MST of 'Missigno Strikes back' (by Ace Sanchez)

..............................Welcome to ze Theatre (the ‘ze’ means ‘the’ for those who haven’t a clue about French...or is that German, I forget).

It’s MSTing time. (yay. (that’s sarcastic by the way))

This is number ... er the one after 1, er TWO yeah, 2.

Like last time, I’m not telling you what the fic is about. You’ll have to guess (Which, unless you’re complete and udder idiots, shouldn’t be too difficult.)

LET THE TORMENT BEGIN ... uhhh, AGAIN.

Oh, by the way, ‘^-^’.

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[The scene: A well furbished apartment. Two lounges are set up in a V shape, with at least a doorways space between the ends, to face a large cabinet with a Wide-screen Digital TV opposite the front door. In a corner to the right of the TV, is a P.C., well equipped, I might add. It has state-of-the-art components like a 2Ghz Pentium 4 Processor, 40Gb Hard drive, Windows XP, Broadband internet access and stuff like that ... I think. Off to the left of the door is a kitchen. Around the place stand multiple doors leading to places men fear to tread, or couldn't be bothered going in. Either way, what lay beyond them is hidden in secrecy.]

?: ...How’d we end up here?

[two guys entered the room.]

Jarred: We go for another job with little to no work and good wages. I knew this was a bad idea.

? David: I don’t know about that, but I’ve got a bad feelin’ about this.

Jarred: Me too. Well, we might as well take a seat.

[Jarred and David take a seat, David on the left lounge, Jarred on the right.]

[Jarred is a guy, 6’5”, with brown, spiky hair, white skin, green eyes (the right one, anyway), black shirt and pants, white jacket, red and black boots, and a scar running from the left side of his forehead, across his left eye (which is bionic), to his left cheek. David was a slightly taller guy, 6’7”, with long, black, spikey hair, white skin, brown eyes, red, sleeveless shirt, red pants, blue belt, and black boots.]

[They just lay there, staring at the TV...which is off.]

Jarred: Hey, where’s the remote?

David: I dunno, I thought you had it.

Jarred: Oh, well I guess we’ll just have to stare at it all day.

David: Oh well, at least were alone.

Jarred: Is that a good thing?

David: Uh, Good Point.

[Suddenly they hear the front door re-open.]

Jarred (turning his head): Who’s that?

[A girl enters. 5'5", long purple hair, blue eyes, light skin, blue shirt, tight, black shorts and black shoes.]

[very familiar]

David (turning his head): What?

[He notices the new girl]

David: Jessica? What are you doing here?

‘Jessica’: What?! HOW’D YOU KNOW MY NAME?!!

David: What do you mean?

Jessica: I don’t even know you!

[David walks over to Jessica]

David: What are you talking about? Of course you do.

Jessica: I’ve never met you before!

David (scratching his head): Are you sure?

Jessica: ...OF COURSE I’M SURE!!!

David: Just askin’...sheesh.

Jarred: Don’t mind him. You just look like someone we know...only shorter.

David: Definitely shorter. And your hair’s not brown. Ow well.

[He sits back down, only this time, on the right lounge closest to the TV, Jarred sitting up at the farthest end.]

Jarred: Are we all there is today?

Jessica: Shouldn’t be, (looks out door) my boyfriend should be coming shortly.

[suddenly, a monotonous voice came from behind her

?: I wish you wouldn’t call me that.

[she turned to find a boy, 5'9", Black Hair, Red eyes, black shirt, black pants, black hair, black boots and a black cloak that covered everything but his head and his feet.]

Jessica: OOW! DIM, DON’T DO THAT!

Dim: ...sorry.

[he has an emotionless, don’t-care-about-pretty-much-anything-in-the-universe-so-bugger-off-cause-I-aint-doin’-anything-about-anything-and-you-can’t-make-me expression on his face pretty much all the time]

Jarred: Who does that remind me of?

David: Your brother?

Jarred: Yeah, that’s it.

Jessica: What took you so long?

Dim (emotionless): Went, to the toilet, contemplated revenge...

Jessica: It’s always revenge with you, isn’t it?!

Dim: ...No.

Jessica: Then, what else?!

Dim: ...toilet.

Voice: COULD WE BEGIN TODAY?!!!

Jessica:Wha!!!

Dim: ...whatever.

[After Jessica regains her composure, she and Dim (short for Dimitri (odd name, isn’t it?)) sit down on the left lounge, Dim closest to the TV.]

Voice: Good, now let’s begin.

[.........]

David: ...uhh, what are we doing?

Voice: ...ooh, uhh, what?! Oh right, the fanfics. Today’s fic is about ... pokémon.

Jarred (Suddenly terrified): You’re kidding, right?

Voice: Uhhh, [sound of rustling papers] no.

Jarred: I was afraid you’d say that.

David: Just be glad we’re on this side of the TV.

Jarred(still a bit frightened): Yeah, you’re right.

Voice: Let the fic begin.

[The TV turns on and the fic begins...]

> Just thought I'd send something in to break the monotony of writing so

> much angsty stuff all the time ^_^;;

David (sarcastic): Gee, thanks

> Acey Productions Presents ...

David and Jarred: Acey?

> ________________________________________________________

Jarred: Low bridge.

> In a place far away, in a land long forgotten, land undespoiled by

> humans, the green jungles and the lakes ruled all. If a tree fell in the

> forest it didn't make a sound...

Jarred: Sure it did. Nobody heard it that’s all.

David:...What he said.

> Nature, beautiful nature, harmonious and natural.

Dim (emotionless (as always) and somehow sarcastic):

... I never would have guessed.

> Except for a small black square‑shaped block which flew over the horizon

> giggling.

Jessica: ...A giggling block...

David: I can’t imagine a block finding anything amusing.

Jarred: I can’t imagine a block finding anything.

David:...true.

> ***

David: hey, that tickles

> _____________________________________

Jarred: Careful with that thing!

> MISSINGNO Strikes Back

All: ...What strikes back?!

> Parody written by Ace Sanchez.

David: BOOO!!!

Voice: (Ace) Oh, Boo, yourself.

David:...

> Pokemon and its associated characters

> copyright by Nintendo / Game Freak.

Jarred: Playstation’s better!!!

David (sarcastic): Sure it is.

Jarred:...

> _____________________________________

David: Another one?

> Life. The cornerstone of the universe.

David: That’s one way of putting it.

Or the dump, depending on how you

> look at it.

David: That’s another.

> Bubbles, beautiful bubbles rising in the water. Rising to the surface. A

> continuous stream of lovely bubbles.

David and Jarred: Oh, the lovely bubbles, those beautiful bubbles...big deal!

> Underwater, a consciousness was born.

Jessica: If it was unconscious there’d be a problem.

> "What am I?"

> "Who am I?"

Jarred: I ask myself the same question. But then I remind myself: I’m me.

David: (Popeye) I’m me and that’s me and there’s no other me coz I’m Popeye the sailor man! Toot tooot!

Dim:...and I thought Jessica was dumb...

Jessica: What’s that?!!

Dim:...nothing.

> The new life form swam to the surface. The water was murky, and a current

> threatened to drive it away, but it pushed on determined. Determined to

> live. It broke the surface with a gasping of air, though it could not

> breathe ‑ it did not need to breathe.

David: But it tried anyway. Why? Because it was stupid.

Jarred: ...yyeaaahh

> "Look! We've done it!" a voice shouted in exultation. There was a

> cheering sound. "We've finally done it!"

Jarred: (the voice) It’s our smartest creation yet!

> It could not see. Until it willed itself to see.

Jarred: I think I can, I think I can ...

It saw that it was

> floating above an ocean ... what was an ocean?

Dim: It’s a large body of water.

Next to an island ...

> what was an island?

Dim: A body of land surrounded by water.

And a white‑coated human wearing glasses and riding

> on a lapras, with more humans standing on the shore of the island. What

> were humans,

Dim: Barely hairy Anthropoids.

Everyone else: ...What?

Dim: never mind.

> what was a lapras? It just knew.

David: That makes one of us.

> "Who am I?" the entity desperately asked the white‑coated man.

Jarred: Good question.

> The white‑coated man beamed at him as he adjusted his spectacles. "You

> are the result of surfing down Cinnabar Beach after having talked to the

> old man who teaches how to catch weedles!" he said. "You are the

> greatest, most powerful Pokemon of all!"

Jarred: He’s right you know. I’ve seen it done.

David: ‘greatest, most powerful Pokemon of all’, eh? That’s what they said about Mewtwo in the movie.

Jarred: Yeah, that’s true. There’s always one that’s stronger.

David: Does that apply to us.

Jarred: Hell, no!

David: Didn’t think so.

> "Not precisely true, Doctor Fuji!" a woman colleague called out from the

> shore of the island. "It's a glitch not a real Pokemon!"

Jarred: what, no comma? What a rip off!

> "Very well, a glitch," Doctor Fuji said. "But the most powerful Glitch of

> all time! I dub thee, Missingno!"

David: Missingno?

Jarred: It’s a glitch. It has no number. Missing number or missing no., Missingno.

David: (Bart) Jjoh?

> So it was a glitch was it? Missingno thought to itself. No, this cannot

> be! "Is that all I am? A mistake?" it asked, looking down at itself for

> the first time. It was horrified to see that its body was made up of a

> collection of black blocks held together like a badly‑made jigsaw puzzle.

Jarred: I hate those.

David: To me, all jigsaw puzzles are bad.

Jarred: How so?

David: They’re always missing pieces.

> Hot fury like molten lava poured through its body. "IS THAT IT?"

> Missingno roared. "AM I A GLITCH? AM I A FUCKING GLITCH?"

David: WATCH YOUR MOUTH, YOU BITCH, er, GLITCH!!

> Doctor Fuji shied away from it on his now‑terrified lapras. "It's going

> berserk! Quick, the fail‑safe systems!"

> The professors and scientists on the island all took out their gameboys.

David: THE ALL POWERFUL GAMEBOY!!

Jarred: I still say PS is better.

David: shhh, not in front of the Gameboys.

Jarred:...

> "On the count of three, reset!"

> NO. They would pay. It stared at the scientists willing them to nothing.

> "YEARGHHHHH!" One at a time, the white‑coated men and women clutched at

> their faces screaming in agony. Abruptly, their forms turned blocky and

> they exploded to countless pieces of ones and zeros which dissipated into

> the air.

Jessica: There’s one, there’s one, there’s one, there’s one ...

Dim: ...zero...zero...zero...zero...

> They would pay. They would all pay. Missingno looked around, deleting

> everything in sight.

David: Now there’s nothing to look at.

> "We wanted to create the most powerful Pokemon ‑ I mean Glitch ‑ and we

> succeeded," Doctor Fuji mumbled, just before his graphics messed up and

> erupted into bits and bytes.

Jarred: Boom.

> The planet seemed to rock as the very fabric of existence seemed to have

> a hole punched through it. Literally.

David: THE PLANET HOLE PUNCHER!!!

> Missingno floated in a black void with nothing around it for miles.

David: How could you tell?

Jarred: Plot device.

David: Oh boy...

> A helicopter floated down to it, its rotors no longer turning, but still

> floating like there was no gravity. But how could there be gravity when

> the area around them had been deleted?

David: What about the rest of the world.

Jarred: Anti-gravity plot device.

David: Does it have to be a plot device!

Jarred(shrugging): I dunno. It’s all I could think of.

> "I suggest a partnership," a man in a brown suit said as he floated out

> of the chopper. "You have power, but you are like a virus destroying

> everything in your path with no control. I can help you to learn to use

> that power!

David: He can destroy anything in his path, what’s the point.

Plus, I want to multiply my masterballs."

Jarred: Well, there’s that.

David: Yeah, I guess.

> "Who are you?" Missingno said, suspicious, but interested in learning to

> control its power. "And why are you a pervert?"

All: WHAT?!!!

> The man coughed. "Not those kind of masterballs. But my name is

> Giovanni."

David: Eww.

> And so an unholy alliance was formed.

> <><><>

David: (Seymore Skinner) Ow, that one grazed my ear.

> SCENE: Missingno's blocky body being encased in silver cybernetic armour

> at Giovanni's secret lab.

David: How come the armor isn’t disappearing.

Jarred: It’s deletion-proof. Like a few things I know: Barney, The Wiggles, Teletubbies, Power Rangers, Bob The Builder...

David: Ads

Jarred: Them too.

> SCENE: At Giovanni's Viridian Gym, an anonymous trainer wetting his pants

> as an armoured Missingno turns his Alakazam into little blocky junk,

> messing the graphics up.

David: (Billy Madison) You’re not cool, unless you pee your pants!

Jarred: I don’t believe that.

David: Neither do I, but it’s still funny.

Jarred: Yeah, you’re right.

> SCENE: In the wild open plains, Giovanni hitting himself in the head in

> disgust as Missingno deletes a herd of Tauros instead of holding them

> still to capture them.

Jarred:(Missingno) Oops.

> SCENE: Naked Gary running away from armoured Missingno in embarrassment

> as his clothes get deleted.

David:(Nelson Muntz) Ha ha!

> SCENE: An angry Giovanni blowing on the connectors of his Pokemon red

> cartridge and then hitting his gameboy in a tantrum when it doesn't work.

David: (Giovanni) MY HALL OF FAME IS RUINED!!!

Jarred: (Giovanni) I DUPLICATED THE WRONG ITEM, TOO!!!

> <><><>

Jarred: Ha ha, missed me. Ow!

> Months later...

> Missingno in armour stood in Giovanni's lab hooked up to wires and other

> electronics and computers. It had grown dissatisfied and confused once

> more.

> "Who am I? What is my purpose?"

David: To Duplicate items, duh.

> Suddenly, Giovanni stormed into the lab from above on the balcony, waving

> his gameboy in the air angrily. "You bastard!" he cried. "You messed up

> my Hall of Fame and now it won't work! I am restarting my game now you

> unholy Glitch!"

David: That’s what you get for cheating.

Jarred: I told you Playstation was better.

David: Jarred.

Jarred: Yeah?

David: Shutup!

> Betrayed! In anger as hot as a burning sun, Missingno said, "It's not my

> fault you humans created me this way!" It looked at Giovanni's Gameboy

> and exploded it to ones and zeros. Then in a fury of insane deleting, it

> burst out of the building, causing it to collapse within itself.

Jarred: Destroy the Gameboy!

[David hits him with a pillow]

What was that for

David: You know what it was for.

Jarred (fuming):......

> Up, up, it flew, to the highest point of the sky, its armour breaking off

> in squarish chunks until it was a naked mess of black blocks once more.

Jessica: I’d hate to see that.

Dim: Not much to look at.

All: Yeaahh.

> It blurred until it resembled a black comet, a star shining darkly in the

> heavens.

Jarred: It crashed into the Earth and blew it up, THE END.

David:...I wish

> Far away it landed upon a lone island in the sea. Missingno was silent,

> deadly in its devastating anger. Its black blocks pulsed in and out like

> heartbeats.

> "Humans created me in incompetence," it rasped. "But I will delete the

> world! They will all tremble at the reign of MISSINGNO!"

> To be continued when I feel like being silly again..

> Still to come:

> Missingno's Level 180 Pokemon VS the Ash crews'! And that fat guy and the

> water girl!

David: What fat guy? I didn’t know Brock was fat.

Jarred: Who cares?

David: ... good point.

> And of course, the ultimate battle: Missingno VS M,üM!

Jarred: Who do you think will win.

David: I’m putting my money on ‘Mum’.

Jarred: Yeah, me too.

David: (Darth Vader) Don’t underestimate the power of ... ASH’S MOTHER!!!

Jarred:...Oh...kayyy.

> ***

David (sarcastic): Ow.

> Was just having a little fun at the movie's expense ^_^.

David: They paid another two million dollars.

Jarred: I don’t think it’s that much ... 2,135,476 dollars.

David: ... yeah, that’s more like it.

> Seeyas!

David: Bye

> Ace Sanchez

> Email:

[the film stops]

Voice: Well, that’s it.

David: Good.

Voice: I wan’t your opinions. Starting with...Dim.

Dim: ...good.

Voice: Really.

Dim: ...no.

Voice: Description

Dim: [sigh] Short, stupid, way out too far, dumb, boring.

Voice: Verrry descriptive. Jessica?

[Jessica wakes up from her doze]

Jessica: Huh, what, where, why, who ,which.

Voice: You’re views.

Jessica (rubbing her eyes): Oh, It was interesting ... for a boring piece of crap.

Voice: Ouch. You two?

David: Lessee...Uhh, it was dumb, boring short, wacky...I’ll go with Dim, I guess.

Voice:...uh huh. Jarred?

Jarred: It’s a pokémon fanfic, what more can I say.

Voice: Well...ah, forget it. Paychecks will be in the mail, you should get them within 24 hours, you may go now.

Jarred: Sweet, let’s get outta here.

David: I’m with you.

Jarred: Pie ‘n’ Fries

David: Pie ‘n’ Fries.

[Jarred and David leave]

Jessica: Well, we should go too, right Dim.

Dim: ...yes. Cyber will be mine.

Jessica: What?

Dim: ...nothing.

[Jessica and Dim leave]

[The TV turns off]

Voice: All alone again...and no porn...I guess I’ll have to go down and get some... I HATE GOING TO THE VIDEO STORE!!!

Jarred and David are © by Daniel ‘Silent Dan’ Ferguson, owner and creater of Supertron ... and Supermon (The not-so-good parody/fanfic/cross-over of Supertron and Pokémon).

My site: www.geocities.com/SSJ2GohanSupreme

My e-mail: Coramaximus@hotmail.com

Ace Sanchez

Email: jsa@fl.net.au

WWW: http://jsa.users.fl.net.au

Note from Me...: My second MSTing (got to look that up). Probably not as good as the first one, but oh well.

CRSinclair

C. Sinclair – Author, and Owner of

Coramaximus