Cast[]
Octal
Timmy
Franklin
Innersloth
NL
ForteGreen
Plot[]
The main hunt[]
Octal: I need to find those hackers!
Timmy: Haha, we're out!
Franklin: Leaving was my idea.
Innersloth: FGRYTU! That's the code!
Octal: Got you—oh. *they teleported*
Timmy: Loser!
Franklin: Too slow!
Octal: Hmm… maybe I should delete the files.
Franklin: Noo!
Timmy: Haha! We have a backup.
Octal: I can delete all your files if you want.
Franklin: Or?
Timmy: You wanna surrender?
Franklin: No! I'm not a baby or coward!
Octal: Technically, you are babies(as in children).
Innersloth: Ohhh! Get roasted, haha!
Franklin: I feel awful now.
Octal: Time to delete the files. *deletes files*
Timmy: Oh, come on! *apprehended*
Innersloth: Got 'em.
Octal: Script injection is needed for mods, but I'll bar them.
Innersloth: Thank you!
Octal: Just another day as security manager.
*Timmy and Franklin are seen in prison*
Timmy: Maybe we should code it from scratch.
Franklin: No, he disabled that already.
Timmy: Make a mod that people install and frees us?
Franklin: Hmm…
Octal: I can track your network activity as security manager, y'know.
Innersloth: It's time for court.
At the court[]
Wokebruh: Well, well, well. The noobs who thought they were untouchable because they escaped the cheaters' lobby.
Octal: They forgot my powers as security manager.
Timmy and Franklin: We didn—
Wokebruh: SILENCE! YOU BOTH ARE GUILTY! LIFE IN PRISON! *smashes gavel so hard the judges' table snaps in two*
Innersloth: Jeez, calm down, Judge.
Wokebruh: I HAVE to be aggressive, or those juvenile delinquents will make some snappy comeback!
Octal: Those children are dead to me, Woke. Take them away.
Mother: No! My poor babies!
Octal: You realized they logged your private social media accounts and set up spy cameras all around your house? From your network traffic, they've been posting inappropriate pictures of you from your accounts while posing as you. It's a good thing they're gone; don't you see that?
Mother: If only I had known…
Innersloth: It's already done. Your online reputation is dead and buried.
Mother: Mind if I slap them so hard they don't even think about it?
Wokebruh: Go ahead.
Mother: *slaps them*
Franklin: Owie.
Wokebruh: Now go! Fulfill your sole purposes in life as failures and poor examples of minicrewmates!
Trivia[]
- This is a manhunt and arrest trial.
- This occured right after AULFbioC9.