MISC: One Day at a Time #2

James Mason mason.james.jamesmason at gmail.com
Wed Dec 8 19:34:44 PST 2010


[ Fixed version of this too!  I think I got all of them! Really! - Andrew ]

                       Chapter 2: A Fight Scene!

  "So... crimes? Voice in my head? Hello? Do I just have to look?"

  Man, this doesn't seem like a very effective system for stopping 
crimes. Oh well. Better change into something else, so people don't 
recognize me in my work clothes. ...oh, I see I already am. Convenient!

  I don't know how to feel about the green stripes, or the eyes. I do 
like the brown hair all over my body with black stripes, but the M on 
my forehead annoys me. Now I have to call myself something that starts 
with M! Mike? Mike? Mike? Maybe Mike. Or Joel.

  Now what was I doing? Going to sleep? No, no, no! I think I'm going 
shopping. Welp, time to go. 

  ...Actually, I want to see how high I can jump in this form.

  Okay, got up on the roof without anyone seeing. That Nelson guy is 
freaking paranoid!

  Might as well get psyched. YEAH, GONNA JUMP OFF THE ROOF... well, 
when I put it like *that*, it sounds bad.

  Time to go! "HUP HUP HUP HOOO-OOOLY CRAP! I'M HIGH, I'M REALLY HIGH! 
OH GOD REALLY HIGH! GOINGDOWNGOINGDOWNGOINGDOWN!"

                        *CRASH!* *dingle dingle*

 "Oooooh, ouch. Uhh... no need to be alarmed, people! I'm just passing 
b-- oh. *Ohhh!* It's a bank robbery! Then I guess you *should* be 
alarmed."

  Hey, is my voice deeper? And/or sexier?

                                 *BANG*

  "Ow! You jerk, that hurt! Not as much I expected, though, more like a 
punch. It didn’t even pierce my skin! See? No blood on it!"

  "RAAAAAGH!"

                             *Sweet Catch!*

  "Why did you think a knife would make a difference?"

                                 *snap!*
                                 
  "See? It’s broken now and it didn't even cut my hand! Is there 
padding on my hand? There is! Hey guys, there’s-- where do you think 
*you're* going? HA!"

                                 *BONK*

  "There, see? Now you're knocked out. HEY POLICE GUYS!  THE THIEVES 
ARE KNOCKED OUT! YOU CAN TAKE THEM NOW! ...well, I don't know about 
you guys, but I'm leaving! Bye!"

                                 *CRASH*

...should have taken the same way out.


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