Post by redsycorax on Feb 23, 2019 23:33:11 GMT
Due to the fact that Mr Might's former flames Lola Lake and Louisa Louche tried to get their now married ex-object of desire unhitched from Lemurian Mermaid, and then made things worse when they scrambled Earth-55's history while trying to patch things up, resulting in a probability storm, Earth-55 was in hopeless chaos.
Bat Woman managed to grab for a stasis field lever and the Freedom Brigade satellite abruptly disappeared from the timestream in turmoil. Lady Liberty moaned as she sat up, recovering from an unpleasant knock on the head:
"Vicky...what happened..."
"Those two extraneous characters from Mr Might's story arc caused a major felgercarb in terms of our world's spatiotemporal coherence."
"Zoot! Are we the only survivors of this? And why are we using strange expletives like those?"
"Let's see. Lightswitch was in midteleport, so with any luck, he'll still be in the rematerialisation buffer bank..." As the buffer field emptied its contents into the main materialisation circuit, a familiar figure materialised from the ether. But it was not the former Dirk Grierson that they knew:
"Dirk?"
"Apparently, yes...only now I'm Lightpower, instead of Lightswitch. Are we all the survivors that are left?"
"Green Trashcan was returning from a mission for the Ghastlians of Ooerr, so he wasn't caught in the turmoil. But the rest of the Freedom Brigade are...dead." Lady Liberty exclaimed.
"Which leaves us with a problem. Based on the Earth-One Justice League paradigm, whenever someone decides to ditch the major superhero membership of that organisation and provides a group of second-stringers instead, the ratings bomb heavily." Bat Woman commented.
"We could always merge with our offspring, the Superior Five. They've been wanting to replace us for ages." Lady Liberty replied.
"We're short Aquaman, Flash, Green Arrow and Superman analogues. Which means that we desperately need new parody figures modelled on them."
"Why not wait for Earth-55's continuum to resolve itself into something approximating its former configuration, so we can have characters with highly similar but slightly different continuities rejoin us?"
"But that would mean tiresome recreations of original meeting scenes for established characters. I mean, you're now the same age as Badman."
"Except we don't know if the old lech is going to end up in our timeline." Lightpower crossed his fingers, hoping that wasn't going to be the case.
Several minutes later, Earth-55B had coolled from the formative protoplanetary disk, birthed a large planetary satellite, had organic molecules blasted into existence, underwent four billion years of evolution, had a global supercontinent splinter into a more quotidian arrangement, and hosted several more photogenic species such as trilobites, ammonites, dinosaurs, mammoths and various species of hominid. The planet Neon didn't explode again, but this time, Klara stopped Dumb-El from launching their son Barb-El (Mr Might) into space by landing a hefty haymaker on his chin before the most incompetent scientist on the fabled planet could do so. Lola Lake and Louisa Louche became gangstresses and turned inexplicably evil. Mermaid stayed in Lemuria and became its Empress without Mr Might. Princess Power didn't marry Steve Tremor and became Queen of Glamazon Island, while Lady Liberty was the sole Glamazonian powerhouse in existence here. Brian Payne still lost all his fortune and became corrupted into Badman, recruiting Dirk Grierson as Robber the Boy Plunder, and Robber still reformed into Lightpower and married Hamish MacHunk. Bat Woman was still motivated into assuming her heroic identity, the Patriot didn't become a superhero but became US Vice President, Captain Swift still gained his superspeed powers, Green Trashcan was entrusted with the smelloring, but suddenly and quite vexatiously, Space Beatniks appeared midway through the reiteration process:
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wha...?! Where did all that repetitious and highly dated subcultural argot come from?" Lady Liberty said, sidestepping the loud bongo drumming.
"And why are there a horde of bearded dudes squatting in our satellite in bare feet and ripped trousers?" Lightpower queried
Bat Woman snapped her fingers:
"Wait a minute! That dialogue is from a Robert Kanigher Kid Flash story called "King of the Beatniks." Presumably, the object of its repetition is to indicate what feeble grasp the elderly and conservative Robert Kanigher really had when it came to contemporary youth culture."
Lady Liberty began to twiddle with the FBUS satellite's Central Control Panel:
"Ah, so they don't really exist. Right, that's all of us protected by a forcescreen. Now to trigger the sequence for Vacuum Flush, like so... and presto, the profoundly annoying and outdated Space Beatniks eat cold hard vacuum!'
"Uh, Debbie? Don't look now, but..." Lightpower indicated the centre of the FBUS satellite meeting table, where the number of Space Beatniks had inexplicably tripled:
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"How did that happen? And why are they now in triplicate?" Lady Liberty gasped.
"I think these may be Rapidly Fissioning Asexual Space Beatniks from the Planet Badabyng. And frankly, who'd want to have sex of any kind with them?" Bat Woman shuddered.
"But Badabying is in Earth-F's universe- wait a minute. This is a surreptitious, covert invasion from Earth-F, isn't it? So why don't we use exactly the same plot mcguffin we did in "Cartoon Invasion from Earth-F"?"
"What, you mean, considering they consist entirely of cellulose, pulp, salt water, carbon, titanium dioxide, wax emulsion, formaldehyde, water glycol and azo pigments? So we can use high-pressure water, flame or inkballs against them."
"Wow...AAARRRPPPPP!!!"
And so, soon the Space Beatniks were garish clots of coloured ink on the floor of the FBUS satellite. However, other "menaces" rapidly assailed the members of the Freedom Brigafde. In rapid succession, they were bombarded with jet propelled miniature duplicates of the Moon, chain wielding butch female motorcycle gang members and dancing cossacks led by Nadia, Queen of the Cossacks, who had been kicked off Earth-25 for being too embarrassing to even merit a reappearance in the mid-sixties camp Batman series replicated from that world's reality.
As the trio fought off the sudden inexplicable desperate plotpadding central casting and rather anodyne villains, Lightpower said:
"There's a deeply unconvincing tangential plot connection behind all this somewhere, but what is it? What? What? What?"
Sure enough, back on Earth-55, in Despicables supervillain bar and grill, Lex Object was meeting with Doctor Sativa, Captain Marbles arch-enemy, and Badman the Darknight Deviant:
"Kaffkaffkaff! Sativa! Stop bogarting that joint and listen!"
"Why? Earth-55 has never had cannabis prohibition and had the decency to find Reefer Madness and other desperately kitsch anti-weed propaganda so overblown it was ridiculous, unlike certain other alternate Earths I can mention."
"Stop ragging on embarrassing aspects of Earth-33's cultural and political history and listen! We have a fiendish plot to devise, even if Mr Might no longer exists, I now have long red locks of hair, and my motive for becoming a supervillain is now even more tenuous than turning into a slaphead because of an unfortunate chemical accident in my lab."
"Good point. Those highly useful but ephmeral quotidian plot devices that we teleported onto the FBUS satellite won't last for much longer. Sativa, what is Captain Marbles magic word from which he is transformed from Batty Billfold to the Worlds Most Magnificent Muddle?"
"Shazbot, I think."
CRAKKKKKK!!!!
"Good heavens! We've all become dressed in tomato red uniforms with a marble insignia on their chests. How did that happen?" Badman queried, pinching his nipples.
"It has something to do with a demented wizard on the Boulder of Interminability." Doctor Sativa explained.
"Shouldn't that be Rock of Interminability?" Lex Object asked.
"It got downsized. Which is odd, because this world has never had a Captain Marvel alternate before." Sativa continued
"Great! I've got superpowers at long, long last, which means I can give that infernal Freedom Brigade a right bollocking."
"Okay, I'm not sure about the fact that you've suddenly swerved into British vernacular, Brian..." Lex said, raising an eyebrow.
"And at a time when the FBUS is understaffed and overwhelmed. It doesn't get better than this."
Black Vulcan was pleasantly surprised that he was in corporeal form in this iteration of Earth-55 and promptly married his longtime inamorata Amanda Wallop of the Shady Squad. He looked around:
"O-kay. This place looks kinda empty now, with half the team vanished from existence."
"We need about three extra members to continue to get funding. All those in favour of staging a membership raid on the Marvellous Atrophied lineup say aye."
Green Trashcan blanched:
"Um, if it's all the same with you guys, I'll take a rain check. The last time that I checked out those folks, I almost got beaten to a pulp."
Hardly had the cunning retcon dialogue which pointed to Charlton's Go-Go Bestest League series been uttered when three unfamiliar forms materialised on the teleport pad. In short order, they were Invisibubble Woman, the Wisp and the Scarlet Wench:
"Ah, the Freedom Brigade. Good. Where can we sign up?"
"Wait a minute. We only just had the corroborating dialogue."
"Yes, but the Freedom Brigade is much less sexist that the Marvellous Atrophied or Freakish Four. We can rev up our powers here and have a good time."
"You do realise that there's already a Wisp analogue in our supervillain lineup, the Terrible TseTse Fly?"
"Actually, we merged in the continuity shakeup. I've had quite enough of being a second stringer trapped in a dysfunctional marriage to Termite Man. The same applies to Invisibubble Woman. So, if you want us, you've got us."
"Welcome onboard, sisters."
Green Trashcan pointed to the sensor array:
"Uh, we're about to have a bad satellite collision with three metas en route up here. I hope that's not your husbands."
Invisibubble Woman shook her head: "Nope, mine husband's Mister Fantabulous, whose abilities are basically ductile bodily fluidity and who would be a one-note character if it weren't for the fact that he's also a brilliant supergenius. So that's not him."
"Good heavens, it's Captain Marbles."
"No, that's Badman, that's Mr Might's former nemesis Lex Object and the third one I haven't got a clue about. Looks like Lex' hair has grown back."
The Wisp cracked her knuckles and had changed to a black outfit:
"Oh good, I can turn morally ambiguous and dial up my Wisp stinger up. Scarlet, your magic could come in useful."
But hardly had the Scarlet Wench opened her mouth, when a figure in fishnet stockings, a leotard and magicians outfit materialised:
"What's she doing here?"
"Um, because you left your interdimensional dial code off, Zasparilla?"
The magician pointed zeir wand and Scarlet Wench disappeared off back to the Marvellous corner of Earth-55. Zey then stalked to the teleport unit and chanted:
"U hu u hu u hu/Captain Marbles, where are you?"
Abruptly, on the Earth below, there was a lightning bolt strike from elsewhere in its universe, which could only mean one thing. Yes, it was indeed the World's Most Magnificent Muddle, Captain Marbles, who had a metahuman expertise imbalance in advance of the three newbies who had appropriated his abilities:
"Here I come to save the day!"
"Wha?" Doctor Sativa said, having missed the satellite altogether, due to his weed intoxication, which meant there were only two interlopers left:
"Oh, this is so unfair!" Lex Object fumed.
"Nice leotard, Captain Marbles." Badman grinned.
"Can you read this word, Lex?"
"You're getting your continuity mixed up. Saying things backward is the prop of five dimensional one-note interlopers from Zrfff or magicians like Zasparilla the Grating."
"Look, you can talk. Becoming a supervillain just because you were bald is hardly psychological realism, sport. Never mind the fact that your arch enemy is no longer even in continuity. Why don't you head off to a remote world with a purple sun, get married and reform?"
"Because I'm a practising objectumsexual and I'm only attracted to inanimate objects like statues in this iteration of ... okay, that's distinctly variant."
Badman was meanwhile closing in on the FBUS satellite, when Lightpower appeared to stop him:
"Not today, Brian."
"Aren't you forgetting one thing? I've got powers now and you d-..." Badman got no further as another eldritch lightning bolt hit the Darknight Deviant and he became a quotidian vaguely humorous evil Batman ripoff once more.
"Help! Lex! Lex? Oh, this is ridiculous. And why has my outfit gone pink as well?" As Badman plummeted downwards, he pulled the rope on his Badparachute, which ended up saving his life.
Which left the all-new Freedom Brigade secure on their satellite, apart from Black Vulcan who was on honeymoon with Amanda Wallop. But would this incarnation of the Freedom Brigade be popular, or would it end up almost destroying the series because of the fact that with the exception of Wisp, most of the new lineup were feeble second stringers and not the parodies of significant metahumans who pull in the punters? Update: Doctor Sativa is still going and passed the heliopause of Earth-55's solar system. He is now about one light-year from Earth-55 and is still as stoned as the Grand Canyon. Right, that's the weed joke done for this series...
THE END
Bat Woman managed to grab for a stasis field lever and the Freedom Brigade satellite abruptly disappeared from the timestream in turmoil. Lady Liberty moaned as she sat up, recovering from an unpleasant knock on the head:
"Vicky...what happened..."
"Those two extraneous characters from Mr Might's story arc caused a major felgercarb in terms of our world's spatiotemporal coherence."
"Zoot! Are we the only survivors of this? And why are we using strange expletives like those?"
"Let's see. Lightswitch was in midteleport, so with any luck, he'll still be in the rematerialisation buffer bank..." As the buffer field emptied its contents into the main materialisation circuit, a familiar figure materialised from the ether. But it was not the former Dirk Grierson that they knew:
"Dirk?"
"Apparently, yes...only now I'm Lightpower, instead of Lightswitch. Are we all the survivors that are left?"
"Green Trashcan was returning from a mission for the Ghastlians of Ooerr, so he wasn't caught in the turmoil. But the rest of the Freedom Brigade are...dead." Lady Liberty exclaimed.
"Which leaves us with a problem. Based on the Earth-One Justice League paradigm, whenever someone decides to ditch the major superhero membership of that organisation and provides a group of second-stringers instead, the ratings bomb heavily." Bat Woman commented.
"We could always merge with our offspring, the Superior Five. They've been wanting to replace us for ages." Lady Liberty replied.
"We're short Aquaman, Flash, Green Arrow and Superman analogues. Which means that we desperately need new parody figures modelled on them."
"Why not wait for Earth-55's continuum to resolve itself into something approximating its former configuration, so we can have characters with highly similar but slightly different continuities rejoin us?"
"But that would mean tiresome recreations of original meeting scenes for established characters. I mean, you're now the same age as Badman."
"Except we don't know if the old lech is going to end up in our timeline." Lightpower crossed his fingers, hoping that wasn't going to be the case.
Several minutes later, Earth-55B had coolled from the formative protoplanetary disk, birthed a large planetary satellite, had organic molecules blasted into existence, underwent four billion years of evolution, had a global supercontinent splinter into a more quotidian arrangement, and hosted several more photogenic species such as trilobites, ammonites, dinosaurs, mammoths and various species of hominid. The planet Neon didn't explode again, but this time, Klara stopped Dumb-El from launching their son Barb-El (Mr Might) into space by landing a hefty haymaker on his chin before the most incompetent scientist on the fabled planet could do so. Lola Lake and Louisa Louche became gangstresses and turned inexplicably evil. Mermaid stayed in Lemuria and became its Empress without Mr Might. Princess Power didn't marry Steve Tremor and became Queen of Glamazon Island, while Lady Liberty was the sole Glamazonian powerhouse in existence here. Brian Payne still lost all his fortune and became corrupted into Badman, recruiting Dirk Grierson as Robber the Boy Plunder, and Robber still reformed into Lightpower and married Hamish MacHunk. Bat Woman was still motivated into assuming her heroic identity, the Patriot didn't become a superhero but became US Vice President, Captain Swift still gained his superspeed powers, Green Trashcan was entrusted with the smelloring, but suddenly and quite vexatiously, Space Beatniks appeared midway through the reiteration process:
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wha...?! Where did all that repetitious and highly dated subcultural argot come from?" Lady Liberty said, sidestepping the loud bongo drumming.
"And why are there a horde of bearded dudes squatting in our satellite in bare feet and ripped trousers?" Lightpower queried
Bat Woman snapped her fingers:
"Wait a minute! That dialogue is from a Robert Kanigher Kid Flash story called "King of the Beatniks." Presumably, the object of its repetition is to indicate what feeble grasp the elderly and conservative Robert Kanigher really had when it came to contemporary youth culture."
Lady Liberty began to twiddle with the FBUS satellite's Central Control Panel:
"Ah, so they don't really exist. Right, that's all of us protected by a forcescreen. Now to trigger the sequence for Vacuum Flush, like so... and presto, the profoundly annoying and outdated Space Beatniks eat cold hard vacuum!'
"Uh, Debbie? Don't look now, but..." Lightpower indicated the centre of the FBUS satellite meeting table, where the number of Space Beatniks had inexplicably tripled:
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"Wow maaan, I'm in orbit."
"That platter is Endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up!"
"Wow maan, I'm in orbit"
"That platter is endsville, baby."
"Cool! I'm all shook up."
"How did that happen? And why are they now in triplicate?" Lady Liberty gasped.
"I think these may be Rapidly Fissioning Asexual Space Beatniks from the Planet Badabyng. And frankly, who'd want to have sex of any kind with them?" Bat Woman shuddered.
"But Badabying is in Earth-F's universe- wait a minute. This is a surreptitious, covert invasion from Earth-F, isn't it? So why don't we use exactly the same plot mcguffin we did in "Cartoon Invasion from Earth-F"?"
"What, you mean, considering they consist entirely of cellulose, pulp, salt water, carbon, titanium dioxide, wax emulsion, formaldehyde, water glycol and azo pigments? So we can use high-pressure water, flame or inkballs against them."
"Wow...AAARRRPPPPP!!!"
And so, soon the Space Beatniks were garish clots of coloured ink on the floor of the FBUS satellite. However, other "menaces" rapidly assailed the members of the Freedom Brigafde. In rapid succession, they were bombarded with jet propelled miniature duplicates of the Moon, chain wielding butch female motorcycle gang members and dancing cossacks led by Nadia, Queen of the Cossacks, who had been kicked off Earth-25 for being too embarrassing to even merit a reappearance in the mid-sixties camp Batman series replicated from that world's reality.
As the trio fought off the sudden inexplicable desperate plotpadding central casting and rather anodyne villains, Lightpower said:
"There's a deeply unconvincing tangential plot connection behind all this somewhere, but what is it? What? What? What?"
Sure enough, back on Earth-55, in Despicables supervillain bar and grill, Lex Object was meeting with Doctor Sativa, Captain Marbles arch-enemy, and Badman the Darknight Deviant:
"Kaffkaffkaff! Sativa! Stop bogarting that joint and listen!"
"Why? Earth-55 has never had cannabis prohibition and had the decency to find Reefer Madness and other desperately kitsch anti-weed propaganda so overblown it was ridiculous, unlike certain other alternate Earths I can mention."
"Stop ragging on embarrassing aspects of Earth-33's cultural and political history and listen! We have a fiendish plot to devise, even if Mr Might no longer exists, I now have long red locks of hair, and my motive for becoming a supervillain is now even more tenuous than turning into a slaphead because of an unfortunate chemical accident in my lab."
"Good point. Those highly useful but ephmeral quotidian plot devices that we teleported onto the FBUS satellite won't last for much longer. Sativa, what is Captain Marbles magic word from which he is transformed from Batty Billfold to the Worlds Most Magnificent Muddle?"
"Shazbot, I think."
CRAKKKKKK!!!!
"Good heavens! We've all become dressed in tomato red uniforms with a marble insignia on their chests. How did that happen?" Badman queried, pinching his nipples.
"It has something to do with a demented wizard on the Boulder of Interminability." Doctor Sativa explained.
"Shouldn't that be Rock of Interminability?" Lex Object asked.
"It got downsized. Which is odd, because this world has never had a Captain Marvel alternate before." Sativa continued
"Great! I've got superpowers at long, long last, which means I can give that infernal Freedom Brigade a right bollocking."
"Okay, I'm not sure about the fact that you've suddenly swerved into British vernacular, Brian..." Lex said, raising an eyebrow.
"And at a time when the FBUS is understaffed and overwhelmed. It doesn't get better than this."
Black Vulcan was pleasantly surprised that he was in corporeal form in this iteration of Earth-55 and promptly married his longtime inamorata Amanda Wallop of the Shady Squad. He looked around:
"O-kay. This place looks kinda empty now, with half the team vanished from existence."
"We need about three extra members to continue to get funding. All those in favour of staging a membership raid on the Marvellous Atrophied lineup say aye."
Green Trashcan blanched:
"Um, if it's all the same with you guys, I'll take a rain check. The last time that I checked out those folks, I almost got beaten to a pulp."
Hardly had the cunning retcon dialogue which pointed to Charlton's Go-Go Bestest League series been uttered when three unfamiliar forms materialised on the teleport pad. In short order, they were Invisibubble Woman, the Wisp and the Scarlet Wench:
"Ah, the Freedom Brigade. Good. Where can we sign up?"
"Wait a minute. We only just had the corroborating dialogue."
"Yes, but the Freedom Brigade is much less sexist that the Marvellous Atrophied or Freakish Four. We can rev up our powers here and have a good time."
"You do realise that there's already a Wisp analogue in our supervillain lineup, the Terrible TseTse Fly?"
"Actually, we merged in the continuity shakeup. I've had quite enough of being a second stringer trapped in a dysfunctional marriage to Termite Man. The same applies to Invisibubble Woman. So, if you want us, you've got us."
"Welcome onboard, sisters."
Green Trashcan pointed to the sensor array:
"Uh, we're about to have a bad satellite collision with three metas en route up here. I hope that's not your husbands."
Invisibubble Woman shook her head: "Nope, mine husband's Mister Fantabulous, whose abilities are basically ductile bodily fluidity and who would be a one-note character if it weren't for the fact that he's also a brilliant supergenius. So that's not him."
"Good heavens, it's Captain Marbles."
"No, that's Badman, that's Mr Might's former nemesis Lex Object and the third one I haven't got a clue about. Looks like Lex' hair has grown back."
The Wisp cracked her knuckles and had changed to a black outfit:
"Oh good, I can turn morally ambiguous and dial up my Wisp stinger up. Scarlet, your magic could come in useful."
But hardly had the Scarlet Wench opened her mouth, when a figure in fishnet stockings, a leotard and magicians outfit materialised:
"What's she doing here?"
"Um, because you left your interdimensional dial code off, Zasparilla?"
The magician pointed zeir wand and Scarlet Wench disappeared off back to the Marvellous corner of Earth-55. Zey then stalked to the teleport unit and chanted:
"U hu u hu u hu/Captain Marbles, where are you?"
Abruptly, on the Earth below, there was a lightning bolt strike from elsewhere in its universe, which could only mean one thing. Yes, it was indeed the World's Most Magnificent Muddle, Captain Marbles, who had a metahuman expertise imbalance in advance of the three newbies who had appropriated his abilities:
"Here I come to save the day!"
"Wha?" Doctor Sativa said, having missed the satellite altogether, due to his weed intoxication, which meant there were only two interlopers left:
"Oh, this is so unfair!" Lex Object fumed.
"Nice leotard, Captain Marbles." Badman grinned.
"Can you read this word, Lex?"
"You're getting your continuity mixed up. Saying things backward is the prop of five dimensional one-note interlopers from Zrfff or magicians like Zasparilla the Grating."
"Look, you can talk. Becoming a supervillain just because you were bald is hardly psychological realism, sport. Never mind the fact that your arch enemy is no longer even in continuity. Why don't you head off to a remote world with a purple sun, get married and reform?"
"Because I'm a practising objectumsexual and I'm only attracted to inanimate objects like statues in this iteration of ... okay, that's distinctly variant."
Badman was meanwhile closing in on the FBUS satellite, when Lightpower appeared to stop him:
"Not today, Brian."
"Aren't you forgetting one thing? I've got powers now and you d-..." Badman got no further as another eldritch lightning bolt hit the Darknight Deviant and he became a quotidian vaguely humorous evil Batman ripoff once more.
"Help! Lex! Lex? Oh, this is ridiculous. And why has my outfit gone pink as well?" As Badman plummeted downwards, he pulled the rope on his Badparachute, which ended up saving his life.
Which left the all-new Freedom Brigade secure on their satellite, apart from Black Vulcan who was on honeymoon with Amanda Wallop. But would this incarnation of the Freedom Brigade be popular, or would it end up almost destroying the series because of the fact that with the exception of Wisp, most of the new lineup were feeble second stringers and not the parodies of significant metahumans who pull in the punters? Update: Doctor Sativa is still going and passed the heliopause of Earth-55's solar system. He is now about one light-year from Earth-55 and is still as stoned as the Grand Canyon. Right, that's the weed joke done for this series...
THE END