The 'World of Heroes: DC Style" RPG Season II

[Spike_x1]

OOC: 1000 replies!

I should've used that opportunity to do something creative... pfft.

[SuperFerret]

A silent alarm soundlessly echoed through the city. A bank teller activated it, but she was shot dead for it. The robbers were on their way out of the building when a blue and red breeze blew past them. They knew what that meant.

"SUPERMAN!!" somebody exclaimed.

Indeed, it was the Man of Steel hovering right in front of the two unfortunate bank robbers.

"I don't think you're authorized to make such a large withdrawal."

"***** YOU, BOY SCOUT!" one of the robbers yelled, firing two shots at Superman's face. The bullets bounced off his cheek, only drawing a small trickle of blood.

"Stop. Now."

But the bank robbers had other plans. They both turned around and fired wildly into the bank, aiming deadly bursts at the people inside.

Another breeze came by and whipped around the inside of the building. After a second, Superman stood still. He extended his arms towards the shocked bank robbers, and opened his fists. Bullets poured from his palms and fell to the ground.

"I think these are yours."

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I'll write another Joker post later. I'm tired now, so I'm gonna go catch some shut eye.

[Dwarf lord]

"Buy Keystone next time!" The Flash yells back as he runs home and gets back in his civilien clothes. "Captain Cold in jail, Weather Wizard, Grodd and Mirror Master in hiding. I think I'm actually getting board." He says as he rests his head in his hands. He turns on the TV and sees Captain Boomerang in Africa. "HEY! He's one of mine! Score!" He bolts out the door in his costume.

http://www.hyperborea.org/flash/images/barry1.png

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Buy Keystone next time!" He yells back as he runs home and gets back in his civilien clothes. "Captain Cold in jail, Weather Wizard, Grodd and Mirror Master in hiding. I think I'm actually getting board." He says as he rests his head in his hands. He turns on the TV and sees Captain Boomerang in Africa. "HEY! He's one of mine! Score!" He bolts out the door in his costume.

http://www.hyperborea.org/flash/images/barry1.png

OOC: Wait, who are you playing now? :confused:

[Dwarf lord]

OOC: Wait, who are you playing now? :confused:

OCC: Who do you think?

[SuperFerret]

OCC: Who do you think?

OOC: CAPTAIN CRUNCH!! :up:

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: CAPTAIN CRUNCH!! :up:

OOC: Wrong, it's Franken-Berries! :D

[RoseRedStrauss]

Uhh yeaa...So, am I allowed to you know? Cut through space with one of my cards. I'm sure at the speeds I can go at, it'd be possible.

*And so, Zolomon continues to drift through space. He had long since lost track of time of how long he had been there.*

"Come to think of it, I don't even know how old I am anymore." He speaks to himself.

*He discovered he could move by willing his body in a specific direction.*

"Then again, this place could be moving around me...Haven't seen anyone since I got here...which was...sometime ago."

*He looks at his wristbands, which contain his civi clothes and business cards. They remind him of technology that has yet to be discovered by people.*

"Now where the hell did Batman get a dimension disruptor. And why of all people did he give it to Robin. I swear when I get out blood will rain from the skies."

*Hunter had only done it with small objects. But he knew that he could erase and entire city. Gotham? Metropolis? He then thinks of Gateway.*

"Hahaha, ah yes Wonder Woman. I never did finish that battle. Perhaps I should take it to her Amazonian homeland."

*He then realizes that he failed his job as the Reverse-Flash.*

"I'll have to try harder...They are not fit to protect mankind...They need...MY HELP!!"

*He then looks up and...*

[OOC]Kinda hard, trying to get Hunter's personality. I read the ending issue where WW, Zoom, Flash, and Cheetah duke it out. I think it gave me a good grasp on what Zolomon should be doing. Hopefully once he gets out of this stupid place it'll be better.[OOC]

[nixonbat]

OOC: Dwarf Lord, you're gonna have to edit that post and wait. I have TWO scheduled conflicts ahead of you. Besides, CB hasn't appeared in costume in Africa...there's no WAY he would be on TV. I'd love to face off with the Flash eventually, but I have put too much time into developing this current arc to throw it out the window. Be patient and we'll get into and arc of our own. Thanks.

[nixonbat]

Digger stood motionless in the afternoon heat. All he could do was sweat. He couldn't even brush away the flies that landed on his skin. His eyes remained fixed straight ahead...fixed on that damnable voo-doo witch doctor, Houngan.

Houngan chuckled, and said, "Mr. Harkness I'm afraid I can't allow you to throw that weapon at my person. I allowed you to travel in my company. Fed and sheltered you. Gave you opportunity to go about what you came here for in the first place. Still you would try to kill me?" he asked. "I realize, and understand, your resentment towards being manipulated into serving against your will," he continued, " and in gratitude for your actions, I will allow you movement. However, I cannot allow you to kill me. Should you try, you will find your heart refusing to beat..." he concluded.

In the next moment Digger found his limbs responding again. He blinked repeatedly to re-moisten his eyeballs. As he tightened his grip on his boomerang he felt his chest tighten as well. He loosened his grip and the tightness faded. 'Demmit, this bloke has done me on all fronts,' he thought to himself.

Houngan smiled as he watched Diggers' internal struggles. " I feel you are deserved of explanations Mr. Harkness. While the WayneTech was not directly poisoning our people in the way you were led to believe, they were poisoning them in another, equally unacceptable way. They were providing monies to causes that would promote a shift in the power balance in this part of the world. A shift most unwelcome by my employers. Western ideals concerning human rights issues are not popular among the ruling classes of Africa. I am paid to halt that progression and have been quite successful. Look at Nigeria and Rwanda. Much of that unrest has resulted directly from my efforts."

He paused, allowing Digger to absorb this information. Digger took this opportunity to speak his mind. " I don't give a dem about your politics, I expect to be paid when I do a job," he said. "You wanted someone else to take the heat so's you could remain invisible. Fair enough. But if I don't get paid...you get dead...one way or the other," Digger concluded.

Houngan considered Captain Boomerangs' words for a moment. "Very well, Mr. Harkness. You came here to Africa to distance yourself from your dependance on scientific gadgetry...to rediscover your innate skills and acquire new ones. There are old potions that would serve a man of your talents well. That will be your payment," Houngan said.

"Wait a GOD DEM minute!!! If you think I'm gonna take Jungle Juice for pay, your outta yer mind!!!!!" Digger exclaimed.

"Were you not just rooted in your place, and manipulated by so-called jungle juices?" Houngan asked.

Digger thought for a moment before replying. "OK, then it's a deal mate. But you still owe me one, and I WILL collect," he said.

"Fair enough," Houngan replied.

The two men then reviewed the exact nature and details of the 'gifts' Digger was receiving. The two then parted company, and Digger headed back north again in his '71 Mercedes...air conditioning at full blast. He intended to spend a day or so relaxing and studying his newly acquired 'tools.' Then he intended to head back to Johannesburg...his contact man worked for Houngan...and while he couldn't kill Houngan...the contact man was something else entirely.


TO BE CONTINUED....

OOC: Let's play little birdies....heh.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Dwarf Lord, you're gonna have to edit that post and wait. I have TWO scheduled conflicts ahead of you. Besides, CB hasn't appeared in costume in Africa...there's no WAY he would be on TV. I'd love to face off with the Flash eventually, but I have put too much time into developing this current arc to throw it out the window. Be patient and we'll get into and arc of our own. Thanks.

OOC: Yeah, we already got Stewart, with Canary and Robin on the way, I think that's more than enough heroes.

[nixonbat]

OOC: Gawd, I would hope so. lol.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Well, Hal just teleported near Canary, so I guess I'm in...

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Actually, never mind... I just got an idea... I'll talk to Canary for a little while, then skidoo...

[twylight]

*Hal smiles to himself.*

"That could be arranged."

*Hal teleports right next to Dinah*

OOC: I'm going to assume you know I'm in an airplane..;)

IC: Dinah started and looked at her cell phone.

"Guess, I don't need this." She said flipping it closed. "If I had know the response would have been so immediate I would has requested an outfit, Boy's size M."



OOC: Let's play little birdies....heh.

OOC: Tweet tweet ;)

[batnkevlar]

[QUOTE=twylight]OOC: I'm going to assume you know I'm in an airplane..;)

IC: Dinah started and looked at her cell phone.

"Guess, I don't need this." She said flipping it closed. "If I had know the response would have been so immediate I would has requested an outfit, Boy's size M."
QUOTE]

OOC: Plane? Oh yeah, of course... um, yeah, i knew that...

IC: *Hal buckles himself into the seat next to Canary*

"How you doing, Dinah? Life treatin you well?"

[twylight]

OOC: Plane? Oh yeah, of course... um, yeah, i knew that...

IC: *Hal buckles himself into the seat next to Canary*

"How you doing, Dinah? Life treatin you well?"

Leaning forward to adjusts a few of the plane controls, Dinah smiles " So far, though I don't know what I'll be saying in a few days." She paused and looked at him as she decided what to say next.
"After picking up the young Boy Wonder, I'm heading to Africa to see about a guy named Digger Harkness he calls himself "Captain Boomerang."

Tapping her slender fingers on her armrest she asks "Know anything about him?"

[batnkevlar]

Leaning forward to adjusts a few of the plane controls, Dinah smiles " So far, though I don't know what I'll be saying in a few days." She paused and looked at him as she decided what to say next.
"After picking up the young Boy Wonder, I'm heading to Africa to see about a guy named Digger Harkness he calls himself "Captain Boomerang."

Tapping her slender fingers on her armrest she asks "Know anything about him?"

"Digger? Yeah, I know him. Back in the days with Barry, he used to give Barry a hard time. Boomerangs are his gimmick, but then again, it doesn't take Batman to figure that out. Over the years he's honed his skills, and become more than one of those gimmick freaks. He's vicious, Dinah, and dangerous. Don't underestimate him."

*Hal looks away from Dinah*

"How's the League doing?"

[twylight]

"Digger? Yeah, I know him. Back in the days with Barry, he used to give Barry a hard time. Boomerangs are his gimmick, but then again, it doesn't take Batman to figure that out. Over the years he's honed his skills, and become more than one of those gimmick freaks. He's vicious, Dinah, and dangerous. Don't underestimate him."

*Hal looks away from Dinah*

"How's the League doing?"

Dinah nodded as he told her about Digger. Blowing up a WayneTech factory didn't seem to mark him as the 'gentle' type.

Hall looked away from her when he asked about the league.

Looking down herself she answered softly "I don't really know. They don't really seem interested in me. I'm rather 'non-powered' for them. It's a new League."

[batnkevlar]

"It doesn't seem like the new League has been active for very long. I have an idea, and I want you back in the League. That is, if you'll accept."

[twylight]

"It doesn't seem like the new League has been active for very long. I have an idea, and I want you back in the League. That is, if you'll accept."

Dinah looked up her mind racing.
"I have a commitment of my own, however..things seem to be changing."
She paused "I accept. After this mission I would be more than glad to join, but I do need to be able to balance my solo life, unless that changes."

[batnkevlar]

Dinah looked up her mind racing.
"I have a commitment of my own, however..things seem to be changing."
She paused "I accept. After this mission I would be more than glad to join, but I do need to be able to balance my solo life, unless that changes."

*Hal smiles*

"Good"

*Hal kisses Dinah on the cheek*

"Then it's about time I put my plan to work. See you later, birdy."

*Hal teleports out*

[twylight]

*Hal smiles*

"Good"

*Hal kisses Dinah on the cheek*

"Then it's about time I put my plan to work. See you later, birdy."

*Hal teleports out*

Dinah smiled as he left and gave her head a slight shake.
Yes, the older League Members had more in common with each other. She felt suddenly old at the thought that others view Hal as 'old'. Was she 'old'?

She thought about that for a while before leaning back.

4 hours later and one fuel tank stop she landed at the Island Babs had given her directions too.

Stepping out of the plane she leaned against it as the airport team started to refuel it.


***CUE ROBIN*** ;)

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Did you find Tim yet?" I ask Dinah just so I have something to do.Sitting around in the Tower is more satisfying when I know I can make atleast some difference by a click of a button. Now with Dad probably lying in some hospital with going through God know what and I not being able to do anything about it, a situation I am not very fond of.

I do yet another survey of any sort of chaos that may have occured during the past few moments and I am shocked to read a recent discovery of a Joker gas intoxicated Cop who's car got taken away by the Joker. Oh God! Where the hell was Bruce?!

Unable to subdue my anxiety,I turn around in my chair and face Dick one more time, "What's taking Batman so long?!"

[Spike_x1]

In the dead silence of the night, a police man walked up the stairs to Barbara Gordon's apartment in the Gotham Clocktower. He knocked on the door twice and held his badge up to the peep-hole.

[Twitch]

OCC: Just can't wait to beat Boomerang ass with a sexy vixen.
I'll post tomorrow if yo want me to come in now.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I swing across Gotham City in search of The Joker. So far he hasn't made much noise, so I decide to take a detour in my search and go towards Crime Alley, to Leslie's clinic.

I arrive there and go inside Leslie's office, where she sits in her desk doing paperwork.

"Hello, Bruce. I take it you're here to see Mr. Gordon?"

"Hello, Leslie. Yes, I am. How is he?"

"The gas has mostly left his system," she says, "you can see him. He's in room 3."

I go inside and I see Jim laying in the hospital bed, asleep. I turn to leave so I don't disturb him when--

"Batman?" I hear his voice from the dark room. "Don't even think about doing that disapearing trick on me this time." I stop, close the door, and sit down at the chair near to the bed.

"How are you holding up?" I ask.

"I feel like s**t, but I would probably be feeling a hell of a lot worse if it weren't for you and Nightwing." He pauses for a moment, as though trying to think of the next words to say. "He's after my daughter. The Joker, I mean. He wants to hurt her again."

"I know."

"Promise something for me."

"Sure. Anything."

"Make sure that he doesn't harm my daughter."

"Of cource--"

"No. I'm serious, Batman. I don't think either of us could live if that bastard got a hold of her and hurt her like that again."

I wouldn't be able to either.

"Please, Batman. Promese me that, don't let him hurt my daugher again...by any means nessesary. I can't let him take another part of my family again."

"...I promise, Jim."

In the police scanner inside my cowl, I hear about The Joker taking off on a stolen police car.

"Jim, the scanner is picking up--"

"Go, Batman. I'll be fine here. Just leave an old man to his sleep."

At that, I walk away, and like he asked earlier, there was no disapearing trick.

I swing out into the sky, one half paying attention to the world around me and the other paying attention to the scanner. I listen to where he's been picked up at being at and...

Oh my God.

With speed that could rival Wally I go even faster to the Clocktower. I won't let Jim or Barbra down. I will stop the Joker from hurting Barbra--no matter what it takes.

[Twitch]

I swing across Gotham City in search of The Joker. So far he hasn't made much noise, so I decide to take a detour in my search and go towards Crime Alley, to Leslie's clinic.

I arrive there and go inside Leslie's office, where she sits in her desk doing paperwork.

"Hello, Bruce. I take it you're here to see Mr. Gordon?"

"Hello, Leslie. Yes, I am. How is he?"

"The gas has mostly left his system," she says, "you can see him. He's in room 3."

I go inside and I see Jim laying in the hospital bed, asleep. I turn to leave so I don't disturb him when--

"Batman?" I hear his voice from the dark room. "Don't even think about doing that disapearing trick on me this time." I stop, close the door, and sit down at the chair near to the bed.

"How are you holding up?" I ask.

"I feel like s**t, but I would probably be feeling a hell of a lot worse if it weren't for you and Nightwing." He pauses for a moment, as though trying to think of the next words to say. "He's after my daughter. The Joker, I mean. He wants to hurt her again."

"I know."

"Promise something for me."

"Sure. Anything."

"Make sure that he doesn't harm my daughter."

"Of cource--"

"No. I'm serious, Batman. I don't think either of us could live if that bastard got a hold of her and hurt her like that again."

I wouldn't be able to either.

"Please, Batman. Promese me that, don't let him hurt my daugher again...by any means nessesary. I can't let him take another part of my family again."

"...I promise, Jim."

In the police scanner inside my cowl, I hear about The Joker taking off on a stolen police car.

"Jim, the scanner is picking up--"

"Go, Batman. I'll be fine here. Just leave an old man to his sleep."

At that, I walk away, and like he asked earlier, there was no disapearing trick.

I swing out into the sky, one half paying attention to the world around me and the other paying attention to the scanner. I listen to where he's been picked up at being at and...

Oh my God.

With speed that could rival Wally I go even faster to the Clocktower. I won't let Jim or Barbra down. I will stop the Joker from hurting Barbra--no matter what it takes.

OCC: Man you are a god! :D

[DarkKnightJRK]

OCC: Man you are a god! :D

OOC: Nah, just a lot of prep-time, which preety much means the same thing! :D

[Phantasm]

OOC:Master Bruce, a post now would help the story move along immensely.

IC:Barb Gordon

Someone raps at the door and both our heads turn towards the it. I glance at my watch and notice this isn't the usual visiting hour...Dick's gloved hand rests on his utility belt as he stands up.

[Spike_x1]

OOC:Master Bruce, a post now would help the story move along immensely.OOC: Indeed.

[Dwarf lord]

"Ho hum... You seriously know it's a slow day when the Fiddler is your biggest threat." The Flash said as he rearranged the sock drawyer. "It's days like these when I'd rather live in Gotham with all the crazies." He turns on the TV again and sees the recent Batman escaped. He flips and sees the recent Black Canary mission. And then he flips to the next channel and sees Captain Cold escaping from Iron Heights. "NOW WE'RE COOKIN'!" He gets in his costume and runs out the door.

http://www.zanaducomics.com/08dcaugust04/TheFlashCv213.jpg

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Sweet pic! :up: :D

[Batman]

This isnt good.

Nightwing kept telling himself that.

The Jokers on the loose,Batman isnt responding,and this isnt the usual visiting hour.

Could it be The Joker?

He didnt want to think about it......but he did anyway.

"Barbara....Stay behind me."

He took out two Batarangs,and threw a third to Barbara.

"If it IS him........Do whatever you NEED to."

He couldnt believe what he was saying."whatever you NEED to"......Does that include killing?

He had been tought,countless times,to never take a life.Bruce went by this code,since he vowed it on his parents grave,and taught the rest of the squad to make the same vow.

But then He thought of the pain The Joker put her through.Never able to walk again.Not only that,but the bastard stripped of her dignity....and clothes....for some sick joke that didnt work.

Nightwing gritted his teeth,tightened his fist,and made sure he was fully prepared....even though he was still uncertain.

Only one thing was certain.....He wasnt going to let anything happen to her.Even if it meant going against the code....or even sacrificing himself.

Just then....the door began to be broke down.

It all came down to this.



OOC:Sorry for the delay,I was out....:o

[Spike_x1]

The peephole in the door darkened as someone was looking out at Joker in his uniform, he knew that that was his cue. He jumped backwards as he triggered the low yield explosive attached to the doorway.

The door exploded inward.

Before the dust could settle, Joker walked in, swinging an axe that was decorated to look somewhat like a jester's sceptor.

"Heeeeere's Johnny!"

[Batman]

Ignoring the bits off wood that came from the explosion,Nightwing threw a batarang,disarming The Joker.

"Partys over."

With one batarang is his hand,Nightwing sends a kick to The Jokers face.

OOC:This is my first fight with another member,so if I used The Joker in a way Spike doesnt like,I apologise.

But the kick shouldnt really do that much to Joker,since it was only one kick.:o

[SuperFerret]

Superman left the bank robbers to be hauled off by the police. He flew up and settled on the roof of a nearby building.

He felt weak, he probably hadn't regained all his strength after his final encounter with Parasite. He wiped the blood that trickled down his cheek. He looked out over Metropolis. This city had suffered a lot recently. Buildings were toppled during the fight with Parasite, the Riddler's poison still hadn't been completely eradicated yet, and rumor had it that a Green Lantern had been fighting a monster sometime during the Parasite incident.

Maybe, Superman thought, maybe it's time I leave Metropolis.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I swung from the line right to the Clocktower. When I saw what was happening my blood froze in my veins. HE'S in the Clocktower, right where he could get his hands on her...

With the speed that can only be compared to an Act of God, I swing into the Clocktower, breaking a window and started to punch my way into The Joker. Right cross. Left hook. Left uppercut. Right haymaker. And to top things off, I kick right into the kidneys.

I made a promise to protect Barbra. I will take him down whatever way is nessesary to keep her safe.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

Just as Batman crashes into the apartment, I quickly snap into my senses, wheel myself next to the Computer Desk and retrive my Escrima sticks from behind the wooden desk. I had leanred the art just in case... I turn to face the chaos occuring in the place and force myself to not be intimidated by the ghastly face of the man who had haunted my dreams for so long...I will not let him break me...again.

[Batman]

Nightwing was ready.

Not only that,but he never got a chance to express his "graditude" to The Joker for injuring Barbara the first time,so naturally,Batman bursting in and interrupting HIS fight and HIS chance to beat The Joker didnt sit well with him.

No matter what kind of quarrel,or quarrels Bruce had with The Joker,He had NUMEROUS times to settle them.Nightwing never had that chance.

Nightwing paused.He was coming to his senses.

What was he thinking?!?!?

He was being selfish,THATS what he was thinking.

Not only is this NOT a popularity contest,but It didnt matter how The Joker was taken down.....As long as Barbara was safe.

As Batman And The Joker battled it out,Nightwing rushed to Barbara,who had gotten out her Escrima Sticks.

SHE WAS ACTUALLY GOING TO FACE HIM.

"What're you doing?!?!?!"

[Batman]

EDIT

[Spike_x1]

As the batarang sent his axe flying across the room, joker yelled after it.

"Not Bessy! Noooo!"

Then that Nightime...or Nighty-night, or whatever his name is kicked him, sending Joker to the floor. Then, to make matters even sillier, Batman came in and began hitting Joker. The clown spit blood and a couple teeth in Batman's face.

"You're not supposed to hit a righteous upholder of the law!"

The Joker aimed his fists at Nightwing and Batman and fired the compressed air container inside of his sleeve. The purple gloved hands shot the two of them, hitting them both in the face.

http://img63.echo.cx/img63/8329/fist6uw.jpg

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I know this is a really bad time, but something has come up and I'm being forced away from my computer :(. We'll continue this when I get back.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

Batman and Nightwing collapse sideways on to the floor, leaving room for my eyes to rest on the Joker who stands there in front of the door shaking with malicious laughter...laughter that taunted and terrified all together...

The evil green of his eyes meet my narrowed ones as his chalky face streches into a horrifying grin. I tighten my grip on the wooden sticks, my heart beating erratically in my chest...

[Batman]

As the batarang sent his axe flying across the room, joker yelled after it.

"Not Bessy! Noooo!"

Then that Nightime...or Nighty-night, or whatever his name is kicked him, sending Joker to the floor. Then, to make matters even sillier, Batman came in and began hitting Joker. The clown spit blood and a couple teeth in Batman's face.

"You're not supposed to hit a righteous upholder of the law!"

The Joker aimed his fists at Nightwing and Batman and fired the compressed air container inside of his sleeve. The purple gloved hands shot the two of them, hitting them both in the face.

http://img63.echo.cx/img63/8329/fist6uw.jpg

Both Batman and Nightwing were hit hard.Not only that,but They were hit too hard to get up.

As Nightwing attempted to struggle to his feet,He began to move his fingers.As he did,he reached for his billy clubs,which were hooked to the back of his costume.

Batman was still injured,and suffered much more to the blow than Nightwing did,since he was closer.

Nightwing realised that He was the only one that could protect Barbara now.

To make matters worse,Barbara was actually going to face him.

Struggling,He managed to pick himself up,only to fall again.

At that moment,it sank in:

He failed.

He failed Dinah,He failed Bruce,He failed Jim......and even worse,He failed Barbara.

It was over.

The Joker had won,and Nightwing couldnt do anything about it.

Or,so it seemed....

OOC:Barbara is going to win this.......right?:confused:

[Phantasm]

OOC: Can't really be deteremined now can it?We'll see how this goes...;)

[Batman]

OOC:Ah,Okay.

I havent witnessed too many RPG fights,so forgive my newbie questions......:o

[Phantasm]

OOC: No prob! :)

[DarkKnightJRK]

I hate The Joker with more vigilance then I ever have before. I hate him with every fiber of my being. He is not a man, or even a monster, he is a force of nature, a horrendous storm that destroyed all the innocents it laid its hands upon.

What makes this worse, what makes the hate and anger and fury run deeper in my veins is that...I can almost sympathize with the bastard. My mental breakdown caused me to cross the already fine line I was balancing on into the bowels of insanity. I can almost feel The Joker's insanity and the pain that caused it to exude from him like an expensive colongue.

And as he punched into my face with his...whatever the hell that was...and my head became lighter than air, I saw the look he gave to Barbra. The evil look, the one...I had gave her when I was in my breakdown.

I failed her before, I can't let it happen again.

I push all the pain and all the angst out of my brain. I'm running purely on adredeline and hate. I rush the grinning bastard and tackle him to the ground. There, on that ground, I gave him the most savage beating I have ever given a man.

In his face, I saw all the pain and suffering he has brought to the world and I beat into it. In his face, I saw all the possible evil and mental capacity of me and I beat into it.

I'm so blind in my bloodlust that I don't see Joker pulling out his daisy. He pressed into it and acid poured out. It hits my cowl and I quickly jump off of him and pull the cowl off to let the acid work it's course. I can't let him see my face. If he sees my face and knows who I am, who knows how dangerous he could be to everyone I know?

I'm done in this match. I can't do any more. I've failed, all because I let my anger blind me of the obvious. I just prey that my failure doesn't create more tragity. If Barbra is hurt, I don't know what I would do...

[Dwarf lord]

"Only you can prevent City Freezes," The Flash tells Captain Cold in his best Smokey the Bear impression. "God, who writes my puns," He said to himself as he sped away from Keystone. He runs all the way to Babs' apartment. "If I'm in the area, I might as well say high."

http://heroicimages.net/toons/Resources/Images/JusticeLeague/flash_promo.jpg

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Ok, why would The Flash go up to Bab's apartment? Please just leave it to the Bat-Family.

[Dwarf lord]

OOC: Ok, why would The Flash go up to Bab's apartment? Please just leave it to the Bat-Family.

OCC: You leave for a couple weeks and everything becomes isolated. Not as open as it used to be.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OCC: You leave for a couple weeks and everything becomes isolated. Not as open as it used to be.

OOC: Usually I wouldn't mind, like I said before, it just doesn't make sense, and also we're working very hard on this being a great Bat-Family thing, and it's slowly going to a head.

[Dwarf lord]

OCC: It's not just you. I was turned away from 3 fights already

[DarkKnightJRK]

OCC: It's not just you. I was turned away from 3 fights already

OOC: My suggestion would be to create your own arc. Have some of your rogues have some death trap ready for the city or something. Maybe you can have West have a personal journey, have a more character-oriented arc. You know?

[Spike_x1]

OOC: *cough*Wally's wife was recently attacked by Zoom*cough*

[Spike_x1]

http://img211.echo.cx/img211/6890/jokerbol22sj.jpg

The Joker was stunned. Quite stunned. He had barely managed to get ahold of his daisy and aim it properly while still being beaten by Batjerk.
As Batman pulled away suddenly, Joker scrambled to get his axe, Bessy. He had to take a second or two longer than he would've liked so that he could cough up the blood in his face. The flesh around his left eye had swollen enough that it forced his eye closed and the skin around his right cheek was scraped away, leaving the bone partially exposed. His lips were split along his face, giving him a much larger grin than he already had. He was in an excruciating amount of pain, but all he could do was laugh (even with a rib puncturing one of his lungs).

Joker grabbed onto Bessy and got to his feet and then realized the extent of the damage done to Batman's cowl. Joker looked around the room. The cripple was ready to go a few rounds with the J-man, Nightwing was lying on the floor and Batman had gotten quite shy. As much as Joker wanted to kill the Bat right there, Joker did have a reason to be there. He had to kill the bookworm.
Still laughing uncontrollably, he pulled his revolver out of his coat pocket and fired at Batman. Barbara screamed when the shot was heard, but the only thing to come out of the barrel was a flag with the word "Bang" written on it.
Noting Batman's disrespect towards Joker's flag, the clown ordered Batman, "You're supposed to salute the flag!" Joker then fired again, turning the flag into a spear, impaling Batman through his armor.
Joker turned away from Batman and tossed his gun over his shoulder, letting it land on Nightwing's body. Joker twirled the axe in his hands and approached Barbara, giggling to himself at the thought of her chopped up corpse.

[RoseRedStrauss]

Just got back from bats party :DDDDDD. Anyways, Thraka was also there, so there's a chance I might get out of limbo. Then we can have some fun in our own little story arc. If you're bored try doing a race around the world. That's always fun.

[twylight]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Did you find Tim yet?" I ask Dinah just so I have something to do.

Dinah touched her comm, "Not a sign of him yet. But he'll be here. How is eveything there?"

Silence.


Silence.


"Babs?"

Dinah shifted and looked aroound the quiet airport. The sweltering heat rose off the tarmac and created mirages of water.
She hoped everything was under control at the Clocktower. Batman and Nightwing were there.

Dinah wondered what she would do with Tim once he was with her. She had offered to pick up Tim for reasons that seemed ten-fold. One was that Batman was busy with the Joker, and two...Tim couldn't stay out of anything and with the Joker around she knew Bruce would be worried enough as it was, no need to compound the situation with memories of Jason as well as Babs.

Glancing at her watch she wondered what shape Robin would be in.

OCC: Just can't wait to beat Boomerang ass with a sexy vixen.
I'll post tomorrow if yo want me to come in now.

OOC: You might not get that chance..I was gonna have you stay at either the plane or the hotel..and let you go loose on your own..OR..figure out that Captain B is being used.

OCC: You leave for a couple weeks and everything becomes isolated. Not as open as it used to be.

OCC: It's not just you. I was turned away from 3 fights already

OOC: We all have storylines going. :) Though I might suggest not changing characters quite so much, nor leaving for long periods of time.

[DarkKnightJRK]

The flag slices through the kevlar like scratch paper and slides through my flesh even farther. I scream in pain. I grab the flag and I quickly pull the flag out, which causes me to yelp in more pain. I turn and see The Joker, bruised and bloodied from my previous beating, with an ax in his hand, heading towards Barbra.

Jim's words echo through my skull like a broken record, keep my daughter safe, by ANY means nessesary.

To put bluntly, f**k my idenity, to hell with the mask, I can't let Joker hurt Barbra again. I'd rather die or...kill?...then let that happen.

I run towards Joker and pull him into a strong stranglehold. I pull all the strength into my arms and squeeze on his neck until I see his pale face start to turn into a blue hue.

"You touch her, and I'll snap your neck."

[Twitch]

Dinah touched her comm, "Not a sign of him yet. But he'll be here. How is eveything there?"

Silence.


Silence.


"Babs?"

Dinah shifted and looked aroound the quiet airport. The sweltering heat rose off the tarmac and created mirages of water.
She hoped everything was under control at the Clocktower. Batman and Nightwing were there.

Dinah wondered what she would do with Tim once he was with her. She had offered to pick up Tim for reasons that seemed ten-fold. One was that Batman was busy with the Joker, and two...Tim couldn't stay out of anything and with the Joker around she knew Bruce would be worried enough as it was, no need to compound the situation with memories of Jason as well as Babs.

Glancing at her watch she wondered what shape Robin would be in.





"So you finally made it." said Tim through a broken jaw walking towards Dinah and fell into her arms, exhausted.

OCC: Pretty short sorry but it keeps the story rolling. BTW just cut me loose at the Batcave.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

Dick was still unconscious, I place the palms of my hands on the wheels of my chair and decide to move in his direction when I see Batman throwing himself on top of the Joker.

Horrified I move next to Batman who's suffocating the life out of the man beneath him. I place a hand on his heaving shoulder, my eyes wide with horror, "What are you doing?!You're going to kill him this way!"

[Batman]

Nightwing began to regain more strength........enough to get up.

As he looked around he noticed that Batman was,frankly,pounding the living s**t out of The Joker.

He was on the verge of killing him,and Dick knew he had to be stopped.

He got up,and with a little arm strength,stayed up this time.

One thing was for certain,Barbara was alright.Bruce bought him some time,which was good,but he was overdoing it.He had to be stopped......thats all there is to it.

As he moved towards them,he stepped on something.

-SSSS-

It was Batmans mask,which was soaked with acid.

Thats when he realised it........Hes fighting without his mask.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?!?"

Nightwing was slightly surprised in his tone,but he wasnt a kid anymore.He wasnt afraid of Batman,unlike half of Gotham City.

I knew this wasnt going to be easy to make him let go of The Joker,but damn it,this wasnt about him.

[Spike_x1]

The Joker looked into the eyes of a man pretending to be his greatest foe. Bruce Wayne was not who interested Joker. His war with the Bat was the only thing that has ever mattered to him after his little chemical bath. It was funny; Joker was looking at the exposed face of Batman, but he didn't care. He would've laughed at the situation if he could, but all he could manage to get out of his mouth was bubbling blood and a few gurgling noises.

He still had Bessy.

Before he passed out, Joker took a final swing towards Batman with the axe. Then it all went black.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I am conflicted. I'm scared out of my mind on what I'm doing; exposing my face to my greatest enemy. Yet, another part of me, the twisted side that I dispise, was...overjoyed from this, estatic from seeing my enemy slowly turning blue and the oxygen cutting off.

I turn and I see Dick and Barbra yelling at me, telling me that...I'm going to kill him. Oh God. I AM going to kill him. I can't. I can't DO this.

Before I could let him go, The Joker does it for me and swings his ax towards me and slices into my shoulder and he limply falls on his face.

I step back and I see what he had done...what I had done.

The Clocktower was a mess, tables turned over, the smoke has mostly cleared, I think Oracle's computer is damaged, Joker lies with an almost mutilated face and a dark purple mark around his neck where my arm was, and...the two people that I consider to be family, their weapons held almost limply in their hands, looking at me with pure fear in their eyes.

I am ashamed. I have nearly killed the monster, and if I had, who knows what could have happened to them? God, it hits me and nearly takes the breath away from me, I had nearly killed a man...in front of my family. I had taught myself and them to fight with a certain honor and to never kill your adversary, and look what I have done.

I am ashamed. I have shamed my family...I have shamed my parents, whom I took that vow to never kill for.

I can't stay here. I take my grappling gun and I swing away to the Manor. I knew it was dangerous, I'm still not wearing my mask, but I didn't care. I just had to get away.

I find the Batmobile somewhere...I've almost lost all sence of where I am, all I know is the direction of the place where I could hide from the shame. I drive back into the Cave.

At the cave, the thought rings from my mind: I can't do this again. I am not going to go through a nervous breakdown again. I'm not going to go insane again. I can't. It will only drive them even further in their shame, in their distain towards me. I cannot go insane...I just need to stay in here for a while.

I sit down in my chair next to the computer. I lean back into it, silently begging for it's support. After a while, my hands are on my face and I do something I haven't done in my right mind for a long time: I cry.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

Oh Dear God...

I sit there limply on the metal chair staring at the chaos around me.Joker lay sprawled at my feet,his face a grotesque mask of blood...the red liquid of his body oozing out from various punctures on his skin...spilling onto the wooden floor and mixing with the red trial that Bruce had left as he had staggered his way out of the shattered window...The remains of his cowl lay there hissing out due to the acid...

After staring about, taking it all in and not knowing what to do, I simply wrap my trembling arms around myself,trying to make sense of what just happened...

A dreaded lump forms in my throat and the corners of my eyes experience the familar sting as the realization hits me like a ton of bricks...It was all my fault.

What have I done?

[batnkevlar]

*Hal flies to the perfect spot on Earth's orbit where an object would not be pulled towards the Earth and would not float away from it. It is there he charges green and pulls metallic ore from Oa. With all his might, he pulls it all together to make a fully complete Watchtower, outifitted with Oan tech: A gift for the Justice League.*

[Batman]

THEY WERE BLAMING THEMSELVES.

Not that this was anything new for The Bat-squad,they seem to make the art of grieving a sport.

Dick just stood there,not knowing what to do.He was astounded by what he just saw.

Batman,unmasked,choking The Joker into a near death.

A literal bloodbath,which almost went too far.

Barbara,willing to put herself in danger and face The Joker.

The Joker,spitting out what seemed to be GALLONS of blood,before swinging an axe and going out cold.

And Nightwing......not being able to do anything about it.

"It was MY fault"

Thats what he WOULD'VE said,had he not come to his senses in time.

It wasnt Bruces fault,and it wasnt Barbaras.........And It wasnt Dick's.


It was The Joker.

All of it.

EVERY STINKING BIT OF THIS WHOLE NIGHT WAS THE JOKERS FAULT.

Nightwing clinched his fists,growing with rage.

Barbara,with her head down,rolled back to her computer....not looking at The Joker,who was still knocked out cold.Nightwing knew she was going to break down any second,blaming herself for all of this.

Dick was confused at what to do.

First of all,The Jokers limp body lying on the floor,with blood flowing out of it,wasnt helping anything.

Second,Bruce had left.If Dick knew anything about his former mentor,it was where he always went after a long night such as this:

The Cave.

He had to do something.Bruce was going to tear himself up for this,no doubt,and He needed to be reassured that this wasnt his fault.Not that he'd listen,but it would do some good.

And then,there was Barbara.She was,like Bruce,going to blame herself,and He needed to comfort her.

He was either going to stay here,and comfort Barbara..........Personally escort The Joker back to Arkham,and make SURE hes locked up.......Or Go to the cave,and hear the inevitable "It was my fault.....I need to be alone" stuff that Bruce always dished out after an event like this.

Police sirens could be heard coming from a few blocks away.

He made his decision.

He was staying.Theres no way that he was going to leave Barbara here with The Jokers body.

He walked over to Batmans hissing mask,and picked it up.

The acid had worn off,to a degree,as The lenses and the eyeholes melted into the nose piece.

It was almost a sort of.......closure,to this horrible night,as the face of Batmans mask melted away.

OOC:Nightwing never really,outloud,said "It was MY fault".........so dont quote him as saying that.;)

[Phantasm]

IC:BArb Gordon

I have to compose myself. Bruce was obviously going to take this bad...it was definatley not the first time he'd lost his pateinece with the clown prince of crime;he had come close to killing him back when he found Tommy Eliot's dead body beside the clown.Dad had to shoot Bruce's arm to make him stop...I had feared for him then...it was scary to see what emotions can have somebody do...Bruce cared about Tommy...alot, so he was willing to go to any lenghths to punish the man who had killed him.And tonight, he was ready to break hiw vow only so I wouldn't be hurt again. Bruce already had enough worries of his own without me adding to his load of problems...I had gotten myself involved into vigilantism only so I could better help myself and others...and ever since my first days as Batgirls all I did was create more problems for people I cared about to deal with.

I knew Bruce and Dick always harbored the idea that they had somehow failed to save me from the Joker, first time round.And that had also played a strong role in what was about to happen tonight...It all came back to the simple fact that I couldn't save myself. And everyone had to pay because I am a cripple...

I hear Dick walk towards me and realize my face is wet with tears.Dammit, not now. I quickly wipe them with the edge of my sleeves and say softly to him, "Dick, go check up on Bruce...make sure that he doesn't kill himself over that bastard of a clown. I'll call Arkham and inform them about Joker."

Turning on the system once again, I brush my hair out of my face and try to locate Huntress,Batgirl and Robin.If Bruce was going to take his time...someone had to protect Gotham,"Gotham isn't going to protect itself. I'll have to conact the others."

[Dwarf lord]

Wally rushes to Linda's side in Metropolis Hospital. "Howya holdin' up?" he asks with genuine concern. He realises that she's asleep when there is no answer. "Damnit, Zoloman, You'll pay."

[twylight]

"So you finally made it." said Tim through a broken jaw walking towards Dinah and fell into her arms, exhausted.

OCC: Pretty short sorry but it keeps the story rolling. BTW just cut me loose at the Batcave.

Dinah gasped.

"Well, put's my plans in a little bit of a loop.." She briefly wondered if Hal was busy. Shoving that thought aside she helped Tim into the plane.

As she had him sit down she noticed that his comm was going off.

Going on a Hunch she called on hers "Babs? What's going on?"

[Batman]

IC:BArb Gordon

I have to compose myself. Bruce was obviously going to take this bad...it was definatley not the first time he'd lost his pateinece with the clown prince of crime;he had come close to killing him back when he found Tommy Eliot's dead body beside the clown.Dad had to shoot Bruce's arm to make him stop...I had feared for him then...it was scary to see what emotions can have somebody do...Bruce cared about Tommy...alot, so he was willing to go to any lenghths to punish the man who had killed him.And tonight, he was ready to break hiw vow only so I wouldn't be hurt again. Bruce already had enough worries of his own without me adding to his load of problems...I had gotten myself involved into vigilantism only so I could better help myself and others...and ever since my first days as Batgirls all I did was create more problems for people I cared about to deal with.

I knew Bruce and Dick always harbored the idea that they had somehow failed to save me from the Joker, first time round.And that had also played a strong role in what was about to happen tonight...It all came back to the simple fact that I couldn't save myself. And everyone had to pay because I am a cripple...

I hear Dick walk towards me and realize my face is wet with tears.Dammit, not now. I quickly wipe them with the edge of my sleeves and say softly to him, "Dick, go check up on Bruce...make sure that he doesn't kill himself over that bastard of a clown. I'll call Arkham and inform them about Joker."

Turning on the system once again, I brush my hair out of my face and try to locate Huntress,Batgirl and Robin.If Bruce was going to take his time...someone had to protect Gotham,"Gotham isn't going to protect itself. I'll have to conact the others."

Dick didnt want to leave her......but,she had a point.

Bruce was blaming himself,and someone had to check up on him.

"When you locate Huntress,Batgirl, or Robin,send their locations to me.They're gonna need all the help they can get.....and as much as I hate to say this.......I dont think I'm gonna have much luck with Bruce."

Nightwing turned around,heading for the door.

But.....there was still The Joker.

What if he,all of the sudden,woke up?

How could he protect her from The Joker then?

"Barb.....cancel that call to Arkham."

Barbara looks at him,strangley.

"Im taking The Joker myself."

Without giving Barbara a chance to respond,He grabbed The Joker,threw him over his shoulder,and left.

Once outside,Nightwing took out a small device,and pressed on the button.

-VROOM-

A hidden Bat-cycle came to life,with its blinding lights showing through the darkness.

As Nightwing strapped on the helmet that came with it,He tied The Jokers hands and feet to the back of the cycle.......just in case.

Revving up the engine,Nightwing took off,heading towards Arkham Asylum......and then to The Cave.

[PFunk2]

OOC: Back to John and company. Note: This is along one folks so appologies in advance.

"So that's the situation John. Sad isn't it." Anna says as she finishes explaning the current sittuation in the Sudan.

"Yeah. But not at all unexpected." John answers her as he takes a swig of coffee from a paper cup. "After all most of africa's tribes have been fighting each other in ritual warfare long before the europeans came over and messed things up with their dreams of colonization. This is nothing but the result of it."

"True. But the important question is what are you going to do about it." Anna ask with a furred brow.

"Well in the short run I can patrol the area and stop any attacks I see. And I can find and convince the leader who caused this to put and end to it." John says out loud. "But in the long run I'm going to have to find some way of bringing the world into this. " John answers her. "Something in the way of UN peacekeepers."

"Well. You may have some help in that. After all there is a large Pan African military force waiting to put help seperate the parties."

"Then why haven't they mobilised." John asks in wonderment.

"Since it's composed of troops of various nations they've still in discussions on who'll lead it." Anna answers him. "And I see the perfect candate right in front of me." she adds, staring right at him.

"What a minute. You're not talking about me?" John says.

"Damn right I am." Anna answers back, pointing a finger at him. "With you combat and leadership experiance. Plus that south africa stint makes you're the perfect one for the job." adding. "Face it. To a lot of people in the world you rank about as high, or even higher than even superman in their eyes."

"Yeah. But after been off-world for so long I doubt anyone would remember me." John says.

"Really. Well I still do." Anna tells him. "And from what you told me alot of you JL buddy's also. Then there's the new generation." she adds pointing towards two young figures. The young brother and sister he saved way back walking their way.

"Yes." John responds softly to them in there native language.

After figiting a bit the oldest of the two responds back. "Me and my brother just would like to say thanks for saving us."

"Yeah. Are you hear to help us?" the little brother shyly adds in.

"As much as I can." John answers back. Then he hears a voice calling them both.

"Well I got to go." she says and with a smile she grabs her brother and leaves.

As he waves good bye to the two kids John sees smiles of hope from the rest of the refugees who happen to be listening in. The scene for a moment stuns him and he turns back to Anna. Now as a sarcastic, lobsided smile on her face.

"Well hero, I think you got work to do." she says to him.

John, letting out a sigh stands up and responds "I guess I do." and heads skyward to start his patrols.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon


I heave a sigh at the sight of my messed up apartment and turn back to the screen. After tracking down both Dinah and Tim, I connect the line to them, "Are you to doing all right? I need you guys back as soon as possible...Robin particularly...I'll explain later." I close the link, not really in the mood for a chat.

I look out the broken winodw as a chilly breeze ruffles my hair. I hope dad was doing alright...maybe I can go pay him a visit tommorow..although at this point and time dawn and tommorow seemed nearly impossible...I hope Bruce is okay...

Gotham will not rest properly until it has a protector. My mind flashes back to the most obvious and reliant candinate for the job.The bat-crew were great but they could on;y do so much without the presence of their Mentor...Besides...I cannot possibly make another mess by being carelss tonight.As much as I know Bruce will resent this...I must call Clark...

Chewing on my bottom lip,anxiously I link the line to him and say,"Superman? Oracle here.Do you mind dropping by for a visit?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I think Bruce will be pissed about that one. ;)

[nixonbat]

OOC: PFunk put his game face on it seems. Now THAT was one helluva post!!! I especially appreciated the comment about warring tribes before the Euro's screwed things up with colonization. Global history facts woven seemlessly into characterization. NICE!!! And Babs called Clark. LMAO....I think that'll get Bruce back into action faster than anything else could....brilliant psychology.


IC: Digger, while still not quite satisfied, had accepted Houngan's offer and means of payment. He now had in his possession recipe's for some rather useful toxins to use along with his already formidable skills. To console himself, he chose to look at the WayneTech job as an investment that would later bear fruit. He had no choice, really. And if he dwelled for too long on the negatives, he would end up dying on this God-forsaken continent after a failed attempt at revenge on Houngan.

'Plenny of time to get square with that bugger,' he thought. For now, it was time to find decent lodgings for the night.

It was here that Digger's logic failed him. He was confident that the Bat would not show up and endanger the lives of his alter-ego's employees...so he went back to the same hotel he had stayed before the attack on WayneTech.

Checking in, he was received with less enthusiasm than the last time. He noticed the lack of eagerness right away. He had tipped poorly. A definite no-no for one who wants star treatment. So, before getting on the elevator, Digger turned back to the concierge and handed the man $500. "Sorry about treating the help so shabbily mate," he said. "Was in a bit of a rush and was short on cash...but thats all changed now," he continued, " please distribute this among the help and send up some cold bottles of ale, eh?"

The hotel concierge smiled warmly and assured "Mr. Franklin" that he would have a most enjoyable stay. Digger felt better. He liked being treated as a 'somebody,' when he lodged. With confidence, he was led to his room.

But Harkness had made an error in judgement. He knew that Bat wouldn't make an appearance...after all, Digger had been kind enough to kill as few employees as possible during his job. He just didn't take into account that the Bat might send another.

It was a lesson of detail that he was about to learn the hard way.

OOC: Doors open canary...fly on in. heh. Just try not to fly into a freshly Windexed plate glass window. Now there's an idea....:cool:

[Batman]

OOC: I think Bruce will be pissed about that one. ;)

OOC:Hes always pissed.......:o

[Phantasm]

OOC:LOL!True, Bruce should be furious and he'll probably give barb the 'this-is-my-city' rant,which would be interesting. :cool:

[Batman]

OOC:Is SuperFerret even playing along with this?:confused:

If he is,I think it'll be cool to have Superman in Gotham,particularly when JKR and Ferret meet up.

You know thats gonna be big.;)

[Phantasm]

OOC:He was the one who suggested the idea...so...I don't see why he wouldn't play along...

[Batman]

Nightwing arrives at the gates of Arkham,and instead of going in,He unties The Joker from the cycle,and re-ties him up to the gate.

He presses the buzzer,next to the camera that hangs outside of the gate.

"Arkham Asylum.Do you have an appointment?"

"Nope,but Im sure you'd like to check this out.I brought a present."

Nightwing turns the camera towards The Joker,whos still knocked out.He then turns the camera back to focus on himself.

"And this time,make sure hes locked up for more than 15 minutes.If he escapes,Im coming back.....only Im not gonna be as nice."

Not that Nightwings tone was particularly nice in the first place.

He turned back to the cycle,before turning around once more.

He glared at The Joker,tempted to beat the crap out of him once more for what hes done so far.

But....He cant.

No matter what the bastard has done,It wouldnt be right.

Nightwing turned back to the cycle,strapped on his helmet,and took off.

He made a few turns before coming up to a secret trail,which was barely noticable.

He made his way through the trees,before stopping at a dead end.

Nightwing pushed a button on the visor of his helmet,which automatically turned it from a visor,to an infared scanner.

The scanner revealed where,exactly,the secret entrance was.

Revving up his cycle,he went right through the hologram,and into a tunnel.

He knew what he was getting into,and was half tempted to turn around.........But he didnt.

He wasnt afraid of Bruce,Or Batman.

In fact,next to Alfred,He was probably the only one out of the entire Bat-squad who could talk to Bruce without any fear.

By the time he stopped,he was in the Batcave.

He took off his helmet,and looked around.

"Bruce?"

There was no answer.

Nightwing thought about the possiblity that Bruce WASNT in the cave,until he noticed The Batmobile was parked right next to him.

"Bruce....I know your here."

Nightwing walked up from the parking garage,and into the main part of the cave,which had the Batcomputer,an elevator,the costume vault,and the stairs that led to Wayne Manor.

"Bruce....look,I know your blaming yourself for what happened.....but,as much as your probably going to disagree.........it wasnt your fault."

[Batman]

OOC:He was the one who suggested the idea...so...I don't see why he wouldn't play along...

OOC:Oh....Well,yeah....I guess he would be playing along then.:o

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Dick."

I come out from the shadows, not really surprising the person I responded to. He's seen me do it too many times for that to happen. I walk past him and with a hand gesture I ask him to follow me. Curious, Dick follows me to the computer area where I sit on the chair and he sits/leans onto the console next to it with the back of the chair facing him.

"I...I knew you or someone else would be here at some point to try to talk to me, to...try and help me with what I am going through.

"I...I--I don't think this is something I'm going to pull out of...I...I can't...trust...my mind...anymore..."

[FrantikMagik]

EDIT

[batnkevlar]

*For the last couple of days, Hal has been moving furniture into the League satellite to make it a bit more comfy. Noticing he's alone, he contacts the one person who could possibly get the League back together again.*



~J'onn, we need to talk~

[Batman]

"Dick."

I come out from the shadows, not really surprising the person I responded to. He's seen me do it too many times for that to happen. I walk past him and with a hand gesture I ask him to follow me. Curious, Dick follows me to the computer area where I sit on the chair and he sits/leans onto the console next to it with the back of the chair facing him.

"I...I knew you or someone else would be here at some point to try to talk to me, to...try and help me with what I am going through.

"I...I--I don't think this is something I'm going to pull out of...I...I can't...trust...my mind...anymore..."

Something was wrong.

Bruce wasnt speaking normally.

He was.....stuttering.Almost like he was afraid of something.

Himself,maybe?

Was he afraid of his own behavior back at The Clocktower?

Either way,this wasnt normal.Bruce Wayne,in all the years Dick knew him,NEVER showed signs of fear.

Nightwing stood beside him,Curious.

"Bruce.....Whats wrong?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

Something was wrong.

Bruce wasnt speaking normally.

He was.....stuttering.Almost like he was afraid of something.

Himself,maybe?

Was he afraid of his own behavior back at The Clocktower?

Either way,this wasnt normal.Bruce Wayne,in all the years Dick knew him,NEVER showed signs of fear.

Nightwing stood beside him,Curious.

"Bruce.....Whats wrong?"

This was a discussion I didn't want to get into. Dick has and always will be like the son I never had, and father's...generally don't like to admit to their sons, who if the man in question is a good father sees them highly, their mistakes.

I wonder for a moment if I was a good father to Dick. Was I right all those years ago when I let the boy dress up like a walking traffic light and fight along-side me? I can't stop to think of that now, I have to explain to Dick what happened, no matter how much I don't want to.

"Dick..." I know that I'm studdering, but I can't help it for the life of me... "the reason why I wasn't around for the past few weeks...I...I went through a nervous breakdown. To put bluntly, Joker wasn't the only one I nearly killed the past two weeks.

"Right after I finished with some League business, I found that Nygma was poisoning the Metropolis water supply. Damn near killed a quarter of the city. I put a stop to it and I found him in a werehouse. When I saw him there, gloating in his genocide...I snapped. I nearly killed him, Dick. I was breaking bones and making cuts and hitting nerves to make the pain worse and the most sickening part was...was that I was enjoying it. I eventually saw what I was doing and stopped. I came back here and I went through...insanity.

"My mind was split, caught in a war between what called themselves The Bat and The Man. The Bat...the one who stomped on Nygma's throat just to hear his beath start to rag...nearly killed Alfred, nearly killed Barbra, he even nearly killed J'onn, who was called in by Barbra to help. J'onn may have gotten my mind to stop it's fight, and put my halves whole, but...it's just a cover-up, like band-aid to a gunshot wound.

"I...I can't trust myself anymore. I'm going insane, there's no way around it. I...I don't want to hurt any of you anymore. I just...I just want this all to just STOP. I...I just can't trust my mind. I can't trust myself anymore..."

Finishing, I notice wet stains on my cheeks. Whether it's from my trauma, or sharing said trauma to Dick, I'm not sure...

[Spike_x1]

The Joker was treated for his extensive injuries, then strapped into a straightjacket and sent into triple lockdown.
The psychiatrists didn't know what to do with him. Joker had killed the only doctor besides Harley who hadn't been afraid to talk to him. This was oddly comforting.

Joker let out a small laugh, "It's good to be home."

[Batman]

Dick was....in a word....speechless.

This was probably the fifth or sixth time that its happened in the past 24 hours.

The way he spoke of "The Bat" and "The Man" was like He didnt know who he really was.

Throughout the years,He had spoke of Batman and Bruce Wayne being different,and had,on occasion,spoke of them in the third person.But this wasnt the same.

Dick always sensed that,even when he spoke of them in the third person,he still knew he was BOTH Bruce and Batman.

Unless he spoke of the Bruce that everyone else knew......The playboy.That Bruce wasnt really him.That was just......a mask.Even more of a mask than his ACTUAL Batman mask.It was like he was putting on a disguise when he went into the public.

Dick had suspected that Bruce did this so he could avoid suspicion of being Batman.

But through it all,it seemed that Bruce did know where he stood.It seemed that he had control over all of his indentities as Bruce Wayne,the TRUE Bruce Wayne,and Batman.Like he knew he was ALL of them,and not just one.

But now,He seemed that he was losing control of them.

WHY he was losing control was the real question.

Was it due to him trying to control them for so long?

Dick contemplated all of this through his head.It was mind boggling,and Dick was starting to get a headache from it,but he had to try to understand what Bruce was going through.

But the truth was.....Dick WOULDNT know what Bruce was going through.

He always knew that he was Dick Grayson.

Nightwing and Robin were just a way to hide his true identity,to protect himself and the people he cared for,mainly Bruce,Alfred,and Barbara.

But Dick Grayson was who he was.He never had to balance his other identities out.

But Bruce always did.It was like,in his mind,he was always fighting a war with his three identities,and it would always come to a draw.

But now,there was going to be a winner.

If Bruce didnt get help soon,He'd probably cease to be one of them,and live the rest of his life as the other.

He didnt know what to say.......like when Barbara revealed that she was going to walk again.

But that was because he was in shock......THIS was because he was confused.

"Bruce..."

He wasnt sure what he was saying,but at least he was saying something.

"....I know you MAY have had thoughts like that,and that you may have wanted to kill them.

But you DIDNT.That has to be SOME indication that your still sane.....and that theres a way to avoid you becoming insane.............right?"

[Batman]

OOC:Just to be clear,is it "studdering" or "stuttering"?

Cause I think I spelled it incorrectly.....:o

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

OOC: Redrose, fear no more... Althrough it's pretty tough for me to play 2 rpgs at once...
Promtheus sits at a desk, fiddling with a glowing greensuit with a lantern emblem on it. He takes a small makeshift scanner off of his desk. Numbers and divisions and frequencys light up a computer screen.
"Alright, there's the Kryptonite, now how's about the copy...."
He activates his helment mentaly to start shooting a radio freqency. He held the helment up to the scanner.
The reading was the same as before.
Prometheus smiled. Then he heard something that he never expected to hear in the Ghost Zone. He donned his helment and walked out of his door. Out of his crooked house.
"You, in the spandex... have I seen you before?"
Prometheus looks at Zoom, floating in Prometheus's dimension.
"Come inside here, we should talk, Zoom. And I should like to know what you're doing in my dimension."

[DarkKnightJRK]

Dick was....in a word....speechless.

This was probably the fifth or sixth time that its happened in the past 24 hours.

The way he spoke of "The Bat" and "The Man" was like He didnt know who he really was.

Throughout the years,He had spoke of Batman and Bruce Wayne being different,and had,on occasion,spoke of them in the third person.But this wasnt the same.

Dick always sensed that,even when he spoke of them in the third person,he still knew he was BOTH Bruce and Batman.

Unless he spoke of the Bruce that everyone else knew......The playboy.That Bruce wasnt really him.That was just......a mask.Even more of a mask than his ACTUAL Batman mask.It was like he was putting on a disguise when he went into the public.

Dick had suspected that Bruce did this so he could avoid suspicion of being Batman.

But through it all,it seemed that Bruce did know where he stood.It seemed that he had control over all of his indentities as Bruce Wayne,the TRUE Bruce Wayne,and Batman.Like he knew he was ALL of them,and not just one.

But now,He seemed that he was losing control of them.

WHY he was losing control was the real question.

Was it due to him trying to control them for so long?

Dick contemplated all of this through his head.It was mind boggling,and Dick was starting to get a headache from it,but he had to try to understand what Bruce was going through.

But the truth was.....Dick WOULDNT know what Bruce was going through.

He always knew that he was Dick Grayson.

Nightwing and Robin were just a way to hide his true identity,to protect himself and the people he cared for,mainly Bruce,Alfred,and Barbara.

But Dick Grayson was who he was.He never had to balance his other identities out.

But Bruce always did.It was like,in his mind,he was always fighting a war with his three identities,and it would always come to a draw.

But now,there was going to be a winner.

If Bruce didnt get help soon,He'd probably cease to be one of them,and live the rest of his life as the other.

He didnt know what to say.......like when Barbara revealed that she was going to walk again.

But that was because he was in shock......THIS was because he was confused.

"Bruce..."

He wasnt sure what he was saying,but at least he was saying something.

"....I know you MAY have had thoughts like that,and that you may have wanted to kill them.

But you DIDNT.That has to be SOME indication that your still sane.....and that theres a way to avoid you becoming insane.............right?"

"I...I suppose. I'm not completely beaten yet, but I can feel the termoil in the back of my mind. It's just...I'm...God, I'm afraid.

"It's not even if one night I kill Nygma or Joker, what really scares me is...if I got so far down...would I hurt any of you? If I hurt any of you...I don't know what I'd do, I'm not even sure I could...stay here...alive...if that happened."

[SuperFerret]

IC:Barb Gordon


I heave a sigh at the sight of my messed up apartment and turn back to the screen. After tracking down both Dinah and Tim, I connect the line to them, "Are you to doing all right? I need you guys back as soon as possible...Robin particularly...I'll explain later." I close the link, not really in the mood for a chat.

I look out the broken winodw as a chilly breeze ruffles my hair. I hope dad was doing alright...maybe I can go pay him a visit tommorow..although at this point and time dawn and tommorow seemed nearly impossible...I hope Bruce is okay...

Gotham will not rest properly until it has a protector. My mind flashes back to the most obvious and reliant candinate for the job.The bat-crew were great but they could on;y do so much without the presence of their Mentor...Besides...I cannot possibly make another mess by being carelss tonight.As much as I know Bruce will resent this...I must call Clark...

Chewing on my bottom lip,anxiously I link the line to him and say, "Superman? Oracle here.Do you mind dropping by for a visit?"


OOC: Sorry, I took so long to respond, my computer's on the fritz, so it's hard to do anything.

Superman barely heard Oracle's request. It was amazing considering that he had actually heard the radio transmission with his own ears, but for him it was garbled. "Super###? Ora### ##re.Do ### mind dr##ping ## ### a visit?" He sighed, he still hadn't regained his total power from his battle with Parasite, but while he couldn't make out the words she spoke, Oracle's tone of voice spoke volumes. She was shaken, badly. Coupled with the fact that she was calling him, and not Bruce, made Superman shudder. Faster than most fighter jets can move, but still slower than usual, he flew to the Clock Tower in Gotham City, the base of operations for Oracle.

Being polite, Superman knocked lightly on the window.
"Oracle? Barbara? Is everything alright?"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barbara Gordon


I am slightley startled at the sight of the Man of Steel floating outside the window of my apartment which is still intact. I wheel next to the window and open it.He steps inside and teh amazement etched across his face is obvious, "Yeah...There is a lot of explaining to do...But Bruce wouldn't appreciate me telling you the details...you know? Batman...is out for a while...and Gotham of course is in need of a guardian.Do you think you can you know...help around Robin and Nightwing?"

[SuperFerret]

IC:Barbara Gordon


I am slightley startled at the sight of the Man of Steel floating outside the window of my apartment which is still intact. I wheel next to the window and open it.He steps inside and teh amazement etched across his face is obvious, "Yeah...There is a lot of explaining to do...But Bruce wouldn't appreciate me telling you the details...you know? Batman...is out for a while...and Gotham of course is in need of a guardian.Do you think you can you know...help around Robin and Nightwing?"

"Of course," Superman said, forcing himself to smile, "although I'll have to warn you, I have a dendancy to destroy property when I help people." He reflected on the demolished Metropolis, but made light of his recent struggle to ease Barbara. She had met Superman on numerous occasions, but he was well aware on the effect his mere presence had on others. In fact, out of all the humans he had met, only four were completely unfazed by Superman; Lois, his parents, and Bruce.

"You said there was alot of explaining to do," he began, but was cut off abruptly by a fit of violent coughs that shook his body to it's core. Out of the corner of his eye, Superman saw Barbara's face become a mixture of terror and concern. He waved out his hand, warning her off, afraid that his strength might accidently hurt her.

After only a few seconds, he regained his composure, and looked sheepishly at Oracle, his eyes tearing freely. "I'm okay." he croaked.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

I manage a wry smile at his attempt to feign his being 'okay'. "Well, I suppose the man of steel is a little bit lacking in the pretense department, huh?" I usher him inside the mess of a place this has become and gesture him to take a seat on the couch. I turn around, go to the kitchen and return with a full glass of water, "Here." I realise the futility of the gesture...but...how would you treat a wounded Superman? I doubt even Alfred had the answers to this one. After he takes it, I run a hand through my hair, "I'm sorry about the Parasite incident...It must have been hard..."

[SuperFerret]

IC:Barb Gordon

I manage a wry smile at his attempt to feign his being 'okay'. "Well, I suppose the man of steel is a little bit lacking in the pretense department, huh?" I usher him inside the mess of a place this has become and gesture him to take a seat on the couch. I turn around, go to the kitchen and return with a full glass of water, "Here." I realise the futility of the gesture...but...how would you treat a wounded Superman? I doubt even Alfred had the answers to this one. After he takes it, I run a hand through my hair, "I'm sorry about the Parasite incident...It must have been hard..."

"Thank you."
Superman downed the glass of water with one gulp, and placed it on the coffee table, making sure a coaster was underneath.
"And yes, the fight with Parasite was.... difficult."

A minute passed in silence.

"He killed my wife." Clark blurted out suddenly, "Parasite. And the Joker." And he told Barbara the whole story, including every detail. After he was done, Clark tried to apologise for making Barbara uncomfortable in her own home. He was surprised by what he had done, and he finally understood why Bruce, the most suspicious person he's ever met, trusted Barbara with so much.

[RoseRedStrauss]

OOC: Redrose, fear no more... Althrough it's pretty tough for me to play 2 rpgs at once...
Promtheus sits at a desk, fiddling with a glowing greensuit with a lantern emblem on it. He takes a small makeshift scanner off of his desk. Numbers and divisions and frequencys light up a computer screen.
"Alright, there's the Kryptonite, now how's about the copy...."
He activates his helment mentaly to start shooting a radio freqency. He held the helment up to the scanner.
The reading was the same as before.
Prometheus smiled. Then he heard something that he never expected to hear in the Ghost Zone. He donned his helment and walked out of his door. Out of his crooked house.
"You, in the spandex... have I seen you before?"
Prometheus looks at Zoom, floating in Prometheus's dimension.
"Come inside here, we should talk, Zoom. And I should like to know what you're doing in my dimension."

*Zoom hear's the invitation and thinks to himself.*

'A crooked house in the middle of nowhere...Have I seen that man before...'

*He makes his way over to the house and the man in the helmet introduced himself as Prometheus. Zolomon accepts the invitation and they both step into the hut/shack/house/living space.*

::Time Passes and Hunter tells his story::

"...and then I got hurled into another dimension, and have now made my way to your...home?"

*He then looks around the house.*

"So what are you doing here? and speaking of which, can you get back? I have a thing or two with Batman's sidekick the Boy Blunder."

[PFunk2]

OOC: At this point this part of the John story line now synics in with present time. As this BBC report is now seen by everyone worldwide (how everyone reacts to this is up to them). Though I had to rush this a bit since I'm pressed for time so I appologize in advance.

"This is Tamura Ono of BBC in Dafur Africa."

The screen of the TV shows a pretty indian reporter with the Sudan in the background.

"What a differance two weeks makes in the Sudan. The genocidal killing between the tribes has all but stopped. The leaders of a various tribes are now in the finial stages of peace talks. And a Pan African milititary force is now keeping the order."

"As she goes on corner picks show changing images of first dying bodies, then tribal rulers at a peace table, then ending with african military troops being lead by John.

"All thanks in part to a hero who, after years of not being heard from has returned to the scene. John Stewart, Green Lantern. Thanks for taking the time to speak with us Mr. Stewart. You're a hard man to get in touch with."

The cameria pans over to John Stewart

"Good day Ms. Ono. Well I been kinda busy and to be honest doing interviews with the press isn't exactly style."

"Understandable. Everyone wants to know is what made you step into dealing with the Sudan situation."

"Simple. When you have genocide going on at this scale some has to step in and end it."

"And you decided that someone was you?"

"Well it looked like no one else was steping up to the table. And protecting the earth from those that harm it sometimes means dealing with internal homegrown threats like this.

"I see. But why did you get the africans themselves into it. Why didn't you just go in and beat everyone heads in yourself.

"Stopping the genocidal acts myself works. But that is only a short term solution. The long term solution is to get the people in the region themselves to do the heavy lifting."

"That's an interresting notion."

"Not really. The will, and the people who want to do just that exist. All I did was help push along by providing intial leadership to the Pan Affican military forces. Making sure those who commited the genocidal acts were arrested. And encoraging the tribal heads to agree to peace talks."

"I see. Well thanks for the talk John."

"Now problem Ms. Ono"

And on that note the camera pans to John flying off into the sunset.

"And that ends this segment. This is Tamura Ono of BBC in Dafur Africa."

[Detective Flass]

*THE SIZZLER NIGHT CLUB*

Oswald Cobblepot sits at his little metal table next to his body guard Ron Harris.

But only the underworld of Gotham knows him as The Penguin, he's just gotten out of prison after Batman defeated him during a drug bust.

PENGUIN
Ron, contact Lex Luthor tomorrow. Tell him I have to speak with him.

RON
Will do Boss.

PENGUIN
Luthor has connections to some of the strongest criminals around. I want Batman dead by Thursday night, tops!

RON
Like the Joker?

PENGUIN
The Maniac!? Hell no, he’s a lunatic, I don’t want him in my group.

RON
Understandable.

The Penguin lights up a cigar.

PENGUIN
Actually, maybe I should make a personal visit to Lex. Call him anyway, tell him he's going to get a visiter.

(end of scene)

[Twitch]

Tim woke up in the jet coverd with bandages.

Black Canary was by his side reading a magazine.

"I see that your awake wonder boy."

"How long have I been down?"

"72 hrs.....speakin of which you're be arriving in Gotham shortly."

Dinah left the room living Tim alone with his thoughts.

Laying back down Tim thought to himself.

"Well I hope Bruce is in the mood to give me a compliment."

[Phantasm]

"Thank you."
Superman downed the glass of water with one gulp, and placed it on the coffee table, making sure a coaster was underneath.
"And yes, the fight with Parasite was.... difficult."

A minute passed in silence.

"He killed my wife." Clark blurted out suddenly, "Parasite. And the Joker." And he told Barbara the whole story, including every detail. After he was done, Clark tried to apologise for making Barbara uncomfortable in her own home. He was surprised by what he had done, and he finally understood why Bruce, the most suspicious person he's ever met, trusted Barbara with so much.


"I'm so sorry about Lios." I say softly, realizing that calling him to Gotham at this point and time was a horrendous move on my part.And Clark being the boy scout he is couldn't refuse. I feel terrible,"I'm sorry-I wasn't thinking when I called you-It's just so much happened that I simply wanted to gain control over some aspect of my life...Gotham...But you should go back...Bruce'll kill me for calling you here anyway..."

[Batman]

"I...I suppose. I'm not completely beaten yet, but I can feel the termoil in the back of my mind. It's just...I'm...God, I'm afraid.

"It's not even if one night I kill Nygma or Joker, what really scares me is...if I got so far down...would I hurt any of you? If I hurt any of you...I don't know what I'd do, I'm not even sure I could...stay here...alive...if that happened."

Dick didnt know what to say.

As much as he didnt want to admit it.......he had a point.

While Bruce wouldnt hurt any of us,intentionally......Hes not himself lately.

But of course,Dick couldnt actually say that.

"Bruce...I.."

An alarm breaks Nightwing in mid-sentance.Its coming from The Batcomputer.

The stats for it come up quickly.

"Its coming from Bale's Jewerly Department.Thats not far.......Im goin."

Nightwing runs towards his cycle,but stops,and turns towards Bruce.

"You coming?"

Nightwing knew he wouldnt,especially in this condition,but it was worth a shot.

[DarkKnightJRK]

"No, go ahead Dick. I...I just need to calm down a bit."

I see Dick nod and with his gymnastic skills he jumps onto his cycle and blazes out of the cave.

I slump back into the chair. I think I need something else to do that can help me. I know I shouldn't go out on patrolling, I might endanger someone. I can't just stay in here either, last time I tried that it took Barbra and J'onn to get my back in order.

That's it. Barbra.

She wants back in as Batgirl, it's so incredibly obvious it's not even funny. I still promised her that I'd help her in her re-training.

That's it. I'll focus on retraining Barbra back into Batgirl. Perhaps that's what I need to get myself back in order.

I start to open up the comm in the Clocktower and I remember Joker's fight damaged the computers.

"Looks like I'm going out after all."

[Batman]

"No, go ahead Dick. I...I just need to calm down a bit."

I see Dick nod and with his gymnastic skills he jumps onto his cycle and blazes out of the cave.

I slump back into the chair. I think I need something else to do that can help me. I know I shouldn't go out on patrolling, I might endanger someone. I can't just stay in here either, last time I tried that it took Barbra and J'onn to get my back in order.

That's it. Barbra.

She wants back in as Batgirl, it's so incredibly obvious it's not even funny. I still promised her that I'd help her in her re-training.

That's it. I'll focus on retraining Barbra back into Batgirl. Perhaps that's what I need to get myself back in order.

I start to open up the comm in the Clocktower and I remember Joker's fight damaged the computers.

"Looks like I'm going out after all."

OOC:Is it me,or are you trying to force a little confrontation?:p

:D


IC:

As Nightwing made his way back to the road,He kept thinking about Bruce.

Was he REALLY going to stay at the cave?

Nightwing thought about this for a second.

"Nope."

If Dick knew Bruce well enough,He was probably already putting on of his spare Bat-suits.

Of course,thats what Dick WANTED him to do,but then he started to think of Bruces state of mind.

What if he went over the edge again?

Dick realised he was starting to sound like Bruce.

He started thinking about his own words.

~You may have wanted to kill them.....But You DIDNT~

Dick knew Bruce was going to go back into the city.To do what,he didnt know.

But He knew that he wasnt just going to stay in the cave,no matter how screwed up his mind had become.

Either way,Dick had something else to focus on.

Protecting Gotham.

He realised that if Batman was out of action,He would need to protect it.

While He admitted to himself that it was sort of.....arrogant....to say that HE was the one that needed to protect it,He was going to do it anyway,whether he had help or not.

He soon realised that while he was thinking this,that he was only one block away from Bales Jewery Department.

He began preparing himself for battle,cause he knew it was going to be a long night.

OOC:If any other players/heroes wanna meet me at the jewery store,your welcome to,considering there seems to be alot of people in Gotham lately.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I arrive a block away from the Clocktower. I figure a little bit of "roof-top-hopping" as Dick once put it, would help calm me a bit. I reach to the top and I notice talking on the other side, Barbra and a male, about my age, has a slight air of country in it... I calmly walk into the Clocktower from a hole near.

"Hello, Barbra. Clark. I take it you're not here in Gotham to enjoy the sights, so what are you here for?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Master Bruce, maybe a small confrontation, but you'll see what I'm thinking of soon. :D

[Phantasm]

OOC: Uh-oh! Poor Clark! And Babs!lol!

IC:Barb Gordon

My eyes widen at the sight before me. Alright...so this came up sooner that I anticipated...And now Clark will have to deal with Bruce's rants beacuse of me..."Bruce...I wasn't expecting you...Is everything okay?Where's Dick?"

[SuperFerret]

"I'm so sorry about Lios." I say softly, realizing that calling him to Gotham at this point and time was a horrendous move on my part.And Clark being the boy scout he is couldn't refuse. I feel terrible,"I'm sorry-I wasn't thinking when I called you-It's just so much happened that I simply wanted to gain control over some aspect of my life...Gotham...But you should go back...Bruce'll kill me for calling you here anyway..."

"No," Clark said, placing his hand on Barbara's shoulder, "I needed to get away from Metropolis anyway. Gotham is a much needed change of pace."

I arrive a block away from the Clocktower. I figure a little bit of "roof-top-hopping" as Dick once put it, would help calm me a bit. I reach to the top and I notice talking on the other side, Barbra and a male, about my age, has a slight air of country in it... I calmly walk into the Clocktower from a hole near.

"Hello, Barbra. Clark. I take it you're not here in Gotham to enjoy the sights, so what are you here for?"

Superman jumped at Bruce's sudden appearance, a first for him, as he usually heard Bruce from a mile away.

"Bruce, Barbara said you were ill. I came to lend a hand taking care of Gotham."

[Batman]

OOC: Damn....you guys came out of nowhere....:eek:

:p

[SuperFerret]

OOC: Uh-oh! Poor Clark! And Babs!lol!

OOC: C'mon, it's not like we were naked. ;)

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: C'mon, it's not like we were naked. ;)

OOC: Yeah, if you were naked with her, I'd be forced to shove some Kryptonite up your ass. Literary, your vigin a*shole would be de-viginized by your worst weakness. Anyway:

IC:

I turn to Barbra. "Dick's handling a jewel thieft somewhere, didn't tell me where." I turn over to Clark. "Yeah, 'ill' is a nice way to put it.

"Actually, I came here to talk to Barbra about some things. But first, we should talk about what's going on here. While I appreachiate her concern, I'm fine at the moment and I have a plan to put things back into reletive order here. If you really need to be here for a while Clark, fine. But as soon as one of your "rogues" come here, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

*Zoom hear's the invitation and thinks to himself.*

'A crooked house in the middle of nowhere...Have I seen that man before...'

*He makes his way over to the house and the man in the helmet introduced himself as Prometheus. Zolomon accepts the invitation and they both step into the hut/shack/house/living space.*

::Time Passes and Hunter tells his story::

"...and then I got hurled into another dimension, and have now made my way to your...home?"

*He then looks around the house.*

"So what are you doing here? and speaking of which, can you get back? I have a thing or two with Batman's sidekick the Boy Blunder."

Prometheus smirks.

"And I have some business with Batman that I've put off."
He holds up three metalic fingers.

"I invented them myself, after he cut them off. I have to replace them often, and they're stiff and uncomfortable to wear but it's better than nothing."
"As for my self, and this crooked house, when I was training with some monks, I er... discovered shall we say, this Cosmic Key which allows me to go to and from this dimension as I like."

"Now then, if we could get down to business. I need you to do something for me. It involves the Flash. You have super speed capabilities, yes?
He chuckles evily.

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

OOC: The truth is that I dont have anything in mind. Everything that I think up is kinda cheap and lame. Give me awhile to think of something.

[SuperFerret]

IC:

I turn to Barbra. "Dick's handling a jewel thieft somewhere, didn't tell me where." I turn over to Clark. "Yeah, 'ill' is a nice way to put it.

"Actually, I came here to talk to Barbra about some things. But first, we should talk about what's going on here. While I appreachiate her concern, I'm fine at the moment and I have a plan to put things back into reletive order here. If you really need to be here for a while Clark, fine. But as soon as one of your "rogues" come here, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Superman floated over to Bruce and looked him dead in the eye. "Fine." he said, "I was only trying to help, but if you can handle Gotham's problems, as well as your own problems without any help from me, then I have no point in being here, do I?" It may have been Clark's recent bad experiences, it may have been the way Bruce had mentioned his apparent ability to attract dangerous beings, or it may have been the tone of Batman's voice, but simply put, Bruce's words pissed Clark off.

[DarkKnightJRK]

Superman floated over to Bruce and looked him dead in the eye. "Fine." he said, "I was only trying to help, but if you can handle Gotham's problems, as well as your own problems without any help from me, then I have no point in being here, do I?" It may have been Clark's recent bad experiences, it may have been the way Bruce had mentioned his apparent ability to attract dangerous beings, or it may have been the tone of Batman's voice, but simply put, Bruce's words pissed Clark off.

I'm damn near flabbergasted from the venom seeping from Clark's words. He almost sounded...like me.

"Clark, you know if I wanted you gone I would have asked you to leave. I'm giving you an opertunity. And stop trying to speak like me, it doesn't sound right coming from you."

[SuperFerret]

I'm damn near flabbergasted from the venom seeping from Clark's words. He almost sounded...like me.

"Clark, you know if I wanted you gone I would have asked you to leave. I'm giving you an opertunity. And stop trying to speak like me, it doesn't sound right coming from you."

Brue was right. Of course, and it was obvious to Clark that the only person that he was mad at was himself. He was angry that he couldn't stop Lois's death, he was angry that every battle he had wound up hurting Metropolis more than it helped, and he was angry that he was angry.

"I'm sorry, Bruce." he said backing away from Bruce, "I've had my share of troubles lately, and I'm on edge."

Clark put out his hand, offering it to Bruce as a friendly gesture.
"Maybe we can work through our personal demons together. After all, we've always made the world's finest team in the past. What could stop us?"

[Batman]

OOC: Yeah, if you were naked with her, I'd be forced to shove some Kryptonite up your ass. Literary, your vigin a*shole would be de-viginized by your worst weakness.

OOC:...DAAAAAAAMN......:eek:

IM supposed to be the one that would take it THAT seriously.....:joker:

IC:

Nightwing arrived at Bales jewelry store in the nick of time,it seemed.

The muggers ran out of the store,all armed and carrying bags of money.

Nightwing quickly removed his helmet and leaped off the cycle,catching the muggers' eyes.

Before they could blink,Nightwing landed in the middle of them,and sended a roundhouse kick to the biggest one,knocking him out first.

"This'll be fun."

Nightwing proceeded to flip over two of them,head butting them in the process,and sending a kick to a third one before landing.

There were three more,and they were approching,fast.

One of them began shooting at Nightwing,so he dodged the first two bullets before disarming the thug with a batarang.

Nightwing then proceed to take him out with a karate chop to the throat.

Simple,but effective,as the thug fell to the ground,with blood coming out of his mouth.His throat was going to be sore for awhile....guaranteed.

The next two swung their money bags at Nightwing,who ducked,causing them to hit eachother instead.

Nightwing stood,proud,although somewhat disappointed that they didnt put up much of a fight.

He noticed a figure behind him,in the shadows.Nightwing had noticed the figure sneak out of the jewelry store during the fight.

"Alright,come out.Your pals are taken out,so you might aswell surrender."

The figure took a step out.Nightwings eyes widened as a cloud of smoke was thrown into his face.

Pretty soon,Nightwing found himself on the street,cringing at something that wasnt there,and there was no sign of the figure.

The truth was,Nightwing WAS seeing something that wasnt there.

He kept seeing various images.

-Dick's parents falling to their death-

-Dick,as Robin,being shot by The Joker-

-The Joker shooting Barbara-

-Batman,slipping into insanity-

-Bruce,beating the crap out of The Joker-

-Barbara,going to fight against The Joker-

-The Joker coming at her with an axe-

-Batman,attacking........Nightwing,and almost killing him-

-Dick,falling from the trapese that his parents fell from,inches from hitting the ground-

Nightwing let out a small scream as he fumbled to press the button on his gauntlet that let out a distress signal.

He layed there,still frightened by the images,hoping someone would get the signal.......because he was starting to black out.

[DarkKnightJRK]

Brue was right. Of course, and it was obvious to Clark that the only person that he was mad at was himself. He was angry that he couldn't stop Lois's death, he was angry that every battle he had wound up hurting Metropolis more than it helped, and he was angry that he was angry.

"I'm sorry, Bruce." he said backing away from Bruce, "I've had my share of troubles lately, and I'm on edge."

Clark put out his hand, offering it to Bruce as a friendly gesture.
"Maybe we can work through our personal demons together. After all, we've always made the world's finest team in the past. What could stop us?"

It's risky, Clark was almost a magnet for some of these alien invasions and the like, but...

My hand meets his, exchanging a firm handshake.

"Alright. But I want you to do me a favor. I know what happened to Lois, I know exactly what you're feeling like right now: you feel like, to put bluntly, s**t. You toss and turn every night because you feel that you could have saved her. I know, because I've felt the same thing. It was that feeling that caused me to don this costume.

"I've thought before that the persona I put up would help me, but now...now...now I know that is the oppisate, and could very well be my downfall. I guess what I'm asking you to do is...don't end up like me."

It was then when the distress signal was heard. The three of us run over to see who it was: Nightwing, in the middle of the street where he was stopping the robbery. This can't be good.

"It's Dick. We have to get him."

I start running towards the open wall and I notice Clark near me.

"I'm using my jump-line, Clark. You even think about trying to carry me, remember I still have the ring."

I shoot out the cable and I start to swing away with Superman behind. The World's Finest together again...

OOC: Slight bunnying, I know, but it's only to get the thing going faster! :D

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC:...DAAAAAAAMN......:eek:

IM supposed to be the one that would take it THAT seriously.....:joker:

OOC: Well, Bats has practically raised her as Batgirl since she was like 15, so I think he have a bit of a father mentallity. Not to mention that it's Superman in question. Shotgun blast, anybody? :eek:

[SuperFerret]

It's risky, Clark was almost a magnet for some of these alien invasions and the like, but...

My hand meets his, exchanging a firm handshake.

"Alright. But I want you to do me a favor. I know what happened to Lois, I know exactly what you're feeling like right now: you feel like, to put bluntly, s**t. You toss and turn every night because you feel that you could have saved her. I know, because I've felt the same thing. It was that feeling that caused me to don this costume.

"I've thought before that the persona I put up would help me, but now...now...now I know that is the oppisate, and could very well be my downfall. I guess what I'm asking you to do is...don't end up like me."

It was then when the distress signal was heard. The three of us run over to see who it was: Nightwing, in the middle of the street where he was stopping the robbery. This can't be good.

"It's Dick. We have to get him."

I start running towards the open wall and I notice Clark near me.

"I'm using my jump-line, Clark. You even think about trying to carry me, remember I still have the ring."

I shoot out the cable and I start to swing away with Superman behind. The World's Finest together again...

OOC: Slight bunnying, I know, but it's only to get the thing going faster! :D

"Carrying you would be faster."
And Superman wasn't behind much longer, and he zipped (still slower than usual, but faster than Batman) to where Nightwing lay shuddering.
"Dick," Superman whispered, "it's okay, we're here to help." He reached for Nightwing, but Dick yelled and tried to punch Superman, it almost seemed like he was terrified by Clark.

"Batman," Clark said, "this looks bad."

OOC: Okay, I'm gone for the night, JRK, if you need to you can bunny Supes around for a while. Remember he's still weakened from the Parasite fight. :supes: :batman: :up:

[DarkKnightJRK]

Luckily for Dick, he was too distracted by Clark to notice me. I had no choice but to sneak up on him and hit a nerve on his neck that caused him to pass out. His reaction to us and the shaking and profuse sweating can only mean one thing: Fear Gas from The Scarecrow.

"It's fear gas," I tell Superman, "there's an antidote at the cave. I'll get the Batmobile here and take him there. I'll meet you there."

I press a button and in a few moments the Batmobile roars towards us and pulls to a stop right to my feet. I carry Nightwing to the side seat and jump in on the other side. The Batmobile screams back into life and in seconds we're on our way back to the Cave...

[twylight]

IC:Barb Gordon


I heave a sigh at the sight of my messed up apartment and turn back to the screen. After tracking down both Dinah and Tim, I connect the line to them, "Are you to doing all right? I need you guys back as soon as possible...Robin particularly...I'll explain later." I close the link, not really in the mood for a chat.

I look out the broken winodw as a chilly breeze ruffles my hair. I hope dad was doing alright...maybe I can go pay him a visit tommorow..although at this point and time dawn and tommorow seemed nearly impossible...I hope Bruce is okay...

Gotham will not rest properly until it has a protector. My mind flashes back to the most obvious and reliant candinate for the job.The bat-crew were great but they could on;y do so much without the presence of their Mentor...Besides...I cannot possibly make another mess by being carelss tonight.As much as I know Bruce will resent this...I must call Clark...

Chewing on my bottom lip,anxiously I link the line to him and say,"Superman? Oracle here.Do you mind dropping by for a visit?"

Dinah received the communication and had just opened her mouth to say something when she heard the link close.

"Umm...Right" she nodded and headed for the on board computer she busily started to type on the keyboard.

Sorry, Babs, but it sounds like Dick and Bruce have it pretty well covered. You know I don't like stepping on Bruce's toes, this is HIS town after all.

Pressing a button to send the e-mail she spun around in her chair looking at Robin.

"Now," she said "Time to make a call."

Picking up her cell phone she re-dialed a recently receive number.

"Come on Hal, I hope you carry you're phone with you...

OOC:If it's not too much batnkevlar..can I have a quick pick and drop of the Boy Wonder please? But don't go so fast Dinah can't say a quick 'hello' again. ;)



OOC: Doors open canary...fly on in. heh. Just try not to fly into a freshly Windexed plate glass window. Now there's an idea....:cool:

OOC: I'm a bird who knows her wingspan. :p


OOC: Yeah, if you were naked with her, I'd be forced to shove some Kryptonite up your ass. Literary, your vigin a*shole would be de-viginized by your worst weakness. Anyway:



OOC: While the Bird's away, the Bats come out to play! :eek: :p ;)

[RoseRedStrauss]

"Yes you could say I have super speed. Although my powers are time based, giving me the ability to choose how fast I go along the timeline. Now, what is it you want me to do with Wally. Our last fight was rather unfortunate since I was caught in a window of time. I will make sure it does not happen again."

*Zolomon then looks towards the door.*

"Why not throw in the Bat and Robin in your plan as well. We both have business with them as well."

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

What was wrong with Dick????!

He never admits to needing help...in normal circumstances that is...

I sit on the floor trying to mend the damage Joker had inflicted on my computer system. I need to know what's up with the signal and why did he use it...

I use my hands and upper body strength to lift myself on the chair.My legs throb with any kind of pressure so I need to be careful that I don't hurt myself.

After settlling in the chair I try connecting the link to Batman. It was fuzzy, and not very clear but it would do.For now. "Where is Dick?!What's wrong?"

[Twitch]

OOC:If it's not too much batnkevlar..can I have a quick pick and drop of the Boy Wonder please? But don't go so fast Dinah can't say a quick 'hello'.




OCC:You don't have to do that I have an idea maybe something about skydiving. ;)

[nixonbat]

Digger Harkness rested a bit in his suite and eventually went down to the dining room for a late supper. The kitchen was closed, but the cook offered to make Mr. Harkness anything he would like after Digger offered hard cash. His mood was starting to brighten again, as it was not in Digger's nature to brood over things for too long.

And so, after a fine dinner of lobster bisque with a bottle of house wine, Digger headed back up to his room for a well deserved rest. He felt as though he could sleep forever and realized he hadn't had good sleep since he first encountered Houngan/M'Bata. He slept like a baby.

OOC: Short n sweet. Off to Marvel now....heh.

[Detective Flass]

*Lex's Luthor's Lair*

Lex is sitting in his chair looking up information on Superman online on his computer.

There is a knock at the door. Lex looks uneasy. He slowly walks to the door and peeps out the eye hole. A fat little man with a glass eye, tall hat, and a thin long nose is knocking at the door.

Lex opens the door.

LEX
It's about time you got here Cobblepot.

THE PENGUIN
I soared all the way from Gotham City by helicopter to get here.

The Penguin takes off his hat.

LEX
Make yourself at home.

The Penguin sits in a black leather chair.

THE PENGUIN
It's a fine night.

The Penguin puts a cigar in his mouth and lights up then fixes his glass eye.

LEX
What do you want.

THE PENGUIN
I heard that you almost killed the man of steel.

LEX
Yes.

THE PENGUIN
So you can help me kill The Batman.

LEX
For a price I can, and for an even bigger one I can tell you who he is.

The Penguin nearly falls out of his seat.

THE PENGUIN
You know who Batman is!?!?

LEX
Fifty Grand.

The Penguin pulls out a suit case with two million dollars in it.

THE PENGUIN
Will this be enought to know the secret and to for you to kill him?

LEX
How much is it?

THE PENGUIN
2 million. I'll give 1 million 500 though.

LEX
All or nothing.

THE PENGUIN
Fine.

The Penguin throws the suitcase to Lex.

LEX
Batman is Bruce Wayne.

The Penguin is shocked.

THE PENGUIN
What!?!? That prick millionaire? He's Batman?

LEX
Of Course.

THE PENGUIN
I'll sell this information to the media. I'll be a billionaire!

LEX
No. He's too clever, he'll somehow try and disprove you.

THE PENGUIN
So skinhead. I want Batman's head mounted on my wall, and soon. Or else I'll get the mafia so far on your ass you'll be dead by dawn.

The Penguin puts his hat on his head.

THE PENGUIN
I want Batman dead at the end of this week.

LEX
Were are you leaving to?

THE PENGUIN
I have to manage my mafia and nightclub, go'in back to Gotham.

LEX
Take care.

The Penguin walks out the door.

(End Scene)

[nixonbat]

OOC: Flass, you've not read up on the thread. Tried to PM you for clarification, but playing other characters for them is a no-no. 'Glass-eye' - monocle. heh. Luthor has a bodyguard...name of Hal Jordan. You're gonna have serious edits in your future.

[twylight]

OCC:You don't have to do that I have an idea maybe something about skydiving. ;)

OOC: You have abroken jaw and I am trying not to fly the plane back to Gotham..:( Takes up too much time. In RPG time AND in Real time.

[Twitch]

OCC: My mistake

[DarkKnightJRK]

I lay Dick on the medical table in the Cave. Here I have antidotes on just about everything I've encountered, hell, I think I still have some ointment to cure burns from White Martians laying around somewhere. I pull out the medicine I need: the antidote for fear gas. I get some into a syrange and I inject it into his arm. He'll be incompasitated for a the next day as the gas goes out of his system.

I notice Clark staring at him as I did the procedure. I remember that Clark had a lot to do with Dick's life here as well. He helped Dick when I had stubbornly fired him from his job as Robin, Clark even gave him the codename Dick uses now: Nightwing. He's just as worried as I am.

A buzzing in my comm intruppts my musing.

"Where is Dick?! What's wrong?" Barbra.

I can tell my her voice that she's more worried than Clark and I are. I remember her and Dick's...special relationship. I did not approve at first, considering their age differences, but in the end I accepted that they both loved each other. Though they "seperated" a while back, I know they still do. They don't call me the World's Greatest Detective for the hell of it.

"He's fine, Barbra. He inhaled some fear gas from Scarecrow. I got him here in the cave and gave him the antidote. He'll be out for the next day though.

"We'll need some more people here now that Nightwing's out of commision. Have you contacted Robin and Black Canary yet?"

[Batman]

OOC:A Day??!?!?!?!?!!?

Damn...:(

This whole season has amounted to a few hours of one night.......:eek:

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC:A Day??!?!?!?!?!!?

Damn...:(

This whole season has amounted to a few hours of one night.......:eek:

OOC: Not true. Looking at the other posts, I'd say it's been about a month since the beginning.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: DarkKnightJRK, help out Flass, will ya? Get him to EDIT...

[Batman]

OOC: Not true. Looking at the other posts, I'd say it's been about a month since the beginning.

OOC:Oh.

*remembers Parasite/Superman battle*

Well.....uh......er.......CRAP!!:mad:





Owned by The Dark Knight.....:(

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: DarkKnightJRK, help out Flass, will ya? Get him to EDIT...

OOC: It is done, master... *hops around like Igor* :D

OOC:Oh.

*remembers Parasite/Superman battle*

Well.....uh......er.......CRAP!!:mad:





Owned by The Dark Knight.....:(

I tend to do that a lot, don't I? :o

[Spike_x1]

The Joker sat in his cell, fully strapped into his straightjacket. He was playing checkers with himself using his toes.

He pleasantly smiled to himself and continued his conversation. "So how's the weather been outside? Fine, I would imagine. Swallow any tasty cyanide lately? No, but do you know what tastes really good?..."

Before Joker could answer his own question again, a voice spoke to him. Joker was pretty sure that the voice wasn't his own. The words that were spoken confirmed it.

"Puddin?"

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Flass, you have to realize you are coming in the middle of all the arcs and must work around them... in other words, read the last coupla pages (a good ten pages back should do) then EDIT your post...

[Phantasm]

OOC: We could incorporate time and date if that makes things a lot less confusing. Perhaps have the characters, wake up in the morning...or a glimpse of them right before going to bed...or eaeting dinner...that sort of thing.It will add a whole new sense of realism to the RPG...


IC:Barb Gordon


"Oh. Okay." That was good. The fear gas was generally not lethal or anything if treated right...and I was positive Batman had all the material neccesary to bring Dick back to health. I let out my breath not knowing I'd been holding it...

"And no.I haven't been able to contact the others. My system's crashed and I am pretty much useless considering the fact that Dinah and Tim are in the other corner of the world...The signal isn't strong enough to reach them."

[twylight]

OOC: We could incorporate time and date if that makes things a lot less confusing. Perhaps have the characters, wake up in the morning...or a glimpse of them right before going to bed...or eaeting dinner...that sort of thing.It will add a whole new sense of realism to the RPG...


IC:Barb Gordon


"Oh. Okay." That was good. The fear gas was generally not lethal or anything if treated right...and I was positive Batman had all the material neccesary to bring Dick back to health. I let out my breath not knowing I'd been holding it...

"And no.I haven't been able to contact the others. My system's crashed and I am pretty much useless considering the fact that Dinah and Tim are in the other corner of the world...The signal isn't strong enough to reach them."

OOC: Yes, that would be nice to have a 'day' BUT, some of the characters do better at night. i.e. Batman, Black Canary, Nightwing, so maybe just a general post of "It's now Dusk" "It's now Night" "It's now Dawn" "It's now day" Because that's one of the things I hate about the Hype RPG, there is 'no' night to play in.
Also you'd have to make a strict rule such as Two real life day's = One RPG day, because some people can't post every day.
I admit I enjoy the looseness of it. At the Marvel RPG several day's have passed for Spider-Man but in the X-men Time line it's just the middle of their 'first' day. All because the X-Men players haven't been posting as regularly.

ANY-way...

Here's what I posted earlier for Dinah.


Dinah received the communication and had just opened her mouth to say something when she heard the link close.

"Umm...Right" she nodded and headed for the on board computer she busily started to type on the keyboard.

Sorry, Babs, but it sounds like Dick and Bruce have it pretty well covered. You know I don't like stepping on Bruce's toes, this is HIS town after all.

Pressing a button to send the e-mail she spun around in her chair looking at Robin.

"Now," she said "Time to make a call."

Picking up her cell phone she re-dialed a recently receive number.

"Come on Hal, I hope you carry you're phone with you...

[Phantasm]

OOC:Yes but the last Babs communicated with Dinah was BEFORE the Joker incident.

[twylight]

OOC: Yes, I know I just reposted it without the OOC stuff.

[Phantasm]

okay.:)

[SuperFerret]

"We'll need some more people here now that Nightwing's out of commision. Have you contacted Robin and Black Canary yet?"

"I can pickup whatever slack in the mean time."

Superman looks down at Dick's unmoving form, he knew that Bruce thought of the young man as a son, and he felt that he could be a surrogate 'uncle' to Dick, as he has watched out for the guy in the past.

"I'll see if I can find the Scarecrow." Superman said as he turned to leave.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I watch Clark fly off and I continue with Barbra on the comm.

"Clark says he'll apprehend the Scarecrow. In the meantime, we need to consider our numbers. Superman, for all the good he can do, can't handle Gotham alone, and Clark, myself, and Dick would only slightly help matters. And since Dinah and Tim's too far off to hear us, I think we should choose...another alternative, if you catch my drift. ...Batgirl."

OOC: I think he's hinting something. :D

[SuperFerret]

EDIT - I'll post later in the thread.

[SuperFerret]

OOC: Did Commish Gordon ever recover from the Joker Gas? And if not who would be taking his place?

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Did Commish Gordon ever recover from the Joker Gas? And if not who would be taking his place?

OOC: Currently, Gordon isn't even commish anymore. I believe it's Atkins or something like that now.

[SuperFerret]

OOC: OK, maybe I should EDIT.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

I stare at the maps of Gotham displayed on the screen, my mouth opened slightly in surprise at what Bruce had just said. I don't exactly know what is it that has me so shocked...Is it Bruce's sudden point blank implication?Or his belief in the fact that I can still don the Batgirl mask again.

"Bruce, I can't event stand up without my legs killing me with pain. I can't be up and jumping down buildings anytime soon if ever."

[DarkKnightJRK]

IC:Barb Gordon

I stare at the maps of Gotham displayed on the screen, my mouth opened slightly in surprise at what Bruce had just said. I don't exactly know what is it that has me so shocked...Is it Bruce's sudden point blank implication?Or his belief in the fact that I can still don the Batgirl mask again.

"Bruce, I can't event stand up without my legs killing me with pain. I can't be up and jumping down buildings anytime soon if ever."

"Of cource not now. Remember, I did say I'd help with your training, and I don't break my word. And don't say that you can't do it. I know you can. You didn't give up on my before, so why should I do the same to you now?"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon


I really had to get this off my chest. Bruce has been very persuasive about my return as BAtgirl...something I didn't think possible." Why are you so interested in having me back?" I blurt out. Okay, so I wasn't the best sidekick he'd ever had, always jumping to the fight scenes only to prove my capability.Prove myself to him and Dad and an annoyingly amused Robin. Bruce was ALWAYS trying to push me out of vigilantism...and now...a sudden outburst of all things opposite.

[DarkKnightJRK]

IC:Barb Gordon


I really had to get this off my chest. Bruce has been very persuasive about my return as BAtgirl...something I didn't think possible." Why are you so interested in having me back?" I blurt out. Okay, so I wasn't the best sidekick he'd ever had, always jumping to the fight scenes only to prove my capability.Prove myself to him and Dad and an annoyingly amused Robin. Bruce was ALWAYS trying to push me out of vigilantism...and now...a sudden outburst of all things opposite.

"Because I know you want back in. You never said anything, but I could tell in your eyes when we were working together with you as Oracle that you would jump in and kick some criminals in the teeth in a heartbeat if it weren't for that wheel chair in the way. Now that you have a chance to come back, I want to be a part of it. If I have mistaken, then I'm sorry, but I do need some help, and I'll take whatever help you can grant."

[nixonbat]

OOC: We could incorporate time and date if that makes things a lot less confusing. Perhaps have the characters, wake up in the morning...or a glimpse of them right before going to bed...or eaeting dinner...that sort of thing.It will add a whole new sense of realism to the RPG...

"


OOC:I've been doing that in the Captain Boomerang arc. He's been in the Democratic Republic of Congo for 4 days and nights. My next post will be day 5. Putting in time of day or night helps me to keep track of him. I'd recommend it to anyone who's on a smaller arc...not sure how well it would play out on the larger scale stuff.

[Phantasm]

"Because I know you want back in. You never said anything, but I could tell in your eyes when we were working together with you as Oracle that you would jump in and kick some criminals in the teeth in a heartbeat if it weren't for that wheel chair in the way. Now that you have a chance to come back, I want to be a part of it. If I have mistaken, then I'm sorry, but I do need some help, and I'll take whatever help you can grant."

IC:Barb Gordon

"No...I DO want in. And yes, I have been wanting to join you guys out in the streets for so long..." I am quite for a minute, trying to make sense of hat seemed like was happening...Was I really going to don the Batgirl costume again?It seems so...impossible almost, to be able to do what I had loved so much originally."So how would we make this work? I do go to therapy but its painfull and SLOW..."

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I'll post the major opening for my new Joker arc later today.
And for those who are curious as to what it may be about; if you've read any of my previous suggestions for Joker stories around the Hype, you'd have a good guess as to what mine's about. :joker:

[DarkKnightJRK]

IC:Barb Gordon

"No...I DO want in. And yes, I have been wanting to join you guys out in the streets for so long..." I am quite for a minute, trying to make sense of hat seemed like was happening...Was I really going to don the Batgirl costume again?It seems so...impossible almost, to be able to do what I had loved so much originally."So how would we make this work? I do go to therapy but its painfull and SLOW..."

"I'll help with your therapy as well. I think I know some things that could make the process faster. Had to learn these things after my back was broken."

[nixonbat]

OOC: Spike...you never disappoint. Your Joker rules. You're one of the few who 'get's it'.

[Phantasm]

"I'll help with your therapy as well. I think I know some things that could make the process faster. Had to learn these things after my back was broken."

IC:Barb Gordon

"Oh. Okay." I don't want to press the topic further. Bruce never talks about his time in a wheelchair...and I feel as if I'm invading his privacy by even prodding the subject.It's not as if talking about my paralysis is my most favorite topic of discussion either. I pick up my steaming mug of coffee and take a careful, delicious sip.

[Batman]

"Master Dick?"

A muffled voice booms out of nowhere.

And then,Hes awake.

Nightwing starts to recollect what,exactly,just happened.

"A...Alfred?"

Alfred stands over him,holding his mask,gloves,and shirt.He has a few bandages on his chest.It seems Dick had some injuries from the fire back in Bludhaven.

"Welcome back,sir."

Dick rubs his eyes.

"...What happened?"

Alfred hands him the rest of his costume.Dick grabs the shirt and slips it on.

"It seems you were poisoned by Professer Crane."

"Scarecrow?"

"Yes."

"That son of a..."

His fists tighten.

"Master Dick...calm down.After all,you dont want to.....god forbid.....become even more like master Bruce.."

Dick looked at him,realising the truth his words.

"So you know about it?"

"Yes."

"Hes breaking down,Alfred......I dont know how to stop it."

Dick looks around.

"Wait.....Where IS Bruce?"

"He left for Gotham about three hours ago."

"Why?"

"He didnt say......maybe he went back to Ms.Gordons..."

Dick slips on his gloves and grabs his mask.

"Sir?"

"Gotham needs a protector.Bruce,no matter what he says,isnt in the condition to fight.I....."

"Sir,If I may be so bold.....YOUR not in the condition to fight.Who knows how much more of that toxin is in your system."

"Either way,Im definatley in better condition than Bruce is.Besides,I'll live."

"Sir..."

"Later Al."

Dick puts on his mask and runs towards one of the other batcycles.

Within minutes,Hes back on the streets,heading towards The Clocktower.

[Spike_x1]

The Joker looked curiously at Harley Quinn as she peeked into his cell door. Only her head was visible to Joker.

Joker stood up and grinned at Quinn.

"Harl! No vacancies!"

Harley didn't return Joker's grin. She seemed sad. Unless Joker was mistaken, he thought he could see tears start to form around Harley's eyes.

"You're leaking."

Harley tried her best to give a shakey smile to Joker. The attempt was quite pathetic. "Puddin', I got something to tell ya."

Harley Quinn opened the cell door and stepped fully into the small room, looking straight into Joker's awe-struck eyes.
For once in his murderous life, the Joker had no clue what to say.

"Y-you... you're pregnant...?"

[Phantasm]

OOC: WHAT?! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
WOW.Spike...THAT is a bold move on your part...Very interesting! :D

[Spike_x1]

OOC: WHAT?! :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
WOW.Spike...THAT is a bold move on your part...Very interesting! :DOOC: Hopefully all goes as I've planned it out.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: BTW, I might not be online again until Monday. I've got a fieldtrip for my Outdoor Pursuits class in school going from Saturday until Sunday.
Canoeing and camping, here I come!

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Joker's goin' to be a papa?! :eek: Sounds like a set-up for a sitcom.

[batnkevlar]

*Hal, sits in the newly constructed Watchtower, wondering how no one could have noticed it. Due to his eviction, Hal has lived in the Watchtower all alone. He had no where left to go. He was now 100% Green Lantern, no more Hal Jordan. At least, until his paycheck came from Lex Luthor. Suddenly his phone rang*

"Yeah, Dinah, I'm here. What's happening, beautiful?"

[twylight]

OOC: Umm...Did Digger kill Tim's father in this timeline?

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I guess you can say that happened and that Digger was able to survive, I guess.

[RoseRedStrauss]

Aww, no no, I want to kill Tim's father. Mainly cuz Zoom's got this twisted thing about how heroes become better when confronted with like anguish and stuff.

[SuperFerret]

Gotham City. Not a place I find myself in usually, but even through all my recent tragedy, and my waxing and waning power levels, I'm still Superman. And when a friend needs help, Superman is always going to be there. Unless I'm dead. Like the last time.

A scream tears through the night, a scream of pure terror. One word flashes through Superman's mind as he flies towards the source. Scarecrow.

Sure enough, the 'good' Doctor Jonathan Crane, otherwise known as the Scarecrow, was towering over a young blonde woman with a scythe. He wasn't doing anything overtly harmful, just standing there menacingly, but Superman knew better. Crane's fear gas was taking it's toll on the poor woman, and if her terror continued; heart failure will soon follow.

Superman lowered himself, hovering just above and behind Crane.

The young woman stared wide-eyed at him, and Clark, being the perennial boy scout, smiled.

The woman screamed; in her mind, the wicked scarecrow was just joined by a flying demon, surely they were about to kill her. She screamed, just once.


And then collapsed, dead from a heart attack at age 23.

"NOO!" Superman was instantly at the woman's side, but it was too late for him to help her. He turned back towards Scarecrow, only to be hit in the face by a cloud of gas.

"One good death deserves another."

[Supergirl]

Kara rolls out of her bed in the Fortress of Solitude, only to start Krypto on a barking frenzy.
I really need to get a secret identity, I hate having to share a room with this mutt. Oh well, I'll go find cousin Kal, and see if he's worked anything out, so that I can have my own apartment in Metropolis yet.
Now in her Supergirl costume, Kara flies out of the Fortress and towards Metropolis, leaving the barking Superdog locked in his kennel. She takes her time travelling to Metropolis, sacrificing speed for just goofing around in the air. I love flying, you can never feel as free as when you're gliding through the air.
She lands in Clark's apartment, going in through the unlocked window, only to find noone home. "I wonder where he is," she thinks outloud.

OOC: I thought I read somewhere that Lois is dead right?

[nixonbat]

OOC: Lois is indeed dead...courtesy of the Parasite. Captain Boomerang did NOT kill Tim Drake's father in this continuity...Spike knocked up Harley Quinn...thats priceless...lmao

[Batman]

The Joker looked curiously at Harley Quinn as she peeked into his cell door. Only her head was visible to Joker.

Joker stood up and grinned at Quinn.

"Harl! No vacancies!"

Harley didn't return Joker's grin. She seemed sad. Unless Joker was mistaken, he thought he could see tears start to form around Harley's eyes.

"You're leaking."

Harley tried her best to give a shakey smile to Joker. The attempt was quite pathetic. "Puddin', I got something to tell ya."

Harley Quinn opened the cell door and stepped fully into the small room, looking straight into Joker's awe-struck eyes.
For once in his murderous life, the Joker had no clue what to say.

"Y-you... you're pregnant...?"


OOC::eek:

HOLY CRAP.

Wow.....all I can say is........I'd hate to see that little f**ker when he grows up....:joker:

[nixonbat]

Digger Harkness awakened in the new day just before noon. It was check out time, but he shooed away the cleaning lady and called the front desk to continue his stay. He called back to order a club sandwich sent up to his room. While he dined on his late breakfast, he tuned the TV to the local news station.

"...changes in policy in Nigeria due to the intervention of John Stewart. The former U.S. Marine turned superhero used his considerable influence to bring about change in this war-torn region. Putting himself on the frontlines to put a halt to the aggressions in the region, Stewart was able to forge a peace between warring governmental factions and tribes. A move unprecedented for a Justice Leaguer by taking the lead in a local political arena...."

Digger smiled as he thought about Houngans' reaction to Stewarts' actions. He quickly changed his mind, however, when he considered the ramifications of this action. Enforcing ones' will upon others smacked of fascism to him, and he didn't much care for it.

'Let's see how the blokes game plays out...if he sets hisself up to be God, then ol Digger may have to take him down a peg' he thought to himself.

He quickly dismissed the whole situation, as there was a Rugby match on that he had $5,000 riding on. The real world could wait...he had ACTION on this game and his team was down right now.......

TO BE CONTINUED.............

[twylight]

OOC: Captain Boomerang did NOT kill Tim Drake's father in this continuity
OOC: Thank ye

The Joker looked curiously at Harley Quinn as she peeked into his cell door. Only her head was visible to Joker.

Joker stood up and grinned at Quinn.

"Harl! No vacancies!"

Harley didn't return Joker's grin. She seemed sad. Unless Joker was mistaken, he thought he could see tears start to form around Harley's eyes.

"You're leaking."

Harley tried her best to give a shakey smile to Joker. The attempt was quite pathetic. "Puddin', I got something to tell ya."

Harley Quinn opened the cell door and stepped fully into the small room, looking straight into Joker's awe-struck eyes.
For once in his murderous life, the Joker had no clue what to say.

"Y-you... you're pregnant...?"

OOC: :eek: :eek: Okay..I personally..would like to see Harley in a Harliquin Maternity outfit :eek:


*Hal, sits in the newly constructed Watchtower, wondering how no one could have noticed it. Due to his eviction, Hal has lived in the Watchtower all alone. He had no where left to go. He was now 100% Green Lantern, no more Hal Jordan. At least, until his paycheck came from Lex Luthor. Suddenly his phone rang*

"Yeah, Dinah, I'm here. What's happening, beautiful?"

"I was wondering if you were up for a quick pick-up and drop."

She paused "I have Robin here and he's not in the best of shape. I was wondering if you could drop him off at Gotham, Because I need to head to Africa."

[SuperFerret]

Superman was surrounded. Monsters, maniacs, and murderers encircled him, all ready to finish him off. Bizarro, Parasite, Scarecrow, Joker, Brainiac. They all stared at him with malice in their eyes. He couldn't move, he was helpless.

Then, one of the villains stepped forward. Lex Luthor stood before him, clutching a glowing green rock in his hands. Kryptonite. At least ten pounds of it. Luthor raised the chunk of Kryptonite over his head and swiftly brought it down, striking Superman in the forehead with it. Blood ran down Clark's face, blinding him. He felt like he was going to die. He probably was.

Luthor stepped back, rejoining the circle of evil. Now, Parasite and the Joker stepped forward, dragging someone between them. Lois. Or rather, Lois's corpse. Her skin was a pale gray hue, and her hair was falling out. Her face was the most terrifying sight by far. Her eyes, bloodshot and bulging, stared at Clark, and her mouth was twisted in a permanent grin.

"Why, Clark?" she groaned, her voice hollow and sinister, "Why did you let me die? Didn't you love me? Why did I die?"

"She died because of you SuperDweeb."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."

"I'm sorry," Clark muttered, "I'm sorry Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry."

*************

Superman bah, Jonathan Crane thought as he watched the Man of Steel cry to himself as he rocked back and forth in the fetal position, pathetic.

Scarecrow walked away, the night was still young.

[Supergirl]

Still not knowing where her cousin is, Kara sits down on his couch and turns on the TV.
Broadcaster: This just in: There are reports of Superman trying to quell the rampage of the Scarecrow in Gotham City. More on this at the hour.

"So that's where Kal is." says Kara, as she heads out the window, forgetting to turn off the television. "I may as well go see if he needs my help"

[Supergirl]

OOC: Impeccable timing on our posts, eh cuz? :o

[SuperFerret]

"So that's where Kal is." says Kara, as she heads out the window, forgetting to turn off the television. "I may as well go see if he needs my help"

OOC: Hey!! I've gotta pay that electric bill!!

Yeah, great timing, too bad I've gotta go in ten minutes. :(

[Supergirl]

She lands in Gotham minutes later, but the Scarecrow has already left Superman in the fetal position."Kal, are you alright? What's wrong? Where's the Scarecrow?
Seeing her cousin like this worries Kara, and she starts scanning for any sign of the Scarecrow.

OOC: So do I, what a freaky coincidence :eek:

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon


Talk about majorly crappy timing. Just when Batman happens to be in an unstable condition, Arkham inmates and more, decide to burst out of their cells and cause havoc.I notice GCPD is in full action, but as sad as it is, they are no match for all who have erupted out of the place...Gotham's going to be a bigger mess than ever...

I contemplate calling Bruce...He has enough on his plate already. And this news will definatley have him out of the manor and into the streets in no time. Not safe or practical at all in his condition.But...what am I to say if he ask why I didn't inform him about the happenings of 'his city'? I sigh and connect the link, "Bruce...we have a MAJOR problem in Gotham.ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped."

[Spike_x1]

The Joker stared at Harley Quinn flabbergasted. His mouth was not smiling in the least. Instead, his mouth had suddenly developed a slight twitch. He did his best to take steady breaths.

"Are you mad at me Puddin'?" Quinn asked Joker, but Joker simply stared right through her. In another world. Wishing he had a gun.

"Puddin'?" She asked again.

Joker glared at Quinn with twisted thoughts running through his mind.

"Get me out of here."

[Spike_x1]

Harley used a bloody utility knife to cut through Joker's straight jacket and help him to his feet. Her devotion even let her (hesitantly) hand Joker a magnum. Joker looked at the gun in his hand, then to the large bulge in Harley's middle. He cocked the revolver.

"Here! 'Tis the Clown Prince of Crime, and it would seem that he has planted his murderous seed inside of his lady." said an inmate named the Cavilier as other inmates rushed by.

Joker brought the gun up to Cavilier's forehead and pulled the trigger.

"Shut up, idiot."

Joker was not in the mood for games. He turned to Quinn. "Why the hell's everyone running around?"

Quinn replied fearfully, "'Cause I figured that we'd need a distraction if we wanted to get outta here without gettin' caught, Mister J."

Joker prepared the revolver to fire again when suddenly, sirens were heard approaching. As much as he might've hated the current situation, he didn't know where Harley had hidden their getaway ride. He needed her for now.

Together, they left Arkham Asylum.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I swing across Gotham on my patrol. After a few miles I let go onto a building and start to run across them, resting my arms a bit so I can swing some more. While I'm deadly serious about my work, I can't help but feel a small part of myself yelping and enjoying the sensation of my near flying. No wonder Clark loves it so much.

A question rings into my head: Why in the blue hell did I accept Clark being here in Gotham? Normally, I would have respectfully (well, as much respectfully as I can when I'm in the suit) declined his offer, lack of help here or not. But the answer comes towards me as quick as the question: Lois.

He's suffered massive loss with her dying. He truely loved her, it doesn't take a detective to figure that out, espically a detective that knows the man in question. He literary could have had any woman in the world, hell, I've even seen some want from the eyes of Wonder Woman. Yet he loved Lois. Completely and utterly. It was the kind of love that made people go insane and yet feel more sane then they ever have in their entire lives. I would be a liar to say that I wasn't slightly envious of Clark for that.

I say it in past-tense because Lois is dead. Clark's broken because of this. He's not letting himself move on past his grief. I know what it's like to not have that grief let go, it's the reason why I'm out here in my costume in the dead of night. It's also made me mentally unstable--the past few weeks prove that. I just...I just don't want him to end up like me. If the light becomes as dark as me, who knows what could--

The sound of the comm from Oracle interrupts.

"Bruce...we have a MAJOR problem in Gotham. ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped."

My God. In all the years I've fought against the people that get locked up in that Asylum, not THAT many has ever escaped...

"All? It looks like it's going to be a long night. Locate Superman and Nightwing and inform them of what's happening. The police can handle the smaller one's, but we have to worry about the big ones...my 'Rogues.'"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Okay." I close the link to Batman and try connecting to Superman but realize he's not responding. Hhhmm...maybe he's busy...but he ALWAYS responds! Alright...Few, if any of the Rougues, possess the power to seriously harm him....What about Supergirl...maybe she has some idea, "Supergirl, Do you know where Superrman is?"

While waiting for her to respond I connect the link to Nightwing. Batman said to contact him...that must mean he's alright.But still...I fear for him, he's not exactly the most carefull man in tights out there, "Nightwing? BAd news. Reportedly ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped.Batman neeeds you to be on the look out. And try not to get yourself involved in situations which will have you returning to the cave unconscious, or worse..."

[MST3K 4ever]

Lex strolls out of his Limo looking like a million dollars. Taking a deep breath he smiles and rmoves his dark shades and walks into the Lexcorp towers.

He smiles and nods at everyone as he makes his way to R & D.

Dr. McCall greets him and says, "Good morning sir. I trust your vacation was restful."

Luthor replies, "Indeed Dr. McCall...most restful indeed. Now I didn't get a real good look at the battle-suit before I left it was kind of a blur. What improvements have you made?"

Dr. McCall says, "Well sir....50% speed increase...and basically an entirely new weapons system. Many of these weapons won't out on the market until the next decade. This is merely a prototype the cost isn't exactly going to make people line up around the block for it, but as technology become more affordable...I think this suit will be the hot-ticket item within the next 5 years. The Govenrment will be begging us to mass-produce this suit...and paying through the nose to do it."

Lex touches the suit and he has visions of battling Superman...of shooting kryptonite beams at him. Lex shakes his head....those visions felt shocking and repulsive...and yet he couldn't stop smiling about them.

Lex says, "Very well Dr. I will be testing the battle-suit personally. Have it taken to my private simulator at once"

Dr. McCall nods and makes the arrangements...Lex calls his secretary and tells her to cancel all his appointments for the day...he's tending to personal business.

[batnkevlar]

"I was wondering if you were up for a quick pick-up and drop."

She paused "I have Robin here and he's not in the best of shape. I was wondering if you could drop him off at Gotham, Because I need to head to Africa."

"I'm not really in the mood for baby-sitting, but what the hell...."

*Green Lantern beams Robin to Wayne Manor*

"There. Now I have some plans to work on..."

[Twitch]

"MASTER TIMOTHY!" screamed Alfred

Alfred helped me to the Batcave and I sat down on a bed.

Alfred began to put bandages om me he explained to me of the events since my absence.

"Wow." I said absorbing all the information

"Yes its been a great night sir."

"I must go and help." I started to get up but Alfred held me down.

"No sir, now is not the time."

I felt an unsual feeling towards Alfred.......Anger.

It scared me that I have felt that way, anger for I could not help out my family.

I pushed the thought into the back of my head. I layed down on the cot and allowed Alfred to work on my jaw.




OCC: This is a start of a new storyline for Robin but is still connected with all the recent events.

[SuperFerret]

COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"Kal, are you alright? What's wrong? Where's the Scarecrow?[/COLOR]

It hovered above him and growled in a gutteral tongue. Superman cringed in terror when it reached for him. It's claws raked lightly across his shoulders, almost a caress, but he felt the talons tear a thin layer of skin away, drawing blood.

OOC: Little help please.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I'm still doing my Patrol when I see them. Superman, on the ground, shaking and crying, and Kara in her new Supergirl uniform, trying to confort him. I swing down to them and I quickly figure out what happened: Clark's been infected with fear gas. Then I realize that Supergirl, another meta, is here in my city. It's no use right now, I have to help Clark. The gas might work more quickly through his system then normal people, but if I don't stop it, he might die. Again.

"Kara, hold him down," I instruct Kara, only her Kryptonian strength could hold Clark down to do what I had to do. I reach into the medical bag I keep in my ultility belt. After Superman came, I used smeller versions of the usual injections I have, in case something like this occured, for needles would only break from trying to breach his hard skin. I put one of the smellers (a sedative) into Clark's nostril. He stills a few seconds afterwards. Since his metabolism is extraordinary, we'll need to get him back to the cave fast before it wears off.

"Supergirl, you need to take Clark to the Batcave. Take this tracker," I pass said tracker to her, "it'll lead you there. Don't go anywhere else in that vincinity besides to the Cave, and don't leave from it until I return. I'll be there in a few moments to give him some of the antidote. Go, now!"

Kara nods, takes Clark into her arms, and starts to fly away to the direction of the caves. I hope she does as told and doesn't end up in the manor. I press a button in my ultility belt and the Batmobile comes to me a moment later. I drive so fast to the direction of the Batcave it's near Wally levels. I need to get Superman the cure, or else I'll have more blood on my hands than I can bear...

OOC: Sorry if I bunnied you too much, Supergirl, just needed to keep things going a bit.

Question: Does the current Supergirl know about Bruce's secret ideninty? I wasn't sure if she would, since from what I've read in her introductary arc, Bruce didn't really trust her.

[Supergirl]

Supergirl lifts her cousin, and begins to fly towards Wayne Manor, and unlike her footloose flights earlier in the day, this time shes concentrated on speed.
Bruce sounded scared. If that man can be scared you know you're in trouble. I have to get Kal to his cave, and quick.
She breaks the sound barrier moments before hitting the secret entrance.

OOC: No, its ok, sorry I had to go to work.
I'm pretty sure she knows, because at one point all his disguise was a pair of sunglasses.

[PFunk2]

OOC: I was holding off on posting until I see some reaction to John's actions in africa. But with the exception of nixonbat (mucho thanks dude, I much apprecate it). It looks like it was all but ignored by the rest of the group. So I guess it's time to move on with another post."

One week after the BBC interview.

"So what are you going to do now." Anna asks John as both of them watch the refugee's slowly being relocated back to their villages

"What else can I do. I stopped most-if not all the killing. Helped the Pan Affrican Deffense forces impose a peace thruout the area. And gotten the tribal leaders to sit down together in the same room to talk peace." John answers her.

"You forgot giving the people here and around the world a hero of their own." She adds smilling

"Hey I was just doing my job" John answered back, knowing in his heart it was true. "The only thing I can do is to keep montering the situation and let people handle it themselves. As I sad their are people that can do it. All they needed was a both a chance and a climate to do so."

Okay. If you say so." Anna says with a bit of sarcasm.

Noticing that and the still smug smile on her face John lets out a sigh and continues "Other than that I'm going to check back at the Watchtower to see if my actions have angered any of my fellow JL members."

"What. You got to be kidding. You did good."

"Hey. They're could be some that didn't think so and may want to talk to me about it. See you in a few."

"You better." Anna gives him a hug and gives him a wave as he heads skyward towards the JL old base. Once over the ocean he sends a message to Jo'nn.

"Jo'nn. John here I'm heading back to the watchtower now to touch base with you on things if you don't mind. Over.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: It's not bad, PFunk2, not bad at all, but I think for me I mostly just skim through stuff until I get to something pertaining to my character. It's not bad, just keep posting and do something that will grab the reader's attention. That's how Nixonbat reeled me into his storyline. You're a good RPGer, PFunk2, I wouldn't want to see you go.

[PFunk2]

OOC: It's not bad, PFunk2, not bad at all, but I think for me I mostly just skim through stuff until I get to something pertaining to my character. It's not bad, just keep posting and do something that will grab the reader's attention. That's how Nixonbat reeled me into his storyline. You're a good RPGer, PFunk2, I wouldn't want to see you go.

OOC: Hey I understand. But I was hopping that once what John was doing if africa (I mean it was a big event) hit the news the other members would rightly, or wrongly react to it. I'm not planning on leaving or anything. Just a bit bummed out by it that's all.

[Twitch]

OCC: If you don't realize that I'm also in the Batcave too. So I'm going to react to the recent posts...

IC:

I was shocked when I saw Supergirl carry Superman into the cave he was shaking every now and then. I realized with again shock that Superman had been injected with Scarecrow's fear gas. The battles with Scarecrow showed me alot. The fear gas was deadly in a normal being. But in Superman's case it was even more deadlier.

"Was he given a antidote?" I asked

"No." Supergirl mumured

While Alfred helped Supergirl keep Superman company, I retreated to another area of the Batcave. The same anger came out again to confront me. What had happend to me? I once again banished the feeling and I got out a new cycle. I got on and started the engine.

"Gotta find Bruce." and I sped off.

OCC: I was just wondering does Tim know Superman is Clark?

[Supergirl]

OOC: I did realize that. had hoped to have an effect to that sonic boom :o I don't think he does know that Supes is Clark. I know Wonder Girl doesn't... And I don't think Kal was given the antidote yet... so I would have said no.

[Twitch]

OCC:My mistake I edited it so you said no

[Supergirl]

Left alone with Kal in the cave, Supergirl starts to worry. He seemed to be getting almost violent when she had rescued him. His body started twitching. Oh no, the sedatives wearing off, what am I going to be able to do if he gets violent with me?

[DarkKnightJRK]

I race out of the city like a bat out of hell, pardon the pun. As I drive out of Gotham and closer to the Cave, I see Robin speeding in the oppisate direction on his cycle.

"Robin! Head back to the cave!"

At that point I reach the tunnel and slow down slightly. Hitting the cave at 180 miles per hour probably wouldn't help matters much. By the time I reach the platform, I leap out of the Batmobile and head for the medicines. I can almost hear Kara saying something to me about the sedatives wearing off, but I can't really hear her, I'm too focused on the task at hand. I found what I was looking for: fear gas serum in a smeller form; no needle on this Earth (without Kryptonite, that is) could break through Clark's skin. I jump back to Kara and the twitching form of Superman.

"Kara, keep him still while I give him the antidote." She does so and I put the antidote to his nostril and press the button that releases the serum into his system. I relax for a second until I lift Clark up and put him on the medical table. He's stopped twitching and seems to be asleep.

"The antidote will work faster on him, so he'll be back on his feet in a couple of hours." I turn back to Kara. "Now that we have that under control, what are you doing here, Kara?"

[Supergirl]

"Well WGBS had a teaser lead in of Superman fighting the Scarecrow, so I decided to come see if he needed help. It's a good thing I did. Now that I'm here is there anything else you need me to do?"
She was always uncomfortable around Batman, for some reason he still doesn't trust her.The last time I was here, it was after he nailed me with Kryptonite so that he could run tests. I hate this place, its so dark and gloomy.

[MST3K 4ever]

Luthor slipped on the battle-suit and he smirked. He couldn't explain it but it felt like a second skin. He began firing at targets. Lasers, freeze rays, heat rays, shrink rays. Engaging defensive modes. Camoflauge, invisio-armor, force fields. He felt like a kid in a candy store.

I wonder what I could do with this suit? I wonder indeed? I wonder how can help others...or even... He shakes his head and engages his flight mode.

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Well WGBS had a teaser lead in of Superman fighting the Scarecrow, so I decided to come see if he needed help. It's a good thing I did. Now that I'm here is there anything else you need me to do?"
She was always uncomfortable around Batman, for some reason he still doesn't trust her.The last time I was here, it was after he nailed me with Kryptonite so that he could run tests. I hate this place, its so dark and gloomy.

I think about this for a moment: would she be ready to face some of the worst Gotham has to offer? Considering how bad the situation is here at the moment, I'm not sure if I have much choice.

"There has been a break out in Arkham Asylum. ALL of it's inhabitants have escaped. While the rest of us and the GCPD are going to get the dangerous one's, the rest of the city will be at risk. The police will be too spent with Arkham to handle any other happenings that could happen. I want you to basically do patrolling around the city, handeling the other things while we're handling Arkham. Think you can do it?"

[Supergirl]

"With all due respect Batman, don't you think I could be more help with the bigger enemies than with common street thugs?" He really doesn't trust me or my abilities. I thought he'd take solace in the fact that I'm not the dog. "But yes I can do the patrol." At least it gets me out of this cave...
Without waiting for an answer she lifts off to leave. He's smart enough to know that he can answer while I leave and I'll still hear him, I'd wait around but from the sound of it I'm needed. She heads off in the direction of the gunshot she heard a mile away.

[nixonbat]

Digger Harkness was a happy man again. He had just won 5 large on a rugby match and it felt good to him. In the final minutes his team had performed 2 crucial scores to get the win. Digger was so elated he bought a round of drinks for the entire bar. The atmosphere was warm and friendly...everyone seemed to enjoy the generosity of 'Mr. Franklin.' And Digger knew how to host a good party graciously. It was one of his charms. He was, after all, a man of action . Whether it was gambling, robbery, women, parties, or battles, Digger preferred to be in the thick of things. He liked the action. When he came up a winner, he celebrated, when he lost, he chalked it up to experience and moved on to find his next action. He lived an exciting life and he enjoyed it.

Harkness had found his calling life early and counted himself lucky. He had felled the original Flash with a boomerang at an exhibition and his course in this life was set. He was a mover and shaker in the fast track. A man of action and nobody's fool. Although he had encountered losses and setbacks, he had few regrets about how he had lived his life. He felt himself to be a fortunate individual that lived life on his own terms.

The news came on..."CNN Africa reporting...John Stewart has declared success in his righting of the affairs in the region of Nigeria... his efforts have had positive results throughout many troubled areas on the African continent even extending to long troubled Rwanda. There are, however, still certain factions that continue to resist the forced peace. Governmental peace keeping forces are attempting to quell recent protests by partisan factions that are opposed to outside interference...."

Digger took note of the broadcast. He would have to see if there was work available among the disgruntled parties involved. He'd be willing to work either side of the fence...they just needed to have cash.

He sipped his drink and pondered the possibilities...


TO BE CONTINUED.....


OOC: Ready anytime Twy...looking forward to actually interacting with another player....lol. I think we can have our arc done before you leave for your Grandparents anniversary. Cya.

[Twitch]

I think about this for a moment: would she be ready to face some of the worst Gotham has to offer? Considering how bad the situation is here at the moment, I'm not sure if I have much choice.

"There has been a break out in Arkham Asylum. ALL of it's inhabitants have escaped. While the rest of us and the GCPD are going to get the dangerous one's, the rest of the city will be at risk. The police will be too spent with Arkham to handle any other happenings that could happen. I want you to basically do patrolling around the city, handeling the other things while we're handling Arkham. Think you can do it?"

"I can help you with the big ones Bruce." said Tim coming up behind them.

"I might not be at 100% but I can still fight."

[twylight]

"I'm not really in the mood for baby-sitting, but what the hell...."

*Green Lantern beams Robin to Wayne Manor*

"There. Now I have some plans to work on..."

Dinah turned to see the chair Tim had occupied as empty.

Smiling she said "Do you answer every girls request so fast? Anyway, thanks, I'll see if I can do anything for you, when I get back."

She walked to the Pilot's seat and prepped for take-off.

half an hour later as the plane took to the air from the small island, Dinah leaned back with a slight sigh of relief. Tim was taken care of, however the situation in Gotham had her worried, she was sure Bruce and Dick could handle it.

Standing up she retrieved a glass of water and picked up some papers on Digger Harkness.


Hours later Dinah set the plane down on a small dirt runway on the outskirts of a town. After taxiing it near what looked like what used to be a hanger, and now what looked like a building made of toothpick, she picked up her bags. Stepping out of the plane the heat seemed to roll over her.

Walking to the road she flagged down a beat up truck to get a ride into town on.


OOC: Not a great post, but hopefully it'll get this rolling..

[Supergirl]

Supergirl gets to where the gunshot went off, and finds a teenage girl, probably around her own age, bleeding from her stomach.
I have to get her to Gotham Metropolitan Hospital, and soon, or she'll die. Then I'll find out who shot her and why. Supergirl lifts the teen and flies fast, but not too fast to the hospital. The doctors start to prep the surgery to remove the bullet, but Kara interupts.
"I can see the bullet and remove it much quicker than you can, let me try please?"
They step aside, and using her X-ray vision, Kara pinpoints the bullet and uses forceps to quickly remove it. "There you go, sirs. Now, I'll just cauterize the wound so you can stitch it up easier" With that she uses her heat vision to lightly cauterize the gunshot and seal the wound for the moment. Before the doctors can thank her she's out the window, bullet in hand. Less than four minutes had passed since she had found the girl.
Hmmm, the caliber matches a .44.
She does a quick sweep of the area where she found the girl and only one person was hiding a concealed weapon.

[nixonbat]

OOC: Welcome to balmy Africa !!! I'm not into hitting females, but you'll be an exception. heh. Seriously though, looking forward to seeing what you do with Dinah...it's been awhile since either of us have dealt with other players in combat, so I'm looking forward to the chess aspects of our encounter. Cya round little birdie.

[Karem-Knight]

Somewhere in a dark alley a strange dark figure lurks in the shadows with a trench coat, suddenly a mugger came


“Give me ya money!”

“Why?” came the quiet reply

“Then I’ll slit your………” the man couldn’t finish because the figure already shot him


The figure came out of the shadows………..


Thomas Elliot was back HUSH was back and he had big plans for a giant BAT!

[DarkKnightJRK]

"I can help you with the big ones Bruce." said Tim coming up behind them.

"I might not be at 100% but I can still fight."

"I'm know you can, Tim, but perhaps you should have Alfred look over your injuries first."

[Twitch]

"I'm fine Bruce."I said firmly and a little annoyance in my voice. I stopped myself, I never take that kind of tone with Bruce. What happend to me? I brushed it aside and put on a mask of intent.

"Ready to go whenever you are."

[MST3K 4ever]

Luthor finished testing the new suit and he was more than satisfied with the results.

He told Dr. McCall to keep it in safe storage for now and for some reason he couldn't figure out why he told her not to tell anyone that it worked so well. That if anyone asked about it she was to say there were technical problems and that it would be months maybe even years before it was back up and running. Failure to follow these orders would result in her termination.

As Luthor went to his office all he kept feeling was the Power in that suit....unreal....I can feel that power in me now...calm down Lex this is not the way for a business man to act...it's the suit...or was it me the whole time?

(OOC: Cue a very slow version of "The Imperial March) :cool:

[PFunk2]

John returned to the JL's watchtower (old version) and walked thru it's halls to see and talk with Jo'nn on a few things.

"Seeing that the Martian hasn't returned any of my comms just doesn't suit him." he thinks to himself. "Meaning that he's either busy or is elsewhere. Ether way I'm about to find out." John adds as he knocks on the door to Martian's Manhunter's quarters.

"Hey. Jo'nn. You there?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

There's something wrong with Tim. I can tell. He sounded almost...annoyed. I can kind-of get why if he feels he's not too injured to fight, but normally he would at least keep a tone of respect. Now he almost sounds like a kid mad at his parent or something to that effect.

I should talk to him, but I can't right now. The Arkham inmates are still out and we have to put them back in the Asylum before the whole city dies.

"If you think you're up for it, then come with me. I'm sure you've been informed of what's happened." I turn on my comm to Barbra, "Barbra, is there any word on any of the Arkham inmates?"

[SuperFerret]

Superman stirred, groaning as he awoke. He felt as if he had been hit by a truck, but then again he had been hit by a truck once, and it didn't feel this bad. He looked around, taking in his surroundings.

He was in the BatCave. Batman and Robin stood over to the side talking about something, they both looked worried. Clark sat up.

"What happened?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

I'm so absorbed with my worry over Tim that I didn't notice Clark stirring until he spoke. I turned to him and told him what happened.

"You were hit with Scarecrow's fear gas. Luckily Kara found you and took you here so I could give you the antidote. That pain you're expirencing is just the antidote getting itself out of your system. Don't look so shocked that I know the sensation, I've had to take that antidote more times than I care to admit."

[SuperFerret]

I'm so absorbed with my worry over Tim that I didn't notice Clark stirring until he spoke. I turned to him and told him what happened.

"You were hit with Scarecrow's fear gas. Luckily Kara found you and took you here so I could give you the antidote. That pain you're expirencing is just the antidote getting itself out of your system. Don't look so shocked that I know the sensation, I've had to take that antidote more times than I care to admit."

"Feels like the cure is worse than the disease. Where's Kara?"

[Supergirl]

The person with the gun, was also a teenager; maybe 18 at the most.
Certainly, not old enough to be carrying that weapon. Kara thought. He had a look of fearful regret on his face. He sure looks like he just did something hes sorry for.
She lands about ten feet in front of him.
"What's wrong, man? You look like you just ran over a dog."
A look of shear terror jumps into the kid's eyes."Wuhwhuwhat do you want? I don't have anything to talk to you about! Leave me alone! You ain't no cop. You can't prove that I did anything!"
"You sure are defensive for not having done anything." With that the teen pulls out his gun and fires the remaining five rounds at Kara's chest. Rather than allow them to bounce off and hit innocent people she catches the shells in mid air. A quick microscopic look at the shells reveals them to be identical to the one she took out of the girl. She then quickly scoops up the boy and lifts him several hundred feet into the air.
"So, why'd you shoot her?"
The kid, now even more petrified with fear, loses control of his bladder and wets the front of his pants. "If I tell you, will you still kill me?"
Is this the effect that Batman has on the citizens of his town? Do they truly believe that he would kill them? I guess thats what being a "scary urban legend" is all about.
"We were dating... her parents didn't aprove of me anyway, but we didn't care. Last month we did it, and I didn't have any, you know, preperation... And she got well um pregnant. I'm not ready for it, and she's not ready for it. I wasn't thinking, it was emotions only running through my head. Anger and fear mostly. I grabbed my dad's gun and shot her on our way home from the movie tonight. I didn't think I'd get caught, I was going to blame it on a mugger, there are alot of them around Gotham. Oh god, I don't wanna die. Please don't kill me."
Wow. This kid was so scared of the future that he just ruined three lives to lose the very same thing. "I won't kill you, but I AM going to take you to the station, where you're going to confess, or I won't make the same promise for Batman"

[RoseRedStrauss]

Oh no, the sedatives wearing off, what am I going to be able to do if he gets violent with me?

Lol, imagine the implications of that line will ya? ::wink wink:: Clark's gonna get it on.

[Supergirl]

Lol, imagine the implications of that line will ya? ::wink wink:: Clark's gonna get it on.
We're from Krypton, not Alabama! :mad:

[RoseRedStrauss]

You're a super hero that flys in the skies wearing a skirt, what does that tell you about Super Girl. haha, jkjk.

[Twitch]

While Bruce was talking to Superman I quietly retreated to the wepons room to restock. My hands touched and got smoke genades, flying discs, and small bombs. When I finished I went to the costume room and donned a fresh suit.
Then I went back to stand by Bruce.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barbara Gordon

"Barbra, is there any word on any of the Arkham inmates?" Batman's voice buzzes in my ear.

"Hold on a sec will you?" I search up all them, "Okay, Joker and Twoface are not causing any trouble at the moment, apparently atleast.Killer Croc, is reportedly out on a man-killing spree. Posion Ivy is causing Havoc in Robison Park;she's enlarged the surrounding trees and has their branches hit pedestrains-wow.erm...yeah that's it for now. You guys better get out there quick."

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Feels like the cure is worse than the disease. Where's Kara?"

"You'd prefer hallucinations of pure terror that could cause your heart to collapse over a little nausia? I asked Kara to keep a patrol for us while we're handling the escaped Arkham inmates."

"Hold on a sec will you?" I search up all them, "Okay, Joker and Twoface are not causing any trouble at the moment, apparently atleast.Killer Croc, is reportedly out on a man-killing spree. Posion Ivy is causing Havoc in Robison Park;she's enlarged the surrounding trees and has their branches hit pedestrains-wow.erm...yeah that's it for now. You guys better get out there quick."

"Right, we'll split up for this. Superman, you take Croc. Robin and I will take care of Posion Ivy."

[Batman]

While waiting for her to respond I connect the link to Nightwing. Batman said to contact him...that must mean he's alright.But still...I fear for him, he's not exactly the most carefull man in tights out there, "Nightwing? BAd news. Reportedly ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped.Batman neeeds you to be on the look out. And try not to get yourself involved in situations which will have you returning to the cave unconscious, or worse..."

OOC:Sorry about the delay.....I was outta town yesterday......

IC:

"ALL?!?!?!"

Before Nightwing could get an answer from Barbara,He made a sharp turn,going into a shortcut,that lead to Arkham.

All Of them.....that was bad.

The Riddler,Joker,Two-Face,Mad Hatter,Mr.Freeze,and even more that couldnt be counted in his head.

He began to think about what The Joker was going to do........realising that he could try to go after Barbara again.

With that in mind,Nightwing revved up the cycle,and TRIPLED his original speed.

He wasnt going let Gotham become an even BIGGER hellhole than it already was.

He re-connected with Barbara.

"Wheres Bruce?And whats the current situation over at Arkham?"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Arkham is empty I suppose...And Batman and Robin are on their way to Robison Park where Posion Ivy has the surrounding plants acting all weird; that is hitting people with branches, using their defense mechanisms against ANY human. Seriously, this sounds like something right out of Sci-fi!" I take another sip of my coffee and realize it will need a filling, "Superman is heading towards Croc-who is busy wiping out anything in his path. The rest are pretty inactive at the moment. Joker and Two Face for one. I have reason to believe Harley is with Joker...probably concocting some big scheme. And by the way, shouldn't you be doing something other than driving high speed with that toxin still running through your veins?!"

[Twitch]

"Right, we'll split up for this. Superman, you take Croc. Robin and I will take care of Posion Ivy."

I rush to my bike and start up the engine. Bruce says good bye to Superman and jumps into the Batmobile. I wait impaiently as the Batmobile turned to the right direction. Bruce gave me the signal and I sped out of the cave with him behind me.

[Batman]

"I'll be fine."

Nightwing never really worried about himself.He'll be damned if hes gonna start worrying for his own safety now.

"Alright....I need to know where I can help out.Is there anyone else thats running loose?Otherwise,Im heading straight to Arkham..."

He then realises something.

"Wait.....Superman's in Gotham?"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Uh huh. Batman obviously was...not himself and Gotham needed protection.So I called up the only person I know that could neversay no to helping other;Superman. Bruce took it better than I expected."

I look up the map and trace Batman and Robin heading towards the park and Superman still flying over Gotham, "I can't say. Go wherever you like.Though I'm sure Superman is more than capable to handle Croc."

[Batman]

"Well thats good.We need all the help we can get."

Nightwing realises hes forgetting about Arkham.

"Im almost at Arkham.Are there any inmates still there?Or have they all gone into Gotham?"

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"hhmm...as far as I know...the GCPD is still searching the building and surrounding areas.They have reported all the ones they have found missing...but they're still searching for more..."

[Supergirl]

After dropping off the teen at the local precinct, Kara started her patrol again.
[deepskyblue] I still feel pretty worthless, I know I could handle bigger threats, but for some reason Batman still doesn't trust me.[/color]
As she flies through the skies above Gotham, she noticed smoke billowing from the local Stetson hat factory. She zips down to the fire, which is on the verge of going out of control.
"Anyone in there?"
"No I don't think so, Supergirl; but my men and I can't get close enough to it to put it out."
"I'll see what I can do."
With that she quickly used her X-Ray vision to scan the blaze for signs of life, not seeing any she went near it and inhaled as hard as she could, sucking all the oxygen near the blaze to put the fire out. However, she also sucked in a lungful of the smoke. "hackhackcough there I think I got it small enough for you guys coughhackcough" Geez and people inhale smoke intentionally? And they pay for it?
"Thank you Supergirl, we're lucky you were in town."
"Not a problem, captain. Keep doing a great job."
Just then she notices a hat tag near the ruins, it read 10/6. Knowing, from the files she'd seen in the databanks at the fortress, this must belong to Tetch, The Mad Hatter.
Maybe tonight will be interesting after all.

[DarkKnightJRK]

After a few minutes of high speed chasing, we get to Robertson Park. I leap out of the Batmobile and Robin steps off his cycle. We both scan the area, surprisingly, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.

"Stay close, Robin. We might be heading into an ambush."

With that, huge (to say the least) vines pop out of the ground.

Sometimes, rarely, but sometimes, I hate being right all the time.

The vines wrap around both of our arms and legs and suspend us from six feet in the air. Sundenly, a figure comes out of the background. A woman, wrapped in a leafy corset that barely keeps her figure covered. Poison Ivy.

"Hello again, lover. While I hate for this to happen, I have no choice but to kill you and your little child now.

[Batman]

IC:Barb Gordon

"hhmm...as far as I know...the GCPD is still searching the building and surrounding areas.They have reported all the ones they have found missing...but they're still searching for more..."

"Alright,Im going there,to se....."

Nightwing hears screams,coming from the middle of the city.Not just one,but several screams.

"Somethings come up in the city.I'll keep you updated."

Nightwing raced towards Gotham.....and while he had no idea who...or what,was causing the screams....He realised the air was getting colder.

In fact,if he didnt know any better.....it was starting to snow.

[Twitch]

After a few minutes of high speed chasing, we get to Robertson Park. I leap out of the Batmobile and Robin steps off his cycle. We both scan the area, surprisingly, nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.

"Stay close, Robin. We might be heading into an ambush."

With that, huge (to say the least) vines pop out of the ground.

Sometimes, rarely, but sometimes, I hate being right all the time.

The vines wrap around both of our arms and legs and suspend us from six feet in the air. Sundenly, a figure comes out of the background. A woman, wrapped in a leafy corset that barely keeps her figure covered. Poison Ivy.

"Hello again, lover. While I hate for this to happen, I have no choice but to kill you and your little child now.

I struggle a little bit and the vines tighten but I keep calm. I then look over at Bruce to hear his reply to Ivy. My hand tries to get to my ultility belt. Come on Bruce keep her focused on you.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I glance quickly to Tim, who's struggling with the vines, his expression telling me what I need to do.

"You're going back to Arkham, Isley. Perhaps you can tell me how everyone else got out." She walks towards me, putting extra emphis on her hips. Trying to distract me with her looks.

"Since you asked so nicely, I belive Harley did, she said something about needing to talk to her 'Puddin'.' Now that we've got that done, I'll just give you, my winged lover, the kiss of death. I'd do the same for the child, but I'm not into jailbait so I'll just let the vines squese him to death..."

As she walked closer towards me, the vines on me lower to her height and she starts puckering her lips together. I hope Robin hurrys up...

[Twitch]

Got it! I slashed through the vines and they dropped me and as I hit the ground I send a disc through Bruce's vines. Bruce grasps Ivy and Headbutts her to give him some room.

"You alright" I said towards Bruce.

[Phantasm]

IC:Barbara Gordon.

Dick shuts off the comm but I can still see the tiny dot that marks him on the screen racing its way towards the heart of Gotham. He sounded alarmed;not a good sign.

I check up on Batman and Robin and see they are occupied with Ivy, and in no apparent distress. I connect the link to Supergirl as I see her walking aimlessly in the streets, "Supergirl, head towards the middle of the city,will you?"

[Batman]

Nightwing slowed down,and eventually had to jump off of his Bat-cycle when he saw what was up ahead......

Ice.

The streets were nothing but solid ice.

The Bat-cycle slid across it,and crashed through a nearby window.

Nightwing also noticed the buildings were covered in ice aswell.

He realised who was behind this.It was as obvious as the mask on his face.

"...Freeze...."

His breath was visible,due to the cold.

As Nightwing said this,it was almost precise timing,as Mr.Freeze came out from around a corner,freezing even more buildings,making sure nothing was left but snow and ice.

"FREEZE!"

Nightwing took out his billy clubs,and did a flip,landing in front of the slightly surprised Freeze.He almost lost his balance when landing,considering he was standing on ice.

"Your Mentor Learned This Lesson The Hard Way....."

Freeze took his freezing gun and proceeded to shoot towards Nightwing,who jumped out of the way.

".....Its MISTER Freeze."

Nightwing struggled to get up,as Freeze was heading towards him.By the time he got up,Freeze had already grabbed him by the throat,and threw him into a nearby wall.

Nightwing landed,hard,on his face,as Freeze stood in front of him.Nightwing looked at Freeze,whos dead,red eyes glowed out of his helmet.

"Freeze.....Dont do this.Your only going to kill them...."

"It doesnt matter."

Freeze pointed to the icy part of Gotham.

"This is my version of Paradise.Perfection.No Death,No Wars,No Fighting.Only my ruling.It is my version of a new earth."

Freeze pointed to the side that he hadnt frozen yet.

"Gotham is nothing but a wasteland.It is filled with Crime,Hatred,and Violence.Nothing that benefits the world and peace whatsoever.With My vision.......This is all in the past.If a few human lives are to be spared for it to become a reality,So Be it."

Nightwing stared at him.

"You'll murder hundreds of innocent people."

"I am saving them from a life of torture and pain.They do not deserve to be rotted away by what this world has to offer."

"Let them choose the way they want to live."

"They do not know what is good for them."

"And You Do?"

"Yes.........because I have realised that there is no way of improving the way we live......other than my own solution."

Nightwings eyes widened.Freeze had thought this through.

"Your Insane."

"For wanting to save a world from death and destruction?You,of all people,should know what evil this world has brought upon the citizens of Gotham.The only other person who would know this is Batman himself."

"Your solution is wrong.What your offering is the death of millions....perhaps billions....for your own sick and twisted world where you would rule.Your not offering a better world......your offering slavery and death."

Freeze seems....offended....by this.

"If You will not share my vision,You shall be destroyed from it."

Freeze lifted his gun,ready to fire once more.Nightwing leaped towards him.

This was going to be difficult......but he wasnt about to let Freeze destroy the world.








OOC:I dont want any help with this.I need at least ONE big supervillian battle while Im still in the game.:o

[RoseRedStrauss]

I wonder what Ivy does on her time w/ those vines. haha, jkjkjk.

[Phantasm]

OOC: OK.I'll amend my post.Thought it would have been a good time to give Supergirl something to do...GREAT post by the way. VERY in character fo rboth Freeze and Nightwing.

[Batman]

IC:Barbara Gordon.

Dick shuts off the comm but I can still see the tiny dot that marks him on the screen racing its way towards the heart of Gotham. He sounded alarmed;not a good sign.

I check up on Batman and Robin and see they are occupied with Ivy, and in no apparent distress. Supergirl, I see is wandering about the streets, "Supergirl, can you head towards the middle of the city?I think something's up over there."

OOC:Forget what I said earlier.......I have an idea.

[Batman]

OOC: OK.I'll amend my post.Thought it would have been a good time to give Supergirl something to do...GREAT post by the way. VERY in character fo rboth Freeze and Nightwing.

OOC:I didnt see that part of your post when I posted.:o

I need Supergirl,now that I think of it.So....that worked out.:up:

Thanks,BTW.

[SuperFerret]

"Right, we'll split up for this. Superman, you take Croc. Robin and I will take care of Posion Ivy."

Bruce and Tim were gone before I could reply, which is typical for Bruce. I fly out of the cave, following close behind them until open sky stretched out above me. Then I rocketed upwards, and used my telescopic vision (which was still weaker than normal) to search out Killer Croc. He was nowhere to be seen. He probably went underground, to the sewers.

My X-Ray Vision confirms my suspicion, he was almost directly underneath a McDonalds near the South Side of Gotham. I fly down to the street, then stopped to thwart a mugging, and then lifted a nearby manhole cover and lowered myself down into the sewers.

[DarkKnightJRK]

Got it! I slashed through the vines and they dropped me and as I hit the ground I send a disc through Bruce's vines. Bruce grasps Ivy and Headbutts her to give him some room.

"You alright" I said towards Bruce.

"Yeah." I notice Ivy running away, so I throw a Batarang right into her direction, just missing her and hitting a tree: perfect distraction.

"You bastard! You've hurt the tree! I can hear it's wailing, it's pain from it's wound. I am not going to stand and allow you to--"

That's when she notices that I disapeared from where she saw me and realized that I'm right behind her. She realizes this when I grab her arm and throw her to the ground, landing stomech first. I quickly put a pair of hand-cuffs on her. I'm slightly surprised when she starts to laugh.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, lover! Did you think I would act alone here? You may not see my henchmen, but that is because they are underground. You see, my 'partner-in-crime' is...the Earth itself!"

At that a hand appears from the ground...a green, leafy, hand. The hand starts to grow an arm and then a head and then a torso and then I realize what she's done: she has manipulated the ground to create her own goons!

[Twitch]

I threw a Batarang towards the goon but It absorbed it.

"BRUCE KNOCK HER OUT!" I shouted as I tried to keep the goons off me.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I threw a Batarang towards the goon but It absorbed it.

"BRUCE KNOCK HER OUT!" I shouted as I tried to keep the goons off me.

"The child is right."

Before I can react she's on me. She somehow got the cuffs to face her front is stranglling me with the chain.

"But you won't do it. From this moment on...you're mine..."

She then sprays a mist onto my face: her mind-control pheromones. Before it can reach my system I grab her from behind my back, step back as fast as I can and throw myself onto the tree, sandwiching Ivy. She lets out a yelp of pain and releases herself from me.

I fall down onto my knees, willing myself to not let the pheromones take control. I use all the strength I have...I...I can't...

My control leaves me and pheromones handle the body. With a gleam of satasfaction, she wraps herself to the front of me, looking at Robin.

"You're a young man, so before you die I will give you a little tip--a "Motherly-Earth" advice, if you will: Women can control a man so easily it's not even funny. She turns around me and whispers in my ear, "Lover, be a dear and kill that boy for me."

My body then starts to run towards Robin and if I had the ability I would kick myself for losing my control. I just have to fight this, and hopefully Tim can stop me before I hurt him...I can't hurt any of them. If that would happen...

[batnkevlar]

Somewhere in a dark alley a strange dark figure lurks in the shadows with a trench coat, suddenly a mugger came


“Give me ya money!”

“Why?” came the quiet reply

“Then I’ll slit your………” the man couldn’t finish because the figure already shot him


The figure came out of the shadows………..


Thomas Elliot was back HUSH was back and he had big plans for a giant BAT!

OOC: You didn't even wait for me to give the okay to you to play... I don't want Hush in this, cuz I think he's useless without ebough Batman Rogues... so EDIT your post and DELETE it...