So let me paint a picture for you. Its 1953 and a 55' Chevy Bel Air is tearing down the roads of the nuked husk of a city that is Chicago. Jeremy has the pedal to the metal, his hands are white-knuckled on the steering wheel and shifter and his brow is pouring sweat, nonetheless he is weaving through debris at high speed in a stunning display of skill. Dan leans out the passenger side, his Tommy gun rata-tat-tatting as it sends countless slugs into Werhmacht soldiers as they try to block the road with their bodies. The wind does not dislodge his fedora. In the back seat stands a six foot tall, five hundred pound robot (me), one arm bracing the other. The braced arm is a Gatling gun and it spews a hail of rounds into a quartet of troop carriers that follows the Chevy into the ruins of Chicago. Next to the robot stands Eric with some high tech looking gauntlets on, one gauntlet flashes and obliterates the front end of a troop carrier with the beam of light it emits. The other gauntlet flashes and a hazy field of energy blinks into existence and deflects a grenade flung by a soldier from the blockade as the Chevy burns rubber through the scattered mass of Wehrmacht soldiers and heads deeper into Chicago. Possibly to fight zombies.
Edit: The only reason Laura was not mentioned above is that she did not have a character idea the other day.
Edit: The only reason Laura was not mentioned above is that she did not have a character idea the other day.
I know there are inconsistencies galore here (not the least of which being a 55 Chevy in 1953), but that is awesome. I would pay to read that story in serialized form.
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