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| Batguy | Jun 26 2009, 10:38 AM |
Not too shabby
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The crowd immediately turned into a tide of panicked people fleeing in every direction. A dumpster exploded and Geiger stood in the wreckage, glowing like a neon sign. "Sic 'em, boys," he growled, firing a blast at Thorn. One of the Dragons let out a howl, and as one they leapt into action. Bounding along and weaving in and out of each other's path, the Pack swarmed towards Thorn like a wolf pack taking down a deer. The heroes were equally surprised when Junk landed on Savant and began ripping parts of her armor off, absorbing it into himself. Lolrus turned to help Savant and found himself crashing to the ground under his own weight. Meanwhile, BatGuy and Ver-Man struggled in their grapple as the Jokester advanced towards Kiernan. "Are you really the Jokester?" Kiernan asked. "The one and only." "Can... Can I have your autograph? You know your show is the first show from Earth to win an intergalactic award? It's quite prestigious." The Jokester was caught off guard, and in his confusion he signed Kieran's pad and handed the stylus back. "Wh- How? When?" "Fifty years after your death," Kiernan explained. "They say genius is never appreciated in its lifetime. I grew up watching reruns of it." "Well," The Jokester replied, flattered, "I certainly-" And the Kiernan punched him in the forehead, knocking him unconscious. "You're still a criminal, though." |
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