Control Freak quickly moved his finger off a button on his marvelous remote control, instead selecting a different button. "Please," he snorted. "Like I would be so unoriginal."
Jericho crossed his arms. So what am I fighting then? Titans from Percy Jackson? The White Witch from Chronicles of Narnia? Armored Bears from the Golden Compass?
Control Freak's eye twitched just a little. "As if you would be so lucky, Pretty Boy!"
Ooooh, so original. What, do you get your insults from the same crappy store that you find your ideas from?
"Nobody mocks Control Freak!" The Master of Technology yelled, jamming his finger down on the biggest red button his remote. "Especially not super-lame C-List heroes!"
If I'm a C-List Hero, that makes you, what, a J-List Villain? Jericho signed, the subtitles appearing underneath his hands in bright purple letters.
"Please," Control Freak laughed, ever-so-dignified. "I am so above your caliber."
Jericho seemed to find this hilarious—until he appeared in the West End, in front of a gigantic mechanical dragon, which was in the process of stomping through the streets, making loud roaring noises. Jericho recovered soon enough though, and started waving his hands again. The subtitles read, Wow. A dragon. Oh my. You are sooooo original.
"Shut up!" Control Freak yelled, frustrated by the hero's inability to be impressed by his awesomeness.
Jericho rolled his eyes and leapt up, grabbing a hold of the lamp post and pulling himself up, balancing on the narrow edge with surprising agility. He threw a rock that he must have scooped up a one point or another at the dragon, which bounced off of the metal horns, but attracted the attention of the dragon nevertheless.
With a mighty roar, the dragon charged at the hero, who just stood on top of the lamp post, obviously petrified in terror by the sheer horror that was Control Freak's totally awesome and totally original mechanical robotic dragon.
However, just before the dragon was about to crush the pathetic Titan between its steel teeth, the stupid blonde pretty-boy managed to leap into the air, grabbing a hold of one of the dragon's magnificent metal horns, and swinging himself around it, as if he had been taking lessons from Robin.
"Ooooh, so clever," Control Freak mocked. "But now what are you going to do?"
Jericho grinned up at him, and raised one hand to say. Oh, you'll find out soon enough, Fat-so.
"FAT-SO?" Control Freak yelled, losing his considerable self control. "Oh, you are so going to pay for that, you tiny little twerp!"
"Triple redundancy," Kid Flash shouted from his screen. Control Freak switched his attention to the speedster, pressing a button on his remote so that the screens all across London so that the rest of the city watched as he did. "Can we add that to a list of your crimes? Along with lameness, copy-right infringement, unoriginality, kidnapping, being a pain in everyone's ***, destruction of property, and just generally being a criminal?"
"I'm not a criminal!" Control Freak corrected the idiotic speedster. "I'm a super-villain."
Kid Flash laughed as he took one of Control Freak's epic mechanical birds and started using it to smash the others. "Don't super-villains, you know, actually have to be a threat?"
Control Freak threw his hands up into the air. "I am so a threat!"
"Puh-leeeease," Jinx drawled, and the screens all around London refocused on the sorceress, who had her sleeves rolled up, and was examining three wires, holding a wire-cutter up to all of them. "How so? All you've done so far is threaten to blow up a city and release a couple of robots to cause property damage."
"And blowing up the city doesn't make me a threat?" Control Freak demanded.
Hot Spot snickered, and the eyes of London turned to the pyrokenetic. "Well, not when you make the disabling devices this easy to find," he called, wrenching the de-detenator out of the ice with a grin, waving at the camera.
"What? How did you do that? That ice is freezing!" Control Freak sputtered.
"No ****, Sherlock," Hot Spot snickered.
"Okay, you guys are just taking advantage of my censoring this program!" Control Freak said, crossing his arms. "There's no way you guys swear this much normally."