The Glitch/Episodes/Pilot: Part 2

Continued from Pilot: Part 1.

Part 2
LAST TIME

Mochlum: Everyone died and fell down this glitch room,

NOW

Mochlum: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Bob: SHUT-

(explosion)

Mochlum: Ugh, where are we?

Bob: Looks like a film studio.

PR: MOCH! BOB!

Mochlum: PHANTOM!

PR: You gotta do something. Everyone is!

(Mochlum gets transported to other room. Followed by Bob.)

Mochlum: Erg! A prison! (throws self against wall) AAAAARRRGGG!

Bob: (in other room) Ah well. (plays 3DS)

Mochlum: BAAAAAALLLLLLLS! ALL MY FRIENDS! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY BUNKER FRIENDS IS TRAPPED IN HERE! HOLY FRIGGIN BUTTS! I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO TELL BOB-

(everyone is transported into same room)

Mochlum: -THAT I WAS GAY FOR HIM!

UMG: Gay for who?

Mochlum: Err.....

JS: Probably me.

Mochlum: Er... yeah! You and CC00!

Bob: (sighs)

Mochlum: (sighs)

ACF01: So where are we?

(mysterious laugh is heard again)

PR: It is the voice again!

BJ: Is that?

(man walks in)

Man: Whoever you were thinking, it isn't him. It is me! BILL COGNELL! THE PRODUCER OF "Wet Planet".

Bob: ..."Wet Planet"?

Bill: Yeah! A reality show about all the corrupt people in the galaxy and some of the nice people inside a planet called Earth!

PR: So, Earth is just a giant show set?

Bill: Nope, Earth isn't real. See all those people strapped into seats? Their souls are in the holographic world of Earth! Then we slap on the word "reality" and it becomes 10 times more cool to watch! The war, the famine, the death, the stupidity, it is amazing!

BJ: So that room was just a glitch?

Bill: Yep! Now that you're here, we might as well make good work of you. Wanna join a reality show focusing on your stupidity?

CC00: Oh please, we're all smart. Except for one person, I'm not gonna say who.

Bill: I don't care! You pretend to be that way! Either that, or we could kill you.

PR: Okay, team circle!

(everyone huddles to make a decision)

UMG: I don't trust him.

Bob: We should. Look at all those people strapped in! Barack Obama, Shigeru Miyamoto, Sarah Palin, Angelina Joline....

Faves: What else can we do?

PR: (sigh) We agree.

Bill: Let's prepare the pilot!

Mochlum: Wait a minute...

Bob: What?

Mochlum: If the pilot isn't picked up... we may be freed!

(angel chorus sings)

Bill: Oh, it's the angels from Planet Blorijs9p;ow agian. (shoots at the ceiling and dead bodies fall) Now get ready guys! (evil smile)

PR: Or not...

TO BE CONTINUED!