Rocket Ruby Chaos
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Ongoing, First published Jun 26, 2026

The narrative traces the chaotic world of movie stunt work, where dangerous leaps onto rockets and full-scale cafeteria brawls are just part of the job. These chapters reveal a crew navigating on-set mayhem, from preparing elaborate birthday parties that end in spectacular falls to attempting elaborate museum heists. When the Bad Guys find themselves accused of stealing a candy replica, Mr. Shark’s quick thinking as a lawyer turns the tables on their pursuer. A darkly comedic struggle unfolds as these characters push boundaries, threatening to expose false statements and outwit those who try to trap them.
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