Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190723131114/@comment-26892768-20190723232758

(welp)

(I've given him time)

(let us commence)

It really is a nice day in Amity Park. Birdsong is filling the air, kids are laughing and playing in the grass, people are talking on benches...

Of course, that idyllic image is ruined a bit if you look a bit outside the local park to the chase on the roads.

A large, black and green three-legged robotic sphere thing with a red eye on top is dominating the roads, running through both lanes at speeds that are definitely over the speed limit and leaving holes in the pavement, sidewalk, buildings...whatever its legs happen to walk over, really. All the while, a blaster that seems to be made of common household electronics is firing away at the sphere's pursuer.

That pursuer is a white-haired, green-eyed teenager who seems to be...say...15, flying through the air in a black and white hazmat suit, expertly dodging the shots fired his way. His name? Danny Phantom, the ghostly (or half-ghostly anyway) hero of Amity Park, and, recently, the world.

"Really, Technus?" Danny remarks, dodging another shot of green energy fired at him. "A homemade ecto-blaster and a walking tripod? That's it? I can't believe I'm chasing you on a weekend for this! You didn't even bother to plaster your face on your stuff this time!"

"Insolent ghost child!" A nasally voice emits from the machine - presumably the Technus Danny's talking to. "Just because I have not yet graced my newest body with my visage does not mean that it is inferior to my previous ones!"

As they go through a more crowded area, the green lines on the machine glow, and four cars parked on the curb gain the same glow, flying up to the machine as it splits open horizontally in the middle, revealing a variety of upgraded powertools and other such supplies that quickly begin to work on the cars as they go around the robot in a whirlwind.

"And to be quite honest, I'm insulted-" The body then closes together, wires connecting to it and retracting on other ends as twin arms are revealed. "-that you think a mere blaster is the only trick up my sleeve! Ha HA! Get it? Because I have arms now?"

Now Danny has a more difficult time keeping up - not only is the blaster still firing, but he also has to dodge Technus' swings and punches.

"Stand still so that I may destroy you!" Technus slams his mechanical hands together on Danny, the halfa managing to escape by the skin of his teeth.

"I...should be telling him... that!" A frustrated teenage voice yells out on the ground level. See, following the two ghosts are the human friends of Danny Phantom, here to help him out against this threat. One of them is a black-haired teenage boy with black glasses, a red beret, yellow shirt, jeans, and a PDA, and the other is a black-haired teenage girl with a black and purple top, a black skirt with green stripes, purple leggings, steel-toed combat boots, and black bracelets - Tucker Foley and Sam Manson, respectively. The complaint came from the former, who is notably more exhausted than Sam.

Tucker looks at his female friend. "Are you sure we couldn't take the RV? Or the Specter Speeder?"

"Well, here's the thing..." Sam stops a moment to wipe her brow; although she's most athletic in their friend group, this chase isn't easy on her either. "One - RV isn't an option because Danny's parents are out of town for two days, remember? Two, do you want Technus to have access to jet engines? And three...neither of us have a liscence, and wouldn't it be bad for your image if you broke the law, Mr. Mayor?"

Tucker scowls at Sam's cheeky grin. Yes, this tech geek is in fact mayor of Amity Park. Things have been...weird since the Earth was nearly destroyed by a giant asteroid. Even months later, no one's really had time to adjust. "I have a permit!"

"And I count as a responsible adult how?" Sam raises an eyebrow in response to Tucker, causing the boy to grumble as he casts his eyes to his PDA.

"Hey, Tuck! How about a progress report, huh?" Danny calls out to his friends, narrowly dodging a blast shortly afterwards.

"I'm working on it! Do you know how hard it is to hack into a ghost-possessed amalgamation of electronics while also running at full speed? It's not as easy as it sounds!" Tucker replies, thumbs working rapidly on the PDA.

"And it is a shame that your efforts shall never see fruit! Because I, TECHNUS, MASTER OF ALL TECHNOLOGY AND ELECTRONICS, am now unveiling my secret weapon!" Technus yells. "Behold, ghost child! The instrument of your demise!"

A thinner third arm emerges from the back - er, front - of the machine, and at the end of it is a long mechanical stick with an equally mechanical hoop at the end, glowing green string being strung inside the hoop in a pattern.

"The Ghost Catcher!?" Danny's eyes widen in surprise.

"Oh great, that thing again?" Tucker whines.

"How'd he even get a hold of that? I mean, it's not like..." Sam looks up at her boyfriend, and even from a distance, she can tell that his face is looking considerably more guilty than it should. "Danny, you put the Ghost Catcher somewhere safe, right?"

"...does the back corner of my closet count?" Danny asks sheepishly, green tinting his cheeks.

Even with all the running she's been doing, Sam still has the energy to facepalm.

"To be fair, have you seen his closet? I'm surprised Technus managed to wedge it out of there." Tucker remarks.

"Regardless of how he got it, we have to make this quick now - that thing can split me between my human and ghost half normally..." Danny gulps as he looks at the machine. "...and with Technus giving it an upgrade, I don't even want to know what it does."