Macavity. My pet Macavity (see 'Cats'). A long-haired ginger cat with an ego the size of France.
Little Irish Dude (he doesn't have a name). A little Irish dude that just popped up out of nowhere. Obsessed with Celtic myth.
Megatron. A purple robot/dinosaur with roller skates on his feet. From the show Beast Wars (see 'My Fansites'). Leader of the Predacons and proud of it (yet another egomaniac). Whatever he says I'm not a Maximal!
Rumpuscat. My pet Rumpuscat (see 'Cats'). A gray, red-eyed cat with a big R on his chest. A Superman wannabe and obsessed with his knife.
Chuck. Just some random character that's a member of one of my RPG's. Not very smart, not very tall, but he sure is funny and cute. He wanted to be in my skit. I don't know why. He's just random like that.
Pierce and Harpo. A replica of Hawkeye doing an impression of Groucho Marx. Harpo just comes with the bit.
Here are all the skits that I've had on my site so far. I only have three here, as this site is four years old. When I update I still like to see what I used to have. This is also for your own entertainment and to see how my characters have developed over the skits. Enjoy!
(Feb '01 to Jan '02)
'Ello, all! Welcome to my site!
Hello.
Uh, don't mind him. That's just my pet Macavity talking.
That? Pet? I have a reptutation here.
Well, it's my site and I can say whatever I want.
Well, I'm here and I'm going to take over the world! Bwahahahaha---*CONK*
No, I'm taking over the world. It was my idea!
You?! You haven't even finished taking over the school yet!
I'M WOIKIN' ON IT!
Well, at least I still have the Jellicle Junkyard to take over.
I took over that, too.
WHAT?! How could you do that?!
I live there.
But I thought you were one of my henchcats. How could you live there?
I like to travel.
*mutters* Traitor.
Baby.
Girly traitor.
Hairy baby. Anyway, I have lots of stuff on my site. I've got a Cats page---
Woohoo!
A B-Machines/Wars page, a Greek myth page---
What do y'need Greece far, Maeve? Whatever happened to th' good ol' Irish?
Uh, you must be mistaken. Maeve is my old name.
O' carse not. Surely, y'remember the days when you couldn't get enough Ireland.
That was just a phase.
Soo, then Cats is a phase?
NO! NEVER! How dare you say that!
Please, Yvelle. I beg you to put an Irish myth page on your site.
Yvelle... I like the sound of that.
Duh. That's because it's your Cats name.
I knew that.
Dumbie.
Do you wanna get sent to the doghouse, mister?
You can't make me.
I'll Mistoffelees at you.
No! Anything but that!
Mistoffelees! Mistoffelees!
No! Noooooooooooooooooooo! I'm melting, I'm melting! *melts*
*leans over the melted Macavity* If we could tarn 'im into gold, we could be rich!
No one's turning me into gold.
Macavity I thought you were dead.
I'm a talking puddle of red.
Soon to be evaporated.
*gasp* Megatron!
You're afraid of that purple dinosaur?
Everyone should be...especially you, Catria.
Don't be stupid. I quit the Preds, remember?
Ahh, but you still have the heart of a Predacon, and I admire you for that.
You admire me? ...Kewl!
What about me?
I don't even know you. Would you like a career with the Predacons? We have an opening.
NO, DON'T! It's a trick! *sigh* Welcome to my site.
Hi! I'm BethieMunk. If you're not annoyed by me, raise your hand/paw/claw.
...*a tumbleweed passes by*
...Gee, you people are nice.
I ain't people.
Fine, you pathetic egomaniac felines are nice.
*beams*
I'm nice t' ya!
Yeah, before you found out she was a---
NO COMMENT!
*muttering*
Oh, I never thought she was anything bad. She's a lovely young girl! *bats eyelashes*
Don't even think about sucking up, Little Irish Guy. I'm not gonna put up a Celtic mythology site and that's that.
*starts having a tantrum*
*carries him away*
Aaaaahhhhhhh...silence.
Not on my watch!
AAAAAHHH!!! *falls off her chair* Rumpuscat! How'd you get here!
The same way you got here. Duh.
Er...um...everyone, this is my pet Rumpuscat, who is becoming as much of a spotlight hogger as Macavity.
And our owner.
Yes, and your owne---wait a---HEY!!!
Wuzn' me! *leaps off*
Anyway, yeah, I decided to put a different skit on this page, don't ask why. *glares* ...And this one hasn't turned out so well.
Your skits never turn out well. You should know that by now, Catria.
Again with the names thing?
I would much rather call you by your Beast name than you human name.
*snort* At least my human name isn't Megatron.
WHAT?!?!
Eek! *runs away*
*stands there a moment, then thoughtfully skates around in a circle* Hm...this is excellent, yeees. With her gone that means I have control over this page now. *smiles* By the "power" invested in me, I now proclaim this site mi---
MIIIIIIIIINE!!!
WHAT the...
No! No! Give it t' me!
SILENCE!!!!
*all fall silent*
We are now under the power of the Knife; my knife!
You're obsessed with that knife!
That's because it's my best friend. *cuddles it* Ooooowwwww!
*rofl*
*lol* Haven't you learned yet that you should never cuddle with the blade-end against your cheek?
Apparently he hasn't.
*marches up carrying a script* Alright. That's it! You're in violation of my site laws.
Which one?
The one...that says...I don't like you and you can't be on my site anymore.
I'll wage war on you, Maximal scum.
Yeah, yeah, we've all heard that speach before. *locks them out, leans back against the door, and sighs* Absolute silliness. Speaking of silliness, welcome to my site.
What's the point of these introductions? Nobody reads them anyway.
I do!
Yeah, but that's because you don't have a life.
Do too!...sometimes.
Face it. The only reason why you hang around here is because you're bored.
Do not!
Either tha' or 'e's being held captive.
Am not!
*points to shackle on Rumpuscat's hind foot*
*looks down, then pouts*
*points to shackle on Macavity's hind foot*
*looks down, then screams*
*points to ownership permit in hand*
*everyone looks up, then cries*
*points to Character Rights Movement rally outside*
*looks out, then laughs*
*stomps up behind her and grins evily*
*turns around, then runs away*
*all laugh deviously*
*silence*
*eyes dart from character to character* So...who's takin' control o' th' site now?
. . .
. . .
. . .
MIIINE!
NOT ON YOUR LIFE!!
I AM THE GREATER RULER OF US ALL!!!
I SAID IT FIRST!!
BEHOLD!
*everyone looks up*
*is standing on a table wearing a blue cape* I am the Great El Chuckio, your new master. I have made your previous owner my slave. Now bow before me lest I do the same to you.
Rumpuscat bows to NO ONE! *throws himself onto "El Chuckio", biting and kicking*
*everyone else joins in the fray, biting and kicking and screaming and kicking and biting and gnawing and hissing and biting and---*
OW!
*all stop*
*staring in disbelief at bloody arm* You ... BIT me....
We're sorry.
*still staring* I can't believe you ... BIT ME!
What are you doing out of your cage?
...Cage?
HE'S A FAKE!
GET 'IM!
*it starts again. kicking and screaming and gnawing and biting and hissing and---*
*---punching and dragging and bashing and sweating and locking them in the doghouse*
*whimper* Not again.
Yes. And you all can STAY in there until you learn to BEHAVE!
*casually walks out from behind doghouse, munching on an ice cream bar* Stay in where?
?!
I want wanna those!
*sigh* If one of you can escape then all of you can escape. *releases them*
YEA! *all run off to get some ice cream bars*
Well, I better say this now before something else bad happens. Welcome to my site.
*Character Rights Movement rally barges in* WADDA WE WANT?---MORE CHARACTERS!---HOW DO WE WAN'EM?---NOT TORTURED!---WADDA WE WANT?---
*screaming*