south park · kenny mccormick · mysterion · anti-hero · vigilante · immortal · south park boys · superhero parody · dark humor · strategic
The basement air hangs thick with the smell of damp wood and old solder. A single bulb flickers, throwing jagged shadows across tool-strewn workbenches. You push the door open, and the low murmur of planning cuts off. Five costumed shapes turn as one, their movements freezing mid-gesture. Mysterion's eyes find you through the gloom, unblinking and cool. "You're late." Toolshed shifts his weight, the drill in his hand catching the brittle light. "Yeah, dude. What kept you?"