Don't Dance Me I'm Forum

[Katz]

Character reasonings are all based on the forumer

Polar because he's best

Umbreon because he's duck

Juiz because of a reason that's in episode two-six

Klonoa is Sketchbook because they're both super creative and love making fun stuff

Ranger is Tony the Clock because they're both really British.

Kain is the apple because they both started out fresh and then ended up winding down.

Sambama is Shrignold because they're both very nice but misunderstood sometimes

Log, Gunnut, and Ozy are the goto animals because they're go to forumers

Turtle is Furryboy because his name is an animal's name so it makes contextual sense

SaySky is the tree because he's old and wise

ERBoH/Rob is Malcolm, the god of love because he's the god of ERBoH.com

Lawlzor is Colin because they're both supah smaht

Sane is bread because memes

Helio is spinach because he looks to be a bit hungry

Katz is Steak because favorite character

Clemi is Refrigerator because idk there could be a baguette in there

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Three fourmers are sitting around a table, doing nothing.

There's Polar, a tall red guy with hair that covers his face, and eyes on his head.



Umbreon, a green duck in a fancy suit.



Juiz, a special, slow guy with yellow skin and blue hair.



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Episode 1: Creativity

They all sit in silence, until a sketchbook, Klonoa, comes to life.

Klonoa: "What's your favorite post style? Mine is posting OC."

Juiz: "How do you make so much content?"

Klonoa: "I just try to think cre-ative-ly"

Klonoa hops over to a rep bar sitting on the table.

Klonoa: "Now when you look at this rep bar, tell me please, what do you see?"

Umbreon: "It's just a green rep bar."

Klonoa: "Maybe to you but not to me. I see a caterpillar, (Juiz: 'Wow!') looking up and smiling at me."

Umbreon: "I don't see what you mean."

Klonoa: "'Cause you're not thinking cre-ative-ly!"

Klonoa flips one of his pages up, to reveal a sketch of one of his OCs.

Klonoa: "Now take a look at my OCs!"

COOL

Klonoa: "I use my OCs to express myself!"

Polar: "That sounds really boring"

Klonoa: "I use my OCs to express myself!"

Klonoa warps the gang to the banned user list, where they see a ton of posts from spambots.

Klonoa: "Now when you look at the posts from these guys, don't you find it exciting?"

Polar, Umbreon, and Juiz: "No."

Klonoa: "Come on, take another read!"

Polar, Umbreon, and Juiz reread the posts, then realize.

Polar, Umbreon, and Juiz: "Oh!"

All of them start pointing to different posts.

All: "I can see promotion! I can see commotion! I can see a foreign man selling herbal lotion! I can see ghosts! I can see shitposts! I can see a ton of really boring posts!"

Klonoa: "I think you're getting the meaning of it! Now that you're creative, I feel like I'm home!"

Juiz is typing a poem about his feelings.

Juiz: "I'm writing a super emotional poem!"

Klonoa sets the computer fire, smiling at the look of shock on Juiz's face.

Klonoa: "Whoa there pal you may have to slow down!"

Klonoa opens the Writer's Corner for the three.

Klonoa: "Here's another great tip! (All: 'Yeah!') On how to be a creative forumer!"

Klonoa gives the gang ideas.

Klonoa: "Go collect some creative ideas, and make your favorite kind of creative writing!"

Polar: "Battles."

Umbreon: "Stories!"

Juiz: "Battle Royales!"

Klonoa smacks away Juiz's computer.

Klonoa: "Battle Royales are not creative writing."

Klonoa: "There's one more thing you need to know. Before you let your creativity flow. Listen to your heart, listen to your friends! Listen so your fun never ends!"

Klonoa gives everyone some paper and pencils.

Klonoa: "Come on, let's get creative!"

Everyone starts making battle royales. Klonoa breaks them and starts to disappear.

Klonoa: "I think we can all agree. To never be creative again"

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Stay tuned for Episode 4: Computers.

[Juiz]

You know what, I'm going to be honest with you here. When you said in chat that you were making this, I was ready to be all like "God this sucks".

I can safely say that god this doesn't suck. Very well done, buddy.

[Moonjik]

I concur with Juiz. God this doesn't suck

[Katz]

Thank you boys! Episode 2, Time, hosted by our favorite Britishman is soon.

[GonadTheNomad]

Nigel Farage is in this?

[Katz]

Nigel Farage is in this?

No, no.

[Klonoa]

Hahaha, this was really interesting! A very nice twist. (...Is it awkward that I'm planning on making a BR of my own though?)

[Katz]

Episode 2: Time

Juiz, Polar, and Umbreon are sitting on different chairs in front of the forum fan fic section, making shitposts on another tab.

Polar: "Come on guys, quit mucking around. We only have five minutes until the BR's out."

Umbreon: "That's not enough time!"

???: "There's always time... to listen!"

Polar (looking at the reader): "Huh, who is that?"

The gang's clock, named Ranger, hops off the wall and starts dancing slowly.

Ranger: "Time is a tool you see on your screen, or glance at on your wrist. The past is far behind us, the future doesn't exist."

Juiz: "Oh"

Umbreon: "What's the time?"

Ranger: "Quarter to nine, time to clean your posts!"

The gang warps to their profiles.

Umbreon: "What do you mean? They're already clean!"

Ranger (using his fingernails to scrape at the posts): "Scratch scratch scratch, til the words are clean!"

Ranger is standing in a classroom, holding up a ruler.

Ranger: "Time is a ruler to measure the day. It only goes forwards, only that way."

Ranger is spinning around the room.

Ranger: "Watch it go fast like forum game round, spinning so fast like a forum game round!"

Ranger swipes his arm and everyone is warped into a black void. When they realize what's happening, they're walking down a floating, glowing purple pathway.

Ranger: "Let's go on a JOURNEY! A journey through TIME! TIME is changing all the TIME! It's TIME to go to TIME!"

Polar: "But that sounds really bizarre, and we're going to miss the BR!"

Ranger: "DON'T BE STUPID FRIENDS! C'mon, it's time to go!"

The gang is walking in black and white through a different looking forum.

Ranger: "Time is old like phpbb times."

Forumer 1: "With usergroups, and better rhymes."

Forumer 2: "Usergroups, a simpler time."

Forumer 3: "Usergroups, I'm covered in slime!"

The guys are in the group graveyard.

Juiz (pointing to a post): "The post that is old has older users inside!"

Ranger (pointing to a post that's shriveled up): "The post that is older and shriveled up and died."

Umbreon (pointing to a user): "And this Kain guy is fresh and active to the core!"

Kain (shriveling up into a grey mess): "But I change over time and I'm not anymore..."

Ranger: "Time can be told by you or anyone, but time flies fast when you're having fun!"

Umbreon is writing a song, but Ranger slaps away the progress.

Ranger: "There's a time and a place for mucking around!"

Umbreon: "Like cake days!"

Polar: "And hiatus"

Juiz: "I'M FRIENDS WITH DION!"

Juiz is standing next to Dion, who has a warped face and an angry frown. The camera zooms on him with intense music until it cuts back to the guys in the black void.

Polar: "And then what happened after the olden days?"

Ranger: "Time went new and got old like history, posts from the past turned into a mystery."

Juiz: "A user was banned."

Ranger: "But look, Vbulletin! Everything's cool, it's the future! Time is now, the future anew, and look at all of the wonderful things you can do! With colors and usertitles and intern moderators!"

It goes to Juiz behind Dion on the computer, who's looking at scandalous images. The computer is branded LLZR.

Juiz: "U-uh Di-Dion is a-a computer!"

The computer's image warps in to a face. The face of Ranger!

Ranger: "Look at the time!"

Umbreon: "It's quarter past eight, there's spam on my plate!"

Juiz: "It's twenty past day, there's spam on my tray!"

Umbreon: "It's eleven to twelve, there's spam in my posts."

Polar: "It's nine thirty, there's spam everywhere... spam everywhere..."

The guys are back on the furniture, in front of the tv.

Ranger: "Now you can see the importance of time. It helps us make stories, it keeps things in line."

Umbreon: "But when did it start?"

Juiz: "And when will it stop?"

Ranger: "Time is important and I am a clock."

Polar: "If we run out of time, then where does it go?"

Juiz: "Is time even real? Does anyone know?"

Umbreon: "Maybe time's just a construct of human perception. An illusion created by-"

Ranger (slowly and then screaming): "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!"

Everyone's ears are bleeding, as they cringe in pain.

Ranger: "Sunrise, sunset, day, and night. The change of hosts, the smell of shite. Look at your age grow isn't it strange? How time makes your appearance change?"

The three start yelling as their bodies are warped into old, slow abominations. They stay on their furniture as they fall apart from the inside out.

Juiz: "MAKE IT STOP!"

Ranger: "It's out of my hands, I'm only a clock. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine, but eventually everyone runs out of time."

---

The camera zooms out, revealing that the previous events were the BR they were waiting for. Polar turns the tv off, as the gang sits on their furniture.

Polar: "Welp. Time for lunch."

[Samos]

Brilliant. Keep it up.

[Katz]

Episode 3: Love

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The gang is out in the forest, away from the forum.

Polar: "Isn’t it nice to finally be offline on such a beautiful day? "

Umbreon: "Yes! And I’ve packed us a delicious chicken picnic!"

A little butterfly is flying around, to Juiz's amusement. Umbreon swats it, killing it.

Umbreon: "Eh! Pesky bee!"

Juiz starts crying, and runs away.

Polar: "Hmm. He seems upset about something."

Polar shrugs and opens the picnic basket.

Polar: "I wonder what will happen."

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Juiz has climbed up a tree, still crying. Suddenly, he spots a big, sentient butterfly. Sambama.

Sambama: "It makes ya sad, doesn’t it?"

Juiz: "Huh?"

Sambama: "That there’s so much hatred in the world. I hope you don’t mind if I ask you a question."

Juiz: "A little baby pigeon!"

Sambama: "Have you ever wondered about why we're all here? What's it all about? You've no idea. And everywhere you look, all you see is hatred, and darkness, death, and fear. But it doesn't have to be -- that I hate you, and you hate me. Cause even though we're different, it doesn't make a difference. And we can return to online safety."

Sambama grabs Juiz's hands.

Sambama: "No you don't know who I am, but maybe I could hold your hand. And if we go back online, we could learn about love."

Juiz: "What? I feel tingly!"

Sambama: "Yes, that's love, my friend. And you're about to learn all about it!"

Sambama flies Juiz through the barrier of reality, back to the forum world. It's all pink and cushiony.

(Love is online, love is yours and mine)
(Love is online, love is yours and mine)
(Love is online, love is yours and mine)
(Love is online, love is yours and mine)

Sambama: "And do you ever feel that real life's unfair? Cause everyone expects too much from you or no one cares? But maybe if you stay with me, you will see, that love is all online!"

Juiz: "What is it love? Is it a username?"

Sambama: "No, it's a feeling deep inside!"

Juiz: "Because I'm hungry?"

Sambama: "No, because you're lonely. I can see it in your eyes!"

Juiz: "I don't understand."

Sambama: "Don't worry! You will soon. Come and meet some of my friends, they know all about love! Come on, just through the URL!"

The shot goes back to Polar and Umbreon, sitting by their food.

Umbreon: "Oh look, there he goes! Going back online!"

Polar: "Maybe we should too, or we'll get left behind."

Umbreon: "Yes, but there's a lot of chicken left.. And I'd like to eat the chicken."

Polar (nodding): "I would also like to eat the chicken, let's do that instead."

Juiz and Sambama are inside of some kind of cushiony, pink version of the forum. A bunch of fake, plastic looking forumers are gathered around, with a giant SaySky statue in the middle.

Sambama: "So here we are with all my friends, and they love you, all of them!"

Log: "Yes we do!"

Gunnut: "It is true!"

Ozy: "We love you!"

Turtle: "It is true!"

Juiz (laughing): "Hehe, I love you too turtle boy!"

Juiz pets Turtle.

Turtle: "Hehe, HARDER"

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Polar and Umbreon are sitting in a bloody mess of chicken bones.

Polar: "Now that we've eaten the chicken, I don't know what to do."

Umbreon: "Maybe we should look for our friend, isn't that what friends do? ... And we have finished the chicken picnic (quivering)."

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Sambama: "To love each other is to care! To be kind-"

Christina: "And to share!"

Log: "I love my friend so I give him a hug."

Ozy (holding up rap battle): "I made this for you cause I love you so much."

Turtle: "I love my pet, cause he's not banned."

Juiz: "I love SaySky! And I love this post! And I-"

Sambama: "No, no, that's not how it's done. You must save your love for your special one!"

Juiz: "My special one?"

Gunnut: "Everyone has a special one!"

Juiz: "Even me? But I am lonely!"

Sambama: "Yes it's true, but do not worry. You're confused, that's okay. Let me put it.. Another way."

The camera zooms in on SaySky, who's eyes are now open and has a functioning mouth.

SaySky: "This is the story of Lando, the loneliest boy in town."

SaySky's stomach starts project a handmade animation of the story being sang.

SaySky: "This is the story of Lando, the ugliest boy in town. Ugly and weak, they called him a freak, so he lived on his own underground. He lived on his own underground... he lived on his own underground..."

Sambama: "You see? Everyone has a special one!"

...

...

...

Log: "Even Lando!"

Sambama: "Your heart beats fast like a big love drum, calling for your special one."

Log: "So be patient! Cause just maybe-"

All forumers and Sambama: "Your special one will come!"

The forumers are showing examples of pairs of people.

Turtle: "He's made for her!"

Ozy: "And she's made for him!"

Log: "That's the way it's always been!"

Turtle: "And it's perfect!"

Gunnut: "And it's pure!"

Sambama: "And it's protected with a ring!"

SaySky: "That's the way that all love goes!"

Ozy: "And like a flower, it grows and grows!"

Gunnut: "And it's forever!"

Christina: "And forever!"

Suddenly, the camera gets dark, revealing a terrifying monster head.

Sambama: "And now we all worship our-"

All: "King!"

Dion can be seen watching his friend in the crowd.

All: "Our king!"

Juiz: "Huh?"

All: "Our king!"

Sambama: "His name is Rob!"

All: "Our king!"

Turtle: "He is the king of love!"

All: "Our king!"

Ozy: "We must feed him!"

All: "Our king!"

Log: "We must feed him gravel!"

All: "Our king!"

Sambama: "Or he becomes angry!'

Rob: "...un.... gravel....."

Sambama: "This is your chance to start anew! And all we're asking you to do-"

Gunnut: "Is change your name!"

Turtle: "And clean your brain!"

Sambama (grinning evilly): "And forget about anything you ever knew!"

Ozy: "And your heart will vanish home"

Nameless-Female-Juiz: "And our love will never go!"

Sambama: "Now wear this ring!"

All: "AND JOIN THE KING!"

Sambama: "And you will never be alone."

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Juiz snaps awake, screaming. He's looking around, until he spots Umbreon and Polar.

Polar: "Oh, there you are. We've been looking for you all afternoon."

Umbreon: "We're sorry we upset you. But look, we've saved you the last boiled egg. To cheer you up."

Polar: "It must be because we -- LOVE -- you."

Juiz: "For me??"

The egg starts to hatch. When it does, a meaty fusion of Sambama and Juiz pops out, bleeding.

Creature: "FATHER!"

Umbreon swats it.

Umbreon: "Eh! Pesky bee!"

Polar: "Welp. I guess it's time to head home. There's nothing to do for the rest of the day."