*TURN OFF YOUR LIGHTS* (And give yourself a severe case of eyestrain) (The future isn't what it used to be....) "MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 6.7" (SEASON TWO) EPISODE 19: TRIANGLE TANGLE (A Sailor Moon Lemon MSTing) MSTed From the Desk of Megane 6.7 This is a MSTing of a work of fiction created by another author. Use of copyrighted and trademarked material is for entertainment purposes only; no infringement on the original copyrights or trademarks held by Best Brains, Inc. is intended or should be inferred. Any random mention of certain anime characters, song titles, etc. are the property of their respected creators/distributors/etc. Just covering my own ass here folks.... "Sailor Moon" is the property of Naoko Takeuchi and all the distributors of her work. "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. ;) 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! (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!!!! Joel: (OH... MY... GODDESS!!!) Crow and Tom: (IT'S MEGAMI-SAMA!) (Instead of holding messed up video, Frank's holding a computer printout) We'll send him crappy fanfics The worst we can find (lalala) He'll have to sit and read them all and we'll monitor his mind (lalala) (Instead of where it shows the guys watching the movie, it shows them ducking behind their seats for 'Artemis's Lover'.) Now keep in mind Joel can't control When the fanfics begin or end (lalala) Because he used those special parts To make his robot friends; ROBOT ROLL CALL: CAMBOT: 'Text only'? Gypsy: 'Oh, my!' Tom Servo: 'Sweet-o!' CROOOOOOOW!!! 'I'm not a hentai!' If your wondering how Joel eats and breathes And other science facts (lalala) Then repeat to yourself *It's just a MiST* You should really just relax for MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 6.7!!!! * * * SOMEWHERE IN DEEP 13.... 09:06 HOURS 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 kept his breathing slow and erratic, only exhaling when his rather obvious cloud of moisture wouldn't give him away. Fortunately, he had plenty of chaff grenades for any remote Cambots he ran into along the way. Pausing to peer around a nearby corner, Joel immediately hugged the wall as he caught a glimpse of TV's Frank standing in front of an elevator, talking to someone. Joel leaned closer to hear. "Stay alert. He'll be through here, I know it." The voice of Dr. Forrester was faintly audible. "By the way, here's a tic tac...." "Are you saying my breath stinks?" Frank accused. "Your moisture cloud's green, Frank." "Oh, 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 to the rhythm of 'Shave and a Haircut.' "Huh? Gee, what was that? I sure hope it isn't a super spy coming to infiltrate our base and kill me!" Frank exclaimed as he walked 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. "Thank you for rendering me unconscious. Have a nice day!" Frank croaked out as the elevator doors closed and it began to ascend. Once the elevator started to move, Joel proceeded to remove his trademark red jumpsuit to reveal... a blue colored jumpsuit. Joel struck a cool pose as the espionage music swelled to a crescendo and the following titles appeared behind him: TACTICAL ESPIONAGE ACTION METAL GEAR CROW Suddenly there was a small ringing sound in Joel's ear. Joel bent down on one knee and activated his Codec. "Yes, Gypsy?" "Darmok and Jalad at Deep 13." Gypsy replied. "Huh?" Joel's brow furrowed. "The Mads are here to ring in the new year!" Gypsy clarified. "Oh. Okay. Magic Voice, save my game, please, and I'll get back to it later." The cargo elevator quickly faded away to reveal the familiar balsa wood walls of the Holocabana. "By the way, have you seen Crow and Tom anywhere?" "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...." * * * SATELLITE OF LOVE The image of the Mads appeared on the viewscreen as Joel and the bots entered the SOL bridge area. Dr. Clayton Forrester looked up from the control panel, his lips curling into an arrogant sneer as he assumed his usual air of superiority. "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. Tom and Crow snickered under their breath. "Well, gee sirs, considering that's all you've given us for the past few years, isn't it about time for a change?" Joel asked innocently. Frank suddenly grew pale as he exclaimed. "Oh my god! He's right, Dr. F! We're becoming superficial shells of our former selves! I've got to start painting or learn Tai Chi so I can be mildly complex again!" Frank hurried off-screen and the sounds of rummaging could be heard in the background. "Frank, Frank, Frank...." Dr. Forrester sighed impatiently. "We're not supposed to be complex. Remember the theme song? You should really just relax? Besides, the best your personality could ever hope for is *trite*...." Dr. Forrester muttered under his breath as he turned back towards the screen. "And, as for you, misanthropes, let's see what *shallow* invention you managed to come up over the holidays...." * * * SATELLITE OF LOVE "Well sirs, my invention this week is for everybody that has some kind of gripe about their favorite RPG game. Like the game is too 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 eight 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 asked, expectantly. * * * DEEP 13 "Yes... but I have one question that's puzzling me. Where did you get all those nanobots?" Dr. Forrester inquired with a frown. "Are you kidding? This is a spaceship! There's nanobots lying all over the place!" Crow replied. "Mmm. Hm. Alrighty then. Let's get to our invention for this week. Frank?" Dr. Forrester gestured off-screen. Frank wheeled in a display case of action figures up to the viewscreen and then proceeded to juggle four balls with one hand while holding and reading a paperback copy of Richard Wagner's opera, 'Parsifal'. Dr. Forrester glared at him for a moment before continuing. "I came up with the idea for this invention after someone sent me these for Christmas...." Dr. Forrester picked up one of the action figures, only to have it immediately fall to pieces. Dr. F tried to pick up another one, only to have it fall to pieces as well. Frustrated, he gave up and took the head of one of the figures and held it up. "Okay, just zoom in on this!" As Cambot focused its lens, it become apparent the figure's head belonged to Tifa Lockheart, one of the heroines from Final Fantasy VII. "As you can see, Joel, these figures may look nice but if you so much as *breathe* on them, they fall apart faster than the plot of 'A Ranma 1/2 Fanfic'! 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 eighteen 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?!?" "It seems like a really great invention for kids... but what's the catch?" Joel asked. "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. "Hehehehe... yes, well, don't be so supercilious now. After all, that's *my* job, isn't it? And speaking of which, your experiment this week is another in the long line of crappy Sailor Moon lemons, this one stars Mina and everyone's favorite Tuxedo clad hero...." Joel and the bots groan loudly. "Aw, man...." "Tux-Boy!" Dr. Forrester finished with an evil grin. "And that's not the only surprise, but don't worry, I won't spoil it for you. Now, prepare yourselves for 'Triangle Tangle' by CATS! Heeheeheehee... Send them the fanfic, Frank...." Frank came back into view, dressed in the attire of a twelfth century bard and began reciting an ancient tale of a dragon from Stormhaven and the Goddess he protected while attempting to calculate advanced geometry with his fingers.... "WILL YOU GET OUT OF HERE?!?!" Dr. Forrester roared as Frank quickly beat a hasty retreat. * * * SATELLITE OF LOVE "Boy, I hope Frank doesn't get any more complex or he'll start making *us* look bad...." Tom remarked. Suddenly, alarms and sirens suddenly rang out. "OHHHH, WE'VE GOT LEMON SIGN!!!" Joel cried out. (Door 6: It slides open on both sides..) (Door 5: It's made of beads. They explode out towards you, and you move on..) (Door 4: It falls toward you, missing your foot by inches.) (Door 3: It's a castle gate, that rises into the ceiling..) (Door 2. It's solid black marble. An Akahn floats from behind you and touches the door. The door vanishes.) (Door 1: It splits in four ways, twice.) (Door .7: A beam of golden light erupts from the floor. You walk into it.) Joel emerged from the light into the theater with Tom in his arms, Crow emerging a moment later and following close behind. Stepping over the air grate that prevented Tom from entering the theater on his own, Joel placed him down on one of the theater seats and sat next to him, Crow sitting on his right. >Sailor Moon: Triangle Tangle Joel: Mingle and Bangle with the Triangle Tangle! Crow: Yee-haa! Tom: Pythagorus would've shit. >By CATS Joel: Andrew Lloyd Webber weeps openly. Crow: So felines are writing fanfiction now? Tom: I'm surprised they didn't start with an Oscar revengefic.... >**** Joel: Anybody got a wagon? >The characters within this story were not created by me. Crow: Yeah, DOGS were responsible for that. >This is a lemon fanfics Tom: Did I mention I'm a from Italy? >so you know what you are to do. Crow: Riff away like it's nobody's business? Tom: Very well. Commence the masturbating! >Either get a change of pants Crow: Assuming you're still wearing them. >or go get mommy's permission to read it. Crow: Permission to read, riff and burn lemon, sir? Joel: Permission denied. Give it a fair shake, Private. Crow: Aw, nuts! >You must be 18 or GET OUT!!! Joel: ...your fake I.D's! (Crow and Tom rise from their seats and turn to leave.) Joel: Hey, where do you think you're going? Crow: We're not eighteen, Joel. We have to go. Tom: Rules are rules, you know. Joel: Suit yourselves. (Crow and Tom walk off-screen towards the doors. A few moments later they come back and return to their seats.) Tom: On second thought, it'd be cruel of us to leave you here to riff the fic yourself. Crow: Yeah, we'll stay with you, Joel. Joel: Theater Doors were locked, eh? Crow: Yep. >It contains sex between characters from the series Sailor Moon Tom: What? No sex with furniture? What a gyp! >(North American Version). Crow: Oh, goodie... another SM fanfic with names like Darien, Melvin and Reeny! Tom: Ah man! I wanted the Continental version! >Any suggestions, problems or comments, All: Check. >send to lionclaw@bellsouth.net. Tom: Yo quiero Taco Bellsouth.... Joel: People are coming back to Bellsouth! Crow: Can you blame them after years of Candice Bergen? >Please address them to CATS. Joel: Or better yet, smear the envelope with cat food and leave it on your doorstep.... >Any otherwise will not be read. Tom: Because cats are only interested in stroking their OWN egos. >I hope you enjoy and cum...er come again**** Tom: Heh, I wrote that! >Malachite arose from his bed. Tom: Hey, Woody's up! Crow: >He couldn't sleep due to the fact that his beloved Zoisite wasn't there >with him Tom: As her afterglow conversation had a soporific effect on him. Crow: Snore, Tom. Joel: Zing! >and Malachite needed to get out. Tom: Looks like Malachite isn't eighteen either. Joel: Leave it to the Negaverse to not housebreak their agents of destruction. >It was early in the mroning Tom: What *mron* edited this thing? Joel: Mron? Wasn't that a Kurasowa movie? >but in the Negaverse there really is no morning. Tom: Morning has broken.... Crow: Literally! >Malachite changed from his boxers into his uniform. Joel: So he's totally naked underneath his uniform? Tom: Don't go there, Joel.... >He wondered what Sailor Moon would be up to today Tom: Oh, her usual morning routine.... Crow: >and if he could capture her, Queen Beryl would generously praise him. Joel: You, like, just totally wail, man! >With a flash of his white covered hand, Joel: Hoooo! Crow: Yes, Malachite *IS* Michael Jackson! >Malchite disappeard from his room. Crow: Only then did Malachite discover he was leprous! Joel: Ick. >Darien was jogging down the streets, All: Streets of Philadelphia... da da da da... da da da da.... >trying to get stuff out of his mind. Joel: There's too much water up there! >He kept having flashes of a distant place but he didn't know where. Tom: Let's see... I was in a mall... there were thousands of people lying dead... Sailor Jupiter got decapitated... then there was ten loud bangs and... hmm, the rest's a blank. Crow: It's called Deja Vu, Tuxy. You should recognize the sensation by now considering how many times you've gone through it in fanfiction and the series itself.... >He stopped to whip the sweat from his head Joel: Oh, who does he think he is? Lola? Tom: He'd be perfect for a Gatorade commercial. >and he noticed Mina in the arcade. He walked into the arcade and say >hi to Andrew who was busy sweeping. All: Hi, Andrew!!! Tom: Do you ever get the feeling you in the wrong tenses? Crow: No, I didn't. >Andrew waved and went back to his work. Tom: Hi, I'm a cameo walk-on. You can conveniently forget about me now. Crow: So many quarters, so little time. Ah, change, change, change, that's all I do.... >Darien proceeded over to Mina. She was busy playing the Sailor V >game and didn't notice him. Crow: Oh, the irony is too much for me folks! Ha-ha! Joel: Well, if I had a video game made after me, I'd probably play it all the time too.... Tom: That reminds me... shouldn't Mina be rich from royalties if Sailor V is so popular? >He quietly tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped up in surprise. Crow: Whoa! Little jumpy today, aren't we? Tom: Sorry about that. Just wanted to see if your shoulders were hollow. >"Oh hello Darien" Mian said. Joel: Who's Mian? Crow: Mina's dyslexic cousin? How should I know? >She tried to recover from the shock as she brushed her hair back. Joel: Oh yeah, last time someone tapped me on the shoulder, I had nightmares for weeks.... >Darien admired her beauty. Tom: Nice horse! >She was wearing a pink shirt with a small pink skirt. Tom: And no panties whatsoever! Crow: Woo hoo! Joel: You guys.... >"What re you doing here so early?" he said as he sat on the stool next >to her. Joel: Check it out! Tux-Boy's drunk! Crow: So many riffs, so little time. >"Well I needed to get out" Joel: Am I the only one experiencing deja vu here? >she said as she put another token into the game. Crow: She really didn't want to play anymore, it was just a token quarter. >"Yeah me too" Joel: Man, everybody's trying to get out of the fic! Tom: Not an encouraging sign.... >Darien said as he whipped some more sweat from his brow. Tom: When a Tux-boy comes along, you must whip him. Joel: Geez, thanks for drenching me with your stinky sweat, Tux-boy! >Mina played furiously at the game. She banged it when she lost again. Tom: Whoa! No wonder it's called a joystick! Crow: I've wasted so many quarters on this thing it's about time I got my money's worth! >"Well who need thsi! Joel: Mian's back. Crow: Hey, Scerw thsi! >Oh uh Darien would you like to go for a walk" Mina said in a shy but >confident voice. Crow: Da heck? Tom: Shy confidence, from the makers of Jumbo Shrimp and Absolute Diversity! >"Sure, my jogs pretty much over with. Joel: And what part of his anatomy does he refer to as a "jog"? Crow: Well, there would have to be two of them.... >Let's go" he said as he grabbed her hand. Tom: Geez, somebody hasn't had any in a while! Joel: All right! Tux-Boy's gonna get some! And I owe it all to CATS! >They both stood and walked out of the arcade. Tom: ...and into the path of a speeding bus. The End. Joel: Nice try, Tom. >They walked in a nearby park. Tom: ...only to be senselessly mugged and left for dead. The End. Joel: Now cut that out! >They talked about school, what they plan on doing in the summer, Joel: Who knew what they did last summer? Crow: Probably the same thing Wataru did with those girls in 'Endless Summer'.... Tom: Heh. >Serena, Rei, an old boyfriend of Mina's Joel: What is an airhead, a hothead and a butthead! >and then it got onto the subject of sex. Tom: Let's talk about sex, baby! Joel: Yeah, I'm considering having my sex changed. Do you think I'd be cuter as a boy? >Mina was not a virgin but had only had sex with one person in her life. Tom: Yeah, all the other times, she was with Artemis. Joel: Ick. >Darien usually got some on the weekends, but he could get a girl or >sometimes a guy to suck his cock at night. Crow: And don't even ask about *his* usual mornings.... Tom: Gack, the mental images here are worse than the fic itself! Joel: Seriously, though, wouldn't having that many sex partners put the future of the Moon Kingdom in Jeopardy, not to mention his destiny to marry Serena? Crow: Hey, if it's locked in stone, he might as well have some fun now.... >Darien felt his cock begin to swell up in his boxers and Mina's pussy >started to get moist. Tom: Gee, all this talk about sex is making me horny! I wonder why? >She felt it trickle in her panties Joel: Sounds like somebody needs to visit the Ladies Room, pronto! >and they sat down on a bench. Crow: TOGG... oh wait, this author actually got it right. Tom: There's a first for everything. >They leaned in to kiss each other Crow: Serena? Reeny? Moon Kingdom? Who gives a shit! Let's fuck! Joel: Crow.... Tom: Yes, it's the adventures of Tux-Boy: The Insensitive Gigolo! >but were stopped when they heard a scream. Joel: Wes Craven? Tom: Serena? Crow: Artemis? Joel: Fiore? Tom: Oscar? Crow: The audience? Joel: ...yeah, that works. >They turned and looked and Tom: ...gazed and gawked and glanced and peered and searched and.... >Malachite was attacking some people in the park. Tom: I was stalking in the park one day.... Crow: I don't suppose he's ever been to Sunnydale? >Darien and Mina quickly jumped into action. Tom: That's fast work, there. Crow: May as well get a quickie in while everyone's distracted. >Mina held up her transformation pen and said "VENUS POWER!". Tom: VENUS POWER AND THE SENSHI OF THE FUTURE!!! >With a series of glows and stars she was turned into Sailor Venus. Joel: Slyly concealing the little known fact that she's *NUDE* during her transformation sequence! >Darien held out a rose Joel: Will you be my friend? Tom: Hello, I'd like you to have this flower from the religious consciousness church, would you care to make a donation? >and he was soon transformed into Tuxedo Mask. Tom: Crow: Ugh. Do you HAVE to do that? Tom: Do you have to scream 'Get your ass to Mars!' every time you see someone wearing a towel on their head? Crow: Never mind.... >Malachite looked to the two fighters for justice and smiled. Joel: Why? Isn't he supposed to be a defender of injustice? Tom: I demand justice! I have been wronged by society and seek retribution by suing everyone and anyone with money! >He knew that if he couldn't get Sailor Moon at least one of the sailor socuts Tom: ...he'd get her a sailor sneshi! >and Tuxedo Mask would do. Crow: Malachite's into threesomes with Tux-Boy? Ewwww.... Tom: That's not what he meant... at least I hope not. >Malachite raised his hand Joel: Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! >and a bolt of energy hit Sailor Venus and Tuxedo Mask. Crow: Wow! That felt great! I feel so peppy! Do it again! >They both fell to the floor and were unable to move. Crow: They've fallen... and they can't get work! Joel: Some heroes! They went down with one shot! >Malachite then teleported all of them to a secret room in the Negaverse. Crow: Cool! A secret level! Tom: Bonus points galore! Joel: Actually, it's just an ordinary closet in Malachite's room, but just humor him.... >A few hours later Sailor Venus and Tuxedo Mask awakened. Joel: ...to the worst morning breath of the day. >Sailor Venus shook her head and then looked around. Tom: Oh, that's just great. Kidnapped again after leaving the arcade! How can the same thing happen to the same girl twice?!? Crow: They should've named this fic: 'Games 2: Play Harder!' >The room was completely black. Joel: Who decorated this place? Peter Hammill? >She then realized that all she had on was a bra and her panties. Crow: So the bra's a loaner then? >Tuxedo Mask looked at her in shock, feeling excited but curious at the same >time. Tom: The room's completely black and I can't tell if Mina in her underwear or not, but somehow I just *KNOW* she is! Joel: Night Vision! Just another one of the many unrealized talents of Tux-Boy! >Venus tried to cover herself Crow: ...with the 'HERS' perfume! Now available at Grace Brothers for only 85 p! Garter stockings sold separately. >but she heard someone tell her not to bother. >Soon Malachite appeared. Tom: Though Venus didn't know that since the room was still COMPLETELY BLACK.... >He moved over to Venus and started removing her bra. Joel: Hey, get lost Tux-Boy! Once with you is enough! Crow: What? I'm over here! >Venus tried to get away but then Malachite gripped her arm painfully. >She let out a scream. Crow: He should give that arm a rest! Ha Ha! Get it? An armrest? (Joel and Tom stare at Crow) Crow: You know... the arm and the... oh, forget it! >"Now don't move little Sailor" he said as he unsnapped her bra. Crow: Darien! What's gotten into you?! And why are you talking in that strange voice? Tom: Huh? You say something? Joel: I suppose it's impossible for Venus to use her *sailor powers* in the dark? >He pulled it off and admired her firm breasts. Tom: Oh, Malachite has night vision too, I see. Crow: Hey, he doesn't need to see them to know they're firm. Joel: Crow.... Crow: Hee hee hee! >Tuxedo Mask stared and his cock began to get hard again. Crow: Our hero, ladies and gentlemen! Right there! Joel: I don't know what's happening over there but I've gotta pee really bad! >Malachite moved his hand over one of her nipples. Crow: And now I will recreate my favorite scene from ID4 using my hand as the flying saucer and your nipple as the helpless city! Here it comes! Watch the saucer as it slowly casts a shadow over your helpless nipple! Tom: I shudder to think what he'll use for his 'Primary Weapon'.... >Venus tried to fight it but she moaned. Crow: Of course she did. Joel: After all, Venus will have sex with ANYBODY, even her sworn enemy who kidnaps her and forces her into it.... >"You enjoy this" Malachite said as he leaned in. Joel: And that's an order! Crow: I think this is one of those plots that's so astoundingly original and creative that people can't help re-inventing it every so often. Tom: Oh, you mean like the one where the gaijin martial artist goes to Nerima, beats up Kuno, impresses Ranma, and has Nabiki or Ukyo fall in love with him? Crow: Yeah. You see one of those every few months. >He kissed her hard on her mouth and moved his hand to her other nipple. Crow: Gee, imagine how she'll feel when he actually *touches* her breasts.... Tom: Hmmm... Either Malachite's playing around with her or Venus has an invisible force field surrounding her body forcing Malachite's hands to remain *over* her skin, thus preventing him from groping her! It's the ultimate defense against perverts! Joel: Where do you come up with this stuff? Tom: I'd tell you if I knew, Joel. >Malachite let his tongue slide into her mouth and Venus had to let him in. Crow: Because, darn it, biting his tongue when he's forcing it into her mouth is just SO wrong.... Joel: Powers, Venus? Use your powers, maybe? Tom: If you hate something, let it in.... >He began lick all over the inside of her mouth Tom: Looks like someone skipped lunch today.... Crow: Mmph! Gimmie that gum! I want that gum! Mppmh.... Joel: Arrugh! What the heck did you eat for breakfast? Crow: Leftover squid and octopus balls. Why? >as he moved his hand up and down her chest. Tom: Here goes the hand toboggan down Flesh Mountain! Whee! Time to climb back up the hill! Here I go again! Whee!! Crow: Is he seducing her or performing C.P.R? Tom: Either way, I hear it's good for the heart! Joel: >Malachite finally removed his mouth from hers and salvia trailed his >mouth. Tom: Oh! That's what he's doing! He's wiping the drool off her breasts.... Joel: Yuck! Crow: Anime hentai cliché #14: A thread of saliva being stretched between lover's lips. Tom: I thought that was Anime hentai cliché #23? Crow: No, Anime hentai cliché #23 is a thread of saliva being stretched between one lover's lips and the other lover's vagina. Tom: Oops, my mistake! Joel: Decency, Crow, decency.... >Malachite moved his hands down to Mina hips Joel: Don't say it! Not one word about my weight! >and pulled her closer to him. Joel: He's rubbing and drooling all over her breasts... How much closer can he get? Tom: Don't ask! Crow: Huh? >Malachite proceeded to grind his hips up against hers, making them >both moan. Joel: Oh Andrew... I mean, Malachite.... Tom: Don't mind me! I'm just taking a short breather...You wouldn't happen to have any popcorn, would ya? Gummie Bears, maybe? >Sailor Venus's pussy began to get wet in her panties. Crow: Where else would it get wet? Her socks? >Malachite stopped grinded his hips Tom: ...stopped again. Then grinded again. Then stopped. It's a little game he likes to play.... >and moved his hand down her small body. Tom: Wait, I've got it! He doing Tai Chi on her! >He placed one hand into her panties and slipped a finger across her >pussy. Tom: Yeah, I've got a finger for you, RIGHT HERE! >Sailor Venus let out a small moan. Crow: Venus? Is that you? What's going on over there? Could somebody strike a match or something? >He pulled the hand out of her panties and brought it to his lips. Tom: Mmmmmm... Downy Soft. Crow: He keeps using only one hand, where's the other one gotten to? Joel: Don't ask! Crow: What?!? Will you cut that out! You're making me nervous! >He slowly licked the juices off of his white glove. Tom: Oh, he performed the old white glove inspection on Venus. Crow: Mmmm! She spreads like margarine but she tastes like butter! Joel: Crow.... >Tuxedo Mask stood to his feet and walked over to them. Tom: Well, it's about time! Enjoy the view, buddy! Finished with your little nap in the corner?!? Joel: That morning jog must have REALLY taken it out of him. >He removed his gloves Joel: ...revealing his wimpy hands. Tom: Those ain't velvet gloves. >and began removing his cape. Tom: And now, for your viewing pleasure! Tux-Boy will attempt bullfighting for the first time! Will he succeed? Let's hope not! Crow: The hell with fighting the Negaverse! I want to fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming a crappy stage magician! Joel: Then he can pull Usagi out of his hat! >He took off his black jacket and pulled down his pants. Crow: Luckily for Tux-Boy, the room was still completely black and nobody knew of his *small* problem.... >Malachite looked at him and admired the tent in his light blue boxers. All: >Venus moaned as Malachite moved his fingers over her panties. Joel: Wow, these feel so soft and... what's this tag? 'Personally inspected by Happi's Personal Perfect Panty Pampering'?!? What the?!? >He rubbed them over the area where her pussy was. Crow: Oh! You mean that area between her legs? I wasn't sure what you meant at first.... Tom: Hey! Hands off my Artemis! >Venus moaned excitedly. Joel: Wait a minute! Wasn't I being raped a second ago? Oh well, I... Wait a minute! Aren't I supposed to possess special powers that will let me escape from this place and... no, I guess I have no reason to use them really.... >"Well you want to join the fun!" Malachite said as he moved his hand >steadily over Venus's panties. Crow: Man, oh, man, I LOVE the feel of cotton! >Tuxedo Mask moved over to Venus and covered one of her breats >with his mouth. Crow: Her what? Tom: Breats? What's that? Joel: Well, whatever it is, Tux-Boy's got a mouthful of it. >He sucked Crow: Nuff said! >and flicked his tongue over her nipple. Sailor Venus was in heaven Tom: Oh, she's stuffing her face with Philadelphia Cream Cheese? Crow: Oh, wow! This is so cool! I've got to start hanging around outside the arcade more often! Maybe Andrew will kidnap me next! >with Malchite rubbing over her pussy Tom: Does this bug you? Does this bug you? I'm not touching you.... Joel: Oh great, it's Malchite, Mian's half-brother! >and Tuxedo Mask licking her chest. Tuxedo Mask began circling her >nipple with his tongue. Crow: And coming up on the home stretch, Tux-Boy's Tongue maintains the lead in the race, followed by Tux-Boy's saliva! They're almost neck and neck! We may have a photo finish here, folks!! >He then began to nibble at her nipple. All: 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.... Crow: Welcome to Tongue Twisters 101. >Sailor Venus was breathing heavily Crow: By this time her lungs were aching for smog.... Tom: However, Tuxedo Mask and Malachite were suffocated. The end. Joel: Give it up, Tom.... >and Malachite was enjoying rubbibg the fabric over her pussy. Crow: Whud he say? Joel: I guess CATS never learned how to use a spellchecker. Tom: If he *had,* that sentence *would* have read "Malaxate was enjoins rubbish the facial oeuvre her pudgy." >Malachite reached down and began rubbing his hand over Tuxedo >Mask's chest. Tom: Looks like we're entering Yaoi territory. Crow: Aw, man! A Yaoi lemon I can handle, but... Tux-Boy... Why'd it have to be Tux-Boy! Joel: Stay frosty, man.... >He pinched and tugged at one of his nipples through the white fabric of >his shirt. Joel: Next, he nibbled the nimble nipple with.... Crow: Bad mental image, Joel.... >Malachite stopped rubbing on Venus and Tuxedo Mask stopped suckling >her breasts. "Well let's just see the size of the cock we'll be working with" Tom: And if it meets my personal standards, I dare say your cock will have a long and prosperous future with my company! Crow: I give it a week, tops. >Malachite said as he tugged at Tuxedo Mask's boxers. Sailor Venus >recovered from her sensations Tom: But her vibrations were still too good to let go. >and began unbuttoning Tuxedo Mask's white shirt. She ripped it off of him. Joel: So, everyone in the Sailor Moon universe does their shopping at K-Mart! I think it's time we faced that fact! >Tuxedo Mask removed his mask and Sailor Venus was shocked to see it >was Darien. (Crow facefaults out of his chair. Then he quickly climbs back into his seat, shaking his head.) Crow: OKAY... I *suppose* I could suspend disbelief that Mina didn't know that Tux-Boy and Darien were the same since everyone else in the series never figures it out too. But considering Darien changed into Tuxedo Mask right in front of Mina while *she* changed into Sailor Venus right in front of Darien to fight Malachite in the FIRST PLACE.... >Tuxedo Mask slowly pulled down his boxers. First showing his pubic hair >that surrounded his swollen cock Joel: He only has one pubic hair? >and then he pulled them off completely. Tom: Gee, I wonder if the author will embellish the size of Tux-Boy's weenie.... >He stood with a 9 inch cock. Tom: Yep. Crow: And so Tux-Boy joins the elite group of people that lies like a dog about their penis size. Joel: The Many. The Shameless. The Small. >Venus stood in shock again. Crow: Man, she'd be shook up by the opening of a library! >The first and only guy she fucked had only a six inch dick. Joel: The horror... The horror.... Tom: And, as any woman will tell you, nothing less than a foot will do. >Malachite smiled and said "That's nothing compared to mine". Crow: Hey! How'd he know what she was thinking? Tom: Oh joy, it's time to determine who's the biggest dick! Joel: You mean who HAS the biggest? Tom: Yeah, sure, Joel. >He laughed and with a flash of his hand all of his clothing was off except >his boxers. Crow: I'd sing the Cutey Honey Theme Song if I didn't think the imagery would kill me. >He pointed to Venus Joel: I accuse YOU, Venus! Crow: What are you? An American politician? >and motioned for her to come to him. Tom: Come to me, my angel of music.... Crow: Boy, she's just totally forgotten about being kidnapped and fondled against her will, huh? Joel: Looks that way. >She walked over to him and pulled his black, silk boxers down slowly. Tom: I thought he was naked underneath his uniform? Crow: Trust you to remember that little detail. Tom: Hey, watch it! >It soon revealed a semi hard six inch cock. Crow: But where's the bull? Joel: You're reading it. Tom: Heh heh heh. >Tuxedo Mask laughed and pointed to his dick. All: Tom: There, we laughed at it. Now flee in shame and self-loathing! >"That's not even close to the size of my dick" he said. "Wait" he said >and grabbed Venus's hand. She began rubbing her hand up and down >on his cock. Tom: Considering Tux-Boy *grabbed* her hand a moment ago, is she doing that willingly? Crow: Feel that? The first 8 inches is only rubber because my *actual* dick is only an inch long! >Within seconds it grew huge in her hand. Joel: Thank goodness I had some spare Viagra tablets in my hat! Crow: Speaking of which, the fic never mentioned him taking it off. You don't suppose Tux-Boy makes whoopie with his hat on, do you? Joel: That'd be a little awkward. Tom: Oh man, I feel like I'm being seduced by Abraham Lincoln.... Crow: Party on, dude! >Soon her hand couldn't even hold it. Joel: It keeps slipping between my fingers! It's too small! Crow: >His cock slapped against his stomach and Malachite grinned. Tom: BOW BEFORE THE MIGHTY WAND OF MALACHITE, FOOLISH MORTAL! >Tuxedo Mask stared at the 12 inch cock. Crow: Hey! They told me the 8 inch attachment was the biggest! >Malachite waved his hand and a bed appeared in the dark room. Joel: Which nobody could see anyway so they continued what they were doing.... Tom: Aha! The room isn't just completely black! It's dark! Proof positive that they shouldn't be able to see anything or anybody! Joel: Maybe CATS is implying the room itself is sinister? Tom: This isn't Amityville, Joel. >He grabbed Venus's hand Crow: Again?!? Joel: The fic keeps lapping itself! Tom: In more ways than one. >and let her over to the bed. Crow: And a blind man shall let, er, lead them.... Tom: 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: I'm finished... *choke*... You'll have to continue the lemon scene without me... ugggghh....does anybody know how to make a splint? >Tuxedo Mask walked over to Malachite and Malachite pushed him on >the bed. He straddled his head and aimed his long dick at his mouth. Tom: *smack* Owww! That's my eye, you idiot! >Tuxedo Mask slowly opened his mouth and Malachite shoved six inches >of his cock in. Tuxedo Mask gagged and then got used to the length. >He began licking the head and up the shaft of his cock. Malachite shoved >a couple of more inches of his cock in Tuxedo Mask's mouth. Crow: Causing Tux-Boy to gag yet again. Tom: Hey! I never said I'd deep throat, you insensitive JERK! >Sailor Venus began to remove her panties and rubbed her fingers over >her pussy lips. Tom: Maybe she's putting the whammy on her privates? Joel: Booga Booga Booga! >She stuck a finger in there as she watched her friend suck Malachite's >cock. Crow: Tux-boy.... Tux-boy, my sweet friend.... >Malachite soon withdrew his cock from Darien's mouth. "Ok Darien oh >would you prefer Tuxedo Mask. Tom: How about stud muffin? Joel: Mmmmmmm... no. >Well anyways Joel: *Anyway*! >it's time Crow: ...to invest in a light bulb, I hope. >you gave Mina or Sailor Venus a good fucking to prepare her for my >huge cock!" Malachite said. Joel: Do you realize what you just said? Crow: Hmmmm, schoolgirl or magical girl, which costume shall I choose for her today? Tom: So one form is better in bed than the other? >Tuxedo Mask and Sailor Venus looked in surprise. Joel: Mina or Sailor Venus? I... I can't decide between them! Tom: I would have them both!! Joel: Hey, does that mean I can choose between Darien or Tux-Boy here? Crow: Nope, this is strictly male ego stroking. Joel: What?!? Oh yeah, that's real fair! Jerks!! >Darien got up and got on top of Mina. Tom: Wha...? Wait a minute?!? When did they transform back into their normal identities?!? They were Sailor Venus and Tuxedo Mask a sentence ago! Crow: Hey, those special effects are expensive! One transformation per fanfic, pal! >He began sliding his hands on Mina's thighs. Tom: They greased her up! Joel: Either that or she's suffering from hypothermia. Crow: Uh... is this supposed to be turning me on? Cause, it's not. Joel: And how would YOU know what turns a woman on? Crow: Duh, Joel! I *am* a woman, remember? Joel: .... >He slid his finger towards Mina's cunt. He felt the jucies coming from >her wet pussy. Tom: Juciefruits! All right! Save these for tomorrow's matinee! >He spread her legs and leaned down between them. Joel: He move like robot. He followed the script. Tom: Hey, we resemble that remark! Crow: Watch it with the robot riffs, Joel. Joel: Oops, sorry guys. >Mina felt of surge of Joel: ...hot rage as she finally remembered the events leading to this encounter and without warning transformed back into Sailor Venus and proceeded to beat the living crap out of both Malachite and Darien before drilling them both in the crotch with her Venus Crescent Beam. The End. Tom: Now who's trying to end the fic early? Joel: Heh. >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, Tom: No! Not the flickering! Anything but the flickering! >making her even more wet. Mina began moving on the bed as Darien's >tongue explored her pussy. Crow: Notice that just about every sentence CATS writes is a "he did this, she did that" sentence. How about a little variety? >His tongue rubbed over the folds and licked at her clit. Soon Mina came >in a fury against his mouth, panting and calling his name. Darien >moved up again and grabbed her hips. Joel: Is it my imagination or does CATS have a fetish for thighs and hips? Crow: I'll bet he orders a lot of chicken take-out.... >He slowly slid his member inside of her small, wet cunt. Mina relaxed >a bit, trying not to feel pain. Tom: Cause she'd have nothing to gain. Thank you! >Fortunately It had been awhile since she had a cock in her pussy and >never was it this long. Crow: But it's only been inside her for a few seconds? You mean her other lovers were only inside her for *one* second? Tom: Geez, talk about a quickie.... >Darien began pumping his cock in and out of her, Joel: I'll either satisfy her or inflate her to 30 times her normal size! >bucking all over the bed. Crow: Whoa, they're doing it funky chicken style! >Malachite slid his hands over Darien's ass as it moved up and down. Crow: GYAHHHH!!! Tom: Now Malachite's keeping his hands above Darien! Is he afraid of leaving fingerprints or something? Joel: I guess he's just not ready for the full 'hands on' experience. Tom: >Mina let out soft cries and sweat poured from her body. Crow: Yikes! She'll have a hard time whipping all that! Joel: I'll teach you how to sweat, Tux-boy! >Darien moaned furiously as he fucked Sailor Venus. Tom: Is it possible to moan furiously? I mean, how can you do it without sounding like a sick cow or something? >He called her name several times and made her feel good. Crow: *gasp* *pant* M-Mina Mina Bo... Benna... Banana Fanna... *wheeze*... F-Fo... Fina... Me Mi Mo Mina... *gasp*... M-M-MINAAAAAA!!! Joel: Cute, Crow. >Mina lost control as she felt Darien's balls slapping her ass. Joel: I'm about to lose control and I think I like it! Crow: Crow lost his lunch as I felt my stomach acids slapping my digestive tract.... Tom: Urrrgh... Must not... form... mental picture... of Darien's... *gag*... balls... ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHH!!! Crow: You pictured them, didn't you? Tom: Uh-huh... hey, wait a minute! My alarm just went off! It's time to go! Yayyyyyy!! Crow: Huh? But the lemon isn't over yet, is it? Tom: I guess we're ran long again. Can't be helped! Joel: Okay, let's get back to the holocabana then. I made a promise to Gypsy and I need your help.... * * * THE HOLOCABANA There was a series of explosions as the sensor dish finally collapsed from multiple stinger missiles. The entire frame of Metal Gear Crow shuddered as it collapsed into a heap on the hanger floor and was still. Sweat slowly tickled down the neck and forehead of Solid Joel as he collapsed on his hands and knees, totally exhausted. He had just single-handedly taken down Metal Gear Crow, the latest threat to mankind. The more he thought about it, the more incredible it seemed to him. While he had faced other versions of Metal Gear in the past and survived, it had only taken a few choice stinger missiles to take this latest version down. It was almost too easy.... Suddenly, there was a low rumble. Solid Joel looked up in disbelief as the Metal Gear Crow came to life once more and quickly rose to its full height. Solid Joel already had a kink in his neck from staring up at him before and he groaned as he prepared to start dodging missiles and railgun fire again.... Liquid Servo smirked down at the puny human from the cockpit of Metal Gear Crow. "What? You really thought you could take down this huge machine by your lonesome? Oh, by the way, thanks for shooting off that sensor dish. Now I can aim the guns manually and waste your sorry butt...." Liquid Servo pressed the firing controls on the guns, only to be rewarded with a loud clacking sound. "What?!? Aw, man!! Don't tell me I'm out of ammo!?! No... I've still got plenty of rounds... Crow?!? What the heck's wrong with you?!?" Metal Gear Crow rolled his eyes and replied. "You probably jammed my guns again. I *told* you to fire them in 'short controlled bursts', but noooooo, you had to be Jessie Ventura with Ol' Painless! Geez, next time *I'LL* fire the guns and YOU be Metal Gear!" "Come on, come on, shoot!" Liquid Servo cursed as he tried to unsuccessfully fire the guns. "Oh, the hell with it! I'm putting your foot down...." On cue, Metal Gear Crow raised a gigantic foot and after pausing for a moment, brought it down towards Solid Joel, who paled considerably.... ...only to be shocked when it abruptly stopped an inch above Solid Joel's head, held fast by a familiar shape.... "Gypsy Fox!" Solid Joel exclaimed in astonishment as he watched her strain to prevent the foot from crushing him. Gypsy Fox then shot him an annoyed glance as she wryly remarked. "Uh, you can move ANYTIME now, Joel...." Solid Joel quickly stepped out from under the foot to safety. Then Gypsy Fox used her incredible speed to move out from under the foot right before it smashed against the ground. "I don't know why Grey Fox didn't do this in the actual game, considering how fast he's supposed to be...." Gypsy Fox said as she rapidly wrapped herself around Metal Gear Crow's legs. "Here's a little move I learned from 'The Empire Strikes Back'!" Gypsy Fox exclaimed as she finished tying up Crow's legs and returned to Solid Joel's side. Solid Joel took hold of Gypsy Fox's cyborg body and yanked hard. "Oh, poopie!" Liquid Servo yelped as Metal Gear Crow lost his balance and crashed against the side of the hanger, taking most of the wall with him. Solid Joel then ran to the other side of the hanger, still cradling Gypsy Fox in his arms, and yanked hard again. "Engaging emergency ejection system!" Liquid Servo exclaimed as he simply hovered out of the cockpit to safety, much to Metal Gear Crow's dismay as he crashed against the floor again. There were more explosions and when the smoke finally cleared, Crow was his normal size again, wisps of steam rising from his body. "Owie...." Crow moaned. "Servo, you're DEFINITELY playing the Metal Gear next time...." "I'll pass, thanks...." Tom said as he hovered back down to where Joel and Gypsy were grinning in triumph. "How come Gypsy got to be the coolest character in the game, anyway?" Crow whined. Joel shrugged. "She asked me first." "Thanks again, Joel! It was a blast!" Gypsy exclaimed happily. "You're welcome, Gypsy!" Joel smiled. "Okay, this time I wanna be Revolver Robot!" Crow called out as they prepared to play another round.... * * * DEEP 13 T.V's Frank whimpered in pain as he tried to write a book on wilderness survival while learning Mandarin from a self-help tape in his walkman. He was trapped under a huge pile of junk while Dr. Forrester stood over him with his fists clenched. "For the last time, Frank! You are NOT going to become complex! Are you listening to me? Frank!! Don't make me get the scalpel, Frank! I know how to use it!! FRANK!!!" Dr. Forrester screamed. "Well, they also say pure and simple is the best way to go...." Frank reluctantly admitted as Dr. Forrester dragged him over to the console where he gave the button a quick press. THE REAL END.... (Feel free to hum the closing theme as you read my author's notes.) Special Author Notes for 9/00: Well, I finally got around to revising this MSTing and while it's not perfect, I reinserted the Yaoi lemon scene that I had previously cut out and MSTed it the best I could. I apologize for trimming the ending but it would have added another several pages to the MSTing and I was too lazy to make this a two-parter. ;P I'd like to give very special thanks to Gary Kleppe, who proofread and gave me C&C on the MSTing, as well as Robin "Lunari" Seabaugh, who helped with the C&C for the MSTing. I couldn't have finished it without their help and I can't thank them enough. :) I'd also like to thank Timothy McLees, Luna and Artemis, Chris Bergstrom, Jay Dee Archer (Jupiter Knight), Michael K. Neylon, Demon Stalker, Oscar, and Sakura for being nice enough to post my MSTings on their webpages, as well as Theo Mintesnot for coming up with a love theme for this series by changing a few words. I changed a few myself but it was his idea and I appreciate it. :) Finally I'd like to thank CATS for writing "Triangle Tangle" and giving me a lot of material to work with. I hope you're not too offended. It's all meant in good fun. If you are, feel free to MST my own works, I won't mind a bit. 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. ;) Sincerely, Megane 6.7 P.S. My friend, Lunari, has written several excellent Sailor Moon stories and if you are interested in reading it, contact her at lunari@sprynet.com and I'm sure she'll be happy to send a copy to you. :) Also, Jack Acid has his own series of MSTings, which should soon be posted on Shinji's site and is a very talented computer graphics artist. You can find some of his works in the art gallery at Shinji's site and you can contact him for his MSTings at samearly@hancock.net C&C, as always, is appreciated. 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