SLF 2K2
A Songfic by: We here at SLF Enterprises.
(The camera pans over to Slagpit and LunarFormer, dressed as Joel and TV's Frank from the original episodes of Mystery Science Theater 3000.)
Slagpit: Oh, come on now, Wolfbane, the costume isn't that bad.
Wolfbane (From behind his dressing room door): You're kidding me, right?
Slagpit: Look, you're the only one with the proper muzzle.
Wolfbane: YOU SAYIN' MY FACE LOOKS LIKE A BOWLING PIN THAT'S CUT IN HALF?!
Slagpit: Now you know that's not what I meant....
Wolfbane: I'm not coming out. And that's final.
Slagpit: Have it your way, buddy. LF, care to do the honors?
LunarFormer: I really don't think this is a good idea, SP. I mean, remember what happened with the whole Toga thing?
Slagpit: You're never gonna let me live that idea down, are you?
LunarFormer: Let's face it, boss, the crew doesn't like doing big costume productions for songfics.
Slagpit: It's not that big a production, LF. And besides, our cameras are already rolling. so OPEN THAT DOOR!
LunarFormer: And if I refuse?
Slagpit: Do you want to learn why I'm called SLAGpit?
LunarFormer: One open door coming up.
(LunarFormer pulls out a large blaster rifle and shoots down the door. Wolfbane is seen inside, made to look vaguely like Crow)
Wolfbane: I'll get you for this, Slagpit.
Slagpit: Sure, sure, but right now, we've just used up to a whole page in just the opening this fic! NOW TAKE YOUR PLACES EVERYONE!
(lights go down, and everyone disappears from view in front of the curtain. Slagpit walks out in front of it.)
Slagpit: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our own version of a cult favorite song... the theme to Mystery Science Theater 3000. (dodges a few blasts from Wolfbane's blaster) WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT!?
Wolfbane *off screen: No.
Slagpit: IONBURST! Start the music!
.(Slagpit darts off of the stage, and the curtains split to reveal the campus of the University of Delaware.)
FlapSnap (singing): In the not to distant hist'ry,
Some time in 2K2 AD...
There was this guy named Slagpit,
Quite different from you and me.
He worked for the University,
Just another face in a blue polo tee,
He did a good job settin' up the place,
But they stopped giving him hours,
Now he's become a disgrace.
Slagpit (off screen): Hey, whaddid I do?
FlapSnap (singing, imitating Slagpit's voice): "I'll write up craz7y fanfics,
"The strangest that come to mind.
"The people will come and read them all,
"And it will surely warp their mind!"
Now keep in mind he can't control,
When inspirtation strikes
Because he used that part of his mind
To create his robot stars.
Ionburst and Windsplit: SLF ROLLCALL!
Lightstorm! (Lightstorm is seen in a reflection, standing behind the camera)
Sparksmasher! (Sparksmasher walks dazedly through the scene)
Darkbane! (camera pans over to Darkbane, dressed like a gumball machine.) Darkbane: You've got to be kidding.
WOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLFFFFFFFBANE! (camera pans over to Wolfbane, still in gold paint, a catchers mitt attaached to the back of his head.)
Wolfbane: This is sooo demeaning.
(Camera pans back to the outside of the building, slowly pulling back)
FlapSnap (still singing): We wonder how he thinks of these things,
He posts on FF.Net.
Just repeat to yourself "It's just a fic"
So you can just relax
On SLF ENTERPRISES 2K2!
________________________________________________________________________ Ok, people, that's a wrap...Dark, Wolf, put down the guns... Come on, guys, this will really boost our readership! Guys? Come on, guys... NOT IN THE FACE NOT IN THE FACE!
LunarFormer: you might want to come back later, I don't think you want to see what's going on back here.
A Songfic by: We here at SLF Enterprises.
(The camera pans over to Slagpit and LunarFormer, dressed as Joel and TV's Frank from the original episodes of Mystery Science Theater 3000.)
Slagpit: Oh, come on now, Wolfbane, the costume isn't that bad.
Wolfbane (From behind his dressing room door): You're kidding me, right?
Slagpit: Look, you're the only one with the proper muzzle.
Wolfbane: YOU SAYIN' MY FACE LOOKS LIKE A BOWLING PIN THAT'S CUT IN HALF?!
Slagpit: Now you know that's not what I meant....
Wolfbane: I'm not coming out. And that's final.
Slagpit: Have it your way, buddy. LF, care to do the honors?
LunarFormer: I really don't think this is a good idea, SP. I mean, remember what happened with the whole Toga thing?
Slagpit: You're never gonna let me live that idea down, are you?
LunarFormer: Let's face it, boss, the crew doesn't like doing big costume productions for songfics.
Slagpit: It's not that big a production, LF. And besides, our cameras are already rolling. so OPEN THAT DOOR!
LunarFormer: And if I refuse?
Slagpit: Do you want to learn why I'm called SLAGpit?
LunarFormer: One open door coming up.
(LunarFormer pulls out a large blaster rifle and shoots down the door. Wolfbane is seen inside, made to look vaguely like Crow)
Wolfbane: I'll get you for this, Slagpit.
Slagpit: Sure, sure, but right now, we've just used up to a whole page in just the opening this fic! NOW TAKE YOUR PLACES EVERYONE!
(lights go down, and everyone disappears from view in front of the curtain. Slagpit walks out in front of it.)
Slagpit: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our own version of a cult favorite song... the theme to Mystery Science Theater 3000. (dodges a few blasts from Wolfbane's blaster) WILL YOU CUT THAT OUT!?
Wolfbane *off screen: No.
Slagpit: IONBURST! Start the music!
.(Slagpit darts off of the stage, and the curtains split to reveal the campus of the University of Delaware.)
FlapSnap (singing): In the not to distant hist'ry,
Some time in 2K2 AD...
There was this guy named Slagpit,
Quite different from you and me.
He worked for the University,
Just another face in a blue polo tee,
He did a good job settin' up the place,
But they stopped giving him hours,
Now he's become a disgrace.
Slagpit (off screen): Hey, whaddid I do?
FlapSnap (singing, imitating Slagpit's voice): "I'll write up craz7y fanfics,
"The strangest that come to mind.
"The people will come and read them all,
"And it will surely warp their mind!"
Now keep in mind he can't control,
When inspirtation strikes
Because he used that part of his mind
To create his robot stars.
Ionburst and Windsplit: SLF ROLLCALL!
Lightstorm! (Lightstorm is seen in a reflection, standing behind the camera)
Sparksmasher! (Sparksmasher walks dazedly through the scene)
Darkbane! (camera pans over to Darkbane, dressed like a gumball machine.) Darkbane: You've got to be kidding.
WOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLFFFFFFFBANE! (camera pans over to Wolfbane, still in gold paint, a catchers mitt attaached to the back of his head.)
Wolfbane: This is sooo demeaning.
(Camera pans back to the outside of the building, slowly pulling back)
FlapSnap (still singing): We wonder how he thinks of these things,
He posts on FF.Net.
Just repeat to yourself "It's just a fic"
So you can just relax
On SLF ENTERPRISES 2K2!
________________________________________________________________________ Ok, people, that's a wrap...Dark, Wolf, put down the guns... Come on, guys, this will really boost our readership! Guys? Come on, guys... NOT IN THE FACE NOT IN THE FACE!
LunarFormer: you might want to come back later, I don't think you want to see what's going on back here.
