[United] Frankenstein - About a Sandwich

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Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein is at a sandwich counter looking at hundrds of different offers and scratching his head. He looks slightly baffled and finally points to a wall and grunts. The worker at the counter looks confused.

Juggernaut has posed:
    The very ground seems to shake and rumble just before a massive shadow rolls across the front area of the sandwich shop - engulfing manmade monster and unfortunante worker all at once. Most who turn will see only a vast stomach full of blocky muscles and a huge set of shadow casting wall wide pectorals with the rest of the behemoth needing a camera pull back to take in. Cain Marko is, if anything, the definition of immense and also dismissive as at first he barely pays attention to the fact that a green stitched together golem is holding the line up.. His eyes read the wall at his own pace and then once his mind is made up he starts to notice that things are taking longer then he desires.

"Eh..? What's the hold up??"

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein tries to speak but it comes out as a series of squeaks and grunts. He points to the board and the sandwich worker says, "He has been here for 10 minutes, I can't figure out what he wants."

Juggernaut has posed:
    "Figures." grunts Cain who reaches his arm up and glances at a watch likely using a belt as a strap as opposed to a normal watch strap. "I'm on the clock here greenie, let's go!"

Lacking any response to this he takes a few ground shuddering steps forward and reaches down for Frank's shoulder, "Hey!"

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein grunts and pushes his shoulder back. He turns around and sizes Cain up, having not met the guy before. He says something unintelligable that involves the word Sandwich and Potatoes. It's not really easy to understand. He looks like he's prepared to do something about it though.

Juggernaut has posed:
    Cain leans in, frowning more deeply. He made no real attempt to grip Frank's shoulder so the shrug dislodges his hand readily enough. As Frank speaks he makes a basic surface level attempt at understanding the guy and then straightens up and looks over the menu. "He's already been here ten minutes? I'm going next then. Just give him a random sandwich and fries when I'm done." He moves to physically pull Frankstein back and slightly out of the way as he starts stepping forward to take cuts.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein seems confused at first by this, thinking Cain understood it but then takes the sandwich gratefully and begins to eat it. But the problem with random is that its RANDOM. The sandwhich guy nodded, clearly stuck between a rock (Frankenstein) and a hard place (Juggernaught) and so he put random stuff on the sandwich.

Frankenstein's tastebuds are not...shall we say ...refined? But as he gets about half way though the sandwich, putting a $10 bill down as he continues to eat it, he suddenly gets the afterburn from the thick layer of banana peppers the sandwich guy laid down in a hurry and downs all of his drink in one gulp.

Juggernaut has posed:
    As far as Cain is concerned, problem solved. And he didn't even have to do anything except demand something be done. Easy. He takes his sandwich and drink and begins taking large bites from it but then pauses and glances over at Frank as he sees trouble brewing from the amount of.. 'heat' on that meal.

"The heck did you give him?" he asks, glancing back at the worker.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein puts the drink under the soda fountain but is so overwhelmed from the heat in his mouth that he accidently punches into it and smashes his hand through it. He tries again and suddenly gets water in the face. Roaring now, quite unhappy, Frankstein picks the thing up and throws it into the street.

The sandwich kid, earning minimum wage just stutters, "r....r....random?" He looks like he is going to make a break for it but barely manages to hold it together but mostly in hopes that Cain and Frankenstein trade blows.

Juggernaut has posed:
    Well now that's a dangerous hope. Cain is inhumanly huge but there's nothing to say he's a superhuman. His civilian identity isn't known after all. With a display like what Frankenstein just did he might be liable to put a hole right through a wall of meat like Cain.

But Cain's lack of fear, unlike the rest of the room which begins panicking and clearing out, is a fair give away. He's not afraid. He's irritated.

"Hey! Knock it off! I wanted a refill! This is my favorite sandwich shop in this part of town!"

He takes a shuddering step forward, muscles swelling gigantically. Chest straining at the image of godzilla emblazoned across his tee shirt. Cyttorak stirs inside of him, eager at the potential for violence and Cain seems disinclined to quell his urges.

"Stop or I'll crush you!" he states emphatically while reaching for Frankenstein with an arm.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein is not a monster no matter what they say and when he is able to quell his thirst putting his mouth on the water and soda that are covering his face and body in soday goo, he isn't in the mood to listen to Cain. He waves a hand dismissively, right now focusing entirely on putting out the banana peppers in his mouth but neither intimidated nor incensed at Cain yet.

Juggernaut has posed:
    That..may not have been a good move. Not that Frankstein could have known but if it's one thing Cain hates...well he hates many things..but he -especially- hates being dismissed and not being taken seriously. It's a sort of cold cruel sort of rage that boils up in him and he suddenly reaches down with his massive palm and attempts to slam it right into Franksteins'upper back with the intention of slamming him straight down to the ground, bearing him earthwards with the full weight of his huge hand and arm behind him. Fingers splayed out like the legs of sme huge tarantual with his huge palm practically covering all of Frank's upper back. The force of strength being used is practically irresitable, if for no other reason then the size and suddeness of it and the very ground will crack with a Frankenstein sized imprint as the brute presses down.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein is jammed right down into the flow of the water. He has a great deal of strength but not anything compared to the Juggernaught and for a moment he is simply given a lot of what he wanted, water. After a while of this, however, his own rage kicks in and he grabs the pipe in the ground and turns the water straight at Cain.

Juggernaut has posed:
    "Pay attention next time greenie. Hulk you ain---mmmmmph!" This does cause Cain to rear back and release Frank from the ground. Water soaks his form and he staggers back a few steps, basically soaking wet now.

"Alright, that tears it.." he grumbles.

Juggernaut has posed:
    Cain finishes getting the water out of his eyes just as he sees the smile and the bring it gesture. He purses his lips and then finally allows a slight grin to criss cross his features. "Alright greenie, you want to play rough? I'll give you a sampler." He lifts a huge arm up and then flexes, causing a buick sized bicep to balloon up, splitting the sleeves of his tee shirt as veins the size of garden hoses start pressing out visibly against his taut flesh. "You don't know who I am so this is just an introduction.."

He seems bigger now as well. Muscles and sinew piling atop each other and his huge shadow engulfing Frank as his garments strain and begin ripping at the seams. Some nine foot plus, two thousand pounds of muscle rumbling into the room as his huge body gets case in deep shadow.

"I got things to do and places to be though but if you insist, I'll give you a quick look at my Sunday Punch!"

With that he twists at the waist, cocking his huge arm back like a primed and cocked industrial piston. He then swings. THe very air in the room shaking and windows rupturing from the displacement of air pressure as his massive fist bears down on Frankenstein with full intention of sending him flying and flying far.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein has this clever idea of dodging and counter punching. Really, if Cain were about as strong as he was even given his larger size proportional to his strength, Frankenstein is a good enough fighter that he could have gotten away with that. This isn't what happens however.

The sheer physical force of nature of it sends him flying back through the walls and into the stone brick wall on the other side.

Juggernaut has posed:
    Despite the extant damage to the area around it..the truth is that Cain still considerably pulled that blow and likely could have gotten away with even less. That being said the shockwave that rolls out shatters windows and warps the walls, not to mention the damage done from Frankenstein's flight. So much for this being a favorite sandwich place.

"You aint in my league, greenskin. I could have done that with a finger flick." Cain calls out, not considering if Frankenstein can even understand him. He understands enough to fight at least.

To his credit, he doesn't go thundering after Frank. Instead he just rips off what remains of his soaking tee shirt and balls it up whiel starting to turn.

"Ugh..there goes another shirt. And my favorite sandwich shop!"