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 Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 3:29 pm
The Chin gave a hearty laugh. "Oh, by my clavicle! I see! Well, I'd like some new clothes myself! Mind if I join you?"
In all honesty, the Chin, despite his own bumbling nature (though actually, this depended on his writers, and this one had decided to make Chin a bit less bumbling than usual...), could tell the two girls were making things up. And, of course, he decided to spy on them-- wait, did his writer just put that down? The Crimson Chin did not spy on people! Well, there was that one instance with Beverly Boulevard in her hotel room, but--
HEY! GET OFF THAT TRACK NOW, WRITER! the Chin thought, and the writer decided to relent. Satisfied, the Chin turned back to the Rosies.
"So, whaddaya say? Care if I tag along to keep an eye on you? A lot of mean people are a-chin in this world, girls, and I'm going to keep you safe, or by my intestinal tract my name is not THE CRIMSON CHIN!"
As he said the last line, his theme song played out of nowhere. This caused any pedestrians around to look around themselves in shock, and then continue like nothing was happening.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 3:46 pm
Both girls frowned when he asked to join them. The expressions quickly became puzzled when the them song just sprang up out of no where. The quieter girl looked over at her twin with the medication. She looked as though she REALLY couldn't make anything make sense in her head at the moment.
"Did...did you hear that?" she mumbled.
"The music? Yes." the other girl replied.
"Just the music?"
".....yeah. Why, did you hear something else?" she asked.
"......I think it's starting to wear off." the girl grumbled, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I...um....well....we were told never to go with strangers." she said, looking back up at the Chin.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 3:52 pm
"Aha!" Chin said, holding up an index finger. "Very good of your parents girls! But in this case, I'm trying to help you. After all, I'm a superhero, and superheroes always help those that need it! Besides, I'm not a stranger, as I not only told you my name, but according to the posts above this one and the admittance of your creator to my writer, you both recognize me! I must say, I'm flattered."
Then the Chin frowned, and looked up. "Wait. What? I wasn't supposed to say that? Then why'd you put it down? Okay... But-- But that cat can do-- Well, no, but..."
The Chin sighed, and looked back down at the girls. "Sorry, if I seem a little... loopy to you girls. But my writer says I'm able to break the Fourth Wall like that cat... what was his name? My writer won't tell me... Jerk."
Immediately, a ballerina costume poofed into existence atop the Chin's costume, and the Chin facepalmed. "Alright, alright, I take it back... Yeesh..." he said. The tutu disappeared immediately.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:05 pm
"C.C." the medicated little girl snapped. Her hands holding the side of her head with her eyes clamped shut. "The cat's name is C.C."
The other twin, who had been staring wide-eyed at the Chin, blinked and looked over at her double. "....are you alright?"
"So much talking...I'm getting a headache..." she replied.
The other girl frowned. "Maybe we should just head back..."
"No...I told you before we left that I wanted to go shopping. Sick of the same dress..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:37 pm
On the streets of New York there was a very strange sight. Now, there were a lot of strange sights but this one was odd even for them.
Freakazoid unfolded the Playboy and whistled. "Great thing about being a superhero is that no one will stop you from getting these." Not that he had any idea on him. That would just be silly. Suddenly he sat up and listened. The owner who was reading the paper jumped when he grabbed him. "Shhh. What is that noise? I'll be right back."
With a woosh, he turned into a streak of lightning as he rushed to the opposite side of the city where he had heard the sound of theme music. He arrived in time to see a red suited man, with a giant chin in a tutu. "HA!!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:42 pm
"By Paul Dini's ghost! Oh, wait, he's not dead... Uhh... By Jack Kirby's ghost!" Chin said, looking to Freakazoid. "My writer just told me who you are! You're Freakazoid!" Then he looked down to the two Rosies, and set a reassuring hand on the drugged-up one's head.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 4:52 pm
On the streets of New York there was a very strange sight. Now, there were a lot of strange sights but this one was odd even for them.
Freakazoid nodded. "Yep that's me! And you are uh"
Freakazoid was now regretting never reading the memos that were sent out for they contained the name of this other super but he would just have to deal with not knowing.
Freakazoid turned behind. "You know what Joe? I'm getting sick of your attitude. I get enough of this from Spielberg and I do not need any from you."
Well maybe if you paid attention more you wouldn't get in these situations.
"Are you still upset that I missed poker night? I already told you I was sorry. I was patrolling with Freakazette and then we ran into Cobra Queen and Cave Guy." Freakazoid shuddered. It was still weird to see them as a couple. "I just didn't have time."
. . .
"I'll go this week. And I'll bring Cosgrove."
And that was when Freakazoid remembered that the Crimson Chin was currently around. He had yet to notice the two girls however.
"You are the Crimson Chin! Wow, that really is some chin you got there."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 5:02 pm
Chin watched as Freakazoid argued with his narrator, and then thought out loud: "Why don't I have a narrator...?"
Then he looked to Freakzoid and laughed. "If my chin isn't huge, there is no JUUUUSTICE!" he said happily. "Now, Freakazoid, these two girls are kind of lost, and one of them looks to be kind of sick. Care to help me out, here?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 5:16 pm
"Of course! I will that is what heroes do! But what is she sick with?" Freakazoid scratched his head when a lightbuld hit him. Glaring at the sky he brushed pieces of glass out of his hair. "According to the posts one of them is called Rosie and something that involves clones. Doesn't say what her meds do though."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 5:38 pm
Chin tapped his... well, chin. "Hmm... My writer's too lazy to go and check himself, so I guess we're stuck for now. That's exactly what he said to me, by the way." he said to Freakazoid, and then he gently picked up one of the Rosies-- which one that was would be up to their creator.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 5:50 pm
Freakazoid stood tall, posing dramatically. "Well, while we wait wistfully with weakening whippersnappers why wait with wilting weaklings? Oh, 13 point alliteration combo!! In your face!! I think hot chocolate sounds nice." Freakazoid's legs seemed to bounce up and down. "If only there was a conveniently placed superhero cafe where we wouldn't draw attention."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 7:21 pm
Neither Rosie knew what to say. They both just....stared. Trying to wrap their brains around the entire situation. The more timid one, that Chin had picked up, had given up completley on trying to understand the conversation.
The other Rosie just stared up at them, her hands still on the sides of her head. Her head hurt. Badly. It was like something in her brain just snapped. She was fairly worried that she'd just burned through the majority of her medication just trying to keep up with the conversation. Because....she knew what they were talking about. Well....she kind of knew. She thought she knew. A part of her should know considering where 1/16 of her new powers stemmed from. But the whole thing confused the crap out of her on a normal basis. THESE two were just making the whole crappy consept WORSE.
"....yeah. Have fun with that..." the little girl replied. Then, she calmly turned, and just started walking. She had a whole new reason for not wanting to be around these heroes for too long.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 4:23 am
With a zip, Freakazoid blocked the sickly girl's path. "Oh no you don't young lady. It isn't safe for such a cute little girl like you to be wandering around alone. I know!" He reached out and hugged her. "The four of us can stick together until your parents get here. We'll have fun and eat pie and watch bears ride motorcycle!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 11:19 pm
Rosie's eyes grew wide as Freakaziod hugged her, a paniced look washing over her face. Alright...now what did they do? These two weren't going to leve them alone any time soon. And that was bad news if her medication wore off. No one was coming to get them...well...if anyone did, they were in serious trouble. So they were stuck with these two until they could figure out how to slip away from them.
The other Rosie in Chin's arms looked down at her double, then over at Freakazoid. "Bears on motorcycles? Is that legal here?" she asked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 8:24 pm
Penance had stood at the top of a building watching over New York.He wasn't much of a hero, he was more neutural than anything at this point.Searching for his team of Thunderbolts,he forgot he could contact Songbird at least.He opened his helmet up and put it on the ground next to him then spoke into his rist watch.
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