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Sombaf gets asked about what to do in the dark. (note, this is taken from Emails 4 you!)

Cast in o<rder of appearance : Sombaf, Homsar, Strong Sad, Strong Bad

Locations: Sombafs Computer Room, Sombafs Living Room, Strong Sads room

REMADIN: Looking at the formatting, wow the writer didn't know how to do anything yet.

Transcript

{Sombaf Types SEMAIL.EXE in prompt}

SOMBAF: Email one! Let's start this fun!

REMOLAY: Overused rhyme! He must pay!

Sup Sombaf
I normally play video games all day,
but my electricity's out.

REMOLAY: and it never occurs to Sombaf how this email was sent.

What can I do when I'm bored to death in the dark?

REMOLAY: Die. Email over.

-TheCheese

{After Sombaf, he says "Alliteration, mah favorite." Reads -TheCheese as "Dash TheCheese"}

SOMBAF: {typing} Well usually when the power is out around here I just invite Homsar over and push him down a few times to see his reaction...

REMADIN: You ass.


{Cut to living room, Dimmed lights. Sombaf pushing Homsar down, Homsar pops right back up}

SOMBAF: {voiceover} and believe me that can be a lot of fun!

HOMSAR: DwaaAAAAaAAaahm a punchin clown bag.

REMADIN:Well... At lest he's having fun with it

SOMBAF: {voiceover} When that gets old I usually go over to the house of the Brothers Strong and listen to Strong Sads' Macabre stories

REMOLAY: Why would you do that?

{cut to strong sads room, SS reading, Sombaf looking very interested}

STRONG SAD: ...now after eating said poison rye bread, the man in question is utterly dead. So? how was it?

{Sombaf snores}

REMOLAY: Exactly

STRONG SAD: Ohhh... Strong Bad I need your help.

REMADIN: No you don't

{Strong Bad walks in}

STRONG BAD: What do you need MY help for!?

STRONG SAD: Sombaf was listening to my poetry and fell asleep.

STRONG BAD: Okay... Who the crap is Sombaf,

REMOLAY: Good question.

and why would he want to listen to your poetry?

REMOLAY: Also a very good question

{cut to Sombafs' computer}

SOMBAF: {typing} That usual keeps me busy for the rest of the day. So...ummm... in summary, If bored in the dark, knock over your local idiot, or fake interest in a nerd.

REMOLAY: You'd think I'd like Sombaf, but he creeps me out.

REMADIN: total prick
REMOLAY: So is this the end of the email? There's no idicator that he ever finished it!

REMADIN: Doesn't matter we're done with this email.