“You look tasty today,” Mosquito Man said as he buzzed around Wander Woman.
“Oh look,” she replied. “A dark alley.” (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Cat Court and The Adventures of Carlos Danger. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
“Does someone need saving back there?” the Inedible Hunk growled nervously. He’d been turned into moldy cheese by the radiation accident at his lab. “There might be rats in that alley, you know.”
“Maybe,” Wander Woman said. “But I’ve never been down there. I like going to new places. It’s what I do.”
“And then we have to rescue you,” Beaver said. He was a mutant who’d been kicked out of that X-Men school for some dam reason. Since then his life had been one dam problem after another. “And then I’ll brood about it.”
“But brooding is what gives you such emotional depth and maturity,” Mosquito Man said. “I’ve been a teenager for forty years. My pimples have grandchildren.”
They heard a scream from farther down the alley. Wander Woman took off at a sprint, pulling her silver lariat from the belt at her impossibly narrow waist. And tripping on it.
“I should probably learn how to use this,” she said as she untangled herself and scrambled to her feet. “Oh look, a new donut shop. Let’s try it.”
“What about the scream?” Beaver asked broodingly.
“Oh, that was just me,” Louise Lane said, stepping out of the shadows. “I was waiting for Okayman.”
Around the corner, someone yelled “Up, up, and oh hell I’ll just walk.”
“Hi Okayman,” Wander Woman said as the Man of Copper came around the corner. “What brings you here tonight?
“I heard a scream,” Okayman said. And then sneezed. He was allergic to kryptonite and pollen. And nuts. And cat hair.
“That was her,” Mosquito Man said, pointing at Louise.
Louise nodded. “I was waiting for you and I saw a rat.”
The Inedible Hunk fainted.