You don’t get a superhero-name like “The Licker” in a good accident, let’s just say that.
An animal was hassled, and some chemicals were spilled. It happens.
And once it does, you just need to roll with it. Otherwise you become a villain, and the name for that is worse.
Just trust me on that one. I looked into it.
So now I’m The Licker. I fight crime on Tuesdays and Thursdays, mostly. Once I move up in the union, there will be openings for a weekend spree every now and again. And Mondays.
If you need to get my attention, don’t flash the Licker Light into the sky. That happened that one time, and it wasn’t pretty. Let’s just keep to the text-messages.
My number is in the directory.