Arim: That's the last of the popcorn.
Guest256: As long as we've eaten every single bit of food, we'll be all right.
Roy walks in.
Roy: Hey, what's going on? Our food!
Lemmy: We haven't eaten for a long time, so what's wrong with eating now?
Rachelle: We need something to eat, don't we?
Videogamerpat: Just stop bugging us! You can eat whenever you want!
Roy: Yeah, when I'm working on the stupid reward challenge day and night! This is unfair!
Simon: Go away, Roy!
Roy: Morons!
Roy leaves.
Vapor, Moronic Genius: This place is pretty nice. We're away from Panser, we can sleep in these beds since the Koopalings left, and we can eat every bit of food they left behind.
Koshi: Will Crazy Packers Fan bring us back more food?
Guest256: More likely he'll put us out on the street, if anything. And that isn't much of a street, just a bunch of woods and stuff.
Lemmy: Aren't these beds great?
Koshi: Maybe for you, but I'm stuck here on the floor because there aren't enough beds.
Videogamerpat: It could be worse, you know. I got stuck with Mr. Game & Watch's bed. It's almost impossible to sleep well on a paper-thin bed.
Arim, Goomba-Hater: There's always that
feeling that every time something good happens, something even
worse will occur. It's very common,
especially in this game. I just hope that won't happen this time.
Someone knocks at the door.
Lemmy: I have that awful feeling we're about to see someone we don't want to...
Lemmy opens the door.
Lemmy: What the?
Bowser 52589: Hello!
Lord Seth: We're back!
Arim: What are all of these...
Misty: How have things been?
Guest256: What are you doing here?
Washu: We got sent here to rejoin our old teammates.
Husky: We're also allowed to do whatever we want, since we're out of the game already.
Dane Petersen: Excuse us while we take this!
Rachelle: Hold on, I was playing that game!
David Lewis: Who needs these beds?
J.B.: Take them out!
King27: Why not tear the house down too?
Misty: Sure!
Bowser 52589: They can obviously survive without us, why not make them survive without the house?
Lord Seth: If you don't mind, we'd like to start renovating this place!
Lemmy: I've had it. These morons escape somehow, and we have to suffer with them.
Rachelle: Yeah, let's go!
Panser Pack leaves the house.
Dane Petersen (on a phone): Hello, Crazy Packers Fan? Yeah, we did it!
Crazy Packers Fan (on a phone too):
Good. Since Roy obviously didn't kick them out, I knew that some
extremely annoying former players would.
If that wouldn't have worked, we would have had to use Plan C,
which would be for a real Panser pack
to come annoy them to death, not to mention spit some fireballs at them.
Panser Pack
Arim: Now what?
Koshi: Now we just wait here for that stupid reward challenge to start!
Guest256, Spiky Rock: We couldn't possibly
go four days without boredom. We were so close, too, but it was
obviously too much for the producers
to take to actually have an exciting show on, so they decided to kick us
out of that house.
Larry comes running over.
Rachelle: Let me guess, it's time for the reward challenge.
Larry: Oh, no, not at all. I'm just here to annoy everyone.
Vapor: Go away, Larry!
Larry: No, that's my purpose of being here- to annoy you.
Vapor: Come on!
Larry: Wait, I want to make a deal with you.
Vapor: What's that?
Larry: If you let me stay around here,
I'll fix the votes so neither of you two Troopa Mass guys gets voted
off.
Vapor: That won't work!
Larry: It will if you let me do it. As long as you let me in on half your winnings, of course.
Vapor: Half my winnings? Only if you do it!
Larry: Okay, just give me some food later. You won't be voted off, trust me.
Vapor: I don't have any food!
Larry: You will!
Roy walks over to Panser Pack.
Roy: Uh, it's time for, what time is it, Larry?
Larry: Stop forgetting your lines and let's go!
Roy: Go where?
Larry: Come on! You too, Panser Pack!
Simon, Interviewer: This is slowly turning into the worst three days yet... and it's only the first day!
Reward Challenge
Crazy Packers Fan: Welcome to Day 25, and today's reward challenge! Cheesy enough?
Lemmy: Very.
Crazy Packers Fan: Good. Today you'll
be fighting the boss that just didn't fit into the Sub-con theme, Robirdo.
I personally am still mad about Nintendo taking out the second Triclyde
and moving the bosses
around just to fit in this piece of
garbage known as Robirdo, so I want you to destroy it. Whoever is the one
who delivers the last hit to Robirdo wins Larry's entire collection of
vegetables he's collected here on
Sub-con!
Vapor: So is this like Super Smash Bros.,
where you can let everyone else do the work, but as long as you
hit it last, you win?
Crazy Packers Fan: Exactly. Survivors ready, go!
All eight players look at the robot, wondering how it can be beaten.
Lemmy: As usual, an impossible task.
The Robirdo starts spitting eggs towards
the ground, while the players try to dodge the eggs. Then, the
robot starts charging, and can't stop.
It starts heading towards the shore.
Crazy Packers Fan: Good. I don't want to see that thing again... wait, Ludwig and Morton are in there!
Lemmy: Let it go!
Arim: Goodbye!
Somehow, as always, Ludwig and Morton
are able to stop the Robirdo just in time to avoid it getting flooded
with water. Then, it heads back towards
the players. The players scramble away, but the Robirdo happens to
bump into Vapor. Surely enough, the
entire robot falls over and crashes, probably just to get the contest over
with. Ludwig and Morton jump out of the robot as it falls down.
Crazy Packers Fan: Vapor wins the reward challenge!
Vapor gets a cart of vegetables, while a few of the players join him in eating the vegetables.
Crazy Packers Fan: I forgot to mention, you may want to save those vegetables for later use...
Vapor: Later use?
Crazy Packers Fan: Goodbye for now!
Panser Pack (and Larry)
Larry: Hey, let me have some of those back!
Vapor: Why?
Larry: I made you win those. I fixed the contest for you!
Vapor: Yeah, right.
Larry: Trust me! I'll fix the immunity contest too, and the votes afterward!
Vapor: Sure, sure. Take your vegetables and go. I want to sleep!
Larry: It's night already?
Vapor: What do you expect? Crazy Packers Fan's probably falling asleep himself, so we have to do so too!
Larry: Oh, yeah. Anyway, I'm staying with Panser Pack for now!
Vapor: Oh, brother.
Day 26
Panser Pack
Lemmy, Clown Prince: These three days, like the last six days, are completely meaningless other than the fact that we just eliminate whoever we want from Troopa Mass. This game won't get exciting for a while, trust me.
Videogamerpat: Where are we?
Rachelle: Well, we weren't exactly told where we were going, we just went somewhere and it became nighttime.
Videogamerpat: That figures. You know, we haven't actually met any real Sub-con character today...
Rachelle: We will! I know it!
Arim, Goomba-Hater: Is there any way
we can speed up time? This is getting really boring, and the day's
only begun.
Stupid Cameraman: We can try fast forwarding the tape...
Arim, Goomba-Hater: Let's see if that works.
*fast forwarding VCR sounds*
Crazy Packers Fan: ... the mass has spoken. Jump in the jar-
*rewinding VCR sounds*
Stupid Cameraman: No, it didn't work
that well. I could only get us to the end of this episode for a few
seconds that way.
Arim, Goomba-Hater: You aren't going to go crazy again, are you?
Stupid Cameraman: Oh, no! Definitely not!
Arim, Goomba-Hater: Aw, come on! We need some excitement, some spice!
Stupid Cameraman: Nope, I don't feel like doing that.
Arim, Goomba-Hater: Then what are we going to do, just sit here?
Stupid Cameraman: You should be happy! You got your food!
Arim, Goomba-Hater: You sound like you're the host of this show.
Stupid Cameraman: No, here's a surprise, I'm not Crazy Packers Fan in disguise!
Arim, Goomba-Hater: Good. That joke had grown old already.
Guest256: What's that bunch of huge Albatosses doing overhead?
Koshi: Probably about to drop big Bob-ombs on us, no doubt.
Guest256: Should we bother running, or just wait and see what happens?
Koshi: Let's find out for once what happens if we stand still.
The Albatosses start to drop their Bob-ombs, and several trees explode. Vapor even goes flying into the air, though not that far.
Vapor: You can stay here, but I'm running!
Lemmy: This is a little dangerous, you know...
Guest256: We haven't been killed yet, so it's still all right.
BOOM!!!
Simon: AAAAHHHH!!! I'm on fire!
Rachelle: Quick, jump in the water!
Videogamerpat: Hey, Bob-ombs, stop falling! I'm Videogamerpat here!
A Falling Bob-omb: You didn't call me Bob!
BOOM!!!
Videogamerpat: This place is backwards!
Guest256: Yeah, I think we've got to get away from here, now!
Lemmy: Will we need the helicopter for Simon?
Simon: No, I'll be all right.
Lemmy: Rats! I was hoping we wouldn't have to vote.
Arim: Hey, what are you doing back here, Vapor?
Vapor: That Larry's following me around!
Larry: Look, I'll make you a deal! Just give me a bunch of Koopatrols so I can end the Grass Land civil war now!
Vapor: No!
Larry: Come on, I'll even read you a poem!
Vapor: Tell me the poem and I'll think about it.
Larry: All this time on this trip you
have missed the mark,
You have not found out how it was in
Sub-con Park,
So this is your very best chance to
look and see
The reality of Sub-con Park and win
immunity!
Vapor: Well, I don't have any Koopatrols, so I can't give you anything anyway!
Larry: Wait! This is a breach of contract! This is-
BOOM!!!
Larry: -tomorrow?
Rachelle: Did we warp ahead in time again?
Koshi: That, or there are so many Albatosses flying overhead that it looks dark.
Rachelle: Let's be safe and call it tomorrow.
Day 27
Panser Pack
Lemmy, Clown Prince: No one really cares about this stuff in between, so why can't we just hurry up to the immunity challenge?
Stupid Cameraman: I'll try to hurry things up...
Arim, Goomba-Hater: You'd better!
Stupid Cameraman: I will!
Vapor: You have one last chance, Larry. If you don't win me immunity, then you're not getting half my salary, and you'll have to pay for those veggies you took.
Larry: I'll pay gladly, but what if I don't win you immunity but keep you immune nonetheless? I'll just change the votes in your favor!
Vapor: Okay then.
Larry: I'm going to go work on that now.
Larry leaves.
Vapor: Good! Larry's finally gone! Hey, wait, how did we sleep last night?
Guest256: Don't you remember?
Vapor: No...
Guest256: No one else does either besides me. Since Sub-con is the land of dreams...
An hour later...
Guest256: ... so that's how we made it through the night.
Vapor: Zzzzz...
Guest256: What is this?
Rachelle: Survivor 3.
Guest256: That's not what I meant...
Larry walks over to Panser Pack.
Larry: This time I'm not here to annoy
you, I'm here to announce that the immunity challenge will start at
once!
Larry leads all of Panser Pack over to the immunity challenge.
Immunity Challenge
Crazy Packers Fan: Welcome to today's
immunity challenge! Today we'll have the ultimate Sub-con Park
experience. You'll all be stuck in
this area, which is surrounded by white lines. If you touch a line, you
are disqualified. Each one of you must try to survive the Sub-con Park
creatures that will be attacking you
ferociously. Whoever survives inside
the white lines longest wins immunity!
Guest256: What if you get eaten?
Crazy Packers Fan: You lose automatically.
In fact, you get ejected from the tournament and lose all your
prize winnings as well.
Guest256: Could we at least keep our prize winnings?
Crazy Packers Fan: Okay, you can have those. Anyway, Survivors ready, go!
The eight players watch in fear as tons of Fry Guys, Snifits, and Triclydes ten times their normal size walk into the boundary lines. Immediately Videogamerpat takes a step out of the area, as does Guest256. Arim is soon to follow, while Koshi stays for only ten seconds more. Forgetting they're supposed to throw the challenge, Rachelle and Lemmy remain in the boundary lines with Simon and Vapor. Suddenly, a Clawgrip runs in and grabs Simon.
Simon: Help! Help!
The Clawgrip gently pushes Simon out
of the arena. Meanwhile, a few Shy Guys trap Rachelle, and she
wisely steps away to avoid a possible
eating. Lemmy seems to be avoiding all the creatures carefully, and
he decides to stay in for a little
longer. Just then, Larry throws a vegetable toward Vapor, causing the Snifit
nearing him to back away and bother Lemmy. Just as it's about to shoot
Lemmy with a nightmare bullet, a tremendous Triclyde sneezes, pushing Vapor
out of the area with the force of its sneeze.
Crazy Packers Fan: Lemmy wins immunity!
Larry: WHAT?!
Vapor: NO!!!
Crazy Packers Fan: Also, to make things
interesting, we're going to have Mass Massacre right here, right
now! Throw out the potion, Larry!
Larry: But-
Crazy Packers Fan: Throw it out!
Larry throws out the potion.
Crazy Packers Fan: Here are your Bob-ombs,
which the ejected players gave me. Take yours and enter the
door.
Mass Massacre
Crazy Packers Fan: Welcome to the ninth Mass Massacre! It seems like we've been doing this for a while, but we're really not that far into this game, are we?
Guest256: Skip the stupid talk and move on!
Crazy Packers Fan: Anyway, how does it feel to have eaten now?
Arim: Great! I really wanted some food, and now I've got it.
Guest256: Yeah, it was nice.
Crazy Packers Fan: Now that half of the players are gone, how will it be in the second half of the voting?
Lemmy: Not much different from the first, really.
Koshi: I wouldn't expect any real surprises... yet.
Crazy Packers Fan: How about those Bob-ombs?
Videogamerpat: They're backwards! They want to be called Bob instead of Bob-omb! I don't get it!
Rachelle: They were a nice little annoyance
to go along with everything else that's been going wrong
around here.
Crazy Packers Fan: Finally, which one of you two will survive?
Simon: I don't know.
Vapor: I know. It's all under control.
Crazy Packers Fan: Okay, then, it's time to vote.
The real version of the Tribal Council music starts to play.
Arim goes to vote.
Arim: I vote for Simon because he had a big feast and didn't give us anything. It's not fair.
Guest256 goes to vote.
Koshi goes to vote.
Koshi: My vote is for Simon, because I found out something on Mario Party.
Lemmy goes to vote.
Lemmy: Nothing personal, you're just on the wrong side of things.
Rachelle goes to vote.
Simon goes to vote.
Vapor goes to vote.
Videogamerpat goes to vote.
Crazy Packers Fan: I'll go tally the votes... hey, what are you doing back here, Larry?
Larry: Oh, just making sure everything's right, that's all!
Crazy Packers Fan: I don't trust that statement of yours, Larry!
A few minutes later...
Crazy Packers Fan: Once I read the votes,
the decision is final and that person will be asked to hand me his
or her Bob-omb immediately and jump
in the jar. The first vote... Arim.
Arim: And the second vote... Arim.
Crazy Packers Fan: The third vote... Simon.
Simon: And the fourth vote, and the fifth...
Crazy Packers Fan: And the sixth, and the seventh, and the eighth... although this last one looks like LEMON.
Larry: That's SIMON!
Crazy Packers Fan: Thanks for your critique... why am I suspicious of this? Oh well, you're voted off, Simon, six votes to two votes. I'll ask you to hand me your Bob-omb now.
Simon: Here it is.
Crazy Packers Fan: Simon, the mass has spoken.
BOOM!!!
Crazy Packers Fan: Jump in the jar, Simon.
Simon does so and ends up in the Interview Room.
Crazy Packers Fan: That's all for this Mass Massacre... I'll see you tomorrow.
The players go out the door.
Crazy Packers Fan: They forgot their Bob-ombs again... *sigh*
In the Interview Room...
Simon, Interviewer: I hope the person who wins chokes.
Who voted for who?
Arim: Simon
Guest256: Simon
Koshi: Simon
Lemmy: Simon
Rachelle: Simon
Simon: Arim
Vapor: Arim
Videogamerpat: Simon