Captain Hammer (
yesterdays_hero) wrote in
genessia2013-11-27 12:51 am
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I'll give him a PIZZA MY MIND ROFLMHOOMGLOLOLOLOL
WHO: Captain Hammer, OPEN!
WHAT: Hammer's organized a little meet 'n greet over pizza, his treat. What a nice superhero!
WHEN: November 27, 2013 - 7:00 p.m.
WHERE: Geraldi's Pizzeria - Genessia City
NOTES: Both prose and [action] tags are fine! There's also no pose order. GO NUTS. Don't forget to add your tag!
There's something very inviting about a pizza parlor. The combination of spices never fails to set a man's stomach to grumbling, and Captain Hammer is no exception. He's arrived twenty minutes early to put down an order for three extra large pies, figuring that would probably be enough to feed the ones who responded to his proposition. And if more arrive, they'll just order a few more pizzas.
He figured this was a good way for the people stuck in this weird little dump to know who they could befriend (each other) and who they could rely on to punch villains in the face (and that would be him).
The pizzas were set out on a long, high table ringed by barstools. There were plates, napkins, forksfor the weak, a basket of breadsticks, a pitcher of root beer on one end, and a pitcher of real beer on the other. Hammer himself was perched on one of the barstools, enjoying a slice of pizza heaped with pepperoni and olives. One boot rested on the floor, the other was hooked on the lowermost rung of his barstool.
WHAT: Hammer's organized a little meet 'n greet over pizza, his treat. What a nice superhero!
WHEN: November 27, 2013 - 7:00 p.m.
WHERE: Geraldi's Pizzeria - Genessia City
NOTES: Both prose and [action] tags are fine! There's also no pose order. GO NUTS. Don't forget to add your tag!
There's something very inviting about a pizza parlor. The combination of spices never fails to set a man's stomach to grumbling, and Captain Hammer is no exception. He's arrived twenty minutes early to put down an order for three extra large pies, figuring that would probably be enough to feed the ones who responded to his proposition. And if more arrive, they'll just order a few more pizzas.
He figured this was a good way for the people stuck in this weird little dump to know who they could befriend (each other) and who they could rely on to punch villains in the face (and that would be him).
The pizzas were set out on a long, high table ringed by barstools. There were plates, napkins, forks

That was awful. Just awful.
With little decorum, Karina plopped her butt on the seat and helped herself. Walking all that way was exhausting. Her past with rural living had made her so used to walking everywhere that she had completely blanked out on the connection between cities and taxis, a service she'd no doubt make use of once she got her thoughts in order.
"'Ning. (Is he a real superhero?)"
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"Hemmph. I'ummm Rumphy, Nice toummm meeeepht yoouu." She'll say with a full mouth. She's charming, she swears.
I'm surPIEsed you didn't enjoy it! D:
She didn't appear to be particularly dangerous or evil, so that was one more face he could put on his 'do not punch' list. The more who appeared on that list, the better.
Now to see if anyone who actually needed a heroic beating dared to show his face.
"And who might you be?"
Re: I'm surPIEsed you didn't enjoy it! D:
"Karina", she said, eyeing both of them. She gave a slight smile at Ruby's voracity. Reminds her of a certain blonde-haired glutton she knew back home, with a similar ability to really put things away.
She liked Captain Hammer too, even if he was a bit cheesy. (lol!) Like he'd never expect much of her or sweep her off her feet, or something. Ooh, that gave her a brilliant idea to stir the pot (OR THE OVEN, LOL!)
She eyed Ruby, then Hammer. "So like, are you two dating?"
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"Dating? NoIdon'tevenknowhim.Wejusttalkedonceoverthecommunicator!arepeoplesayingthat?OhmygodwhatamIgoingtotellYang."
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Though she doesn't have much of an opinion when it comes to pizza, she admits it does smell good and inviting in this place. The smell of pizza was all to familiar for Sofia, having lived near an Italian pizzaria in New York in her youth. The smell of melted cheese brought back memories.
"Reminds me of home..."
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"Where are you from, miss...?" he prompted.
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"In one of many quintillion New York cities in the multiverse" She responded with a curl on her lip, sitting one seat away from Hammer.
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"I'm from L.A. myself. Captain Hammer," he introduced himself, offering a gloved hand.
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Now that she's there, she's sitting at the end of the table making new friends and socializing--haha, no. It looks like she's already stumbled across the library and already has a book open in front of her while occasionally pausing to take a small bite of the pizza slice on the table beside her.
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Try that book next.
"Aren't you worried you might get pizza grease on the pages?" Captain Hammer asked, pouring himself a glass of beer before easing another slice of pizza onto his plate.
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Take this Hammer guy for instance.
"Not really." As if to prove her point, she picked up her slice of pizza and took another small bite before setting it down and carefully wiped any such grease off of her fingers on a napkin beside the plate and turning the next page. She glanced over the top of the book. "I've had plenty of practice at doing this."
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"So... What's this one about?"
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"It's a book of poems. This one's about a sailor who wound up stranded at sea after accidentally cursing his ship."
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This kid kept to herself and prefers to read a book in a social gathering? It's like looking in the mirror, Sofia thought. She doesn't have a book of her own, any reading material she has is in her smartphone which doesn't feel the same as reading things in a hard-bound book.
Sofia just continued to observe Blake while having some tea, since she isn't the type to start conversations either.
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She's interrupted in her people watching by the familiar sensation of eyes on her, and for a second there it's almost like one side of her bow twitches a little in Sofia's direction before she turns her head slightly to spot the woman lookng her way.
"Yes?"
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The Weiss in this headspace just Schneezed.
Oh, so you've got a Weiss, eh? /LOOMS
Thinking of sending her here. Still not sure if that is a Weiss decision
But look at all the castmates. We're at, like, 75% completion right now
Cuz I want to play against a Weiss. Can't muncest ;~;
I see. Well, I can understand that.
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Don't mind the other response
What other response?
I made two different replies, it's no biggie.
Just playing along.
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...Meeting people could come second, pizza was waaaay more important than social interactions.
So there she is at one of the tables enjoying a slice... or two... or three... Man she could eat fast.
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He could eat nothing but Twinkies and still look as good as he did.
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"Oh yeah! Plus I get tons of exercise. So I'll be good!" She can't let herself get rusty with Crescent Rose after all.
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[Action]
[Cue Jaune bursting through the door, shoes skidding on the floor as he stops, hands in the air.] Yeeeeeah pizza! Man, I'm glad I finally found my way here. Oh, pizza!
[And he was off, quickly grabbing up a slice and taking a bite - that's when he finally turned his attention to the guy that organized it, and thanking him - mouth full and crumbs flying and all.] Fanks munn! ("Thanks man!")
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Don't mention it. Have a seat!
[He pushes out one of the barstools with his boot. At least one thing's for sure, Jaune gets an illusory 'NOT A VILLAIN' stamp for his forehead. He's not someone Hammer's going to need to twist into a pretzel any time soon.]
You kids are hungry.
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[Jaune hops up onto the seat offered and blinks.] I've been having a lot of sandwiches. I don't cook much. I mean, I can, but... well, you know. But are you talking about them? [He gestures to Ruby and the others, having noticed them.] I don't know what it is about Ruby, but she can eat like crazy!
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And then, toward the end of the pizza social. He's baaaaaaaack.
[It's a slideshow, pictures of each and every one of them. On their way to the gathering, at their respective apartment buildings, and even just walking around the streets, always taken from a distance. And playing over it all is a happy little tune.]
[Any attempts to track down the sender yield only one result. Just a letter, nothing more.]
- M
Initiate musical number in 3...2...1...
[Hammer puts away his phone, but to his surprise...and it really does surprise him...he sees that the others are bent over their phones as well. What's this? Usually he's the one to field all the death threats. There's a moment of silence, and that's when Captain Hammer knows that it's time to speak up and make his move.]
Some of you...may be frightened.
And some of you may be scared.
[He speaks at first, shrugging a little at the last line while rising to his feet. And yet, somehow, there's a quiet stirring of trumpets.]
This pervert stalker thinks he's got us.
But it can change if we're prepared.
It's a tale as old as old people,
The clash between good and bad.
If we're going to gain the upper hand,
Then what we need...is a paaaaaaad.
[The music swells, catchy and upbeat as Hammer magnificently leaps onto two barstools to sing his song.]
Every hero needs a heaaaaaart of gold
Fists of steel, for punching evil in the face [He pulls down his fist, driving it into an imaginary villain's jaw]
Every hero needs a kickass car
And every hero needs a secret base
Now's your chance to taaaaake a stand
Vote for good, it takes one--two--three
Yes three votes for a base of operations!
So raise your hand and vote for me!
[OOC: Impromptu musical number time! Join in
or fail miserably at trying, give him weird looks, whatever you like! But if three people vote to have a secret hero base put in Genessia, IT WILL HAPPEN.][Action]
[Cue Hammer's musical number.]
It takes three votes to get a secret base?
I really don't do singing
But this could be my chance
To be a hero like I've dreamed
To defend... with sword in... hand? [He eyes the sword at his hip]
Yeah, sure! Why not?
You totally get my vote!
Every hero needs a secret base
So... uh... yeah!
[He did say he wasn't one to do any singing, to be fair. Still, his hand was up!]
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