Bamboozle-Man: World of Steel

(We open on the tech heavy lair of Samuel Cladsteel. There were thick wires snaking across the cold metallic floor leading into all sorts of machines. Monitors of varying size showing footage of a plethora of news outlets, camera feeds, and stock exchanges. Many prototype weapons lied on work benches and blue prints decorated the wall along with sloppy sketches of schematics. This was the dwelling of a mad genius. For years he spent his time hiding in the shadows. Recovering from his grave injuries dealt to him by his nemesis Detective Chuck. He planned, schemed, and plotted. Stretching his corrupting tendrils of influence across the world and into different organizations to further his goal. Absolute dominance. He hit a few speed bumps along the way of course. The arrival of the Bamboozle-Man and the other super powered individuals that seemingly came out of the woodwork after it. The failure of Trenton's Tachyon transmitter. And the fact that he impulsively left a note for Detective Chuck specifically to let him know that he was back in town, thus stripping him of the element of surprise. He couldn't help himself. He just loves seeing that detective squirm. But today was the day. The day he would ascend to his throne as unquestioned ruler of the planet. All thanks to his precious Erasure and the 5E he stole to power it. All that was left to do was to make an announcement. Samuel Cladsteel walked over to his main computer in his long white lab coat, aviator sunglasses, and bulky futuristic looking headphones, and pressed a single button that would play a prerecorded message on every screen on the planet.)

Sammy: Ah. So it begins.

(The transmission played, interrupting various tv programs, YouTube videos, and live feeds on phones. It simply showed Sammy himself and a black background as he began to speak)

Sammy: People of Earth. Some of you may know me, others may not have been aware of my existence at all before this very moment. But soon my face will be ingrained in every mind on the planet. Not as a criminal or a terrorist. But as a savior. Your savior. For decades I have watched this world crumble under its own weight of greed, war, and prejudice. Fools in power bumbling like children, forcing those who they swore to protect to repeat history over and over and over again. Ignoring clear signs of the Earth's demise. Well no longer. As a citizen of this great world I can no longer stand by and allow these atrocious acts to transpire. I will act. And that will be the end of it.

(We cut to several governments around the world, trying to pinpoint the location of the transmission)

Sammy: I can predict now that those who wish to stop me are trying to find my location by tracing the signal. Please, for your own sake. Do not bother. I've hacked into every wireless connection on the planet so this will be piggybacking off of...well everything. And even if you could find me. I have also gained access to the launch codes of every nuclear weapon in every country that is in possession of one. Any attempt to stop me will result in one of these random nukes going off in their silos. Killing countless innocents. What a shame that would be. And to those who ask where their protectors are. Your pathetic Responders. They are gone. Dealt with. They have no place in my new world order. But do not weep for them. You don't have to weep at all. For now is the time for a glorious celebration!

(We cut to each of the Responders watching the transmission on their respective tv's. Each of them fuming with frustration and rage.)

Sammy: I am a just ruler and before I irrevocably change the face of humanity for all time, I give you all a chance. A chance for fun. Levity. Joy! A chance to indulge yourselves on the things you never normally would. You have three hours. To disrupt the order. To riot. To vandalize! Because once the clock strikes zero, you won't be able to do those things at all. This is the end of the world. And the start of a new one. This concludes this message and you will be returned to your regular programming.

(The signal went dead and each screen went back to normal. And the world dove head first into chaos. Almost immediately, riots broke out. Police sirens wailed for what felt like forever. But all hope was not lost. Because despite Sammy's words, the Responders were not finished. Not even close. Whether it was out of defiance or stupidity remains to be seen. We cut to Safe Haven. The pocket dimension made by Bamboozle-Man to house the powerful oracle known as Madame Mystery. Although she tends to go by Maddie nowadays. There we see the Responders. Bell Tower, Bamboozle-Man, Zip, The Paladin, John Cena, and Taffy. Along with them were Detective Chuck, Lazy Jim, and most surprisingly the Bamboozle-Man Fanclub which consisted of Todd Barton, Andrea Ayad, and Sasha Higgins. The Responders were outside of Maddie's house, also made by Bamboozle-Man, discussing the issue and plan a course of action)