Panel 1:
Morning in the city. The skyline is bright and clear, with the faint hum of daily activity. A massive, futuristic skyscraper towers above the rest, adorned with a glowing logo of a shield surrounded by a ring of stars. Below it, a bustling crowd gathers at the entrance.
Narration Box: "The Hero Association: where the best and brightest of humanity (and occasionally non-humanity) unite to protect the world… or at least get sponsorship deals."
Panel 2:
Inside, No Plot Man and Neon Wraith stand in a sleek, overly-polished lobby filled with holographic screens showcasing heroic feats and dramatic battle highlights. No Plot Man gawks at the display, holding his rubber chicken like a tourist with a camera.
No Plot Man: "Okay, this place is fancy. Do they hand out free capes?"
Neon Wraith (ignoring him): "Focus. They called us here for a reason."
Panel 3:
A stern, well-dressed woman with a clipboard approaches them. Her name tag reads "Agent Thorne." She adjusts her glasses and looks them over with thinly veiled disapproval.
Agent Thorne: "So, you're the infamous No Plot Man. And… Neon Wraith."
No Plot Man (grinning): "Infamous? I like the sound of that."
Agent Thorne: "Don't. You've cost the city millions in collateral damage. Follow me."
Panel 4:
They walk down a long, high-tech hallway. Neon Wraith walks briskly, while No Plot Man lags behind, poking at random holograms on the walls. One accidentally activates, displaying a hero bio of Captain Fabulous. The caption reads: "Saving the world in style."
No Plot Man: "Wait, this guy has his own fashion line? Where's my merch deal?"
Neon Wraith: "Try saving the city without mustard on your face first."
Panel 5:
They enter a sleek conference room with a round table. Around it sits an eclectic mix of heroes: a muscular woman with glowing gauntlets (Titanica), a floating, meditative figure surrounded by swirling orbs (The Mystic), and a cheerful, robotic mascot in the shape of a bear (Beartron 9000).
Narration Box: "The top-tier heroes of the association. Legends… and marketing opportunities."
Beartron 9000: "Oh wow! The chicken guy is here! I'm a big fan!"
Panel 6:
Agent Thorne claps her hands to silence the murmurs in the room. She projects a hologram of a map with glowing red zones, each labeled "CHAOS INCIDENT."
Agent Thorne: "Enough small talk. The incidents involving chaotic energy have increased exponentially in the past month."
Titanica: "And it all started with that chicken."
No Plot Man (holding the chicken up): "I mean, I do make a good first impression."
Panel 7:
The Mystic leans forward, her orbs glowing brighter. She speaks in a calm, yet unsettling tone.
The Mystic: "That artifact is no mere trinket. It's a relic of immense power, tied to forces beyond our comprehension."
No Plot Man (shrugging): "Yeah, it also squeaks."
Titanica (rolling her eyes): "We've all seen the footage. The real question is: why is he the one wielding it?"
Panel 8:
The room goes quiet. No Plot Man looks around awkwardly, raising a hand like a student in detention.
No Plot Man: "Uh, because I found it first? Pretty sure that's how it works."
Beartron 9000 (enthusiastically): "He's funny! I like him!"
Panel 9:
Agent Thorne points at No Plot Man, her expression severe.
Agent Thorne: "The association believes the artifact is drawing these threats to the city. We need you to hand it over for safekeeping."
Neon Wraith: "That might not be wise. He's the only one who seems to know how to control it."
No Plot Man: "Control? Nah, I just wing it."
Panel 10:
Before anyone can respond, alarms blare throughout the building. A holographic alert flashes on the walls: "PRIORITY THREAT: LEVEL OMEGA." The screen shows a massive shadow looming over the city.
SFX: WEEEOOO! WEEEOOO!
Agent Thorne (shouting): "Report!"
Over intercom: "A giant mechanical kazoo is attacking downtown! Chaos energy signature detected!"
No Plot Man (smirking): "A kazoo? Oh, this one's gonna be good."
Panel 11:
The heroes rush out of the room, preparing for battle. No Plot Man lags behind, tossing the rubber chicken between his hands.
Beartron 9000 (running past): "Good luck, chicken guy!"
No Plot Man (to himself): "Yeah, because luck is exactly what I've got going for me."
Panel 12 (final panel):
Outside the skyscraper, the heroes face the massive mechanical kazoo, its loud, distorted notes shaking the city. No Plot Man steps forward, holding the chicken high.
No Plot Man: "Alright, team! Let's show this kazoo who really blows!"
Narration Box: "The Hero Association has called. The city demands salvation. And No Plot Man… is here to wing it."
End of Chapter 7