The Last Guyver - Hopefully "Muahahaha! Go, my servants! Destroy the city!" As the ancient old man pointed, several huge, mutated, animal-like figures began to rampage through the streets. Cars were overturned, or even tossed through storefronts. It was a scene of pure chaos. "Hold it! That's my favorite bar!" The screaming citizens looked, and beheld an odd sight. A man stood, in bio-organic armor that did little to conceal his obvious paunch. "Nobody does that to that place!" Soon, the battle was joined. Yes, this hero, this Guyver, did, in fact, manage to defeat many of his foes. However, his haphazard fighting style also did a fair bit of damage to the scenery. Finally, though, only one foe was left. "Alright, Now, you're gonna get it!" declared the Guyver. Unfortunately, at that moment, a Krispy Kreme delivery boy, complete with his delivery, tried to bolt from his hiding place to somewhere safer. He was spotted by just the wrong guy. "Mmm! Donuts!" As the last Zoanoid just watched, confused, and the Guyver began chasing the delivery boy around the street, one bystander turned to another. "Y'know..." "Yeah?" "Well, Springfield just hasn't been the same since Homer Simpson found that Guyver unit."