43rd Hangover - Crash and Burn!

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[Action]

[As a drone, The Captain is competent at many things that are normally beyond him.

The ability to dress one's self.

History.

Literacy.

The ability to drive a car without crashing.

So when he comes out of his drone state, while driving, it's no wonder he is confused and things don't go so well.

The Captain drives the car right up a sidewalk, across a yard and into a tree. Smashing it pretty good.

With super strength, he kicks the door off and stumbles out of the wreck. Only his clothes are messed up by it.

He looks pissed.]


[Phone]

☠☠☠☠, Nextwave, sound off or something. Let me know who all is still here.

Anyone else who thinks they're a Super Hero, answer too.

I've been thinking.

Comments

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Balin nods. That's what he was hoping to hear.]

Yeah; I was gonna ask, since you said you're capable of takin' some serious punishment, I figure you'd be'a best equipped to handle it if I get outta control. Even if I get some of my Logos Abilities back before'en.

[But dying sucks, even when it's temporary! So Balin adds,]

You know anything about choke holds or stuff like'at? I can teach you if you don't. You could get me unconscious and drop me off at my house. Virgina an' Caesar can lock me up 'till'a killdronin' wears off.

Had'a do that when'a Milkman got Virginia.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

What's this Logos thing anyways?

[On choke holds...]

Umm... don't know if that would be a good idea. It's hard enough to pick up a beer bottle. I'd probably just snap your neck trying.

Maybe I can just pick you up and carry you. Not like you could stop me. Then I'll put you wherever they want you.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Pfft. Nah, trust me, I know what you gotta do to snap somebody's neck; you ain't gonna do that with somethin' like a rear naked choke.

[He gestures with his right arm, wrapping it around his neck as if he were reaching for his shoulder, as a sort of visual demonstration as to what the choke looks like.]

Though yeah, I guess that'd work just as well ... for now at least.

[Which brings him to The Captain's question—]

An' Logos—I dunno what your world's like, but if you got anything like magic, it's kinda like that. This alien race named'a Eloh came up with it after they found out what makes'a universe tick. An' I'm a Receptive, which means I got'a right genes for understandin' Logos Element information.

There's a ton of shit you can do with Logos, but'a AFS teaches Receptives how to use it based on their career path. An' I'm a Demolitionist, so most of'a Logos Abilities I know involve blowin' shit up. Though with Logos, I'm doin' it with battlefield nukes. Without havin'a have a nuke on hand'a do it.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I squeeze a little too hard and bones will break and you might die anyways... just more painfully.

[The rest though...]

So you think it and you make it go boom? I have a friend like that actually. She's droned now but if she comes back I'll have to introduce you.

She talks funny but she's a natural with exploding things.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it kinda works like that, but I need my "tabula" to do it—

[And that's something else he'll have to explain.]

—you know how a lot of stories have wizards castin' spells an' shit from spellbooks? A Tabula's kinda like that. It's'a focus for usin' Logos. ... Doesn't look anything like a spellbook, but, best analogy I can think up.

What's your friend's name?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Tabby... maybe that's were you guys got your Tabula thing?

[No Captain, that is not how that works.]

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Balin's thinking The Captain's joking, and he chuckles.]

Unless Tabby's an Eloh or somethin', probably not.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Tabby's a weird kid, maybe not that Eloh or whatever but she talks funny. Like a girl who spends too much time on the phone.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

What? How does—

[It takes Balin a second to figure out what The Captain's getting at. And when he does figure it out, he busts out laughing.]

—Oh no, no man, Eloh ain't like "LOL." It's'a name of an alien race!

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Oh... yeah... I knew that.

[Totally didn't.]

You know, there was an alien race that thought I was a bad ☠☠☠☠ once.

[Changing topics!]

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[And Balin's following along with interest. Good to know he's not the only guy who's had experience with alien races here at least.]

Yeah?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, little green men. They gave me my powers.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Huh. No wonder you had'a learn as you went, what with flyin' an' all. I can kinda sympathize with'at.

But I'm guessin' what'ey gave you ain't anything like Logos. What'd they do?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

They just kinda gave me the heartstar, put it in my chest, and bam! I have powers.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Oh, so it was like kinda like an augmentation or artifact or—somethin'.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

I don't know. It was a lot of flashing lights and glowing, it went into my chest.

It ruined my ☠☠☠☠ shirt.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

Burned a hole right through it, huh? Damn, I guess'ey weren't kiddin' when'ey called it a "heart star!"

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, its between galaxies or something. I kinda forgot most of what they said that first time.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Balin takes another swig of his beer.]

That's ahright, man. I wouldn't be surprised, I mean, there's all those stories of UFO abductions an' people can't remember a lot of what'ey saw on'a ship.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's about it.

[No need to explain what really happened (http://www.blogcdn.com/www.comicsalliance.com/media/2010/02/captain2.jpg), and that he was really drunk at the time.]

PFFT. XD

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[And Balin is none the wiser! His attention drifts back to the original topic, though—taking out the Milkman.]

But yeah. That plan I'm workin' on—right now my only problem is that I still ain't got'a explosives ready yet. Missing some important ingredients.

[He frowns some.]

I'm hopin' I can get 'em around here. Got to know a few guys who're good with chemistry an' alchemy, so.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, good luck with that. I don't know ☠☠☠☠ about explosives other than they sting.

[walking-nuke.livejournal.com]

[Balin can't help but chuckle slightly, taking another swig of beer.]

At least'ey don't blow you into chunky bits. My job'd be a helluva lot easier if I was like'at.