[How was it possible for someone to be so out of touch with the world around him and yet. still somehow survive in it? Well, whatever the reason, here he was, the elusive Jake English in the flesh (and remarkably less tanned than normal.)

The young former adventurer was in a rather cheeky mood. Having taken the comments passed down to him from some of his closest friends, Jake decided that if he had been hiding away in his house for as long they all thought, then he came to the conclusion people wouldn't recognize him. Well, this just blossomed and bloomed inside his mind, giving him the very idea he was trying out at present.

Minus his glasses and donning a very snooty smirk, Jake was ambling around the city. His hair, for today, had been swept the other way (though its strands must have had memories, as parts sprung up and back in place here and there.) Jake was convinced his disguise was flawless! His socks were rolled down instead of up and his t-shirt inside out so no one could see the skull!

He was as mysterious as El Zorro! As Bruce Wayne even! He was--

The Emerald Pimpernel~!

[Jake called out dramatically as he flung his coat over a shoulder, letting a splash of green on the inner lining flare out. Obviously he looked way cooler in his own mind than he did for real... Especially seeing as he was without his glasses, which in turn caused him to stumble and bump around... Perfect way to lose any cool points he though he was gaining.]

Oh drat wait! I've done this all tits backwards! I should be wearing my mask, or...Egad I can't remember if this is the look of my alter ego or my crime busting renegade self?...

Greeting, heroes. I take it this isn't some giant April Fool's Day joke, since that's not for another two months and this is kind of extreme if all you wanted to do was prank me, so this is Nightbird broadcasting the first official Secret Society of Superheroes SOS.

All heroes, respond to this broadcast ASAP so that I can account for your whereabouts. I think it's best if we all convened at a secret location at a designated time and date. I don't need to remind you all that civilian identities are not to be used when responding to official superhero business, right? Asian Persuasion, this means you.

That said, the Society will take motions against the individual who thought it was a good idea to bring us here. Might I remind you all of the Society's constitution? Article five, section nine: the Society does not condone any spontaneous actions without at least a three-fourths majority consensus, especially regarding teleportation travel to undisclosed locations and x-ray vision used in public.

Heroes, we're in dark times. Not only have we been brought to a strange place, our superhero personas are at jeopardy. We'll coordinate our affiliations and readjust our powers at the next meeting if we have to. Take care, heroes, and be safe.

[So Blaine kind of thought everything was a joke and is trying to make sense of it???]