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![]() Dr. Karbunkle I Greasepit I Limburger's Goons Number One and Brie's Dune Rangers I Fred the Mutant ![]() Episodes Seen In:Nearly all or all A Plutarkian can get a lot done through sheer brute force, but sometimes, a more intellectual touch is called for. Sure, Greasepit and his goons are great for digging up Chicago or using extortion to take people's homes from them or attacking the Biker Mice, but let's face facts--they're all dumb as paste. It doesn't take much in the brains department to beat them (a medium-sized rock could probably stop the brain-dead buggy boys dead in their tracks). When the situation calls for more finesse or a scientific solution to the problem, Limburger calls on his sadistic sycophantic scientist, Dr. Karbunkle. Although Karbunkle's origins are uncertain (he's humanoid in appearance, but odds are Earth is not his planet of birth), it's obvious that he's one of the most intelligent beings around. One could not hope to find a sharper scientific mind in all the cosmos. His skills lie mainly in electronics and inventing devices to destroy the Windy City, but Karbunkle is also no slouch in the biology department. Following a long, well-established tradition for mad scientists, he even made an assistant for himself (Fred the Mutant) totally out of spare parts. If only he'd use his gifts for good. The only problem with Karbunkle is that he's a genius in the same way as the Nazi angel of death Dr. Mengele: he's smart but rotten to the core and totally lacking in morals. The carrot-topped savant is traitorous, opportunistic, an ass-kisser, mean-spirited, and sadistic in his love of torture. He's best known for being the vivisectionist who replaced Modo's arm and Throttle's eyes with bionic equivalents as part of a scheme to make them bionic slaves to the Plutarkians. The comic book version of Karbunkle is even more grotesque; he's revealed in it to be the one behind shredding the right side of Vinnie's face--while the young mouse was fully concious and unsedated. What's more, he's smiling the whole time he's doing it. Karbunkle is an A-1 toady. While he'd gladly leave Limburger in a heartbeat if someone were to offer him better pay, as long as he's in the services of the Big Cheese, he fawns over him with almost giddy adoration. The scientist seems unable to speak a single sentence without complimenting his boss, usually calling him something following the pattern of "your something something-ness." Generally, it's cheese, related, and he throws in some word meaning "smelly" or "stinking." For example, he's called Limburger, "your big cheesiness," "your fulsome fragrantness", "his chunky bleu cheeseiness," and even "your laughing bovineness." The irony here is that the relationship between Karbunkle and Limburger was once reversed. Well, sort of. Back on Mars, during the Plutarkian War, Karbunkle was in the employ of one of the top Plutarkians on Mars, Dominic T. Stilton, as his doctor and scientist. Limburger also worked under Stilton--as his protégé. Stilton openly criticized Limburger for his fumbling buffoonery, and Karbunkle took the cue from his boss that he could do the same. The scientist even played pranks on Limburger, like covering his human mask with glue so that it could not be removed, summoning Greasepit from Black Rock prison for Limburger instead of a real supervillain, and building Fred the Mutant instead of a truly dangerous weapon for the young fish. But when Limburger managed to capture Stilton, Karbunkle quickly switched sides to serve him instead. After the disastrous failure of Limburger's plan, Karbunkle was demoted and relocated with him, probably to Earth. Following his usual pattern, Karbunkle now fawns over Limburger and treats him like a god, and will continue to do so….until a better offer comes along. ![]() Episodes Seen In: Practically all Looking at Greasepit, one can't help but ask questions. Why does he drip grease? Where did he come from? Is he human? Is his brain made of yogurt? Does he have one at all? One of the most comic villains of "Biker Mice", Greasepit is an oil-dripping buffoon whose chief purpose on the show seems to be getting badly beaten by the Biker Mice (boy, that's a bunch of b's!). His official job is heading up Limburger's goon army. Essentially, he serves as the muscular arm of the business, reaching out into Chicago and tearing away its land and other precious resources. The goon's size, natural physical power, and endurance work well for him well in this respect. He's physically intimidating, mean-spirited, and a bully, a trait with serves him well when trying to extort land from citizens of the Windy City. But it's his stupidity that's made Greasepit famous. One gets the impression that when he leaves Limburger Tower, the sum of knowledge inside actually increases. To give you some idea, the most frequent work out of his mouth is "duh." The poor boy just isn't very bright. Although he's not too bad in the common sense department, and he's able to lead his goons effectively enough to keep the Biker Mice on their toes, Greasepit simply is not very clever. The ease with which the Biker Mice are able to trick him or find holes in his plans is stunning. Greasepit seems to have had little schooling as well, with a limited vocabulary (imagine having the intellect of a 2nd grader and trying to understand some of the stuff Limburger rolls off his tongue) and difficulty in math. For example, when Greasepit asks Limburger if he would start paying him, Limburger replied that he would double the goon's salary. As Greasepit himself said, "I used to get paid nothin'! Now I'll get twice as much!" He doesn't realize that two times zero is still zero. On one occasion, though, Greasepit did try to increase his vocabulary, with less than stellar results (he told the Biker Mice that he was going to "defoliate" them). This stupidity is almost endearing. In some ways, Greasepit is actually a pretty sweet guy. He's got no ambitions of personal power or grandiose dreams of wealth (the opposite of the treacherous Karbunkle), is extremely devoted to Limburger, doesn't complain when he's being chewed out or abused by his boss, and really doesn't want much more than a little respect (and maybe a paycheck once in a while). Greasepit does his job for the satisfaction, not for personal gain. Sometimes, it makes me feel bad to see him getting creamed by our heroes. Well, sometimes… Greasepit actually became Limburger's "main mouse mauler" as a result of a cruel trick Dr. Karbunkle played on Limburger during the time when they were on Mars. Limburger asks Karbunkle, then employed by Dominic T. Stilton, if he will bring him a supervillain from Black Rock Asteroid (where other illustrious villains like Tunnel Rat and 'Lectromag hail from). Limburger tells Stilton that he did it for him, but later, he uses Greasepit to help him overthrow his boss. In any case, Limburger gives Karbunkle a substantial amount of money to perform this service (along with getting him glue solvent so he can remove his stuck-on people mask). One would expect he would've gotten a real bruiser for his bucks. Instead, he got Greasepit. The goon slips stepping out of the Transporter, falling right out of his rather impressive supervillain costume (you don't have to cover your eyes in fear; he's got on his overalls underneath). Limburger is mortified by Karbunkle's obvious bad choice ("he had one heck of an agent" the scientist answers in defense), but has stuck with him to this very day for his unwavering loyalty (and the fact that he can be tricked out of his pay). Despite his shortcomings, the boy's apparently doing something right. LIMBURGER'S GOONS Episodes Seen In:Practically all It's a long-standing tradition, both in animation and in the real world, that every megalomaniac has a huge army of faithful warriors (or at least paid to be faithful) to fend off enemy attack and do his dirty work for him. So it's only natural that Chicago's resident megalomaniac, Lawrence Limburger, has one of his own: a huge squadron of pony-tailed goons, led by Greasepit. The only problem is that the Plutarkian didn't set the bar high enough for enrollment in his personal army. On average, Limburger's goons are complete and total idiots, although some pass right by idiocy and head straight into imbecile territory. A jar of mayonnaise with a learning disability could make it in, just so long as it has that ponytail. Is it any wonder why these guys constantly lose to the Biker Mice? The goons are not totally hopeless, however; most of them are physically strong, and are skillful drivers. They are not, however, as skilled as Brie's Dune Rangers, and lose to them whenever the two groups end up in contact. There's a definite rivalry between these two groups. So just how does one enter the field of goon-hood? Well, it's a complicated progress that probably begins with dropping out of grade school, followed by years of drinking and hard liquor. Once those difficult prerequisites are filled, it's off to Limburger's Academy of Hard Knocks, where students begin training with the weaponry they'll be utilizing as the Plutarkian's personal hit squad, as well as trying to get over that pesky fear of being turned into putty by the Biker Mice. The school's proud alumni have included an entire convention's worth of Dwayne Newton fans. Generally, Limburger's goons engage our heroes riding in large dune buggies, all well-equipped with lasers and other weaponry. Their standard uniform is a dark vest over a muscle shirt with gray pants, boots, sunglasses, and of course, a head that's bald save for the ponytail. ![]() Episodes Seen In: "The Motor City Maniac", "Academy of Hard Knocks", "Pwetty Wady", "Hit the Road, Jack" As is the case with Limburger, Napoleon Brie is in possession of a huge army of paid goons. And like Limburger's goons, these guys are paid to keep their boss safe, to dig up land, and perform any other odd jobs that need doing. The difference is that these Motor City mercenaries are a great deal more professional than their counterparts in Chicago (not only that, but they might actually get paid). The Dune Rangers, as they are known, are better trained as a whole than most of Limburger's goons, work better as a team, and tend to be a bit more intelligent. For example, during "The Motor City Maniac", the Dune Rangers take advantage of the Biker Mice's help as they attack Limburger's goons in a warehouse instead of attacking them as well to stop their foes. But the definitive feature of the Dune Rangers is that they're much more ruthless. They definitely don't shy away from using lethal force. Just look at the dune buggies they use as opposed to those of Limburger's men--theirs have a row of large lasers running along the top instead of a roll bar. And per Brie's orders, they don't just go out to stop Limburger's goons--they go out to kill them. Greasepit's cries for mercy go totally unheeded as the leader of the Rangers, the bearded and bespectacled Number One, prepares to ventilate his head (although it's probably pretty breezy between the ears already). Only Throttle's interference stops a murder from taking place. As a whole, the Rangers give no quarter to their foes, and play to win. Most of the time, however, the Biker Mice are able to defeat the Dune Rangers with just a bit more effort than they'd use for Greasepit and his thugs. ![]() Episodes Seen In: Many but not all You know, I almost feel bad putting Fred into this category. He's not really a bad guy; he just hangs out with bad company. Most of the time, he's no more dangerous with a sleeping puppy--with a loaded laser pistol lying next to it. Sure, there's the off chance that it might wake up and fire at you somehow, but the odds are pretty slim. Fred was crafted from spare parts by Dr. Karbunkle during the Plutarkian War on Mars. Limburger had asked the scientist to build him a supervillain, one that would guarantee the both of them permanent employment on Mars. Back then, Karbunkle wasn't Limburger's stooge (he was Stilton's), and got a real charge out of trying to foil whatever plan the young fish came up with. To that end, instead of putting together a real rogue, Karbunkle scraped what was left out of the barrel (I'm being metaphorical, that's not actually what he did--at least, I don't think so) and made Fred, a demented little creature barely two feet tall with no particular natural weapons or defenses, no bionic enhancements, and a brain that has a habit of popping right out of his little stapled-on cranium. His masochistic tendencies tend to put Limburger and his men more at risk than the Martian mice Fred was created to deal with. Not exactly what Limburger had in mind, if you get my drift. Although he's not worth much as a supervillain, Fred does have his uses. Karbunkle frequently uses him as the subject of his experiments (Fred was a living test tube for the Toxic Goo in "A Mouse and His Motorcycle"), which Fred enjoys to no end. The more painful, the better, in his book. Limburger also utilizes Fred as his personal chauffeur, despite the obvious danger of having someone who's just dying to get hurt be the person you trust to get you where you want to go safely . On occasion, he's deliberately driven Limburger's limo right into the fray, trying with all his might to get them hit. This does make him a good bodyguard, however, as he'll gladly push his employer out of the way so he himself can get hit. Fred also served as the narrator of "Back to Mars", taking an acid bath as he reminded the viewers of what came before. Most of the time, however, Fred just hangs around Limburger Tower, always underfoot. He's happiest there, getting stepped on, squished under elevators, or, best of all, getting crushed during the periodic destruction of the building. This little guy isn't evil. He just knows that there's a better chance he'll end up in grueling agony if he stays with Limburger and the gang. Main
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