Scooby Doo and the Planet of Monsters
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The slobber of a great dane rolled down the display window of a TV store having watched the advertisement in question.
"Rooby Racks... rust get rooby racks" he said, almost robotically.
His owner Norville "Shaggy" Rodgers accompanied by Fred Jones exited the TV store carrying a wide-screen TV which they loaded into the back of their van, the mystery machine.
"Scooby! Come on we're going!" Shaggy called.
"Rokay" Scooby replied.
Scooby joined Shaggy and scrambled into the back of the van using the two rear doors while Fred got into the front seats next to the other members of Mystery Inc, Velma Dinkley and Daphne Blake.
"Widescreen??" Exclaimed Daphne, observing the television set the boys had just bought. "We only needed a portable to get ghostly news reports from."
"But this set was really cheap!" Shaggy protested
"It would have been even cheaper if we just bought a radio!" Velma groaned
"Radios? Peh, who wants to HEAR something happen? TVs show you want they're on about" Fred replied "There's nothing you could hear on a radio that you couldn't hear through a glass against the wall"
"Fred you read that directly out of the pamphlet!"
"Sorry"
"Like Fred, why didn't you ask me to like, turn to the pamphlet channel using the new Digital Satellite TV subscription! Discovery Science for Velma, Style for Daphne, General Entertainment for Fred and 7 channels of quality cookery channels for me and scoob!" Shaggy said "They even have a clock channel!"
Coming up on the clock channel ... Six o'clock!
"Rait, I've reen this rone!" Scooby groaned
"They must think that slackers like you two will watch anything!" Daphne said
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"oooooh, what was I thinking?" moaned Shaggy, instantly regretting his purchase. "What a waste of money"
"Well try and get something out of it" Fred said "I paid good money for that TV"
They switched the TV to a news broadcast.
... and the great dane puppy with the gland disorder was put to sleep earlier today. In other news, citizens of Coolsville were outraged and/or suspicious of strange psychedelic painted vans that have been appearing all over town. The vans in question have been reported to have rotating camcorders attached to the roof along with photography equipment that have been taking pictures of the town's residents. So what is this down to? Perverted Hippies with a surveillance habit? A government conspiracy? Or maybe we should join many others and point the finger squarely at top crime-solvers mystery incorporated.
The scene flickered to some age-old archive footage of the gang, having retro hair styles (even for them).
Mystery Inc. has been unmasking ghosts for the last ten years with their lovable dog Scooby Doo but have they now wandered off into Scooby... poo? More on the story along with clever but demeaning puns after the break.
"This is terrible!" Velma exclaimed, "everyone in town hates us because of these mysterious vans that look like the mystery machine!"
"Guys, it looks we've got another mystery on our hands!"
"Fred, like, why do you always say that?" asked Shaggy
"Shag, it's the only catchphrase I've got. Don't take that away from me" Fred replied "Now then, if these Mystery Machine look-a-likes are as authentic as they're made out to be then they'll be made by the same company"
"Then that company will be CarCo!" Daphne deduced, remembering the name well.
"CarCo, very original" groaned Velma.
Some time later, the van turned up outside CarCo. From his office, a man called Dave Ward saw them and called to another man.
"Mystery Inc are here Norman! Open the door!"
Workers quickly obliged and swung open the doors before Daphne could even reach for the doorknob. The gang found themselves being dragged into Dave's office.
"Mystery Inc and Scooby Doo! I've been waiting for you all morning!" he said
"You were waiting for us?" asked Fred
"Like, you'd think with everyone in town after us, no one would want to see our faces again!" Shaggy remarked, "Like, you're not carrying a pitchfork are ya?"
"No" Dave chuckled "I really do need your help to solve a mystery. I was a loyal follower of yours so I deduced that a gang of crime-solvers like yourselves would be far more likely to solve the mystery rather than start it"
"Good thinking" said Daphne "You could give us a run for our money. What was it that you wanted to talk about?"
It all started last Saturday night, I was visiting a friend of mine called Bradley Herman who was a farmer out in the country. It wasn't a voluntary visit, in fact, the phone call he gave me sounded like something you guys would hear. He said.
"Those meddling kids! Come look at what they did to my field!"
Well I couldn't think of why any of you guys would have anything to do with a solitary farmer like that, so I rushed right over. When I got there, Bradley took me out to his cornfield where he showed me a crop circle. Only it wasn't a crop circle. It was diamond shaped with the initials SS in the centre.
"Jinkies, what a strange story!" Velma said "What could these crop, um... diamonds mean?"
"You mean you don't know?" asked a bemused Shaggy "Velma, if you don't know, ha, who does?"
"Rooby racks!" Scooby suggested
The gang cast there mind back to when they went to the TV store.
"Oh yeah, the logo for Scooby Snacks looked like those Crop diamonds!" Daphne said
"I'm convinced someone's trying to land you in it. Or at least it was you that Bradley accused" said Dave "Daft old man, always says the first thing that pops into his head. Once he was cocksure that the film Independence day was stolen from a letter he'd sent to the white house!"
"Ne he he he he he he he he he he he!" Scooby giggled, rather amused.
"Gang, I'm guessing that our next stop is at Bradley Herman's farm to interview Bradley" Fred announced "But before we go a question for you Mr Ward - If you're so sure we're innocent how come you're making loads of vans that look like the mystery machine?"
"It's not my fault" Dave protested "I received an order last week for a load of them saying that they were in top demand. The order's signed by a guy called Archie Martins. Here, take it. It can be your first clue"
Velma studied the clue "You got this a week ago you say? A week ago we were out of town solving the mystery of a phantom hippy-hater!"
"Don't remind me!" Shaggy groaned
"Okay" Said Velma "We're in hotter water now, despite how hard that baseball bat was"
"Didn't I say not to remind me?"
Hi there! I'm Glenn Gibbs! We're introducing a new kind of Scooby Snacks and THIS one is way better than all 7 of the other types of Scooby Snacks! These new and improved Scooby snacks have all the munchin and chrunchin good taste of the acclaimed Scooby snacks you love but this time we've added a special ingredient that almost got us taken off the market! Buy new and improved SCOOBY SNACKS!
The slobber of a great dane rolled down the display window of a TV store having watched the advertisement in question.
"Rooby Racks... rust get rooby racks" he said, almost robotically.
His owner Norville "Shaggy" Rodgers accompanied by Fred Jones exited the TV store carrying a wide-screen TV which they loaded into the back of their van, the mystery machine.
"Scooby! Come on we're going!" Shaggy called.
"Rokay" Scooby replied.
Scooby joined Shaggy and scrambled into the back of the van using the two rear doors while Fred got into the front seats next to the other members of Mystery Inc, Velma Dinkley and Daphne Blake.
"Widescreen??" Exclaimed Daphne, observing the television set the boys had just bought. "We only needed a portable to get ghostly news reports from."
"But this set was really cheap!" Shaggy protested
"It would have been even cheaper if we just bought a radio!" Velma groaned
"Radios? Peh, who wants to HEAR something happen? TVs show you want they're on about" Fred replied "There's nothing you could hear on a radio that you couldn't hear through a glass against the wall"
"Fred you read that directly out of the pamphlet!"
"Sorry"
"Like Fred, why didn't you ask me to like, turn to the pamphlet channel using the new Digital Satellite TV subscription! Discovery Science for Velma, Style for Daphne, General Entertainment for Fred and 7 channels of quality cookery channels for me and scoob!" Shaggy said "They even have a clock channel!"
Coming up on the clock channel ... Six o'clock!
"Rait, I've reen this rone!" Scooby groaned
"They must think that slackers like you two will watch anything!" Daphne said
The Watching Paint dry channel is proud to present a latex, semi-gloss, tan enamel for your viewing pleasure.
"oooooh, what was I thinking?" moaned Shaggy, instantly regretting his purchase. "What a waste of money"
"Well try and get something out of it" Fred said "I paid good money for that TV"
They switched the TV to a news broadcast.
... and the great dane puppy with the gland disorder was put to sleep earlier today. In other news, citizens of Coolsville were outraged and/or suspicious of strange psychedelic painted vans that have been appearing all over town. The vans in question have been reported to have rotating camcorders attached to the roof along with photography equipment that have been taking pictures of the town's residents. So what is this down to? Perverted Hippies with a surveillance habit? A government conspiracy? Or maybe we should join many others and point the finger squarely at top crime-solvers mystery incorporated.
The scene flickered to some age-old archive footage of the gang, having retro hair styles (even for them).
Mystery Inc. has been unmasking ghosts for the last ten years with their lovable dog Scooby Doo but have they now wandered off into Scooby... poo? More on the story along with clever but demeaning puns after the break.
"This is terrible!" Velma exclaimed, "everyone in town hates us because of these mysterious vans that look like the mystery machine!"
"Guys, it looks we've got another mystery on our hands!"
"Fred, like, why do you always say that?" asked Shaggy
"Shag, it's the only catchphrase I've got. Don't take that away from me" Fred replied "Now then, if these Mystery Machine look-a-likes are as authentic as they're made out to be then they'll be made by the same company"
"Then that company will be CarCo!" Daphne deduced, remembering the name well.
"CarCo, very original" groaned Velma.
Some time later, the van turned up outside CarCo. From his office, a man called Dave Ward saw them and called to another man.
"Mystery Inc are here Norman! Open the door!"
Workers quickly obliged and swung open the doors before Daphne could even reach for the doorknob. The gang found themselves being dragged into Dave's office.
"Mystery Inc and Scooby Doo! I've been waiting for you all morning!" he said
"You were waiting for us?" asked Fred
"Like, you'd think with everyone in town after us, no one would want to see our faces again!" Shaggy remarked, "Like, you're not carrying a pitchfork are ya?"
"No" Dave chuckled "I really do need your help to solve a mystery. I was a loyal follower of yours so I deduced that a gang of crime-solvers like yourselves would be far more likely to solve the mystery rather than start it"
"Good thinking" said Daphne "You could give us a run for our money. What was it that you wanted to talk about?"
It all started last Saturday night, I was visiting a friend of mine called Bradley Herman who was a farmer out in the country. It wasn't a voluntary visit, in fact, the phone call he gave me sounded like something you guys would hear. He said.
"Those meddling kids! Come look at what they did to my field!"
Well I couldn't think of why any of you guys would have anything to do with a solitary farmer like that, so I rushed right over. When I got there, Bradley took me out to his cornfield where he showed me a crop circle. Only it wasn't a crop circle. It was diamond shaped with the initials SS in the centre.
"Jinkies, what a strange story!" Velma said "What could these crop, um... diamonds mean?"
"You mean you don't know?" asked a bemused Shaggy "Velma, if you don't know, ha, who does?"
"Rooby racks!" Scooby suggested
The gang cast there mind back to when they went to the TV store.
"Oh yeah, the logo for Scooby Snacks looked like those Crop diamonds!" Daphne said
"I'm convinced someone's trying to land you in it. Or at least it was you that Bradley accused" said Dave "Daft old man, always says the first thing that pops into his head. Once he was cocksure that the film Independence day was stolen from a letter he'd sent to the white house!"
"Ne he he he he he he he he he he he!" Scooby giggled, rather amused.
"Gang, I'm guessing that our next stop is at Bradley Herman's farm to interview Bradley" Fred announced "But before we go a question for you Mr Ward - If you're so sure we're innocent how come you're making loads of vans that look like the mystery machine?"
"It's not my fault" Dave protested "I received an order last week for a load of them saying that they were in top demand. The order's signed by a guy called Archie Martins. Here, take it. It can be your first clue"
Velma studied the clue "You got this a week ago you say? A week ago we were out of town solving the mystery of a phantom hippy-hater!"
"Don't remind me!" Shaggy groaned
"Okay" Said Velma "We're in hotter water now, despite how hard that baseball bat was"
"Didn't I say not to remind me?"