Virtual Mayhem Sidekick

# We are Splitsboro kids And we go to Sidekick school

# Learning to be second best While playing by the rules

# Maxum Man is missing Now we rule the school

# Flying, smashing, bashing stuff And looking super cool!

# I'm a Sidekick! Sidekick! That's the life for me

# Half-sized super zeros With full-sized super dreams!

# Sidekick! Sidekick! What an awesome gig

# Just like superheroes Just like super zeros

# But only half as big! SIDEKICK!

ZAPPING

GROWLING

Take that, evil zombie music bands!

For those about to rock, we annihilate you!

I'm a super destructor, beat-making, laser-blasting rock-out machine!

Oh, yeah!

Trevor, stop!

You're going to overload the 3D video accelerator!

And he crashed the game. Again.

Whoa! Hot! Hot!

I can't help it if it can't handle my rock and/or rolling.

I was getting sick of Rock'n'roll'em Zombie Revolution anyway.

We totally mastered it, like, 16 continuous hours ago.

No, wait. I know you have at least one more 16-hour marathon in you!

Maybe next time. I'm starting to see zombies in real life.

Hey! I haven't had my beauty sleep.

You can't quit! I got this cool new game.

It was mysteriously left on the porch.

Deep Space World Of War In The Year 3000.

Cool! It has a neural interface.

Wicked!

Space War! The number 3000!

Neural something something!

What's not to like?

-ALL:

-Woohoo!

FANFARE

Subtle, yet with a giant smashy thing.

ALL: Whoa!

I may never leave.

That is awesome!

SHE CHUCKLES

Yah!

Aargh!

Ugh! What is wrong with this sword? It's defective - it's gone bad!

There are bugs in this game!

Yeah! Tasty bugs!

Trevor, fireball barbecues are great

but what are we supposed to be doing in this game, exactly?

'Storm the castle and pillage it!'

Well, that was helpful.

Who are you, mysterious voice?

'I am the oracle of Deep Space World Of War In The Year 3000!'

That is a seriously lame name.

'Is not!'

It is your mission to collect all the treasure in the castle

and deposit it at Fort Space World.

'Nerdlings, begin!'

"Forsooth! Methinks it doth be time to kicketh some butt!"

Anon!

CRICKETS CHIRRUP

Yeah, let's just go.

Ow!

Ow, ow, awesome! Ah!

BOOM!

-Oh!

-I've got this.

Argh!

Nothing a little lightning blast can't fix!

Heh-heh!

-Do over?

-GROANING

Um, yeah. I meant to do that.

# Do-be-do-be-do-be-do!

All right, they've had the lightning,

now try the thunder!

Take that, and that!

Don't forget these!

Trevor, the game engine can't handle the smashing!

You're going to crash the game again!

HE CACKLES MANIACALLY

INCREASINGLY MANIACAL CACKLING

You've got to slow it down!

I can't slow down! Trevor only has one speed. Trevor speed!

I need a snack break anyway.

We've been playing for 47 straight hours.

And I could go for another 47!

I just got a text from Suzie.

She says that everyone in class is totally loving this game.

I'd never even heard of it

until it showed up mysteriously on my doorstep.

Now everybody has it?

Something seems weird here.

Brain?

Uh! What do you want?

I was in the middle of hi-tech computations!

SOOTHING MUSIC

Ooh! Aah. Ooh! Ooh, ooh, right there.

Can you find out where this new game came from?

HE SIGHS

Fine. I will do it.

And while I do that, maybe you should, I don't know,

do some of your Sidekick duties.

There has been a string of break-ins by a gang of monster robots.

Hey, that kind of looks like us playing the video game.

There's something very weird going on here.

It's as if the action inside the game is actually...

Am I really that pasty-looking?

'Quiet! Stop trying to figure this out.

'Let the final battle begin!'

In the game. Not in reality.

'It's your duty.'

Well, I can't argue with space duty.

He said "Dooty", ha-ha-ha-ha!

Ah, looks a lot like the security lasers outside the Maxum Mansion.

Yeah, but can it handle this?!

I guess it can!

I need more power! Vana, a little help?

The sword's got to work once, right?

Ha! Now, that's a Vana-worthy fireball!

Urgh!

WINGS PING

What?

That bird should not have been in that tree.

I mean, come on. He's an ostrich!

Let's just get in this castle already!

< BANGING

Huh?! Hold on.

Did you hear that?

Uh, yeah, we just smashed a battering ram into a door.

EXPLOSION

Wait! It's not just in here!

BANGING CONTINUES

Eric, we are being under attack!

BANGINGS CORRESPOND

Huh?! The game - it's real!

Well, d'uh!

That means every kid playing the game is looting the town!

Did you find out who's behind it?

I followed the programming through many firewalls,

which, for a normal supercomputer, wouldn't be easy,

for me...also not that easy.

INTENSE BLEEPING

Of course. Master XOX!

Ha-ha! You know, whoever had the idea to use a video game

as a way to steal real stuff is a genius!

Wait a minute, it was me!

Wonderful, wonderful me.

And the Villain Guild was all like, "XOX, do you really think

"you'll be able to make a game to use kids to control your real-life robots

"to steal and pillage for you?"

We helped, too!

Uh, hello!? I'm monologuing here.

HE CLEARS THROAT

And now we're about to reap our final reward,

breaking in to the Maxum Mansion!

That's it, XOX is NOT getting into this space capsule/real mansion.

Stop!

Argh!

But I like battering things!

HE HUMS CONTENTEDLY

That's the real Maxum Mansion.

XOX is using us to control robots to break into real places!

Cool! I mean, bad. But still cool!

Can't we tell the other kids that what they're doing in the game

is actually happening in the real world?

'Army of trolls, please turn your attention to the four people

'standing in front of the Crystal Citadel.

'And kindly attack them.'

TROLLS ROAR ANGRILY

Nope, there's no time.

We're going to have to take them down.

Virtual warrior style.

-TROLLS:

-Waaargh!

Raaargh!

Game over! Other players?

Huh?!

We can't keep this up! Every kid in town is playing.

I don't even know how the game can handle it all!

That's it! Trevor!

Hammer faster! Try to crash the game!

Yeah, you know,

it's never as fun when someone WANTS you to do it.

-Just do it!

-Fine(!)

But for the record, NOT fine.

You can't crash the game that easily.

Not with my army of nerd programmers countering your every move.

'I make the rules. You can never win!'

He's right. We can't win, not at HIS game.

We have to change the rules, and the game. Kitty?

I need to hack into the game system, add some software

and merge the code sequencing.

I love it when you get your geek on.

KITTY GIGGLES

ANGRY ROARING

-Huh!

-Ah!

-Whoa!

HE CACKLES EVILLY

Finally, the mansion is mine!

No more Sidekicks in my way.

Kitty?

Light me up!

POWER CHORD

What?!

INTRICATE GUITAR NOODLING

It's time to rock these robots into another dimen-shuuun!

Hello, Space Trolls!

Get ready for the Rock'n'roll'em Deep Space Zombie Revolution,

World Of War In The Year 3000!

Word!

THUDDING HEAVY ROCK BEAT

MUSIC SUBSIDES

Huh?! We did it!

We crashed the entire game, and played a wicked beat.

Yeah, I call that one

"stop the robot-thingies from breaking in

"to the Maxum Mansion, Armageddon-style"!

How?!

Glitches! Freezing!

Ruth, dispose of the programmers.

But maybe put out those fires first.

Would you do that? HURRY!

You could say, "Please"!

So! Got any non-evil games to play?

I think that's enough game playing for today. And yesterday.

Yeah! I need a dose of real life.

I'm going to go on the internet.

Wait, I have something else.

I got this other mysterious package!

"Password Demolisher.

"Decode security passwords at military compounds

"and steal awesome weapons!"

-BOTH:

-OK!

Whoo-hoo!