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Updates [3/1/2005]: several eps are in the editing stage, and will go up when I next update the site.
The plan, such as it is, is for ep. 205 to be a MiSTing of the script for Metal Gear Solid. Nick is the Mad with TV's Austin as his lackey; theater meat includes Gavok, MMK, TBS, and Wanderer, with n00bs Viper and Zemyla. You may wish to get it started, monkeypants.
Admins: Thomas Wilde (Wanderer), the Black Snotling
And now, a word from our sponsors...
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Feel free to add/modify/delete to your heart's content.
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[SCENE: The Fetus of God from "Darkstalkers 3." CTHLUTHU faces the television screen.]
CTHLUTHU: Fellow tentacle monsters, how many times has this happened to you?
[CAMERA shifts to a depressed-looking tentacle beast (T.BEAST) slinking away from a naked victim woman (V.WOMAN).]
V.WOMAN: What's wrong?
T.BEAST: I... I'm just not in the mood to desecrate your body, I guess.
V.WOMAN: (sighs sadly) It's my breasts, isn't it?
T.BEAST: (nods embarassedly) Yeah. They're small. And they taste kinda funny. And last time, they poked my eye out.
[T.BEAST and V.WOMAN pout.]
CTHLUTHU: Well, fret no more, for you can fix that problem by installing onto your victims THE JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm)!
[Cut to a picture from the top of Jill Valentine's neck to the bottom of Jill Valentine's belly. She wears nothing but a bra and panties.]
CTHLUTHU [voiceover]: Yes, THE JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm)! As featured in PJ's "Homestrike," these beauties do anything and everything you want them to! They heave! They dangle! They taste great! They're less fattening! They're ribbed for her pleasure! And they burn with a fiery passion! THE JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm) are sure to make tentacular violation fun and exciting for you and your victim!
[Cut back to T.BEAST and V.WOMAN, now augmented with THE JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm). T.BEAST is doing unholy and nonconsentual things to V.WOMAN's body.]
T.BEAST: Hey! These JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm) are just what the Elder God ordered!
[V.WOMAN spits a tentacle out of her mouth and smiles at the camera.]
CTHLUTHU: Order today, and we'll throw in at no extra charge, the bestselling "Tentacle Violation For Dummies." So order your JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm) today! Send cash, check, money order or souls to:
Cthluthu
Brink of Madness
Lovecraft, CA 47105
Or call 1-666-666-6824. Operators are standing by! And remember... I'm not only a vendor for THE JILL VALENTINE ALL-UTILITY BREASTS(tm)...
[CTHLUTHU grabs another victim woman (V.WOMAN 2) and begins to do nonconsentual and unholy things to her.]
CTHLUTHU: ...I'm a (sp?) conniesuer! Ghalaghalaghalaghala...
V.WOMAN 2: They're breast-a-rific! (smiles at the camera)
I was going to wait until your chapter was actually posted, but what the hey...
I think you should post a version of the RECBT #44 commercial here with the intent of putting it in the MiSTing. You're a sick monkey, MMK, but you're a FUNNY sick monkey. ^_^
Now, we'll need to change the parts around, but after *that*'s done IT WILL RULE THE WORLD! IT'S *GOOD* *FOR* *YOU*! ^^
...I realize the rest of you don't have the slighest clue what I'm talking about. All will be revealed once RECBT #44 goes up. Trust me, it's worth it; it made V8 spittake, after all. :)
The Mystery Octagon Theater is now so obscure we are impersonating each other to get laughs from a riff:
MMK: No, anything but that!
R. Jak: What?
MMK: That.
R. Jak: What is that?
MMK: That's that.
R. Jak: What' is that that?
MMK: That's that that the way...
Gavok, TBS: UH HUH UH HUH
MMK: I like it. And it is that. Which is that. Duh.
R. Jak:...You're weird.
MMK: ^_^
GAVOK: Hey! Zor the Man narration!
TBS(narrator): She screamed in terror! Then Zor fell off the cliff! "ZOR" Kyoku said! "OH #)(&$#)*&$" Zor yelled!
RW(over intercom): Will you cut that out?
R.JAK: Then let us out!
RW(over intercom): ...Bite me.
MMK(Jumpy): That's my cue! Splah!
I looked at two forum sections. Let me share these gems:
I don't really go for the anthropomorphic (furry animal people) stuff all that much but bestiality is completely different! I'm really excited about the scene with the hell hounds (and the descriptions so far really get my pulse racing)! I am totally supportive of Bastard's story 100% and very much looking forward to the final version because it...will...ROCK!
Also, not worthy of a direct quote, we had the Mission Statement from Superjizz. Does that make anyone else laugh?
Most frightenly of all...TDM writes shit the grey archive refuses to post. Now that fucking bothers me. I also pity the girlfriend he mentioned.
I will now crawl back to my underground hole, and cry with fear.
Is the Grey Archive message board entitled: "The Ballad of Shame and Wasted Lives"? Because that would be horrifylingly and sadly, yet slightly humorously appropriate.
Emerald, Tiffa, Zrith, svën and Racewing staggered out of the theater.
"That's odd... the doors are wide open," Emerald noted.
svën yawned and responded, "Odd, schmodd. We're free, aren't we? The worst is over, right?"
There was a loud rumbling, and the ground shook.
Emerald, Tiffa, Zrith and Racewing glared at svën. "Never... EVER... say that," they snarled in unison.
The five turned to the source of the rumbling.
"Sweet Roll on a stick!" Racewing shouted. "That's... that's..."
"...the Technodrome," Zrith finished.
The Technodrome wobbled uneasily. The sound of a PA system coming alive with a burst of feedback filled the air.
"MY CONTRACTIONS HAVE STARTED!" the Technodrome hollered.
The five escaped theatergoers facefaulted.
Emerald was the first to rise. What he saw made him wish he weren't. "Guys," he said with a gulp. "We need to get to high ground."
"Why?" Tiffa asked.
Emerald pointed towards a tidal wave heading for them. "The Technodrome's water broke," he answered first.
"WOMEN, CHILDREN AND SLEEPY CANADIANS FIRST!" svën shouted, turning around and running away from the oncoming tidal wave. Zrith picked Tiffa up over his shoulder in a firemans' carry and darted after svën.
Racewing looked at the tidal wave, then at his spatula, and then at Emerald. "You'll thank me for this later," he remarked as he struck Emerald with his spatula, sending him flying towards the others. When the tidal wave crashed down upon him, he tried to use the spatula as a makeshift surfboard, but it ended up being a makeshift hit-myself-in-the-head-while-violent-torrents-wash-me-away-device.
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"Well," Gavok said to MMK and BS. "If *I* wrote Kim's 'Capcom vs. SNK' ending, I would have Sodom join his crew of reformees, and-"
"Vok, Vok, Vok..." MMK interrupted. "You set your sights way too low when it comes to the splendiferousness that is Kim Kaphwan. I would start off by having Bison kissing his feet-"
The Black Snotling piped up. "Guys?" he asked. "Is this theater waterproof?"
MMK and Gavok looked at each other and shrugged. "Dunno," Gavok answered. "Why?"
"It sounds like hundreds of gallons of water is rushing this way," BS explained.
MMK nodded sagely. He reached into his coat, and Gavok reached into his hat. They pulled out cocktail umbrellas.
"What about me?" BS shouted.
MMK replied, "You got a nifty trenchcoat."
The BS scratched his chin and remarked, "I never looked at it THAT wa-"
The BS was cut off as hundreds of gallons of water burst into the theater and threw the three of them around violently.
Emerald, Tiffa, Zrith and svën stood on the roof of a ten-story building where the first nine floors had been flooded.
"What do we do now?" Zrith asked.
Racewing, soaking wet, climbed onto the roof and shouted, "How about getting me some towels?"
svën pointed behind them and turned pale. "...I don't think we'll have time for that," he murmured.
The other four turned. The Technodrome was right in front of them.
"If anyone needs me," svën announced. "I'll be..." He then fell fast asleep on the spot.
"Say something to it, Racewing!" Emerald ordered.
Racewing shook his head and shouted, "YOU say something to it! I saved your blade-wielding butt, remember?"
Emerald gave Racewing a quick glare. Tiffa harumphed at both of them and yelled, "*I'll* talk to it!" Tiffa then walked towards the Technodrome and said, "... ...hi."
"IT HURTS SO BAD!" the Technodrome shouted, nearly knocking the group of five off of their feet.
"Um... er..." Tiffa stammered, a small drop of sweat appearing on the back of her head. "Remember your lamaze classes. Breathe in. Breahte out. And relaaaaaaaaaax."
Zrith rolled his eyes. "Jeez, Tiffa," he sighed. "That is positively cor-"
Without turning, Tiffa shoved her chainsaw under Zrith's nose.
"-rect technique," he finished.
Tiffa tucked away the chainsaw, and Racewing put a hand on Zrith's shoulder. "Nice save," he whispered."
"AUGH!" the Technodrome shouted.
"RELAX, TECHNODROME!" Tiffa repeated.
"Hey!" Emerald shouted. "Look down there! Between its treads!"
Tiffa, Zrith and Racewing looked where Emerald was pointing. "I can see its... turret?" Zrith guessed.
"YOU'RE ALMOST THERE! TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND PUSH!" Tiffa commanded.
The entire Technodrome seemed to contract. It then let out a massive push which registered 3.5 on the Richter scale and knocked everyone on their feet.
svën was the first to awaken. "Hey, guys," he said with a giggle. "I had this dream that the Tehcnodrome was giving birth to..." svën's eyes fell upon the form of the Technodrome. He promptly fell back to sleep.
Emerald helped Tiffa to her feet, and Racewing and Zrith used their weapons for balance as they stood.
"Hey! Look down there!" Emerald shouted.
The four of them smiled. "How sweet," Racewing sighed. "The Technodrome gave birth to a bouncing baby Buick!"
"There's one thing that I don't get, though," Tiffa thought out loud.
"JUST ONE?" Zrith snapped.
Tiffa asked, "Who's the father?"
Emerald sighed and jerked his head towards another nearby building where a familiar armored figure was recording everything on a video camera.
"SAMAS!" the four of them shouted.
SAMAS looked panickedly at the other four. "Um... y'see... we were young and impetuous at the time..."
"How sad," Tiffa grumbled, pulling out her chainsaw as Racewing, Emerald and Zrith drew their weapons. "That that newborn will have to go through life without its father."
"PUFF!" SAMAS shouted excitedly as it leapt from rooftop to rooftop in his escape attempt. Tiffa, Emerald, Racewing and Zrith were in hot pursuit.
Presented is a partial intro for MOT Episode #109. Wandy, eDan, Race, feel free to add any other things to it if needed. [Note: I'd prefer if it's JUST Wandy, Race, and eDan who can add to this if that's alright.]
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Dream City. Population 3,475,000. Almost all of them are either permanently deranged or horrifyingly evil. In short, it isn’t different than New York City on national holidays. It is the home to the Octagon Rumble, and also home to warring factions and splinter groups bent on controlling the precious city. Okay, to put it honestly, it wasn’t too much like that. But there WERE factions running around, tipping over cars, spray painting walls in weird day-glo patterns, and actually running lucrative side-businesses. It all seemed in equilibrium.
Then it happened.
In the Dream City Shoryuken, the local paper, ran a disturbing article on the double lives of some of the OR’s notable stars. It even had pictures. But these weren’t normal pictures. These were scandalous pictures.
It showed the Spanish Inquisitor at a local pet shop... cuddling a cute little Cocker Spaniel.
It showed Vidstudent in the local library...reading the Principia Discordia.
It showed Burghy at a local university...lecturing on the evils of force used to solve world affairs.
It showed two certain members of Team Outre...in a rather compromising position. And it wasn't Falc and A.o.D.
[Yeah, thank God for that.]
It showed Jumpy...at a salad bar.
There were many other pictures and documents which threatened to scar the reputations of many of the well-known citizens of Dream City as well.
On the back page was a message, simply saying "There's plenty more where that came from. If you wish to prevent your reputation from being tattered, send a classified and I'll get in touch with you..." The message was signed R.J.
This paper began events which led up to over a thousand arrests, sixteen murders, the burning of the newspaper office, and the irreparable mental scarrings of six quasi-ignorant citizens.
All in all, rather bad, really.
[cue song]
In the metropolis of Dream City,
A bit down Hibiki Lane,
There's an abandoned and run down Cineplex,
Called the Theater of Pain.
It's inhabited by the MMK
And his other buddies who are AOK.
They have a good life and are quite content,
Excepting for those crappy fics and lemons they reseeent!
[MMK: I am damn unsatisfied to be watching this!]
The Racewing's in the film room,
with his partner in crime Zahid, (tra la la)
They got ahold of some tentacle fic,
To disrupt Knight's Freudian id. (tra la la)
Now keep in mind Knight can't control
when this stuff begins or ends. (tra la la)
Kos he's quite busy with Gavok and Snot,
And the rest of his OR frieeends.
Bwaaaaaah...
OR ROLL CALL
Gavok! (Know your role, jabronie!)
MMK! (Sweet mother of Flutie!)
eDangelist! (It's all Nere's fault...)
Nere! (I got a gun!)
R. Jak! ([SMACK!])
Snooooooooooot! (I'm still short!)
If you're wondering how they eat or breath,
or other crap like that. (tra la la)
Just shut the hell up and sit your ass down,
And just read this, you prat!
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"Look, Mister Keio, it's that simple. No merchandise, and I post the pics. It's not really my fault. It was YOUR fault for being in that gay bar in the red light district in the first place."
A pause.
"No, I'm not sure I believe you were just there for a beer, and I don't believe the public would believe that too. It's just not plausible. Just give me the merchandise as directed and we'll just have the picture disappear, shall we?"
Another pause.
"Yes, that's right. The price is five wax boxes of 2000 BBM Japanese baseball cards and a case of Poccari Sweat. Non negotiable."
Another pause.
"Well, that's you're problem, isn't it? You find it and send it to the PO Box and the picture doesn't get posted. Of course, that doesn't cover for the MPEG. That's gonna be an additional case of the Sweat."
Pause.
"What do you mean, what MPEG? The one with you dressed in a fuku. THAT MPEG."
Another pause.
"Nice to do business with you too sir. Bye."
Ryan Jakobi, AKA “Ripper Jak”, hung up the phone and went back to work.
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[Sequence in which Racewing is rather upset about being blackmailed for something (that I leave to you, Race. ^_^]
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It was kind of easy for R. Jak to operate in relative obscurity. He leased an apartment in the rather unfrequented end of the Capcom RPG community in Dream City, Coursair Heights to be exact. It was easy to keep up with the rent and there was a parking space for his Vulture class heavy Mech in the spacious garage. It’s something that would normally cause suspicion in, say, another city. But this being Dream City, people drove strange things to begin with.
The apartment was nice, too. There was a small kitchen, a bathroom with a shower, and a main living space with enough room for an air matress, a TV with attached Dreamcast, and a very up to date computer. On the coffee table rested R. Jak’s ticket for blackmail. It was A.o.D’s laptop, which he inadvertently taken after he left a downtown theater that showed a PJ fanfiction.
Jak didn’t know it at first, but that laptop had at least a full gigabyte of incriminating evidence gathered from certain residents in Dream City. It also had Photoshop, which gave the potential for making more incriminating evidence. Rather an interesting haul, that laptop. Hate to think what A.o.D. would do to get it back.
Jak didn’t think about that much. He was too busy getting money and valuable merchandise from willing citizens. No skin off his back.
He was busy working on his website when the DOS prompt opened up. There was a message, flashing upon the black screen. "Ripper Jak. The Racewing has you."
Jak froze, then looked at the monitor. He looked behind the computer. There was no connection to the internet. How could…
"Follow the bouncing Z." The monitor read now.
There was an eerie silence. Then Jak tried to turn off the computer. Nothing happened.
“Knock, knock, RJ."
There was a knock.
It took a few seconds for Jak’s heart to start working again. He took a deep breath, but the knocking started again. He finally walked to the door and opened it slightly.
"Password?" Jak said finally.
“Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law,” came the response.
Jak gave a sigh of relief and opened the door, letting in a pale youth wearing a blue and gray jacket.
“Didn’t know you were busy,” the figure apologized.
“You’re early,” Jak responded. He sat down into his chair. “You have the material?"
The youth produced a simple brown package, which Jak unwrapped, revealing eight packs of Men’s Pocky. He nodded his approval, got up and pushed aside the picture of Toshiro Mifune, revealing a safe. It opened, and Jak withdrew a brown manila folder with the words "Racewing file" emblazoned on the front with a Sharpie.
"Hallelujah," the youth said as Jak handed him the file. "You're my savior, man. My own personal Jesus Christ."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jak asked.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Thought so. Be careful. If you get caught using that and..."
"I know," the youth said patiently. "I got it from Wandy cause Racewing called him “Tommy” too many times and you have never existed and you don’t have A.o.D’s laptop."
"Very good."
The youth looked at Jak and frowned. "Something wrong, man? You look like crap."
"Not much to do here," Jak explained. “Three megs of strategy games, forty megs of MP3s, a decent internet connection, a mecha in the garage that needs an overhaul, all the Pocky I can eat. Can’t really exercise much." Jak smirked. Then he thought of something. "Tell me, you ever have that feeling where you're not sure if you're awake or still dreaming?"
"I don't follow," the youth replied.
"Well, take Urusei Yatsura for instance. Remember that time when all of the students were dressed like Nazis during that school festival and Ataru’s friend tries to bring a Panzer into the school and it ends up in the swimming pool? And then that dream guy comes and that supervisor talks about Urashima Taro? You know, that fisherman dude who went into the sea and came out eighty years later? And then everyone disappears and Ataru ends up in the room full of girls in bikinis, but he doesn’t see Lum so he goes back to the real world. Ever feel like that?”
“No."
Jak sighed "Yeah. Should have guessed that."
The youth shook his head. "Hey, it just sounds to me like you need to unplug, man. You know, get some R and R. I know this theater downtown that shows..."
“Ho no!" Jak protested. "I’ve seen what you people consider entertainment. Count me out."
"Come on, man. You did me and my group a favor, and now I do you a favor."
Jak then thought back to the computer. "What did you say your name was again?" he asked finally.
"Zahid," the youth said. "The bouncer."
That settled it.
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[scene where the Hoolegons pull up in front of the theater next to a Vulture class Heavy mech parked outside. Degenerates when they meet up with Jak and Snot, who had managed to crowbar the theater door open. ]
“SNOT!” eDan and Nere shouted simultaneously.
“Who?” R. Jak asked.
And that’s when the outside doors shut and locked themselves.
“Aw shit,” Snot replied.
[Racewing’s intro, shooing into the theater, and beginning scenes I leave to you guys.]
This morning he had been going outside to practice his okonomiyaki
martial arts when he found a large envelope at the foot of his doorway. When
he opened it, his stomach twisted in knots.
The picture was of Racewing.
Holding a flowerbomb.
Smiling, and striking a cute pose while doing so.
Wearing a blonde wig with a green hairbow.
In badly-applied peach facepaint.
And wearing... a frilly red nightgown.
The caption at the bottom clearly read, "ROLL-CHAN'S BIGGEST FAN!"
With the rash of scandals going around, Racewing knew that it wouldn't
have been long until he would be targeted. He just hadn't known this dude
would know about this. He was good, Racewing had to give him that.
"I knew that crap would come back to haunt me," Racewing said as he
went back into the house. All right then, he had to figure out some way to
eliminate this dude himself. After all, he didn't have much to give up if he
got contacted for ransom...
...Except his studio. NO. He was NOT giving that up.
"Looks like I'm going to have to enlist the help of an old friend,"
Racewing said, picking up the Interdimensional Telephone. "I just hope he
doesn't get pissed about me calling him in between Clash shootings..."
1) I can't help but notice that there are a lot of people who want to be in the theater lately.
I'd like to suggest that all newbie would-be theater patrons/victims at least ghost-MiST on an episode before they're stuck in the theater; if nothing else, it's a way for us to get to know you and your style, and it sets a good precedent. I have no particular desire to be submerged in a flood tide of newbies clamoring to be in the theater, and this, at least, is fair.
I hate to start thinking about additional rules, but I can't help but notice how many newbies are running around both here and the Ballad, so I'm trying to be equitable, and to head things off before they go completely out of control.
2) A side note on "It Isn't Raizo This Time"; I've just downloaded the first chapter and formatted it for MiSTing. When we start work on it, please note that all missing spaces aren't Night Creeper's fault, but mine, and try to correct them if you see them.
3) There is no #3.
4) Does Saturday work for everyone to start ep. 109?
Thomas Wilde
a.k.a. Wanderer
Doin' a lot of work for the guy who isn't in charge
1) I can't help but notice that there are a lot of people who want to be in the theater lately.
I'd like to suggest that all newbie would-be theater patrons/victims at least ghost-MiST on an episode before they're stuck in the theater; if nothing else, it's a way for us to get to know you and your style, and it sets a good precedent. I have no particular desire to be submerged in a flood tide of newbies clamoring to be in the theater, and this, at least, is fair.
Fine by me. If you'd like to see a (tiny) sample of what I've riffed before, you can check out the IFR MB, but that's not much. [pauses] One slight problem with shadowMSTing, though. It gives you an idea of the riffer's style of choosing jokes, but doesn't give you much of an idea of what their avatar might do...If I was shadowMSTing, I'd be trying to get IC riffs for the characters in the theater, not going from my avatar's POV. Anyone have any ideas on how to address this point beyond having the owner of the avatar in question doublecheck any riffs attributed to their character? [shrugs] Maybe a minor background/style post prior to riffing with their Avatar?
I hate to start thinking about additional rules, but I can't help but notice how many newbies are running around both here and the Ballad, so I'm trying to be equitable, and to head things off before they go completely out of control.
[nods] Makes sense.
2) A side note on "It Isn't Raizo This Time"; I've just downloaded the first chapter and formatted it for MiSTing. When we start work on it, please note that all missing spaces aren't Night Creeper's fault, but mine, and try to correct them if you see them.
I'll keep it in mind. ^_^
3) There is no #3.
But...But...But I like #3! [pouts]
4) Does Saturday work for everyone to start ep. 109?
[nods] My schedule tends to be free every day after 3:00 EST. Of course, my weekday afternoons are getting filled up lately, but... [shrugs] C'est la vie. ^_^
Anyone have any ideas on how to address this point beyond having the owner of the avatar in question doublecheck any riffs attributed to their character? [shrugs] Maybe a minor background/style post prior to riffing with their Avatar?
I wouldn't worry about it too much. It's hard to get spectacularly out of character in a MiSTing; I mean, if you're all that worried about being OOC, you shouldn't be in a MiSTing 'tall, in my own opinion.
As a general rule, though, you might want to make sure and get to a post that your character's in early, so you can write appropriate jokes. Then successive MiSTers can follow your lead.
One personal note, though; it's always a good idea to make sure that your character's habits and personality aren't so overwhelming that it seems secondary to the MiSTing. I've seen a few MiSTs where the characters in the theater are doing the functional equivalent of shouting louder'n' the 'fic, and that's not really very funny. (For a decent example, look at Jacob Orravan's MiST of "Spider Trouble" on the Grey Archive, if you can stomach it.)
That is just my opinion, however. I might be wrong.
The reason I mentioned that was because I remember how Racewing had to correct a riff before, and I thought "If they get a veteran of the Ballad (mildly) OOC, even if it was only once, how much worse could it be for a newbie's avatar?" ^_^ I'll keep that in mind for when/if I get in the theater, though.
Warning: This post contains trace eliments of newbie questions...
by
(Well Thomas I sent you really long e-mail with some questions and a few political rants…only to have it devoured by yahoo e-mail service.)
When ghost MST-ing a fic should we just put up any jokes that come to mind or should we to write them in using the characters* Also is there any order we should post in or do we all just spew our bile at the fic in question.
*When I say characters I mean “Poor dolts stuck in the theatre.”
P.S How do you guys pick what fics’ you are going to MST anyway?
P.S.S I just read EP 102 through EP 107…PJ is on sick mother f%*$@*!
By natural selection. We put them in a big meta-fictive jungle and see which one bites whom.
Actually, someone sees something and thinks "My God! This would be so cool to hassle!" and suggests it up here. Then eveyone else reads it and either says "Yeah, that'd be cool. Let me in." or "No, I don't like that at all, its horseshit, but if you do it, let me in" and some other people just say "LET ME IN!" with no apparant regard for any sort of satus quo.
Myself, I only skim through the first page or so of the stories we do. I like to be unprepared for my jokes and things. The exception to this is when we did Zor, 'cause I used to hang around Yuffie's page and read them in a fit of childish folly and had even done a mediocre standard MiST on the first one.
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The BS
The David Attenborough of Our Generation.
When ghost MST-ing a fic should we just put up any jokes that come to mind or should we to
write them in using the characters? Also is there any order we should post in or do we all just
spew our bile at the fic in question?
If you don't know the general character's personality, it might be just safe to type the comment within quotes and have later people assign the riffs. And there is no order. Only chaos. Post whenever you want, but don't post more than twice for decency's sake (that's directed at you, Mua. NO MORE THAN TWO! I know you haven't posted yet, but I'm probably guessing your exuberance. By the way, [SLAP!]).
P.S How do you guys pick what fics’ you are going to MST anyway?
Can't speak for Wandy, but it's at best haphazard. We look for stuff, then find out if people want to do it, then we do it. Then we decide who's in the theater, which is a first come, first served basis with no reservations alloud unless for special cases. (Which reminds me again, Mua. [SLAP!])
P.S.S I just read EP 102 through EP 107…PJ is on sick mother f%*$@*!
...R.Jak and TBS have the right of it. In general, I'll be posting the unriffed, carated segment of the 'fic. Someone will post jokes, someone else will post jokes, and it'll continue in that vein 'til it reaches some kind of mutually agreed-upon saturation point, whereupon I (or Scott, or the BS, or Gavok, or someone else) post the next part. At our most ferocious clip, we've been able to go through two pieces of story a day like that. Riffing is done on a strict first-come, first-serve basis.
For assigning jokes, it's really not that hard unless you're dealing with a new character; most MiSTing characters, I've noticed, fit into one or more readily identifiable categories:
-- the Pervert. Makes a lot of double-entendres and outright sexual humor. Examples: myself, MMK, TBS, Racewing.
-- the Anti-Pervert. Dislikes sexual humor and attempts to destroy the Pervert. Examples: Falconer, Tiffa, SAMAS.
-- the Loonie. Makes the weird jokes and, in MMK's case, the "SCENE!" jokes that, as far as I can tell, are unique in MiSTing history. Examples: MMK, Gavok, TBS, and, to a lesser extent, Racewing and sven.
-- the Obscurity Junkie. Makes the weird jokes that maybe one person, ever, will get. Examples: Wanderer (I like making weird poetry and obscure film references, like the Bringing Out The Dead reference in ep.108 and the Tennyson quote in ep.102), Emerald, and MMK's British television riffs. (I only recently got the long-ass scene in ep. 106 that MMK took from "Bottom".)
-- the Logic Buff. Points out all the plotholes, OOC-ness, and logical contradictions. Examples: Arlieth, Tiffa, sven.
-- the Ordinary Guy. No real spectacular character quirks, but a solid contributor nonetheless. Examples: Zrith, Dana.
As a general rule, though, very few jokes are verbatim, and it's very hard to put an OOC joke in someone's character's mouth. If you do fuck up, then someone who comes after you will probably change it. It's a very organic little process that we've got here.
As for picking 'fics, we've rarely had a problem; it always seems like a 'fic finds us when we want to do a MiSTing. Tiff suggested MiSTing SFvMK, I found "Homestrike" on the Grey Archive and AoD approved it for his villainous debut, Zor's 'fics were the BS's suggestion, I don't remember who mentioned "Shadowloo" originally (Asako? BS?), I found "Warrior's Legacy" on eyrie.net while I was marveling at the INCREDIBUL SUCK POWERZ of DJ Croft, I suggested "Nemesis" to Scott for the crossover MiSTing and found that it was taken as a demand, and "Curse of the Nightmare" was, if I remember correctly, the MMK's idea. For upcoming 'fics, RS:IIRTT was Racewing's idea, "Undocumented Features" was Asako's suggestion, and ASADAE is at R.Jak's request. We've got a big-ass staff running around, so we've little trouble finding stuff to work on.
: -- the Obscurity Junkie. Makes the weird jokes that maybe one person, ever, will get. Examples: Wanderer (I like making weird poetry and obscure film references, like the
Bringing Out The Dead reference in ep.108 and the Tennyson quote in ep.102), Emerald,
and MMK's British television riffs. (I only recently got the long-ass scene in ep. 106 that
MMK took from "Bottom".)
You *got* that one? How could you *get* that one? *Nobody* was supposed to get that one! :)
I don't *only* do British television riffs, though. I mean, hell, I've done all *kinds* of obscure stuff. I mean, the Hybrid Heaven reference! The multiple Psychic Detective riffs! The excerpts from songs done by bands I'm surprised *I*'ve heard of! :)
That's why I'm glad we're doing gigantic stories. It gives me plenty to work with. Hell, maybe if I'm lucky I'll actually manage jokes that more than two people will get! ^_^;;
I'll be good. I promise! But does post more than twice mean EVER, or just for that chapter/segment.
Don't hurt me.
Shouldn't have said that. Now I'm jinxed.
A Sorcerer, a demon, and Emeralds. Back. Deadlier than ever. More nookie description without the cheesy final fantasy magic. New pain...ten times over.
And note, a challenge to any MiSTer. She seemed unappreciative of the efforts of Ashby and J-Boogie the first time around.
As the resident OR ex-hardcore-Sonicfan-and-ex-Furry-looking-back-and-wondering-what-the-hell-
he-was-doing-with-his-life-back-then-when-he-read-that-fic-unMiSTed-and-almost-
thought-it-DECENT...
Except for all the Sally-rape, anyway... shudders
Yeah. I've got a personal vendetta against this one.
If it's still around (through probably not) when we get a vacancy in the schedule, I MUST be in the theater for this one.
I need to atone.
-Racewing
This author's homepage scares me too.
N-nice Roll-chan.. back away Roll-chan.. ACK!
Y'know, after doing UF, and then considering doing ASADAE, we're gonna get one hell of a reputation if we're not careful. These are intensely visible projects...
I say, let her at least take the first crack (or undibsie, if she has any reasons come up) before considering doing a second one. Then, we look at what's done, as well as see what else we've scheduled ourselves into in the meantime, and make such decisions then.
I mean, we're doing a book of Undocumented Features. We'll be booked for nearly a year.
If this becomes Episode 111, then all Mua has to say is...
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MUA'S IN!!! HA HA!!! MUA CALLED IT!!! YES!!!! AND THERE'S NOTHING ANYONE CAN DO ABOUT IT!!! MUA'S IN FOR 111!! YESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!...
Ummm...that is, if we do it at all.
Sorry 'bout that. Mua loses control occasionaly. But Mua's in for this if it's 111. Wheefun.
...Now, as I was gonna say is, Vid's right. We got 500+K of Undocumented Features coming up directly after Night Creepers Magnum Tentaco Tome (as Wandy mentioned, was 237K combined. Boy, that's a lotta Capcom female victims, and I'm sure glad Katt ain't one of them, uh huh.). It would be unpractical to tackle three massive ops in a row without someone either getting seriously injured or, in a bad case scenario, have their head explode. Even if we could, it wouldn't be good, since all of the good riffs'll be taken.
However...the author dissed Ali.
NO ONE disses Ali.
In place of making Evil Sonic's Symphony #111, I suggest we do this as a "Mirror, Mirror" special of MOT, going on simultaneously with the other experiments. The catch? MMK, Gavok, and Snot'll be the Mads. The victims? Well, four will be empty. The others would be filled by (note that this is a suggestion) Racewing, Burghy, Hunter, and A.o.D (who can be replaced by someone else if he doesn't wanna do it, but think about it, ne? ^_^).
If this is okay, I can be the compiler. I don't want to be in the theater for this one. After "Nemesis" and the Night Creeper thing, I'm sure my avatar'd go insane.
Ill idea. After suffering through every single episode of MOT 3000, MMK, Gav, and TBS snap, take over, and trap a bunch of dudes in the theater to exact their own revenge. Nice. Mua likes it. Mua doens't even mind having to take a bitchslap for it. As long as Mua get's to be in it. Right? Pleeeeeeeezzee? C'mon, Mua called it.
Don't hurt Mua.
And thanks for considering my humble and logical request.
MOT is a side-project. I'd rather we sit back and cautiously do each project in order, rather than split our resources evenly up between two separate MiSTings. Just because we've got this board and that site doesn't mean we need to turn into a cottage industry (even if we are a strangely successful cottage industry).
That said, though, I think you may have something there. A "Mirror, Mirror" episode, with something like eDAN, Kenma, Nere, Racewing, Burghy (!), and Zahid as the theater victims, and the Loons as the Mads, could be a lot of fun.
I mean, we're doing a book of Undocumented Features. We'll be booked for nearly a year.
I'd say it'll be a month, tops. Remember, with our great googly crack staff, we usually blaze through a given MiSTing post in about two to three days. UF pt. 2 is only about, what, 150K?
Two of my favorite groups of MSTers, on version 2.0 of ASADAE. Can I toss my avatar into the fray? ^_^ Please?
Shadow: Omae o korosu.
S.D.: Yeah, yeah, me and the rest of the multiverse... ^_^
Spots for the MOTing of ASADAE have been called by Racy, Snotter, V8, Shady who was actually polite about it, Signy if there's room, Jesus if nobody minds, Jakky if nobody minds, Mooah if everyone will let him, and whoever Alicynxara would like to send.
Either the Loon World Order delegation turns heel before Episode 111, or there's apparently a very good chance that it'll be left out entirely. That ain't good. ^^;;
So we... we *aren't* deciding theater spots until much later, right? ^_^;;
Nippy: “Hello my name is Nippy and I hate bad fan-fics and short stories”
All: “Hello Nippy. Tell us about yourself.”
Nippy: “Well I’m a manic depressed janitor who is heavy armed and has just about lost his will to live. The only thing that keeps my going is my snide comments towards the world.”
Okay, remember how Mua posted that link to a lousy Code Veronica lemon on the Grey Archive? I finally got around to checking that out, and I was playing around on the author's webpage.
A) He's a PJ tribute author. Let's just pause to let that sink in. I mean, I knew it was coming, but damn.
B) He's either ignorant or an idiot. He's maintaining a fairly extensive hentai site on Angelfire, of all places, which means he's living on borrowed time.
C) PJ's not off the web entirely. There's a PJ archive on Geocities, which means it's going to be deleted just about any day now.
D) ..and now, here's the reason I posted, just because it's sort of weird and related to MOT. This guy, Nemesis, Alex Porter, has a "story of the week" that links to an adult story site run by someone named "biodread". This guy is either a really efficient plagarist or he is PJ, because the entire site is filled with 'fics that I remember from PJ's Grey Archive page, including "Nemesis".
Yes, folks, it would appear that like the horror movie monsters he writes about, PJ's risen from the dead.
Or something. It's just weird enough to remark upon.
When PJ first retired, this guy showed up. The grey archive news mentioned him. The owner of the grey archive investigated into it, and despite the amazing similarities, it isn't PJ. Think of it as the new PJ. Someone just as sick, but not the origional.
-Mr Fluffypants
Who's never written a lemon about small wonder, really.
After visiting this sight, I had a disturbing thought...
"PJ" and "Nemesis"/"Alex Gordon" must be pretty nice, pleasant people in RL. They're probably quiet college students who don't stand out in class, or yuppies in the middle bracket of the bloodpit we call the business world.
They might be pleasent, soft spoken individuals who don't make enemies and don't make any permanent impressions to everyone they meet. You know? The guys/girls we call "Mr./Ms. Joe/Jane Average".
They might be pleasent, soft spoken individuals who don't make enemies and don't make any permanent impressions to everyone they meet. You know? The guys/girls we call "Mr./Ms. Joe/Jane Average".
Methinks Sig hit the nail on the head here.
While doing "Nemesis," I emailed PJ and asked him for permission. The reply I got back was civil, free of errors, and polite. In other words, if not for the signature and email address, there would be no indication that it was written by the same person that wrote Resident Evil Zombie Tentacle Lemons.
All the cool villains are civil and polite. My favorite 007 movie, Goldeneye, had Sean Bean as the bad guy, who never once like, even said the words crud or darn. All the cool psychos in movies are civil and polite.
I was agreeing with you. Go rent the entire hellraiser series (Yes, even 3, you need to see it to understand 4) You can skip that filth, inferno, however.
Pinhead is the main evil guy, you will understand my statement then.
Mua can kill 3 birds with one stone, just by taking three bad authors and making them write exactly like another one, watch:
1. Make PJ write like Zor the Man:
Claire saw the zombie. The zombie raped Claire. Claire killed the zombie. Claire still died. The end.
Isn't that a little maore easy on the psyche?
2. Make Zor the Man write like Ben Hutchins:
Cloud saw the hideous beast standing before him, the sun over the horizon darkening a his features, but his monstrous uglyness was still painfully obvious to the heroes.
Now, that Could make even Zor the Man's writing more interesting, escpecially the fighter pilot scenes.
3. Make Ben Hutchins write like PJ:
Wham! Cammy dived for the punch, but I blocked it just in time. I lept over her head, spun around, and before she could do anything, my forearm connected solidly with the back of her skull, sending her flying away.
Now that there's less detail, we can actually understand what's going on.
See, Mua said it would work. Now everybody's happy! See? See?
Like how the Monty Python Possee used to keep three piles of skits: Excellent, OK, and crap. Sometimes they could add a shitty skit to an OK skit and come out with something in between OK and Excellent. *nods, sagely*
-- ep. 109:
I'll ask again: when do you guys want to start work on this? I think setting a date might be a good idea.
-- ep. 110:
Remember how, back when Asako suggested we work on "Undocumented Features", I mentioned wanting to invite the various other MiSTers who'd worked on Eyrie Productions stuff to contribute? And I was met with either agreement or a spectacular lack of interest?
Well, I've "spoken" with Alicia Ashby, Tim McLees, Alex Fauth, and Keith Palmer. Mr. Palmer's message is lower down on the board, obviously, but as for the other three, all have said that they'd like to contribute.
The only real issue here is who's going to be in the theater. If memory serves, we had a cast of six all picked out, but you lot got all excited about Ms. Ashby bringing MWT out of retirement, and Mr. Fauth wants to use his character Rebecca Bartley. We may have to wind up shuffling our characters about a bit.
Obviously, this isn't an intensely pressing issue, but I figured I'd bring it up. This board could die otherwise.
I think that Alicia mentioned bringing out her own avvie instead of the MWT, but I just woke up, don't pay me any attention :P
And I wouldn't mind being in the theater again ^^;
December 1st. Not just because it's the beginning of a new month. I have 2 reasons-
1. It's a few weeks from now, giving us time to preview the fic and preparing an overall attitude for it before we take it piece by piece.
2. It's a Friday, giving us a whole weekend to work on the first part.
Oh, BTW...
CAN I BE IN IT!!! PLEASE!!! PLEEEEEEEEAAAASSEEEEE!!!
If that's OK with everybody else, of course.
We've had the cast on ep. 109 established for a good long while. Wait around 'til ep. 111, should one come to pass, and stop being so damned annoying about it. If you really want to be in the theater for a MiSTing, they're always starting new MiSTings over at ImproFicRoast.
Anyroad, I'd say December 1st makes sense, for the reasons you listed. Any other thoughts?
How old are you. This is bugging the hell out of me. C'mon, just tell us. Don't hide it. I swear, I'll keep the flaming hot poker of death sheathed, just for you.
Is there any chance that Darkheart One and/or W4 could be in the theater for episode 110 or further down the line? I'm sure at least one of them will want to find out why Zrith came back to Zeta Exile headquarters, muttering, "The contractions have started!"
I know DH has been having schedule problems with his work, which sucks.
Oh, and can I be in it too? If anything, it'll be amusing to see them on each other's throats :P
Originally, back when Asako suggested this and people kinda leapt on it, the cast was set at Darkheart, Racewing, Falconer, MMK, Gavok, and Snotter.
Then I made that suggestion about inviting the other Eyrie riffers, and Lynxara caught wind of it somehow, and people got excited. So I talked to everyone.
Keith Palmer's ghostriffing, so no troubles there... but last I checked, certain marks were trying to get Alicia Ashby to write Bret Hart, and Alex Fauth wants to know if he can use Rebecca.
This isn't whining, mind you; this is me explaining something that weighs rather heavily on my mind. I'm excited about writing with these people, and, apparently, I'm not alone in this; if I hadn't gotten any interest in this idea, I wouldn't've gone any further with it.
However, it may change the lineup that's currently in the theater. We could just toss everyone in there, but that's eight to nine people in the theater. Gods know we can work with large casts, but that's a little ridiculous.
Personally, I wouldn't mind shifting the character balance, but I'd like some feedback on this. Gods know I don't want any hurt feelings.
It's not all that urgent, as I think we're going to start this on February 1st, but it does bear talking about. Thoughts, anyone?
Hmm...There's one thing I can think of that might work...
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I don't know how well it'd work, but it might work. ^_^;; Anyway, on Chris Rain's 'Revolutionary Science Theater', he has a limit of four characters in the theater at any one time. But since, in some cases, there are other non-usual-MSTer characters that need to be in there, he rotates 'em through the fic. 'Undocumented Features' is frigging huge. (I should know, I've read practically everything on Eyrie except 'SF: Warrior's Legacy' and the UF side-stories...) Why not rotate the characters in the theater? Do a certain amount of fic, then have--who are the Mads this time, Emerald and Arlieth?--tell some people to switch around in the 'break' scene. Continue through, just try to make sure every character gets a break and a chance to riff.
Oh, BTW, shadowMSTing is OK, right? Because I'm probably as close to an expert on Eyrie-fics as you're likely to find, (I've read practically everything on that site...) and I'd love to help riff if I can't be in the theater personally. (And judging from Wanderer's responses to Mua and the current riffer-debate, I can't. ^_^;; Ah, well. [grins] Maybe next time.) Anyway, just making sure beforehand. [pauses] Waaaaay beforehand. ^_^;;
It might work. We can have a pool of characters and then have some either take a breather or wander off at the end. Maybe Gavok can leave for one segment and then he gets locked in the bathroom, not coming out until near the end.
And don't worry, SD. ShadowMiST is okay. We'd appreciate your expertise. Send a thief to catch a thief as they say.
Or set a pit filled with rotating razor blades and scorpions to catch a theif. Whatever.
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Shadow-MSTing is a long standing tradition in these things, so far as we have a tradition...
The Mexican-Three-Way-Tag idea would be kind of neat, I suppose...
MMK: Gavok! Tag me! Tiff's on a rampage!
'VOK: No sir! I'm too busy taunting and building up spirit.
MMK: Dammit, Gavok, tag me out NOW!
[Whirr, chop, hack, slice]
is the URL of the MST. Just a note: It's Revolutionary Girl/Shoujo Kakumei Utena, and spoiler-filled, so if you A: know nothing about Utena and/or B: don't like spoilers, don't read. ^_^
...that everyone should meet at an abandoned dairy factory on midnight on February 26, sneak into the factory, bathe in the milk vats, yodel their favorite NIN song, sacrifice a pogo stick to Gornar, run seventeen laps backwards, hug lightposts and loudly declare that, damn it all to hell, we would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for those pesky kids and their stupid dog!
[long pause]
...oh. Thoughts about the MiSTing. Right. I knew that. ^_^
How many riffers are there in the other camp? I'd suggest that they send either their four finest (or all of them if there are less than four) and have the rest shadowMiST.
...that Tiffa's right. We don't need to worry about this 'til February, when we start ep. 110.
When we do start it, we've got at least two characters (Rebecca and whoever Lynxara decides to use), and possibly a third (Tim McLees' character, maybe) to accomodate. It shouldn't be that big of a deal.
