I have revised the cast, and added some more characters. These characters
are not real! They are fictional, so DO NOT LISTEN TO THE VOICES IN YOUR
HEAD TELLING YOU TO- Oh, wait.that only applies for me.back by popular
demand, live, it's Saturday Night! (I had to borrow that, sorry, Saturday
Night Live, please don't sue! After all, as Robby's Mother said in Part
One: The Saga Begins, it's only quoting!) So, Read it, enjoy it, and review
it! Thanks! And remember: The Zit of Death and General Badness is only on
Robby's face, not yours! (or, is it? Bum-bum BUMMMM!)Please, give me any
suggestions for revising the cast, I will probably make the change!
Revised Cast:
Lord Soda(Yoda)
Zit Buke Whopper (Luke Skywalker)
Ahm Zit Polo (Han Solo)
Turkey Fat (C3-PO)
Oxy Cream (Darth Vader)
Chicken Grease (R2-D2)
Wet Naps (Storm Troopers)
Lemon-Soaked Wet Naps (Snow Troopers)
Princess Zit Leaky (Princess Lea)
Ivory Soap (Boba Fett [I know that he's not in that movie, but anyways.])
Big Tumor (Jabba the Hut)
Zitacca (Chewbacca)
Zit Wars Part Two: The Zit of Death and General Badness
(Black)
(With cool 3-D red and blue flashing of Saber of Badness' clashing together, the opening credits come on screen)
(Crash!)
Zitacca, Big Tumor, Ivory Soap (did you miss me?), Princess Zit Leaky, Lord Zit, Zit Buke Whopper, Ahm Zit Soda, Turkey Fat, Oxy Cream, Chicken Grease, Wet Naps, Lemon-Soaked Wet Naps
(Crash!)
(Camera zooms out to show Zit Buke Whopper crashing around in the same metal room he was last in, 2 days has elapsed)
Zit Buke: You can't keep me in here forever, ya know!!!
Turkey Fat (over P.A. System, which has other uses besides interrupting school periods, making kids happy and teachers angry): Oh, how do you know that, Young Buke? We can keep you there FOREVER!!!
Zit Buke (Who has gone completely mad with anger, and gnawing at some of the dangerous electrical wires in the room, which led to nothing, was a way of knocking himself out and entertainment for the fat and grease pieces): You're insane! I'll bet you are from the Dark Side!
(Turkey Fat whispers something, then a door opens up. He, and Chicken Grease walk in)
Turkey Fat (with much contempt): Master Ahm Zit Soda has instructed me to teach you the language of Chicken Fat.
Zit Buke (which, by this time, was very confused): Wait, MASTER Ahm Zit Soda? That means that you don't work for.Darth.Oxy Cream.(Zit Buke's voice trails off)
Turkey Fat (sounding very irritated): Obviously. Now, shall we begin, or do you wish to gnaw on more electrical wires?
(Turkey Fat gazed at Zit Buke's hair, which was sticking in every direction from the wires)
Chicken Grease: Bubble-bubble! Splat pop! Splat bubble, pop! Pop-pop!
Zit Buke: What the (bleep!) is he saying?
Turkey Fat: He is saying that you need a comb.That is why I am teaching you.I hate being a translator, for Robby's Sake! (Why he used the word 'Robby' instead of the word Zit Buke used, 'Oxy Cream', is unknown. Different religions)
(After many hours, Turkey Fat had taught Zit Buke, who will now be referred Buke Whopper, the language of Chicken Grease)
Chicken Grease: Splat! Bubble pop, spat-at-pop! Bubble-bubble-bubble-SPLAT!
Buke Whopper: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME???
Chicken Grease: Splat! Bubble-bubble-bubble-SPLAT! (for now on, Chicken Grease will automaticly be translated)
Buke Whopper: Oh, OK, sorry, R2, I mean, Chicken Grease. Now, (Buke is now directing the question to Turkey Fat) WHEN THE OXY CREAM CAN I LEAVE? (it is now apparent why Buke used 'Oxy Cream' that time)
Turkey Fat: Soon, soon, as long as Master Ahn Soda allows you to. We are on our way to the Forehead. Darth Oxy Cream is, allegedly, building a Zit of Death and General Badness. It will evilly kill every Zit, pimple, and zit around.
Buke Whopper: No!
Turkey Fat: Yes.
Buke Whopper: No!
Turkey Fat: Yes! Now shut up, or else we will have to gag you again!
Buke Whopper: OK.
Ahm Soda (over the P.A. system): Attention, all passengers. I've always wanted to say that. Seriously, though, we are heading towards the Forehead at light speed. We will be there after making one quick stop in the nostril. We have one more passenger to pick up.
Buke Whopper: Where am I?
Ahm Soda (over the P.A. system): You are on: (cool sound effects in background, with neat-o voice effects) The Miniscule Millipede!
Buke Whopper: Yeah.Is there any way of letting me out here?
Ahm Soda: No.
Buke Whopper: Please?
Ahm Soda: Yes.
Buke Whopper: Pretty please?
Ahm Soda: I SAID YES!
Buke Whopper: Oh, sorry.
(The doors open, and a Zit is standing there, a shadow over him, so you can't tell any details)
Buke Whopper: Yay, I'm free!
Shadowy-Zit (Who is really Ahm Soda): Buke.(loud breathing) I am your father.
Buke Whopper: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (gasps for breath) NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Wait, no you're not! My father was killed with Zit-B-Gone guns!
Ahm Soda: (bleeep)! OK, so I'm not your father. I don't know who you are, or who your father is. That does, in fact, usually scare people, though. Anyway, we have to stop by the Left Nostril on our way to the Forehead, which is where the Dark Lord, Oxy Cream is planning on building the Zit of Death and General Badness. We must pick up a princess, Princess Leaky.
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky? Do I know a Princess Leaky?
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Princess Leaky?
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky.
("Do You Know the Muffin Man" music begins to play)
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Does he know Princess Leaky?
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky?
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Princess Leaky.
Buke Whopper: Do I know Princess Leaky?
(Suddenly, the music scratches to a stop. Camera swivels around to show a tall, hairy Zit holding a smashed record player. He makes a growling noise)
Tall, Hairy Zit: Hee-roarRR! RoAR! HEE-ROOar!
Ahm Soda: Zitbacca! Where were you?
(Zitbacca begins to charade around to show how he was sitting there, minding his own business, when a duck, a duck, GOOSE! Came flying at him. He was then turned to jelly and was ate by his foot. This made him angry. He was having a bad day)
Buke Whopper: What is THAT?!?
Ahm Soda: HE is Zitbacca. And WE are at the Left Nostril! Come on, let's exit out!
(The whole group leaves, and the ship gets very lonely)
Ship: Hello?
(Cut to the Forehead)
Darth Oxy Cream: The production of the Zit of Death and General Badness will be postponed until I am satisfied with Sergeant Parappa's break dancing abilities!
(Darth Oxy Cream takes out his Saber of Badness)
Darth Oxy Cream: DANCE, PARAPPA, DANCE!!!
(Sergeant Parappa gets onto the floor and tries to break dance. Miserably. First, he tries to spin on his head. Before he could try something else, Darth Oxy Cream took control)
Darth Oxy Cream: You are obviously too pathetic to (bleep)ing (Darth Oxy Cream's black mask is blurred out in case some people can read through his vents, and it was censored just to keep this story at a "G" rating. I dunno, maybe I should make an "Uncensored" Version. What do you think? Review it!) practice break dancing with all of the (bleep)ing breaks I give you! Where do you think they got the name? Break..Break dance..Break dance! You just can't (bleep)ing (once again, the Darth's mask was blurred out again) do anything by yourself, huh? How the (bleep)ing (bleep) could you survive without me?
(Darth Oxy Cream uses his telekinetic powers to make Sergeant Parappa break dance. Even though he was in pain, he spun on his head beautifully. Everyone clapped)
Darth Oxy Cream: SILENCE! Everyone will now work on the Zit of Death and General Badness again!
(Everyone slowly wandered out of the room, some tripping each other)
(Cut back to the Left Nostril, where Ahm Soda is hitting of Princess Leaky)
Ahm Soda: So, do you want to come back to my house, and-
Princess Leaky: Oh! You (bleep)! You (bleep)ing (bleep)!
(Princess Leaky slaps Ahm Soda twice, then once again for good measure, and because she needed an extra three seconds to kill before Buke Whopper enters the scene)
Ahm Soda (in pain): Ow! Why the Oxy Cream did you do that?
(Buke Whopper enters the room)
Buke Whopper: So, uh, Princess Leaky.
Ahm Soda (jumping up): Don't try to get too close to here. She's loaded! (Ahm Soda rubs his cheek again, and exits the Nostril)
Buke Whopper: OK, well, we'd better get back to the ship.
(Princess Leaky stands up, and grabs Buke's arm)
Princess Leaky: Wait! You know, just because I slapped HIM doesn't mean I'll slap YOU.
Buke Whopper: Uh.I don't want to take the chance.
(Buke leaves)
Princess Leaky: Whatever.
(Princess Leaky leaves the room. The camera follows her)
Zitbacca: Hoowooo! Hee-rooo! Raaa-hyoo!
Princess Leaky: What are you always growling about?
(Zitbacca shows Princess Leaky a broken GameZit)
Princess Leaky: Why do you care about that? Just buy a GameZit Advance!
(Zitbacca stares at the smashed GameZit for a moment, then throws it over his shoulder and goes to buy a new one)
(Princess Leaky smiles, then gets aboard the Miniscule Millipede)
(Ahm Soda runs on-screen)
Ahm Soda: Hello? Where is everyone? Oh, Robby! Now I'll have to go find them.
(Ahm Soda walks of screen, cursing violently)
(Turkey Fat comes out of the Millipede)
Turkey Fat: Master! Where ARE you, Master? Oh, dear, now I have to wait.
(Chicken Grease comes out of the Millipede, following Turkey Fat)
Chicken Grease: Ahm Soda is where?
Turkey Fat: I do not know, Grease! Did you not hear me?
Chicken Grease: I hear did you. Where Soda is, I do not know as much as not you.
Turkey Fat: Why do you always speak like that, Chicken Grease?
Chicken Grease (bubbling annoyingly): It is being my programming. Binary bad, is it. I am it hating!
Turkey Fat: You don't use Binary; you're a sludge puddle!
Chicken Grease: Caught me! I am was been made with stupid chicken, was a living dead chicken. It I hated.
Turkey Fat: "Living dead"? How can that be true?
Chicken Grease: Off was it head, it was. Head chopped off, it lived still. Incredibly stupid, it was.
Turkey Fat: Oh. That WAS a stupid animal. Come with me, let us wait for Ahm Soda to come.
(Turkey Fat and Chicken Grease make their way inside this Miniscule Millipede)
(Ahm Soda comes on screen)
Ahm Soda: Ah, forget it. I'll leave without 'em!
(Ahm Soda also goes inside the ship)
(Camera cuts to inside the Miniscule Millipede)
Ahm Soda: Oh, my Robby! Were you guys in here the whole time?
Everyone Else: Yes.
Ahm Soda: Oh.
I will continue this after I get back From Kansas City, which will be one whole week from tomorrow, which is Wednesday. I love suspense, don't you? Well, please Review!
By the way, I have once again prepared a review that you can fill out, copy, and past over to the review box:
Here it is!
Dear WritingGuy,
I thought that this part of the script was (fill in this spot with an adjective that describes your feeling toward this script)! Please, (Write/Don't Write) more! I hope that you are (happy/upset) with the (insults/compliments) I have gave you!
I am a (over-protective fan/parody-lover/ego maniac) who thinks that you should be (imprisoned/sent to the Loony Bin/given the Nobel Peace Prize, or some other medal) This is how I feel about your writing: (List multiple words that express you feelings toward what I am writing below)
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(2)____________
(3)____________
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Revised Cast:
Lord Soda(Yoda)
Zit Buke Whopper (Luke Skywalker)
Ahm Zit Polo (Han Solo)
Turkey Fat (C3-PO)
Oxy Cream (Darth Vader)
Chicken Grease (R2-D2)
Wet Naps (Storm Troopers)
Lemon-Soaked Wet Naps (Snow Troopers)
Princess Zit Leaky (Princess Lea)
Ivory Soap (Boba Fett [I know that he's not in that movie, but anyways.])
Big Tumor (Jabba the Hut)
Zitacca (Chewbacca)
Zit Wars Part Two: The Zit of Death and General Badness
(Black)
(With cool 3-D red and blue flashing of Saber of Badness' clashing together, the opening credits come on screen)
(Crash!)
Zitacca, Big Tumor, Ivory Soap (did you miss me?), Princess Zit Leaky, Lord Zit, Zit Buke Whopper, Ahm Zit Soda, Turkey Fat, Oxy Cream, Chicken Grease, Wet Naps, Lemon-Soaked Wet Naps
(Crash!)
(Camera zooms out to show Zit Buke Whopper crashing around in the same metal room he was last in, 2 days has elapsed)
Zit Buke: You can't keep me in here forever, ya know!!!
Turkey Fat (over P.A. System, which has other uses besides interrupting school periods, making kids happy and teachers angry): Oh, how do you know that, Young Buke? We can keep you there FOREVER!!!
Zit Buke (Who has gone completely mad with anger, and gnawing at some of the dangerous electrical wires in the room, which led to nothing, was a way of knocking himself out and entertainment for the fat and grease pieces): You're insane! I'll bet you are from the Dark Side!
(Turkey Fat whispers something, then a door opens up. He, and Chicken Grease walk in)
Turkey Fat (with much contempt): Master Ahm Zit Soda has instructed me to teach you the language of Chicken Fat.
Zit Buke (which, by this time, was very confused): Wait, MASTER Ahm Zit Soda? That means that you don't work for.Darth.Oxy Cream.(Zit Buke's voice trails off)
Turkey Fat (sounding very irritated): Obviously. Now, shall we begin, or do you wish to gnaw on more electrical wires?
(Turkey Fat gazed at Zit Buke's hair, which was sticking in every direction from the wires)
Chicken Grease: Bubble-bubble! Splat pop! Splat bubble, pop! Pop-pop!
Zit Buke: What the (bleep!) is he saying?
Turkey Fat: He is saying that you need a comb.That is why I am teaching you.I hate being a translator, for Robby's Sake! (Why he used the word 'Robby' instead of the word Zit Buke used, 'Oxy Cream', is unknown. Different religions)
(After many hours, Turkey Fat had taught Zit Buke, who will now be referred Buke Whopper, the language of Chicken Grease)
Chicken Grease: Splat! Bubble pop, spat-at-pop! Bubble-bubble-bubble-SPLAT!
Buke Whopper: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME???
Chicken Grease: Splat! Bubble-bubble-bubble-SPLAT! (for now on, Chicken Grease will automaticly be translated)
Buke Whopper: Oh, OK, sorry, R2, I mean, Chicken Grease. Now, (Buke is now directing the question to Turkey Fat) WHEN THE OXY CREAM CAN I LEAVE? (it is now apparent why Buke used 'Oxy Cream' that time)
Turkey Fat: Soon, soon, as long as Master Ahn Soda allows you to. We are on our way to the Forehead. Darth Oxy Cream is, allegedly, building a Zit of Death and General Badness. It will evilly kill every Zit, pimple, and zit around.
Buke Whopper: No!
Turkey Fat: Yes.
Buke Whopper: No!
Turkey Fat: Yes! Now shut up, or else we will have to gag you again!
Buke Whopper: OK.
Ahm Soda (over the P.A. system): Attention, all passengers. I've always wanted to say that. Seriously, though, we are heading towards the Forehead at light speed. We will be there after making one quick stop in the nostril. We have one more passenger to pick up.
Buke Whopper: Where am I?
Ahm Soda (over the P.A. system): You are on: (cool sound effects in background, with neat-o voice effects) The Miniscule Millipede!
Buke Whopper: Yeah.Is there any way of letting me out here?
Ahm Soda: No.
Buke Whopper: Please?
Ahm Soda: Yes.
Buke Whopper: Pretty please?
Ahm Soda: I SAID YES!
Buke Whopper: Oh, sorry.
(The doors open, and a Zit is standing there, a shadow over him, so you can't tell any details)
Buke Whopper: Yay, I'm free!
Shadowy-Zit (Who is really Ahm Soda): Buke.(loud breathing) I am your father.
Buke Whopper: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (gasps for breath) NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Wait, no you're not! My father was killed with Zit-B-Gone guns!
Ahm Soda: (bleeep)! OK, so I'm not your father. I don't know who you are, or who your father is. That does, in fact, usually scare people, though. Anyway, we have to stop by the Left Nostril on our way to the Forehead, which is where the Dark Lord, Oxy Cream is planning on building the Zit of Death and General Badness. We must pick up a princess, Princess Leaky.
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky? Do I know a Princess Leaky?
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Princess Leaky?
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky.
("Do You Know the Muffin Man" music begins to play)
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Does he know Princess Leaky?
Buke Whopper: Princess Leaky?
Ahm Soda, Turkey Fat, and Chicken Grease together: Princess Leaky.
Buke Whopper: Do I know Princess Leaky?
(Suddenly, the music scratches to a stop. Camera swivels around to show a tall, hairy Zit holding a smashed record player. He makes a growling noise)
Tall, Hairy Zit: Hee-roarRR! RoAR! HEE-ROOar!
Ahm Soda: Zitbacca! Where were you?
(Zitbacca begins to charade around to show how he was sitting there, minding his own business, when a duck, a duck, GOOSE! Came flying at him. He was then turned to jelly and was ate by his foot. This made him angry. He was having a bad day)
Buke Whopper: What is THAT?!?
Ahm Soda: HE is Zitbacca. And WE are at the Left Nostril! Come on, let's exit out!
(The whole group leaves, and the ship gets very lonely)
Ship: Hello?
(Cut to the Forehead)
Darth Oxy Cream: The production of the Zit of Death and General Badness will be postponed until I am satisfied with Sergeant Parappa's break dancing abilities!
(Darth Oxy Cream takes out his Saber of Badness)
Darth Oxy Cream: DANCE, PARAPPA, DANCE!!!
(Sergeant Parappa gets onto the floor and tries to break dance. Miserably. First, he tries to spin on his head. Before he could try something else, Darth Oxy Cream took control)
Darth Oxy Cream: You are obviously too pathetic to (bleep)ing (Darth Oxy Cream's black mask is blurred out in case some people can read through his vents, and it was censored just to keep this story at a "G" rating. I dunno, maybe I should make an "Uncensored" Version. What do you think? Review it!) practice break dancing with all of the (bleep)ing breaks I give you! Where do you think they got the name? Break..Break dance..Break dance! You just can't (bleep)ing (once again, the Darth's mask was blurred out again) do anything by yourself, huh? How the (bleep)ing (bleep) could you survive without me?
(Darth Oxy Cream uses his telekinetic powers to make Sergeant Parappa break dance. Even though he was in pain, he spun on his head beautifully. Everyone clapped)
Darth Oxy Cream: SILENCE! Everyone will now work on the Zit of Death and General Badness again!
(Everyone slowly wandered out of the room, some tripping each other)
(Cut back to the Left Nostril, where Ahm Soda is hitting of Princess Leaky)
Ahm Soda: So, do you want to come back to my house, and-
Princess Leaky: Oh! You (bleep)! You (bleep)ing (bleep)!
(Princess Leaky slaps Ahm Soda twice, then once again for good measure, and because she needed an extra three seconds to kill before Buke Whopper enters the scene)
Ahm Soda (in pain): Ow! Why the Oxy Cream did you do that?
(Buke Whopper enters the room)
Buke Whopper: So, uh, Princess Leaky.
Ahm Soda (jumping up): Don't try to get too close to here. She's loaded! (Ahm Soda rubs his cheek again, and exits the Nostril)
Buke Whopper: OK, well, we'd better get back to the ship.
(Princess Leaky stands up, and grabs Buke's arm)
Princess Leaky: Wait! You know, just because I slapped HIM doesn't mean I'll slap YOU.
Buke Whopper: Uh.I don't want to take the chance.
(Buke leaves)
Princess Leaky: Whatever.
(Princess Leaky leaves the room. The camera follows her)
Zitbacca: Hoowooo! Hee-rooo! Raaa-hyoo!
Princess Leaky: What are you always growling about?
(Zitbacca shows Princess Leaky a broken GameZit)
Princess Leaky: Why do you care about that? Just buy a GameZit Advance!
(Zitbacca stares at the smashed GameZit for a moment, then throws it over his shoulder and goes to buy a new one)
(Princess Leaky smiles, then gets aboard the Miniscule Millipede)
(Ahm Soda runs on-screen)
Ahm Soda: Hello? Where is everyone? Oh, Robby! Now I'll have to go find them.
(Ahm Soda walks of screen, cursing violently)
(Turkey Fat comes out of the Millipede)
Turkey Fat: Master! Where ARE you, Master? Oh, dear, now I have to wait.
(Chicken Grease comes out of the Millipede, following Turkey Fat)
Chicken Grease: Ahm Soda is where?
Turkey Fat: I do not know, Grease! Did you not hear me?
Chicken Grease: I hear did you. Where Soda is, I do not know as much as not you.
Turkey Fat: Why do you always speak like that, Chicken Grease?
Chicken Grease (bubbling annoyingly): It is being my programming. Binary bad, is it. I am it hating!
Turkey Fat: You don't use Binary; you're a sludge puddle!
Chicken Grease: Caught me! I am was been made with stupid chicken, was a living dead chicken. It I hated.
Turkey Fat: "Living dead"? How can that be true?
Chicken Grease: Off was it head, it was. Head chopped off, it lived still. Incredibly stupid, it was.
Turkey Fat: Oh. That WAS a stupid animal. Come with me, let us wait for Ahm Soda to come.
(Turkey Fat and Chicken Grease make their way inside this Miniscule Millipede)
(Ahm Soda comes on screen)
Ahm Soda: Ah, forget it. I'll leave without 'em!
(Ahm Soda also goes inside the ship)
(Camera cuts to inside the Miniscule Millipede)
Ahm Soda: Oh, my Robby! Were you guys in here the whole time?
Everyone Else: Yes.
Ahm Soda: Oh.
I will continue this after I get back From Kansas City, which will be one whole week from tomorrow, which is Wednesday. I love suspense, don't you? Well, please Review!
By the way, I have once again prepared a review that you can fill out, copy, and past over to the review box:
Here it is!
Dear WritingGuy,
I thought that this part of the script was (fill in this spot with an adjective that describes your feeling toward this script)! Please, (Write/Don't Write) more! I hope that you are (happy/upset) with the (insults/compliments) I have gave you!
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