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TANK
Original Character Design by DC-Lover; Story by The Atomic Punk
~ Chapter 1 ~
Good morning, citizens, some of you might recognize me as Tank, co-founder of the Greenpoint Guardians. Depending on whom you ask, we are a community watch, do-gooders, vigilantes… or a public nuisance. The media refers to us as “Real-Life Superheroes.†Today, I am here to tell you that it can get very real.
Actually, my story begins twenty years ago. You see, I was a jock. It’s how I came up with the “Tank.†The nickname is from my days as a right tackle. In wrestling, I was a tough hombre to take down. I was an All-American in high school. Our football team won state my junior and senior years. Empire State University took notice and gave me a full-ride scholarship.
This is where I have to back up a little. There was this scrawny kid in my junior high that everyone picked on. I roughed him a few times myself. It all started with a flick to the back of his head. As the year went on, I would flip his lunch tray, hit him with snowballs, even slammed him against the lockers a time or two. He transferred the summer before high school.
We met again at ESU. I was a red-shirt freshman when I blew out my knee – during practice of all things. The guy who lined up against me was “Terrible†Tony Clark. You know him. He was drafted by the Potomac Warriors in the first round in 1998. Today, prosecutors are arraigning him for murder.
The injury ended my college career. Forget about going pro. Not too long after, I was busted for trying to re-sell painkillers. My lawyer was able to get me probation, but the crime was enough to bar me from the police and fire academies.
During this time, I was going through physical rehab. The team nurse was none other than Gary “El Geeko†Proulx. The same kid who I bullied in junior high. He recognized me, too. Yet he didn’t say anything. Instead, he worked with me. He helped me get back on my feet. When I asked him why, he simply said, “It’s the right thing to do.â€
Gary graduated. The Med Center hired him to work in Physical & Occupational Therapy. I had dropped out and was checking IDs at Club Nicco. We kept in touch and soon became friends. Chats turned to our jobs and what came through our doors. I would see shady dealings in the backroom, fights in the parking lot, a few stabbings, even an attempted rape. Gary would tell me about dockworkers with broken hands, even bullets in their spines. Drugs were walking out of the Med Center.
After a few conversations, we noticed a pattern between Club Nicco and the Med Center. Many of my clients soon became Gary’s. The signs pointed to the club’s owners and their associates. Greenpoint had a gang problem. The police went through the motions. They knew about the drugs and violence. However, they didn’t step up patrols. There would be an after-hours brawl but no arrests. People stood silent as they watched paramedics load the ambulances. Even if someone wanted to come forward, the police wouldn’t bother to take a statement. Gary and I agreed that the neighborhood needed new protectors.
The challenge was to create a design using only Hand items. I did use Hands. However, I added other items until I came up with this mechanical dinosaur.
Ragthief
Happy Mother’s Day! As you can tell, Pillhead loves his Momma.
Pillhead
Close-up
Star Trek was on my tv when I was thinking of a flag design. Thus, this banner inspired by the famous Episode 90: “Let That Be Your Last Battlefield.”
Planetary Flag of Cheron
I Think I Love You
Original Design by Harlekin; Story by The Atomic Punk
You are so beautiful. When I look into these glistening blue pools, I see your soul. Though I can never have you the way that I truly want you. Those inviting lips curled into a playful smile. Your nose – cute as a button. Ashen skin so soft and smooth as if kissed by Midnight itself. Your eyes burn like candles lighting the way to your heart. Your pearl white hair is always teased. Sweet prince swimming in joyful tears, I think love you.
For his Character Design Challenge win, our very own resident stuntman barbario asked our host Jeff Hebert to immortalize him in the Head-Winners Items. To celebrate this new edition, Jeff made barbario the star of his own Pop Quiz. Thank you, barbario, for being a good sport.
There’s no prize inside this box. The taste of awesome is its own reward.
Barbarios: Eat them… now!
