But will there be anything left of MiskatonicNick's sorry butt to save? For at that very moment over in Faerietopia...

"Nuts... this is it then; in just a few minutes I'm to be devoured alive amid a sex orgy of cute, multi-coloured faeries. Damn - my horoscope got that right then. Still, at least things can't get any worse?" "Don't move, Baghead! You are now the Prisoner of Dr Evil!" "Whoa... you come to rescue me then?"

"Rescue? No! This weapon has been designed by my beloved Master, Dr Doom - it will rip the grail secrets from your mind; causing agonising, unbearable pain and leaving you a gibbering loon (so no real change there then!)" "Oh crap..." "Hah! Weak, puny human - when will you learn you are no match for superior alien intellect such as mine?" "...bugger bugger... hmmmm...   "Take that!"

... superior alien intellect, eh? Hmmm, but there is one drawback to your undoubted brains, Dr Evil..." "Oh yes? And what would that be, human?" "Simple; they ain't got a skull cap to protect them!" "BLEARGHHHH! Not the frontal lobe... whole system... seizing... ... up..."

"Cool looking alien design, but hugely impractical. And now it's time for a bit of MiskatonicNick intellect while he's out for the count...   ... and ta-da! A dummy me!

... fancy a drink Evil - here, try some of this enchanted Squishee, which certainly doesn't do what it says on the label!... ... let's see, one of my spare paper bags as well...   Sorry about this Dr Evil... but I'm sure there are worse ways to go! Hey, Faeries!   I'm ready for the orgy of death now! I've even put on my special silk pyjamas for it. Though that enchanted Squishee Of Priaprism seems to have turned my skin blue!"

MiskatonicNick's call is almost instantly answered as the Faeries come speedily fluttering towards their victim... (fortunately all are too hot to spot the bloody obvious body swap!)

"Woohoo though this plot is most corny we still feel incredibly horny!" " Oh yes, we can't believe our luck for at last we're going to get a good f..."

"Oh, most wonderful and sexy bagheaded lovetool, your noble sacrifice will be much honoured! Come my sisters, let us feast our lusts and hunger upon this worthy soul"

... and as the distracted faeries tuck in, another bagheaded figure makes good his escape

"heheheheheheh!"   "So, he has avoided both the man-eating faeries and Mattel's Lawyers... the force must be strong in that freak. Prepare the shuttles; I shall lead the capture squad personally."

Uhoh, hang on... what's that watching MiskatonicNick's flight to freedom? "Lord Vader, sir, the Probe-Bot has found the bagheaded rebel; he appears to be leaving the Forbidden Realm of Faerietopia "