Jack sat down at one of the long, cheap tables, his back to a pillar. Since the store was technically closed, most of the lights were off, but there was enough illumination to light the racks of clothing and other merchandise surrounding the meeting. There weren't nearly enough employees to fill all the seats, but people were scattered here and there.
Jer sat lazily near the front, his bulky frame partially blocking the projected image behind him. He tossed Jack a piece of candy, followed quickly by a second. Jack missed catching both, but was not bothered because, unbeknownst to Jer, he already had some candy.
"As we all know," Jer said, beginning the presentation, "ten thousand years ago, a more perfect union was formed." Canned patriotic music tinkled in the background as a jingoistic caped figure appeared on the projection. It reminded Jack very strongly of Captain America, but with a more futuristic costume.
"Occasionally, a hero is needed to defend this union. Currently, the most likely candidate is this man."
On the screen stood the figure of an enormous, metallic exoskeleton perched solidly in a stone plaza. It was several times the size of a normal man, which was only clear by the fact that there was a man partially entombed in the middle of the structure. Lightning shot from the exoskeleton's eyes, which were protruding off the side of the head piece on enormous, elephantine lobes. As Jack watched, the exoskeleton began to move at the behest of the man inside, stomping and slaughtering various posturing aggressors dotted around the square. This slaughter continued for some time, and Jack was continually impressed with how acrobatic the man in the exoskeleton was, even when compared with the clearly skilled attackers it was facing.
Eventually, a double team was able to get the best of the metallic man. As one attacker distracted the metallic man, the other quickly dodged the exoskeleton's arm, flipping around to disable one of its legs. The man in the exoskeleton let out an electronically-amplified roar, grabbing the attacker and crushing him even as he fell. The exoskeleton was able to utilize the momentum of his fall to strike and crush the other attacker, killing him but disabling the suit. Gears whirred and the man inside the skeleton emerged from the metallic heap, wearing a much smaller but very alien outfit, one that presumably had allowed him to link and control the now-destroyed exoskeleton. The man ground his teeth and growled loudly as he stalked back into the center of the plaza.
"Now," interrupted Jer, "he has one problem, which is that he doesn't exist here, and so cannot see matter in our realm without technological aid."
The view on the projector transitioned to an image of the man. His suit came up partially over his head, curving to a stop in the middle of his forehead. Around the man there was a swirl of red, green, and blue numbers and lines. He looked around, confused - Jack assumed this was what the man would see without the aid of his equipment. Sure enough, the perspective switched back to normal to reveal one of the attackers who had snuck up and charged the man. At the point of contact the attacker went right through the futuristic man as if he were not even there. Both men looked around confusedly. To Jack's perspective, the futuristic man seemed more and more alien as the film progressed; it was difficult for Jack to pin down, but while the futuristic man's outward appearance did not change, he seemed to be becoming more inhuman.
"See?" Jer explained. "He can't see them, they can't get to him. To counter this, he has a helmet."
There was a click and the futuristic man materialized back into the normal realm. Instantly, he saw the attacker and killed him from behind with a quick swipe of his fist. The slaughter continued as other attackers closed on the man's position.
Eventually, Jer piped in, "And here we see a female attacker." The visuals on the film turned cartoon-like and two-dimensional. The female was quickly subdued, but not killed, by the futuristic man. Jack was thankful for the new hand-drawn animation, for he sensed what was coming and preferred not to view a live-action rendering.
The man pinned the woman to a column and extended a comically long, reptilian tongue toward her face. He flipped his tongue around casually bet ever inward, twisting the membrane almost flirtatiously. The woman was still breathing heavily, though was not resisting nearly as much as one would expect. Soon, the tongue wrapped multiple times around her lips, extending them outward into an absurdly long pucker.
"And now," explained Jer, "the two have achieved sexual union. He will loop his tongue around the woman's lips. He will do this for some time, occasionally also looping around her nose." Jack watched as the extra slack in the man's tongue reached up to her nose and slung itself lazily across the bridge and underneath the nostrils.
Jack understood the meaning - this was how the futuristic man seeded his victims, continuing his own species. He could not tell if the woman was struggling anymore, though she was breathing heavily.
"He gets perturbed if she exhales too loudly," offered Jer.
