Posted by Exile on January 30, 2001 at 12:48:14:
In Reply to: HH Crashes The Party... posted by Finny on January 30, 2001 at 09:50:45:
"Your friend is only an obsticle my dear friend, Obsticles may be overcome." said the Hood, who, with a gesture, retconned CSFB! into his slave, forcing him to run out of the condo at top speed. "Quite slow service around here..."
"What do you want Hood?" exclaimed Vizh in an unsual burst of bravado.
"Why, Visionary, you know more than most that a villain can also be sentimental. Besides, I mean only to bring my daughter a gift."
At the concluding words of HH's sentence Dream bursts back into the room, a case of his favourite "malted battery-acid" in his arms.
"Here ya go Hoody-master!!"
The Cowled Crime Czar gestures again, this time towards the crowd of onlooking heroes. "Dream, why don't you share your refreshments with the crowd?"
"Right on it, Hoodlum!"
"Master of talking things out indeed." mumbled FFF, while playing with his LL indenticard.
In about three tenths of a second, the entire case is distributed and three bottles lay on the floor beside the constantly-twitching Dream.
"A toast to my daughter." offered the Hood, raising a glass of wine he'd forced CSFB! to also bring along.
The assorted Legion and LOR members follow suit, raising the soda high and all taking a sip... all but the Dark Knight who, at the time was taking a ph test of it. As the soda slid down their collective throats.. it immediately diffused into their bloodstream... the result was some 30 heroes on the ground spasming violently.. and about 15 litres of pop burning through Vizh's carpet.... but the worst hadn't yet come...