WITH THE PLASMA BOLTS, INSTEAD OF GOING THE TRADITIONAL WAY

AND HAVING THEM ACTUALLY EMANATING FROM HIS HANDS,

WHAT IF THEY CAME FROM HIS AURA?

THEY JUST CAME-- - UH, HE'S HERE.

- OH, GOD. THANK YOU.

GUYS, THIS IS SO EXCITING.

MARVEL LEGEND STAN LEE CALLS ME ON THE PHONE

A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO AND SAYS, "I'D LIKE TO STOP BY."

SO I JUST THOUGHT THAT'D BE A GREAT TREAT SO HE'S--

- EXCELSIOR!

- HEY! MR. LEE! - ALL RIGHT.

ALL RIGHT. SIT DOWN, SIT DOWN.

LET'S GET GOING.

- OH, YOU'RE HERE TO PITCH US SOME CHARACTERS?

- YOU BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR I HAVE.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S SEE HERE.

WE GOT TO...

EASEL WORK'S A LITTLE BIT RUSTY.

DON'T TOUCH THAT.

OKAY. INTRODUCING...

HEYDAY.

HE LIVES PERPETUALLY IN HIS BEST YEAR: 1982.

HIS NEMESIS IS THE EVIL WRITER'S BLOCK.

HE'LL LIVE FOREVER AS LONG AS HE CONTINUES TO COME UP

WITH GREAT, INTERESTING, AND RELEVANT IDEAS.

WELL, THAT GOT NOTHING.

- MR. LEE, I JUST--I JUST FEEL, YOU KNOW,

WE'RE REALLY BUSY THIS MORNING, YOU--

- UH-UH-UH-UH, THIS AIN'T MY FIRST RODEO, SONNY BOY.

I GOT A MILLION OF 'EM.

ALL RIGHT.

DR. BALANCE.

HE'S AN AGING ROBOTICS SCIENTIST

WHO NEVER SLIPS AND FALLS IN THE SHOWER.

IT'S WHERE AM I, MAN?

NO MATTER HOW LATE AT NIGHT HE GETS UP TO GO NUMBER ONE,

HE ALWAYS KNOWS EXACTLY WHERE HE IS.

THERMOSTATRO.

HE HAS THE POWER TO CONTROL ANY THERMOSTAT,

WHICH MEANS HE NEVER HAS TO BE TORMENTED

BY ANY SUDDENLY COLD SPOTS. TECHNO.

HE UNDERSTANDS HOW TO CONTROL ANY TECHNOLOGICAL DEVICE.

THINGS LIKE THE COMPUTER OR THE LITTLE HAND COMPUTER.

ROAD RAGE.

HE GETS BEHIND INNOCENT DRIVERS ON THE THOROUGHFARE

ON THEIR WAY HOME FROM THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE

AND HE LEANS ON HIS RADIOACTIVE HORN

AND THEY SAY, "HEY! COME ON, GET OFF OF MY BUMPER, HOT ROD!

WE'RE GOIN' AS FAST AS WE CAN!"

WHERE'D YOU GUYS COME FROM?

OH, YEAH. HERE'S THE GRAY CHASER.

HER SPECIAL POWERS ARE SHE'S 40, HAS NO KIDS,

AND SHE'S GOT A ROCKIN' HOT BOD.

SHE'S ONLY INTO OLDER DUDES WITH PONYTAILS AND LIVER SPOTS.

HOMESTEAD.

HE'S GOT THE MUTANT ABILITY TO FORCE

ANY OF HIS BUSY ADULT CHILDREN TO COME VISIT FOR A CHANGE.

I MEAN, WOULD IT KILL YOU TO PICK UP A PHONE?

HOW 'BOUT AN EVIL VILLAIN, HUH?

THE OVERWEIGHT JAMAICAN MAID.

ALSO KNOWN AS JAMILA!

SHE STEALS THINGS.

- MR. LEE, I'M--I'M--I'M SO SORRY.

JUST, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, I-I DON'T THINK THAT, UH...

I DON'T THINK THAT WE COULD USE ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS.

- OH.

SO SAY THE ROOM?

- YES. - YEAH.

- OH.

NO, I-I-I UNDERSTAND.

DON'T MIND ME.

SOMETIMES YOU'RE JUST SHOOTING BLANKS.

I KNOW WHEN I'M NOT WANTED.

JUST...TOSS THE REST OF 'EM

IN THE, UH, TRASH COMPACTOR OR WHATEVER YA GOT THESE DAYS.

- IT WAS A REAL HONOR, SIR, TO HAVE YOU.

- AH.

[laughs]

EUREKA.

I'VE JUST BEEN INSPIRED.

NOW, THIS IS A SUPERHERO TEAM,

A RAGTAG GROUP OF MULTIETHNICS KNOWN AS...

THE FIRED BUNCH.

THEY POSSESS THE TESTICULAR FORTITUDE

TO BITE THE VERY HAND THAT FEEDS THEM

AND ARE CURSED TO WALK THE STREETS

FOR AN ETERNITY UNEMPLOYED.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

- WE LOVE IT!

- EXCELSIOR! - EXCELSIOR!