Carthrat-World Savior: An adventure in misplaced optimism

[Bean Bandit]

There is no answer to your indignant inquiry. The floor you're on is rather cold, and hard. Cement, you surmise. There's a rather claustrophobic sense about where you are, and in the darkness, you can make out piles of random shapes and sizes, of utter junk littering the floor.

The fact is, you'd scare be able to locate them in the gloom, but for the small glow in the distance, like someone's workshop lamp...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat briefly tries to make out anything that looks pants-shaped (even a robe or coat or something would do), but barring success, he heads towards the light.

[Bean Bandit]

Unless you were inclined to attempt to construct uber pants, from discarded plumbing equipment, and the like, clothing of this type is not immediately in evidence, though, to be fair, neither is the brick you just tripped over. Ow!

So far, not exactly a glory filled trip. However, as you head to the light...(No! No! Stay away from the light! </Bad death joke>) things become clearer, and color returns to the world. You even pass a somewhat ratty bathrobe, before arriving in a small workspace, a tall, slightly stooped figure hunched over a bench, his back to you, only a shock of wild white hair visible as sparks fly...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat grabs the bathrobe (it's better than nothing), and when he reaches the old-looking guy, speaks: "Hi. You called?"

[Bean Bandit]

The man turns around suddenly, and you note that he strongly resembles a classic wizard...except for the Hawaiian shirt and skateboarding shorts.

"My god...she actually found one..." he breathes.

[Carthrat]

"She did, and I am him!" announces Carthrat, looking askance at the wizard. "No, really, what do you want?"

[Bean Bandit]

"Humph. Nothing too difficult. I'd like you to kill a so-called god, and free this city." He replied, tugging on his beard, and examining you interestedly. "Fascinating. I'd thought all of Captain Lee's analogues would be dead. Do you have the same sort of reckless bravado?"

[Carthrat]

"Analouge? Isn't that a kind of clock?" replies Carthrat, blinking. "Er, I mean, possibly. Who's Captain Lee?"

[Bean Bandit]

"Captain Lee was the last person to stand up to Leviathan." The old man replies blandly. "Despite not being a magic user. Nutty Bugger, but he did pretty well, until he was killed an eaten. And, judging by the fact that you look exactly like him, I'm guessing you're his analogue, from another world. The time-space witch DID send you, yes?"

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, she did," replies Carthrat, shrugging. "I've already paid a deposit on my return ticket, in fact. She has a... sense of humor."

Carthrat frowns at that. "I don't suppose you've got any clothing that's more impressive than a bathrobe?"

[Bean Bandit]

The wizard frowns at that, then reaches under the bench, and pulls out a pair of pants...that would not be out of place in a clown parade. Or a golf tournament, and tosses them to you. Plaid, and in violently bright red and green, it looks like a christmas wrapper.

[Carthrat]

"You don't have anything less.. jarring, do you?" asks Carthrat, blinking. "Like, I dunno. Some jeans."

[Bean Bandit]

"It's possible." The wizard agrees, humming. "My assistant, Bubba, tends to favor them. He might have left an extra pair around."

[Carthrat]

"Huh. Maybe I'll buy some more later, or something," replies Carthrat, taking the clownpants and quickly putting them on. Better than nothing.

Arguably.

"So, anyhow. What am I supposed to do, anyhow? Because, you understand, the spirit is willing, and the mind may be quick, but the flesh is certainly lazy."

[Bean Bandit]

"Well, I just told you. This is the last city remaining on the planet. Leviathan rules it. The idea, from what was gathered, is that they came to earth looking to capture and enslave magic users. However, in a society that frowns on the unusual, the magic users proved difficult to find. When they couldn't find them, they started killing people, and it got out of hand..." The wizard eyes you.

"Captain Lee put a stop to that, before they wiped out the planet. This one city is all that remains of Earth's population. We could have rebuilt, but...they came back. Apparently, they don't want us to rebuild in the future, with a chip on our shoulder, so now we have an Alien 'big brother' ruling us, and thwarting most of our advances in any direction."