Meanwhile, somewhere else
"I don't know, Dave. I just don't think I can keep this gig up much longer," A rather well-built man in heroic looking tights stated, lifting a cigarette from its carton.
A much older man with a bald head and red shades took a sip of coffee, "Look, Arche, everyone loves ya. You got fans, posters, merchandise, T-shirts, bobble-heads-"
"Do people even use bobble-heads anymore?" Arche lit up his cigarette and leaned back against the building, smoking.
"I... I don't know, the point is, a job this good don't come around often. Hell, didn't you tell me you scored a busty brunette when she found out who you were? You play a children's show super hero, for cryin' in a cup, and that got you laid!"
He shrugged, "Yeah, I don't know about her. She seemed a little off. I mean, she practically fainted when I told her I played the Poke Ranger. I think she has a super hero fetish..."
"Bitches love super heroes," Dave stated.
"... Okay, promise me those words will never spill through your mouth ever again," He replied.
"Yeah, agreed," He nodded, realizing it sounded wrong.
Arche continued, "Anyway, there's more to a job than that. I appreciate this job, man, I really do, but with all the stress with my kids and some personal issues... I don't know how long I can balance it all. It was a good run, but perhaps it's time to hang up the cape," He took another puff of his cigarette.
*sigh* "Well, can you at least... think about it some more?"
"Dave, I-"
"I know, I know, just... Please."
"...Yeah, okay."
(I half-assed this, but eh. I think it's safe to say that this Arche is the oldest out of all his variations, judging by how he has children. Also, I know this RP is dying, but I just wanted to have this here as a reference that he exists in this universe.)