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In NeS1 Post 733, the Writers caused puddles to appear in the Video Game World, along with electrical cables, to allow the NeS Heroes to electrocute the Robotic Chimichanga. Given the appearance of the puddles, Janitor Bob in NeS1 Post 734, deduces that this is not Salk Middle School where he works. The chimichanga demands their souls, but Gebohq assures it that his soul is worth very little, even on the soul black market. Cooked Haggis suggests they get to using the Writers' trap, but they discover that Janitor Bob has gone and cleaned up the puddles. Before the chimichanga could eat Bob, Krig the Viking eats the giant chimichanga instead. Phantom Master, in the voice of an advertiser, makes a quick advertisement for an indigestion medicine, to which the Writers are happy because they'll get paid extra cash.

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*Janitor Bob stares at the shimmering changing puddles, rather confused*

Bob: So... I'm guessing that this isn't Salk Middle School.

Sem: Nope! You must have fallen through one of those pesky Sci-Fi[Ext 1] Virtual Reality[Ext 2] Dimensional Gates!

Bob: I hate it when that happens!

Chimi-Changa: I WANT YOUR SOUL!!

Geb, staring at the monsterous mountain of metallic food robot: Here you want my soul, you can have it. It's not worth much though. Even with inflated Black Market Prices it won't sell for more than about 2.50...

Cooked: Well, enough of this playful banter. Let's trigger that conveniantly placed electical outlet.

*The rest of our heroes look back at Janitor Bob, who has cleaned up all the puddles with a large grey mop.*

Bob: There! Now, nobody will slip on that wet spot. Also, the floor looks reflectively shiny and clean!

Chimi-Changa: RAAAR!!

Geb: You just had to do that, didn't you Bob.

Bob: Oops.

*The Chimi-Changa makes to eat Bob whole, and digest him in it's acidic salsa juices. Suddenly Krig picks up the Chimi-Changa and stuffs it into HIS mouth)

Krig: Burp!

Cooked: Ooh. That's going to cause some indigestion and heartburn.

Phantom (In T.V. advertising accent: That's why I always take Pepcid AC[Ext 3] 'Provides quick relief for when you've eaten large radioactive robotic Food Items!

*Phantom holds up a container of Pepcid AC. And grins in a very stupid and cheesy way*

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All Writers, including the newbie, Bob the Writer: Yes! The advertising sponsors will pay us extra for that!


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May the Windex be with you

-Janitor Jack (Salk Wars)

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Britt's Commentary[]

"The quotation at the end of this post may be a reference to another Story that Janitor Bob the Writer was working on, which featured a similar Character." ~ Britt the Writer

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