the interminable adventures of Immovable Man...

Immovable Man maneuvered the Herculoid down the middle of the street with attached--the great divider: an inverted cow-catcher doing it's job, sliding under the tires of cars involuntarily stacked statically between stop lights from too many trying to fit where there is not enough room. As the Herculoid powered down Central Avenue to it's predestination, the seemingly impassable rows of cars flipped effortlessly to the side, a wave of rollover in front of a force too, well... immovable. And thus Immovable man moved toward this predestination and the more inanimate objects the Herculoid touched, the more that became non-obstacles. This mechanism attached to the front of the Herculoid looked like a cheese wedge with wings that allowed for a lift and separate of anything that came into contact. Powered by the two V-12 engines floating on a frame held up by front and rear half-tracks, Immovable Man dispatched friction and resistance at every turn. When a more abrupt response was calculated, like when a police car would attempt a road block, hydraulics lifted the divider and the sheer weight and power of the Herculoid crushed whatever stood in its way.

The objective today was a bank deposit before his last check cleared. Immovable Man hated over-draft fees. After creating his own parking spot, Immovable man left the idling Herculoid to enter the bank, opening and holding the door for an elderly woman that was having difficulties balancing herself and the weight of the door. She smiled and thanked him for as his kind patience and hobbled up to the counter. Immovable Man took the next available clerk and offered his deposit. He was then informed that a check had already bounced and an immovable over-draft fee was due, as policy stated such, even though he had rushed to correct the potential problem. An astonished gasp and then mournful moan distracted Immovable Man enough to draw his attention to the old woman who was being informed by the bank manager her Social Security check would not clear soon enough for her to pay her rent and get groceries for the weekend. Her landlord gave her today to pay up or he was tossing her out and confiscating her belongings. Her pleas for lenience were met with more insertions of the priorities of policy.

Immovable Man, with one single swift clean movement, released his sword from under his trench coat and took both the head of the clerk refusing to remove the over-draft fee and the bank manager denying the old woman of an expedient and fair solution to her problem. He then grabbed another clerk and upon placing the cold steel and razor sharp blade beneath her throat, he asked if there was any way she could see to help him and the old woman with the situation. After the over-draft fee was waived and the old woman's check was cashed, Immovable Man offered the old woman a ride to the grocer. He then thanked the clerk for her time and understanding before leaving, and after skewering the head of the bank manager on the fake rhino horn that protruded from the hood of the Herculoid, they were both Safeway bound. The old woman mentioned she thought his new and improved hood ornament was a nice touch.