2008-06-29

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Somewhere in Lawrence, a door had slammed.

Not much longer, a bald eagle took off from a second story window of a farmhouse.

And not too long after that, there's a large, majestic eagle floating the thermals up high in the air looking for something to do, someone to save, and hopefully something to be a little violent with.

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There is a flash.

There is a bang.

There is now a pigeon coop where one had previously not been.

There is also a strangely dressed man apparently running around in circles screaming hysterically, while a few inhabitants of the aforementioned pigeon coop look notably alarmed.

Particularly the white one.

Who is being clutched rather fiercely by the also aforementioned strangely dressed man.

For this, this is not a rooftop in New York, New York.

It is, apparently, rather alarming.
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FLASH

BANG

WHOOSH

Those are the sounds of a speedster slipping into Apocalypse Land.

SCREEEEEEEECH

is the sound of said speedster suddenly coming to a stop to boggle at his suddenly changed surroundings, and

WHOOSH

again would be him superspeeding to the Kent farm. Because where else is there to go, really?

Who wants to be the first one to break the news?