Skit By: LA (me) and Mei
"Help that man just took my purse!" An elderly lady cried standing next to a newspaper stand her hands full of groceries, but no one paid any attention to her accept for one man. He was dressed in a business suit just like everyone else but beneath it he had on his super hero outfit! Quickly ducking into an alleyway, he stripped behind a dumpster and then went back out to the old woman. "Fear not grandma! I will get your purse back!"
The old woman stopped screaming for help and looked at the strange man in green underwear in a mask standing in front of her, and promptly started to scream again. "Help! It's a pervert! Pervert!". The man in green grimaced and turned to heroically address the fleet footed fellon. "Stop right there evil doer of .. evil."
The thief by now was a good block away, almost to a bus stop where other people were waiting patiently. The man in green saw this and knew that he had to act quickly before the villan escaped. So he took a step back to get a really good running start inadvertently bumping into the old lady behind him thus knocking her into an open man hole where she fell to her death, and took off after his man shouting...
"You can not escape the sticky goober of justice!!" He vaulted over a fire hydrent banging his knee, knocked over a troup of cub scouts, and caused a 4 car pile-up as he crossed the street to slide to a triumphant stop *pose* right in the middle. "I am Captain NiQuil!!!"
The driver of Grayhound bus gasped and slammed on his brakes. Everyone on the bus screamed and hung on to anything they could as the big bus skidded down Madison street. When it finally stopped, it's fender was only two inches from Captain NiQuil. Our hero was still standing there posed dramatically like some kind of lunatic that had just broken out of a psycho ward. "What the hell..." Muttered the poor shaken up driver staring out at the nut case he'd almost run over, dressed in green plastic underwear and a matching mask, in freezing wheather.
He stopped posing to turn his head back and forth in search of the offender from before. No sign of him. (big question mark appears over his head... then a light bulb.) "AhA! Very cleaver, taking advantage of our fair cities public transportation system! But that doesn't mean I'll let him off easy." He took a few long strides and walked up the steps of the bus when the door opened. The shocked drived certianly didn't want this wacko on his bus any more than he wanted him in front of the bus. "Hay buddy, exact change only!" He barked.
Our noble, law biding super hero paused long enough to dig through his underwear and quickly pulled out fifty cents. "Here you go good man!" The driver paled considerably and snapped his hand back repulsed. "No way that's disgusting! Now get off my bus before I call the cops!" Our clueless crime fighter raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "An excellent idea sir, the police do need to be here standing by when I hand over the purse thief." He said climbing the steps and slapping the drivers back a little too hard. In the distance they could hear police, fire and ambulance sirens approaching.
People on the bus by this time were shouting insults, some more colorful than others. "Fear not good citizens, justice SHALL be done!" And then he turned to exit the bus. "Hark, I hear the approach of our cities public servents even now!"
The bad guy also heard the sirens and in a panic, bolted from his hiding place behind a rather large woman sitting at the end of the bus out the back exit. Right then, a police car skidded to a halt before him and so the thief ran towards our hero without thinking about where he was going...
The hapless theif ran smack into out green hero's chest, knocking them both over. To keep his balance the gree-clad crime-fighter grabbed the fleeing fellon by the shirt and landed right on top of him. "Sorry about that citizen.." He dragged the man to his feet just in time for a policeman to dash up to the pair. "Alright, whose responsible for this mess?" He asked in a cranky irish accent.