That is unpossible.
I THINK THAT YOUR SHOELACE GOT CAUGHT IN THE FLUX CAPACITATOR
AN INTELLIGENT NON-SEQUITUR
WRITTEN FOR HIS MAJESTY, KING ROBERT MCXLIV, BY THE FINE PLAYWRIGHT KNOWN TO THE PUBLIC AS SIR TAFFY
IN THE YEAR 1337
CAST IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE-
Batman
Jack Thompson
The Queen Of England
An Angry Space Canadian (breifly)
A Bullet From A Sniper Rifle (breifly)
Ginormous Battlecruiser/Norad II
Reaverbob Swarmpants
Kanye West
The Cheif
Captain Canada
Leonard Nimoy
Blah Guy
INT. ARISTOCRATIC HOUSE ON MOON - NIGHT
THE EARTH is visible in the window. Distant police sirens can be heard from the flying squad cars. The house is extravagantly decorated, to the point of insanity. Lavish amounts of gold cover almost everything, except the fine crimson carpeting. It looks like it cost more money than the combined ransoms of all the world's leaders. Believe me, I've tried.
The door bursts open, revealing BATMAN and his sidekick, JACK THOMPSON.
THOMPSON
(zealous)
It is a fine day to die in a non-murder-provoking way!
BATMAN
Actually, it's nighttime...
THOMPSON
(still zealous)
I demand tribute! And roast orphans!
Suddenly, a gold-plated stained glass window shatters as THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND swings in from outside, brandishing a sawed-off shotgun.
THE QUEEN
Not so fast, Jackman! And... the other guy!
THOMPSON and BATMAN attempt to start a musical segment set to the song "That's Not My Name" by The Ting Tings, but are foiled when THE QUEEN pumps their phonograph full of buckshot.
THOMPSON
Hey! That was an heirloom!
BATMAN
Uh, when did you inherit a phonograph?
THOMPSON
No, it was someone else's heirloom. A poor homeless family, who I helped out. They gave me it.
BATMAN
Helped out?
THOMPSON
Well, I set fire to their hou-
THOMPSON is interrupted as AN ANGRY SPACE CANADIAN punches him in the nose from off-camera.
BATMAN
(snickering)
What was coming here supposed to accomplish, anyhow?
THOMPSON
Uh... well-
THOMPSON is again cut off as a sniper-rifle shot from a distant planet, WHITEFALL, severs both of his arms. No one questions the impossibilities of this, as it can happen in Fallout 3. Not counting the bullet-breaking-atmosphere-and-flying-all-the-way-to-the-moon, this is plausible somehow. I don't know how, so shut up.
Suddenly, the roof caves in as a MASSIVE OBJECT lands on the house from above.
ZOOM OUT TO:
EXT. CRUSHED MOON HOUSE - NIGHT
There is an enormous BATTLECRUISER on top of the lavish HOUSE. It is at least five times the size of said palace-esque house.
CUT TO:
INT. NORAD II COCKPIT - NIGHT
There are signs of a STRUGGLE. And, by signs of a struggle, I mean the entire room has been repainted... in 'Battlecruiser Pilot Entrails Red'. Human innards are STREWN EVERYWHERE. I mean, everywhere!
I will continue all-caps-ing meaningless words.
Pan to Pilot's chair. In the chair, we see Spongebob Squarepants... except now, he's a reaver... infested by the Zerg. His spongy flesh is grotesquely cut up in odd ways, he has poisonous spines jutting from his rectangular back, and his arms have been replaced with serrated meat hooks. Since Spongebob can regenerate lost limbs and reproduce asexually, this is what most scientists would call "very bad".
REAVERBOB SWARMPANTS
*guttural sounds*
Suddenly, KANYE WEST appears from a trapdoor, to prove how dangerous this new opponent is. He begins insulting REAVERBOB.
KANYE
You are unintelligent! And not very dashing! Also, you should have lost the game!
REAVERBOB snarls unintelligibly, and his eyes turn into rotary saws which skin KANYE by looking at him. No CGI is used for realism.
KANYE
Arghle you bastards ffhgfuj ruining my qweasdgsdlg career... redruuuum.
FADE TO:
INT. SUPERFRIENDS-ESQUE HEADQUARTERS - DAY
There is a large screen with an ambiguously authoritive looking man on it. He looks down on the national orginazation of Super People Who Know Each-other Kind Of.
CAPTAIN CANADA
Maple syrup, you say?
THE CHEIF GUY
No! Weren't you people listening? I NEED YOU TO PICK UP SOME GROCERIES.
CPT. CANADA
Eh?
CHEIF
AND WHERE THE H*LL IS EVERYONE ELSE
At that moment, LEONARD NIMOY beams in through a TRANSPORTER-y thing. He promptly begins to bubble like BOILING LIQUID, except, y'know,
human.
NIMOY
Blargh! Curses! Forgot the biofiltergadgetthing!
BLAH GUY
Blah.
In a strange twist, the explosion of BLAH GUY's head coming off was enough to cause the entire cave lair to collapse. NIMOY, now a sentient liquid, slithers upward through the debris.
TO BE CONTINUED?
Don't bother asking. There was no plot. THERE WAS NEVER A PLOT