Amidst all the sunshine and frolic of the summer, something tenebrous, ominous, and vague has been lurking as of late. Whether chattered on HeroNet, noted in Point of Concern memos, or whispered about in dark alleys and smokey bars, there's been scuttlebutt.
A smelly, extra scuttly butt, too.
Rumor/report/tip/your uncle Bob has it that something dangerous is making its way into CB from the west, this weekend. Now, what, exactly, that something dangerous is unconfirmed. Speculation and theories are as varied as the sources: a new addictive designer drug; high tech weapons with, or for, a well-organized street gang; possibly one or more WMDs, fusion, chemical, or biological.

There are many, many theories on what and who, none of which can be confirmed. All that's narrowed down is a when and where.
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	Creekfield has no towering buildings. So where is a cape wearing grapple gun using anti-hero to perch?! Well, tonight Forsaken is just on top of a bakery. Hey, it's tall, right? But she's watching things... a weird feeling of ominous dread in her gut.
Yutaka , like all the heroes, in Colonial Bay has heard the rumbling, both on the street, and in the clubs, and so he's found him self in suburbia, He's not sure what hes looking for, and remains incognito, until something pops up. Instead of his normal high fashion clothing, he wears cargo shorts, and a graphic t-shirt, shades for the sun, and he's just hanging out..
Catching word of the mysterious event on HeroNet, Copycat tried to convince her fellow heroes to look into it. After being waved off for believing in silly rumors, she decided to check it out herself. Flying out from the east, she dips down low as she gets closer to the supposed location, to hide the green trail of energy she leaves behind her. She drops down in an alleyway and proceeds on foot, keeping an eye out for anything ominous. Of course, a pink-haired heroine is hardly inconspicuous.
Wolf has heard the darkly ominous wisperings of the restless spirits in the forests to the West. A murmurring of the think night air, a creak of an overhead bough. The land itself is restless, as the moon fades now from Half to Dark. Something untoward lies afoot. But: What, and How, and Why?
You last paged Yutaka.
Presently, this almost picture-perfect example of suburbia is exactly that. Children play in yards and sprinklers. Backyard barbecues happen. While some picket fences are bright and new and others faded or rotting, all seems generally what one would expect. Something for a postcard.

And then you hear it.
First, the blaring, over-amplified, and shrill notes make those with sensitive ears, or even some with regular ears, cringe in horror.
Children cease their play in mid-giggle. Turn. And scream.
For around the corner it turns and begins its slow, methodical, inexorable approach....

An ice cream truck.
<Public> Malcolm has connected.
<Public> Yutaka waves
<Public> Copycat TACKLESNUGS!
<Public> Malcolm waves.
<Public> Porter waves.
<Public> Malcolm is promptly sundered from this plane of existence by the Atomic Cat.

	Oh god, barbecue smell. Forsaken's stomach rumbles as she smells that. She reaches a hand to rub her exposed stomach. Hey, she has abs and likes to show'em off. What? Either way, she's about to give up and go find a bite when she hears the notes. She imagines the age old comedian Eddie Murphy yelling, ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM! And she turns her head to look that way. How evil! Well, not really. She never really got to enjoy ice cream trucks as a kid. She was too busy bouncing from foster home to foster home. But hey, she can at least keep an eye on kids. She really loves doing that. So she just leans over the edge of the rooftop and gazes down upon the kids queuing up to get ice cream.
Rick enters from Countryside Northwest of Colonial Bay.
Rick has arrived.
[OOC] Rick says, "Herple."
[OOC] Copycat snugs a Rick!
Yutaka is looking for something out of the ordinary, this isn't it, but if nothing else, its a hot day, and what's better than Ice Cream and more natural, than getting some. He casually walks over, not wanting to cut in line, he waits for the kids to get theirs before he steps forward for some.
[OOC] Yutaka says, "nice greeting, and a good herpie to you too."
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Copycat peeks around from the side alley of a small mom and pop corner store, selling cute home decor. She can't really believe how picturesque this part of town is. "...can't believe anything as bad as they say could be going on down here," she murmurs to herself. She looks left, then right, before stepping out to the sidewalk. So much for keeping under cover.
You paged Rick with 'Hi! Welcome! IF you'd like to slot into the poseorder after Cat, totally go for it! IF not, I can post . . .'