Tropers: The Series

"What about your bones, Bob? Maybe you could go to that bone store that opened up a few days ago?"

Edited by DrNoPuma on Mar 26th 2019 at 11:10:34 AM

"I was going to wait on that robot hand that was mentioned earlier, but I guess I could go there."

"Off to the bone store we go then?"

"Have we got any coupons?"
(Cue canned laughter)

Elvuz found one before I was teleported. *hands it to Bob*

"I'm pretty sure that's a plastic Halloween decoration. Wherever we're going, we should probably leave before the 05 realizes we caused the containment breach."

"Welp. No time like the present"

The tropers run into the distance as the credits start rolling and the theme plays out

"So, now what? I hear roars, wait, waitwaitwaitwait, did that immortal reptile escape from there?"

"The episode's over! See, look, The credits are just scrolling by."
(Cue canned laughter)

Season Five, Episode 12: Mechani-chaos

It is early morning. Tropes is sitting at the apartment's kitchen table eating cereal.

Edited by TropesForever on Mar 27th 2019 at 6:07:08 PM

Galaxy is also there, eating his Lucky Charms without milk. He's doing it while playing video games.

(Chey is still asleep and cuddled up to Ford in their bed.)

West is playing Pokemon Firered online.

Tropes unfold a large piece of paper and studies it disappointedly.

"Alright guys, here's our...plan for today. Mr. Meddling says he's sick of us going off-script, so today we have to keep everything scheduled exactly right. Now, Puma needs to come through the door and say something funny."

Edited by TropesForever on Mar 27th 2019 at 6:39:34 PM

The door shakes for a few seconds, before Puma finally pushes it open and walks in.

"I always forget that you push that door instead of pulling."

Canned Laughter plays, however, its pitch is wavery. Eventually it stops and a ding is heard. A small, rectangular robot appears.

"Humour Rating: 43%."

"Wait, who are you?" Tropes says to the robot.

"I am Worthington, the latest in sitcom rating technology. Mr. Meddling hired me to keep all you tropers...I was going to say 'keep all you tropers funny', but he doesn't really care about that. He just wants you to make as much money as possible."

"Oh, we haven't really done those commercials in a while, have we? Aside from my forced- I mean, totally voluntary plug near the end of the school episode."

"Okay, Worthington, how are we supposed to make more money?"

"Good question."

Worthington starts printing out a roll of paper. After this goes on way too long, he hands the paper over to Puma.

"This is the executives' list of demands. Each is calculated to make the ratings skyrocket. Make sure you obey every one."

Edited by TropesForever on Mar 27th 2019 at 7:02:37 PM

"Sell something? Huh, but, what could we sell?"

"...Every one? No violent villain deaths? No supernatural or demonic creatures? No sentences over 20 words? That's the worst demand of them all, for anyone who thinks viewers can't handle that many words should take a hike!"

" I am offended by this blatant prejudice against demons."

Aveyond walks out of hers and Tropes room, stretching

"Um...excuse me? We seem to be doing fine even off script"

Edited by Aveyond on Mar 27th 2019 at 7:16:13 PM

(Chey and Ford then comes out of the bedroom.)
"Morning, y'a-What the smeg?"
"What is that?"

"What is what?"

"That robot!"