Records Of Bell/Records/24

Summary

Bell and co get trapped in the internet.

Cast: Im a bell, Tracy, Sarah, Mature Bling, Don Skull, Nerd, Otaku, Various People, Robert J. Webnet

Places: Bling's Living Room, Internet

Episode Information: 405-Always Bring A Game Guide With You

Insult: nightmare fuel gas station attendants

Credit Joke: Rowan Atkinson

Transcript

{open to Bell in Bling's living room}

IM A BELL: ...WIBBLE. {runs up to the camera and licks it.

{cue opening theme. cut back to the living room. Everyone but Don Skull are there}

DON SKULL:{runs in(as the Flightskull with a metal dummy inside. He is holding something} Hey, guys! Look what we got in the mail!

TRACY: Lemme see that.

{Don Skull throws the thing to Tracy}

TRACY: Hmm... Super Smash Bros. Riot? Strange. I didn't know there was a new Smash game coming out. And I would know.

IM A BELL: Bah, it wouldn't hurt to play it.

TRACY: I suppose you're right. {opens the case, takes out the game disc, puts it into a previously unseen Wii hooked up to a TV, turns the Wii on}

{all the necessary things you need to do before starting a Brawl occur, but instead of Brawl it's Riot}

IM A BELL: ...What the {bleep}? They don't have KIRBY? This CAN'T be a real Smash Bros. game. Sakurai would NEVER leave out his own character.

TRACY: Well, at least nothing strange is happening, like a vortex appears on the TV and metal tentacles come out of it and drag everyone in.

{a vortex appears on the TV and metal tentacles come out of it and drag everyone in}

SARAH: ...You just HAD to say it, didn't you?

MATURE BLING: ...Why do I have the feeling that all the Sarah fanboys are squealing with delight when seeing her being held by tentacles?

SARAH: ...Shut up.

MATURE BLING: YES SIR.

SARAH:{kicks MB in the nuts} The tentacles didn't restrain ALL of my limbs.

MATURE BLING: ...Ow.

{the faint sound of the start of a doorbell is heard. cut to a pitch black city with green outlines. there are metal tentacles dragging Bell and co out of the vortex and let them go}

TRACY: ....Well, THAT was pointless. {walks toward the vortex, it disappears} ...Crap.

IM A BELL: ...Great. JUST great. We're stuck in some Tron-like place for who knows how long.

MATURE BLING: I suggest we start trying to find out where we are.

IM A BELL:{sarcastic} Gee, ya think?! {normal} C'mon. I think I see something over there.

{cut to a place seemingly like a city's downtown, but still with the black and green motif. It is seemingly empty. Bell and co walk in}

IM A BELL: Hmm... I believe we've been sucked into the internet.

DON SKULL: ...You stole this from The SkullB Show, didn't you?

IM A BELL: ...I did subconsciously.

DON SKULL: Hmm. Unintended plagiarism. Strange.

IM A BELL: Yeah.

SARAH: I wonder how long we'll be here.

IM A BELL: I have no idea. I wonder if anyone's here...

{a nerd walks up wearing a The SkullB Show shirt}

NERD: You look familiar. Have I seen you on TV?

IM A BELL: Records of Bell. It comes on after the SkullB Show.

NERD: Oh yeah, I saw that show once. Too much innuendo.

IM A BELL: ... {punches the nerd}

NERD: ...Ow.

IM A BELL: C'mon. Let's go find someone who's actually a FAN of us.

{cut to a few yards away. A fat otaku carrying a portfolio walks out of a hentai shop}

OTAKU: Hmph...

IM A BELL: Somethin' wrong?

OTAKU: The owner of the store rejected my Doujin-OH MY GOD YOU'RE BELL.

TRACY: And of course it's the PERVERTS that like us...

IM A BELL: Quiet, you. Um, yeah it's me.

OTAKU: RECORDS OF BELL IS MY FAVORITE LIVE-ACTION SHOW.

IM A BELL: ...Nice. ...So, what is that rejected doujin OF, anyway?

OTAKU: ...You.

IM A BELL: ...Huh. Lemme see it.

OTAKU:{pulls a small book out of the portfolio, hands it to Bell} Here.

IM A BELL:{reads} Well, no wonder he rejected it! This is all wrong! Here,use this as a reference for me. {takes out a picture, hands it to the otaku}

OTAKU: ...Why do you carry around a picture of yourself naked?

IM A BELL: You never know when it might come up in a conversation.

OTAKU: ... Ookay... Anything else I should change?

IM A BELL: Well, regarding Sarah-

OTAKU: Do you have a picture of HER?

IM A BELL: ...You pervert. Anyways, you left out one thing. Remember Episode 3, where she mentions a tattoo that cannot be shown on television?

OTAKU: OH YEAH! Right, I'll change this right away! {runs off}

SARAH: ...Okay, this is getting better. But, why is it all wire-framey? Shouldn't there at least be a sky or something?

{a blue sky appears}

IM A BELL: ...Wow. ...Shouldn't the building all be normal?

{the buildings become average shops}

IM A BELL: ...Okay, um, and, shouldn't there be like a road or grass or something?

{sidewalks and roads and grass appears}

TRACY: ...This is getting weird. Um... Hey, shouldn't this place be bigger and more... Realistic? Like mountains, and things like that? I mean, all there is is this small place right here and everything else is just wide open fields.

{mountains appear in the distance, this place starts to look like an average city}

MATURE BLING: And these shops are all empty...

{people appear in the windows of the shops}

DON SKULL: Speaking of people, besides those you just thought up, this place is completely empty. Where IS everyone?

{many, many people appear, startled. A fat man in a suit runs up to Bell and co}

FAT MAN: Thank you all. You released us from the Pan-Galactic Recycle Bin. We were trapped in there until you all arrived and undeleted us.

IM A BELL: WITH OUR MINDS.

FAT MAN: ...Right.

DON SKULL: So, why were you all deleted?

FAT MAN: Well, this idiotic hacker programmed a fake SSB game, and it released a virus that deleted everything.

IM A BELL: ...Strange. We received that game in the mail, just earlier today. And then a portal to here ripped open and we were pulled in by tentacles and I just realized that Tracy created that and he's a stupid git. {turns around and kicks Tracy in the nuts}

FAT MAN: Oh, where are my manners? Ahem, I am Robert J. Webnet, this city's mayor.

IM A BELL: Nice to meet you. So, how long will we be stuck here?

WEBNET: A while, likely.

IM A BELL: ...Crap.

{cue credits}