#killpond

"Hmm. How am I going to sneak into that base?" Killpond is crouched behind some crates looking at all the Atomic Brain-bots bustling around. Glancing around he notices the crates are full of spare brain bot parts. 

 "Doo doo doo doo, doo doo, doo wah!" He reaches into a pouch on his utility belt, raising his mask up just slightly to pop a piece of candy into his mouth. 

 "It doesn't matter what comes 

Fresh goes better in life With Mentos fresh and full of life" 

 He takes one of the brain bot "heads" and shoves it onto the top of his head. Then taking an emp grenade from one of the other crates. 

 "Nothing gets to you Staying fresh, 

staying cool With Mentos, 

fresh and full of life!" 

 Then filing in line with the group of bots making their way into the base as they bring him right up behind the Atomic Brain as he drops the EMP right at the Brain's feet. Knocking him and the rest of his brain bots to the ground. 

 "Fresh goes better Mentos freshness" 

 A few moments later Falcon agents are loading the Brain into the back of a Falcon truck as the Brain looks at Killpond in confusion as Killpond yanks the brain bot "head" off the top of his head and it heals up instantly. They both chuckle at each other. As the agents lock the back of the truck and drive off. "Fresh goes better With Mentos, 

fresh and full of life!" 

 Killpond looks at the camera with the Mentos pack in his hand and a thumbs up. "Mentos, the freshmaker!" 

Teaser #3

"Do you believe in ghosts? Not those cute cartoon ghosts that look like fluffy bedsheets and not the dancing spirits you might see on a magic midsummers night, but real ghosts. Big city ghosts, foul stinking hostile troublemakers that don't have the decency to lie down when they're dead. Well they're out there. And someone's got to stop them. It's a job for professionals. It's a job for... Killpond?"

The three men in brown coveralls, with their nuclear accelerator backpacks switched on turns in confusion as they see the man in a black and red suit, wearing one of their own coveralls.

"Okay so I don't exactly hunt down ghosts, mostly bad guys. Stay tuned for more adventures of me and my best pal Enrique."

"Si!" Enrique says from behind Killpond.

"Roads? Where we're going we don't need ro.." SLAM! Suddenly the car jumped as something slammed into the back of it.

"Come on! Let's move it! You're holding up traffic here!" Killpond said out of the driver side window of the taco truck as Enrique jumped awake in the passenger seat as he blinked trying to figure out what was going on. "Who drives a DeLorean anymore?" Killpond was still ranting as an old man climbed out of the car they just slammed into. "Si?" Enrique said still waking up. "Oh I don't know, they were stopped right in the middle of this random urban street." Killpond said as he started to get out of the truck, "That guy kind of looks like..." He trailed off slamming the driver side door as Enrique followed suit and climbed out of the passenger side. "Can you not watch where you are going?" The old man said, steaming at Killpond. "Can you not just stop in the middle of the road?" The masked man retorted. "Great Scott!" The man said looking at the back of his vehicle, that had quite a bit of damage done to it. "I know. How am I going to get this taco truck to the food court on time now?" Killpond said shrugging. "Not that you idiot! You damaged the reactor." The old man dramatically ran his fingers up and over his wild white hair. "I'm sure your insurance can cover that. What about my taco truck?" The masked mercenary questioned. "Insurance... yeah about that. This isn't exactly a machine you can put car insurance on." The man looked a little worried. "No insurance?" Killpond looked over at Enrique as his latino friend shrugged. As they didn't have the taco truck insured either. Then he looked the old man over once again, "You know you remind me of someone." As the old man looked a little stunned and shook his head. "Alright. What's it going to take to get us both moving along?" "You're him aren't you. The time traveling doctor guy." Killpond said ignoring the man's question. "I think you might have me mixed up with someone else." The scientist said. "No. I'm sure of it. I mean the car, that wild hair, those silver shades... only thing missing is.." At that moment a kid got out of the passenger seat to see what all was going on as Killpond squeed in excitement. "A kid sidekick! I knew it. You are them." "Alright fine. We are them... what do you want?" The old man said finally giving in. Killpond looked at the man, then the kid, then at the car, then at the taco truck, then at Enrique who was shaking his head no as he knew what his masked friend was thinking. "Well, Doc. I think we can work something out." His mask shifted as he grinned mischievously underneath.

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It took some time but finally Killpond was once again seated in the driver seat of the taco truck, waving out the window at the scientist and his kid sidekick, standing next to their newly fixed car. He turned the ignition key as the taco truck hummed to life, sounding a bit louder than it had before. "Si?" Enrique asked, now a bit worried as to what was done to his truck. "Just added a few modifications." Killpond said casually. "Si?!" The latino said starting to get heated. "Don't worry. I paid for it out of my mercenary fund. You know I still do that right?" The masked man said calmly. "Si..." Enrique said, kind of defeated as he sat back in his seat. "Now buckle up. Once this baby gets up to eighty eight miles per hour. You're going to see some serious shit." Killpond grinned through his mask once more as Enrique quickly made sure he was securely buckled.

"That guy's a little weird." The kid said standing next to the scientist. "I hope he remembers what I said about how often the reactor needs to be refueled." The scientist shrugged.

The intro song had started up amazingly. The dolls were singing, the music was cheery and upbeat. The children all lined up with their respective guardians in anticipation of the proprietor of the chocolate factory. They all beamed with excitement as the animatronics started to whir and spark, each one suddenly bursting into flames. Looking on in shock as they heard applause as they slowly turned to look at the right end of the line. A man stood there in a black and red mask and jumpsuit, swords strapped to his back with a shorter latino man beside him looking a bit concerned. The man's clapping slowed down and he slowly turned to look at the group.

"What was you expecting? A man in a top hat and fantastically styled hair?"

The kids looked at each other a bit confused as the owner of the chocolate factory could be seen slightly over the masked man's shoulder laying on the ground, still moving but only slightly. The kids and their parents started looking angry as they all turned toward the man and his brown skinned companion.

"Enrique... " Killpond said turning to his sidekick. "Si?" Enrique said even more concerned now. "Get to the truck!" As they both turned and ran for their taco truck parked right outside the factory gate as the small group chased them.