User:Lollipop/The Admins and the Users: A Two Part Musical
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The Admins and the Users: A Two Part Musical
edit Act One
edit Scene One
Location: Admin's shadowy lair
Skully (ordering from a Starbucks): One small latte, and a egg florentine sandwich. $ 8.50? Yes okay. May I have the reciept? I'll charge it to uncyclopedia's secrete revenue stream. Okay, thank you.
L.J.: Somebody likes Starbucks.
Skully: It's really just calm me down.
L.J. (while gulping down a bottle of whiskey): Hmph, theres only one thaing that will calm us down.
Lyrithya: Whew! What an exhausting afternoon! Cake. (silence as waiter ignores her). CAKE! CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!!!
L.J.: You're telling me. What happened out there?
Lyrithya: Some blanker was on the loose. And I had to huff 19,000 VFD articles. The singing muffins can sing for only so long, you know. It was funny the first three dozen times.
Skully: Just a sec, i'm on my Sysoplet.
Lyrithya: CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (waiter starts to cut a piece of cake)
Socky (while walking in): A what?
Skully: You know, a special monitor that can do two things at once.
Socky: A bot?
Skully: No,it's in the shape of an iPad.
Socky: Oh. When do I get mine?
Skully: I already gave you it. It was in your uncyclopedia admin Christmas basket.
Socky: I like the Christmas basket. Those envelopes with $5 vouchers to the Bodyshop the "users" get, they are so lame. It was my idea to give them Bodyshop vouchers. What's doing on IRC?
Skully: Aw, Lollipop is irritating everyone again. I think he has even exausted his own patience. I'll quiet him down.
L.J.: The only way to get Lollipop to shut up is to put a wrapper on him! Hahahaha!
Skully (while high-fiving L.J.): Nice one, L.J. Hahaha. L.J. you are such a really neat guy.
Mordillo (whom all this time was sitting on the armchair reading the paper): Well, it seems I have to go. Wish me luck fellahs.
Chief: Good luck, Dillo.
(Mordillo steps out of the admin lounge onto the Recent Changes)
Mordllio: Everything seems under control here...and, what is that from the distance?
(Something hurling comes towards him)
Mordillo: I hope that's not who I think it is.
(The creature comes closer, revealing to be...)
Mordillo: A GOMPHOG SOCK!! AAAAAAAAA!
(Mordillo tries to get away, but the sock slowly devours him one body part at a time)
Chief: I'll go see how Mordillo's doing...AAAAGGGGHHHHH!
L.J.: What happened?
Chief: Mordillo's been eaten...by a Gomphog sock.
Skully: War to the users! War!
L.J.: War to all non admins!
edit Scene Two
Aleister: Aah, what a ride, what a ride. We were almost killed. What did we do to deserve this?
Hyperbole (who happens to be the bartender): Can I fill up your drink Al?
Aleister: Hyperbole, are you still a bartender?
Hyperbole: Since getting dischagred as an admin work around here is tough, and besides, being around all you users is a pleasure!
Aleister: Aye, heck Hyperbole, you are a great guy to be around too.
(Magic man walks in)
Magic man: Hey Ali, you guys about to kiss or something?
Aleister: Magic Man!!!
Magic man: Ali!!!
(They break into song: My Buddy Aleister)
Hyperbole: You guys just sang a two minute song!?
Magic man: It's a musical, why shouldn't we?
Hyperbole: Ahh, well, because you shouldn't. And not in the Uncyclosaloon.
Aleister: Anyway, it's been so good to see you Magicman, how have you been.
Magic man: Pretty good. But the other day, I...I...
Aleister: C'mon bud, you can tell me.
Magic man: You know Another n00b?
Aleister: I've heard of him. Go on.
Magic man: The admins captured him.
Magic man: Yeah, and...he's dead.
Aleister: No. Dead?
(Three shots ring out)
Aleister: Agh, it's the admins. HIDE!
L.J.: Hah, I see you IP's. Hey, 65.783.224.89, come out.
(65.783.224.89 comes out from hiding)
(L.J. shoots and kills 65.783.224.89)
65.783.224.90: Hey! You shot my brother!
L.J.: I also shot you.
(L.J. kills the other IP)
Magic man: Quick, Hyperbole, Aleister, onto my horse.
L.J.: Say goodbye to the Uncyclosaloon!
(L.J. throws grenade at Uncyclosaloon and blows up entire place. All IP's are killed. Except one.)
Last IP: I can't survive like this! I need to make a user account.
L.J.: Hah, I see you too!
(L.J. kills the last IP)