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8/3/2025, 11:31:43 PM
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“HAAAAAAAAAAA!!” Meloka roars, beating you to the punch as she ascends. Aura blazing as she goes straight to her strongest form beyond Super Saiyan Blue. Ripping him to shreds. Only for the pieces of the man to reconvene, just like Ginyu's Majin Buu body.
“Okay, oww. That really hurt.” he says, your wife blinking in astonishment as his body returns to its original shape. “Wait, you can change your hair? Me too!”
You then watch as he starts actively changing his hair to look like her own, then changing it back.
“The Eighties called, they want their hairspray back.” he jokes as you turn back to Batman.
“He may not be all that strong, compared to your kind. But if the objective is to have the most fighters left on the stage when the forty eight minutes are up, Plas here will be an indispensable ally. And, in a world where flight isn't permitted, he can retrieve allies as they're about to fall off the stage. Plas, how much can you lift with your arms stretched over a hundred feet?”
“Hmmm, good question.” he replies, stretching his right hand away as his left goes to his chin, rubbing it. Further and further his hand stretches until you can no longer see it, leaving you all wondering what he's up to. Until his hand starts coming back, holding an entire vehicle in his hands. A long, sleek, black one with what looks like some sort of rocket engine protruding from the back. Setting it down as Batman glares at him. “At least a couple tons.”
Curious, you walk over, getting a grip on the vehicle and lifting. Surprised by its weight, the vehicle looking far heavier than you'd assumed. Even in this world's very light gravity, less than a tenth of New Salda's own, the vehicle is still quite dense.
“Damn, not bad. What did you say your name was again?” you ask the stretchy man, whose grin widens further.
“I'm Plastic Man!” he declares, planting his fists on his hips. Puffing out his chest comically, and raising one of his arms. Flexing his stretchable body.
“Alright, Plastic Man.” you say, taking your fighting stance. “Let's see if you've got what it takes to fight in this tournament.”
“Alright, bring it on, space man!” he replies, stretching his hands. Enlarging his right fist, and shifting his left into a large hammer. “I'll show you what Earth's Stretchiest Hero can do!”
-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 244 paused-
“HAAAAAAAAAAA!!” Meloka roars, beating you to the punch as she ascends. Aura blazing as she goes straight to her strongest form beyond Super Saiyan Blue. Ripping him to shreds. Only for the pieces of the man to reconvene, just like Ginyu's Majin Buu body.
“Okay, oww. That really hurt.” he says, your wife blinking in astonishment as his body returns to its original shape. “Wait, you can change your hair? Me too!”
You then watch as he starts actively changing his hair to look like her own, then changing it back.
“The Eighties called, they want their hairspray back.” he jokes as you turn back to Batman.
“He may not be all that strong, compared to your kind. But if the objective is to have the most fighters left on the stage when the forty eight minutes are up, Plas here will be an indispensable ally. And, in a world where flight isn't permitted, he can retrieve allies as they're about to fall off the stage. Plas, how much can you lift with your arms stretched over a hundred feet?”
“Hmmm, good question.” he replies, stretching his right hand away as his left goes to his chin, rubbing it. Further and further his hand stretches until you can no longer see it, leaving you all wondering what he's up to. Until his hand starts coming back, holding an entire vehicle in his hands. A long, sleek, black one with what looks like some sort of rocket engine protruding from the back. Setting it down as Batman glares at him. “At least a couple tons.”
Curious, you walk over, getting a grip on the vehicle and lifting. Surprised by its weight, the vehicle looking far heavier than you'd assumed. Even in this world's very light gravity, less than a tenth of New Salda's own, the vehicle is still quite dense.
“Damn, not bad. What did you say your name was again?” you ask the stretchy man, whose grin widens further.
“I'm Plastic Man!” he declares, planting his fists on his hips. Puffing out his chest comically, and raising one of his arms. Flexing his stretchable body.
“Alright, Plastic Man.” you say, taking your fighting stance. “Let's see if you've got what it takes to fight in this tournament.”
“Alright, bring it on, space man!” he replies, stretching his hands. Enlarging his right fist, and shifting his left into a large hammer. “I'll show you what Earth's Stretchiest Hero can do!”
-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 244 paused-
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