Class: Of course!
Threat Level: City Smasher
Alignment: I'm the wind, baby...
Species: Was ok, I guess...
Age: Yes, we all do.
Birthdate: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY??
Short Description: Super-teen extraordinaire, Freakazoid! Freakazoid! Runs around in underwear, Freakazoid! Freakazoid!
Once, many years ago, a group of tibetan monks brought forth the Ancient Aztec God of BITCH SMACKING who bestowed upon the mighty well built chest of the famous superhero FREAKAZOID the insignia of a giant F and an exclimation mark. That's right, F! And that's not a nifty way to hide a dirty word! It's secretly the brain wave patterns of a special secret agent with a PHD in KICKING YOUR ASS remade into a holographic porn star tattoo, translated into hebrew, and then printed onto the side of a milk carton in Florida where it was painted onto the back of a choclate bunny, sent to the makeup department, and then stitched into the MIGHTY RED TIGHTS OF DOOM! Well, not really Doom. More like Pony extract...
Here's a warning. YES A W-A-R-N-I-N-G to players who encounter this MIGHTY UNSTOPABLE FORCE OF UNSTOPABLE MIGHTINESS!! He has burried in that nugget covered brain of his the entire wealth of the Internet's knowledge. That means everything from YouTube videos, Wikipedia entries, and advertisements for PORN!! After all... the Internet is for Porn.
PREPARE FOR THE HONOR! PREPARE FOR THE DUTY! PREPARE FOR.... Peanut-buttah jelly time! Peanut-butta jelly time! PEANUT BUTTA JELLY! PEANUT BUTTAH JELLY! PEANUT BUTTAH JELLY AND A BASEBALL BAT! All your base are belong to badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger badger MUSHROOM MUSHROOM!!!
Of course I ended up selling them to that Bruce Wayne guy out in Metropolis because he was getting tired of his wacky Adam West image from the 60's. I happened to like the old show. It was great! MEANWHILE AT THE BATCAVE!!! STATELY WAYNE MANOR! ATOMIC BATTERIES TO POWER! TURBINES TO SPEED!
GREAT SCOTT! I just realized that I didn't say ANYTHING about the Freakalair or the Freakmobile. Do I have enough time for that? Wait, wait... no come back! I'LL READ YOU A POEM!!
Runs around in underwear
Unless something better's on TV
His brain's overloading
It has a chocolate coating
Textbook case for Sigmund Freud
Check out Dexter Douglas
Nerd computer ace
Went surfing on the internet
And was zapped to cyberspace
He turned into the Freakazoid
He's strong and super-quick
He drives the villains crazy
'Cause he's a lunatic
His home base is the Freakalair
Floyd the Barber cuts his hair
Rides around in the Freakmobile
Hopes to make a movie deal
Freaka me! Freaka you!
He's here to save the nation
So stay tuned to this station
If not, we'll be unemployed
How this so-called "Freakazoid" came to Twisted is something that requires further research. What is currently known is that he arrived on Twisted talking about discovering it on the internet. He says that we're all part of an online computer game known as TwistedMUCK. To back this up he's fond of creating (or pulling to Twisted) manifestations of various internet icons which usually appear for a one or two line gag before throwing them out. He's also fond of referring to conversations that are apparently only heard in his own head and responding to them as though they where real. (He refers to these conversations as "OOC chat") Possibly just an internet-obsessed illusionist with above human average strength and speed. His incredibly realistic illusions will sometimes affect people and places making them seem like a scene from a film complete with background music and elaborate lighting. APPROACH WITH EXTREME CAUTION.
Before being forced to shut down monitoring equipment a recording was made of this Freakazoid engaging with Oblivion, a similarly minded denizen of Twisted. While the two appear to be friends they tend to refer to one another as arch-rivals. Perhaps this can be used to our advantage.
~ Albert Wesker
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