A Messed Up Recounting of A Messed Up Guy (Doc Impossible)

Ah yes, a lovely morning for drinking, wouldn't you think? 10:24 in the morning was definitely the time to mix up your brunch with some hard whiskey. It may have been a little out of place for Denny's, but ya know... Who could blame him, right? He was sitting there, looking up at the television. The news reporter seemed to be speaking about some kind of locust swarm taking over West Virginia?
Not sure why someone would want to take over West Virginia, but this guy seemed pretty torn up about it...


"Oh my God, they're all dead!!!~" He would slur out dramatically. It was almost like he was a rag doll.


Everyone would give him a dirty look and go back to their meals... Of course, the man wasn't done.


"Fucking Locust man... *hic* You'd think they'd be like... Weak, right? No one should be that powerful with their name like that... What kind of person names themselves Locust? What the hell kinda person *burrrp*..."


A waiter would approach him and speak regretfully, "Excuse me, sir, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."


Malik would laugh aloud, "Hehhehe, y-you? You're kicking ME oUt of DenNy'S???" He would slur some more, "You know how funny that is???"

Terry was not much of a morning person, more of a night owl really, but most days he found himself having to wake up early for various errands he needed to do. Help cook breakfast at the local mission, bring in the newspaper from the rain, chaperone for school field-trips. As much as he wanted to sleep in and hide from the world, there was always people in need and he would not disappoint those who counted on him.

And that's what brings him to Los Angeles. He was invited to do a college presentation on "The Workings Of a Hero", where he and many other heroes would give their insight to the youth on what it means to be a hero. Which is how he found himself at a local Denny's, preparing his note-cards and getting some eggs and bacon before the big show.

Terry was deep in thought as he wondered whether to open up with responsibility first or compassion as the first step when he overheard a rather drunk man shouting at the old T.V. hung on the wall. While the man didn't seem dangerous, he was becoming more stand offish with the server wanting him to leave. Setting his pancakes aside Terry approached the belligerent man.

"Afraid I don't get the joke friend. Say, why don't you come join me at my table, and we can talk...I'll even buy you some pancakes for the joke. Would help do the body good with all that alcohol. What do you say?"