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

[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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Uh... What was that?
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[Jaune was kind bouncing in his seat, and had to brace his elbow with his other hand because his arm was getting tired.]
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Nice try, kid.
[At least he made an effort, and that's commendable. Kind of. But what matters is that there are now three total votes to put that base into effect, so the triumphant and stirring march resumes.]
Every hero needs his adoring fans
And to put evil doers in their place
Where else will he put his asskicking car
But in! His! See! Cret! BAAAAAAAAA--
[The music abruptly stops as Hammer pauses to punch a few buttons into his phone.]
Hey, CPU? You've got your three votes.
'Votes confirmed. Secret base placement has now been initiated.'
[Good. He puts away his phone. Clears his throat.]
--AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE!
[Triumphant fanfare.]