Mads Call #10

[itsjustthemads]

[Frank is still looking pretty crazy when he makes another call. He’s got another small box with switches on it...what invention does he have this time?]

Frank: So, you think you are smart enough to take down that dino? Think you’ve been eating your Smarty-Os this morning? Well, I’ve got news for you, Satellite of Loser! I’ve been eating two boxes of Smarty-Os every morning! Let’s see how you like my next little invention, shaaaall we?!

[Frank prepares to throw the switch again...when he’s interrupted by a knock on the door.]

Dr. F: [From outside of Deep 13] Fraaaank! Oh, Fraaa-aaaank! I’ve found something of yours out here!

[And then, there’s the sound of a puppy barking! All of Frank’s insanity and rage seems to suddenly melt away, and he starts to look like his normal doe-eyed self.]

Frank: ...Mr. ...Snuggles?

Dr. F: Yes, Snuggles, whatever! Just open the door so I can get in!

[A huge grin spreads across Frank’s face, and he tosses aside the device he built and runs to the door. It creaks open...and yes, there’s his puppy, barking up at him! He makes a squee noise and reaches down to scoop him up.]

Frank: OHHH MR. SNUGGLES! Yes yes, lookit yoooooou, widdle puppy of fwuff and wubb yeees you so cute! Oh you so cute! Who’s a cutie-bootie yes you are! Yeees you are!

[Phew! It looks like Frank has gone back to normal. Dr. F walks inside, dragging his suitcases and equipment while Frank coos over the puppy.]

Dr. F: Yes yes, whatever, Frank. Why don’t you go spend ten minutes with Mr. Snuggles, and then I’ll kill you.

Frank: Thanks, Steve!

[Frank toddles off with the puppy. Dr. F glares after him, then sidles up to the camera and whispers in a conspiratorial manner:]

Dr. F: FINALLY, I got Frank to open the door! Okaaay, so it’s not really his dog; it’s just a clone of it I made using my hyper-reality cloning probe. But I mean really, what’re the chances of that coming back to bite me?

Comments

[verygassy]

...What happened to his REAL dog?

[itsjustthemads]

[Dr. F looks around a bit.]

How should I know?

[verygassy]

Thought as much.

[sailorlaughter]

[Pinkie's ears slowly slide back, her face still wet with tear tracks.]

That wasn't very nice.

[itsjustthemads]

Whaaaaat? [he gestures offscreen] Look how happy he is again!

[sailorlaughter]

THAT'S not Mr. Snuggles!

[itsjustthemads]

Wellllllll, he's made from Mr. Snuggles! So it's close enough! Cloning is funny that way.

[punsofiron]

Never thought I'd be so glad to see you again, Dr. F.

[WOAH wait, she just said that out loud didn't she! She touches a hand to her throat, surprised]

[itsjustthemads]

I know, I know...you all just missed me so terribly! Well, Iiiii do have that effect on people!

[punsofiron]

obviously.

So, how was the con?

[itsjustthemads]

Oh, not that bad at all! I only blew up the hotel this time, and that was because they charged fifteen bucks a day for parking! What a rip-off!

But I really did wow them with the hyper-reality cloning probe!

[punsofiron]

Fifteen bucks? Yeesh, and I thought GAS was expensive.

[virtualunknown]

Hm. Calculating the odds of... that... coming back... [Types a few things into his laptop, then looks back up.] Do you really want to know?

[itsjustthemads]

...Naaaaaaaah.

[virtualunknown]

I'll just hold on to this, then. Might come in handy later.

[itsjustthemads]

Yooooou do that then.

[virtualunknown]

I will.

For science. Or something.

[itsjustthemads]

Science is the only good reason for something!

[virtualunknown]

Indeed. I'm glad we can agree on something.

[fatedcircle]

[Well, that's actually kind of convenient. Squall'd been meaning talk to the Mads as it was.]

Actually, there's something else I wanted to talk to you about.

[itsjustthemads]

Oh? And what's that?

[fatedcircle]

[Squall nods to his Cambot, which obligingly pans over to the trussed up dinosaur. He's been keeping an eye on it, mostly to make sure it doesn't get loose.]

If it's not gone in a hour, it dies.

[itsjustthemads]

[He just looks frustrated.]

Ohhh, come on! I spent a whole week and a half working on cloning that thing!

[fatedcircle]

Then take it back.

[itsjustthemads]

Ohhhh, all RIGHT, FINE, let me just get this thing...

[He starts messing around with the equipment that Frank left, figuring out how that transporter works, and grumbling the whole time.]

Geez, get right back into town and the second you do it's just nag nag nag...

[He finally figures it out, and presses a large red button. At that moment, the dinosaur vanishes from the ship.]

THERE. Ya happy?

[fatedcircle]

Yes.

[itsjustthemads]

Fine, ya big babies!

[And then the dinosaur roars from the next room...oops, he'll need to take care of that...]

I'll um...I'll be riiiight back...

[He scrambles offscreen.]

[fatedcircle]

[Squall smiles to himself as Dr. F scurries offscreen, before heading on back to what he'd been doing before keeping an eye on the dinosaur.]

[phantasmgap]

You've simply uttered words of power almost on par with "What could possibly go wrong?". Just so you know.

I do believe this is the first time we've met, though. Mind explaining more than the others here can provide?

[itsjustthemads]

Oh, I don't anticipate any great difficulties! I'm a scientist, and irony is one of the scientist's tools of the trade!

You're trapped in space, forced to look at terrible stories so that you'll go nuts. That's...about the gist of it, really.

[phantasmgap]

Then you should know better than to keep poking the fires of karma, shouldn't you?

And I meant more along the lines of "what happened to the boundaries", really. I've little problem being without my powers, as long as being such doesn't impact the land those powers are in charge of protecting.

[Go nuts? Sounds fun.]

[itsjustthemads]

Luckily, I happen to have a fire extinguisher of karma! Somewhere around here, probably.

And now I haven't the foggiest what you're going on about.

[phantasmgap]

Fair enough; probably best not to concern myself over it.

A shame the others made you take away the dinosaur, that would've been good cooking.

[itsjustthemads]

Correct there!

I don't know about that. I'm going to guess it tastes like chicken, only stringy.

[phantasmgap]

Everything tasting like chicken is a symptom of poor imagination; I myself find that raptor tastes closer to ostrich.

[itsjustthemads]

Why would you want to eat an ostrich in the first place? It's all leg and neck!

[phantasmgap]

Precisely! The world's largest drumsticks.