Issue #0

[boostedfailure]

[Rolling over Michael comes face to face with some odd woman, not unattractive, but kind of not what he was expecting, pondering he hops up and looks around, then panics and runs out of the room]

Action 1 1489 Kramden Road

"SKEETS?  WHERE ARE YOU?  WHERE ARE MY PANTS?  DAMN IT!  YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO LET ME DRINK THAT MUCH?"

[Michael stomps about the house finally getting dressed in ordinary clothes but looking embarrassed]

"SKEETS?  THIS ISN'T FUNNY!....  Skeets?  This.....  Doesn't look like Vegas, or somewhere I'd pull something stuu....."

[He stops staring at the photos and blinks]

"Ok...  Wait...  Either I'm having a weird dream..."  [He pinches himself] "Or I got kidnapped in some funky...  I MADE THE BIG TIME!  Wait...  Isn't that a bad thing?"

Phone 1

"Operator, this is the famous super hero Booster Gold.  Now, I will gladly come and autograph any memorabilia you want if you can tell me just where I am or at least put me in contact with the Justice League.  Or the Justice Society.  Or really any major super hero group and or their publicist.  Or Skeets...  Where is he?  He probably knows where my suit is...  Anyways!  Just uh..  Please hurry!  I'm borrowing some clothes and this place is kinda creepy."

Action 2  Around town

[After being creeped out by drone wife for a bit Booster needed to get out, armed with nothing more than his confusion, stupid grin and lost expression he went out into the streets of Mayfield]

"Man, whenever this happens to Batman or Superman people respond a heck of a lot quicker...."

Comments

Action #2

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward couldn't help but overhear Michael mentioning the name of his archrival, so of course, you've got his attention. He turns away from whatever he's focusing on and calls out after him.]

Hang on a second, friend. You---[Hold on, Eddie. Better not mention the Bat yet.]

You appear to be lost.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

[Michael blinks then looks at the new comer and grins]

"Yeah... I was in Metropolis the other night... And... I don't remember drinking, but... Wow.. Talk about awkward mornings, I really gotta get that lady's name and uh.. Something. But, I'm sure you've heard of me, the hero Booster Gold and all. But, I'm just a little lost, and my um, sidekick seems to have wandered off with my costume."

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Metropolis? So there really is someone else from his world here? But when he hears the name...]

I'm afraid I've never heard of you, "Booster Gold."

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"Er, remember that Doomsday guy that killed Superman? I was in that fight and uh... Well, its not important! Just..... Where the heck am I?"

[Phone]

[seriousbigtime.livejournal.com]

You're in a place called Mayfield. It's really---wait, hang on. Time out.

You're a superhero? Like, a real superhero?

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"You are talking to the guy who fought Doomsday with Superman! I'm just uh... My sidekick kinda seems to be missing along with my suit."

[seriousbigtime.livejournal.com]

Superman?!

[Well. He'd better not mention that where he comes from, Superman's just a comic-book character. Getting a 4th-Wall Lecture from Scott Pilgrim is not something he wants to go through again, even on the other side of the fence.]

You've got a sidekick, too?

[animalhusbandry.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I've never heard of you. Or Batman or Superman, for that matter. But tell me - are you acquainted at all with Arachna-Dude or the Sulk?

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"Er... No? Maybe they're from some place.. Wait! Are you telling me you've never heard of Metropolis' greatest hero? I mean... Booster Gold?!"

[animalhusbandry.livejournal.com]

Regrettably, I have not.

Phone

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

[...She instantly dislikes the voice]

There's no way to contact them in here. Luckily.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"That's not good. What about uh... Where is in here anyways lady? Actually... May I get your name too?"

[poisonivyforyou.livejournal.com]

Mayfield, America. And the name is... uh, Pamela. I'm new in this city myself.

Phone 1

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Never heard of you! [But trolling superheroes/villains has become her favorite thing ever lately. So. Enjoy that.]

Re: Phone 1

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... Seems to be a common theme... So where the heck am I?"

[notsaul.livejournal.com]

Mayfield.

It's like Leave it to Beaver but with more giant robots and fistfights.

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Super hero?

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"You know, fighting for truth, justice, the American way and good marketing? I've been in there with the big leagues! I was on the Justice League, and fought with Blue Beetle... Don't worry, as long as I'm here nobody has to worry!"

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

I fear that while you are expressing noble ideals, the reality of this place is rather grim and dark, despite the initial appearance of things.

Phone

[biophases.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm sorry! But I don't think that will work. There's really no way to contact them here, unfortunately.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... That's what I keep hearing... But I mean this place seems kinda sleepy for a super hero and... There's some weird lady that says I'm married to her, and I haven't been drinking lately."

[biophases.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately that doesn't stop quite a few of us from being here.

Don't worry, I'm sure she means well. Apparently they're all programed to think that way.

Action 2

[greatestmanll40.livejournal.com]

[Lex spots Booster and approaches.]

Booster?

So it seems Mayfield is willing to grab just about any cape these days.

[boostedfailure.livejournal.com]

[That voice... Ohcrapohcrapohcrap! He slowly turns and scratches the back of his head]

"Er... Hey Mr. Luthor. You know I haven't worn a cape since like the 80's. There was that incident."

[greatestmanll40.livejournal.com]

Of course.

Either way, welcome to this forsaken rock called Mayfield.