My Fanfic

[Wildling]

My Fanfic

 

Part 1 : Before The Beginning

 

It’s difficult to imagine, but some people think fanfics (and the writers of those fanfics) are pretty dumb.  I couldn’t disagree more.  I think taking a commercial property and adding my piece to the mythology is the highest form of flattery.  Seriously, who better to help guide the unofficial adventures of these characters than their biggest fans?

 

Anyway, I have been a fan of Jim And The Re-Forming Robots for quite some time now.  Almost 2 years in fact.  It all started when I was bored one day while taking a sick day from school.  I was surfing the channels and came across this cartoon that was really crappy, but awesome at the same time.  It had giant robots, snappy outfits, an insanely complex plot that I came in halfway through, but still found really neat (something to do with a bad guy coming back from the dead … or at least … they thought he was dead.  Turns out he was just resting or something).

 

So about six months ago, somebody at one of the internet fansites wrote a story about these characters.  And it wasn’t like a re-telling of the episode with the animation errors explained.  It was a COMPLETELY NEW STORY but WITH THE SAME CHARACTERS!!!  I just about died!!  I didn’t know we could do that!

 

So I started one.  But I had a few problems along the way.

 

Here’s the story … taken from my journals.

 

Part 2 : The Beginning

 

Remember the old poem from the days of pay toilets :

Here I sit, broken hearted

Paid a dime and only farted

 

Yeah, well, that has little to do with this story, except that I’m sitting in front of the computer and nothing is coming out.  I got Word open to a blank sheet, I got a few toys in front of me for inspiration, and some good mp3’s going in the background.  It should happen any time now.

 

Only … it isn’t.  What have I done wrong?  Is there some more preparation I should do?  Maybe a different toy display …

 

Part 3 : Still Beginning

 

Getting bored now.  No ideas are coming.  Just a blank sheet of computerized paper on my monitor and nothing written on it.

 

I’ll keep thinking.  It’s only been half an hour.  Maybe inspiration takes longer than this to happen. 

 

 

Part 4 : It Ain’t Happening Yet

 

I keep looking out the window at the people walking past.  I pity their lack of passion for a toy line and it’s associated cartoon.  The grown-up bastards.  In the words of Truck-Gar, leader of the Badguybots, “These humans, they have no metal in themâ€?.  Kinda deep huh?  I wish I could write like that …

 

Part 5 : Almost Got It

 

Nearly had an idea for a story there.  The idea was that Padlock and Sidestep were trapped in the past, through a bizarre series of space-time anomalies.  There, they would meet the first Re-Formers, discover the nature of the Re-Former universe, and inspire Insydahouse Pim to become the leader he would one day become. 

 

Great plot huh?  I thought so.  Then I remembered.  It was also the plot for episode 45 of season 2 of the original series. 

 

Dammit.

 

Part 6 : GRR

 

Getting annoyed now.  All the thoughts I have are taken by old episodes. 

 

Part 7 : Got It!

 

I got it!  The idea I’ve been waiting for has struck.  ‘scuse me for a moment, I gotta write this down …

 

Ok, so here it is :

 

Padlock goes deep into the heart of Robotron in search of a legendary warrior supposedly stuck in suspended animation at the planet’s core.  This warrior, if found, would turn the tide and make the heroic Motor-Robos successful in their mission to stop the Badguybots.  Unfortunately standing between Padlock and this warrior is a bunch of traps, ancient defense systems, and a squad of Badguybots lead by the wicked second-in-command, Thundersmacker. 

 

Sounds good huh?  I better get to work…

 

Part 8 : Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch …

 

Almost got it finished.  I just need to figure out what the legendary warrior’s name should be.  Should it be a character from one of the previous series, such as Ultra Mucus, Dinobart, or Super Fire Crotch Pim?  Or should it be a new character of my own creation? 

 

A tough call.  I decided to consult my online brethren.  I sent a message to Outhouse_Pim to ask his advice.  His response? 

 

Hey Bradlock,

 

i think u shud yuse SFCP cus he wuz the gratest of all the warriors in

        season3 of the thai shows he had the fire crotch blasts and totally

        kurbstomped Galvanizer into next thursday plus he looks cool even if

        his toy cudnt move its arms more than an inch

 

              -Outhouse_Pim

 

Made sense to me, so SFCP it is. 

 

Part 9 : Uh-Oh

 

I just realized a problem.  If this fanfic is going to be taken seriously at all it’s going to have to have a twist ending.  F*&k.

 

After consulting Outhouse again, I came up with one.  Or he did.  Whatever, I’m writing the stupid thing, so I’m taking credit for it.

 

Part 10 : Wanna Hear It?  Here It Goes …

 

Padlock’s Mission

By Bradlock (with help from Outhouse_Pim)

 

Chap 1 Mission Starts

 

Padlock left the meeting room with his mission card in his hand.  “I’m almost afraid to look at this,â€? he mumbled to himself.  “I’m sure it’s going to be something horribly dangerous and scary and I’m never going to survive.  Oh well, here goes,â€? he said as he inserted the card into his reader port.

 

Suddenly the mission outline, a bunch of maps and other background info were inserted into his memory core.  His feelings of fear quickly turned to a mixture of awe and a feeling that it was a hopeless quest. 

 

“Find Super Fire Crotch Pim?  He doesn’t even exist! How can I find a guy that never was and convince him to join our fight?â€?  Unfortunately for Padlock, that last sentence was said a bit loudly.  Cliffleaper overheard him and wandered over. 

 

“Hey Padlock, what’s up?  I heard you yelling,â€? Cliffleaper said.

 

“It’s my new assignment.  I have to find Super Fire Crotch Pim and convince him to join our team.â€?

 

“But he doesn’t exist … “

 

“I know.�

 

“So how … “

 

“I don’t know.�

 

“Did they give you a place to start?�

 

“Yeah, they did.â€?  Padlock activated his wrist-mounted holographic mapping system.  A new addition courtesy of the medic, Fixembot.  “According to the legends, Crotch Pim fell into a deep pit over near the old reactor cores.  That’s where the bosses suggest I start.â€?

 

Good luck with that,â€? said Cliffleaper.  “I wouldn’t want that mission.  I’m lucky. I get to lead the first wave of Operation : Expendable Soldiers.â€? 

 

“I wish I had your job,� muttered Padlock.

 

Chap 2 Into The Hole

 

Padlock found the area with no problems.  At least, no problems that a Maser Blaster and some aim couldn’t solve.  Finding the right hole WAS a problem though.  There were several.  The maps he was given weren’t very specific about what hole the mythical leader fell into, and none of Padlock’s gadgets could find any sign to indicate which hole to fall in.

 

After some careful consideration, he decided that he may as well pick a hole at random, since the guy he’s looking for isn’t down there anyway.  So he flung himself down the middle hole and hoped for someplace soft to land.

 

He didn’t hope hard enough.

 

 

The End.

 

Part 11 : Comments, Criticisms, Death Threats?

 

Well, that’s my fanfic.  I think it ended with a twist nobody saw coming.

[Hot Rod]

Truly an epic tale shadowing our own fears and post modern angst

[Lord Madhammer]

it awas good untril the enc and than he diedn ad thath was suicky

[Wildling]

Truly an epic tale shadowing our own fears and post modern angst

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That's what it was designed as.  There was also a hint of biting commentary on the military mindset as portrayed by Cliffleapers characterization.

 

it awas good untril the enc and than he diedn ad thath was suicky

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I know.  We all mourn the loss of Padlock  :tfsad

[That_Guy_that_used_to_post]

A dramatic tale of apocolyptic neo faschism in a desolate existence that mirrors our own....    Truly you have the soul of a poet.

[Cabal]

That is the most intelligent prose I have ever read. What do you intend to write next?

[Wildling]

:schin

 

Maybe a melancholy tale of a love not meant to be.  Or perhaps a morose tale of longing.  Or possibly the next installment of that quest thing at Illuminatus.

 

Who knows ...