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DAIRY QUEENS
Delta City is a sprawling metropolis built over several
periods of expansion and renewal since the time of the first
thirteen colonies. With little overall planing and little
demolition the city is a maze of varying sized streets and
layers of opulence sunk into decay. Downtown has shifted
around no less than four times and left many important
historic buildings and still functioning government
structures outcast and isolated amongst suburban sprawl.
The current downtown area is marked by the huge twin obelisks
of Morgan Tower, which houses the famed Morgan newspaper and
media empire as well as most of the television studios and
stations and radio studios and stations of Delta City. And
the Wade Tower, which houses the offices and much of the
research labs of Wade Tech as well as dozens of other branch
divisions of billionaire Brenda Wade's global dealings.
Wade Tower is bigger, at one hundred and twenty seven floors,
to Morgan Tower, at one hundred and sixteen floors, as Brenda
Wade is always quick to point out, but Morgan Tower is
covered with numerous aerials and satellite relays which in
fact eclipse Wade Tower by several hundred feet, as Axanna
Morgan is always quick to retort.
At the city entrance level to Wade Tower sits the worlds only
privet Dairy Queen. It is also one of the largest in North
America and is open twenty four hours a day seven days a week
to serve free food and ice cream confections to the Wade
employees, who are 97% women, as one of the few Wade employee
perks and benefits it is always busy.
It is also the regular meeting place for the super heroine
community of Delta City and has become more or less the
unofficial club house of said super heroines.
This closed to the public Dairy Queen is split into two
sections by a red velvet rope. On one side are several small
tables and chairs where at anytime one may observe dozens of
Wade employees eating their ice cream and using the free wifi
to put in job application at other places of employment that
have more to offer their employees than seventy hour work
weeks and free ice cream.
On the other side of the red velvet rope are two long red
booth bench seats sitting on either side of a long
rectangular table with openings at both ends for food to be
served and passed down.
Here one can always see at least three or four super heroines
munching away on fresh extra salty hot french fries and
towering sandwiches or slurping away on extra large icy cold
ice cream shakes which are all labeled as 'small size' on the
light-board menu at the service counter for free. One can
find the teen super heroines here several times a day and
Azure Angel seems to live here.
Today the long booth seats are full of about every super
heroine in Delta City and waitresses are bustling to bring
oversized 'small sized' orders to the table in a flurry of
red Formica trays with their teetering piles of food and ice
cream and shakes as greedy gloved hands snatch them up and
few items actually get passed to whom originally ordered them
but everyone seems to be stuffing their mouths with
something. All while barking indecipherable mouth filled
orders for more to dashing pencil on pad hectic waitresses in
their too tight itchy ugly brown polyester uniforms because
no woman wants an attractive teen girl in a sexy outfit
serving her fatting ice cream.
Ms. Americana talked out of the side of her mouth, not daring
to remove the extra large 'small sized' ice cream shake straw
from the other corner of her mouth and set it down on the
table in front of her as the super heroines on either side of
her had not gotten their shakes yet and were eyeing hers
speciously. "I am glad everyone could make it on such short
notice and I would like to extend a hand of welcome to Wolf
Woman and her new side kick, Wolf Girl, who apparently goes
also by the nickname, Cub."
Wolf Woman and her identically dressed busty teen side kick
smiled and raised their hands and waved at the crowded table
and recoiled back as a waitress reached over the high back
booth seat where they were seated and placed a tray of food
before them only to have it instantly disappear into the blur
of clutching hands and yelling 'Mine! Mine! Mine!' of dozens
of super heroines around them.
"Now, I called this impromptu meeting to get our heads
together on the recent Mister Fear incident as I have just
received new Intel on the recent events by our newly arrived
super heroine, Rack Woman!" Ms. Americana now had an ice
cream shake in both hands and could only incline her head at
the pale, very busty, and very naked bejeweled woman who
stood up from her seat and nodded at the table. The super
heroines on either side of Ms. Americana eyed the second
shake and narrowed their eyes in even greater suspicion as
they still remained 'shakeless'.
"Rack Woman was originally a detective from right here in
Delta City, named Harmony Love.
Eh, you don't mind if I tell them your secret identity do
you?" Ms. Americana leaned over slightly and gave a sideways
glance to a startled Rack Woman who could not answer as a new
arrival of another tray of ice cream and food was engulfed in
a flurry of gloved hands.
Ms. Americana smiled and continued speaking. She now had a
third ice cream shake wedged firmly in the cleavage of her
massive tits and was pausing now and then to slurp out its
contents with its straw as the super heroines on either side
of her now openly glared at her. "Rack Woman, aka; Harmony
Love, found what she thought was a meteorite and touching it
was whisked away to Mars where she gained super powers and
began her crime fighting career. Of course it was NOT a
meteorite, in fact, it was the crystallized mummified remains
of a Neanderthal brain!"
"Neanderthal brain?!" One of the exhausted waitresses raised
up her pencil from her paper order pad and scratched her head
with it. "Do we still serve Neanderthal brains?" She asked
the waitress next to her.
"Just bring them a cherry cobbler. They are super heroines
and won't know the difference." The other tired and
exasperated waitress answered.
Ms. Americana continued while edging back and forth and
raising the shakes in her hands out of the coiled glare of
the super heroines on either side of her. "Best start from
the beginning. For this is confusing enough as it is. First,
I have deduced that Mister Fear is a very powerful telepath.
It was using his telepathy that allowed him to pull his crime
wave in the fifties. He would show up at his targets house
disguised as a service man and leave his calling card hidden
behind. Then sometime latter he would return outside the
house and use his telepathy upon his sleeping victim to have
them place the card next to the item he would steal. He would
return a second time and again upon his sleeping victim have
them pull the crime on his behalf. Handing him the stolen
loot before returning to their beds as it were."
"How did you deduce all of this?!" Got Gal asked as she
fished an attempted escaped french fry from her bountiful
bosom and popped it back into her mouth.
"Actually Hour Glass simply went back in time and caught
Mister Fear red handed and beat him up and left him tied up
for the police." Ms. Americana nodded at Hour Glass.
"And who is this Hour Glass?" Wolf Woman frowned as another
tray of food arrived over her shoulder and exploded into
nothing but empty wrappers falling like leaves all around
her.
"I was Future Flag Girl then when I opened a second Time
bubble inside another Time bubble I metamorphosed into Hour
Glass." Hour Glass smiled at Wolf Woman who nodded not
understanding anything and shrugged at her teen sidekick who
simply raised a finger and made circle motions aside her
youthful head.
"It gets confusing if we try to explain it. Trust me." Ms.
Americana sighed and continued. "Anyway at some point our
Mister Fear ends up in Pine Woods prison. Where the ageless
teen spends almost a century working for the government. He
then is transferred and escapes during his transfer. He then
takes over this super secret abandoned government project
which I am certain he worked on. This was the floating tower
thingy. This tower was designed to re-seed a radioactive
world. Make it lush and green again."
"Now," Ms. Americana put down one of the shakes onto the
table where it was snatched up instantly and found to be
empty and she took another off a just arrived tray and began
slurping it. "There was this whack-o who lived back in the
late eighteen hundreds who I now also believe Mister Fear
worked alongside as an assistant. I think our Mister Fear has
been ageless for a very, very, long time."
Ms. Americana looked around her and then placed one of the
shakes on top of her head and reached down and plucked up a
french fry and popped it into her mouth. "This Whack-o had
this idea about Time Speed. Sort of like Light Speed only its
time. He made a ship and some dead pilots and this vat full
of brains all mushed together in a blob to be the telepathic
ground control."
"Now here is where it might get confusing," Ms. Americana
tilted her head in thought and the shake slid off the top of
her head and into the yelping cleavage of the super heroine
next to her whom she ignored and continued speaking. "You
see. Future Flag girl steals a bracelet that I gave to Azure
Angel. This bracelet lets her travel in time. She comes back
from the future and tells me that she and Azure Angel and
Salem Dare have been captured by the mass of brains and two
of the three dead pilots. I naturally rescue them with
relative ease, and have a lengthy conversation with the vat
full of glued together brains as well as taking the Time
Speed ship into custody from an indifferent Salem Dare who
was about to turn it into a birdbath. At some time in the
future and after billions of dollars I build a huge version
of the Time Speed ship into the sub basements of Wade Tower
and then send the entire Tower back in time to replace the
Tower currently there. Which explains why certain stair wells
and hallways in the building no longer lead to where they
used to lead to and why my office chair now has a rather
'special' vibration setting and attachment."
"Not to mention the enormous huge sub-basement with a Time
Speed machine in it; that is about the size of an entire city
block and about three to four entire floors in mass. I mean
you see that and you think, 'well, it wasn't here yesterday.'
It makes a girl think."
"My future self told Future Flag Girl what I should do with
it but well, Future Flag Girl is basically just Flag Girl
with bigger tits. So I was on my own. Still, once I heard
about Mister Fear capturing the Neanderthal time travelers
from Azure Angel I had a pretty good idea what was going on."
"Then maybe you could get around to telling us," Got Gal gave
Omega Woman a nudge and rolled her eyes causing the
sisterhood super heroine to giggle and let her guard down
wherein Got Gal snatched several of her french fries out of
her carefully guarded wax cardboard pouch and shoved them
quickly into her mouth.
"Well, I believe that Mister Fear sent out this physic
impulse to make homoerectius and homosapiens attack the
Neanderthals and force them to time migrate and continued the
attacks until they figured out it was him and confronted him.
At which time he captured them and removed their brains and
used them to help him modify the giant upside down flowery
thing and time travel back millions and millions of years
taking most of Delta City along for the ride."
"You know I don't get that. I don't understand why he
traveled back in time. Hell, I don't get any of this!" Green
Specter frowned and gave Jungle Babe a warning glare as she
quickly dropped a gloved hand over her chicken nuggets.
"That became clear to me with the arrival of Rack Woman. When
she found the seeded left behind crystallized Neanderthal
brain and touched it at the right moment of planetary
conjunction it not only instantly teleported her to Mars but
it teleported her back in time millions upon millions of
years to a Mars where life still lived. And it was here, in
the frozen wastes that Rack Woman says that Mister Fear and
his tower suddenly appeared amongst the telepath puppet
masters of Mars."
"What?! It's either this or the ice cream but my head is
starting to hurt." Fly Woman rubbed her temple and sighed.
"When I used the Time Speed machine in Wade Tower and Hour
Glass used her new powers over time to send Delta City back
to the present time; Mister Fear secretly used those powers
we triggered to transport his tower to Mars. A Mars that was
at that moment millions of years in our current past. So
while we thought the tower had been destroyed when we
traveled back to the future. It was in fact just sent to
Mars.
Mister Fear used us to first go back in time and then to
travel to Mars. And there, according to Rack Woman he used
the towers power to transform the frozen dying wastes into a
new Eden and enslaved the telepaths there to do his will."
"Again... why?" Got Gal frowned as she looked down and found
her own fries now gone and looked over at Omega Woman who was
chewing with her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk and
smiling at her.
"Well, it might have to do with something Breast Woman just
informed me of this morning. " Ms. Americana nodded over at
Breast Woman who was squeezing out some of her breast milk
from her nipple into her coffee cup.
"This morning while doing a routine patrol I came across an
armada of space ships leaving the orbit of Mars and heading
on a direct path to Earth." Breast Woman said gravely as she
tapped her nipple to get the last droplets to fall into her
coffee cup before slurping it down.
"It would appear that Mister Fear has, after millions of
years, left his hidden oasis on Mars and is returning home to
Earth." Ms. Americana crossed her arms under her massive
breasts which caused the shake trapped in her cleavage to go
volcano and spurt all over her tits.
"You know I don't get this guy." Sarah Kraft watched Ms.
Americana lick the cold ice cream off her tits and nipples.
"He breaks out of prison. Steals a device that can withstand
a nuclear war and then uses Neanderthal brains to travel back
in time and then tricks us into giving him a space shot ride
to Mars where he takes over the planet and now Millions of
years latter he comes back to what? Take over the world?
Couldn't he have done that several times before and in a much
easier way?!"
"Hmm, I think I still have some pineapple chunks in my
brazier... I will have to get those out latter." Ms.
Americana looked up as she tucked her girls away and cleared
her throat. "Well, I doubt he waited tens of millions of
years on Mars. Without the Time Speed machine in the Wade
basement here he can not travel through space in an instant
like he did before when he tapped into our using it; but he
still has his tower which he landed on Mars with, and I am
sure, enough Neanderthal brains to warp through time again. I
believe he just did that. He stayed in the past until his
armada of war ships was built and his telepaths enslaved and
then he warped back to our present time but still on Mars and
now is on his way back to Earth."
"Still seems a bit over the top," Hexanna, currently now a
teenager as she had just gone through her regeneration cycle,
paused from lewdly sucking on a banana half from her banana
split to speak. "He travels back in time on Earth then in
that time frame travels to Mars. Then on that Mars he travels
froward in time and now is on his way to Earth again. But now
with an armada of warships and a bunch of Martian telepaths.
Couldn't he just open a telephone book and dialed up Black
Water and taken over D.C. with that? It worked for us in
Iraq."
"He had an impregnable tower but let's face it a hobo army is
not going to take over the world." Omega Woman paused in
thought and unwittingly lost her freshly arrived onion rings
to the cobra strike hands of Got Gal on one side of her and
Wild Girl on the other side of her.
"The Fear Tower is traveling with the armada of space ships
and there is some kind of psyche barrier in place that made
it impossible for me or Breast Girl to penetrate it and get a
closer look." Breast Woman tapped her chin and played
absently with her exposed nipples lost in thought as she
spoke.
"I think it would be wise to treat the approaching craft as
hostile. Still it would be best if we had some kind of heads
up." Jungle Babe mused and shot a look over at Hour Glass.
"Surely considering the magnitude of the crisis you can tell
us something of the future events."
Hour Glass frowned and floated up into the air, her white
pupil-less eyes raised up to the ceiling as she hovered
there. Her arms stretched out to her side, the thin, huge
chested, blonde hummmed and then spoke in her ghostly manor.
"The time lines are never clear, but I sense devastation and
horror and _"
"Tell us something useful for a change!" Azure Angel blurted
out. "Your worse than an old woman reading tea leaves! You
always show up to rescue us hours or days or weeks before we
actually get captured and then you refuse to tell us what you
were going to rescue us from because, 'it will distort the
time lines.' Well, screw the time lines! I swear you only
show up when we are about to eat! And I seriously don't
believe this bullshit that the future does not have money so
you can never pay the bill! Seriously! Tell us something
useful for once! And stop hogging all the damn ketchup
packets!"
"She's right!" Flag Girl erupted. "Hand over those ketchup
packets now! Oh, and yeah tell us something useful! Like, do
I get a boy friend and is he rich and hot and hung?!"
Hour Glass hovered some more and then pulled out the ketchup
packets from her cleavage and tossed them on the table as she
cleared her throat. "Yes, we do get a boyfriend."
"OMG!" Flag Girl shoved her fists up against the side of her
cheeks and started to tear up. "First tits that are so way
much better than Azure Angel's and now... a boy friend!
Whaaaaa! I am so happy! Whaaaaaa!"
"We are in fact dating The Geek."
Their was a moment of silence as Flag Girl stopped her elated
joyful crying abruptly and then Azure Angel busted out
laughing and slapping the table. "THE GEEK! SERIOUSLY!"
"No, no, that can't be right." A dazed Flag Girl sputtered.
"It's an off and on relationship. He tries so very hard to be
an honest man working as a stock boy at Radio Shack but he
keeps slipping and heading back to prison. He's such a bad
boy." Hour Glass sighed.
Azure Angel was howling with laughter. Her face was purple
and she was clutching her sides as she laughed and laughed.
She had even stopped tossing french fries into Hour Glasses
cleavage which she had been doing non-stop since the meeting
had started and now just rocked back and forth coughing at
the strain on her lungs and ribs of laughing so hard.
Flag Girl was silently crying now and staring angrily at
Azure Angel; her lower lip trembling against her rage and
sadness.
Hour Glass looked down at Flag Girl and sighed and then
looked over at the still howling Azure Angel, "at least The
Geek is not a dog."
Everyone at the table who had been exchanging raised eyebrows
and nods now froze and then slowly glanced between the
floating Hour Glass and the suddenly sober Azure Angel.
"Come again?" Azure Angel whined.
"Soon one of the Martians racing to warn Earth of Mister
Fear's approach will crash land. He is a shape shifter. Badly
damaged he will transform himself into the first sentient
life-form he meets and that will be a large German Shepard.
He becomes a dog. A talking dog. It saves his life and lets
him bring his message and some vital information to help the
Earth against Mister Fear. YOU! Azure Angel fall in love with
him, now stuck in his dog shape, and you eventually marry him
and you have seven puppies."
You could hear a pin drop in the Dairy Queen even the super
heroine weary jaded Wade employees stopped dead with ice
cream cones hovering inches from their open mouths.
"What?!" Azure Angel stuttered.
"He can at times, short periods of time, turn into a sort of
wolfman. Half man half dog. But mostly he is just a dog. A
very nice dog. He loves to play in the park with The Geek's
and mine own daughter. And yes, they are both hung. Though
The Geek seldom licks his genitals in public unlike YOUR
husband."
"Ah, okay. Right. So, that's uh, nice to know. Not exactly
the kind of future information I think we were hoping for
there Hour Glass but still... well, so I think at this time
we should break up into groups and prepare for Mister Fears
arrival. I will head over to professor Whirtler's where Dead
Girl is helping him with her telepathic powers to dissect the
crystallized Neanderthal brain that teleported Rack Woman to
Mars. And Omega Woman and Breast Woman and Breast Girl and
Got Gal and Got Chick your powers let you fly and breathe in
space so maybe you can try and see if you can slow down or
even stop that approaching group of ships." Ms. Americana
looked over at Azure Angel who was just frozen with eyes wide
and mouth a gap staring unseeing out into space.
"Pu-pu-pupies?!" Azure Angel began to sob.
"Oh boy," Jungle Babe rolled her eyes. "You know as one who
has had forced sex with many different species of animals on
many, many, occasions, I can tell you its not as bad as -"
"Okay! Thanks there Jungle Babe. Right. Uh, Hour Glass are
you really sure about the whole, you dating The Geek and
well, Azure Angel spending the rest of her life doing it
doggy style?" Ms. Americana first smiled and nodded as she
interrupted the Queen of the Jungle before she whispered
behind her gauntlet gloved hand over at the floating hottie.
"Well, not really sure. I mean I can travel in time but I
can't really see the future and I can't really remember
anything that happens in the future when I travel backwards
in time. So I just sort of make stuff up." Hour Glass looked
down and saw her cleavage full of french fries and began to
joyfully eat them.
"Oh." Ms. Americana blinked and then joined the statuesque
blonde in fishing out french fries from Hour Glasses massive
cleavage and watched Flag Girl and Azure Angel hug each other
as they loudly sobbed in their collective misery as the Queen
of Justice popped them one by one into her smiling mouth.
"Should we tell them," Hour Glass asked through a mouthful of
french fries. "I thought it might help postpone Flag Girl's
theft of the time bracelet until the appropriate time if
there was a single mother Geek husband there waiting for her
in the future."
"Not yet. Needs ketchup," Ms. Americana reached down and
plucked up several of the ketchup packs and squeezed them
until they burst all over Hour Glasses tits and the fries
contained therein. "In time, in time."
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