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The New Trogador Adventures

Episode 002.5: Birthday 20X8
Since Trogador was in the future, he never got to celebrate his email show's birthday. WELL LET'S REMEDY THAT

Transcript

{cut to black screen that says "IN A.D 20X8". The screen then changes it's text it to " STUPID DRAGON IN THE FUTURE SOMEHOW DIDN'T CELEBRATE HIS SHOW'S BIRTHDAY. THIS STUPID DRAGON IS...". A few seconds after this comes up, the screen goes black, and the word "TROGADOR" comes up in orange letters. 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 Temple. Kray and Drew are in the Kitchen, reading a cookbook.}

KRAY: It says here we need 10 Grundy eggs for the cake.

DREW: Well, that's just Arkansas in July, because we're all out, and I don't know where we can buy more...

KRAY: Stinkoman's a real Grundy fan, y'know...I would bet his kitchen is loaded.

DREW: Doesn't have all sorts of high-tech security lasers that'll turn you into a puddle or something?

KRAY: Please, I rain Stinko's f ridge all the time. I'll be back in a jiffy.

{Kray leaves the kitchen. Drew goes back to reading the book as Clyde runs in.}

CLYDE: I heard the word "jiffy", I call dibs on some popcorn!

DREW: We aren't making popcorn, Clyde.

CLYDE: {angrily} Then what sort of jiffy are you making?

DREW: We're baking a cake for Mister Trogador. His shows birthday was 3 months ago and we didn't do anything.

CLYDE: Well why not?

DREW: Dystopian future in 30X8 ring a bell?

CLYDE: Oh, yeah, that. The sky sure was pretty there...

DREW: The sky was blood-red and filled with thunderclouds.

CLYDE: And that is beautiful.

DREW: Make yourself useful, Clyde, go get me some grade-A power lava. The cake needs some spice.

CLYDE: {salutes...somehow} I'm on it, Sarge!

{Clyde runs back out of the Kitchen. Drew goes back to his book.}

{cut to Stinkoman HQ. Kray slips in through the top window and into the Kitchen.}

KRAY: Wooh, something smells mighty awful in here! Wonder what Stinko-dork is doing...

{the camera pans over to an oven in the distance. 1-Up is standing at it, with a bag of popcorn inside of it.}

1-UP: Stinkoman told me to make him popcorn!

{the camera pans back to Kray. He is sneaking along on a platform when he trips into a pile of pots and pans. A loud crash is subsequently made.}

1-UP: {in the distance} Santa Claus, is it you? You're early this year!

KRAY: Ergh! Who just has piles of pots 'n pans laying' 'round?

1-UP: {runs onscreen} Hi Santa Claus! You look different!

KRAY: {gets up} Oh, um...ho ho ho, 1-Up! You've been a good boy this year, so I'm here to get your presents early...or something.

1-UP: {jumping up and down} Yay for presents!

KRAY: Now, if you just show me where you keep your Grundy eggs, I'll be able to give your present.

1-UP: Ooh, ooh, follow me, follow me!

{1-Up runs to the right. Kray follows him. They stop at a large box with eggs piling out of it. The box is labeled "CHICKENS".}

1-UP: Here are the eggs, Tooth Fairy!

KRAY: Oh, thanks, 1-Up! If you'd just run into that box there, that'd be great...

1-UP: Anything for you, Easter Bunny!

{1-Up runs into the box and falls back. The eggs fall down on top of them, burying him.}

KRAY: Sucker...

{cut to a tunnel in The Lava Zone. A large red door is at the end of it. Two Poorbts run towards it, screaming. One of the Poorbts trips as soon he gets on screen}

POORBT 1: He's got me, Jim, he's got me! Help me, Jim, help!

POORBT 2: It's every Poorbt for themselves, man!

{Poorbt 1 is then dragged off-camera. Screaming is heard. Jim backs away in terror and starts to run when a rock flies at him and hits him. Clyde comes on camera from where Poorbt 1 was.}

CLYDE: I might have spared if you helped your friend, but I guess it's too late for that, isn't it?

JIM: {whimpering} Please, man, don't do this! I have a wife! I have two kids! Little Bobby and Becky! I have a dog! Please, man, please! {begins to cry}

CLYDE: You made your decision already, Jim. It's time for your comeuppance.

{cut to inside the door. Saargtsson is sitting in a red chair. Tampo, Brody, and Stlunko sit in front of him. Banging and screaming is heard from the outside.}

SAARGTSSON: Ssso, fellasss, I think that moving power crunch manufacturing into your ressspective domainsss would benefit the big operation.

TAMPO: I'm not convinced, Mr. Tsson. Power crunches barely benefit us financially at all.

BRODY: And besides, only one person in the entire city buys them!

SAARGTSSON: Tampo, Brody, come on! We all need thisss!

STLUNKO: It would seem that you are the only one here that needs this. It is my understanding that you have been falling drastically beneath quota, and if my calculator is correct, your paranoia levels have increased 70% since the last financial quarter.

SAARGTSSON: Listen, you glorified paperweight, I'll-FOR THE LOVE OF MASTER, WHAT DO YOU WANT?

{Saargtsson slithers over to the door, where the noise seems to have stopped. Clyde sits at it. He coughs a Poorbt hand.}

SAARGTSSON: What in the world?

CLYDE: Umm, ignore the ghost that just spit up a hand in front of you. It's all an illusion. Ooooooooooooo.

{cut back to The Kitchen. Kray is stuffing the eggs into his pocket when Stinkoman appears behind him.}

STINKOMAN: WHAAAAAAAAAt are you doing, Not 1-Up?

KRAY: Err...uh...ho-ho-ho?

STINKOMAN: I think this guy is asking for a CHAAAAAAAAAAAlenge! What do you say, studio audience?

{the camera cuts back to show two Astromunds sitting in bleachers watching.}

ASTROMUND 1: Challenge! Challenge! Challenge! Challenge!

ASTROMUND 2: OHMYMASTERI'MONTHESTINKOMANSHOWAUGHUGUHHFSAAAA111111

STINKOMAN: 1 out of 2 Astromunds agree, YOU ARE ASKING FOR A CHALLENGE!

{Stinkoman dropkicks Kray.}

KRAY: {gets up} If it's eh fight you be hungerin' for, then meet the hand that feeds!

{Kray sucker punches Stinkoman in the face.}

STINKOMAN: Nice shot, LOSER-BRAIN!

{Studio audience laughs. Stinkoman smiles. Kray sucker punches him again. Stinkoman jumps on top of Kray's shoulders and starts punching him. Kray flings him off, but Stinkoman lands on his feet and runs at him.}

{cut to The Lava Zone. Saargtsson has his tial wrapped around Clyde, choking him.}

SAARGTSSON: SAY IT!

CLYDE: NEVER!

SAARGTSSON: SAY IT OR I'LL SAY AN INTERNET MEME!

CLYDE: I CAN TAKE IT, YOU OVERSIZED GARDEN SNAKE!

SAARGTSSON: NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP!

CLYDE: NEVER GONNA GIVE IN, SNAKEY!

SAARGTSSON: DO A BARREL ROLL!

CLYDE: ERUGH...IS THAT THE BEST YOU GOT?

SAARGTSSON:

CLYDE: AUGH! UNCLE, UNCLE! There...

SAARGTSSON: Heh. Wimp.

{Saargtsson throws Clyde up through the tunnel ceiling.}

{cut back to The Kitchen. Kray stands dangerously close to one of the large windows. Stinkoman jumps at him and the two fly out.}

STINKOMAN: Look what you made me do, dork-brain!

{Studio audience laughter.}

KRAY: See ya later, Dorkoman!

{Kray flings himself up and leaves Stinkoman to fall to the ground.}

STINKOMAN: Aww man...now I'm the dork-brain.

{Reluctant studio audience laughter.}

{cut to Kray falling down, slightly ahead of Stinkoman.}

KRAY: I should have thought this through better...

{Clyde flies up screaming and hits Kray, taking him up with him. The two keep on going up until they crash through the floor of The Kitchen in The Temple.}

DREW: So, are you two back with the stuff?

{Kray takes out some eggs. Clyde takes out a cup of lava.}

DREW: Good, good...but now I need some super-cold frosting from The Ice Zone! Will one of you get it for me!

{Kray grunts and punches Drew, knocking him down to the floor. He walks out and takes the eggs and the lava with him. He walks over to Trogador, who is sitting on the couch, watching TV.}

KRAY: {gives Trogador the eggs and lava} Here's your birthday present, Jerk-ador.

TROGADOR: Umm...thanks?

{Trogador shrugs and opens up the cup of lava. He pours it down his throat and immediately falls to the floor, breathing fire.}

TROGADOR: WATER! NEED...WATER!

KRAY: You can go to the Aqua Zone and get your water yourself...

{Kray walks away. Trogador is still breathing fire.}

THE END!

Fun Facts

  • The Internet memes seen in the email are "Rickroll'd", "Do A Barrel Roll", and "The Awesome Smiley".