PROLOGUE
The curtain rises and NEBULABELT walks on stage. "Welcome one and all! NEBULABELT here! In recognition of ROGUEFANKC's "The Last Unicorn" parody and in honor of RED WITCH'S Misfitverse I have decided to do the only sensible thing possible…"
"What? By having a knock-off of a knock-off?" Lance yelled. He and the rest of the Misfitverse cast: X-Men, Misfits, Joes, Cobra, Hellions, villains, etc. were all sitting in the audience seats of a large theater.
"Jeeze, could there be anything worse?" Kurt asked.
"Maybe, but they all involve massive organ failure." Jetstream groaned.
"Quiet you!" NEBULABELT ordered. "I am your master! I am your CREATOR! I am—"
"A guy who really needs to stop ripping off 'Beast Wars' and get a life!" Wanda interrupted.
"You know I don't have to finish." NEBULABELT sniffed.
"I wish you would." Fred muttered.
"Hey, quit it!" NEBULABELT whined. "RED WITCH and ROGUEFANKC are watching!" He pointed to the balcony where the two hapless authors were tape-ducted to their seats.
"HMHMHMHMHMFFF!" RED WITCH and ROGUEFANKC screamed into their gags.
"If he makes a pun about a captive audience." Low Light growled. "I'll kill him." NEBULABELT—who had been about to do just that—decided wisely to move along.
"Any who!" He said abruptly. "I've brought them here to witness my own parody! Hey, they've done some and now it's my turn!"
"Why did you bring them here again?" Lina asked as the two authors struggled to escape. "Not that I mind them being tied up and gagged mind you…"
"Well I mean to capture…er, invite—all the Misfitverse authors! AGENT-G, L1701E, QUILLIAN, CALLISTOLEXX, SPARKY GENOCIDE, TODD FAN, and the rest! That way, I'll be the only Misfit author left! Then I will take over the Misftiverse and do whatever I want to their characters too! Haha! I'll make parody after parody and release them on an unwitting public, driving them to the breaking point and crushing their spirits! And then I WILL RULE THE WORLD! YES! HAHAHA! I'm a naughty boy! Naughty! Naughty! Nau-ahem" NEBULABELT cleared his throat when he noticed everyone staring. He coughed nervously.
A cricket chirped.
"Yes, well on with the show! I have decided to do an abridged version—"
"YAY!" Everyone shouted at the word 'abridged.'
"KNOCK IT OFF!" NEBULABELT shouted. "Like I was saying, I'm doing an abridged version of C.S. Lewis' 'The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe' starring the Misfitverse cast!"
"CRAP!" Everyone moaned. Smiling at their pain, NEBULABELT continued.
"Right, now because I'm not half the author ROGUEFAN is—"
"—and because he's a lazy jerk." Besty added.
"I wont be doing a script format of the entire book." NEBULABELT said. "It would just take too long and frankly, I'm not clever enough to write jokes for the whole thing…"
"We can tell!" Sam shouted. NEBULABELT glared at him.
"So thanks to the wonders of a fully holographic stage, blah blah blah, holodeck, blah blah technobullcrap the show will seem even more realistic! So without further ado, I give you 'The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe!' Take it away!"
"Please, take HIM away!" Althea groaned.
Tune in next time for the start of the play!
