Article 23656 of alt.toys.transformers: Path: madeline.INS.CWRU.Edu!usenet.ins.cwru.edu!pravda.aa.msen.com!cssun.mathcs.emory.edu!swrinde!cs.utexas.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!news.cyberstore.ca!van-bc!news.rmii.com!newsjunkie.ans.net!newstf01.news.aol.com!newsbf02.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: thenixtr@aol.com (The Nixtr) Newsgroups: alt.toys.transformers Subject: FANFIC: Nightnerd, Part 3 Date: 17 Nov 1995 06:37:13 -0500 Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) Lines: 200 Sender: root@newsbf02.news.aol.com Message-ID: <48hs59$3jr@newsbf02.news.aol.com> Reply-To: thenixtr@aol.com (The Nixtr) NNTP-Posting-Host: newsbf02.mail.aol.com Part 3. Time passes. "You should of thought of this sooner, Ice Scream. This is much more effective then those hypno-chips." "You mean I should have thought of this sooner, Megaschlong." "What is this, an evil plan or a classroom?!" "Well," muttered Ice Scream, observing the convention, "what surprises me is how easy it was to attract everyone, and how they just want to help." The Atlantic City Convention Center boomed with activity. Though most of the attendees were Decepticrum fans, a few came only to take advantage of the free lodging at the Trump Regency. Hey, they're Decepticrums. It should be no surprise that they would resort to bribery. Still, the convention had mush to offer: A continuous replay of the scene in Deformers: The Movie where Floptimus Crime dies, a game of skill where prizes are awarded for smashing Autoblot action figures, A Karaoke room for singing Instruments of Destruction, an all-weekend Dancetron, photo shoots with Leonard Neeboy dressed as Galvashlong, raffles where the winner receives an all-expense paid two-week vacation to Club 'Con (excluding taxes), and a live performance by the Philadelphia-based punk band The Decepticons. Did I say it had mush to offer? Yes, there was a Decepticrum MUSH, an acronym for Multi-User Shared Hallucination. People generally agree the term is more accurate then Role-Playing Game. Basicly, it is a bunch of people who lose their personal identity to acquire that of a Decepticrum. In fact, one MUSH player got into an argument with Blitzkreig over who is the real Blitzkreig. The fued ended when Blitzkreig DEFORMED and the human couldn't. The humans enjoyed themselves. For the Decepticrums,though, the best was yet to come. Ice Scream, Thunder Grahamcracker, and Skywarped knew that the time would come soon enough, but until then they acted passively, waltzing around the convention floor, observing the humans, and seeing to it they are enjoying themselves. Occasionally the three Decepticrums would converge and talk amongst themselves. "I can't wait until we get to the good part," whispered Ice Scream. "You mean when the story gets funny?" asked Skywarped. Thunder Grahamcracker changed the subject. "I heard tat Pop Will Eat Itself was going to play for the convention, and he even had them booked, until he found out that the lyrics to one song went 'We dig Optimus Prime and not Galvatron.'" "Yeah," said Skywarped. I heard Megaschlong nearly blew his Intel poccessor." "I wish the story will quit panning out." Time passes. Megaschlong, overseeing the event, was satisfied that everyone was enjoying his or herself. His primary problem was trying not to step on his fans, who assembled at his feet and awed his presence. It would become worse, too, since he was ready to assemble all the attendees. "Atendees, assemble!" Within a few minutes, everyone gathered around Megaschlong. Everyone, that is, but the toy dealers, who had become perturbed that the Decepticrum had taken their sales away from them. "We now begin a new feature of the convention, one I'm sure all of you will be anxious to get involved in. This is the audience participation part, or, it would be if you were more an audience than a mob." "Will you get on with it?" whined a fan. "You test my patience, flesh creature." "And you test mine." "Very well. Now, I'm sure many of you, or those amongst yourselves who can write, have made Decepticrum fan fiction, or invented your own specs, or drawn your own Decepticrums. In any case, I'm sure you have Decepticrums of your own in your heads." "You mean Original Characters/ Non-Featured Characters." another fan cried out. "Uh, yeah. That. So anyway, now you actually get to build your own, and if I like it, or Ice Scream hates it, I will add it to my Decepticrum army!" Everyone cheered, unaware that they were only being used for Megaschlong's gain. "So, how do we make them?" "Megaschlong stretched out his hand to draw everyone's attention to three doors at his left. "You have three rooms of materials: Erector Sets, Capsella, and Legos. Take your pick." Hundreds of people crowded to be the first to get inside. Time passes. "Well, you sure messed that one up, Megaschlong," retorted Ice Scream. Eleven flesh creatures were asphyxiated in the crowd. I knew you shouldn't have made all the tickets to the room General Admission." "Shut up, Ice Scream," Megaschlong blatantly answered. "I knew you should have come to the Who concert with me in 1975. You would have learned something. But noooo!" "That's because I wasn't on Earth in 1975, and neither were you, you big mope!" "Yes you were. You were a Japanese Microman toy then." "Oh, yeah. I was. Uh, now where was I? Oh, yeah. Flesh creatures, stand in line with your Decepticrum creations." The Decepticrum fans line up, each with co own self-built Deformer. Megaschlong looked at the first person in line. "Give me your name and explain your Decepticrum to me." The first human stepped forward. "My name is Hex, and this is my Decepticrum, Cappy. Cappy's alternate mode is a the world's largest pog." With that his model DEFORMED into a metal pog, sporting the Decepticrum logo on one side. OH OH AH AH EE! "Hm," said Megaschlong, rubbing his chin as if he had a beard. "Interesting. What is his function?" "Autoblot annoyance." "I would have guessed. I shall add him to my army. Next!" A female human steps up to Megaschlong's foot. "I'm Suzanne Ferree." "Greetings, Suzanne. I trust you are the same Suzanne who sent Ice Scream a letter regarding this convention?" "Yes." "And, if my RAM memory serves me correctly, you are the one who compiles all Transformer fan fiction from the Internet, Yes?" "Yes." "So, what do you think of Nick Morency's Deformers? Do you think it's very funny? Do you think it's better than anything I've ever done? Do you think Nick is the world's foremost author?" "No." "Ah, show me your Decepticrum." "This is postal. He isn't too strong or smart, but he changes into a mailbox." As if it were a cue, Postal DEFORMED into a U.S. Mailbox. OH OH AH AH EE! "This, way," continued Suzanne, "If the Autoblots try to fight him, they can be arrested because it's a federal offense to tamper with a mailbox." "I like it. Thank you." Megaschlong carries Postal into his possession. Who is next?" "Hi. I'm Bob Buttinsky. I once worked for Hasbro writing biographies for the Transformer toys, and also wrote comic..." "Show me your Deformer or I'll squash you like some insignificant bug." "Hey, cool down!" Bob loosened his collar as he broke into a nervous sweat. "I was just getting to that. Beside me is Bombdropper. I built him as a Decepticrum scientist who will devise technologies to create new weapons." "So, what's he deform into?" "Nothing. He's an Action Master." "Next!" A slender woman, with an Albino Snake wrapped around her neck, approaches. "So, you must be Raksha," said Megaschlong. "We meet at last." "Yes. I've been a fan of yours for years." "So, didn't you build a Decepticrum for me?" "No, I didn't. But let me explain. I have my own proposal." "You have my interest. Go on." "Well, did you ever see the episode Enter the Nightnerd?" "See it? I was in it! I experienced it!" "Well, If you remember, Dr. Fujiyummi deactivates Nightnerd and she gives the impression that she will one day return. But she never does. Now, I'll be frank with you. I am a fan of Decepticrums, but Nightnerd is one of my favorite characters. I even wrote a story of my own about her. So instead of making my own character, I ask that you bring her back." "Now I like that idea. You think along the lines of a true Decepticrum." "Oh, yeah?" interjected Ice Scream. "Then how come no Decepticrum proposed we bring her back?" "Shut up, Ice Scream," replied Megaschlong, to avoid the fact that he had no answer for him. "Raksha, your thinking has just earned you a place in Decepticrum hierarchy." "Thanks." "So, Raksha, where is Nightnerd being stored?" 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