Fan-Fiction Theatre 3000 EPISODE: **1 -- A Special Fic...REAL special..ARGH! Today's Victim: Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters (don't ASK!) By: Checkers87! (checkers87@hotmail.com) MSTed by Tory L. Brown (tory_brown@yahoo.com) and Derek Floyd (dfloyd84@yahoo.com) MSTing sections edited for grammar, spelling, and 640x480 res by Derek Floyd BSSG sections edited only for 640x480 (Bad grammar and spelling will stay, especially the "Winsont" bit! [demonic grin] --Derek) This fanfiction was one of the scariest things I've ever read! I believe this should go into the bin of, 'Crossovers that shouldn't happen.' To get an idea of what this is like, think Stephen King writing for Barney. You get the picture, I hope. I sure did, and boy do I wish I could get rid of it!! 0.0 -- Tory ...I don't know what to say, so I'll vomit. *HURK* -- Derek Legal hullaballo: The Real Ghostbusters is owned by Sony/DIC and Mystery Science Theatre 3K is owned by Best Brains inc., and I hope they don't mind me using their characters and settings. Sailor moon was created and owned by Takeuchi Naoko-sama and Toei. "Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters" belongs to Checkers87 and he's welcome to it. We take no responsibility for his work. However, we would like to say that this MST of his work is no discredit to the author himself; just the fanfic. So please Checkers87, if you're out there, don't take this as an insult. This was all done with fun in mind. We don't want our mailboxes to be assaulted by flames! FFT3K Theme Song [cue MST3K track] In the not-too-distant future way out and deep in space A mysterious android, name is D, Is in a dark and lonely place Stuck up on SoL, all alone, Why not do an E.T. and grab a phone? He ran some tests until some me-te-ors Made the satellite home for the Ghost-bust-ers... (Peter: "IT'S RAY'S FAULT!!!") (Ray: "IS NOT!") "I'm reading cheesy fanfics, The worst, I can find,(LA LA LA) We'll have to sit and read them all, Or you'll gradually lose your mind!" (LA LA LA) Now keep in mind, the 'busters can't control Where the fanfics begin or end, (LA LA LA) D'll try to keep the sanity Of his newfound 'busting friends! GB Roll Call! Spengler! (We're on!) Zeddemore! (Oh, man!) Ray Stantz! (Check this out...HAI-KEEBA!) Venkmaaaaaan! (Hey, baby!) If you're wonderin' how they eat and breathe And other science facts, Just tell yourself, "It's just a MST," And you should really just relax. For Fan Fiction Theater, 3000! [Guitar twang] Peter: It should be The Real Ghostbusters 3000! *KBANG* Peter: OOOOF! [D retracts the Rocket Fist] STARRING: Spengler, Egon, Dr. 6'3" Blond hair, blue eyes (which happen to be myopic, hence the red glasses) A genius with an exaggerated I.Q. Contains multiple degrees in the field of parapsychology and physics. He is responsible for the creation of the proton packs and the ecto-containment unit. Stantz, Ray, Dr. 5'8" Red hair, brown eyes The youngest member of the group, second to Egon in holding multiple degrees. He specializes in engineering and occult sciences. Egon once said he had the mental state of a six year old. Venkman, Peter, Dr. 5'10" Dk. Brown hair, green eyes All-around idiot (no kidding, Peter: HEY!) Amazingly, he has two Ph.D's, one in psychology and the other in parapsychology. He's actually smarter than he pretends to be. Most trouble they're in, is because of Peter. Zeddemore, Winston, Dr. 5'11" Black hair, brown eyes The only member of the group who doesn't have a Ph.D, he earned his 'Dr' title as an honorary member of Columbia University. The only member of the group who has common sense (Winston: Damn straight!). D 6'0" No hair, yellow eyes A Model 27 High-Density Productivity Android that took residence at the abandoned Satellite of Love. How or why he's there, no one knows. Looks like a cross between Adam of Shining Force and Data from ST: TNG. * * * * [On deck of the VoFF, the ex-Satellite of Love] D: This is interesting. Egon: What is interesting? D: I've found something different from the stories we have been riffing. Peter: Oh, does this have nudity in it!? D: I believe there are gratuitous nudity shots. Peter: WHOOO HOOO!!! Ray: What's the title? D: It's spelled wrong, but the title is 'Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters'. Winston: WHAT?! D: It's suppose to be Bishounen. At least it's a break from the Falkyn series. [produces a notepad] I may need this if this fanfic contains as much spelling and grammatical errors as I believe it to contain. Egon: [swallows nervously] Ray: I don't like this... D: MOVIE SIGN! [Door sequence] [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6] [They trail in and sit down, Winston, Peter, Egon, Ray and D] > Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters Part 1. by Checkers87! > Chapter 1 -- Ghostbuster Senshi are Born > Peter: I asked for nudity, not something perverted! Ray: Chapter 1...there's more to come! Egon: Oh my. Winston: Dear lord! Peter: That's it, I'm royally pissed! D: If I could truly experience fear, I would be feeling it now. > It was a normal day at Ghostbuster Central. Peter: WRONG! No such thing exists! Winston: I guess he was serious about being pissed. Peter: Damn right I am, who ever wrote this is nuts! > Egon was sequested in his lab while Peter and Ray sat on the couch >watching TV. Winston was busy working on Ecto-1 as he talked with their >secretary, Janine. Slimer, the resident ghost, was trying to con Ray out of >a few snatches D: [Writes a note on the pad]: Incorrect spelling of "sequestered"; Missing space after period... Egon: PETER, no! Peter: What!? >of popcorn. Egon: Whew! > > Janine was sorting the mail for the day, when she spotted a package >that had arrived for Ray. Grabbing the cordless phone, she D: Called the police to arrest someone imitating a fanfic writer! >walked upstairs to the tv lounge. Peter was harrassing Ray about something >on TV when she entered. > Winston: Armed with a proton pack. Screaming, the secretary blasted the men into infinity. Peter: Oooh, that was dark! Very good, Winston! > "Ray," She said, handing him the box, "This arrived today. I think >it's D: (Dr. Frankenstein) Alive! Igor, it's alive!!! Oh, [turns to pad] unneccessary capitalization... Peter: That A-bomb you wanted! Egon: Someone's heading to the dark side too. Ray: (D. Vader) You will join the dark side! Peter: Where do I sign?! [whips out pen] >from that anime mart." > > A beam crossed the youngest Ghostbuster's face as he ripped the package >open. "Neat! It's the Sailor Moon series I ordered!!" > Winston: Plot contriviences a-go! D: Atomic bombs on a fic, A-go-go! > Peter groaned, now he was going to hear Ray running around the >firehouse yelling, "I am Sailor Moon", for months. "What's so special about >this show?" > D: [Another note]: Unneccessary comma... Ray: Dangit, it's AI to sei--mrupgh! Egon: First it was toothbrushes, now this! I insist you cease this now! Peter: Toothbrushes? Egon: I once caught him with my toothbrush screaming, "Moon Prism Power, make up!" > "It's about girls with the power to transform and kick bad guys butt!" >He bounced eagerly, nearly falling off the couch. He jumped up from his seat Peter: and fell down and his cranium exploded. The End. [Ray, Winston and Egon stare at Peter.] Ray: [Softly] That wasn't nice... D: [*SKRITCH*SKRITCH*] Missing apostrophe on "guys'"... >and inserted the tape "Sailor Moon R". Egon: [Glares at Peter] Peter: Get your big brain out the gutter, Egon! Winston: At least his brain wouldn't be alone, it'll have this fic to keep it company! > For fourty-five minutes, Peter was forced to suffer the torture of >watching something he dreaded more than roaches or rats. Winston: Must suck pretty bad if Pete hates it more than roaches or rats. Egon: I concur. >_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Peter: Translation for the morse code impaired: This sucks, run like hell. Stop. > Later that day, the guys were called on a bust. Ray gave Slimer strict >instructions on not to touch his SM tapes. Winston: SM, as in S&M?!!? The things you learn about a brother... Ray: HEY! SM = Sailor Moon. Not that...whatever it is! Peter: Whoo! Could you see Ray in, like, a leather thingy with a whip! "Call me Queen!" [starts to laugh.] [Winston and Peter start laughing, much to Ray's disgust. A firm glare from Egon shuts them both up.] Winston: Sorry, Ray. Peter: We were only kidding. Ray: That really wasn't nice. > Slimer of course, being Slimer, payed no heed to the warning. He >gladly watched all of R, S and SS. One drawback to this little adventure, >coated the tapes with a thick coat of Peter: Oh, oh, sp--No, I can't do that, it's too terrible! Egon: Thank heavens! >ectoplasm. Fearing Ray's wrath, he tried using the spare proton pack to >draw off the extra ectoplasm. Ray: This is terrible! Peter: I agree, Slimer can't carry a whole pack! Egon: He can hold a thrower, but not carry a whole pack. Winston: Why do I get the feeling a certain someone just picked us out the air to write about. >The spud only succedded in burning the tapes to a crisp. Ray: Get 'em while they're hot! D: Spud? I thought he was a ghost, not a potato. Peter: We call him that because he LOOKS like a rotten potato. > Burbling and crying, he hid the tapes upstairs in Egon's lab. Winston: Wouldn't Ray find the tapes there? Peter: [whispering] Plot devices.. Winston: oh yeah...I forgot. > He accidently hit the on switch to one of Egon's new inventions, this >particular invention would have bridged a gap between the normal world and >the spiritual world, the smoking tapes, pressed an impression of Sailor Moon >onto the machine, the ectoplasm, caused a small leak to occur, the green >cloud hovered around the machine, waiting. All: [blinks] Winston: What the heck was that?! Peter: My god! Ray: Is this the deep hurting?!?! Egon: Fascinating! Winston: I'm slipping into a coma due too many commas! D: Run-on sentence, and I mean run-on; misspelling of "accidentally"... [writes some more] > _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Egon: Cut here and save yourself the pain of reading further. D: (Director) Cut! Print that! Peter: NO! Don't print! > "Well, at least the fur will grow back," Ray said, ducking his head >under the steering wheel. Peter: (Ray) My back! Winston: How can he see the road!? Egon: It's not like he looks at the road when driving anyway. Ray: Hey, I get us there, don't I!? Others: [sarcastic] Yes, Ray. > Peter smirked, he was going to enjoy teasing Ray about this one. "I'm >sure Mr. Vanderpoole's prized Shi tzu, is going to enjoy working for the >hair club for dogs." Winston: That was weak. Ray: Booo! [They glance at Ray] Ray: Sorry. > As they pulled into the garage, they noticed the green haze hanging >over the entryway. Luckily, Janine was on her lunch break and didn't catch >a whiff of the fog. They exited Ecto-1 Egon: I believe I am intelligent enough to know, if you see a green fog, don't walk INTO IT! Peter: Now who's acting dark? Egon: That was plain retardation! Peter: Exactly! Now you know why I'm pissed! D: [writes on pad] Complete lack of common sense...No period... >Ray was the first to feel Peter: (Winston) That's not a doorknob! Winston: [glares at Peter] Egon: That's absolutely nauseating, Peter! Peter: What did YOU think I meant!? Ray: uhhhh.... Peter: You bunch of perverts! D: I believe you are the perverted one. >the change starting to occur. Winston: Welcome to puberty, m'man. > He felt, different, but yet the same. He could feel a new power >surging throughout his body. He felt a phrase tingle at his lips, Peter: I'm not even going there. Ray: You better not. >asking to be said. Winston: (Phrase) say me, say me, SAY ME! > Next it was Peter. He couldn't explain the odd feeling, Peter: Yes I can, it's the feeling of unexplainable DOOM! Egon: (Peter) Can you say doomed? Sure you can! Ray: Hey that was a good imitation! D: Speaking of S&M, Peter, you never showed me. Peter: D, not now! >he wondered if he was having a reaction to the ectoplasm that the class V >goober doused him with. He started to shudder violently as if still within >the throes of an orgasm. Ray: This is a lemon?! Peter: Quick, Winston! Cover Ray's eyes! Winston: [Covers his and Ray's eyes.] Egon: I'm sure they could have found a word better than, THAT word. D: Unsuitable description... [*SKRITCH*SKRITCH*] > He felt something surging within him, twisting and churning. >Fighting his very soul. Egon: Quote the raven, "This is hell!" Peter: It's clean now. Well as clean as it can be. Winston: Which isn't far from infestation. D: I believe I will run a virus check on my system after viewing this. I feel...dirty. >He could feel flames surrounding him, changing him, making him into someone >new. Peter: I better not become a woman again! D: That would be the only protection from my Rocket Fist. If I could grin evilly, I would. > As sudden as the sensation hit him, it was gone. Winston: Now that's not an orgasm, at least in my experience. Ray: 0.0 Winston: I'll tell you about it when you're older, Ray... > Egon and Winston experienced similar sensations. Slimer >appeared before the group, a small mark was now on his forehead. It >looked to be in the shape of a golden crescent moon. Ray: o_0...0_o...0_0...@.@...ARRRUGH!! Peter: WHAT!? Ray: Ok, only Luna and Artemis have crescent moons on their foreheads. Winston: Is that Sailor Moon's cats? Ray: YES! ALL: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! D: I may run out of pad before this is over. > In his slimy hands, he held four sticks of different colors. A gold >one, a blue one, a green one and a red one. He handed the gold stick to >Ray, the blue one to Egon, the red one to Peter and the green one to >Winston. > Ray: [eyes roll back as he falls out in a faint] Peter: This is not good! D: [writing] Lack of imagination... > "Sailor Senshi," Slimer said, in a voice clear as day. "It has come >time for you to be awaken." > Egon: Oh, no! D: [deadpan] Oh yes, let the suffering begin. If Slimer were corporeal, he would feel the wrath of the Rocket Fist, right after Checkers87. > Without thinking Ray raised his golden stick to the sky and yelled, >"Stantz Occultist Power...Make up!!" > All: AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!! THERE IS NO GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!! Egon: DEAR GOD, THE HORROR!!!!! [his glasses go askew] Peter: AAAAARRRRGGGHHHH! [clutches chest and falls out] Winston: [starts banging his head against the seat] When.....hurting..... stop!!!! D: This is beyond absurd now. And is that correct spelling? "Make" up? Excuse me while I malfunction. [Smoke pours from his head] Warning: Ludicrousness overload! > A golden light surrounded the young occultist, removing his clothing. Egon: I DON'T think we need to see Ray naked! Winston: Where's the medication! D: Unsuitable content...[Another note goes down] > A fuku of gold, white and blue clad his body. On his feet were a pair >of flats with straps around the ankles. The bows on the back of his skirt Peter: What's wrong with this, "his skirt'! Egon: I refuse to try and comprehend! D: It's better that way. >were almost long enough to touch the ground. Ray Stantz had become Sailor >Stantz, the senshi of occult science. > All: EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!!! Peter: Stop it! I give, I give!!! Egon: Curses to the android who thought this was interesting! D: Hey, don't look at me! [turns to his pad] Really unsuitable content... > Quickly following suit, Peter raised his red stick up and called. >"Venkman Psychic Power...Make up!!" Peter: NOOOOOOO!!!!!! Egon: AHHHHHHHHH!!! Ray: [faints] *THUD* Winston: [resumes banging his head against the seat.] > Flames rushed up from the ground and surrounded the psychologist, >burning away his clothing and replacing it with a red, white and purple >fuku. On his feet were a pair of three inch high heels, showing off his >hairy legs. Peter: WHAT THE FU--OUCH! Egon: Damn, we're not dreaming! Winston: [starts to pray] D: If turning off the power to the Theatre wouldn't also disable life-support and trap us in here, I would throw the switch right now. > Peter Venkman had become, Sailor Venkman, the senshi of psychology. > Egon: I'm about to become the senshi of disappearing. Let me out of here! [jumps from his seat and runs out, only to run in on the other side.] Egon: --the hell!? Winston: There's no escape! Ray: I want to go home!!!! D: Sorry, the Ecto-1000 is still trashed. > Taking his cue from Peter's finished transformation. Egon held his own >stick up and called, "Spengler Scientist Power...Make up!! Egon: AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!! D: Missing punctuation...[writes something more down on his pad]...Period should be replaced with a comma... Winston: Excuse me, I'm going to throw myself out the airlock. Ray: Wait for me! D: We can't leave the Theatre until this is over! All: The horror!!! > Icy waters surrounded the physicist, turning his clothing into a pale >blue and white fuku. On his feet were a pair of knee high boots. Egon: What the hell do I look like to Checkers87, a go-go dancer?! > In his hand appeared a small Peter: But formidable, AK-47! Cursing, the scientist went to hunt down a certain fanfic writer! MUHAHAHAHAAR! Egon: [dark expression] I like that, keep it up! >computer with a S on the top. His glasses became a cool blue visor that >covered his eyes. Egon Spengler had become, Sailor Spengler, the senshi >of science > D: Incorrect article... [Another note is written down, followed with yet another note] Unneccessary comma; missing period... Ray: As if this couldn't get any dumber... Winston: Price check on I.Q., Bill...Price check on I.Q.... >Winston winked as he threw his stick up into the air and yelled, "Zeddemore >Mystery Power...Make up!! lightning and thunder covered him as his jumpsuit >faded away into a dark green and pink fuku. Winston: PINK!? WTF?!?!!? Ray: Pink?! [falls out laughing] Peter: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Winston: [glaring] D: Missing punctuation again; missing paragraph break... > The tiara on his forehead, held a wand that contracted lightning to >surge throughout his body. Winston Zeddemore had become, Sailor Zeddemore, >the senshi of mystery. > Ray: ...It gets dumber! Peter: SET ME FREE!! [tries to kill himself with a spatula] Egon: No, give it here! [tries to impale himself with Peter's spatula] Winston: Where the hell did you get that?! Peter: Don't ask! D: I thought I had those securely locked away in the storage bay. >_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ > Ray: Rolling, rolling, rolling. Get this darn plot rolling! D: I do not see any plot soon, Ray. >Chapter 2: Battle On Sailor Senshi! Ray: (Xena) Ayiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi!!!!!!! Peter: The horror continues. Ray: [Calm now] At least we have popcorn. Egon: I doubt I'll be able to digest properly while reading this trite piece of fiction. Winston: I just wish I had my thrower. All: AMEN! > "I don't believe this," Ray said, glancing down at his orange skirt. >"We're sailor senshi!" > Peter: No we are not, We are Ghostbusters! D: (Ray Parker Jr.) Who ya gonna call? [Ghostbusters theme song] Egon: [whips out a calculator] Peter: What are you doing? Egon: [darkly] I'm calculating how fast human skin dissolves under sulfuric acid. Winston: Painful, I hope! D: Excruciating. > Peter grimaced as one of his heels clacked on the stone ground. "I >don't and I'm stuck in this hell hole." > Peter: Got that right! D: Sentence makes no sense...[*SKRITCH*SKRITCH*] > Egon adjusted his glasses before tugging at his pale blue skirt. "I >seriously doubt that this is anyway believeable." > Egon: It's not, some pervert has a sick sense of imagination! D: Checkers87 must have some sort of transvestism fetish. > Winston smirked. "I just don't like the fact, we're wearing skirts." > Ray: Ya think!? D: Definitely a tranvestism fetish. [turns back to the pad] Unneccesary comma... > Ray smirked and pointed at Peter. "Looks like Peter needs to shave >though." > Winston: (Peter falsetto) Fresh! > Peter growled, "Bite me, Stantz." > Peter: Bite me, Checkers87! Egon: Uh Peter, don't anger the powers that be! Peter: What? I'm pissed at Checkers87 AND Tory AND Derek! Winston: [gets up and moves away] Peter: I can't believe th--*KABOOM* [Peter was suddenly struck by lightning] Peter: [slightly charred now] Sorry Tory, Derek... VO Tory: CALL ME QUEEN! [a whip comes flying from the ceiling, striking Peter!] Peter: AAIIEEE!!! VO Derek: I'd listen if I were you, we control what you do; we control the horizontal, we control the vertical! Mwa, ha, ha, haaaa!!! Egon: I warned you... > Slimer floated between the aruguing senshi. "There's much to do, you >have to Ray: Find a way out of here! Egon: I've tried already, it's hopeless, we don't have a prayer!! Peter: You're such a pollyanna, Egon! Winston: We're trapped! >learn your powers and be prepared for battle." He floated above them, >pausing for effect. "There is a war of epic proportions being fought as >we speak. Senshi from various parts of the galaxy are throwing their >lives down to keep an infernal evil from taking over." > Peter: Oh man, Slimer sounds worse than Captain Steele in this! Ray: HEY! Leave Captain Steele out of this! Peter: MAKE ME! Ray: I WILL, YOU JERK! Peter: FANBOY! Ray: JERK! Peter: FANBOY! [shoves Ray] Ray: JERK! [shoves Peter] [A small fight starts] Winston: Should we stop them? Egon: No, let them fight. > Peter folded his arms and scowled. "You mean to tell me, we're a bunch >of freedom fighters in short skirts. Couldn't we get something useful like >ARMOR?!" > Peter: [arranging his suit] Maybe a nice Uzi with infinite ammo! Winston: Watch it Peter, your dark side is showing. > Slimer shook his head, the gold crescent on his forehead glittering. >"You embody the spirits of the first senshi-saki." > Peter: Haki Saki!!! Winston: HA! Ray: What the heck is a 'senshi-saki"? Egon: I think they meant to say, 'Senshi-tachi' meaning a group or more of senshi. D: I thought the Japanese word for "group" was "sentai". > Ray gasped, "You mean the spirit of Sailor Moon is in one of us?!" > Winston: I just bet it's in Janine! > Slimer shook his head again. "Alas, Egon: poor Yorick, I knew him well. He escaped, Horatio! He got the heck out of Dodge while it was still possible! D: (Hamlet) poor Yorick, I knew him, Horatio. (Normal) That is what Shakespeare originally wrote. >I don't know where her spirit went." > Peter: Probably to hell, just like this fic! Winston: Can I get an amen!? All: AMEN! Ray: Preach it, Brother Zeddemore! Egon: Well, Well! Peter: Oh, well! Winston: Thank you, Brother Stantz! D: Hallelujah! > He proceded to describe to them which senshi they embodied. Ray held >the spirit of Sailor Venus. Egon, Sailor Mercury. Peter was a vessel for >Sailor Mars while Winston was the holder of Sailor Jupiter's spirit. > Ray: Vessel? Is Vigo in this one?! Peter: No, the writer was trying to sound suave. Ray: Ohhhh... D: ("Rico Suave") Rico... Suave... >Egon's P.K.E. meter peeped to life, it's antenna's branching out, displaying >the large amount of energy building up in the area. Out of instinct, they >grabbed their proton packs and Peter: Turned the guns on themselves. The End. Egon: Lo and behold, it gets darker. >jumped back into Ecto-1. With Winston driving and Egon giving directions, >they headed for the down town area. Upon their arrival, pedestrians were >fleeing in utter terror. They were mowing down anyone who had gotten in >their way. > >They grabbed the packs to strap up, when Ray alerted them. "Guys, think. >We have special powers now!" > Peter: I'd give a mighty flame sniper to the writer. Ray: How did you know that was one of Mars' attacks? Peter: Shut up. > Peter snorted, "You know I'd rather have old betsy here instead of some >stupid powers that I don't even think I have!" > D: No capitalization of a proper name... Winston: (Director) Again! This time, with commas! *whipcrack* Peter: [looking around shuddering] Don't mention whips! >Winsont clapped Peter on the shoulder. "It's the heels making you cranky >man." > D: [adds another note] Misspelling of major character's name... That'll cost him... Peter: Winsont? Who's that?! Winsont: [suddenly appears] Hi, there! All: GYAH! Egon: What the-- Peter: Don't DO that! Ray: Who are you?! Winsont: Winsont Zeddemreo! Winston: [blinks] Ray: Things are getting too weird for me. Winsont: [sitting next to Ray] Pass the popcorn! D: Mind if I use the Rocket Fist on this abomination of a spelling error? > Peter muttered something under his breath as he threw the pack into the >back of Ecto-1. "Well if we're going to die stupidly, lets do it in >style. I've got an image to protect." > D: Missing apostrophe... Egon: Sorry, the image died when you donned the high heels. Peter: [glares at Egon] Winsont: [giggles] > They headed towards central park, Egon was scanning the area with his >new visor and computer. "Gentleman, it seems we have something akin to a >class 7." > Peter: [mumbles something under his breath] Egon: What's that Peter? Peter: I won't say it, a certain whip might strike me down. > In the center of the park was a eight foot monster. It was covered >with a thin layer of purple ectocrap D: Incorrect article again... Ray: Ectocrap?! All: [starts to laugh] Winsont: I don't get it. All: (except Winsont) Groan. >that was falling off in large chunks, dousing any who was stupid enough to >hang around. > Winston: Namely, us. Winsont: Good one! > "Great, we have to fight something the size of godzilla in skirts." >Peter muttered, tripping in his heels. Egon: [covering his eyes] I did not need that image, I did not need that image! D: [adds to a previous note] no capitalization twice... > "Maybe we can attack it?" > "I don't know, he seems to be a bit tough" > "That's never stopped us before." > "I'm sure we can beat it!" Peter: (random speaker) Wait, who the hell am I? Ray: (another speaker) I don't know, who am I? Winston: (Yet another) I don't even know what I'm saying! Egon: (One more) Mommy! D: [writes another note] Unknown speakers... > > "Stop!" All: HAMMER TIME! D: [U Can't Touch This] Peter: I can do the typewriter! Ray: Hammer how ya do it?! Peter: What?! Ray: Hammer how ya do it?! Peter: What?! Ray: Hammer how ya do it?! Peter: What?! Ray: Hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer, hamm-- Egon: Will you two shut up! Winston: Next one that mentions 'Hammer', gets a smackdown! D: Hammer. *KBANG* Winston: OW! D: Now you know what it feels like to slap titanium alloy. > Ray ran forward, his skirt swishing around him. "In the name of >the occult, I will seriously fuck you up from the floor up!" > Peter: WHAT?! Ray never curses! D: With the exception of Falkyn Chapter 4. Ray: Oh, my. [blushes] Winston: (Ray's Mother) When we get to NY, I'm washing your mouth out with soap, young man! Egon: Serious defamation of character here. Winsont: That's bad language! >The large beast paused and looked at the short man in the skirt before >continuing it's rampage. > D: [Writes again on pad] Incorrect "its"... Egon: Hopefully it's where a certain fanfic writer lives! Peter: Uh Egon, remember what you told me about the powers that be? Egon: Yes? Peter: LOOK OUT! Egon: Wha--*KABOOM* VO Tory: CALL ME QUEEN!!! [a whip decends and snaps at Egon making him jump] Egon: [charred] OUCHIE! VO Derek: Maybe you should lay off the Whip of Scorching? How about I smite the next one? VO Tory: BACK OFF!!! I DO THE SMITING AROUND HERE!!! > "Alright, you wanna play hard ball. Then let's play! Stantz Wiccan >Chain Encircle!!!!" A golden chain shaped in different occult symbols >emerged from his fingertip and surrounded the monster's waist. Tugging >sharply, the beast fell to it's knees. > D: [Adds to the note]...twice; missing paragraph break... Winston: I believe it was praying for its salvation from this holy hell. Egon: [cringing] Watch it... Winston: I don't think Tory would strike me down. Egon: What makes you think so? Winston: I just know what to s--*KABOOM* Ray: Whoops! Winston: [charred] Damn, she got me. VO Tory: CALL ME...AHH HELL, YOU KNOW THE DRILL!! [yet another whip decends and snaps at Winston] Winston: YIPE! >Peter rushed to Ray's side. "Venkman Mindbender!" Red tendrils appeared >from his fingers as it wrapped around the beasts' head. Still dizzy from >Sailor Stantz's attack, it pitched forward. > D: [Another note] Apostrophe in wrong place in "beast's"...Missing paragraph break *again*... Ray: Mindbender? What kind of attack is that? Peter: I think Wonderboy tried to mix our attacks with what we are. Ray: Oh, like how I had the Wiccan chain? Peter: Uh, yeah. >Egon opened a Ray: --can of whoop ass! D: [glass shattering] Peter: 0.0 WHAT THE?! Egon: [gawks at Ray] Winston: I don't believe it... Ray: [blushes] Sorry, this fic has got me worked up! >channel on his computer, emitting a high piercing wail. > > The beast wailed lously as the screeching wail cracked the top of his >skull. Taking his chance, Sailor Zeddemore released an attack. > "Zeddemore Whodunit!" D: [Yet another note] Misspelling of "loudly"; unneccesary space... Winston: Whocares! Peter: Whowhat? Egon: Whattheheck? Ray: Iwannagohome! Winsont: I don't get it... > The effects of Sailor Zeddemore's attack, crushed the beast to pieces. Ray: Beastie pieces. Egon: A treat for all mankind. D: Unneccessary comma yet again... [shakes head] This fan-fic is riddled with spelling and grammar errors. Winsont: I don't-- Peter: That's it, I'm fed up with you....[glares at Winsont] Winston: [cackles and whispers something in Peter's ear] Peter: [grins to what Winston is saying] Hey Winsont... Winsont: Yeah? Peter: I dare you to say this...[whispers in Winsont's ear] Winsont: I ain't scared! [clears throat] TORY AND DEREK CAN BITE ME...D'OH! VO Tory: WHAT!? VO Derek: ASOBI WA, OWARI DA! SHI-NE! [Multitude of whips and bombs drop on Winsont, wiping him from existence] Peter: [shaking Winston's hand] Winston my man, you have one devious streak! VO Derek: At least someone got rid of him! If we hadn't, I would have had D put the Rocket Fist through him, right? D: Yes, Master. > "That was awesome!" Egon exclaimed as he put his computer away in his >Senshi subspace pocket Egon: Awesome?! When have I ever said that?! Peter: [smirking] You once said Cowabunga..... Egon: I'm not talking to you for the rest of the 'fic. Ray: [smirks] > Winston's tiara powered down as he detransformed automatically. "What >happened?" D: Use of nonexistent word (Detransformation)... Peter: Hell has frozen over, that's what happened. > He asked, looking down at his clothing, he was back in his pale blue >jumpsuit. > Ray: At least he got Winston's jumpsuit right. Peter: Don't try the optimism thing, Ray, it's only going to piss me off further. Ray: Sorry. > They all detransformed, returning back to their Ghostbusters fuku's. D: [How many more notes is he gonna write?] Unneccessary apostrophe... Peter: Ghostbuster fukus!? Ray: I can think of something with F and U in it! Peter: Don't go there, Ray. Ray: Sorry. > "This is great!" Ray yelled, nearly bouncing away with excitement. >"Can you imagine, us, fighters for justice!?" > Egon: No I cannot. This is trite, stupid and utterly annoying! Peter: Uh yeah, what he said! D: I concur. > "No, but I can imagine handing down some justice," Peter started, >folding his arms, "to the idiot that thought it would be cute putting us in >skirts." Peter: Amen to that! > >Sighing, they headed back to the firehouse, awaiting their new found fate. >The fate of the Sailor Senshi. Egon: Doom doom doom! Peter: Wa na na, Jack Bandit! Ray: Aha, so you do watch Doug! >The End. D: I was wondering when we would see that. >Coming Soon: Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters All: [shudder] > Part 2: The arrival of Crimson Probe Ray: 0.0 Winston: I hope that's not what I THINK it's going to be! >and the truth about Peter and Egon's love relationship. Peter: 0.o Egon: o.0 Peter and Egon: 0.0 Peter: [lets loose a wild scream] Egon: [Joins in the screaming] Peter and Egon: [screams so much they run out of air.] **THUD** Winston: [winces] Come on Ray, let's take them out the theatre. Ray: [looks at the screen and shudders] D: I will power it down now. I say, that was the worst one I have ever read. Next time I go into the vault, I will "Search & Destroy" BSSG Part 2. Falkyn Chapter 5 will be much better for us, as it has many opportunities for you four to make jokes about it. [screen turns black] D: I must get back to Checkers87 about the rampant spelling and grammatical errors in this story... [They get up and exit the theater, Winston is carrying Egon. Ray carries Peter out] Peter: That was awful, I hope someone stops him from writing more. D: From my understanding, there's going to be a part 2. Ray: The horror! Winston: I didn't appreciate the punk not getting my name right! Egon: May a plethora of infuriated, frenetic gerbillus administer the use of their mandibles to Checker87's genitalia! Peter: What?! D: He wishes that many rabid gerbils gnaw on Checker87's...well, you know. Peter: oh...OHHH! [winces] That's gonna hurt royally! D: [shrugs and pushes the button] I will terminate Part 2 if I find it... [ FWOOOOOOOOOSH! ] \ | / \ | / \ | / \|/ -----O----- /|\ / | \ / | \ / | \ [Screen goes dark, voices are overheard] "I wish, I could get my hands on Checkers87! Then I'd show him a Scientific theory!" "Egon, remember the powers above!" "Ah, to hell it all!" "CALL ME QUEEN!!!!" [whipcrack] "YEEEAAAAAAAHHH!" "I warned you!" "MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAR!" "Didn't I say lay off the Whip of Scorching?" "Sorry, I couldn't help myself!" "I'll smite the next foolish Ghostbuster who disses us, got that?" ________________________________________________________________________ "Bishoumen Senshi Sailor Ghostbusters" by: Checkers87 (Checkers87@hotmail.com) (Derek: And he can KEEP it!) (Tory: DEREK!) (Derek: Sorry!) SHAMELESS PLUGS: You can find the rest of Falkyn the MSTing at: http://winston_zeddemore.tripod.com/Falkyn Tory's Real Ghostbusters Webpage: http://winston_zeddemore.tripod.com Komera Waddi's RPG and Interactive Stories: http://www.geocities.com/TimesSquare/Stadium/4989/ EMAIL US! Tory L. Brown (tory_brown@yahoo.com) Derek Floyd (dfloyd84@yahoo.com) _________________________________________________________________________ >he wondered if he was having a reaction to the ectoplasm that the class V >goober doused him with. He started to shudder violently as if still within >the throes of an orgasm. Ray: This is a lemon?! Peter: Quick, Winston! Cover Ray's eyes! Winston: [Covers his and Ray's eyes.] Egon: I'm sure they could have found a word better than, THAT word. D: Unsuitable description... [*SKRITCH*SKRITCH*]