Con email.exe/89

Summary

The forgotten character return and rebel, Cruroar turns to the good side

Cast in order of appearance:

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Transcript

OTHER CONCHRIS: Okay, did you get this right this time?

CONCHRIS: Yes, finally, I can leave this place.

OTHER CONCHRIS: Okay, nice knowing you.

CONCHRIS: You didn't know anything about me.

OTHER CONCHRIS: {in a trance-like voice} I didn't know anything about you.

CONCHRIS: Bye!

{A flash of white light, cut to the Lappy 600C}

LAPPY 600C: What took you? Anyway, greetings Conchris, you have two new emails.

CONCHRIS: Two more emails. Yippee!

Dear Conchris,
You don't feature us anymore!
So we're rebelling!
The forgotten charaters (Sirhcnoc, Homschool W., Homschool R., Homstar and Conril)

CONCHRIS: As i-

{Homschool Winner bursts in}

HOMSCHOOL WINNER: WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO US?! WE HAD TO STAY IN FREE COUNTRY USA FOR A WHOLE FREAKING SEASON! THAT'S IT! {draws a knife} TIME TO DIE!

CONCHRIS: Not again!

{Conchris dodges the knife as Homschool Winner jabs it down, it barely misses and gets stuck in the chair}

HOMSCHOOL WINNER: GRR! I HATE THIS FREAKING KNIFE! REBELS! GET HIM!

{Homschool Winner runs off-screen with Homschool R, Homstar, Sirhcnoc and Conril}

{Cut to an overhead view, Conchris is running very fast and the group behind him is catching up fast, Cruroar jumps into view}

CRUROAR: {points gun at the group} Rebels Halt.

{The group screeches to a halt, Cruroar shoots the gun and it lands in the middle of the group, it's a shiny pellet that spins}

HOMSCHOOL W., HOMSCHOOL R., HOMSTAR, SIRHCNOC AND CONRIL: Rebels Ooh! Rebels Ahh!

CRUROAR: Sheesh, they're stupid.

{Conchris runs back on-screen}

CONCHRIS: Hey, where did- What the?

REBELS: Rebels Oo-

HOMSCHOOL WINNER: GET HIM!

{The group starts charging at him again, Conchris and Cruroar runs off-screen}

CONCHRIS: Is this your plan?

CRUROAR: Well, I didn't know that it doesn't last long!

CONCHRIS: Your Mom didn't last long.

CRUROAR: Hey... {sniffs} That's hurtful.

{The words "OH MY GOSHZORS CRURUIKJ GTOZ OWNZ!" appear then disappear after a pause}

CONCHRIS: Okay, I'll stop doing that. By the way, what made you switch sides anyway?

CRUROAR: Let's just say that the villian thing didn't work out.

{Cut to a hideout}

CRUROAR: YOU! MINION! GET ME A DANISH!

MINON #9834: A what sir?

CRUROAR: A DANISH! Gosh, do I have to do everything myself?

{Cut back to the wiki}

CONCHRIS: Oh.

CRUROAR: While you were distracted by the flashback, I set up a trap.

{Camera pans over to the trap, the rebels charge into it and falls in}

CONCHRIS: {off-screen} HA HA HA! OWNED!

CRUROAR: {off-screen} So true.

CONCHRIS: I guess we end the email, huh?

CRUROAR: Yeah.

{The paper comes down, with the words "Click here to email Conchris, 1936!"}

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