Other Character Email Nebulon/remote
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Nebulon Email #16: "remote"
We continue the chronicles of the sidequests, and Ghype is replaced with Ekersby.
Date: March 15, 2006
Characters: Workbacks, Nebulon, Charles, NEB-1 Incarnate, Ekersby, Ghype, Stick Figure 1, Harvax XVII, NEB-1
Places: A Cage, A Field, Ghype's House, Ghype's Base
Length: 149 Lines
Transcript
{A TV is rolled into a room, showing a black and white film.}
GUY ON TV: Oh, hello. I'm Workbacks, popular unpoular Nebulon Emails character.
{A background appears, showing every single Nebulon Emails character.}
WORKBACKS: After three months of absence, most people have forgotten the complicated plot of Nebulon Emails, which are unneededly confusing. So I was hired to give a quick runthrough of the plot.
{A picture of Nebulon's base appears.}
WORKBACKS: This place was knocked down, which sent Nebulon running. He walked for many miles-
NEBULON: {offscreen} Can you please get to the point? No one really cares about you.
WORKBACKS: Ghype, a character, was a thingy that controled robots and he turned evil and died. Is that good?
NEBULON: Eh.
WORKBACKS: But what about the-
{White noise fills the screen. It fades out to show a computer with no one at it.}
'NEBULON: {offscreen} I'm over here.
{The camera cuts to him.}
CHARLES: Yes, I know that. Unless you were talking to the giant robot Stinkoman and 1-Up had dropped here.
NEBULON: You mean the one that looks exactly like me but the bottom is spinning?
CHARLES: No, I mean the other giant robot.
NEBULON: Was that sarcasm? And character? This is a breakthrough!
CHARLES: I thought you promised to stop doing that thing that everyone hates.
NEBULON: Right. So I guess we're going to have to have a fight scene.
NEB-1 INCARNATE: Ruff!
{It starts spinning towards Nebulon and Charles.}
NEBULON: "Ruff"?
CHARLES: Nebulon, what physics are included in making a seperation machine?
NEBULON: Erm, how am I supposed to know? The bases from the Figure come ready loaded with machinery.
CHARLES: What do you propose to do to it?
NEBULON: Why don't you fly into it? That always kills Stinkoman. By one health.
CHARLES: Stinkoman does not wear a shirt.
NEBULON: Neither does this.
{The NEB-1 Incarnate runs into Nebulon. Nebulon goes into a "hurt" pose and blows the NEB-1 Incarnate to the back of the room.}
NEBULON: Go!
{Charles begins moving, but he suddenly falls to the ground, along with the NEB-1 Incarnate. Lights flicker out in the distance.}
NEBULON: GHYPE!
{He grabs Charles and runs southeast. Fade out to show Ghype with a guitar.}
GHYPE: {playing and singing out of tune} Ah... I'm an evil pyramid. Yeah... I'm so evil. {pause} Ah.
EKERSBY: Whoa! Aren't you that ghy?
GHYPE: What?
EKERSBY: Are you or are you not that ghy?
GHYPE: Uh. Wha- you spelled "guy" wrong.
EKERSBY: Whoa, I did? My speling isn't too good. I'm a glitchy little.
GHYPE: ...where did you come from?
EKERSBY: Well Ghype, as you see, there are two planes to reality. The positive. The negative. And New York.
GHYPE: That's three.
EKERSBY: Yeah, well, my math is bad too. You're acting like Charles, by the way. Any particualr reason? Or-
GHYPE: No self refencing. Please, it hurts. Badly.
EKERSBY: Yes, well, as I was saying, there are four planes of reality. Now, if you add a negative number to a positive number, what do you get?
GHYPE: What the heck are you talking about? You can't add universes!
EKERSBY: Okay, okay, stay with me here.
{A sign appears, saying "667 seconds later..."}
EKERSBY: ...and that's the meaning of POSITIVE life.
GHYPE: {angrily} WHY ARE YOU HERE?
EKERSBY: Oh, right. How I got here.
GHYPE: Yes!
EKERSBY: Well, have you ever heard of the INTERNET?
GHYPE: Yes. Yes I have.
EKERSBY: Well, the negative universe has the OUTERNET.
GHYPE: Are there talking dogs and cats? And teenagers that live in an air force base?
EKERSBY: Uh... no. But children's books aside, the OUTERNET lets you go anywhere in the INTERNET.
GHYPE: Do telephone lines make you excited or something?
EKERSBY: So I ended up going to this site called Kingdom of Loathing-
{Screen fades. Two stick figures walk up.}
STICK FIGURE 1: Hello. I am from the game-
{A whole in the gray appears, and Nebulon blows the stick figures away.}
NEBULON: {offscreen} I'll teach you to advertise on MY show!
{The gray dissolves, the hole remaining.}
EKERSBY: and I used a plus sign.
OFFSCREEN VOICE: One of the many innvoative-
NEBULON: {offscreen} It's NEBU SMASH time!
{Sounds of violence continue.}
EKERSBY: and a HOLE IN REALITY appeared, and I ended up here.
GHYPE: Interesting. Well, I've got to rally the other two remotes to evil. See you later.
{He beams off.}
NEBULON: {offscreen} Hey, my old computer is behind the background! Ooh, and some Tic-Tacs.
{He comes out from behind the background, bringing the Mechy with him.}
NEBULON: Hey... why weren't you deactivated?
EKERSBY: Well, that's a long story. Do you want the long or short version?
NEBULON: How about the "one sentence" version?
EKERSBY: Ghype's not my remote.
NEBULON: Thanks. Can you make this robot {pushes Charles towards Ekersby} attached to your remote.
EKERSBY: Gee, I don't know. That would involve surgury lots.
NEBULON: Don't you have super glitch powers or something?
EKERSBY: Yes, but I can't harness them or anything.
NEBULON: Huh. Well, we can plug him into the computer.
{Nebulon takes a cable out of thin air and connects it to Charles and the computer. Charles flies into Nebulon.}
NEBULON: Ow.
CHARLES: Email.
NEBULON: Oh yeah. This is an email. I forgot.
{Nebulon turns the computer on, and a screen reads "You have 9 unread messages!"}
EKERSBY: I know I'm not one of you, but maybe you should answer more than one email.
CHARLES: Your genius amazes me.
NEBULON: You want to be one of us?
EKERSBY: Well no, not really-
NEBULON: All you have to do is rewire Ghype's house over there so that you become a remote.
EKERSBY: Well, I'm pretty sure that's not possible-
CHARLES: DO IT!
{Ekersby moves towards a burned down villiage.}
NEBULON: Well, email time.
{He presses a button. The email appears on the screen.}
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{Nebulon doesn't read the email.}
NEBULON: Yeah. This email sucks.
CHARLES: How long do you thank this cord is?
NEBULON: 10 feet?
CHARLES: {screech}
NEBULON: What? What? What? 3 meters, is that better?
CHARLES: ...yes... the imperial system short-circuits me...
NEBULON: Uh, yeah. Are you sure it wasn't the email?
CHARLES: Why would it be the email?
NEBULON: I don't know. Maybe it's a virus.
CHARLES: No, it's stupid units of measure. Next email!
NEBULON: Only I can do that!
{The next email appears.}
Hey Nebulus,
Have you play sabacc often times?
My husband does. He's cards are on fire.
-Leia
{Nebulon reads the email in a deep stereotypical asian accent.}
CHARLES: What did you do that for?
NEBULON: Wackiness. Uh, yeah, Leela, I think I played sabacc last night.
{Fade out to show Nebulon tied to a railroad track. That immage dissappears immediatly.}
NEBULON: Nope.
CHARLES: Sabacc: a fictional game in Star Wars.
NEBULON: Leela: you and your GEEK friends can watch archaic movies made for children, but don't email me about them!
CHARLES: Actually, Episode 34 came out yesterday.
NEBULON: Oh yeah? Did you watch it with your NERD friends?
CHARLES: Well, seeing as I was in another time period... no.
NEBULON: THANK YOU. Next.
Dear Neb-1,
How do you type with only two eyetennae
and four legs?
Sincerely,
20XGlitch
NEBULON: {begins reading, but stops at "Neb-1"} Oops, this email went to the wrong, um, reptile.
{He forwards the email.}
CHARLES: I thought we killed your clone.
NEBULON: Yeah, well, with Time Travel Email, anything is possible.
CHARLES: So what now?
NEBULON: I guess I'll answer more emails.
CHARLES: NO YOU FOOL!
NEBULON: Uh... yes. You pool.
CHARLES: You should only answer two thirds of your emails. Or people will never send us emails again.
NEBULON: Who cares? If they stop sending us emails, then we don't have to have wacky adventures. Ooh! I'll ask Stinkoman that in his email!
CHARLES: Wait, Stinkoman was acting stupider than usual a few... months ago at that cage. Maybe we should investigate-
NEBULON: Nah. Not enought time. I wonder how Ekersby is doing?
CHARLES: I taped a camera to his back, so we can see.
{Cut to a burned down house. Ekersby is inside.}
EKERSBY: Wow. This place needs some fixin' up. I guess I'll move. Upstairs. Uh, how do I move?
{He teleports upstairs.}
EKERSBY: Ah, here's the really really thing wire that connects that nice Egyptian robot to here. Such a shame.
{He pulls the wire by turning a Browntant lazer into a hand, and begins pulling it in. Cut to Ghype.}
GHYPE: Hey, did you guys slash girls slash... things poke me? CAUSE I'LL KILL YA!
{Zoom out to reveal two other robots.}
HARVAX XVII: Uh, no.
NEB-1: YOU'RE DEAD!
GHYPE: And so are you, but does that bother us? NO! Now, you two are remotes.
NEB-1: WHAT'S REMOTE?
GHYPE: A Remote is a robot that controls ather robots. Any questions?
NEB-1: HOW CAN CLONE BE ROBOT?
GHYPE: You - you're supposed to be dumb!
NEB-1: SQUARE OF HYPOTONUSE IS THE SQUARES OF THE OTHER SIDES ON RIGHT TRIANGLE!
HARVAX XVII: Uh... I'm going to go now. Away. To join Nebulon or something. Or go make an out of court settlement with Matt Maiellaro. Seems Nebulon never goes to the trials.
GHYPE: Referential.
{Cut back to Nebulon.}
CHARLES: Go away.
{The Paper falls.}
Easter Eggs
- Click on Charles to see:
NEB-1: TIME CHECK EMAIL.
Dear Neb-1,
How do you type with only two eyetennae
and four legs?
Sincerely,
20XGlitch
NEB-1: SMART ARE TELEPATHIC!
{Neb-1 backs up to the edge of the room and continues typing.}
NEB-1: I DO BIRTHDAY PARTIES!
Fun Facts
- The "Outernet" is a seires of books for children.
- Neb-1 references the Pythagorean Theorum at the end of the email.
- Matt Maiellaro is the creator of Aqua Teen Hunger Force, which Nebulon emails accidentally have been resembling.
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