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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 15, 2013 23:12:55 GMT -6
Damian Black is watching one of the monitors with a look of dismay. Did a horse drawn buggy rally just appear in the middle of the corridor? Apprehending the remaining members of the Monkey Alliance wouldn't be as simple as he had hoped.
The phone on his desk suddenly rings. "Yes," he said, answering. "Yes sir... I'm watching it now. .... I know you wanted their samples..... Well, we stii have plenty of samples we've taken from the Black Publicans... we could mix and match those for years to come even if we do have to exterminate the Monkey Alliance... no sir, I'm not suggesting we give up... I'm just saying... yes sir, I'll do the best I can..."
Damian Black hangs up the phone with a sigh. His job would be a lot easier if the old man would accept reality when it is staring him in the face.
One Gimble had gone rogue and the other was suffering from acute megalomania. How is he supposed to keep this company on track? He rubs his temples as the stress begins to manifest itself in a headache
"Something wrong?" Dick Macy asks.
"Would you have a problem with working for a Gimble & Gimble without any Gimbles?" Black asks.
"Not if the price is right," Dick Macy says. If the price is right, maybe I could make it happen."
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Post by mh on Nov 17, 2013 23:24:00 GMT -6
"yikes, that was brutal," says mh. "those clones look like they got hit ..."
"by a flying horse drawn buggy piloted by a ghost?" suggest babu.
"yeah, answers mh,"they're all sorta ... dead."
"against the m.a. code, but i guess not the anthropoidal fraternization code, "adds babu with a shug.
"ha!" says the blue horse, clapping babu on the back, "those fellas died good!"
noticing their lack of enthusiasm, he adds, "umm, sorry guys. ol' buggy-whip was a lot nicer before he got dead. you'd have liked him!"
up in the main ballroom of the old Monkey Alliance HQ Harbutt is looking at his watch & getting anxious.
"where are those guys, "he mutters. "it's looking like a rogues gallery in here."
a lady walks up and put out her hand.
"hello big boy, "she says, "i'm granny goodness. but that doesn't mean i'm always good, if you get my meaning."
"ha!" says hairbutt, with panic in his eyes.
"oh look!" she says, "here comes our host!"
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 18, 2013 19:12:03 GMT -6
The bad Gimble walks into the large room, looking impossibly fit and spry for a man his age, and wearing a dark red suit. He is accompanied by two large, muscle bound bodyguards. He nods and exchanges pleasantries with his guests. He's smiling, but there's something about him that sends a chill down Hairbutt's spine.
From the other side of the room, Dick Macy watched, his hands folded under his arms so one hand was rested on the gun hidden beneath his jacket. Soon, he told himself. Eventually, Gimble would have to go to the restroom, take a phonecall, .... something would take him away from the party. Then he could make his move and take out the first of two targets.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 21, 2013 8:01:06 GMT -6
The Monkey Alliance members and the Anthropoidal Fraternization members step over the fallen clone army members and walk down the hall as the horse drawn buggy begins to dissappear. THe Undead Rajah looks exhausted as he floats on the unconcious Doc Quantum.
Finally, they get to the room with the cryogenic chambers where they see the frozen forms of HisHighness, Super Jesse, and Drivtaan. "What are those tubes in their arms?" Babu asks.
"They're harvesting their DNA," Gimble answers.
MH looks over at a tube of salene solution which is beginning to sake. Suddenly, they hear booming footsteps. "What's tht?" he asks.
"They're bringing in the big guns," Gimble says.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 21, 2013 8:08:34 GMT -6
Dick Macy notices as the bad Gimble leaves the party with his two bodyguards. Macy follows. THey appear to be headed for the rest room. Now was his chance.
As he trailes behind, he begins to screw the silencer onto the barrel of his pistol.
THe strangly youthful Gimble walks into the men's room, leaving the bodyguards outside. Watching his back as he goes in the door, he can't help noticing how his shoulders were unusually broad and how straight his posture was for a man of his advanced years.
Macy fires a shot at each bodyguard, taking them down silently. He places a hand on the door, preparing to go in.
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Post by mh on Nov 21, 2013 12:06:27 GMT -6
suddenly hairbutt crashes into the gunman rhino style, carrying them into the the bathroom, where they both land inches from gimble. flattened with hairbutt on top of him, the gunman, in a last ditch effort, manages to raise his pistol toward gimble who kicks it from his hand. and the gunman passes out.
"man," says hairbutt, "these floors are immaculate."
at that moment 3 robo-soldiers, with machine guns for hands, crash into the cryo-chamber & find it empty.
the group including the prone forms of highness, super jesse, and drivtaan, reappear in the old janitor's closet.
"that's it for me, "says the undead rajah," who limps over, sprawls on a futon, and immediately goes to sleep.
"maybe some of this brandy will bring those guys around," says the blue horse, who picks up a bottle, smells it then takes a long swig. then begins trying pour a little into super jesse.
"I wonder how the party's going, "muses babu. "hairbutt's almost certainly wallowing around in the fountain by now."
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Post by Doc Quantum on Nov 21, 2013 13:04:47 GMT -6
Doc Quantum, no longer being used as a glorified flying sofa cushion, wakes up from his concussion-induced sleep with a headache.
"Why is my back so sweaty?" he mutters to himself as he stumbles to his feet. Sniffing around, he wrinkles his nose. "Ew. I smell like ass!"
Looking around, he finds himself in the middle of the room, surrounded by the fallen bodies of the clone army. "Whoa... Did I do that?"
"Yer darn tootin', kid!" says a gruff-sounding voice.
Doc turns around to see the source of the voice, but no one is in view... until he looks down -- way down. Kneeling down, Doc looks at the ground and sees a tiny six-inch-tall figure wearing nothing but a blue cape and what looks like a homemade cloth adult red diaper held together with a normal-sized clothespin the size of his arm. It's a little man with balding gray hair, a beer belly, and an anchor tattoo on his arm. He is smoking a wee little cigar. To Doc, the little man resembles a tiny grown-up New Year's baby.
"What're you lookin' at?" says the little man.
"Who are you?" asks Doc.
"What? Ya don't recognize me? I'm one o' the greatest heroes of the golden age! My comic magazine ran from the late 1930s to the early 1950s! Kids adored me! Women wanted ta use me ta pleasure themselves -- an' many of 'em did, too! I'm the Mighty Mini Man!"
"Sorry... even with my extensive knowledge of old-timey heroes and golden age comic-books, it doesn't ring a bell," says Doc. "Are you a ripoff of Doll Man or something?"
Suddenly, the Mighty Mini Man leaps onto Doc's head, and Doc flinches, not expecting the tiny old hero to be as heavy as he is. "Whoa! A little warning next time you do that!"
Mighty Mini Man grabs Doc's hair with his left hand and starts thumping hard on the side of his skull with his right. It hurts.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Doc says, shaking his head in a futile attempt to shake off the golden ager. "Nobody uses my body as a pack-mule!"
"Oh? Really?" says Mighty Mini Man. "I saw the Undead Rajah ridin' you like a horse, an' I just assumed that was yer hero gimmick."
"Maybe you'd better back up a bit," says Doc. "A lot of what you're saying doesn't make any sense, and my headache is worse, thanks to all your pounding. Just how the heck can you be so strong and heavy at such a small size? I don't get it."
"That's my secret," says Mighty Mini Man. "I'm a member of the famed Anthropoidal Fraternization, my boy, and I've come outta my long retirement to save the world!"
"OK, but... what? And... why?" Doc says, more confused than ever.
Mighty Mini Man sighs deeply and says, "Let's just catch up to yer allies. I'll explain along the way."
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 21, 2013 13:25:07 GMT -6
The bad Gimble extends a hand to Hairbutt. Hairbutt accepts the gesture, figuring he will still have to get up himself because there's no way an old man like Gimble could lift his massive weight. He is startled when the old main helps him to his feet without even straining.
"It looks as if my vice-prsident tried to have me assassinated," the bad Gimble says. "So hard to find good help these days. I'm about to have to terminate his employment. You wouldn't mind backing me up on this, would you?"
"I guess not," Harbutt says.
Hairbutt follows him to Damian Black's office and the doors slide open. Black is startled to see them.
"Traitorous swine!" the bad Gimble snarls.
"Wait!" Damian Black pleads, standing up and holding out his h nds. I can explain!"
The bad gimble ruses forward and lifts Black's enormous desk over his head. "I... have ...no... interest ... in your... excuses!" Gimble screams, slamming the desk on top of Black.
"You killed him!" Hairbutt exclaims.
"It turns out I didn't need your help after all," Gimble says, rushing forward to deliver a rigt cross that knocks Hairbutt unconcious. "Just your DNA."
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Post by mh on Nov 23, 2013 17:53:34 GMT -6
once they reach the doorway to the old janitor's closet, "Mighty Mini Man", puts his hands on doc quantum & shrinks him down to his size.
"omg!" cried doc, "what'd you do that for?"
"don't get used to it," MMM replies.
they crawl under the door jam and MMM enlarges them both to full size.
"sweet fancy clara bow, "cries gimble, it's Mighty Mini Man! the greatest hero of all time! well, second greatest, behind Shootin' McGee."
Shootin' McGee?" exclaims MMM, with derision. "what'd he ever do?"
"he died saving the planet neptune," replies gimble.
"p'shaw, Neptune!" exclaims Mighty Mini Man. "what good is it?"
"babu," says doc, "the runt explained that he got a psychic message to come here, but not from the undead rajah. he's not sure of the source."
"maybe the dead guy with the buggy," prompts mh.
"I don't think so, "says babu. "we're all feeling it. it's very strong."
clasping the blue horse's hand MMM says,"you look ready for action BH."
"that's what she said!" exclaims the blue horse.
"ha!" cries MMM, "you got me!"
"well," babu says, "this is like a reunion of the golden age justice society! i'm just waiting for jay allen to come in wearing a round metal hat."
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Post by mh on Nov 24, 2013 0:43:52 GMT -6
suddenly babu jumps, as the undead rajah is standing before him.
"you must act quickly," gasps the rajah. "gimble the other is gaining power! he is no mere man anymore. and your 'river horse' friend is captured."
"hairbutt?!" exclaims babu.
"yes .." continues the rajah. "take this amulet, it will glow brighter as you get nearer to gimble. but take heed, at the end one will betray you. okay ... i'm really done this time." says the undead rajah, easing back into the futon. "goodbye my friend, "he says to doc quantum, raising a hand. "you are very comfortable & have good lumbar support! whew, i'm gonna sleep tonite -- they're gonna call me rip van rajah." and with that he passes out.
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 24, 2013 20:02:27 GMT -6
Hairbutt awoke to find himself hanging by his hands which were encased in metal devices. Similar devices bound his feet as well. His shirt and jacket had been removed so that various electrodes and IVs couldbe connected to his torso. As his vision began to clear, he saw that there were several other costumed figures in the room with him in similar positions.
"Gimble! Hairbutt caled out. "Gimble! Where are you! What's the meaning of this!"
"Stop screaming," a raspy voice said with amusement. "You'll wake the others. Then they'll all start screaming again and it'll take forever to quiet the place down again."
"What the hell is going on here?"" Hairbutt snarled.
"You've been given a special place of honor," the bad Gimble laughed. "You're joining my secret stash."
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Post by mh on Nov 27, 2013 1:50:08 GMT -6
"great blue heather locklear!" exclaims gimble suddenly, as he sees the combined m.a./a.f. team charging down a nearby hallway on a small b&w monitor.
"impossible!" he cries. "i hope 'shootin' mcGee' isn't with them!!"
hairbutt straining & lifting his feet, uses his great weight to rip his arms free, and grabs a nearby fire extinguisher, hurls it, and bounces it off gimble's head, stunning him.
"i threw that with enough force to kill a t-rex! "exclaims hairbutt, ripping his legs free & leaping thru the doorway as gimble grabs a weapon & fires at him.
loping down the hallway hairbutt mutters, "this is easily the 2nd worst cocktail party I've ever been to."
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 27, 2013 20:14:45 GMT -6
Hairbutt lumbers down the hallway, surprised but thankful to find that Gimble is not chasing him. Eventually, he runs into the members of the Monkey Alliance and the Anthropoidal Fraternization.
"Hairbutt!" Babu ecxlaims. "What happened? You look like you've been through hell!"
"Gimble...." Hairbutt says, trying to catch his breath. "In... the other room... he's got..."
"What's he got?" MH asks.
"A heaping helping of hogtied heroes..." Hairbutt blurts out. "He had me and a bunch of other super heroes trussed up. He was harvesting our DNA. It's made him freaky strong."
"Show us where the room is," Babu says.
WHen they get there, gasps catch in all their throats as they see the many super heroes and super heroines suspended from the ceiling. One in the middle, sporting a bald, overly large head suddenly opens his eyes and looks at them.
"Hey MMM," MH says. "I think I know who sent you that psychic message."
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Post by mh on Nov 29, 2013 3:31:48 GMT -6
"it took you long enough!" cries gary degaton. "nobody should be harvesting superhero dna but me! nobody! get me out of this. and give me something that shoots!"
"you're cranky when you wake up, "says babu.
"listen subject #13986, " says degaton, if it wasn't for me you'd be in a cage throwing poo right now! you don't know what you're up against here -- those gimbles are both psychos!"
"i'm in the room!" says the a.f. gimble.
"I know, "says degaton, "and you're nuts!"
"omg, "exclaims degaton suddenly, looking excited, "it's my childhood idol, "the blue horse!"
the blue horse waves.
"is shootin' McGee here?" degaton asks.
while everyone's attention is averted, Mighty Mini Man, removes a sonic blaster from the wall & blasts hairbutt, who crumples to the floor, and as mh hits the ground in a roll and goes for his weapon, MMM blasts him too.
"don't move, monkeyman!" exclaims MMM, leveling the blaster at babu baboon.
"so. "says babu, "it was you the rajah was talking about when he said one will betray you."
"ding ding! ding!!" says Mighty Mini Man, "give that man a prize!"
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Post by Babu Baboon on Nov 29, 2013 18:03:37 GMT -6
Suddenly, MMM begins to shrink. "What the... I'm not activating my powers! What's going on here?"
He grows so small that the blaster becomes too large from his hands. Babu quickly grabs it. "OK. Hold it right there, short stack."
"How did that happen?" Doc Quantum asks.
"I made it happen," a guy hanging behind Degaton with an enlarged bald head said. "Seriously, why would you think it was Degaton? He doesn't even have any powers."
"Hey, I've got my ways," Degaton says.
"Hey, it's our old pal, Mr. Mental!" the Blue Horse says. "I haven't seen you in years!"
"Well, I have no idea how long they've had me here," Mr. Mental says as Babu breaks his restraints.
"So what's Degaton doing here?" Babu asks.
"I helped them get the technology for all this," Degaton says. "But they stabbed me in the back and strung me up here."
"You mean my brother did," Spats Malone says. "I had no part in this."
"Yeah, right," Degaton says.
"Hey, look! It's Mighty Maiden!" Mr. Mental says. With a thought, he wakes her up and frees her.
"She was our official secretary," Spats alone says.
"Yeah, can you believe that malarkey?" Mighty Maiden says, "I'm their most powerful member and these palookas make me secretary because I'm a woman."
"Oh, not this again," Spats says.
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