WHO: The Condiment King, Cleric John Preston
WHERE: A fast food place near the police station no really
WHEN: March 1st afternoon
WARNINGS: PUNS and emotional blankness.
SUMMARY: Condiment King has had time to get used to the City and decides it's about time he started his reign of spicy terror by robbing a fast food joint. Cleric Preston is there
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When the ... action ... begins, he's staring at the list of things he's supposed to order, and looks up in time to catch the mustard assault. ... Well this is.. new. After a moment of sharing a common thread of humanity with the other patrons and just staring in incredulous confusion, Preston puts his phone away and steps over.]
Stop.
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What pea-on dares interrupt the Condiment King? [He hops down off the counter, raising one hand clenched into a fist.] If you get salty with me, be prepared to taste my saucy fury!
[And he fires a stream of ketchup at Preston's face.]
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[ ........ Anyway, he looks back up. ]
I am a police officer. Put down your weapon and place your hands on the counter.
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Aww skittles.
[He shook his head and reminded himself - just one cop, and he was from Gotham, he could take this guy. YEAH.]
You won't steak me in so easily, cop! Try this on for supersize!
[Next is that mustard gun. SPLORTCH.]
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