| Episode 2 - Oh, Snapper! | |
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| Christopher Lehn | Mar 17 2009, 05:17 PM Post #1 |
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Episode 2: Oh Snapper Starring: Steamer Brisker Alley WinterMan.exe Jazz Da Vinci (Steamer, Brisker and Jazz are sitting in science class. Among their classmates are Motie, Tivo and Gwynne. Jazz is wringing out his paintbrush-like hair, which is somehow full of red paint. Brisker, meanwhile, is going over a diagnostics test of WinterMan.) WinterMan: For the last time, I'm okay! Brisker: Cipher dropped the iBoy. If I find any problems, I'll- Ms. Flatfoot: You'll what, Brisker? (A sweatdrop appears on Brisker's head as he sees the leporine teacher looking at his iBoy. He laughs sheepishly and stuffs it in his pocket.) Brisker: Ehh... nothing. Ms. Flatfoot: I know this is science class, but gadgets are for your own time. (She goes to the front of the class.) Ms. Flatfoot: Alright, class, we weren't able to get into the year yesterday due to an accident... Glassie: You mean the giant monster attack? Ms. Flatfoot: *ahem* Yes. Anyway, there were several minor chemical spills as a result, and the first assignment required some that were lost. Since we got a new shipment this morning, what do you say we get started? (Some time later, the class have performed a bizarre experiment and produced vials of fizzy purple liquid. Steamer's appears to be... glowing much more than the rest.) Ms. Flatfoot: Excellent work there, Steamer! ...how did you do that? Steamer: I don't know. It just started glowing by itself. Ms. Flatfoot: *looks at the clock on the wall* Well, it's almost time for recess, so you can all go ahead and take a break. I have to go for a moment, so be VERY careful with your experiments. (She goes to the door and tries to turn the knob, but it won't budge.) Ms. Flatfoot: That's funny. The door won't open. (Robotic noises are heard coming from the ceiling, and suddenly, the lights shut off. Sparks fly from a ceiling tile as a high-powered torch cuts a hole in it. A small flying saucer floats down and shows a hologram of the head of an anthropomorphic cyborg turtle.) Turtlex: Greetings, children. (He looks around and sees the disturbed faces of the class.) Turtlex: Hehe... my face is frightening, isn't it? It should be. They call me Turtlex von Snapper, and this entire class, as well as your pretty-faced professor, are officially my hostages. Ms. Flatfoot: What do you want, Turtlex? Turtlex: Just a little money to fund my research. Ms. Flatfoot: How much? Turtlex: Much more than you can afford, I'll tell you that. If my associates are not paid one billion dollars by the mayor within the hour, there will be... trouble. (He clanks his metal jaws and laughs.) Motie: You're bluffing. Turtlex: You want proof, hotshot?! I've got your proof right here! (The saucer makes a noise and the vents open up. A hissing noise is heard coming from them.) Turtlex: Right now, this room is filling up with carbon monoxide. Since this is a science class, I assume you've heard of this deadly hallucinogenic gas. And for those of you who don't suffocate, I've also taken control of the heaters. When the gas explodes, this entire room and everything else within 200 metres will be incinerated! (Brisker's iBoy begins beeping. Brisker grabs it and ducks under his desk.) WinterMan: Brisker! If he can hack into the ventilation and heating systems, maybe we can too! Find a jack-in port and I might be able to stop him! Brisker: That's brilliant! (He stands up on his desk.) Brisker: Hey! Freakshow! (Turtlex turns to look at him.) Turtlex: So we have a hero, do we? Let's find out who you are, just for fun. *scan laser* What? A Portable Computer? (Brisker realizes he's been holding up his iBoy.) Turtlex: So... you have a navigator. No matter. Unfortunately for you... (The saucer extends several cords, which attach to every phone and ethernet jack in the room and wedge themselves into the walls.) Turtlex: ...You have nowhere to jack in. Give up, boy! I will get what I want! I am Turtlex von Snapper! Steamer: *whistles* Hey, Freakshow. Behind you. (Turtlex's saucer turns around, and he finds himself looking Steamer straight in the eye.) Steamer: Don't blink. (He holds up his own iBoy, which begins emitting pulses through Turtlex's saucer.) Turtlex: Gah! Another one?! (The saucer falls to the floor and shuts down. The class begin to applaud, but Steamer shushes them. He and Brisker stare at each other's iBoys for a moment, then Steamer begins messing with the circuitry of the saucer.) Steamer: Don't celebrate yet. When I finish with this thing, that guy will be pissed, and there's still CO leaking in. Ms. Flatfoot (tiredly): He's right... I'm starting... to get woozy... (Steamer finishes and holds up the saucer.) Steamer: I modified an input port into a phone jack. Can you access it? Brisker: I bet I can. On three, okay? Both: One... two... THREE! Steamer: Node is online! (Turtlex's hologram appears again, but before he gets the chance to say anything...) Brisker: Jack in! WinterMan, EXECUTE! (An infrared beam shoots from his iBoy and into the jack-in port. The camera cuts to the inside of the saucer's computing system. WinterMan appears in a teleport beam.) WinterMan: Okay, first job is- Voice: THAT I DELETE YOU! (A spiky armored virus appears and begins speaking with Turtlex's voice.) Turtlex Virus: Did you think I'd just let you hack into MY saucer and do whatever you pleased?! WinterMan: Yeah, sorta. Turtlex Virus: You thought wrong. Brisker: Care to test that theory? (He begins tapping on his iBoy's screen and selects a chip.) Brisker: Electric Snowball, download! (WinterMan raises his buster and shoots a snowball which crackles with electricity. The Turtlex Virus appears to be hurt a bit, but generally unfazed.) Turtlex Virus: I'm afraid that just won't cut it... YAH! (The virus charges at WinterMan and pins him against a wall.) WinterMan: GAH! Brisker? This would be a great time for a little help! (Jazz leaps up and kneels down next to Steamer.) Jazz: Psst... can you do something for me? Steamer: What? (Jazz takes a small laptop computer from his coat and gives it to Steamer.) Jazz: He needs help. Can you network this computer to the saucer? Steamer: I can try. (He takes the computer and begins rearranging wires.) Steamer: Okay, it's ready. What are you planning to do? Jazz: This. (He turns on the computer and “Welcome to Doodle OS” appears on the screen. A voice begins to speak.) Doodle: Welcome back, Jazz. Jazz: Sorry, Doodle, but this is no time to talk. You're linked up to a battlefield, and there's someone inside who needs your help. Doodle: Affirmative. Transmitting AI program “Spectrum”... (Inside the computer system, there is a flash of rainbow-colored light. WinterMan and the Turtlex Virus both look at it, and out of it walks a program, wearing red clothes with silver trim, sporting a rainbow-colored hairdo even wilder than Jazz's, and carrying a staff-sized paintbrush. Spectrum runs his fingers through his hair and declares...) Spectrum: Okay, who wants some?! Turtlex Virus: *scan laser* Not a navigator... well, whatever you are, I won't have you interfering! (He drops WinterMan and fires spiked missiles at Spectrum, but with a wave of Spectrum's paintbrush, the rockets veer away and explode.) Spectrum: Really? That sure felt like interfering. Turtlex Virus: Meddlesome program! Get out of my saucer's systems or- WinterMan: Do you ever shut up? (The Turtlex Virus turns around. WinterMan is aiming a Cannon chip directly at him.) Turtlex Virus: Son of a bi- (WinterMan lets loose, hitting the Turtlex Virus in the head and causing him to fall over. Brisker then begins selecting Vulcan chips in rapid succession. The virus bleeds increasingly-high numbers as the gatling shots hit.) Turtlex Virus: NO! I will not be defeated! Spectrum: Just shut up and go away, k? (Spectrum leaps into the air, staff held upward. He swings the brush, and a red crescent of energy flies at the virus. He's sliced in half and disappears in a mess of zeroes and ones.) System Voice: VIRUS DELETED. (WinterMan and Spectrum cheer and slap a high five.) Spectrum: Okay, I think you have something to do. I'll probably see you around. WinterMan: Right. (Spectrum disappears in a flash of rainbow-colored light, and WinterMan zooms off. Inside the classroom, the vents close, the lights turn on and the heat returns to normal. Steamer is vigorously mixing chemicals from the room, including everyone's experiments, in a large drum.) Steamer: Okay, just a little more... (He puts a bit of something into the mixture, and it begins to rapidly foam.) Steamer: Okay, the gas from this should neutralize the carbon monoxide. Everyone take a big whiff of it. (The class inhale the fumes. A few metres away, Brisker is talking to WinterMan.) WinterMan: Okay, all that's left is to open the doors. When I say go, jack me out. ...GO! (The doors open and WinterMan jacks out of the saucer. The hologram appears one last time...) Turtlex: You haven't seen the last of me! I'll make you all PAY!!! (The saucer begins sparking and falls to the ground. Steamer picks it up and throws it into the trash.) Steamer: And that's the end of that. (He, Jazz and Brisker go back to their seats and drop their heads on their desks. Ms. Flatfoot stands up and dusts herself off.) Ms. Flatfoot: I'm very proud of you boys. That was very brave. (She turns and looks at all the students.) Ms. Flatfoot: And I'm very proud of all of you for your work today. (The bell rings for recess.) Ms. Flatfoot: Okay, you can go for recess. And now, if you'll excuse me, I... need to go use the restroom. (She runs off. Brisker, Jazz and Steamer look at each other.) Brisker: Back to normal, then? Jazz: Agreed. Steamer: Okay, who else besides me heard the bell ring? (The class get shifty eyes and, in a blur, are gone. The camera zooms in on the discarded saucer. Cue robovision...) Saucer: <System damage assessed. Data collection complete. Sending to SC2... File transfer complete. Shutting down...> (The red power light on the saucer shuts off and “magic blue smoke” rises from its remains.) Edited by Christopher Lehn, Mar 17 2009, 05:24 PM.
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