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Post by Drax on Apr 4, 2019 1:27:42 GMT
The last thing Drax could remember was the lights suddenly going out then almost immediately he felt the rush of wind across his whole body. As the clouds dispersed, the sunlight was bright enough that the blue man had to squint. Looking down, there was several miles between him and the ground, however, while most would be horrified, The Destroyer was ecstatic. Letting out a huge laugh, his eyes watered and used his arms to alter the fall. Quickly reaching terminal velocity, the sudden stop was quickly approaching.
"Haha! This is fantastic! This must be what Quill meant when he said he was part of the mile high club!" Drax called out to no one.
Below him was a large swimming pool with a large group on all sides. The thump of bass heavy music and the scent of alcohol filled the air, wafting from the college pool party. With his laugh announcing his arrival, many looked up just as the blue blur belly flopped into the manmade pond. With all bystanders staring at awe as the last of the water rained down, drenching everyone, they waited for someone or something to crawl out of the pool.
"The fall was fun, but the water on your planet stings..." the blue alien stated, climbing out, holding his stomach. "Have any of you seen the other guardians of the galaxy?" His only response was the sound of someone dropping a bottle. "There is Quill, he is a Terran... like you. Rocket, Quill describes him as a "trash panda" or a "raccoon". Then there is Groot... he looks like a tree.... then there's Gamora and her sis-"
"Hey, buddy! You crashed our party!" One of the boys yelled. His raggedy brown hair was drenched, while his vivid red swimming trunks were completely dry. His breath wreaked of alcohol.
"My name is not Buddy, it's Drax"
"I don't care! Beat it!"
"What am I suppose to beat?"
"I'm about to beat you, if you don't leave!"
"You will lose that battle. I am Drax the Destroyer, the mightiest of the Guardians of the-" He was cut short as the man attempted to throw a punch at his face. However, the blue behemoth saw it coming and quickly countered, with a powerful uppercut, sending the teen several feet into the air before splashing down in the pool. With the attention now on the unconscious frat boy, Drax made his way towards the elevator and heading towards the entryway.
Upon stepping outside, several people gasped at the vagrant and others started taking pictures. Holding up his hand to block out the bright flashes, Drax attempts to run away, only for a horn to blast as he is slammed into by a dump-truck when he ran across the street.
"Haha! This is fantastic! This must be what Quill meant when he said he was part of the mile high club!" Drax called out to no one.
Below him was a large swimming pool with a large group on all sides. The thump of bass heavy music and the scent of alcohol filled the air, wafting from the college pool party. With his laugh announcing his arrival, many looked up just as the blue blur belly flopped into the manmade pond. With all bystanders staring at awe as the last of the water rained down, drenching everyone, they waited for someone or something to crawl out of the pool.
"The fall was fun, but the water on your planet stings..." the blue alien stated, climbing out, holding his stomach. "Have any of you seen the other guardians of the galaxy?" His only response was the sound of someone dropping a bottle. "There is Quill, he is a Terran... like you. Rocket, Quill describes him as a "trash panda" or a "raccoon". Then there is Groot... he looks like a tree.... then there's Gamora and her sis-"
"Hey, buddy! You crashed our party!" One of the boys yelled. His raggedy brown hair was drenched, while his vivid red swimming trunks were completely dry. His breath wreaked of alcohol.
"My name is not Buddy, it's Drax"
"I don't care! Beat it!"
"What am I suppose to beat?"
"I'm about to beat you, if you don't leave!"
"You will lose that battle. I am Drax the Destroyer, the mightiest of the Guardians of the-" He was cut short as the man attempted to throw a punch at his face. However, the blue behemoth saw it coming and quickly countered, with a powerful uppercut, sending the teen several feet into the air before splashing down in the pool. With the attention now on the unconscious frat boy, Drax made his way towards the elevator and heading towards the entryway.
Upon stepping outside, several people gasped at the vagrant and others started taking pictures. Holding up his hand to block out the bright flashes, Drax attempts to run away, only for a horn to blast as he is slammed into by a dump-truck when he ran across the street.
