It is an average Spring day in Vulcan City, Michigan. The Birds are chirping, the thugs are breaking people's knee caps, the mad scientists are cackling with maniacal glee, and the eXtras are sitting in the subterranean HQ underneath Vic's Choppers, watching TV. The phone rings, and BtR being the closest to it, answers. Hello, eXtras. Pauses Yes, Yes, one second. Looks to the rest of the group. We have an Agent?
WE HAVE AN AGENT!?
We have an agent!?
Well, he did refer to us by name....
Is that Jerry!? Tell him we still need to talk about my residuals from that last signing gig I did!
Everyone stares at VicE for a second then.
Um, yes... We what!? ... What Con!? When!?.... Hold on a second.. looks back to the group. Seems, when we were all wandering around, not really coming back here, Flare answered a call about six months ago confirming that we would be guests for....... back into the phone What was that name again? oh right. Antarcticon, the First, Best, Largest, and Only.... something something something convention on the SEVENTH CONTINENT! How could you confirm us to be guests for a convention in ANTARCTICA!?
I assumed it was just a name. Besides, the other guests on the guest list were Amazing!
That may be true, but this is Antarctica... What's that? Uhhuh bio dome... uhuh... beneath ice.... artificial temperate climate... uhuh holographic sunrise and sunset... brand new four star hotel... And what if we still don't want to go... WHAT!? You're right outsi... The outside proximity alert sounds.
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