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"who can stop this?" the man whom recently had a movie made about himself (along with a book that is so boring that no one has read it in a good forty five years)asked.

when suddenly a comet made of Kryptonite(though it is said to be very rare, but has a habit of raining down almost every where in the 31st century with out any warring)knocks the hero type with the movie and book to the ground.

the Kid Gender Stereotype Reversal II whom hadn't been used in a story in so long, that she was beginning to fear that she'd been killed off or rebooted out of existence backed against the nearest wall and prepared her self for she felt was going to be another squid/tentacles japanamtion rape..

When from out of nowhere fruit boy....

When out of nowhere, Fruit Boy ripped off his mask.

shaky camera angle, music builds to a weird crecendo, camera comes in from up high, descending down to Fruit Boy

Shadow block Fruit Boy's face. He puts a ciggarette in his mouth, and then with a smile, lights it, and the light reveals him: Loser Lad.

"Howdy people," he says wickedly, "you didn't forget about me, did you?"

Suddenly he guns down everything in sight with a Nine millimeter baretta handgun, saving KGSR II.

"Where the hell have you been, Lou?" came a voice, as Lou turned to see...

...Lard Lad! (or more correctly, a hologram projection of Lardy that the Lard Lad algorithm uses to present itself)

Loser thinks for a moment and takes a deep puff of his oddly-mispelled 'ciggarette'. "So you're that algorithm pretending to be one of my best friends...one who died while I was away. Don't know if I like that, 'Algie'."

"Lou...Loser Lad--Lard Lad programmed me himself. His intention was unclear, but I can only guess that he didn't want his friends to miss him too much when he died. I'm just...doing what I'm programmed to do."

"Somehow, I think there's more to it than that," Lou said, then took another puff. "But my instincts tell me to trust you. I'm back because I'm needed here...because all this is a conspiracy beyond imagination!"

"What do you mean, Loser?"

"Haven't you noticed? This adventure began in late 3004...then stopped without warning early 3005...and now suddenly, three years later, it's back on? In my travels I acquired this mystical, oddly-misspelled ciggarette which connects to the mysterious Loser Energy I wield, and when this adventure suddenly resumed, I felt the disturbance this adventure's sudden resumption caused as I smoked it. There's some seriously effed-up sh!t going on here, and me and my wife are here to investigate! I used the Fruit Boy disguise to infilt--"

"Back up a minute---'wife'?!?!" the algorithm said simulating a gasp. "You're married, now?!?!"

"Yes," and exhaling a huge puff of smoke, he made her appear.

"Omigod!" the algorithm exclaimed as it recognized her. "Your wife is---

Eric the blue moose!....

How did I miss this?????????????