a day in the life...

[forgottendecade]

A
[ Dick's Bikes was the place to go if you were a rough biker with a few loose morals and not that much money. One can work on their own bike, maybe swap out their bike for another bike, or if one was lucky enough, have enough money to get the mechanics involved in rebuilding a bike from getting turned into so much twisted metal, or do that mysterious thing that swaps out pieces to turn it into a different bike than the one that was brought in.

Joji was one of those mechanics, and a popular one as well. While the other workers look like the type that use bits of metal to chew on, he looked a little like he was just wasting time. At least he usually fixes the bikes he gets and makes them work better than normal. He also doesn't take that long in fixing anything and spends some of his time just hanging around, sitting on his work bench and gossiping with the other workers.

Want to bother him during that time? ]

B
[ There's a rumor going around from one low-life to another. It's not that big of a rumor to catch the ears of most supers - villain and hero alike - but it is something exchanged by the lowly goon and the hard-working average con artist. It's basically goes something like If you find a strangely colored coin, there's a guy at Zero's who will pay good cash for it. If asked around a bit more, someone at the bar might point out a rather normal Asian guy that sits at the counter, drinking tea since whiskey would push the ratings too high. He's only there for a couple hours at the most, and the regulars at the bar treat him like they are scared to make him mad.

Anyone want to bother him about this rumor? ]

C
[ Joji worked hard on converting an empty warehouse into a liveable habitat/workshop. There are still parts that don't work quite the right way, but for the most part, the living area is nice and roomy, with an upper floor for his private quarters and a lower part where anyone can just hang out and enjoy the comforts of urban living. The workshop side is still mostly brick and enclosed metal, with a long built in workbench and space for a few motorcycles (some still in parts), a fancy device that might be a laser scanner or possibly the beginning of a huge gun, and some fancy computers on standby.

Just anybody could walk into the building, but the moment they do, a breathless electronic voice would ask them who they were. Anyone want to see what happens if the voice isn't answered? ]

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[forgottendecade]

[this bar was use to weird people making weird attacks, so much that the regulars pretty much grab their drinks of choice and hide under their tables. Joji saw the flash and moved back, bringing up his robotic arm to cover his face, while with his other hand, he grabbed a bottle and tossed it at the doll.]

[talktothedoll]

[Good shot with that bottle, Joji. It solidly connects with the doll, sending it flying, where it lands in someone's cheese dip. Cue massive Maki freakout; he's not worried about anything else other than getting the doll back and de-cheesed.]

[forgottendecade]

[He waits for a moment and then tosses some crumpled bills in the direction of the bar and leaves. It might seem cowardly, but he was in no mood to play tag with some guy and his doll in the middle of a crowded bar. It's much better to play tag outside where there are plenty of buildings left to destroy.]

[talktothedoll]

[Once Maki frees his doll from that cheese dip, he furiously looks around the bar for Joji, realizes the scientist is gone, and then gets out of there himself.]

[forgottendecade]

[He's long gone too, so Maki will have to track him down in other ways if he felt like doing so.]