Bullseye > Tommy what? [COMPLETE]
WHO: Tommy, Bullseye
WHERE: Idk, somewhere in the city.
WHEN: Friday, November 21st- beginning of the night? Fffffffff too many things happening to night.
WHAT: Tommy gets beaten by Bullseye.
FORMAT: Para-form
WARNINGS: BUSTED KNEECAPS ♥ More seriously, violence and swearing
For a while already, every time Tommy saved someone, he wasn't satisfied. He had been thinking about it for a while and finally came to a conclusion about why and thus decided he would try out his theory about it tonight.
He was running around the city (not at top speed, mind you) in his Speed costume, trying to find someone (preferably someone who looked like they had money) to save from a burglar.
It didn't take long and about two minutes later he was making a regular bad guy flee from some random back alley.
Tommy smiled as the woman kept thanking him.
"Is there anything I can do to thank you?"
There, the magic sentence. "Now that you're asking..."
"Yes?" She looked happy he answered.
"If you had fifty dollars, it would be very helpful."
She stopped smiling and stared at him as if he was completely crazy.
"Well, police officers were getting paid to do what I just did and I do need to eat." He explained, grinning, as if it was the most normal thing to ask.
The woman scuffed and looked through her purse before leaving him two bills and walking away quickly. Tommy looked at them - thirty dollars. Not so bad. If it always worked like that, he really was going to quit his job. And he was feeling way better about saving that woman than anyone else before.
He looked at the bills, facing the dilemma about the fact his spandex suit didn't have any pockets for the money.
WHERE: Idk, somewhere in the city.
WHEN: Friday, November 21st- beginning of the night? Fffffffff too many things happening to night.
WHAT: Tommy gets beaten by Bullseye.
FORMAT: Para-form
WARNINGS: BUSTED KNEECAPS ♥ More seriously, violence and swearing
For a while already, every time Tommy saved someone, he wasn't satisfied. He had been thinking about it for a while and finally came to a conclusion about why and thus decided he would try out his theory about it tonight.
He was running around the city (not at top speed, mind you) in his Speed costume, trying to find someone (preferably someone who looked like they had money) to save from a burglar.
It didn't take long and about two minutes later he was making a regular bad guy flee from some random back alley.
Tommy smiled as the woman kept thanking him.
"Is there anything I can do to thank you?"
There, the magic sentence. "Now that you're asking..."
"Yes?" She looked happy he answered.
"If you had fifty dollars, it would be very helpful."
She stopped smiling and stared at him as if he was completely crazy.
"Well, police officers were getting paid to do what I just did and I do need to eat." He explained, grinning, as if it was the most normal thing to ask.
The woman scuffed and looked through her purse before leaving him two bills and walking away quickly. Tommy looked at them - thirty dollars. Not so bad. If it always worked like that, he really was going to quit his job. And he was feeling way better about saving that woman than anyone else before.
He looked at the bills, facing the dilemma about the fact his spandex suit didn't have any pockets for the money.