Distract the 'henchmen' while your partner stealthily subdues them.

You take a bold step forward. "This colorful bird of paradise with me is too delicate and innocent to ever be submitted to the likes of your schemes, Smut King!" you shout defiantly. "If it is the only way - then I'll do what must be done and submit to the humiliation in her place! But only if you let the women go first!"

Blushing and placing both hands on her cheeks, Dr. Rainbow lets out an admiring sigh. "Whoa, so noble and selfless! But I don't think I can let you do such a thing on my behalf..."

Throwing your voice again as you do a sultry walk up towards the excited actors, swaying your hips and nibbling on one of your fingers seductively. "Don't worry," you whisper in Dr. Rainbow's ear. "I have a plan. I'm going to get all of them completely focused on me. No offense, but I think it'll work better this way, my costume is a lot racier than yours. Do you have any moves that are a bit more subtle than that lollipop thing?"

Eyes wide, the sparkly teal-haired woman nods and gulps. The holographic supervillain gives a thumbs up, and his goons untie the prim business-suited women, letting them stand up and dash away from this dramatic confrontation on the steps of city hall (most of the girls look relieved except for one who is visibly disappointed). Mayor Wiles isn't let go, and a couple of goons go up alongside Smut King to make sure she's still threatened, so they still have leverage on you. This iteration of the mayor is of course a hologram too, but it would still count against your score if she ended up getting assaulted. Five goons ('real' ones) surround you in a circle, armed outstretched aggressively... but they hesitate to actually move in on you, noting that you haven't shed your utility belt full of gadgets and weapons.

"King?" you ask with a confident, sultry edge to your voice. "Your actors seem to have trouble getting it up - how about a little music while I give them a little dance and get them ready?" The camera-headed man gestured at a minion in headphones at a nearby laptop, and the sound of crackling flames was suddenly drowned out by cheesy, synthesized music blaring from the sound equipment.

Taking the best advantage of your double-jointed flexibility, you do the standing splits, stretching your arms upwards and making your top ride so high that the beginnings of your rosy nipples started peeking out as part of your underboob. Standing and doing a high kick, you grab your leg and keep it pointed upwards, balancing on your left leg, causing your bottoms to cling so tightly to your crotch that they can all see not just the outline of a slit, but virtually every detail of your labia.

"You're always looking for novel positions, right? If so... then I'm the best heroine you could have asked for. I guess you boys will be finding out just how flexible I am soon enough, but maybe a little preview..."

Springing forward, you flip yourself upside down and do a handstand, your legs splayed above you keeping your balance. This in and of itself is a rather impressive maneuver to pull off, at least for a non-power. But then, you slowly start to move your legs so that one goes up higher and higher as a counterbalance while the other one draws inwards... and showing nearly inhuman flexibility, you push your own skin-tight bottoms to the side with the heel of your foot, exposing your moist nether-lips. All of the goons surrounding you give an ooh and aww of surprise.

A chorus of zippers reaches your ears as all of them start clumsily trying to get their pants off at once, leaving their hands all occupied. With another throw of your voice, Dr. Rainbow hears you shout 'Now!' in her ear.

"Merciful... rainbow... anesthesiology!!" The magical girl shouts passionately, holding her wand up in a shower of sparkles. Six thick plastic tubes shot out towards the henchmen like writhing snakes, tipped with anesthetic masks that ambushed the men from behind, clamping over their mouths before they could get their hands off their peckers and back up to defend themselves.

With a confident giggle, you hum a few bars of Brahm's lullaby. Your sonic effects can affect a person's mood, but not overwhelm or control them - you can make somebody who's already relaxed drowsy, but not put a thug to sleep in the middle of a fistfight. When combined with other methods, though, your versatile superpower can enhance the effectiveness of many other abilities.

The henchmen topple over like dominoes, and you tumble forward, rolling back up to your feet, advancing towards Smut King. Dr. Rainbow starts peppily jumping up and down, applauding you like a cheerleader. You crack your knuckles.

The cowardly supervillain pulled the bound and gagged blonde mayor to her feet and held her up in front of himself like a human shield. "Wait, wait! C'mon baby, we can draw up a new contract. I'll pay you what I was gonna pay those guys. Just-"

Before Smut King can get any further there's a sound like an approaching freight train, and a powerful wind whips past you. Mrs. Wiles disappears from Smut King's grasp so quickly that the villain looks down and gasps.

"Looks like I got here just in time," Green Streak smirks, laying the holographic mayor down and striking an aggressive pose. "Your material is no good, Smut King - so it's time to return you to the video store. In Hell." Before you or Rainbow can react, the speedster has made another near-supersonic charge, this time giving the stunned Smut King a body check that sends him flying into the flaming wreckage of the town hall behind him, where a bunch of burning debris crashes down atop him.

An electronic feminine voice resounds all around you. "Scenario: complete. Heroism rating: 94%. Most heroic participant: Nightingale."

"Yaaaaay!" Dr. Rainbow beams again and applauds rapidly. "I knew we would pass with 'flying colors', teheheheee~!"

Green Streak turns towards the two of you and gives you another one of his charming yet shark-like smiles. "Now THAT was some top-flight teamwork! Doing power moves together and everything! But," he says, his smile vanishing, "It isn't all sunshine and rainbows - there's always room for improvement. Actually in this case it is rainbows because you, Doc," he points to the colorful magical girl, "have a few things to learn. Do you know why Nightingale was so much more effective in that simulation than you were?"

"Um..." Dr. Rainbow purses her lips and then gives another winning smile, which seems to be her fall-back expression. "Because she's so smart and creative and filled with heroic spirit?"

"No, no," Green Streak admonishes her with a wave of his finger. "It's because she understands that one of the first priorities of a superheroine is to be sexy. You've got the 'cute' look down, Dr. Rainbows, that's one of the reasons I requested to mentor you, but you need to show a little bit more... commitment. I'll tell you what, girls... let me use my admin privileges a bit, extend the scenario, and see if we can't get your rating up to a perfect 100%."

"Ahem," Streak says, talking to the computer. "New scenario objective! Fast forward half an hour, the day has been saved, and we're back at the League's temporary headquarters while the main building is cleaned up after what Smut King did to it... Oh, but there's not enough rooms in the temp-HQ for everyone to have their own room. Flush with pride but still wanting to prove themselves, the two heroines show their appreciation to the a-rank hero who took down the big supervillain while they saved the hostages and help him de-stress before the next crisis."

The surroundings changed to the bland beige walls of a government building. A hatch in the floor opened, and a king-sized bed popped up, which Green Streak flopped down on (striking a pose as he landed) within a microsecond.

"Oh," Dr. Rainbow says sweetly, "You mean like with a few heat pads and a nice gentle massage?"

"Something like that." Green Streak said, beckoning her (and you) over.