The scene: The John Tyler Junior High Dungeons & Dragons club. A young Percival Po sits behind his Dungeon Master screen, rolling a variety of polyhedral dice. Also playing are young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van, Brocky and Old School Zero.
Young Po: You reach the end of the corridor…what do you do now?
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Like, is there a door, man?
Young Po: There is, but it’s locked.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: OK, I guess we’re going back home then, man.
Young Po (flustered): What? But…wait, don’t you want to pick the lock? You’re a thief!
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Uncool, man. I don’t, like, steal things, man.
Young Po: No, no, no…I mean, your character! Ganja…he’s a fourth-level thief.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Oh, right, man! Well, like, Ganja’s gonna totally open the door then, man.
Young Po: OK, roll the dice.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van picks up a handful of random dice and rolls them.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van (peering intently at the dice): Whoa, I think I got Yahtzee, man!
Young Po: No, no…just roll that big die…
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Umm…
Young Brocky: Oh, for… Look, I’m a barbarian. Can I just break the door down?
Young Po: Sure! Roll the 20-sided die.
Young Brocky: Ummm… I rolled a one…?
Young Po: Ha! You injure your shoulder on the door! Take seven hit points of damage!
Young Brocky: I hate this game.
Young Po: The noise you make wakes up the ogre who was on the other side of the door! He opens it and attacks you, doing another twelve hit points!
Young Brocky: That’s it, I’m unconscious. I really hate this game.
Young Po: Old School Zero, what does your magic user do?
Young OSZ (brow furrowed in thought): Je jette…missile magique!
Young Po: OK, that angers the ogre! He turns on you and swings his club for nine points of damage!
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van (to young OSZ): Whoa, what now, man?
Young OSZ: Fuyez!
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: He’s right, man, we totally run away.
Young Brocky: What about me? My character’s knocked out.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Sorry, man. Like, you’re a casualty of war.
Young Brocky: Come on, guys! You’re always leaving me behind! This sucks.
Young Po (gleefully): The ogre picks up your barbarian and slams him against the walls, pulping his body! Marc, you and Old School Zero…
Young Po frantically looks around behind his screen. From the other side of the screen a trail of smoke streams up.
Young Po: Hey, have you guys seen the dungeon map? I left it right here…
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van (inhaling deeply): Haven’t seen it, man. Maybe you, like, left it in your locker?
Young Po (frantically searching): I worked all night on that! Where could it be?
Young Brocky (to Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van): Hey, puff puff pass, Marc!
Young Po looks up as the joint gets passed. His eyes grow wide and he grabs it. There’s writing on the paper, and intricate little drawings.
Young Po (distressed): This…this is my dungeon map!
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Hey, you found it, man!
Young Po: You guys…you’re smoking my dungeon!
Young Brocky (irritated): Well, I haven’t yet. You wanna pass it over, Percy?
Young Po (furiously throwing down the joint): You guys suck! You’ve ruined everything! I hate you!
Young Po angrily picks up his books, scattering pencils and dice, and flees from the room.
Young Brocky (picking up the joint and inhaling): I guess the game’s over…?
Young OSZ (accepting the joint from young Brocky): C’est la vie.
Young Marc Trestmans Windowless Van: Did we, like, win, man?
Cut to: The moon base of Professor Po. Covalent Blonde, Moosemas Gorilla and Horatio Cornblower are in fierce conflict with Po’s space ninjas. Well, not so much fierce conflict as simply kicking their space ninja butts. It turns out that space ninjas sound like a really cool concept, but in execution fall pretty short of their design goals.
Horatio Cornblower (bouncing off the heads of several space ninjas before landing on Moosemas gorilla’s shoulder): Nice work, guys! We’ve got ’em on the run!
Moosemas Gorilla (body slamming a space ninja onto another space ninja): Ook!
Covalent Blonde (with a space ninja under each arm): This was fun and all, but the butt I really want to kick is Po’s.
Suddenly the bay doors open. A yuuge shadow falls over the DFOers as a sixty-foot tall robot lumbers into the bay. There is a huge flamethrower instead of a right hand. The robot’s head is a plexiglass dome, where Professor Po himself sits, controlling the massive automaton.
Professor Po (menacingly): You were saying, Covalent Blonde? Let me introduce you to my greatest creation…the Po-Bot!
Horatio Cornblower (to Moosemas Gorilla): You know, right now I really wish you were your old size again.
Moosemas Gorilla (agreeing): Ook!
Covalent Blonde: I don’t care how big that thing is…Po is still gonna be soft and squishy.
Professor Po reaches the yuuuge robotic left hand down and picks up Covalent Blonde.
Professor Po: Bwahahahaha! Where’s your bravado now?
Covalent Blonde (trying to pry open the robotic thumb): Do I look like Fay Wray? Put me down before I really decide to put a hurt on you!
Horatio Conrblower (to Moosemas Gorilla): C’mon, pal…CB needs our help!
Covalent Blonde (still struggling with the robotic thumb): I do not! I just need a crowbar…or maybe a big hammer…
Professor Po (giggling with glee): Your resistance is futile, Covalent Blonde! Succumb to my robotic power!
Covalent Blonde (grimacing with effort): I don’t think so, you dork!
Horatio Cornblower (yelling encouragement): That’s it, CB! Now don’t forget to breathe! Push, then breathe…push, then breathe…
Covalent Blonde (gritting her teeth as she pushes at the robotic thumb): I…do not…need a frickin’….Lamaze coach!
With a creaking of gears and servomotors and other techy stuff, the thumb slowly, amazingly, opens!
Professor Po (shocked): That’s impossible!
Covalent Blonde (wriggling out of the robotic grip): Not in my vocabulary, buddy! Now I’m gonna pry open that dome of yours and…
Professor Po (raising his flamethrower hand): And what? After all, I still have my flamethro-
Suddenly the flamethrower goes out. Professor Po looks at it in astonishment, shakes it, then pushes a few buttons on his console. When it doesn’t re-ignite he shakes it again, then glares down at Moosemas Gorilla, who is grinning and holding several cables in his hand.
Professor Po (accusingly): You!
Moosemas Gorilla (feigning innocence): Ook?
Horatio Cornblower (to Po): Oh, sorry…we just found these in this access panel here in your robot’s leg. It was marked Caution: Keep Out, so we just had to take a look.
Professor Po (lifting up a yuuuge robotic foot): It doesn’t matter! I can still crush you like the bugs you are!
Suddenly Doktor Zymm’s RV crashes through the protective dome of the lunar base. The Po-Bot, already off-balance, is blown out over the moon’s surface. Po tries to use the rocket feet but only one of the feet ignites and he goes spinning off like a pinwheel into space.
Professor Po (as he spins away): You guys suuuuuuuuuuuuuuck….
Covalent Blonde starts to get blown outside as well but Moosemas Gorilla leaps and catches her. He then rebounds off of the shattered roof and back toward the RV.
Moosemas Gorilla (catching the door of the RV): Ook!
Horatio Cornblower: Good job, pal!
Covalent Blonde opens the RV door and the three tumble inside. They lie on the floor, exhausted. Otto’s Brain comes rolling over.
Otto’s Brain: Oh, hey, guys!
Covalent Blonde (tired): Hey, Otto.
Horatio Cornblower (tired): Otto.
Moosemas Gorilla (tired): Ook.
Pirate Sloth comes wandering back.
Pirate Sloth: Arr, well there ye be. Ye’ll be pleased to know we’ve got the auto-pilot back. The beastie reset when we did crash.
Otto’s Brain: Hey, that’s great news! What a break, huh, guys?
Covalent Blonde (very tired): Sure.
Horatio Cornblower (very tired): Yup.
Moosemas Gorilla (very tired): Ook.
Pirate Sloth: Aye, well I’ll be settin’ us a return course then, an’ be getting’ us back home.
Covalent Blonde (exhausted): Sounds great.
Horatio Cornblower (exhausted): Sure does.
Moosemas Gorilla (exhausted): Ook.
Pirate Sloth returns to the cockpit. Covalent Blonde sits up and pulls a piece of space wreckage out of her hair. Horatio Cornblower sits on Moosemas Gorilla’s chest as the ape begins to snore.
Otto’s Brain: Boy, did we have some excitement around here!
Covalent Blonde (holding up an empty Captain Morgan Cannon Blast bottle): Do tell. Say, you have any more of this stuff around?
Otto’s Brain: Oh, sure! The liquor cabinet in this thing is really well-stocked!
Covalent Blonde (getting up): Not for long…
Horatio Cornblower: Hey, pour me a thimble. On second thought, make it a full shot. If I’m gon’ drank, I’m gon’ drank!
To be continued…
C’est si bon.
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Oh damn. Now that I have time, I need to go back and read all of these since the bus crash and angry girl scout showed up. Last I knew, I was in Vegas fascinated by a pirate ship.
I’m in the process of applying for 30 something jobs, mostly entry level. I think 6 are law-related, and that’s fine with me. As soon as I finish these I figure I’ll move on to government work (every level) and other areas. But right now I’m just intent on getting any job. From there I have no problem working my ass off until I can take over the world.
Good luck. I think that show went off the air 25 years ago.
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So
Much
Douche
Food porn: Fall off the bone ribs
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Don’t EVER make a Thalidomide pussy joke, you sick fuck.
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Even Office Space doesn’t appreciate this.
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I’m a little dissappointed that we didn’t find out that Professor Po was actually I. K. Enemkpali the whole time.
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As someone who may or may not be drawing up a D&D map for tomorrow night, I quite enjoyed this HRTN.
Also, Po is gonna be back right? There’s no way we’ve seen the last of him.
Definitely. You can’t get rid of Po that easily (insert evil laughter).
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Is Horatio the right size that he could sit in a small bowl of rum like a hot tub?
Also, giant robots are awesome.
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Laughed way too hard at this.
IT’S NOT FUNNY!
/laughed at it too, then posted.
After the week I’ve had let me just say “God I hope so”
/Am not actually that small so will have to make do with the 16 beers in the fridge.
Just how young are they?
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Anybody else having trouble with images?
Damn, even just commenting? It is kicking me out. Maybe I should take the hint.
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How the hell??
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Job offer came out of nowhere yesterday, seems perfect fit. Have to go meet COO for lunch, wants to get a read on my “personality.”
I haven’t been this scared since Ed Reed came up to my car window in downtown Baltimore and saw I had half a Big Mac left.
Fozz, you’re talking about a senior executive. You have to increase the asshole by about 5000% before the COO will pin a medal on you and send you down the hall and say, “You’re our boy.”
They like confidence, whether false or overblown, it doesn’t matter. How else can a guy with six bankruptcies get people to think he can “get America’s economy going again.”?
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You’ll be fine; you get your vague anger out with your fine anger posts. Even if the guy is a dick, but the position is great, it will still be good. My company president is not what I’d call “dynamic” or a “true leader” I don’t have to deal with him much, since he let’s people do their thing without micromanagement it works.
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Wrong gif….. unless this management guy is……
Remember: “My biggest weaknesses are being a perfectionist and big butts”.
/thinks fozz should take the Winston Wolf approach
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZRUaDGW7WQ
Good luck! The COO best pay for lunch.
Did Ed Reed try to wash your windshield?
Good meeting, guy was about my age so it went well. Mid size company with processes, values, etc., that line up with mine (and by values I don’t mean boobs and bourble, that’s a subject for the second interview.)
I’m mentally wiped out – three hours sleep last night because our AC decided “Hey, it’s hotter than a bus full of high school cheerleaders seeing Mark Sanchez hitchhiking, why don’t I just shit the bed right now?”
Your comments, as always, were hilarious.
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Mid size company with processes, values, etc., that line up with mine (and by values I don’t mean boobs and bourble, that’s a subject for the second interview.)
What I’m hearing is that he’s bitter and hates everyone too.
Do they have any other openings?
/asking for a friend
Wow, I really fucked that up, eh?
/serenity now!!!!!
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Did the phrase “I’m here about the job…… the blow-job…..” err….. come up?
Unrelated, has anyone else watched All or Nothing on Amazon with ARI?
It’s fantastic.
Roger. Just trying to gauge how many had seen it so I don’t assume/rehash too much on the Card’s preview.
Yep.
Great stuff.
Goddammit, did you guys leave me and Hippo on the moon again?
I figured you chose to stay because the reduced gravity was less wear and tear on the knees.
Hippo is only there bcuz moon girls are easy.
😉
Not easy, easily manipulated.
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And Zymm
Shit. Beastmode’s right. Zymm and the others never got to go to the moon.
I am really going to have to recap this monster at some point.
Need a Cliff’s Notes version
You’re not on the moon.
Small bladder –> Bathroom break –> Rocket explodes
However, you did get enough change to get double-dipped donuts.
So as I sit here and prepare to waste yet another day, I have Sportscenter on. On the screen , where they are telling what stories are upcoming, included is this…
“The New Beastmode: 8:29et”
I swear to you, for a split second I genuinely thought they were gonna run a story on the new HRTN.
My brain is so totally broken. smgdh
I have Sportscenter on.
My brain is so totally broken.
/FTFY
“I don’t care how big that thing is…Po is still gonna be soft and squishy.”
That’s probably the best dick joke of the entire series.
Awww, man, I envy you. I never get the D.
Weren’t you saying something like this earlier?
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“Soft and squishy” is about the only D I am familiar with.
I’m sorry
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Personally, I’m assuming you’re talking about the Niners D(efense).
Kinda hoping that myself, actually.