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Dante? Sure, why not?

I guess toon physics beats toon tech. Yakko by KO.

Lola as a babysitter? More realistic than the embodiment of pollution.

I'll stand by my pick. May be the only one, but hey? XD

I'll go Merlyn.

Hawkeye takes it easy.

Give it to the doctor.

Close one, but I'll give it to Leonardo.

Seconded, IKA.

Brienne probably would skewer Powers if she had to listen to him talk for 5 minutes. I'll give it to Indy.

Since my logic didn't work for Space Ghost, I'll throw in my lot with Cecil.

Yeah, Xena should outfight and overpower Casey.

I yield to Movie-Brat.

Secret Squirrel should easily win this.

Meh. I'll say Shaggy.

Wakko for sure.

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On the bridge of the SARK, Walro gazed up at the undersea map projected on the screen. A red dot was slowly making it’s way across the holographic terrain. “I still don’t feel good about this,” he grumbled. Mako and Octavia stood on either side of him, as Lorca sat at his console and Dolph lounged with his feet resting on his own. Mako put his hand on Walro’s shoulder. “It’ll be alright, Walro. It’s a basic search and recover. Angel and Bronc know what they’re doing down there.” “I sure hope so,” Dolph drawled in his Irsh accent. “I was hoping to actually do something other than salvage for a while. Not even a week back from Water-O and these NATO people have us chasing after one of their satellites.” Lorca rolled his eyes as he continued at his console. “Sorry they don’t have their equipment crash around your schedule, Dolph.” “Easy, you two,” said Mako sternly. His expression softened we he turned back to Walro. “Bronc and Angel may be young, but they’re no rookies when it comes to salvage missions. And they know how to use the powers your Fish Tank gave them.” Walro gave a deep sigh. “I just don’t like the idea of those two on their own. It’s been over a year since the last time we were on Earth. Maybe we shouldn’t have let them do this salvage by themselves.” “But they aren’t by themselves,” Octavia said calmly. “SARK is monitoring their position perfectly. Nothing out of the ordinary, SARK?” The ship’s AI chirped up in it’s electronic voice. “Affirmative, Octavia. The beacon on the Saw Bill is coming through loud and clear. If it were to stop transmitting, I will alert you all immediately.” “So relax, Walro,” chuckled Dolph. “Like you said, we’ve all spent an entire year on Water-O, and that includes Bronc and Angel, too. They’ve faced mutant fish/alien hybrids, space pirates, sea monsters, fire breathing dragons. Ha! Nothing in this little ocean could be as tough as all that!” Walro looked back at the screen, and silently hoped Dolph was right. Angel and Bronc rode the Saw Bill through the Atlantic Ocean waters. Bronc sat in front at the controls, while Angel sat In the backseat with a tracking device. It was given to the Tigersharks by the NATO representative to help them locate the downed satellite. The tracker gave off a faint beep as the Saw Bill passed forests of seaweed and coral reefs. Angel had an odd feeling, a sensation she noticed when her and Bronc had gone into their marine hybrid forms and dived into the Atlantic. She had long since gotten used to the idea of Walro’s Fish Tank altering the bodies of her and her adopted family. The idea of being able to travel to water as easy as humans would walk through air was still thrilling, but at first Angel had noticed that the Tigersharks had looked at the Fish Tank as just a means to an end; to help them salvage and recover. But on Water-O, she saw her family become more than just treasure hunters or a crew for hire. Together they had faced the Waterians greatest enemies, and had won. They were not just salvagers, they had become heroes. But now, back on Earth, feeling the Atlantic water rushing against her gills, Angel had the strangest feeling that here, back in the waters of Earth, they were finally home. Bronc’s voice cut through Angel’s thoughts. “Is the tracker still coming through ok, Angel?” Angel held up the tracking device and nodded. “Uh huh.” Bronc hit the accelerator on the Saw Bill to give them an extra burst of speed. “I wonder what NATO might give us for saving their satellite for them. Must be pretty valuable for them to call us, huh, sis?” Angel nodded again absent mindedly. “Uh huh.” Bronc started to get annoyed. He pointed straight ahead and shouted to Angel. “Sis! Look out! Captain Bizzarly and the Mantanas are dead ahead and coming straight for us!” “Uh huh.” Bronc gave an exasperated sigh, then grinned and sat up straight at the controls. “Yes, sir, it’s going to be great when I’m leading the Tigersharks. Mako will put me in charge, then you’ll have to do anything I say!” “Uh uh.” Whipping his head around to look at his sister, Bronc scowled back at Angel, who was still looking down at the tracking device and biting her lip to keep from laughing. “Very funny, sis.” Angel gave Bronc’s shoulder a playful shove. “I was trying to pay attention to the tracker. But don’t worry, Bronc, I’m sure you would be a good leader of the Tigersharks.” Bronc nodded in satisfaction and turned back to his controls. Angel turned her gaze back to the tracking device and grinned cheekily. “Not as good as me, but…” Bronc’s indignant response was cut short as the beeping from the tracking device grew faster. Angel glanced down then pointed up ahead of them. “We’ve got it! According to this, the satellite has crashed about 10 miles from here, just on the other side of that ridge.” “Great!” Bronc slowed the Saw Bill down to a stop, parking it behind some coral. “What are you stopping for?” asked Angel. “Mako and the others need us to get to that satellite.” Bronc unstrapped himself from the Saw Bill. “And we will. You said it’s just 10 miles. We can swim the rest of the way.” Angel looked down at the tracking device cautiously. “I don’t know, Bronc. We may need the Saw Bill to move the satellite. And I’m getting some weird readings. Some energy that the tracking device doesn’t recognize.” “Probably some radiation from the satellite,” interrupted Bronc. “Besides, this’ll give me a chance to finally outrace you. Ready, set go!” Suddenly Bronc launched himself off the Saw Bill and toward the ridge. “Hey! I wasn’t ready!” Angel shouted after him. “Last one to the ridge is a sea snail!” laughed Bronc. Angel groaned, but hooked the tracking device to her belt, and swam after her brother. The siblings sped across the ocean floor, with Angel catching up to Bronc. She caught him by the ankle and gave a quick tug that stopped his momentum, and allowed her to take the lead. “No fair!” yelled Bronc. “What was that for?” Angel giggled as she looked back. “Second place is for sea snails!” she sang teasingly. Bronc gave a determined smile and took off after Angel, but she was already a hundred feet away from the ridge. “And your winner!” she cheered dramatically. “Remaining undefeated on two planets! Angel! The future leader of the Tigersha…” Angel came to a dead stop, just as she reached the crest of the ridge. Bronc gave an extra burst of speed. “Getting cocky, huh, sis? I’m finally going to…” He was stopped by Angel’s outstretched arm. Bronc looked annoyed at his sister, then turned to look at what Angel was staring at. The two young Tigersharks looked out on the expanse on the other side of ridge, and saw a city. Skyscrapers rose from the ocean floor, neon signs flashed advertisements, and schools of fish swam passed abandoned vehicles. “Sis,” Bronc breathed. “What is all this?” Angel checked the tracking device then turned back towards where they had swam from. “I don’t know, Bronc. But we need to the others know about this! Let’s head back to the Saw Bill and ARGH!” A harpoon shot into Angel’s arm. She arched her back as she cried out in pain. “ANGEL!” Bronc screamed. He turned back to the ridge to see two large creatures in diving suits. One had a harpoon gun mounted on his right arm, and was readying another to fire. Bronc charged straight at them enraged. “You uglies are gonna pay for that!” The other creature swung a drill mounted on his hand, catching Bronc right across to face. He fell to the seafloor unmoving. Angel desperately held on to consciousness as the two giants marched toward her. She desperately tried to give the telepathic SOS to the Tigersharks. “Tiger, tiger, by the tail! Tiger, tiger, by the…” She finally gave into shock, and passed out. Miles away on the SARK, Octavia clutched her head. Mako rushed to her side. “Octavia! What’s wrong?” Octavia steadied herself on a console as she answered. “It’s Angel. I got her signal. She’s in trouble! I sensed that she was afraid and in pain!” Mako spun to the viewscreen. “SARK! Status of the Saw Bill!” “I am still reading the Saw Bill’s beacon, Mako. At full speed, we should reach their location in 10 minutes.” Mako turned to face the rest of the Tigersharks with determination in his voice. “Alright, SARK. Engines to full. The rest of us, get to the Fish Tank! On the double!” As Mako and the rest of the crew ran out the doors of the bridge, Octavia gave the telepathic call. “Hold on, tiger, tiger. Hold on, tiger, tiger!” Meanwhile, Bronc was just regaining consciousness. He was sat on a metallic grated floor of what appeared to be an office. Through the window he could see an octopus swimming by. He looked to his left to see Angel still passed out on the floor, with a woman in a tattered dress bandaging her arm. “Hey! Who are you?” Bronc yelled. “What are doing to my sister?” The woman turned and Bronc gasped. The woman’s face was twisted and decayed. Her nose was gone, and the left side of her face bulged out. “Don’t worry, little fish,” she wheezed. “We take good care of you and your little friend. Can’t tell us where your ADAM is if your dead, can you?” Bronc tried to get to his feet, but fell against a desk. “What are you talking about? What is ADAM?” The door to the office opened, and the two giants walked in, led by a man wearing a raggedy tuxedo. He wore a rabbit masquerade mask and smiled dangerously at Bronc and Angel. The giants took off their helmets to reveal they were in reality similarly deformed looking humans. They slid out of the diving suits, and moved toward Angel. “Pretty goldfish, this one is,” one of them sniggered. “Wonder if she’s gold all the way through!” Bronc ran headfirst toward the splicer and tackled him to the ground, but his friend was there to pick the Tigershark off him and hold his arms back. The splicer then threw several punches into Bronc’s gut, before the man in the tuxedo raised a hand. “Now then, little fish. We just want to have a pleasant little talk with you. We’re just curious about how you were able to swim out there at this depth without suits. Some new plasmid?” Bronc struggled but couldn’t get loose from his captor. “I don’t know what your talking about! And even if I did I wouldn’t tell you anything!” The other splicer pulled out a wicked looking hook. “Let’s just gut the fish, take his ADAM and get out of here! You know the Big Daddies will want the suits we took back!” “At ease, Philip,” the man in the tuxedo soothed. “Those tin heads are far too busy with that giant piece of costume jewelry that crashed into Fort Frolic. We have all the time in the world to find out about these two.” Bronc’s ears perked up at that. Costume jewelry? Could it be the satellite? The man’s demeanor became more threatening as he turned back to Bronc. “The way I see it, fish, you’re one of two things. Either you’re a child of Rapture who’s got his hands on a new plasmid, in which case I want it. Or you an your lady friend here are from topside, in which case you are going to be very dead.” Suddenly, another splicer ran into the room. “Mr. Montgomery! Sir! A ship is coming! And it looks like more of this fish’s kind are leading the way!” Montgomery gave a nod to the splicer holding Bronc, and he tossed the Tigershark to floor next to Angel. “You lot stay here are guard these two,” Montgomery ordered. “Philip, you’re with me. Rally the rest of the boys and girls. If these fish people want at fight, we’ll give them what for!” The splicers all hurried out the door of the office, leaving the woman and the larger splicer to watch Bronc and Angel. Bronc huddled close to his sister. The Tigersharks were on the way, but they had better hurry. Walro had perfected the Fish Tank process to allow the Tigersharks to be outside of the water in their aquatic forms for a short time. But after a half hour, they would need to get in the water again to breathe. They needed to act quickly, if they were to escape their captors, find the satellite, and get out of Rapture alive. OK: Tigersharks: At full strength. They can spend a half hour on land, but they need to get back in the water or risk oxygen deprivation. They do have the SARK, but will not use it’s weapons on Rapture until Angel, Bronc, and the satellite are in their possession. City of Rapture: Montgomery’s group is made up of 20 splicers, armed with all plasmids and weapons seen in Bioshock. The satellite is being guarded in Fort Frolic by 10 Big Daddies and 3 Big Sisters. Tigersharks win by rescuing Bronc and Angel, retrieving the satellite, and getting out of Rapture. Game On!

THE BOTTOM LINE Chloe Bourgeois: Welcome back, everyone! It’s me, Chloe Bourgeois, bringing you all the action from the TCC Gorge! Philippa Forrester: Chloe, we’re BOTH calling this fight. Chloe Bourgeois: So go ahead, call it! Don’t make me do all the work! Philippa Forrester: Ugh. Fine! At this moment, folks, I can see Miss America and Black Condor exchanging blows above us. Miss America seems to be outpacing Condor as she throws punch after punch. Oof! That was a shot! Condor is out! He’s lost consciousness and his falling back to Earth! Chloe Bourgeois: Yes, but Miss America is there to catch him and gently leave him on the ground. Personally, I probably would of let him drop. Philippa Forrester: Meanwhile, Bucky has been staggering all over the field as Doll Man has been battering him. Bucky needs to focus if he’s going to catch the Mightiest Mite! Chloe Bourgeois: Look! Bucky has his hands clasped in front of him! He must have got a hold of that little pest! Is that what you call ‘turning up’? Philippa Forrester: Actually, I believe that’s winding up, and with a mighty throw Bucky sends Doll Man right into the stone walls of the Gorge. Two down for the Freedom Fighters. Chloe Bourgeois: Not for long! Look at the Torch and Human Bomb! Those explosions Bomb has been throwing have finally brought Torch down to Earth! He’s stopped burning, and here comes that Ray guy! The Ray: One more blast should put this flying toaster down for the count! Ready, Roy? The Human Bomb: Let’s do it! 3…2…1… Philippa Forrester: Whoa! Chloe Bourgeois: Hey! What’s going on? The Ray is down! Philippa Forrester: The Whizzer! He must of used his speed to blitz Ray when he was distracted by Torch! Some payback for the speedster! Chloe Bourgeois: And now Bomb Boy is all alone with the Torch! He fires up! He sends a wall of flame into the suit! KRAACCKABOOOM! Philippa Forrester: And so much for the Human Bomb. The Freedom Fighters are down to Uncle Sam and Phantom Lady. Toro has her encircled in a ring of fire, but she pulls out the black light projector. She fires that blast of energy which Toro counters with flame. But look! He uses his other hand to launch another stream of fire at the projector itself! Chloe Bourgeois: Yowch! The projector blew up and caught the Trashy Lady, I mean, Phantom Lady right in the face. Yeah, she won’t be causing anymore trouble. Philippa Forrester: And that brings us to the final 2: Captain America and Uncle Sam. The Invaders have formed a circle around these two symbols of American patriotism. The crowd is going wild with chants of USA, and all that spirit is powering up Uncle Sam! Chloe Bourgeois: No kidding! He’s gotta be 5 feet taller than Captain America now, and he’s battering him with those forearms and punches! Why are those heroes just standing there? Why aren’t they helping? Philippa Forrester: Show of respect, maybe? Let these two American heroes have it out one on one. But even if the Invaders win this match, I don’t think Captain America can win this fight. Uncle Sam: Ya fought good, sonny. I know you boys have got me outnumbered, but with these fine Americans behind me, I’ll never back down! Captain America: I know that now, Uncle Sam. Which is why I have to do this. I never wanted to say these words, but it’s the only way. HAIL HYDRA! Philippa Forrester: WHAT?! Chloe Bourgeois: Um, did he really just say that? Philippa Forrester: How could he say the rallying cry of the most despicable organization in his multiverse? Chloe Bourgeois: Hmm. Ha! Philippa Forrester: Now what’s so funny, Chloe? Chloe Bourgeois: Because, Philippa, I figured it out! You said Uncle Sam is powered by the patriotic spirit in Americans, right? Philippa Forrester: Yes, so what? Chloe Bourgeois: Look at all those fans who were cheering a second ago. Do they look particularly patriotic now? Philippa Forrester: Chloe, you’re right! All the people in the crowd look shocked by Captain America’s outburst. Their patriotic spirits have been stunned into silence! Chloe Bourgeois: And look at old Uncle Sam! He’s starting to shrink back to normal size. And he looks likes he’s about to vomit! Philippa Forrester: Captain America poisoned the well! Uncle Sam has been brought back to Cap’s level. And now is his time to strike! Cap charges in! A blow to the body of Uncle Sam! Shot to the head with the shield! Chloe Bourgeois: Uncle Sam is wobbling! Cap’s got him! Philippa Forrester: A final, mighty blow and down goes Uncle Sam! The referee is looking around the terrain, making sure all the Freedom Fighters have been immobilized! Referee: Winners: The Invaders! Chloe Bourgeois: Ugh. Now Captain America is helping that raggedy Sam to his feet. And he’s holding up his hand? How lame is that? Philippa Forrester: Just Captain America letting Uncle Sam bask in the good will of the fans here and restore his strength. But now, folks, we have some news that will be of interest to all of you, including you, Chloe. Chloe Bourgeois: Really? Why? Philippa Forrester: Because a spokesman for the TCC made an announcement after Kor vs Drago in regards to your rematch with Trini. And I understand he made some stipulations that you would probably want to know. Chloe Bourgeois: Oh get on with it. Who cares what the rules are. Let’s hear what this announcement is about so I can get out of here. Philippa Forrester: Whatever you say. Ladies and gentlemen, the representative of the TCC. Maximillion Pegasus: Hello, boys and girls. Yes, that’s right! It’s your old friend, Maximillion Pegasus! I gotta tell you all I’m so excited to be here. Aww, are you surprised? Well, why should you be? With the Transdimensional Combat Commission looking for spokespeople from across the multiverses, who better than a man who lives for games of power and skill? But you don’t want to here me babble all day, so let’s get down to business. Trini and Chloe are going to be getting one more chance to settle the score between them. And to prove which one of them is the superior fighter, each fall of their two out of three falls match will have a different stipulation. In the first fall, both ladies will compete in their civilian modes. That means no weapons, and no powers. This will be all about skill. Whoever pins or submits their opponent, wins the first fall. Now in the second fall, they will be allowed to put on their little costumes and duke it out, power vs power. Again, pin or submit your opponent, you win the fall. Now, if we end up with a tie score, then that is when things get reeeeally interesting! Because then we’ll have ourselves a third and final fall, where the winner will be determined by KO or submission. And in that fall, Chloe girl will be allowed to be akumatized and access her Queen Wasp form! That’s right! All her powers, plus the ability to unleash her unending swarm of Miraculous wasps that can paralyze, control, and be formed into anything she can imagine! “But what about poor, little Trini?” I hear you boys and girls cry. “She doesn’t have a super mode like Chloe!” Well, your right. She doesn’t . But she will that night! Because if we go to a third fall, Chloe gets the power of Queen Wasp, and Trini will be given the power of…THE GREEN RANGER COIN! Yes, for one night only, Tommy boy will give Trini his toys; the Dragon Shield, the Dragon Dagger, and all the power that comes with them! Now, she won’t be given access to the Dragonzord. We don’t want to crush little Chloe, do we? Hmm hmm. But there you have it, boys and girls! Trini Kwan versus Chloe Bourgeois II Two out of Three Falls! I know I’ll be watching with extreme interest! I might even pop some popcorn! Until then, boys and girls, this is your old pal, Maximillion Pegasus, saying, “I’ll be seeing you.” Hmm hmm hmm hahahahahaha! Philippa Forrester: Well, folks, the Gorge is buzzing after that announcement! And Kwan/Bourgeois II is looking to be an incredible fight! Chloe, your thoughts? Um, Chloe? Do you have anything to say about these stipulations? Chloe Bourgeois: Something to SAY? Oh I have something to SAY! THIS IS RIDICULOUS!! UTTERLY RIDICULOUS!! You knew all the time what that announcement was, didn’t you?! Philippa Forrester: Chloe, calm down! I was just told that you would have something to say after the video was shown. I didn’t know that Pegasus would be the spokesman, or what the rules for your match would be! Chloe Bourgeois: Oh of course you didn’t! This is totally, completely unfair! I shouldn’t even be in this fight with that Trini Kwan! And now you’re telling me she’s going to get Tommy’s power coin?! That she never has used before?! Philippa Forrester: But, Chloe, the TCC is letting you be Queen Wasp. If you are getting a power up in the third fall, Trini will need one, too! Chloe Bourgeois: OH SHUT UP!! Philippa Forrester: Chloe! Chloe, come back! Ladies and gentlemen, Chloe has grabbed a microphone and left the commentary booth! She’s heading down the stairs into the Gorge! Chloe Bourgeois: You like that, don’t you? You stupid fans like the idea of me being put into a fight like that?! It’s ridiculous I tell you! Utterly… Crowd: RIDICULOUS!!!!! Chloe Bourgeois: Oh now you want to make jokes?! This isn’t FUNNY!! You know what’s funny? You stupid American fans cheering for a bunch of moldy, old superheroes; celebrating your stupid Independence Day, when everyone knows that the only reason you won the Revolutionary War is because of the French!!!! Philippa Forrester: Oh boy. Chloe Bourgeois: That’s right! You shouldn’t have made George Washington your president! You should have had your president be a real military genius: the Marquis de Lafayette! And since Lafayette just so happens to be my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great uncle, I demand that you show me some respect, and thank ME for your Independence Day!!! Philippa Forrester: Folks, I’m sorry about this. Everyone’s entitled to their opinion, but I’d say this rant has a lot less to do with America and more to do with Chloe having a meltdown over these rules set by the TCC, and WAIT A MINUTE! Someone’s running onto the field toward Chloe! IT’S TRINI! Chloe is running into the stands as fast as her Louis Vuitton’s can carry her! Trini remains standing in the Gorge, the crowd cheering their appreciation for putting a stop to Chloe’s outburst. But, hold on! Trini is holding up something in her hand! Is it…? It is!! She has Tommy’s coin! Ladies and gentlemen, this has been an incredible night. Our thanks to the Invaders, the Freedom Fighters, and all American heroes everywhere. Next time, it will be Trini Kwan and Chloe Bourgeois, one more time! For all of us here at the Gorge, I’m Philippa Forrester! Good night! Crowd: USA!! USA!! USA!! Chloe Bourgeois: UTTERLY RIDICULOOOOOOOOOOOUS!!!

Like I said, I don't know these guys, I just saw Vector's gear and thought he might have an edge.

Sorry, Jim.

I'll yield to DSkillz knowledge.

Meh, I'll give it to Gallen.

Berger looks like the kind of guy who'd survive a horror movie.

The idea of Gomez having to win Morticia back from Conan sounds hilarious.