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MST3K Fic: Invention Log #7823934
Title: Invention Log #7823934
Word Count: 308
Rating: PG
Summery: Joel Robinson, "Death Note-Board" 24 July 1990
Notes: I ♥ my low-budget MST3K. MST3K with a budget frightens me.
Invention Log #7823934
Video File: Joel Robinson, "Death Note-Board" 24 July 1990
"For this week's invention exchange sirs, I thought I'd make something that's a little practical." Joel said as he looked under the desk for his latest invention.
"Picture this." Crow started. "You're plunging to your horrible fiery death, and you've suddenly forgotten your carefully thought out last words!"
"But if you have our handy "Death Note-Board" you never have to worry about forgetting your dramatic death speech again!"
Joel comes back up with a clipboard. "And to demonstrate my invention, I've asked Gypsy to kill the engines."
"What?" Crow, Tom, and Magic Voice cried.
"Gyps?"
"Rodger!" Gypsy said, coming out into Cambot's field of vision. "Shutting off engines!" The Satellite started plunging to the Earth's surface, The wildly panned back and forth, as Cambot started to panic as well.
"But there's no silicon heaven!" Magic Voiced weeped.
"And the clip board sticks to the desk so if I forget my last piece of wisdom for the world, I can look down, or up in my case as the Satellite of Love seems to have inverted, and say my profound final words."
"Oh the humanity!" Crow said.
"Repent! The end is near!" Tom said.
"Gyps, you can brake us now!" trying to be heard over the other inhabitants screaming.
"What? I can rake us a cow?" Gypsy asked.
"I said, you can brake us now!"
"You want me to take your cowl?"
"I said, " Joel again tried yelling over the screaming 'bots, but then clamped his hands over Tom's and Crow's beaks. "You can stop us now!" and Gypsy was finally able to hear him, as Joel only had to compete with Magic Voice.
"Okay." The Satellite of Love came to a screeching halt, and the four of them were flung against the desk. "Uhm, what do you think, sirs?"
Attached Image: 13 April 1999 Tom Servo, Mike Nelson, Crow T. Robot with "Death Note-Board"
Word Count: 308
Rating: PG
Summery: Joel Robinson, "Death Note-Board" 24 July 1990
Notes: I ♥ my low-budget MST3K. MST3K with a budget frightens me.
Invention Log #7823934
Video File: Joel Robinson, "Death Note-Board" 24 July 1990
"For this week's invention exchange sirs, I thought I'd make something that's a little practical." Joel said as he looked under the desk for his latest invention.
"Picture this." Crow started. "You're plunging to your horrible fiery death, and you've suddenly forgotten your carefully thought out last words!"
"But if you have our handy "Death Note-Board" you never have to worry about forgetting your dramatic death speech again!"
Joel comes back up with a clipboard. "And to demonstrate my invention, I've asked Gypsy to kill the engines."
"What?" Crow, Tom, and Magic Voice cried.
"Gyps?"
"Rodger!" Gypsy said, coming out into Cambot's field of vision. "Shutting off engines!" The Satellite started plunging to the Earth's surface, The wildly panned back and forth, as Cambot started to panic as well.
"But there's no silicon heaven!" Magic Voiced weeped.
"And the clip board sticks to the desk so if I forget my last piece of wisdom for the world, I can look down, or up in my case as the Satellite of Love seems to have inverted, and say my profound final words."
"Oh the humanity!" Crow said.
"Repent! The end is near!" Tom said.
"Gyps, you can brake us now!" trying to be heard over the other inhabitants screaming.
"What? I can rake us a cow?" Gypsy asked.
"I said, you can brake us now!"
"You want me to take your cowl?"
"I said, " Joel again tried yelling over the screaming 'bots, but then clamped his hands over Tom's and Crow's beaks. "You can stop us now!" and Gypsy was finally able to hear him, as Joel only had to compete with Magic Voice.
"Okay." The Satellite of Love came to a screeching halt, and the four of them were flung against the desk. "Uhm, what do you think, sirs?"
Attached Image: 13 April 1999 Tom Servo, Mike Nelson, Crow T. Robot with "Death Note-Board"