Con email.exe/87

Summary

Death plants a bomb in the user page, Conchris sends an email to his past self since the last 5 seconds, and then it goes on and on until Cruroar bursts in

Cast in order of appearance:

Page Title: Is it a paradox?

Transcript

Conchris,
Me and the Noid are having a party.
Take a search taxi to Trobot's café,
and meet us at 8:00 pm.
Strong Sader.

OTHER CONCHRIS: Hmm... {walks to the Edit Tank and enters it, cut to inside the tank} Woah! So this is what it looks like inside! Anyway, {typing} Well, Strong Sader, I will go to that Trobots place by taking the search taxi. {stops typing and presses Save page.}

{Cut to outside, the Edit Tank charges and fires the edit at the the section, Other Conchris' reply is seen}

OTHER CONCHRIS: {gets out} Okay! Now how do I get a search taxi?

{Cut to a time card which says 5 minutes later}

SEARCH TAXI DRIVER: Hello! Where do you want me to search today?

OTHER CONCHRIS: Trobots.

SEARCH TAXI DRIVER: Okay! Hop in and hang on tight!

{Other Conchris hops in and the Search Taxi rears up and blasts off into Wikispace}

{Conchris crawls out of a convienantly placed cupboard and walks up to his computer}

CONCHRIS: Have to check a little email.

Dear Me,
Death has planted a bomb in your user page!
Unless you defuse it in the next five seconds it will explode!
Quickly!
Future you from the future

CONCHRIS: Huh? I have to defuse it in the next five seconds? {a bomb flies in from the top of the screen} OH GOSH! A BOMB! I MUST SEND AN EMAIL TO MYSELF TO WARN ME!

{Conchris types in an email:}

Dear Me,
Some other me told me that Death has planted a bomb in your user page!
Unless you defuse it in the next ten seconds it will explode!
Quickly!
Stiny get me a danish,
Future you from the future

CONCHRIS: Time travelling it!

{A flash of white light and the email vanishes, Conchris sets off to defuse the bomb}

{Cut to the same place 10 seconds ago}

CONCHRIS: Need to check a little Email!

Dear Me,
Some other me told me that Death has planted a bomb in your user page!
Unless you defuse it in the next ten seconds it will explode!
Quickly!
Stiny get me a danish,
Future you from the future

{Everything repeats fast-forwarding, cut to the same place 15 seconds ago}

CONCHRIS: Need to check a little Email!

Dear Me,
Some other other me told Some other me told me that Death has planted a bomb in your user page!
Unless you defuse it in the next ten seconds it will explode!
Quickly!
ARROW'D II ELECTRIC...Wait,
Future you from the future

{Everything repeats quickly, cut to the same place 20 seconds ago}

CONCHRIS: Need to check a little Email!

Dear Me,
Some other other other me told some other other me told some other me told me that Death has planted a bomb in your user page!
Unless you defuse it in the next ten seconds it will explode!
Quickly!
Baconman,
Future you from the future

{A flash of white light appears, Cruroar lands on the tank}

CRUROAR: CONCHRIS! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING IT! I'LL DEFUSE THE BOMB MYSELF!

CONCHRIS: Umm...

{The screen explodes, cut to the present, Conchris is floating around with a charred face}

CONCHRIS: I knew I shouldn't have done that... Now we have to wait until the Wiki restarts...

{Long pause, Cut to the Wiki}

CONCHRIS: Finally! It took them a long time to do so.

{Other Conchris comes on screen}

OTHER CONCHRIS: Hey Cruriroar, have anything been happening lately? Because I found myself floating around until the Wiki got restarted.

CONCHRIS: Umm... Yeah, a weird email came up and it repeated itself until.. KABOOM!

OTHER CONCHRIS: Oh! Nows I understands!

CONCHRIS: Now go run along while I erase all traces of this email ever existing.

{A flash of white light, the screen goes blank}

{The paper comes down, with the words "Click here to email Conchris, real confusing!"}

{Cut to the wiki, a projector is seen}

CONCHRIS: And that is why we don't answer emails about somebody who is you, emailling you and then the other you emails another you and then, you get the point.

OTHER CONCHRIS: Oh! Now I understand!

CONCHRIS: Okay. Now I have to hide before the people who reads this comes out with their torches and pitchforks!

{The paper comes down, with the words "Click here to email Conchris, heh heh heh, just kidding!"}

Fun Facts

• This email doesn't exist, move along.
• Nothing to see here!
• Yep! Nothing to see here!
• Don't even think about hi-lighting all the text.
• Please! I'm begging you!

Author's Comment

2/5 - Like some non-existant text says, that is why I don't like having my characters answer emails from them and then they email another them and then their other them emails another them and you get the point.

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