[OC8] Issue #1: Opening Day

[Keia]

"Pain can be sobering," Brandon offered, looking on with slightly more anticipation than he probably should. It's just, this is an important day, and someone should not be drunk for it. He never had to worry about getting drunk again after his powers developed. Of course, he couldn't drink anymore either.

[Edit] For missing negatives

 

[KitanaVorr]

Anh reached for one of Mickey's arms, trying to pull the Mouse up toward the chair using her own rather minuscule weight for leverage. He stunk alright! And not just his breath. She tried not to gag on the stink as she shoved him toward the chair.

 

[Mirth]

"Well puking sure does help a body wake up," Mickey says as Anh helps him to a chair. Looking up at her through bloodshot eyes, he says, "Hey there little flower blossom, where did you come from?" Then he slips and Anh can't support his weight.

Falling, he mutters, "Man, this getup sure is bulky," and morphs, stopping his fall with his new shape. Standing before the group is the perfect likeness of Gary Coleman in an English schoolboy outfit, complete with propeller beanie. "Whatchoo looking at, Willis?" Gary mutters as he wipes some vomit from the corner of his mouth and climbs into a waiting chair.

 

[Caliber]

Face still wrinkled in distaste, Bruce seems obviously shocked as Mickey Mouse shifts into Gary Coleman.

"What ... what are you?" he mutters, too shocked to realize what he is saying.

A sudden burst of green rushes through his face, as he realizes what he had just said.

"Err ... sorry about that. Not really one to talk ..."

 

[Keia]

"What ... what are you?" he mutters, too shocked to realize what he is saying.

A sudden burst of green rushes through his face, as he realizes what he had just said.

"Err ... sorry about that. Not really one to talk ..."

"That's okay, Bruce, sometimes shifters make you take a double take. I'm sure you didn't mean anything by it. We're all a little different but I suppose that's the reason we're here: because we're different and we can use those differences for the good for others."

Brandon leans back in his chair, hoping his comments smoothed everything over, and waits for the big conference call.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Oh...ewwww Anh tried her hardest not to gag at the smell of the former Mickey Mouse and now Gary Coleman when she went to sit back down in her seat. Though she was fascinated by the shapeshifter, having never really seen one before. "Can you really change into anything you want? How long can you hold that shape? Can you change into something bigger than your current mass?"

 

[Mirth]

Oh...ewwww Anh tried her hardest not to gag at the smell of the former Mickey Mouse and now Gary Coleman when she went to sit back down in her seat. Though she was fascinated by the shapeshifter, having never really seen one before. "Can you really change into anything you want? How long can you hold that shape? Can you change into something bigger than your current mass?"

Gary turns to look at Anh and morphs again, this time taking the shape of Brad Pitt wrapped in a waist towel, "I can definitely change into anything you want, darlin' - big, bigger, biggest." Brad's smile is a bright dazzling white.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Her cheeks turned a vibrant scarlet. "Um...I..." wow that really does look like him...and that towel...very nice touch. Her dark eyes met his and there was a hint of dry humor in them. "Anything I want? How about sober and not smelling like a latrine?"

 

[garyh]

Just then, the conference screen lights up with the logo of the OC 8, followed by a picture of a middle-aged guy in a suit, Edison Field in the background. The astute Angel fan would recognize the face as belonging to that of Tim Mead, Angels PR Director. As it is, only the Lieutenant recognized him. Pressing a button on the conference table, the outgoing feed picked up.

"Hello, Mr. Mead," Lt. Liberty said in greeting. "We've got most of the Eight assembled now. Why don't you share with them their first mission?"

Smiling back, Mead spoke like a man used to press conferences. "The Angels are proud to be the OC8's first assignment," Mead said. "As you may be aware, this Sunday the Angels will be hosting Texas in the first game of the season. This game will be nationally televised on ESPN and the Governor Davis will be on hand to throw out the first pitch. We want you to make sure nothing happens while all eyes are upon the defending World Champions," he concluded. Looking around the table, he attempted to see what sort of group would be at Edison Field in a few days time. He did a double take when he saw Brad Pitt standing there in a towel.

OOC: Sorry I disappeared for a bit! Got busy with the first week of school and all. Now, let's get this show on the road!

 

[KitanaVorr]

Anh's brows furrowed slightly at that announcement. "So we're super security guards? Why would anyone attack a baseball game." She looks honestly confused and since she pretty much didn't know much about baseball... "What could anyone get out of disrupting a baseball game?"