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milliways_bar2007-05-10 05:31 pm
passthefudge) wrote in milliways_bar2007-05-10 05:31 pm
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Special Delivery from FentonWorks! (AKA. The BRAWL!)
"Maddie! Bring my fudge down when you come!"
You hear that bellow? It's coming from the Door which has just swung open on a set of stairs. At the top, you might glimpse bits of living room furnature...but not for long. The view is quickly blocked by a large, orange object which barrels down the stairs and into Milliways. As it skids to a stop, you can see it's a rather large, jumpsuit-clad human. A very shocked, larged, jumpsuit-clad human.
He stares for a moment, wheels in his head audibly grinding.
"GALLOPING GHOSTS! MADDIE! THE LAB'S BEEN COMPROMISED!"
You hear that bellow? It's coming from the Door which has just swung open on a set of stairs. At the top, you might glimpse bits of living room furnature...but not for long. The view is quickly blocked by a large, orange object which barrels down the stairs and into Milliways. As it skids to a stop, you can see it's a rather large, jumpsuit-clad human. A very shocked, larged, jumpsuit-clad human.
He stares for a moment, wheels in his head audibly grinding.
"GALLOPING GHOSTS! MADDIE! THE LAB'S BEEN COMPROMISED!"
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Ghost Gauntlets. Yeah, those are going to be ever so effective.
"Hey, I did not pick the uniform. And the glow is an unavoidable but temporary side effect of what I was drinking!" He gestures toward Jack's Gauntlets with the Staff. "Now, why don't you take those things off and play nice? I'd rather not have to fight you, because there's really no point."
Tommy =/= ghost, after all.
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The energy of the gauntlets might not cause a problem, but those are steel gloves backed up by 300 plus pounds of human. And here they come swinging.
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Yeah, that one's gonna leave a bruise. Tommy picks himself up.
"Oh, that is it." He clenches his hands into fists. "Super Dino Mode!"
There's a flare of gold light, and when it subsides, Tommy's uniform has changed (http://mellyn.org/forever_green/abaremode.jpg), the diamond patterns now extending into long, hard, sharp spikes. Similar spikes have sprouted from the back of his boots.
"DinoThunder, Black Ranger!" He may as well make this short and sweet. Hopefully he can wear the guy down the point where his ears and brain will work better than his fists.
"Brachio Power!"
Do ghosts do that, Jack?
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"See! And you thought you could fool Jack Fenton, ghost!"
Yeah, ghosts in Jack's world do a lot of stuff like that.
In he goes swinging.
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The Ranger ducks and executes a low reverse roundhouse kick, hoping to knock Jack off his feet.
"Isn't the fact that you hit me in the face with that junk and I didn't dissolve or whatever proof enough that I'm human?"
Seriously.
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"Well...I've not quite got the mix-ratio right," he says, managing by dumb luck to pick up his foot in time. Maddie's tried to teach him a bit of judo in her time. "We're hoping this forumula won't cause hives in humans who get caught in it...Oooooooww!"
Unfortunately, even Maddie can't help his poor sense of timing. Instead of bringing his foot down when Tommy's boot is safely past, he brings it down ON the boot.
On one of the spikes.
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The pained noise makes Tommy stop fighting for a moment. Yeah, it hurt to have that much weight come down right on his foot and ankle, but he's betting that Jack's in a lot more pain.
He's not out to do the guy any permanent damage, after all, so he feels kinda bad -- and doesn't deal a finishing blow to the guy's head, like he might if Jack were a monster. After all, the man seems more dense and misguided than evil.
"Man, are you okay?"
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Misguided- yes.
And currently hopping around on his good foot, oblivious to possible danger.
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"Power Down!" Now he definitely looks very normal. No glowing, and happily no early indications of hives.
"Sit down before you fall over and hurt someone! Or yourself. Again."
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"A Fenton never gives up!" he cries, trying another swing at Tommy.
Of course, he's still hopping on one foot...and with all that weight unbalanced...
TIIIIIMMMMBEEERRRRR!
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"Hey, cut it out! You're gonna-!" Tommy jumps out of the way of the punch.
That thick, sturdy support pillar for the roof may be willing to make friends with Jack, though!
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Jack, meet pillar.
Pillar, meet Jack.
Nighty-night, Jack.