Dylan bounded down the stairs two at a time, reaching his garage in moments. Jacques saluted as he moved past, a few of the minions dressed in maid uniforms. The look almost made the man pause, almost. Dylan had more important things to do. His Zlomobile needed creating.
He'd already created his engine, now all he needed was the rest. Eagerly, Dylan recalled his earlier devices, crafting each one. He made sure to make a few additional teleporters and forcefields for his minions. And himself. Dr. Zlo wasn't about to give his minions better protection than he had.
The Transporter
This handy dandy device instantly takes what it's attached to (and everything inside it) to a beacon that continually updates its position. Strong enough to take a semi-truck all the way to the moon if needed.
Quantum Jump (Box Set)
Quartz (3 crystals)
Quicklime (100g)
Strobe Light (1)
Diesel Engine (1)
Alienite (5g) or Sciencium (40g)
The first device to appear was the Transporter, a small box that hummed low. A red button rested on top, a small beacon sitting next to it, blinking. Dylan made three more, placing the beacons next to his workbench. As he sat the devices down, an idea came to him. It would be better to make the teleporters automatic, so his minions didn't have to worry about activating them. And Dylan had just the name.
The Reset Button
A device made by Dr. Zlo to protect his more important minions. When taking fatal damage, this machine activates to send the minion back to Dr. Zlo's hideout, safe from harm but a little singed. After all, who said teleporter technology had to be safe?
Transporter (1)
A Time To Kill (1 copy)
Match (1 box)
Sciencium (5g)
Dylan ordered the pieces he needed, then moved on to his other inventions.
Zlonium
An alloy created by the brilliant Dr. Zlo! Zlonium is the wonder metal for all ages, used in everything from pots to spaceships! Just add the liquid Zlonium to whatever metal you want and watch as it bonds, forming the strongest protection the world has ever seen on common metals! Get your Zlonium today! Watch out for the explosive finish, though!
Gallium (100g)
Magnet Numbers (1 set)
Gum Arabic (25kg)
Green dye (1 bottle)
Shield (1)
Suit of Armor (1)
Sciencium (5g)
The Zlonium appeared to be a silvery substance that liked to latch onto anything metal. Dylan made the mistake of getting his suit too close and watched in amazement as some of the alloy bonded to his button. Luckily it wasn't a lot, but Dylan resolved to be more careful in the future. He moved on to his next gadget.
Portable Force Field
A handy device to keep pesky heroes from touching your stuff. Repels all harmful materials, gases, energies, and lights from what it envelopes. Nothing can get through once the device activates. Except for maybe magic, but Dr. Zlo won't admit to that.
"Quartet!" Dr. Zlo called. "I need you to compose some theme music. We can't hold a race without it. Cass, get Brunhilde and find a coat of paint for the Zlomobile. I'm thinking black. Mabel, you're in charge of the pit crew. Get those Jacques in line."
"Fine," Quartet answered.
"You got it, boss!" Cass nodded.
"Anything for you, hon," Mabel answered.
"Good! If you need me, call. I'll be out sending invitations."
Dr. Zlo whirled, rushing up the stairs and out the door. He called to Saul along the way, the minion having set up a booth for players.
"Saul, I'm about to hold a race! Tell my fans to get excited!"
Saul waved at Dr. Zlo, then went back to his client.
Dylan made his way over to the skyscraper, messaging Dextra as he did. The player responded a moment later, setting up a meeting in a few minutes. While he waited, Dylan contacted his other friends, letting Oro and Jack know about the race, and asking if they wanted to participate. Both agreed.
Dextra finished up work a moment later, inviting Dr. Zlo into the conference room. "So, what do you have in store for me today?" the villain asked.
"I'm going to hold a race!" Dr. Zlo exclaimed. "I need to test my newest invention, and a race is the perfect choice."
"And, where are you wanting to host this race?"
Dr. Zlo sat in the chair across the desk, folding his arms, "Here in Skyline. I'm thinking of using it as an advertisement. Invite a few outsiders for publicity."
Dextra leaned back, "And what is the prize for this race?"
"Haven't decided yet," Dr. Zlo answered. "But we both know I'm going to win it."
"Indeed," Deztra answered, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Tell you what. I wouldn't mind sponsoring this endeavor. For a favor."
Dr. Zlo narrowed his eyes, "What kind of favor?"
"Nothing large, I assure you. I'm in need of some assistance in an, let's call it an altercation with a rival company."
"I'm listening."
Dextra leaned closer, "I'll provide the prize and set up the race; afterward, you'll perform the task I need doing."
"Deal," Dr. Zlo answered.
Dextra held out a hand, "Pleasure doing business with you."
"The pleasure is mine," Dr. Zlo answered. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a few invitations to make."
The villain stood and made to walk out the door. He paused before he left, turning back to Dextra.
"By the way, you wouldn't happen to know who it was I fought in our last collaboration?"
Dextra smirked, "looking for revenge?"
Dr. Zlo waved a hand, "Hardly. But he did provide a challenge. It would be the perfect test for my Zlomobile."
Thomas opened up his power, searching through his records to find what Dylan wanted, "I believe he goes by the name, Valiant."