The Guest Stars of
"Towelie"
by Wild Willie Westwood
Towelie, Towelie Clone, GS-401
Towelie is a talking towel apparently made to see if a certain species of alien could make its home here, though a competing theory has it that it was designed to dry human skin out so much that humans would be rendered helpless and the aliens could take over without much trouble. Towelie is friendly enough, but he's got one drawback: He loves to get high. Thus the plans of two competing organizations are thwarted, and neither of them can control Towelie. Both companies have tried to clown Towelie, Tynacorp being the more successful of them. It comes out with GS-401, a new, more powerful towel, presumably more absorbent, but definitely out to get Towelie. GS-401 tries to get Towelie to choose between his new friends and his favorite toke, but Towelie manages to do both, much to GS-401's surprise. Towleie gets to go home and play video games with the boys.
Tynacorp Research Team, the leader Zytar, and an Official
Resistance Commander and Soldiers
These two groups fought over Towelie all throughout the episode, each trying to sway the boys to see things its way. But the boys didn't care one bit - they wanted their GameSphere back. Tynacorp was the corporation which created Towelie as a way to see if the alien species behind the company could survive on Earth. The resistance group dressed as the military didn't want this alien species to make its home here, as it felt the towels were made to dry humans out and allow the aliens to take over without much trouble. Towelie did have a hidden camera, which recorded a conversation between the resistance and the boys. But because Towelie had gotten out of hand by smoking pot, Tynacorp made a new prototype to replace Towelie. Both groups, though, denied having the GameSphere until the boys saw it for themsevles at Tynacorp. The Tynacorp research leader was exposed as an alien, but by then, the boys were too busy playing their game.
A woman
She was in the restroom freshening up when the guns came. She had asked her hubby, Kevin, to wrap some potato salad in aluminum foil when she heard some noise downstairs. She turned to check any possible sources when the bathroom door opened. She fell to her knees and covered her head as the rifles went off. The soldiers left when their work was done, and she stood up to check her body: no holes or blood anywhere. She turned to see her towels — they were in tatters, and she stood there, puzzled.