The Hero Arrives (Open/Active)
Characters: Static, Anyone interested
Content: Our hero wides up in a very strange place with no clue how he got here...so, you know, the usual
Setting: Just past the Joutenheim gate
Time: early afternoonish
Warnings: none
Static was flying across the city as usual, Bang Baby activity had been pretty low lately and he was starting to wonder if maybe it was a holiday he hadn't heard about. He chuckled at that idea and pulled out his Shock-Box, "Hey Gear, any activity on your side of the city?" He waited for his friend to reply but all he got was silence. Frowning he pressed the 'talk' button again, "Rich? You there man?"
Silence…static…that was never a good sign. Static turned in midair, planning on heading for the side of the city Gear was supposed to be on, "Man you better just be distracted by something shiny," he grumbled. He had a bad feeling about this and he couldn't shake it as he flew across town. Static was so occupied with his worries that he didn't even seem to notice he was no longer flying over Dakota…or any city really. It was by mere chance that he realized and slammed on the "brakes" nearly tumbling off his disc in the process just before crashing into a large structure that appeared to be a gate. "Whoa! What the---," he looked around.
His eyes widened as he realized Dakota had suddenly disappeared and instead a different place loomed before him. Static hovered in the air just staring in silence. When he finally did get the ability to speak back he had to open and shut his mouth a few times before getting out, "Where the heck am I? Man, you turn your back for one second and they're remodeling the city." He knew this was no joking matter though, he had no idea where he was or how he had gotten here. He'd time traveled a few times but this didn't look like the future he'd been too and it certainly wasn't the past (then again he'd never been too good at history).
The young hero turned his attention to the ground, looking for people. There was a person standing by the gate and Static flew down to them, surely they would know something, "'scuse me. Care to help a guy out?" The person looked up with a rather creepy blank smile, "Welcome," they said, "To Paixao. Name please"
Static wasn't sure if they meant his real name which he certainly wasn't going to give so he figured, why not, and replied, "Static." He glanced back at the large gate he had nearly crashed into, it was huge and actually kind of intimidating. Static turned back to address the person with more questions but they had moved on. "Well nice talkin' with you too," he muttered. He realized the person had put something in his hand, an electronic device that kind of reminded him of a PDA or something Richie would build. Not quite sure what to do with it he tucked it into an inner pocket and tossed his flying disk onto the ground. He wasn't sure what to make of all this but the best way was to fly right? "There's gotta be someone here with more answers than the pod person back there, even Batman has more emotion than that," he muttered before taking off, not flying too high just yet.
Content: Our hero wides up in a very strange place with no clue how he got here...so, you know, the usual
Setting: Just past the Joutenheim gate
Time: early afternoonish
Warnings: none
Static was flying across the city as usual, Bang Baby activity had been pretty low lately and he was starting to wonder if maybe it was a holiday he hadn't heard about. He chuckled at that idea and pulled out his Shock-Box, "Hey Gear, any activity on your side of the city?" He waited for his friend to reply but all he got was silence. Frowning he pressed the 'talk' button again, "Rich? You there man?"
Silence…static…that was never a good sign. Static turned in midair, planning on heading for the side of the city Gear was supposed to be on, "Man you better just be distracted by something shiny," he grumbled. He had a bad feeling about this and he couldn't shake it as he flew across town. Static was so occupied with his worries that he didn't even seem to notice he was no longer flying over Dakota…or any city really. It was by mere chance that he realized and slammed on the "brakes" nearly tumbling off his disc in the process just before crashing into a large structure that appeared to be a gate. "Whoa! What the---," he looked around.
His eyes widened as he realized Dakota had suddenly disappeared and instead a different place loomed before him. Static hovered in the air just staring in silence. When he finally did get the ability to speak back he had to open and shut his mouth a few times before getting out, "Where the heck am I? Man, you turn your back for one second and they're remodeling the city." He knew this was no joking matter though, he had no idea where he was or how he had gotten here. He'd time traveled a few times but this didn't look like the future he'd been too and it certainly wasn't the past (then again he'd never been too good at history).
The young hero turned his attention to the ground, looking for people. There was a person standing by the gate and Static flew down to them, surely they would know something, "'scuse me. Care to help a guy out?" The person looked up with a rather creepy blank smile, "Welcome," they said, "To Paixao. Name please"
Static wasn't sure if they meant his real name which he certainly wasn't going to give so he figured, why not, and replied, "Static." He glanced back at the large gate he had nearly crashed into, it was huge and actually kind of intimidating. Static turned back to address the person with more questions but they had moved on. "Well nice talkin' with you too," he muttered. He realized the person had put something in his hand, an electronic device that kind of reminded him of a PDA or something Richie would build. Not quite sure what to do with it he tucked it into an inner pocket and tossed his flying disk onto the ground. He wasn't sure what to make of all this but the best way was to fly right? "There's gotta be someone here with more answers than the pod person back there, even Batman has more emotion than that," he muttered before taking off, not flying too high just yet.