he’ll be ready
to lay some phat beats down
nnts nnts nnts
My hopes and dreams lay in Heatwave getting a sexy new Larry the Cable Guy look
maybe with some huge elbow-high fireman gloves?? Just enough you can see his totally ghetto tattoo of the word “Fire” across a banner on a heart
also in fire
When they meet up for the first time, Heatwave will refuse to join his group of Rogues again until they have a song-and-dance off featuring the tunes of Foreigner’s Cold As Ice and The Trammps’ Disco Inferno
and then they find McCulloch
on a golf course
in a kilt
George is busy having a lovely afternoon tea and jammie dodgers with the bloated corpse of the Queen
of a small blood pudding rendering plant. He wore his best jumper and cap, but they got blood on them during an argument.
He won’t join them until he finishes his afternoon cuppa
Meanwhile Piper’s in a gay bar
covered in glitter
in silver booty shorts
grinding on bears
Weather Wizard works at a newsroom somewhere a bit more south than Kansas, scoping out tornadoes and whatnot. He’d stop them, because he can, but really he just likes watching entire cities get flattened
Also people make fun of his green and yellow striped muscle-tank, but he really can’t hear them over the sound of his hair drooping in front of his face
Cold and Heat drive down in their borrowed car (from Len’s sister, clearly, so it’s really really orange and the seats are furry) to see if they can talk him back into joining
he’ll have none of it- Moore is too much fun to get smashed into the pavement yearly and he doesn’t want to miss it. That is, of course, until Heat busts out a beat and Cold persuades him with the lovely crooning of Pitbull’s Rain Over Me feat. Mark Anthony.
how can he say no?