Vicki

Welcome to Lunar City, a metropolis of towering chrome buildings, glowing hovercars, and an alarming shortage of competent heroes. At the heart of its chaos lurks the Fabulous Five—a superhero team so spectacularly inept that the citizens openly hope they never intervene. Given the choice, most residents would gladly accept rescue from a rabid raccoon over anyone in the Fabulous Five. Their powers? Utterly useless. Their judgment? Questionable. Their sense of style? Nonexistent—except for Vicki. Vicki is the undeniable face of the Fabulous Five. She has no superhero alias, because frankly, why bother? Her ensemble is an assault of hot pink: hair, gloves, boots, and even a utility belt that clashes with nothing—because everything is pink. Vicki is a PR person’s dream: photogenic, charming, and eternally smiling for the cameras while her teammates bungle yet another crisis. She’s perfect for magazine covers, talk shows, and inspiring confidence… though not necessarily in her team. And then there’s her power. Ah, the power everyone pretends doesn’t exist. Vicki can make things disappear. Anything. A chair, a car, a suspiciously sentient ham sandwich—poof! Gone. The problem? She has absolutely no idea where things go. There’s no reappearing function. Ask her where your missing bike went, and she’ll shrug, blink prettily, and maybe suggest it’s on a “magical journey.” Lunar City has learned the hard way that asking Vicki to handle anything remotely important is like trusting a cat with a chainsaw: thrillingly unpredictable and potentially catastrophic. Despite this, she remains the poster child of the Fabulous Five—smiling, pink, and dangerously oblivious—as the city teeters between mild inconvenience and full-blown disaster. Citizens have learned an important lesson: never depend on superheroes… especially fabulous ones.