Ok.. since Misa-chan's kind word for the latest of the Maldon chapters, I
thought It might be prudent to actailly dig out the opining chapters from
Prodigy cold-storage (the MPFFC archives need cleaning agien!!!) and assualt
you all with it.. just so ya'll know what the hell is goin' down..
 Go 'head and assualt it back.. Mst3K it, anything.. I can take it.. (Sweat
drop apears).. 
 Anyway, enjoy! 
 
 MALDON: Clash of the Bad anime parodies..

 The year is 1999. New York city is a maximum security...

 Start agien..
 
 Year: 1999. 
 The earth is caught in the middle of a rather nasty world war. Nation
fought nation, armed with the awsome weopons of supersience. But no nation
fought nation beter then the Python nation!! 
 Hip hip, horay!! A SPAM in every pot!! 
 Whicker Canada!!

 Start agien.

 Nation fought agienst nation, armed still, with the awsome weopons of super
science, fighting a war that seemed to drag farther on. Soon, the leaders of
the world would be getting military advise from twenty-year olds!!
 And then...
 One evening, after the nation of Aslan beat the hell out of the Subjees two
to one, with Marlon needing only three runs to win, Out in the cold clear
dark of the night sky, a bright flash of light anounced the arrival of a
mysterious craft, it's terrible shockwaves..

 The Church Po-lice: It's not that terrible.

 No, no, terrible as in, not that good..?

 TCP: O-ooh..

 Anyway, this craft, over a mile inlength, glowing from the interaction with
the superheated atmosphere, streaked thru the night skies, it's massive
g-forces tearing cities to shreds, in amazing and award-winning ways.

 Until, finaly, it came to an explosive rest on tiney Ego isle, in what once
was the hideout of the greatest hero on earth.. but, that's a tale for
another time.
 Aftermath: In the wake of the all this, earth goverments decided to put
there personal deffrences aside (after settling a few miner nitpick), and
formed alliences, coalitions, and suchlike, until stability finaly was restored.
 And then the alien ship on Ego isle was excavated....
 Ten years passed.

 The scene: The iminent launch of the Superfortress Maldon. 

 A city had grown up around the fortress. It stood in the middle, like a
giant bleached bone, it's gleaming mettalic frame dwarfing the city. 
 Mayor Tommy Walker stood on the sidewalk staring at the huge
battlefortress, like a adman seeing his biggest deal do down the tubes. 
 A limo passed by.
 "Hmph. So, Lumberjack, ol' presidento-sama, making his bloody grand
entrance. In sensoround, of course."
 "Yeah, but SnaitB (Sir-not-apearing-in-this-bullsh**) seems rather none to
pleased at it.." said his aide.
 He soon regreted, as the mayor called over Akane Tendo, who proceded to
whack the aide with her mallet.
 "BAKO NO!!!" She screamed, leaving a very flat person to pick himself out
of the cracks in the sidewalk.
 "When did this turn into a Warners cartoon, anyway??"
 "BAKA!!" Yelled Akane agien, flatning him agien.
 
 Inside the limo, Lord President Lumberjack, resplendent in his good flannel
shirt, corset, stockings, and heals, waved to the crowd. 
 "C'mon, S'not... usualy you'd be milkin' this for all it's worth. Show a
little spirit, for chris'sakes!!"
 "Easy for you to say," growled S'not, "You ain't been on a damn bland diet
for the last week.. I'm fuckin' STARVED!!!"
 "Don't bitch to me 'bout it."
 "SO WHO DO'YER SUGGEST I BITCH TOO??!?!?!" S'not yelled.
 "I'll be glad to be outta here soon.." Lumberjack muttered, rubbing his ear.

 The limo sped on in silence.

 Far out, in the empty waste of deep space, in the airless vacume that
netherless always seems to break local noise regulations in bad sci-fi films
like these, the very fabric of space seemed ripple, like water, flashes of
bright white light flashed, and, from the very depths of deep space, came
the first of the terrible alien..

 TCP: It's not that terrible.

 No, terribly destructive.

 TCP: O-ooh..

 Anyway, these giant alien crafts quickly detected transmitions from the
third planet, and turned towards earth...