Ian comes through the teleporter after Greg, fully expecting not to see Greg. "Okay, whatever it is that's causing... that," he pauses, as the unending wave of civilians continues to rush past, "is probably going to take a little bit of muscle to deal with."
Ian looks for a picture in the gym of a boxer or other suitably strong person, maybe a poster of Ted Grant, and tries shifting his muscles to emulate the pugilist's body. "I guess gyms really are the place for getting fit," he quips. Finding a mirror, he quickly grows a short beard, tweaks his nose and chin, and changes his eye-color before heading out the door.
As for the obstacles between him and the disturbance, the new Martian Manhunter finds himself with a plethora of options. Unless Greg is waiting to give him a lift, Ian will phase-fly up over the disturbance and buildings to get a better look at what he's facing.
Ian looks for a picture in the gym of a boxer or other suitably strong person, maybe a poster of Ted Grant, and tries shifting his muscles to emulate the pugilist's body. "I guess gyms really are the place for getting fit," he quips. Finding a mirror, he quickly grows a short beard, tweaks his nose and chin, and changes his eye-color before heading out the door.
As for the obstacles between him and the disturbance, the new Martian Manhunter finds himself with a plethora of options. Unless Greg is waiting to give him a lift, Ian will phase-fly up over the disturbance and buildings to get a better look at what he's facing.
It's a purple-gray flattish dinosaur, like a brontosaurus with an octopus for a face. It's currently pulling down a couple of light poles, while tossing a delivery van out of its way and curling a mighty tentacle into a manhole cover, ripping part of the street up.
Metropolis Special Crimes Unit is on the scene, raying it with red-sun radiation in case it's from Krypton and soaking it with stun gas from backpack-mounted sprayers. Not only is it not hurting the octosaur, it's not even reacting as though aware of their existence.
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ReplyDeleteAfter dashing about, moving civilians out of harm's way, Greg sprints into the nearest sporting goods store to get some rope. Flying out of the store, he rushes headlong for the beast, and in the blink of an eye, ties the rope around one tentacle and uses his "work at super-speed" power to lash the rope around the other tentacles to connect them all to a single line. Knowing that he probably isn't strong enough to do anything other than connect the tentacles to a rope, he looks for Ian to give the end of the rope to ...
ReplyDelete"HeyIan,GrabTheRopeAndPullThisThingOutOfHere!"