The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
(responding to Butch)Tyler Jackson-RenegadeTyler sat in his living room watching a bit of television. He to a sip of his drink and yawned. This life was nice and peaceful.... But damn was it boring sometimes. He had a pair of pistols at his door. Sure there was stuff to do if he wanted to be a bad guy. Which he didn't. He had at least two friends who were heroes... And Beth was bent on reforming. Ah well slow it was. He was surprised when Beth tapped his shoulder. "You gonna help me get things together or what" she asked. "Oh right that's today" said Tyler. Well today wasn't going to be boring.
Tenzing Abe- TwinbladeTenzing sat meditating in a public park. He really didn't care about the strange looks he received from passers by. He had yet to track down his demon and Tenzing was not one to let things go. He didn't care how late he was to that trivial get together. This was far more important. He took a deep breath and went back to meditation.
Butch- Bronze BrawlerButch lounged beside of a bank. The cat had one eye open in case any robberies occurred. Sure he couldn't take place in any super battles without his mech but that didn't mean he couldn't scratch the nuts off of any lowlife who tried anything. His whiskers twitched. For a super filled city there were quite a few nothing days.
Robert Downing- The BehemothRobert scratched his beard. Looking back and forth. At the moment he was sitting on a public bench trying to peacefully read his newspaper. The noises were so loud and they were everywhere. Enough to make a self respecting monster go berserk. But Robert had a promise to keep.He quietly mumbled to himself clutching his ears. "Keep your cool Robert. Remember thirty days without an outburst, let's make it thirty one at least".
Something landed next to him on the wall. Sticking to it was the red and blue avenger Spider-Man. He seemed very focused on a particular vehicle. It was a dark blue police truck.