Chapter 11: Caos on the coast

AN: exciting stuff eh? Juliana said we've had readers from bosnia which is really random but thanks whoever you are :D sorry it's bedn a wile but I've been busy with fsmily stuff. keep reading folks and let me know any ideas and ill make it happen)

The air resistance was starting to cause Mecha to heat up as thne lighting fighter zoomed over america. The pilot hal jordon was having a crisis as whatever the thing was he'd hunts flown into was obscuring his flight and her was rapidly losing control of the jet. Ans he reszched his home o coast city, he was jerking the plane to try nd dislodge mecha. This was a mistake. The jet tarted to spin wildly out of control and plummeted to the ground. Mecha flees off at a tangent and hal had to wrestle with a flashback to his childhood before he was ab le to press the ejector bgutton. As he felt the gforce increase to inhuman. Levels, he shot into the air and felt the biang of the parachute deplay and he breathed a sig of relief as the plane hit the ground and exploded sendin g a plume of sm one it o the air.

Mecha clucked like a strangled cat as she flew across the sky, her sides starting to glow with the heat, con squiggly bringing her almost never ending climax to an end. She plumed down, down, down and saw thes harbour coming into view. She sucked her doors in tht as she hi the water. Her sides hissed and steam rose as th heatwas quenche by the coled water. Her corpse doors made an airlock egg inside her and she bobbed aroun d on the surface. She tried spinnin g her wheels and was delighted to fidhgt that they worked like propellers. She slowly drifted towards the shore.
He wheels hit the ramp of the dock and se slowly trudles up,

The city beyond was quite calm and the setting sun shone down on palm trees and people speeding around with wheels attached to trheir feet. She rolled allong, enjoying the nice food smells wafting along and making her wish she could eat and experience fwaht food was really like.
"Just look at you!" Came a high pitched iritating voice. " oh jokie is going to love to own you!" I nto her view cam a woman dresed in a colourful form fitting outfit tht has black and red cheuqes all over it and a headscaf with two long tenrils sticking out rom it. She looked around and then spoke into a walkitalkie.
"Jokie... I've got something for you honey. You're gonna like it."
"What is it harley.? I'm very busy mright now. It's me!..." his maniacle voice cackled out of the speaker "it's me in a thong! Vs some idiot with a shield and a knitted mask. I'll get back to you. Whatever it is, take it to the lair."
Harley gfabbed her morto bike from the curb and hooked it up to mecha"s axesls, speeding away to the lair.

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The farmer decided to go further afield from megacityone used the money she had earned from the seeds to go to the coast, where she assumed it would be windy and coll and so som severe her beloved mikhail would go. She paid for a train ticket and set on her way.

Whenn she lghted the train, she was surprisexd to fin that the wetaehr ws quite warm and the city seemed slow paced and had. No chaos like the previous places she had been. It was dusk and sh estarted to lokke for a place to stgay for the night. She passed by a sie road and suddenly yelped as somebody grabbed her from behind and dragge dher into a dark alley.

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Harley pulled up at the old victorian asylum tha qwas situated in the green belt of the city. She unhooked mecha and callled on e of the grunts to min d her un til joker got b ack. Mecha sat on the riveay of arkham asylum. While and the grunt paced backwards and forwards in boredom, his gas mask eyes steaming up slightly , mecha amrveled at the the grandure of the building, even if it was dilapidatored and overgrown with ivy. The grunt soon got bored and opened mecha"s doors so he could fall aseep in side her. It wasn't long before a roaring npise occured adn the most ridiculours vehicles ever came reaing up th driveway and screeched to. Halty. It was a van with an enorumous deranged clowns face scul[ed on the fort that pretty much encompassed the whole windosreen area. A tall man bouced out of the door; his skinny frame was adorned in a burple tailcoat and stripey suit. His face was paintesd white with a big scary red grin which extended beyond his lips . He sprung up the paths and stopped to look at mecha for a moment.
"A gift from the gods of CXRAZZZZINESS I see? Oh this day just there better. Now... all that would make my day is fro a certain vigilante to bresaola in. " he pranced hip to the door and swung it open.
"Barely, where's are you?!" He yelled nd vanished.

Mecha sat looking a the monstrosity b store her. What on earth was it? She had seen many new vehicles since leaving the farm but this one really was something else althogether. She jumped as he let Knut pop suddenly maniacle and derailed laugh .
"Som etching the matter chicken wings? Oh yeah, you haven"t seen anything like m,e am i right? I am man by tings. A clown, a master, the veery worst nightmare and the person who can kill anybody you want. Just say the word and i'll do a price. Though monetary value is irelevant. Money is boring and pointless. Things are what counts. Big... exploding... dANHGEROUS things. Oh tell me you want me to blow something up... tell me you want me to gut someone like a fish! Oh give me a job and I'll do I it joker doesn' use me as often as I'd lack and this lack of activitiy is UPSETTING MY ADDICTION, GUY!"

Mecha was baffled by the speed of his speech and trying to make head or tales out of what he was saying.
"Come on, let's make micsheif! Let's break things! Let's make booms! Splosxuons! Let's hear pesople scream and burst! Come on, you look like you need fun! LET"S DO SOMETHING!" This van was clearly insane mecha thought. He clearly lusted after bloodshed and she couldn't allow him to hurt anyone. Maybe she could distract him.
"Of course we can have fun together." She wheeled up to him. "Take me. Hav e me. Fill me an d make me cluck. Please! I beg you. I NEEED TO FEEL FULLNESS! MAKE ME BULGE WITH YOUR BEING!" The joker mobile paused for a moment. "You want me to fill you? You want me to dominate you? YOU WANT ME TO TORMENT YOUR SENSES AND FILL YOU UN TIL YOU EXPLODE?"
"Yes!" Mecha screamed. "Yes! I set out from home to find fulfilment and satisfaction and i've come close. But i need more! I want more filling!"

The joker mobile was shaki ng with excitment by theis point. He was rocking backwards and forwards on his wheels in anticipation of fcinding someone who could satisfy his own sadistic needs.
"It's an addiction isn't it? You can't sleep or focus because oh need it! YOU NEED IT LIKE A DRUG AS IF YOUR LIFE DEPENDED ON IT AND YOU KILL TO GET IT! YOU DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENS AS LO G AS YOU GET THAT HIT! AM I RIGHT? OH GO ON AND TELL MDE I'M RIGHT!? POP!," Mecha nodded but didn't add that the rug to kill was not o shiny she experienced. And she wouldn't call it an addition, just a need or obsession. But she didn't want to argue.
"Well come with me. I can solve all your fulfilment issues. I can give you everything g you need to feed your craving. MAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAHAHA!"""" HIS crazy laughter bounced of the building and the night.
"Come with me and feel my dungeon. MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA!"

AN: hey, what a maniac! And who wold have thought hat the joker Mobil would have his own lair? Remember to moment people. See you soon.)