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Here's a little "gem" I found on the Annie forum - ripe and ready for the MSTing. The author claimed he wanted to tell the "true" story behind the musical and . . . see for yourself.
We now go live to Townsville where the Powerpuff Girls are ready to tell us their views . . .
Cut to a scene of the Powerpuff Girls as they pore over copies of the fic.
BUBBLES {singing}: The sun'll come out tomorrow, so you gotta hang on till tomorrow . . .
{She receives glares from Buttercup and Blossom}
BUBBLES {ignoring the others}: Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya, tomorrow! You're only a day away.
BLOSSOM: Ahem! Be that as it may, we've been called on to MST this. {She waves her copy of the fic in the air with a disdainful gesture}
TO GOOD TO BE TRUE
BLOSSOM: Kinda like a certain kid I could mention.
BUBBLES {realising Blossom is refering to her}: I heard that!
Annie was walking around her huge ass house
BLOSSOM: Meaning?
BUTTERCUP: This, for instance? {Hands Blossom a doodle depicting a bare bottom with a roof and a chimney}
{The Girls giggle over Buttercup's doodle}
... and she noticed a door that she'd never seen before
GIRLS IN UNISON: OOOOOOH! SPOOKEEEEEEEE!
BUTTERCUP: Wonder where it leads. Bet there's some evil monster on the other side. {She leaps into the air in an attack pose}
hmmmmmm, I wonder what is in their,
BUBBLES: Their? Their what? You're not making any sense.
BLOSSOM: I think what he's trying to say is "I wonder what is in THERE" as in that location.
BUBBLES: Oh, I see. And who taught this guy to spell - must've been a pretty pathetic teacher! {She starts giggling and receives glares from her sisters}
BLOSSOM {clears her throat}: Ahem! When Bubbles has gotten over her little fit of the giggles, can we please get on with this?!
she goes down & finds cages & before she could get close
BUTTERCUP: Aw - the poor guy can't spell "and" so he has to use the ampersand!
BUBBLES: And and and and and and and and and and and and . . . {She writes the word "and" on every spare inch of her copy}
BUTTERCUP: A - N - D! Learn it . . . um, who wrote this again?
BLOSSOM {checks her copy}: Some bozo calling himself Dark Mario.
BUTTERCUP: Right, Dark Mario, learn how to spell "and" and learn the difference between "their" and "there" while you're at it!
a maid said what the hell are you doing down her tramp!
BLOSSOM: Down whose tramp? Dark Mario, you're not making a bit of sense.
BUBBLES: Besides, I didn't know you could get down someone's tramp.
BUTTERCUP: Yeah - I don't even know what my "tramp" is . . .
back dat ass back up the stairs hun,
BLOSSOM: Meaning?
BUTTERCUP: He's trying to be as cryptic as he can.
BLOSSOM: Kinda hard for someone whose IQ equals his age. How old is this guy anyway? Eight? Nine?
BUTTERCUP: Judging from what I've seen so far, I'd say younger than that.
Annie said yes ma'am
BUBBLES: Why? Was the maid the Queen of England or something?
& went to bed.
BUTTERCUP: At least THAT makes sense - except, he's gone and stuck an ampersand in it again.
BLOSSOM: Is this guy dumb, or just plain lazy? I mean, come on! Even little kids know how to spell "and"
The next day annie was still trying to figure out what was down there?
BUBBLES: Excuse me! That is NOT a question!
BUTTERCUP: The question is, where did he learn to punctuate? 'Cos they didn't do a very good job.
BUBBLES: Maybe he means "The next day was annie still trying to figure out what was down there?".
BUTTERCUP: Maybe . . . Here, Dark Mario, let me give you a crash course in punctuation. {She turns her copy of the fic over and writes "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" on it} OK, THAT is a sentence - so we end it with a period {she writes a . to the right of "dog"} But THIS {she writes "Who did the quick brown fox jump over"} is a question - which ends with this {she scrawls a question mark next to the word "over"} Learn that - and you should have capitalised "annie" as well.
Big daddy warbucks told her to chill,
BLOSSOM: Why? Does she live in a refrigerator or something?
& enjoy all the free crap he's giving her.
BUTTERCUP: Oh great - he's turned to toilet humour now! {She rolls her eyes}
BUBBLES: Ugh! How UTTERLY revolting! {She dashes out of the room, overcome by revulsion}
She agrees.
BLOSSOM: Is it just me or has he forgotten which tense he's supposed to be writing in?
BUTTERCUP: Yeah - what gives? One minute it's "told", the next it's "agrees" - I don't know whether I'm coming or going with this guy!
{Bubbles returns to find the others still MSTing away}
BUBBLES: Ooh - he's switching tenses here! {points to the part Blossom and Buttercup have just MSTED}
{Her sisters both give her a withering stare}
BLOSSOM: We KNOW - that's the part we read while you were chucking up!
Later that night she hears screaming
BUBBLES: {Lets out a shrill scream}
& moaning.
BUBBLES: {Moans loudly}
BUTTERCUP: Can the sound effects, Bubbles!
BLOSSOM: Yes - we're trying to do a MST here!
BUBBLES: Sorry, just thought I'd try to add a bit of atmosphere. And we're still no nearer to figuring out what the hell this is supposed to mean"
BUTTERCUP {shakes her head}: Not a scrap of sense . . . {she clicks her tongue}
She decides it is time to figure out what the hell is going on, but her room door was locked.
BLOSSOM: Naughty, naughty, Dark Mario - you've mixed up your tenses again.
BUBBLES: Besides, who locked her in her room? Punjab? The Asp? One of the other servants?
BLOSSOM: Look - never mind WHO it was! What I want to know is WHY did they do it?
Annie sighed oh gee, I guess I'll just have to wait until tomorrow.
BUBBLES {bursts into song again}: The sun'll come out tomorrow . . .
BUTTERCUP: And what did that have to do with anything, Bubbles?
BUBBLES: N - nothing. It's my favourite Annie song, that's all.
BLOSSOM {picking up where Bubbles left off}: Betcha bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun . . .
BUTTERCUP {wagging her finger}: Now, don't you start . . .
The next day, Annie doesn't see Big Daddy Warbucks any where. She decides this is a good time to go looking around his desk
BLOSSOM: Oh, and how does snooping round someone's desk help tell us what this {clears throat} "story" is supposed to be about?
BUTTERCUP: Hey, Annie - if you see any First Grade Readers, send a couple to Dark Mario!
BLOSSOM: And WHY would there be anything like that on "Big Daddy Warbucks'" desk?
BUBBLES {giggling}: Well, you gotta admit, Dark Mario could use a little help with his sentence structure.
, she finds a contract from miss. Hannigan saying that Molly is now owned by Big Daddy Whorebucks.
BLOSSOM: Who's Molly? Miss Hannigan's pet cat?
BUTTERCUP {rolls her eyes}: She's one of the girls at the orphanage Annie used to be in - and it seems the spelling of "Warbucks" has changed for some unknown reason.
BLOSSOM: Not to mention MORE sloppy punctuation. {she points to the comma between "desk" and "she"}
Oh, shit.
BLOSSOM: Sums this story up nicely!
It all makes sense,
BUTTERCUP: Which this story doesn't so far.
why would he give me this nice place &
BUTTERCUP: And why can't Dark Mario give up his addiction to typing ampersands?
BLOSSOM: Maybe if we took the main #7 key off every computer he has access to . . .
BUTTERCUP: Good idea - but he'd probably only find another lame shortcut.
every thing else just because he wanted to, dammit, he is running a under ground child prostitute ring.
{Buttercup leaps into an attack pose}
BUTTERCUP: Let me at him! I'm gonna clobber this no-brain pimp! {she fires a laser beam through her eyes, burning a hole in a nearby wall}
BLOSSOM: Hey, cool it, Buttercup!
BUBBLES: Yeah - it's only a fanfic. No-one's REALLY running an underground child prostitute ring.
BLOSSOM: Proves he's got a twisted imagination though.
It explains all of his money ... & his named isn't spelled Warbucks,
BUBBLES {singing}: The sun'll come out . . .
BLOSSOM: Never mind that, what I'd like to know is how DO you spell "Warbucks"?
BUTTERCUP: And since when was "named" a noun?
BLOSSOM: Since a certain individual wrote a certain "story"
he's Mr. Whorebucks.
BUBBLES: EW! Whorebucks! {She stiffles a scream}
BLOSSOM: Inconsistency alert! For starters, "whore" has a silent W so the Warbucks/Whorebucks thing wouldn't work.
BUTTERCUP: And, besides, couldn't you have come up with a better pun than that? {She rolls her eyes and forces herself to carry on reading}
I need to escape before it is too late, but not before I free all of my friends, she shouts.
BUBBLES: Phew! A coherent sentence at last! {She wipes her forehead with an exagerated gesture of relief}
BLOSSOM: Wait, something's missing!
BUBBLES {startled}: What - what?
BLOSSOM: Quotations marks - they separate speech off from the rest of the text. Here, Dark Mario, this is what you SHOULD have typed {She writes "I need to escape before it is too late, but not before I free all of my friends!" she shouts on the back of her copy.} Learn that - unless we've overloaded your brain trying to teach you a bit of punctuation.
The maid who had a beard & for an odd reason was 7'2"
BLOSSOM: How the hell could a MAID have a god-damned beard?! Maids as a rule are women and women aren't exactly famous for growing beards - are they, Dark Mario?
BUBBLES: Naughty, naughty, sleeping through your sex ed lessons. {She wags her finger disapprovingly}
grabbed her & threw her into a white room. Big Daddy Whorebucks was in their, he put on a pair of white gloves,
BUBBLES: He STILL hasn't got his punctuation right - look here.
BUTTERCUP: Why? What about it, Bubbles?
BUBBLES: He's done ANOTHER ampersand, he's mixed up "there" and "their" again AND he's divided two sentences with a comma.
BLOSSOM {checks her copy}: She's right, y'know. I don't think any of our punctuation lessons are helping - but, then again, I had my doubts about him from the start.
& says "time for your brain washing annie!"
BUBBLES: Hey, I didn't know you could wash someone's brain! {she gives a nervous giggle}
BLOSSOM: Yeah - how could you get it out of their head without killing them?
BUTTERCUP: Oh really, you two are getting as bad as Dark Mario - "brain-washing" is just a saying. And, besides, he forgot to capitalise "Annie" again.
BUBBLES: The sun'll come out . . .
{She receives glares from both her sisters and decides it would be better to shut up}
Annie quickly hit Big Daddy Whorebucks in the nards & runs out.
BUTTERCUP: Sounds like she'd make a good Powerpuff Girl! Think she'd be interested if we called her?
BLOSSOM: Now who's being inconsistant - eh, Buttercup? For one thing, the movie's set in the thirties, so Annie's got to be nearly eighty now - and, for another, WE were created with our powers. An ordinary girl like Annie would not be able to compete with our skills. {she rolls her eyes}
Big Daddy Whorebucks says "get her!" in a very high pitched voice ... so high pitched that the maids who were 7'0" &; taller with beards
BLOSSOM: Hang on! Wasn't there only supposed to be one maid with a beard?
BUTTERCUP: In fact, that whole sentence doesn't make much sense. I mean, "who were 7'0" & taller with beards"? Does that mean their beards made them look taller? Or were the maids with beards taller to begin with?
BUBBLES {shakes her head}: No sense whatsoever.
thought it was annie trying to play a trick,
BUTTERCUP: How many more times do we have to tell you that, if a word is a proper name, YOU CAPITALISE IT!
BUBBLES: In fact, Dark Mario, you seem determined to be as inconsistant as you can. I'm just glad not everyone writes like you - no-one would be able to make sense of it.
so they turned on the gas in the white room to put her out, not knowing Big Daddy Whorebucks was in there.
BLOSSOM: Ahem, my dear "sir" - if Annie had escaped, assuming she's not some female Houdini, wouldn't she have used the door?
BUTTERCUP: Yeah - and why didn't "Big Daddy Whorebucks" chase after her once he'd recover from being kicked in the nards?
BLOSSOM: And why wasn't the door locked in the first place? I assume he didn't want her escaping . . .
Annie ran down to the basement, &
BLOSSOM: ENOUGH WITH THE AMPERSANDS!
gave freedom to all of her fellow orphan friends,
BUBBLES: YAY! Justice triumphed over the evil Daddy Whorebucks!
Molly didn't want to go claiming the pay was good, Annie this promised her some soda pop, she agreed to with them.
{The Powerpuff Girls exchange bewildered looks}
BUTTERCUP: Is he trying to say Molly WANTED to be a whore?!
BLOSSOM: It's men like this that make me mad - treating girls as though they were some kind of sex object! Besides, in case you haven't noticed, Dark Mario, Molly can't be more than SEVEN years old! And seven-year-olds are NOT sexually active!
BUTTERCUP: Plus it would be at least another three or four years before Molly even began to mature . . .
BLOSSOM: And another thing, he's used commas in place of periods again here . . . and here {she points to the unwanted commas on her copy}
BUTTERCUP: Besides which, he's typed "this" when I ASSUME he meant "thus" - and he's missed out the word "go" here. Hang on while I correct it {she crams "go" between "to" and "with"}
They lived happily ever after,
BUBBLES: Ooh - just like in the fairy tales!
BLOSSOM {looks at her wearily}: Bubbles, real life isn't like that. If you look, there's a bit more to this.
slowly only three of them were left,
BLOSSOM: At least that makes a bit of sense - I assume he means all the others died off over the years.
BUTTERCUP: I still don't know why he wrote this in the first place - we could have been out catching bad guys instead of having to look at his sloppy excuse for writing skills {she rolls her eyes}
&
BUBBLES: Will you learn how to spell the word "and"! Look - even I can do it! {she holds up her copy of the fic which is, of course, liberally covered in scribbled "ands"}
they broke into the TV business, with their on hit show "golden girls"
BUBBLES: Funny, I don't recall Annie being in Golden Girls.
BLOSSOM: And what's an "on hit show"?
BUTTERCUP: Hey, you two are forgetting something.
BLOSSOM AND BUBBLES TOGETHER: What? What are we forgetting?
BUTTERCUP: This is a fanfic, not real life. And no, Annie wasn't in Golden Girls - this is just someone's lame parody of her.
after that they found out Big Daddy Whorebucks, helped many stars break into show business, like Shirley Temple.
BUBBLES: So he can't have been all that bad, can he?
BLOSSOM: I'm not so sure. Read the last bit
{Bubbles does so}
She was a first class whore for Mr. Whorebucks before breaking into the movie business.
BUBBLES: Ugh! The filthy paedophile!
{Bubbles covers her eyes and refuses to read any further}
BLOSSOM {trying to comfort her distressed sister}: Just hang on - only a few more words to go. You're right though - Shirley Temple was just a child when she became famous.
BUTTERCUP: And Dark Mario doesn't seem to have heard of a disclaimer. If he wrote that about ME, I'd be straight in the nearest libel court - Shirley Temple a child prostitute, I ask you! This is getting beyond a joke!
The two golden girls then both killed Annie
BUTTERCUP: Oh no!
BLOSSOM: Remember, Buttercup? It's a parody . . . or supposed to be.
BUTTERCUP: Oh, yeah, I just forgot for a moment.
after finding out
BLOSSOM: That she'd been in cahoots with "Daddy Whorebucks"?
BUTTERCUP: That she'd had "Daddy Whorebucks" child and put in the orphanage where she grew up?
they were on track to become the next Shirley Temple.
The End
BUTTERCUP: That's a good job! Some advice for you, Dark Mario, work on your writing style and TRY to come up with something a little more meaningful next time.
BLOSSOM: Hey, you guys - wanna read another fanfic?
BUTTERCUP: As long as it's not like this one, I don't mind . . .
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