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#4 : "...AND HIS LOUSY AFRO SHALL WE USE TO NEST OUR YOUNG!"
cover: Aerial shot of the horde of Oozelfinches surrounding the ruined LNHHQ, over which a large man wearing Papal robes and sporting a large white afro stands triumphantly. The words "AFRO OF DARNATION" rest atop the logo.
The a.outSiders, in their stolen flight.thingee and en route to Load Island from the Ca.net.ian wilderness, watched one of the viewscreens in horror. The scene featured "Live Coverage" of an attack on the LNHHQ by a net.villain claiming to be the Pope.

"I don't believe it," Skunk Girl muttered. "We've got to help out."

"How can we?" Shake-N-Bake Lass asked. "We're only passing Net.braska right now."

"Never worry, never fear! The Great One will soon be there! When my flock is in danger, I am not slow. It's hip-hip-hip, and through the seat cushions I go. See you in the Twilight Zone!" With that, the diminutive Great Oozelfinch dove under the cushions of the seat.

"So that's how he beats us to the fights," the Incredible Man-With-No-Life muttered.

"Well," Skunk Girl commented, "there's no sense in lagging behind. FULL THROTTLE!"

"YOU GOT IT!" CAPTAIN CAPITALIZE roared, adjusting some dials.


Standing amid the ruins of the top floors of the LNHHQ, Pope gazed out at the Net.ropolitan skyline.

"By all that is Holy, I bring forth THE JUDGEMENT!" Waving his arms above his head in arcane fashions, and empowered by the energies flowing from his large white afro, Pope began chanting.

"What's he doing?" Manga Girl asked, fear slipping into her overly large eyes.

"It's a gateway," Fuzzboy explained. "A gateway to Hell[tm]. He's using my powers to summon a Gateway to Hell[tm]."

Everyone on the streets stopped what they were doing, as the sky filled with dark clouds, spiralling outwards from an eye, which was centered over the LNHHQ.

"Looks like we're gonna hafta put a little overtime in on this one!" Anything-You-Can-Do-I-Can-Do-Better Lad yelled. "I hate working overtime."

The LNHers could only watch as hordes of demons poured through the Gateway to Hell[tm].


It started small. Nobody could place the origin of the sound which echoed through the hallways and rooms of the LNHHQ. As the sound... or rather sounds grew louder, several of the LNHers groaned.

From the sub-basements they waddled. Fifteen columns wide, and there appeared to be no end in sight as they swarmed from the front doors of the LNHHQ to surround the building on all four sides. And they were all humming parts of the same tune.

"Ultimate Ninja!" Procrastination Lad raced into the battle zone. "The oozelfinches are marching up from the sub-basements! And they're humming Spy Hunter!"

"Late again," the Ninja remarked. "They're already here."

"DAAAAYYY-O!" the Great Oozelfinch called out, and the entire Oozelfinch army came to a halt. Most of the Oozelfinches were armed with small rifles, while a few near the rear of the columns carried Super-Soakers.

"Salutations and salmonella, oh Excellency of Evil. You have brought terror and tribulations terrible to this burnt-out but bustling burg. You have invaded our home, and blown it to snotwads! Now the time of your End is Near! For now the Oozelfinches have gone to War, AND YOUR LOUSY AFRO SHALL WE USE TO NEST OUR YOUNG!" Turning to his flock, he called out, "PEZ Rifles to the ready! Aim for the Afro! Let's rock this joint!" Wildly firing in all directions, the Oozelfinches filled the air with PEZ, pummelling friend and foe alike with the Unhealthy Snack.

"Liquid Artillery! LET THE JOLT FLOW!"

A hundred streams of Jolt soared from the rear lines of the Oozelfinch Army, with much better aim than the PEZ rifles. However, Pope had formed a telekinetic shield, effectively protecting him from the assault.


"This is getting us nowhere!" Ultimate Ninja yelled, ducking to avoid the candy the Oozelfinches were spraying everywhere. "Master Blaster! Vigilante Guy! Decibel Dude! DOOMMonger! Texas Louisiana! Try and take out that bubble! The rest of you, take the fight to those demons!"

True to his word, the Ninja leapt from the building, and attacked a low-flying demon. Seeing that they really didn't have much of a choice, since none of their powers or weapons were of any use against the Evil Pope, the rest of the LNHers followed.

"I don't like leaving the fight like this," AYCDICDB Lad grumbled.

"Well, I could whip us up a nice wooden rabbit..." Bicycle Repair Lad commented, flying past him.


The Oozelfinch attack, disorganized as it was, allowed the LNHers to gain some breathing room.

"We're almost through!" Master Blaster yelled, his rocket launcher speaking it's deadly speech.

"What do you mean 'almost'?!" TL yelled back, bringing his Ego Gun around. "I'm the guy they named two states after! This second-hand Pope-wannabe-God is going DOWN!"

"Feel the Power of the Lord's Wrath for that Blasphemy, Sinner!" Pope yelled, tossing a powerful lightning bolt at the LNHer. The electrical charge connected with the Ego Gun, causing it to explode. The explosion rocked the building with a blinging flash of multi-colored light. As the LNHers regained their sight, Texas Louisiana was on the floor, blood pouring out of him in several places.

"Get him down to Organic Lass and Doc Stomper!" Master Blaster yelled. "We'll take care of things here."

"We can't move him!" Decibel Dude replied. "He'll die!"

"Then let me in there!" called a feminine voice from the stairway.

"Who the Hell[tm] are you?"

"Looks like you need to reread the U-Force series," the woman replied. "Otherwise, you'd've recognized me as Tourniquet, their med-tech." Pulling out a sophisticated medical kit, she began fixing up the Ego of the LNH.

"You do the Lord's work, woman!" Pope called out. "Why waste it on that Sinner?"

"Man, you make Self-Righteous Preacher sound like a Liberal!" Master Blaster retorted, taking aim once more at the teke shield surrounding Pope. "Now drop that shield, and face us like a man!"

"You are truly pathetic," Pope stated, waving his hand. The LNHers on the building were immediately transported to ground level.


With the LNHers out of the way, and the Oozelfinch attacks ineffective against his teke shield, Pope turned his attention to Manga Girl and Fuzzboy, still trapped in a telekinetic bubble.

"Why are you doing this?" Manga Girl asked. "What did Fuzzy ever do to you?"

"He destroyed my home reality! And as penance, he must watch as his is Judged."

"But we're not from here!" Fuzzy cried out. "We're from the Anime Dimension! We're trapped here, same as you are!"

"Ah, but I am not trapped here," Pope declared. "After our fight in the Age of Apocalyspe, I found my holy self blessed by the Lord, able to traverse the dimensions at will! As for the Looniverse, it is too late for me to recall His forces! And since you reside here, it must be Judged! Then, I'll Judge all the Anime Dimensions, one at a time, until they are all Judged. After that... well, I suppose there are other Dimensions that need to be Judged as well. The Superguy Altiverses are overflowing with Sinners."

"We're doomed, unless a Holy Miracle happens," Fuzzboy sighed.

"The Lord works in mysterious ways, Fuzzy," Manga Girl told him. "At least, that's what Mom always told me. We'll get out of this." Somehow.


Realizing that they needed an edge, the Great Oozelfinch had called out the Oozelfinches' "secret weapon". After calling a halt to the PEZ and Jolt tactics, he ordered that a secion of the street in front of the LNHHQ be opened up.

Rising out of the hole, a giant metallic-green ... THING rose from the depths of the sub-basements. It looked like a giant Oozelfinch, but stood roughly fifteen feet tall. Small guns peeked out dozens of holes around the "beak". A plate in the middle of the "chest" opened up, revealing a giant cannon.

"This may spell the death of my flock, for he of the Holy Unholies is against us. And yet, let it not be said that we died in vain, for our cause is just. Our Kingdom as great. He has no power over us! So let's show this homey afropope how we do things in Bugtown! FULL SPEED AHEAD, SNOTTY! LET 'ER RIP!"

The Central Cannon of the Oozelfinch BattleMech roared to life, firing a 2-liter bottle of Jolt at Pope. Having dropped his protective force-field, he was left unprepared as the High-Caffeine Cola ripped right through his large white afro, exploding, covering him and the surrounding area with wet, sticky, caramel colored carbonated water.

Zipping in close to Pope, the Great Oozelfinch let loose with his patented Atomic Yodel.

"YODEL-AY-A-BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!"


to be continued in "Malingerer Lad and Teen Factor" #6
Credits: This could get rough, as many of the characters I used heven't even been seen in a while....

Suffice to say, all characters used are not mine, with the exceptions of Skunk Girl, Shake-N-Bake Lass, and the Great Oozelfinch. Incredible Man-With-No-Life and CAPTAIN CAPITALIZE are Public Domain, reserved by me. All others are either Public Domain or owned by someone else.
I'd say check the WWW roster, except that some of these characters don't have entries yet. I'm working off a hardcopy of the old roster.


a.outSiders #4: "...AND HIS LOUSY AFRO SHALL WE USE TO NEST OUR YOUNG!"
Written by Arsenal the Lone Warrior
© 1997 Pullemouttayerhat Productions
No Oozelfinches were harmed in the making of this story