((Like Emmanuel, this is also my first time RPing. Be gentle with me also. Why do I get the impression of the blind leading the blind...))
"Honey, I'm home!!" he yelled as he opened the door to his apartment.
"Did you get a girlfriend while I was on vacation Marcel??" asked the lady with the apartment across from him.
"No Mrs Field, I didn't", he replied, pausing before entering the apartment, "Although you know what they say about the power of positive thinking, maybe if I say it enough often enough, I will end up with one" he said with a self-mocking smile.
"2 months in Paragon City and you still haven't left your apartment except to go to work. Not healthy for a man your age. My grand-daughter, Shirley, might be able to help with some companionship, if you are looking for something."
"Um, your granddaughter, that would be kinda wierd", he interjected.
Ignoring the interruption, Mrs Fields continued over the objections. "Could even arrange for something tonight if you aren't too picky. Are you interested? Of course, you are, strong young man like you. Come with me."
With a strained look on his face, Marcel allowed himself to be pulled down the stairs by the 85 year old grandmother who was doing a very good job of ignoring his objections.
"But...Hold on...Just a second...I'm busy..Wait a minute..."
"Get in the car, and be quiet, or the next time I bake some cookies, you aren't getting any," she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Yes ma'am", he sighed, his 6 ft tall, 200 lb frame radiating disappointment as he folded into the sub compact car.
Driving, Mrs Fields kept up her chatter, every sentence causing Marcel to look more and more depressed.
"She has quite a wide selection. Big ones, little ones. Fast ones, strong ones, skinny ones, chubby ones. Some of them have even been through numerous training programs"
"Training programs??" he choked out.
"In fact, she got some real young ones in last week, and they are just about ready to be chosen. I bet that's what you would liek, wouldn't you?? A young one that you can train just the way that you want."
"STOP IT!! I don't know what kind of guy you think I am Mrs Fields, but I am not sure that I want what you are offering me" he yelled, agitation quite evident on his face in the glow from the neon sign on the side of the building they had stopped in front of. Not looking up, he whispered, "please take me home".
"Well, it's too late now, we are here, the least you can do is come inside and take a look. You never know, some of them are very cute."
Looking up at the sign with a look of revulsion on his face, he did a double take and got a very embarrassed look on his face.
<<Paragon City Canine Rescue>>
((You are all a bunch of perverts. Every one of you!!))
With a note of contrition in his voice, he started to apologize to Mrs Fields.
"I am really sorry Mrs Fields. Umm, you see. When you were talking about what your granddaughter did and could offer, I had a whole other thing in mind. I am really sorry"
Mrs Fields paused halfway out the door as he started speaking. Once he finished, her shoulders started shaking.
"I am sooo sorry Mrs. Fields, really, please don't tell your...Are you laughing!!! You knew all along I had the wrong idea didn't you!!"
"I am sooo sorry Marcel, it was too precious an opportunity to pass up. Will you forgive this evil old lady??"
"For a double batch of your chocolate chip cookies, I will consider it. Now lets go see these dogs your granddaughter has."
Getting out of the car, he walked around the car and helped Mrs Fields up the stairs and around the corner to the entrance of the building.
They paused as they saw the front door ajar, hanging off of one of it's hinges. An orange flickering glow was reflecting off the glass, and laughing could be heard coming from inside.
"Ohhh Marcel, we had better call the police. This doesn't look right."
Reaching the car, he gave her his cellphone and started back towards the building, saying over his shoulder. "Take this cellphone and dial speed-dial one. Tell the receptionist that the location is the Paragon City Canine Rescue Building, it is code Bravo, and that Cocotte is requesting backup."
Continuing towards the building, a dark cloud envelopped him as he walked up the stairs.
((OOC: This is my first ever attempt at RP, so be kind. This is Galactic Man's origin. Mindbane is still in the works. This was just jotted down in the last 30 min.))
"A New Home"
As he arrives home late for dinner, again, Corey pulls up his chair to the table could you pass the butter please? Corey asks. Where have you been? Jen questions him, and where did you get that nasty bruise on your forehead? Just then Coreys son, CJ, tells his mother about the A he got on his science project.
You see this has been going on for a while now. Six months ago Corey turned 30, and he began to change. Not the way you and I change, but a rather peculiar change. Not that he didnt know it was coming, he had known since he was a young teen.
From the day he was born, Corey was the apple of his parents eye. It wasnt only them that were taken by this special child, but everyone on the planet Daxus. Yes that is right, he was born many light years from our beloved planet. As he grew up he knew people treated him different, but he never knew why. That is until the day he turned 14 and his mother let him in on the secrets that had eluded him.
The elders, or leaders, of the planet Daxus had prophesized from the beginning of recorded time, about a savior who would be born to free the galaxies from despair. This chosen one would bring peace in a troubled time. The prophesy had said that this child born in the house of the Ral in the year 29832 (Earth date 1974), would gain unimaginable powers at the age of 30. The people of Daxus all respected Corey and his family, knowing that he would some day help them to defeat the terrible Rikti that have been threatening and invasion for some time now. However things did not go as our heros planet had expected.
Two years after he learned of his future gifts, Corey had been summoned by the elders to meet about a possible attack from the Rikti. They had remembered the prophesy and wanted to know what he was going to do about it. Corey was terrified, he was only 16 years old, and what could he do, especially without having any powers yet. He went home to discuss with his parents what to do. Unfortunately he never made it there. You see, the prophesy had said that he would bring peace to the people of all galaxies; the people of Daxus were not destined to make it to see that peace. The Rikti invasion had begun, and with his home world under devastating attack, Corey bravely made his journey to the alien mother ship. Not knowing what to do, he found a spot to collect his thoughts. What he saw from the port was horrifying to him. He saw his home and his fellow people destroyed in and instant. As he lay back and sobbed, he plotted.
Corey had decided to hide on board until the next landing and find a place to wait until his 30th birthday. Corey arrived on Earth and like he had planned he found a church that took him in. He attended school and went on to college. He became more and more in love with his new home, and vowed never to let what happened to Daxus, happen to earth. He became a high school history teacher, and met his lovely wife Jen. She does not know of his history before the church took him in, nor the prophesy that he will fulfill. The one person that does know is his first born son, Corey Jr., or CJ. Corey had been testing his new powers in the afternoons on the local bad guys. CJ had seen his father battling some ruthless thugs as he walked home from school one day. After Corey had talked to him, they decided it would be their little secret, but they would soon tell Jen.
So, Corey sits at the dinner table, with the help of his son, he again avoids the talk with his wife Jen. But the day will come when she will know, and the world will soon know, of this chosen one who now goes by the name Galactic Man.