G: Hello, everyone, I'm Gavin Martin, and Tom Servo would like to talk to us about our story today. Tom?
T: Thanks, Gav, see... I don't understand half of the descriptions here. When we're in the dark and I notice something utterly stupid, I start thinking about whether or not those things work in real life... Like... I had no idea a weapon maker existed!
G: Well, Tom, sorry to break it to you but... We just call them engineers.
T: Oh, was it another one of your delusional jobs so one of the main characters seem important?
G: Precisely. In fact, Striper the Cyborg was one of my favorite characters, so what did I make her?
C: A captian's guard! Ohhh!
T: Also, what's with the sentence about a face straightening into a battle face?
C: And why is "face" used so many times in it?
G: Well, it's quite simple, really. All Sythia did was glare at her, and have a villainous smirk.
G: Is that because she's the villain?
G: You got it, Gyps!
BEEP! BEEP!
G: OH WE GOT STORY SIGN!
T: But what about the nerdmaids? What about the NERDMAIDS?!
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the MST3K gang riffs on bad stories i made when i was like nine
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