People talking about Nightmare Before Christmas in the rescript thread gave me this idea. Largo singing What's This? upon first discovering the world of Megatokyo. I was originally going to make it into a rescript, but then I realized it would take ages and probably not turn out that well anyway. I'm also thinking of doing a filk of This is Halloween as This is Tokyo.


What's this? What's this?
There's zombies everywhere.
What's this? What's this?
There's plasma in the air.
I can't believe my eyes,
I must be dreaming,
Wake up, man, this isn't fair.

What's this? What's this?
There's something very right,
What's this?
There are people in a fight.

What's this?
The streets are lined with
giant creatures smashing,
Everybody seems so hazy?
Is the author being lazy?
What's this?
What's this?

There are children learning English here,
but not that very well.
They're rebuilding the town,
And absolutely no one's swell.

There's bots on every corner,
Oh, I can't believe my eyes
And in my bones a feel a pain,
That's coming from inside.

Oh, look.
What's this?
They borrow rail cards, they hug
Why that looks mega lame. The worst!
They're gathering round to see an idol,
Roasting robots with a laser,
What's this?
What's this?

In here they have a cool thing. How sw33t!
And who would ever think,
And Why?

They're making theories all about it,
Could any of them be legit?
And there's angst in everyone,
So, now correct me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun
This looks like fun
Oh, could it be I got my wish?
What's this?

Oh my, what now?
The goth girl is asleep.
But why? There's nothing to explain.
No talks, no stories here to help us know just why,
or make some sense, only little cozy hints,
secure that no one gets them.

The monsters are all living,
And the nightmares can be found.
And in this place there seems to be
Bad feeling all around.

Instead of l4me, I swear
I can hear L33tness in the air,
The smell of bombs and flames
Is absolutely everywhere.

The sights, the sounds.
They're everywhere and all around
I've never felt so good before
This empty place inside of me is filling up,
I simply cannot get enough.

I want it, oh, I want it.
Oh, I want it for me own.
I've got to know
I've got to know
What is this place that I have found?
What is this?

Megatokyo, hmm...

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