A tall, slightly built figure wearing a purple beanie and a buttoned-up, greige trench coat entered the tavern. The man did not turn his head to look at the people that chatted at the nearby wooden tables but rather sat at an empty barstool.
"Will it be the usual? Scotch and soup?" said Bill. Bill had scraggly grey hairs and a long ponytail.
"Yeah, I mean no," his eyes stared at the television mounted on the wall. In a deep voice, he continued, "Soup and 151. I feel like shit. Might as well drink shit."
Bill wiped his hands on his green apron saying, "damn Chris, what happened?" Bill was the owner but was the type of guy that really cared about the regulars. Not just for business but out of a good heart.
"Eh, they fired me for a bullshit reason. Said I was too slow and that people thought I was creepy," Chris said while focusing on the television.
Bill glanced at the television and back at Chris and said, "for someone who seems to hate this show. You sure don't miss an episode. Eh, none of my business, the first round is on me." The tavern owner walked through black double-swinging doors that led to the kitchen.
Chris raised his eyebrows and grinned sarcastically as he heard the theme song of Power Men. The show began with a tall man with blue eyes and a handsome smile coming out of a black Mercedes in the busy streets of Dallas, Texas, the national capital of United Puissance ( fr. power). The host was dressed in a black, traditional suit and greeted everyone at the brick building he entered. A beautician dabs his face with powdered foundation and he enters a room with a white table and a holographic screen at his background. "Welcome to the 50th episode of POWER MEN!" An overly enthusiastic host yelled. "Today we have an exciting episode. As you know it's our 30th anniversary since we first aired. We have so much lined up for all of you. From special guests, upcoming heroes and world news.
"But first let's recap the last 30 years." The camera zoomed in on the screen behind him and showed old footage. Chris let out a sigh of relief as he didn't like seeing how the hosts lips didn't sync with the English Dub. English was a dying language even if it was the 3rd most popular language. Spanish had become the most popular and French was the official language of the world. French was taught in schools worldwide and was the default language for most software. "We will never forget where we came from. From our first Power Man, Renoman, a.k.a Clive Barker back when we were the United States. He died a hero. But had it not been for his death we probably wouldn't be the successful empire we are now… As you can see United States' Earth Boy, Mexico's El Vapor ( es, masc. The Vapor) and Canada's Homme de Diamant ( fr. Diamond Man) helped build a foundation for our government. With their help, the world was able to see world peace and voluntarily relinquish their archaic ways to something new. A world with no hunger, no sickness, and most of all no crime!".
"Bullshit," Chris whispered as he took off his beanie revealing his freshly shaved blonde hair with uneven patches. Bill returned with a wooden bowl and a shot glass. Chris sipped the rum glass saying, "please turn this off. It's killing me." He then stared at his drink thinking, 'I might as well drink rubbing alcohol.'
Bill reached for the TV and tapped it twice causing the screen to turn black. The owner shook his head at a crowd of young folk that loudly and obnoxiously laughed, while surrounding one of the corner tables. Bill whispered, "I hope we don't have trouble."
"Will it be the usual? Scotch and soup?" said Bill. Bill had scraggly grey hairs and a long ponytail.
"Yeah, I mean no," his eyes stared at the television mounted on the wall. In a deep voice, he continued, "Soup and 151. I feel like shit. Might as well drink shit."
Bill wiped his hands on his green apron saying, "damn Chris, what happened?" Bill was the owner but was the type of guy that really cared about the regulars. Not just for business but out of a good heart.
"Eh, they fired me for a bullshit reason. Said I was too slow and that people thought I was creepy," Chris said while focusing on the television.
Bill glanced at the television and back at Chris and said, "for someone who seems to hate this show. You sure don't miss an episode. Eh, none of my business, the first round is on me." The tavern owner walked through black double-swinging doors that led to the kitchen.
Chris raised his eyebrows and grinned sarcastically as he heard the theme song of Power Men. The show began with a tall man with blue eyes and a handsome smile coming out of a black Mercedes in the busy streets of Dallas, Texas, the national capital of United Puissance ( fr. power). The host was dressed in a black, traditional suit and greeted everyone at the brick building he entered. A beautician dabs his face with powdered foundation and he enters a room with a white table and a holographic screen at his background. "Welcome to the 50th episode of POWER MEN!" An overly enthusiastic host yelled. "Today we have an exciting episode. As you know it's our 30th anniversary since we first aired. We have so much lined up for all of you. From special guests, upcoming heroes and world news.
"But first let's recap the last 30 years." The camera zoomed in on the screen behind him and showed old footage. Chris let out a sigh of relief as he didn't like seeing how the hosts lips didn't sync with the English Dub. English was a dying language even if it was the 3rd most popular language. Spanish had become the most popular and French was the official language of the world. French was taught in schools worldwide and was the default language for most software. "We will never forget where we came from. From our first Power Man, Renoman, a.k.a Clive Barker back when we were the United States. He died a hero. But had it not been for his death we probably wouldn't be the successful empire we are now… As you can see United States' Earth Boy, Mexico's El Vapor ( es, masc. The Vapor) and Canada's Homme de Diamant ( fr. Diamond Man) helped build a foundation for our government. With their help, the world was able to see world peace and voluntarily relinquish their archaic ways to something new. A world with no hunger, no sickness, and most of all no crime!".
"Bullshit," Chris whispered as he took off his beanie revealing his freshly shaved blonde hair with uneven patches. Bill returned with a wooden bowl and a shot glass. Chris sipped the rum glass saying, "please turn this off. It's killing me." He then stared at his drink thinking, 'I might as well drink rubbing alcohol.'
Bill reached for the TV and tapped it twice causing the screen to turn black. The owner shook his head at a crowd of young folk that loudly and obnoxiously laughed, while surrounding one of the corner tables. Bill whispered, "I hope we don't have trouble."