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Post by theamericanmarten on Nov 21, 2010 16:00:36 GMT -5
The following fic is about how Psycho grew golden antlers, silver wings, and a trail of colorful paint from his straightjacket, and was made king of Toontown. This is an idea I got from a Dinosaurs episode called "The Golden Child," but it has a little bit of my twists in it. Also, the paint thing is an idea I got from The Pagemaster.
PS: Toon Patrol (c) Touchstone/Disney Dinosaurs (c) Jim Henson Productions The Pagemaster (c) 20th Century Fox
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Post by Mellow on Nov 21, 2010 16:14:44 GMT -5
Coolio!! Can't wait!!
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Post by theamericanmarten on Nov 21, 2010 16:19:27 GMT -5
Thanks, girlfriend!
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Post by theamericanmarten on Nov 23, 2010 22:27:17 GMT -5
Chapter 1
It was a Sunday morning in Toontown, and Psycho was watching his favoirte kids' science show, "See Mr. Gizzard," a parody of Watch Mr. Wizard. "Hi, kids!" said Mr. Gizzard the chicken on TV. "Hi, Mr. Gizzard," said his young monkey assistant, Jimmy, "What are we going to learn today?" "Well, Jimmy," said Gizzard, "What do you suppose would happen if we mixed potassium nitrate, charcoal, and sulfur?" "Hmmm. Gee, Mr. Gizzard, I don't know." "We're gonna need another Jimmy!" said Psycho back outside the TV. Back on TV, Jimmy mixed the ingredients together, but nothing happened. "Gosh, Mr. Gizzard," he said, "Nothing's happening." "Well, Jimmy," said Mr. Gizzard, "Maybe we need some light on the subject." And Gizzard handed Jimmy a lighter. But when the lighter touched the ingredients, everything, including Jimmy, exploded. "Say it!" Psycho said. On TV, Mr. Gizzard said his catchphrase, "We're going to need another Jimmy!" "YYAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!" said Psycho, cheering back at the headquarters.
To be continued...
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Post by theamericanmarten on Dec 6, 2010 18:59:18 GMT -5
Chapter 2
"Did you finish your cereal?" Greasy asked Psycho. "No, I want juice," said Psycho. "No, first cereal and then juice," said Greasy. "No, first juice then cereal!" "Fine," Grease groaned. The black haired weasel opened the fridge where the moving hands of grouchy little fridge monsters were grumbling. "Whad'ya want?!?!" one of them asked. "Juice," said Greasy. A creature gave Greasy Psycho's orange juice sippy cup. "All right, amigos," Greasy said to Stupid and Wheezy, "I'm going downstairs to check on the laundry. Watch over Pscyho and make sure he eats his cereal." "All right," said Wheezy. "Duh, okay," said Stupid. But the two weasels decided to go watch TV instead.
To be continued...
PS: Those creatures in the fridge are from Dinosaurs, too.
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Post by The Forgoten One on Dec 13, 2010 8:53:42 GMT -5
cool
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Post by theamericanmarten on Dec 13, 2010 18:19:29 GMT -5
Thanks. Here's a karma.
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Post by The Forgoten One on Dec 15, 2010 22:47:52 GMT -5
thanks
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Post by theamericanmarten on Dec 17, 2010 17:51:29 GMT -5
Chapter 3
After Stupid and Wheezy left, Psycho was left alone in the kitchen. "Stupid, Wheezy!" he called out, "I'm all alone!" After Psycho looked around in case anyone else was coming, he smirked, laughed, and went over to the fridge. He opened the door, and the creature hands shouted, "What do you want?!?!?" "Ice cream!" said Psycho. The hands gave the weasel ice cream, then Psycho called out, "COOKIIEEESS!!" Then the hands gave him cookies, and he gobbled them all. Then Psycho wanted more. He asked for cake, pie, Milk Duds, Butterfingers, jellybeans, and finally, a lare pack of sugar. The hands put a funnel in Psycho's mouth and poured the sugar in until Psycho became all jittery.
To be continued...
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invaderfreak666
Recruit
"I've Relinquished control of my insanity"
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Post by invaderfreak666 on Dec 17, 2010 22:05:20 GMT -5
Ooooo i like it
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Post by Mellow on Dec 17, 2010 22:14:32 GMT -5
I can imagine psycho getting ALL that candy, Candy, CANDY!!!!!
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Post by theamericanmarten on Dec 17, 2010 22:51:35 GMT -5
Thanks, girls!!!
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Post by theamericanmarten on Dec 19, 2010 23:00:29 GMT -5
Chapter 4
After a while, Smart A** came down from upstairs to have his morning coffee. Wheezy and Stupid greeted him by saying, "Good morning, Boss." "Mornin'," guys," Smarty replied, "Whachya doin'?" "We're watching Psycho," said Wheezy. "That's good," said the boss. Smarty went into the kitchen. But he didn't notice all the scattered pieces of cookies, cake, candy, and sugar packs that Psycho had consumed earlier. As the head weasel yawned, Psycho was flying across the room screaming, "WWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "What was that?" Smarty asked himself.
To be continued...
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Post by Mellow on Dec 19, 2010 23:01:43 GMT -5
Haha, I just love that psychotic weasel!! You never know what he'll do next, will ya?!! Keep it up!!!
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Post by theamericanmarten on Jan 12, 2011 22:34:22 GMT -5
Chapter 5
Psycho eventually stopped flying around and crashed into a wall, but he was still a bit jittery. "I'm all jittereeeeeeeeee!!" He said to Smart A**. "Greasy!" Smarty called. "What, Boss?!?" Greasy answered, coming into the kitchen. "What happened to Psycho?" "How should I know?" Greasy said, "You're the boss, and Psycho is YOUR responsibility!" "I don't care!" shouted Smarty. "Well, I do!" Greasy yelled. Smarty walked out of the kitchen with a piece of a candywrapper stuck to his foot. "Gee, Psycho," said Greasy, "Da boss just needs ta spend more time wit' you!" "See my bumps?" Psycho asked, "And my wings and paint trail?" Greasy looked in both amazement and puzzlement...
To be continued...
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