[SOL] Snively is still on the hexfield. Gypsy is involved in deep conversation. SNIVELY: And so, you see, my family was very mean to me. My father always detested my uncle for smelling up the place. He always threatened to use the pooper scooper. GYPSY: I see. [Servo and Crow enter.] SERVO: Hey, Gyps...hows about not talking to Sniv-nose and helping us understand the whole point to this story. GYPSY: But-- [Hexfield starts to close] SNIVELY: No!! [uses remote] [Hexfield stays open.] SNIVELY: You three can't just pull the plug on me! I can control your very minds! [uses remote] [Bots do the YMCA, except for Gypsy, who has no arms, and Crow and Servo, who don't have working arms. So I guess they don't really do the YMCA.] *movie sign* ALL[singing]: S-T-O-ry *siiign*! \...VI...V...IV...III...II...o [The 'Bots dance into the theater.] > I peeped out of the alleyway. Geoff's hand lighted on my collar. He thought > I was going to jump out or something. I wasn't. Ant wasn't as worried. "What > do you see, Snip-ley?" CROW: I see a fist aimed right at your mouth if you don't stop that accent. > I didn't correct him, but stated what I saw. "There's a group of SWATs > coming...they're leading the uh...deroboticizees. Our group is still > standing still." > When the SWATs came closer, our team broke free from their guard positions. > The deroboticizees were in a double row formation behind them. They screamed > as laser fire broke out. It was directed at our team. SERVO: Capture the flag...Mobian style. > One of ours blocked a laser beam with a forearm. Another team member kicked > a hole in a SWATbot. > "They in trouble?" asked Geoff. > "No." > Although our team looked exactly like SWATbots, I could tell them apart. > Even when our team was in the thick of the fight. Their movements were more > graceful, more fluid. The SWATs moved fast, but controlled. They didn't > twist and dodge nearly as much...so it wasn't hard to keep an eye on ours. GYPSY: I have an idea for Nagus...just use magic! > And they were doing good. The SWAT team of ten was already outnumbered by > our three! > Our team ripped the legs off one, and beat the other's head in with them. I > looked around nervously; not even Robotnik at his laziest could miss this > much commotion. CROW: But Robotnik, at the time, was downed by a late-night six-pack of W-D-36. > And I knew more than one SpyEye would get past my remote to record > the scene. SERVO: Yeah, the one piloted by Kenneth Starr. > The deroboticizees were also a problem; they were far from cooperating. I > didn't blame them for trying to flee...they didn't know what the hell was > going on. Geoff was jostling to get past me, and I let him. > The sight of him calmed some of the deroboticizees...if they'd known his > personality they would've all ran. Then our team pulled off their saucer- > shaped helmets and further soothed the group of ex-robots. GYPSY: So the freedom fighters have all the power of Vicks 44? > "Come on," said Sally. "Follow us. We know the way out." > Glad for some direction, the ex-robots followed us. Sonic was complaining > as we ran. Boo hoo hoo...I can't run in this...this cramps my style...blah. I > wanted to smack him across his loudmouth face. He'd been irritating to me > when I was a Robotroplian; now he was unbearable. CROW: Now that Snively's a Knotholian Villigian Freedom Fighterian. > But despite Sonic's complaints, we made good time. We were picking our way > through the junkpiles when I felt it. > I didn't know what it was exactly. Some sound or feeling. Like a vibration > in my bones. I looked at my companions to see if they felt it...weren't animals > supposed to have better senses than humans? > Apparently not. They weren't feeling it, and if they were, they weren't > showing it. Then I realized what it was. Around Robotnik, you felt a heavy > ominous hum in the air. His aura! SERVO: I thought animals had better perception and now Snivley can feel auras? > Around Sally, it was a leadership aura! With Bunnie, > it was this air of kindness. That's what this was. An aura. A magical hum. > Nagus. "He's here!" I cried. SERVO: The author! He's come for me! > Geoff gave me one of those 'isn't he silly' looks, but Sally looked over, > her eyes anxious. "Who's here?" > "Nagus!" > "Oh sure," leered Geoff. > "He is!" I insisted. > We kept going, and unfortunately Geoff was proven wrong. We rounded a bend > in the maze of junk and there he was. Nagus doesn't look threatening. CROW: I mean, come on. > He's short (though not as short as me), and > hunched over and looks like a monster some little kid would draw. Pointy > teeth and a horn on his head and a thick cumbersome tail. GYPSY: But what really makes him look non-mennacing were his large, blue anime eyes. > But I knew better. I knew he wasn't harmless. He was the most powerful > creature I'd ever met. And he is an enemy. Great. > "What are you doing, Freedom Fighters?" He demanded. > "What's it look like, lame brain?" The hedgehog shot back. > Nagus looked amused. "The quickfoot! Your speed is amazing." He smiled > crookedly. SERVO: Is he still marveling about that? > "These good people volunteered to help me with a project, and now > you're taking them away? That is quite rude." > "Can it," interrupted Geoffrey. "Let us pass." > "If I do not?" > "Then we shall attack," said Sally grimly. CROW: Duh. > "I think not, princess!" Nagus laughed his raspy laugh and aimed his claw at > Sally. A blazing energy bolt ripped towards her. GYPSY: Time for her annual "I'm going to die" story arc. > "No!" Bunnie threw herself sideways, taking the blast. Her SWATbot suit > clattered around her, broken right off her body. She groaned and flopped to > the ground. > "Bunnie!" The cry came from my mouth. I hardly recognized it. And then I was > running towards her. That armor had shattered off her...had her body > shattered as well? SERVO: And will William Shatter be in this story? CROW: Servo, I swear if you make one more lousy pun... > When I reached her I was whimpering in fear for her. > My hands rested on her wrist, finding a pulse, and I looked up, relieved. > Antoine had just reached her too, and our eyes met. Eyes are the windows to > the soul, and lighting flashed between our two open windows and then Antoine > drew his lip between his teeth and his windows slammed shut. His hands grabbed > Bunnie's possessively. I backed off. GYPSY: A short-lived love triangle. SERVO: This one's even stupider than the one in "La Catrina". > I heard Nagus laugh and then a bolt was heading for Antoine. Sally was > herding the deroboticizees to safety while Nagus was distracted. Sonic was > ripping off his SWATbot armor, his expression fierce. That one loved to fight. > I saw it all in this weird slow motion. And then my legs were pushing me off > the ground. My body in front of Ant's...the bolt of magic dazzling my eyes. > Why I leapt...I don't know. To fool the Freedom Fighters into thinking I was > loyal to them? Loyal enough to take blows for them? Or did I really care? CROW: All these questions and more will be answered tonight on...For Whom the Gavel Pounds. > It was too hard to think. The magic hit me like a fist enclosed in cement > and I reeled backwards. My nerves ached...my brain cramped up, muscles locked. > My body felt like one big open wound, the magic like salt rubbed into it. I > must've fallen to the ground. I felt it beneath me, hard as my cot in > Robotropolis. > I heard pitiful whimpering sounds. They were coming from me, I realized. > Then I heard Sonic's loud voice yelling and Nagus responding back, wheezy > laughter in his voice. SERVO[Nagus, gasping]: Could you...get my...inhailer, please? > "Don't worry, 'Twan. I got 'im." > I couldn't see a thing. I'm blind, I thought absently. Pain usually blocks > out any worries. Turns them into distance memories. But when the pain fades, > those worries loom up. But right now the whiteness that filled my vision was > unimportant. Only the pain mattered. And the two strong arms that suddenly > lifted me and cradled me to a strong chest. CROW[Robotnik]: I came for you, honey. > We were moving. I heard Nagus exclaiming about Sonic's speed. He sounded > angry. Sonic was laughing and taunting, which was no big surprise to me. > My rescuer was running now. I clung to his chest and realized it was > Geoffrey. GYPSY: He wants Snively alive so that he can prove he betrayed Knothole again. SERVO[Geoffrey]: You protected Antoine? I'm going to see you hang! > But it didn't matter. > "Bunnie," I whispered. > "Ant's got 'er," drawled the skunk, his voice jarred as he ran. Oh good. > That was very good. She was safe. > I closed my eyes and my white vision faded to black. GYPSY: The end. > I'd have to get more painkillers from the good doc. And if he refused to > give me any...then he was going to need some himself... > > ************ GYPSY: The end. > > "That was so brave of both of ya!" Bunnie's face was alight with pride as > she gazed at me and Antoine. Antoine thanked her with a kiss, I with an > embarrassed smile. GYPSY: Darn. > Antoine had some laundry to take down from the village's clothesline and he > left, not looking at me. Because he knew I had affection for Bunnie. > I didn't realize how deep my affection for her was...not until that moment > when we exchanged looks over her injured body. I saw Antoine's panic and > disappointment and his fierce protectiveness over her. CROW: Look! A scentence with Antoine *and* fierce! > And I saw...the shade of the same thing in my own eyes, reflected back at me. > It was hard to believe...but even if it were true...Antoine was being > overly jealous. I wasn't going to take her away. Of course, he did like the > princess too, who was strictly tied to Sonic. I realized he just couldn't bear > to lose another beloved girl. SERVO: But thems the breaks. Bunnie and I got married the following summer. > But he wouldn't. I glanced towards Bunnie's face. Or would he? > No. Bunnie was just fond of me. She was fond of everyone. Antoine should > have no worries of me taking her away. No one had ever loved me anyway. > "Ya'all were really brave, ya know," she commented. "Ah was raht. Ya'all > ain't evil. Yer a true Freedom Fighta now, fer shore." GYPSY: And this whole time... SERVO: Bunnie was actually... CROW: Right? ALL: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! > I couldn't look her in the eye. How could I tell this lovely creature I > would betray her? That I'd betray them all. That I wanted to betray them all. > My throat tightened. > I'd told her my plans when she'd first captured me. Before she'd brought me > to KnotHole, before I'd stood trial. My plans...that I was going to be the > Robotroplian leader. But she didn't believe me. She didn't think I was evil, > the damn fool. What did she know? GYPSY: Well, she does know the recipe to her aunt's carrot cake. > Dammit! Why did she have to be so damn nice? It screwed me up. It made my > heart tremble with a bizarre and unsettling feeling. > She reached out to pat my arm. > "You ok, hon?" > "Yes," I replied, and then I left and ran down to the power ring pool where > only the silent trees could gaze at me. SERVO: And the security cameras. CROW: If a power ring appears and Snively touches it and turns into a red fox, can I burn down the universe? > I saw my reflection. It was not a reflection of evil. It reflected a weak > little human, fear and confusion woven into a reed-thin body. Was I evil? > Was it possible I was not? Could Robotnik's damage to me be reversed? Or...or > was I like a beaten dog, turned mean permanently? No amount of love can bring it > around again. GYPSY: How should we know? Stop asking these questions! > A leaf fell into the pool's surface. A baby leaf, sunshine-green. Bunnie's > eyes. I knelt and touched the leaf almost reverently. > Bunnie, the shining one, a light amidst darkness. Who knows. I'll wait for > the future. When Nagus is brought down, I'll go whatever way seems right. > Right now, with my hands cradling the baby leaf...the right way seemed > right here. > With the Freedom Fighters. > > > > The End! > SERVO: Emphasis on the END! [The 'Bots leave the theater.] o...II...III...IV...V...VI...\ [SOL] Mike has regained conciousness and is holding an ice pack on his head. Snively is still laughing histericaly on the hexfield. The 'Bots enter. SERVO: Hi, Mike. MIKE: Oh, hi, Servo. SNIVELY: Repent! Your god is here! HAHAHAHAHAHA! CROW: Gypsy? GYPSY: Sure. [Gypsy pulls a lever and a gavel slams onto Snively's head. The Hexfield closes.] SERVO: Thanks. *Mads' sign* [Enterprise] The conference room is empty, except for Pearl and Bobo, who is trying to use the replicator. PEARL: Hey, Nelson, nice to see you're awake. I eventualy talked Captain Pick-A-Card into letting us stay. In fact, he promised me that he'd keep a tractor beam on your satellite so you won't escape. [SOL] MIKE: Hey, that's great. Uh, Pearl? Your undershirt is inside out. [Enterprise] Pearl checks the t-shirt she's wearing under her pilot's jacket. PEARL: Uh...that's none of your business. BOBO: Hey, Pearl! I replicated a remote! Look! [points it at camera] [fwosh!] [Mighty Science Theater] written by: Jim Whaley "For Whom the Gavel Pounds" written by: A.M. Fleury featuring: Mike Nelson: Michael J. Nelson Crow: Bill Corbett Tom Servo: Kevin Murphy Gypsy: Patrick Brantseg also featuring: Pearl Forrester: Mary Jo Pehl Observer: Bill Corbett Professor Bobo: Kevin Murphy with: Magic Voice: Beez McKeever Snively Geoff and: Captain Picard: Patrick Stewart Worf: Michael Dorn All MST3K characters and situations are trademarks of Best Brains, Inc. All Star Trek characters and situations are trademarks of Paramount Pictures. All Sonic the Hedgehog characters are trademarked by SEGA, DIC, and/or Archie Comics. Use of copyrighted and trademarked material is for entertainment purposes only; no infringement on the original copyrights or trademarks held by Best Brains Inc, Paramount, SEGA, Archie, and/or DIC is intended or should be inferred. No insults are intended to anyone refered to in this MiSTing. 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