By Request

[Camvoy]

By Request #1

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Mighty Hypnotic stands at a podium, ready to address the audience.

MH: I, THE MIGHTY HYPNOTIC HAVE AN...

Hypnotic holds up his right index finger, indicating a request to hold for a moment. He then taps the spiral on the forehead of his fully covering mask in morse code for, "L-O-W." He then clears his throat.

MH: I, the Mighty Hypnotic have an important announcement to make. Now...you've been here at the Stories Section for some time now...and I'm sure you have been entertained by many of the fine series offered here. However, for this series, the direction is set up by you. This is called, By Request! Which means you request the story by replying below with your idea.

MH leans in.

MH: If they're not too...out there, then there's a good chance your story will be completed in this thread. Now then...it can be most any story in general. For example...

MH bends down slightly, appearing to pull something up with his left hand. It turns out to be a gagged Blue Angel 1, whose hands are bound behind her back. She squirms futily, unable to escape.

MH: If you'd like to see a story where I capture a superheroine or two...or more...

MH is suddenly interrupted by Virago, who walks into the picture, smiling.

Virago: Or perhaps you'd rather see me have some fun with a lovely superheroine.

Virago leans towards Blue Angel 1, pinching the right nipple under her costume as Blue Angel 1 winces.

MH: ...Do you mind? I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Virago: I don't mind at all.

Virago smiles and MH sighs.

Virago: Just submit your ideas below. It can involve any of us or other great characters.

MH: So get to submitting! Hahahahahahha!!!

MH taps the spiral on the forehead of his mask once again, this time in the morse code for, "H-I."

MH: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!

Virago: In the meantime, I think I'll have some fun with...

Virago looks over to see that Blue Angel 1 has vanished. MH looks over, noticing that she has left as well. The two villains look at one another.

MH: THIS IS YOUR FAULT!!!

Virago shrugs, grinning.

Virago: Sorry.

[SGWriter]

Okay I'll be the first to give this a chance, heres an idea I'd like to see....

Wonder Lia is lured into a trap by Riddle Girl. She chloroforms WL and strips her of power belt (assuming that's the source of her power). Riddle Girl then tries to figure out how to use it but gives the oppurinity for WL to recover and turn the tables. Hope that gives ya enough of an idea Kace.

[Camvoy]

By Request #2

For sgz6

American Princess Vs. RiddleGirl: The Powerbelt

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It was a crime spree that had to stop and all American Princess had to work with was a single clue left behind by RiddleGirl.

"Where does perfection begin?"

The clue would lead American Princess to one place and that is the Arkham Heights Training Center. Located just outside of Downtown, the Amazonian superheroine enters the gymnasium through a left open backdoor. The center is closed and American Princess is suspicious of the door being left open. Knowing that RiddleGirl was once a wrestler, she ventures towards the room labeled, "Wrestling." Upon entering, she sees a room filled with bags of stolen items and wrestling mats filling up the floor. American Princess walks up to the bag of items and crouches down for further inspection.

American Princess: Yep. This appears to be the location, alright. "Where does perfection begin?" At the training center...because practice makes perfect.

As American Princess deduces the riddle, she suddenly feels a chloroform soaked rag placed over her mouth. She then hears the laughter as she struggles to free herself.

RiddleGirl: Hahahahahaha!!! Very good, Wonder Princess!

American Princess delivers a right elbow to RiddleGirl's midsection, then shoves her back. The rag is dropped to the floor as RiddleGirl rolls to her back, then up to her feet, standing.

American Princess: It's AMERICAN Princess!

RiddleGirl: Okay.

American Princess: You're going to pay for your crimes, RiddleGirl!

RiddleGirl: I bet you say that to all the girls.

American Princess: Just the criminals.

The two spandex clad ladies engage in a collar and elbow tie up. American Princess then converts to a left side headlock, dropping to her knees and taking RiddleGirl down. RiddleGirl involuntarily flips forward, landing on her backside as American Princess continues to apply her hold.

American Princess: Face it, RiddleGirl. Your time is up!

RiddleGirl: Ohhhh, I don't think so, American Woman.

American Princess: It's American Princess!

RiddleGirl struggles, set on her right knee as American Princess holds on. RiddleGirl's hands have been trying to break American Princess's hold, but the hold is cinched in. RiddleGirl then sees her opportunity.

RiddleGirl: Hmmm... Riddle me this...

American Princess: Hold still!

RiddleGirl begins to slowly torque her body towards American Princess's, still grabbing on to the heroine's arms.

RiddleGirl: What's the best way to humble a would-be Queen?

RiddleGirl wraps her arms around American Princess's waist.

American Princess: What do you think you're doing?

RiddleGirl: You...

RiddleGirl reaches for the belt, unstrapping it from American Princess's waist, causing the heroine to gasp and relinquish her hold.

RiddleGirl: ...Take away the Princess's power!

RiddleGirl gets to her feet, holding American Princess's powerbelt.

American Princess: Oh no, my belt... Give me back my belt!

American Princess reaches for her stolen belt, but RiddleGirl uses the belt as a whip, connecting with American Princess's midsection and causing her to double over. RiddleGirl then sneaks behind, using the belt to slap American Princess's backside. American Princess immediately arches up from the stinging pain.

American Princess: Ow!!!

RiddleGirl: Oooo, feel that power!

RiddleGirl quickly wraps the belt around American Princess's neck from behind.

RiddleGirl: Let's see if you can wear your belt up here!

American Princess struggles to breathe, hearing RiddleGirl's cackling laugh. Forced by RiddleGirl's whim, she finds herself running around in circles as the villainess spins her around by the neck with the powerbelt. RiddleGirl then lets her left hand go from the belt, causing American Princess to dizzyingly hit a nearby wall. Still on her feet, but dazed, American Princess stumbles towards RiddleGirl, who now has the powerbelt in her right hand and the chloroform soaked rag in her left. Powerless to stop RiddleGirl, she feels the rag stuffed against her mouth. It is only a matter of seconds before she succumbs, her eyes closing and body going limp.

She falls to the floor, only able to give a soft, weakened moan. RiddleGirl drops to her knees, bends down and kisses her fallen rival on the forehead. She then takes the starred tiara from American Princess's head.

RiddleGirl: Now then...I have your power item. Your tiara for extra endurance and your powerbelt for your abilities. So...let's get you good and tied up. And then when you come to...I'm gonna make you watch as I put your power items on, hahahahaha.

Moments pass and soon, American Princess wakes up, finding her hands tied behind her back and her ankles tied together. Her mouth is gagged by a piece of cloth. Realizing her plight, American Princess begins to struggle, trying to free herself. She looks up to see RiddleGirl standing in front of her, holding the tiara and powerbelt.

RiddleGirl: Okay...I need your help. Just nod or shake your head.

American Princess: Mmmmmmphhh!!!

RiddleGirl: Now...do I put the belt on first, then the tiara? Or the tiara, then the belt?

American Princess: Mmmmmmmmmmphhhh!!!!!

RiddleGirl can sense the anger in American Princess's face.

RiddleGirl: Look, you're not helping alright? I wanna feel this extra power!

American Princess: ...

RiddleGirl: Alright, alright. I'll just figure it out myself. Hmmm...

RiddleGirl places the powerbelt on and does not feel any noticeable power surge. She then places the tiara on. She still feels nothing different.

RiddleGirl walks over to her captured rival and mounts her lap. RiddleGirl begins to play with American Princess's hair, but the heroine is not receptive.

RiddleGirl: This isn't fair. Why doesn't your stuff work for me, huh?

American Princess: Mmmmmmmmmmpphhh!

RiddleGirl: Okay, that's getting really annoying.

RiddleGirl removes the gag from American Princess's mouth.

American Princess: It only works for me.

RiddleGirl: Well I don't like that!

American Princess: Then you're gonna hate this.

RiddleGirl's eyes widen as she realizes that American Princess has freed her hands. She feels American Princess's hands reach across her waist, for her belt. The belt, free from RiddleGirl's waist now becomes a target of struggle between the two ladies. Both grab the belt and are standing. The struggle becomes a tug of war between the two until RiddleGirl delivers a kick to American Princess's midsection, causing the heroine to relinquish her hold. RiddleGirl holds the belt high, smiling, as American Princess unties her ankles, freeing her legs for better movement.

RiddleGirl: Ha!!! Your belt is mine!!! Hahahaha!!! Mi-

RiddleGirl's celebration is cut short by a spearing tackle from American Princess, taking her backfirst to the mat. Seeing that her opponent is dazed, American Princess snatches her tiara back and crawls over her rival to take back her belt. Standing victorious with her items back, American Princess waits for RiddleGirl's next move. RiddleGirl stands, seeing that American Princess has reapplied her items and is ready for her and begins to back away.

RiddleGirl: This isn't over, Princess Toadstool.

American Princess sighs at her name being mispronounced again. RiddleGirl leaves the room and her stolen goods behind. American Princess taps the star on her forehead the code to reach police headquarters. Tonight, good has triumphed over evil, but American Princess knows there will be other battles.

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If you'd like for me to type up a story of your liking, feel free to reply here with your ideas!

[SGWriter]

Nice Kace, very nice thanks for the work. Loved how Riddle Girl kept messing up American Princess's name. Thanks a lot!

[Camvoy]

Yeah, that was fun to write up. The two characters just seem natural together in that Batman Vs. Joker kind of way.

As for the rest of ya, feel free to hit me up with your requests here and I'll see if I can bang 'em out for you.

[ashleychloroformed]

How about the Blue Angels are drugged n grabbed at home and brought to an underground villainess lair to wrestle a team of villainesses.

They are stripped of their Blue Angel costumes n dressed in more scantilly clad attire to take on the villainess team in front of a crowd of slavers and internet viewers.

Can you handle that :-D

[Camvoy]

Sounds intriguing actually. I'm in kind of a winding down mode right now in terms of writing. I did a lot of different writing the past few months and I guess I'm kinda drained at the moment.

[ashleychloroformed]

I would prefer you to be energized, but I can understand your circumstances

Anyway wish you motivation and passion if it comes by.

[Camvoy]

I thought about it and man...that would be a rather lengthy tale.