Wrote this up quickly, feel free to judge.
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The clear white moon shined in the clear black night over the city as GAFMan sat in front of his computer, preparing to turn on his PC and fire up his PS2 emulator. It was a slow day for crime today, since the only trouble he had to deal with was a derailment. Few lives were lost in the wake of the disaster however, which is something he strives for. Suddenly, the GAF-Phone began to ring, but after a long day of rest, GAFMan wanted nothing to do with crime and proceeded to play one of his all-time favorite videogames.
The GAF-Phone's blaring slowly became louder and louder, and at last distracted GAFMan from his game session. "I'll never finish Godhand at this rate..." he thought to himself as he marched over to pick up the phone.
"GAFMan here, what's the problem?"
"Finally!" Mayor Evilore shouted. "I was busy working on the budget for the search and rescue team, but one of The Necroposter's minions began wreaking havoc in the city!"
GAFMan rubbed his temples; The Necroposter was a villain that was near impossible to bring down, due to the sheer number of followers he has in his employ. "So what did he have his mook do this time, Mayor?"
"It's awful. He began plastering posters of beautiful women all over the city in a violation of our "No Hot Women" law. Can you believe it? I mean, why would you need to do that when you could just go on the internet?"
GAFMan had long questioned how that law had passed. He was even against it, but was willing to help enforce the law any way he could. "Don't worry, Mayor. You can believe in GAFMan."