RACCies: Night of the RACCies #1: The Team!

[Scott Eiler]

Author's Note:  I might for once launch a RACCies adventure thread, and 
then just skip to the results!  That fits with tradition; old RACCies 
are still cleaning up the Hungry Past or something.  If I properly 
follow tradition, it'll even be a cascade.

I'm going to wait for awards until the team gets underway, so that the 
awards are safe for presentation.  But I feel I should at least show 
people that the team *is* getting underway.  And I'm trying not to 
overthink things.  So, let's do it!

(signed) Scott, 19 June 2017.

                  .....oooooOOOOO(*)OOOOOooooo.....

The champions of several universes sat around a table.  A youngish woman 
stood up.  She was dressed in a bowler hat, pinstripe vest, and dress 
pants.  She carried an umbrella.

"Right.  I'm Rainshade.  I'm here to run this op.  You're here because 
you're somehow associated with this RACCies universal ceremony.  And we 
have to stop its power from being hijacked, by the Russians or 
something.  Let's have introductions 'round the room."  Rainshade 
pointed to the woman on her right.

"I suppose...  I am January Frost."  The brown-haired woman was dressed 
in form-fitting slacks, halter top, business suit blazer, and high 
heels.  Her hair had white highlights.

"MaryBeth."  The girl was in leotards and a half-face mask.  She had a 
big afro hairdo - and an even bigger gun.

"Starsmasher."  The debonair young man wore slacks, dress shirt, and 
cardigan vest.  He carried what looked like an electronic torch.

"Mary Mystery."  The girl looked about sixteen years old, and wore a robe.

"Love Princess Gorgoneion!"  This girl was twelve years old.  She wore 
street clothes with roller blade skates - and carried a Medusa shield.

"Okay then."  Rainshade continued.  "I know you may not be introducing 
your powers here to all of us.  I'm not either.  But trust me, I know 
them all.  You've been picked for them."

Love Princess Gorgoneion grinned.  Starsmasher and Mary Mystery smirked. 
  MaryBeth looked at January Frost dubiously.  January Frost winked back.

                  .....oooooOOOOO(*)OOOOOooooo.....

NEXT:  The Target!

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(signed) Scott Eiler  8{D> -------- http://www.eilertech.com/ ---------

When you *are* the leader... whatever goes wrong... whether you did it
or not... *you* are held responsible. - Barack Obama

I know. - Archie Andrews

- from Archie #617, March 2011, scripted by Alex Simmons.