"In the bustling city of Seattle City Opolis, there is a legend of a certain man..."
"...He exposes villains with his searchlights of justice, then seizes them with a hearty dose of syringe fluid..."
"...In a world full of super powered humans: Cs. One man..."
"...One unyielding stalwart of justice who can rise above them all and be the hero that everyone deserves..."
"...That man is..."
"...Horny MD!"
HORNY MD AND THE SUPER CS PART 1
Hole up guys, quick author's note. The first half of the story of HORNY MD! is fanservicy as all hell. Literally half of this is just jokes most people wont get (save for a few). If you're a ride or die and want to get the full experience, read it in full. If you wanna skip to the juicy fighty bits, go to part 2, there's a juicy recap thing there.
(FOR FANFICTION NET: I'll repeat this if you can't or didn't read the description, this parody is about my OCs over on the Infamous Amino. You probably don't know what I'm talking about, so here's the link to my page: . I'm not gonna preach about the Infamous Amino, but if you're a fan of Infamous, you'll fit right in with us. Come and join, make it a thing.)
(FOR AMINO: WERE ON FANFICTION NET BITCHES! I don't gotta worry about conforming to some stupid guidelines! I can say whatever the hell I want over here! FUCK YEAH! Okay okay, Jokes aside, don't worry. I'm not gonna abuse my lack of restraint. I'm only writing it here cuz Amino glitched my drafts and I don't wanna be censored. Horny MD will stand strong yet. Also, don't bully me over my profile picture and preference of anime. I'm a different man here sure, but I stand with my beliefs. You wanna fight the Horny MD? You can come and get him.)
A criminal through the halls of a blasted out bank, sirens and bank alarms blaring in the air. Dollars and coins flew out his large burlap sack as he ran, jumping over fallen office desks and swerving past opened deposit boxes in the path of the roof access door. Light showered his masked face as he pushed the door open. The endless expanse of the sunny morning sky was above his head. For a second its pure happiness made him regret his choice to become a criminal. Suddenly, the radiant sunlight and his wishful think were simultaneously stopped by a blinding impact of green to the face, knocking him on his ass. After a moments containing sticky goo, the criminal had a highly disgusting, but all things considered highly durable pair of handcuffs on his wrists.
"Villain! Consider yourself... cuffed!" The green gloved man said triumphantly as he picked up the man with two hands and stood up.
"Is that Horny MD!?"
"Yeah! I think that is him. It's Horny MD!"
Horny MD
The medical pride and joy of Seattle City Opolis! He will gladly save your life, but if you're female, it will come at a cost.
"Thanks Horny MD!"
"Oh its nothing! Now if you excuse me, Ill be leaving now! Goodbye!" Horny MD strutted out of her house with gusto and closed the door on his way out.
"HUH? WHERE THE HELL DID ALL MY UNDERWEAR GO!?" she screamed as Horny MD's footsteps amped up in speed.
Our hero stopped to pose for the fans his hungry fans, flexing and shining his glasses in sunlight. He continued this for a few moments until he heard the roof access of door open once again. Sensing a fight, he dropped the perp and got into a kung fu that he wished he knew was actually effective. Upon further inspection, it was revealed to just be his partner in heroism.
"Yo. It's me, Greasy Princess!"
Greasy Princess
A charming glutton at her core, and a picky one at that! Like her friend Horny MD, she fights for justice but at a cost to her recuees.
"Another civilian helped, now for the fridge!" She said as she dove for the large white square of beauty and sustenance, pulling the door open and scouring inside.
The man smiled. "Go ahead, its the least I can do for the hero who saved this neighborhood from crimin-"
Greasy Princess put her hand out to the man, stopping his words as she turned her head. Her face was shadowed in blackness and malice.
"Where's the gourmet? I can't find any in this fridge..."
She walked out of the man's residence minutes later. Every step she made unsettled the recently broken down foundation of the very house. As she took the final step off the property, the whole building collapsed.
"Damn house and its non gourmet food."
"So I see you got your guy. Good work Horny MD." The dark haired heroine said as she fidgeted with the ornament on her head band. A burger ornament on top of a Tiara. A Burger Tiara. The Burger Tiara.
He returned her complement with a friendly thumbs up. " Same to you Greasy Princess! But...where's your guy? We came looking to bag two men." Horny MD asked.
"Oh I let the Laser Twins take care of him."
Horny MD could've touched the sky with how high he jumped in the air in shock.
"The Laser Twins!? You let them take care of your guy!? They get enough publicity as it is! Think about how cool we would have looked if we had done it ourselves!"
Horny MD's words were drowned out by the sudden re roar of the crowd at the entrance of the bank. They both looked over the building to see it was the crowd that was focused on Horny MD moments ago. On top of that, police cars were lined up next to the crowd, taking away a criminal that had been restrained with bright, glowing handcuffs.
At the epicenter of it all, doing their signature poses for the noisy press cameras in front of them, was Laser Dancer and Laser Writer. The Laser Twins.
Laser Dancer and Laser Writer
(The Laser Twins)
The seemingly perfect superherione sisterhood! They are local celebrities at their local high school! As seamless as they act, Laser Writer seems to have a different persona entirely.
"Okay students, what's X equal in this question?" The teacher said as he pointed to the chalkboard in front of him. It read 5X2=17.
The Laser Twins spoke at the same time. " The answer is..." They giggled as they spoke unison. "X equals 3" The class erupted in applause and congratulation. All the noise even brought more students from other classes to applaud. Most of the student also had sore hands from clapping too much, this kind of thing happened pretty often. The Twins ceased their moment and shot their signature pose on top of their desks. Glass shattered as paparazzi and broke in through the windows.
"This really hurts my eyes..." Laser Writer said as she endured the flashes.
"Mine too" Laser Dancer agreed.
Greasy Princess picked up the criminal Horny MD had dropped moments ago, and jumped off the bank roof, the titular pervert superhero following her. Moving through the crowd of people, they reached the The Laser Twins.
"Hey look Laser Dancer! Its Greasy!" One of the Twins said to her sister, who stopped posing for the paparazzi to look at what her sister was talking about.
"Hey GP!" Laser Dancer finally noticed her. Once Greasy Princess had handed her criminal to the police, they traded hellos. Horny MD stayed out of it, he didn't know anything about them besides their names and powers, much less personality.
Laser Writer, the other sister, raised a brow at her gourmet loving friend. "If you wanted us to deal with the other guy, then how did you end up getting that one anyway?" She asked her.
Greasy Princess pointed behind herself with her thumb. "Oh that guy? Horny MD got that one, I was just being the pack mule. He's a bit of a shut in if you haven't figured it out already."
In an instant, the horniest of all MDs fell to his knees as he heard those words. His world turned black as words of dread began to fly everywhere, taunting him as he descended to madness.
'Shut in? Nononono, I'm not a shut in. Shut In? Me? No. Couldn't be me. I do cool Super C stuff all the time! I,I,I save people on the daily. Yeah, not me. Couldn't be me.' Horny MD came to terms with his inner turmoil in his head. He stood up to face the cold, unforgiving Super C world of Seattle City Opolis. Nothing can hurt Horny MD now.
"He's also a pervert too!" Greasy Princess grinned as her and the Laser Twins heard a thump behind them. They looked to see who it was. It was none other than Horny MD. He had fallen on his back upon hearing a certain "P" word.
"What's up with him?" Laser Dancer asked.
Greasy Princess waved him off. "He always does that when he hears the word "pervert". What does he expect people to think? His name is literally Horny MD." She said as the sisters giggled. It was pretty funny.
MD snapped at her like a roach. "I was born with this name! Don't make fun of my heritage!"
"Are you gonna be okay?" Laser Writer said to Horny MD, who was currently writhing and squirming in despair.
He silently pleaded, "Help me up, please..." As she picked him up he jumped to his feet energetically like he had been reborn. This was a new person they were all looking at now. Horny MD could probably battle The Three Cs now and walk away without a scratch, he was anew.
Or maybe it just had something to do with Laser Writer's gender? That's a thing too.
"Thanks, Laser Dancer?" His thankful comment turned to less than confident in a matter of seconds.
"Nope. that's me. You're talking to Laser Writer" Laser Dancer piped up as she pointed to herself, emphasizing her point.
"Well, thank you both then" He corrected, the Laser Twins nodding thanks in response.
A Seattle City Opolis tumbleweed passed through the surprisingly dormant crowd of fans. It seemed that everything had stopped after the 4 Super C's ended their conversation. Even the police cars drove away.
"So yeah, we gotta go back to school now. Catch you two on the flip side." Laser Writer said as she pulled her sister away with her.
Greasy Princess waved. "See you guys!"
The crowd abruptly broke their silence and scrambled away like bulls. As the Super C quartet looked around to see the source of the distress, it came barreling towards them.
"EVERYBODY OUT OF THE WAY!" Greasy Princess yelled as she did as she advised. Horny MD followed her example as he did the same. Lastly, the Laser Twins Neon Dashed out the way.
The large speeding object screeched as it slowed down, not caring about hitting VERY important Super Cs, but a stop sign was just too much apparently. It was a vehicle, similar to a Humvee, only smaller. It was heavily armored for vehicle for a new company's means of transportation, evident by logo on the side.
Suddenly a voice screeched throughout the newly silent atmosphere, breaking said silence. "Waaaaake up Super Cs! The news is here!" There it was again. It was overly feminine and squeaky. Like boots on a wet white tile floor.
Laser Dancer rose to her feet slowly. "Is that supposed to be a new truck?"
"A news truck!?" Horny MD exclaimed excitedly. 'Fame is on the horizon! I can just feel it!' He fantasized.
Laser Writer got up after him "I think that's where the voice is coming from..."
"Right you are! I'm here for to give you all a special ultimatum~!" A voice confirmed its existence on the inside of the 'news truck'. After a few moments of unlocking locks, our mysterious character came out to face them.
"My name is Aivel Thill! News Intern for the Seattle City Opolis Commission of Universal Publicity! The N.I.S.C.O.C.U.P!" Every step she took held a level a high degree of joyousness and energy. Aivel was no taller than Laser Dancer in height. She had long and well groomed dark brown hair that went well with her bright blue eyes an fair skin. She wore a simple long sleeved shirt with a badge that bared the logo of her news company, that badge in particular's most defining feature being a parrot in the middle of it. Over that she had a equally simple pair of suspenders and a skirt, both dark in color. "But just for saving you of the threat of being tongue twisted, just call it the S.C.O.C.U.P will you?"
Horny MD scratched his head. "Wait ultimatum? You mean we-"
"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN YOU NEARLY KILLED US!" Rising last was Greasy Princess who fumed at the Aivel.
Aivel smiled, ignoring Horny MD. "Doesn't matter! Also, aren't you all Super Cs? My new truck should have been easy to dodge!" She threw her hands up dramatically.
Horny MD fixed his glasses as he got up to his feet. "She does have a point. Its not like getting hit by a new truck wouldn't have killed any of us. We are Super Cs."
He received a grunt from his gourmet loving confidant. "Whatever. Just tell us what you want from us shitty lady..." Greasy Princess said impatiently.
Aivel's smile grew larger "Oh, Oh, Oh! I'm sooo glad you brought that back up~! I think I'm really gonna like you Greasy Princess!" Our glutton hero's "not happy levels" were reaching a breaking point as she scoffed in response. "At any rate, listen up. The S.C.O.C.U.P has asked me to ask you if you want to be the stars of our company event tonight! The beautiful lady I see everyday in the mirror will be hosting it of course. Think of it as a live interview, all you'll be doing is answering questions. You Super Cs just gotta show your faces at 10 PM sharp" Aivel's face shined at bit at this last part. "So tell me: Do you lovely Super Cs wanna join me tonight?" She asked them.
After a few moments of long and hard thinking in an inner debate, Greasy Princess spoke up.
Scratch that, it was actually instantaneous. Messages travel from her brain to her mouth quite fast apparently.
"Hell no!"Greasy Princess said before Horny MD covered her mouth.
Our hero smiled as hard and as wide as he could to his fellow Super Cs and Aivel. "Can we get a moment?" Horny MD asked. Aivel nodded. He turned around to the woman he had just silenced. "What in McGrath's name do you think your doing?!"
Seeing as though she could not express emotion with her mouth, Greasy Princess chose to express her anger with her eyebrows and eyes, they furrowed angrily. "You heard me, I don't wanna do this shit. This "news intern" screams bullshit to me. She could be up to no good." She muffled through Horny MD's elastic gloves.
"Well while your waiting on them to answer, I would like to say that we would love to be on your show!" Laser Dancer said smiling.
Laser Writer slapped her arm. 'Hey! Don't answer for me!" She yelled making her sister laugh.
"Lighten up Laser Writer, I was just joking! Is somebody triggered?" Laser Dancer made a coy catlike face to further her point.
"Am not!" Her sister responded.
Horny MD and Greasy Princess stopped their fighting to look at the twin sisters in their natural habitat. 'Triggered?' The two bit Super Cs mentally scratched their heads in unison. Damn teens.
"Great! Those two are on board! How about you two?" Aivel asked Horny MD and Greasy Princess. They resumed their fighting.
"See!? They're coming too. Now you have to come!" Horny MD pleaded.
"What does that have to do with anything?!" Greasy Princess responded, still silenced by Horny MD.
Horny MD frowned. "It doesn't have anything to do with anything." Horny Md confessed. Evident by her facial expression, he definitely wasn't convincing her. "Buuuuut..." He trailed. "If you think this civilian Aivel is so dangerous wouldn't you want to keep an eye on her? That way if she pulls something, you can be there to stop her." he wiped his brow so hard after that clean asspull. What a great cover up if he says so himself.
"Fine, but get your glove off my mouth. It smells like sulfur." She complained as Horny MD removed his glove.
"Do we finally have an answer?' Aivel questioned as she leaned closer to the pair, she cuffed her hands as if she was holding a microphone.
"Yes. Me and Greasy Princess will be in attendance tonight." Horny MD said as he fidgeted with his shades so that the shone. This is a thing he likes to do a lot. you'll figure it out later.
Upon hearing this Aivel's face lit up. "That's grrrrrrrrrea- absolutely fabulous!~" she exclaimed as she jumped back into her "new truck", much to the other Super Cs surprise. "Well I guessssss, I'll be seeing all of your beautiful faces again at 10 PM tonight~!" She closed the door before her eyes lit up again. "Oh wait! I forgot to say!" She pointed in front of her. The Super Cs turned their heads to see a specific golden statue."Our show will be live at the Statue of the Legendary C Delsin Rowe! RIGHT NEXT TO TOWN HALL!" She drove away, kicking up as much dirt and residue possible on a concrete sidewalk.
Laser Dancer turned ecstatic. "I've always wanted to get a closer look at the Delsin Rowe Statue! This is gonna be so lit!" She squealed as her sister joined in for a silly and most likely trendy dance move.
Greasy Princess sighed. "Whelp, they're in that mood again. Let's get outta here." She dragged Horny MD by his coat away from the Laser Twins. They were cool but god damn did she not understand them sometimes.
MD tugged on his confidant's main article of clothing, a tan colored dress that ended in 2 drapes. "Greasy Princess, what does "lit" mean?"
Greasy Princess sighed. "I wish I knew Horny MD..."
The shining on Delsin Rowe's statue illuminated the night in its golden radiance. This had been one of the days the statue had been displayed for the public to see, mostly due to the S.C.O.C.U.P's meddling. They probably pulled a few strings.
Greasy Princess' eyes flared with glorious indulgence as soon as she took the first bite into her frozen yogurt. In all fairness, calling what she was eating a "frozen yogurt" would truly put it to shame. It was a masterpiece of a dish. An all gourmet base of frozen yogurt, lavished in with rich almonds and a variety of other nuts. Swirling around the entirety of it was a gourmet dark chocolate strips forming a ring similar to the ones surrounding Saturn in size and purity. Strawberry slices followed in the vein of the chocolate, scattered around the beautiful and lush example of dairy perfection. As she took another bite the same feeling of ecstasy flowed through her body, nothing could top what Greasy Princess had just ingested. She had a feeling that the S.C.O.C.U.P was not to be trusted but she couldn't help but enjoy this amazing gift from the Taste Gods. Delsin Rowe himself must have blessed her with this amazing meal. Strawberries grew on her cheeks when she though about that, he must have known only a Super C like her could enjoy something like this. What a glorious it is in her gourmet loving history...
"WOULD YOU FINISH THAT ALREADY WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR 10 MINUTES!" the Laser Twins and Horny MD raged at the dining Super C, breaking her from her foodgasm. It was true, the 4 had been invited to the V.I.P mess hall tent that had been setup for them before the show. The first three had finished their frozen treats early, and and been waited for her to finish. Though none of their fans would know this, the tent had thick flaps on all sides, preventing greedy onlookers from getting a peek.
"Wait, huh?" She asked the trinity. Her hair was a furrowed mess, covering the majority of her face. Pushing away the strands of hair revealed her eyes were widened, as if she had drank 30 cups of cappuccino coffee. The strawberries on her cheeks had apparently smashed up into a red glaze that she wiped away as she looked at her colleagues, retaining only a smile. A memoir of her time in the Gourmet World, and perhaps another world as well. "O...Okay. Fine whatever, I'll just leave it here for later." Mumbling to herself, she hastily stood up and followed the rest of the Super Cs out of the tent.
As walked out of the tent, the roaring fans around it reignited in excitement. If the big white lights decorating the attraction wasn't enough, bright white flashes illuminated the faces of the 4 Super Cs. If it wasn't for the large grey metal barriers that held the fans back, the Laser Twins might have lost a majority of their hair to the grubby hands of their especially creepy fans. Though losing their material possessions was a constant possibility in their careers, fans are fans, and they eat shit up. The 4 Super Cs pulled out their secret weapons. THE POSES.
First was Horny MD. He went with his complex routine of using his glasses to reflex the light the flashes directed at him, which sadly enough was nothing compared to the attention that the Laser Twins were getting.
Greasy Princess had a bigger crowd at Horny MD. She showed off her flexibility by doing a routine of epic proportions. She brought her leg all the way up to her face, close enough to touch her nose with her foot. With that same foot she removed her head piece with it, and spun it around on her big toe. After a few moments she threw it back onto her head.
Last came The Laser Twins. Amassing the largest crowd in total, despite the fact their routine was the least spectacular. Just a simple formation of girly and feminine poses.
Once their eyes had comically enough, turned red (excluding Horny MD due to his glasses), they walked in to the dressing room, which happened to be a haphazardly placed booth right near the stair wall leading to the stage. Inside was Aivel, who was occupying one of the chairs getting her makeup done. They had good timing too, the moment they got in she jumped out of her chair with a dramatic landing. Her eye turned to stars as she looked at the Super Cs.
"Oh. My gosh, you all look amazing~!" Aivel swooned as she did a dance around the Super Cs who had also changed for the occasion.
Horny MD smiled. "Well, I do look pretty sumptuous in a tux, don't I?" He donned a very dapper pearly white tuxedo with a rose in one of its front pockets. His usually unruly mop of hair had been neatly combed and conditioned. An snack overall.
Laser Writer smiled as well. "I picked out Greasy and Laser Dancer's outfits myself! How do they look?" She asked Aivel.
"They look great! Lolita fashion works so great on them!" She enthusiastically humored Laser Writer as the titular dress bearing women shuffled along. Or maybe "curse bearing women" would be a better description.
"I'm too old to be wearing something like this..." Greasy Princess said as she wiped her face, only to realize that her makeup and blush was just as thick and annoying as her large puffy white and peach colored dress.
Laser Dancer agreed. "We look like a bunch of Disney Princesses..." Makeup and blush polluted the air with its thick haze as she moved, her equally puffy pink dress bobbed and spun as well.
Horny MD scratched his nose as his face reddened, looks like he snuck some of Greasy Princess' strawberries from earlier. Nobody could call him out for his thievery though his overly large glasses weren't their just to look cool and protect him from the press. But back to the girls. Despite Laser Writer's shit taste in clothing, her sister and Greasy Princess looked pretty good.
'I'm not sure about Laser Dancer though. How old was she anyway? Well, she's in high school, which could mean she 18...or 14. Eeee, I don't like those odds.' Horny MD thought over and over in is head. He'd have to think that over later.
Too late, Laser Writer spun her way over to Horny MD and grabbed him by his shoulders, spinning him around to her direction. "How does mine looked Horny MD?!" She had a large dress on as well, hers was complete with a bunch of purple colors all varying in shades and tones. A absolute mess on paper, but she pulled it off too well.
Now listen viewers: our hero is perfectly suited to handle situations like these, you know, when a woman wants attention and asks a man about their clothing? But not when he is already unsure of what the girl's actual age is and has recently contemplated that anomaly. In situations like these, one answer will make the girl happy, and the other will have you rotting in a jail cell with a criminal record more butt-hurt than you will be after you've done your time.
Sweat dripped off of Horny MD's face as she waited for his answer. "Uh..." was all he could get out before he began to choke on his words. One wrong move and its game over. "Y-Y-You...look..." Horny MD could've have been mistaken as a fountain conduit if anyone could have seen him right now. "Look fine! Right! Those are the words! Fine, yup just fine. Fine." He might have put too much emphasis on that last "fine". After all, any word can sound bad if the delivery is weird.
Suddenly, Aivel aggressively clapped her hands, gathering the attention of the super-powered group. "Alright guys, are you ready? Time's a wastin'!" They all nodded. Aivel led the way from out the dressing room and up the stairs.
The crowd reignited upon seeing their heroes once again after only about 30 seconds of downtime, the screams were nearly unbearable. Luckily enough, Aivel was gifted a microphone by one of of the guys from the tech crew.
She tapped the top of the microphone. "Hey! Is this thing on?" Her voice boomed through the device, along with a loud audio screech. She faced palmed jokingly. "Wait! if it wasn't, you wouldn't be hearing me right now!" She laughed, but it wasn't funny. Aivel continued. "I'm pretty sure you all know who I am, but in case you forgot, the name's Aivel Thill, S.C.O.C.U.P Intern!". Crickets chirped.
"Who is this lady?" Someone asked.
Other person shrugged and laughed. "I dunno, someone who's wasting my money. I paid half a grand to get a front row seat."
Even with the noiselessness of the crowd, Aivel still acted as dynamic as ever. "But sadly now is not the time for me, it is time for the Super Cs Horny MD, Greasy Princess, And The Laser Twins Laser Dancer and Laser Writer to take their stand!" Each hero came up on stage and greeted the audience in their own personalized way. Once they finished they all sat down in lawn chairs while the recording came in with their large fuzzy microphones. Why lawn chairs? The panel had a beach setting that Aivel failed to inform them about. nevertheless, it made Laser Writer choice of dresses even more out of place. The fans began to ask questions to the Super Group, most of the questions went to the Laser Twins, while a couple only went to Greasy Princess and Horny MD. As the questions went on more and more, wear and tear began to show on the Laser Twins. Being the center of attention, they used their mouths too much to talk, and their eyes too much to blink. This caused the comical red eye gimmick to appear once again, along with a stammer as they gasped for air to get into their sore mouths.
Aivel sighed as the crowd died down. "Well. I suppose now is time to end things ." Her voice died down before shooting back up again in decibels."BUT NOT BEFORE THESE AMAZING SUPER CS ANSWER MY special SUPER C-erious question~..." She made her voice decrescendo toward the latter part of her sentence, slowing down to dramatic crawl at the end.
"So tell me..." The light began to die down and focus on her. She closed her eyes as she faced the Super Cs "If you could, I don't know, ditch the whole Super C life as a whole, would you do it?"
The question caused confusion not only amongst the round table of heroes, but amongst the crowd as well. What was she saying here? They actually panicked a bit once the question settled in more.
"Is that even possible?" Laser Dancer questioned, scratching her head.
Horny MD shook his head. "Its not. Super Cs are born int their profession, there's no way to deviate from that. To even attempt that would ensure a completer rewrite of the conduit gene, which would have a success rate too low to calculate."
"I think it would be weird at first, but options are always okay." Laser Writer piped up.
Winter kept quiet, not caring much for the question. She was in one of those moods again. The ones where she closed her big mouth and stopped to think for once. The large statue of Delsin Rowe was to her right. What did happen to the D.U.P after he exposed them? Well for a fact, Concrete Authority, the leader of the military force, was imprisoned for her crimes and the faction was disbanded. Lilith Leviathan, a C that claimed to have a blood connection with Concrete Authority. Soon after this was discovered, Concrete Authority denied custody or even knowledge of Lilith. Nevertheless, she was also imprisoned. But due to her young age and Concrete Authority's very slim but still probable possible coaxing and brainwashing of the youth, her future is currently undecided. It was probably the biggest good that a normal C did for the world, apart from another C in New Merry Marais.
And wait, his statue didn't just move did it? Greasy Princess would know for sure, looking at it anytime its open to the public. For what reason? For any shitty reason. Stop trying to pry so damn much.
"No wait, it did move! But what's that behind it?"
Greasy Princesses eyes widened as she jumped into action. Moving out of her seat, she leaped into the air. Once airborne, her leg glowed white as she let out an Excalibur Kick, sending the foreign object back to the ground with a thud.
"Greasy Princess, what are you...?" Horny MD nearly soiled himself as he looked upon the horror that Greasy Princess' attack hit.
The Ovaloid!
An egg shaped mechanized atrocity! What ever could it be doing out at this time of night?
"What IS that thing!?" laser Dancer said, catching wind of the situation next.
"It looks like a giant football with legs..." Laser Writer added.
"If you're not talking about soccer I think its called Hand Egg, sister" A hefty amount of sisterly venom was put into that retort.
Greasy Princess tore off her dress as she gritted her teeth. "Its neither, It's a shitty robot!" She was visibly pissed, if you couldn't tell. "That thing nearly destroyed Delsin Rowe's statue!"
The Super C quartet stood and watched for a few moments as the machine rose its arms once again to attack. Sensing a battle on the horizon, they politely removed their expensive clothes and dropped them to the ground, excluding Greasy Princess of course. It went for the Laser Twins first, sweeping two of its arms low. They easily dodged them, Horny MD stepping in to restrain both its arms with a large stick blob of genetic material.
Horny MD furrowed his eyebrows. "Something isn't right here. This thing is too slow. Its not threatening at all."
Greasy Princess surveyed the area, focusing on a hidden threat. "...You're right" She was successful. In a second she whipped around, roundhouse kicking behind her. Her leg connected with something hard, but it was shrouded in a sudden swarm of dirt. The barrel of a sawed off shotgun.
"...Smarter than you look" The swarm traveled away from Greasy Princess and atop of the robot. The dirt dissipated, and in its absence revealed a boy no older than 18. He toted a shotgun on his lap and his hands behind his face, eyes closed.
Horny MD gritted his teeth. "Hey kid, get outta here! Were trying to rip this thing a new one!"
The boy slowly opened his eyes. "I gotta name, asswipe."
The Doctor was taken aback by his unprovoked spite.
"Yeah?! And what's that!?" Greasy Princess retorted. He laughed, pissing her off even more.
"Well, I gotta lot of names. Even then I don't say them much around people. But today's a lucky day for you guys, you get to hear one. Don't ask why, just is."
"The name's Dust Boel. I'm here to kill ya."
Dust Boel
A C Mercenary who hunts his kind! His number of aliases and firearms are unknown and unrivaled! He arrived with a mysterious robot, what correlations do they share?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON HORNY MD AND THE SUPERS CS!