Mystery Fanstuff Theater 3000/Space-Aged Stupidity/eps/7

Synopsis

While on the way to the annual spoon fair in the Krackzon Galaxy, the ship loses it's power, forcing ship members to fight for their lives.

Transcript

{Cut to a room detailed almost exactly like the small wall in Charlie Brown. Chaos and Sephiroth are there.}

CHAOS: Did you realize that episode 6 ended on a comedic cliffhanger? And that there was little singing in the episode, even though it was supposed to be the musical episode? And that little furry guy towards the end was all-too-obvious foreshadowing? And why I brought you in here?

SEPHIROTH: I have nooooooo idea what you are talking about! .......Don't break the fourth wall! The ship's computer doesn't like that!

CHAOS: Well. This room right here is actually my latest invention! I call it the Real-time Octomaton Operated Maison, or 'ROOM. ROOM is basically able to create a room from a blank sheet that you edit, or you can put in a pre-programmed one. When it's not projecting a room, {The entire room, save for Chaos and Sephiroth, begins to turn back into binary code and disappears} It's only about 10 by 10, but when you plug in a sheet, the room can span as wide as 25 to 30 Kilometers, so to speak. I figure it'd be good for exercise...or when I decide to hunt you all down and supremely take over the ship to conquer the galaxy.

SEPHIROTH: Just like the Holo Deck in that Reality show... Star Trek! Awesome.

CHAOS: Oh, no, it's better. This room doesn't make holograms. All generated terrain is real, until somebody hits the off switch and everything turns OFF.It reutrns to a small, enclosed space.

UNHOLY TRACY:{walks in with a large crack in his head, and missing his ice-arm} Hey guys. ...Wait. {pulls out sword, stabs self in his heart}

{a UT clone appears}

UNHOLY TRACY CLONE: There we go. {picks up the other UT, swallows it whole}

SEPHIROTH: Why must you do that? That's creepy...

{Suddenly, Guffaw appears on the big screen.}

GUFFAW: You have new messages!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...BUT THERE IS NO SCREEN IN THIS ROOM

SEPHIROTH: Open Inbox. And Tracy... There is.. I think..

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Whatever.

CHAOS: Only if you want there to be one.

{The screen changes to JCM.}

JCM: Hey, everyone! I got you tickets to the annual spoon fair. You have to be in the Krackzon Galaxy in 4 hours.

SEPHIROTH: A......what?!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Spoon Fair? Why would there be a fair about spoons?

CHAOS: Well, if there's a meat lover's fair, there can be a spoon lover's fair.

JCM: You don't know what the spoon fair is? I've been going there for 90 years now! Didn't you watch any of the videos I sent you from there?

SEPHIROTH: We don't watch any of your videos. We always trash them.

CHAOS: And the fact that your email address is "supersexahbunneh" doesn't help.

JCM: That's nice, grandson. Anyway, you guys haven't gone out since your planet blew up. I got these tickets so you would meet others, maybe make friends and even find a new planet to live on.

UNHOLY TRACY: ...If I meet anyone, I'll likely kill them.

SEPHIROTH: {To Chaos.} Why does he always call me grandson? It's really creepy.

JCM: Unholy Tracy, your creepiness is exactly why I didn't get a ticket for you.

SEPHIROTH: You can have mine.

JCM: No way, grandson. You and your crew are going to the spoon festival if I have to fight you for it!

UNHOLY TRACY: I'll take that furry thing's ticket and say he's my pet.

SEPHIROTH: But seriously.. why is he calling me grandson?

UNHOLY TRACY:{whispering to Seph} Hell if I know.

SEPHIROTH: ....who is he anyway? i'm scared.

B-621: What is a... spoon, as you call it?

SEPHIROTH: A primative version of the spork.

CHAOS: Look, old-but-not-as-old-as-me man, There's only one way you're getting me to go. And that's with a word-for-word lyric-for-lyric remake of the original production of RENT.

SEPHIROTH: And for me, you also have to do what Chaos tells you to do, but with the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

UNHOLY TRACY: I'll be at the bar. ...How do I get out of here?

CHAOS: The door.

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Door? {sees a door} ...Oh. {opens door, exits}

JCM: OK, grandson. I'll do what you and your friend says. Expect everything you want sent to you in one hour.

SEPHIROTH: Be sure to do Sweet Transvestite, while in the Frank N Furter costume!

CHAOS: And put emphasis into Angel's role!

SEPHIROTH: And gain weight for Eddie's Role!

CHAOS: Make sure Roger doesn't sing too fast!

SEPHIROTH: And make sure the creation is tanned!

CHAOS: And that the table in La Vie Bohemme faces the audience, not the right wings!

SEPHIROTH: And get the Time Warp dance right!

CHAOS: How do you not get it right? They tell you how to do it in the lyrics.

SEPHIROTH: Whatever.

{The creature waddles in.}

????: Oh! Ah... hello!

UNHOLY TRACY:{runs back in} Screw the bar. This thing's better. {trips over a power cord} AAAHHHH!!!

{When Tracy hits the ground, everything goes black.}

CHAOS: Great. Tracy tripped a cord.

UNHOLY TRACY: At least it got rid of that freak. Hold on, I'll plug it back in. {eyes start glowing red, providing light}

{the light shows the furry creature chewing on the cord}

UNHOLY TRACY: ... Er...

????: Whaaaaaaat? I am very hungry today!

CHAOS: I didn't know you had Darkvision. I thought only Drows could get it.

UNHOLY TRACY: I did, too.

????: Ah... what happened to the lights? I cannot see and it is dark.

{Suddenly, a package goes through the ship's mail slot.}

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Huh.

{Unholy Tracy picks up the package, and rips it open, revealing an even smaller package inside. He rips open that package revealing a word-for-word lyric-for-lyric remake of the original production of RENT and the Rocky Horror Picture Show.}

CHAOS: I'll be in a meeting. {picks up RENT remake and heads out of the room, downstairs. Before he starts down the stairs, he ways...} No calls.

UNHOLY TRACY: ...How will he expect to play that when the power's ou-

{the ship starts shaking}

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Crap.

????: Aaaahh! Shaking!

UNHOLY TRACY: Yay! We've broken the Leviathan! High five, uhh, what was your name, again?

WADE: My name is Wade! That is my name.

UNHOLY TRACY: Ah. High five, Wade-{realizes Wade is too short} ...Wait. Umm...

{Homestar tiger walks through, listening to an MP3 and mopping the floors. The ship shakes again, making him drop the MP3. It shatters on the ground}

UNHOLY TRACY: Hey, Tiger! The power's out. Fix it.

HOMESTAR TIGER: I can't. My toolbox is in my room, and I have an electrically locked door. I can try to pry it open.

SEPHIROTH: Try this. {Gives HST a little pen with a button on it.} It's just like in that reality movie Star Wars. You press the button, and a little laser will cut the door open.

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Takes pen} Okay!

{Homestar tiger runs off, but then the sound of the laser pen is heard.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: OH MY GOD MY LEG!!

SEPHIROTH: HOLD IT THE OTHER WAY YOU IDIOT!

HOMESTAR TIGER: Oh, okay! {Bzzzt} GAAAH! MY EYE!

UNHOLY TRACY: Dumbass...

SEPHIROTH: Well, at least it was his leg and nothing else.

HOMESTAR TIGER: {bzzt} AAAAH MY BRAIN

UNHOLY TRACY: ...I didn't know he HAD a brain.

HOMESTAR TIGER: SHUT UP!

UNHOLY TRACY: At least he doesn't know I'm the one that knocked out the power...

HOMESTAR TIGER: I HEARD THAT! AT LEAST I HAVE GOOD HEARING!

UNHOLY TRACY: JUST FIX THE POWER ALREADY DAMMIT

HOMESTAR TIGER: ALRIGHT!! {Bzzt} There! I got the door open without hurting any vital organs or body parts.

{Homestar tiger runs through carrying a toolbox}

WADE: Ahh... its getting real real cold.

SEPHIROTH: Yeah, there's no heating right now. There's a chance we'll all freeze to death...

HOMESTAR TIGER: Anyone who doesn't have fur!

UNHOLY TRACY: WAIT HST WATCH OUT FOR THE-

{H*t trips on the cord UT tripped on earlier}

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Nevermind.

{Wade suddenly crawls inside Unholy Tracy's jacket.}

WADE: Oh... This is much better!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Teehee.

HOMESTAR TIGER: Gaah, stupid lousy cord. {Plugs cord back in} I need to restore the power. My laptop needs to be charged!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...You're gonna have to fix the cord, too. {points to the spot on the cord where Wade was chewing on it}

{the power comes back on}

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Wait, if you plug in a broken cord, won't it-

{the socket explodes, flinging H*t into a wall. The cord lights on fire. The power goes back out, and the ship starts shaking again}

HOMESTAR TIGER: GAH! {Pulls out fire extinguisher, unplugs cord, puts out fire} Next time I see wade, he is SO dead!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Honestly, it was Wade's, mine, and your faults.

HOMESTAR TIGER: Shut up. I'm the only one who does any work around here. {Gets out soldering iron}

{Wade burrows into Tracy's coat.}

WADE: I am not a big fan of Mr. Tiger!

HOMESTAR TIGER: This should only take 5 minutes... just keep everything safe!

{Wade walks over to HT.}

WADE: ... What are you doing?

HOMESTAR TIGER: Starting up this soldering iron to repair the cord.

R@1KU: NEED HELP

HOMESTAR TIGER: Oh, dear! Can someone go get that?

{Chaos emerges.}

CHAOS: That was wonderful. It's a good thing I can create my own energy with the help of this crappy anime ripoff suit. What are we doing here?

UNHOLY TRACY: Wade, Tiger, and I accidentally made the power go out.

{While HT isn't looking, Wade takes the soldering iron and starts using it on wires.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: Wait, what happened to my soOH MY GOD WADE NO!!

{Wade burns the wires to a crisp, and the cord is totally seperated.}

{Wade looks at tiger, who is breathing heavily and has a very, VERY mad look on his face.}

WADE: I was helping! Are you mad at me for that?

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Angrily} I am going to kill you. And your overpowered the soldering iron and cut the cord altogether!!

WADE: Well sorry! I did not mean to break it! I just wanted to help!

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Sighs} If you want to help me, can you go grab some replacement cord from my janitor room? Don't touch my journal.

{Wade waddles off toward the janitor's room.}

{R@1ku sneaks in and reads the journal.}

JOURNAL:

Dear whoever is reading:
You stinkhead!
Put down my journal before
I decide to kill you!
Oh, and by the way, if
this is R@1ku, I'll sap
you, dismantle you, and
pour coffee on you.

...I miss my best friend.
~Homestar Dash Tiger

UNHOLY TRACY:{reading over R@1ku's shoulder} "Best friend"? Hmm... I wonder who that could be...

{Wade waddles out, holding wires.}

WADE: Mr. Tiger! I found your, ah, wires! And, ah, Mr. Robot Man is, ah, reading your diary! You told me not to, so I don't want him to get in trouble!

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Takes wires} Hey, Wade, old buddy? Could you do me a favor and bite R@1ku for me?

SEPHIROTH: Don't worry, I'll just trash him. He does more harm than good. {Picks up R@1ku and puts him down a garbage chute.}

{R@1ku climbs back up.}

R@1KU: MASTER, I FOLLOW ORDERS. TRACY WAS READING IT, SO I WENT OVER.

HOMESTAR TIGER: ALL YOU GUYS READ MY JOURNAL? GOD! I NEVER GET ANY RESPECT!!

SEPHIROTH: Who exactly is your best friend, anyway?

{Homestar tiger suddenly looks sad.}

SEPHIROTH: What's wrong?

HOMESTAR TIGER: It's Shwoo. The LeviathanX wasn't the only ship to go. Shwoo's on some other ship, but I don't know it's name. I have software that can locate the ships, but I have nothing to work off!

SEPHIROTH: There are lots of ships that left Earth.

HOMESTAR TIGER: That doesn't make me feel any better! I want LESS ships to check, not more!

WADE: I know how you feel, Mr. Tiger man... I left my best friend Rob on my home world... I wish I were back home, but the Big Bads probably beat me there...

HOMESTAR TIGER: Okay, I feel a little better... {The ship rumbles} Hey, did you guys hear something?

WADE: I did! I did! I heard it.

HOMESTAR TIGER: Uh-oh, this might be bad. Uh... GUYS, PROTECT ME UNTIL I FIX THE CORD!

{Suddenly, the ship rocks. Hard. Wade is tossed down the hallway, into a closet.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: This will be very, very bad.

{H*t's toolbox flies offscreen. Cut back to UT reading the journal. The toolbox flies in}

UNHOLY TRACY: What the f-{is hit in the face by the toolbox}

{cut back}

HOMESTAR TIGER: NO! TRUSTY 24!! UT, GET ME MY TOOLBOX PRONTO!

UNHOLY TRACY:{storms in with the toolbox embedded in his face} HERE

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Pulls toolbox out from his face.} I think that you deserved that for reading my journal.

UNHOLY TRACY: Well, that robot was reading it first.

{Suddenly, the air is filthied with a malodorous stench.}

WADE: {offscreen} Mmm... who is cooking?

{Wade is suddenly tossed to the other side of the hallway, and a Garlic moves toward the crew.}

GARLIC: HELLO THERE MY FRIENDS!

HOMESTAR TIGER: {gags} MOTHER ------, WHAT IS THAT THING?

CLOVICUS: Oh! Quite sorry, my name is Clovicus, commander of the 7th Garlic Infantry. I am here to make many 'splosions and boom-fires.

WADE: {offscreen} I do not like 'splosions, sir!

CLOVICUS: DID I TELL YOU TO SPEAK

{Clovicus fires Red Laser Beams at Wade. Screams can be heard.}

WADE: {pained} I AM OKAY!

CLOVICUS: My fleet should be approaching shortly--I hope you've got weaponry!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...I SMELL GARLICKY FOOD {starts licking Clovicus}

{Clovicus shakes wildly, flinging Tracy into a wall.}

{CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK}

{Homestar tiger rapidly starts bludgeoning Clovicus with a crowbar, making him drop piles of diced garlic}

CLOVICUS: Ahh! My insides! ... Dammit! I'll be back!

{Clovicus transports out of the room. Meanwhile, an impressive fleet of garlic-shaped Garlic ships approach.}

WADE: {offscreen} Mr. Tiger! Fix it fast please!

UNHOLY TRACY: OW! DAMMIT-

{the ship shakes. A hole is blown open on a wall, and a humanoid figure flies through, bounces off of UT, and lands on the ground}

WADE: {offscreen} Who is that? I cannot go over and see because my legs hurt.

HOMESTAR TIGER: WADE CATCH!

{Homestar tiger throws his crowbar, and wade catches it.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: Defend yourself and guard the doorway until I fix this cord!

{the figure slowly gets up}

FIGURE:{rubbing back} Oww... Those garlicky people said get me in here, but they didn't say they'd fire me out of a CANNON...

UNHOLY TRACY: ...It can't be. It just CAN'T. IT CAN'T BE HIM. NO! DAMMIT! IT IS HIM!

{the figure reveals himself to be THB}

THB: Oh, hey, UT! How've ya been?

UNHOLY TRACY: Great, until you showed up.

THB: Hahaha! You're funny, UT.

HOMESTAR TIGER: Will you people stop blabbing and DEFEND ME?! I'M TRYING TO REPOWER OUR SECURITY SYSTEMS!!

'UNHOLY TRACY: COMING! {gets up, pulls out a sword, stabs THB in the face, runs to H*t}

HOMESTAR TIGER: Whatever garlics come my way, KILL THEM! If I can repair and replug the cord, our on-board security sentry guns will take out the Garlics.

UNHOLY TRACY: Yes, sir.

THB: Can I help?

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Sure, whatever. Get that sword out of your head. Your head can use that, and your body can fight like you usually do.

THB: Got it. {rips head off. His head pulls the sword out of its face with a tentacle.It and the body run to the hole in the wall}

{Meanwhile, Garlics enter the door near Wade. Wade takes the crowbar lent to him by HT and starts beating on the Garlics with surprising grace. After taking out the whole group, Wade drops the crowbar.}

WADE: All done!

HOMESTAR TIGER: That was actually pretty fun to watch. I've managed to replace the burnt cord. Now I just gotta cover it.

{Suddenly, a Garlic comes from behind and knocks HT out.}

GARLIC: WHAT NOW EARTHLING WHAT NOW

WADE: D-don't hurt hiiiim!

{Wade tosses the crowbar at the Garlic and misses spectacularly. The Garlic, in return, fries Wade with a Red Laser Beam, incapacitating the poor little Mongrel.}

WADE: ... {coughs} Ouch.

{THB's head flies over and latches onto the Garlic}

GARLIC: WHAT THE-

THB'S HEAD: SIC SEMPER TYRANNUS! {stabs the Garlic in the face}

UNHOLY TRACY: AAH! {starts smacking H*t} WAKE UP

HOMESTAR TIGER: {In sleep} H-Hi Shwoo.

WADE: Yay! New skull man helped!

UNHOLY TRACY: WAKE UP DAMMIT {slaps H*t again}

HOMESTAR TIGER: {wakes} WAAAUGH! What- awww.... I was happy. Wait, are we still being attacked?

{A Garlic shoots Wade. Again.}

GARLIC: DOES THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION

HOMESTAR TIGER: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!!!! {Pulls out electrical tape and repairs the cord} QUICK! WADE! USE WHATEVER'S LEFT OF YA AND PLUG IN THAT CORD!!

THB'S HEAD: I SAID DIE {repeatedly stabs the Garlic in the face}

{Wade crawls over to the plug. He plugs it in and electricity starts coursing through the entire ship once more.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: Ya did it, wade! Now DUCK!

{All humans duck. Hatches in the wall open revealing aparatuses that look suspiciously like TF2 sentries. Gunfire fills the room. After 10 seconds, it stops and the whole room is filled with diced garlic.}

WADE: It is a good thing I am so short!

{Wade picks a piece of garlic off the floor and eats it.}

WADE: Ooh! That is tasty!

{Wade continues picking garlic up and eating it as the others talk.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: I just saved all your butts. Now I want you guys to do something for me.

{THB's head detaches from the Garlic's body and reattaches to his body. He and UT walk over to H*t}

UNHOLY TRACY: What?

HOMESTAR TIGER: I wanna talk to someone.

UNHOLY TRACY:{to THB} I bet five bucks it's Shwoo. {normal} Who is it?

HOMESTAR TIGER: THB, give Tracy 5 bucks.

{Wade pushes a button and a small phonebooth is revealed behind a wall panel.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: ...in person. My laptop has some software that locates ships like the LeviathanX.

THB: Right. {reaches into pocket, pulls out a $5 bill that's dripping wet with some kind of liquid} Here.

UNHOLY TRACY: EWW NEVERMIND

HOMESTAR TIGER: Hang on a second. {Runs off, comes back} I have some directions plugged into the ship's GPS. Follow them.

WADE: Uh... I'm not a captain, sorry! Mr. Sephiroth can do it, right?

UNHOLY TRACY: Pff. Screw Sephiroth. {runs off}

{cut to the cockpit. Sephiroth is there, piloting the ship. UT runs in, pushes him out of the chair, and sits down}

UNHOLY TRACY: I'm hijackin' this ship, Cap'n, by the order of King Tiger. {starts driving the LeviathanX around} This is EASY! {looks at the GPS} Okay, take a left here... {steers the ship left}

{HT runs in, looking awfully happy}

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Another left... {steers ship left}

WADE: Oh! You missed the... spoon... fair.

HOMESTAR TIGER: I thought it just ended.

UNHOLY TRACY: ...A right... {steers right}

HOMESTAR TIGER: I can see the ship! The LevithanJ!

UNHOLY TRACY: ...Two lefts and a right? DAMN, that's close! {drives up beside the ship}

{The two ships connect to eachother. On the LeviathanJ, there are several people, one of which is a small purple duck thing.}

ZIPPY: Hello! I'm Commander Zippy P. Platypus of the LeviathanJ. Nice to see another Leviathan. You are?

{Homestar tiger knocks everyone out of his way and holds Zippy up by the collar.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: IS SHWOO HERE?

ZIPPY: ... Shwoo? ... Oh, I'm sorry. She made a transfer to the LeviathanM, sorry. I take it you're that Tiger man she kept telling me about-

HOMESTAR TIGER: {A little bit insane} She spoke about me? YES, I AM HIM. {Hyperventilates} What did she say?!

UNHOLY TRACY: WHOA, calm down, Tiger! Hello, Commander Platypus. I am Lieutenant Tracy of the LeviathanX. Our Captain, Sephiroth, is, er, a little tied up right now, so I'm covering for him. Now, as Mr. Tiger was saying, is a woman by the name of Shwoo on this ship?

ZIPPY: Like I said, she transferred to the LeviathanM--that thing's over fifty-hundred lightyears from here! Sorry you missed her-

HOMESTAR TIGER: YOU'LL TAKE ME TO HER IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE, PLATYPUS.

ZIPPY: I can't, I can't! I'm sorry, okay? I would if I, say, had the power to, but I can't, okay? I'm sorry, Mr. Tiger... but I'll try to contact Shwoo.

HOMESTAR TIGER: Power? I'll give you power! I just need my toolbox. SOMEONE GET ME MY #24 TOOLBOX!!

ZIPPY: No, I mean- Just... never mind, okay? There's nothing we can do.

WADE: Come on, Mr. Tiger man... you're being very mean to the funny duck.

ZIPPY: NOT A DDDDDDDDD

{Meanwhile...}

{Radio static on LeviathanX}

???: Ah... It works! Tahu Nahassapeemapetilon, reporting for service... again... {grumble}

{In the background, Sephiroth gets back up, and stumbles to the corner. He grabs a metal pipe, and starts staggering towards Unholy Tracy. He then whacks him over the head as hard as he can, and takes the hat back.}

SEPHIROTH: What you just did there was mutiny. Along with what you have done Tiger. ......Mutiny can be punishable by death if necessary.

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Panting heavily} OH MY GOD THE GARLIC SMELL IS STILL HERE {Faints}

WADE: Don't hurt Mr. Tiger, he just wanted to-

{Sephiroth clubs Wade over the head with his pipe.}

SEPHIROTH: Shut up.

WADE: owch

HOMESTAR TIGER: Wade, there's a shotgun in my toolbox.

SEPHIROTH: Sorry, but you try being knocked out cold and betrayed by your crew members. ..........I'll let you all off. This time. And Tiger, you dare try to shoot me, and Chaos will deal with you.

{Wade stumbles into a wall.}

WADE: My head is hurt! Somebody get a doctor to help me please!

SEPHIROTH: {Gets out little microphone.} Chaos! The little creature needs medical help! {The message is repeated through the intercom.}

{A beer bottle flies out of the intercom system and smashes on the floor.}

CHAOS: {Over intercom} Is he better yet?

SEPHIROTH: No, I bashed him over the head with a pipe, so yeah.. Maybe you could operate on him?

CHAOS: Everybody else should duck.

SEPHIROTH: I can do that. {Gets out a hand gun and shoots the ceiling.} HIT THE DECK! {Everyone gets on the floor.}

CHAOS: Right. You may want better protection.

SEPHIROTH: Umm.... {Passes around helmets and gas masks.}

CHAOS: Go hide in a corner.

SEPHIROTH: {Goes into his quarters, along with everyone else. He opens the window on the door and peeks through.}

CHAOS: Good. {Hundreds upon thousands of scalpels and other various medical tools fly out of the intercom, all of them missing Wade.}

SEPHIROTH: Try the pills!

{Chaos shoots a small empty pill bottle at Wade, hitting him, followed by 40 small pills.}

SEPHIROTH: Try the syringes!

HOMESTAR TIGER: Stop copying the TF2 medic!!

WADE: I am okay, I really am-

{Wade is impaled by all manner of syringes.}

WADE: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhkay.

SEPHIROTH: So, Wade? Are you ok? ARE YOU OKAY WADEY?! ......You've been healed by, you've been mended by, A SMOOTH DR. CHAOS!! {Does antigravity lean.}

HOMESTAR TIGER: {Walks out, picks up wade} I'll get those outta ya.

SEPHIROTH: I think we've done a rather good job, eh Chaos?

HOMESTAR TIGER: Yep. You've made the whole ship stink, destroy the power, and skewered a small thing.

CHAOS: I think we did something wrong again. Wanna start over?

SEPHIROTH: I don't know what to do... {OOC: I try not to dictate and it gets out of hand, and when I try to assert my authority, that doesn't work either. Personally, I think we should just skip this episode.}

WADE: {offscreen, slurring} Thasssssssssssss wha' jan'ters a'forrrr! Wheeeeeeeeeee!

CHAOS: So...who threw the syringes?

TF2 MEDIC: Now zat's what I call doctor-assisted homicide!

{End episode.}

{Suddenly, the big screen turns back on and JCM appears.}

JCM: You idiots! The spoon fair ended 5 minutes ago! I want my videos back!

{Unholy Tracy punches the screen, destroying it.}