Sorry about cutting the last post short, I was followed.
See, when I made a follow up with Dr. D, I wasn’t aware of his plans after he got rid of Power House. See I kind of assumed the end goal was PH’s destruction. Actually, He wanted to use his army of robots to take over the world. My job, in the grand scheme of things, was to act as bait. Apparently, PH can’t resist coming after a DID (Damsel in Distress). All I really had to do was sit in the BGH (Bad Guy Headquarters) and wait for the brick to show up. He did, and tried to rescue me, the DID. As soon as the moron ran in he was knocked unconscious with a nerve gas, and carted a way. I was taken to an OR (operating room) and given a brand spankin’ new pair of legs!
It took me a few days to adjust to them. And I was guilt free and happy, CURSE YOU POWER HOUSE, until the last day. That’s when I was invited by Dr. D to watch his “final triumph” over PH. I found out then how much a new pair of legs cost. I told myself it was Power House’s fault. If he hadn’t gone blundering in, I wouldn’t have tried my own hands at heroics. Dr. D took PH’s powers. It wasn’t quick, nor, by the screaming, painless. All I could think was “crap”.
No one deserved this, I thought as DD put PH’s powers in a…Whatchamacallit. No stupid hero who took my ability to walk deserves this. That’s why I did another stupid thing. I stole the whatchamacallit. And ran. I have no plans, but I got to get the powers back to the dolt. So now I have to sneak my way back to the BGH, oh and onus, he’s in the “dungeon”. Well, I wouldn’t want Spock the cat having a servant who backstabs people. Even if they are obnoxious and wear bright yellow spandex.
I might’ve done something stupid. Just saying. Remember when I told you about Dr. D’s (I know the nickname sounds like a rap artist, but it’s still better than the full “Doctor Despicable”) offer, you know help kill Power House and he’ll help me walk again. Yesterday, I contacted him (yes he left his business card) and told him I’d help him. What? I wanted to walk! Power House never did anything for this city but destroy it a couple thousand times. How was I supposed to know Dr. D would actually accomplish his goal?
Crap. They’re outside. I’ll write again when I find another hiding spot.
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I had a visitor today, well only one that mattered. Yes a few reporters came by with stupid questions like: “What was it like to bask in the glory of Power House?”
Well that wasn’t the exact question, but it was pretty close. My mother came by to see how I was doing. I would’ve thought the chair should’ve said enough. The doctors said there was a… well I can’t really say what the doctors said. All I know is I’m in this chair for who knows how long.
Enough of my sob story, back to the visitor. As much as I love my mother she wasn’t the most important visitor I had today. Around ten o’ clock in the evening, I come into my living room/kitchen to find Doctor D sitting on my couch. He had brewed himself a cup of my chamomile tea in MY Winnie the pooh mug. Needless to say I was quite miffed.
But he offered me a deal, one that does intrigue me I admit. He told me he would enable me to walk again, if I helped him take down Power House.
Do you know what I should do? I don’t.
I found this on the link on pinterest and looked it up. Its funny and I thought you’d enjoy it.