[ The vigilante takes off in the direction of the scream in a mad dash and doesn't slow or stop at the edge of the building. Instead he leaps and tumbles, doing arguably one and a half more flips and turns than would be necessary to cross the gap between roofs. He continues in this fashion until he reaches the scene of the trouble.
Down on the street below a group of civilians is watching in horror as a man in a chef's apron backs away slowly from a large possessed stove that's closing in on him. The man shrieks again. ]
Stop right there Cooking Appliance!
[ Everyone, even the possessed stove pause to check out the weirdo on the roof. ]
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Down on the street below a group of civilians is watching in horror as a man in a chef's apron backs away slowly from a large possessed stove that's closing in on him. The man shrieks again. ]
Stop right there Cooking Appliance!
[ Everyone, even the possessed stove pause to check out the weirdo on the roof. ]