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    An alternate ending to JP, where Hammond was left behind on the island while the others escape, was briefly considered by the producers but ultimately scrapped. (From: 'AlanGrantJr.')
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    Finale
    By hunter2.0

    Mr.Camel vs. Hunter
    The real Hunter was not on Earth, but in a space ship far away. He goes to Mr. Cs. Donut ship and begins firing his missiles. Mr.C dodges, and fires his sprinkles. They miss hunter as well. They continue firing until they are both out of missiles/sprinkles. They then start attacking with machine guns. Hunter, always had been trained to fire at the center of the target. So he did, and always shot through the center of the donut. As for Mr.C his aim just sucked.
    *slowmo*
    The Donut and Hunters space ship begin coming at each other head on, spiraling in place. They hit and damage each others ships badly.
    Jelly spills from Mr.Cs donut, and extremely SPIFFY futuristic fluids that are even more advanced than Halo stuff spills from hunters ship.
    “We’ve lost to much jelly, captain.” “Her tastiness level is dropping! She cant take much more!” said spino monkey in a fake Scottish voice. Suddenly, Scotty teleported on the donut and started beating him.
    “That is the fakest Scottish accent I’ve ever heard! And you must die for it!”
    Scottie sat on Spinomonkey and then teleported off.
    SpinoMonkey died from the blow in seconds.
    “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” said Mr.C
    “NOW YOU MUST DIE!”
    ”I DIDN’T KILL HIM!” Hunter said.
    “I DON’T CARE! I MUST HAVE REVENGE! AND YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE HERE! DIE!” said Mr.C
    The two teleported to a world, which by chance was filled with hordes of Aliens and Predators.
    “AVP! This is awesome!” said Hunter.
    The aliens and Predators begin closing in on the two.
    “NOT AWSOME! NOT AWSOME!
    Mr.C and Hunter vow to help each other until the Predators and Aliens where destroyed.
    Suddenly, Mr.C pulled of his pockets a crowbar, a crossbow, and a pistol out.
    Suddenly, Hunter pulled out of his pockets a tank, a Warthog, a Banshee, a ghost, a rocket launcher, grenades, plasma grenades, a shotgun, a machinegun, an assault rifle, a plasma rifle, a plasma pistol, and a Rubber Ducky.
    “How did you…”
    “I went to clown school.”
    “Oh, that explains a lot.”
    “Yep.”
    Hunter gets in his tank, while Mr. C battles with his crowbar. Mr.C gets tired after killing 20 predators and aliens, and has several cuts and scars.
    Hunter, inside his tank is concerned about a single hair that seems to be out of place.
    He pushes a button, which fires the main cannon, killing hordes of Aliens and Predators. He runs over many as well.
    “Hey, uh, would you mind sharing some of that stuff? Mr.C said, seeing all the stuff on the ground, not being used.
    “Oh, no. Master Chief sucks! All of his stuff isn’t needed!”
    ”PLEASE!”
    ”ADMIT THAT MASTER CHIEF IS BETTER!”
    “NEVER!”
    Suddenly hordes of Aliens and Predators rip apart all of his limbs and groins.
    “Did I say never, silly me, I meant, of course Master Chief is better. Hehheh. Friends?”
    Hunter gives Mr.C a medical pack, which gives him his arms, legs, and most importantly, groins back.
    “THANK GOD!”
    Suddenly, hordes of Aliens and Predators get on top of the tank, and the predators aim their guns at the full and fire, sending them flying from the blast. The tank is ripped open, exposing Hunter. The aliens and Predators begin climbing the tank.
    “HELP!”
    Mr.C gets in the Warthog, and drives over to the tank.
    “ADMIT GORDON IS BETTER!”
    ”YOURE IN A WARTHOG, WHICH IS ONE OF MASTER CHIEFS VEHICLES, ASKING ME TO SAY THAT GORDON IS BETTER?!”
    “Yep. Problem?”
    “YES!”
    Suddenly, the Aliens are inside.
    “NO,…I mean, uh.. damn it,… EQUALS!”
    “Works for me.”
    Mr.C Runs over the top of the tank sqashing aliens and predators.
    “THIS IS FUN!”
    “Told you.”
    Hunter gets in the back, and starts firing with the machine gun. He kepts firing and firing, and hordes of aliens and Predators bodies pile. Mr.C continues to run over Aliens and Predators.
    “Hey, does that thing ever run out?” asked Mr.C.
    “Nope.”
    “Why?”
    “BECAUSE IM SPIFFY!”
    Hunter grins with perfect white teeth that shines like the sun and with a chin cleft.
    “Fuck you.” Said Mr.C
    “ok.”
    Mr.C looked at Hunter with a weird look.
    “Just kidding.”
    Mr.C has a sigh of relief.
    “I’m homophobic. Although I have to admit my deepest darkest desi…never mind” said Mr.C.
    “Hey! How about some music! Mr. C began tuning the radio, and the words “kiss me baby one more time!” erupted from the stereo.
    Hunter grabed his ears, screaming “NOOOOOOOOO!”
    Hunter than threw up for five minutes straight. After, he turned the gun on Mr.C. Change it! NOW!”
    “But this music is so fun! TOTALLY!”
    “Last chance!” hunter said as he caucked the machine gun.
    “FINE! Here we go! Even better!”
    Suddenly, the words “and that makes you larger than life!”
    Erupted from the stereo. Hunter hit Mr.C.
    “SWITCH!”
    “ok. Fine.”
    “AH! Now this is music.”
    Suddenly the words “Buuuuaaah-ahh-ah! Ow!-Ow! Ow-Ow! Come on get up! Come on get down get down with the sickness!” eruptred from the stereo.
    “NOOOOOO! NON-GAY MUSIC!” screamed Mr.C
    “WAIT! EVEN BETER!” suddenly the word “Wishbone!” erupted from the stereo.
    Looking into the camera, hunter says,
    “FOR ALL OF YOU WISHBONE HATERS, FUCK YOURSELF!”
    (no offense to dan)
    http://boss.streamos.com/real/universalmotown/universal/dropbox/audio/full/01_wishboneFULL.ram
    (copy and paste. It wont take you from the fanfic. Play and then minimize and keep reading. Once stopped, play again as you wish.)
    Hunter continues driving over piles of Predators and Aliens. A Predator hits the car, flipping it.
    *Slowmo*
    The car in the air upside down, hunter drops a grenade. The car continues turning until right side up.
    BOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The grenade exploded behind them.
    The car landed squashing even more Aliens and Predators.
    “Keep gunnin!
    “Ill be back!” he said in a fake Schwarzenegger voice.
    Hunter climbs in the banshee and takes off.
    “WEEEEEEEEEE!”
    Hunter makes a huge climb and then makes a dive. He fires the railgun, sending dozens of Predators and Aliens into the air. As he waits for the railgun to reload, he fires the plasma lasers. It reloads and he fires again, sending more Predators and Aliens flying. A Predator aims and fires its laser, hiting the Banshee. The Banshee it extremely damaged, and Hunter begins diving it towards the aliens and predators attacking Mr.C and the Wart hog. He jumps out just in time.
    *ARIAL View*
    Hunter jumps up towards the direction of the camera, and the banshee hits the ground.
    BOOOOOOOMMMMM!!! The explosion reaches up towards Hunter, but it misses by inches. Hunter begins to fall towards the explosion, but it begins to disapate. By the time he reaches the ground, it is gone. The explosion had flipped the Warthog, but it was right side up again. More and more Predators came toward Mr.C, and he kept plowing them down. Hunter got out a shotgun, and started firing.
    “HEY! WHERES MY SLOW MO?!”
    “You don’t get one!” answered Hunter
    “WHY?”
    “BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT SPIFFY!!!!”
    “WHAT?”
    ”oh, fine.”
    (slowmo aerial(so Mr.C can be happy.)
    Suddenly, dozens of Predators and Aliens leapt up in the air and came down on Mr.C. Right before they landed on him, he jumped up in the air and landed right by the Warthog. He pulled out his crossbow and his pistol. He began firing them, and soon ran out. He pulled out his crowbar, and it extended three times its lengh.
    “HEY! HOWCOME YOU GET TO DO THAT!?” screamed Hunter.
    “BECAUSE IM SPIFFY!” Mr. C says perfect white teeth that shines like the sun and with a chin cleft.
    “NOOOOOO!” screamed Hunter.
    “Hey! This is my action sequence! Be quiet!”
    Mr.C began hitting Aliens and Predators with it, using swift and perfect moves and blocks. He kills Predator after Predator and Alien after Alien. He then slams the crowbar into the ground saying “YOU SHALL DIE!”
    “Isnt it You shall not pass?”
    “I never saw Lord of the Rings.”
    “WHAT????!!!”
    As the stick hit the ground, aliens and predators flew back. The ones that survived began coming at him again. He put his hands on his crowbar, and put himself parrell to the ground by kicking alien after alien and predator after predator in a circle. The aliens and predators then piled on top of him, and he exploded them off of him, making them go flying.
    Suddenly Michael Jackson appeared, and said “You are the one, Mr.C.”
    “Isn’t it SAMUEL L. Jackson?” asked Mr.C
    "No, idiot, its LAWRENCE FISHBURNE," said hunter, smaking him upside the head.
    “oh, yes, well hes indisposed right now. Im the sub.”
    “God, why me?” asked Mr.C
    “Because he hates you. And that you are not spiffy.
    Mr.C hit hunter with the crowbar. Then, he began beating Michael into a pulp with the wrench.
    “Ow! Im not a gay child molester! WOW! Nice abs!”
    Hunter then helped Mr.C hitting him into a pulp out of homophobia.
    “Well, someone was imitating someone from a certain series *coughNeocough*!”
    “Shut up! Neo is spiffy! That makes me spiffy!”
    “No, that makes you a poser.”
    Mr.C again hits hunter with the wrench.
    “OW! Crap! I mean, of course you are spiffy.”
    “Hey, what does Michael Jackson and Wal-Mart have in common?” asked Hunter.
    “What?”
    “Little boys pants half-off!’ hunter said laughing.
    “That’s…wrong.” Said Mr.C.
    “AND VERY FUNNY!” said Hunter.
    “True.” Said Mr.C
    “Then why are you not laughing?”
    Mr.C starts laughing, and hunter hits him in the side of the head.
    “Hey, where are the Predators and Aliens?” asked Mr.C.
    “Oh, theve been devouring Michel. They hate him as much as we do. Should we give them pity for it?”
    Hunter and Mr.C:NEAH!
    The aliens and predators, finishing their meal, begin encircling the two. The two get in the Warthog.
    Getting in the driver seat, Mr.C pulls out a capsule which says “JUST ADD WATER” and spits on it.
    POOF!
    “InstaSpinomonkey!” exclaimed Mr.C.
    “Who in their right mind would buy that?” asked hunter
    “ME!”
    “I SAY AGAIN, WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD BUY THAT?!” screamed hunter.
    “Never mind.” Said Mr.C.
    SpinoMonkey climbed into the gunner seat, and Hunter into the side seat. Mr. C began once again to run over Predators and Aliens, and SpinoMonkey began firing, and Hunter began sending Predators and Aliens into the air with his Rocket Launcher. After the ammo was out, he got out his assault rifle and pistol and began firing them. He went through a dozen weapons and eventually they were all out. “Alright. Im in the ghost.
    Hunter got out and got in the ghost running over several Aliens and Predators while firing the plasma lasers. The same Predator fired his gun again, and Hunter got off right before it exploded. Hunter went over to the Predator, and beat him with a stick he found on the ground. With his anger, he could kill anything with anything.
    “That was fun!” said hunter
    “Told you,” said Mr.C.
    “Will this Warthog ever explode?” asked Mr.C
    “Nope. Invincible.”
    Suddenly, a Predator used its laser thingy. Mr.C and SpinoMonkey jumped out right in time to see the Warthog explode.
    Hunter pulled one last thing, a bomber out of his pants.
    “Hop in!”
    Every one got in the bomber, and took off.
    “Bomb the place!” demanded Mr.C
    “No, that wouldn’t get em. This will do it!
    Hunter through the Rubber Ducky out of the window, and it fell through the sky
    The camera follows the rubber ducky falling, falling, the Earth getting nearer and nearer.
    Suddenly, the rubber ducky hit the ground.
    Squeakie!
    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    As the planet exploded.
    “I love rubber duckies! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” said SpinoMonkey. He then committed suiside.
    “NOW YOU MUST DIE! YOU MADE HIM KILL HIMSELF!”
    “IT’S A RUBBER DUCKY!” said Hunter.
    “SO?!”
    “ITS NOT ALIVE!” said Hunter.
    “MONSTER! Lets end this!” said Mr.C
    They teleported to a remote planet that was 2-d. They then transformed into stick figures, hunter a black one and Mr.C a purple one.
    They landed on a street corner, where an old Chinese man said now you must fight in mortal combat!
    “Bring it.” Said hunter motioning like neo with his hand.
    “POSER!”
    “No, Im just spiffy like him)
    End
    (Just kidding)
    http://www.mp3-find.com/mp3-Mortal_COmbat-Techno_Theme-12505.asp (copy and paste. right click on download now, go to open. You don’t download it, just hear it. pause. Press back to here. lihttp://www.stickpage.com/xiao5play.shtml copy and paste It will start the video. Press play and go in the video. the music will still play. The video will stop before music. If wanted, go back here for credits while still listening to music.
    Writer-Hunter and Mr.C
    Actors-Hunter Mr.C and SpinoMonkey.
    Audio and Visuals-hunter


    6/1/2004 5:51:17 PM
    (Updated: 6/1/2004 5:56:38 PM)
    (Updated: 6/1/2004 6:29:47 PM)

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