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Im a bell personifies Alpha Cram and he fixes a video game.

Summary

Cast (in order of their appearance): belstrnnmmvnmn, Personified Alpha Cram, Bubs, Strong Bad, The Wheelchair, CASIO Keyboard-Head Strong Bad, Eh Steve, Coach Z, Tamabelli.

Places: Im a bell's computer room, The field, Sweet Cuppin' Cakes, Sweet Puttin' Cakes Golf-Golf Puttiature

Transcript

Alpha Cram & Tamabellis

Dear Im a bell,
Being a tech genius, I have designed a progrum

LIGHTNING GUY: I love how this tech genius can't even spell "program".

that'll delete Alpha Cram. Also, my Tamabelli keeps freakin' dying!

Cheers,
Tyson Wolf

attachment:alphacramgoboom.exe

IM A BELL:{typing} Wait, you really can get rid of him? Download that mess!

LIGHTNING GUY: Look at how much he's learned from the last email.

{Im a bell clicks on the attachment. The screen reads "Mess downloaded". Alpha Cram appears onscreen and explodes. Flames shoot out of the keyboard. a ;: key hits the screen}

IM A BELL: Woah. Aw, did the little toe have to be sacrificed? Wait, I DESTROYED ALPHA CRAM!!!!{stops typing} Sorry, my capitals {pronounced as "Caah-Py-Tellssssss"} had locked on tight. Wait, what did I just say?

LIGHTNING GUY: You expect us to know.

{pan out to show some PBTC-Style Im a bell standing beside Im a bell}

PBTC IM A BELL: Hellote! I are The Greek First Jam!

IM A BELL: Wait, I'd recognize that tenous grasp of the english language anywhere... YOU'RE

LIGHTNING GUY: IM A BELL

ALPHA CRAM!!! Crap. {typing} Hey, can you make me an "email-virus" blocker Wolfgang Puck? {stops typing} AAAAND... send!

{The Chimer 20X6 turns into Strong Mad's cardboard computer}

IM A BELL: Whuh-oh. I gotta go buy a shotgun from Bubs',

LIGHTNING GUY: Get an extra for me.

so, Alpha Cram, why don't you NOT eat Bling, how does that sound?

LIGHTNING GUY: I wouldn't worry. One look at Bling will turn anyone into a vegetarian.

{cut to the field. Bubs and Strong Bad are talking to eachother}

BUBS: Look Strong Bad, That DNA Evidence was-

{Bubs becomes The Wheelchair. Strong Bad becomes CASIO Keyboard-head Strong Bad}

{Lightning Guy becomes Professional Critic.}

THE WHEELCHAIR: -my Burle Holiday Cabbage!

{CASIO Keyboard-head Strong Bad plays the demo. The Field becomes Sweet Cuppin' Cakes. Eh Steve appears}

EH STEVE: EH, VIRUS'd!

PROFESSIONAL CRITIC: The monologue here is significantly brief. Try to add some allusions to poetry no one's ever heard of so it'll stand out more.

{cut back to the computer room}

IM A BELL: Man, this is frickin' annoying. I know how to fix this. Alpha Cram, can I-

ALPHA CRAM: Pleased to announce I is Alphonse Crammosa!

PROFESSIONAL CRITIC: The dialogue is a bit off-key. Try to jiggle the key a bit. That usually seems to work.

IM A BELL: Fine. Alphonse Crammosa, can I take you to go mini-golfing? Grood.

PROFESSIONAL CRITIC: The fabricated language is unnecessary and inconsistent. Try to use r's as the second letter of all the other words to better prevent confusion.

{cut to the Infinite 18th hole at Sweet Puttin' Cakes Golf-Golf Puttiature. Im a bell, Alpha Cram, and Coach Z are there}

IM A BELL: Get outta here, Coach.

{Im a bell pushes Coach Z off the 18th hole}

PROFESSIONAL CRITIC: The character development in lacking. Try to flesh out their personalities before you have them push others off deep holes. 300 is a good example of this.

COACH Z:{slowly gets quieter} Yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo......

IM A BELL: Here's your ball. Use it or else.

{cut to Im a bell back on the ground at Sweet Puttin' Cakes}

COACH Z:{in the distance} ...ooooooooooooooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!

{a dust cloud can be seen way behind Im a bell. Sweet Puttin' Cakes morphs back into Im a bell's computer room}

{Professional Critic morphs back into Lightning Guy.}

IM A BELL:{typing} Well, that's the last we'll see of him! Am I forgetting something? OH YEAH! The Tamabelli! Well, I have the Tamabelli DictatorTM and I know what every Tamabelli does. Yours keeps dying from lack of food and too much exercise. You see, you have The Tamabelli Of TownTM...

{cut to a screen. a fat Tamabelli with a crown is there}

IM A BELL: NOT Tamabelli ZTM!

{a skiny Tamabelli with Z on it appears}

IM A BELL: Look, try giving it the Tompkins Virus. Just hook the Tamabelli up to your computer via the EtherBellTM cable and press Escape, Control, Tab, Alt, both Shifts, Num Lock, and Tilde, change the Tamabelli's date to Thanksgiving, and give it some Turkey. It will be fed too much for a normal Tamabelli, and that will happen indefinitely, or until it's TamaHeartTM goes out. Well, g'bye!

{the paper comes down}

LIGHTNING GUY: Being a professional critic is boring. I'll stick to making snarky comments with little substance, like Roger Ebert.