Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20170616234922/@comment-26892768-20170622165342

Ryder growls in frustration, switching lanes repeatedly to avoid the roadblocks and Harry.

'''Why are these mutants still chasing me down? This is a normal van! With tinted windows! I should be blending right in with the rest of the cars on this road, but they still keep trying to get me - even when I try to make it seem like I'm a panicked pedestrian!' Ryder thinks to himself. 'Or maybe this is what they do for fun. Either way, time to step it up a notch...' ''

Ryder pulls out his phone and dials 911.

"H-hello? Police?" Ryder throws off his voice and inflections, sounding more like an average Joe than his deeper, guttural voice. "I'm being chased by s-someone - I think it's a mutant - and these webs just keep popping up on the road directly in front of my van! I've just been switching lanes to avoid him but he's not stopping! Y-you can't miss him; he's going so fast..."

Ryder hangs up. "It's moments like these I'm glad I went into acting before I became a mutant hunter."