Circus Craziness!
Author's Note: Sorry I'm so late with a new chapter for this story folks. I've had some writers' block when it comes to this story.
To Sparky Genocide: Frank 'Crafty' Eliot giving clown tips to Kyle and Toshiro during the big battle. Why do I imagine Eliot giving Thunderbolt and Sunfire clown pointers while trying to blast them with an acid-squirting trick flower? Anyway, hope you enjoy this new chapter chock full of insanity!
To Red Witch: Siryn said it best, Red: If Kyle and Toshiro were going to act like clowns, why not have them actually be clowns? However, I doubt that being clad in funny colorful costumes and equally funny greasepaint won't quell their tempers. Anyway, enjoy the new chapter full of insanity!
To Raliena: Well, the other guys are out probably doing their own thing and as a result, they're unavailable. But if the West Coast Team is anything like their East Coast counterparts, they are getting this whole thing on film for the guys on the right coast to see when they can. Anyway, I hope you like the new chapter full of insanity.
It's Profile Time Again! (Crowd hoots, hollers, cheers, screams, chants, and claps. Some hold up signs.) This time, we take a look at a Joe who may be clumsy in regular life, but still is feared by bombs and their mad users everywhere, Tripwire!
Tripwire
Real Name: Tormod S. Skoog (A/N: Maybe he's Scandinavian)
Affiliation: Army
Rank: E-4 (Specialist)
Primary Military Specialty: Explosive Ordinance Disposal
Secondary Military Specialty: Demolitions
Birthplace: Hibbing, Minnesota
Bio: The son of a Navy officer, Tripwire grew up in Yokosuka, Japan, where his father was serving. A naturally clumsy and nervous child, Tripwire caused disasters wherever he went. He dropped out of high school and joined a Zen monastery, hoping to find inner peace. He only got expelled for breaking too many dishes. He joined the Army at age 19, and he ended up finding peace on the grenade range. He became an expert on EOD and explosions after discovering that high-risk, high-pressure situations involving bomb defusal actually calmed him down and made him graceful. He was eventually asked to join the Joe team. Tripwire is personable, loyal, and dedicated to his work, but his nerves make him more dangerous to be around than any personality flaw he has.
Note: It's believed that Tripwire may be a mutant with probability-altering powers like the East Coast Misfit codenamed Scarlet Witch, but whereas Wanda can affect objects around her, Tripwire's possible power affects himself and can only be turned off at moments when he's at his calmest.
Disclaimer: "Sheesh. Wouldn't want to get on her bad side." - Starchild on Tabitha Smith/Boom Boom.
Chapter 10: Let the Circus Begin!
The Wrangling Brothers' Circus
"Welcome back, folks! I hope that little disaster earlier didn't scare you all off!" Tim Wrangling announced to his crowd. "To make sure it doesn't happen, we have members of the West Coast branch of GI Joe guarding the place and members of the West Coast Misfits helping out with the acts and whoa!" Kyle made his appearance in his clown costume, a blue number with gold-and-silver lightning bolts. He was juggling small orbs of ball lightning. "And welcome the Clown Prince of Lightning, the Thunderbolt!" The fans clapped as Kyle entertained. "Born with the ability to control lightning and electrical power, this young Boston native has come here to show you his amazing talents!" Kyle smirked and caught his ball lighting. He formed it into a staff and started doing some staff-twirling tricks. Suddenly, a weak fireball came out of nowhere and hit Kyle in the rear, making the youngest member of the West Coast Misfits scream and run around, patting his butt, causing the audience to laugh. A laughing Sunfire walked out, clad in a red-and-white flame motif clown costume. "And here is Sunfire, a mutant from Japan with the power to create solar flame. He is a samurai, but even samurai love to have fun, especially at the expense of their rivals." Kyle yelled something intelligible, then he leapt on Toshi. The two mutants immediately started brawling and Toshi ran to he back, Kyle chasing him while swinging an electric crowbar, screaming. "…Oh-kay…"
Outside the tent
"Man, I love the circus." Firestorm said to Mayday. "Too bad I couldn't bring BR. He'd have loved the circus."
"No offense Firestorm, but Blast Radius is insane." Mayday replied. "He blows up things, he drinks anything and everything alcoholic, he sets fires, he drives cars without a license, he has bad taste in movies…" Mayday started counting off on her fingers.
"He didn't rent Gigli!" Firestorm defended.
"Point." Mayday admitted. "Remember that one time when that lady wrestler went to a beach here to relax before an event? She found BR on her leg, and he wasn't exactly massaging it!"
"He was a fan."
"He attacked a photographer with a stick!"
"He thought the photographer was a paparazzi!"
"He set fire to an aisle full of Barbies in the toy store!"
"Barbies are evil. They stare at you." Firestorm whimpered. Mayday blinked.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. You're his owner."
"I don't own BR. BR is not my pet." Firestorm replied. "He's my brother. He's my partner."
Back inside the tent
Don't let him impale me don't let him impale me don't let him impale me don't let him impale me…Alison Blaire mentally screamed over and over and over in her head as she span around on a wheel, clad in a glittery shiny version of her regular costume. Standing across from her was Longshot, clad in a shiny version of his own costume and with no sash. He held up some daggers with a smile. Longshot's a dead man. I am going to murder that dagger-throwing clown.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Longshot and the Dazzler!" Tim introduced. The circus-goers cheered in awe as Longshot threw his daggers at the wheel Ali was spinning on and hit the wheel without touching Ali. The fans cheered. Ali took the opportunity and activated a switch in her costume, allowing a mechanism in it to absorb all the noise. She used that noise to cut herself down with a laser. While Longshot took his bows, Ali marched up to him and leapt on him from behind, catching him in a headlock and pounding him. She screamed up a storm as Longshot yelled for help. The two straggled to the back.
Why do I get the feeling that this is going to be a disaster? Tim Wrangling sighed.
Well, well, well! Looks like the West Coast Misfits are circus stars! What insanity will happen next? Who is doing what acts? Will the Circus of Crime attack? Find out in the next chapter! Suggestions needed badly!
