Tropers: The Series

Junon: Of course~

(Medusa shows up on a granny bike)

Medusa:    Is this my time to shine?   

"I think so!"

Medusa:    Excellent! I'll show you all the full potential of the Rider class.    (Medusa snaps her fingers and a dirt bike track and a bunch of dirt bikers magically appears in the circus. A catchy 8-bit theme plays while Medusa races the dirt bikers to the finish line. Somehow, she wins despite using a granny bike.)

(Junon and Morph Moth applaud Medusa.)

Edited by josh6243 on Dec 12th 2018 at 8:42:07 AM

"Well, gang, I guess unless we have any final remarks we want out, we're good to fade to black."

Junon: Yep! I'd say this was a great episode.

Edited by josh6243 on Dec 11th 2018 at 8:53:30 AM

"And just remember: no matter how bad that guy was, he was better than P T Barnum!"

Episode Sixteen, Season Four Finale: In Plane Sight

The Tropers are in line at your average American TSA check.

"I tell you guys, this trip better be worth all this waiting."

"It better be! I still haven't forgotten about the Sweat Lodge."

"The Sweat Lodge stunk because you let it stink! Besides, we're visiting relatives, so you'd better be nicer about this."

"Relatives? Whose relatives are we visiting?"

"Uncle Tevye. He lives in Anatevka, Russia. So it's gonna be quite a plane ride."

"Oh. So, how long's the flight?"

"An episode or so."

"Oh... Hm."

"Well, I for one am excited to see him...again? Have I met him? I don't remember."

"Don't think I've met that guy before... must have been before my time on the show. Or during one of my breaks" Zanreo says, wondering how she's going to get her lasers past the check.

"I'm overjoyed that I get to go on my first trip with you guys! Also Zanreo I have no doubt you'll find a way".

"Um...Tropes did I get the seat next to you?"

"I think so, yeah! It'll be nice." I smile.

"I feel the need for more signs."

Revenge is there too, smirking quite evilly.

The Tropers continue through TSA. Zanreo steps through, however, due to a glitch in the system, the gate goes off for the next person; a humble Angler Fish. Security takes him away.

Soon, after some waiting, the Gang boarded the plane. The Tropers are clumped together, seating wise, in the front left economy seats.

The pilot’s voice speaks, through the speaker: “Alright, we should be awaiting takeoff here any second, ladies and gents!”

Junon: Where's Morph Moth?

Medusa:    She's in the cargo hold. For some reason, humanoid robots are considered cargo in other parts of the world.   

(We cut to a wiggling box in the cargo hold)

Morph Moth: I—it's so dark! Why are, uh, there so many rats in here?!

"Don't tell me that science is banned on this plane, or I will throw you out of the window."

"How would you even ban science? Would the plane fly off into space because gravity doesn't exist?"

Canned laughter

Edited by TropesForever on Dec 12th 2018 at 8:53:38 PM

“Tales, it’s a normal plane, for pete’s sake. Just don’t cause any trouble, and you’ll be fine.”

The steward appears, and it’s... the Status Quo. Liquor, anyone?

"Oh, hello again. I don't drink, I'm afraid."
"It's too early for me, I'm afraid."

"No thanks," says Puma. Puma turns to the camera while some cheesy 80's/90's synth music (something like this) plays. "Remember kids, Drugs Are Bad!"

Edited by DrNoPuma on Dec 12th 2018 at 6:39:20 AM