[u][b]Detroit, Michigan. Yesterday, 12PM[/b][/u]

[color=0072bc][i][b]Gotcha![/b][/i][/color] Junkyard thought as he fired off one last ball of ferrous trash.

[color=aba000]"Ignorant [b]fool[/b], haven't you [b]realized[/b] that [b]won't work[/b] by now? My suit's point defense system [b]HAS[/b] no blind spots!"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"Maybe so..."[/color], Junkyard said, [color=0054a6]"...but [b]you[/b] do!"[/color]

The Prismatic Man pitched himself forward- and refused to move. [color=aba000]"[b]What?[/b] What's going on? It's [b]like[/b] my [b]legs[/b] have been-"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"[b]Frozen in place?[/b] You can thank the [b]slag[/b] covering most of your [b]legs[/b] for [b]that![/b]"[/color]

[color=aba000]"But [b]how!?[/b] It [b]should[/b] have worked! My suit was [b]perfect![/b]"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"A little [b]too[/b] perfect, I think you'll find! That [b]heat shielding[/b] on your legs meant you didn't even [b]notice[/b] the [b]liquefied metal[/b] splashing [b]all over[/b] your [b]suit[/b] until you were already [b]immobilized![/b] Your [b]technical genius[/b] was your [b]own undoing[/b], Prismatic Man!"[/color]

[color=aba000]"[b]NOOOOOOOO![/b]"[/color], The Prismatic Man shouted as the police apprehended his henchmen, [color=aba000]"My plan was [b]foolproof![/b]"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"[b]Foolproof[/b], yes, but I think you'll find that [b]JUNKYARD[/b] is no fool! As soon as your suit's [b]battery[/b] runs down, it's [b]off[/b] to [b]jail[/b] for [b]you![/b]"[/color]

[color=aba000]"[b]Blast you[/b], Junkyard! The [b]world[/b] hasn't [b]heard[/b] the [b]last[/b] of [b]PRISMATIC MAN![/b]"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"Oh, [b]trust me[/b], I think you'll be [b]heard[/b]... by a [b]jury of your peers![/b] [b]Take[/b] him [b]away[/b], boys!"[/color]