CupcakeSlam

CupcakeSlam, also called Cupcake, is an experimental clone created with a piece of Rocket Slug's hair and a fake eyelash. The experiment to create her went horribly wrong, resulting in less of a clone and more of, well, a disaster.

Background
Rocket Slug and her friend Lexi sat beneath a holographic palm tree. While the ground was covered in snow, the two stayed warm beneath the holographic tree, pretending they were on some tropical vacation and not sitting on the ground in the dead of winter.

As the two girls sat peacefully, the ringing of Lexi's cell phone broke the silence. "Hello?" she answered, waiting impatiently. Mm-hm... yes. Okay, okay! I will be right there! Apologies!"

"What's up?" RS asked.

"It was my mother. I have to go do my chores, because I made a promise that I would do them before I came here," Lexi said plainly. "I hate to leave, but I will be right back! Chores are important. Bye." She waved goodbye to her friend, closing the backyard gate behind her.

Rocket Slug sighed. "Well, that leaves me all by myself... nothing to do." She pulled out her phone for some mindless entertainment, scrolling through social media and waiting patiently. Why couldn't Lexi have done her chores before coming over?

About forty-five minutes passed. RS felt her eyes glaze over, almost asleep, until the backyard gate swung open loudly.

"Hello!" Lexi said. "I'm sorry about that."

"All good. Glad you're back."

The princess smiled and sat down. "While I was vacuuming the driveway, I had an idea, actually."

RS felt her ears perk up. "Oh?"

"Why not make clones of ourselves to do our chores? We just need some deoxyribonucleic acid- er, DNA - and then-"

"Lexi, you're a genius!" Rocket beamed. "Do you know how much time it takes to do chores? That's time I could be spending doing much more productive things, like schoolwork or sleeping or taking care of myself. Y'know, that kind of stuff."

"Right."

"So I'm gonna go get some scrap metal and my toolbox so we can get started!" RS replied, standing up. "Be right back."

The girls got to work designing and building a device that could properly achieve their goal of successful cloning.

After about two hours, they had done it. An awesome device dubbed the "Clone 3000" stood before them, a behemoth of knob and levers and buttons. Somehow improbable given the materials they had used on hand, the machine loomed over the two girls, unaware of the potential such a device had. Was it going to fully accomplish their hopes and dreams, or go up in flames as some massive disaster? Only time would tell. RS pulled some levers, twisted some knobs, punched in some buttons, and stood back. She then dropped in a feather and one of her fake eyelashes, which somehow made the machine buzz and shake vigorously. The machine then recited mechanically:

"PLEASE TYPE IN A NAME"

Rocket Slug took over the controls and randomly punched in "Slam a Cupcake", which the machine read as, "CupcakeSlam."

The machine shook and clattered again, and a dark purple penguin stepped out from the fog. She wad wearing a white-and-black striped jacket and a black shirt beneath. Her long skirt blew in the breeze, and her black-and-white striped leggings showed off her thin bird legs.

"DID IT WORK?!?" Lexi and RS exclaimed in unison.

The purple figure stepped closer to RS and sighed.

"Will you do my chores?" asked RS nervously.

The purple figure blinked, then rolled her eyes. "Shut'yo mouth! I don't wanna do dose 'chores' of yohs. They sound borin'. I wanna see dose Big Balls. Now dat is interestin' stuff." She waddled off.

Rocket Slug fainted and Lexi looked up at her. "So, when can I have a clone?"

Involvement
Her favorite activity is dressing up as Hat Pop, and spray-painting all over the Clubb Phengin Weekee.

Trivia

 * Big Balls terrify her.
 * Despite her name, she is allergic to cupcakes.