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Percival Phoenix and the Promise of Tomorrow
Last time on Percival Phoenix:
Though the armies of Nuon and the Blood Queen seemed overwhelming in number, PERCIVAL PHOENIX (and also the rescue team) managed to divert the attack, instead striking directly at the lieutenants of Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Through their combined efforts, they freed both from the doctor's evil mind control. And yet, two crew members still remain. With no choice but to infiltrate the fortress of the dreadedLash Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™, they venture valiantly forth!
Will they be able to save their friends before the Death Ray becomes fully operational?
And now, the conclusion!
Though the armies of Nuon and the Blood Queen seemed overwhelming in number, PERCIVAL PHOENIX (and also the rescue team) managed to divert the attack, instead striking directly at the lieutenants of Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Through their combined efforts, they freed both from the doctor's evil mind control. And yet, two crew members still remain. With no choice but to infiltrate the fortress of the dreaded
Will they be able to save their friends before the Death Ray becomes fully operational?
And now, the conclusion!
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Zouichi grabbed poor Mr. Green (who was probably only in this gig to earn some money to bring home to support his lovely henchwife and their adorable henchchildren) by the arm and threw him bodily down the remaining stairs.
Of which there were an apparently endless number. Or something. Zouichi tried to avoid looking down. Or listening to the piteous wails. That guy should have known when to give up.
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"#*&%<^!" Anwei cursed. She turned, slowly; the air was suddenly thick around her, her feet slowed by a weight like water. Slowly, too slowly, she ran at Neutro™, dodging the few remaining redshirts, hands out in front of her. Something in the possessed woman's costume had to be the mind control device, it had to be! And if they didn't get it off her before this place exploded, she was certainly going to refuse to leave. In fact, she'd probably be atop the Death Ray howling "NO! NOOOOO!!" at the critical moment.
Even Anwei had seen enough movies to know that trope.
Zouichi had already disposed of the cape and its skull clasp; Anwei's hands slowly, slowly, started ripping at Neutro™'s costume. Her own costume floated around her with her movements, and her brassiere's contents surged with the steady rhythm of the sea. This glove? No, the mad look in Neutro™'s eye was undimmed! The red velvet gorget went flying – no result. Costume pieces were drifting around them like leaves floating through syrup.
It had to be something else, but there wasn't time to fool around with buttons or lacing. You'd need a knife to get her out of this costume in time....or a set of forty razor-sharp teeth. And tearing the clothes off a screaming, swearing, struggling woman with her teeth?
Child's play. Literally.
(Somewhere out of sight, one could almost hear the Ratings Board going tut-tut.)
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Also, unsurprisingly, most of the red shirts seem preoccupied with running, which Howard has to admit is a very appealing idea.
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What?
Ok, sure, he could help. But really, he's had to suffer through Percival Phoenix. He deserves this... or something.
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She attempted to swat the other girl away, but every time she hit her, Anwei seemed to but cutting more clothing than before and making it worse. Henchmen came to the Lady's aid, but everyone was swatted away before anything happened.
At some point, someone had dumped mud on the both of them, probably from the mud vac that stood in the air above them. For some reason. Maybe an attempt to either garner even more tension or to just cover up the fact that Lash was ending up half naked at this.
"I SWEAR I WILL BLOW UP YOUR FACE IN AND..HEY HEY--" Finally, the goggles fell off, and Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™ fall into a heap on the floor.
Half naked.
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backstage, Sakura managed to hit the ground.And promptly tripped over an extension cord. "Aieeeee!" What had she just unplugged?!
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What had gone wrong? Why was this happening to him?
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"Sakura?!"
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"Self destruction in 5... 4..." announced a bored female voice, who sounded like maybe she'd prefer informing them whether the white zone was for loading or unloading. "3... 2..."
The numbers on the display stopped at exactly 00:01.
The lights in the lair were still flashing red, of course, but no explosion occurred. Instead, the remaining redshirts began shuffling out, discouraged, though one or two reappeared with mops and buckets to begin scrubbing at the remains of the rubber suit monster.
Percival put his fists on his hips (careful not to stab himself with his own Atomizer Ray). "Another job well done, chums! Leave it to PERCIVAL PHOENIX to put a stop to Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™ and her nefarious Death Ray!"
A pause, as he rubbed his (magnificent!) chin with the fingers of one beefy hand. "Although... well, I guess you all helped, too. I mean, not that PERCIVAL PHOENIX couldn't have finished the job without you. But you got me thinking. Maybe the evil minions can be rehabilitated, get respectable day jobs, start normal families instead of henchfamilies! I mean, if even Nuon and the Blood Queen could be persuaded to change their spots..."
He grinned widely, displaying a perfect set of white, even teeth that sparkled brilliantly in the rosy aura cast by the warning lights flooding the evil lair. "Maybe there's even help for Dr. Lady Deathtruction NEUTRO™! Er, well. What I mean to say is... thank you for lending a hand."
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Looks like his talent for pushing people's buttons finally came in handy. Sort of. He looks around at the mess. Lash, half-naked and covered in mud, looking dazed. Anwei with clothing in her mouth. Chase looking like he's sort of enjoying this - he would, wouldn't he? And where the hell are Zouichi, Sakura and Bugman?
And of course, Percival Phoenix taking all the credit and deigning to offer them the slightest thanks. Good going, Percy. Because they totally didn't have to do most of the work for him.
"Does anyone need a medic?" he asks weakly. Aside from the red shirts (or what's left of them) scattered (sometimes quite literally) all over the place.
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"Everyone ready to go?"
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Oh. How embarrassing. All that knife-precise clothes-ripping for nothing. Not to mention getting covered with mud.
Her own ears turning a delicate shade of pink, she averted her eyes (in opposite directions) and started looking for something to give Lash as covering. For starters, she peeled off her headdress and offered it. It could make – a very abbreviated bandana-style top?
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"Oh. Uh, thanks?" She clipped it over the mud, before standing upright,and looking so pissed off.
"What the hell just happened?" she said, her eyes dotting around...until they got right at the deathray. She beamed at it, the anger simply melting away like the red stains around the lair being washed away.
"Oh wow! That's an awesome looking giant raygun!"
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If she did echo the question on what was even going on. "When did all of this get here? ... When did all of you get here?"