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Ahh, so many multiverses, so much mayhem. This particular caper follows a chat-based RP Innocent Little Rosie and I have . . . so I should probably explain before there's even MORE mayhem:



With many universes, there's many versions . . . and many of the multiverse's certain fourth-wall-busting maniacs met after the chaos that was the Land of the Unliving mission. Two of those C.J.s, one from a not-quite-known Anime/Manga universe and another where he's living as an expatriate in Mexico. Of course, one knows a Misty, and looks like the Mangaverse is hot on the run, with using a not-in-the-slightest teamup to pull HIS universe's Misty, who unfortunately was enslaved by Richard Blackstone . . . for those not quite following along, richest dude in the Elkwood universe, and C.J.'s . . . second worst enemy (the first is weasels).

"WHO THE HELL JUST SAID WEASELS?!?" *death glare*

GET OUT!!! We'll call you in!

Err . . . yeah . . . anyways. To save Misty, they've come to Mexico . . . but what madness may come ahead?

C'mon in . . . it's time for a little Mayhem south-of-the-Border!

"How 'bout we GET there, first?"

Valid po- wait, don't you LIVE here?!

*shrugs* "You're MY writer!"

<"Misty, dear . . . you can open your eyes now . . . I think we're safe."> what SOUNDED like a certain fourth-wall hopping maniac . . . but he looks different. Well, that's 'cause after some things that happened elsewhere, he's here . . . and that beach looked nice. Hard to believe that other guy has a place out here! he thought . . . wow. MEXICO. Seemed pretty nice, too. He took off his coat and smiled, breathing the fresh air. A new day, a new start, a new life!

"Ya damn right y'are!" a voice said as ANOTHER C.J. said, dressed in a bizarrely loud Hawaiian shirt, jean shorts ripped at the knees, barefoot and a big old smile on his face. "Benevidos a Puerto Vallarta, y'all!" he said as he slapped Mangaverse on the back.

<" . . . err, what he said."> Mangaverse said in Japanese, the gringo C.J. smirking as he offered them some drinks.

"I got me a feelin' yer troubles are WAY behind ya, if I do say so m'self." he said, looking around. "Yessir . . . sea breeze, nice an' warm . . . no wonder I haven't moved back to the States!" he quipped.

The Expatriate knucklehead downed his drink and smiled. "A good cover-up . . . everybody still remember to speak English or did 4kids muck it up again?" the Mexico C.J. asked as Mangaverse scratched his head.

"WHY DID Y'ALL HIRE 4kids ANYWAYS?!"

They were cheap . . . I'm almost down to my beer mo- err Roleplay fund!

((That explains why we're too broke to afford REAL superpowers.))

The Mangaverse nodded. "There we go . . . I think I got it. Damn . . . good thing we translated it in type 'cause Japanese'd be a sonuvabitch to read!" the fellow said as the Mexicano C.J. nodded.

"Wow . . . Blackstone in Japan? Weird . . . anyways, if anyone asks, from now on spiky here's my twin brother. Y'all came here from Japan as exchange students . . . nobody'll know the wiser!" Mexicano said with a grin. "I know a guy up in Monterrey that can whip up some fake passports and stuff to make it look officialized. That's how Wanda n' me got in the country. Well sorta. The passport thing was an afterthought." he said, thinking back to the ride from the US down. THAT was a long-a** trip.

Mexicano C.J. smirked a little. "Honey, the Misty in MY universe can't find me down here. It'd take a pretty damn good bloodhound to find us here!" he said as he took a deep breath. "Besides, they all think I'm still stateside and dead as a doornail." he quipped. "Real sumbitch that'll be when they find out I faked my death . . ." he muttered under his breath . . . hey, wait a minute . . . how'd he know they were speaking Japanese!?

((Jesus . . . we have GOT to fix the door to the booth in here.))

((EXACTLY what I was looking for!))

"Who?" Mexico C.J. asked, scratching his head confused. "I know Macho Man RANDY Savage, but Vandal? hehe Who names their kid VANDAL?!" he asked, chortling a little bit.

Mangaverse looked at him. "He's NO laughing matter!" he scolded. Of course, THAT was a different story.

The Mexican expat C.J. shrugged. "He kinda sounds like a stuck-up pendejo if you ask me." he said with a shrug. "Then again, I got rotten luck with those. Why ya think I'm down here instead of in the states?" he asked. Well? Why ARE we down here?

"You REALLY think I'm gonna say that on the first page of the RP?! Jeesh. We ALL got something to hide. Some of us being a whole damn person!" *nods to Misty* "'Sides, mine ain't speaking to me."