There are as many stories in Titan City as there are citizens, but they all mean something to someone. Cab drivers see more of them most. And they're always willing to share. Even if you don't want to listen. Let's take a ride with this one.
The thing about life is that you gotta know where you stand. An' you gotta know where you wanna stand.
Take me f'rexample. I'm a cabbie. Been a cabbie since I turned 18. I dunno if I'd call it 'honest work' but I like it arright. Bein' a cabbie in Titan City's tough sometimes, but I wouldn't wanna live anywhere else.
Sometimes I kinda feel like I'd like to have one a' them cushy desk jobs, but not really, y'know? I'd go crazy bein' stuck in one place all the time. It'd be like school all over again, 'scept with worse traffic and longer hours. I'd just be staring out the window waiting for five o'clock to roll around.
An' I'd be stuck in one place when a cape battle breaks out.
Oh, you new to Titan City? Well hey, welcome! But yeah, big crazy fights are somethin' ya gotta take a while to get used to, y'know? I'm sure you've got some sorta, what they call it, "pre-conceived notion" 'bout how it happens, but you'll get rid of those soon enough. Really, how it works out for you depends on what you do.
See, that's one reason I don't wanna work in an office. You'll just be sittin' there mindin' your own business, fillin out expense forms or, y'know, whatever office people do. An' then this guy gets knocked through your window, an' he's bouncin' along like five hunnerd miles an hour or somethin', and he bounces off of computers and everything gets knocked ta bits. Statistically, you prolly don't get hurt - it's weird how that happens - but your day's all shot ta hell. Not where I wanna be standing.
Funny thing, though? One of my regular customers tells me there's an internet server error just for cape battles. Dunno if I believe 'im, but wouldn't that be a hoot?
Anyway. I do it a bit differnt. If I'm near a cape fight breaks out, I get a fare if I don't have one already and I hightail it outta there. You ain't gonna catch me rubbernecking. Nobody else, really; part of getting used to these things is knowing not to stay around for 'em.
Everyone else reacts different too. Street vendors? They jus' stick around. Damndest thing, they never get hurt. I hear crazy rumors someone enchants the little umbrellas on their carts. Dunno if I believe it, but I seen stranger. Once had a pack of rats going around my apartment building making sure everyone woke up an' left before trouble came. They were right, too.
Cops, medics, firefighters, those guys come running in. I tell you what, I wish I had the guts to do that sort of thing.
What? No, of course you need cops even with the capes around. Someone's gotta read somebody their rights an' take 'em to the right jail, y'know?
I mean, I know what you're thinkin', kind of. Heroes basically keep crime on the ropes. They keep people safe an' put the bad guys away. Sure, but even they insist on having duly representative, uh, y'know, people to make sure everything's good an' legal.
Why don't the normal people jus' leave? What, an' miss all this? Well, all right, I guess it's intimidatin' at first. Well, first is we've got a roaring economy - prolly what brought you here, am I right? ...oh, you got an office job? Aheh, well, they're not all bad, y'know? Just not for me. I hear the pay's good, at least.
Right, so uh...
A-anyway, as much of a mess as they can make, the supers tend to clean up after themselves. At least the heroes tend to. Some of those super-fast guys can get a lot done with just an amateur handyman's know-how, an' there's a lot of big an' tough types take part time construction jobs. Gotta pay the bills, y'know? Bein' super doesn't mean you don't gotta eat. 'Least not most times. Insurance picks up some of the cost, an' donations pick up a lot of the rest. Some businesses are willin' to soak some just to do business here, an' the fines against the bad guys tend to pick up the rest.
An' really, that's kind of the long and short of it overall. Yeah, a lot of crazy stuff happens here. Heck, most of the crazy stuff happens here. I could swear there's some sorta mole-person holiday they celebrate by invading Main Street. But over all? The heroes have it in hand. The capes keep things kinda to themselves, they don't let it spill over to us regular folk, they keep us safe an' we get a free show. And as a side effect? There's not much crime here.
Or at least, I don't think there is. There's rumors that there's more than meets the eye, especially in bad parts of town. You got a place in Aurora, that's good. Really, if you mostly stick to the north side, you should be fine. An' don't go to the industrial areas unless you really gotta.
But some of the things I hear, man.
Anyway, they keep it low, y'know? Any other city, some of the crooks we got would be running the joint. Here? They keep their heads down 'cause they don't wanna get smacked. Sure, you hear about the usual stuff, a mugging here an' there, some knucklehead knockin' over a liquor store. Just not as much, y'know? Or maybe I jus' don't notice it, what with all the bigger stuff happenin'. I dunno.
Hey, I even had someone try an' rob my car once. Dunno why he thought a cabbie would be loaded, but whatever. I kinda thought he was stupid, an' I told 'im that too. He didn't like it. He paid his fare by offerin' to not shoot me if I took him where he wanted to go, an' hey, who am I to argue with a customer? So I get to his destination, an' y'know what? Cape had been crouchin' on the roof of my car the entire trip. Jumps off an' kicks the guy in the face, down he goes. Ha! Still didn't get paid for my mileage though.
Why do the criminals come here when they have better chances somewhere else? Well, one reason's the feds. They can get pretty mean when you push 'em. The other reason? Same as you. A better economy means more money, an' that means more money to steal. Simple, right?
Anyone can make it in Titan City, good 'r bad.
An' y'know, part of it's just... this is home, arright? I grew up here, an' so'd most of the super-crooks. They don't want to conquer just any old place, they want this one, an' really, so's everyone else who lives here. This is the greatest city on Earth. Sure, lots of people say that about their home town too, but they don't got dinosaurs as part-time residents, do they?
Wait, you never heard that? Yeah, it's totally a thing. An most of 'em ain't bad either, y'know? Heck, I got one drives another cab for me. Never had an accident either, dinos got great peripheral vision, no blind spots. No foolin'! Just don't stare, arright? The way we got both eyes facing forward weirds 'em out.
Why's a dinosaur drivin' a cab? Well, he's gotta eat, don't he? Same as everybody else. Lotsa supers have day jobs around here. Gotta pay for those funny outfits somehow. And hey, some powers ain't so useful for heroics, but they're great for other stuff. There's this guy on the TCFD, he puts out fires just by bein' around 'em! Even the ones that ain't, y'know, literal fires. Great for putting out arguments. Not so good for his love life, I hear.
An' some guy's power is just bein' really smart. Or I dunno, maybe it's not a real superpower, but it sometimes seems like it with those eggheads. An' that's another thing; those guys make some really amazing jails. Everyone always wonders about that, an' don't worry; we can hold our bad guys. Hardly anyone can break out of the super-prison on the island. Even when someone does, it's noisy enough that every super comes running and bam, they're back in prison again. 'Least that's how I figure it.
Ah, so this is where you live now? Great, it's a good neighborhood. An' hey, next building over there's a sandwich shop, Liebner & Kurtzburg's, inside on the ground floor. Try it, they make everything in house. Their reuben's world famous, but I really love their Monte Christo. Here's my card. Call me when you got someplace you gotta go, I'll getcha there.
An' hey. Welcome ta Titan City.