If it was just the Condiment King he might have managed, even if he would've still needed that Epi-pen. But Condiment King wasn't alone.
Something exploded at the far end of the warehouse and a villain was visible... shooting rockets from his crotch. Yeah.
Danny was visible again, diving out from behind the crates where he was hiding, just barely avoiding the blast and now that his cover was blown anyway and he didn't need to keep quiet anymore, he spoke again.
"Not just - him. Crotch Rocket. Dalmation Man. And Captain Astroglide. Too."
He was covered in something brown that was probably (hopefully) nutella and also in ketchup and mustard.
Hollow turned down another little sidepath in the crates just in time to avoid getting hit by one of Crotch Rocket's Codpiece's rockets, then jumped over a section of some kind of slimy substance on the floor - a lubricant left by the now visible Captain Astroglide Trapster, who appeared trying to shoot some kind of glue at him.
He ducked that and threw some kind of strange alien magnetic device (a little something from Noh-varr's alien arsenal) that flew over to the Trapster and tazed him, putting more distance between himself and the villains, aiming for the nearby door.
"Fake bank robbery. Ambush. Captain "Parents-Should-Have-Used-A-Condom"...iment there-" Even breathless he was still trying to quip "- Got a lucky shot. Nutella'd. In the face. Allergic to Hazelnuts."
Hence all the rather horrible wheezing. His windpipe was closing up.
"No breathing? No powers. Controlled breathing. S'how I concentrate."
He couldn't focus like this to use his powers and it was getting to the point he could barely run. That he was still ducking a dodging was a testament to his willpower. It looked like he'd gotten some training in while with the T-bolts.
He held his own right up until he was ambushed near the door by Dalmation Man The Spot, who started appearing through his dimensional holes, punching and kicking him and making his arms and legs disappear because he could even punch back. It was hard to block when arms and legs were coming at you from every possible angle.
He managed to get a punch in to the Spot's briefly appearing chest only to have the spot arrange it so he was punching a portal and that his own arm came out of another portal right in front of his own head - essentially making it so Danny punched himself in the face through the portals.
Now it was looking bad. Growing green blood started to splatter on the ground and on his clothes from the endless array of blows. One good shot got him in the throat and he dropped like stone, clutching his throat. With his throat already closing up, it hadn't been a good place to be hit.
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Something exploded at the far end of the warehouse and a villain was visible... shooting rockets from his crotch. Yeah.
Danny was visible again, diving out from behind the crates where he was hiding, just barely avoiding the blast and now that his cover was blown anyway and he didn't need to keep quiet anymore, he spoke again.
"Not just - him. Crotch Rocket. Dalmation Man. And Captain Astroglide. Too."
He was covered in something brown that was probably (hopefully) nutella and also in ketchup and mustard.
Hollow turned down another little sidepath in the crates just in time to avoid getting hit by one of
Crotch Rocket'sCodpiece's rockets, then jumped over a section of some kind of slimy substance on the floor - a lubricant left by the now visibleCaptain AstroglideTrapster, who appeared trying to shoot some kind of glue at him.He ducked that and threw some kind of strange alien magnetic device (a little something from Noh-varr's alien arsenal) that flew over to the Trapster and tazed him, putting more distance between himself and the villains, aiming for the nearby door.
"Fake bank robbery. Ambush. Captain "Parents-Should-Have-Used-A-Condom"...iment there-" Even breathless he was still trying to quip "- Got a lucky shot. Nutella'd. In the face. Allergic to Hazelnuts."
Hence all the rather horrible wheezing. His windpipe was closing up.
"No breathing? No powers. Controlled breathing. S'how I concentrate."
He couldn't focus like this to use his powers and it was getting to the point he could barely run. That he was still ducking a dodging was a testament to his willpower. It looked like he'd gotten some training in while with the T-bolts.
He held his own right up until he was ambushed near the door by
Dalmation ManThe Spot, who started appearing through his dimensional holes, punching and kicking him and making his arms and legs disappear because he could even punch back. It was hard to block when arms and legs were coming at you from every possible angle.He managed to get a punch in to the Spot's briefly appearing chest only to have the spot arrange it so he was punching a portal and that his own arm came out of another portal right in front of his own head - essentially making it so Danny punched himself in the face through the portals.
Now it was looking bad. Growing green blood started to splatter on the ground and on his clothes from the endless array of blows. One good shot got him in the throat and he dropped like stone, clutching his throat. With his throat already closing up, it hadn't been a good place to be hit.