Mid Afternoon, and the team have been having a siesta...
Star: It's pretty boring around here...
Napalm: Yeah, there's been nothing to do since the TV exploded.
Gyro: I'm getting a bit hungry too. We haven't eaten for two days.
Gravity: There was that water biscuit.
Gyro: Oh yeah, there was that water biscuit.
Crystal: Anybody want a game of cards?
Stone: Yeah, alright then.
As Crystal Man begins shuffling the cards, the sound of a creaking door is apparent...
Crystal: Either someone is playing strange sound effects, or...
Star: ...that's Charge Man 'sneaking' off again.
Napalm: Lets follow him!
Gravity: I dunno...
Star: Why not? We've not got anything else to do.
Stone: I hate to say it, but it'll be pretty obvious if we try and shadow him, we're not the most subtle team...
Crystal: You're right. If it was just Star and me, then perhaps we could...
Napalm: No way! We're all going!
Star: Then we'll need an expert to help us... picks up phone, and dials
Telephone: "You have reached the Mechanical Maniacs. I'm sorry but no-one is here to take your call right now..."
Star (hangs up): Oh well, I guess Gauntlet isn't in. I wonder where he is?
Gauntlet: Behind you.
Gravity: How did you know we needed your help?
Gauntlet: I have my contacts. Information is my business.
Napalm: Can you help us track Charge Man?
Crystal: You see, he's always sneaking off, and we don't know where he goes.
Gauntlet: Perhaps he has a girlfriend.
Gyro: Hey, we are talking about Charge Man, right?
Gauntlet: Good point. (looking around) I can tell you don't have much money... any money...
Star: Yes, well...
Gauntlet: So, you owe me one.
The team head off, led by Gauntlet, and are soon stealthily stalking Charge Man
Stone (looking at Charge): He seems to be wearing some kind of hood.
Crystal: A poor disguise, to conceal his identity. If it wasn't for his funnel, it might work.
Gauntlet: Shh! Don't talk so loudly, he may spot us.
Gravity: He's stopped- There are more of them... people in hoods...
Star: Oh no! Charge Man must be caught up in some cult!
Napalm: I hope it's not an evil cult!
Crystal: Perhaps they might summon a demon or something... Maybe they sacrifice children...
Charge Man and the other hooded figures walk towards a nearby railway line
One of the figures checks his watch...
Gauntlet: They're waiting for something... or someone.
Gyro: You don't think they're planning to hi-jack a train do you?
Gravity: Maybe they're smugglers.
Star: Listen! One of the figures is about to speak!
Hooded Figure: Hmm... The 5:37 is late...
Gyro: They must be planning a train robbery!
Napalm: I never would have thought that Charge Man would get involved in anything like this!
A low rumble, slowly increasing, approaches, and the train lights are soon visible
Another Hooded Figure: There it is!
Other Hooded Figures: Ooh! An express freighter!
Gauntlet: I'm afraid it looks like something worse than train hi-jacking...
Gyro: Worse? Like what?
Crystal: You don't mean...
Gauntlet: ...Yes- Trainspotting!!
Crystal: Actually, I was going to say demon summoning.
Star: Trainspotting, eh? Well, I never would've guessed...
Napalm: Hey Chargey!! Seen any nice trains? Heh-heh!
Charge: WHAT?!! Why are you guys here?!!
Gravity: So, you're a trainspotter?
Gyro: Hehe! Train man himself...
Hooded Figure: Wait a minute! You mean he is- 'the' Charge Man?
Star: Of course! Don't tell me you were actually fooled by his disguise?
Hooded Figure: Charge Man!! I can't believe it is him!!
Another Hooded Figure: We're your greatest fans!! The Official Charge Man Trainspotting Fan Club!!
Other Hooded Figure: Or TOCMTFC for short.
Charge: Wow! I have my own fan club!!
Stone: They can't be serious...
Hooded Figure: Oh, but we are! Deadly serious!!
Gauntlet: Well, I guess my work here is done.
Gauntlet is about to slip off into the shadows, when all of a sudden...
Shady Looking Hooded Figure: Not so fast!
Another Hooded Figure: Yes! He must pay his respect to Charge Man before he departs!
Shady Looking Hooded Figure: What? (Shoots the Charge Man fan) I don't care about that stupid train! It's Shadow Man I'm after!
The fan club scream and run off- unfortunately right into the path of a particularly nice looking express train...
Shady Looking Hooded Figure: Ha ha HA!
Gauntlet: I thought I taught you a lesson last time... Oil Man!
Oil Man (discarding his hood): Yes and it was a lesson that I haven't forgotten- But I am the teacher now!
Stone: Oil Man? What kind of a lame robot master is that?
Napalm: Yeah, What are you gonna do? Oil my armour?
Oil Man: I am the greatest of all the robot masters!
Charge: You killed my fan club!
Gauntlet: Throws two shadow blades at Oil Man, and dives to the side
Oil Man (ducking): You are no match for me, Shadow Man! Squirts everyone in the area with oil
Stone: Great! I was getting kinda thirsty!
Oil Man: Don't mock my power!! Oil Buster! Fires three shots at Gauntlet
Gyro: This guy must be some kinda joke...
Gauntlet: Easily dodges Oil man's shots, and returns fire with a Shadow blade
Crystal: Hey Gauntlet, can you bring your friend around more often? We could do with the free oil...
Oil Man is struck in the knee by the Shadow Blade
Stone: In fact... Oil Man, do you want to join our team?
Oil Man: ARG! Don't make fun of me like that! Sprays oil onto the floor
Charge: It's all slipperrrryyy!!
Stone: No really, I was being serious! Join us Oil Man- your friends have failed you!
Oil Man: What are you talking about? My friends aren't even here!
Gauntlet (throwing another two Shadow Blades): Oil Man- You know you are the weaker!
Gravity: Why are you here anyway?
Oil Man (getting hit by both blades): Well, I was going to rob the train. Until you all turned up and ruined everything!
Gyro: I told you!! I knew they were going to rob the train!
Star: Do you reckon we should join in the fight?
Napalm: Nah- I think its personal. We shouldn't interfere.
Stone: I'm surprised that none of our enemies have turned up.
Charge: Yeah, where's Arch?
Gravity: Hah, he's probably still blonde... He got sprayed with about ten times as much paint as me!
Oil Man fires off three shots, and sprays Gauntlet with oil
Gyro: Who else have we fought? There was Dark Man... but he won't be back anytime soon...
Crystal: Unless... You don't suppose that Oil Man might not be who he seems?
Star: I'm sure that's Oil Man, because Dark Man is much more devious!
Stone: Hehe, We don't really have many enemies...
Voice: Yet you have failed to mention your most powerful one!
There is a sharp swish and...
Oil Man: More robot masters!! I'm outta here! (Runs off)
Gauntlet: You've always been a coward! Now you will die one!! (Runs after Oil Man)
Stone: Papercut Man, why have you returned?
Papercut: You all humiliated me! You laughed- but look who's laughing now! MWAHAHAHAHAAA!!!
Crystal: Five points for the insane laugh! But you could do with some work on the facial expressions.
Gyro: Lets get this over with... Throws Gyro Blade at Papercut Man
Papercut: You still don't take me seriously! Gets hit by Gyro Blade
Stone: Nice shot! Yee-hah!
Star: Arrrgg! My papercut still hurts!!
Papercut: Haha! And that was without lemon juice!!
Star: Right, you little bastard! Fires Star Crash
Gravity: Now I'll send him into orbit!
As the Star Crash hits Papercut Man, his gravity is suddenly reversed!
Napalm: Haha!! Let him drop now!
Papercut: Ah, but I am as light as paper- watch me as I float down with ease!
Papercut Man does so
Stone: My turn! I'm gonna fold you up and throw you away, like the paper you are!
Papercut: Ha! No you're not! Throws Paper Cutter
Crystal (getting cut): Owch!
Gravity (getting cut): Yow!
Napalm (getting cut): Oochiee-wa-wa!!
Stone: I warned you!! Picks up Papercut Man, folds him into a ball, and throws him away
So, at the end of an eventful, and not quite as boring as expected day...
Gyro: That wasn't such a bad day's work... Though, we didn't get any money...
Charge: Well, my fan club got killed... but at least none of us got hurt...
Star, Crystal, Gravity, Napalm: YOWCH!! Our papercuts!!
So the curse of Papercut Man lives on, and Gauntlet and Oil Man are probably still fighting...
...but as for everyone else? Sleep is as good a pastime as any.