This choice: You miss, She escapes. You’re stuck. • Go Back...Chapter #6Magic Man Stuck in Gum by: Goodvibes   *PING*
The sound ranged out, Magic Man grinned in delight as he thought he managed to get Bubble Punk in his spell-web. His grin slowly turned into a frown as he heard the sound of Bubble Punk laughing.
"Missed me, hope you like getting my gum outta your shorts!" Bubble Punk proclaimed in a cheeky fashion.
"Crap." Magic Man said, right before he saw a couple of police cruisers come by him "Double crap." What followed them were Channel 13 and 6's news vans. "Triple crap."
The public had been enamored by Magic Man's appearance, with the police trying to get answers from him and the media looking for a juicy story. The sensation of the city trapped for their pleasure was enticing, as well as the fact he was in gum of all things. Magic Man struggled as he saw,someone a face that he had became accustomed to in the past week. Following her were three other officers and the reporters from their vans.
"Hello, Magic Man" Detective Evans said
"Hey, Detective."Magic Man said.
"You seem to be in a pickle right now and no escape is open for ya. An Ample time to take you to the jailhouse, isn't it?" Detective Evans told him, Magic Man knew she didn't really mean what she said. However, she couldn't necessarily support a vigilante, so she had to do what she had to do.
"Sorry to disappoint, Detective, but that isn't going to happen."
"And why is that?"
"Its because of this." Magic Man announced and with a quick whisper under his breath, he was teleported to a closet under his college campus. Unfortunately, he was still covered with gum and various chemical bottles, brooms, and boxes attached to his gummed up form.
"Quadruple crap."
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"Damn, she was right, it was in my shorts." Mark said as he did he best to readjust to his body, being trapped in gum was not an experience he wanted to do again. He needed to make something to deal with that sticky stuff that Bubble Punk spat at him.
He walked towards the cafeteria, looking to for something to fill his stomach. Mark stopped as he heard a duo of people walking behind him, Mark turned around to see who they were.
"Mark, where were you? We were trying to call you for an hour dude." Damien, Mark's friend said to him. Damien was one of those "pretty boys" that girls seemed to like. With almost fae-like features and a dancer's build to him. His face possessed high cheekbones, and as one woman put it, "damming eyes." A long mane of hair that didn't need any styling to it flowed towards his shoulders.Although, his personalty contrasted with that image, greatly. A personality that many said reminded them of a stereotypical "stoner." Not helping him was the baggy clothing and beanie on his head.
"I keep telling you Damien, he was probably on one of his little ' I need to do something' event that keeps happening more often." Trisha put in, Mark's other friend on campus. A small, African-American girl, although, she was more "tan" than "black. She had a heart-shaped face that drew people's attention,but the rest of her wasn't anything to write home about. Though, don't let her hear that, when she spoke her voice commanded respect and fear. And her being angry at someone could most likely make that effect even greater. Her attire contrasted with Damien, with her actually showing effort in dressing herself; a beige, business casual suit.
"I'm sorry, you two, I got caught up in something." Mark weakly replied.
"Whatever, its fine. Come on, lets go eat. Say, did you hear that Magic Boy got his behind handed to him by the "Gum Girl"? Man, what a dork!" Damien said as the trio walked towards the cafteria,
"I am going to enjoy this." Mark thought sarcastically.
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