<span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">Interference</span></span><br/><br/>The Dayman saw Vespi tear off onto the race course and he scoffed.<br/><br/>"Starting my race before I do. I HAD CONFETTI AND EVERYTHING PREPARED. Silly weather people. No matter, even cheating won't help her win! No weather person can defeat The Dayman in a race!"<br/><br/>Stratus revved up his bike and pulled up just a bit ahead of The Dayman.<br/><br/>"US weather people don't need to cheat, old man. Atmosfaeries are too powerful to have to bend any rules. Destruction is what we do best, old man!"<br/><br/>He stood up on top of his bike and struck a pose.<br/><br/>"And I, Stratus, the largest and baddest of all the Atmosfaeries, will win this race...AND that beer you owe me."<br/><br/>Stratus clinched his fists and smashed him together, sending electricity between his lightning powered gloves.<br/><br/>"Smell ya later gramps!"<br/><br/>Still standing in his seat, he kicked the throttle and the bike took off into the city, spraying exhaust all over the bar. The Dayman shook his head, too confused to even yell back at Stratus. He put the codpiece kart into gear and then shot straight through the bar wall, creating a new hole next to the previous one.<br/><br/>"You know, one day we really ought to tell the kid that he is human."<br/><br/>And with that last remark he took to the streets, and came across the first line of power ups. He smashed through the codpiece shaped one, of course, and it disappeared with a pop as he continued on his way, and repositioned itself right above his destruction bar. The Dayman smiled, truly it was a power up worthy of his royal prowess. He reached up and clicked it, causing a swarm of five codpieces to circle around his kart as he sped through the city. They bashed into people and outside shops as he passed, filling his bar bit by bit as he headed to the first checkpoint. He caught up to Stratus and honked the horn. Stratus turned and saw that The Dayman had pushed a bit ahead of him, and began to laugh.<br/><br/>"Good! You are finally playing! I knew it would take an old man like you a bit of time before you could figure out how to play a game, so I let you score first. If you want destruction, try this!"<br/><br/>Stratus stood up on his bike, and he is extremely accustomed to doing, and faced outwards towards the sidewalk, people and open windows passing by as blurs in front of him. He unzipped his pants and let out a battle cry.<br/><br/>"HERE COMES THE WATERFALL!!! A LITTLE RAIN MAKING IS NOTHING TO AN ATMOSFAERIE LIKE ME!"<br/><br/>People began to duck and hide behind their small wooden shops, others attempted to close their house windows, but few could escape. Causing a widespread sickness for those who came into contact with the "rain". They began to become sick and vomit on the streets, causing others to follow suit who were near, creating a domino effect that soon began to plague the entire city block, even though who were aimlessly watching television inside their homes. Stratus' bar filled up nearly a whole quarter of the way, much to The Dayman's surprise. Who could do nothing but put his face into his palms.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">Villains</span></span><br/><br/>The Nightman let open his infinity portal and a giant obsidian tiger lept out, complete with a saddle. He took his seat on the mount and a destruction bar appeared above his head.<br/><br/>"Well that is certainly....interesting."<br/><br/>He clicked the question mark icon at the far end of it, and a rule book appeared in front of his face.<br/><br/>"Oh hey...rules...yay..."