[[Info Dump]] Our Escape & the Aftermath..

Phew! Sorry for not keeping you posted, it's been a mad house here at Myth Mansion... I know, I know, last you heard Genovia, Lavender, Pegasus, and I were trapped in The Old House with seven mutant children assassins and their evil leader, The Headmaster... Well, that was true two weeks ago, but a few days after I posted that update, the four of us resolved to escape PhyscoCity.

In the end, it was actually the lack of:
Sunshine, blue skies, moonlight, stars, wide open spaces, friendly faces, familiar places, family, friends, my precious Speeder, life without security cameras, junk food, fast food, a red emergency phone with Batman or Pizzaman on speed dial, a nightlight by my bedside, a comfortable mattress, an unlocked and slightly open bedroom door, my stuffed dog, my real dog, not hearing The Headmasters voice making an announcement every few minutes, not having to follow a ridiculously strict schedule, drawing paper, any color other then black and white and our super suits and natural skin or hair color, freedom of any kind, and basically a life style that wasn't totally the evil scientist's secret creation's way of living, ect. That really drove us over the deep end into all out "WE'VE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!!!" mode.

But after spending more than 72 hours living, laughing, and being with Erik, Tekan, Miko, Sheran, Jewel, Marietta, and Vanna, we'd really fallen in love with The Headmaster's future world disaster causers.

Now, as you recall, this was all part of the The Headmaster's plan. He had hoped we would form an attachment to his little creations so that we would give our powers to them willingly... But while he was right about the attachment thing, his estimate on the outcome couldn't have been more off.
Honestly, would we, as superheros-- Defenders of justice, guardians of the innocent, the good guys who get put on hit-lists just for showing up, really let our personal feelings and attachments get in the way of stopping terrorist conquest?.. Heh, Nuuuu! But neither would we forgo those aforementioned personal feelings and attachments. So, our plan to escape was formulated with seven extra escapees in mind.

Since Lavender is a genius when it comes to freeing herself and others from enclosed spaces where law-offenders are usually kept, she was in charge of the plan. She chose the ventilation shaft in the recreation room/indoor-park as an exiting point, preparing for the fact that it may be both booby-trapped as well as too small for actual entry, as well as lead in the opposite direction we wanted to go in order to be pumped through a purifying machine-- All of which it did.
Boy! Lav sure understands the criminal mindset of someone who doesn't want their prisoner to escape!
So how'd we do it?... To be honest, it wasn't a quiet getaway, but the amount of force required to bust our way out made so that no one could stop us.

In the end, we left a huge gaping pit where a seemingly unsuspecting well had once been, in the middle of a vast yet empty field... We also figured out why they called it "The Old House", apparently the proper entry/exit point that the scientists always took to get back into the world and go home was the front door to a very spooky, supposedly abandoned, unsuspecting house in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by gnarled trees... Yes, I know I used the word "Unsuspecting" twice, but it really was! Seriously, if I hadn't gone from the inside-out, and was just a passer-by, I would've thought it was nothing more then an abandoned cottage where a farmer used to live; complete with untended, overgrown cropland and crumbling barn a mile or two behind the house. There was even a worn down clothes line beside the well we destroyed!!!

 A little bit like this.. Only worse..

I never would've guessed that just behind the front door was an elevator that led hundreds of feet under the earth into a gigantic laboratory- Of which I discovered that the kids, Lav, Gen, Peg, and I only ever saw a tiny bit.. It was more then just those small hallways, our bedroom, the mess hall, the indoor-park, and the training room. Like YIKES! How long have they been building that place? And do they have earthquake insurance? Because the first whopper that shakes that place in going leave a canyon full of scientific gadgetry and illegal inventions of every freakazoid-kind imaginable in it's wake! Believe me, it was totally creepy.

But in the end, we made it home safe and sound...
And I promptly got in trouble with my probation officers for disappearing. What gives?! You know, if they had been doing their job correctly, Peg, Gen, Lav and I would never have gotten snagged like that without anybody seeing or knowing!.. But come to think of it, we also never would've met the kids, so hurray for slackers... This time.. <_<

Anyway, after that was all figured out, I then got in trouble with Nick Fury and SHIELD! I told them everything that had happened, but instead of charging out to go arrest Headmaster and end The Old House operation for good, they wanted custody of the kids! OF ALL THE NERVE!!! "Dangers to humanity" my left eye! ((No pun intended)) They're just kids! I've dealt with worse who knew better! These kids can and will learn, The Mythical Gang and I will teach them, SHIELD's services are NOT required!

...Okay, while there was a big argument,  Nick actually consented to letting us train these kids for the better. He also agreed to let Catnip and Bluebird- Who just happened to appear out of the random wood-work and get me into even more trouble, to stay too. I'm so happy to see those two again! At his suggestion, we've started the Mythical Gang Apprentice Program, or MGAP.
It was hectic the first week, but after assigning one kid per teacher all jedi-like, it's going a lot better.

!!! Dern it!! Miko broke something again. I'll be back to introduce all the kids and explain MGAP a little better later. Till then!

Lloyd out!

Conserning Evil Scientists...

Evil.. 

Evil what?

Evil Scientists.

*GASPETH* You said a bad word!

Not really... But I seriously despise those guys. They're completely turned backwards, upside-down, inside-out, and twisted into gooey, gross imperfection! They are honestly the worst things in the world! They are my pet peeve, my worst nightmare, my Frankenstein's head on a spider's body!--Just in case I haven't stressed this enough: I DOUBLE-TRIPLE-QUADRUPLE CLACK EVIL SCIENTISTS!!

I bet you're wondering what events set me off on this little rant.

Well, try guessing where I am right now... Go on, guess!...........
If you guessed anywhere but being held prisoner in some kind of heavily guarded, top secret, under-ground laboratory, you guessed wrong. Believe it or not, such a place is exactly where Lavender, Pegasus, Genovia and I have all found ourselves.
Let me explain how we got here:

It was the aforementioned foursome responding to a call for immediate assistance from two police officers about a hostage situation and a super villain- Now, normally police officers don't call on vigilante heros such as myself, but Pegasus is something we call "a registered super hero", meaning she signed paperwork and is legally filed with the government.
So anyway, we think this'll be a pretty normal routine, right? Show up, beat the bad guy, save the citizen, go home. Nothing abnormal about that part, ya' think... But when we got half way through said-routine, suddenly the two police officers turn on us and hit Pegasus and Genovia with some sort of electronic paralyzing zapper! At the same time, the wounded citizen and supposedly defeated villain pull the same stunt on Lavender, and myself!

 So yeah; We were set up, ambushed, then zapped unconscious... And after we rescued that guy too!

We each wake up almost unanimously to find ourselves strapped down on separate tables, in a black room with a vague, almost non-existant red light illuminating from some place.

"Uhg.. What happened?" Genovia asked.

"We were tricked!" Lavender replied, "I can't believe we fell for that!"

"Me either.." Genovia agrees, "It was too secluded an area, and too easy. There should've been more policeman if the threat was serious enough to call in four super heros."

"I know.. How did we miss that?" I moan.
But my question goes unanswered and Pegasus asks her own: "Where are we?" she says.

We can barely make out all the creepy looking scientific gadgetry on the shelves around us before the tables we're on suddenly shift into a slanted position and turn toward the center of the room-- So we're all basically standing up and facing each other.

"Uh oh... Bad vibe." I said.

Then a four screen TV lowers from the ceiling and flips on to show the silhouette of a nutcase in a hood.

"Good evening girls, welcome to The Old House; a secret organization that specializes in genetic experimentation. I am The Headmaster. I will be your host during your stay here." he says with a heavy English accent, and sorta-rolls-sorta-slurs his 'R's.

"How long will that be exactly?" Lavender asked.

I, of course, am less willing to indulge in conversation with this guy after that particular sentence about 'a secret organization that specializes in genetic experimentation.' 

"WHO CARES!?! THIS GUY IS ONE OF THOSE PSYCHO EVIL SCIENTIST PEOPLE!!! COMMON! WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE BEFORE HE TRANSPLANTS OUR BRAINS INTO GLASS JARS AND FUSES THEM TO LIVING CHICKEN LEGS!!!" I scream, then proceed to try and wiggle out of the straps that are holding me to the table.

"Come now, super hero Lloyd. I would never do such a ridiculous thing." The Headmaster laughs.

"Sure you wouldn't." I sarcastically, continuing in my squirming.

"I only issue the command for operation anyway, the Doctors are the ones who actually preform surgery." he says seriously.

"Oh then, my mistake.. WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE BEFORE HE ISSUES THE COMMAND FOR ONE OF HIS DOCTORS TO TRANSPLANT OUR BRAINS INTO GLASS JARS AND FUSE THEM TO LIVING CHICKEN LEGS!!!" I say.

Unsurprisingly, he continued to laugh at me. "I heard you were an entertaining one, super hero Lloyd. I just never imagined how entertaining." I blew a raspberry at him and continued my struggling.

"What do you want?" Pegasus asked, kinda giving the bully permission to tease.. Or gloat, because he suddenly goes off on, I kid you not, prepared speech about his work and what he's tried to accomplish over his lifetime, using that tone that folks do when they're trying to make their story sound like a glorious quest. I'd love to tell you what he said exactly, but frankly, he used way too many big words... And I was too busy trying to figure out how the straps worked to pay attention anyway. I understood a few things, however, and it was that he was one of those lunatic psycho's who used world-war and suffering as an excuse to try and subjugate the whole entire Earth... You know the type.

Anyway, he said something about having seven genetically enhanced mutant assassins who were bred from birth to do his bidding and conquer one continent each. All weird like, he told us that these assassins had the strongest mutant powers he could get a hold of, but that they weren't perfect yet, and that's where we came in::

1. With Pegasus's ability, he would enhance his assassins to their most powerful capable point and make sure they never get tired.
2. With Lavender's ability, he could enhance their defenses so that no weapon imaginable could harm them.
3. With Genovia's ability to phase through solid objects, nothing would be able to keep them out.
4. And with my instant healing abilities, even if they were hit they wouldn't be harmed.

 Sounds like fun, no?.. Let me answer that: NO!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! Back up!" Pegasus interrupted, drawing an annoyed sigh from The Headmaster. "These assassins of yours, didn't you just say they were going to take over the world for you?"

"More or less." The Headmaster said impatiently.

"Okay, well, you obviously know pretty  much about us.. But did you miss the part in our records that said we're super heros? What makes you think we'll just stand by and let you do all of that?" Pegasus snapped.

"May I remind you that you are currently at my mercy. If I wanted to take your powers against your will, I could right now, or would've before you had regained consciousness.." He said, pausing sorta menacingly. Then continued more lightly: "Far be it from me, however, to force one into something against their will, or take without asking. I actually feel quite confident that once you meet my assassins, you'll willingly submit to having them made invincible."

"Aaaaaaand what makes you so sure of that? Like she said, we're super heroes." Lavender stressed.

 

I didn't say anything, because I had finally managed to free my wrist from the strap that held it bound.

"Come see for yourselves." The Headmaster said slyly. Upon finishing his sentence, the TV screen turned off, and slowly disappeared from sight. It was instantly followed by the red light shutting off and leaving us in complete darkness. Then, with a loud CLICK!, the straps holding us to the tables suddenly disappeared and dropped us all to the floor. At the same time, a large rectangular door opened in the wall, allowing blinding pale white light to flood in--- If you don't know what that feels like to the eyeballs, trying staying in a pitch black room for about three hours, then stepping outside immediately into clear blue skies and sunshine... Or taking a rubber band and using the sling shot method to slap yourself in the open iris... Yeah.

Well anyway, our eyes eventually got used to the light, at which time we ventured out into the long white hallways that looked a little like hospital hallways on colorless steroids. Two guys in lab coats met us and led us into a big room with trees and a playground, but four stark white walls and a ceiling: Like an indoor park. Lavender quickly pointed out the small ventilation system nearly six stories above our heads on the white ceiling. 

 

"Really? I thought that was a frozen bug." I said.

We were then introduced to the assassins... Who, in fact, are extremely cute and playful, and vary in ages from 15 to 10... Oh yeah, this Headmaster had definitely seen the latest news special in which I had surrendered my own freedom to help two kids escape the law... No wonder he was so confident.

Well, we've been in said scenario for..........................

I just remembered, I don't have a watch and we can't see the sun from here....... I'm going to go crazy!

 

.....Tekan says we'll be heading to the mess hall for dinner in a little while, and then to bed soon after that. So, I'm guessing if the Headmaster is a normal person, it's almost 6:00.. However, if he's like me, it's almost 11:30...

 

What?.. Who is Tekan?

Oh! I'll gladly introduce you to all the kids as soon as I can, but they just called a line up.. So I'm guessing we're about to go eat. I'll catch you later with new details in my next post. Till then.

Lloyd out!

P.S As soon as I figure out my location, send out service!.. Seriously Nick, I know you read these.

Being "Lloyd"...

Today I've decided to address a common, name-related misconception. and explain a few things about my suit. You see, I've had a lot of people ask me why I chose "Lloyd" as my super name, instead of something more related to my powers, and why my suit isn't themed..

Well firstly, your suit is not only something you throw together to hide your real identity, it's a form of wearable art. Art is always the artist expressing themselves, and a suit always expresses a part of who you are. Many super suits are themed after their creator's powers- Powers being a part of who that person is..  Thing is, I started my super hero career and created my suit back before I had any powers, so I had to choose some other aspect of my personality to theme it off of: My suit is simple and blue because I love simple things and royal blue has always been my favorite color, so I went with that.

As for my name, did you know that many civilians know me as "BlueGirl"? This is because of  the media. Newspapers and reporters are unfailingly always the ones whom give new super heroes their names. Take Superman, Ironman, and Spiderman for instance-- Well, Spiderman got his name from a wrestling match, didn't he? 

Anyway, very few non-super powered people know that I actually go by 'Lloyd'.

'Lloyd' within it's self doesn't have anything to do with me, but it became my super name during a hilarious string of events which involved my cousin being obsessed with something called The Legend Of The Dragoons and more particularly interested in a character called Lloyd. He spent a full day telling me and my sisters about it and how cool that character in particular was. Later that night, I suited up for my very first super hero mission but somehow got framed and ended up answering to the Justice League. Batman must have recognized me from all those years ago when I first met Jack, and started pressuring me for what I called myself. 

He didn't accept "My identity is a secret.", 

nor did he accept "I haven't decided on a name yet.", 

or "Cinderella?". 

Finally Flash suggested Blue Girl, but I wasn't big on those cheesy-classicy-obvious names so I said; "That's dumb.. My name is.... Lloyd." Ever since then, it just sorta stuck, and like my plain blue suit, I have felt no need to change it.

What's more, apparently to many pessimists-  Batman and Nick Fury included, "LLOYD" stands for::

"Long Living Optimistic Young Dork."

Which is very witty and true to my personality and power, so I'm adopting it as my super name's true meaning. How can I resist? After all, Bat-Buddy and Nicker-bopper are never wrong. >=D

Lloyd out!

FREEEEEEEEDOM!!!

Hello my comfy chair! 

Hello my holographic computer ball! 

Hello all you wonderful reader people and unfortunate stumbled-into-it people!!  

Guess what- I'm guilty! Yup, the judge said so.. Sad for him, being guilty of showing super hero mercy and helping your villain for the betterment of all is not a crime punishable by 26 years in jail. It IS, in his mind however, a crime punishable..

Therefore, I'm on parole for 6 months under the close watch of police men and SHIELD agents alike... I won't lie to you.. It's been tough. I once plotted to spend a prolonged vacation on a distant planet until my 6 months of playing "Goldfish" were up, but I figured I'd miss my life-saving job too much. So, here I am to stay.

Now, here's my problem. Agents from a very nosy company and police officers are watching me 24/7, but I don't stay super'd that long... I figured that If I'm constantly being watched, then I can't take off my suit without blowing my secret identity, and thus Genovia and I have been working on a system that helps me get back to my ordinary life without blowing that said identity. It's really tough, and considering Nick Fury reads my blog, I cannot disclose exactly how it's done, but it's totally worth it.
The alternative being I create a toxic pool with bleach, laundry detergent, fabric softener, soap, and strawberry shampoo to jump into every time I need to wash my hair or my suit... And you understand why I can't do that::

*hint hint*

But anywhoo, other then that, the court was very touching. I had a lot of old friends, acquaintances, and people I didn't even think liked me at all show up to plead my case and prove my character before the judge. Even Batman! @_@ I thought for sure he was gonna push to have me locked up forever...

It's nice to know I have so many buddies around. It makes me feel pink and bubbly inside! =D

Catnip and Bluebird sent me a post card with no return address... I have no idea how. They told me they were happy and doing very well. Oh, and they also said that by the time I received the card they would've switched locations so SHIELD can't track them. Such a clever pair.. You know, now that things are basically straightened out, I'm finally starting to miss them. They were good kids you know, and a lot of fun to be around. Maybe someday I'll meet them again? I hope so.

Lloyd out!... Literally!
I'M FREEE!!

Hello Readers!

Hey everybody! This is Genovia. I'm writing at the request of Lloyd, who is currently in a super prison from which even Superman could not escape. Why? Well, Lloyd explained that in a note that I'll let you read in a minute. First, she'd like me to let you know that this is the last time -- until her unlikely bail -- that you'll be seeing anything new on this blog.
She gave me a note on a piece of paper to copy down and submit here.

[[From Lloyd - Please post on Lloydsnoggin.blogspot.com]] 

"Dear readers,

I wish to bid one last farewell to you, for after this, they take my holographic computer ball away from me and leave me alone in this cubical to contemplate the events which led me here..... Those said events being:: 

I happened to meet and befriend two kids; Bluebird and Catnip. Good young people; nice, funny, clever, a little stubborn, but all in all alright. Well, about a week ago they showed up at my door begging for help. They told me the story of a brilliant scientist who had been employed by an evil company and experimented with DNA that would help his dying baby girl to survive. However, he soon discovered his daughter to have a powerful x-gene that his company would no doubt exploit for malicious purposes. Thus he took all of his research and vanished without a trace- Leaving both the company and the company's rivals searching for him.. He made a quiet life in little known canyon town, but continued to invent in his basement; making new things that would help the town and it's people flourish. His daughter grew up and they were all happy- Then the old man died, and while going through his stuff, the townspeople began to be afraid of the old research they were finding as it all still had his old company logo on it... Once his daughter starting toying these things, they got super edgy and called that old company rival that I told you about --Who in this case, happens to be SHIELD-- Yeah...... 

Well, long story short, they told me that Catnip was the daughter of that deceased ex-HYDRA agent, and Bluebird was his ward. They escaped the town and SHIELD only to get snagged by HYDRA a second later. They admitted they had been working for HYDRA for a few weeks but only just discovered that HYDRA was actually the bad guys. Now they needed my help in freeing some captives they got and escaping HYDRA and SHIELD forever..

How could I say no?.. I mean, they were just kids- Both were younger then me.. And we'd become friends. So I did.. Unfortunately that involved doing some questionable things such as resisting an officer, dodging my own government-affiliated super hero sister, and accidentally throwing my glove into the windshield of a SHIELD agents car and making him swerve. I was phoned several times by my friends, family, and Nick Fury himself, begging/demanding me to give up. However, I was convinced my cause was noble and went through with it anyway. In the end, Catnip, Bluebird, and I saved Hydra's captives and got that particular HYDRA group arrested by SHIELD

.. But SHIELD was close behind Catnip and Bluebird too... I was forced into an action that would seal my fate as an enemy to those I had once see as friends: Fending off a SHIELD agent, I gave Bluebird and Catnip my speeder and an invisibility shield, and let them escape. 

Thunderbird, an old friend of Lavender's (previously known as Crow) whom has recently joined the Mythical Gang, said my actions were nothing short of being a true hero and I thank him for that. 

He's not all-together the sharpest knife in the drawer, but after being called a criminal so much, I really needed to hear that. 

As of right now, I'm to be interrogated while friends and family hopelessly work to prove my innocence, but I will not be able to write you all again for sometime. Happy thoughts for you till then and whenever I see you again.

Lloyd out!"

Adding to that, I should let you know that the interrogation ensued, in the which Lloyd has refused to give location or information on the kids, and openly wished the duo well!... Things don't look good for her...
They decided not to give her a trial until Catnip and Bluebird somehow hacked the TV channel network, explained their side of the story exactly as Lloyd did, and broadcast some home videos of Catnip's childhood to prove it... Now she has a trial scheduled for a week from now.

Lloyd's sister Galexia called a renowned mutant named Lawyer Davis in to plead her case in a trial. He's never lost a case, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed anyway.

~Genovia

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's Thunderbird!

Thunderbird

Nickname: Crow

Lavender's old accomplice/boyfriend - Formerly Crow. 

Seems as though Lavender's old villain team-mate, who confidentially had a crush on her, has found us out. He's a Thanagarian with arcane weaponry, flight, enhanced strength, healing factor, and enhanced vision. He showed up and gave me a pitiful account of his life after Lav left and her evil mutant alien, Jen, took over The Purples. On his hands and knees and basically in tears, he begged me to let him join the Mythical Gang. It's only been a few months since Lavender joined my gang, and I trust her, but I'm a still a little nervous that he might convince Lavender to go bad again.. But I let him join anyway, on the condition that he changed his name to a more mythical creature- Like a Thunderbird-- He's got a electric weapon anyway.
He's sorta dopey, emotional, and wimpy, but he's got a good and tender heart.

BuddyPoke anomalies: Spot on, only his eyes are blue and that thing on his head is actually a bird-like helmet. Oh.. And he has a pair of wings...

Famous Last Words...

So depressingly true... 

I took an online to test to discover what my famous last words would be. All it did was ask me how clumsy I was and what I did in video games, and yet it's strangely accurate. When things are super intense, I always find myself saying exactly that: "WEEEE! This is FUN!"- Or just "WEEEEE!" if I don't have time for the rest of it..... No lie.
It's sorta scary how accurate this is..

Lloyd out!