Morning... Everyone is just waking up...
Star: YAWN! YAWN!!
YAWN!! YAWN-YAWN!!
Crystal: SHUT UP
AND SLEEP!!!
Napalm: Huh, Wha?
Crystal: Nothing.
Star was just yawning in his sleep.
Gravity: Okay guys-
Gimmick has made us a nice breakfast, so we should all get up.
Napalm: Breafast? Great!
Charge: You told me there was no
food left!
Gyro: Hmm...
The door opens, and in walks Stone Man
Stone: Hey everyone! Isn't it a lovely morning? I just went for a short
walk before breakfast.
Charge: I wonder what's for
breakfast... WHAT?!!
Gravity: Calm down.
I think the breakfast is probably under the dead rat.
Stone (looking
closer): Nope. Looks like it is the dead rat.
Who wants the head?
Napalm: Can I have the legs?
Telephone: "RING-RING!"
Star: Gah...
Someone else answer it...
Crystal (to phone): Hello, DRW, Crystal Man speaking.
Telephone (voice): "Have you noticed yet?"
Crystal (to phone): Um... Who is this?
Telephone (voice): "You haven't noticed?!"
Crystal (to phone): Listen, what number where you trying to reach?
Telephone (voice): "I can't believe this. It's your Arch Nemesis, Dammit! I'm attacking the city!!" (hangs up)
Gyro: Who was it?
Star: Okay, I'm
awake now.
Crystal: Looks
like we haven't got time for breakfast, fellas- Arch is attacking
the city!
Napalm: Arch? How did he get our
phone number?
Charge: Well, I'm not going to
eat that rat, so LET'S GO!!
Star: What the
hell, lets go and stop the little moron.
And so our heroes are called out on a mission of not quite utmost importance...
Stone: I don't mind walking... But we really need to get a car...
Gyro: You said it, buddy. We're
the only team without some nifty form of instant transport.
Star: Yeah, yeah,
I know... Instant transport... Man, I could use a hard drink...
Gyro: Star, your idea of a hard
drink is orange juice.
Gravity: Look-
there he is!
Arch: MWAHAHAHA!!! You'll never stop me this time!
Napalm: Oh yeah? And why is that?
Crystal: Arch, we
always stop you.
Arch: I have a new super weapon! It's called a...PAINT GUN!! HAHAHA!!!
Star: What are
you intending to do with a paint gun?
Charge: You're even stupider than
we thought you were!
Arch: But you don't understand- this paint gun is filled with...
Gravity: Hydrochloric Acid?
Stone: Super Glue?
Napalm: Peanut butter?
Arch: No... Something far worse...
Charge: Yellow paint?
Arch: HAHA, no- it is filled with... YELLOW PAINT!!! MWHAHAHA!!!
Charge: I said that!
Crystal: Yellow
paint?
Arch: Yes! Observe... I aim at this innocent pedestrian... and BLAM!!!
Gyro: She's become blonde!!
Arch: Exactly. And I will now make everyone in the city blonde, forcing
them to bow to my demands!
Star: What a
fiendish plan!
Arch: And you can't stop me! But now I must be away... I won't let you
get bored though- GEORGO!
Georgo: YES, SIR?
Arch: DESTROY them!! Hehe, see you later, Darkman's Baby Warriors! HAHAHA!!! HAHA!! (runs off)
Georgo: DIE PIP-SQUEAKS!
Crystal: Wow! Our
first real fight!
Georgo picks up Crystal Man, and throws him against a wall
Gyro: Ouch... that must have hurt...
Take this, fatso! Launches a barrage of Gyro Blades at Georgo
Star (putting up a Star
Crash barrier): Nobody attacks my team!!
The Gyro Blades deflect mostly harmlessly off Georgo- scratching the paintwork somewhat
Georgo: RAAH!! SOON YOU DIE!!
Stone: POWER STONES!! Fires two power stones
Star: Watch out
Stone!
One of the power stones hits Star Man, not harming him, but destroying his protective Barrier
...The other slams into Georgo, putting a large dent in his armour
Napalm: Napalm bombs, ahoy! Fires
two napalm bombs at Georgo
Crystal: Feel the
sting of the Crystal Eye, you oversized oaf! Creates a
Crystal eye
The napalm explosions knock Georgo to his knees- causing the Crystal Eye to pass over his head...
...And collide with a wall, sending bouncing shards of crystal all over the place!
Napalm: Agh! Crystal Man!!
Charge: They're his weakness!
Hold on, Napalm- I'll charge and knock Georgo into oblivion!!
As Charge Man runs forward at a hefty pace, he suddenly finds himself floating in mid-air, as do the others...
Gravity: I fail to
see the gravity of the situation...
Georgo: WHAT MAGIC IS THIS?! DEATH
TO YOU ALL!!!
Everybody, and all the bouncing crystals, drop to the ground, creating a simultaneous "Ooof!" from all...
...Except for Gravity Man of course, and Star Man, who is used to strange gravity...
...And Stone Man who simply becomes a pile of rubble...
Gyro: OWW!!! YOU MORON!!
Gravity: Oh! I
forgot about your weakness Gyro! I'm sorry!!
Gyro: Next time you forget, I'll
send you a little propellor present... right up the-
Stone: YAAH!! DIE YOU BIG PINK TRASH BUCKET!! Tackles Georgo and
pounds him with his fists
Star: Surrender
now! Kicks Georgo in the head- 'KLUNK!'
Georgo: ...I'm outta here! Limps
away as fast as he can
Stone: Yeah! That's why we're Robot Masters, and you're just a
mid-level baddie!
Star: Right! Now
to find Arch, and stop him!
Crystal: We'll
just follow the trail of blondes...
So the team follow the trail, eventually finding themselves at...
Gyro: Tracy's Hair Salon?
Star: This would
seem an appropriate place.
Napalm: Then lets go in and get
that S of a B!
They enter the Salon, prepared for the worst, and finding the first room empty, continue through the building until...
Arch: Drat! I guess this means you defeated my robot!
Star: Yes, And
now we will defeat you. Give up Arch, we have stopped you again.
Arch: It's not that simple, fool! You may have found me, but half the
city is already blonde! You're too late!
Stone: I happen to like being late!
...Well, That line seemed to work better last time...
Gravity: I'll just
fill the paint gun with a universal solvent, and we can remove
the blondeness.
Arch: Nice plan... One problem- I have the gun! 'BLAM!!'
Gravity: Has
anyone got a hairbrush?
Napalm: NO!! You made Gravity Man
blonde!!
Gyro: You are one sadistic bas...
NO! Don't aim that infernal weapon at me!!
Arch: Surrender now! In a few hours I will rule the city!!
Stone: Even if you do defeat us, you'll never rule the city- There are
plenty of other teams to stop you!
Crystal: Like the
Sinister Six, or the Mechanical Maniacs, or Cossacks Creations,
or-
Arch: Hah! Don't you even know? Those other teams don't really exist!
They are just myths- Like democracy!
Star: No! This
cannot be! Pulls out a mobile phone and quickly dials...
Gauntlet (On Phone): Hello, Mechanical Maniacs, Gauntlet speaking.
Star: Do you
exist?
Gauntlet (On Phone): What?
Star (hangs up): See! They do exist!
Arch: Bah! I'm sick of this- Eat paint, Blondie! 'click'
Gyro: Haha! You're out of ammo,
munchkin!
Arch: Actually, I've got loads left- I just did that for dramatic
effect. Now- 'BLAM BLAM BLAMMITY BLAM!!'
After the dust (or paint) settles...
Gravity: More
Blondies!
Napalm: No- I'm not blonde.
Crystal: Me
Neither.
Arch: Blondes rock!
Gyro: Phew! It worked.
Charge: Well, it obviously didn't-
None of us are blonde.
Gyro: No actually, I meant how I
blew the paint back at Arch with my propellor.
Star: I thought I protected us with my Star Crash!
Stone: No- It was me, I knocked the gun around just as it was about to
fire.
Crystal: Actually,
I blocked the gun barrel with a small crystal, causing the gun to
backfire.
Gyro: It was me! You guys are
just jealous!
Stone: Jealous? Of you? Ha!
And so amidst their arguments the team have saved the city ... But they are still as poor as church mice. Will they ever pay off their debts?
Gravity: How long does this stuff take to wear off?
Arch: Who cares, lets go and party!