Polytechnica Zephilyber: pt2
Hey wait a minute, there was a cat that looked like you wearing a mad scientist lab coat and his eye was hanging out of the socket. polybius: \*gasp\* zephilyber! nope, shouldn't have done that... \*throws up\* stripes: woah, dude!
Chapter 4 - Of Mice and Ninjas
"we've had a few run-ins with our own mad-scientist... a fellow by the name of norton nimnul." "okay!" said shego. you guys are starting to freak me out with your doctor doolittle act here.
SEXpod (A SynTech Story)
The reindeer in the front row ballooned outwards, the only person to get a double dose of the mad scientist's oversized arousal.
That's Using Your Noggin
Whatever their differences, they find themselves bound together when a mad scientist lures them into her laboratory for an experiment that will change their lives forever.
Lord of Arms- Chapter 10
I expected a sort of a library with a venerable old man sitting behind it, not some lab of a mad scientist. or at least, that's what it looked like.
The Pleased Failure of a Fiendish Fox
The mad scientist was at a loss for words, but for once that hardly bothered him as his voice faded out into his heavy eager panting.
Shattered Shards: Sorcerous Science
-o- dranise found the goblin mad scientist in front of a near spherical metal device with all sorts of odd lights and thick tubes running into it.
Clockwork Carnage
"willie is one them mad scientists, hun," t says in a low voice. "she ain't quite right in the head."
Hot Air Balloon
"how else will we know you're a mad scientist?" the brassling asked, getting the latex dragon to glare at them for a moment. "you realize that not all mad scientists wear these things. heck, not all scientists _period_wear these things."
Dark Moonlight - 1 {WIP}
I wasn't some mad scientist bent on world domination, so i honestly didn't see what the problem was. a few minutes later if just laying in bed, there was a knock at the door.
Three Types of Shuman
They are akin to some sort of mad-scientist/doctor. well respected among other shuman, even the overseers defer to him. he poked and prodded me and made me sleep so that he could perform further indignities upon my body.
Writer's Block
His messy thick head-fur just added to the 'mad scientist' look he had going. he wore a grey nightshirt and black boxer shorts with a blanket draped like a cape over his shoulders. "damn this writer's block!" he snarled.