fcasper wrote:

    Had some real strange problems with the formating, my computer, not
yours. I've now spent more time on fixing this little bit of poopie. If
it doesn't work this time, I'm afraid we'll all have to just deal...
pickachew, any chew <Wild West Pocket Tobacco> 

              *TURN OFF YOUR LIGHTS*
  (And give yourself a severe case of eyestrain)

    ~/o Reading MST files with no lights on, with Joel Hodgson on... I
hope the kitty herm's in this one... ahem

<snip>

"Triangle Tangle" is the property of CATS and he's welcome to it. I
do not intend to offend this person for making fun of his work like
this but I figure it's only a matter of time before someone does.
Think of this as another form of C&C.  ;)

    This, is the normal, everday form of C&C... been along time since
I've done any, figured I owed you more then just about anyone... not
counting Gary.

Warning:  This fic contains mature content and lemon content.  If you
are offended by such material, simply delete it and it's gone.  If
not, enjoy!

    Gosh, lemony content? I just betcha they're will be scenes with
Frank and Explicit again... that naughty couple...

(Cue "Mystery Science Theater 6.7 Love Theme" in 5....4....3....)

It's the not-too-distant future,
Last Sunday BC
There was this guy named Joel
Not so different from you or me
He worked at Gizmonic Institute
Just another guy in a red jumpsuit
He did a great job cleaning up the place,
But his bosses really hate him
So they shot him into space!!!

    Just wondering why you changed these bits of the song, the other
images convey the fanfic convention, but these few changes here just
sort of add an intensity to it that the original creator would have
starred abit bleary eyed toward. <shrugs> No big whoop, just a query.

<snip>

ROBOT ROLL CALL:

CAMBOT:
'Text only'?

    Heh.

<snip>

    The hallway was filled with tense, suspenseful, espionage music as
Joel slowly made his way through the sub-basement, his eyes and ears
keen for any sign of trouble, his footsteps, soft and light.  He had
to be quiet since the huge cloud of moisture that appeared whenever
he exhaled would

    Why would a visual neccisitate an extra degree of silence? Maybe, He
kept his breathing slow and errartic, only exhaling when his rather
obvious cloud of moisture wouldn't give him away... or some such.

instantly reveal his location to anyone who glanced his way.
Fortunately, he had plenty of chaff grenades for any remote Cambot
he ran into along the way.

    And the all important cigerettes, lets not forget those. Funny,
you'd think a super spy would be a bit more carefull with his lungs,
might be why he's having such a hard time breathing without increasing
the humidity factor a full percent.

  Pausing to peer around a nearby corner, Joel immediately hugged
the wall as he caught a glimpse of T.V's Frank standing in front of an
elevator talking to someone.  Joel leaned closer to hear

    Oh goddess, I'm about to try my hand at a grammer correction. I
suggest a comma between elevator and talking... from a Riff standpoint
it lends itself well to...

Crow: So what's it like being an elevator?
Tom: <falsetto> Oh just the usual, you go up, you go down, you go up,
you go down... 
Crow: Kind of like a congressional secetary.
Joel: Crow...

  "Stay alert.  He'll be through here, I know it."  The voice of Dr.
Forrester was faintly audible.  "By the way, your breath really
stinks, Frank. I'm surprised your moisture cloud isn't green...."

    Pay off's a bit weak here... I suggest a bit more interplay to
better set up the humor and pacing.

Forrester: Tic tac?
Frank: Are you saying my breath stinks?
Forrester: Your moisture cloud's green, Frank.
Frank: Bite me.

  "Hey, bite me!"  Frank retorted as the elevators doors closed and
he resumed guarding it.  Joel placed his back against the wall again
and taking a deep breath, rapped his knuckles against the wall to the
rhythm of 'Shave and a Haircut.'

    Double walls, a bit repetative for the same sentence.

  "Huh?  Gee, what was that?  I sure hope it isn't a super spy coming
to infiltrate our base and kill me!"  Frank exclaimed sarcastically as
he walked

    The Gee implies the sarcasm, and with what Joel says when he takes
Frank down, it's a bit unnessecary.

towards the source of the noise.  Then Joel leapt out and using his
index and middle finger, proceeded to apply the Mandible Claw on Frank
who obligingly acted startled and fell to the ground.

    You might want to note he's attackfing from behind or some such as
it seems like he just pops out in front of Frank.

<snip>

  "I think they're still working on that secret invention...."

  "Again?  What the heck are they making, anyway?"  Joel wondered
aloud.  "Well anyway, could you call them to the bridge?"

  "Will do.  Oh, and by the way, I have a little favor to ask for
later...."

    ...I will not think hentai thoughts, I will not think hentai
thoughts, I will not...

<snip>

  "Ah, I see Spider Man and his *Mediocre* Friends are up for the day.
So good of you to join us.  And a Happy New Year, by the way.  You do
realize I have NO intention of letting old acquaintances be forgot.
In fact, the only thing you can count on this year is BAD movies, EVEN
WORSE fanfiction, and a smug, superior attitude from yours
truly....with the occasional flip remark by Frank here...."

  "Word."  Frank agreed as he folded his arms across his chest.

    ^_^ This whole peice is some great characterization of Frank. Some
really great stuff.

<snip>

  "Well sirs, my invention this week is for everybody that has some
kind of gripe about their favorite RPG game.  Like the game is is too 

	Double is here...

short or too long, the gameplay is too linear or non-linear, there's
too much talking/there's not enough talking, the plot is too
simplistic or so complex it goes way over your head, every 8 seconds
you have to fight the same minor enemies over and over and....well,
you get the idea."  Joel held up a small flat device with a digital
clock built into it.

  "This device, when attached to any game system, will activate a
menu screen that'll let you fix any and all problems you might have
with the game by accepting commands from your control pad.  Once you
make your corrections, millions of nanobots contained inside the
device will interface with the game, make the appropriate changes and
instantly, the game is now perfectly suited to your tastes!"

  "We call it 'Nano Problem!'  How 'bout it, sirs?  Pretty cool, huh?"
Joel said, expectantly.

    Joel asked. 

    I like the bot's invention alot better. Personally, I just want a
cell phone, kind of like the Bat phone, though have it hooked up the
those responsible for the more difficult area's of the games, those
puzzlers they give you no clue about and your expected to buy a
stradgey guide for. Just dial the number and it will automatically call
them collect on a beeper somewhat similar in mass and voltage to the
AT&T guys. You get your answer and a bit of revenge in one go. Oh, and a
special redial function for the end of Final Fantasy Tactics.

<snip>

  Therefore, I decided to invent this!"  Dr. Forrester pulled out
another Tifa figure that didn't fall apart in his hand.  "Unlike this
shoddily constructed crap...."  Dr. F gestured at the broken dolls.
"*This* figure is indestructible and can't be damaged by exposure to
sunlight, intense heat, teeth from a younger sibling or dog, and can
even support the weight of an 18 wheel truck!  You'll have to take my
word on that, of course....

  And included with each of these dolls is a special package that
can't be torn, folded or mutilated and have a vacuum seal to offer
maximum protection for your action figure!  How'd like them apples,
Joel?!?"

  Joel and the bots were skeptic.  "It seems like a really great
invention for kids....but what's the catch?"  Tom asked.

    Joel and the bots were skeptic is real show, as opposed to be
telling. Great for script, for prose, not so good.

  "Yeah, what's in it for you?"  Crow added.

  "Glad you asked, Floyd!"  Dr. Forrester replied cheerfully. "Since
the package and the action figure can't be damaged, the child can
buy it, play with it, get bored, take it back, but another one, and
start the whole cycle over again!  It's the ultimate achievement in
toy store fraud! Before too long, every toy store will be out of
business, leaving future generations of kids with *NOTHING*!
BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Dr. Forrester laughed as Joel and the bots fixed him
with a withering stare.

  "Nice invention...."  Tom remarked.

  "....if you're Mr. Grinch."  Crow finished

    Missed a few quotation marks and a few spellings as well in the
above. You know, this invention reminds me of Glopstick. From Raggedy
Ann and Andy's Christmas Special. Directed by Chuck Jones, it had the
Coyote from the Road Runner cartoons, capturing Santa and then pouring
this unbreakable substance <Glopstick> over all the toys so children
wouldn't break them.

<snip>

(Door 5: It's made of beads. They explode out towards you, and you
move on..)

    Awwww, man, I was hoping Gypsy would read us a fortune... or at
least hand us a bong. Come to think of it, she'd make a good one... I
will not think hentai thoughts, I will not think hentai thoughts, I will
not think...

<snip>

send to lionclaw@bellsouth.net.

Tom: <Taco Bell Dog> Yo quiero Taco Bellsouth....

Joel: People are coming back to Bellsouth!

Crow: Can you blame them after years of Candice Bergen?

    Good goddess, this person is on the same system... that means in the
same region... gosh, a S&M lemon head in my own backyard. I wonder if
it's that octegenarin leaving downstairs. I see fuku's going in, but not
coming out... hmmmm.

It was early in the mroning

Tom:  What *mron* spell-checked this thing?

Joel:  Mron?  Wasn't that a Kurasowa movie?

    I thought it was a Disney flick where various eastern cultures are
mishmashed into a vehicle for Eddy Murphy's foray into children's
fare...

<snip some really great stuff, my first real, undoctored laughter all
week>

He then began to nibble at her nipple.

All: <giggles>

Tom: I don't know why but I like that.  Nibble at her nipple.

Joel: Nibble at her nipple.  You can nibble her ear and nibble her
elbow but nothing beats the nibble at the nipple.

Tom: But the nipple must be nimble to be nibbled.  If the nipple isn't
nimble, then the nipple can't be nibbled.  To get the nipple nimble
so you can nibble the nimble nipple....

    NUBILE, nimble, nibbled, nipple... heh

<snip>

Tuxedo Mask slowly pulled down his boxers.  First showing his pubic
hair that surrounded his swollen cock

Crow: <giggles> He only has one pubic hair?

    Third most favorite line ^_^

Tuxedo Mask laughed and pointed to his dick.

All: <laughing hysterically>

Tom: There, we laughed at it.  Now flee in shame and self-loathing....

    Second favorite bit ^_^

and let her over to the bed.

Joel: Let her over?  Let it be!

Crow: And a blind man shall let, er, lead them....

Tom: <Malachite> Oww!  My shin!  Okay, I found the edge of the bed!
Now I'll just....oops!  WAUUUUUUUUUGHHH!!!!  I FELL ON MY 12
INCH PENILE IMPLANT!!!  MEDIC!!!

"Come over here Tuxedo Mask!" he said with a hint of begging.

Crow: <Malachite> I'm finished....You'll have to continue the lemon
scene with me....ugggghh....does anybody know how to make a splint?

    Most favorite bit ^_^

(Suddenly a white sticky fluid starts oozing down the screen, quickly
engulfing it in a matter of moments.)

Bots: IT WORKS!!!  WOO HOO!!!

Joel: What is that stuff?

    Don't ask... ^_-

pleasure as she felt Darien's tongue in her cunt. He licked all over
the inside of her moist sex.  He flicked his tongue on her clit,

Joel: <Mina> No!  Not the flickering!  Anything but the flickering!

    At least he didn't follow up with a lickering... Sailor Senshi...
Flicking lickering good... ahem.

<snip>

I'm back!  After a few months of RL and numerous college assignments
I couldn't afford to ignore, I'm back with my latest MSTing!  Since I
haven't done one in a couple of months, I might be a little out of
practice but I hope you enjoy it anyway and I hope to bring you more
in the near future, provided I find time between classes....

    Heh, it was great. I have to say you have a better hold on the
characters then any other MSTer I know.

<snip>

C&C, as always, is appreciated.  (fcasper@yesic.com) Feel free to
send in any anime fanfics that you would like to see MSTed and I'll
take a look at it.  Also, if you're interested in seeing any previous
episodes of this series, I'll be happy to e-mail them to you.  ;)

    Hmmm, I wonder how Mousse's Fun With Felletio would work on the
chopping block... oh well.

Keep Circulating the Fanfics....

    Will do... hmmm, Bots N Love? Naaaahhhh...

Revenge's End Mad Bad Bishonen Lad
Caretaker of the Dark and Lonely Place (COR Deaconate)
The Parrot King

(And the Moon was as blood, the Storms crashed and the Seas BOILED!)
(Typical, thought the Lobsters)
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