<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Interference</span></span><br/><br/>The Dayman shook his head at his future self.<br/><br/>"Protect me? No..no Solar-chan."<br/><br/>He inched his way back closer.<br/><br/>"I will protect you. And what is the best protection of all? Aside from codpieces, of course."<br/><br/>The Dayman held his arms apart and began to glow with power, however it was a new power. Instead of his usual purple pomp hue, he began to glow the most incredible shade of gold that anyone had ever seen. He came in for a supercharged power hug, nuzzled his face into the side of Sailor Solar's neck, and shouted.<br/><br/>"ROYAL LOVE!!!"<br/><br/>And with that, a ray of royal love swarmed the two embracing princes and shot up into the sky, setting it ablaze with the powers of love and royalty, and more love. The clouds began to cry, possibly from the pain of being set on fire, and possibly from seeing such a beautiful moment. Who can really say? I'm a writer, not a meteorologist. Royal love infused rain/tears began to descend upon the city/wasteland of Stormfront. The golden shower swept every person, animal, fungus, hobo, woman, group members, and collapsed buildings and bathed them in its glory. In one, drawn out, almost a little instant.......instance......the entire city was rebuilt and cleansed of all forms of poverty, vagrancy, and just generally everything associated with the working class. Everyone in the area gained exactly pi social status points, complete with a codpiece keychain as proof.<br/><br/>"Now! Let's spread out and conquer those last three checkpoints!"<br/><br/>The Dayman slapped Sailor Solar on the ass and gave a thumbs up to the rest of the party.<br/><br/>"But leave The Nightman checkpoint to the princes. I have a failed destiny to avert."<br/><br/>Stratus reached up a hand and ruffle the fur on top of Koko's head.<br/><br/>"Her name isn't Spot, Cale. Does Koko look like a dog to you? Why would I name her Spot."<br/><br/>Stratus lifted up his codpiece keychain to his face and slapped the side of it so that it would spin around.<br/><br/>"Man, these would be alot cooler if they weren't life sized. It isn't fair to you all that my codpiece is so huge and manly compared to everyone else in the city. You know us atmosfaeries!"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Villains</span></span><br/><br/>The Channel Twelve Live Action Literally Right Now Usurped Newscopter Race Report began to circle around the last remaining checkpoints.<br/><br/>"Well folks, and by folks I mean Villain Squad, it seems as if the racers are headed for the home stretch! The white flag is out and the last lap is upon us. Ready up viewers! This will be a battle royal for the ages."