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OK, I've been itching to do another MSTing for a while now, so I thought I'd try this "classic" by our old "friend" Mr Bigelsworth out for size. Yes, I know someone else MSTed it already, but anyone who thinks he's got a God-given right to pick on Pokemon fans needs putting firmly in his place. Note: it's not the fact he hates Pokemon that I object to, just the fact he doesn't seem to think anyone else has a right to like it either.

Once again, I'm using a group of Pokemon to do the MSTing - to be precise, I'm using a Vaporeon, a Jolteon, a Flareon, an Espeon and an Umbreon. They're all females, which is why I've called this The MSTing Eevee Sisters

Well, anyway, they're all looking at various Pokemon fanfics when . . .

ESPEON {spots Mr Bigelsworth's fic} : Well now - what have we got here?

JOLTEON: Whatever it is, I've got a feeling I ain't gonna like it!

FLAREON: Budge up, you two! Let the rest of us get a look in!

An Other Anti-Pokemon Story

UMBREON: Let me guess . . . this is one of those "stories" where all the characters die unbelievable deaths, right?

{The others nod their heads in unison}

VAPOREON: Written by that brain-dead dork called Mr Bigelsworth, no doubt. {she rolls her eyes}

[by] Mr. Bigelsworth

VAPOREON: Thought so! Although it SHOULD be "another" NOT "an other"

JOLTEON: If I know this guy's previous track record, there'll be a few more spelling errors before the end.

Disclaimer: POKEMON SHOULD ALL DIE!!!!!

ESPEON: Sorry, Bigelsworth, but I'm not going to snuff it just because YOU think I should!

FLAREON {rolls her eyes}: Yeah - like any lawyer's gonna accept that as a valid disclaimer!

VAPOREON: Does he even know what a disclaimer is, though?

UMBREON: Probably not . . .

Warning: this is yet another anti-Pokemon story!

JOLTEON: Tell us something we DON'T know, Bigelsworth!

Ass Ketchup

FLAREON: Um, I don't know anyone called "Ass Ketchup" do you?

JOLTEON: Poor guy . . . whoever he is.

VAPOREON: I think he's MEANT to be Ash Ketchum. Only, a certain someone can't resist making lame puns . . .

was standing next to the retarded girl with red hair and the blind guy.

ESPEON: AKA Brock and Misty.

UMBREON: Looks like Bigelsworth couldn't think of any ways to turn their names into swear words, so he . . .

FLAREON: Gave them long-winded descriptive names.

UMBREON: Well, you've gotta admit Misty does act a bit retarded at times . . .

ESPEON: But we don't think she actually IS retarded.

VAPOREON: And it's pure conjecture - go look it up, Bigelsworth - that Brock is blind.

Hey was worried.

{The five Pokemon exchange puzzled looks}

JOLTEON: Can't he even spell a simple word like "he"? {she snorts in exasperation}

UMBREON: Besides, what the hell was hey . . . I mean he . . . worried about?

FLAREON: Maybe he realised Mr Bigelsworth was having another burst of {clears throat} "creativity"

"Where is Pickachu?"

ESPEON: Pickachu? What the fuck are you on about Bigelsworth?

{Umbreon grabs a pen between her teeth and laboriously crosses out the first C in "Pickachu"}

UMBREON: Try reading it now, Espeon.

ESPEON: Oh, I SEE! "Pickachu" was just Bigelsworth's attempt to write "Pikachu"

He asked.

JOLTEON {laughs out loud} : So, Bigelsworth CAN spell "he"

FLAREON: Which leads me to suspect his REAL problem is that he doesn't bother to proof-read his work before posting it.

ESPEON: Assuming he can read above First Grade level, that is.

"Don't panic he couldn't have gotten far

VAPOREON: Bigelsworth, will you FUCKING WELL LEARN HOW TO PUNCTUATE?!

UMBREON: Yes. You need a comma - or a dash - between "panic" and "he"

JOLTEON: That's IF he even knows what punctuation is.

,

UMBREON: And that comma should be a semi-colon - if not a full stop.

I mean how far can a Pokemon run in just the 4 hours that we were asleep?"

ESPEON: Quite a long way I should think.

VAPOREON: Unless it was a Snorlax, but that's beside the point. And another thing, Bigelsworth, are you too dumb or too goddamned lazy to write numbers out in full?

UMBREON: A little of both, I think. {she heaves a sigh and carries on reading}

The retarded girl with red hair said.

ESPEON: Um, Bigelsworth, if you MUST call her that, couldn't you abbreviate . . . shorten . . . well, couldn't you make it . . . less long?

"Well me and you were only asleep for 1 hour..." the blind guy said.

UMBREON: Because Mr Bigelsworth was having an all-night party and his heavy metal music was keeping them awake!

ESPEON: Don't forget all the making out!

JOLTEON: Ten bucks says making out WAS what kept Brock and Misty awake - only not in the way you meant.

The retarded girl hit the blind guy in the arm and whispered "shut up".

UMBREON {singing} : Brock and Misty sitting in a tree
F - U - C - K - I - N - G!

JOLTEON{clears her throat}: Heh - LO! It's bad enough we're getting crude language from this guy without you adding to it.

Ass suddenly saw a trickle of red underneath a bush. He walked over to the bush and pulled it up.

ESPEON: Either Ash is very strong or that bush wasn't very firmly rooted into the ground.

VAPOREON: And, if he was worried about his Pikachu, wouldn't he have RUN or DASHED over to the bush instead of just WALKING?

UMBREON: I think old Bigelsworth needs to build his vocabulary up a little.

ESPEON: To say nothing of taking a writing course - only he'd probably get chucked off on his first day . . .

FLAREON: Judging by this, you're probably right.

Underneath was a

JOLTEON: Billion-dollar drugs haul?

ESPEON: Pile of hard-core porno mags dating back ten years?

barely alive Pickachu.

JOLTEON {sarcastically}: Bravo! Mr Bigelsworth wrote the best anti-climax ever!

FLAREON: Give him a Golden Growlithe, someone!

"No Pickachu who did this to you?" Ass yelled.

FLAREON: I know what I'LL do to Mr Bigelsworth if I ever get him within Flamethrowering range!

ESPEON: Flamethrower's too good for him - he deserves one of my Psychic Attacks!

"Picka...." Was all the yellow rat said.

JOLTEON: Um, no comment on that. How about you guys?

{Espeon, Flareon, Vaporeon and Umbreon shake their heads in unison}

JOLTEON: Good. Moving swiftly on . . .

Ass and the other people ran all the way to the next city,

ESPEON: Cerulean?

FLAREON: Celadon?

JOLTEON: Viridian?

UMBREON: Goldenrod?

VAPOREON: Olivine?

Bitch Town.

JOLTEON: A name which I take it has nothing to do with female dog-Pokemon like Growlithe or Arcanine.

They ran to the hospital.

ESPEON: Um, isn't it usually the Pokemon Centre they go to if Pikachu's hurt?

VAPOREON: I think they DID go to a hospital once, but only because Pikachu was too hurt to make it to the Pokemon Centre.

The doctor

UMBREON: What? Where's Nurse Joy?

ESPEON: Not in the fic because a certain someone doesn't know the first thing about Pokemon.

fixed Pickachu and removed Pickachu's voice box just for the hell of it.

VAPOREON {looks scandalised}: Ooh! That doctor'll be up in front of the Medical Ethics Council doing things like that!

ESPEON: Besides, what did he want to remove Pikachu's voice box for?

FLAREON: Because Mr Bigelsworth likes bunging stuff together - and fuck whether it makes any sense or not!

He also neutered Pickachu.

ESPEON: Also for no apparent reason except to satisfy Bigelsworth's need to be as crude as possible.

Every one left the hospital.

VAPOREON: What?! Right away?! But Pikachu had just had TWO major operations!

UMBREON: How typical of Bigelsworth to skimp on important details like how much time passed between events.

They were walking through the woods again.

ESPEON: And, on the way, they saw Mr Bigelsworth having an orgy with all the female Gym Leaders!

"Hey I've noticed that you

VAPOREON: Look like a pretty hot chick - let's make love!

have been getting fatter every since

JOLTEON: Every since? Damn you, Bigelsworth, that should be "EVER SINCE"!

FLAREON: The question is, ever since WHEN?

you and the blind guy started sharing a sleeping bag." Ass said to the retarded girl.

ESPEON: Uh - oh . . . I smell an underage pregnancy here.

VAPOREON: Underage is right. Last time I checked, Misty was in her early teens - at the most.

UMBREON: Unless Bigelsworth was writing about them as adults but "forgot" to say so . . .

"I have not" the retarded girl said.

FLAREON {British panto style}: OH YES YOU HAVE!

Just then the retarded girl's water broke. She dropped to the forest floor and started giving birth.

ESPEON: Just as I thought! Incidentally, Bigelsworth, you seem rather fond of getting Misty pregnant . . .

UMBREON: If anyone's wondering, you can read about Misty's other alleged pregnancies in Bigelsworth's other works.

FLAREON: If you can stomach them, of course.

She pushed out a blind little girl. The blind little girl was put in an orphanage.

ESPEON: Eh? Why didn't Mr Bigelsworth just say they killed her at birth?

UMBREON: Because even he draws the line at infanticide. And how would they be able to tell if the baby was blind or not so soon after she was born?

VAPOREON {sighs}: Bigelsworth and his BLOODY PLOT-HOLES! If I had a dollar for every inconsistency in his so-called "stories" I'd be able to afford a diamond-studded collar.

They named her John.

ESPEON: Which is actually a BOY'S name, Bigelsworth. "They named her Joan - or Jane" would be much more accurate.

FLAREON: Besides, you don't say WHO "named her John". Was it her parents? The staff at the orphanage?

JOLTEON: The world may never know . . . {she sighs loudly} Let's just drop the subject, shall we?

They left Bitch Town for the second time.

FLAREON: From that statement, I take it the orphanage was in Bitch Town.

ESPEON: Although WHY they went back there is anyone's guess . . .

UMBREON: Because Bigelsworth just likes throwing stuff together and trying to pass it off as a story.

Ass decided he should share a sleeping bag with the blind guy so that no one would get pregnant.

VAPOREON: First sensible thing Bigelsworth's said all fic.

ESPEON: Although they could have just bought separate sleeping bags.

UMBREON: An idea which OBVIOUSLY never crossed Bigelsworth's tiny brain.

The next day Ass couldn't sit down.

FLAREON {heaves a long sigh}: Gee - I wonder why . . .

ESPEON: No prizes for guessing . . .

The group continued through the forest again.

VAPOREON: Doing what? Shouting Right Wing slogans? Having sex every five minutes?

JOLTEON: Hey, maybe they could hunt Bigelsworth down for us and . . . {she pauses to think of a suitable fate for our "favourite" antific writer}

ESPEON: Ship him off to the zoo - where he belongs!

UMBREON: Right after they've made a eunuch out of him, of course!

Since Pickachu couldn't talk they didn't hear it scream out in horror when

FLAREON: Bigelsworth stated the FUCKING OBVIOUS!

ESPEON: Exactly! Pikachu wouldn't really be able to scream if he didn't have a voice box. GOD! Will this guy at least TRY to be consistent?!

a gorilla bit its head off.

VAPOREON: Point of order, Mr Bigelsworth. First, you don't see gorillas in the Pokemon World - the nearest you're gonna get's a Primeape. Second, if he'd just had his head bitten off, Pikachu would hardly be in a position to scream, now would he?

ESPEON: I guess old Bigelsworth wanted to win first prize in the Most Unbelievable Death Scene Award.

UMBREON: He's got MY nomination!

But Ass did see the gorilla drop the dead body of Pickachu and run away.

UMBREON: Let's just hope it meets Mr Bigelsworth and bites HIS head off before he tries to dash off more of these . . . WASTES OF WEBSPACE he calls "stories"

"NOOO.....oh well." Ass said.

ESPEON: What the hell . . .?! I thought Pikachu was supposed to be Ash's favourite Pokemon!

UMBREON: So Ash would hardly dismiss his death with an "oh well"

ESPEON: Clearly, old Bigelsworth can't think beyond how horny he can get - or what TOTALLY POINTLESS deaths he can come up with next . . .

He pulled out a red and white ball and threw it on the ground.

JOLTEON: Bigelsworth, since you CLEARLY haven't been paying attention to all the other MSTings of your work, I'll spell it out for you {she starts speaking as slowly as she can} - the . . . red . . . and . . . white . . . balls . . . are . . . called . . . "Po . . . ke . . . balls".

ESPEON: Five-hundred lines! I will not sleep when people are MSTing me! No, wait - you probably can't count to five-hundred . . . better make it FOUR lines. Think you can manage that?

A pile of flesh and bones and remains of a dinosaur thingy with a burning tail popped out.

UMBREON: Doesn't this guy know the names of ANY Pokemon except Pikachu?! And he can't even get THAT right!

ESPEON{furrows her brow}: "Dinosaur thingy with a burning tail"? That's gotta be either Charmander or Charmeleon!

VAPOREON: Whatever it was, if it was dead the tail wouldn't have been burning . . .

"Oops I guess I threw the ball thingy too hard."

JOLTEON: "Oops" is right, Bigelsworth - this "fic", as you call it, has been one big oops from the start.

UMBREON: Plus, I think you'll find Poke Balls are pretty resilient - and you definitely WOULDN'T kill a Pokemon by throwing one too hard.

They continued walking. They came upon the remains of a Pokemon that apparently had been raped.

UMBREON: By Mr Bigelsworth himself, I'll be bound!

VAPOREON: UGH! What Pokemon was it anyway?

ESPEON: Does it matter? Anyway, I assume you meant "raped and MURDERED"!

FLAREON {sighs}: Even more pointless gibberish . . .

"Run away" Ass yelled.

ESPEON: Or Mr Bigelsworth'll come and get you! {makes a scary vampire-face}

After they got about a mile away from the raped Pokemon.

JOLTEON: Now, THAT does not make any sense at all . . .

FLAREON: Hey - let's play Complete the Sentence! I'll go first - um . . . they thought they'd better get out of the fic fast, before Bigelsworth made any more crude remarks, the end!

ESPEON: Yeah, like he'd let us off THAT easy . . .

"Why did we run?" The retarded girl with read hair asked.

VAPOREON: Because Bigelsworth is on the warpath and I wanted to get away before he shoved any more random incidents together.

ESPEON: Step right up, folks! Marvel at the sheer pointless stupidity of Mr Bigelsworth's Famous Plotless Stories!

FLAREON: Plus, he seems to have momentarily forgotten the difference between read, as in "I read the book" and red, as in "The retarded girl with red hair"

UMBREON: For the benefit of any latecomers, that's Bigelsworth's name for Misty.

"The police always think that the criminal returns to the seen of the crime" Ass said

UMBREON: True enough - but . . .

VAPOREON: But WHAT, Umbreon?

UMBREON: Bigelsworth's only gone and used the wrong form of "seen".

JOLTEON: Yeah - listen, Bigelsworth, when you talk about a crime scene, you spell it S - C - E - N - E. S - E - E - N is the past participle of "see". Try getting THAT through your thick skull - jackass!

"They would have caught me."

ESPEON: And what grounds would they have for suspecting Ash, anyway?

JOLTEON: Mr Bigelsworth's dubious testimony. {puts on a voice} Oh I saw Ass Ketchup rape some Pokemon thingy. I dunno what it was cos I hate Pokemon and don't pay attention to it.

They continued on to BitchWhoreville.

FLAREON: Where DOES this jerk get his ideas for place names from?

ESPEON: The Dictionary of Bad Language by the sound of it!

They got to the city.

VAPOREON: Bigelsworth, will you improve your fucking vocabulary?! That sentence sounds like something a four-year-old might write!

UMBREON: Vaporeon, this is Bigelsworth we're talking about - he sees it as his duty to act like a four-year-old.

ESPEON: Actually, I think four-year-olds have more brains . . .

They were walking through the city when all of a sudden,

ESPEON: Mr Bigelworth leapt out from a dark alleyway and flashed them!

Iraqi terrorist guerrillas

VAPOREON: Who had been shoved into the story for no specific reason . . .

JOLTEON: Except to make the whole thing as unreadable as possible.

suddenly opened fire on the townspeople.

FLAREON {shakes her head}: Now, I don't think we needed that "suddenly", Bigelsworth. You've already said it happened "all of a sudden".

ESPEON: Again, it's called proof-reading - do it!

The trio started to run but a bullet caught the blind guy in the back of the head, spraying brains and chunks of skull everywhere.

ESPEON: UGH! {backs off in disgust} Bigelsworth, that is totally GROSS even by your standards!

VAPOREON: Well, he's got rid of Pikachu and Brock - less said about their alleged deaths the better. What's he going to do with Ash and Misty?

FLAREON: I think I've got a PRETTY good idea . . .

Ass screamed in terror.

UMBREON: When Mr Bigelsworth appeared in front of him and began to SUCK HIS GUTS OUT!

Him and the retarded girl ran into the woods.

JOLTEON: Er, don't you mean "HE and the retarded girl . . ."?

VAPOREON: Writing classes - they could help with your little "problem". No! Not THAT problem! That's what relationship counselling's for!

UMBREON: Has he ever been in a relationship, though?

ESPEON: Only with himself . . .

They looked back at the village as U.S bombers dropped napalm on it.

ESPEON: Hey! I thought you said it was a city! Why the sudden change to a village?

UMBREON: Because this "fic" was written by someone who wouldn't know consistency if it bit him in the balls!

FLAREON: Oh, and one more thing, Bigelsworth - if you actually paid ATTENTION, you'd know it was the Iraqis who'd use napalm, not the Americans!

VAPOREON: Neither of them are relevent to the Pokemon World anyway . . .

They watched Iraqis run around in flames. They watched innocent civilians burn alive too.

JOLTEON {shudders}: UGH! That is going TOO far!

UMBREON: Beats me how they managed to watch all that from far away and without binoculars . . . Oh, Bigelsworth doesn't think about little things like that . . .

They turned around and continued to AssMaster City.

ESPEON: Where they planned to check into a hotel, book the Honeymoon Suite and have the HOTTEST SEX EVER!

Ass pulled out a ball thingy

VAPOREON: Has it TOTALLY slipped your mind that the CORRECT term is "Poke Ball"?

UMBREON: Besides, why would Ash open one if he wasn't about to battle or something?

ESPEON: Easy - Bigelsworth's got something disgusting in mind and it involves one of Ash's Pokemon.

JOLTEON: So, what's it gonna be? Wringing Bulbasaur's neck?

and out popped his crab Pokemon thingy.

UMBREON: Will you LOOK at a Pokedex for once?! I don't know if the "crab Pokemon thingy" was a Krabby or a Kingler!

VAPOREON: Whatever it was, it's not gonna last long now Bigelsworth's on its case . . . {she rolls her eyes}

He picked it up. He suddenly dropped it and jumped up and down on it causing it to spray blood everywhere.

VAPOREON: Told you!

ESPEON: Although where Ash got the strength to crush a crab is beyond me . . .

UMBREON: Especially one as large as Kingler. And Krabby's a pretty tough nut to crack as well.

"Why did you do that?" The retarded girl asked.

FLAREON: Funny, I was just planning to ask old Bigelsworth that very question regarding this load of tripe.

ESPEON: Yeah, that'll be the day when he explains what he's got against Pokemon - WITHOUT swearing or badmouthing the fans . . .

JOLTEON: AND when he gets through one of his "fics" without totally FUCKING UP the continuity!

"He was an Iraqi spy" Ass said.

ESPEON: Why do I get the impression that Bigelsworth just pulled that idea out thin air?

UMBREON: Because he's a lame dork and, if he met a REAL Iraqi spy, he'd probably piss himself!

"Oh" the retarded girl said.

VAPOREON: Is that ALL she's gonna say?

ESPEON: Looks like old Bigelsworth stretched his tiny vocabulary to the limit . . .

She could tell that Ass had gone insane.

FLAREON: As would anyone who got stuck being a character in Mr Bigelsworth's "stories"!

ESPEON {muscles tense}: I've been going insane just READING this junk!

She had no other choice.

UMBREON: But to get out of the fic before any more no-brainer stuff happened!

ESPEON: And a Charizard can swim!

VAPOREON: So, what was it Misty didn't have any other choice about . . . Bigelsworth? {adopts a penetrating stare}

FLAREON: I've a feeling we're about to find out . . . {she suppresses a shudder}

Ass turned around to continued too AssMaster City

ESPEON: Bigelsworth, you're DOING IT AGAIN!

JOLTEON: Right! You've used the past tense when it should be in the present AND, if you say someone's "going to" a place, you spell "to" with a SINGLE O.

VAPOREON: I wonder, does Bigelsworth even understand an abstract concept like grammar?

OTHERS IN UNISON: No way!

and she pulled out a pistol.

ESPEON: Which suddenly appeared out of nowhere - as things so often do when Mr Bigelsworth TRIES to write a story.

She took aim at Ass's ass.

{Vaporeon collapses in fits of laughter}

VAPOREON: Hahahahahahahahahaha! That's the funniest thing I've seen in ages! Ass's ass! Hahahahahahaha!

ESPEON {to Jolteon}: I think the lameness is getting to Vaporeon . . .

JOLTEON: Don't worry - leave her to me!

{Jolteon uses her Thunder Attack to shock Vaporeon out of her hysterics}

UMBREON: Moving swiftly on . . .

She fired. The bullet hit Ass in the ass and caused him to drop.

ESPEON {sighs}: WHY would Misty turn on Ash like that?

FLAREON: Because Mr Bigelsworth's writing the fic - and it's ours not to reason why where he's concerned.

She walked over to him. She knelt down and unzipped his pants.

UMBREON: So she could give him a blow-job before he died!

She pulled down his Barney under where

FLAREON: Another meaningless piece of tripe . . .

UMBREON: Unless he meant "under WEAR" spelt W - E - A - R, in which case it should be all one word.

ESPEON: And isn't Ash a little OLD to be wearing Barney underwear?

and shot his microscopic nuts a few times.

ESPEON: I just wish someone would shoot Bigelsworth in the nuts!

FLAREON: If he's got any, that is.

She then left him to die,

JOLTEON: Why doesn't that surprise me? {rolls her eyes}

but only after shooting him in the stomach too. She heard his moans of pain slowly fade in the wind.

ESPEON: Trust Bigelsworth to have to milk it for all it's worth!

JOLTEON: It wasn't worth very much in the first place - and that cliched statement just devalued it even further.

She sighed. She put the gun in her mouth and blew her own head off.

FLAREON: Bye bye, Misty!

UMBREON: So that's all the main characters dead now, Bigelsworth. Any plans to resurrect them and write another antific?

ESPEON: I've got some advice for you, DUMBASS! DON'T even THINK about writing any more of these loads of tripe!

As for Ass's Pokemon,

JOLTEON: Mr Bigelsworth stole them and sold them as processed meat!

Ass's body was never found so the Pokemon starved to death in their little ball things.

VAPOREON: Once again Bigelsworth demonstrates his amazing ignorance of Pokemon!

ESPEON: Yeah - he's forgotten the term "Poke Balls" AGAIN!

FLAREON: Not to mention the fact that Pokemon don't need food when they're in their Poke Balls. In fact, I think they could survive indefinitely . . . in theory.

THE END

JOLTEON: PHEW! I was wondering how much more we had to put up with.

VAPOREON: Yo! Bigelsworth! Do us all a big favour and . . . TAKE A FUCKING HIKE!


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