This is what happens when I get bored... (humor)
*blink, blink*
I thought it was a pumpkin head posing as a hero in spandex.
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Good news all, Flat and I are working on pictures for this weeks post! we hope to have it up by Friday.
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Well folks, its Friday. Flat is out of town for the weekend, so we don't have all the pics. He has charged me with the duty of posting this weeks story with the pics I have so far, we may add more or just leave it so I can make more for next time.
Flat & Teck, The Pumpkin King
Flatfoot and Teckstyle were standing at the ramp of the train station in Salamanca.
This is scenic Croatoa? I rode a train for three hours, with YOU, for this? Teck growls.
What? Flat shrugs. Its a sleepy little resort town by a lake. I dont see anything wrong with it.
Look at it! Theres nothing to do here! Its farmland!
The two watch a farmer wheel a barrow filled with gigantic pumpkins.
Those are some big gourds, Teck says absently. A female controller nearby hears the remark, storms over to Teck, slaps him across the helmet, and storms off.
What? Teck protests. I said gourds! He rubs the chin of his helmet. That didnt even hurt, he mutters an aside, then turns back to Flat. Geez man, people are so touchy.
I know, everybody always thinks its about Me Me Me nowadays.
You heard me. I said gourds. Its not like I said those are big melons.
A female scrapper who was passing by at just that moment, turns, huffs and slugs Teck in the gut. Teckstyle doubles over. Ok. Maybe I deserved that one.
Flat pays him little attention. Instead, hes still looking at the wheelbarrow. I gotta wonder, theres no way that someone can finish one of those up in one sitting. Maybe a team of tankers or something, but not normal people. Do you think they can them for storage?
Teck thinks for a moment. Those would be some mighty big cans. A female tanker flying into the station hears this and lays into Teck with a mean right hook. After regaining consciousness, Teck stands up, looks up to the sky and says Oh come on! Thats it. Im leaving.
Whoa, easy there. Give the place a chance. They have a winery.
Teck pauses. Really?
Not really.
I hate you Flat.
Oh come on, itll do you got to get out in the countryside.
"In case you havent noticed, I thrive on technology. If it doesnt have neon lights, I dont care.
Suit yourself. Me? Im going exploring.
With that, Flat speeds off into the city. Teck looks around. The only left in the station is the man with the wheelbarrow. Teck sighs. Well, lets see what weve got in here. There is a beep from inside the helmet. Pong it is, I guess.
Five minutes later, Flatfoots already explored most of the place. Man, this place sure is nice. Quiet little village, some farmhouses, forests, a lake. I mean, I dont really get those wolf guys with the antlers wandering around, but whatever. Maybe theyre jackalopes or something? Flat looks over to the lakeshore. A group of heroes are standing there anxiously. Some have binoculars.
Hey, whats going on over here? Flat asks a giant glowing man.
Were looking for the lake monster.
Lake monster? Cool. Whats it look like?
Er, no ones really seen Sally. Mostly were going on rumors from the locals.
Uh
great. Flat says, attention span wavering.
Youre welcome to join us. We could use another pair of eyes.
Flat looks down at his wrist, where his watch would be. Actually, Ive gotta get going. Busy busy, you know.
The glowing hero has by now stopped paying attention to Flat. Whats that moving over there?! he shouts.
Immediately, a combination of every power imaginable flies out to the lake. Arrows bounce off of sheets of ice, which are cracked and melting from everything else. When the dust settles, one tanker goes in to the water to examine the target.
No. No that wasnt Sally, he calls back to the shore. It was just a duck. False alarm everyone.
A collective groan issues from the shore.
Meanwhile, Flats already across the city, looking for ghosts to hunt. And by that, he is totally lost in the forests outside of Salamanca. He rounds a bend in the trail, and comes face to face with four serious looking heroes.
Flatfoot, you are needed, says the one in front, a tank by the name of Darc Lady.
Oh
uh, hi guys
Long time no see, Flat stammers.
You *do* remember your super group, right? asks Enershia, the blaster hovering over the other three.
Of course! Of course! Ive just been, um, looking all over for you guys.
Weve got a situation, Princess Mystic, the scrapper says. Wheres Teck?
Left him at the station. Flat shrugs. He didnt seem thrilled to be here.
Hes not there, the other tank, IronDan rumbles.
Well, maybe I can help? Flat offers.
We kind of need Teck for this.
Why?
Range. Says Enershia.
Oh. Flat says. Well, maybe if I dressed up like him it would help? Just as good, right? No onell know the difference.
Teckstyle played pong for about an hour before beating it three times and got bored. Sadly, he didnt find any other games in his suits system, and rather than resign himself to a lifetime spent hitting a circle between two lines, he ventured out into the wilderness. By now, Teckstyle had gotten himself deep in the forests to the south of Salamanca, and was also utterly lost.
The blaster flies round a bend and spies a group of creatures marching by. They have pumpkins for heads. Teck blinks and stifles a laugh. They had pumpkins for heads.
He flies over to the lead creature. A scowl is carved into its face. It is taller than the rest.
The creature seems to ignore Teckstyle. The blaster lands and gently taps the head of the lead creature. It tips over, slowly at first, the arms flailing wildly, then at about 80 degrees, the whole thing falls over.
Heh. This is fun, Teck says. By now, the creatures no longer ignore him, and rush forward to avenge their fallen leader. He starts pushing them over one by one as they come to him. Is this some kind of joke? He asks.
Soon, more and more of the pumpkin creatures swarm Teck, grabbing his arms so he cant push them over anymore. Still, they dont do anything to hurt him. Bored, he unleashes a nova to get them off of him.
Well, that was fun while it lasted, he says, surveying the carnage. Just then something big and round lands on his head, plunging him in darkness. His hands feel what it is, then rotate it so he can see out the eyes. Well thats just great, he mutters. Now Ive got a friggin pumpkin on my head.
He turns to see a bigger group of pumpkin creatures approaching him, they look bigger than the ones from before. On them, the faces actually look menacing.
and the pics....
The set up...
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The punch Line:
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My favorite part: "Those would be some mighty big cans."
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You heard me. I said gourds. Its not like I said those are big melons.
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That sounds like Teck, hehe. 
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Teckstyle played pong for about an hour before beating it three times and got bored.
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So, thats the real reason why u didnt do the TF with us, u were a little 2 busy playing games and playing with pumpkins, u will never learn.
And you thought you would be rid of us that easily...
At last, the conclusion of the (um, what's the opposite of epic?) two-parter:
Flat & Teck episode 12 - The Flat In The Hat
Geez, whats with this place? First we had to jump through a portal made of glowing mushrooms, and now we have prove ourselves how many times before this witch lady helps us? Enershia grumbles, firing off bolts of lightning.
Nine so far by my count, answers Princess Mystic from within a mob of Cabalists.
Nine?! Cant she take a [censored] hint?
Howre the tanks doing?
Fine, rumbles Iron Dan.
And Flat?
Trying to jump up to get at the flying ones, Darc Lady answers.
Typical, Princess sighs.
Off to the side, Flatfoot is trying to leap into the air. Land so I can hit you! he shouts up.
All hail the overlord! All hail the Great Pumpkin! The pumpkin creatures, identifying themselves as Fir Bolg, have taken Teckstyle, pumpkin head and all, and planted him on a giant throne in the woods. Now theyre bowing before him reverently.
Look, guys, I appreciate this, I really do, but this isnt really necessary, Teck protests.
What is your will great one? Asks a particularly tall one standing by the throne.
Well, if you put it that way, Teck thinks for a moment. I am kinda hungry.
A feast! A feast! The Fir Bolg cry out.
What do you desire? asks the tall one.
Teck scratches his head. Well
Im looking around, and all I can think of is pumpkin pie.
The tall creature leans back, aghast. My lord, that is cannibalism!
Now look
uh
I am Streng.
Look, Streng. As you say, Im your overlord, and Im mighty hungry. I dont care how you get it, but I want pie.
The Streng hesitates for a moment, then says, Yes, mlord. Then he turns to the worshipping masses. A sacrifice! A sacrifice!
Teck taps him on the shoulder. Oh, and some mead if you can manage that.
Razza Frazza midgets, Iron Dan growls, wading through a pile of Red Caps around his knees.
Theyre not technically midgets, Darc corrects.
Razza Frazza gnomes.
Better.
Hey, Flat says after punting a particularly small gnome. Were heroes, right? Killing is wrong and all that? So how do you manage to keep in line with that with that katana?
Its called Skill, Flat, Princess says flatly (hey, look, a pun!)
What is this skill you speak of? Flat answers innocently.
Just keep fighting, weve got a soul to save! Enershia shouts as another wave of gnomes comes charging in.
Do what now? Flat asks.
Didnt you pay attention to the briefing?
Not
really. Beating up lawn gnomes is good enough motivation for me.
Oy.
Hey, did any of you just hear a loud explosion? Darc Lady asks.
A few minutes earlier
I gotta admit guys, that was the best mead Ive ever had, Teck says, rubbing his armored belly. He picks up a slice of pumpkin pie and examines it, then tries to fit it through the pumpkin on his head. Hmm. This is a problem. He tries to pull off the pumpkin. Yeah, definitely a problem. Hang on, Ive got an idea.
The explosion can be seen from sub orbital aircraft.
Inside the clearing, Teck, with infinite relief, notices the pumpkin is gone from his head. Ah, that did it, guys, He says, then looks around. Guys? Streng? There is no reply aside from a couple of Fir Bolg twitching in the distance. Somehow, the pie has survived the blast. Teck picks it up, a slot in his helmet opening up. Well, no sense in letting THIS go to waste.
Later, at the monorail station
Check out this nifty hat, I bet you cant beat that, Flat says as he runs up to Teckstyle, who is standing at the station, once again playing Pong.
Hn? Oh, thats nice
he says absently, then looks up. What is that?
Its just as I said, a covering for my head.
Ok
But Ill be happy if I never see another gnome. Not on the street or in my home. By the way, I am starving, is there anyone around with a turkey theyre carving?
Youre
rhyming.
Do answer my question, if you please, getting some food would be the bees knees.
Um. I already ate, and youre really starting to creep me out.
There was a task force with the Bikini Patrol, Im afraid the magic cast at us went out of control.
Stop that.
Here I sit, broken hearted-
I will smack you if you finish that!
a little bump here, a little bump there
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Hey, Flat says after punting a particularly small gnome. Were heroes, right? Killing is wrong and all that? So how do you manage to keep in line with that with that katana?
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Very true lol, u know I have also wondered where I put that Katana, since it comes out of nowhere. Anyways, I guess it is skill. 
My question is where do all those archers keep getting all those arrows. Its not like they've got a red rider wagon they're towing around everywhere.
Someone is doing ALOT of stuffing if you know what I mean. Comic-relief at last. I was ready to kill someone from stress and my pie-less weeks. Flat & Teck, anger management and good unclean fun.
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Flat & Teck - Turret Syndrome
Conspiracy theorists love to think up elaborate schemes about how a secret cabal of mysterious figures actually rule the world from behind the scenes. This is a well known fact. Slightly lesser known is that these theories are usually spelled out over a bag of cheese curls in their mothers' basements. A city like a Paragon, is one of the few places where such theories are usually far less elaborate than things really are.
So
the Skulls are making Superadine and dealing it to the trolls because of the Family? Flat asks slowly.
Yeah, thats about right. Teckstyle answers.
Sounds complicated.
Wait till you hear about the Hellions.
What about the Hellions?
I did say youd have to wait.
Well thats no fun.
All I can say right now is that theyre the real power in this city.
No way.
Way. Teck paused to let it sink in. And theres some people out there that say this city, the whole world was actually made by a strange group of all powerful beings called Devs, who can change things that
displease them.
Flat bursts into laughter. Thats the most ridiculous thing Ive ever heard! Next youll tell me that they can erase someones identity.
They can.
Come on man, stop it! Im gonna wet myself from laughing.
Its true! Havent you noticed that controllers have a lot fewer pets nowadays? And that blasters hurt a lot more sometimes? How come Arachnos, which is supposed to be this great big threat, just came out of nowhere? Why didnt we go to the Rogue Isles before now?
Flat doesnt answer. Hes rolling on the floor, holding his sides. Stop, please stop! Youre killin me!
Teck crosses his arms and waits for the laughing to stop. Are you done now? he asks when the laughter stops.
Yeah, totally, Flat says, standing up and suppressing a giggle. Whatre we fighting this time?
The Malta Group have planted a few bombs in a warehouse and plan to frame a hero for the explosion.
Sounds like them. When does the hitting start?
Well, theres that group over there, for starters.
Well, guess Ill just go on over there-
Wait, Teck says. Let me take out that sapper over there first.
The what now?
Sapper. Guy with a funky backpack and a gun that disables your powers for a little bit.
Fine, whatever. Flat says and steps back.
Teck takes aim and knocks the sapper flat on his back. Immediately, the group of Malta begin shouting and cursing.
Wallhacker! an engineer shouts, pulling a rifle on Teck.
A few seconds later, Tecks holding a gunslinger by his collar and shouting at him.
Where are the bombs! he yells in the Malta agents face.
[censored] AWP camper! the gunslinger yells back, then bites down on something and goes limp.
Blast!, Teck yells, dropping the agent. Suicide pill!
Flat bends down and examines the gunslinger. Nope. Tic tac.
What?
Flat points at the agent. See. Hes still breathing, and his breaths minty fresh. Flat prods the agent in the side with his foot. Its greeted by a soft grunt.
Teck throws his hands up in the air and starts walking down the hallway. Right. Fine. Well go find them ourselves.
You know, Flat says, catching up. I just dont really equate commandos with the island of Malta. Falcons? Yes. Knights of? Yes. I just cant accept giant robots with it.
Look, its just a name. Its not like every one of these guys is actually Maltese.
Flat thins about that for a minute.
But wouldnt it be crazy if they were? I mean, all these high tech weapons and robots coming from that tiny little island.
Yes, yes, Teck says, trying to ignore the scrapper.
Wow, I guess it really is the ones you least suspect, Flat says, shaking his head. You think you know a Mediterranean island.
They searched on in silence for a bit, disarming two of the bombs.
You know what I dont get? Teck asks. How they can get those little turrets up so fast.
Pre-fab. They come in a spring-loaded box. Pull a lever and boing. Instant turret.
Really? Teck asks, looking at Flat like he just started speaking Dutch.
Yeah, they can work wonders with miniaturization these days.
And you know all of this
how?
Saw it on TV.
Really?
Well, the reception wasnt that great on the set I was watching. During commercial breaks the headman would be screaming at me a lot, but I got the gist of it.
Right. Sorry I asked. Teck says wearily.
The silence returned until a third bomb was disabled.
You know, Id rather these guys were from Yalta, Flat says eventually. That way theyd get the whole Soviet thing going for them.
True. Beating up commies is almost as rewarding as beating up Naz-, er, fascists. Hey, go take out that sapper there.
Flat rushes forward and manages to take down the sapper, but not before a stray shot hits the blaster.
You didnt take out that sapper fast enough, Teck admonishes.
Hey, wow. Youre all glowy and blue now, Flat says, ignoring the sentence. You ok?
Yeah, Im fine, no damage. All systems are down though, and Im really tired for some reason.
Well, take a nap then. I can handle those two Hercules titans over there while you rest.
Teck sits down and Flat rushes over to the two bots. After landing a few well placed hits on them, one jumps onto the other. Flats eyes go wide in terror and he rushes back to Teck.
Teck, wake up! We got a problem! he shouts.
Whu-? Teck asks, standing up and trying to rub his eyes through his helmet. He gives up when he cant.
The two titans just powerlinked!
Say what?
I hit them a couple of times, then they made a beast with two backs! Then started firing missiles at me!
What kind of missiles?
Big ones!
Thats not fair, Teck says as the Zeus titan rounds the corner.
Look, you can see the top ones legs dangling back there. Heh, actually, its kinda cute.
Teck turns to Flat. Weve got to fight fire with fire. Flat, let me stand on your shoulder!
What? No way! Flatfoot powerlinks with no man!
Well, got any better ideas then?
Run away before a third one joins up.
Why are you so freaked out by this?
So you admit youre a robo-philiac!
Stop dodging my question.
Sorry, dodgings my only defense. I had a bad experience with the Clockwork Queen a while back.
There is no-
Different dimension. Id rather not talk about it.
I think i can safely say that clockwork queen would have some major "cans"
lol, thats only really funny as it references part of the back story
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Behold! More good, unclean fun! (thanks for the tagline Surgetron)
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Heh, anytime. Great story too. I'd love to team wit you guys after I finally get I 6 downloaded.
Powerlink. Classic. The sight of Flat jumping on Teck's back almost made me spit out my chocolate milk onto my laptop.
Oh, and please...call me Surge. Surgetron is soo......formal.
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You guys are hilarious Very funny. I am glad we get to hang out. Keep up the hard work.
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Wow, Darc not only spoke..he gave praise. And to US no less. Someone e-mail that boy some chicken soup. He can't be well.
Look kids, somebody remembered to update!
Flat & Teck, Stupid Reflexes
Atlas Park, the landmark of Paragon City. Its dominated by a giant statue of the late hero Atlas, and its usually the first awe-inspiring sight of many for rookie heroes new to the city.
Slightly less awe-inspiring is the sight of one scrapper flexing at the foot of the statue.
What are you doing? Teckstyle says, floating in front of the scrapper, arms folded.
Just showing all the rookies just how awesome it is to be a veteran. Gives them something to look forward to, you know? Flatfoot says, flexing a modest bicep.
Uh-huh. Yeah. Wouldnt want to disillusion them or anything.
Flatfoot flexes his delts as a young defender walks by, ignoring him.
Trying to work of debt, huh? Teck asks.
Er. Yeah.
Do tell.
Well, you know how medical costs are going through the roof
Well, Im looking for some lucky newbie who wants to learn the ropes. From me.
You are a cruel and unusual person. You know that, right?
Hey, Flat says, shrugging. Im not dead yet. Must be doing something right. What are you doing here? I thought after that whole alpha strike incident, you werent allowed to show your face here?
Teck taps his helmet with a metallic clang. Im not showing my face here.
A mere technicality.
Im good at those. No, Im here to see a city representative, something about a key to the city or something.
Flat crosses his arms. Uh-huh.
And, uh, to work off some debt.
Well, there you are
Hey, whatever happened to that stupid hat of yours? Teck asks.
Oh that? The wind blew it away one day while I was running through the streets. Physics or something
Flat says, looking around, then trailing off. Wait
No. It cant be!
What? Teck asks, looking around quickly.
Its HIM!!! Flat points in terror to an approaching figure.
Hello Mr. Flatfoot! Ive been looking all over for you!! waves the approaching scrapper.
Hello
Kid
Flatfoot
Flat manages weakly.
Boy its sure great to see you! Ill bet youve got all kinds of stories to tell of your great adventures!
Um. Yeah. I was, um, trapped. For a while. In Oranbega. Flat says, trying to edge away.
Really?? Kid Flatfoot says, eyes wide behind his goggles.
Yeah
Totally.
Well thats great!! Kid Flat explodes. With your know-how of well be able to storm through their city with ease! Why, Ill bet we could even rescue Sam Wincott from the Igneous!
Yeah
thats
thats great.
This is gonna be great! Youre my idol, you know! Ever since that day when I got my powers, Ive wanted to be just like you!
Mission accomplished kid, Teckstyle says smugly.
Shut up Teck, Flat mutters.
Hey, I just won a costume contest, what does that get me, Mr. Flatfoot?
Several agonizing hours later, Flat and his sidekick are sprinting through Steel Canyon.
Hey, you wanna know how I got out of Faultline? Kid Flatfoot asks eagerly.
Um-
Well, after you left to go save the city, I ran around the cracks trying to find the Circle of Thorns hideout, when I ran into a group of them up to no good. So I rushed them. I managed to get their would-be victim away, but they took me down and I teleported to the hospital.
Well. Arent we all lucky to have the teleporters. Flat says darkly.
Boy, Im just so glad I got powers like yours. Having super reflexes is just great, isnt it?
Yeah, I like it. Not getting hit feels pretty good.
Kid Flatfoot, distracted, trips over a trash can and tumbles into dumpster. Flat stops and waits for him to stand up.
I just wish I could dodge things as well as you, Kid Flat says, standing up. He fails to notice a banana peel on his shoulder.
Oh, it takes time and experience to get really good at not getting hit. And even then, you wont be perfect. Look at me, Im a hero to millions, and I still get knocked down every now and then. Flat pauses. Come to think of it, usually when Im with Teckstyle.
Whys that? Kid Flat asks.
Bah, that jerks always distracting me with his know-it-all, I shoot blue stuff at people attitude.
Jealous?
Why should I be? Just cuz he can fly and has range? Flat says, clenching his teeth.
So why do you two always team up? Kid Flat asks innocently.
Well, the payoffs usually pretty good, the job gets done, and hes a damn good blaster, no question about that.
Then why isnt there a Kid Teckstyle?
I shudder to think what that would be like, Flat says quietly.
What?
Nothing. Problem he gets sometimes is that he keeps thinking hes a tank.
Kid Flatfoots eyes grow wide behind his goggles. You mean hes not a tank?!
Flatfoot rubs the bridge of his nose. Oy. He picks the peel off Kid Flat and tosses it on the ground. Youve got a banana on your shoulder.
The plucky teen sidekick taps him on the shoulder. Look! A buildings on fire across the street! Weve got to stop it!
Flat looks across to the blazing structure. Um. Shouldnt trained professionals be handling that?
Were professionals! Kid Flat yells enthusiastically.
What are we gonna do? Kick the flames out?
Theres a fireman over there handing out extinguishers, Kid Flat points out.
That doesnt make sense! Flat says. Why would a fireman be making other people do his job for him? City Halls going to get an angry letter about this-- Flat says, taking a step forward.
Two seconds later hes lying on his back, writhing and rubbing his lower back. [censored] banana!
Cmon, get up! The fires getting worse! Kid Flat urges.
A loud thumping, like the sound of really large feet running reaches the duo. A few moments later, five very large stone creatures trample them on their chase of another hero. Flat and his sidekick lie on the ground in agony.
What were those? Kid Flat asks.
Devouring Earth.
Why did they trample us?
I dont know, but its the second time thats happened to me, Flat says, surly. Oh great, now ones coming back. A small Rubble runs up to Flat and starts kicking him. Ow. Ow. Ow. Stop it!
Meanwhile, the fire grows and grows until it finally reaches a gas line. The resulting explosion shatters the Rubble, but also sends people flying for blocks.
When the dust clears, flatfoot, still lying on the ground, but in a different location thanks to the blast, raises one index finger. Ok, that time was totally not my fault!
I don't know...I think kid teckstyle and kid flatfoot could be friends. Think of the debt badges!
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I don't know...I think kid teckstyle and kid flatfoot could be friends. Think of the debt badges!
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Oh God no!
Kid Flatfoot is enough, Don't know if Paragon can stand a Teck copycat.
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Nothing. Problem he gets sometimes is that he keeps thinking hes a
tank.
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LOL, very true, boy likes to rush into rooms full of enemies.
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Boy, Im just so glad I got powers like yours. Having super reflexes is just great, isnt it?
Yeah, I like it. Not getting hit feels pretty good.
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LOL!
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Wow, Darc not only spoke..he gave praise. And to US no less. Someone e-mail that boy some chicken soup. He can't be well.
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I am not well I am a Villain now.
Great we can now have a TBP Jr. or Teen BP, with Kid Flatfoot, Kid Teckstyle. PrincessMystic Jr. Little "Hello Nurse" Jess, Iron Danny, Darc Girl, Darc Scout, Enershia 2 Electric Boogaloo, and Spidery Angel. Maybe I need to add a kiddy table to the base with a playstation/X-Box type room. Gee how can a guy retire in peace if all the kids want to come over to the new base and play. hehehe.
I should be glad the Mayor of Paragon Does not have Darc Ranger babysitting you during your adventures, well at least not yet. You to would probally turn my hair white, from the stress of your misadventures.
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LOL Darc, and u even came up with names. But PrincessMystic Jr., I think u can do better than that .
PM it was a quick and dirty list. And I was going for goofy/silly funny and not true sidekicks. Since that is your character I would hope you would come up with a better name. I was reallly realllly reaching for serveral of names. Besides a female sidekick with Jr. in her name is just not right, like Flats sidekick.
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Great we can now have a TBP Jr. or Teen BP, with Kid Flatfoot, Kid Teckstyle. PrincessMystic Jr. Little "Hello Nurse" Jess, Iron Danny, Darc Girl, Darc Scout, Enershia 2 Electric Boogaloo, and Spidery Angel. Maybe I need to add a kiddy table to the base with a playstation/X-Box type room. Gee how can a guy retire in peace if all the kids want to come over to the new base and play. hehehe.
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/e spittake
That is both one of the most frightening and appealing ideas I have ever heard. Kind of reminds me of "Young Justice" only somehow more menacing...
And Teck, if I ever roll up a mini-you on Champion, he's definitely going to be called "Tykestyle"
YAY! 2 Avatars!!!
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