Scooby Doo and the Forgotten Land
Disclaimer: Before you read this, I have a few things to say. This is the Scooby Doo edition of Epic Mickey. Instead of using Disney, we are using Hanna-Barbera characters. It's a mix of Epic Mickey, Paper Mario, and the darkness of the 2010 Myserty Inc show. I'm using Hann-Barbera because I love Hanna Barbera and they're not getting any respect these days.
Scooby will be our Mickey.
The Great Gazoo will be our Gremlin Gus.
Googie will be our Ortensia.
Flim-Flam will be our Bunny Children.
You're never gonna guess who our Oswald is.
Now our story begins.
Prologue
Now this here is the story of a man. Well he's not actually a man, he's not even human. He's a speech impaired anthropomorphic quadruped. So this here is the story of a speech impaired anthropomorphic quadruped. You know what lets just say he's a dog that makes it easier. So this is the story of a dog, a dog who would make the biggest difference in history.
Our heroes name is Scooby-Doo. Scooby was a master detective who solved mysteries with his friends; Daphne Blake; the beautiful rich heiress, Shaggy Rogers; his hippie master and best bud, Fred Jones; the handsome, ascot wearing leader, and Velma Dinkley; the fearless and geeky genius. Scooby and the gang would always have days of fun solving mysteries, catching bad guys, and driving in their van, The Mystery Machine. They lived in the town of Coolsville where they solved mysteries, and in a host of other places.
One day, after solving a great mystery, Scooby and the gang went to bed. Velma had purchased an antique mirror and brought it home with her.
Scooby decided to hang it up in his room. While Scooby was sleeping, he was lured out of his dog bed and went up to look at the mirror.
"Row. Rook at this mirror" he said as he started looking into it. He touched the mirror and it started wobbling like a jello. It turned out it wasn't a mirror at all, but a portal to a wizards lab.
Scooby went into the portal where he saw Merlin, the legendary wizard working on what appeared to be a model town. Scooby was fascinated by the model and as Merlin left to his quarters, he went to the model and looked at it.
Tiny castles, lakes, rivers, neighborhoods, a neat and lovely castle, mountains, jungle rivers—it was a miniature amusement park, an exotic playland, and a small town all rolled into one! An entire world!
"Rook at this. It's rike a toy town." Scooby said as he observed the model. He loved what he saw on the model. "Rat rooks rike Jellystone Park, rat rooks rike Bedrock, and rat rooks rike the Retsons apartment building. Rust needs one thing: a statue of me".
Scooby grabbed the sorcerer's magic paintbrush. He couldn't resist adding a few of his own touches. No graffiti, he decided. It would be fun to tag a few walls, but he knew the creator of this masterpiece would not approve. Instead, he twirled the paintbrush and created a blobby, purplish statue of himself in the middle of what looked like a town square.
"Hey, this magic stuff isn't so hard!" he declared, grinning. "Not a bad likeness, either. But it should be bigger." He loaded up the brush and slapped on more paint and then some more. The blobby, purply thingie wobbled, wriggled, and grew in front of him.
And it kept growing!
"Yikes!" Scooby yelped as the inky creature morphed into bigger and more threatening shapes. He stumbled backward away from the table. "Where's the 'off' switch?"
Now the creature towered over Scooby, glaring down at him with terrifying green eyes. Scooby's heart pounded triple time. Something dangerous, malevolent even, radiated from the inky form.
What if it kept growing…forever? Frantic, Scooby grabbed the jug of thinner. He had seen how it had erased the sorcerer's paint mistakes. "Please work!" he begged as he dumped the green liquid onto the purplish mass.
"Aahh!" Scooby screamed "Back you monster! Back!" He threw a bottle of thinner at the monster and it started getting weak. But as Scooby was about to finish him off, thinner started spilling on the model. Scooby tried to clean it up, but Merlin was coming downstairs and Scooby didn't want to get in trouble. So, he ran back home to his room and decided to forget everything.
"Phew." Scooby pulled the covers up over his head, trying to slow down his racing heart. "I think I'll leave magic to the professionals from now on."
He curled up and tried desperately to fall back asleep. It will all be better in the morning, he told himself.
After he went back through the mirror, a newt in the lab called out to Scooby.
"Congratulations mongrel!" He exclaimed "You just created a monster made out of magic ink and thinner and released it into another dimension"
Turns out the model was not a model at all, but a gateway to another dimension.
What the talking dog didn't see was the Blot oozing back out of the jug. It shuddered and wriggled and spread across the worktable. Then it dragged the jug down, down, down and plunged into another world.
On the other side of the mirror, Merlin hurried back into his workroom. Noises had roused him from his sleep. "Who's there?" he called out. But no one answered.
Merlin frowned. There might not be anyone in his workroom now, but someone had certainly left a mark. He stood over his lovely world, now ravaged. A huge, murky splotch covered most of the landscape. Thinner and paint had damaged much of what he had created, distorting some areas and outright destroying others.
The land he had created was ruined.
Author's Note:
Scooby had caused an abomination and released it into another dimension and caused the world to be ruined. What'll he do?