As the door opened, it revealed a large room with at least a dozen long gray tables and chairs attached to them. Looked like the old prison lunchroom, well at least what one would think of one because I've always eaten in a cell but I'd imagine they looked like school lunchrooms.
Scattered across the room were the four people Cecil was just talking about, each one stranger than I'd imagine. That really says something from a guy who's a walking talking atomic bomb, or well the closest equivalent of one anyway. The first one I noticed was a tall metallic suit of armor that had dark gray and yellow glowing lines going through it, she looked like oh what was that old comic book called again, Tin Man or something like that, well knockoff anyway.
Already knew who that was and the next table over was a pale man dressed in aristocratic clothing, the kind you'd see in a Victorian play. Already knew they were the vampire Cecil was talking about, had the classic arrogant posh of one anyway, honestly the dragon probably had a better idea of modern than him but well dead things are usually stuck, only this guy isn't in a coffin.
Next up at the far end of the room was a literally gigantic plate full of raw meat, well the back half but the front half was charred for sure. The person eating it was a freakishly tall girl wearing a mix of stereotypical punk girl clothing clashing with a hot pink, and wanna know how I knew she was the dragon, well the red scales across her skin, each color clashing with each other like a fashion nightmare.
Last up was good old Ringmaster, who was wearing a dark red trench coat with a black undershirt. He did in fact resemble what you'd imagine an evil circus ringmaster to look like, complete with a tall black tophat. The only difference between them was the attached cybernetic parts, one half of their face and left arm.
A neat little band of freaks that I was going to be a part of, oh I wonder if anyone played the drums or bass. I mean it has been a bit since I've last sung but who knows I probably have a killer voice now, either that or the radiation I mean either one works for me.
"So...when's the clothing coming in, got a backorder, or is this prime shipping."
"You know when the website says it's shipped out but it takes two weeks to get to your apartment."
Cecil just sighed as he rubbed his temple as another guy teleported in wearing a light gray suit with the same receding hair line only he had a bit of color on the back. In his hands was a nice little lab coat, black jeans, and some underwear, at least none of it was green.
The man handed it to me and Cecil thanked the man, I think his name was "Donald" or something honestly, I wasn't paying attention as I got the clothing on. I let out a whistle as I looked at myself in the mirror, slicking back my nonexistent hair as I finally got my hands.
"You done stroking your ego, because if you want this can take all day." He would then grab the gray metallic railings as he whispered something to himself.
"God knows that it would make this day easier."
I just ignored that last bit as I tugged on the coat a little bit, wanting to see if anything was off with it and so far it was perfect.
"Honesty I just thought you wanted to give everyone in this room cancer, either that or give yourself a free vasectomy doesn't matter which."
He took a few steps away from me, probably happy that he doesn't have to worry about kids in the future but probably doesn't want to get cancer. I mean make up your mind you can't have one without the other, it's just not how it works. Anyway, that was the last bit of our conversation as he addressed the room his voice louder than the Mauler twin's indigestion, which was extremmly disgusting/disturbing to hear.
"Okay everyone listen up, as you can see we have a new member joining today."
He would then turn with his hand motion to me, asking me to approach the ledge which I happily did from the fact I have a smile on my face.
"This our new Jack Skelligton, hopefully, you all get along and we can actually have a mission go right for once."
"So please try to get along as your next mission is soon."
He then teleported away leaving with the four other members of whatever this group was called.
The first to speak with the vampire, his head peaking over the newspaper he was reading, probably a good idea. The last time I was around an iPad it short-circuited from the radiation and exploded in some guy's face, think it was a homeless guy going through some trash.
"So another...monster of the modern world to join our merry little band, I suppose you might be a tiny bit more useful than the previous member."
"Although I must ask why are you smiling right now, I don't believe there is something funny or worth celebrating."
He spoke with that classic nobility accent, you know the kind you see in movies all the time, although I think he tried his best to hide it but failed.
"Really never seen a human skeleton before, *sigh* I'm see-through so it looks like I'm always smiling."
"Although in this case I am very much smiling, after all, I'm always happy to help my government out whenever I can." I said with an obviously sarcastic tone to my voice so much so that even the most dimwitted person could understand.
"So since we're all going to be working together, hi I'm Dr. Phosphorus, the new resident nuclear engineer and sociopathic walking talking bomb."
"Now if you would be so kind." I melted the railing and jumped to the ground sitting down at one of the tables.
"How about you introduce your super names or whatever you want to be called but spoilers, I won't promise to remember you." I said with the straightest smile on my face, well at least that's what I told myself as I looked at them all some were about to speak up others studying me for some reason, doesn't matter.