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maskormenacelogs2015-01-26 07:39 pm
andaway) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-01-26 07:39 pm
As a child you'd wait and watch from far away
WHO: SupermanPaladin Kal and you!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls for a), anywhere for b)
WHEN: January 26th
WHAT: Superman thinks he's a D&D character. No, really.
WARNINGS: N/A, silliness, wtf even. Will add if needed.
WHERE: Maurtia Falls for a), anywhere for b)
WHEN: January 26th
WHAT: Superman thinks he's a D&D character. No, really.
WARNINGS: N/A, silliness, wtf even. Will add if needed.
a; Pennsylvania
Some people would recognize Superman, sometimes. Be it from comics, pop culture or from being from their same world: his outfit was colorful enough to be noticed and remembered by most people.
But the fact that the man of steel was now wearing what looked to be like a furry blanket on top of his uniform probably made recognition a tad more difficult. After a certain lighting had hit him the paladin had decided that the skinsuit was way, way too tight for his tastes and thus had grabbed the first blanket he’d found around, cut some holes into it and made it into something similar to a poncho. It wasn’t fashionable but it served its purpose and honestly fashion was the least of his worries.
First thing he had to gather were weapons. So he’d found his way inside the first department store he could find and was now eyeing the cutlery with a very disappointed look as he held the plastic bag he had been given after much insistence.
“This will not do…” He muttered, mostly to himself, but he still kept on grabbing entire packs and tossing them into the bag.
b; Anywhere
A couple hours later, Kal was kind of…
Everywhere. No, really. Paladins weren’t supposed to have this kind of witchcraft and yet- and yet- he could find himself anywhere he wanted with just a sprint. It was as if laws of time and gravity did not apply to him any longer, for he was sure he could also leap over tall buildings in a single bound if he only tried.
So he had decided to try. All over the three cities, a middle aged bulky man in a ‘poncho’ and with diverse cutlery placed in a belt around his waist would be randomly landing in front of people as he yelled ‘WOHOOO’, coming from what looked to be nowhere. At least he seemed to be careful enough with his landing, no roads were harmed in the making of this post.
Some people would recognize Superman, sometimes. Be it from comics, pop culture or from being from their same world: his outfit was colorful enough to be noticed and remembered by most people.
But the fact that the man of steel was now wearing what looked to be like a furry blanket on top of his uniform probably made recognition a tad more difficult. After a certain lighting had hit him the paladin had decided that the skinsuit was way, way too tight for his tastes and thus had grabbed the first blanket he’d found around, cut some holes into it and made it into something similar to a poncho. It wasn’t fashionable but it served its purpose and honestly fashion was the least of his worries.
First thing he had to gather were weapons. So he’d found his way inside the first department store he could find and was now eyeing the cutlery with a very disappointed look as he held the plastic bag he had been given after much insistence.
“This will not do…” He muttered, mostly to himself, but he still kept on grabbing entire packs and tossing them into the bag.
b; Anywhere
A couple hours later, Kal was kind of…
Everywhere. No, really. Paladins weren’t supposed to have this kind of witchcraft and yet- and yet- he could find himself anywhere he wanted with just a sprint. It was as if laws of time and gravity did not apply to him any longer, for he was sure he could also leap over tall buildings in a single bound if he only tried.
So he had decided to try. All over the three cities, a middle aged bulky man in a ‘poncho’ and with diverse cutlery placed in a belt around his waist would be randomly landing in front of people as he yelled ‘WOHOOO’, coming from what looked to be nowhere. At least he seemed to be careful enough with his landing, no roads were harmed in the making of this post.