Challenge the Sixth: In Which West Is Hungover

I was about to head back to the mansion to help set up for the party when I landed downtown for a refreshing Slusho. “Excuse me,” a voice behind me said, “I’m GMing a superhero-themed GURPS RPG and I was wondering if you would help consult me on it.” I turned around. It was that geek girl from Beauty and the Geek.

“Uh, yeah, sure.” I said. I was never any good at tabletop RPGs. When playing Call of Cthulhu my character would always get killed because I would try and hug the shoggoths. What can I say? I love aliens. “Anyway, we’re having a party at the Sylar’s Bachelor mansion and you can invite all your beauty and geek friends.”

“Squee!” she said.

Satisfied that we had enough guests for the party, I picked up a few items that would make this party rock. First I stole a trampoline from someone’s backyard, because trampolines are the second-best places for hot, drunk girls (with hot tubs being the best, of course). Then I flew to Ibiza, where the club scene is the most raging in the world, and stole one of those foam cannons, because dancing in foam is also very sexy. Lastly, I called upon my beer-dispensing robot friend, PBR2-D2, to help serve beverages. We were finally ready to party.

Uh…It’s all kinda blurry after that. I mean, I remember talking to Mr. Bennet, and I remember one of the Real World contestants trying to steal Cyclops’s goggles then falling drunkenly on the edge of the trampoline and chipping his tooth. And I definitely remember drinking wine coolers in the hot tub with Sylar and drunkenly flirting with Adam, but after a few drinks things just started getting weird. It was like the foam cannon was spewing the shoggoths from Call of Cthulhu and I was transported to some weird dimension of sight and sound. Or something. Man, I’m thirsty. My head hurts, too.