"Alright, well, the thing about reality TV is there's always some producer
trying to push you to do stuff that'll get ratings. So, the team's leader,
he figures catching a villain team where they've gone to ground would make
for a nice, juicy fight, right? And they find this team that's dug in in a
little house in Stamford, Connecticut, and there's a fight. In a suburb. In
the middle of the day." Clint's expression is growing more sober by the
moment as he relates the tale. "Now, one of these villains, Nitro, his
power is he can make things explode. Like, he could pick up a rock and make
it go off like a grenade. He gets away from the main fight, and one'a the
New Warriors chases him down, throws him against a school bus, in front of
a school. In the middle of the day."
He hangs his head and gives Lucky's ears a scratch.
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"Alright, well, the thing about reality TV is there's always some producer trying to push you to do stuff that'll get ratings. So, the team's leader, he figures catching a villain team where they've gone to ground would make for a nice, juicy fight, right? And they find this team that's dug in in a little house in Stamford, Connecticut, and there's a fight. In a suburb. In the middle of the day." Clint's expression is growing more sober by the moment as he relates the tale. "Now, one of these villains, Nitro, his power is he can make things explode. Like, he could pick up a rock and make it go off like a grenade. He gets away from the main fight, and one'a the New Warriors chases him down, throws him against a school bus, in front of a school. In the middle of the day."
He hangs his head and gives Lucky's ears a scratch.