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[redlooksgood]

[The communicator turns on and a vision in red appears. Well, less vision and more like scowling lady in sunglasses.]

Hero. Cute. Not exactly original, but seeing as I've been kidnapped by a crazy lady in a machine I suppose I can't be too picky. I just hope no one expects to see me running around in spandex anytime soon.

[That image makes her grin slightly, or grimace. It's hard to tell with her sometimes.]

So, as informative as these little pamphlets are --

[With her free hand she waves them about right before shoving them in the nearest trashcan.]

--I'd really like to get the extended version on why I'm once again playing Dudley Do-Right for people I don't even know, because I'm really not the kind of "hero" a city wants, needs, or deserves.

[So much sighing]

When I said I needed a vacation I was thinking more along the lines of sunny beaches and scantily clad tourists.

Comments

[redlooksgood]

Because I'm friends with all the Scots in New York, or whatever the hell they call this place.

The City is a stupid name.

[Sigh]

True. Plus, with all you heroes around who's to say I'll need to step in and clean up any messes?

[datglass]

Not everyone's a hero here, lass.

[redlooksgood]

So you've mentioned.

Wait, you're talking masked villains aren't you? This place just get weirder and weirder.

[datglass]

Cannae have masked heroes waeout the baddies to go alongside, now can ya?

[redlooksgood]

I don't recall that being a choice when I was given the whole hero spiel.

[datglass]

Why else would people like us be here? I dinnae fancy wearing capes.

[redlooksgood]

Clearly this machine has her wires crossed.

[datglass]

Oh, but who really minds it? They get to play heroes and we get our cash. Or whatever it is we fancy.

[redlooksgood]

Right now I fancy a drink; this is all giving me a headache.

[datglass]

Better yet, invest in a few bottles.

[redlooksgood]

I'll do that.