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[Color=teal][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]D E L A W A R E :[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]July 20[SUP]th[/SUP], 2017 - 15:37 | Metro Tower - Metropolis[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/COLOR]
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Not five minutes after [i]Doctor Fate[/i], Master of Mysticism and Legendary Hero of Yesterday arrived wounded, weakened and bearing portends of impending danger... did Duncan find himself taking a snot-rocket right to the face.

[color=teal]"Yyyup, that kinda figures..."[/color] The Rookie deadpanned, wiping a big chunk of nose-grease off his brow with the back of his hand [color=teal]"I swear, nothing happens in this place without something weird hitting me in the-"[/color]

He lost his train of thought around the same time he caught sight of all the mucus he'd just wiped off [i]disappearing beneath the skin on his hand.[/i]

[color=teal][i]'Ohgodwhywhatthefuck.'[/i][/color]

He didn't have too long to worry about that one either as, true to form, some other guy in spandex showed up and everything abruptly [i]went to shit.[/i] Leaving him to stare in stunned silence as, among other things, Superman withered to anorexic size and lost most of his hair, Ravager began to [i]sag[/i] in new and terrifying ways and Toon Girl turned into something that resembled something he'd walked in on his cousin Gordon watching that one time... who then abruptly chucked a bunch of TNT at his feet and everyone else who'd been standing in Fate's spray zone.

Looking around at all the now-elderly Leaguers surrounding him, he very quickly realized that the sudden entry of dynamite to the equation was a [i]very bad thing.[/i]

[color=teal]"Shit, shit... SHITSHITSHITSHIT!"[/color] the Rookie screamed as he scrambled to pick up each stick and chuck them out the window as hard as he could, while at the same time dodging the massive, muddy mitts of the now-transformed Clayface who, true to his luck, started swinging at him at that exact moment when he couldn't safely make use of his superhuman speed without risking plowing into one of his now aged teammates and shattering them like glass. 

To his credit, the guy actually managed to get all but one out the window before it blew up. To his... opposite of that, the second he managed to get a hold of that last one, Clayface scored a hit to the back of his skull, planting the Rookie's face into the hard floor with enough force to leave a crater. Seething with frustration and just a bit of pain as he slowly extricated from the floor, the resident Canuck cast a glance to the still-lit stick of dynamite in his hand, noting with more irritation than fear that he was running pretty damned low on fuse. And if the shadow that just cast itself over him was any indication, then his viscous opponent was about ready to pummel him again while he was still down.

Our Bluenoser cast a sideways glance to the Brown Behemoth standing over him... then back to the armed explosive in his hands... then back to Monny again as he let out a sigh.

[color=teal][b]"Fuck it."[/b][/color]

And with that terse statement, the Haligonian would-be hero abruptly pushed himself off the ground with his one hand, spinning and launching himself right at Monny with speed as his other hand shot forward, intent on burying the lit boom-boom stick it carried right in the sentient mud-puddle's thick, gooey centre.

[color=teal]"Sorry, Bud! [i][b]This might sting a little![/b]"[/i][/color]

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