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[Heron TSG]

C-C-C-C-C-C-AGREEMENT!

((See what I did there?))

[Gotdamnmiracle]

The parking lot is hot under the afternoon sun and made no less so by the tension of the situation. The police are obviously afraid of your unpredictability, considering you no longer have the gun and they still haven't rushed you. With a wide gesture that elicits a few shrieks our protagonist/antagonist raises his hands to the clear sky and yells out the sacred words. Lightning crashes down from seemingly nowhere and time slows to a halt. A booming voice is heard.

"Ah, my boy! Hello-Oh what the shit!? What did you do to yourself?! Aw man this is seriously messed up. I can't have my name connected to this. Poseidon would laugh his ass off, the prick."

"Help a bro out, Zeus. You know how I do."

"... Well you got a point there. Alright. Give me your name and I'll see if I can't throw something together, ya freaky bastard."

[piecewise]

The parking lot is hot under the afternoon sun and made no less so by the tension of the situation. The police are obviously afraid of your unpredictability, considering you no longer have the gun and they still haven't rushed you. With a wide gesture that elicits a few shrieks our protagonist/antagonist raises his hands to the clear sky and yells out the sacred words. Lightning crashes down from seemingly nowhere and time slows to a halt. A booming voice is heard.

"Ah, my boy! Hello-Oh what the shit!? What did you do to yourself?! Aw man this is seriously messed up. I can't have my name connected to this. Poseidon would laugh his ass off, the prick."

"Help a bro out, Zeus. You know how I do."

"... Well you got a point there. Alright. Give me your name and I'll see if I can't throw something together, ya freaky bastard."

Shout "They call me Bob the Improbable!"

[terkiey]

Richard the Random!

[Gotdamnmiracle]

(Votes please. Unless there are more suggestions.)

[Mr. Palau]

Richard the Random!

Clsoe contest but +1

[MikaTheCrazy]

Richard the Random!

+1

[Flying Dice]

Richard the Random!

+1

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Richard the Random!" you yell with the vehemence of a falcon.

"Alright Richy, I'll throw you a bone. I'm taking that magic away from you though. I don't know how you got it but I don't need some loony hermaphrodite tossing fireballs everywhere."

The booming voice slowly fades out and the last thing you can hear Zeus say before his voice disappears is "Are you Canadian 'cause those are some serious milk bags Bwahaha..."

A white flash occurs and time returns. Richy notices that in his hands is hefted a shiny red firemans axe, his vision is shaded by a pair of sunglasses, and he can feel a thick lit cigar between his lips. He also sees he has a thin white tank top on with the words "Cover up, man. Jeez." printed upside down so he can read them.

The crowd let's out some fearful yells "How did he get those!?" "What the hell!?" "These nachos are delicious!" to name only a few.

The police widen their circle as the sun passes overhead twisting images with heat and making strange mirages. Tension is palpable at this point.

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Could someone draw a picture of this, plox!?

[Flying Dice]

Richard shouts, "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the baddest of them all!? Here comes the pleasure/pain train!"


He then charges past the stunned police officers, dancing with the mirages.

[sebcool]

Richard shouts, "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the baddest of them all!? Here comes the pleasure/pain train!"


He then charges past the stunned police officers, dancing with the mirages.

+1

[Sinpwn]

Richard shouts, "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the baddest of them all!? Here comes the pleasure/pain train!"


He then charges past the stunned police officers, dancing with the mirages.

+1

[raptorfangamer]

Richard shouts, "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the baddest of them all!? Here comes the pleasure/pain train!"


He then charges past the stunned police officers, dancing with the mirages.

+1

[Mr. Palau]

Richard shouts, "Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who's the baddest of them all!? Here comes the pleasure/pain train!"


He then charges past the stunned police officers, dancing with the mirages.

+1

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Richard closes his lips and takes a slow deep breath, filling his lungs with the smooth flavor. Shifting his axe to being held in one hand he exhales through his nose, resembling a dragon whose belly is full of fire and gumption. He stomps a foot down placing his stance, and checks the circle, moving only his eyes.

"No openings. No weak spots. No mercy..." Richard mutters to himself under his breath. With no warning he begins his war cry and a mad blitzkrieg of a charge at the wall of riot shields and uniforms in front of him, axe above his head, held high.

The officers closed their eyes and braced for an attack. Their riot shields were built to repel stones and crowds, not axe juggling bra busting latino men. They planted their bodies readying for the crack of an axe but all they felt was the loud hard thump of a boot as Richard lept on top of a riot shield and hopped over the blue hedge.

*Clomp clomp* Richy landed smooth with his legs working like an eight year old in a sweatshop. The twisting curling plumes of heat beguiled and coiled like gypsies on the horizon.

"Them bitches be jettin'. Come back ya turkeys!" Richy yelled as the noise of 40 boots and a few gunshots joined in with the clomping of his feet on black sizzling asphalt.