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Flying Stag had adapted to the new world in record time. He didn't care for technology, but when he had to get around he used his last known relative's beat up old truck. It was an eighties model and only had one headlight, so Stag had to drive it during the daytime to avoid getting arrested. He saw how the world had changed, now with more than just white Europeans running around America. The guy in the passengers seat in his truck snoring was Hector, a somewhat pale young man with shaggy hair. A few weeks ago Hector made himself known to the Super Chief during a casino fire on a nearby reservation. He calls himself the Silver Scarab. Surely the two of them had the power and morals to be accepted into the Justice League sooner than later.

"Hector...? Hector are you hungry? I was thinking about stopping somewhere for food...." Stag said to the other guy as the truck passed a road sign.

Hector groggily stirred from his sleep as it took a moment for Stag's words to be fully comprehended by Hector's groggy mind. He rose from his contorted sleeping position against the window and gave a loud yawn before answering Stag's question.

"I could go for some grub." Hector said patting his stomach to emphasize his point. "What time is it? You ever tried pancakes?" Hector asked curiously as he stared out the window for a moment to check where the sun was and to see if it was clearly too late for a breakfast menu at a small diner or McDonalds along the road.

"I've been in this new world for awhile now, Standing Bear showed me many things. I like Burger King over McDonalds, don't care for 'football', and I find computers too complicated. However, we will try and find you pancakes my friend..." Super Chief explained.

They had passed another road sign on the highway.

Gotham - 76 miles
Metropolis - 112 miles
Albany - 43 miles


"I look forward to seeing this 'Mohawk River'..." Stag continued, "There's a food exit up ahead, any of those look good to you Hector?" he asked.

~KL~
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"Let's stick around Albany for a bit. Who knows, maybe we'll come across some Kobra commandos or some monster... thing out there." Hector speculated as he imagined the two of them on the front page of time magazine.

"Have you heard of the HIVE? I can't believe men go around dressing like bees and buzzing around a woman with bad hair..." Stag mentioned jokingly.

Hector paused for a moment as he thought Stag was serious about his description of HIVE but began chuckling a little as he caught on to Stag's humor.

"Last time I heard about HIVE was when they were out in Star City. Speaking of bees how about we get ourselves some diner food. I could really go for those pancakes I was talking about earlier." Hector suggested as he began looking down the road at the exit as a small town came into view.

"Sound like a plan Stag ol' pal?" Hector asked as he sat back in his seat. "How 'bout there. I'll bet that place has pancakes." he said pointing at a 50's styled diner just down the long highway road.

As the pickup truck pulled into the parking lot of the diner, Hector took out his wallet to check his current financial situation. Things didn't look very good but Hector was sure he had enough to get the two of them breakfeast. The duo walked into the diner and sat at a booth where an older waitress came by and unethusatically asked for their orders to which Hector ordered the two of them some pancakes. The diner was a decent looking place, doing a good job of capturing the 50's vibe quite effortlessly though that was probably because none of it's appliances had been updated since then. As Hector and Stag sat in their booth a man in what looked like a skin tight teal costume with a leaking gun of somesort walked into the diner calmly with a smug smirk on his masked face.
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The man in the awful suit with the dripping ketchup gun looked like something off of a Saturday morning cartoon from decades' past. He looked around the mostly empty all day breakfast diner and then backhanded a pie rack off of the bar counter. The man looked around to see if anyone was watching, as if he really needed an audience. With his ridiculous ketchup gun and condiment backpack he couldn't have weighed more than one hundred and fifty pounds. Still, an old lady, a slightly pregnant teenager, and a senior citizen cook weren't gonna put up much of a fight.

Flying Stag was sitting at the booth with Hector as the scene went on. The goofy looking man began preaching on and on about how all day breakfast was making it hard for an up and comer to get a fast food chain going. He complained about the president some, talked smack about Burger Queen, but then he screwed up big time. While the cook was occupied with what was going on, the pie rack in the floor and busted all to pieces, the boys' pancakes began to burn. Unknown to most of the patrons the emergency switch to spray fires was broken. It had been for years, and for this long the family owned business got by just fine.

"There's a fire quick...!" the cook began to shout as the man in the suit pointed his gun at the pregnant girl.

"Nobody's going ANYWHERE! Before I forget, gimme everything in the register grandma. NOW!" the teal clad criminal screamed.

"B..Bu.. But we've only made forty-two dollars so far today..?" the woman pleaded.

"Oh for the love of..." the Condiment King began to respond before noticing Jon Flying Stag was now right behind him.



"I'm sorry I didn't get up sooner, are you okay miss?" Stag asked the pregnant girl crouching for cover behind a table chair and extending his hand.

"Hector... I think the fire was the pancakes." Stag stated, "If you want to call the authorities, we will hang around for awhile. I don't think he could get up from that if he wanted to, but just in case..." Flying Stag began to say to the elder woman before crushing the ketchup gun under his boot.

~KL~
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"Oh for the love of-" Hector stopped himself from finishing the sentence as he got to his feet. He was a little sad that it was his food that was burning but he was happy nonetheless that Stag had gotten the... well whatever this guy was, before he had a chance fire his weapon at the teen though Hector wondered how much damage the gun could have actually done.

With a decent amount of vigour, Hector made his way around the serving bar and back into the kitchen where his and Stag's pancakes were burning away and beginning to spread to some near by tea towels. Hector sighed a little as he summoned part of his scarab armour onto his arm and created a large dome construct that he used to enclose the flaming objects. Through force of will the dome began to shrink until all was left of the fire was some uncooked batter and ash. Hector shook his head thinking of how it was a waste of perfectly good batter before walking back to the commons area, making sure to retract his armour before going back out. However, Hector's arm was now streak with batter as the armour had been covered in it and made its way back up his arm and into his spine.

"Fire's out." Hector reported as he got one of the napkins off of his table and wiped as much of the batter off of his arm as he could.
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