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|    Freezer to All    |
|    [MSTing] Harry Potter and the Senshi's C    |
|    23 Mar 13 02:48:38    |
      From: freezer88@hotSPAMTHISmail.com              > Ch. 2              ALL : Electric Boogaloo!              > (I'll think up a song later!)              TRACE : Don't rush on our behalf. We're good!              > Rei awoke to a most delicious aroma wafting into her room.              JOEL : [Rei] Mmm... Fried whale blubber in squid ink sauce! Just       like home!              > She yawned sat up, debating the merits of getting up and going       > downstairs to just laying here before she entered a world she knew       > nothing about.              FRANK : She decided to split the difference and spent the whole       day on the internet.              > She then saw Usagi walk past her room on her way downstairs and       > decided to get up and eat before Usagi ate it all.              JOSH : [Rei] And she never gains a pound. By the gods, I hate       her!              > When she got downstairs, she received quite a shock: there was a       > giant sitting at a table! He had a tangled mess of a beard and       > hair.              TRACE : Rubeus Hagrid - half-giant, all annoying!              > Two black eyes glittered out at her, but they were warm and       > friendly. Usagi was sitting by him, talking to ham in broken       > English. Rei smiled.              MARY JO: [Rei] *SIGH* she's talking to the food, again!              > "Hello," she said. The giant smiled at her.       >       > "'Ello! You one o' them Senshi, then?"       >       > Rei nodded. "I'm Sailormars."              JOSH : [Rei] And yes, it's one word. Get it wrong and I gut you       like a giant, bearded fish, capiche?              > The giant stuck out his hand. "Rubeus Hagrid. Everyone just calls       > me Hagrid, tho. I'm goin' t' show yeh around Diagon Alley, help you       > get yer Hogwarts stuff."              JOEL : Great: send the guy half the native speakers can't       understand to show around the foreign exchange students.       MARY JO: Sadly, that's right in character with the way the Ministry       does things in canon.              > Rei grinned. "So we can get to Diagon Alley from here?"              TRACE : [Rei] And can you explain when I learned to speak English?              > "Sure!" Hagrid boomed. "Dumbledore ses yeh're s'posed to get       > everythin' yeh'll be needin': wand, robes, broomstick, th' works.       > Even bin given some Galleons to buy yeh stuff fer yeh. Mind yeh,       > got th' Weasleys commin' up today, too, so yeh'll be doin' yer       > shoppin' wi' them, as well as Hermione and Harry."              FRANK : [Rei] I completely lost you after "Sure!"              > "Who's Harry?"              MARY JO: o/~ She said o/~       ALL : o/~ And smiled in her special way! o/~              > Rei looked up, startled, to see that everyone had risen and come       > into the room.              JOSH : [Onlooker] Hey everybody! Some dumbass doesn't know who       Harry Potter is!       JOEL : [Onlooker] Let’s all crowd around and gawk at them!              > Hagrid smiled at Setsuna, the one who had spoken.              TRACE : [Hagrid] Finally! Someone less up on current events than       me!              > "Yeh're really not from our world, are yeh, not t' know about Harry       > Potter. Why, he's only th' greatest hero that the wizardin' world       > has known.              MARY JO: [Rei] Cool! So what did he do?       FRANK : [Hagrid] Well, mostly not get killed and defeat dark       wizards through determination, dumb luck and the odd deus ex       machina.       MARY JO: [Rei] Wow, that sounds familiar!       TRACE : [Usagi] Bite me, Rei!              > Harry was th' downfall of You-Know-Who."              JOEL : [Pluto] No, I don't know. That's why I asked.              > "No, I'm afraid we don't know who," Ami said, confused.              JOEL : See?              > "I'm sure it'll be in our books but, please, who is you know who?"              TRACE : [Hagrid] It's "You Know Who!"       FRANK : [Usagi] That's what I'm asking!       ALL : THIRD BASE!              > Hagrid frowned. "Don' like to say th' name...he was a wizard that       > went bad, bad as could be. He was killin' everyone and everythin'       > that stood in his way. He killed Harry's parents, an' tried to kill       > Harry. Harry was only a year old, but fer some reason, he couldn't       > kill Harry. Harry got a scar, but tha's all. After that, his power       > broke, an' he's only jus' now commin' back to power."              MARY JO: [Ami] Question: What?              > "But, please," Ami pressed. "You haven't told us his name yet."              TRACE : Geez, girl! Take the friggin' hint!       JOSH : Empathy - thy name is Ami.       MARY JO: [Therapist] I know you don't want to talk about where the       bad man touched you. So can you tell me where the bad man touched       you?              > Hagrid sighed. "His name was Voldemort." He shuddered. "Don' make       > me say it again, if yeh please."       >       > Ami was about to ask another question              JOEL : Guess a high INT score gives you +5 vs. Clue-by-Fours.              > when her attention was drawn to the fireplace, which had just       > erupted in bright emerald flames. Hagrid smiled.       >       > "That'll be th' Weasleys and they friends."              FRANK : They friends with who?       ALL : BA-DUM-BUM!              > Sure enough, as the astonished Senshi watched, a redheaded boy came       > whirling out of the fireplace, covered in soot. He looked up and       > grinned.              JOSH : [George] Yes! Zero pieces missing, nothing on fire!              > "Hi."       >       > The Senshi waved dumbly. They watched as another boy came through       > the flames, looking exactly like the one that had come before him.       > Twins, Haruka thought with some unease. She'd never been       > comfortable around two people who looked exactly alike. One reason       > why she'd so avoided the Inner planets in the Silver Millennium.              TRACE : That probably makes sense in context.       JOSH : And we're probably never gonna get that context.       TRACE : Nope.              > The other twin grinned. "Hello. I'm Fred Weasley, and this is my       > brother, George. Our brother and sister will be here soon."              FRANK : [Fred] Along with the people they'll soon be shagging!       MARY JO: [George] What did Mum tell you about reading ahead in the       script?       FRANK : [Fred] "Don't get caught doing it?"              > George stepped aside from the emerald flames as another redheaded       > boy, younger this time, came out of the fireplace. He was younger,       > but taller than either twin, and thinner too. He grinned widely.       >       > "It's really you! My friend, Hermione,              FRANK : [Fred] Missed a syllable on "friend", bro.       JOEL : [Ron] Dammit, shut up!              > will be excited to meet you. But I think Harry's coming next."              TRACE : [Ron] He'll probably be falling for one of you, so you       might want to sort that out before he gets here.              > "Harry Potter??" Chibiusa asked. Already she was eager to meet this       > hero that Hagrid had spoken of with such pride.              TRACE : We have a winner!              > She watched as a boy nearly fell out of the fireplace. He wore       > glasses, had bright green eyes, and untidy black hair. And on his       > foreheadh              MARY JO: ...The mother of all zits!              > Chibiusa stared. She then turned to Hagrid as the boy continued to              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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