“ Oh... ”
He turns and watches the cannon shoot into the air to somewhere random
“ That's remarkably interesting. You must truly be an amazing hero. Ahhh, I wish I could be so ... How was the word?? Hot. Did I use it correctly?? ”
Depends on what I can get my hands on. It's kinda like a current.. so I can blow up whatever I touch.
I also have like, a super awesome canon in my arm. Check it-
[He raises the robotic arm to the sky, bending his hand back, and firing into the air. Its... probably safe.]
“ Understandable. . . Hmmm... My pattern recognition eyes tell me that whenever you get like this is becoming something happened. . . Is something happening, Robertson?? ”
“ Well, I am a superman. . . Is there someone called Superman?? I'm not entirely aware. But I go as Phenomaman. I chose that name because the ladies at the Nordstrom rack said I was phenomenal ”
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' why thank you. ' pleased that he made no fuss like the other supers, jason relaxes a little.
his hand comes up to wipe the blood off his visor. ' so, you're not superman or any of the superboys that's for sure. who are you? '
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“ I'm not sick. . . ”
He looks closely curious
“ I can certainly see that. But I can't blow things up. I usually just... Throw them into the sun. I'm sure your method is far more practical. How much of an explosion are we talking about?? ”
Damn, bullet proof! That's sick.
I uhh.. I can blow things up! And I guess I've got regenerative abilities- I heal quicker than a normal human.. but I don't regrow limbs. Exhibit A.
[He rolls up a sleeve, showing his prosthetic arm.]
Damn, bullet proof! That's sick.
I uhh.. I can blow things up! And I guess I've got regenerative abilities- I heal quicker than a normal human.. but I don't regrow limbs. Exhibit A.
[He rolls up a sleeve, showing his prosthetic arm.]
He just blinks twice as he looks down
“ Oh. . . I thought he was taking a nap. . . You got something on your face, mister mask ”
He points at him and smiles
“ I'm mostly happy you can do your work without being bothered😁. Just remember, always ask for permission ”
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' oh no, you're totally fine big fellow. ' suddenly, the gun fires and blood paints the surface in front of them. some of it splattered unto his outfit and helmet.
' no hard feelings, just appreciate you letting me do my work. '
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“ That's a whole new meaning for the state of burning. I'll remember it, and yes, it is rather fun at time
As for my Urgothian powers, I have what humas here call "super strength", although I'd just say humans are just too weak. I can also fly and stop the fast metal things
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