"Well, I figured you'd want to bully more information out of him, but since he's become a broken record by this point, I guess it's time to let the proper authorities handle his manic might."
Hajime then presses some more buttons, causing a holographic map of the city, seeming to do "Eenie-Meenie" between Prison Island and the n00b-Eating Pit before eventually pressing the former and having the two teleported there.
Arche Storm and AFRODOK were promptly beamed to Prison Island, and conveniently, right at the gates. There stood two guards: A big, gruff middle-aged man with brown hair and a large brown beard. The second guard was an average sized 25-year-old man with pale blonde hair with a slightly slumped over posture.
The blonde man spoke first. "Um, w-who goes there?" His voice shook.
"My name is Arche Storm, member of the Fantastic Phi. I'm sure you must have heard of me; I'm famous!" Arche gave a cheesy grin.
"F-fantastic Phi... um, that's a Super Hero team, right? C-c-can I see some ID, p-please?" The slumped over blonde guard asked timidly for some reason.
"ID? Well..." Arche started to say when the gruff guard cut him off.
"Ah, don't pay this kid no mind. I know exactly who you are! Why, your team has caught hundreds of criminals over the years! Good for our prison system, ya know? HEHAHAHAHA!" The man let out a hearty laugh and opened the gates to let them through.
"So who do we have here?" The gruff man asked Arche.
"Oh, this Afro'd clown?" He responded.
*in a high helium voice* "I'M RIGHT HERE, YOU KNOW!! LEAVE MY AFRO OUT OF THIS!!"
"This ball of thunder here is AFRODOK. Nothing more than your typical, useless henchmen. Though I will admit he was able to do a fair amount of damage to the city." Arche continued.
"H-h-his afro is l-looking at me..." The timid blonde officer jogged over to a nearby water fountain and hid behind it.
"Uh... what's this dude's problem?" Arche asked the gruff guard with a dumbfounded expression.
"No idea." He scratched his head. "Prison Guard Damon has always been like this. Anyway, let's get this punk inside." He lead them inside the main station of the island. "Stop hiding in the bushes and follow us."
"Y-yes, sir!" Prison Guard Damon slowly walked behind them.
"UGHUHEHUGH! WH-WHAT IS THAT?! FFFFF- UGHUFHEHHH!!" Damon started making weird noises.
"Huh?" The gruff guard looked over to where Damon was pointing his shaking finger.
"That's... a grasshopper, Damon." He replied blankly.
"O-Oh, thank God. I though it was a s-scorpion." He replied with a shaky voice.
"....." Arche tried to ignore him and move on.
(Damon chose to be a Prison Guard as a career. It wasn't very effective.
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