A TANGLED WEB Part 8: Endgame
Chapter 10 –
by Charlie Nelson a.k.a. Ordinaryguy2
AuThOr'S NoTeS: Ok, this is a very different chapter. More fun than anything. I considered deleting it just because it had so little to do with the story. In fact, I only acknowledge all of the crossovers at the end of the chapter since most are just barely mentioned at all. Even so, this chapter does show the diversity of people and beings being drawn to the Land of the Lost. And it is a bit like I've hidden Easter eggs for people to find and identify.
The main crossovers in this chapter include: ALF (1986-1990); The Beastmaster (1982); Howard the Duck (1986); The Krofft Supershow 'Dr. Shrinker' (1976); Land of the Lost (1974-1976); The Littles (1983-1985); The New Shmoo (1979); Popeye (1940) Pokémon (1998-2012); Sabrina, the Teenage Witch (1996-2003); Short Circuit (1986); The Silver Chair: The Chronicles of Narnia (1990); A Spell for Chameleon (1977) - most have smaller parts which you can find at the list of characters at the end of this chapter.
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Alf had had to go for a walk. It had just been getting too crowded with all the Humans and robots. He hated to admit it, but it had been starting to make him feel alone in the crowd, being the only Melmacian around. Cha-Ka had wanted to accompany him, but Alf begged him off. Alf considered Cha-Ka a good kid, but he wasn't much of a conversationalist.
Alf's real problem had been everyone's reaction to his cooking the tail of one of their attacker; in particular the very short tail that had belonged to Brak. Alf had already decided against eating it when the others began coming down on him. In truth, he knew it was wrong to eat sentient beings. Even the parts that come off of sentient beings that are trying to kill you. Still, the smell had reminded him somewhat of his mom's feline casserole and made his mouth water in anticipation.
Hearing something approaching over the small hill, he stopped. Knowing that wherever this place was that there were a lot of very big, very hungry lizards, he ducked behind some foliage. He took a peek and spotted something unexpected. Two people about two inches in height were being chased by a male dwarf with a large butterfly net. Or was the term midget, or little person. Or maybe he was normal sized and belonged to a tribe of pygmies. Whatever his personal designation was, he was a lot bigger than the two people he was chasing.
"Run, Lucy!"
"I am, Tom!"
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! I've got you now!" He slammed the net over the two running figures, effectively trapping them. Hugo reached down to examine his prizes. "Dr. Shrinker will be happy with me! I told him I could catch you! I may have had to run to a part of the island that I've never seen before but I caught you, but I – eh?"
He looked down to examine his catch more thoroughly. "You – you have tails?"
When he went to grab one of the tails, Lucy slapped his finger. "Never touch the tail!"
"You are too young, too. You aren't those college kids that Dr. Shrinker shrank. Who are you?"
Tom glanced at Lucy and then back up at Hugo. "If we're not who you were looking for, does that mean you are going to let us go?"
Hugo grinned as he shook his finger at them. "Not on you little lives! Dr. Shrinker loves new discoveries. Especially if they turn out to be lucrative!"
Alf had heard enough. "Hey screwball, why don't you pick on someone your own size? Me for instance." Alf stepped out from behind the leaves.
Hugo gapped at the hairy creature with the large snout. "W-w-w-w-wha-wha-what are you?"
"I? I am the eater of evil, little sidekicks!" He pulled out his knife and fork. "Now let the little munchkins go and I'll do the same for you."
"Uh, um." Hugo started backing away. "How do I know that-oww!" He dropped the butterfly net. "You bit me!" he looked accusingly down at the two small forms struggling to get out of the net.
"Hey! I'll bite you if you don't back away from them!" Alf approached menacingly, rubbing his knife and fork together.
"You're going to eat me?" Hugo was aghast.
"What can I say? I think everyone should take a bite out of crime."
Before they got any farther, three figures jumped out behind Hugo. Two were in white uniforms with red trim and a large R across the chest. The third didn't need any clothing. It was a cat. And it was standing in front of the two Humans while holding a large cloth bag that appeared to be filled to the brim.
"Ha! Ha! Prepare for trouble!" said Jessie
"Make it double!" added James
"Alright already," complained Meowth. "You've said the motto over twenty times today. Just put a cork in it and help me with this bag."
Like most times, they ignored their Pokémon partner and continued with their banter. "Well, well. What do we have here, James?"
James looked up from his comm link. "It's not listed in the database, Jessie. But that's no surprise. This place is full of Pokémon the likes we've never seen before."
"Then let's catch it and add it to the others already," shouted Meowth.
Jessie's smile showed teeth. "Yes, lets. Poké Ball, please."
Alf had heard enough. Whatever they had in mind for him he didn't want to have any part of it. Picking up a rock, he threw it. The stone hit Meowth on the paw causing him to drop the sack he had been precariously holding, causing its contents to be spilled onto the ground and roll down the incline toward Alf.
While Jessie and James grabbed at rolling Poké Balls with Meowth, Hugo took the opportunity to run for it, abandoning his butterfly net.
"I can't find any that I recognize," James complained. "Even my personal ones."
"I think they all got mixed together," said Meowth as he and James tried sorting through them.
"I think you are going to have to use them at random," said James, as he tossed Jessie a Poké Ball.
"But most of these are very recent acquisitions and not trained. We don't even know their capabilities," she protested.
"Field training. Best thing," answered Meowth. "Or you could just let him get away."
Jessie growled in frustration and threw the red and white ball at Alf. Alf retaliated by picking up one of the Poké Balls that had rolled down the incline to his feet and threw it at her.
Both Poké Balls glowed briefly mid-air as something expanded out of each of them.
The creature that came from Jessie's Poké Ball was white and gelatin-like, with two stubby legs but no arms. In retrospect, it resembled a walking bowling pin. Landing with a plop, it glanced around. "Shmoo?" it said curiously.
Alf's Poké Ball opened to reveal an anthropomorphic duck that was about three and a half feet tall, wearing a jacket and tie, and smoking a cigar. "Wak! What's going on?"
"Get him!" shouted Jessie.
Being compelled by the magic of the Poké Ball it had just exited, the Shmoo bounced and then stretched itself around the startled duck-like man. "Wak! Get it off!" Howard bent his head down and the red-hot tip of his cigar touched against the side of the white morphic creature.
Shmoo broke away like a bottle rocket and headed into the woods looking for something to cool the burned area. Howard the Duck fell over out of breath and was soon unconscious.
"My turn," said James. He picked up another Poké Ball and tossed toward Alf. Alf, catching on, did likewise.
The Poké Ball that James had loosed emitted a large tiger that was green in color. It roared its displeasure as Alf's Poké Ball freed a small, two-foot long, head to tail, miniature dragon with wings.
The green tiger pawed the air and the fire-lizard retaliated by shooting fire at the great cat. The little dragon kept up the flames, singeing the cat, until it had had enough and leapt into the woods for the nearest source of water.
"I need something with fire-resistance!" shouted Jessie.
"Here's one, I think!" Meowth passed over the Poké Ball. She grabbed and threw it without looking at it or thanking Meowth.
What emerged surprised all of them. A robotic form on treads with a vaguely human-like torso spread its arms. "Johnny 5's alive!"
The small fire-lizard was startled at the sudden appearance and darted around it while trying to burn it.
"Hey! Knock it off!" asked the robot as it waved it's arms around in defense. "Get out of here, kid. You're bother me," the robot said as it mimicked the voice of W.C. Fields. One of the flailing arms made contact with the small flying lizard and it fell to the ground.
This startled the robot, who now looked down at the small reptile forlornly. "Aw, it's not disassembled, is it?"
Alf didn't answer the saddened robot's question. Instead, he threw another Poké Ball. Out came a naked mole rat.
Jessie turned to Meowth with a glare. "Did you put your lunch in a Poké Ball?"
"Uh." James looked embarrassed. "Actually, I collected him. I thought he was kinda cute looking."
"Whatever!" She rolled her eyes in disgust. "At least this means we will have beaten that long-snouted furry annoyance."
In annoyance, the naked mole rat, Rufus, charged toward the much larger robot.
The robot, Johnny 5, rolled back in shock.
"Shoot it!" shouted Jessie.
The robot seemed to be confused. "But Johnny 5 is no longer armed and dangerous. Johnny 5 is a pacifist. At least whenever possible."
Rufus leapt onto the grill of the robot and climbed up the torso. Captivity had ticked Rufus off and now was the time for payback. Finding an opening, he dove in and began chewing wires. Johnny 5 jerked back and forth, and even rolled over a few of the Poké Balls that were still strewn about, before finally he went limp.
"All right!" shout Alf. "Let's hear it for the tiny furless guy!"
Rufus, the naked mole rat, growled at Team Rocket and then charged toward them.
James tossed a ball into the air and a five-foot-tall baby brontosaurus landed right over Rufus and just missed stepping on the small mammal. Rufus, startled beyond belief, dug a hole straight down and left the area.
Alf, realizing it was up to him again, reached down for the last of the nearby Poké Balls. In flight, it opened to reveal a seven-foot-tall Sasquatch.
"Bigfoot!" James and Jessie cried out together, holding each other tight.
Bigfoot roared making everyone jump. The baby brontosaurus, named Dopey by Holly Marshall, followed its instincts when confronted with a large, dangerous predator. It ran for water.
Bigfoot ignored Dopey, and instead focused on Team Rocket. He charged, not giving them a chance to use any more of their Poké Balls.
"Run!" shouted Meowth. And they did.
"Well, that was different," Alf commented. More Poké Balls rolled down the hill toward him, all left due to the haste of Team Rocket as they ran from Bigfoot.
"So, they've been running around here capturing people, animals and who knows what. Probably more in those balls, too." He looked around. "Anyone want to take responsibility here? Anyone at all?" He looked down at the Poké Balls at his feet. "Course not," he muttered with a shake of his head.
It had taken him a little while of studying the little red and white balls before learning enough about them to free those trapped within as well as how to retrap those that proved too troublesome or dangerous like the fifty-foot anaconda; the beanpole fifteen-foot tall, green-skinned, four-armed, tusked Tars Tarkas; the jabberwocky; a green-haired, orange skinned Oompa Loompa; and that annoying, aggravating, living toon, Roger Rabbit.
The next fifteen minutes were spent by Alf releasing captives from the Poké Balls. One of the things he had released had been a three-foot tall fellow covered with so much long hair it fell to the ground and he couldn't tell which side of him he was facing. Though it seemed to only speak in a high pitch gibberish, Alf seemed to have an idea of what he was saying and sent him to work on the robot, Johnny 5. Alf figured they might need the extra protection and the robot looked somewhat formidable at the very least.
Three small figures flew past his head causing him to duck reflexively. "Hey! Where's the fire?"
"Sorry, Alf," said Lucy Little. "This flying is wonderful!"
"You should try it," shouted Tom Little while doing flying back flips. "Tinkerbell, here, has lots of that pixie dust."
Alf held up a hand. "Sorry. Gonna just say 'no' to the pixie dust. I need to keep my feet on the ground."
A dragonfly with a six-foot wingspan dive bombed out of the trees and darted toward the two flying mouse-like creatures and the pixie. They cried out and quickly flew away.
But before the danger could build it was over before it had even started. A large eagle that Alf had freed earlier swooped down and grabbed the dragonfly in its deadly claws and carried its quivering corpse up to a branch ten feet above everybody, disturbing a very angry and very foul-mouthed red parrot who quickly flew away. Happily perched, the eagle bit into the tail of the dragonfly and began tearing off morsels to eat.
Alf turned to the centaur archer standing a few feet away. The half man/half horse had agreed to be a part of Alf's protection against hostiles when he had been freed from one of the Poké Balls. "So how come we had to wait for the eagle to catch that thing?" he said. "You aren't still daydreaming about that pegasus that flew away, are you, Chester?"
The centaur scowled and his hooves tore into the ground in anger. "Don't be obscene! They were in no real danger! I had drawn my bow and was ready to fire on the enlarged insect when I saw the eagle make its move. I decided instantly that it would be better to let nature take its course. And it did."
"And meanwhile those flying wee kiddies almost became a three-course meal for that thing," snapped back Alf. "Or was that your idea of nature taking its course again?"
"Bah! If I did not owe you for freeing me, troll, I'd be halfway back to Xanth by now. Still, I must perform the duty for Magician Humphrey who sent me here."
"I know, Chester. I know. You have to guard the one who frees you until he storms off in frustration! Sounds stupid to me but whatever! I'll whatever help I can get. We only have a few more of those balls to go through, and then you can start hoofing it. Get it? Hoofing it! Haw!"
Chester was not amused and pawed the ground with one of his hooves.
"Oh well. I guess I just have to consider my audience," the Melmacian said with a shrug.
"Oh, I thought it was funny," came a voice.
Alf looked over to see a black cat talking to him. "Oh, it's you again." Salem had been one of the first creatures that Alf had freed from Poké bondage, and the Melmacian would have eaten him, too, if the cat hadn't started asking him why he was starting to build a fire. "What is it with this place and talking cats? About the only cats that I've meet who haven't talked is the green tiger than ran away and that black panther over there."
Salem stopped licking his paws and glanced over at the panther who was regarding them casually. "You know, there's something strange about that cat."
Alf glanced down at the cat. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?"
"Enough!" shouted the centaur. "Free the next creature already."
"Alright! Geez!" Alf picked up a Poké Ball. He looked to the left and then the right. "Fire in the hole!" He pitched it forward.
The ball flew forward and ejected a startled Marsh-wiggle – a soggy looking humanoid that appeared quite gloomy.
"Where in Narnia am I?" asked the man, in an alarmed state.
"It's not Narnia, bub. It's not Kansas either, in case you were wondering," responded Alf. "So what's your handle? What do you go by?"
"I am Puddleglum the Marsh-wiggle. And I usually go by foot and sometimes boat."
"That not what I-" Alf threw up his hands and groaned. "It's like my mother always said. 'Some days no one can understand you no matter how hard you try.' And this is definitely my day." He kicked one of the Poke balls away in frustration.
The Marsh-wiggle was looking frightened now, so Alf added, "Don't worry. I'm one of the good guys. We just rescued you."
"Really?" came a strong doubtful voice from the woods opposite them.
The centaur turned with his bow cocked.
Out into the open a man girded in a leather loin cloth and carrying a sword approached. Next to him walked the lightly scorched green tiger that had run away earlier.
"I am Dar. And I want to know how my friend Ruh was burned."
Alf held out his hands in protest. "Hey, I can't be held responsible for that. There were mitigating circumstances."
"Such as…" Dar's anger was plain to see, and Alf's eyes kept moving back to the sword.
"The small troll is an annoying creature, but I think he may be right," said Chester Centaur to Dar. "You two should talk. And I will show the Marsh-wiggle the way to the stream to refresh himself and then I will be back."
Alf muttered to himself about finding good help. "And I'm not a troll! Hmph! He's probably just going down to the stream to see if that pegasus is there."
"Ruh says he'd been captured and then forced to fight a flying lizard that breathed fire. A creature that you set upon him."
"Another talking cat? Just great. But hey, there's more to the story than that. I'm the one whose been freeing everyone from those that had captured them. Just ask around."
Dar looked up into the tree at the eagle finishing his dragonfly meal. He called to it and the large flying predator looked down to regard him and chirped back.
Dar regarded Alf again. "Avenger confirms your story."
"Who's Avenger?"
"The eagle."
Alf squinted at him. "You wouldn't be by chance related to a fellow named Doolittle, would you?"
Dar gave him a look of confusion. "Who?"
"Never mind. I sense that you're not the literary type."
Dar ignored that. "So, you are helping those that had been previously captured?"
They glanced to where a small, squashy alien figure with a glowing chest was raising a glowing finger from the slowly waking form of an anthropomorphic duck, much to the amazed enthusiasm of a six-and-a-half-foot tall humanoid called H.R. Pufnstuf with a lizard-like body, tail included, and a yellowish head that had been swollen to several sizes too big, and a strange crop of orange-ish hair.
Alf sighed. "Yeah, I'm Gordon Shumway, but everybody calls me Alf. As for what I've been doing here, well, the job kinda fell on me due to the fact no one else was around to do it."
They looked over to where a loud racket was being made. A large, white, longhaired somewhat humanoid creature with brown paws and a musical horn at the top of its head was playfully honking at another creature who was similarly sized, with the white body of a long-haired white dog but with the brown head of a horse that was neighing. Running around both of them was an excited, yapping purple dinosaur with black spots on its back and wearing a blue collar.
"Jeep!" Alf called. "Hey, Jeep!"
A small creature appeared at Alf's side. He was yellow in color, about three feet tall, had a very large, round nose, a long tail and a round stomach. "Jeep! Jeep!"
"Don't do that!" said a startled Alf. "Listen, Jeep. I need you to pop up there and remind those three to hold down the noise. There's a lot of sharp toothed carnivores around here that would love to know where we all are to gobble us up. That being the case, we need to keep the noise down, so they don't know where we are."
"Jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep jeep! Jeep jeep jeep jeep. Jeep jeep." And then he disappeared to reappear over by the two noise makers.
"And believe it or not I have no idea what he just said."
"Really?" asked Dar. "It was pretty clear to me." Dar, a little surprised himself. "First, he reminded you that his name is Eugene. And then that the two up there are called Honk and Dorse."
"Honk? I'm surprised but it is self-explanatory so I can accept it, but Doris? That name just doesn't fit."
"No, not Doris. Dorse. That is because somehow it is the combination of a dog and a horse."
Alf shook his head. "I'm not going to argue with you. You have a green tiger."
Dar patted the tiger at his side. Then noticed how tense it was. Ruh was staring at the black panther. "There's something unusual with that panther."
"I already said that!" said Salem.
"Your cat talks!" Dar remarked in surprise.
"I'm not his cat and I thought you said you communicated with animals. Why shouldn't I be able to communicate with you, too?"
Alf ignored the interruption. "Are you sure about the panther?" He scratched his chin in contemplation. "So far it's been the most well-behaved creature here? What am I saying? That's very suspicious behavior for any cat!"
"Hey!" Salem was affronted.
"Tell us who you are," Dar demanded of the panther.
Slowly the dark hairs on the panther began to recede. The ears on the top of its head began to move down to the sides of the head. The claws on the paws began to shrink back and flatten as the digits they were connected to extended. Soon there was a blonde naked man lying where the panther once was.
"Ah, sorry. I am Prof. Jonathan Chase. Anyone have something I can wear?"
"That's the last straw!"
Everybody looked at Alf.
"I mean it! I've had it! I'm going back to the other group I was with! You, oh speaker to everything, can lead them from here on!"
"I don't understand," said Dar.
"I'm saying you can get everybody here to talk to you, while I just aggravate them. So you keep them together. I'm not the Melmacian for the job."
"But-"
"Hoof-head can tell you about the magical ball prisons. I'll contact you if we discover a way out of this mad, mad, mad, mad world." With that he picked up a few empty Poké Balls and left.
As he got on a path, he saw a yellow critter in the bushes that may be another cat. His stomach growled in hunger. "Please don't be another talking cat," he said softly.
The plump, yellow creature that may or may not have been a cat have a bizarre tail with several bends in it that made Alf wince as he tried to imagine how a tail with that many breaks in it must ache.
"Eating a cat like this would be putting it out of its misery," he surmised to himself.
The creature poked its head out of the bush and regarded Alf. "Pika?"
"Great! Just Great! Another talking cat and I get to go hungry. He hurried off leaving a confused Pokémon behind.
To be Continued!
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Original AuThOr'S NoTeS: 11/3/2007
If you are wondering what any of these creatures, characters or items look like, go to answers dot com. It's a very good reference site. It's also good for getting info for school research.
This started off as a cute idea for me as I tried to come up with something for Alf to do alone. Then it hit me. Pokémon. At first it was going to be an encounter with Ash but then I thought of something more confrontational. Like Team Rocket. But I didn't really know the Pokémon characters that well, so I decided to see what kind of sci-fi characters I could come up with that could have been mistaken for Pokémons.
I don't plan to return to this line of thought. This was a just for fun sideline, more or less. Hope you at least enjoyed it. And if you think of some possible creatures or characters that could have been included then I just have to say they must either still be in the remaining Poké balls, have run off somewhere, or just be a few trees away.
Points of interest.
Billy Barty who plays Hugo, the aid to Dr. Shrinker, also played Sigmund the Sea Monster. The Shmoo, which originally was a character created in the Lil' Abner comic strip back in 1948 and was revamped into a very different character in 1979's The New Shmoo to which I grew up with. In the first movie The Beastmaster, Ruh was a tiger that had been dyed green for the movie but in later sequels and the TV series was no longer dyed green.
If some of these characters or shows are unfamiliar to you, check them out online. Some you can even watch on youtube.
ChArAcTeR InDeX FoR ThE ChApTeR:
Addams, Cousin Itt (Roger Arroyo) – from the TV series The Addams Family (1964-1966)
'Alf' / Shumway, Gordon (Paul Fusco) – from the TV series ALF (1986-1990)
Anaconda – from the movie Anaconda (1997)
Avenger – from the cartoon Birdman and the Galaxy Trio 'Birdman' (1967-1969)
Bigfoot (Ray Young) – from the TV series The Krofft Supershow 'Bigfoot and Wildboy' (1977)
Brak (voiced by Keye Luke) – from the cartoon Space Ghost (1966) (mentioned only)
Cha-Ka (Philip Paley) – from the TV series Land of the Lost (1974-1976) (mentioned only)
Chase, Prof. Jonathan (Simon MacCorkindale) – from the TV series Manimal (1983)
Chester Centaur – from the book A Spell for Chameleon, 1977, by Piers Anthony, of the Xanth series
Dar (Marc Singer) – from the movie The Beastmaster (1982), Beastmaster 2: Through the Portal of Time (1991), Beastmaster: The Eye of Braxus (1996)
Dino (voiced by Mel Blanc) – from the cartoon The Flintstones (1966-1966)
Doolittle, Dr. John – from the book The Story of Doctor Doolittle, 1920, by Hugh Lofting, of the Doctor Doolittle series (mentioned only)
Dopey, the baby brontosaurus – from the TV series Land of the Lost (1974-1976)
Dorse (Larry Larsen) – from the TV series The Krofft Supershow 'The Lost Saucer' (1975)
E.T. (voiced by Pat Welsh) – from the movie E.T., The Extra-Terrestrial (1982)
Eugene the Jeep – from the cartoon Popeye 'Popeye Presents Eugene the Jeep' (1940)
Fire-lizard of Pern – from the book Dragonflight, 1967, by Anne McCaffrey, by the Dragonriders of Pern
Honk (Patty Maloney) – from the TV series Far Out Space Nuts (1975)
Howard (Ed Gale) – from the movie Howard the Duck (1986)
Hugo (Billy Barty) – from the TV series The Krofft Supershow 'Dr. Shrinker' (1976)
Humphrey, Magician – from the book A Spell for Chameleon, 1977, by Piers Anthony, of the Xanth series (mentioned only)
Iago, the Parrot (voiced by Gilbert Gottfried) – from the movie Aladdin (1992), The Return of Jafar (1994), Aladdin and the King of Thieves (1996), from the TV series Aladdin (1994-1995)
the Jabberwocky – from the book Alice in Wonderland, 1865, by Lewis Carroll
James (voiced by Jimmy Zoppi) – from the cartoon Pokémon (1998-2013)
Jessie (voiced by Michele Knotz) – from the cartoon Pokémon (1998-2012)
Johnny 5 / Number 5 (voiced by Tim Blaney) – from the movie Short Circuit (1986), Short Circuit 2 (1988)
Little, Lucy (voiced by Bettina Bush) – from the cartoon The Littles (1983-1985)
Little, Tom (voiced by Donavan Freberg) – from the cartoon The Littles (1983-1985)
Marshall, Holly (Kathy Coleman) – from the TV series Land of the Lost (1974-1976) (mentioned only)
Meowth (voiced by Madeleine Blaustein) – from the cartoon Pokémon (1998-2006)
Oompa Loompa – from the movie Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (1971)
Pegasus – from the movie Clash of The Titans (1981)
Pikachu (voiced by Ikue Ôtani) – from the cartoon Pokémon (1998-2013)
Puddleglum the Marsh-wiggle (Tom Baker) – from the TV series The Silver Chair: The Chronicles of Narnia (1990)
Pufnstuf, H.R. (Lennie Weinrib) – from the TV series H.R. Pufnstuf (1969-1970)
Rabbit, Roger (voiced by Charles Fleischer) – from the movie Who Framed Roger Rabbit? (1988)
Rufus (voiced by Nancy Cartwright) – from the cartoon Kim Possible (2002-2007)
Ruh – from the movie The Beastmaster (1982), Beastmaster 2: Through the Portal of Time (1991), Beastmaster: The Eye of Braxus (1996)
Saberhagen, Salem (voiced by Nick Bakay) – from the TV series Sabrina, the Teenage Witch (1996-2003)
Shmoo (voiced by Frank Welker) – from the cartoon The New Shmoo (1979)
Shrinker, Dr. (Jay Robinson) – from the TV series The Krofft Supershow 'Dr. Shrinker' (1976) (mentioned only)
Tarkas, Tars – from the book John Carter of Mars, 1912, by Edgar Rice Burroughs
Tinkerbell – from the book Peter and Wendy, 1911, by J.M. Barrie