raisetheearth | Action + Video

My name is Jason East, and I am the fastest man alive....

It's a peaceful late afternoon in whatever city you might choose, people are milling about, going about their business. A group of people are standing around a television watching a news broadcast discussing an odd phenomenon in the Western US dubbed the "Los Angeles Lightning Bolt". The tone is about the same you'd hear people talking about the Loch Ness Monster, though there's a mention that the local military is asking anybody to come forward with any information. They flinch as a sudden gust of wind rushes past and look around for the source to find nothing.

A long time ago, the world changed forever and my life was never the same.

A young woman lets out a cry of dismay as the dog she's walking slips loose of her grip and rushes out into the street, into the path of an oncoming car. A sudden flash of light and the animal is safely back in her arms.

All of a sudden, I could move faster and do anything in the blink of an eye.

A group of kids messing around in the park, climbing trees, doing kid stuff. A boy loses his grip and falls... and that flash of light rushes by, depositing him safely to the ground several yards away.

Now, I use my powers to help people and protect the world. I am...

Finally, his path takes him to his final destination. He comes to an abrupt halt at the waiting door, reaches out...

... actually getting way ahead of myself. That's not actually how it all started.

... rings the doorbell.

Let's back up a little to the beginning.

As the door opens up, Jason greets the person on the other side with a smile and holds up the pizza box to his customer.

"One large with extra cheese in thirty minutes or less."

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[The video comes up on a road in the middle of the unending wastelands of the Western USA. Off in the distance is a military vehicle, probably a checkpoint. The video holds on this image for a little while before somebody speaks from offscreen.]

Okay, see that? I just passed by there and found one of General Miller's Finest sleeping on the job so I'm gonna do my civic duty and wake him the hell up. Watch this.

[The device recording is set down and fiddled with, leaning against something, a rock or whatever, and then the grass around it is ruffled by a gust of wind breaking the still air. Several seconds tick by, holding on the parked vehicle.... and then suddenly a bolt of yellow lightning tears by it at an incredible speed and the car is visibly jostled by the force of its passing. The driver's side door opens up and a soldier immediately stumbles out, tripping all over himself and coughing in the dust cloud.

There's now a yellow lightning bolt spraypainted on the side of his truck.]

Holy crap! [The voice is back, almost at the same time as anybody watching can register that the camera's been picked up and is moving... just stupidly fast if the blur of the background is any indication. The young man holding it looks back over his shoulder before turning to the screen laughing.] Oh, man, that guy looks pissed!

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[Most people on the network must be pretty uptight then. Then again, he wasn't really taking his drive-by graffiti wake-up call that seriously to begin with.]

Right, okay. So how about some feedback? Anything I should keep in mind to bump that score up?

[Can you be constructive in your snark, Alexandra?!]

And I am very sorry to hear that, no joke, but you know what? "Keep your head down and stay safe" isn't something people out here get to fall back on. Somebody's got to keep these guys in line and if little "pranks" like that remind them that somebody's out there doing just that, then that's how it's gonna be.

And if you don't like it? ... Well, that's tough.

[It's definitely helpful, that's for sure. As for Jason, he's not exactly a stranger to this particular song and dance, but getting hit on by an older woman the first time he shows up on this network is a bit of a surprise.

... Not exactly complaining though.]

I... think I can handle that, for starters anyway. Might pick up the pace after awhile, but I'll let you decide when you're ready for the flashy stuff.

Edited (I'm a bad man) 2015-11-03 05:52 (UTC)

[Okay! Some appreciation!]

This guy gets it!

[A smirk.]

You'll definitely know. I think you'll find I'm a pretty clear communicator.

Yes, it is my main echo so far. Someone else said they were getting very similar echoes too, and I wonder if this is the same.

Someone in my village mouthed off to a bully recently. Last night, that bully showed up, lit buildings on fire, and beat the hell out of people who couldn't defend themselves. I know your intentions aren't malicious, but we got a pretty clear reminder last night that no matter how willing you are to stand up for yourself, there is always going to be someone who will kick you in the teeth just because they can.

So, your buddy talked shit and got his ass kicked and his placed torched for it.

Man, that's harsh, but I live in New L.A.. If you're trying to convince me, you're gonna have to come up with something that doesn't just make me think "Tuesday."

[....Well, this is happening. The yellow lightening bolts get Rakka to jump in surprise, but by the end of it, she's far more confused then anything. Boy, you're fast, man.]

Uhh, he sure did. Are you going to get out of there fast enough?

[Is that a challenge or poor choice of words? We just don't know.]

He's not my friend, and it wasn't just his place. That's my point. The village is in ashes and several people are hurt because one person was thoughtless.

Oops, my bad, but I guess that means me and this other guy have something else in common now. Because I'm not seeing how some guy in a "village" somewhere gets to tell me how to handle things here.

So, how about you just worry about teaching your guy over there to be careful about who he mouths off to and stay out of my face, alright?

For all your cockiness there's so much you don't know.

Weller's eyes widened as he heard that voice. He'd heard that voice in his memories, and when he looked up, he saw that face staring back at him. There was a pronounced pause as he stared, and before he spoke.

This was Barry Allen.

... Hn. No, it was too quick to answer now.

"Yes... yes I am," he said. "My apologies. I am merely... not used to being recognized..."

Edited 2015-11-04 09:05 (UTC)

[They're all a whole bunch of sticks in the mud, that's for sure.]

Feedback?

[She certainly didn't see that coming. She has to pause and consider her answer for a moment.]

I thought "glorified alarm clock" summed that up pretty well, just do something more interesting than spooking someone awake?

I know I don't owe you guys anything.

[That gets a laugh out of him and he grins a little wider. Wow, okay, this is... interesting.]

Well, good... communication is definitely a positive.

I'm Jason, by the way. Jason East.

[This sure is happening. The video is pretty much an indistinguishable blur of motion and color before it lifts up to his grinning face.]

Get out of there?

[The blur suddenly stops and he waves the phone around, showing one of the run-down shanty towns of the New L.A. area. Nowhere near the desolate stretch of highway where he'd pulled his joke.]

I'm looong gone.

No kidding.

[This is kind of a big deal here. What are the odds?]

How fast can you go? I'm clocking in at like 3 or 4 hundred mph

[Well. At least one of them is but so far the pretty blonde is kind of balancing out the grumpy wet blanket a little.]

Well... I could take a video next time I hit the military supplies but I think that guy down there might have a stroke if I do.

[Pretty Blonde Bitch is more like it.

...Alexandra doesn't have a lot of friends.]

That sounds more like a job than fun though, what else do you have?

[....Okay, that gets a small gasp.]

Whoa.....

'Course I do.

Y'know, so long as you're fast enough to keep from being shot. [A shrug.] But I gotta guess you are, given that.

[You don't say.]

... Knocking off a heavily guarded military truck is a job, huh? What, exactly, do you do for a living?

[He grins at the camera, glancing around as he walks out into the crummy refugee town.]

Pretty cool, right?

[... There is smoke coming off of his jacket.]

You know, I actually did dodge bullets once. Didn't even know I could.

[The way he says it makes it sound like it was all cool. It could have been cooler.]

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