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aldersprigThis is to skjam's prompt here to my February Giraffe Call.
My Superheroes verse has a landing page here.
Raven Sapphire was protecting the Stony Coast again. It was what the blue-black superhero did, from a fortress in the mountains that nobody had ever found.
And the Silk Beast, Rip-damn the Unspeakable, was terrorizing small children at the beach. He had one in each huge primary arm and was using his secondary arms to fold a third into a belly compartment. "Stay there until you're digested, ha, ha, h-"
Now, why would I say that?
"Halt, evil-doer!"
"Never! Not while I have plans left to plot!" He stood, hands on hips and one child still under each arm.
What a silly thing to say. What a silly thing to do. It's not as if she doesn't have that... The Silk Beast launched himself into the air before he'd finished the thought. ...blast ray that always fries my suit.
Right on cue, Raven Sapphire's blast ray shot out. But the Silk Beast wasn't where he was supposed to be, and the ray caught him on his ankle.
Plates fell off and something stung, but it wasn't enough to keep him from fleeing. "You'll never catch-" No, that was stupid. He shut his mouth and diverted the speaker power to the blasters.
"Come back here and fight me like a man!" The superhero looked silly, Silk Beast mused. Of course, he probably looked pretty ridiculous, too, with three children squirming around.
What was he going to do with them? He'd been picking up children... been picking up children for...
"Your ankle's fizzing, Mister."
"Thanks, kid." When he didn't put any power into declaiming, the jets worked a lot faster. He was already halfway to his mountain hideout. And then he would... "Why was I grabbing you, again?"
"Something about soup?"
"Well, that's silly. I don't even eat." He landed on a relatively smooth piece of ground and set the children down. He used his secondary arms to let the third one out of the belly-chamber of his suit while he leaned his chin on a main arm.
Rip-damn the Unspeakable had a lot to think about.
skjam's prompt here to my February Giraffe Call. My Superheroes verse has a landing page here.
Raven Sapphire was protecting the Stony Coast again. It was what the blue-black superhero did, from a fortress in the mountains that nobody had ever found.
And the Silk Beast, Rip-damn the Unspeakable, was terrorizing small children at the beach. He had one in each huge primary arm and was using his secondary arms to fold a third into a belly compartment. "Stay there until you're digested, ha, ha, h-"
Now, why would I say that?
"Halt, evil-doer!"
"Never! Not while I have plans left to plot!" He stood, hands on hips and one child still under each arm.
What a silly thing to say. What a silly thing to do. It's not as if she doesn't have that... The Silk Beast launched himself into the air before he'd finished the thought. ...blast ray that always fries my suit.
Right on cue, Raven Sapphire's blast ray shot out. But the Silk Beast wasn't where he was supposed to be, and the ray caught him on his ankle.
Plates fell off and something stung, but it wasn't enough to keep him from fleeing. "You'll never catch-" No, that was stupid. He shut his mouth and diverted the speaker power to the blasters.
"Come back here and fight me like a man!" The superhero looked silly, Silk Beast mused. Of course, he probably looked pretty ridiculous, too, with three children squirming around.
What was he going to do with them? He'd been picking up children... been picking up children for...
"Your ankle's fizzing, Mister."
"Thanks, kid." When he didn't put any power into declaiming, the jets worked a lot faster. He was already halfway to his mountain hideout. And then he would... "Why was I grabbing you, again?"
"Something about soup?"
"Well, that's silly. I don't even eat." He landed on a relatively smooth piece of ground and set the children down. He used his secondary arms to let the third one out of the belly-chamber of his suit while he leaned his chin on a main arm.
Rip-damn the Unspeakable had a lot to think about.
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