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Given his track record, any that could consider themselves knowledgeable of the super hero Music dude you’d believe that he’s a night owl. Sleeping during the day and fighting villains all night long. Yet out in the early morning Troy was wide awake and making the rounds for the second greatest love of his life, food. The historic Jump City market, as old as the city itself and since nothing super valuable comes through here it’s like looking into the past. The saltwater from the nearby bay wafted on the air into the opening market as the sun just barely peaked from behind the horizon. The Dust and scrapes of time hung heavy in this space but it showed history unlike the rest of the city that had to be replaced so often. Some of the store owners even took pride in that fact. At these early twilight hours the only people active are those opening their shops for business and those looking for a good deal. Enter Troy Jones, the son of a chef and food critic. To Troy, there were few

Music Dude Interlude SkullKandy Being a superhero is strange. Being a superhero who is an… acquaintance to their archrival is even stranger; and Troy Jones was anything but normal. Our aforementioned hero was making himself lunch on one of his off days. First he'd brush up on his cooking. Call his parents to give them an update. Meet with some of his friends. Head to the library and do some research. Train. Record. Perform. Maybe- A twinge of pain shot through Troy's had causing him to spill the chili he was making all over the floor. His muscles were sore, too sore. It had been ages since he had gotten any good rest. Most people see heroes as invincible paragons of virtue able to take on the blows of evil, so few see the mundane practices that go into making sure they stay in top form. For Troy this was his mundane; his healing powers could only fix so much. Guess he'll just have to tough it out. Just as our hero was getting to a point where he was feeling calm, life