Subject: [FFML] [MSTing Short][teasers] M Productions is still at it...
From: MercutioV@aol.com
Date: 6/22/1999, 12:58 AM
To: rpm@thekeep.org, HARIJUBAL@aol.com, ffml@fanfic.com

Once upon a time, in between MSTing jobs.....

Someone decided to branch out and start doing MST Shorts.

Scary, eh? ^_^

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Mackie Stingray: Why the hell are we doing this, again?

Mercutio: We're bored. Plus, since you two are fictional and I'm real, you 
must obey my every whim.

Hikaru Gosunkugi: Bored!?!? BORED? What about the nine or ten stories you 
started but have yet to finish or even work on in months? What about THEM?

Mackie: And it may not be a good idea to tick off Rod. He knows people.

Mercutio: I know those same people. I don't fear them.

Hikaru: Not even Willmore?

Mercutio: Only while he's cooking.

Mackie: What about Gaffney? You must fear him at least a little.

Mercutio: I fear Gaffneys HAT, not Gaffney himself. 

Mackie: Oh....

It's been a while, a really long while, since I posted
 anything to the FFML, and today I just realized it,
 though the e-mails of 'are you still writing at all?'
 were also a bit of a hint that I haven't shown much lately.

Mercutio: Cool, the people we paid to harass him came through.
  
 I am working on stuff, it's just that I don't wanna
 release it until it's ready to go.  To prove that
 stuff is really moving, here's snippets of a few
 projects that are brewing.  

All: <Double, double, toil and trouble>
      <Writer write and ASCII bubble, >
      <Ranma here, Shinji there>
      <Trapped in wacky plots unfair,>

      <Constantine, the English Rake,>
      <Him and Skuld to fight the Fate.>

      <By the clicking of my mouse, >
      <Something wicked, downloads now,>
      <Open, inbox,>
      <Whatever knocks!>    

 Of all of them,
 the one that's the soonest to be released will be
 Children of an Elder God part 9.  It's just about
 done aside from one or two minor tweaks I have to
 confer with John about.  It was supposed to be
 released last week, but circumstances set things
 back.

Mercutio: Houston was attacked by the Wombat Conspiracy.
 
 -Rod M
 -http://www.uh.edu/~rpm/fanfic/

Hikaru: The site that has a 'Coming Soon' section a year old.

Mackie: I thought he had Keepspace now?
    
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 Ranma 1/2
 The Pursuit of Happiness, Act 3, part 6
 comedy  
 
 "Mom!  Dad!  Ranchan's here!"
 
 Ryouga stared at Ukyou.  "What?!" 

Mercutio: <winces>

Hikaru: Great. After years of deceiving Akane as to his true nature, Ryoga 
gets to spend years deceiving Ukyou's parents as to his true nature.

Mackie: Sucks 'ta be him.
  
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 Bubblgum Crisis/Batman: The Animated Series
 SMILE part 8
 drama/action/horror
 
 There was this little black box.

Mackie: Contained therein: Harley Quinns home phone number.

Mercutio: You fool, that's the Jokers black BOOK.
  
 The Joker really wasn't too concerned about it at first.  He
 had better things to do than poke around his new body.
 Killing people, for example, was high on his list.

Hikaru: But in aesthetically pleasing and humorous ways.

 Every now and then, though, he'd poke around the internal
 schematics information stored within.  That was why he
 started using the nifty gravity-blast punches. 

Mackie: Fortunatly for all involved, he managed to supress the urge to come 
up with a lame attack name like "JOKER'S DIE LAUGHING ULTIMATE SPECIAL 
ATTACK" and yell it out every time he used it.
  
 Now, however, he didn't have much else to do but see what
 the bits and pieces of him were, especially since he was
 still a partially mangled heap.  So it was an eventuality
 that he'd start looking at the nondescript black box. 

Mercutio(Joker): "If this don't give me the capability to wreak my vengeance 
on the planet, I will be VERY disappointed in the writers."
  
 And what he discovered really made him smile.

Hikaru: Man, this is going to be even worse than the time he got his hands on 
the Worlogog.
  
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 with John Biles
 Neon Genesis Evangelion / Cthulhu Mythos
 Children of an Elder God part 9
 drama/comedy/romance/horror
 
                            -*-
 
 	Rei stirred from her bed, an annoyed look on her
 face.  She paced the room, slowly, then stepped out to her
 balcony.

Mackie: She then walked to the nearest graveyard, raised an army of Zombies, 
and proceeded to go Evil Dead alllllllllllll over Tokyo-3. 
  
 	She looked up to the stars, searching for something
 unknown.  Far away, the star Alderberaan shone in the night
 sky, mesmerizing her with its sparkling light.

Mercutio(Rei): <murmuring> "Rei phone home.... Rei phone home......"
 
Hikaru: <winces> Spielberg is spinning in his grave.
  
 	And as she stared, she hummed to herself a
 disjointed melody.

Mackie: John Cougar Melloncamp: Offical Evil Music of the GOO.

Mercutio: Him and Tony Orlando.

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 with David Tai
 Oh My Goddess / The Books of Magic
 Meddling Fates part 1
 comedy
 
                             ~*~
 
 It was now 3:30 am, London time.  Mara had been trapped
 dancing for the last three and a half hours, nonstop.
 She was exhausted, yet forced to dance on.

Hikaru: "This is the dance that doesn't end, it just goes on and on my 
friend...."

 Through sheer force of will, she'd managed to edge slowly to
 the doors.  A few more meters and...

Mercutio: Suddenly, sidling up from the left side of the plot.....
  
 "Heya, Mara!"
 
 "What the- YOU!"

Hikaru: It's Disco Stu, come to take his revenge!!!!!!
 
 Easing her way next to the demoness, moving to the beat in a
 way that had the male half of the crowd very much at
 attention.  In addition to being surprised, Mara now felt
 envious.

Mackie: You know, I have the strongest urge to make a lesbian joke...... and 
yet, can't think of a one.
  
 "So how long have YOU been watching?" growled Mara, still
 bonded to the disco beat against her will.

Mackie: Burn baby burn.

Hikaru: Disco Inferno.
  
 "Oh, for the last hour," said Urd, dancing alongside her old
 nemesis and friend.  "How'd you get yourself into THIS
 mess?"
 
 "I didn't know it was gonna be Disco revival night!" growled
 Mara.

Mercutio: Every night is disco revival night in London!!!!!
  
 Urd laughed, pissing Mara off even more.  "Well c'mon, then!
 Let's dance some more!"
 
 "But I don't wanna!  No!  Stop it!"

Mackie: Once again, reching for the lesbian humor..... and nothing. Wow. I 
must be slipping.
  
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 edited by David Tai
 John Constantine: Hellblazer / Oh My Goddess
 The Faith Machine part 2
 horror
 
                      -*-
 
 Hundreds they were, the limbless, blind, voiceless,
 hairless, nearly mindless creatures that were once human,
 connected as one by an intricate web of wires.  The
 tentacle-like mass passed through their bodies, through
 their skulls, in and out of their empty eye-sockets.

Mercutio: The Rolling Stones?
  
 They writhed, but were held in place by iron manacles over
 their necks and bodies.  They groaned, though with their
 vocal chords torn out of their throats, the sound was
 nothing more than a hollow wheeze.

Mackie: Ah. Led Zeppelin.
 
 Cogs and wheels in the Faith Machine.
 
 Far above the massive room that held them, a small group of
 men watched.  They peered out of a darkened room, their eyes
 seemingly shining white in the darkness.  The tingle of
 energy was in the air, making their hairs nearly stand on
 end.

Hikaru(MIB #1): "That's a powerful funk. You think maybe it's time to hose 
them off again?"

 They could feel it in the air.

Mackie: The stank?
  
 The power.

Mackie: Wait.... that's it? Thta's all the previews?

Mercutio: Hunh. Hey, did anybody else notice.....

Hikaru: ...that he conveniently avoided mentioning ConSer and The (sur)Real 
World? Yes, yes I did.

Mercutio: Good thing us nit-pickers are here to point out stuff like that, eh?

^_^


My first experiment with an MSTing short of an e-mail.
Inspired by Megane 6.7
I think it went well. 'Course, that's just me and my dementia.

-Mercutio
"A plague 'a both your houses."