Welcome to Malibu Base!
To Sparky Genocide: Thanks for the info!
To Aaron: Wow! Thanks for the suggestions! I really appreciate it. BTW, you won't believe who the commander of Malibu Base is!
To Wizard1: Wow. That's some review. So that's what IIRC means. BTW, I got another suggest another song for "Karaoke Party": How about you have one scene with Ace undercover at the Hell House, singing some 80's rock classic. Maybe Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me." As he sings it, the Hellion girls are being driven into a lust frenzy!
Chapter 3: Malibu Base Madness!
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"GENERAL WHITHALF?!?!" The West Coast Misfits exclaimed. The old warhorse was clad in a Hawaiian shirt with khaki shorts, sandals, and neon green sunglasses. His office was decorated with a couple palm trees, and some beach posters. He was lounging on a deck chair, sipping coconut from a straw with an umbrella on it. Luau music played from a nearby radio. He turned his head and smiled.
"Hello children! Welcome to Malibu Base! I hope you find this place very comfortable! And fun!"
"Nice office." Ace snickered.
"I do not believe this." Toshi looked around. He also noted the carpet was the color of sand. "You like beaches, huh?"
"Well, this base does have its own beach." Whithalf grinned.
"Alright! A beach!" Alison grinned. "I love beaches!"
"Oh wow!" Rahne said with excitement. "A real California beach!"
"I love this place more and more already!" Terrell grinned.
"Awwwwwww no, now I gotta buy a bathing suit!" Theresa groaned.
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(Malibu)
Sam Farley, the Surf Master, stood on top of a building. He was clad in a black bodysuit with a black eyemask. His costume had gold and silver stripes down the center with a blue wave on the chest. His forearms were covered by gold armbands with blue fringe and silver studs. His hands were clad in metal gloves, and he had silver boots and a gold-and-silver headband with circuitry inside.
"I've been teased, put down, stepped on, picked on, and the last straws...the very last straws...I WAS FIRED BY STARK AND PAMELA LEE TURNED ME DOWN FOR A DATE!!! I WILL MAKE THIS TOWN PAY!!!!!" Farley roared. "First...I'll hit my old high school...I have to pay a visit to an old friend of mine..."
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(Malibu Base)
"And this is the training area." Rock 'n' Roll motioned inside a huge gymnasium-like area.
"Man, General Whithalf sure knows how to make someone feel welcome." Ali smiled. "I don't think it'll be so bad being here." She noticed two Joes engaging in a practice bout. One was Quick-Kick, and the other looked unusual. He looked like an adult version of Havok, with long blond hair. He was clad in a black Malibu t-shirt, a Hawaiian T-shirt over it, and khaki shorts, with LA gear shoes and neon green socks.
"Hey c'mon, Wipe-Out!" Quick-Kick grinned as he dodged a back kick. "I could dodge you in my sleep!" Wipe-Out snickered.
"Oh yeah?" The Malibu Joe grinned, his voice having the stereotypical California surfer accent. He threw two left jabs, then managed to take advantage of Quick-Kick's distraction, nailing him right in the nose with a football kick, then a kick to the gut.
"Okay! Okay! I give!" Quick-Kick wheezed. Kyle smiled as he noticed their training area. It looked like a wrestling ring.
"Hey jabronis!" Kyle sauntered up to the ring. "I'm Kyle Wildfire. That's my territory." Kyle pointed to the ring.
"You must be the tubular Thunderbolt. Radical!" Wipe-Out smiled, outstretching his hand. "I'm Wipe-Out, the team's water attack specialist, and this is Quick-Kick. He's one of the Pit Joes. He's a real awesome martial artist!"
"Pit Joes?" Rahne wondered.
"The Malibu team is a mix of Joes from the Pit and some new recruits." Whithalf laughed. "Mr. Kick is one of the Joes who was transferred here." Quick-Kick rolled his eyes.
"As Oliver Hardy once said, "This is another fine mess you've gotten us into, general"!" Quick-Kick snickered, doing one of his many impersonations.
"This is Theresa, John, Alison, Terrell, Kyle, Ace, Rahne, Toshi, and Athena." Whithalf pointed at the kids as he said their names. X23 groaned as she heard Whithalf say her "name".
"Call me T." Terrell laughed.
"I am actually known as X23." X23 groaned. "But some call me Athena."
"Think about it, girl!" T said. "You've come to enjoy reading, and you also like to fight!"
"Yeah." Kyle agreed. "Athena in myth was the goddess of wisdom and warfare."
"HEY!!!!" Toshi felt a playful tap on his head from behind. A ninja, clad in green from head to toe, flipped behind the kids and made her appearance. Wipe-Out laughed.
"Hey Kick, your girl's here, dude!" The muscular Asian-American Joe groaned.
"Amber!" He whined at the ninja.
"Amber?" The kids asked. The ninja appeared to giggle and took off her hood, revealing a beautiful woman with long blonde hair. All the male West Coast Misfits' jaws dropped.
"WHOO LORDY!!!" T grinned. "She like Janet Jackson...but white!"
"Hey yo, you makin' moves on my woman?" Quick-Kick asked Velocity playfully, impersonating Rocky Balboa. Amber wrapped her arms around Quick- Kick's arm.
"Hi kids." She waved cheerfully. "I'm Amber, but everyone calls me Kicker."
"She and Quick-Kick met before she met the Joes, dudes. She was a tubular martial artist that ol' Movie-Boy here quickly became smitten with, man. She saved him from Cobra capture." Wipe-Out grinned.
"I was one of the few civilians to ever see the inside of the Pit. Soon after that whole incident, I enlisted in the Marines and became an unarmed combat instructor. Quick-Kick and I met again at a martial-arts convention, and he recommended my induction into the Joe team. I got sent here to Malibu Base." Kicker grinned.
"Are you clowns through drooling?" X23 groaned. She noticed Sunfire and Thunderbolt had started arguing. Again.
"She likes me!" Toshi shoved Kyle.
"She wants the Thunderbolt, jabroni!" Kyle shoved Toshi back.
"She likes Quick-Kick, geniuses!" X23 snapped, but the Japanese and Bostonian mutant were too busy brawling to hear.
Man, the madness never quits! What more madness will happen? What'll Surf Master do? Will Thunderbolt and Sunfire ever stop fighting? Find out in the next chapter!
To Sparky Genocide: Thanks for the info!
To Aaron: Wow! Thanks for the suggestions! I really appreciate it. BTW, you won't believe who the commander of Malibu Base is!
To Wizard1: Wow. That's some review. So that's what IIRC means. BTW, I got another suggest another song for "Karaoke Party": How about you have one scene with Ace undercover at the Hell House, singing some 80's rock classic. Maybe Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me." As he sings it, the Hellion girls are being driven into a lust frenzy!
Chapter 3: Malibu Base Madness!
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"GENERAL WHITHALF?!?!" The West Coast Misfits exclaimed. The old warhorse was clad in a Hawaiian shirt with khaki shorts, sandals, and neon green sunglasses. His office was decorated with a couple palm trees, and some beach posters. He was lounging on a deck chair, sipping coconut from a straw with an umbrella on it. Luau music played from a nearby radio. He turned his head and smiled.
"Hello children! Welcome to Malibu Base! I hope you find this place very comfortable! And fun!"
"Nice office." Ace snickered.
"I do not believe this." Toshi looked around. He also noted the carpet was the color of sand. "You like beaches, huh?"
"Well, this base does have its own beach." Whithalf grinned.
"Alright! A beach!" Alison grinned. "I love beaches!"
"Oh wow!" Rahne said with excitement. "A real California beach!"
"I love this place more and more already!" Terrell grinned.
"Awwwwwww no, now I gotta buy a bathing suit!" Theresa groaned.
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(Malibu)
Sam Farley, the Surf Master, stood on top of a building. He was clad in a black bodysuit with a black eyemask. His costume had gold and silver stripes down the center with a blue wave on the chest. His forearms were covered by gold armbands with blue fringe and silver studs. His hands were clad in metal gloves, and he had silver boots and a gold-and-silver headband with circuitry inside.
"I've been teased, put down, stepped on, picked on, and the last straws...the very last straws...I WAS FIRED BY STARK AND PAMELA LEE TURNED ME DOWN FOR A DATE!!! I WILL MAKE THIS TOWN PAY!!!!!" Farley roared. "First...I'll hit my old high school...I have to pay a visit to an old friend of mine..."
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(Malibu Base)
"And this is the training area." Rock 'n' Roll motioned inside a huge gymnasium-like area.
"Man, General Whithalf sure knows how to make someone feel welcome." Ali smiled. "I don't think it'll be so bad being here." She noticed two Joes engaging in a practice bout. One was Quick-Kick, and the other looked unusual. He looked like an adult version of Havok, with long blond hair. He was clad in a black Malibu t-shirt, a Hawaiian T-shirt over it, and khaki shorts, with LA gear shoes and neon green socks.
"Hey c'mon, Wipe-Out!" Quick-Kick grinned as he dodged a back kick. "I could dodge you in my sleep!" Wipe-Out snickered.
"Oh yeah?" The Malibu Joe grinned, his voice having the stereotypical California surfer accent. He threw two left jabs, then managed to take advantage of Quick-Kick's distraction, nailing him right in the nose with a football kick, then a kick to the gut.
"Okay! Okay! I give!" Quick-Kick wheezed. Kyle smiled as he noticed their training area. It looked like a wrestling ring.
"Hey jabronis!" Kyle sauntered up to the ring. "I'm Kyle Wildfire. That's my territory." Kyle pointed to the ring.
"You must be the tubular Thunderbolt. Radical!" Wipe-Out smiled, outstretching his hand. "I'm Wipe-Out, the team's water attack specialist, and this is Quick-Kick. He's one of the Pit Joes. He's a real awesome martial artist!"
"Pit Joes?" Rahne wondered.
"The Malibu team is a mix of Joes from the Pit and some new recruits." Whithalf laughed. "Mr. Kick is one of the Joes who was transferred here." Quick-Kick rolled his eyes.
"As Oliver Hardy once said, "This is another fine mess you've gotten us into, general"!" Quick-Kick snickered, doing one of his many impersonations.
"This is Theresa, John, Alison, Terrell, Kyle, Ace, Rahne, Toshi, and Athena." Whithalf pointed at the kids as he said their names. X23 groaned as she heard Whithalf say her "name".
"Call me T." Terrell laughed.
"I am actually known as X23." X23 groaned. "But some call me Athena."
"Think about it, girl!" T said. "You've come to enjoy reading, and you also like to fight!"
"Yeah." Kyle agreed. "Athena in myth was the goddess of wisdom and warfare."
"HEY!!!!" Toshi felt a playful tap on his head from behind. A ninja, clad in green from head to toe, flipped behind the kids and made her appearance. Wipe-Out laughed.
"Hey Kick, your girl's here, dude!" The muscular Asian-American Joe groaned.
"Amber!" He whined at the ninja.
"Amber?" The kids asked. The ninja appeared to giggle and took off her hood, revealing a beautiful woman with long blonde hair. All the male West Coast Misfits' jaws dropped.
"WHOO LORDY!!!" T grinned. "She like Janet Jackson...but white!"
"Hey yo, you makin' moves on my woman?" Quick-Kick asked Velocity playfully, impersonating Rocky Balboa. Amber wrapped her arms around Quick- Kick's arm.
"Hi kids." She waved cheerfully. "I'm Amber, but everyone calls me Kicker."
"She and Quick-Kick met before she met the Joes, dudes. She was a tubular martial artist that ol' Movie-Boy here quickly became smitten with, man. She saved him from Cobra capture." Wipe-Out grinned.
"I was one of the few civilians to ever see the inside of the Pit. Soon after that whole incident, I enlisted in the Marines and became an unarmed combat instructor. Quick-Kick and I met again at a martial-arts convention, and he recommended my induction into the Joe team. I got sent here to Malibu Base." Kicker grinned.
"Are you clowns through drooling?" X23 groaned. She noticed Sunfire and Thunderbolt had started arguing. Again.
"She likes me!" Toshi shoved Kyle.
"She wants the Thunderbolt, jabroni!" Kyle shoved Toshi back.
"She likes Quick-Kick, geniuses!" X23 snapped, but the Japanese and Bostonian mutant were too busy brawling to hear.
Man, the madness never quits! What more madness will happen? What'll Surf Master do? Will Thunderbolt and Sunfire ever stop fighting? Find out in the next chapter!