"What would you like for lunch, Screaming Tomato?"

"AHHHHHHH!"

"Yes, I would like a Big Mac with...."

"AHHHHHHH!"

"Oh, right. No tomatoes. And, ehhh....."

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//INTRODUCTION

That's right, kiddies! Due to the insanity of two special-minded members on this site, you can now partake in the joy that is Prosdude! 'Who's Prosdude?', you say? Why, he is the very definition of cool. Tell me. Where else could you even dream of finding a transvestite prostitute superhero? Nowhere! And with his sidekick, Screaming Tomato, who wouldn't like him!? Come on, girls and boys! Join the Prosdude fandom and bathe in the refreshing light of uncontrolled imagination!

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//PROSDUDE FOR DUMMIES

So, you want to know more about Prosdude and Screaming Tomato, yeah? Well, consider this a sort of tutorial for those of you curious as to who/what he is. If you decide that he's a perfect rolemodel for little kids, join our dA group! If you feel otherwise, go away, you uncool Amazon.com lackey! We know when true inspiration isn't appreciated... Anyway, let's start off with the basics. Meet Prosdude, a possibly-20-year-old man with an unnatural hankering for transvestite prostitution. He works for some sort of prostitution company (Prosdude Productions/Enterprises) during the day, with his circular desk and stripper pole suspended into the center from a ceiling, his money deposit slot, lasers and other seizure-inducing lights, and his office with far too many windows. Nice, eh?

He has acquired many sidekicks of the past few dryspells in Art class, but the most memorable has to be the carnivorous Screaming Tomato. Lungs of steel and shit for brains, Screaming Tomato has developed a sort of... illness or something, and his superpower consists of, what else, screaming. Well, not just his superpower. Everything he says is in a screaming fashion, with nothing but 'AHH!'s echoing down the halls of Prosdude's place of employment. Poor Prosdude. Beside Screaming Tomato, other sidekicks include Spontaneousely Combusting Pop-Tart, Possessive Something-or-Other, Buttered Toast, and many others yet to be given identities.

Prosdude's current ensemble includes cut-off Daisy Dukes, thigh-high fishnet stockings, knee-high (p)leather platforms, a see-thru muscle T, a thong with the straps pulled up way too high, and the impressive large feather attached to a ring that wraps around his forehead! He's just the pinnacle of style! Not only that, but he also sports shoulderlength, blue, curled hair and a spifftacular goatee... Niiiiiiiice.

Now, for the rival. Now, come on. Every superhero has a rival, even the poorly-dressed ones. Prosdude is utterly hated and loathed by The Lawyer, a man whom also works at Prosdude Productions. Jealous of his boss' fame and fortune, The Lawyer tries with all his might to thwart our hero's plans and put a stop to his superhero-ing days for good!!!!!!11!!!!111!!!!one!!1 With his handy briefcase and solitary breast implant (he's too poor to afford two of them, so he's suffering with one for now), The Lawyer will forever plague the days and nights of Prosdude; unfortunately, he's not very good at what he does, and he always messes up.... but don't tell him that.

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//THE MEMBERS

Current Members: 2

Member List: Azzi, Hildagaldy