After curfew in New L.A., not a good time for anybody to be out and about even on a good night but people who do dare the streets at these hours have started reporting a mysterious phenomenon roaming the town. A crackling storm of yellow lightning streaking through the streets, there and gone again in the blink of an eye. More strangely, wherever the bolts go things seem to just happen.
A gang of thieves chasing a victim find themselves surrounded by lightning, and then on the ground with their pants and shirts tied together and a hell of a wedgie for each of them.
Some of those self-proclaimed lords transporting stolen goods find themselves with their load suddenly considerably lighter.
Hungry refugees suddenly find extra rations sitting right in front of them.
General Miller's troops end up with their shoelaces tied together and a lightning bolt spraypainted on a wall behind them.
But those are all fun and games that can wait for now. Tonight, the young man in the midst of that lightning is on a mission. Aside from the goods that could get a guy a few bucks, that stolen shipment contained medical supplies. Medical supplies that the city needs and there's no way he's leaving finding them up to the slowpokes in the military. So, he's out there, decked out in the dark red suit that had magically popped up in his possession one day to push his speed as far as it could go and cover all the ground he can. It's out there somewhere and eventually he's going to come across something or someone that can tell him where.
A - Was that a dinosaur?
It's a nice day in Gateway City, albeit a particularly hot one. The sun is shining, the birds are singing... any Factor employees watching the teleporter are scratching their heads as it activates only for a gust of wind and a flash of light to emerge from it.
It's just a quick stop today. Run into town, drop off some "legitimately acquired stuff" to a contact, maybe grab a bite to eat and head back home. The streets are a lot busier here, so he needs to be a little more careful, sidestep that taxi, weave between the people running from the t-rex.
.....
He comes to an abrupt stop about four blocks away.
"Wait a minute. Was that a dinosaur?" Blinking, he reverses course, running straight back to where he was and comes to a halt... directly under the massive reptile's head. "Yep. Whoah--!"
Massive teeth come down and try to slam shut around him, only to close on thin air as he suddenly blurs to the side, stumbling one or two steps. Angered, the rex turns towards him with a roar and starts to charge forward.
Keeping out of the rex's jaws isn't too hard as he zig-zags up and down the street, baiting the lizard, but he doesn't have the firepower to take it down and zooming off just means somebody else gets on the menu, which even his conscience isn't going to let him get away with. Maybe he'll think of something or, help will arrive.
Either way, I guess we're playing dino keep-away now.
"I thought these things were supposed to have feathers!"
Jason East - Barry Allen | The Flash
After curfew in New L.A., not a good time for anybody to be out and about even on a good night but people who do dare the streets at these hours have started reporting a mysterious phenomenon roaming the town. A crackling storm of yellow lightning streaking through the streets, there and gone again in the blink of an eye. More strangely, wherever the bolts go things seem to just happen.
A gang of thieves chasing a victim find themselves surrounded by lightning, and then on the ground with their pants and shirts tied together and a hell of a wedgie for each of them.
Some of those self-proclaimed lords transporting stolen goods find themselves with their load suddenly considerably lighter.
Hungry refugees suddenly find extra rations sitting right in front of them.
General Miller's troops end up with their shoelaces tied together and a lightning bolt spraypainted on a wall behind them.
But those are all fun and games that can wait for now. Tonight, the young man in the midst of that lightning is on a mission. Aside from the goods that could get a guy a few bucks, that stolen shipment contained medical supplies. Medical supplies that the city needs and there's no way he's leaving finding them up to the slowpokes in the military. So, he's out there, decked out in the dark red suit that had magically popped up in his possession one day to push his speed as far as it could go and cover all the ground he can. It's out there somewhere and eventually he's going to come across something or someone that can tell him where.
A - Was that a dinosaur?
It's a nice day in Gateway City, albeit a particularly hot one. The sun is shining, the birds are singing... any Factor employees watching the teleporter are scratching their heads as it activates only for a gust of wind and a flash of light to emerge from it.
It's just a quick stop today. Run into town, drop off some "legitimately acquired stuff" to a contact, maybe grab a bite to eat and head back home. The streets are a lot busier here, so he needs to be a little more careful, sidestep that taxi, weave between the people running from the t-rex.
.....
He comes to an abrupt stop about four blocks away.
"Wait a minute. Was that a dinosaur?" Blinking, he reverses course, running straight back to where he was and comes to a halt... directly under the massive reptile's head. "Yep. Whoah--!"
Massive teeth come down and try to slam shut around him, only to close on thin air as he suddenly blurs to the side, stumbling one or two steps. Angered, the rex turns towards him with a roar and starts to charge forward.
Keeping out of the rex's jaws isn't too hard as he zig-zags up and down the street, baiting the lizard, but he doesn't have the firepower to take it down and zooming off just means somebody else gets on the menu, which even his conscience isn't going to let him get away with. Maybe he'll think of something or, help will arrive.
Either way, I guess we're playing dino keep-away now.
"I thought these things were supposed to have feathers!"