CBT ReTwo - Scene 4

*[The contestants enter the torture room, where they are greeted by the smell of Mothballs, Dust, and dread. One of them will be eliminated.]*

**Paper Lantern**: M-me very worry. Me not want eliminated.

**Paperclip Snake**: Relax, PL! I'm sure the voters wouldn't want you gone.

**Paper Lantern**: T-thank you, Snake!

**Paperclip Snake**: No problem. Also, if you want to start speaking Chinese, go ahead. I don't believe anyone would mind.

**Paper Lantern**: W-what? Me speak Chinese? No thanks, Snake. Me try to get better at speak Engish.

**Paperclip Snake**: Are you sure? I just want you to b-

**Octagon**: She said she wants to improve her English. If she speaks Chinese, she does not improve English. It is not very hard to understand.

**Paperclip Snake**: I just want her to be comfortable.

**Octagon**: Then do not force a decision on her. What are you, her father?

**Paper Lantern**: Thank you, Octagon, but me can take care on my own.

**Octagon**: Whatever.

*[Clinko clears his throat.]*

**Clinko**: Contestants! Enough chitter-chatter, it's time for the elimination!

*[The contestants sit anxiously, except for Daisy Flower, who's currently meditating.]*

**Yoyle Book**: ...What are you doin'?

**Daisy Flower**: I'm focusing on my aura, man... As long as I focus on that, I'm sure to be fine...

**Yoyle Book**: ...What's an aura?

*[Clinko clears his throat again, alerting the contestants.]*

**Clinko**: When a contestant gets the most votes, they will be eliminated and sent to the Torture Chamber.

**Cat Bell**: T-the torture chamber? What's that?

**Clinko**: Exactly what it seems like. A chamber where you get tortured by my personal Executioner, Lyndon.

**Octagon**: I am fairly certain that's illegal.

**Clinko**: Oh, shush. What do YOU know about the Legal System?

**Octagon**: My mother is a lawyer.

**Clinko**: Yeah, right. And the Clinko-Boy™ wasn't a failure.

**Beehive**: But it still feels wrong to torture people just for losing a show! Can't they just...get a stern talking too?

**Clinko**: Beehive, have you forgotten *who* runs this show?

**Beehive**: B-but--

**Clinko**: Carl?

*[A chicken intern wearing glasses runs inside.]*

**Carl**: Y-yes, Mr. Clinko?

**Clinko**: Tell Clark to make another Advertising Campaign to denounce Beehive. Oh, and give me a prize for the contestants.

**Carl**: Right away, Mr. Clinko!!

*[Carl gives Clinko a barrel full of Dragonfruit, and runs off.]*

**Clinko**: God, what a dork. Whatever. Let's see who's safe.

*[Clinko pulls out a TV screen.]*

**Clinko**: Safe with 0 votes are...Yoyle Book and Cat Bell!

*[Clinko throws some Dragonfruit at YB and CB.]*

**Cat Bell**: Yay!

**Yoyle Book**: Yoy!...le cake.

**Cat Bell**: ...That's lame, nya.

**Yoyle Book**: I say it all the time with my folks.

**Clinko**: Moving on...Paper Lantern AND Paperclip Snake are safe with 1.

*[Clinko throws more Dragonfruit. Paper Lantern catches it while Paperclip Snake is knocked away.]*

**Paper Lantern**: Me love Dragonfruit! It rather tart but it better when grill on a kebab.

**Paperclip Snake**: Yeah. Love.

**Clinko**: Even though she clearly doesn't deserve it...Beehive is safe with 4.

**Beehive**: Well, that's good.

***...***

**Beehive**: Don't I get a Dragonfruit?

**Clinko**: No, but you get to feel good about being safe.

**Beehive**: ...Darn.

*[The TV screen displays both Octagon and Daisy Flower.]*

**Clinko**: And so leaves the Hippie and the Thinker. Honestly, you both could go and I'd feel the same way.

**Octagon**: Hey!

**Daisy Flower**: Mmmm...Just focus on the aura, Daisy... Don't let it get below Yellow...

*[The screen counts the votes... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.....]*

**Octagon**: Get on with it!

**Clinko**: Hold on.

*[The screen reaches the final vote count. Octagon is eliminated with 7 votes and Daisy Flower is safe with 6. Clinko throws the Dragonfruit at her.]*

**Daisy Flower**: Thank goodness, man... That was really close...

**Octagon**: What?! First eliminated?! This is an outrage!

**Clinko**: If it makes you feel better, I can give you this Dragonfruit.

**Octagon**: No! I am calling my mother! She will sue you over this, you piece of Poultry!

**Clinko**: ...

*[Clinko presses a button. Octagon's chair falls from under a trap door.]*

**Clinko**: I've been called worse.

[*Clinko presses the button again, closing the trapdoor.]*