Blown Out Speaker | |
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Story type |
Character Goal |
Event |
Robot Hell On Earth |
Previous Goal |
Turn It Up! |
Blown Out Speaker is one of the character goals in Futurama: Worlds of Tomorrow.
Part 1
Description[]
- Fender gets a request.
Objectives
Rewards[]
Story[ | ]
Hey, Fender! I got some music I want you to play!
Sorry, Roberto, but I on't really play requests.
Yeah, I'm the same way. Robots are always askin' me not to stab 'em, but hey -- you can't make everybody happy, am I right?}
Um... What would you like me to play?
Thanks for playing my song, man. I was able to stab five extra people tonight.
Uh... glad to be of service, I guess?
That's just what my stabbin' knife said!
Part 2
Description[]
- Fender follows his dream.
Objectives
- Have Fender Slap the Bass (8h 0m 0s)
- Have Billionairebot Fold Paper Planes (2h 0m 0s)
- Have Devilish Fry Play the Holophoner (4h 0m 0s)
Rewards[]
Story[ | ]
Seein' you all ghosty makes me realize there's lotsa stuff I wanna do before I die.
Be immortal. And learn to get funky on the electric bass.
Well, there's lots of good instructional videos on YouTube.
If you're short on time, Druuk the Undying's series "Learn to Ply the Bass in Just 10,000 Years" covers both topics.
Man, I suck at bass. How'd you learn to play that Holophoner so well?
It was easy. You just have to get yourself some robot hands.
I already have robot hands. I'm a robot.
What do you think I am, stupid? You're no robot, you're just a high-power amp with AI and electronically-controlled appendages.
Part 3
Description[]
- Fender gets approached by the cops.
Objectives
- Have Fender Disturb the Neighbors (9h 0m 0s)
- Have URL Be a First Responder (1h 0m 0s)
- Have Smitty Stop for Donuts (4h 0m 0s)
Rewards[]
Story[ | ]
We're gettin' a complaint. Someone's playin' some too-too-nasty bass in my jurisdiction.
I did. No one gets funky on my beat without URL wettin' his beak.
Now play me some Bootsy and clear a 50-foot radius.
I didn't know the fuzz were so cool. I feel bad for hiding from you all my life.
Hey, cops are just like everybody else. We all about the bass, baby.
I thought you people were all about beatin' people.
We can be all about two things.
I don't see how. Seems like kind of a contradiction.
Well, if I gotta pick one, it's beatin'. Ready?
Part 4
Description[]
- Fender burns out.
Objectives
- Have Fender Mingle with VIPs (16h 0m 0s)
- Have Ghost Bender Reach the Top (14h 0m 0s)
Rewards[]
Story[ | ]
I've been partying all night, and I still don't have my body back.
In the music industry, we know it's not the quantity of the partying. It's the quality. You gotta party better, not harder.
So what? Should I invest in a stretch limo?
Hell no! In the music industry, we do a lot of things in stretch limos, but investing ain't one of them.
This plan was a failure. I've been partying like a music-industry scuzzball for days now, and all it brought back to life is my sense of shame.
You've got a sense of shame? You never shoulda come anywhere near the music industry! It'll chew you up and spit you out like old bubblegum.
I know! And I liked that part! But when it spit me out, I landed on the pavement, and that's when my sense of shame suddenly started working again.
You've got an ass? You never shoulda come anywhere near the music industry!