Log:Foxbat Rises

2015/03/14 Arachne Grimm Porter 1

City Center

The streets are lit with the faux-gaslamp street lighting along this touristy part of the town. As the center for all the civic buildings in the city, the architecture is grand and old fashioned. While serving as a place one has to go to get permits or get bailed out, it serves double duty as a tourist attraction. Somewhere around here is where Porter is supposed to go to turn in his lotto ticket.

The lottery ticket that he didn't even know he had. That came in stuck to his shoe care of... well, he thought it was gum. Hoped it was. And now he's got it in his pocket. Does he need to turn it in? Not really. But he was just all over TV, so... and it's for Kyssie.

Grimm steps out of the police department holding a tissue to her nose. It's speckled with a bit of red as she sniffs and turns on the sidewalk, heading in Porter's direction. After a few wipes, she lifts her head slightly as she notices Porter and waves with her other hand. "Hey, Porter."

Porter perks up at the familiar face and offers a smile and wave. "Hey, Gabrielle. What's up? How're you donig?"

Grimm smiles around the tissues, dabs again, and stuffs them into her pocket in a big wad. "Hey. Doing alright. Powers are still all wonky. But I used them anyway. Kind of an emergency amber alert. Got a splitting headache. What're you doing around here?"

In fact, just south of the Police Department building, Porter and Gabrielle Grimm are chatting. Gabrielle just stuffed away a bloodied tissue that she was using to dab her nose.

Porter frowns at the news, and Gabriellle's bloody tissue. "Hey, you know you're supposed to be taking it easy..." His chiding is concerned, but softens some when she explains, "But I get why you did it. Just be careful."

Grimm smiles weakly and shrugs. "Can't just stand by and do nothing, right? It's just a sharp, stabbing headache. Worth finding the girl and scaring the crap out of her kidnapper."

Arachne of the Masquerade is on a near by roof on patrol like she every night. She then spots the two and smiles. She fires a psychic web from her mind and swings down landing in front of the two taken a hero pose right out of the comics, "greeting citenzes." She said in her most herotic voice then giggles and relaxs, "hey!" She gives each a big hug.

Porter's frown inverts more into a grin. "Yeah, I bet that was f-AHH!" He startles when Arachne suddenly descends. And then he's hugged!

Grimm grins as she's pulled into a hug. "Oh, hey, Arachne. How's it going?" Gabrielle had been missing for about two weeks, just before Valentine's day. There was some talk in the hero community about her being kidnapped by a cultist mage group calling themselves DEMON.

Arachne of the Masquerade lets go and looks at Grimm and all six hands cup hers, "I am so glad your home. I heard you were kidnaped or something. I was worry and looked for you but I didn't find anything. I am sorry I failed you."

Porter blinks away his surprise. "Oh! Yeah, she's back and safe, now. And you didn't fail anybody. Lots of people looked."

Grimm rubs the back of her head sheepishly. "It's okay. Really. I don't remember much. Porter's right. Lots of people tried and couldn't find any clues. Including my boyfriend--"

FFFFFPAAAAFF! Behind the group of gathered heroes, about 10 meters away, a cloud of smoke appears about eight meters in radius. In the smoke, a voice that's not very impressive sounding, but overdramatic, says, "Then it sounds like you need a better boyfriend. Perhaps you would consider...ME?"

Arachne of the Masquerade smiles at the two not that they can see it behind her mask maybe they can see her lip imprints in the mask, "still does not change the fact." She lets go of Grimms hand and seems to be about to say something when the smoke and the voice appears. She binks and frown, "You foul fiend that type of talk does not fly in the bars and it will not fly here. Show your self and face the wrath of Arachne of the Masquerade the dender of the weak, protector of the innocent, and six armed hero of jutice!" Yep she in full hero mode.

Porter just got relaxed, and now there's someone else suddenly showing up. He turns around with "Hey, her boyfriend's pretty c-" Then he's cut off by Arachne of the Full Hero Mode.

Grimm stares at the cloud, dumbfounded. She's heard plenty of rude pickup lines, so it doesn't phase her quite as much as Arachne's response.

Within the cloud, there's a sudden, delighted gasp. "What's this? A hero?! Truer than true blue!" comes a love struck voice as out steps a man in a two-tone brown and yellow outfit, holding what looks like a ping pong ball gun. Yep...yep, that's what it is.

Foxbat

Foxbat wears a two-tone brown costume with light brown on the legs, sides, arms, and mask, and dark brown for the trunks, center chest, and shoulders. His boots, gloves, belt, glider wings, and mask flares are a dull yellow. The Amazing Ping-Pong Ball Gun is often in a dull yellow holster attached to his belt.

Arachne of the Masquerade blinks at the sight, "is this a joke? He got a ping pong gun?" She folds all six arms, "I can't beat up a unarm man but he was so rude. Maybe I can slap him around with out really hurt him." She monologing out loud she really seems to have the comic hero thing down.

Porter quirks a brow at Arachne and tries not to grin too much. And fails terirbly. "Beat him up? He sounds like he like you... and I know Gabrielle isn't going to get a new boyfriend."

Gabrielle laughs. "Seriously! Mmm-mmm, nobody can fill out a uniform like Mal," she comments lustfully.

But she's already been forgotten by her would-be suitor, who suddenly only has eyes for Arachne. He's completely enamored. He clasps his hands together, ping pong gun still in hand. "Yes! Yes! Even more heroic than Paragon! I was considering her, but now she's second fiddle compared to you! Hahah!" This man has to have a screw loose, because he suddenly twirls and spreads out his arms. "Today is my lucky day!" he beams to the world.

As he ends his twirl to face the heroes, he levels his Incredible, Amazing, Ping-Pong Ball Gun at Arachne. "I think I'm in love!" he grins, and pulls the trigger.

The Amazing Ping-Pong Ball gun clicks. Pop! A ball shoots out at supercharged speeds and bops Arachne, rather solidly, on the head and explodes with a flash and sparkles that are temporarily blinding and leave spots in Arachne's vision.

Arachne of the Masquerade needless to say is off guard by the whole thing, "what have you done fiend?" She rubs her eyes trying to get her sight back, "You better run little man once I can see I give you a six arm beat down!" Oh she mad now.

Foxbat laughs delightedly. "Yes! Perfect! Call me fiend again!" It's Christmas for Foxbat!

Porter thought Ping Pong Guy sounded like he was flirting or something. Until he shot her. OF course, it could be ... at thing, too, for all he knows. But, anyways, first things first. "Leave her alone!" Porter steps up. Then glances to Gabrielle. "And don't even think about it, Gabrielle. I got this."

Grimm looks like she's about to summon something, then she whips her head to sideglance at Porter. With a sigh, she reluctantly nods and steps back.

Arachne of the Masquerade blinks a few times and can see again, "Okay now that's it." She holds up one of her hands and fires a glob of glowing hot pink web."

Foxbat's eyes get gunked up by hot pink glowing web. Brown and pink...it's a better combination than the yellow of his mask. "Hey! Who turned out the lights?!"

Porter needs to prove to Gabrielle that they've got it. So he reaches around for ...something. And winds up with... a half full bottle of formula that he apparently left in his jacket pocket. He blinks, then shrugs. Then he chucks it at Ping Pong Ball Guy. Well, actually at the Ping Pong Ball Gun.

What's more amazing than the Amazing Ping Pong Ball Gun? Porter has no idea. But a Pink Princess Bottle would be one of his first guesses. And this time it seems to prove true when the tumbling plastic-covered stale-formula bullet collieds with the less-goofy weapon and sends it flying from PPBG's hands.

Arachne of the Masquerade blinks again after the bottle goes flying, "please tell me that's breast milk for some reason that make that even funnier. She then shots her neon pink webs at the blindfold guy again.

Foxbat shakes his hand after the bottle knocks his gun behind him and into the cloud. "Wait, what happened? Was it good? Breast milk!?" He claws at his face and pulls away the psi-webbing covering his eyes with a snapping sound as the last strands pull free. "You're quite the fast one, Heroine! A worthy foe, ha ha!" He leaps back into the smoke and vanishes from sight. There's the sound of plastic scraping along concrete. "Now to see if you'll face me in my element!"

Porter is ready to do... something. But then the guy ducks back into the cloud stuffs. "Damnit..." Probably be too much to think he's running away.

Porter tilts his head. Ok. Sounds like the guy's getting his funky gun back. Or he's playing with other toys. Toys that probably should have big mandatory warnings on them. Like ages 99+ only, or Do Not Point At Anyone, or even No Warrany. Because who knows where those plastics were made. And they just got knocked around. How stable are ping pong balls, anyhow?

Click. Pop! "Hey, my nose!" Foxbat complains in the cloud.

Arachne of the Masquerade frowns at the comment and the fact she missed, "need to work on my aim." She takes out Rebreather and puts it in her mouth before walking into the only stopping when the explosion, "really?" She then walks into the smoke and makes a web flail

"Ow-oof-ouch-hey!" Foxbat cries outa s Arache wallops him silly.

Arachne of the Masquerade smiles as she hits him and decides to do it again, "this what fiends get!" she swings the web flail again

Foxbat gets battered and smacked about by all the flailing webs. "Oww! Owwie! Really!? Yeouch!" come Foxbat's complaints. "Alright, alright! I see who is the better opponent. You win for now, Hero! But next time, the day shall be mine! Hah hah! Teleportation suit: ACTIVATE!" One might expect a flashTWHUMP, or bamf. But instead, there's fast foosteps. And the sound of something heavy scraping along the street somewhere inside the cloud.

There's still no sign of the strange villain. But several seconds later, the smoke starts to finally clear and an open manhole cover is revealed. And no Foxbat. Given the city's sewer systems, he could be anywhere.

Porter sighs when the smoke clears and there's an open manhole. Rather than risk falling into it and dying, even if it's funny, he follows with a shrug. "Least he figured out he wasn't going to win. Makes him better than alot of folks..."

Also left behind on the ground is the Pink Baby Bottle.

Grimm had managed to stay out of the fight. She was practically biting her tongue having to stand back and not exert herself. "What a weirdo."

Arachne of the Masquerade takes a herotic pose, "And once more good beat evil. This victory is another great chapture in the history of Arachne of the Masquerade and her amazing friends!" She then smiles, "I need a smoke thing for fireworks." Seems Foxbat and her not to diffrent, "you think he had a fog maker or something to make that cloud?"

Porter sees the bottle and can't leave that there. So he goes to pick it up and put it back in his pocket. He chuckles at Arachne, since she sounds alot like somebody else he knows. "No idea. But a fog machine sounds about right. Guy seemed a little ... off."

Like two peas in a diametrically opposed pod. Gabrielle just grins at Arachne's superhero antics. "Fog maker. Smoke bomb. Smoke...ping pong? Who knows? But yeah. Way off," Gabrielle comments. "Mostly harmless, though?"

Arachne of the Masquerade shrugs, "it's a shame if he just asked me I might of given him a date too. Ping Pongs are never the opening move on asking someone out." she giggles and walks over to Grim, "so you okay?"

"Me? Totes fine. I did like Porter said and didn't use my powers. And the Brown Wonder didn't target me once I backed off," Gabrielle chuckles. "You'd date that guy? I dunno. Definitely not my type. What happened with you and the supermodel?"

Arachne of the Masquerade shrugs, "I would given him a shot if he ask. I don't think there are any rules against good girls and bad boys dating even nerdy ones like him. I mean look at Batman and Catwoman." She smiles, "we are taken it slow she very um I guess shy is the right word after her last boyfriend and her life. Though she lets me sit on her lap in public which is fun."

Porter snickers at Brown Wonder, but then blinks at Arachne. "Oh, really? Wow. Sounds really ...forgiving? to me." He rubs the back of his head, not sure if that's the right term or not. Then sticks his hands in his pockets. Where one hits the bottle again. Which reminds him, "I'm glad everybody's Ok. I should get going, though., Get my errands done so I can get back to Kyssie." He does look at Gabrielle, then. "Where you headed? You want an escort or anything?" Because it sounds way nicer than babysitter.

Grimm grins to Porter. "Well, I was thinking of heading home for the night and get some rest. Just dealing with that kidnapper wore me out. And he wasn't even a meta!" She seems uncertain about the escort offer. And maybe a little surprised by Porter's chivalry. "Oh. Huh. Usually I'd say I'd be fine. But without my powers, and at this time of night," she trails off and starts to wonder the wisdom in going it alone.

Arachne of the Masquerade is not so shy about it before Grimm can protest she scoops her up in her arms and smiles, "I swing her home. It faster then a cab and saver then the subway. You go home don't you have someone missing that bottle?" She winks at Porter

Porter takes Grimm's surprise as some suspcion and holds up his hands to help claim innocence. "Don't worry, not going to wind up anywhere weird, and if there's trouble, you can tell everybody you beat up whoever it was?" Then he blinks at Arachne when she scoops up Grimm. "Or... that? She can probably get you there way quicker." A nod. "And, yeah, kind of. But Kyssie's got other bottles. Still, I shold get home. Be safe. Both of you." He gives a wave and turns to head off."

Grimm lets out a quiet eep as she's suddenly scooped up by Arachne. Situation solved! She at least waves to Porter as he heads off. "Take care!" she calls after him, then looks to Arachne. "I bet it's faster than a cab, but is it really safer than the subway? Swinging, that is."