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PostSubject: The Dark Tansut   Fri Sep 12, 2008 3:58 pm

High up on the corner of the tallest skyscraper in Waggish City perches The Tanman. Cloaked in shades of grey, black, and a little neon blue, he remains perfectly still. His elogant cape follows the length of his body and goes back several feet as it blows behind him, like a flag reserved only for the demented and evil to see. The rain pours hard, like tiny needles trying to break his focus and distract him from the task at hand.

Lights litter the landscape as he peers over his domain. His city. His people. It all needs protection. This is a desperate time for Waggish City, and no one dares try and stop it. No one, save for him. Crime runs rampant, the corrupt flourish, and the plastic bottles get thrown away with all the other trash.

Until now...

The Tanman closes his eyes, briefly, preparing himself for the work that must be done. That will be done. He stands and turns. His foot steps on his majestic cape, causing him to slip.

Tanman: Oh God...

Off-balance, he stumbles over the ledge. The air howls around him as his descent continues to accelerate in speed. It's going to be a long night...
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PostSubject: Re: The Dark Tansut   Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:09 pm

*meanwhile at luxurious Tansut Manor, Ranma prepares dinner for Bruce Tansut*

Ranma: I hope he's in the mood for breakfast pizza....
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PostSubject: Re: The Dark Tansut   Sat Oct 18, 2008 7:56 am

Shrooms McOrdinary along a busy stretch of pavement outside the tallest building in Waggish City, reading his newspaper nonchalantly. Suddenly an incredibly unattractive superhero crashes down onto his very unremarkable body. Tanman bounces off McOrdinary and into the side of a Taxi cab.

Tanman: :: dusting himself off:: Are you alright mam?

Shrooms McOrdinary's brain swells with the rush of blood forced from his crushed extremities. Tanman looks at his broken body and realises that McOrdinary is no more, this man has renamed himself for his new persona... Crippleman.

Crippleman: :: his face unrecognisably swollen:: Shyou douussche bshag.

Tanman: Not THIS year CRIPPLEMAN!

Tanman moves to stamp on Crippleman but the fall wasn't without its damage to him too, and he insteads falls lifelessly, his rubber nipples jabbing deep into Crippleman's eyes.


Tanman: Heh heh...
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