And we're back in the past and can check the eyrie archive
once again.

And here's where you can find Electrocutioner's Song as well as other
LNH Crossovers:

https://archives.eyrie.org/racc/lnh/Crossovers/

And its the final parts of -- The Electrocutioner's Song!

The Writers for this Crossover were:

Jef "The KaTeFan(tm)" Kolodziej
Todd "Scavenger" Kogutt
Dave "Dvandom" Van Domelen
and Raymond "wReam" Bingham

First Off we have Ultimate Ninja #3 by Raymond "wReam" Bingham
(Part Eleven)! Is it time for wReam to finally be edited by
Dvandom?! Is it time for the Ultimate Ninja accept that the
Z-Team aren't bad dudes?! And is it time for Sig.Lad to hang
for dear life and have spastic convulsions?!!

And Finally we have CRISIS OF INFINITE CLONES #3 by Dave "Dvandom"
Van Domelen (Part Twelve)! Will Sig.Lad have time to have a flash
back before he has his big battle with Acton Lord?! And is the
Keyboard indeed mightier than the sword?!! (I mean wouldn't want to
fight some guy who had sword with a keyboard -- but that's just me.)

Anyways, find out in...

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ADVENTURES #283

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Electrocutioner's Song The Conclusion
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Electrocutioner's Song #11
"Deep and Special moments on the way to battle..."
by wReam...
edited by dvandom
* ** * ** * ** * ** * ** * ** * ** * ** * ** * ** *

************************************************************************
* * in the NonSense Fyles! *
* * *
* KID / * Ahhhh. Kid Anarky... You must think you have *
* ____/ |_ * something to do with this story, BUT YOU DON'T!*
* / / | \ * You're .sig looked like a trading card and *
* ___|_/_____|__|___ * since the comic was behind schedule you get the*
* / | | * Honor of being in this one! Feel the honor *
* / \______|_/ * and grovel at the gates of serendipity... *
*/ |NARKY! * (LNH 1992 (c) (well sortof)) *
************************************************************************

Due to the lack of character development in this series, and the incredible
gaps in continuity from the different writers, this writer has chosen to take
the next 100 pages and develop each character. To delve into their deepest
darkest fears and there most intimate feelings. To show that the LNH is just
not some menace fighting machine, destined to fight this and that forever. For
if all we do is fight, well then Ultimate Ninja will most definitely be the
most powerful of all the LNHers, cuz that is what Ninjas do best, at least in
the comics and cheesy movies...

Our scene opens as Lurking Girl has moved out onto the bridge of the
flying thingy overlooking space. A shooting star goes by, but Lurking Girl is
too enrapted in deep contemplation to even notice its splendor.
'Reb has been keeping something from me,' She thought sullenly. 'I don't
know how long I can continue this LNH life if I can't even trust my closest
friend.' Lurking Girl gazed out of the vehicle and a single tear is seen
streaming down her face. It glistened in the light of the ever-nearing moon.
She just let it run down her cheek, the air cooling it until it evaporated.
"Luri?" Rebel Yell entered the chamber with a question.
Lurking Girl quickly tried to wipe the tears away as she slowly turned to
face Rebel Yell. "Yes, Reb?"
"Have you been crying? Is there something wrong?" Rebel Yell asked.
'Of course I have you big dope! And gee, like you wouldn't be able to
guess that there was something wrong! You idiot! Its you!' Lurking Girl
thought in her head but only responded with, "Oh, I was a bit overwhelmed by
the scenery."
"It is quite amazing. Almost looks like a painting!" 'You dope! That
is because this is a comic book! Of course it looks like a painting!' Rebel
Yell mentally kicked himself. Something else was wrong but whenever he got
around Luri he would freeze up and all that came out was small talk. "Well I
just wondered, because you have been sort of distant lately." Rebel Yell then
retreated. That was as close to his true feelings as he was going to get and
he mentally flogged himself all the way down the hall to the transport quarters
of the great troop transport flying thingy.

In another part of the ship Ultimate Ninja was flogging himself. 'Dumb,
dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. How could I be so dumb?' The Z-team encounter had
proven to the master of oriental mysticism that he was not as invulnerable as
he had believed. He had really botched that encounter. 'The Z-Team really
aren't even bad dudes, a bit maverick and misguided but no more than I am,'
Ultimate Ninja thought to himself.
'I must not let this bog me down,' Ultimate Ninja determined. 'We are
headed to the moon to stop Acton Lord once and for all. He has become too
powerful and well, someone has got to stop him.' Ultimate Ninja began to think
of all the battles he had had with Acton Lord. This time would be different.
Each time he had been out smarted, but this time UN was going to try something
Ninjas rarely showed in comics and cheesy shows... He was determined to use
his brains!

"So how did MT-M discover where Acton Lord's new hideout was?" Parking
Karma Kid said to BandWagon Chick.
"Oh he didn't. It was that new chick, ummm... Miss Multitask.
Aparently that is where MT-M Transmatted her from. She then told him of Acton
Lord's deceptive plan." BandWagon Chick then frowned. "It's too bad he sent
Taskani back to the future. There just aren't enough women on the LNH."
"Yeah!" Parking Karma Kid smiled greedily. BandWagon Chick slugged
him one in the arm. The entire transport vehicle lurched in space. A chorus
of "Whoa!"s could be heard from the internal areas of the vehicle.
"You know it is taking a lot longer to get to the moon then usual."
Parking Karma Kid observed. "Yeah, I think it is because the writer is trying
for more character development."
Parking Karma Kid nodded his head. "Yeah, well, we aren't just fighting
machines, right?"

* * * * *

wReamed Acton Lord brooded at the past. Something awfully weird was in
the air. Maybe it was the effects of Bambi's drugs. Somthing bad is going to
happen soon, he could just tell. Gee, and Bambi seemed so real. wRAL pouted
sadly. He could never get relationships to work out.
"Ummmm. There is a big troop ship coming in close," Girl Next Door
(tm) reported.
'Perhaps a relationship with her? Nah, relationships never work out
with the Girl Next Door (tm),' thought Acton Lord. 'I had best get ready for
the assault. Life stinks. I hate this life.'
Then a thought popped into his head. 'What the heck is Prime Clone Acton
Lord doing? I mean this is my manor and that was my stuff back there and Dang
it all! He was using it for something!'
"I gotta go check on something." wRAL told GND(tm). She just smirked
as he walked away. 'He's probably afraid! Well the NLF doesn't need him
anyway!'

* * * * *

Meanwhile in LNHospital the hero Sig.Lad was hanging on for dear life.
He was going into spastic convulsions and all the heroes that looked on could
do is look on with helplessness. RosterwReam and MT-M tried to hold him down
but he was so unstable that there was little hope.
"We're losing him, aren't we?" RosterwReam said in a panic to Dr.
Stomper.
"Yeah, and I have never encountered this type of ailment." Dr. Stomper
tried to act professional but he had no idea what to do. "And with Sig.Lad's
already unstable genetic nature, saving him is already a lost cause."
"WHAT ABOUT THE SPAGHETTI-O'S?" asked PLOT-KING.
"They only tend to make him more mutable anymore." Dr. Stomper said
grimly.
"Well I refuse to believe there isn't a way to save him!" RosterwReam
ran from the room in a tantrum of emotion. He had to stay here and look over
the wounded, when he should be doing something to help! He didn't want to do
the Roster, but List Lad INSISTED! It was too much. RosterwReam ran to the
main computer room. MultiTask Man had been over the calculations time and time
again, but maybe something was missing. RosterwReam looked at the Roster he
had put on disk and pouted. It is too large. Maybe one less member won't
hurt. He thought. How can I think that! RosterwReam looked at the names.
Hey! Contraption Man is back on the Roster? I thought he returned to
the future... Maybe he knows the answer! He is from the future! They tend to
know more.
Another pulse of the GUI transfer display blitted across the computer
screen. What is that uplink to DrizztSat doing? RosterwReam noticed, but then
it was gone and RwR had to think of how to get Contraption Man back.
He scanned the control panel for MT-M's time-transmatter and locked on
to Contraption Man's beam input code. Then turning the time allotment switch
to a few weeks he pushed the engage button. The room filled with a crackling
blue light and in the center an light grey image began to form. It was a very
confused Contraption Man.
"Hey! RosterwReam! I thought you would be calling me back soon."
Contraption Man smiled. "I wrote my name on the roster so that you would
summon me if you had figured out how to keep me alive in this dimension. Now I
come to find out, after reading the rest of LNH ES #10 that it was all a lie
made by MT-M to get rid of me! Can you believe the gall of that guy! I bet
HE'S the traitor!"
"So can you help us fix Sig.Lad?" RosterwReam asked with large hopeful
eyes. "There must be something we can do..."
"Oh there is, but we must hurry!" Contraption Man ran to comlink and
hit the activate switch. "Dr. Stomper? MT-M?..."
"Contraption Man? Is that you!?" MT-M said in a somewhat guilty
voice.
"Yes. Now I can save Sig.Lad, but you must get him to the PerilRoom
Immediately!" Contraption Man snapped the activation switch off and turned to
RosterwReam. "You will never believe all the things going on in the future!"
He said excitedly. "Taskani, Ms. Multitask, IS PREGNANT!" He said with a
smile as he put his arm around RosterwReam as they hurried toward the
PerilRoom.
"Well, I guess congratulations are in order," RosterwReam said in an
unsure voice.
"NO!" Contraption Man smirked. "That's where it gets juicy! She
won't tell who the father is and no one knows!!!"
"Oh dear...what if..." RosterwReam began but it was simply too
speculative. "...nah..."

On 4/23/23 5:27 PM, Arthur Spitzer wrote:
<snip>
> First Off we have Ultimate Ninja #3 by Raymond "wReam" Bingham
> (Part Eleven)! Is it time for wReam to finally be edited by
> Dvandom?!

GASP

> And is the
> Keyboard indeed mightier than the sword?!! (I mean wouldn't want to
> fight some guy who had sword with a keyboard -- but that's just me.)

I guess it depends on if it's one of those edgy gamer keyboards. You could put
an eye out with those.

> ************************************************************************
> * * in the NonSense Fyles! *
> * * *
> * KID / * Ahhhh. Kid Anarky... You must think you have *
> * ____/ |_ * something to do with this story, BUT YOU DON'T!*
> * / / | \ * You're .sig looked like a trading card and *
> * ___|_/_____|__|___ * since the comic was behind schedule you get the*
> * / | | * Honor of being in this one! Feel the honor *
> * / \______|_/ * and grovel at the gates of serendipity... *
> */ |NARKY! * (LNH 1992 (c) (well sortof)) *
> ************************************************************************

XD I mean fair!

> Due to the lack of character development in this series, and the incredible
> gaps in continuity from the different writers, this writer has chosen to take
> the next 100 pages and develop each character.

Honestly I feel like there's been a lot of good character development. X>

> 'Reb has been keeping something from me,' She thought sullenly. 'I don't
> know how long I can continue this LNH life if I can't even trust my closest
> friend.'

Yes valid. @-@

> "Have you been crying? Is there something wrong?" Rebel Yell asked.
> 'Of course I have you big dope! And gee, like you wouldn't be able to
> guess that there was something wrong! You idiot! Its you!' Lurking Girl
> thought in her head but only responded with, "Oh, I was a bit overwhelmed by
> the scenery."
> "It is quite amazing. Almost looks like a painting!" 'You dope! That
> is because this is a comic book! Of course it looks like a painting!' Rebel
> Yell mentally kicked himself. Something else was wrong but whenever he got
> around Luri he would freeze up and all that came out was small talk. "Well I
> just wondered, because you have been sort of distant lately." Rebel Yell then
> retreated. That was as close to his true feelings as he was going to get and
> he mentally flogged himself all the way down the hall to the transport quarters
> of the great troop transport flying thingy.

But this is really good. X>

>
> In another part of the ship Ultimate Ninja was flogging himself. 'Dumb,
> dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. How could I be so dumb?' The Z-team encounter had
> proven to the master of oriental mysticism that he was not as invulnerable as
> he had believed. He had really botched that encounter. 'The Z-Team really
> aren't even bad dudes, a bit maverick and misguided but no more than I am,'
> Ultimate Ninja thought to himself.

It's fascinating how different wReam's characterization of UN is from a lot of
later ones.

> wReamed Acton Lord brooded at the past. Something awfully weird was in
> the air. Maybe it was the effects of Bambi's drugs. Somthing bad is going to
> happen soon, he could just tell. Gee, and Bambi seemed so real. wRAL pouted
> sadly. He could never get relationships to work out.
> "Ummmm. There is a big troop ship coming in close," Girl Next Door
> (tm) reported.
> 'Perhaps a relationship with her? Nah, relationships never work out
> with the Girl Next Door (tm),' thought Acton Lord. 'I had best get ready for
> the assault. Life stinks. I hate this life.'

Wow, this is a really different Acton Lord too. X>

> "Tantalizing Teens #1."
> List Lad was convinced that there never was a team called the
> Tantalizing Teens! But here was conclusive proof. Someone has been messing
> with the very fabric of reality!
> 'Either that or I am getting really senile.'

heeheehee. X> Ah, yes, I see.

> The heroes and villains of LNH and NLF clash in a nice splash page.
>
> So begins the battle... Did I develop enough or did you want more?

It was actually a very good job. |>

> Occultism Kid and Typo Lad were the first to react to this menace.
> Occultism Kid did an animate shoes spell and PYLON's legs began to dance madly.

Heeheehee

> Ultimate Ninja made his way through the warring heroes and around the
> villains. His battle was not with these misguided fools, his was with Acton
> Lord and he was not going to waste time wearing himself out on this rabble.

Guy thinks he's the main character ersumthin...

> "There! Now that I have caused them to LAG why don't you all pick them
> off!" LAGNETO strained. "Hurry you idiots! I can't save you all the time!"
> All of a sudden Lagneto's eyes went pale. Lurking Girl towered over
> him as he dropped to the ground squirming in pain as he moved in and out of
> disentegration phase. "Taste the totality of my Lurking Ability in your
> brain!"

lol

> From the shredded mess came a voice, "I'm not dead! RUSH_FANs NEVER
> DIE..."
> The entire group moaned in agreement. There is nothing more heinous
> than a Rush fan.

I mean, I like them okay? But considering their connections to libertarianism,
I'm sure they have some *really* annoying fans.

> "Oh Reb! Come here." Said a weird looking Typo Lad. Needless to say
> Mistake was taken out quickly. Firstly because only Lurking Girl calls Rebel
> Yell 'Reb' and second because it was spelled correctly...

X>; Ah, ignoble beginnings...

> wReamed Acton Lord turned to see Ultimate Ninja and then smiled. "So
> this is it then? The duel to the death, or have you come to remove another of
> my nonvital organs?"
> Ultimate Ninja leveled the Ginsu death blade in front of him and
> prepared his stance. I will not let him excite me into doing something stupid,
> Ultimate Ninja recited in his brain over and over...

*Very* interesting.

> +====================+ +================================+
> H\\\\\||||||||||/////H H The Sword of Sig in the H
> H\\\|||| /\ ||||///H H Nonsense File H
> H\\\\\\\ || ///////H H If I were to tell of this H
> H-\\\\\ || /////-H H wondrous item now, I would H
> H--\\\ || ///--H H be giving away too much of H
> H---\ || /---H H the heavily-laboured plot, H
> H---- || ----H H so I'll just shut up for H
> H---/ || \---H H the nonce. H
> H--/// \_II_/ \\\--H +================================+
> H-///// () \\\\\-H
> H///|||| () ||||\\\H
> H/////||||||||||\\\\\H
> +====================+

X>

> In the bowels of the Acton Manor in the Grey Area of the Moon, the
> Watchdog observed silently and invisibly as Mr. Minister labored under the
> weight of his incapacitated brother. Pain shot through his body with every
> step, but if he could only reach the CHAMBER, he could initiate Operation
> Triple Crown and summon the Four Jockeys of the Apocalypse to serve him.

ooooooh ahhhhh. :o I see.

> "Y'know, this was easy," remarked Cliche Dude. "TOO ea<mphlrhghu!>"
> "DON'T SAY IT!" shouted Rebel Yell as he muffled Cliche Dude.

X3

> But it was
> too late. Already robot guardians were pouring out of hidden panels in the
> well-groomed lawns. And while the LNH had to be very careful not to damage to
> dome that sustained the atmosphere, the robots had no such compunction....

Welp

> "That's why I brought THIS!" Contraption Man held up a little widget.
> "Before you ask, this is the Sig.Library of Sig.File Man (he called himself Man
> later in life) from our archives, encoded onto an RNA matrix. It should do the
> trick. Or...."
> "OR WHAT?" asked everyone in unison, dreading the answer.
> "...or kill him by sig.overdose. But it is the only way. Do we do it?"

GASP!

> Organic Lass was the first to speak. "Go for it. Don't let the fact that
> I'm named in his life insurance policy make you think I'm biased or anything."

Heeheehee

> In COMA, Electrocutioner (nee Entertainment) was getting bored with MUD
> wrestling. After toying with the idea of MUCK or MOO wrestling, he grew
> despondent.