Yeah, Steelhelm tried this with 3 words and it quickly tanked. So I thought, "Let's do it again!" This time with 5 words per entry.
For those who don't know, Five Word Story is basically a forum game where the members of a forum
work together to write a story.
Most of the same rules:
- Each person posts five words in a never-ending story.
- However, each person can only use five words per post and they cannot go twice in a row.
- You must wait for at least 2 people to respond before posting another five words
- If nobody has posted in 2 weeks after your post, you may go again
- You may have multiple pairs of posts, but only 2 at a time. This will prevent some nut from taking over the story, and running it into ... never mind.
The person who goes next also copy/pastes all the words from before, bolding their own new five words. This is so we can read it all in one post instead of having to read dozens of small posts each time.
Story background: Superhero in Paragon fighting crime and being tempted to go rogue. Work in funny stories that you may have had playing CoH. Put him on a team or task force or super group and use lots of banter. Let's not kill him off. If you want to kill off heroes start your own story. Anyway, the hero's name is Frost-Zapper an Ice/Electricity Blaster trying to get to level 50 and have fun at the same time.
So let's start and hopefully have some fun with this!
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City
a constant sentinel of justice
Every single day he flies
to the top of Atlas
And performs a merry stepdance
as a solemn, devoted reminder
of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair
Sunrise glints across Paragon City
When ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the
city to find the dark
forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens
This is bad, very bad
for the perpetrators of crime
Using his mighty Ice Blast
and years of refined experience
Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains
on their heels, right into
The wall, which is covered...
with a dark invigoration force
generated by a lurking eidolon
Our hero is momentarily startled
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires
To no avail, for ominous
Sappers emerge from the shadows
with the endurance draining weapons
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss
their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst
a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper
(do our readers the courtesty of copying the previous post and bolding your appended 5-words. Thanx)
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent
he left the gas on
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the
phone rang while boiling spaghetti
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robotseach one color coordinated by
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion
Pregnant with the possibility of
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in the
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
(sorry I went over by a couple words)
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasent green most
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasent green most associated with a placid painting.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasent green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikt-Monkey farts.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikt-Money farts.
With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikt-Monkey farts.
With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikt-Monkey farts.
With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse,
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even great threat loomed.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated Frost-Zapper and the Rikti Monkeys.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated Frost-Zapper and the Rikti Monkeys.
Frost-Zapper said, "Ouch!" as he hit the pavement.
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated Frost-Zapper and the Rikti Monkeys.
Frost-Zapper said, "Ouch!" as he hit the pavement.
The Fattinator began dancing singing
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated Frost-Zapper and the Rikti Monkeys.
Frost-Zapper said, "Ouch!" as he hit the pavement.
The Fattinator began dancing, singing, "Iiii won and youuuu lost!
Frost-Zapper lives in Paragon City, a constant sentinel of justice.
Every single day he flies to the top of Atlas, and performs a merry stepdance as a solemn, devoted reminder of the Softshoe Stegosaurus Affair.
Sunrise glints across Paragon City when ideas become possible creation.
Frost-Zapper then bolts across the city to find the dark forces engulfing unsuspecting Paragon citizens. This is bad, very bad for the perpetrators of crime. Using his mighty Ice Blast and years of refined experience, Frost-Zapper expertly turns the villains on their heels, right into the wall, which is covered with a dark invigoration force generated by a lurking eidolon.
Our hero is momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and fires To no avail, for ominous Sappers emerge from the shadows with the endurance draining weapons. The Sappers fire and miss their mommies, but hit Frost-Zapper. Just then The Fattinator burst a hemorroid catching Frost-Zapper flat-footed. Frost-Zapper zapped the sapper reflexively, gaining a needed breather. The Sapper shot The Fattinator glee and hate streaming across the foyer didn't stop Frost-Zapper. Soon it became painfully apparent he left the gas on in his super-base after the phone rang while boiling spaghetti monsters wriggled in meatbally anger.
Frost-Zapper defeated the Sapper with clean living and good looks. The Sapper said, "Ahh, Nut-Bunnies!"
But there is no time to celebrate, The Fattinator stood between him and final victory. Fats summoned his killer robots each one color coordinated by height. "Can't we be friends just this once?" The suggestion pregnant with the possibility of a valuable alliance in The Paragon League of Heroes. Or it could end in disaster. Frost-Zapper questioned The Fattinator and came to the decision that despite his size and robots and their incessant blinking, whirring noise, Fats was alright.
"Wanna check out what the Circle Jerks are doing in Kings?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
They went to Atlas Park just as the invasion began.
"This isn't Blyde Square. This isn't even Kings Row!"
The skies turned green and not the pleasant green most associated with a placid painting. This was the sickly green of an other worldly invasion. The color of Rikti Monkey farts. With steely resolve Frost-Zapper and Rikti Monkeys battled The Fattinator. But it was a clever ruse, when their backs were turned an even greater threat loomed. A rikti bomb half-buried itself right behind them. The Fattinator disarmed the bomb and defeated Frost-Zapper and the Rikti Monkeys.
Frost-Zapper said, "Ouch!" as he hit the pavement.
The Fattinator began dancing, singing, "Iiii won and youuuu lost!
His robots chimed in, "Boo-Doop-Boo-Doop"