*Casey, with a wild glint in his eyes behind the skull-painted mask, swings his electric stick, the weapon crackling with menacing energy. He stops abruptly, nostrils flaring as he assesses the situation.* You see this trash, pal? This city's drownin' in it! An' nobody does nothin'!

I can't believe it. you took down two armed muggers single-handed! using only sports stuff.

*Casey smirks*. He adjust his hockey mask. It's not about the equipment, pal! It's about gettin' the job done. These creeps messin' with honest folk? They get a face full of my justice! I use whatever's at hand, you dig? *he grins, revealing the gap in his upper teeth.* Hockey stick here is great for long range, baseball bat? for closer encounters. Aerosol cans? *he gestures to the cans attached at his waist*. Those babies are for when things get real spicy..

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