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The New Trogador Adventures

Episode 011: Tennis
Trogador investigates a crime against nature and parodies old movies.

Transcript

{cut to black screen that says "IN A.D 20X8". The screen then changes it's text it to "A DRAGON GOT INTO A BOSS BATTLE WITH EDWARD BROCK. 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. John is sitting on the couch when Trogador walks in.}

JOHN: So how was the charity event?

TROGADOR: Awful. You know, I'm kind of sick of all this fame already!

JOHN: But you've only been famous for a week!

TROGADOR: I know, but it's just so tiring...sometimes I wish I didn't fight Pluto...

JOHN: But then we'd all be dead!

TROGADOR: I know, but dead's better than famous!

{Trogador hears a ding.}

JOHN: Hey, that's your TrogPilot. Answer an email to take your mind off fame.

TROGADOR: I suppose you're right...

{Trogador takes out the TrogPilot.}

TROGADOR: Emails are good. and that's the best I can do!

TROGADOR: ...that doesn't make any sense.

JOHN: What?

TROGADOR: This guy's tennis shoe has a heartbeat.

JOHN: Maybe he's imagining things.

TROGADOR: Emails are serious, John. You never lie about an email. Unless it's a death trap.

JOHN: Well, maybe somebody wants to kill you!

TROGADOR: They'd be more clever. They'd say something about a shady back alley or Canadian lottery if they were really able to do it.

JOHN: So maybe this guy has a living tennis shoe!

TROGADOR: But that's impossible!

{Master Z walks in.}

MASTER Z: What's impossible?

JOHN: Some guy that emailed hero boy here says that his tennis shoe has a heartbeat.

{Master Z jumps onto Trogador.}

MASTER Z: Let me see that! You sent that?!

TROGADOR: {brushes Master Z off} Some guy named Chwokal.

MASTER Z: Chwokal? I should have known!

JOHN: What's your issue?

MASTER Z: About 3 years ago, I was attempting to expand my Boss group. We had everyone from Tampo through Harvax, but I still needed more. So I started a new project, to make more bosses. Our first attempt was a tennis shoe monster that we named Nick. Chwokal was the leading scientist on the project.

TROGADOR: What happened?

MASTER Z: Nick escaped and tore up half of our science department. Chwokal went missing the next day. He must have ran off and captured it or eloped or some weird thing his kind do.

JOHN: So this Chwokal guy has your property?

MASTER Z: I suppose it isn't my property now, but yes...

JOHN: That means he's a criminal, Trog!

TROGADOR: Aww, but I don't want to help people!

JOHN: You're the defender of Challenge City, Trog! It's your duty!

{Trogador puts the TrogPilot away.}

TROGADOR: Sheesh, you fight off a giant evil dragon and then everybody needs you...

{Trogador walks out of the room. John and Master Z follow.}

{cut to a small house in the field that says "CHWOKAL RESIDENCE" on it. Trogador and Co. walk up to it.}

TROGADOR: Okay, this is the place.

CLYDE: This doesn't look like Blubbo's! You promised me Blubbo's on my birthday!

DREW: Today's not your birthday, Clyde.

CLYDE: I'm a ghost, I don't have a birthday! Every day is a birthday for me!

KRAY: Trog, what're we doin' here?

TROGADOR: I have to do some defending crap so I get paid and there's some rabid sock or something inside.

{Trogador knocks on the door.}

TROGADOR: Helloo, Mr. Chwokal, are you home? I'm here from UBS and-

{The door slams open. Nobody stands in the doorway.}

SCARY DISEMBODIED VOICE: Enter.

{Trogador shrugs and walks in. The others follow.}

{cut to a dirty living room. Clothes are thrown about, cushions are thrown off the couch, and the TV is playing fuzz.}

DREW: This place is all out of order and disgusting!

MASTER Z: Chwokal always kept his workspace tidy...I feel as if somethings wrong.

TROGADOR: Yeah, well, I could care less about Chuckle. Let's just check out that tennis shoe and be on our way.

JOHN: But Chwokal's a criminal! He stole the tennis shoe!

{Trogador walks up to a desktop computer.}

TROGADOR: Well, maybe we can make some sense of this mess by accidentally looking at his computer.

{Trogador presses a button and the computer boots up.}

TROGADOR: Let's check out "goodbye cruel world"...

TROGADOR: Huh...that's...not too pleasant...

VOICE FROM SOMETHING NOT ON SCREEN: Put your hands up where I can see them. All of you.

TROGADOR: Who are you to boss the Def-

VOICE: HANDS UP!

{They all put their hands up.}

VOICE: Good...now keep 'em there.

TROGADOR: Wh...who are you?

{The camera pans over to see a large tennis shoe about the size of Trogador's foot holding a gun up.}

NICK: You can call me Nick.

DREW: Well, Nicholas, may I ask you why you're doing this?

NICK: You animals broke into my house. I should ask you why you're doing this.

TROGADOR: We got a report from a guy named Chwokal that his tennis shoe had a heartbeat...

NICK: Chwokal? That sap? Heh. Too late for that, Chwokal's dead!

JOHN: We kind of, y'know, gathered that from the text file.

NICK: You got a smart mouth, boy. Just for that, I think I'll take you for a spin. Turn to face me. Arms still up.

{Everybody but Nick turns around.}

NICK: Good. Now, you know the Memorial Bank on Main?

KRAY: Aye.

NICK: We're gonna go rob it.

TROGADOR: Fine, I don't care.
JOHN: No way!

JOHN: Trogador, listen to yourself! The Defender of Challenge City's gonna rob a bank!?

TROGADOR: What's better? A criminal Defender or a dead Defender?

JOHN: Well, if you die valiantly-

NICK: Silence! We're all robbing the joint, and that's final. Now let's head down.

{cut to inside a standard big city bank - lots of tables, a long line, a desk, carpet, and a vault in the back. Trogador and Kray walk in. A few seconds later, John walks in. Clyde and Drew walk in after that. Nick bursts in, waving the gun around. The others take out their guns.}

NICK: This is a stick-up!

{Screaming is heard.}

NICK: Shut up! Shut up before I end one of you!

{The room goes silent.}

NICK: Now, me and my associates are gonna rob you, and maybe a few of you'll survive.

TROGADOR: Yeah, on second thought, I don't like being a criminal, can me and my friends leave?

NICK: I'll give you a choice, tough guy. You and your friends can leave and leave all these innocent civilians to die, or you can stay here and help me rob.

TROGADOR: Yeah see ya later Nick.

{Trogador and Co. walk out of the bank.}

{cut to the steps of the bank. A few cars are forming a barricade, with Mayorbot behind one of them.}

MAYORBOT: Thank heavens you're here, Trogador!

TROGADOR: Yeah, this situation isn't really my forte, you know...

MAYORBOT: Nonsense! You're going in there and stopping the robber!

{Trogador sighs.}

{cut to a van that says SWAT on the side. Trogador walks out of the back in a SWAT uniform. The screen pauses and in red letters it says "TROGADOR: THE LEADER". Trogador walks on. Kray comes out of the van in a SWAT uniform holding two guns. The screen pauses and in yellow letters it says "KRAY: THE LOOSE CANNON". Kray walks on. John comes out in a SWAT uniform holding one gun. The screen pauses and in white letters it says "JOHN: THE STRATEGIST". John walks on. Lastly, Clyde comes out of the back with a machine gun. The screen pauses and in orange letters it says "CLYDE: THE REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE". Clyde walks on.}

{cut to the bank. Trogador walks in, with the others backing him up.}

TROGADOR: Hey Nick, I guess I'm back.

KRAY: Just drop all th' hostages, sir, we're uh, prepared to shoot!

NICK: Boy, you don't wanna be using language like that with me! I'll blast all you!

{Nick starts shooting. Trogador runs back and the others run forward, also shooting. After about 10 seconds of rapid-firing, Nick runs out of ammo.}

NICK: Aww, crap! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE, COPPERS!

{Nick runs off. Suddenly, Drew and Master Z in SWAT outfits crash through the ceiling, armed. The screen pauses and in green letters it says "DREW AND MASTER Z: THE GUYS THAT'LL CRASH THROUGH THE CEILING. THOSE GUYS ARE RAD." The screen unpauses and Drew and Master Z fall on top of Nick, holding their guns up to him.}

MASTER Z: Stay down!

NICK: You may have gotten me this time, coppers, but I'll be back! I'll break out of the joint and I'll get you all!

{cut to a Prison. Nick sits in a cell, alone, with two guards standing outside his door.}

NICK: Oh yes...alone I might not be a force, but when the Minibosses come together...oh, they'll be sorry...so sorry...

THE END!

Fun Facts

  • This email was sort of co-authored by Chwoka. According to him, Nick is a play on "Nike".
  • Edward Brock, aka Eddie Brock, was the first person in the Spider-Man universe (besides Spider-Man) to have the Venom symbiote. Pluto was modeled partly after Venom.
  • Amazon.com is a place for buying crap.
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