<div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/350/1/b/mikey_by_jennyverse-d8a4qi5.jpg)</div>The streets of New York City never died.  Even after the never-ending streams of humanity that surged through its veins during the day fell away, a new type of lifeblood took up the slack.  After-hours workers, night owls, thieves, thugs, late-night shop clerks, and various other ne'er-do-wells staked a claim to the beating heart of the city.  Among those were a rare breed of life.  Defending those in need without recompense or adulation, the heroes and heroines of the night watched over that which they loved.  Usually for little more payment than thoughts of a hot pizza.<br/><br/>"So they were called 'Real' even though nothing could be further from the truth," she said as her two-toed feet plodded along a dark alley.  "Back in the 1970's there was this black and white show with the guys from F-Troop, you know. The sergeant and his buddy that yelled all the time.. I forget their names."  The tan trench coat she wore was meant to be used as a disguise, but it covered little more than her arms and shoulders.  Green flesh and a yellow shell could be clearly seen over her ample bosom and tight tummy.  A brown belt displayed a large 'M' on the buckle along with holding a pair of nunchuks.  The brown hat she was supposed to wear to conceal her bald, green head and orange mask had been long since forgotten in some fight months ago.<br/><br/>"Anyway, they were the original 'Ghostbusters (http://youtu.be/sT90y1tzZjk)'. They ran around haunted houses like Laurel and Hardy, getting scared by guys in sheets. So the cartoon where there's two guys and a big ape was actually more fitting as the 'Real' Ghostbusters. The stuff with Dan Aykroyd and Bill Murray came after them."  She slowed to a stop and turned.  A look of worry crossed her face.  "Come on, it's not that boring is it? Dona?"  She looked around the alley, as if trying to locate something of value she'd lost.<br/><br/>"Dona?"  The girl dropped to her knees and put her arms out in a loud yell (http://youtu.be/S1A0p0F_iH8).  "HEY, DONAAAAA!!! ..don't ever leave me, baby."  She lowered her head and whispered.  "And the Screen Actors Guild Award goes to Michelangelo for her fabulous performance in Streetcar Named Desire."<br/><br/>