58th Inning

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A mysterious man dressed in blue stands upon a streetlamp, perched with a mighty pose, a striking image of inspiration! Mayfield can rest safely, knowing their streets are being patrolled by... BONK BOY!

Wait, no. Bonk MAN. Though that doesn't exactly have a good ring to it. Whatever. We'll work on the name later.

The very obvious unknown

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[bye_to_yer_head]

*An unsuspecting citizen is walking right into danger! With a donut in one hand and holding a busted tire in the other, Sniper is making his way to the dumpster which is inconveniently a block away from the shop who designed this place? Thoroughly absorbed in munching away at that thing, mmmm maple bar, Sniper is UNAWARE that trouble lurks around every corner!

He could be hit by a car! He could be mugged! Shot! Stabbed! A laser directed at him from the moon could fire at any moment!! Better save him. Just in case.*

[freakinblur]

[Scout leaps down from the nearest rooftop, right next to Sniper.]

Look out! This alley's dark 'n' dangerous! Anyone could be lurkin' in that dumpster!

[bye_to_yer_head]

*This damsel mercenary in distress does not take well to people suddenly appearing right next to him. Even if they are dressed like four year olds. The tire falls to the ground, but the donut is saved, priorities. Not to mention he jumps about 10 feet when he realizes that Scout is RIGHT NEXT TO HIM.*

Strewth! What th' hell are you doin' Scout!

... What... What th' hell are you wearin'?

*He feels like he's had to ask that a lot in Mayfield. First Medic, now Scout. What is WITH this place?*

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Hey, sup. I'm a superhero 'r somethin' now. I mean, I got all this shit in the mail. [He indicates the mask and gun, and matching Bonk bat.] Seems like they went together, ya know?

[bye_to_yer_head]

And is yer superpower t' never stop talkin'?

*He picks up an edge of the cape and looks at it.*

Is this a towel?

*Okay... Scout, you are ridiculous and well.. he might be smiling just a little bit.*

[freakinblur]

Yeah. I confuse my enemies that way. [He rolls his eyes, but draws out the matching pistol and bat from his bag.] I got these in the mail, along with the mask. Figured I'd have some fun. And hey, this mad a good cape in a pinch, awright?

[bye_to_yer_head]

That's not a bad gun.

*Of course that's what Sniper focuses on.*

Can you get bullets fer this thing here?

[freakinblur]

It packs a wallop. Regular ammo's easy ta find here, unlike other stuff.

[bye_to_yer_head]

You goin' through soda withdrawls?

[freakinblur]

[he whips a can of Crit-A-Cola out from his backpack.] I still got a supply here. A little. Tryin' ta learn the fine art of rationing. [He does not look happy about this.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

It's good t' show some restraint. Part 'f th' superhero motto.

So uh.. what crimes you stoppin' today, Scout?

[freakinblur]

Oh, ya know. Super villains, rescuin' damsels in distress, savin' people from burnin' buildings... the usual.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Roight. Sure Mayfield is jus' chock full 'f burnin' buildings and damsels in distress. You.. you 'ave fun with that.

And don't sneak up on me.

[freakinblur]

Fine, fine. I'll go 'n' have all the fun for ya. Evil never rests, yada yada, and I'm off! [And he just zooms away. Feel free to pretend this never happened.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Sniper would like to pretend Scout never happened. Until Bonk Boy strikes again!*