It seems that what was intimated earlier today by the mysterious Maskatron comment on the previous post is true: the nefarious Maskatron 5000, the cyborg master of disguise and arch-foe of Steve Austen, is once again on the loose!
A simple phone call to the Fakiegrind Secret Warehouse and Gadgetry Research Centre confirmed our worst fears. We thought that this menace to humanity, like small pox or the Spice Girls, had long ago been neutralized. It turns out that Maskatron was only biding his time, waiting for his solar battery to gradually recharge itself before instigating re-assembly procedures.
The robot seems to have escaped the warehouse sometime in the early hours of this morning after assaulting the night watchman with his own submarine sandwich. The guard was found, hours later, in a utility closet, badly bruised and covered in lunch meats. Upon reviving, the man could only babble incoherently about a horrible silver humanoid with flashing lights on his face.
An inquiry is being done into the manner in which Maskatron's dismantled body was initially secured. Former Secret Service chief Oscar Goldman is being called out of his Hawaiian retirement to face charges of gross negligence causing assault with a foodstuff, with possible further charges pending.
It seems that, rather than storing the disassembled sections of the robot in various, far-removed locations to avoid the CPU from reconstructing itself, the deadly robot assassin's body parts were left to collect dust in the same crate as a battery recharger and a bunch of old Christmas decorations from 1976.
Warehouse photo of Maskatron with his CPU disabled,
just before he was unceremoniously shelved in the 70s.
It is believed that Maskatron may currently be disguising himself as Santa Clause and heading to one of the larger Canadian urban centres. Citizens are asked to be on the lookout for anything out of the ordinary.