The
Plot Machine, by Lady Dementia
This time Megs has gone insane!
Trying to get some kind of gain,
He stole the Maxis’ power main--
He wants it, you see, its power to drain
So he can make the Maxis’ bane--
But, oh! This time he used his brain:
He’s going to cause a stasis-pod rain!
Because he built a plot machine--
And that was evil, cruel, and mean--
But I must admit he used his bean
To make this plot-hole-making machine
And it really looks rather keen--
All shiny, new, spiffy, and clean--
And although the results are kind of lean
There ARE some falling pods on the screen!
Oh, look at Megs dance!
Look at Megs prance!
He looks like he’s got
Ants in his pants!
And all this
After only one glance
At the results
Of his chance!
And out he’ll send his minions--
After he rants...
They’re not all that happy;
They’re not all that glad,
But they’d rather get stasis pods
Than make ol’ Megs mad!
So down came the pods
And things got strange and bad;
The Preds should have left the plot machine
And stuck with what they had!
Oh, look at what’s
Come from the pod!
He’s kind of odd
‘Cause he’s got the bod
Of the Autobot Hot Rod--
And a cod!
C’mon, folks!
Let’s give a nod
To the new guy--
Todd?
This next pod
Takes the cake!
It’s crash-landed
In a lake!
And this newest ‘bot
Is quite the rake
As a duck--
It’s Jake the Drake!
Does he have
What it will take
To make the Maxis
Shake and quake?
No, he doesn’t;
He’s just a fake.
Po-Tay-To, Po-Taa-To
To-May-To, To-Maa-To
Megs took one look
And just said, "Noooo..."
To this new plant fuzor--
The color of Drain-O--
Who smiled and said that
Bingo was his name-o!
The pod stuck
In the tree trunk
Has produced a ‘bot
Who seems to be drunk!
He’s bright blue
And in a funk
He looks sort of like
A metallic punk
But he smells like
Rancid swamp gunk.
Look out, Maxis!
It’s The Skunk!
This new guy
Is all in black
But he’s got everything
In the sack
‘Cause he matches Rhinox
With his computer knack
And he must be on
The right track
He slapped ol’ Megs
Right on the back
And said,
"Hey! What’s up, mack?"
With his beast mode--
And he’s got quite the rack--
Introducing:
Gak the Yak!
The next one’s
Quite the odd-ball;
When they passed out beast modes
He got them all!
He talks real slow
And with a drawl
And if you say something mean
He’ll start to bawl.
But be assured
He heard the Pred Call
He’s out looking for
Maxis to maul
Everybody come meet
Animal!
These new recruits
Came in through the base door
And thought that Megs
Was such a bore
That he must be a Maxi--
They wanted to settle the score
And attacked with a roar
Sending Megs to the floor
And, well, now...they are no more
For ol’ Megs decided
They wouldn’t help him
Win the war
So he put the plot machine
Away in a drawer
For another time
When he’s not quite so sore...
And that’s the tale
Of the plot machine!
Meg’s evil invention
He made ‘cause he’s mean.
It helps authors write fanfics
That are really keen;
The best, worst, and strangest
You’ve ever seen!
It’s all the work
Of the plot machine--
Ol’ Meg’s evil invention--
The Plot Machine!