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brb. ([personal profile] accelerate) wrote in [community profile] maskormenace2018-02-03 10:06 am

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[ in a bid to try and remember the memories he has lost to flashpoint — a realisation our fast hero hasn't had yet — barry turns to the realm of fandom. what better way to jog his memory than to write some fic? isn't that what the therapists told a young bartholomew allen? (he doesn't know. this isn't his first piece of memory fan fiction.) ]

[ this graces the network in the middle of the night. ]


UN: BEARY


The air crackles with golden electricity. Slick with ice is the street the Flash skids along, easily pulling himself to a confident standing position despite the ice on his shoes and the slightly poor finish to his run.

Captain Cold stands before him, Cold Gun in hand. His parka covers most of his face, and his goggles are as blue as the fabric. "Hello, Flash," he purrs.

"Captain Cold," the Flash says, a little respectively. "What brings you out so late?"

Captain Cold almost shrugs. "I was bored," he drawls. "The nighttime circuit around here isn't as fun as it used to be."

"You can blame your friends for that," says the Flash. He stand with his hands on his skinny hips, face a blur when the captain studies him.

Captain Cold's lips twist. "Want to have some fun, Flash?"

The Flash shakes his head. "No thanks. I've had enough fun for today."

"Oh well," Captain Cold almost pouts. "Save a dance for me next time. I've got my best dancing shoes on."

"And best dance floor," The Flash nods toward the thin layer of ice on the street.

It's now Captain Cold shrugs. "Call it practice. Giving to the poor what they want."

"And what's that?"

"I'll tell you later," he smirks. "During our next dance."

The Flash doesn't look displeased. Glancing at the Cold Gun and then back at Captain Cold, he nods his head, knowing that this is it.

"See you around, Captain." The Flash doesn't take off immediately, glancing at the Rogue who is almost like a friend. With another respectful nod, he's zipping along the street, a little clumsily on the thin ice as he disappears into the night.

Captain Cold watches him go with a little smile.
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-02-03 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
British is my normal accent.
devoutish: (a broken clock is right twice a day)

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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-03-14 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
That would depend on where they're from. If they're from the North, I sound more intelligent than them, always.
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-03-20 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
They saved my city, did they? What did they save it from?
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-03-30 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Here is one thing I would like to clarify. Was this meant to be a film of a historical event, or entirely fiction?

[Look, it's worth asking. Apparently these are real people, not characters, and given the crazy off-the-wall bullshit he's seen here, this actually isn't so unbelievable.]
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-03-30 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[dafuq tho]

These are called mockumentaries, yes?
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-03-30 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I expect it is if I'm the one watching it.
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-04-09 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
You know what multiplication by zero does, yes?
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-04-15 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
I've looked it up in the time that we've been speaking. Looks awful.
devoutish: (you do a pretty great impression)

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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-04-17 01:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I found an article on the internet.
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[personal profile] devoutish 2018-04-17 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I've learned about internet safety, mate. The ones with viruses all state that they haven't got viruses.