#dr Forrester

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Every January I reach the point where I've been watching a constant stream of MST3K episodes since Thanksgiving, so I just have to draw something. Dr. Forrester is fun since he has such a strong look, including a ponytail in the early seasons because mullets.

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omg the savings bond dr. forrester gave tv’s frank for christmas matures this year

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Practicing Traditional art👀

Have a Dr. F, since I’m proud of it and drew a decent human for once

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enjoy my appropriately well designed edit to celebrate this momentous occasion

[lexsiyette]

mOoooore mst3k headcanons

I feel like Dr. Forrester would try to present his next wild idea to TV's Frank but when the slides start going you hear him go "oh wait, that's my autism diagnosis, ignore that-"

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A small tierlist on who I’d trust to make dinner

[youdelight-itolerate]

I couldn't find this MST3K clip anywhere, and I NEED it when I'm feeling steady as a goat and flying over trout. And I hope it will show up in searches for the dozens of us, I'm sure, who search for it.

"He is really good!" "Good? He's the BEST!"

[kuro-anko]

joel doodles extravaganza

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Mystery monster theatre 3000: human nature part 2

(okay so the uploads aren’t going to be consistent but hey, here’s the other part that took a while, collab with @classicrocker2000 quick warning that there’s a bit of blood in it)

Crow was softly crying into Joel’s shoulder. Gripping his hands into Joel’s jumpsuit, this wasn’t fair at all! These thoughts were confusing him, was he a miracle of science or a monster? All these sensations overwhelming him, why did humans have to leak out of their eyes?

“Joel? What are all of these things that are happening to me? I don’t understand it at all.” Crow sobbed out. 

“It’s called being a human Crow. I may have programmed you to be human-like but never truly human until right now. In fact I didn’t even expect you to be so human-like.” Joel said, embracing Crow.  Tom swiveled into Crow’s room. He felt his hover mode activate again while the dreaded air gratings that lived in the SOL’s hallways were left behind. He started to float again, wearing a small gizmonic themed fanny pack that Joel got as a congratulations for joining the institute.

“Hey Crow, I just got a call from the mads that they’ve cooked something up to turn you back into a robot.”

“Really? Um sure, give me a few more hours. I think I kind of like this hug.” Crow said with some surprise. How could the mads even make something that could reverse his problem so fast? He guessed that was the beauty of deep 13 being so close to the Gizmonic institute, free resources and manpower.

Crow watched Tom hovered back out, he slowly got out of the hug and stared at his hands, considering he had hands now, if he had to do one thing before losing his human form what would he do?

Oh he knew! Sowing. Needle and thread sucked as a robot thanks to his stiff arms. Crow looked up at Joel for a moment.

“Hey Joel, can you bring me some needle and thread. I want to do some sowing.” Crow smiled.

“I’ll be right back soon.” Joel nodded before walking out of Crow’s room. Crow scrambled off of his bed and grabbed his chair, next to the chair was a table that was littered with many arts and crafts materials. Felt, wool, many different fabrics and leathers that were stolen from many shipments to the SOL. Crafting was a way for him to ignore the horrors of the movies he watched. Soothing and almost meditative for him so to say.

Crow heard a knock. He opened it to see a bat resting on the sewing kit. Crow gently scooped up the bat.

“Joel you don’t need to be bat. I mean…oh!” Crow laughed, scritching Joel's bat form’s head and carefully putting him back down. In a moment Joel stood there with a slight smile.

“I wanted to make sure you’re okay.” Joel said, rubbing the back of his neck. He handed the sewing kit over before walking away.

“I’m fine Joel, I really am fine.” Crow rolled his eyes, another thing he could do now that he was a human. Placing down the sewing kit on the table, Crow’s hands shook in excitement a little as he opened the kit and threaded the needle. He pricked his finger on the needle, watching red well on his finger. Blood. Huh, interesting. He better get to sowing then.

Two hours later at the front of the SOL, Crow took a deep breath. He showed himself to the others.

Crow looked at the hastily put together ray gun before motioning to Tom and Joel to look at the addition to the old jumpsuit.

Beneath the Robinson tag was a new tag, it was black with golden lettering that said T Robot. Unlike the writing on the Robinson tag, the T robot tag had a certain hand sown beauty to it.

“Crow, you’re not going to be human again.” Joel said, adjusting the ray gun a little.

“I know, but I wanted to make something to remind me of this. Well it’s been fun, make me a robot.” Crow smiled. He closed his eyes and waited for the moment.

There was a loud popping sound and a bright flash of light, the remnants of the rush job littering the floor.

Crow took a couple of deep wheezes, he was a robot again! Finally back to his sweet golden near indestructible body. He whooped in excitement and in a blink of an eye, he was human again.

Crow flinched, how did he become a human again?

“Hey what gives?” Crow said with a hmph. In another moment, he was back into his robotic form.

Tom gasped.

“What do you expect? This was made in hours, you can’t expect a quality invention from a rush job.”  Joel said bitterly, picking up some of the pieces.

Everyone on the bridge remained silent, an awkward feeling weighing heavy on them.

“Now that you’re back to somewhat normal, what do you say we celebrate this with a party? We’ve survived so many experiments after three years, nothing can stop us at all!” Tom with an ecstatic energy that felt infectious.

Joel sighed. Tom was right; despite the disaster that was this episode, it doesn’t change the fact that they survived, if they could survive a movie with one bot down, they could survive anything!

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Down in deep 13, in the deepest darkest parts of the film archives, Dr Forrester and TV’s Frank were cladded in hazmat suits.

The archives were deep dark and dank with several undiscovered species of mushrooms growing and glowing all over the place, water dripped from the ceiling and film reels were messily shelved in a hurry to keep the horrors in. The pair walked past such forbidden films that shouldn't be named.

“Are you sure you found the movie here?” Dr Forrester asked with some uncertainty.

“I actually found a bit of it in the toilet.” Frank retorted.

At the back of the archives lay one such group of reels, their horrifying contents kept under lock and key. The two men looked at each other and took out their Deep 13 master keys. They turned the keys and opened the viewing box. Wind from nowhere blew at the two and a sickly green glow bathed the room in its unholy light. 

The laughing started, echoing through the basement and climbing to a manic crescendo.

TV’s Frank carefully picked up the reels and looked at the title of such an accursed celluloid that would finally break Joel and the bots.

The Castle of Fu Manchu.

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(Likes and reblogs are appreciated!)

[bss-the-artist]

Mst3k Motivation!

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Some of my favorite MST3K quotes

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US? WE'RE EVIL. EVIL!

I've got Crow T. Robot eyes...

Now cut that out! Remember what I said about hat parties!

These two girls, they make quite a pair / They both come from your worst nightmare / They will haunt your soul forever / And now when you see pink / You're gonna think we're doomed.

"Tom, I don't get you." "Nobody does. I'm the wind, baby."

[shouting] Anyway, keep quiet about our secret plan!

How many times have you gone rooting through your junk drawer muttering to yourself, "Now where did I put that gun?"

MARINES! WE ARE LEAVING!

Forget it, soda jerk.

They rocked us like a hurricane, sir.

"She's my great-grandmother." "She's not that great..."

[optimstie]

Frank and Forrester enjoying an emotional moment from the end of MST3K vs. The Hellcats.

Awwwww... :)

They even push the button to roll the end credits together!

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Blueberry Pancakes 🥞

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[quotes-from-dreams]

TV's Frank: I've turned my husband into an ant! Sure, he'll die with the kids in the car, but he'll live!

Dr. Forrester: ...I'm blocked by a bee. An invisible, BURGLAR bee.

[jamieaiken919]

BROOKS AND DUNN

WHAT IS WYNONNA?