Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator: Dragon Ballsie

The first mission was handed down to us and I was ready to roll because that’s how I roll.

We were told that we could use the Dragon Radar but conveniently, Henchman432 didn’t tell us if we would be issued one or if we had to go get one. Because I’m a henchman now, I just assumed that I’d have to go steal one. It was easy sneaking into Castle Corp because I am a sneaky guy.

I used the mini EMP on my Wristcomm to disable the security devices and I quickly made my way to the laboratory and started rummaging around to find the device.

“Freeze right there!” Someone commanded from behind me. I turned and saw a soldier in a generic looking set of fatigues pointing a laser rifle at me.

I looked at the weapon. “An XMLR-3A laser rifle, you must be on the Joe team.”

“Yeah, what’s it to you?” he answered. “Get your hands up.”

“You look like one of the Greenshirts,” I continued. “Got a codename yet?”

“No,” he sighed dejectedly.

“Hey I understand,” I nodded and smiled all friendly-like. “You want to serve your country, you’re the best at something. You get recruited by G.I.Joe and now you’re just cannon fodder. I was recruited by the Joes once myself and now look where I am. Out of the Army and being a henchman just to make ends meet.”

“Man, my job sucks,” he sighed even louder and lowered his weapon. “They only call us if they need a bunch of bulletstoppers to haul energy mirrors to Washington or lead a charge in a bunch of mini tanks against a Cobra base. My tank’s always the first to get shot, too. Good thing I can jump pretty good.”

“I hear you man,” I said. “If there weren’t parachutes available when I was in that Tomahawk helicopter, I’d be a burned up smear out in the Pacific somewhere. You and I are a lot alike. I’m not here to hurt anyone, I just want to grab a Dragon Radar and get out. I’ll be gone in a flash.”

“A Dragon Radar?” he asked. “We don’t have radar here, this is the lab that’s developing ejector seats for the Mauler tanks.”

“It is? I thought this was the Castle Corp, you know where Bulma and Dr. Briefs work.”

“Oh no, that’s the Capsule Corp,” he replied. “They’re just up the street a bit.”

“Oh, Ok,” I smiled. “Thanks for your help, I’ll just make my way out the window here and be on my way.”

“OK, see you later, man,” the grunt smiled. Just to be sure though, I shot him with a little knockout gas. I couldn’t be too careful. I then leapt out the window and swung over the security gate on a convienient rope. I suppose that was a little too swashbuckley for a henchman, but I was feeling the moment, you know.

I made my way to the Capsule Corp lab and quickly located a Dragon Radar. It was a small green circle with blinky things on it and with one quick yoink it was in my hands.

“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” I heard a voice behind me.

Not again I thought as I quickly turned around to face the owner of the voice. It was Bulma herself; at least I assumed it was. How many women with green hair do you think are running around this building? Oh yeah, plus she had that hat on.

“Wait, aren’t you Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator?”

“Er, uh yes I am,” I replied with a sheepish shrug. Ooh, that would be nasty of me to trade on my celebrity credentials to get the radar. Heh heh, I’ll do it anyway. I smiled broadly and stuck out my hand. “I’m very glad to meet you.”

“I don’t think so.” She refused my hand and nodded to the device. “Put that back right now.”

“Look see, I have to borrow it for…” I started to explain but then I figured to heck with it and shot her with a little knockout gas. She’ll be out long enough for me to make my getaway and when she comes to, the details of our encounter will remain hazy. Good for me, too, because her husband is one of those “punch first and ask questions later” kind of guys. I hate to have him after me.

I’m just a henchman, I chuckled to myself. I’d never stand a chance.

With my precious cargo in tow, I quickly jumped out of the window onto the top of my trusty space plane the Danger Sled. Interestingly enough, the Dragon Radar has an Intergalactic Serial Bus port on it and I was able to plug it into my ship’s sensors.

In no time flat, I was in the middle of a desert and digging through the sand. The radar pointed me right here and I was getting excited at the prospect of finding one.

“Wait a minute,” I said to myself as I clawed through the fine grit. “These Dragon Balls have power right? If I get the power from this one, maybe I don’t have to be just a henchman after all. I could be so much more. I could be like the team leader of a bunch of henchman!”

Glowing energies pierced through the ground and I eagerly grabbed it. I felt it course through me, bathing me in super extraterrestrial juice. I felt the change, I felt something new and exciting wash over me, knowledge that I’ve never had before pulsed through my brain.

INGREDIENTS
• 1 1/2 cups uncooked long grain white rice
• 3 cups water
• 5 cups diced cooked chicken
• 1/2 cup mayonnaise
• 1/2 cup plain yogurt
• 1 (10.75 ounce) can condensed cream of mushroom soup
• 2 cups chicken broth
• 2 tablespoons lemon juice
• 3 tablespoons chopped onion
• 1 (8 ounce) can water chestnuts
• 1 1/2 cups sliced almonds
• 1 cup chopped celery
• 2 teaspoons ground white pepper
• 1 tablespoon salt
• 3 cups cornflakes cereal
• 1 cup butter, melted
DIRECTIONS
1. Combine rice and water in a saucepan, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat, cover, and simmer for 20 minutes.
2. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Lightly grease a 9x13 inch baking dish.
3. In a large bowl stir together the cooked rice, diced chicken, mayonnaise, yogurt, cream of mushroom soup, and chicken broth. Mix in the lemon juice, onion, water chestnuts, 1 cup of sliced almonds, and celery. Season with white pepper and salt. Transfer the mixture to the prepared baking dish.
4. In a bowl, toss the remaining 1/2 cup sliced almonds and cornflakes cereal with the melted butter. Spread evenly over the casserole.
5. Bake 35 to 45 minutes in the preheated oven, until lightly browned.



What the heck was that?

12 eggs, separated
6 cups milk
2 cups heavy/ thickened cream
2 cups bourbon
1+ ½ cups sugar
¾ cup brandy
2 teaspoons ground nutmeg
In a large bowl and using a mixer, beat the egg yolks together with the sugar for approx 10 minutes (you want the mixture to be firm and the colour of butter).
Very slowly, add in the bourbon and brandy - just a little at a time.
When bourbon and brandy have been added, allow the mixture to cool in the fridge (for up to 6 hours, depending on how long before your party you're making the eggnog).
30 minutes before your guests arrive, stir the milk into the chilled yolk mixture.
Stir in 1+ ½ teaspoons ground nutmeg.
In a separate bowl, beat the cream with a mixer on high speed until the cream forms stiff peaks.
In yet another bowl, beat the egg whites until stiff peaks form.
Gently fold the egg white mixture into the egg yolk mixture.
Gently fold the cream into the egg mixture.
After ladling into cups, garnish with the remainder of the ground nutmeg.


There was another one. Egg nog?

INGREDIENTS
• 1/4 cup sliced leek (white portion only)
• 1/4 cup chopped celery
• 1 tablespoon butter or margarine
• 1 (10.75 ounce) can condensed tomato soup, undiluted
• 1 1/4 cups water
• 1 cup fresh cauliflowerets
• 1/2 cup frozen peas
• 1/4 teaspoon dill weed
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
DIRECTIONS
1. In a saucepan, saute leek and celery in butter until tender. Stir in the remaining ingredients. Bring to a boil; reduce heat. Cover and simmer for 12-16 minutes or until the vegetables are tender.



Awww. This Dragon Ball is just some kind of depository for a bunch of dumb recipes. This sucks. Whatever. I’m taking it in anyway.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Match: Dragon Dragon Dragon! Rock the Dragon Ball

While everyone else was laughing about stealing balls from a dragon I went ahead, and started searching. I already know what they are marbles that call a magical dragon to grant two wishes.

Why more of us so called "bad guys" don't get them to grant our wish is that they are hunted for mostly by Saiyans a race that's oddly similar to us Kryptonians, well except for the color changing hair, and turning into big monkeys.

Whatever I think I'm tough enough to take one on. I'm a clone of Kon-El with powers he'll never obtain. If that dunce can beat a saiyan so can I.

So I fly following the ding on this radar, and oddly the D-ball was on an island half way between California, and Japan. The air here was hot, sickly hot it was hard to breathe, and mountains were about the only things that broke up the sand well that and dinosaurs, lots and lots of dinosaurs.



After my mind processed that I punched my way through a bunch of them. Then all of the sudden something hits me hard enough to throw me through a mountain. As I dig myself out I notice my mouth and nose are bleeding.

No way an overgrown lizard has that kind of power. I find out how right I am when I see a girl that looks like she's about my age athletic figure bluish hair, a tail all in a tight fitting Green Lantern outfit.



"Hello princess of saiyans." I grin.

“I don't know what you want that Dragon Ball for, but you’re not getting it."

“Would you believe that I want it for a game show?" I ask.

“No." She replies flatly.

“Thought not." I shrug and fire my heat vision. She blocks it with a green shield. We fight for a little while until her turns all gold. I was programmed with several styles of martial arts when I was cloned, and had the little chick on the ropes but the craziest thing happened when she transformed, her skills became greater as well.

She kept transforming until she was stronger, faster, and a better fighter than I leaving me flat on my ass, by a girl barely over 5'9 this is embarrassing. When I use my TTK to throw rubble at her, I get trounced with a bunch of ring constructs that look like cartoon characters. Oh and of course my yellow costume does nothing to them now. Ugh this is the worst day ever.

“What did I ever do you Vella?" I yell.

“You tried to kill my boyfriend that time!" She shrieks.

“Oh yeah that failed clone Cadmus made. Didn't he die anyway? Aren’t you slumming with the Jan Brady of the Bat Family now?"

That gets me beaten with a giant green glowing mallet.

Okay new plan. I bend the light around us making it flash in her eyes, and then I fly off a few feet. Then bend the light around me making go from this.

To this.

How the hell does he wear jeans that tight without cutting off circulation to certain parts?

Now I just have to hope her naiveté beats out her book smarts.
“Hey Conner what are you doing here?"

Okay have to make this convincing. “Hey sweet thang just scopin' out the scene because I was totally having a smack down with Match. And he brilliantly dodged me and got away."

“He ran from me with his tail between his legs." She laughed. While I clenched my fists. “I was looking for the Dragonballs to bring Inertia back then I ran into him when I catch him he's so going back to the Vault."

Good thing I came for the Dragonball then no way do I want that treacherous speedster back among the living. Also, no way am I going back to the Vault. I just escaped. She looks at me as if deciding to ask me something then goes.

“On LGS three after we drank that stuff Wonder Girl says she didn't drink any and that nothing happened except you hit on a plant is that true?"

Sounds like that idiot. He probably thinks he scored while kissing some kind of tree. I took this opportunity to say that Wonder Girl was lying, and I say she did every sick twisted demented thing I could think of for two people to do together.

She starts crying. Hahhahahahaha! And while she's blubbering I fly back to the site of or battle, and get the Dragon ball. Ha! Perfect I make the little Princess think she's a super pervert, and make her believe that Superboy stole the Dragonball. And hopefully driven a wedge between Conner, and Wonder Girl. I love it when things workout now back to show with my prize.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Challenge #1

Ladies and Gents,

Once again, welcome to World's Toughest Henchmen. Here lying,cheating and stealing are a way of life. Do whatever you have to do to get the job done. Thankfully, we will be hosting this game in Chicago and I have already paid off a certain Politician.



Meaning with the exception of killing someone the contestants can do whatever is needed to complete a challenge.

On to the first Challenge of the Game.

Find/retrieve a Dragon Ball.



To help you on your quest each of you will get a Dragon Radar.

The Dragon Radar; was built by Bulma to find Dragon Balls very quickly when compared to conventional methods. This is due to the fact that Dragon Balls emit a faint electromagnetic pulse,[7] which the Radar can detect. It then points arrows in the directions of nearby Dragon Balls. Pressing the button on the top can cause the view to zoom out and show more and more of the planet.

Be careful, for Dragon balls are always in dangerous terrains and sometimes guarded by powerful beings.

This Challenge is a non elimination round, so no worries.


Dental for all.

Raptor Jesus rules.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Iz-Intergliz-alactic Gliz-adiator in the Hiz-ouse!

Vice President of Marketing and Talent Coordination J’onn Sinew’Nu called me into his office.

“Jonny, my boy,” he said. “Have I got something for you.”

“Dare I ask?” I asked skeptically.

“World’s Toughest Henchman,” he gushed. “You’re in it.”

“Well sure, I was a roadie for my roommate’s brother’s band for a while back in college,” I nodded. “I can see myself doing some of that again. Pull some cable, set up a few drum sets. It’ll be sweet.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I’m talking about the World’s Toughest Henchman.”

“Wait, the World’s whatest what?”

“World’s Toughest Henchman,” he repeated. “That 432 guy’s hosting it. It’s going to be our next ratings bonanza.”

“Yeah… I don’t think I want to do this,” I said. “Besides, I’m not a henchman, I’m a hero. A loner, a rebel. Getting by in a universe he didn’t create. The guy who usually beats up henchmen. You know, all that.”

“Too bad,” Sinew’Nu countered. “It’s in your contract. You’re a henchman now.”

“In my contract? It wasn’t in my contract before.”

“You Earthlings sure have a primitive view on legally binding agreements,” he sighed. “You have to be more fluid.”

“More fluid,” I repeated dully.

“More fluid!” he repeated excitedly. “Besides, think of the merchandising. Think about all these other guys competing, you’re sure to win. I mean, that Cyclops guy may be a nice fellow and all, but what he’s got sure doesn’t play on Peorion, as they say.”

“They do say that,” I nodded thoughtfully.

“Now you’re getting it!” Sinew’Nu beamed.

“Well OK, I guess,” I shrugged. Meh, it might be a nice vacation. And hey, I just might win, too. “Where do I go?”

Monday, January 5, 2009

Game time.

Ladies and Gents,

We will be starting next week. No worries the first round is a freebie. Meaning noone will get the boot.

See you soon.


Dental for All.

Raptor Jesus rules.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Accommodations

Ladies and Gents,

While we will not start the game until January. I thought,I should show the accommodations, for those playing. Please note these will be shared dorms.



Dental for All.

Raptor Jesus rules.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Getting together

Ladies and Gents,

Word of mouth about World Toughest Henchmen (WTH) is building a following. However, some of you might like to start at a later time. I just put a poll, please vote.

PS. I am the King of Typos.

Dental for all.

Raptor Jesus rules.