Ladies and Gentlemen...Johnny Blaze!

[cursedrider]

OOM The SoBe dome is proud to present the "TouchDown Jump" starring everyone's favorite daredevil, Johnny Blaze!

Milliways has seen it's fair share of patrons dressed oddly.

So maybe the man in the snazzy white jumpsuit with his name emblazoned on the back won't cause a stir. Then again, if you're at all familiar with motocross (in at least

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[fortunateking]

The last thing you'd expect to see when landing yourself in some strange, new place that you've never seen before is a tiger, right?

Right?

Wrong!

Johnny, there's a tiger staring at you.

[cursedrider]

Johnny is "Mr. Invincible." He eats fear for breakfast and then some.

Still though.

Making a half turn, Johnny Blaze jumps "Jeezus!"

[fortunateking]

Tiger's heard of him!

"No," he says, or not!says. "I am King Tiger."

[cursedrider]

It occurs to Johnny, that perhaps, just perhaps he's finally lost his mind. Still though.

After the initial shock wears off, he scratches the back of his head, a slow grin forming, ".....cool."

Hey. He needs a tiger.

"....Anamatronic?" Johnny studies the creature intently, "....Somethin' for one of those kiddy shows?"

[gone_byebye]

Ray looks up from where he's reading his carefully covered and neutral-looking copy of the Dune Encyclopedia. "Oh, you're new," he says to the guy in the jumpsuit. "Hi there."

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Pause, "...New? No." Johnny waves a hand, "Least I didn't think I was. I've been to the Dome before." Hell, he's performed here before.

"....Oh you mean this bar?" Johnny grins sheepishly, "I guess I am. I thought they put all the bars on the main concourse?"

[gone_byebye]

"They probably did. The door's a little weird," says Ray. He's in civilian clothes himself- Green Lantern shirt, cargo pants. "Which way did you come in from, exactly?"

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"The uh-" Johnny notes the shirt and wonders why people haven't swamped him askin' for autographs yet, "The SoBe dome. I arrived for the touch down jump?"

Pause. Why the hell haven't you recognized me?

Instead, he extends his hand, deciding to make the first move, "....Johnny Blaze."

[didntseeit]

The thing is, Ajedrez is likable. She is curvy and bouncy and likeable, and part of the whole being likable is being helpful with a smile.

Or, at least trying to be helpful.

So, she glances up from where she was reading at a table, and smiles at him.

"Took a wrong turn?"

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[THIS INTERNET BEBE IS FOR YOU]

Johnny doesn't know what's more bizzare. The fact that his dressing room had turned into a bar, or the fact that-

Roxanne

Bathed in the golden glow of a summer afternoon she stood in the tentflap and waved at him, "Ready to go Johnny?"

Sitting in a crowded stand, hands over her eyes, peeking through her fingers as she watched him work

Johnny's mouth might be open. Ever hear the expression, "You've got one of those faces that remind people of that "Someone?"

"......Roxanne?"

[didntseeit]

Ajedrez pauses, long fingers stilling in the middle of shutting her book.

"Senor?"

[cursedrider]

Johnny swallows No

Wishful thinking.

The happy thoughts die and his face reverts to it's morose expression, "....Sorry. I'm sorry ma'am. You looked like someone I..." He sighs, "Someone I knew. Guess I did take a wrong turn."

[talkback]

Chase replies absently from his chair, not really looking at the entrant.

"Bar at the end of the universe, type of thing."

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"...A bar at the end of the what?"

Johnny scratches the back of his head, "That doesn't make any sense son."

You might recognize the voice. Then again you might not. The Suit however is trademarked.

[talkback]

Chase gives one of those full bodied sighs that only a teenager can give. You know the ones where the legs go up and down, the shoulders rotate, and the eyes roll back. Most people would assume someone was having an epileptic seizure, unless they knew teens.

"Look, it's simple, right, bar at the end of-"

At this point he's finely looked at the talker, and his mouth has dropped open, as his brain tries desperately to catch up.

"You're Johnny Blaze."

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Oh boy. A fan.

Johnny grins, "That's right."

The suit right? all he's missing is his pimp cane and hat, "Always nice to meet a fan."

[shortofcrazy]

The lo mein noodles slither off Riley's fork halfway to his mouth, unnoticed.

[cursedrider]

Now here's the tricky thing about this situation.

The Tricky thing is that Johnny is in fact a celebrity, and used to people making faces at him.

It's the suit.

So-he offers a slow smile and grins, "....It's the suit right? S'nothin' without the helmet."

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Riley sets down his fork and he starts to grin. "Ben-- Ben, what the hell's up with the jumpsuit and the accent? It's, uh, it's ... something else."

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Johnny frowns, "....Ben-"

He shakes his head, "I think you might have me confused with someone else." He nods slowly, "I'm Johnny. Johnny Blaze?"