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The New Trogador Adventures

Episode 025: Revolution
The Revolution is upon Challenge City, and it's up to Trogador and Co. to stop the grim possibility of 30X8 from becoming a reality.

Transcript

{cut to black screen that says "IN A.D 30X8". The screen then changes it's text it to "A DRAGON TIME TRAVELED FOR LIKE THE THIRD TIME. AND THAT'S IN 24 EMAILS! CAN YOU SAY OVERUSE? THAT DRAGON IS..." The words disappear, and TROGADOR in orange letters appears. Below are the options "START GAME", "SECRET CODE WORD", and "OPTIONAL OPTIONS". The first set of words light up, and we get taken to this screen....}

{cut to The Living Room. Everything is quiet. Something crashes and Master Z comes running in from the left, looking afraid. He runs towards the camera and goes into The Chamber (the room next to the TV). Inside The Chamber, he slams the door and looks down, catching his breath. He suddenly looks up, shocked.}

MASTER Z: Trogador?!

{The camera pans to the right, showing Trogador stomping on the T-Cube.}

TROGADOR: There, problem solved. {turns around} Oh, hey Z.

MASTER Z: How was the future?

TROGADOR: Eh, it was okay. Destroyed a dictatorship, became a superhero, watched TV, went to therapy, helped a new dictatorship rise, the usual. How about here?

MASTER Z: Well, uh, when you see the others, they will likely say things about me...lies! All lies!

{Suddenly, Master Z flies forward. The door slams open, and everybody else appears, angry.}

KRAY: Alright ye green-blooded-Trogador?

TROGADOR: Hey, Kray. What's this I hear about Z?

JOHN: He used your disappearance to try and find the engine room so he could take us all hostage for a dumb plot!

TROGADOR: There's an engine room?

DREW: How does it stay in the sky?

TROGADOR: I dunno, magic?

JOHN: That's not the point! You need to punish Z!

TROGADOR: Z, is this true?

MASTER Z: You see, it's...eheh, sort of...a little bit like the...yes.

TROGADOR: Well, then. Get out of my house.

MASTER Z: What? Why?!

TROGADOR: You betrayed my trust, Z. You aren't welcome here anymore.

MASTER Z: {sighs} Well, then, goodbye, friends.

{Master Z walks out.}

TROGADOR: So besides that, what happened while I was gone?

CLYDE: I went to prison!

{Trogador and Clyde pound it.}

TROGADOR: That's tight, G! What'd they lock you up for!

CLYDE: Broke into Bubs's and tried to steal some stuff!

TROGADOR: Tight, man! You got ink?

{Clyde turns around, showing a large sprawl of snakes, guns, and ghosts on his back.}

CLYDE: You bet your block I do!

TROGADOR: Killer, man! Wanna tell stories as Drew feeds me?

CLYDE: Sure!

{Everybody walks out. Cut to Master S's Castle. Master S sits in a large chair, the back facing the camera. In front of the chair is a supercomputer, which changes shots of Challenge City every few seconds. Otto runs in.}

MASTER S: What is it, Otto?

OTTO: Sir, sir...Trogador! He's back!

MASTER S: Hmm. Unfortunate, but ultimately it will have no effect on The Revolution. The dragon can't save the city this time.

OTTO: So, take no measures against him?

MASTER S: I'm not that stupid. Monitor him. It's better to be safe than having our plans backfire in our faces.

OTTO: Yes, sir, of course.

{cut to The Living Room. Everybody minus Master Z is sitting on the couch, laughing.}

CLYDE: ...and then he said "I'ma cut you up!"

{Everybody laughs again. A dinging noise is heard. Everybody stops laughing.}

TROGADOR: Ooh, email! I missed checking you in my normal time, email, yes I did!

{Trogador takes out the TrogPilot.}

Dear Trogador,
What would Challenge City be like if you were mayor?
Tic-tac-toe,

Stinkoman

{Trogador reads the email, getting surprised at Stinkoman.}

TROGADOR: Woah, Stinkoman, I didn't know you watched the show! Sorry for taking your job and all. I hope rehab works out!

TROGADOR: Anyways, I don't know what Challenge City would be like if I was mayor. I bet it would be tons times more awesome! There'd be blackjack! And h-

JOHN: No, no, none of that!

TROGADOR: Oh, yeah, yeah. Anyways, I bet Mayorbot would let me be mayor for a day or so if I wanted to. Besides the random 1000 dollar paychecks, he owes me a lot.

DREW: Let's all go with you!

TROGADOR: Sounds good!

{Cut to outside The Mayor's Office. It is a large white town hall-esque building, with several steps. Trogador and Co. are standing in the foreground, while this is in the background.}

TROGADOR: Well, here it is. Let's go check it out!

{The camera gets closer to Trogador and he walks up to the Mayor's Office Door. He knocks on it and the building explodes, sending Trogador flying back with his friends.}

TROGADOR: {gets up and coughs} What the crap?

{The camera shifts focus to where The Mayor's Office was - it's now just gray smoke. After a few seconds, dozens of silhouettes march into the smoke. They come out of the smoke, revealing themselves to be Black Astromunds. They march forward, armed. Suddenly, they stop. One of the Astromunds steps forward.}

ASTROMUND: We are the army of Master S! Surrender your city or we will take it!

TROGADOR: You and what army?

ASTROMUND: {points behind} This army.

TROGADOR: Oh, well, uh, that is a massive army you have. We surrender!

JOHN: What?!

TROGADOR: {to John} Shh, it's all a part of my plan.

JOHN: And that is?

TROGADOR: Let the city fall to these evil guys, and we'll retire to a life of sun in The Bahamas.

JOHN: Aren't you supposed to be a hero?!

TROGADOR: Screw that! I've saved this city on at least two occasions, I need a vacation.

CLYDE: That's not very much like the reluctant hero Trogador we all know and love.

TROGADOR: Yeah well, maybe the author took a month long hiatus from email writing and is trying to get a feel of the character again!

ASTROMUND: Ahem.

TROGADOR: Excuse me?

ASTROMUND: Now's not the time to bicker about your vacation, we are on a very tight schedule and-

TROGADOR: Oh, my apologies, Mr. I'm-Impatient-And-My-Mother-Didn't-Teach-Me-Basic-Manners.

DREW: You didn't talk to your elders like that when I commanded an evil army bent on destruction.

KRAY: Ain't that tha' truth!

BLACK ASTROMUND: {sigh} Deploy plan B.

{Suddenly, Clyde explodes, sending a green gas out into the air. Trogador and Co. quickly faint, and the screen goes to black.}

{cut to Stinkoman, sitting in his living room. He is sitting in a green stained chair, with empty bottles of Tortan piling up beside him. 1-Up walks up.}

1-UP: Good morning, S-Stinkoman...would you like some breakfast? A nice, healthy breakfast?

STINKOMAN: Tortan!

1-UP: No, Stinkoman...n-no more Tortan...we're getting you off of that filth...

STINKOMAN: Tortan!

1-UP: No, Stinkoman...please...you don't need Tortan, you're stronger than that...

STINKOMAN: Tortan!

1-UP: The Stinkoman I know doesn't need Tortan!

STINKOMAN: The Stinklyman you knew is dead!

{1-Up starts to sob and runs away. Stinkoman picks up a bottle of Tortan and throws it at the TV, turning it on.}

NEWS ASTROMUND: {voice} ...with an army of Black Astromunds seen marching out. They are currently raiding the city, and it is advised you arm yourself immediately.

STINKOMAN: Evil army? This...this is my chance! I can be a hero again!

NEWS ASTROMUND: {voice} ...the missing Trogador was seen at the explosion, but nobody is sure where he is now.

STINKOMAN: Tro...gador? Who is Tro...gador?

{Stinkoman picks up and empty bottle of Tortan. He then drops it, and starts to look angry.}

STINKOMAN: Trogador! That dumb dragon that waltzed in and stole my career! {looks down} Now look at me...I'm a Tortan addict that spends his day watching cable access! I'm gonna...I'm gonna get my revenge! Yeah, that's a plan!

{Stinkoman jumps out of the chair and runs offscreen to the right. 1-Up walks in from the left holding a shotgun.}

1-UP: Stinkoman, I'm sorry I had to do this, but-hey, where'd you go?

{cut to a black screen. In first-person view perspective, the person's eyes open a little, and then close. They then open again, enough to see steel bars in front of them.}

TROGADOR: {voice} Hoo, geez, that was my trippiest dream ever...

{The eyes look around, seeing more bars and beyond them, dungeon walls.}

TROGADOR: {voice} Hey, where am I?

{We go out of first-person view to see that Trogador is inside a large steel cage in a dungeon.}

TROGADOR: Aww, crap. I bet these bars are unbreakable or are cursed against my kind or some crap and I have to wait for a young prince with ravishing looks to rescue me.

{The camera pans to the right to show Clyde behind Trogador.}

CLYDE: It's about time you woke up!

TROGADOR: {turns around} Clyde! There you are! Why did you explode?

CLYDE: That was a robot. They captured me and replaced me when I was heading home from prison.

TROGADOR: That seems...a little pointless.

CLYDE: I agree, these villains must be low-grade.

{A door on the left breaks open. John, carrying a torch, runs in.}

TROGADOR: {turns around} At least my ravishing prince isn't a stranger...

JOHN: No time for compliments, Trog.

{John walks over to the cage and unlocks it. Trogador and Clyde walk out.}

TROGADOR: So where are we?

JOHN: This is the Master Castle. There's obviously some big stuff going on if they're imprisoning you.

TROGADOR: Maybe this is just the lair of an obsessive fan! You know, I tried to kill one of those a little while ago, he might be-

JOHN: Ollie's not back for another few emails.

TROGADOR: But his arc is ripe for continuation if you ask me.

JOHN: So is the Master one. Now, let's get out of here.

{John, Trogador, and Clyde walk out of the room and into the hallway. It is a stone hallway, with torches on the wall. Kray and Drew are waiting for them.}

KRAY: Ah, there ya are! We been lookin' all over for ya!

JOHN: You wanted to leave him here and escape the castle.

KRAY: It woulda been for his own good!

TROGADOR: Guys, there's no time to question Kray's mutinous tendencies. There's some evil guy who set off a bomb and locked us up in here, and we have to find them and stop them.

CLYDE: How do we get out of here?

DREW: The door.

{The camera pans behind Drew to show a wooden door.}

TROGADOR: Is that unlocked?

DREW: Yeah.

CLYDE: I'm tellin' ya, these villains must suck. Nick is better than these amateurs!

{cut to the next room over. Everybody emerges into the room and gasps. The camera pans over to show all of the Bosses, laying down in prison cells in the walls. They are all yelling.}

TAMPO: Hey, Trogador, friend, so glad to see you! Come over here, man, come on!
SAARGTSSON: Ay! Ay! I command you to get me away from thessse lunaticsss!
THE LIEKAND: I might murder you if you rescue me. Might not.

TROGADOR: What the crap is going on here?

BRODY: We got captured a little while ago and stuffed into here.

TROGADOR: Who did it?

HARVAX XVII: I din't get a good look at 'em, but 'e was black. Dark armored and all.

SAARGTSSON: {rolls eyes} There he goes again...

NEBULON: Hey, it's not his fault, he's from a different time!

BRODY: That's not an excuse!

TROGADOR: People, shut up, or I won't get you out of here!

TAMPO: Oh, screw that! I'll just get us all out of here myself.

{Tampo opens his cell door and hovers out. He starts unlocking the other doors.}

STLUNKO: You've been able to escape the cell all this time?

EKERSBY: Ajgh yghafg cig hbhaf sbhsg ugfad?

TAMPO: Yeah, what about it?

AN ICE MACHINE: AN ICE MACHINE IS BECOMING ANGRY AND HOSTILE!

SAARGTSSON: Get 'em!

{The other Bosses all jump at Tampo and start attacking him. The camera pans over to the right to show stairs.}

JOHN: Hey, stairs.

{Trogador and Co. walk past the battle and up the stairs. Cut to a hallway that is entirely steel. The entrance to another, larger room is in this hallway. The room contains a large spaceship. Black Astromunds are everywhere. Master S and Otto are walking up to the spaceship. Trogador and Co. reach the entrance, and Trogador peers his head in.}

TROGADOR: Okay, we're at a launch station. There's a spaceship, and....no way!

JOHN: What?

TROGADOR: That dude over there {the camera zooms in on Master S} is the guy who conquered Challenge City in the future! {cut back to Trogador and Co}

DREW: Isn't that a coinky-dink?

JOHN: No, that's no coincidence...oh my Winner. This is The Revolution!

CLYDE: Ya think? I came to that realization like 8 hours ago.

JOHN: And you didn't tell us?!

CLYDE: I thought if I figured it out you all must have too!

TROGADOR: Whatever, guys, it doesn't matter now. All that matters is us boarding that spaceship.

DREW: How are we gonna get through there?

KRAY: Ya, that place is swarmin'!

TROGADOR: Oh...I have an idea.

{Trogador blows fire all over the room, starting multiple flames. An alarm goes off and sprinkles start. Astromunds are sent in panic.}

MASTER S: What in the-?

OTTO: Master, master, get out of the way!

{Otto starts to shove Master S out of the room. Once it's clear, Trogador and Co. run into the spaceship. A few seconds later, the alarm stops, and Astromunds come marching back in, with Master S and Otto leading them. Master S and Otto get on the spaceship.}

MASTER S: Lift-off, men!

OTTO: Uhh, sir, don't you want to close the doors first?

MASTER S: Oh, no no no, Otto. I want to get a good glimpse of Challenge City before I...well, you know.

OTTO: Oh...of course, sir.

{The spaceship starts to fly up. We see it exit The Master Castle and pan over to a view of Challenge City. Smoke is coming up from it. Cut to Master S and Otto, standing on the ledge of the entrance.}

MASTER S: Well, Otto, I'm afraid I'm going to have to terminate your employment.

OTTO: W-what?!

MASTER S: You've been a valued member of my organization, but I'm not going to need a sidekick. I also don't like being touched. I hope you find employment elsewhere...maybe as a casket-filler.

{Master S pushes Otto off the ledge. He laughs to himself.}

MASTER S: Now that all my loose ends are tied up, I can finally take a knife to this knot...

{The camera cuts to Challenge City and then pans back to Master S. He sighs and walks into the ship. The door closes. Cut to The Temple - specifically, The Living Room. All is peaceful and quiet, but a crashing noise is soon heard. Stinkoman walks into the center of the room, looking around.}

STINKOMAN: Alright, dragon! Come and...{waving arms around} come and fight me!

{Stinkoman falls over and groans. He gets back up and sits down on the couch.}

STINKOMAN: He's not here...oh my Winner...look at me, look at what I've become. I'm not a hero, I'm a disgrace...

{Stinkoman gets off the couch and goes over to the broken window. He sees a large space station hovering.}

STINKOMAN: Gasp! That space station looks evil...I have to stop it. I'll take this sky station and battle it! I'll defend the city better than that stupid dragon ever could have!

{Stinkoman runs off. Cut to The Space Station. The spaceship enters it and lands. Master S exits and several Black Astromunds follow him out of the room.}

MASTER S: I will be in the Control Room. Get in positions, men. We start at 0700.

{Master S and all the Astromunds leave the docking bay, heading in different directions. A few seconds later, Trogador and Co. climb out of the ship and walk to the center of the room.}

TROGADOR: Okay, guys, we're here, and I'm pretty sure he went {points to his right} that way. Now, we have to get a good method: full-on viking warrior, or ninja sneak attack?

KRAY: Viking, we can take 'em!

TROGADOR: All in favor?

EVERYBODY: Aye.

TROGADOR: It's settled then. Men, ready your weapons!

{Kray takes out two plasma cutlasses. John takes out two small laser pistols. Clyde wields a chainsaw and revs it up. Drew hovers, his eyes red.}

TROGADOR: Charge!

{They all run forward and into a large circular room. The room has a chair hovering in the center, and TV screens on the walls. A large window is the back wall. Master S stands by the window, looking out at Planet K.}

MASTER S: Look at it...so beautiful. The greatest planet in our universe. Fittingly enough, it's tearing itself apart. {turns around}

CLYDE: Are you gonna give us a B-grade monologue now?

MASTER S: I've been watching you, Trogador. I've been spying on you since our little Pluto affair. And when you escaped your cell, I knew. When you started a fire, I could tell. And when you boarded my ship, I let you stay. Why, do you ask? Well, I'm a firm believer in the principles old villainy, and I think I should treat my nemesis with as much respect and dignity as my mentors did.

TROGADOR: I don't know who you are, but I know what you're gonna do. And all this fancy monologuing isn't going to distract us.

MASTER S: You don't know me? Odd. I know all of you very well. The pirate sidekick of yours, Kray Krew Kravenbeard. Son of a fearsome pirate captain. Was on the run for five years before settling in with Trogador. And you, Johnathan George Jefferson. A promising student at Challenge City University until you were kicked out for supposedly experimenting on others. You've been angry at the world ever since, but can't decide whether you want to help it or destroy it. I can go on and on, but the point is, I know who are, and I know your strengths and weaknesses. I know what I'm up against.

CLYDE: {yawns} Typical, typical...

{cut to Trogador's Nest. Stinkoman walks in and sighs. He falls down on the nest.}

STINKOMAN: It's pointless. I'm not gonna find an engine room...I'm not the guy, I'm just a kid...

{Suddenly, Stinkoman crashes through the nest, and finds himself in a small room with television screens and a wheel. He gasps.}

STINKOMAN: The engine room! I knew I'd find it!

{Stinkoman walks over to the wheel and starts to turn it. The image on the screens changes to that of the far-away space station, which is getting closer and closer.}

{cut to the Space Station. Everybody is still in the room.}

TROGADOR: But...why? Why are you doing all of this?

MASTER S: Trogador, Trogador, Trogador. You know this better than anyone. Challenge City has been in a sharp decline ever since 20X0. Crime is on the rise, and who do we have to protect us? A halfwit dragon and a scandalous drunk. It wasn't always that way. There used to be people with real character, integrity in Challenge City. They stood up for what was right....they were heroes. Challenge City needs heroes, but it can't produce them in the state it's in now. And that's what I'm going to destroy it.

{A large laser emerges from the Space Station, which is pointed at Challenge City.}

MASTER S: You see, these terrible, holographic people, Midnight Guards, they invaded Challenge City and soon, they're going to set off an explosion. The explosion will decimate the entire city and kill millions. And I will be there to collect the spoils. I will arrive in Challenge City, with words of hope. I will unite Challenge City, and I will rebuild Challenge City. I will be the hero Challenge City deserves.

TROGADOR: You're not a hero, I saw what your goals are! You want to be a dictator!

MASTER S: I know you won't understand this, Trogador. I don't expect you to. All I ask is for you to quietly sit back. Do it for the city, Trogador.

TROGADOR: And if we don't?

MASTER S: Well, you have no choice in the matter. In a short moment, Challenge City will be hell. But just to make sure....Jack! Eddie!

{Jack and Eddie spring out and shoot taser guns at our heroes. Sad orchestral music starts playing. We see our heroes being carted down hallways looking grim. We then cut to Master S looking out the window, his hands behind his back. Then we cut to a small prison cabin. A door opens, and our heroes are pushed in. The door slams shut.}

TROGADOR: {yelling over music} Hey, hey, you guys! Stop it!

{The camera pans over to show a whole orchestra tied up on the far wall.}

CONDUCTOR: Sorry.

{The camera pans over so they are not in the shot.}

DREW: Mr. Trogador, what do we now?

TROGADOR: That guy, S, he was right....there is nothing we can do.

CLYDE: Aren't you a God? Can't you just use your God powers and blow up everything evil?!?

TROGADOR: One, I'm not a God, and even if I was, there would be nothing I could do. It's not like we can pull magic god-dust out of our-

{Suddenly, the door explodes backwards. Z walks into the room, carrying two laser rifles.}

EVERYBODY: Z!

KRAY: Ah'm gonna hug you!

MASTER Z: Now, now, now's not the time for hugging. We have to act fast. Hurry, to the control room. I'll take care of the laser.

{Everybody but Trogador and Z leave the room.}

TROGADOR: Z, I, uhh...

MASTER Z: Trogador, I only hope this changes your opinion of me.

TROGADOR: Yeah, well, thanks. You should be getting off...to the laser now and all.

MASTER Z: Gladly.

{cut to outside the Space Station. Dramatic music plays. A green attack ship slowly flies out of the space station and circles it. The ship flies by the laser and shoots at it. It circles it, shooting. In no time at all, the laser crumbles and breaks off. Black attack ships exit the Space Station, and it starts to battle them. Cut to Master S, looking out the window. His hands are on the glass and he looks desperate. The camera pans over to show Trogador and Co. waiting for him. He turns around.}

MASTER S: Your friend shouldn't have done that. Now my army will come take you away, and I'll make sure you won't be in a prison cell.

TROGADOR: Kray, John, Clyde, Drew. Leave the room. Fight off the troops.

KRAY: We're not-

TROGADOR: {angrily} I said leave the room!

{Kray sighs and nods, and they all leave. Trogador steps forward.}

TROGADOR: So, it's just you...and me.

MASTER S: If you think you're going to be leaving here, you're going to be sorely disappointed.

TROGADOR: As long as you're stuck, I'm good.

MASTER S: Are you sure you want to fight me?

TROGADOR: If you think I'm just gonna let you beat me up, you're going to be sorely disappointed.

{Master S pulls out a small sword base. A red plasma shovel comes out of it, and he spins it around, tossing it from hand to hand. He catches it in his right hand and runs forward, swinging the shovel. Trogador jumps over him and throws a few punches, which Master S dodges. Master S jumps and does a flip, slashing with the sword. Trogador flies backwards and then breathes fire, which Master S deflects. Master S leaps over Trogador and has his back to a wall. Trogador flies over to him and punches at him, missing him and putting cracks in the wall. Master S moves forward, hacking at Trogador, who continues to move backwards. Trogador swipes at Master S with his tail, and Master S jumps on it and springs up, doing flips in the air. Trogador flies beside him, and both of them land on the rafters. Master S slides under Trogador, who jumps up. He lands back down, and the rafters shake.}

MASTER S: I don't think you should continue jumping, you'll kill both of us.

TROGADOR: Fine by me!

{Trogador jumps again and the rafters come crashing down. Trogador hovers up by the ceiling while Master S falls with rubble coming behind him. A deafening crashing noise is heard, and Trogador flies down to the floor. He walks through the room, observing the damage. Master S is crushed under rubble.}

MASTER S: You...you think you've {cough} won?

TROGADOR: Well, when your opponent is in the middle of dying, I'd say you'd be in the lead.

MASTER S: Oh, you'll die soon enough, my friend...you're going down with me. The rubble blocked out the door, and...just look out the window.

{Trogador looks out the window and sees The Temple heading for the Space Station. He turns back to Master S. Master S starts chuckling and then starts coughing. He continues to cough violently for a few seconds, and then whimpers one last chuckle. His head hits the floor, and he stops moving. Trogador sits there for a while, in silence.}

TROGADOR: {sighs} And here I am, doomed by myself. Huh...I don't see my life flashing before me. I wanted to relive the 1970's, awww...

{Suddenly, the green attack ship crashes through the window. A door opens, and Master Z is standing there.}

MASTER Z: Your life won't flash before your eyes unless you're dying, Trogador.

TROGADOR: Z! I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean what I-

MASTER Z: No time for apologies. Get in.

{Trogador runs in the attack ship and the door closes. It speeds off. Cut to the inside. Master Z is piloting the ship, while everybody else sits around, talking. Trogador is staring outside the window, watching The Temple reach the Space Station. It collides, and an explosion immediately erupts. Trogador looks away, visibly distressed.}

DREW: What's wrong, Mr. Trogador? You're a hero! You saved the city!

TROGADOR: Yeah, but now we don't have a home. And that home was sweet! I kept all my stuff in there, and I had some awesome stuff!

KRAY: Don' worry, Trog, there are more importan' things in life than materials.

JOHN: Kray is tehnically correct, but seriously, man, material possessions come first. There'll be a penthouse waiting for us.

MASTER Z: It won't be waiting too much longer. We're landing, friends!

{Cut to Town Square. A crowd of Astromunds surrounds the attack ship. Everybody emerges from it, and the Astromunds cheer. Mayorbot hops forward, over to Trogador.}

MAYORBOT: Trogador, you've done it again! You and all your friends have saved us!

TROGADOR: Eh, it was nothing, really.

MAYORBOT: No, Trogador, no, it's something! We're preparing another ceremony in your honor, I want some input soon!

{Mayorbot bounces away. Tampo hovers over to Trogador.}

TAMPO: Congratulations, Trogador.

TROGADOR: Thanks, Tampo. Say, where's Brody and Stlunko?

TAMPO: Well...after the whole unlocking fiasco, they believed they couldn't trust me, and kicked me out of The Bosses organization. Shortly afterwards the organization disbanded. We...broke up.

TROGADOR: Oh, wow, I'm so sorry.

TAMPO: Oh, don't be, I'm fine...but I could be better.

TROGADOR: Well, anything you want me to do, I...probably won't do, but hey, it's worth a shot.

TAMPO: Well, your home exploded, correct? And I was often relying on Brody and Stlunko to help pay the rent on The Warehouse - it's so expensive, you know. And I was wondering...

TROGADOR: Are you...are you inviting me and my friends to live with you?

TAMPO: ...yes.

{Trogador hugs Tampo.}

TROGADOR: Thank you, thank you so much!

{Tampo pushes back.}

TAMPO: Hey, hands off, idiot! Now, since I don't have a job, what I mean by helping pay the rent is paying it entirely. It's 50,000 a month. See you later.

{Tampo hovers away. Everybody walks up to Trogador.}

JOHN: So, where's the penthouse?

TROGADOR: Oh, I have something even better than a penthouse.

{cut to outside Tampo's Warehouse. Everybody stands there in disbelief.}

JOHN: This is in no way better than a penthouse.

MASTER Z: This is terrible, Trogador, I had to go here three times a month and it was horrible every time.

CLYDE: You're such a disappointment.

TROGADOR: Hey, guys, I know it's not the best, but you know what? We have each other. And that's what matters.

{Everybody groans and walks into The Warehouse. The camera pans up to the sky of Challenge City. The words "THE END" fade into the sky.}

THE END!

Fun Facts

• In the original draft of the beginning, Z was not kicked out of the house.
  
• "Blackjack and h-" is a reference to a Futurama episode where Bender, after being thrown out of a theme park (I think), vows to make his own theme park, with blackjack and hookers.