Garou Town

Again.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKzVS5F3dJM

Oh, not again. It was that same dream. That one recurring dream about how he didn't need anything. He didn't need to worry about time, eating, injury, or anything. He certainly most of all didn't need those fruit flavored, fiery red energy drinks that usually gave him his biggest surge of power, which allowed him to conquer numerous men with greater strength and bigger muscles. In fact, such a great ability to force out all his energy outwards so he would be a human meteor, was now all his. He zipped through walls, cars, trucks, buildings like skyscrapers, houses, his high school, stores, malls, and the girls' locker room...smashing them apart, as he passed through, destroying these structures and more in a path of mighty destruction and for the sake of showing off. He began to run at supersonic speeds, appearing as a blur to the eyes of any ordinary person, throwing punches as his legs dragged him through the planet colored with white, some greens and tan-ish colors, most of all though with Blue, to represent the big blue sea, which he crossed easily, punching soldiers that belonged to a familiar regime of villainy and evil, superhuman criminals of great power. But not great enough, for it was their darkest hour. The clock was ticking, and it was all up to him…

…He then found a point in which a beautiful girl, in the garb of the traditional greek woman, which only made her body and silk-like hair shine on even greater, as the young man walked towards her, holding his arms out when he got close, and expecting a kiss…

…To see that blonde with an evil grin, about to rape him, or something, with the cry of a baby in the background. Her head of angelic strings turned to a jungle, messy eye liner and her beautiful outfit was now a tanktop and panties, the tanktop folded up to look more like a bra, making her look incredibly slutty.

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"No…" He pleaded. "No….NOOOO!!!!"

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And Gordon would wake up to find he got like, 300 texts, 500 missed calls, all waiting to be answered. They all happened to be from a certain dictator girl, all something along the lines of the following:

"BWAHAHAHA!!! I'M GONNA STEAL FROM THE BANK~!"

"USHI~!USHI~!USHI~! THE POLICE CANNOT STOP US~!"

"Heyo, we're outside, come out and face my troops! >:O We got you a breakfast burger"

"OMG I GOT A NEW OUTFIT, come see if it makes me look more like Caesar~. I'm going for the 'robed majesty' look this month."

"lololol~ death ray ain't workin. We're at the abandoned warehouse~"

And so much more...

The driver opened the car door, bowing. "My lady, would you like me to go get sir Gordon for you?"

A foot stuck out of the car. "Silence! I'm the leader of everything. Don't volunteer for things you haven't been told to do. Move out of the way." The fifteen year old got up, both her feet on the ground now. Win narrowed her eyes to take a good look at the ordinary-looking house infront of her that she visited almost every other day. She turned to look at her nervous, shuddering driver. "Wait for me here."

Gordon's bedroom's door bursted open. "Get up! I texted you so many times, and instead of replying to me, you just choose to sleep away? Do you know what I am capable of doing to you? Do you want to die?" Win pulled his bedsheets off of him and her cheeks slightly flushed at the sight of the boy in his pajamas. "Hurry! We're not going to school today. Something important has come up."

The driver opened the car door, bowing. "My lady, would you like me to go get sir Gordon for you?"

A foot stuck out of the car. "Silence! I'm the leader of everything. Don't volunteer for things you haven't been told to do. Move out of the way." The fifteen year old got up, both her feet on the ground now. Win narrowed her eyes to take a good look at the ordinary-looking house infront of her that she visited almost every other day. She turned to look at her nervous, shuddering driver. "Wait for me here."

Gordon's bedroom's door bursted open. "Get up! I texted you so many times, and instead of replying to me, you just choose to sleep away? Do you know what I am capable of doing to you? Do you want to die?" Win pulled his bedsheets off of him and her cheeks slightly flushed at the sight of the boy in his pajamas. "Hurry! We're not going to school today. Something important has come up."

Gordon, dressed in only a simple T-shirt and some shorts, rubbed his eyes with the little sound of 'MeechMeechMeechMeech' as his eyes tried to get rid of the sleepiness. He looked at a furious Win, whose face had a tint of pink to it. It was odd, but then again, when did he ever do anything normal with this girl? The young man dropped his feet onto the carpeted floor, and lightly pushed the girl to the side, as he walked into his very normal closet, and reappeared in seconds with a dark blue sleeveless jacket, grey T-shirt with something about Capcom's 'Street Fighter' games on it, a pair of simple green pants with red stripes on the sides, and his hitop shoes.

He walked on downstairs to find his Father leaving for work, and his mother again commenting on how cute Gordon and Win looked together, her eyes twinkling and hands on cheeks as she squealed.

"Oooohhh~!!! Waking him up to go to school! I had to do that all the time for your father, Gordon. Sure, he was a little lazy then, but that just meant I loved him~!"

"It's not the same with Win, Mom… =_=" replied Gordon, using his left index finger to pick at his ear, removing an extra strength earplug, and doing the same with the right side.

"Awwwww~" She fantasized, starting to cry a little. "Thank you for taking care of my little baby, Winny. A smart girl like you marrying, and watching out for my son will absolutely have a bright future. And then I'll get old and wrinkly, and you two will be making babies…Oh~, the life of a Grandmother to be!"

Gordon was wide eyed, and annoyed. "MOM! DX" He shouted, before looking at Win with a 'Get me out of here >.<' look.

Win nodded in agreement with everything Gordon's mother said in the utmost seriousness. "Yes, mother. I will surely give you lots of grandchildren in the near future, and I will continue to take good care of Gordon." The girl grabbed the confused boy's jacket by the collar tightly. "Gordon and I are, uh, going to a.. school field trip today. We'll be a little late. We must take our leave now otherwise we'll miss the bus. Take care of yourself, mother."

And with that, Win dragged Gordon outside and finally let go of him when they were by her car. "Idiot. Thanks to you, we're running behind time. You're skipping school again. Come with me, we have a very important task to do." The blonde made her way inside the car, eying Gordon to indirectly instructing him to sit with her.

Tess stood on top of the gated perimeter of the school, her eyes carefully scanning all of the kids in the parking lot. In front of the auditorium. None of them were here. She drummed her short black-painted fingers on her hip, then pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. Nothing. Her eyes turned to the main road, watching all of the cars run by.
"What are you doing up there?"
A teacher came out and peered up at her suspiciously. She was an old, wrinkly woman all dressed in clothes more fitted for the sixties- probably an English teacher.
"Waiting." Tess answered plainly. The teacher began to ask all sorts of questions- who she was, what or who she was waiting for. It bored Tess; the parrot was distracting. She spun around and glared at the woman. "Shut up!" The old woman was shocked and her face turned beet-red.
Just then, she spotted the car. Win's car, at the intersection.
Ignoring the woman's calls for her to return, take responsibility, apologize, Tess pulled out her phone and sent a massive text to her contacts. She ran to her car. It was the most generic of generic cars, to keep herself disguised. With extra tinted windows, of course.
There was limited hope of trying to catch up to Win, but her plans were so much more exciting to bust when she was already mostly done, anyways. Besides, she had to go to the local store and pick up a few supplies.

Gordon was praying to god Win wasn't really serious about having tons of grandchildren and taking care of him. She also referred to HIS mother as HER'S too. That was not a good sign at all. He climbed into the vehicle with Win, His mother peeking through the window and giving a thumbs up, which made him groan, as the door closed, and they rode off. Then, that OTHER insane girl he knew, Teresa or something, had sent out several hundred texts. All of which was something along the lines of 'Meetcha later to fuck up Win's plans. Rofl'

It was going to be a long day.

*Note: I'm trying out phonetic spelling here. If you don't like it, let me know in the OOC*

Michael's face was an emotionless mask of concentration as he leveled the iron-sight of his G36 assault rifle. He held his breath for a few moments, then released as he squeezed the trigger back. Thunder and flames erupted from the barrel of the weapon as the burst of lead was sent hurtling towards its target. The bullets impacted with the hanging pig carcass with dull thuds, spraying body everywhere. Then, the entire hog suddenly combusted and was engulfed in a spectacularly blue fireball. Michael's lips pulled back into an involuntary grin; revealing broad, sharp canines. He looked back at the bullet-proof glass window of the observation room and gave Lily a thumbs up. She nodded in return and wrote something down on her clipboard. These combustible rounds were her own design, incorporating Phosphorous, Hydrogen, and a few other natural elements. Still, Michael doubted anyone else on the planet could make them come together in such a way. He was very glad Lily was on his side, he would not enjoy facing someone who had this kind ingenuity at their disposal. He threw up his rifle and sent a few more downrange, aiming for specific areas of the pig carcass. He almost didn't hear his phone go off in his pocket. He pulled it out and flipped it open, he already had a good idea of who it was. He read the message through, then over again.

"Ugh, und it vas such a great start to ze day too." He groaned, stuffing the phone back into his pocket. He would have let Lily know, but she would have gotten the blanket text as well.

He turned around and began to walk over to the gun rack, but stopped. He looked around, and seeing no one, ran back over to the firing line and emptied his magazine into the pig. There wasn't any pig left by the time he dropped the mag out.

"Zis better not take to long. I've already missed two days of school zis veek." He grumbled to himself. He checked his belt for his Walther's, then made his way to the door.

"Do you know what I have planned for today?"

Win took out a lipstick out of her school bag and started painting her lips as she continued talking. "We're going to a wedding today. Not just any wedding, though -- the most grandest wedding of all. We're heading to Hotel Penguin*, the one that's right at the center of the city, just as we speak. The drive is about two hours from here so make sure you're comfortable." Win put her lipstick back and took out an eyeliner this time, carefully applying to her eyes through her personal mirror.

"You must have heard of the Unicornhead Corporation and the Chipsandfries Corporation, both of these companies have been rivals for the longest time. They often come to my father's company for financial back-up and advice on various projects of theirs, and you know, that situation was ideal. Both those companies came to my father's company -- MY company for help since they obviously knew who was superior -- but those idiots! They just had to go mess everything up. They decided on a partnership deal where both there companies will become one, a gigantic company known as "Unicornfries", and those old goons are sealing that partnership by having their children arranged married to each other." Win loosened the ribbon that tied her hair into a bun, and for the first time, revealed to Gordon how long her light-colored hair really was. It was straight, shiny, and reached a little above her waist.

"Basically.. I took the time off from my quest of world domination today, so I could make sure this wedding does not take place. Because if they do become one, Unicornfries might pose a big threat to my company -- and I can simply not let that happen." Win began unbuttoning her shirt to undress.


Hotel Penguin* - Most lavish hotel, ever.

"No, I-"

Then the girl began to put on some lipstick, and interrupted him with discussion of a grand wedding at the Hotel Penguin. He'd heard of this place, and recalling a 'Choujin' Party that once occurred there. And he wasn't invited! They claimed he was underage, but he KNEW it was because he was considered a 'Loser' Choujin. But he wasn't! he was a hardworking hero, even if his best ability at the moment was his addiction to a drink loaded with supercharged caffeine and awesome. Yes, his super energy drink was a mighty thing, like that Kay-Yo-Can thing from that cartoon. Regardless, He kept thinking about how he was totally not a loser Choujin. He began to giggle, and broke out into laughter at the names of Unicornhead, and Chipsandfries, especially laughing at the 'Unicornfries' name idea, pushing all the other junk into the back of his head as he paid little to no attention to the whole scheme.

He did however, begin to take heed of the girl suddenly began to color her lips and applied eyeliner: almost like how he envisioned the girl from his dream before it turned into Slutty Win. However, it seemed she began to turn into the latter as she undid her hair, letting out the angel strings he wanted on his dream girl, and at the same time, appearing as if she was going to undre- wait, she was. She was totally going for her shirt…

"-3-"

Fortunately or unfortunately you could say, the more Win unbuttoned her shirt, the more a new layer of clothing was revealed. She had been wearing a dress under her clothes the entire time. She caught Gordon staring right at her and her eyebrow twitched. She looked away. "You aren't going to even pretend to not want to see anything?! You idioooot!" The dictator got up and punched her boyfriend on his shoulder before sitting back on her seat again, her cheeks fuming.

Win clapped not much later, and a formal suit was tossed from the front of the car to where Win and Gordon were sitting. "Here. Change into these. You can't go to the wedding looking like a hobo."

Tess had followed their car, if only from a distance. She had a strangling suspicion that Gordon was in the car with his "beloved". While at a stop light, she picked up her phone and texted him: "Have U heard nething yet?"

Impatiently, she threw it back down on the passenger seat and pressed her temples with her fingers. Then another thought struck her and she called her best friend. "Hi. Can't talk. Need stuff.... I don't care about your love life. Yes. In the secret room. Yes. No, no. Yeah, that one. I don't know, surprise me, but make it something subtle. Yeah... yes! Thank you so much, love you!" She slid her phone shut happily and the light turned green.

She was absolutely certain that Gordon would respond, so instead she sent a bulk text to all of her other connections to meet her at one of their many safe houses to discuss the latest sabotage.

"I was trying to look away!" grumbled Gordon. "But where the hell do I come in? I float around and buttfu- excuse my language, screw over and ram up the- ugh. I mess up you plans straight up. And as it is, I'm considered pretty lowly in the Hero world. So what good will this do for me?! I've told you a million times, I'm not going to help your evil plans, EVER, because as cheesy as it may sound, I still stand for ideals like freedom, justice, and liberty. Nothing's gonna change that, and nothing you do will spur me to change!"

Inside he was slightly disappointed that Win didn't just strip in front of him, seeing as she 'promised' his mother many grandchildren. What an experiment! But that would have to wait. Then, unbeknownst to Win, his specially set ringtone, for crime fighting, was playing on a frequency that a normal human like Win, Tess, or the others could hear: It was the Choujin ringtone. And Gordon was mentally thinking 'Oh holy shit I'm getting called for something omgomgomg this is totes kewl.'

He took off his shirt and jacket to reveal his most manly chest with a little bit of muscle on it from the fact he was a superhuman and had to have something naturally….and when it came to his pants, he just wore the dress pants over it, and kept his sneakers.

"It'll still look totally badass when I tear off my clothes to reveal my normal pants and say something straight out of an action movie. :D"

"Silence! I'm the leader of everything." Win replied furiously as he started rambling about his fail heroic ways.

The fifteen year old's eyes widened as her self-proclaimed boyfriend took off his shirt and changed into the formal clothes she gave him. She felt her cheeks becoming warm again so she quickly looked away, pouting. "That seems awfully uncomfortable. You can take off those jeans and properly change into the formal pants I gave you if you want.. so you won't slow down and get in my way, that is." Okay, so that probably wasn't the reason why she wanted Gordon to change his pants infront of her in her car, but she was a hormonal teenager and Win being more hormonal than most girls her age, that was the least hormonal thing to be expected of her. Enough said.

She desperately needed to get out of their 'holding hands' stage soon. Win sighed, staring outside her window for some time before picking up her communicator. She dialed a key and pressed the device to her ear. "Lily, did people start arriving yet?... Hmm... Good. I purposely chose for us to arrive a little late than everyone else. Is everything ready?..... Hmm... That's fine, just make sure she doesn't try anything funny this time. Keep a look out for her.... Yes, I'm coming with the idiot right now. We're almost there."

And with the spewing of the well known catchphrase, Gordon groaned. Then he noticed she had looked away, creamy pink on her face, and trying to avoid direct eye contact. What a hypocrite! She totally wanted a piece of him. And that was messed up. But then again, being so incredibly unpopular with both heroes and villains alike, as well as even a chunk of the universe's people (Yes, THAT bad), Gordon would have to take what he could get. And just as she asked, she had asked him to wear dress pants instead of his jeans. She just wanted him to undress…Oh, and then she called that Lilly chick, calling him 'the idiot' as usual, and they had nearly made it there.

He considered jumping her while the two of them weren't half dressed, but that would have technically been rape, seeing as their current relationship was in the 'for show only' stages. He finished adjusting his outfit, and hopped over to Win, noticing the window was rolling down, and held an arm around her, with a cheaply plastered on grin to add on to the false glamour, as to appear as they were like when they'd been in front of his mother.

"Bitch!" Whispered Gordon through his teeth. "I KNOW you weren't staring at me. >:O"

(LOL. this is like a choose your own adventure story on youtube where this chick was like 'Were you staring at my tits?!' and she pulls a gun. Then, the guy's like 'were you staring at my dick?!' and then he pulled a gun. Then finally they're like 'Let's have sex. :D' and at the last moment the guy's like 'NO SEX BEFORE MARRIAGE! >:O')

Lilly stood behind the bulletproof glass of her lab's firing range. It was still about a few minutes before school started and she wanted to have a live fire test for a new design of incendiary rounds. This specific project had been in the works for a few months mainly because it took her a long time to develop the right balance in the natural elements. This balance was especially applicable with the phosphorous because of how difficult it is to develop and maintain free phosphorous, the chemical had a bad reputation of blowing up. Plus, Michael had been free that morning and he was perfect for the test fire.

A pig carcass was used as a target down range and Lilly was watching intently as Michael leveled out his G36 Assault Rifle. It was only a second before rifle fired, sending a burst of her bullets down range. The bullets were perhaps a little too effective as she noted a few of the bullets went through the pig instead of imbedding themselves inside. Regardless, the following combustion of the pig into a spectacular fireball was more than enough to prove that bullet did its job. Lilly made was in the middle of making a few more notes as Michael emptied the rest of the clip into the pig carcass, perhaps the bullet shape could tinkered with so as to increase the friction of the bullet as it enters the body. Lilly placed her clipboard down just as her phone notified her that she had received a text. She already knew who it would be from though. "Alright, thank you for your help today Michael, I might have need of you in the next few days." Lilly said as she pressed a small button to speak into the PA system. She gave a small nod to Michael as he walked out before flipping open her phone to read Win's text. Lilly sighed as she read it, Win wanted her to help her stop some wedding. "I wish you would tell me at least a day in advance."

Lilly made her way to her computer room, if she expected her to get into the wedding, then she was going to need to get them all proper invitations, since this was a large corporate wedding, it wouldn't be that hard to get her hands on an invitation. Sitting down, Lilly popped a small cherry candy into her mouth before unlocking her system. It was a combination voice, finger, and coded password to access the system and Lilly was in the middle of building an eye reader as well for it. Once she was in, Lilly sipped on a metallic glove of sorts on both her hands and slipped a small HUD over her left eye. With these she could interact with the system much faster than a traditional mouse and keyboard system and she quickly went about searching the traces of the internet for the invitation. Luckily, the Wedding invitations hadn't been sent but a few weeks ago and since it was such a big deal, the invitation itself wouldn't be hard to trace. Within a few minutes she had tracked one such invitation to a Mr. Devlin, one of the regional presidents of the Unicronhead Corporation. Sadly for Mr. Devlin of the Unicornhead, he only had his corporate email, and corporate email systems were always so lax with security. Lilly quickly pulled up a spyware virus she kept programmed on a disk and slipped it into the drive of the computer. The virus uploaded itself and with a few minor changes to its coding, Lilly slipped it into the next email to be received by Mr. Devlin. It would take a few more minutes to receive a proper copy of the invitation but soon she had an invitation for each member of Win's entourage whenever they arrived. Slipping the invitations into her bag and popping another candy into her mouth, Lilly picked up her phone and made one more call, this time to her butler. "Mr. Worthing, please ready the helicopter, I have an invitation to my friend Courtney's wedding and with all my studying I almost forgot about it. Meet me at the landing in ten minutes." Lilly flipped her phone off and pocketed it before quickly changing into a very nice, if still gothic black dress and walking to her family's helipad.

The flight over wasn't too long, a two hour car ride was only about thirty minutes by air and with short order she had arrived at the owner of Chipsandfries corporation’s mansion. It was a beautiful structure nestled in the backcountry and the party seemed to be just starting as Lilly arrived. A waiter met her at the helicopter pad and she was quickly taken to her table as she showed him the invitation. Once seated, Lilly ordered a glass of water and some of the appetizers brought to her as she listened to the gentlemen playing the piano. The piano player in question was surprisingly one of her rivals, a collage protégé whom she had beaten in a competition a few months back, still he played only for money so he could never be as good as her. Lilly's phone vibrated as she received a call from Win. "....Yes, I'm here and the guests have for the most part arrived.... Yes everything is ready on part, Worthing is waiting for you to hand you invitations... As for her, I haven’t seen her....alright, cya soon." I havn't seen her....alright, cya soon."

Lilly was unsure exactly how long it would be before Win and the other’s arrived but in the meantime she could keep herself busy by taking over the security system. The program would take awhile for her to create though and she would need an upload point. Rising from her seat at the tables, Lilly began to wonder around the party, conversing with a few of the guests and generally appearing as if she truly belonged there. It was a somewhat difficult charade to pull off. After all, Lilly was not too keen on large parties; she wasn’t really the most sociable of people. Regardless, she managed to play her part well, even managing to silver-tongue her way past Mr. Devlin, the very man she had stolen her invitation’s from. Finally she was able to slip out of the party down a side hallway unseen.

Lilly was looking for one thing, a security camera or anything that she could upload from. Perhaps luckily, or unluckily, Lilly managed to run almost straight into the open door of the security center. It wasn’t quite what she wanted, but it gave her a better upload point then what she originally intended. Plus, with all the security protecting the perimeter or acting as bouncers for the media, there would be no one to check up on this specific room. Two male voices drifted out from the room, obviously two security agents were watching the cameras but they wouldn’t be too difficult to deal with. Quickly opening her laptop, Lilly threw open a voice recognition software her father had developed for the American CIA. The program would be able to record a person’s individual voice frequencies and then be able to turn around and change the voice of the person speaking through a microphone to the recorded voice frequency. It wasn’t a perfect program and voice recognition software could catch the background noise, but it was good enough to fool someone over a phone or radio.

Once Lilly had the voices of each guard isolated into her program, she reached into her back and took out what appeared to be a little metallic spider, well little meant the size her hand but it would get the job done. Once again accessing her laptop, Lilly opened up yet another program, this one directly connecting with the radio frequency identical to the robotic spider. With a small *click click* noise, the spider turned on, its legs making a slight clicking sound as they hit the tile. Using her laptop keyboard much like that of a FPS game, indeed the hotkeys for the spider’s control were nearly identical, Lilly maneuvered the little spider around the corner and into the air duct connecting the hallway and the security room. Once inside it was a fairly simple route to the duct beneath the desk of the security room and the spider had infiltrated the room. After using the small camera in the spider’s eyes to have a quick look around the room, Lilly deciding it was safe pulled up a small command prompt, typed in a few quick lines of code and with a small popping noise audible in the room, the back of the spider opened up, releasing an odorous sleeping gas into the room, quickly incapacitating the two security agents.

Waiting a full minute for the gas to dissipate before opening the door Lilly strode on in to the main computer hub, recovered her now spent sleep spider, and quickly hooked up her computer to the system. It would take approximately fifteen minutes to insert the virus and another five before the virus would override the system and place her computer in control of the system. The only flaw in her plan was that Lilly would need to use the mansion’s own WiFi to control the security systems unless she had time to install her own link set up, but that would take another seven minutes and Lilly wasn’t sure if she had that time before Win arrived. Quickly opening her phone, Lilly typed out a quick text to her friend and leader Win, what’s your ETA?

As Lilly infiltrated the mansion’s security system, she began watching the camera’s for both Win’s arrival and anything else that could prove beneficial or potentially dangerous for her or her friends. It was then that she noticed the happenings on a screen which belonged to Video Camera 7. The camera was set to watch a back hallway ending in a window on the first floor. A figure had just passed in front of the camera and as the figure went closer to the window Lilly could see that the mysterious figure was the bride herself. The young women appeared to be somewhere between the age of 17 and 22, it was difficult to tell from what was on the screen, but as she neared the window, a second figure appeared, this one on the outside. It was difficult to make out the figure, but he definitely was not a guest at the party. The bride quickened her pace as she saw the figure in the window and she quickly through the window open and kissed the man.

“So, the bride and the groom do not love each other.” Lilly said quietly. Lilly watched with mild curiosity as the heartbroken couple’s meeting came to an end and the Bride began her slow walk back to the party and the altar. “Well now, we can’t be having this now can we.” Lilly said to herself. Grabbing a small sheet of paper, Lilly hurriedly scratched in a small note and went off to intercept the Bride.

The older woman was not far from Lilly’s current position and she quickly found the sulking women. Slowing her pace, Lilly purposefully walked into the spaced out bride, knocking both of them to the ground. Lilly, acting like a perfect little girl, made a flurry of apologies to the women. The bride accepted the apology but before she could go Lilly handed her the note, saying that she had dropped it. The women tried to say she hadn’t but Lilly was already backing off to her station to await Win’s arrival. The bride opened the note to read

Gordon proceeded to leave the vehicle as soon as they were out of the sight of the people there. This was just wrong, helping evil schemes become successful operations, attacking innocent people, and overall trying to fuck up someone's day. Such a path belonged to that of a giant "douchebag-icus." One even a 'Loser Choujin' like Gordon knew not to follow. Sure, he just TOTALLY disregarded the fact he left behind his current girlfriend in a budding relationship, but for god's sake, she didn't know how to get past the 'holding hands' stage! it was totally unfair because instead, all she wanted were these stupid schemes instead of doing normal shit, like, maybe going shopping, just getting a hotdog (And maybe giving him a show in the process. What? A guy can dream… =_=). But it was never that. It was Destroy the mega corporation super-satellite for some digital TV/cell-phone/etc.

And he went home.

And back to sleep.

Sure, his mother made him get up to take the trash.

But he went back.

Oh. Then he had to go to the bathroom.

And THEN he went back to his bed…

But then he had to go online on his computer a moment.

But eventually though he went back to bed.

And he felt pretty damn good.

Quitting school would be next on the list...

One week later~


This was not acceptable. Definitely not acceptable. What was she going to do now? She wasn't the leader of everything anymore. She had to come up with a new catchphrase for herself, not to mention this making it almost impossible for her to take over the world now -- if not completely. That idiot. She had left Gordon numerous texts and calls but there was no answer, not one, as always. He always ignored her and he always avoided any type of confrontation when they weren't hanging out together. That just made everything ten times more annoying. Win bit her lip. She couldn't possibly call Lily, she was too embarrassed. Everyone else abandoned Win after this incident, her entire squad and army. She was too afraid to talk to Lily, because she didn't want to find out that her bestfriend had ditched her like the rest, too. It didn't matter anymore though, they took her cell phone not too long after her attempts to call her pretend-boyfriend.

Win huffed and puffed with a pillow in her hand -- her only possession besides that dinky little apartment. She was not used to walking at all. Walking was hard. Her boots lazily dragged against the snowy sideway. She had a long coat on with a pair of slim jeans and a long scarf that draped a good portion of her mouth as well as her neck. They were kind enough to let her keep her current clothes. Of course it was winter, it wouldn't be dramatic otherwise. The blonde girl coughed and gave herself a tight hug. Thankfully, she was already there. The tint of her cheeks getting stronger by the second as she looked up at her destination. Win punched and kicked Gordon's door.

Within the time Gordon had originally left, he coincidentally ran into a comic vender, and a former pro-wrestler. Over the course of a week, Gordon decided to use this time away from Win to learn a couple things about being a Choujin, as well as some Choujin wrestling moves. With a little hard work and some good exercise, Gordon had learned several finishing moves and submission techniques, as well as getting a shit-ton of strength training. The training began just outside of town, and continued over a course in which Gordon had to go to a new training area each day, until he finally got closer and closer to home. It wasn't long training, but by god, it felt very lengthy, and painfully difficult. Now, he was on the road home to try and retake his normal life.

He walked over towards his house, dragging his legs through the snow. He was only dressed in his usual track pants, although baggier and colored green and red. Additionally, his sleeveless jacket was now also green, and his wristbands replaced for now with bandages tied securely to serve a similar function. However, he was not wearing a T-shirt, and was lugging a bag full of stuff on his back like santa claus, as he got closer and closer, and began to remember the girl who used him as her pretend girlfriend, all for her failed quest of world domination and evil.

"Win, is that you? If it is, then get the fuck away from my door. I'm back from my One Week Sabbatical."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnNk0sLW ... plpp_video

"What the heck is wrong with these people?! Why isn't anyone opening the door? Did they all die in a plane cr--"

Win swiftly turned around at the sound of someone walking on snow rather loudly. Her long, blonde pigtails waved in the chilly wind for dramatic effect. For a second, she just blinked and waited for her brain to register who exactly was standing infront of her, unsure of how to react. It had already been a full week. Thump, thump, thump. Shut up, heart! Don't embarrass me. Win scowled at her internal organ. Her cheeks started becoming warm again after an entire week of nothing, and she started feeling her pancreas doing a little dance in excitement. Did she really miss him that much?

Win shyly made her way to Gordon. She scanned at him from head-to-toe. "Your new jacket is ugly," she slapped him with her pillow.

At a slow pace, Win came over to him…and slapped him with a pillow. She stated her disgust for his training gear, and huffed, putting his bag down a moment, and putting down the bag so he could stuff the jacket in, revealing that he'd gotten a bit more muscular, his body looking much more fit than before, as he put the jacket in, and picked up his bag again, moving the girl aside, and walking to the door to open it with one of his keys, and without looking, taking Win's hand, and dragging her inside. Upon entering, he tossed the bag onto a table, and keeled over onto the couch, reaching for the TV remote, and watching the screen turn bright as he flipped through channels, with steam rising from his back. Out of the cold, his body was much redder, and scars that were healing were better visible, but fading from Gordon's Choujin healing factor.

"So, what did you want?" He asked her. "I heard you gave up world domination."