15167/Mojo-Mecha-Mayhem

Mojo-Mecha-Mayhem
Date of Scene:	21 June 2023
Location:	Mojoverse
Synopsis:	In which our intrepid heroes go to the Mojoverse and fight the good fight of the toyetic 80's legions of doom!
Cast of Characters:	Monet St. Croix, Felicity Smoak, Franklin Richards, Billy Batson, Valeria Richards

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Monet St. Croix has posed:
They had each been doing their own thing. Whatever it was. Checking email. Flying patrol. Gorging on candy. Then there had been a flash of light, some sort of kidnapping, and then they were each in glass tubes.
    The glare would start to dim as they would be in a huge gladitorial arena, the stands filled with more beings of various types - most of them fat lumps who weren't even humanoid.
    Up in the sky, there was some sort of large holo projector.
    "Heeyyyyy kidds! You knwo what time it is!" There would be chants from the audience.
    "MOJO! MOJO! MOJO!"
    The holoprojector would show a huge image of Mojo's face, right up his nose. "Itsss MOJOOOO-ING TIME!"

Felicity Smoak has posed:
Stuffing her face with mint chocolate chip ice cream -- that's what Felicity was doing. Wherever she /had been/, it looked liked she hadn't even bother to take her coat off, because there was a bright flash of light and then she suddenly appeared in a glass tube.. still holding a carton of mint chocolate chip ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other.

"Uhhh..."

No one can hear her. She's in a tube. But more and more, she was starting to look panicked behind her two-tone rectangular glasses.

She pauses, using the fist holding the spoon to bang on the inside of the glass.

"Hey! Um, I think there's been a mistake!"

More banging.

"Are you guys saying MAHJONG?!"

Franklin Richards has posed:
Down on a street in New York City, dressed from head to toe in Fantastic Four merchandise, Franklin reached into a top hat placed on a makeshift table. In front of him stood a group of kids, young enough to have their parents behind them, smiling and eagerly waiting for the trick. Franklin exclaimed, "Are you ready? On the count of One. Three... Two... One." And just like that, he vanished in a flash of light, finding himself inside a glass tube.

The kids erupted in applause, thrilled by the seemingly magical disappearance. They clapped their hands enthusiastically, but gradually their applause died down as they looked around, waiting for Franklin to reappear. After a moment, unsure of what else to do, the parents led their children away.

Inside the tube, Franklin smiled and took a moment to gather his bearings. He shrugged, starting to chant, "Mojo!" After all, when in Rome, right? Whatever this experience was, Franklin was confident that it would soon reveal itself. All he had to do was wait and embrace the journey.

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam had just landed by his home, a huge bag of his favorite Schwarma, a sixer of Soder cola and was hoping his girlfriend was available. He said the word and blam! A moment of blinding light! Actually two moments of blinding light. The slender young man blink and looks around, totally lost. The word is on his lips... but... not yet. Let whoever grabbed him tip his hand, be all "What'd you do with Shazam, boy! Then he sees Franklin and whistles loudly, "Hey! You're a genie! Cosmic Power... tiny living space." Well, Frankie might keep him from outing Shazam. Too many people knew that, Sivana, freaking Mr... Mxy... spelling?

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Over on the screen, as Felicity goes to yell, Mojo would call out to her, "Well, little blonde sidekick thing! Mojo never makes mistakes! And if he does.. Well, don't worry, you won't survive the experience! Because tonight we're going to go full on shiny! We need racy! We need explosions! We're going full on Michael Bay! It's time to start the fires! IT's time to light the lights! IT's time to get things exploding on the Mojo show tonight!"
    He would call out, "And hey, kid!" This is directed over at Franklin, "YOur toys suck! And your codename sucks! You should have been Fantastic Boy and it would have been less ridiculous!" He would ahem. Then at Shazam, "And you, settle on a codename just becuse you can't keep the real one due to legal!" That.. Made no sense at all and would only serve to confuse.
    "But, don't worry sidekick/disposable girl, in lieu of making sure you're entertained tonight, we're going to give you a ride!"

Felicity Smoak has posed:
"SIDEKICK?!"

Yes, Felicity was /actually/ freaking out, and she laughed almost hysterically. Maybe she was trying to sound brave.

"I am /not/ a sidekick. I'm a supporting character at best!" Wait. What?! "What do you mean I won't survive?!"

More glass banging.

"Ride?! Who am I suppose to ride?!"... "WHAT. What am I supposed to ride?!"

Of course, she was still stuck there for now, looking increasingly more agitated as she flicked her head around, blonde ponytail flying up around her. "Oliver?! Anybody?!"

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin joined in with the crowd, chanting "Mojo" until he heard a whistle. He turned his head and smiled, waving at Billy. Franklin had heard his joke and pinches his nose and waved a hand, chuckling. However, before Franklin could respond, the host of the night addressed him.

Franklin hung his head, appearing gloomy. "I know... it does. Who wants to be called Powerhouse," he sighed, feeling a bit disappointed. He lightly tapped against the glass. "I tried it once... come on! Let me workshop it a little!" He thought for a moment, and then smiled again. "Fantastic Boy is even worse, so thanks for making me feel better!" he noted, addressing Mojo. Franklin then glanced at the others.

"To move others through dimensions takes a lot of power. We should remember that the rules might not be the same where we are now compared to where we came from," Franklin said cryptically, hoping that the others would understand his meaning. They were no longer on Earth, and everything could be different.

Finally, Franklin let out a sigh. "You know, Robin doesn't yell that much," he remarked, looking at Felicity. Unsure of the rules yet, he decided to play along. Franklin waved to Felicity and said, "When it starts, try to stay close to Billy if you can. He's stronger than he looks." He then turned to face Mojo, waiting for what was to come next.

Billy Batson has posed:
Okay, no idea what that blather about legal problems was? There was a Trademarked Captain Thundercrack? Hedropped the captain Marvel name after he heard there was one. He knows he has the rights to Shazam! He does not like the way that -creature is speaking to the blonde lady, who reminds him of Sunny. He could really use a wizard right now... to explain things, or Freddy, who probably knows who this guy is and the M.O.

Eh, the wizard was a grouch and always running him down.

He misses him. Disposable Girl?

"Yo man, she's a grown woman... 'girl' is kinda patronizing!"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
There's a taunt from Mojo sent the way towards Franklin, "Oh, yeah. You suck even more than Psi-Lord does!" That name may or may not, perhaps, to Franklin, in a roundabout, highly ridiculous way sound familiar, or perhpas not. "But, since we're here to nerd out, I've got someone on your level for you!" Going to appear over some distance away from Franklin is..
    A male that's short, stodgy, wearing a red pajama-styled outfit with an 'F' on the front of it, a blue cape, and a.. Yes, a pot on his head with large, expressive eyes. "Say hello to the guy with an even elss dignified name than you got! Fobrush Man! ... Or FOrbush, I can never remember how you spell it."

    He would call out to Felicity, "Fine, if you're a member o fthe supporting cast we can work with it! But, uh.. For tonight, we're teaming you up wtih someone from an offshoot reality of somewhere called Earth-91274.. Who the heck comes up with tehse stupid names? Just go with everywhere being Earth-1 like the big guys do! But, from Earth-Whatever-Long-Number we have.. Smug? Snug? Eh, whatever. But, he's here, he's ornery, he's got a.. Wait, is this our stupid teamup for the night?! REALLY?"R    Over on the grond appearing up and over held down in chains in a rising platform is a large.. Robotic.. Triceratops covered in chains, colored gold and steel-grey. "I'M GONNA BURN YOUR LARDASS SO FRIED THAT THEY'LL PICK YOUR CRATER FROM ORBIT!" Wait why was Felicity riding a robot dinosaur that had a.. There would be a blast of flame from it's muzzle. Okay, Felicity was riding a robot triceratops with a flamethrower.
    The floating Mojo-Head goes tos nap around, "But, for Captain Underpants.." There would be some yelling off camera, "Err, sorry, tha'ts someone else. But, for Shazooie we got.." More yelling. "FINE, SHAZAM! Shut up Major Domo, I don't care if we get sued!"
    Appearing over on the ground is what looks like a giant.. Pitcher.. Filled with blood, black marks forming a cartoon'ish face, wearing a leather jacket, a mohawk, and two huge brass knuckles which read 'FOOL' and 'AID'. He would rumble. "I ain't got no pity for FOOLS." Smashing his knuckles together. "OH YEAH!"

Felicity Smoak has posed:
"That's because /Robin/ is a /sidekick/!" Felicity shouts back, eyes looking a bit wild behind her glasses. She's wielding her spoon like a weapon, threatening Franklin with it. "/I/ am not a /sidekick/. Sidekicks go out and kick butt. /I/ am a tech genius. There's a /difference/!"

Was she more angry or scared?

"Who's Billy... the kid?" She looks at Billy. "Are you Billy?"

Then there's Billy speaking up on her behalf, and she turns to face him, her posture straightening. "Thank you... Billy." She tries to smile, but she still looks panicked.

And then... despite all odds.. there is a freaking robot triceratops with a flamethrower for a muzzle. Her eyes go wide.

"That's MINE?! I mean.. okay.. I dig it. I'm not hating this!"

She looks back at Billy, then, grinning.

"I get a dinosaur!"

Another beat passes.

"What... are we doing, exactly?!"

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin waved off the comment about the name he didn't recognize and chuckled. However, his expression turned serious for a moment as he expressed his boredom. Mojo had kidnapped him and his friends for this unknown purpose, and Franklin had given him some leeway, but he was reaching his limit. Just as he was growing weary, Forbush appeared, bringing a smile back to Franklin's face.

"Okay... that's pretty cool. Fo, is that really you?" Franklin asked, hoping that it was truly Forbush and not just a facsimile.

Franklin waved at Forbush and said, "Hey, it's me, Franklin! Remember from the fight? The sandwiches?" He shook his head, reflecting on their previous encounter in the dream realm. "I never thought I would see you again!"

Turning his attention to Shazam, Franklin continued, "This guy is awesome. He makes the best food." He tried to explain, but quickly realized that both Forbush and Shazam had their own challenges to worry about. "Oh, right." Franklin gestured to Forbush, signaling for a moment, and then looked over at Felicity.

With a smile, Franklin snapped his fingers, using his powers for the first time. His goal was to make a small temporary change in Felicity, granting her immunity to fire. It could be helpful, and it also served as a test to understand the rules of this new place they found themselves in. Franklin believed she would be fine... probably. He needed a guinea pig, considering the potential challenges they might face. All it took was a simple snap to activate his power, and he grinned, eager to see what would happen next.

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam spins around a bit as his fist encounters nothing. He ends up with his hood over hs head and covering ne eye. "Oh, we're out! All right you jaundiced troll, get your jollies before we take this 0lace and you apart! And may I say... trim your nose hairs!" he shves the hood back down.

Still no idea what's going on.

Valeria Richards has posed:
What most people might have missed in the commotion is a different blonde. This one has natural hair and thankfully managed to avoid any weird costuming but then being stuck and bound up. It's probably because the last thing Mojo might want is someone with as much intelligence as Valeria Richards running around a chaotic mass of events.

Much as those with powers like Franklin. Psi-Lord as a codename does make her roll her eyes. Or Shazam. If she could she'd already be remote intruding on the local network and shutting things down.

The shackles and torn clothes might have been a bit much but Mojo is always a drama queen.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
Fo would give a wave, "Hey Frankie! It's been ages! Uh.. Well, I guess that makes our meeting make sense!" He goes to jog on over, "Guess we kinda got panned over it!" There's a 'WAH WAH' that's played over the speakers. "He's doing that to me each time I just speak like myself! It's weird!" Apparently someone had in their pure text and speech bubble based medium never had a laugh track.

"Oh, I guess also that means that he's going to try and kill us. If I only had the Infinity Wart still.. Or the infinity gem that let you reboot continuity! ... Never mind, that can only end badly." Then there's a SHRIEK over as something appears over in front of Franklin. It's.. Short.. Female.. Hairy.. Wearing what looks like a bikini'esque version of Logan's traditional costume, a facemask.. And is grinning at Franklina s there's a 'SNIKT' as five adamatnium claws pop out of her nails. " Time to get slicing and dicing! I haven't been in anything sicne the nineties!" Que Wolverina (https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/6/60/Logana_%28Earth-89923%29_from_What_The_Vol_1_9_0001.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130120181248).

    Over on top of Slug? Whatever the name of the ornery triceratops that shoots fire would yell, "Come on, it's murderin time! And I'm gonna set YOU on fire if you keep it up!" Even as Felicity ends up along his back. "GOT it?!" Definitely an angry one. Meanwhile, as Franklin's well intentioned attempt to help protect Felicity over from any sort of threat she might be under from fire.. She would flash, and then around her she would appear in a tanooki costume
    Going to pop up and out of the ground from a distance would be a group of four color-coordinated.. Punk looking sharks on motorcycles.
    Mojo's voice preening, "Now, it's time for our teeth clenching, scale churning, bike busting menaces! Time to get run over by the BIKER SHARKS FROM MARS!" The Sharks would each then call out.. "JAWSOME!" Before going to charge forwards on their murder-cycles!
    And towards Shazam the Fool-Aid man goes, "Time to JUICE IT!" He goes to charge over at Shazam, the two sets of brass knuckles glowing over as he moves to unleash a dragon punch over at Shazam, hands glowing over like fireballs! "Time to foozeball your head!"
    And then over as Valeria Richards is present over she's face to face with something taht's both familiar and confusing. It.. Looks like Margot Robbie with bright platinum blonde hear, wearing an outfit that looks like post apocalyptic Rainbow Brite, and with a giant mallet that has spikes on it. The rainbow brite shirt has on it written 'KEN'S LITTLE MONSTER'.
    "Don't worry, be happy! Because Barbie's here to SMEAR YOUR BRAINS INTO PUDDING!"

Felicity Smoak has posed:
Out of her enclosure, Felicity was quick to get over to SLUG. Or... she would have been. Unfortunately, her first step (still holding her carton of mint chocolate chip ice cream and spoon, mind you) is replaced with a FLASH.

And the ice cream is gone. But that's not all that's changed. She's now in an adorable racoon onesie, complete with ears and tail!!

"What just happened?!"

Felicity actually looks more like Mario than you might think with her hair inside the hood and all.

She stops, looking around at herself. Her.. tail. HER TAIL?! She spins once, literally chasing her own tail once. And then there's SLUG roaring at her.

"I'M DOING IT!" She's almost as angry. "I was having a moment!"

No time to figure out what she was wearing from the inside. She kept running, sans ice cream, and climbed up onto her noble steed.

"Okay! Let's do this!" She pushes her glasses farther up on her nose and grabs onto pieces of robot like handlebars, leaning forward. "Reck 'em, Ralph! Or.. whatever your name was!"

And the biker sharks were already closing!

"Ooh! HURRY!"

Franklin Richards has posed:
Looking at the changes in his outfit, Franklin chuckled. "Well, that is different," he remarked. He then turned his attention to Fo. "It seems the rules of reality have been turned to random," he noted, considering the unusual circumstances. Nodding along with the music in the thought bubbles, Franklin guessed that was how people from Fo's dimension communicated. He was glad that Fo could still understand him despite the differences.

However, before Franklin could continue, he was interrupted by a woman in a bikini flying towards him, yelling. He quickly reacted, stepping back just as her claws came dangerously close to swiping at him. Floating backwards, Franklin watched as she fell. "Well, that was weird," he commented, turning back to Fo. "Oh, right. I should show you Earth when this is over..."

His train of thought abruptly halted as his eyes fell upon Val, his sister. While she may have been used to his usual demeanor, she likely knew how much he valued remaining calm and not letting strong emotions control him. Seeing the state of his sister, the smile vanished from Franklin's face. His initial intention was to have some fun and then return home with just another story, but now he spoke to Fo with an unusually calm tone.

"My friend, that is my sister," Franklin said calmly, yet devoid of his usual cheerfulness. "Please help her while I deal with this." He looked down at the female Wolverine and raised a finger, using his telekinetic powers to attempt to pin her in place. Franklin then shifted his gaze towards Mojo.

"You... miscalculated," he said, his voice still calm as he started to float upwards instead of down. "You messed with my sister. When this is over, I am going to find you... And when I do," Franklin pointed at the Wolverine lady and hurled her at Mojo's projection with all the force he could muster. "You... are dead," he stated firmly. No one messed with his sister. Franklin was filled with rage, a feeling he hadn't experienced in quite some time. "Face me if you dare." Franklin started sparking with power as his new plan is if he couldn't control this reality, he would just break it. If Mojo did not do something Franklin would turn this realm inside out to get him.

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam holds up a finger to the preposterous opponent. Then there's a red blur and he's between PA Barbie and Valeria. Being somewhat of a show off (ask Sunny) the imposes his head as a shield to stop the hammer and hopefully splinter it.

Franklin is serious. We're talking wrath of god serious. That's literal in Shazam's case. This may be the science hero equivalent. Makes you wonder why villains still mess with the FF. Anyway he does his best to tank the mallet blow and then return to fight Fool Aid Man. "Hey, Valeria. I'll lend you my cape when we get a minute."

Valeria Richards has posed:
To be fair, Val will absolutely admit that Barbie Quinn was pretty easy on the eyes. The problem was her voice was a power drill in the auditory canals.

Lacking access to her own mobility. It does mean fighting back might be a challenge.

Valeria is however, despite the whole leggy blonde model appearance. A very intelligent young woman. Some would say a super genius. So she can fight back with something other than physicality.

She can use her words. They really should have gagged this one.

"Wow. Aren't you just walking copyright infringement. You know just existing is bringing out all the intellectual property lawyers. Alternate planes of existence cannot stop a subpoena being served." she warns. Shame, not a badly presented knockoff!" she taunts.

The mallet getting blocked by Shazam gets a grin. "Thanks. Might wanna keep on smashing the place up with Franklin. I'M FINE, just planning. Mojo will never know what else is gonna hit him when I'm done!"

Monet St. Croix has posed:
The tail on FElicity wiggles. There's even an extra bounce in her step when it does. She may or may not have played games of the sixteen bit era (or been alive then), but she may or may not have an inkling as to what it meant. But, on the other hand, now was probably not hte time. Not when having the possibility of biker shark trauma!

The triceratops robot flamethrower would roar, "IT'S TIME TO SMOKE SOME SHARKS!" Going to let out a massive blast of flame over into the middle of the charging Biker Sharks! They would blast right through it though, and goes to snap around the Triceratops! Going to zoom about in a cyclone, even as the triceratops would keep on blasting flame up and into the air! It turning into an inferno as their long chains would snap out, latching around him! Then, if Felicity would not be able to stop them, her dino-mount (and likely her) would be flying up and over into the air! Take care you don't touch the fire walls or you might get shrunk down..

Wolverina goes to charge on in over towards Franklin, nail-claws (they weren't press ons) up front, "Hey-YO! Talk to me like I'm here! Oh, never mind, I'll just keep on stabbing you anyways! I've been waiting for this for ages! A comeback! If it comes at the loss of some era throwback to show how dangerous the circumstances are, all the better!" Fobrush (or Forbush) Man would hide over behind Franklin.
    As Franklin goes to start over with his speech, Wolverina slows, flung away over by it! Franklin's hair starts to turn gold and glow as shiny energy auras appear over around him!
    But his powers attempting to unmake the place aren't doing much! "Sorry Broski! The only rules are the ones that MOJO MAKES!" The fat Sleazardo up ont he screen would cackle! ... Before more whispering is done to him, "Ahem, the ones that Mojo makes that corporate legal signs off on!" Apparently omnicidal megalomaniacal murder-based interdimensional game show hosts feared lawyers.

The Fool-Aid Man is alas unable to keep Shazam near enough him to be pitied. So as Shazam goes to block Barbie Quinn who's mallet goes to get it's block off, the Fool-Aid Man grunts. "All right. This Foo's for you!" Going to charge in at Shazam, moving to whip out of all things a large.. Door? Yes, a door that he would ufnold in front of him.. And then an axe to use to chop through it. "HEEEERREEE'S JOHNNY!" Wait, his name wasn't Johnny!
    OF course Valeria, even while restrained to prevent intervention and in rags, is still finding a way to mess things up for everyone. There's yelling up and over in the broadcast booth. Then Mojo goes out, "NEENER! YOur brother thinks you're a wuss and can't help yourself! He thinks you're a little sister who is so adorable but that needs a pat on hte head! He thinks you've got COOTIES!" Wait, what did that have to do with..
    Barbie Quinn, whom is a PARODY and thus an object of SATIRE via ARTISTIC HOMAGE AND ORIGINALITY FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES is flicked away, going to land over on her feet. "Let's show that MATH is HARD! And your head ain't!" Even as she would pull out a large gatling gun and go to shoot around wildly!

Felicity Smoak has posed:
"WHY AM I NOT TERRIFIED?!"

Felicity screams, then. But it's not a scream of terror. It's a murderous battle cry as she rides to war on the back of her metallic, fire-breathing dinosaur in a Racoon Mario onesie. So you would that that, as a logical conclusion, everyone's arguments would be invalidated, at this point. All of them. Everywhere, simultaneously, like a Thanos snap. Alas, it wasn't to be. All arguments remained valid despite clear evidence to the contrary.

"GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!"

Fire is spewing everywhere, starting from the snout of the triceratops, it's quickly whipped up into a flame cyclone that Felicity rides up into the air atop her now floating and spinning metal mount.

Unfortunately.. given her current predicament, that's SUPER hard to hold on to, and while she does her best, she's soon pushing off into a leaping jump, rather than just falling off and... flipping once, gracefully through the air. Even as she begins to flip, she spins, and her tail starts to whip around, over and over, slowing her fall and creating a little whirlwind underneath her. She's floating, out of control, towards the ground, and swats one of the BIKER SHARKs clear off their motorcycle!

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin looked around with a frown and nodded. "Fair enough... Let's test a theory then," he said, turning his gaze back to Fo. "If your opponent owns the games, change the rules," he told his friend, hoping Fo would understand his meaning. Franklin couldn't rely solely on his reality-warping powers. Instead, he used his telepathy to send a simple suggestion to Fo: "Sleep." He hoped this would induce sleep in his friend, knowing that even Mojo would struggle to control the dream realm. Normally when one went to sleep it was a subconscious thrill ride, but Fo was like Franklin. Fo was also a dreamwalker, and outside of Mojo's reach there were a few things this could allow him to do around his body.

As Fo began to drift off to sleep, Franklin caught his body and slung it over his shoulder. However, he knew his previous throw wouldn't be enough to keep a Wolverine down. Franklin turned his attention to the female Wolverine, pointing at her and then downward, using his telekinetic powers to try and pin her in place with several times the force. "This is not your fault... You're just a dog of that man," he said in a flat tone, still filled with some anger but trying not to direct it towards her.

Extending a finger, Franklin demonstrated the powerful invisible TK force behind it. "The Wolverine I know is not a dog to anyone. He would slash anyone who tried to control him or her," Franklin looked up at Mojo and then back at the Wolverine. "Are you a dog? Or a Wolverine?" He glanced at Felicity and shook his head, indicating a negative response. The anger that had momentarily subsided returned. "I'm going to help the others so I can find the people behind this. You can come or stay," Franklin stated, releasing the female Wolverine to see how she would react. Sometimes, individuals lost in anger needed time to find their way back.

Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam eyes narrow. Crazy chica with a gatling gun, lady who was eating ice cream is now a flying raccoon (cute tail), Fool Aid doing a Jack Nicholson impression, Sharks on bikes all over.

Chica with gun. She might hit Valeria, or Frankie or... Tails? Bullets flatten on him as he closes too grab the GAU Five-and-a-half and bend steel with his bare hands. The rest of his attack... is unconventional.

"That outfit makes you look sooo fat. You poor thing. Your roots are showing and I think that's a zit you're getting on your nose, muffin top."

Solomon had 3000 wives. He knew what women could do to each other. Plus his kid sister had a mouth they all feared.

Valeria Richards has posed:
Val does has to raise her voice, she lacks a microphone herself beyond what is set up by the show's production crew. "Mojo is nine? Everyone has cooties! And big brothers are supposed tom say stuff like that. It's a mostly harmless and manageable disease!" so most sexually active adults have HPV, big deal.

Barbie Quinn with her gat and wild spray and pray just gets another shake of her head. "Rate of fire with assumed best guess of ammunition reserves. Going to run dry just... about... NOW!" there are a lot of extra holes everywhere but with the big red cheese shielding her she's safe. Likely the others moving and being big brother scary is keeping them from getting shot.

The body shaming does make Val wince though. But she moves on from hearing others drop sick burns.

The bound blonde does look around at the chasos though and she the squinty frown hints she might be doing some math. "Where I'm from, math gets people hot!" she states with a grin. "Franklin! Be an awesome brother and send a blast at two o'clock by eight o'clock." aiming just off to his right and then not quite immediately above him.

In the path of biker sharks chasing Felicity, and possibly down lower at something vital further down. Like an exposed power relay.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
There's a BWAM over as Felicia ends up using the tail to knock the shark off the bike! Now the bike is her's and she's a racoon suit Princess Peach over on a killer motorcycle. All she needs now is some spiked shoulder pads and a helmet to go full Mad Max pastiche. The bike has ridiculous amount of weaponry over on it. She's probably seen Ollie take the most boring machines and turn them into a death coaster. There's no doubt in all likelihood that she can do the same. The bike roars.
    The three remaining BIKE SHARKS go to circle her, even as large shark jaws go to pop out of the front wheels. "TIME.." One would chant. "TO TAKE A BITE!" The other two would go.. Then all three, "OUT OF YOU!!!" They would all howl with glee while charging at her to try and flank her while the music to the 1980's 'Spy Hunter' arcade game would play.

FObrush Man would nod, "Or you just hope that the creative team gets frustrated with editorial and they quit! ... Err, nevermind, that series of events doesn't apply to here. Sorry for breaking the meta that much." HE would go to still hide behind Franklin over and then would start to snore over now then as he would drool over. Then he would be picked up and moved to be swung over.
    "Wolverine you know!? Do you think that Wolverine could fill this costume in teh way I do?! At least in ways that would appeal to wide audiences!" She would glare at him. "But what do you know!? You're not the one that's been ignored beyond a gag strip.." But she's too busy monologuing over to herself about how she's ignored and not appreciated while huffing over in place, whether or not he's actively still keeping her there.. So she's not actively attacking him. That.. Might count as a win?

It's possibly like one of those late night pizza dreams one had when they mixed in too much ice cream. If there was such a thing. Fortunately, Shazam knows what to say to a girl to really get her going. Which is a skill that will ge thim far in life! Fool Aid Man is too busy smashing his way through the door and panting while doing it for a pure visual gag to be of any threat for the moment.

Math is indeed hard. But fortunately Val is really good at it. With Nadia she's one of the leaders of the STEM Field! And as the machine gun runs out of bullets with several 'CLICKS' over Barbie Quinn glares at Shazan, "I just had this BLEACHED! I'll.." CLICK CLICK gets her attention over as she goes to move to charge over towards Shazam, wielding the large empty g un over like a club.

Fortunately as Valeria goes to get free, she finds plenty of things that are exposed. This is worse than the Death Star OHSA. This is worse than ACME Chemical, from where the Joker was from OSHA. This is even with reality warping magic and technology on hand 'there is no way in hell this should work at all wtihout obliterating existence' levels of OHSA violation.

Felicity Smoak has posed:
Whatever Felicity had planned tonight after munching on ice cream was /not/ as exciting as being in a racoon onesie and riding a shark-mouthed motorcycle-gunship over the remnants of the fire left behind from her fire breathing...

Where was the dinosaur?!

With a sudden squeal, Felicity steered the bike SHARPLY around the path of several tons of robotic triceratops that was falling back to the ground and landing with a BOOM that sent out a shockwave strong enough to upset her balance. The bike wobbles. The back tire slips and it almost goes down, but she plants a foot and leans spinning it around.

While the biker sharks try to flank her, Felicity rolls her wrist and lays on the throttle, spewing up bits of debris behind the back tire as she launches forward. Leaning over the front of the bike, she races towards the dinosaurs tail before it can stand up and she JUMPS the bike over the back of it.

"IMPALE THEM ON YOUR GIANT HORN!"

She's screaming the 'command?' down to her faithful robot minion, who is slowly getting to its feet and wheeling on the other bikers, lowering its head and charging one of them with it's nose horn lowered towards the shark's head at the front.

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin looked at the lady Wolverine and shook his head, gesturing with a hand to indicate his lack of focus. The thought of responding with "What? Did you say something?" crossed his mind, but he had indeed heard her, and obviously would lead to more conflict. As he patted his sleeping friend gently to reasure them, Franklin directed his attention back to the Wolverine. "I've often had these conversations with my own creations when I was a child," he remarked, empathizing with her struggle as a creation of reality without a real background or life beyond the given memories. Franklin contemplated the situation. "You're not just a gag... You're an individual now, but that's not what they want you to be. Do you see how they're already reacting to your simple choice to speak?"

Although Franklin hadn't helped her earlier, he had keep an eye out, and hear her when she was seeking his assistance. Using his hands to create finger guns, Franklin emitted two small beams of light. The light represented cosmic energy, a raw power he hadn't tapped into yet. It wasn't reality-bending, but rather the energy he employed to achieve such feats. Without questioning his sister or inspecting her target, Franklin trusted her judgment and fired the beams of energy, ensuring he wouldn't accidentally hit their allies. As his sister was okay and the situation wasn't as dire as he initially thought, Franklin smiled, calming down. He blew on his finger playfully in front of the lady Wolverine. "By the way... You need a name," he said, contemplating for a moment. "We can't use your made-up name. Oh, I've got it... Jean." Franklin smiled a bit. "No... How about Red for now?" He looked at her with a grin, extending a hand in a gesture of trust. "Come on, Red. It's time to be more than what you were created to be."

Franklin was aware of the chaotic surroundings with fire, guns, explosions, and dinosaurs, all happening around them in a display of pure chaos. Yet there he was, conversing with Red and trying to forge a connection, lifting someone out of their limited existence to become something more. Franklin didn't mind the wetness of slobber on his back; he was simply grateful that he wasn't consumed by anger. He had experienced a loss of control, much like his friend, and could have caused harm to everyone. Contemplating the consequences of turning a realm inside out while people inhabited it made him shudder. With a sigh, he continued onward.

Valeria Richards has posed:
There's a reason why Val charges a lot for consulting. Placing a mark is one thing. knowing where to place it for maximum effect is something the real money! In this case she pointed Franklin at something that might just snowball.

This is why her folks never let her play Mousetrap. She elaborated and kit bashed the traps.

Explosions start going off not just where she directed her brother Franklin to fire but all over the place. Lights flicker and some of the other systems start going hay wire.

And despite being iun the middle of a death trap, Valeria seems fine where she is. Or is while Shazam is catching those last few bullets and other bits of shrapnel.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
The robotic triceratops seems to for now accept the instructions that Felicity is giving him as she screeches along the back as the less than faithful robot minion seems happy to just set everything on fire. Very, very, VERY hot fire. That burns everything and threatens to start an inferno. Which he doesn't seem to be phased by even as the SHARK BIKES end up not taking too twell to three thousand degree celsius flames. How that very specific number is used for the heat is best left to those obsessively compulsive enough to research back of toy box materials for infromation.

And on the bike FElicity is flying. The tail is somehow launching her up and over as she's hit the sort of far ahead speed that she's got full liftoff and flight. The wheels are spinning underneath her as the 'WHOOMPHA WHOOMPHA WHOOMPHA' noise goes with each bounce. She's riding a motorcycle stolen from a shark in a bandana jumping off the back of a robot dinosaur while everything is on fire. If five year old Felicity could achieve her dreams in one moment, this might be it.

Franklin is spending his time over with Wolverina as he tries to start over to give her a pep talk, she glares over a thim, "Hey, having a bit of a purpose an didentity crisis here! I'll get back to you!" Well, she was.. Blunt and honest, just like Logan! She might even be a Logana, which was.. Likely disturbing in so many ways that Franklin might not want to go there. Sos he would keep on narrating to herself even as he tried to help give her a sense of purpose and upbeateness. Some people just couldn't be stopped once they started talking to themselves.

Maybe that was something Wolverine did? Almost perhaps. Talk to himself a lot over fights or that everyone could hear. Maybe in some cases that was one of his mutant powers. If he didn't have to breathe, he could talk a lot and not get interrupted.

Also in total favor of Franklin, turning Mojo-World inside out would only count as an improvement. And there were no people here! Just clones and Spineless Ones (yes that was what the native fat lards were called). And then Valeria goes to work over wiht all of the abominations against nature and science as she goe sto make a truly diaboligcal deathtrap as Shazam goes to act over as a charge while keeping up the baiting of Barbie Quinn as she works on a Doom-Ix Cube that her uncle would be proud of and append to her work in third person, no doubt when he would see hte resultant catastrophe.

While Franklin goes to try and keep pep talking Logana, she would glare over a thim, "Fine! Since you INSISTED! IF you -REALLY- want to do something. Just go ahead and stand still." She goes to swear a few times. Then pop out her nail-claws with a *SNIKT* and go to start hacking away in.. Mid.. Air? Revealing over a patchwork of the things that were behidn reality (maybe unique to Mojoworld, maybe to something worse and weirder). As she kept cutting a door.

Felicity Smoak has posed:
Flames! Roaring engines! Horny dinosaurs!.. D-Dinosaurs with horns, even! So much carnage! So much destruction!

If five year old Felicity could see her now she'd be...

*BLINK*

And that was it. What happened? Where did Felicity go? One moment, she was on top of the motorcycle, revving the engine and flying through the air.

The next minute? She was standing in the kitchen again, in front of an open freezer.

And she didn't even have her ice cream, anymore.

That's dumb.

Franklin Richards has posed:
Franklin was genuinely surprised when Red, instead of attacking him, opened a door. He whistled to get the attention of the others. "Hey, over here!" He then turned back to Red with a smile. "Come with us," he suggested. "It's not that bad out there. I'm sure you'll fit in." Franklin glanced back at the others, hoping they had noticed what was happening and would wait outside the door for everyone to pass through or be returned first. "No one on that side will tell you what to do, not even me," he admitted, as he believed it would be hypocritical to act differently.

Once everyone had gone through, Franklin looked at Red again, waving towards the portal and extending a hand. "Come on, let's go," he said, smiling at her. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you transition smoothly." He winked and added, "I've got some influence on the other side of this door." He left the details a bit mysterious, but he knew that based on the rules, he didn't want to leave without his new friend. Red had shown the ability to grasp her own goals, displaying a spark of individuality beyond being just a clone. Franklin valued that and wanted to ensure she had the chance to explore her own potential.

Valeria Richards has posed:
The bindings suddenly aren't there and Val is back home in her lab. Clothes are still tattered but that's nothing that can't be fixed.

She does look around to find her wrist computer and starts working on siccing the meanest lawyers she can find after Mojo however.

Having the place exploded is one thing but insult should be added to injury.

It shouldn't be too difficult to find one that would make Mephisto scream in fear and put them on retainer.

That earns a grin from the blonde that might make her family worried.

Monet St. Croix has posed:
And then there's a FLASH over as when they go through, Valeria swears she sees some guy that for just a moment that's an 80's level mullet with a glowing eye giving her a bit of a wink and then vanishing. And perhpas a sense that all the chaos they turned out.. Lucky.

And as Frankling oes through, whatever exactly Wolverina was fades away, "Don't let them put me in a holofoil.." She would speak as she would vanish as the portal would lcose on them. Life was but a series of horrifically overdone mass cover releases.

And there is Felicity, over at home. No ice cream. A really weird dream. And.. Wait.

Why -is- she wearing a giant racoon suit?