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[takaradical]

[Golden Tiger is not, by any means, a brilliant strategist. He does, on the other hand, have two years experience maneuvering around boardrooms, and that's taught him more than a few things. The first being that when an opportunity presents itself, you take it. So with the spandex squad all in a tizzy after Doctor Doofus's little song and dance, now's the perfect time to get out there and make a name for himself in this town.

It comes to the surprise of almost no one when a giant robot crab comes crashing through the wall of the Venture City Central Bank, trailed by a regular platoon of hired thugs. The Tiger himself is on the scene, of course, standing atop that crushing crustacean, arms folded. The room erupts in chaos. A few security guards try and rush the goons, but they're mowed down in seconds. Tiger just laughs and swishes his coat, letting the speakers in his mask carry his voice through the building.]

Alright, nobody make a move! This here is a robbery. Take everything ya got and dump it all in the bags. Everything for the Golden Tiger!

[On cue, the thugs hold out a collection of burlap sacks, some of which have dollar signs painted on them. Need to shoot for authenticity here.]

Don't forget about those safety deposit boxes, too! C'mon people, let's hustle!

[One by one, the tellers, guards, and even some of the patrons step up and start to unload cold hard cash into the bags. So many supervillains swing by this place, they all know the procedure by now. Everything's going just as planned. If one of those rubes in tights showed up, everything would fall to pieces.

That'd just be awful, right?

Right.]

Comments

How About No!

[sebastiancafe]

The kid always knew when to make an entrance. A bottle connects with the side of the giant crab from behind. Though he might be more concerned with the fact he was about to be peppered with about 20 mortar balls. The Skipper's would have been proud to see that crab get blasted that way, laying down all over the surface of a crab.

Even worse for that Tiger fellow was the fact the Kid's mortars left a new paint of hot grease all over his crab; making sure it would get very hot near and on the crab. If it was a real crab, it would turn nice and red pretty quick.

"You took the words right from my mouth!"

[number1_kerbal]

Normally, it's bad to cut in without announcing yourself, but I'll let that slide this time. Thanks for the assist!

[Jebediah lines up a second shot-going for the left optic this time to burn it out and blind the robot completely. But if he sees a gap in the armor he can pour a shot into, or a spot where that grease might ignite when struck by a laser...]

[takaradical]

[The bottle and mortars strike true, slamming into the side of the robot and heavily denting its shell. The whole contraption staggers from the force and Takarada clings desperately to its back, trying not to fall right off. Jeb's laser misses the mark, but that's fine because he's pretty much already on the run.]

Crud. Alright boys, take what ya got and move!

[One super is to be expected, but two is just a little too much to handle, especially when they've got the upper hand now. DTR scuttles backwards, trying to disengage from the melee and beat a hasty retreat.]

[sebastiancafe]

"Sorry about that! I am The Kid. You catch the fleeing goons, I will break this stupid machine."

The kid doesn't care much for this guy and his giant crab. He took his hammer out to charge down the crab, leaping at it. He brings down his hammer in a massive overhead smash against it's hull. The kid knew how to really make that hammer smite. Though since the Kid didn't know the thing too well, there was no chance he hit just the right seam to make it crack right down the middle. Right?

[number1_kerbal]

Just the Kid? Man, you need to pick a better name for yourself. Good work though!

[I hope you goons weren't too busy running away to get LASERED.]