Boardom KillsIn my younger years, I liked to go to random protests.
Its not fair! the crowd shouted.
Whats going on? I asked one of the protestors.
Were protesting the lack of funding for the arts.
Hows the protest going so far?
Well, weve got our cleverly drawn signs, every once in a while we stop and shout out motivational protesting chants, and we parade around, sometimes in random patterns and other times in uniform circles.
Sounds cool, how do I sign-up?
You dont, Ill just give you this extra sign and you can start milling around.
Yeah, do you like it? I made that one myself.
I think it would be even better if you spelt bored right.
Why? How do you spell it?
Oh. Oh well, its yours now.
I walked out to the middle of the protestors.
The Man Who Finally Went SaneTell me, when did this all begin? the psychiatrist asked.
When it began? What do you mean? Its always been like this. Greg was sitting on a brown leather couch in a mostly brown office. Above him, light brown imprints of autumn leaves covered the surface of the ceiling. The bookshelves were made from maple wood, the hardwood floor was made of bubinga wood, and the wide desk was made of mahogany. Light glowed through beige curtains and shone on a bonsai tree resting on the corner of the desk.
Youve always felt this way towards them?
Oh, well, no, not always. But they always felt this way towards me.
How can you tell? They dont move of their own free will, they dont even have brains to think with. Theyre just trees.
Theyre just trees? Greg looked at her. The other day, I was walking on a path through a park. Nobody was around. I walked past a large spruce tree standing alone
Chapter 24: Another Super Hero
Did he not stop the electricity on time? No, he didnt even get to push the button. He turned to Evil Hamburger to see him grinning broadly.
You tricked me.
Did you really think I would tell you how the detonator really worked?
I probably shouldnt have.
My whole plan was to get you to destroy HUB Mall yourself. I enjoy the irony that the super hero, sworn to protect the world, killed many people, students, no less.
If you planned for me to destroy HUB, then why did you make a detonator for the bomb?
Take a look inside that detonator.
Zapblapoman opened a flap on the detonator. It was hallow. I dont understand.
The electricity from the D battery was the only thing keeping the triggering mechanism from going off.
Evil Hamburger started putting on his non-conductible uniform. You are now faced with a dilemma, capture the villain, or save the screaming victims to your wrat
Chapter 23: Commercial Break
Do you think youll be needing any help? Zapblapoman said to The Invisible Person. They were nearing the Lab of Electrocution.
Yeah, Im sure Ill need tons. Invisibility is great, but I dont think that it stands much chance against death. I cant kill anyone with my powers. I can ensure that they never see light again, but thats about it. You can actually kill him with ease. I would definitely like you at my side.
They were right outside the doors. Zapblapoman was quiet for a moment. He looked at The Invisible Person and spoke silently. Ive never killed anyone before. I dont think I can do it.
Doctor Rock likes to play with emotions when dealing with people. One of the strongest emotions is love. Be careful, Zapblapoman, if he gets a hold of anyone you love well, Im sure if something like that does happen, you will be glad to kill him.
There was another silence. Zapblapoman looked a
The formullet doesnt just work for numbers, either. If you ask a question that requires a worded answer, you can still actually find it with the use of a little logic. For example: say that we wanted to know something about say Aurora. What should we learn about her? We could use the formullet to find out what we need to find out about her, but that seems like a lot of silly work. I know. Who does Aurora like? Is it all right if we ask this, Aurora?
Sure. Its fine by me. She said with crossed arms and a bit of a smug look on her face.
You dont seem to believe in the formullet.
No, I dont, and I am quite confident that you will not be able to guess.
Okay, thats fine by me, he said with a grin on his face. Robin, who do you hypothesize she likes?
I dont know, a man?
I would assume so. Unless she liked women, which is fine,
The Chapter Between Chapter 20 and 22
Flurada and ZBO-Man walked all over the Lab of Electrocution looking for some sort of simulation training room. They found a training simulator, but that was just boring. It was a simple room that they sat in and watched a big screen that simulated what it would be like if they were actually training. ZBO-Man decided to go down a few levels to see if it was there. Zapblapoman pushed negative four, which was the level right above the swimming pool.
The doors opened to a massive room with holographic panels on the ceiling and walls, a random assortment of objects that could be used as obstacles, and right at the edge was a control platform for changing the scenarios and arranging the obstacles. It was perfect. The entire level was the Combat Simulation Room, or CSR.
Flurada went to the controls and looked them over. It seems like all you have to do is type in the scenario that you want to practice in and it will take care of the rest.
Chapter 20:The AntiShock Guild
That Saturday, Zapblapoman was busy talking to Aurora over the Internet when the phone . Wait, the battle scene between Zapblapoman and Hemopheria wasnt finished. Woops.
So, Lets skip a bit ahead in the battle scene to the point that Zapblapoman was crawling and panting and coughing on the ground, drenched in Hemopherias blood, while Hemopheria was having a crazy laughing fit.
Bwee hee hee heeheeeee. Tee hee hee heeee! Hows it feel to be drowning in someone elses blood?
Not good, Zapblapoman said as he coughed out some blood. Are you sure youre not possessed?
No I am not! she screeched, and then corrected herself. I mean Im sure Im not possessed.
Oh, so youre just crazy.
I am not crazy either. She said as she plunged the blade into her thigh and pointed it towards Zapblapoman. The pressure caused him to roll back several times until he hit the w
Operation: Master Plan
Back in class after a weekend of major super heroing, Zak was exhausted. His weekend was filled with activity. Now he was back in school. He had no breaks in his life.
Somewhere between Biology and Social Studies, Zak was talking to one of the friends that made over the past few weeks. His name was Lenard. He was about the same height as Zak with long blonde hair and he wore glasses. Something about him seemed to almost ring out lion hearted, and perhaps that is one reason that Zak found friendship in him. Lenard was in Zaks Social Studies class as well as in his Drama class.
So how is the girl situation going? Lenard asked, obviously referring to Aurora.
I have come up with a new plan. I call it Operation: Master Plan 4.
Four? What about the first three?
I already did them. You see, Operation: Master Plan 1 was the classic shy approach where I try to avoid the girl, Zak bel
JanitorAlf was working late that night, just as he always did. When youve worked on the job as long as he has, cleaning up other peoples messes was just another way to keep money in the pocket and pay off the bills. But it was the bigger problems in his life as a Junior High School Janitor that caused Alf to spend many nights awake and filled with worry.
The school was quiet. The kids had all gone home. The last of the teachers left at about six oclock. It was seven thirty and there was still much to do. Alf rung out the last bit of puke on the gymnasium floor. A kid must have eaten too much before coming to basketball practice. It looked like he had a few chocolate bars along with his snack, he thought, its good to have a bit of a sense of humour in a lonely job such as this. Too much candy bars wasnt the big problem that kept him up all night. It wasnt even something he was concerned about; if anything, it was the school nurses problem. No, the problem li