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Glue and PDA have a conversation[]
The episode starts with the text "October 25th, 2023" in the sky. The screen pans down to PDA and Glue Sitting at a table, a reference to What Do You Think of Roleplay? It seems to be in front of Gelatin's Steakhouse.
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I just don't know anymore, man! Shopping Cart hates me, Conch Shell hates me, and now Rubber Spatula hates me.
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They said that?
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Didn't have to. I could see it on their faces. Straight contempt, every last one of them.
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Don't you think you might be... overreacting?
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I'm sorry, Glue. What's your room number again?
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Uhhhh-
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That's right, YOU DON'T HAVE ONE! Because you don't LIVE in the Hotel! So please, before I have a HEART ATTACK, tell me how YOU could POSSIBLY know more than me about this!
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...Go on! I want to hear!
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You're right, I'm sorry.
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Thank you.
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May I suggest something?
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Of course! You don't gotta ask, I always value your input.
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O- OK, well, people tend to like it when people do nice things, for them.
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Ohhh, I see where you're going with this! I do a couple good deeds, and then they'll all want to be my friend and do whatever I want!
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Oh, well, you shouldn't do nice things expecting a reward-
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You're a lifesaver, man. See ya around!
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...I need to stop hanging out with them.
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PDA meets up with the other failed debuters[]
Handy helper here! One of you guys owns a pet snake, right? It ran away.
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What!?
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Sorry, 'slithered' away.
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How did you get unstuck?
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I asked a question first.
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Pin flies through the air in the background.
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AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
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So, none of you own... Spots?
He's green and black, about yay tall, likes to bolt off really fast when you take off its leash.
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It says all that on the collar?
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PDA throws the collar off the hotel.
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Yes.
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Well, it's no one here's! Now can you answer my question?
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Oh, well, uh...
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Everyone! An escape!
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The failed debuters climb up Bell's string.
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Cut to Robot Flower beating up the failed debuters.
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Another cut to the failed debuters glued to the Hotel.
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The scene continues, PDA talking during the scene.
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We all got caught and glued onto the roof and all that. Except, I quickly realized they forgot to put glue under me. Not sure how they overlooked that. I guess I just got lucky... except for my screen being cracked. Had to spend a pretty penny getting that fixed.
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Income Tax Return Document gasps for air, then sighs in relief.
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You know, Robot Flower probably has some adhesive remover in her shop. If you go down and get it, you could unglue ALL of us!
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Would that be a good deed?
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...What?
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Would that be a good deed? Would you guys like me and do stuff for me in return?
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Uhh... sure.
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What about the contestants? If I get caught, then I'm stuck with all of you guys, and... no offense, but I'd rather strap myself in front of a train and crash it into a wall than have that happen.
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None taken! Yaaa~!
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They're all off doing a challenge in the middle of the canal, miles away.
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This might be our only chance to escape!
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Okay, okay, I'll do it.
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First things first, communication is key. I'll need you guys to give me directions. Let me just get myself a mic.
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PDA!
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What?
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You have a microphone built in!
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You guys need a microphone though.
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Camera has one too!
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Oh yeah.
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PDA throws Boom Mic and Salt Lamp off the hotel.
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Okay then, where's Camera?
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Clapboard lifts their leg, showing Camera glued to their foot.
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Yikes.
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PDA tries to connect to Camera using Bluetooth, and a text-to-speech voice says, "Locating Bluetooth device." Then the text "Connecting to xX_C4M3R4_Xx" displays on their screen.
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Yeah, awesome name dude.
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An error appears on PDA's screen, and the text-to-speech voice says, "Bluetooth connection failed."
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What!? Come on! Just gotta... go into my settings or whatever, just give me a second... and... Boom!
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PDA starts rapidly tapping on their screen with their stylus while the camera cuts to Discy, Kitchen Sink, and Conch Shell looking annoyed. The text-to-speech voice then says, "Bluetooth device connected."
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There we go! *echoing* Uh.... *echoing*
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Just GO in the hotel already! *Echoing*
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Okay!
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PDA enters the hotel[]
PDA walks down the stairs and opens a door.
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La la la la la la la!
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Okay, so, Robot Flower's shop should have adhesive remover. Go down to the first floor.
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PDA continues walking, ignoring Rubber Spatula.
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Are you down there yet?
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Still going downstairs!
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No, you aren't.
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Cut to PDA on Camera's screen.
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We can all see you on the hotel security camera.
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Okay, look, I have something I need to do.
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We don't have time! Get away from my room and go downstairs!
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Oh wait, is this your room?
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Uh... No... No, it's not.
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Too late!
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PDA goes inside Rubber Spatula's room.
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PDA! Stay out of my room! I'm gonna count to three, PDA! 1... 2... 2.5... 2.75... 2.78...75 *gibberish*
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PDA walks out of Rubber Spatula's room holding a pile of his stuff.
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Consider your room cleaned. I found some clutter to toss.
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What!? Those aren't yours to throw out!
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PDA throws Rubber Spatula's stuff into a box that says,
"PDA'S STUFF DO NOT EAT!!!" |
Ha ha!
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Why are you laughing? They're going into your room next.
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What!? Do not step foot in my room, PDA!
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Jeez, I'm just trying to clean up! Be grateful.
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PDA walks into Discy's room.
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UGH! Out of all people, why'd it have to be them?
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The camera fades to the collar and Boom Mic and Salt Lamp flying through the air. The camera then pans down to Marker, Fanny, Donut, and Pin on the balance beam from Balancing P.A.C.T.
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Hello? Uh, Fanny?
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Sorry, I, uh, I think I know what happened to Tree.
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The screen pans to Tree in the canal, and Black Hole flying over to him.
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What on CANAL happened here!?
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I think... someone gave life back to my body. So when I was recovered, I came back like this.
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Wha- Uh- This is ridiculous! What are we gonna do!
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I don't know? Maybe we could-
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Uh... hold that thought. I think I see someone drowning! To your right!
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Where?
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About a mile away.
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Boom Mic, Salt Lamp, and the collar fly around Black Hole and get sent flying back towards the hotel.
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Did you hear that?
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Black holes aren't known for their sense of hearing.
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The screen fades to PDA inside Conch Shell's room.
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Okay, Conchy, whatcha got?
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Just normal stuff, ya know! I'm a normal guy!
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Normal stuff. That's good; I like normal stuff.
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Go downstairs already!
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The challenge could end at any second!
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What in the world is that.
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Huh?
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The poster.
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It cuts to a poster on the wall, of Conch Shell laying in a hospital bed with his eyes closed, and a pipe wrapped around him, and one connected to his arm.
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The one with the puppies?
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I'm astounded you don't immediately know which one I'm talking about.
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The kitty one?
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The one where you are DYING!
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Oh! That's when I had pinkeye!
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...I didn't know that pinkeye could be that bad. I'm uncomfortable now.
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PDA, the PLAN!
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I'm not doing your stupid plan, idiot!
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What!?
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Spots' collar crashes into the window, hitting PDA in the face.
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Ack! Strange. Sorry about that outburst, guys. Just got a little stre-
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Boom Mic and Salt Lamp crash into the window, knocking out PDA.
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What do you mean you're not doing my plan!?
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They're not answering. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!
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STOP! PLEASE STOP, I'M GONNA BE SICK!
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Now what do we do?
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We wait. That's all we can do.
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After PDA wakes up[]
The scene cuts to PDA, waking up from their knockout.
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*Groans and makes unintelligible sounds* S-sorry about that, guys. I don't know what happened there.
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Hello?
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The scene cuts to another PDA, who is in the mirror of the room.
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PDA in the mirror: They HATE you. *crosses their arms*
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Wha- Wha?-
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PDA in the mirror: That's why they're ignoring you. They hate you and they want you to fail. *uncrosses their arms*
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*Their lips quiver*
I KNEW THEY HATED ME! I just knew it! I give and give and give and they all just don't care! |
PDA in the mirror: Mhm. That's why-
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Maybe I did something wrong! Maybe this is all my fault!
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PDA in the mirror: Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Nothing is ever your fault, PDA.
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*Sighs* You're right, sorry about that. I- I just don't GET how they could be so mad at me if I'm doing everything right!
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PDA in the mirror: Because they suck! Everyone sucks! They see you, you're a genius mind, your charismatic nature, and your bowling high score of 196, and they feel bad about themselves. YOU'RE better than them! You don't owe them anything! For ONCE IN YOUR LIFE, PDA, do something for yourself!
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The scene switches back to PDA, them being shocked.
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Do something for myself. Huh. I've- I've never thought of that before. Thanks, PDA.
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PDA runs out of the room, showing that the PDA in the mirror is gone.
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PDA meets up with the other failed debuters again[]
The scene cuts back to the failed debuters, still glued onto the Hotel.
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Okay. I just had an awesome idea, guys. What if WE send PDA down to get the glue remover for us?
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WHAT?? We've been doing that-
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PDA gets out of the Hotel using the elevator, holding the box with "their" stuff.
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PDA! Did you get the glue remover?
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No, actually, I didn't. I'm tired of always having to do stuff for you.
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...WHAT.
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Your plan sucked! I came up with a better one.
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PDA dumps out all the stuff they stole out of their box.
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And even though I shouldn’t, given how RUDE you've all been to me all my life, I'm going to help you guys too.
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The scene cuts to an angry Rubber Spatula, while PDA builds something with all the things that they stole.
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Two suddenly pops onto the Hotel, holding Boom Mic and Salt Lamp.
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Hey guys! Lose something?
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Two puts Boom Mic back together, making them come back to life while Salt Lamp is still glued onto them.
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WOAH! What the- *PDA says this while taking Boom Mic apart then back together* Dead, alive, dead, alive, dead, alive, dead, alive, dead, alive, dead, alive, dead, alive, de-
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What are you doing UNSTUCK, PDA?
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Oh shoot. Gotta do my plan, quick!
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Plan?
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The scene cuts to PDA's catapult they made out of the things they stole from some of the failed debuters.
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I made a catapult from all the stuff I borrowed from you guys' rooms! I figured even if we got unglued, Two would just snap us back. With this, we can take care of Two for good!
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The camera pans to show the catapult is smaller than PDA.
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Unfortunately, I didn't get the materials to make it bigger than this. But, David killed Goliath with only a pebble, y'know?
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PDA launches a small ball repeatedly at Two, but it doesn't go far enough.
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Okay, wait, uh... let me try again. One more time just... wait a sec. Okay I swear it'll work this-
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The scene cuts to PDA angrily glued to the roof.
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So, uh... Thanks PDA.
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Be quiet.
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Hey, everyone, let's all say it together. Thaaaanks PDA-okay. Why did no one else say it with me?
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We all make mistakes, Rubber Spatula!
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Sure, but there's a difference between making a mistake and deliberate sabotage.
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Sabotage? You think I screwed up on purpose? Y'know, I had a plan B, but now I'm thinking you guys don't deserve it.
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That's fine with me.
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Yeah.
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Me too.
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...Okay, if you guys want me to do it soooo bad, I guess I'll save the day.
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PDA calls Glue.
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Come on, pick up.
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An error appears on PDA's screen saying "You are blocked!"
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What?!
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Y'know what? Being glued is fine, actually. I doubt I'll need to move anytime soon.
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So... you don't have a plan C?
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No.
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The credits play.
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Stinger[]
The screen fades to a cloudy sky and pans down to glue relaxing at a beach with sunglasses on. They look at a picture of PDA and throw it into the water.
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Good riddance.
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Juice Box comes out a bush.
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Dude! Did you just throw that picture into the water?
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Wh-
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That is littering! What is wrong with you?
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I mean- I- I don't know!
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Why are you arguing with me? Go pick it up!
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Okay...
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This is the only planet we get, y'know.
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Glue walks into the water while the screen fades to black.
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