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WHO: Mindy Macready and OPEN
WHERE: A (comic) book store!
WHEN: Sometime nowish
WARNINGS: Just some spazzing on Mindy's side
SUMMARY: Where are all the comics?
FORMAT: Prose for now whatever you want later.
There were few things in the world that Mindy needed. She didn't care for dolls or toys (unless they had a blade), but she did care for comic books. Maybe not as much as Kick-Ass, but certainly enough that without Daddy, she needed something to do. So she had finally gotten herself to look around town for something that she could read.
It had never occurred to her that when you lived with the super heroes, that you weren't going to find the comics. So when she had gotten to the store, and couldn't find Batman of all comics. She kept looking, There was no X-men, or Superman, or Spider Man, or even Watchmen and Sandman. How was this store even open?
It wasn't a panic that set in, but she frowned. Comics were her entertainment when she wasn't killing people or making pipe bombs or training. And now even most of those were gone.
This place was starting to look a bit more like hell.
WHERE: A (comic) book store!
WHEN: Sometime nowish
WARNINGS: Just some spazzing on Mindy's side
SUMMARY: Where are all the comics?
FORMAT: Prose for now whatever you want later.
There were few things in the world that Mindy needed. She didn't care for dolls or toys (unless they had a blade), but she did care for comic books. Maybe not as much as Kick-Ass, but certainly enough that without Daddy, she needed something to do. So she had finally gotten herself to look around town for something that she could read.
It had never occurred to her that when you lived with the super heroes, that you weren't going to find the comics. So when she had gotten to the store, and couldn't find Batman of all comics. She kept looking, There was no X-men, or Superman, or Spider Man, or even Watchmen and Sandman. How was this store even open?
It wasn't a panic that set in, but she frowned. Comics were her entertainment when she wasn't killing people or making pipe bombs or training. And now even most of those were gone.
This place was starting to look a bit more like hell.
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Do you mind if it's just pistols. I don't know how to work anything larger than a handgun.
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I don't give a fuck. I just need to know some way to defend myself so I'm not a liability.
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That works. We're gonna have to find somewhere desolate. An old construction site usually is the best place to start.
Guns made noise, after all, and they didn't need someone calling the cops on two kids playing with guns.
OOC: Mind doing a log of them trying to do this next Tuesday?
Shouldn't be too hard to find. They've probably given up on rebuilding lots of places in the City.
ooc: no problem. I'm assuming you want to log it then, too?
I figured as much. Vampire nazis and shit like that.
OOC: That's the plan.
He wrote one last thing down before taking the copy of Bone to the register before leaving.
Look forward to working with you, Sugarplum Crazy.