Records Of Bell/Records/25

Summary

Sarah explores the internet by herself

Cast: Mature Bling, Im a bell,

Places:

Episode Information: 501-When Making Secondary Main Character-Based Episodes, Choose Them Carefully

Insult: weird Alabama songs

Credit Joke: The League Of George Bush-Haters

If you don't understand the insult, when you type in "Weird Al songs" in a YouTube comment, and use the Audio Preview, it says "Weird Alabama songs".

Transcript

{open to the outside of an 8-bit house. Cut to the inside, where Bell and co are sitting there. MB is on a couch, alone. Pause five seconds}

MATURE BLING: ...My EYES are BLEEDING. {eyes turn red, swell up, and explodes}

IM A BELL: ...WHAT THE F-

{cue opening theme. cut back to inside the house}

IM A BELL: Well, we're stuck here for a while. I suggest we split up and start exploring the place. Any volunteers?

SARAH: I'll do it, I guess.

IM A BELL: Okay. You can start... Now.

{cut to the city. Sarah walks through and trips over something below the screen}

SARAH: AAH! What the-

{camera pans out to show a yellow skullbuggy with 5 on it's sides}

{OOC: SkullB, did I get that description right? Change it if it's wrong.}

SARAH: ...Number Five?

NUMBER FIVE: Yeah, that's me. What of it?

SARAH: What happened to you?

NUMBER FIVE: My stupid older brother canceled The SkullB Movie. Now I don't have anywhere to live, so I just wandered around the internet and ended up here. Once I reached the Mozilla Mountain Range, I couldn't go on any longer. But then, a group of firefoxes led by a Shadow The Hedgehog-like man rescued me and took care of me.

SARAH: Wait, Shadow the Hedgehog-like man? Did he say his name?

NUMBER FIVE: Yeah. Johnny. Johnny K. Bellstrom.

SARAH: My God. Bell's little brother rescued you...

NUMBER FIVE: "Bell"? Is he that git that appeared in Episode 9 of TSS?

SARAH: ...Yes, AND MY HUSBAND IS NOT A GIT.

NUMBER FIVE: ...Oops.

SARAH:{kicks Number Five in the... car-nuts}

NUMBER FIVE: ...WHY DID SKULL INDUSTRIES GIVE US NADS?

SARAH: So you could tell the difference between male and female robots?

NUMBER FIVE: THAT RAISES FURTHER QUESTIONS!

SARAH: ...Shut up.

NUMBER FIVE: Do I have to?

SARAH: I have a knife in my pocket, a shuriken in the other, and I can beat the everloving {bleep} out of anyone as long as they don't grab my upper arm. Fortunately for me, you don't have arms.

NUMBER FIVE: OKAY, OKAY! ...Say, are those real?

SARAH: ... {picks up Number 5, starts repeatedly punching him in the skull-face}

{cut to a few minutes later. Number Five now has numerous cracks in his skull-face}

SARAH: So, are you going to shut up now?

NUMBER FIVE: You still haven't answered my question.

SARAH: For your information, YES they are real. any other annoying comments?

NUMBER FIVE: ...I foresee lower back problems in your future.

SARAH: ...I hate you SO MUCH, but you're gonna have to help me.

NUMBER FIVE:{an eyebrow raises} With what?

SARAH: You have to give me a tour of this place.

NUMBER FIVE:{eyebrow lowers} Oh. I thought you meant something else.

SARAH: ... {reaches into pocket, pulls out a pocket knife}

NUMBER FIVE: I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!

{cut to Sarah and Number Five walking through the town. the placr they are currently in is covered in graffiti}

NUMBER FIVE: This is the rapper part of town. There are a few /b/tards here.

SARAH: ...Huh. {walks up behind a rapper} Sir, dare I ask what that is you are singing?

RAPPER: It's Soulja Boy, stupid!

SARAH: ...Who is this boy and why is he a soldier?

RAPPER:{turns around} No, you idiot, SOULJA Boy, not S-Hmm. You're HOT. Wh-why don'tcha come back to my place and maybe we can-

SARAH: For your information, I'm MARRIED. {pulls out the pocket knife}

RAPPER: HEY, EASY WITH THAT THING!

{camera pans over so only Number Five is onscreen. A lot of blood spurts onscreen}

RAPPER: AAGH!! THAT'S NOT GONNA FIT IN THERE!

SARAH: I'LL MAKE IT FIT!!!!

{Number 5's eyes widen. Much more blood spurts onscreen and splashes onto Number 5. Cut to a few minutes later. Sarah now has a lot of blood on her face and shirt}

NUMBER FIVE: I didn't even know you could do that with only a pocket knife and some blue paint.

SARAH: I would've used duct tape and a rabid squirrel as well, but I couldn't find any.

NUMBER FIVE: ...Remind me not to piss you off EVER AGAIN.

SARAH: Aww, why not? My husband's much more fun than you...

NUMBER FIVE: ...You are a VERY scary woman!

SARAH:{smiles} Thank you!

NUMBER FIVE: ...Why do I have the feeling you used to work as a god of death?

SARAH: How did you know?

NUMBER FIVE: ...Why did I agree to help you?

SARAH: Because I would reduce you to scrap metal if you didn't.

NUMBER FIVE: Oh. Right.

TO BE FINISHED TOMORROW!!!!!