Once I suggested my idea for a TRF sitcom. After a while, little funny skits began to form, until I finally flet compelled to write them down.
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Kass's first steps on the net
Kas is at home, on the computer.
"Hm, I wonder if there are any good sites on this 'Easy Board'... The Rebel Faction? That sounds fun."
Elsewhere, at Gash Jiren HQ
"Hey Gash, what's wrong?"
"I felt a great disturbance in the net, as if millions of posters cried out, and were suddenly silenced..."
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The Spam-attack on TRF
Scene opens with TRF on a Hawaiian Island. Kas is at a lookout post, asleep.
"Zzzzz..... The world is mine... Zzzzz.... Oh, cookies..."
Suddenly japanese fighter with large cans of spam fly overhead, waking him. He looks on as the U.S.S. Rebel Cafe is sunk.
"Well... Crap"
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Gash and the net loser
Gash is on the computer. On the screen is a post titled simply "TrF IS the Suxxors LOL!!!", within which are simple lines like "ur gay LOOL". Gash glares at the screen.
elsewhere, at the loser's home.
"I wonder if anyone checked my thread"
*click*
He reads for a few moments, until Gash's glare burns through the screen and blows his head up.
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Trying to read Ren
Kas is sitting at home trying to understand Ren's latest post.
"It doesn't make any sense!"
Elsewhere, Gash is trying the same.
"Damn it, what is he saying?"
Ren's room
There, a thousand monkeys can be found on a thousand computers, tapping away. Number 759 is wearing a name-tag saying "Ren".
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The Return of Hyfe
Gash and Kas are walking, arguing about something, when a light in the sky catches their eyes.
A big-boy shaped space rocket is plummeting to earth. Finally coming to earth in a ball of fire in the centre of TRF. Slowly, posters gather around the crater. As Kraken peers over the edge his head is blown off by a column of fire. Hyfe rises triumphantly from the crater.
"I'm Back, baby!"
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The porno incident
Gash is flicking through the battlegrounds when he comes across a rather recent thread involving nude twi'leks.
"Dear god, Kas come in here quick!"
There is no response.
"Kas?"
Gash goes to investigate. He finds Kas curled in a ball on the ground, clutching his cross.
"Already read it?"
"He said Jui-"
"I know what he said."
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The war of dumb good-guys
Gash and Kas are online.
"Hey Gash, look at this!"
They watch as an army runs head-first into The New Orders' guns untill all are killed, the last few still charging thought they are alone.
"Kinda makes you think about the preciousness of life, doesn't it Gash?"
"I guees."
...
"Wanna get some burgers?"
"Sounds good."
They log off.
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Dolash the Manic-Depressive
An average day at TRF, when suddenly a geek wanders in. No one seems to notice until Simon looks up.
"@#%$, Dolash is coming!"
Everyone tries to get out, but its' too late, he begins to talk.
"Ever noticed how little we care for the people in modern days - Ketchup for all! - What's the point in resisting, we'll only lose - Look, shiny keys! - the Light is fighting a doomed cause - Time for a crazy open election!"
Everyone pours out of the room. Kas is clawing at his head.
"Its' like the annoying whining is actually sticking to my ears"
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DISCLAIMER: This next one is not very much like Ceel, but then I don't really know much about Ceel, so I just guessed.
Ceel comes over
Just a regular day at TRF, until...
Gash groans. "Ceel is coming, the bastard..."
Kas frowns "Surely he can't be that bad."
Ceel comes over "Hello lesser life forms. I see your board is still operating, by some freakish tweak of nature. When it eventually fails I may consider giving you a position cleaning my toilets and wiping my 2nd-hand man's ass."
...
"So that's Ceel?"
"Yeah"
"The Bastard."
"Yeah"
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n00bz
All the TRF krew are hanging around the site, when Kas spies a new face tentativly moving towards the site.
"Uh oh, new guy alert."
Gash looks up, and suddenly becomes alert.
"Get down."
As the pair duck, the new guy opens his mouth and succeeds in getting out the word "hello-" before a ravenous hoard of fleeters run him down, trying to drag him off towards their various grottos.
"Good call."
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Kass's first steps on the net
Kas is at home, on the computer.
"Hm, I wonder if there are any good sites on this 'Easy Board'... The Rebel Faction? That sounds fun."
Elsewhere, at Gash Jiren HQ
"Hey Gash, what's wrong?"
"I felt a great disturbance in the net, as if millions of posters cried out, and were suddenly silenced..."
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The Spam-attack on TRF
Scene opens with TRF on a Hawaiian Island. Kas is at a lookout post, asleep.
"Zzzzz..... The world is mine... Zzzzz.... Oh, cookies..."
Suddenly japanese fighter with large cans of spam fly overhead, waking him. He looks on as the U.S.S. Rebel Cafe is sunk.
"Well... Crap"
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Gash and the net loser
Gash is on the computer. On the screen is a post titled simply "TrF IS the Suxxors LOL!!!", within which are simple lines like "ur gay LOOL". Gash glares at the screen.
elsewhere, at the loser's home.
"I wonder if anyone checked my thread"
*click*
He reads for a few moments, until Gash's glare burns through the screen and blows his head up.
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Trying to read Ren
Kas is sitting at home trying to understand Ren's latest post.
"It doesn't make any sense!"
Elsewhere, Gash is trying the same.
"Damn it, what is he saying?"
Ren's room
There, a thousand monkeys can be found on a thousand computers, tapping away. Number 759 is wearing a name-tag saying "Ren".
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The Return of Hyfe
Gash and Kas are walking, arguing about something, when a light in the sky catches their eyes.
A big-boy shaped space rocket is plummeting to earth. Finally coming to earth in a ball of fire in the centre of TRF. Slowly, posters gather around the crater. As Kraken peers over the edge his head is blown off by a column of fire. Hyfe rises triumphantly from the crater.
"I'm Back, baby!"
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The porno incident
Gash is flicking through the battlegrounds when he comes across a rather recent thread involving nude twi'leks.
"Dear god, Kas come in here quick!"
There is no response.
"Kas?"
Gash goes to investigate. He finds Kas curled in a ball on the ground, clutching his cross.
"Already read it?"
"He said Jui-"
"I know what he said."
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The war of dumb good-guys
Gash and Kas are online.
"Hey Gash, look at this!"
They watch as an army runs head-first into The New Orders' guns untill all are killed, the last few still charging thought they are alone.
"Kinda makes you think about the preciousness of life, doesn't it Gash?"
"I guees."
...
"Wanna get some burgers?"
"Sounds good."
They log off.
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Dolash the Manic-Depressive
An average day at TRF, when suddenly a geek wanders in. No one seems to notice until Simon looks up.
"@#%$, Dolash is coming!"
Everyone tries to get out, but its' too late, he begins to talk.
"Ever noticed how little we care for the people in modern days - Ketchup for all! - What's the point in resisting, we'll only lose - Look, shiny keys! - the Light is fighting a doomed cause - Time for a crazy open election!"
Everyone pours out of the room. Kas is clawing at his head.
"Its' like the annoying whining is actually sticking to my ears"
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DISCLAIMER: This next one is not very much like Ceel, but then I don't really know much about Ceel, so I just guessed.
Ceel comes over
Just a regular day at TRF, until...
Gash groans. "Ceel is coming, the bastard..."
Kas frowns "Surely he can't be that bad."
Ceel comes over "Hello lesser life forms. I see your board is still operating, by some freakish tweak of nature. When it eventually fails I may consider giving you a position cleaning my toilets and wiping my 2nd-hand man's ass."
...
"So that's Ceel?"
"Yeah"
"The Bastard."
"Yeah"
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n00bz
All the TRF krew are hanging around the site, when Kas spies a new face tentativly moving towards the site.
"Uh oh, new guy alert."
Gash looks up, and suddenly becomes alert.
"Get down."
As the pair duck, the new guy opens his mouth and succeeds in getting out the word "hello-" before a ravenous hoard of fleeters run him down, trying to drag him off towards their various grottos.
"Good call."
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