Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 1- He's "Missing" It had been several months since Laurence Erhardt had went "missing" from Deep 13. Dr. F was worried at first, but got over it. TV's Frank had taken over and was a lot better that Erhardt because he never talked back to him when he told him to file something. But he wasn't gone forever. In Deep 13 the night after Gamera vs. Guiron had been shown to Joel and the Bots, a shadowy figure was sneaking in the caverns, looking for something. While he was looking Dr. Forrester and TV's Frank were filing away the bad movies. They had them in two piles, bad and SHOW TO JOEL. "I don't k

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Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 1.5- Timmy That SOL instruction manual came in handy for Dr. Erhardt. He was able to see how Joel build the bots and was able to replicate one of them. Crow to be exact. “Okay, I shall call you The Indestructible Monster! Or T.I.M. For short!” Timmy rose and started to walk around. He turned to Erhardt. “Now, go Tim! And destroy the machine that projects the movies on the Satellite of Love” Timmy immediately walked out and his rocket boots activated. He flew through the atmosphere which caused his head to spark. Timmy remembered the orders he was given. “Now go Tim

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Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 2- Joel's Escape It was a nice day in Minnesota. Dr. Erhardt approached a man on the street wearing a green jumpsuit. The tag on the suit said Happy Temps. Under that it said M. Nelson. "Hey. Are you Mike Nelson?" Erhardt said. "Yeah... Who wants to know?" Mike said. "I do. You're about to go do a temp job for a Dr. Forrester right?" "Uh, yeah. He needs help with some sort of audit or something. He didn't really tell the agency that much." "Whatever, see this thing in my hand?" Erhardt said producing a flash drive in his hand. "A memory drive?" "Kind of. All you have to do is put this insid

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Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 3- Cut the Funding The year was 1996, Dr. Laurence Erhardt walked up to the offices of Comedy Central. He walked into the elevator and went straight to the top floor where the executive offices were. He walked straight into the main office. “Hey who the hell are you and what are you doing here?” the man at the desk said. “That's unimportant. What is important is you telling me if this channel funds a show called Mystery Science Theater.” Erhardt said. “Yeah, we air that show. Why is it your business?” “Because, I have a proposition for you.” “

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Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 4- The Better Scientist A bearded Dr. Erhardt walked through the remains of the Deep 13 laboratory. He was confused, very confused. “How did this happen?” he said. “The funding was supposed to be cut, and then I was going to gloat to Clay about how I was better than him!” Dr. Erhardt was supposed to have been there a a year ago. But he screwed up big time. When he got close to the Institute, they nabbed him and got him a year-long sentence in a minimum security prison for stealing equipment from Gizmonic Institute. When he got out, Deep 13 had been vacant since Forrester lef

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Dr. Erhardt's Revenge Chapter 5- The Return It was the year 1998. Dr. Laurence Erhardt was walking down a crowded street on a rainy day. He walked up to a house. There was a Volkswagen van sitting in front of the house. Erhardt stood on the porch, still unsure if he should be here. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He heard a woman screaming behind the door. “God dammit Clayton! Will you shut those damn experiments off? I'm trying to raise you right this time!” the woman screamed as she opened the door. “Oh hello, who might you be?” “Uh, hello Mrs. Forrester.” “How do