<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/34b6/f/2011/197/9/1/booster_gold_wallpaper_by_jeremymallin-d3vi8im.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Booster Gold<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gateway City<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>12:00 PM Exactly (High Noon) Oct 28 2017<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman (And anyone accompanying her)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Mild Language, Shameless self promotion.  (All Yellowish Text is Skeets)<br/><br/>The Winchester rifle had a prestigious origin, or so the sign claimed. Owned by General Clayton Powell, it had then passed on through various hands before being won at auction by one John Wayne. It had then supposedly been lost, stolen, and eventually ended up here in Gateway City at the oddly named Knick-Knack Paddywhack Shack. It wasn’t terribly upscale, which means there was no guard, and fortunately only 3 customers at that point, along with two terrified clerks. And two trigger happy twins, aptly named the Trigger Twins. One covers the 5 victims while the other greedily grabbed the gun from it’s display case.<br/><br/>“See here brother Tad, I tol’ you it was worth the 4 hour drive to get this! This here’s a real piece of his-tor-ee!” Exclaimed Tom, as his hands rubbed a bit too lovingly over the gun.<br/><br/>“Long as its real this time Brother Tom. I still have to deal with these here witnesses’ so make sure you keep it away from all the blood. And you have to share this time!” The twin raised up his gun, ready to inflict harm upon the innocent members of the ship, when the door burst in, and the defender of good and right in Gateway City appeared, hands on her hips.<br/><br/>“I know they say sharing is caring, but I don’t think that’s what they had in mind!” Exclaimed the Woman of Gold, the Buxom Babe of Blue, the Future’s Great Hope, Booster Gold.<br/><br/><strong>“A fantastic entrance as always Miss Gold!” </strong>exclaimed her earpiece. Her flying friend Skeets had been monitoring the situation via the pulse cams the shop had, and had helped her find the best moment to make an entrance. tow that she wouldn’t have come in sooner if the situation demanded it, but still! Timing! Her visor scanned the scenario, the Twins’ twin six shooters were fully loaded but the rifle wasn’t. Those guns though started opening up on her like she was in an Ancient West movie, the bullets pinging harmlessly off her force shield. Fortunately she’d set it so that they didn’t ricochet and just dropped to the floor. It used more energy but hey, safety first.<br/><br/>“You guys may be the best at shooting things, but I’m the best at what I do, and what I do is take down punks like you!” She exclaimed and fired a blast from her left gauntlet at the one on the right. Teddy? She couldn’t remember his name, but he dropped to the floor hard, even as she grimaced a little and muttered into her comm, “Skeets we have these set to stun right? I mean…its self defense but still…”<br/><br/><strong>“Not to worry Miss Gold I double checked before you went in! Also, be careful with that Best line, it was great but I think it’s copyrighted so…the sponsors may not like it.”</strong>Booster nodded, they could clean it up for the highlight reel in post. She decided to go a little more spectacular for the finale, and toppled over when a bullet hit her in the knee. “Oh no! You got me!”<br/><br/>“Yer gonna pay for what you did to my brother you bitch!” Shouted…Mark? Maybe that was his name. Either way it was time for the big comeback, when the western reject leapt over the counter to hit her with the fabled gun, she grasped it, the powersuit letting her hold it easily as she smiled brightly, before standing up, slamming her fist into his jaw, the powerful upper cut knocking the man out.<br/><br/>“Well if punches were money, then you’re the richest man alive now!” cried out Booster, before posing with her hands on her hips, chest out slightly. She couldn’t have scripted the next bit any better when the chesty young woman, oddly in the antique shop, hugged and kissed her cheek. Smiling a little as the sirens pulled up, along with the news crew (Skeets was very good about calling them.) She stepped aside to let the police do their work and arrest the miscreants.  She also stepped outside to get away from the shop keeper who was a little upset about his door..but kind of grateful to be alive. It wasn’t even that great a door anyway, it didn’t open by itself.<br/><br/>Moving outside, she waved to the reporters and the flash bulbs going off, even as they photographed her, and the twins being taken away. Her visor, hooked to Skeets and the internet pinged her as to which station they each worked for. No national coverage yet, but hey, there was GCTV so that was a start. She pointed to that one, Miranda Veracruez.<br/><br/>“Booster, you’ve been on the heroing scene for a few months now and you haven’t been to Gateway City once. What made you show up now?” The reporter queried at her. Booster appeared to ponder for a second, then smiled.<br/><br/>“Look, Gateway City is fabulous and has a ton of great heroes and heroines here, but let’s face it. No one can be everywhere at once. I don’t want to be just in one place, I want to help wherever I can, wherever it’s needed.” Booster smiled, and then jerked her thumb towards the two being led out in cuffs “And I could see I was needed here. These two wanted to rob a gun, and all they got was tickets to the Booster gun show!” She flexed dramatically, and then pointed at the camera “But in all seriousness heroing is hard work and you need to be in top shape to do it. That’s why I try to visit the local gym of anywhere I go, like Planet Fitness! It’s a great family environment and thousands of gyms nationally.”<br/><br/><strong>“Very natural Miss Gold, very well done. The sponsors will be very pleased!”</strong>Skeets chirped in her ear, hovering around near her shoulder now, but speaking over their internal comm’s,<strong>“Remember what the polls say though, don’t overstay your welcome!” </strong><br/><br/>Booster gave a little nod and activated her flight ring, hovering into the air, giving a small two fingered salute to the crowd “I’d love to stay and chat folks, but crime never sleeps. Not like I do at a nice Hyatt though, that’s for sure!” The ring propelled by her will, as she swoops up into the air, giving a small spin for the audience until she’s out of sight. “Well..anything else on the radar Skeets?”<br/><br/><strong>“Yes Miss Gold..Literally. You have incoming. It appears to be…wow….”</strong><br/>