a new MST (warning contains extreme violence and brutality)

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Jeremy ran towards his sister and the two embraced. He was amazed at how
well she looked. She stood back and stared at the guns and knives he carried.

TK: Bet she

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Vegeta: so much for stealth

Mewtwo: The boy has a fight on his hands now.

"For shame, Jeremy, making your sister cwy like that! Don't you know it's
not nice to lie? Shame, shame, shame, naughty Jeremy!"

TK: He

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Baby Bop gave a shrill cry and staggered back. The knife had lodged deep
into her shoulder. She desperately tried to pull it out, screaming profanities
and inaudible curses. Jeremy leveled his pistol at her and fired.

Vegeta: If the censors heard that they would can that dinosaur faster than Kakarot can eat

Mewtwo: It is the shot heard round the world.

Biyomon: in this case it

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Fourth Chapter: Pendulum
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Vegeta: Must be the finale already

Mewtwo: Lets see if Jeremy can muster the strength to topple the evil one

Barney the Dinosaur appeared especially merry that evening, his dance
carried a heavier step and bounce than usual, and his singing more jubilant
than before. Were he to realize that Jeremy Phillips was back that night, he
may have been less exuberant. In fact, were he to know of the destruction of
his secret nursery, the mass extermination of the Loved One infants, and
especially the death of Baby Bop, Barney would not be happy at all. One would
suspect he could fly into a murderous rage, though the very thought seemed
absurd....

Vegeta: If he did the soccer moms would assault him viciously

Kari: Even though most of them are dead?

Mewtwo: Seems he has no knowledge the young protagonist murdered his partner in crime and his spawn

But for the moment, Barney reigned triumphant. Hundreds of children
danced in mindless abandon around the flanks of the fat purple reptile, while
the cloaked musicians huddled in the center of the cavern, playing flighty
melodies on rusted instruments. The whole scene was a chaotic sea of purple
and green, and the air resounded laughter and singing. Was anyone to venture
back out into the outer plaza above the cavern lair, they would be astounded to
see the former White House shrouded in flame and smoke.

Vegeta: Yup, and no fire trucks to put it out ether.

Mewtwo: And now the real bloodshed can begin

Meowth: *eats popcorn*

"Hey kids, isn't this some fun?" giggled Barney. "Playtime is always a
good time. It's like having a circus in your very own home!"

Vegeta: and who would want that? Certainly not me

TK: same here

Kari: Yeah

Acknowledging the cue, the Loved Ones in the band picked up their
instruments and began playing "A Circus In My Home", while Barney donned a
ringmaster's hat and coat. The children watched in amazement as the dinosaur
began juggling and singing of the wonders under the Big Top.

Mewtwo: Must we be agonized by this?

Gatomon; apparently so

Patamon: Lets hope this ends nice and quickly

Outside the cavern entrance, Jeremy Phillips rechecked the shotgun and
adjusted the sheath containing a serrated hunting knife. He pulled the ragged
purple and green cloak over his head and hands, then began making his way down
the stairwell. His pistol lay with Fran, who he had instructed to stay behind
outside the main plaza. While she did not care for the heavy firearm,
they both agreed she may need protection...

Vegeta: and lots of it.

Joey: Well the kid is armed to the teeth, but will he have enough ammo for all them guys?

Jeremy ran a few movie scenes through his head, movies that featured a
lone warrior against an overwhelming foe. He had particularly liked the Rambo
movies, though his mother lectured him heavily about the needlessness of
violence. His uncle showed him the entire series when he spent a weekend at
his apartment once. Jeremy knew he was nowhere close to Rambo, and he wondered
what the stoic war-veteran would've done against a fat purple dinosaur who
smiled a lot.

Vegeta: Rambo???? Rambo my eye! I rather see Mr.T take this guy on!

Mewtwo: You know the result by now, Mr.T would throw Barney helluva far

The cavern echoed with the chanting of children, and the torch-lit shadows
covered the walls with eerie figures and shapes. In the middle of this pranced
the Purple One himself; inciter of riots, killer of children, father of
monsters, maker of a world marked by terror and insanity.

Vegeta: And poison to all children

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Jeremy lost his self-assurance when he saw Fran making her way down the
stairwell. She was still clad in her purple and green pajamas, and had wrapped
herself in a Barney blanket. Jeremy could not believe it. Was she reverting
back to her unquestioning devotion to the Purple One? Hadn't she believed what
he had shown her in the cellar?

Vegeta: Seems his sister turned traitor on him

Mewtwo: betrayed by family

TK: anything we

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"You sniveling little brat-bastard! It's your fault! You came to rob me
of my precious children, and murdered my spawn! I'll kill you and your
slut-sister!"

Vegeta: She

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Epilogue

Vegeta: there is still some more left to this fan fiction?? I thought it was done?
Mewtwo: apparently yes
Vegeta: Oh for the love of

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*after the break*

Mewtwo: Seems we are stuck here

Vegeta: They never told me this was a double feature!

DAY OF THE BARNEY III: SPECTRE

Gatomon: Aww crud! A ghost dinosaur!

Biyomon: That

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Chapter One: Fossils
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Mewtwo: fossils?

Ash: Hey maybe one of them is an Omanyte?

Jeremy Phillips sat back in his chair, feet propped upon the table, his
eyes glued upon the news. On live TV police were busy lifting a colorful,
drenched, serpentine creature out of the river. Upon resting the body upon the
banks, one investigator lifted the creature's headpiece off, revealing the
bloated and pale young man inside.

Kari: Children

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Thorton Marshall was by definition, a fanatic. Not drugs, not cars, not
women, not even money. Though he was rich, he didn't exclaim his wealth upon
such material items or possessions. Rather, he was an eclectic gatherer of
forbidden objects, items that were banned or prohibited from cultured society.
When he had heard his two co-workers leave, he scampered down to the vaults,
where voice/retina access scanners opened up his private cache. He leeringly
fingered the contents inside, and pressed them tightly against his face and
body in the darkness of the deserted studio. He lit an antique torch and
locked the doors outside the vault. Again he cradled himself against the
vault's contents...

Vegeta: Which are?

Mewtwo: Possibly smut

*Milk and Tetsuko enter the theater*

Ash: Hey it