Episode 8: lots of people ded.
Foe Number: 1342
Special Agent Name: Mundane Matt
Power Level: 11
Power: Cobble Telekinesis.
But: no control over Boulders.
Threat level: SSS
A hundred stones flew through the air as everyone in the party dodged. Except The Fool. He is now dead.
"Fuck, Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck," said Null reacting realistically.
"Fucking shit" yelled Brad Watson as most of his not-very-athletic shadow clone when poof.
Yawning sneansel was cowardly hiding in a ditch. However, he was alive, unlike some other party member. "Ultimate jutsu, 15 meter by 15 meter by 15 meter cube of diapers!"
A cube of pink, white, and purple perfectly folded diaper appeared above Mundane Matt and fell on him.
"So beautiful. Did I get him" Yawning sneasel asked?
Null slid into the ditch. "Technically, yes."
Mundane Matt erupting from the pile of diapers on a pile of floating cobbles. He was unscathed by the diaper attack.
Brad made a bunch of shadow clones and ran against the storm of stones. "By the-" *poof* "power-" *poof* "sev" *poof* "ven" *poof* "seven" *poof* "vested" *poof* "in" *poof* "me by" *poof* "GOD a" *poof* "as the" *poof* "re" *poof* "in" *poof* "carnat " *poof* "ted" *poof* "Christ" *poof* "sev" *poof* "ven" *poof* "sev" *poof* "ven" *poof* "I" "here" *poof* "by" *poof* "rule" *poof* "that" *poof* "t" *poof* "today" *poof* "is" *poof* "your" *poof* "Judge" "*poof* ment" *poof* "day" *poof* "you" *poof* "f" *poof* "f" *poof* "f" *poof* "Fail!" *poof* *poof* *poof* "Sentence" *poof* "real" *poof* "ly" *poof* "aw" *poof* "ful" *poof* "luck" *poof* "for" *poof* "the" *poof* "rest" *poof* "of" *poof* "your" *poof* "life" *poof* "then" *poof* "your" *poof* "et" *poof* "tern" *poof* "nal" *poof* "soul" *poof* "won't" *poof* "be" *poof* "re" *poof* "in" *poof* "carnat " *poof* "ted" *poof* "as" *poof* "hu" *poof* "man" *poof* "for " "thir" *poof* "ty" *poof* "five" *poof* "thous" *poof* "sand" *poof* "years" *poof* "with" *poof* "two" *poof* "thouz" *poof* "sand" *poof* "years" *poof* "in" *poof* "com" *poof* "mut" *poof* "able" *poof* *poof* *poof* "When" *poof* "yo" *poof* "you're" *poof* "born" *poof* "again" *poof* "as" *poof* "hu" *poof* "man" *poof* "it'll" *poof* "be" *poof* "un" *poof* "der" *poof* "real" *poof* "ly" *poof* "hell" *poof* "lish" *poof* "cir" *poof* "cums" *poof* "tan" *poof* "ces." *poof* *poof* "you" *poof* "can, aggg." A cobble hit the real Brad Watson in the stomach, dispelling all the shadow clones. "repent." He feel down into the pile of diapers.
"Hey Cuck," yelled Null.
"What?" asked Mundane Matt.
"That's not a large cobble. It's a small boulder!" He said.
"Huh, nooooooo" Matt lost balance and fell and was defeated.
"How did you do that. Your depth perception has to be superhuman to accurately assess the size of rocks from that distance," said Yawning snasel?
"I just had to make him lose confidence, Yawing snesel," Null said.
"That's enough of your pointless quest." Cosmos said.
"How did you know about us," Yaning sneasl asked. "we have a snitch?"
"Yes, the Fool was the snitch" Cosmos said. Null and yawnsel nodding in agreeable hindsight. "We are going home now. We made an agreement with Hoerth for travel back to Earth. His demands were much less than what Null anticipated. Turns out that he didn't demand a statue of himself on a Panzer with your parents looking up at him proudly."
Meanwhile, at the bad guys place.
Autphag listen to the recording of the secret meeting Null was at last chapter. All of his subordinate where wearing either purple, bright green, yellow, or blue.
"Literally Impossible. Every male human is a raging furry. It's how God makes sure we can always get an erection at will. Also true for any woman with the slightest amount of autism. Therefore, that can not be an ironic superpower." --- "Fool, every person in this meeting is "male". That's an awful claim to make here." --- "Indeed, think of an anthro foxgirl with giant tiddies. Remember, the belly isn't nearly as thick with fur."
The sounds of every man could be overheard on the recording. There was a few awkward looks in the bad guy's room.
"I think it's true. I'm having a huge boner right now thinking about a giant tiddie fox girl standing over me with tiny short." said a man in yellow, speaking that as only an autist can.
"It all adds up" Autphag siad. "if females in general ever find this out about men, then Communism will finally work! Tell S-Chan to cancel tomorrow's assassination. We are abandoning our current plan and are going back to Earth with the rest of Autism Planet's population."
"Ummm, tomorrow?" said a man in blue.
Meanwhile, at wherever Casey Hoerth is.
DEAD.
