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 Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:42 pm
In space, no one can hear you whine.
At least, that's what Chris Powell was wishing, right now.
"Hurry up, Darkhawk! He's destroying EVERYTHING!"
From now on, no more deep space adventures, Chris vowed to himself. Ever since he'd picked up this distress beacon and talked to the captain of the garbage freighter who was sending it, he'd heard nothing but a long stream of whining from the other end.
Yeah, he hadn't saved the day YET, per se, but a little pre-gratitude would be nice.
"HE JUST DESTROYED SEVENTEEN TONS OF SHI'AR GARBAGE! I GET PAID BY THE TON! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
Darkhawk groaned in his mind and poured on the speed as he flew through space. He could see the freighter coming up...and it really did look like a mess. What could be in there?
******
"Come on, ring! Give me some information!"
Hal thrashed around as the ship's security systems tried to mount another attack on him. When he'd gotten sucked into that wormhole, the last thing he expected to fall into on the other side was garbage. It was just sort of how this day was going.
"Argh!"
He ring-blasted another volley of lasers. Wherever he was, his ring was having a hell of a time trying to triangulate his location, and for all the garbage everywhere, there were sure a lot of high-security drones....
"That's it. Less thinking, more punching."
Conjuring a giant green fist, Green Lantern punched through one of the walls closest to him and stepped into the next room...and into a treasure trove of gold, diamonds and other currency. Suddenly, things became very clear to him, despite not knowing where he was.
"Pirates...."
There wasn't much time to get anything else out, because at that very moment the bulkhead tore open and Hal was sucked out into space, hurtling towards a very irate and ready-to-be-done-with-this Darkhawk....
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 7:49 pm
Why do I get the garbage missions? I can save the universe...instead I get to save the garbage scow from...um...a green guy.
*pours on the speed and dives at Hal*
I would say something witty hete but you can't hear me anyway since we're in space.
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The Phantom of Kapow Crew
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:15 pm
 SHARP DRESSED MAN! All right! 10 points!
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 7:44 am
Hal's energy shield kicked in immediately as he was sucked out into space. He watches as the the black metallic alien seemed to be gunning towards him.
Even though he has no idea what's going on, he can't help but grin.
"I wouldn't expect to much witty banter coming from a Space Batman-wannabe."
He forms a giant baseball bat and swings it at the upcomming Darkhawk.
"Batter's up!"
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 12:55 pm
I hate baseball!
*forms a shield with his amulet but still gets smacked backwards*
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
*crashes into another garbage scow*
Ow.
*looks around*
Yuck.
*leaps off the scow and zips back at Hal*
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 10:09 pm
The force of the attack into the motionless garbage scow causes it to bank backwards, crashing into another garbage scow, which crashes into another, causing a chain reaction in all of the trash vehicles in that space.
The empty void of space is now full of the garbage of a dozen star systems. Flying will be treacherous.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 12:03 pm
Hal flies around the piles of trash, collecting them with a green energy construct from his power ring even as he sees the black armored figure flying after him.
'Huh...guy doesn't seem to know when to quit', Hal thinks to himself even as he flies faster. Once he has collected a substantial amount of the garbage in the net, he turns last minute and changes the net into a garbage truck and it speeds towards Darkhawk.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 1:19 pm
God thing I'm a New Yorker...we're used to dodging traffic!
*slips into his stealth armor on the fly, disappears from sight, and dodges the truck*
Too bad my banter is wasted in the black...
*hums the theme to Firefly in his head as he swoops invisibly closer to Hal*
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 1:59 pm
With the garbage mostly out of the way with the dumpster truck move, Hal is suprised to see the vanishing act.
"Ring, scan the area."
His ring speaks up.
Scanning area.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:23 pm
*swoops in close as Hal turns the scan on him*
Boo...dammit Powell he can't hear you!
*drops the cloak and unleashes a blast from his amulet*
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 4:11 pm
Obviously the Ring hadn't been able to find Darkhawk, just as it wasn't able to find out where exactly he was. Fortunately for Hal, he still had his energy shield up when the inital blasts started to fire.
"What the hell?!" Hal shouted as the blast was fired hitting him square in the chest, shooting him back and into a giant floating collection of space garbage.
'All right, no more Mr. Nice Guy'
Green light blasted out from the center of the garbage, sending debris everywhere and Hal blasted at Darkhawk with a full blast from his power ring.
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 8:42 pm
*forms a shield but is still knocked head of heels*
Aaahh...jewelry shouldn't shoot you! Unless it's my amulet...
*ricochets off several pieces of junk like a pinball*
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 12:28 am
As Darkhawk is ricocheting around he is caught by a giant green baseball mit which turns into a bubble trapping him. Green lantern flies up and is looking at Darkhawk.
"All right, I'm going to go ahead and assume you're not a space pirate, so why don't you go ahead and tell me who you are, what you are doing here and why you're attacking me?"
And yes, Darkhawk can hear him even though they are in space. Oh the beauty of having a power ring.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 7:12 pm
*begins to wield his two most dangerous powers...the ability to Not Listen and the ability to Overreact(somewhere Clarice is facepalming so hard)*
SPACE PIRATE! DIE SPACE PIRATE!
*slips into his heavy assault armor and unleashes a missile barrage so furious that the bubble pops*
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 9:01 pm
Hal is thrown back as the bubble of pure willpower is popped by the sheer stubborness to resist anything remotely close to being reasonable that is his current opponent.
"All right kid...you want to play rough, we can do that..."
Hal creates himself in Emerald armor and proceeds to fire energy constructs of missles as well as full on blasts at the his equally heavily armed opponent.
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