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Everyone Hates SPAM
Everyone Hates SPAM
By Blackeyez, Psycho, and N. Igma
Narrator: Our story begins.
Ash: With our heroes, of course!
Narrator: No, silly! This one is about.
Blackeyez, N. Igma, and Psycho: US!!!
Ash: Darn!
Misty: Don't worry, Ash, we can still have a good time.
Josh: EWWW!!!
Ian: Don't go there, girlfriend!
Misty: (whacks them) Not that, dipwad!
Narrator: Anyway, back to.
Blackeyez, N. Igma, and Psycho: US!!!
Narrator: Uh, yeeeah. We find our productive writers working hard.
Blackeyez: Got any threes?
N. Igma: Go fish.
Narrator: I stand corrected.
Psycho: I'm borrrrrreddd!!!
N. Igma: Not much to do around here.
Blackeyez: I wish something exciting would happen.
Narrator: Meanwhile, a sinister plot is hatching.
???1: I've hatched my.heeeyyy, wait a second.
???2: (Freaky German accent) What's your sinister plot, boss?
???3: I'm dying to hear it!
???4: I hope those bozos up in the fortress will die experiencing it, hur
hur!
???1: Quiet, you fools! (Silence) The doc and I have made a powerful weapon
of war.
???5: I make good weapon. It TankBlaster Twoooooo-Thousand!
???1: With it, we will crush our foe once and for all!!!
All ???s: BWA HA HA HA HAAA!!!!!!
Meanwhile.
Psycho: Hey Nnnn.
N. Igma: What, Psycho?
Psycho: There'sth a big tank thingy rolling up here.
N. Igma: What??? (Blackeyez and N. Igma run up to the window and see the
TankBlaster 2000)
Blackeyez: Crap, what now? They'll destroy the fortress! Look at the size of
that cannon barrel!
Psycho: And the twin rocket launchers, and the four machine guns, and the
missile launchers, and.
N. Igma: What are you so worried about? (They are stunned) I built this
fortress to be impervious to any attack. Plus, it has one of the best
weapons in the whole galaxy! Watch.
(The giant plasma ball on top of the fortress starts glowing and focusing
energy.)
???1: Oh sh-
(A bolt of plasma lightning blows up the TankBlaster 2000.)
Psycho: He meant to say shoot, right?
Blackeyez: I hope so.
N. Igma: See? And you were so worried.
Blackeyez: I wonder who those idiots were.
???5: That didn't go according to plan.
???2: It's okay, boss.
???1: Oh shut up, you suck-up! Where's that moron professor?!
???3: This is not good, I think.
???4: Someone hit me.
???1: Hey, you! I have a job for you.
Narrator: Later.
N. Igma: Those bozos haven't tried anything else.
Blackeyez: I still have a bad feeling.
(An entity materializes)
???2: Hi, fellas!
Blackeyez, N. Igma, and Psycho: AAAHHH!!!
(The entity opens the front door and the other evil entities come in)
(They tie up the entities)
Psycho: What'sth up with thisth?!
N. Igma: Twice in once episode. You must be psychic, Blackeyez!
???1: We meet again, Igma.
N. Igma: YOU!
Psycho: Who is it?
N. Igma: My evil twin brother N. Cognito!
N. Cognito: That's right, bro. (N. Cognito looks exactly like N. Igma,
except his eyes are blue, his cloak is blue instead of silver, and he
doesn't have a Pokéball brooch.)
Blackeyez: Figures.
N. Cognito: My friend here, Chameleon, easily got past your big laser ball.
(Points to ???2. He's a scrawny guy with a lizard-like face.) And here are
my other men. Professor Smartypants, the brains of the operation. (???5. He
has a human-like head with a large cranium, but wears huge pants over his
cloak.) The lovely Screech, with her supersonic voice. (???3. Is actually
not so lovely, considering she looks psycho with long, black wavy hair.) And
Muggsy, with the strength of ten entities! (???4. A big muscular guy. That's
it, really.)
(Blackeyez, N. Igma, and Psycho crack up)
Blackeyez: What a bunch of LOSERS!
N. Igma: You must be desperate, bro!
Screech: SILENCE!!! (Everyone holds their ears except Muggsy.)
N. Cognito: We are here to crush this ridiculous Pokémon phenomenon forever!
Oh yeah, and make N. Igma look bad. We are S.P.A.M.!
Psycho: Sthpam?
Blackeyez: What's that stand for?
N. Igma: Sibling Pathetic And Morons?
Blackeyez: Sickening Pineapples And Monkeys?
Psycho: Sexy Pokémon And Men?
N. Igma: Uh, no. This is a children's fic, you know.
N. Cognito: No, you fools! It stands for Stop Pokémon And Monsters! And now
we will destroy the Pokémon universe!
N. Igma: You won't get away with this! I'll stop you!
N. Cognito: Maybe, but you look like you're all tied up! Ha ha ha haaa!!!
Chameleon: Wa ha ha haaa! Great joke boss!
Muggsy: Suck-up.
Smartypants: (walks over to master computer) Hmmm, looks like they made an
alternate universe.their life's work. Three new characters.(reads script)
N. Cognito: Destroy it first.
Smartypants: But this is a great series!
N. Cognito: (bashes him) You fool! Just delete it!
Smartypants: Okay, I'll start with the characters "Josh," "Matt," and "Ian!"
Blackeyez: NOOO!!!
Narrator: Meanwhile, in the fic world.
Josh: Hey guys, let's. (Starts vanishing)
Ian: Hey! (Vanishing too)
Matt: What's going on? (Also vanishing)
(They disappear)
Pikachu: Pikaaa???
Ash: Matt!
Misty: Ian!
Brock: Josh!
Narrator: Back to the entity universe.
N. Cognito: Wa ha haaa!!! Looks at them worry. I'm so evil!
Psycho: What'll we do?
Blackeyez: This laser they activated from the PC keeps our powers locked!
N. Igma: I know! They took our powers, but.I think I can still use
telekinesis! (Tries to move Pokéball in far corner) Ahh! Too hard.laser rope
resisting. Help me out here!
(The bookshelf falls over.)
Blackeyez: Ooops, too hard.
Psycho: Sthtupid!
N. Igma: Shut up and try again!
(The entities work together and knock to Pokéball off the shelf. Dark
Porygon pops out.)
Dark Porygon: Master-Igma!
N. Igma: Stop them!
Dark Porygon: Okey-dokey-smokey.
(Dark Porygon goes into the computer and disables the laser ropes)
Blackeyez: We're free!
Psycho: Let's kick some tail!
N. Cognito: Get them!
(Chameleon and Blackeyez face off)
Chameleon: Can't catch me! (Vanishes)
Blackeyez: Oh yeah? (He uses X-ray vision and zaps Chameleon)
Chameleon: I've failed you, master!
Muggsy: I will beat you, hur hur!
(Blackeyez fires laser vision, but Muggsy reflects it with a mirror)
Blackeyez: Ouch.
Psycho: Why you.
(Psycho goes psycho and twists Muggsy into a pretzel)
N. Igma: Yummy! (N. Igma drops a bucket of salt on his head)
(Smartypants sneaks up behind N. Igma with a dagger in his hand)
Dark Porygon: (comes out of computer) Nice-try-bub. (Dark Porygon fries him
with Psybeam)
Screech: I will use my supersonic screech! (Opens her mouth)
Blackeyez: (recovering) Stuff it, lady! (Shoves handkerchief in her throat)
Hey, literally! (Dark Porygon creates laser ropes that tie her up)
N. Igma: That leaves just you and me, Cognito!
N. Cognito: Hah! Being your evil twin brother, I also have the ability to
make heavy objects appear out of nowhere! Observe! (A 200-ton weight starts
falling out of the sky.)
N. Igma: Watch a master.
(N. Igma makes a chalkboard and chalk appear out of nowhere. He makes some
complicated algebraic equations, and then draws a giant X on the floor. He
puts a big trampoline on it. The weight bounces off the trampoline, flies up
again, and lands on N. Cognito's head.)
N. Cognito: Pain.
Chameleon: What do we do now, boss?
N. Cognito: Running away would be a good option. (They scram.)
Chameleon: Great plan, boss!
Muggsy: Suck-up!
Blackeyez: Looks like we showed them!
Dark Porygon: While-you-were-battling-I-restored-Josh-Matt-and-Ian.
N. Igma: Good work!
Psycho: Hey! That Scweech girl isth still here! Why didn't sthe esthcape?
Screech: Mmmph mmmph mmmmmph MMMPH!!!
Psycho: Oh, that'sth why.
N. Igma: Dark Porygon, release her. (It does.)
Blackeyez: What if she goes back to S.P.A.M.?
Screech: I won't. Those jerks just wanted me for my powers. They were using
me! They don't like me for me. They think I'm.
Psycho: Weird. I know. People sthay that to me too.
Screech: I hate the feeling.
Psycho: I don't think you're so weird.
Screech: Really?
Psycho: Yeah.
Screech: Thanks. You're sweet. (To all three) I'll see y'all later. (Leaves)
Psycho: She said I'm sthweet.STHWEEETT!!!
Blackeyez: Score one for the psycho guy!
Psycho: I think I'm in love.
N. Igma: All's well that ends well!
Narraotr: Meanwhile.I use that word a lot, don't I? Anyway, meanwhile in the
fanfic universe.
Ash: We've been looking forever!
Misty: Yeah, like ten minutes.
Brock: Where could they be?
(A giant Recycling Bin icon appears. It flips upside-down, dumping out Josh,
Matt, and Ian. Then it vanishes.)
Josh: Dang it was cramped in there.
Matt: N. Igma hasn't cleaned out his Recycling Bin in, like, two months.
Ian: Look at all these crappy fanfic ideas.
Ash: This must be the alls well that ends well.
Narrator: NOT YET!!!
Josh: We found some credit cards and a note.
Brock: It says, "To the esteemed characters: We defeated S.P.A.M., an
anti-Pokémon group and stole their wallets! We took the cash and gave you
the credit cards, for these pieces of plastic are of no use to us. I think
you'll be able to use them though. -The Entities."
Everyone: ALLLLLLL RIGHTY THEN!!!!!!!
Matt: I can buy some CDs. heck, I can buy a whole record store!!
(Matt runs into a record store. The owner flies out the window.)
Owner: AAAGGGHHH!!!
(Matt walks out with his arms full of CDs)
Matt: Mwa ha ha! I am supreme master of all that is round, shiny, and
musical!
Misty: I'm gonna buy some water stones!
Brock: I'll buy some breeder stuff!
Ash: I'll get a season pass to the Safari Zone!
Ian: Oooh, a joke shop!
Josh: I'm gonna reserve all the new N64 games! And put some aside for
GAMECUBE!
(Everyone runs off to blow their cash, except Matt)
Matt: Guys? A little help here! Guys? AIIIEEE!!! (Falls over due to weight
of CDs)
N. Cognito: I will return!
END
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