Featuring Johnny Yong Tong Bong as Adom Gourmet Night presents... Power People Lost In Space "The Return of Adom" [Gastro Bigship, loaded in the docking bay. In the Mess Pit, Chris is sitting in the bean bag with a tiny computer, surfing the internet.] Chris: I don't understand why there aren't any Guy Inomnate shrines on the internet... Cassie: Maybe because no one notices you as a Ranger. Chris: How can that be? I've been here the longest! [Andros enters.] Andros: Who's been using the internet? My access to the Britain sattelites was cut off! I was just engrossed in a fascinating episode of Telebugs-- Ashley: Teletubbies? Andros: No! Telebugs are small automatons who save the entire british continent. [They all stare at him.] Andros: I mean-- Beta was watching it! Beta: You're not pinning this on me! Besides, I was finally catching up with my Red Dwarf reruns! Chris: Hey, I want the bootlegs of that. I haven't seen any episodes since season two! Cassie: What season is it now? Chris: Eight. Andros: Getting back to the point here... all our systems are taking over one another! I'm unplugging all the systems so we can easily wire them so we don't over-take one another! [Andros pulls the plug, and suddenly the entire ship is plunged into darkness.] (Carlos, one level up): Hey! Where's my porn?! --- [The Jerk Spot. The rangers all enter, gasping for breath.] Chris (weezing): Great GOING, Andros! Didn't you realize that LIFE SUPPORT was a vital system? Andros (gasping): Never felt it doing me a damn bit of good. Adelle: What... happened to you? Ashley: I dunno... Carlos: Um, we accidenlty sucked on an active exhaust pipe thinking it was a large straw. Chris: He... he... speaks for himself. Adelle: I sure hope so. What can I get you guys? TJ (choking): air!!! Adelle: Coming right up. (walks away, hoping to get away). [Suddenly, Johnny Yong Tong Bong enters the Jerk Spot. Strangely enough, he has no colour hue.] Adom: Hello? Wow, this place has changed. Chris: Adom? What are you doing here? I thought you were soiled out of existance with Cat, Tenya, Jostle and Kris. Andros: Care to explain what this is about? Chris: A weenie episode about a year ago. [The Rangers all arrive at their happy table, which strangely enough already has food on it. Adom sits with them.] Cassie: So, Adom, what is it that you do these days? Adom: Well, I'm celebrating my first birthday in a couple of days, and... [Adelle arrives.] Adelle: ... um... ...you do realize you're completely grey, right? Adom: And what's wrong with that? Adelle: Nothing. What can I get you guys? Chris: The usuals. Adom: I'll have a beer float. Adelle: A what? Adom: Say, where's Bernie? He knows what a Beer Float is. Ashley: Don't you mean Lieutenant Stone? Chris: Bernie got arrested for smuggling, Lieutenant Stone went insane and was put in the insane asylum after selling Adelle this place, which she turned into a nostalgia place. Cassie: A lot of stuff sure happens here. Chris: If you live here long enough to see it. --- [The Dorky Fortress. Inside a broom closet, the subvillains (all wearing the same tee-shirts) are holding a meeting. Hedgecliptor is at the podium.] Hedgecliptor: OK, this meeting of NO CRAP, the National Organized Comittee Rebelling against Astronemesis's Piece is now in order. Brother Aktroms, will you please read the agenda? Aktroms: Yes. Today we will be discussing how we can possibly go against the wig planet. Hedgecliptor (preacher voice): Puraise da lord! [There is a knock at the door.] (Astronemesis): What's going on in there? [The villains all rush to rid themselves of the tee-shirts and meeting thing.] Hedgecliptor: Nothing! (Astronemesis): I know you're in there! Aktroms: We know you're out there! (Astronemesis): 'We'? How many people are IN there? Hedgecliptor: Um, according to agenda... Aktroms: Thirty. (Astronemesis): 'Agenda'? 'THIRTY'!? Hedgcliptor: We'll be with you in a min-it! [They open the door.] Astronemesis: What's going on in there? Hedgecliptor: We're... um... Aktroms: Making signs. Astronemesis: 'NO CRAP'? That's right! Stick it to the man! Hedgcliptor: Um... YEAH! Astronemesis: OK, everybody out. [They all pile out, one by one. After a few minutes, the closet is emptied.] Astronemesis: Everyone. [A naked Pompom scurries out.] Astronemesis: Yeuch. Not something I wanted to see. Smelgar (coming to her side with a clipboard): OK, my queen, here are those extension reports you were asking for. Astronemesis: I didn't ask for any reports. Smelgar: I know, but they make me look busy and keep me off the streets so I do it anyway. Astronemesis: OK people, I need feedback. Aktroms, have you been able to get the diardium drill beavers out of here. Aktroms: Oh yeah, I put them on the tribble homeworld. You might not want to go there. Anyway, we had a... small problem, with the televiewer. [Aktroms wheels in a three-foot-tall stand on a TV out to her.] Astronemesis: Grr.. [Astronemesis bends over, giving the Pompoms behind her an excellent view of her toush, and looks through.] Astronemesis: So... [Astronemesis comes back up and notices they all have their hands over the bulges in their crotches.] Astronemesis: What's with them? Aktroms: If you have to ask, you'll never know. --- [The Jerk Spot.] Kenny: Hello everyone, so... oh, hi Adam. Adom: Adom. Kenny: Adom. So what'll it be today? Chris: Didn't we already order? Kenny: Drinks. Not food. Adom: I'll have the McMeatSlab supreme. Chris: Make that two. TJ: I don't care, just get me a lot of it. Ashley: The strawberry surprise. Chris: You... like surprises? Ashley: Do and die. [There is a zipping sound.] Chris: Damn. [They all move their seats back from him a bit.] TJ: So your birthday is coming up soon. Maybe we could hold you a party. Carlos: Eh, do we HAVE to? Chris: We barely know the guy. Cassie: He should be among friends. Ashley: In other words, NOT US. --- [Dorky Fortress.] Astronemesis: So... those Rangers are throwing their 'colour-impaired' friend a party, eh? Well, maybe we should send a monster down. Aktroms: Perhaps we should equip the Pompoms with automatic weapons. Astronemesis: I'm feeling festive today... do it. [In dramatic footage, squads of Pompoms with ammunition-slings and belts slide down the pole, grab their large weapons, and all stand in attention.] Hedgecliptor (dressed as a general): OK people! Tennnn-hut! [They all go into attention.] Hedgecliptor: You ARE the most pathetic group of little mangled rustbuckets I have EVER had the misfortune to command. Aktroms: These are the same Pompoms you command ALL the time. Hedgecliptor: Shut up! You're ruining the drama! Aktroms: Heaven knows we need that! --- Adom: I just want to thank you all for coming to my birthday. I didn't realize I had so many friends. Chris: You don't. Hulk: Yeah, we're just here for the free food. [Prof Incompitent is touching the cake on the side.] Dull: What are you doing to the cake? Prof Incompitent: Cake? Perhaps to the untrained eye! Adom: Well, what else could it be? Prof Incompitent: An eeevil alien! Adom: It is not! [Suddenly a squad of Pompoms dressed as Geurillas pop out of the cake and start blowing away people with their machine guns. Adom is hit.] Ashley: Adom! [Suddenly the cake turns into a huge, triangular monster.] Cakanator: Ha ha ha! (Continues to blast away) [Ashley moves over and holds Adom in her arms. Paint starts to bleed from his wound. Then suddenly the grey begins to pale away and turns into colour.] Adom: Hey! I'm alive. \ /| |\ < > = Jonothan Frakes: What really happened here? Could a man made only out of black paint really become a living person after being shot? And if this was the same Ditto Ranger that was created by the Stalemate, how come he wasn't destroyed with the others? Was this story really true, or have we simply painted up the truth with a mosiac of lies? \ /| |/ < > = Chris: What the hell was that? Adom: I dunno. But let's get those bastards! Cakanater: Growl! Adom: Paste Into Turkey! Adom: ! rewoP yekrT mrotS treseD [Adom has morphed into the Greyish (originally green) Turkey Ranger.] Adom: Hya! Andros: How did he do that? Chris: What do you expect? He did it before! Andros: Let's Run Away! Gastro Morpher: Nine One One. [The Rangers all morph and pose.] Cakanator: Eight Rangers? I don't like those odds. Aktroms: Let's improve those odds! [They all start fighting. Adom manages to beat up all the Pompoms easily.] Adom: Just like Flogs. --- [The Dorky Fortress.] Astronemesis: Let's bake that cake. Fire the Sillylasers! --- [The cakanator enlarges to giant size.] Cakanator: Ba ha ha ha ha!! Andros: That's going to need some big plastic forks. Adom: Alright! I need Turkey Zord Power Now! [Nothing happens.] Adom: What the? TJ: Oh yeah, about the zords... well, it's kind of a funny story. Andros: And you'll have plenty of time to tell him later. As for now, we need Gastro Melted Megazord power now! [The two ships fall into pieces and fuse together as one warrior again, then land in the city.] Cakanator: Make a wish! (shoots off several candle missles at the zord, causing deckplates to explode.) Carlos: We gotta do something! Cakanator: I'm about to put you on icing! [Cakanator shoots off frosting which covers the Megazord from head to foot and then begins to cause steam to rise.] Ashley: Ug. TJ: Ug. Chris: I'm activating the emergency deck-wipers. (presses a button) [Large windshield wipers appear from various parts of the zord and wipe the icing off.] Andros: I knew that stuff would have to come in handy one of these days. Chris: Andros, it's time to put this guy out of commission! Andros: Flying Megavoltron rip-off flying power punch! [The zord performs this maneuver but instead of blasting it, the warms sort of SINK into the Cakanator's body.] Rangers: Whoa! Andros: That doesn't happen. Often. Adom (entering from the rear): Guys, I've got an idea. Chris: Please spare us. Adom: Give me the controls. Andros: I'm not giving up my seat. I like it here. TJ: You gave it up for Ashley! Andros: That was different. Chris: Oh brother. [Adom soon manages to get in the main control seat and starts punching in buttons. The zord then pumps up it's boots by pressing on the two extension ports, then flies off into space.] Cakanatar: Come back here! [The Cakanator flies into the sky to follow, but it's so hot up there he begins to fall into small globs of icing and creams every car windshield in Angular Grove.] Andros: That was disgusting. Adom: I would have chosen a less taxing way to do it but I really wanted to leave a lasting impression on Angular Grove. Chris: Those people deserved it. --- [The Jerk Spot, later. Everyone in town has been issued a broom or mop and the area is being used as a meeting and organization area. The mayor is standing on the bar and addressing the people.] Mayor: OK people, we of the city of Angular Grove have a moral and important duty to perform. Hulk: In other words we're going to be scraping icing off the streets. People: Aw, oh come on, hah? Dull: Why should we bother? It'll probably go away in a few days' time. Mayor: OK. We'll wait. --- [Three days later.] Mayor: OK, I think we need to clean it up. Dull: Ehhh... --- [The Gastro Bigship. They are all standing in the Space Door chambre, wishing Adom goodbye. Adom is dressed in black, much like his former twin did.] Chris: Well Adom, we'll... miss ya, man. It was fun while it lasted. Andros: Personally, I didn't see the point of this entire thing. Adom: It's because people on the internet were demanding it. Chris: When? Adom: Back when we were filming this episode. Andros: Well Adom, the teleporter's all set to take you back to Stoned Canyon. Adom: I decided not to go there. I'm going to move to Seattle and join the Gourmet Night Offices as the running boy intern. Chris: Well at least he has something to look forward to. Andros: DECO. Beam him down. [Adom turns into a wave of sparks and teleports down in a flash of green.] TJ: I'll miss that guy. Chris: Really? Are you brain-damaged? TJ: What's that? Chris: There ya go. executive producers CHRIS NEUMANN JEAN-CHRISTOPHE KARIM [Gourmet Night Offices.] | Andros | Christopher Hkayman Islands Lee Neumann: Running Intern boy! Fetch me | my lunch. | TJ | Shellfish Ward [Adom rushes around and gets Neumann's | lunch.] | Chris | Guy Inomnate Neumann: THIS isn't my lunch! | | Carlos Arthur Beaversauce: He must meet the | Roger Tobasco ultimate sacrifice! | | Ashley Adom: Wut? | Tracy Lynt Crud | [In no time, Adom and Stinky Seawater | Cassie are in matching gladiator suits.] | Patricia Ya Man | P.A. Voice: MORTAL KOMBAT!!!!!! | Astronemesis ....... Melody Perkem | Anaconda ............ Bob Snakeman Beaversauce: You two interns are now | Hedgecliptor ......... Walter Lame locked into ckomabt. You must do battle | Aktroms ............ Waylon Bupkis until victory... or death!!! | Hulk .................. Paul Frier | Dull ................. Jason Marvy Adom: Why did I get this job? | Incompitent ......... Percy Weezer | Adelle ............... Nay Leslies | Kenny .................... Himself | DECO ..................... Herself | Mayor ................. Haim Saban | Guard ................. Shuki Levy | | Based on "Power Rangers In Space" | created by Saban. | | Protected under the fair-use | parody laws laid down by the first | amendment. | | (c) 1998 Gourmet Night | All rights reserved.