This short is an edited version I submitted to the 'City Of Heroes'
forums.
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Tales From Pioneer City: Detecto Part 1 - The Lady Wore a
Tight Dress
This is the story of a man. Just one man. No women. Well, there were women, but not just yet. And there are other men but the story is not about them, they just happened to be in it. There are a thousand stories in the naked city... I REALLY wished I lived there, but I don't. I live in Pioneer City and this is my story.
Who am I? I am Detecto. I'm a unique HUmar... Just like everyone else.
What do I do? I detect. Great how things turn out eh?
It was a dark and stormy night, the way all good stories start. I was at my desk wondering where my next meal was going to come from when SHE walked in. If looks could kill then this HUnewearl was a mass-murderer, with legs that didn't know how to quit. All the signs said: "Warning: Dangerous Curves Ahead."
I wiped the drool away and turned on the charm.
"So... What does a girl like you do for money?"
She slapped me... Hard. Clearly I had struck a nerve so she struck one back.
"Are you a hero Mr. Detecto?" She said in a voice so dripping with honey that it gave me diabetes.
"It's just Detecto." I replied.
"Are you a hero Just Detecto?"
I thought about that for a moment as she leaned across the desk.
"I need you."
I could tell that she needed me, by the look in her eyes. Well actually I was staring at her cleavage, but you get the general idea.
"There's a guy called Socko who needs to be stopped. He runs around stealing one sock from people."
"That doesn't sound too bad."
"After he has the sock he mashes them into a bloody pulp with a 500 pound sledgehammer."
"Oh."
"Why are you the one bringing the case... To me?" I asked.
She sauntered over to the door, my eyes bewitched by her hypnotic dance. She turned and spoke just before leaving.
"Because he's my husband."
Next week : Detecto becomes aquainted with the staff at the Intensive Care Unit.
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This is the story of a man. Just one man. No women. Well, there were women, but not just yet. And there are other men but the story is not about them, they just happened to be in it. There are a thousand stories in the naked city... I REALLY wished I lived there, but I don't. I live in Pioneer City and this is my story.
Who am I? I am Detecto. I'm a unique HUmar... Just like everyone else.
What do I do? I detect. Great how things turn out eh?
It was a dark and stormy night, the way all good stories start. I was at my desk wondering where my next meal was going to come from when SHE walked in. If looks could kill then this HUnewearl was a mass-murderer, with legs that didn't know how to quit. All the signs said: "Warning: Dangerous Curves Ahead."
I wiped the drool away and turned on the charm.
"So... What does a girl like you do for money?"
She slapped me... Hard. Clearly I had struck a nerve so she struck one back.
"Are you a hero Mr. Detecto?" She said in a voice so dripping with honey that it gave me diabetes.
"It's just Detecto." I replied.
"Are you a hero Just Detecto?"
I thought about that for a moment as she leaned across the desk.
"I need you."
I could tell that she needed me, by the look in her eyes. Well actually I was staring at her cleavage, but you get the general idea.
"There's a guy called Socko who needs to be stopped. He runs around stealing one sock from people."
"That doesn't sound too bad."
"After he has the sock he mashes them into a bloody pulp with a 500 pound sledgehammer."
"Oh."
"Why are you the one bringing the case... To me?" I asked.
She sauntered over to the door, my eyes bewitched by her hypnotic dance. She turned and spoke just before leaving.
"Because he's my husband."
Next week : Detecto becomes aquainted with the staff at the Intensive Care Unit.