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

[Twitch]

I was lying here for 4 hours when I finially had the strengh to get on my one leg and hop to the elevator and push for the ground floor. I got in and the elevator went down to my stop. I got into the car and converted the systems to Autopilot. My destination Dr. Leslie. I'm going right under the enemy's nose but I have no other choice.

OCC: That wasn't much but since Batman left me with two useless arms and a broken ankle...... :wolverine :p :up:

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker spat out a wad of blood. Batman was really beating the hell out of him. He really needed to take some kung-fu classes or something, because having Batman kick the snot out of him every time they met was beginning to get very tiresome.

But just as he thought he was going to black out, he spotted none other than Harvey Dent, pointing a gun at Batman! This would provide the distraction he needed. The Joker quietly opened the door to the fire truck, and pulled out a wrench from inside. He swung forward, smacking Batman across the back of the head with it, knocking him to the ground.

"Gooched! HA HA!"

The Joker dropped the wrench, and turned to Dent.

"Why thank you, Harv. But don't kill him yet. I have something special planned for him. Let's just make a hasty exit."

The Joker and Dent made a run for Dent's car. They got inside, and drove away at top speed.

[nixonbat]

OOC: OK...this makes two nights in a row I have worked on a post to have it eaten by the Hype. They need to fix this crap. This makes an hour total of work that I have been robbed of.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I pick myself off the ground and I saw them racing away. They're too far away to start chasing so I have to let them go.

I'm hurting like hell. I looked around, saw no one, and pulled off the cowl so I can check where Joker hit me. I felt around and looked at the hand: blood. That's not good.

I'll go to Leslie's, ask her to look at it.

With that, I press a button on my ultility belt, bringing the Batmobile to me. After a few moments I get inside and drive off.

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Guy I'm going away for a week and Keyser is in charge of Two Face for me so cya next monday!

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker and Two-Face finally brought the car to a halt just in front of the DA's office. The Joker threw his head back and laughed. He slapped Dent on the back amiably.

"Thanks for saving me, Harv! But one problem. Now Batman knows you're back to your old criminal ways."

"I'm not a criminal," hissed Dent, "You forced me too..."

"Do you think Batman's going to care about that?" laughed The Joker spitefully, "He sees you as a nut. He'll be glad to put you back in Arkham!"

The Joker got out the car, and then leant back in to continue talking to Dent.

"If I were you, I'd lay low for a while. Batman may know we're working together, but he has no evidence. Our plan may still work. I'll be in touch."

The Joker slammed the door shut, and headed back to his hideout - The Boon DOck Bar & Grill.

Once he got in, he turned on the new lights he'd had installed. Red grid lights along the ceiling. Very nice. The whole incident with Dent being exposed was...unfortunate. Dent's status as DA would be discredited, so framing Bruce Wayne would be more difficult. But as he had said, The Bat had no evidence. Their plan could still work.

The Joker sat down, giving a grimace of pain as his back cracked back into place after being thrown out by Batman earlier. For now, The Joker would continue with his plan. He had already decided on his next victim...

[twylight]

OOC: OK...this makes two nights in a row I have worked on a post to have it eaten by the Hype. They need to fix this crap. This makes an hour total of work that I have been robbed of.

OOC: DOn't worry,,Dinah can't go anywhere without you, Oh Arc master. ;)

[SuperFerret]

OOC: OK...this makes two nights in a row I have worked on a post to have it eaten by the Hype. They need to fix this crap. This makes an hour total of work that I have been robbed of.

OOC: I've had that happen. I use Microsoft Word for my bigger posts. Just in case.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I'll be posting the mission briefing for Rudy later tonight. I just got B:TAS vol 3 and I'll be busy for a couple hours. :D

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Hmm. I didn't get to post last night, but nobody seems to have noticed. What's the deal? Most of the players go through this forum at least once a day. It's not too much trouble to post at least once to keep your character (and the thread) going.

[Spike_x1]

Rudy didn't sleep that night. He wanted to be aware at all times, and thanks to a meditative relaxation technique he had picked up from Wayne, Rudy wasn't even very tired. He'd figured the reason why the room was so cold was because his new employers wanted to keep his energy absorption in their complete control, and technically, cold is deemed to be the lack of energy.

He heard the lock to the refrigerated room unclick on the other side. Deadshot walked in once again. "Alright Parasite, I'll cut to the chase." Floyd leaned back against a wall and lit a cigarette. He took a drag on it and looked sternly at the Parasite. "You ever heard of a competition called 'Meta-Brawl'?"

"That's where a bunch'a freaks duke it out, right?" Rudy replied.

Lawton rolled his eyes at the crude answer. The Parasite may have the collective intelligence of Batman & Lex Luthor, however he rarely put those smarts to good use. "For lack of a better phrase... Yes. You see, Rudy, we're sending you to the House in Nevada. Once there, you're going to register for the meta-brawl fights." Lawton took another drag.

Rudy exhaled a cloud of frozen air. "There a point to that, or do ya just wanna give me a workout?"

"You're going to fight and climb the ranks until you get to fight Hank Henshaw. He's our main target. You're gonna take. Him. Out."

"Cyborg? Why?"

"You don't ask the questions here, Jones. You just take orders."

"What do I get in return, huh? Early parol?"

"We're under new management, Parasite. What you'll get if you don't cooperate is a lobotomy with a rusty fork. If you're lucky, that is."

The Parasite considered his options under the current circumstances. "Meta-Brawl sounds just fine to me. When do I leave?"

[Twitch]

I got to Leslie's place and kicked the door down.

"Tim!"

That's all I remember as I gave in to darkness

[DarkKnightJRK]

I dropped down from the sky to Leslie's Clinic. I noticed from the corner of my eye that the front door was open. Intrigued, I jumped down to the front door and was shocked to see the vision before me.

Leslie Thomkins, half-holding/half-dragging the shoulders of Tim Drake, now known as The Red Hood, to a medical bed.

"Bruce!" She yelled out, "Thank God you're here! Take his legs, we have to get him treated."

I do so and set him safely on one of the medical beds. Leslie looks him over, looking for his ills.

"His ankle was broken, and it seems like his arms are swollen, like the nerves were shut off," she says.

"Yes they were."

"How do you know?"

"Because I did it to him."

After a while, we ending up mostly healing him--my snapping the nerves back into place, her removing broken chips of the bone and putting his foot in a cast--and I argued with her whether he should be tied up or not.

"But he's one of us!" She yelled.

"No, he isn't. Not right now. Whatever happened to him in the past few weeks...he's just snapped. I'm going to do everything in my power to bring the old Tim back, and now's a perfect chance. I can't allow him to escape without reaching to him."

"...Alright. There's should be some rope in the cuberd next to you. Just make sure you don't tie the broken leg so tightly."

"I can't if it gives him leverage to escape."

"Do you really think he would try to attack us with a broken bone?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I would."

"...Point taken. Just tight enough to keep the foot in place, alright?"

I do so and soon enough, the sight of Tim Drake, mask completely off, tied by his arms and legs to a titanium chair, still unconchience.

Not really up for waiting all night, I put some water in one of Leslie's watering pots and throw it onto Tim's face. The first words Tim Drake hears is my sarcastic growl.

"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey."

[Twitch]

I come awake my face all wet. I tried to move but was held there until I realized I was tied up. I look up and see The Batman staring down at me.

"Oh great........you forgotten how to fight like a man?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

"I haven't forgotten, I just wanted to try and straighten this out, I just tyed you up so you would stay for the conversation."

[Twitch]

"Anything for a guy that dresses like a bat."

I leaned back getting comfortable

"I'm all ears."

[DarkKnightJRK]

At least he's cooperating.

"What happened to you Tim? Why did you become...this? You mentioned Zoom before, what did he have to do with this? Why are you doing this?"

[Twitch]

"Let's just say I needed a new face."

I took a breath

"As for Zoom he just showed me the door."

[Harlekin]

“Great Ceasar’s Ghost!”
“It’s okay Chief.”
“Don’t call me Chief.”
“I know.”

Slade looked at the man he had just killed, conversing with the very personification of Death. Perry White wasn’t an ordinary man, and neither was Lucius Fox, who had gotten tangled up talking to Boston Brand, Deadman. For some reason, Deathstroke, Deadman and Death had all ended up going to the same bar. He figured it was an elaborate scheme by the latter two.

“So did you speak to Elvis lately?”
“Yesterday.”
“So, what’s he like?”

Getting annoyed with the topic, Slade grabs his gun and aims it directly for Death, a grin on his face, acknowledging the futility of it all.

“Oh Slade, you know that won’t work.”

Instead of mingling into the discussion Slade turns his attention towards the television hanging in the corner of the bar. The lone bartender is zapping away, and Slade picks up snippets. “Influential Metropolis man, Perry White killed in assassination. Police are not excluding connection to the murder of Lucius Fox.”

Slade sighs at the news as he focuses his attention back to his companions. They are merely doing this to torture him, they do it with all of his worst victims. The ones he regrets the killing, the ones with a wife or family. They try to keep him off the killing track, but it has been to no avail.

When she walks out of the bathroom, it is like every sense in his body explodes, and the torturous spirits disappear as she takes the seat across from him.

“Hello father.”

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Let's just say I needed a new face."

I took a breath

"As for Zoom he just showed me the door."

"What do you mean, 'a new face?'"

[Harlekin]

"Rose."

The girl, no, the woman before him is dressed in an outfit similar to his as she puts the bloodied sword before him on the table.

"You were... quicker than I had expected."
"It was no... big deal."

Somewhere, a man will have found his daughter dead, and he swears revenge. They have killed his baby, the one thing in his life that he did good by. His daughter. His Lian. It took him two calls to find out who did it, and another to find out where she was hiding.

The crossbow bolt find itself firmly embedded in the wall beside her head. The two mercenaries look up to find him standing in the doorway, and the bar having emptied out its last few visitors. He drops the shades and fires another arrow, with no intent to miss.

[Keyser Soze]

6 year old Nancy Loomis had been convinced for quite some time now that there was a monster in her closet. When the light was out, she was terrified that the closet door would slowly creak open, and a pair of glowing red eyes would emerge out of the darkness. Then some dark, unimaginable beast would lurk out of that dark void, slowly crawling towards her. Nancy would want to scream, but her pleas for help would choke and die in her throat. Inside she would be screaming for her Mommy and her Daddy to come and help her but outside she'd be silently mouthing "No no no..." and there would be nothing she could do and the monster would take her away forever and she would never see Mommy and Daddy again!

But tonight, she wasn't frightened. There was a monster in her room. But he wasn't in the closet. He was sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Shhhhh....." said The Joker.

"Are you a clown?" asked Nancy.

"Well, you could say that," chuckled The Joker, "I'm here to make you laugh."

Nancy giggled.

"You see, Nancy," continued The Joker, "We're going to play a little joke on your Daddy."

"What kind of joke?" Nancy asked inquisitively.

The Joker smiled, taking a tiny little bottle out of his poclet.

"Have a drink of this and you'll find out..."

***

Stan Loomis was a popular celebrity in Gotham City. He presented a late night talk show, but was better known for his extensive charity work. Every year, he figureheaded a charity event designed to raise money to help children in need all over the world - from impoverished children in Africa to kids in Gotham who had been orphaned.

On this night, he had been at a Charity Ball with his wife, Gloria. They arrived home later than they'd planned, and found the babysitter sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

"Gloria, tell Sonia she can go home now," said Stan, "I'm going to go upstairs and check on Nancy."

Nancy was Stan's pride and joy, the most important thing in his life. His charity work for children stemmed from his own status as a father. Every night, he always had to say goodnight to little Nancy, even if she was already asleep. but when he opened her bedroom door on this night, his whole world came crashing down around him.

Nancy was dead. Her face contorted into a ghastly, horrifying grin. A small but lethal dose of Joker Venom. The Joker was long gone by this time. He left the same way he got in - through the bedroom window. The Joker loved the irony of a man famous for saving children being unable to save his own. But this irony didn't dawn on Stan Loomis.

He was too busy screaming.

[Harlekin]

"I'm sorry for your loss, Roy."
"Shut up, Slade."
"Put the crossbow away."
"No."
"Roy..."
"She's going to pay."

He caught the second crossbow bolt in mid-air, while the third hit him in the side. Two crossbows. Clever.

Rose had already stood up and grabbed the hilt of her sword, and turned to face her enemy. She had killed something dear not only to him, but to her as well, and she couldn't keep a single tear from rolling down her cheek. Slade had refused the contract, thinking it dishonorable to kill a child, but Rose strangely didn't have those qualms. Perhaps out of some need to prove herself to her father she wanted to finish the job her own brother had never got around to doing. Kill the Teen Titans.

The two moved like a ballet as Slade watched on, their moves were graceful, although Arsenal's experience was apperant, but rage was blinding him. As they circled each other carefully, he made a move towards his gun and she parried, hitting him in the side. He fired a bullet that hit her square in the shoulder.

Falling to the ground, Rose fell into his arms as he held her tight, his last connection to this earth was bleeding in his embrace. He could only vaguely hear the click of the gun near his head, but he made no move to stop what might come. Arsenal would not fire, and he didn't. Not tonight.

"Watch out for her Slade, because she's going to pay."

[Twitch]

"What do you mean, 'a new face?'"

"Do you have to have everything spelled out for you, dumbass I meant my mask."

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Do you have to have everything spelled out for you, dumbass I meant my mask."

"Was that all you wanted? To stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim? Is this why you threw away all you ideals? So you can stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim?"

[Batman]

OOC:MY GOD!!!

Joker is f**kin evil....:eek::eek:

I mean....A CHILD?!?!!?!?!?!

Hes a monster.....:eek:

























Great work,Keyser.:joker:

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: ...You mean you DIDN'T know that? :|

;)

Seriously, damn right ole' Keyser's doing good work. :joker:

[Batman]

OOC:Oh,I knew.

Ive just never seen him kill a child......er....wait.....

*remembers Jason Todd*

Uh...nevermind.

But yeah,Keysers a great Joker.:joker:

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Just incase some don't know, the "House" is a casino underneath the Nevada desert where supervillains can do what they want in order to have fun. It was run by a woman named Roulette, but I'm not sure if she's still around or not, so if anyone wants to inform me of her current status, I'd be grateful.

IC: The Parasite was given a jeep and was driving out to a supposedly abandoned military bunker out in the middle of nowhere. He was feeling a tad hungry, but the desert sun kept him fed well enough. He was in the form of one of the many nameless soldiers in his employer's business. In his disguise, Rudy had slicked back red hair and a clean shaven face. He currently wore a set of dark green shorts and a light brown T-shirt. He had been given access to a limited (but vast) amount of money through untracable government funds via multiple credit cards. Rudy was set to have a nice vacation in a hotel and casino made especially for people like him.

Almost two hours of driving off into the void of the desert, Rudy could see the seemingly abandoned military bunker in the distance. It took him another ten minutes before he slowed to a stop and got out of the jeep. Rudy cautiously walked to a large titanium set of doors and rapped his knuckles loudly on the metal surface that had been baking in the sun.

A moment later, a steel panel on the door spun around, revealing a monitor that exposed the face of a man who looked like Tommy Lee Jones from MIB. The man took one long look at Rudy's false playboy-like appearance and gave a slight sneer. "What is your business here?"

Rudy gave a tilted smile and replied "Name's Rudy Jones. You probably heard'a me by the name 'Parasite'. I'm here to have some fun with--" Rudy transformed his right hand into its normal purple clawed shape while the rest of him remained in human form. He grabbed a large wad of cash from his pocket and waved it infront of the monitor with his large purple hand to emphasize. "All'a this cash."

The 'Man in Black' looked impressed with the money shown to him and quickly opened the doors, giving the Parasite access to his target.

Rudy shifted his hand back into human form and climbed back into his jeep and drove into the gates of hell.

[Twitch]

"Was that all you wanted? To stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim? Is this why you threw away all you ideals? So you can stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim?"

"To prove I have what it taked to go over the edge......unlike you."

[RoseRedStrauss]

Ah, yea it's been awhile since I've come here. I've been really busy with what's been going on, ie. AP's, IB's, Internship presentations, and prom. If you've already bunnyed me it's cool, if you need to I'm fine with it. Anyways, I'm not exactly too into posting atm since school is so close to ending. I'll prolly take the time to look around later. Once again sry for the lack of posts.

[twylight]

OOC: Joker KILLED a little girl?!?!?!?!?! WHAT? :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:

[Batman]

OOC:^See?

Its shocking and sick at the same time,isnt it?






























Perfect for The Joker...:joker:

[Savage]

OOC: Yeah, Keyser is doin an awesome job with this.
Alright RoseRed. Don't know if I can write Zoom as good as you did though.
*It has been weeks since Linda's death. The entire league and myself have been searching everywhere on earth for Zoom. Everywhere. But we find nothing. Nothing. Where the hell could he have gone?*

*I get my suit ready for her funeral. Tidey myself up, comb my hair, fix my tie. I didn't bother to write a eulogy. This is something that has to come from the heart. You can't premeditate these things. I walk outside my room and the watchtower and Elongated man meets me out the door. Haven't been able to step inside my own house since the murder. Elongated man is one of my best friends and has hung out with me outside of the League. He knows Linda, he comes to our Thanksgiving dinners and Christmas parties. We're transported to earth and we take cab there as to not look suspicious.*

*The entire ride was quiet. Which I know is odd for the both of us but you have to understand the situation that we are in...Anyway, we get there. We decided to have the funeral out in the open. I was against it. Didn't want rain ruining this day but unexpectedly it's one of the most beautiful days that I have ever seen in my life. She would love this. I see her and my insides go hollow. This is even thougher than the past few weeks*

*We take our seats along with the rest of her family. Some of them don't exactly give me warm looks. They blame me partially and quite frankly I don't blame them. I wasn't there with her when she needed me the most...and it seems like I'm never there. They wondered why she stayed with me, and to tell you the truth, so did I. The late nights, rumors of me cheating on her, I was not a welcome addition to the family.*

*It doesn't matter to me though. I've tuned out everyone, even the priest going on with his "life after death" jargon. There's only me and her, the most beautiful human being on the planet and there was nothing I could do to protect her...and I can't help but shed a tear...some big, tough, superhero I am...It's my turn to get up on the podium. I take one long look at her and I'm ready...nothing is going to ruin this. Nothing...But that's when I look ahead, past the crying mother, leering father and brothers, and all the grieving family and all that is changed. I see him leaning there, smirk on his face, and my void is filled with nothing but scarring hot rage.*
IC:*I crack his jaw as quick as I look at him. He wasn't expecting me to go full power in public but I just don't care anymore. He took away my only reason to care and god help if he isn't gonna pay. I won't give him the chance to even realize what is happening to him.*

*He goes under my next punch and elbows me in the ribs and then to the back of my head. From there he hooks his arm around my neck and flips me over flat on my stomach. He then stomps my head into the dirt and leaves it there.*

Zoom-"This is you at your best? This is the long anticipated 'wrath' I've been lookin forward to? All that hype and for what? For some--"

*I need to shut him up now! He loses his balance when I dissapear from beneath his feet. Enough time for him to wake up with some broken ribs in a completely new environment, covered in debris, me on his chest, pounding away at his face. I grab his bolts and slam his head repeatedly into the cement floor of wherever we are. I'm not even sure, when all of a sudden he phases through and my face is slammed into the concrete. My arms are stuck in there and I look up in time to see his sledgehammer halfway through the air towards my head, big ass grin on his face. I phase through and into the basement and I still get a sledghammer to the side of the head, another shot to the knee and another to the back of the head, nearly knocking me out cold.*

Zoom-"*shaking his head*...look at you...Pathetic... GOD I am so f**king PISSED!"
*Get up.*
Zoom-"WHAT a dissapointment!"
*Come on get up. Your eyes are still open. It's not over yet. Get up*
Zoom-"I have been planning this for ooooh so long and you don't even put up a good fight! Do you have any idea how insulting that is to me?! Do you?!"
*I can't do it.*
Zoom-"GOD!:mad:"
*Linda, I'm sorry, I can't do it.*
Zoom-"Well...We've had alot of good times together Wally. I'm not gonna deny it...It's a shame it had to end this way. I was expecting something more...climactic. This big battle of speed forces. The clash of the titans. But *shrugs*...this'll do nicely.:D. *He swings the sledgehammer back*"
*I'm sorry.*

*SLACK!*
Zoom-"...What?!"
*Zoom looks down to see that he has hit nothing but concrete*
Zoom-"No...Nooo, no, no, no, no, no. Where are you? Stop hiding you son of a b**ch! Where are you?!...NOOO!!! NO, NO, NO, NO! DAMN IT! NO! MOTHERF**KER! *throwing a temper tantrum and throwing his sledghammer*. SO CLOSE! SO F**KING CLOSE! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!"

*I wake up in the watchtower, tubes coming out the wazoo. Ralph sitting next to my bed, staring at the floor, fist over mouth.*
Flash-"...r...ralph?"
Elongated-Man-"Oh thank god! *he gives me a big hug.*"
Flash-"OW! Watch it man!"
Elongated-Man-"Sorry! You just looked like a goner man."
Flash-"...what happened?"
Elongated-Man-"One minute you were on the podium ready to give your eulogy and the next you were gone. Nobody knew what happened. You just dissapeared. Your niece mentioned that she saw the Flash there but he looked different and I called the Watchtower right away."

*Zoom. The events hit me like monster truck and I try to get up but Elongated keeps me down.*
Elongated-Man-"Woah! Dude! You're in no shape to get up!"
Flash-"I'm fine. It's just a little headache."
Elongated-Man-"Headache my ass. J'onn said he saw you laying face first in your own blood with Zoom about to slam in the final nail. He got you out of there before your head became a jigsaw puzzle."
Flash-"Well I'm fine now. Everything is superfast remember?"

*I rip the tubes off and get off the bed. Still a little sore but it'll pass.*
Elongated-Man-"Where do you think you're going?"
Flash-"I must find Zoom. I had my chance and I blew it by being hot-headed. I won't let that happen again."
Elongated-Man-"Well Eastwood, before you go looking for trouble, don't you think you should, I dunno, PLAN it first?"
Flash-"...."
*He's got a point there. Damn, aren't I ever right?"

Elongated-Man-"You rejected our help before and look where that got you. The next time you face Zoom, you're not doing it alone. You are just going to have to put your vendetta aside."



OOC: Was actually plannin on killin em both off but I can't do that to RoseRed.:D

[Batman]

Nightwing was taken into the throne room once more.....by request.

Ras looked at him.

"Ah,The Detective.You Think You Had Won The Duel,Didnt you?"

Nightwing just stood,silent.

"Well?"

"Stop calling me Detective."

Ras stared at him.

"We've been over this....You dont have a choice in the matter."

"I WOULDNT have a choice.......If Gotham was really in danger."

Ras raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"You never put a bomb under the Clocktower.You nver had access to one.You did this to test me.To see if I truly could be your successor......RAS successor.You were bluffing this whole time."

Ras stood.

"Very Good,Detec..."

"Dont call me that."

Ras frowned.

"I may not have a bomb at my disposal in Gotham City,but you forget......I have hundreds of thousands of ninjas at my disposal."

"Thats the other thing I wanted to mention."

Nightwing stepped closer.

"....You dont."

"What?"

"Ra's Al Ghul was a man that lived for over 600 years.While his actions were....questionable.....He did have a certain code of honor.He led his legue of shadows as a true leader,even if he was evil."

"What is your point?"

Nightwing stepped even closer.

"Your NOT Ras Al Ghul."

Ras raised another eyebrow.

"Dont act surprised.It was a matter of putting the clues together.The way you acted,these tests,you killed Nyssa,you took me instead of Batman.......This wasnt Ras Al Ghul."

Nightwing looked Ras right in the eye.

"The Real.....TRUE Ras Al Ghul would've actually made a bomb,taken it to Gotham,hid it under the Clocktower,and taken BATMAN....not me.Because Batman was one of a kind.He was the only one worty of Ras throne.Ras wouldnt've just handed it over to the next person in line......thats where you failed."

Ras eyes widened slightly.Nightwing smiled.

"The real clue was when I cut your arm.It turned to dust.If Ras WAS alive,he would've been completley restored by the Lazurus Pit.But not you...."

Nightwing smirked.

"...Clayface."


Ras/Clayface looked up at him.And instead of getting mad...He smiled.

"Very good,Nightwing.Very..........VERY Good."

Ras body slowly melted,into Clayfaces true form.He was exposed for the monster he truly was.

"Give it up,Clayface.Its over........I won."

"HAHAHAHAHA....You think so?!?!?!?Well,Birdy Boy,YOUR WRONG.You see,You've only learned......HALF....Of The truth."

Nightwing raised an eyebrow.

"You see....Im not ALL of Clayface.Im only about a fourth of em......The rest a me is still in Gotham."

"Why?Why take over Ra's Al Ghuls empire?Why kidnap ME?"

Clayface smiled.

"Because I needed to make the performance believable.I studied up on The Demons Head once I came up with this BRILLIANT sceme."

"Brilliance is hardly a word I'd associate with you..."

"Laugh it up,Wing.Even YOU were surprised when you heard about it from Ubu."

Nightwings eyes widened.

"You knew about that?"

"Of course.You see,I have these little bits of clay residue all over the castle....watching....listening.....to anything and everything that goes on in here.By the way...I LOVED your little pathetic attempts at calling Batman.You seem to forget we're about 200,000 miles from Gotham City,give or take...."

"That still doesnt explain why you kidnapped me."

"I did it because Batman would be less of a threat to me.He,for sure,would make his way through The League Of Shadows.....and then to me.But you,however,I didnt expect.So,I kidannped you with this ole offer,and then sent you through a bunch of these tests.....Hoping to kill you in the process,but I must say....You did better than I expected."

"Why Ras Al Ghul?What was so special about him?"

"What're you,nuts?Money and power.Ra's Al Ghul controls a friggin ARMY of ninjas,and hes got a fortune that could rival Bruce Waynes....."

Clayface looked at Nightwing,with an evil smile.

"....Or should I say,Batman's?"

Nightwings eyes widnened.

"How did y..."

"When I took on this role,I got more than Ras Al Ghuls empire.......I got his secrets.Oh,and I know alot more than that.I know about Tim Drake,Barbara Gordon,Jean Paul Valley.....and Dick Grayson."

Nightwing frowned.

"So....You know everything,basically.Right?"

"Yep.And,to boot,I get to keep all that....AND the money."

"Not If I Stop You."

Nightwing lunged forward as Clayface started to form a weapon for his hand.

The final test was about to start.

OOC:One more post,and I should be on my way back to Gotham....

OOC:Sorry for the delay.....Ive been busy.This is the final post in my arc before I start a new one.

IC:


Nightwing lunged at Clayface.....powerful,and determined to end this once and for all.

Clayface grabbed him by the leg in mid air,and threw him into a nearby wall.

As Nightwing got up,he spotted the weapons of which were taken from him.

He had to get to them...

Clayfaces hands turned into a hammer,and a blade.

"Is that the best you can do,Wing?"

He swung the hammer at Nightwing,who dodged.

He swung the blade at Nightwing,who...again....dodged.

Determined to get his weapons back,Nightwing took a chance......and DOVE right through Clayface.

Before Clayface could think to harden his skin,Nightwing blasted out of his back,and landed behind him.

Taking Ra's sword that Clayface had used in his "performance" as him,Nightwing sliced off Clayfaces arms,which went straight at him once he got near the throne,where his weapons were.

"AGGGH!!!"

Taking the opprotunity,Nightwing dived after his gauntlets and billy clubs,before being snatached by Clayfaces newly formed arms.

"Got'cha!"

Nightwing struggled to get his weapons,as he was being pulled back by Clayface.

Come on,Grayson....You can do this.Just a little further....

Nightwing stuck his arm out as far as he could,and managed to grab one of his gauntlets.

"No use.Your done for,Grayson."

Clayface pulled Nightwing into his body,attempting to suffocate him.As Nightwing struggled to get out,Clayface massed his own form,making himself even bigger and stronger.

"YOUR DEAD,GRAYSON!!!Once Im done with you.....Im taking Gotham for myself.Starting with the redhea....AAAHHHHH!!!!"

A Grappling hook shot out of his head,latching onto the roof.Within seconds,Nightwing was pulled out of him,and was dangling above Clayface.

"Your not going to make it to Gotham."

Unleashing a crapload of electric mini-batarangs onto Clayface,Nightwing swung from the grapnel,and landed right by the rest of his weapons.

By the time Clayface recovered,Nightwing was finally geared up,and kicked him in the face.

"You know what electricity does to Clay?"

Nightwing sent a right hook to him.

"...It depends.It can melt it......or......in your case...."

Nightwing sent a backhook,and a roundhouse kick to Clayface.

"...HARDEN it."

Nightwing produced regular Batarangs,and threw them into Clayface,cracking his body,slightly.

"N...NO!!!Electricity doesnt harden Clay....thats absurd!!"

"Not when the electricity is coming from frozen steel."

"WHAT?!?!"

"You kept my weapons too close to the wall......and we're on a SNOWY mountain.You do the math."

Clayface was cracking even more......He was breaking apart....until finally....

-CRACK-

Clayface EXPLODED into dust.

He would survive.....but he wouldnt be going anywhere any time soon.

As Nightwing went for the door,He noticed that more clay was coming into the room.

"Oh crap......the clay residue...."

CLayface mentioned he had kept little bits of clay around the castle,to monitor everything.And now,because of them,he was reforming.

Clayface was beginning to form back into his old self,only now.....since he had more clay in him than before,he was stronger than ever.He was still mishapen,but he was getting back.

"G..r...Ay....So...N!!!!"

He grabbed Nightwing,and was forcing him back in.

Whats worse was....Nightwing didnt have any more electric batarangs left.

Dammit...Hes going to win.I cant....no....I WONT let him.

Touching a certain compartment on his gauntlet,Nightwing hesitated.....but he had no choice.

Taking out his One time use 1,000 volt tazer,He stuck it into Clayface,and dove out of the way,as Clayface was shocked into oblivion.

By the time the tazer had run out,Clayface was nothing but a liquid puddle.

He was still alive,though,as He slithered his way into an air vent.

But he wasnt going to be able to reform.


Nightwing dropped to his knees.

Finally.....after all of this time.....it was over.

He didnt know how long,exactly,He'd been held capitve......But everyone was probably worried sick.

How in the hell was he going to get back?!?!

Then,Ubu entered.

"What happened?"

Nightwing looked up at him,sweating.

"He...Clayface.It was Clayface."

"Who?"

"A shapeshifter.Batman and I had delt with him before......But hes done."

"So.....It really wasnt my master,as I had suspected?"

"Nope.Your masters still dead......And I guess.....Your the new leader of the league of shadows."

"No."

Nightwing raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"I am not the one worthy of his empire."

"But your the one thats the most powerful,now.You should be leader."

"Nyssa is dead.There is only one that can lead us now."

Who the hell was he talking about?

"Who?"

"....Ra's Al Ghul."

Nightwings eyes widened.

They were going to revive Ra's....the REAL Ra's.

"But...You cant."

Ubu frowned.

"INFEDEL!I shall do as I please."

Ubu punched Nightwing,as everything went black.










"Ung..."

Nightwing woke up,on some sort of....docking bay.

Terrific.....Ubu had dropped him there,and went of to revive Ra's Al Ghul.

Well.....Bruce was certainly going to be happy about this.....

He checked his comm.link,to see if he could catch a ride.

No luck....as his comm.link was damaged.

Dammit.....

To top that,Nightwing didnt have the slightest clue as to where He was.

A stranger approched him,and started to speak in another lauguage.....but Nightwing could understand it.

(in another language)"Are you all right?"

(in same language)"Yes.Where am I?"

(language)"You are in South America."

South America?

Well....at least he wasnt far from North America....

(launguage)"I am from North America.I need to get back there.....is there any way?"

(language)"If you act quickly,I can sneak you aboard that ship,over there."

The man indicated a ship,which was carrying crates of unknown origin.

(language)"Will it take me back?"

The man nodded.

Within an hour,Nightwing was aboard the ship,heading back to the states.

It'd still take awhile to get back to Gotham,but hey.....it could be a hell of alot worse.

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Thanks again for the positive feedback guys. I really wasn't sure if I'd went too far that time. But then I thought I had to somehow top shooting a pregnant woman in the gut. But seriously, its great to know you are liking my work as The Joker. You are all great posters over here, and I can tell I'm going to continue to have a great time playing this RPG.

[Batman]

OOC:With The Joker,I dont think its possible to go too far........cause he'd probably do it anyway.:joker:

[twylight]

OOC: Yeah well...a 6 year old girl? :( :( :(

I'm tempted to have Dinah take him out. :(

[Batman]

OOC: Yeah well...a 6 year old girl? :( :( :(

I'm tempted to have Dinah take him out. :(

OOC:You can have whatever's left when Dick is done with him.........:gg:

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker sat on the chair, in near total darkness.

"Life's funny, isn't it? One day, you can be on top of the world, full of hopes and dreams. The next day you can be dead. Or maybe you just wish you're dead, your whole life ruined. Or maybe, just maybe, you could wind up going totally bonkers- just like me! HA HA!"

The Joker let out a dark, sinister giggle.

"But that's what I've always said. All it takes is one bad day. One bad day, and anyone could end up as crazy as I am. But madness is...how can I say it? It's a gift! Yes, that's what it is. I mean...look at me! You should have seen what I was like before. Heh heh, I was a nobody. Going crazy was the best thing that ever happened to me!"

The Joker smiled, almost mournfully.

"Murder. Chaos. Terror. Those are the things I'm really good at. You don't know how good it is to finally find something you're good at. Finally find your own niche, you know? And...I'm happy the way things are. I don't want change: if it ain't broke don't fix it. Ha ha! And...and I hope you understand that...Harley."

The Joker leaned in closer to Harley Quinn. She was lying unconscious on the hospital bed. The Joker, on a sort of whim, had decided to pay her a little visit. Some of his patented laughing gas had taken care of the night staff and now, here he was, sitting by her bedside.

"You getting pregnant? Tsk tsk tsk. That wasn't smart. But more importantly it...wasn't funny. I don't want any brats, Harley. I just had to ensure that wasn't going to happen. And about the whole "shooting you" thing, well, I guess it saved you the embarassment of going to an abortion clinic, having a consultation, yada yada yada..."

The Joker leaned in closer to the sleeping Harley, clasping her hand in his.

"But the fact is, I know we can move on from all that. We need some space for now, I understand that. But you'll come back to me. You always do, my dear. But for now, my dear, I have business to attend to. So I must love you and leave you, honey."

The Joker kissed Harley Quinn on the forehead. Chucklling, he put his hat and coat back on and made for the exit. As he walked by reception, he spotted a dead, grinning nurse slumped over the desk. As he passed, he slapped her on the ass.

"Don't tell Harley. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

Laughing wickedly, The Joker left the hospital, heading back to his hideout.

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite made his way to his luxury suite. He carried one suitcase himself, eliminating the need for someone to bring anything up for him. Rudy closed the door and took a couple leisurely steps into the room. He yawned and stretched. This may be a strict mission, but he’d be damned if he didn’t at least try to enjoy himself. Rudy sat down on the king sized bed and turned on the television. He channel-surfed for a minute or two, finding nothing interesting to watch.

”Hm. I guess it’s straight to business then.”

Rudy took his time showering and cleaning up. Inside his single piece of luggage was a small electro magnetic pulse emitter- just incase he couldn’t defeat Cyborg with his own brawn. Cyborg. Rudy had met Hank Henshaw a couple times before. He seemed like a nice guy. Maybe a little psycho, but who isn’t these days? The EMP emitter was intended to hug the backside of one of the Parasite’s teeth, hidden from view. Its design enabled it to keep its hiding place even if Rudy shape shifted.
Rudy slide the EMP device into his mouth and finally fully transformed into his purple self. He wasn’t at his full height, but after he visited the bar and got himself some tasty energy, Rudy hoped to be at least seven feet tall.

Feeling on top of the world, the Parasite left his hotel room and caught an elevator to the main floor to sign up for the Meta-Brawl matches and also perhaps enjoy the casino’s other perks.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Spike, unless there's another cat in DC named Cyborg, then you got the name compeltely wrong, his real name's Victor Stone.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I'm talking about the Cyborg Superman from the Death of Superman.
This guy:
http://img95.echo.cx/img95/6302/cyborg3vp.jpg

Come on, JRK. You should know him. (He helped destroy Coast City with Mongul, helping to turn Hal Jordan into Parallax. It was a pretty big deal in the DCU ;)).

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: While you're here, Spike, I need to ask you something. Is my last post in continuity? I believe you said Harley Quinn had been shot in th estomach, and was currently in hospital...

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I see nothing wrong with your post. It fit into the continuity flawlessly. :up:

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC:

Spike: Meh, haven't read DOS.

Keyser: Well, if I remember correctly, the last we saw of Harley was when she was sent to Leslie's Clinic (where me and Tim are currently), but one could say that she something happened that she had to go to a major hospital or something.

[DarkKnightJRK]

"To prove I have what it taked to go over the edge......unlike you."

Flurries of emotions run through me as I sat there, trying desperately to comprehend what has happened. How could Tim have gone so far?

Then it hits me.

This isn't some split personality that sprung up, this isn't some alien dictator taking control of his body. No, this is the blackest, most evil part of the soul. The part where all the dirty, slimy, horrid things that you feel and expierence stick on.

I know this side all to well in myself.

"Tim. I know now why you're doing this. You haven't snapped or gone insane or anything like that...you've just become so cynical that you can't stand who you are anymore."

I sit up from my chair, crotch down to him, and put my hands on his shoulders so he'll fully listen.

"This is something you can let go of, Tim. You don't have to be like this anymore. You can break out of this better then you ever have before. All you have to do is fight the evil parts of you trying to take control. Fight it, Tim. Fight it even if it kills you. Just don't do this to yourself anymore."

[Twitch]

His words hit me like a cold slap waking me up.

"I am Tim Drake."

"I am Tim Drake."

"I am Tim Drake."

"I AM ROBIN."

I fall into his arms tears rolling down my face

[Spike_x1]

OOC:

Spike: Meh, haven't read DOS.

Keyser: Well, if I remember correctly, the last we saw of Harley was when she was sent to Leslie's Clinic (where me and Tim are currently), but one could say that she something happened that she had to go to a major hospital or something.OOC: Well, it goes without saying that Leslie would send a gunshot victim with a dead baby inside her to a major hospital, rather than keep her at a private clinic which couldn't possibly be equipped to handle such extensive injuries and surgery.

And as for not knowing who Hank Henshaw is, he destroyed a whole city and Batman didn't catch on. :D
Shame on you, JRK. *waves index finger sternly*

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Uh...it would be hard to do that if you're tied up, but, I'll go along with it.

IC:

I've never been good with these kinds of things. When someone collapses like Tim has, I don't know what to do. Hell, I'm probably the least qualified when it comes to matters of emotions, I've practically had mine shut off for most of my life.

I tried my best, though. I have to, Tim's part of "The Family."

I untied him from the chair. He almost fell from the chair but Leslie, who had been a silent witness to this ordeal, quickly held him up before he fell.

I'll take him to the penthouse, he'll be able to rest there. Alfred, despite the horrid things Tim did when he was "The Red Hood," would help him. He's always been like that, damn near a saint.

I led him back to the Batmobile in the military-style drag. I could never hold one of my own in my arms like a groom does to a bride. It just doesn't feel right. I placed him into the passenger side of the Batmobile and drove off.

A few minutes and some jump-lines later, I got the both of us to the penthouse. I took the boy into one of the spare bedrooms. It wasn't until I left the room that I saw Alfred.

"Was that...?"

"Yes."

"What has happened?"

"I think he's snapped out of it. He's resting right now. Take care of him until I get back."

"Of cource, Master Bruce. But tell me, where are you going?"

"I have to head back out. It seems like Harvey Dent's still in illegal activities. I saw him earlier tonight with The Joker, who has recently found out my idenity..."

"Good heavens."

"Now you know why I need to go back out. Let me know if something happens."

With that, I jump out of the building and head back to the Batmobile. I drive off to the home of Harvey Dent. There's some things we need to...discuss...

[PFunk2]

OOC; Okay I'm back

The night John Stewart heads over to find Warrior's, Guy Gardners old bar and to his surprise finds that it's still open and lands in a abandoned alley a block away. Shifting from his GL uniform to normal clothes as he does. Doning a pair of shades to hide his glowing eyes he soon arrives at the bar's front door.

(sigh) "Somethings never change I supposed." he says to himself as he's bumped by a few people leaving the place.

Then, opening the door John walks on in.

[nixonbat]

After a delicious meal, Digger invited Irving outside to share an after dinner drink and cigar.

Digger met Irving outside with two glasses, a bottle of rum, and two fine Cuban cigars. Then the men noticed they were missing a crucial element to their after dinner relaxation plan...ICE!!!!

As if on cue, Irving's wife, Edna, appeared with a small bucket of ice. "You boys forget something?" she giggled.

[nixonbat]

"Ah...honey, I'd be lost without you," said Irving.

"Yes, you would," she replied with a smile.

"Yeh're a wonderful woman Mrs. Weinberg," Digger said.

"Please, Ben, call me Edna...if you're willing to spend time out on your vacation to entertain my Irving, you can at least use my name," said Edna.

"Noted...thanks Edna," was Diggers response.

Digger admired the way these two worked as a team and seemed to genuinely care for each other. They made him think for a moment about settling down himself. That thought passed quickly though, as his travel and sporadic stints in prison made such a union unrealistic for a man of his chosen profession.

He and Irving chatted it up for a little over two hours before deciding to call it a night.

As they entered the large hut they could see all the other members of the tour group playing cards. Digger saw that the attractive blond was with them also...

[nixonbat]

For a passing moment Digger thought about knocking on her door later in the night. He let the thought pass, however, as he figured if she was what she seemed he would ruin any chances of actually bedding her. He also realized that if she was what he feared she might be, that such a move would give her the upper hand.

Foregoing the possible embarrassment, Digger opted to turn in for the night. By 10:30 pm all noise in the kwansit had ceased as the occupants gave in to slumber.

At a little after 2 am, Digger was awakened by loud voices speaking a foreign language. Then he heard the crash of furniture. He knew immediately what was happening. It was raiders.

Digger quickly armed himself with both large and small boomerangs and slipped out the small window of his quarters.

Once outside, Digger made his way around back to the generator and cut the power. The hut was plunged into darkness and Digger could hear the raised voices of bandits and awakened tourists mixing inside.

'Boyo's...yeh've crashed the wrong mans vacation' he thought.

With that, Digger quickly rounded to the front of the hut...it was time to punish these cowards who would rob old people. It was time to hurt the men who had the stupidity to ruin his good nights sleep.

At the front he saw two figures standing watch by a jeep. Digger attacked them silently by hand and rendered them unconcious with rapid fists in under 3 seconds.

He paused for a breath and headed for the open door. He just hoped he didn't have to blow his cover. He hoped to handle this in the darkness and thus allow himself plausible deniability.

This one would be tricky.


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

[Karem-Knight]

Dent went too Gotham bridge a filthy place, his new suit was getting dirty.



He needed too call someone or something, a monster called the Joker getting out his cell he phoned The Monster.



“Hello Joker, we need too talk, meet me up at Gotham bridge”

[Keyser Soze]

OOC Post:

Karem-Knight, you'll need to change that post. My hideout is in a secret location - Dent wouldn't know where it is. You would have to phone The Joker and ask him to meet up with you somewhere.

However, one other thing you have to consider is that Dent is being blackmailed into working with The Joker. Two-Face hates The Joker, dating all hte way back to "The Long Halloween" - it is a grudging alliance.

I've been very impressed with how you've been portraying Two-Face, KK. That's just a couple of notes to keep in mind.

[The Joker]

http://www.cartoondepot.com/pages/img/wb/show/iceberg%20lounge%20rc1918.jpg

Business had been good at the Iceberg Lounge this evening.Cobblepot's cronies were throwing the last of the patrons out.Meanwhile in the back room the owner and proprieter Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot better known in the Gotham underworld as The Penguin was immersed in counting his takings.

He popped a cigarette into his cigarette holder as Lark one of his lounge girls leaned over and lit it for him.

"Thank you my dear" he said as he inhaled the smoke deeply before puffing it out."A handsome sum we have netted this evening.It all goes to my ever growing nest egg" Penguin said as he stood up and opened his wall safe.

There was a knock on the door."Come in" the Penguin said as he put the last of the cash he the safe and locked it.Bruno,one of his bouncers came in.

"The place is all locked up Mr Cobblepot" he said."Thank you Bruno" Penguin said as he tossed him a wad of cash."Have a good evening".Bruno nodded and left.

"You too my dear Lark.I am ascending to my nest for the rest of the night.You know your way out" Penguin said as he put on his top hat and picked up his umbrella and waddled to his private elevator that took him to his penthouse above the lounge.

The Penguin always believed he was a man of class.And his criminal career was always striving to provide him with that classy life he always yearned for.And now that he had it he still kept his beak in the dirtiest of dealings in Gotham.

But this time he was out of reach of the law,but most importantly the Batman's.Penguin could laugh right in Batman's face and still reap the rewards of his crimes.Life was good for Oswald Cobblepot.

As he stepped out of the elevator into his penthouse his pet vulture Percibil flew off his perch to greet him by landing on his shoulder."Hello my feathered friend.Have you missed daddy??" he said affectionately as he went to the kitchen and gave the bird a slab of meat.The vulture grabbed it in its beak and flew off and perched on top of the penthouse to eat it undisturbed.

Penguin placed his umbrella in the rack of many umbrellas he always kept by his bed.He picked up the TV remote and turned it on to the evening news.Normally there was the usual uninteresting rubbish being reported.But as Penguin began to walk out of the room to fetch himself a night cap he paused and turned back to face the TV as he heard the voice of an old aquaintance......Harvey Dent.

According to the news report Harvey Dent was back in the D.A.'s office and was cracking down on all mob bosses.The Penguin gritted his teeth in anger.Dent being a former underworld figure himself knew all about The Penguin's criminal connections.His various 'interests' and he could no doubt make life very difficult or even impossible for Penguin's various enterprises.

Then an even worse thought struck him.He could have the Batman on him too.Fouling up his nest.Destroying everything he'd built.All because Dent overcame his schizo personality and returned to the side of right and virtue.

The Penguin saw red and picked up one of his umbrellas and fired a hail of bullets at the TV screen causing it to blow in a puff of smoke.Percibil sqwaked and flapped his wings in discomfort at this.

"It seems I'll have to clip dear old Harvey's wings........before he clips mine".

[rigel7soldiers]

I guess I'll just call someone... a member of the Justice League... Batman could get me in, we've always had a lot common... but how to reach him, or any of them, for that matter, is beyond me...

[DarkKnightJRK]

I drove off to the court house to..."talk"...to Harvey Dent, who seemed to be doing illegal activities as the new D.A.. When I finally got there I saw Harvey getting into his car and driving off.

I follow him to Gotham Bridge, I stop at the edge of the bridge and turn on one of the more advanced part of the Batmobile: a camoflaging system. I press another button that activates a listening system so I can hear what's going on. I see Dent stepping out of the car and standing next to the edge. He calls someone on his cell phone and the short conversation is heard through the speakers in the Batmobile.

“Joker, we need too talk. Meet me up at Gotham Bridge.”

With that, I decide to wait there and ambush them, stopping them from commiting any more atrosities.

[rigel7soldiers]

Now, I have a strong mind. I try to make my presence known. ~J'onn? can you hear me?~ I asked. I heard a voice answer in the affirmative. ~Can you teleport mr to the Watchtower? I require the aid of the Justice League.~ He answered by beaming me up....

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Just a small note if anyone cares; when the Meta-Brawl competition starts, It would probably be broadcast on the net. There are hundreds of supervillains in "the House" for the event, so if any heroes want to try to infiltrate it in order to do superhero-type things, feel free :D.

IC: The Parasite strolled to the extravagent bar in the gigantic casino. The bar's refreshments were specially picked for people like Rudy. Of important note, there were live people in the bar's stock for any flesh-eaters or in Rudy's case; energy drainers. Parasite made sure to fill 'er up. He'd need the extra stamina and strength.

As Rudy was sitting at the bar and draining a middle-aged man in chains, a woman caught his eye for the first time in years. Ever since his primary exposure to those legendary radioactive chemicals, Rudy had never had any attraction to women, he had only regarded them as possible meals. This babe, however, was a knockout, even in his eyes.
Rudy dropped the man's remains and approached Killer Frost with genuine interest in her and not her energy. He came to her side and looked where she was looking: at all the unusual costumes their fellow criminals were wearing as they wandered around the casino.

"This place reminds me of the circus," Rudy said with a smirk.

Killer Frost looked up at the Parasite's face and was surprisingly not startled at his monstrous appearance, obviously used to looking monsters in the eye. She also looked tired from endless come ons by the casino's other patrons."Yeah. Especially the freakshow section of the circus."

Rudy wasn't sure if she was hinting that he was a freak or not, so he decided to continue with this conversation. "I heard about you. They say you like the rush of adrenaline, and don't care how you get it."

Frost seemed to show some interest in where the conversation was heading. "Yeah?" she said with a raised eyebrow and a smile forming on her lips.

The Parasite switched on his inbred janitorial charms. "Well, if you're looking for something adventurous, I'll have you know that I'm a shape shifter." Rudy winked.

At the turn of the discussion, Killer Frost rolled her eyes at the Parasite's pathetic attempt at a sexual insinuation. She then aimed her hand to his groin region and instantly froze the place where Rudy's genitals would've been... if he had them in his current form. She then stomped away from Rudy, disgusted.

The Parasite watched the intoxicating woman leave him behind. He barely even noticed the solid ice around his crotch until he looked down at the results. He easily shattered the ice unscathed and undaunted. "Ooohh, sexy."

[rigel7soldiers]

I was walking around, looking for someone other than J'onn, who can't be bothered to listen, I guess, and I heard the Flash and the Elongated Man talking. Something about Flash needing help. Just then, I jumped in, saying, "What a coincidence, I could use some help myself. I'm trying to join up. I have some very important news. Did you guys hear what happened to Khandaq...?"

[Savage]

*The hell'd he get up here?*

Flash-"The Hell'd you get up here?"
Elongated-Man-"Don't mind him. He hasn't been himself these days. What's this about Khandaq?"

[rigel7soldiers]

"Long story short, I got Black Adam to help me against the Injustice Society, and Khandaq went to ruin while he was gone. I know Adam. He'll be coming for me. For us. All the Heroes. I want to join the Justice League. Can you help me out?"

[batnkevlar]

*Hal looks around for a Justice League member to help in, and before slipping back into his coma, says the words:*

"Beware Heroes of Earth and Beyond. The Reckoning is coming. The Final Chapter of the Universe comes hither!"

*With that, his brain registers no activity and he slips back into his uncosciousness...*

[Savage]

"Long story short, I got Black Adam to help me against the Injustice Society, and Khandaq went to ruin while he was gone. I know Adam. He'll be coming for me. For us. All the Heroes. I want to join the Justice League. Can you help me out?"
Flash-"No chance. Get out."
Elongated-Man-"FLASH!"
Flash-"Well he's got a frickin moon on his forhead. And the goggles. What is up with the goggles?"
Elongated-Man-"You're the one with bolts on your ears and yellow booties!"
Flash-"...Shut up!:mad:I don't need this. I have a murderer to find."
Elongated-Man-"You're not going to get him like this and even if you do find him, you'll be too hot-headed to concentrate. Flash he-will-kill-you!

*to Dr.Midnite*
Elongated-Man-"I'm really sorry about this. His wife died recently--"
Flash-"Murdered.:mad:"
Elongated-Man-"Zoom murdered his wife. It was very recent. In fact the funeral was today but Zoom crashed it and Flash lost his cool and nearly got himself killed because he did not look before he leaped.:mad:
*He glares at me. He seems angry but that's only because he was worried sick.*

Flash-"I was doing fine."
Elongated-Man-"HE WAS GONNA SMASH YOUR HEAD IN WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER!"
Flash-"I would have gotten out of it! I'm faster than light!"
Elongated-Man-":rolleyes:...Whatever man. *back to Dr.Midnite* We'd be glad to help you.
Flash-"Speak for yourself."
Elongated-Man-"This is more important than your personal vendetta."
Flash-"BULLS#!T!!!:mad:"
Elongated-Man-"We are in a serious crisis here! The League itself could be in danger. I understand how you feel--"
Flash-"No Ralph, you can't POSSIBLY understand how I feel because--"
Elongated-Man-"YOU JUST USED MY REAL NAME!"
Flash-"So what? You don't trust nightgoggles here?"

Elongated-Man-"You know damn well that is not the point!"
Flash-"Then what is it?!"
Elongated-Man-"Look, we don't have time for this. Black Adam could be on his way as we speak."
Flash-"Then get one of the capes to take care of it!"
*I storm out of the room*

Elongated-Man-*to Dr.Midnite*"Excuse me for a sec. I am really sorry about all of this."
*to Flash*
Elongated-Man-"Hey, wait up...HEY!"
*I stop to see what the putz wants*
Elongated-Man-"Look, I understand that--"
Flash-"You don't f--"
Elongated-Man-"Shut up and listen!"
Flash-":mad:..."
Elongated-Man-"...Wally you and I have been friends for a very long time now. I understand what you're going through but this has to stop. I can't stand to see you like this anymore. You're forgetting everyone who cares about you as well as who you are and the duty you chose. Now you need to realize that we are fighting an everlasting war here and that there will be casualties... Even people who are dear to us. It all comes with the tights. But if you continue down this track you're runnin there are only going to be more deaths and it will be on your hands, intentional or not. Now you can either choose to turn your back on the world and everyone in it and allow thousands if not millions of deaths for your selfish reasons or you can grow up and accept the responsibility that came with your powers.

*...Usually I'd blurt out "OWNED!" at this point but this time I'm the ownee...As much as I hate it, as much as I want nothing more than to crush Zoom's body...The safety of my friends and family along with the planet comes first...Besides...Black Adam and his cronies will provide some decent practice till I get my shot at Zoom again*

*I turn to Midnite with a slight smirk, flash a little electricity in the eyes and--*
Flash-"I'm in."

[Harlekin]

Deathstroke watched as Arsenal left him with his daughter, with a crossbow bolt pertruding from her right arm. All of her bones there were broken and she was slipping in and out of unconsciousness. Deathstroke hadn't taken down Arsenal when he had the chance, because he had to take care of family. The last bit of family he had. Joey, Grant, Wade and Addie all dead, with just him and Rose left.

Dropping her off at one of the super-villain hospitals located around the country, Deathstroke started his hunt. He didn't like to drop her off at one of those places, and they weren't even really supervillains, but he couldn't drop her off with the white hats and to take her to any normal hospital would be to dangerous. Supervillains might be bad guys, but most of them stuck together like glue... she'd be safe for now.

The hunt didn't take long.

The Navajo plains were a young Roy Harper had grown up, and where he would later meet his idol Green Arrow and become Speedy. Sitting in silent contemplation and mourning, Roy tried to meditate, but to no avail.

Deathstroke wasn't surprised by the sight as he approached the man. He had seen his daughter get hurt, but Arsenal had actually lost his. He deserved an honest fight.

The two engaged in battle.

After fighting in unarmed combat for a minute or two, Arsenal took up a stick as Deathstroke grabbed his sword and again blows were traded. A second later, and the stick broke. With no weapon left, and backed into the corner, Arsenal was defenseless at what was to come.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

[twylight]

~RETCONNED~

[Nightwing.]

OOC:which characters are available in this rpg?

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Sorry, but I won't be posting a section of Rudy's story tonight. I've got to work on a school project and I've also discovered Kevin Smith's "Superman Lives" script on the net, so I'm reading that while I should be working. :D

[PFunk2]

"Well that was an interresting."

John Stewart says to himself as he walks out of Warriors. Thinking to himself it's certainly a lively place for a sports bar. That is a sports bar crossed with Hooters judging by the watresses there. Definatly a place not to take Wonder Woman-or any feminist minded female.

But then again since it's Guy's place I wouldn't expect anything less. Still while it was 'fun' catching up on old times with the fellow lantern. Still despite it's faults this should be a good place to take Flash for the "guys night out". Which, reacting to a loud noice behind him. John quicky turns to see some loud drunk being thrown out of the bar behind him by Guy himself. Who gives him a salute afterwards

"Oy vey." he adds, returning the salute before then entering a nearby alley to shift back to his GL uniform and heads skyward towards home.

[Karem-Knight]

Dent put a coat on the place was getting windy and Dark like it was always just then a hooker came by

“Hello sugar what a good time?”

“I’m the D.A. so piss off”

Just then a pimp came over one that had a broken jaw and a bit of a scratch

Harvey got his gun out

“go away or you die simple as that !” The two ran away

Harvey looked up he saw nothing.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker was sitting in his hideout. Dent had called him, wanting to meet at Gotham Bridge. The Joker had said he'd be there, but something wasn't right. Why was Dent calling him? And why meet at Gotham Bridge?

But what was The Joker going to do? No show? Not an option. And he wasn't about to show up with bodyguards, look weak in front of pathetic little Harvey Dent. Since Two-Face had been pushed to the sidelines, Harv was a shadow of his former self. He didn't have the balls to try anything. No, he'd be fine. And he knew just how to make sure of that.

Chuckling softly to himself, The Joker exited The Boon Dock Bar & Grill, hopping into a stolen car.

"To Gotham Bridge!" he said to himself, before driving off to the location.

He stepped out of his car, wearing his coat and hat. He spotted Dent, wearing a black coat, standing by the bridge. He looked like hell, as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. The Joker approached him.

"Harv, nice to see you again. But I was supposed to call you, not the other way around..."

Harvey Dent looked up at him. His mind was clearly on something else other than the conversation.

"Sorry Joker, I guess your voice just hates me", Dent said vaguely.

The Joker's smile faded, and he frowned in impatient confusion.

"Voice just...what the hell's that supposed to mean, Harv?" The Joker snapped, "Now, it's cold, so if you have something to say, hurry up and say it before I freeze my nuts off."

Dent's lip curled in hatred. With a clenched fist, he walked right up to The Joker, staring spitefully into his face.

""Listen Joker, you killed someone, but not just anyone. You...you killed a child! A...goddamn child, that did nothing but LIVE! What did you do? Why? Couldn't you be human just ONCE!?"

Dent had a desperate, manic look in his eyes. The Joker was beginning to feel slightly intimidated. He laughed nervously.

"Harv, you've got to learn how to take a joke. HA HA!"

There was a brief moment of tense silence. Dent was almost trembling with anger. Dent didn't know who he hated more - The Joker, or himself for setting him free. He was going to do what he should have done a long time ago.

"Okay Joker, this is my favourite joke!"

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Just a note, I am not writing stuff for Karem-Knight. Me and KK co-wrote this post, with him handling his dialogue and thoughts. The post he will make to follow mine has contributions from both of us as well.

[Karem-Knight]

Harvey got out a gun the cold steel never felt so warm and pushing the trigger into the bullet into The Joker’s chest.


“Ouch “said the Joker walking backwards and wobbling the tripping up onto the water Laughing like the monster he was, then falling into the water

“Ah Crap” The Joker said heading there Laughing

“Yeah I find it funny too “Dent said then walking back just turning forward and getting some thing out the coin…

“Why did I need this” Dent said smiling and throwing it into the water

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Just a note, I am not writing stuff for Karem-Knight. Me and KK co-wrote this post, with him handling his dialogue and thoughts. The post he will make to follow mine has contributions from both of us as well.

OOC: What he said

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker hit the water with a splash. He'd been shot again, just his luck. But at least he could see the funny side. He kept on laughing. Even though it made him hurt all over, he kept on laughing. Even when he started choking on the filthy Gotham water, he kept on laughing.

He only stopped once he'd disappeared under the murky waters...

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite had chased after Killer Frost throughout the casino, attempting to get into her good graces. He had finally caught up to her near the craps tables and he grabbed onto her arm, holding her from walking away anymore. Frost turned to Rudy with an aggrivated look on her face. "Go away, Grape Ape!" She growled at Parasite.

Rudy grinned playfully.

http://img233.echo.cx/img233/1774/improvedface3py.jpg

"And what are ya gonna do if I just keep on pushin'?" He asked in a flirtatious voice.

Killer Frost raised her hand to aim a cold blast directly at Rudy's face when another voice came from one of the craps tables.

The Cyborg got out from behind the gambling table and approached both Parasite and Killer Frost. "I suggest you both 'go away' before either of you gets killed in the Meta-Brawl." Both Rudy and Frost gave Cyborg what could be described as a bemused, curious, and yet angry look. "Yeah, I know that both of you are here for my head in the brawl, but you should both quit now. Neither of you knows why exactly you're here, and trust me, you honestly don't want to know or have any part of it."

The Parasite turned his attention back to Killer Frost and said to the Cyborg, without looking at him, "Beat it, Henshaw. You're ruining the mood."

The Cyborg shrugged his shoulers and turned to leave the Parasite and Killer Frost. "Your funeral."

[DarkKnightJRK]

Things went too fast, even for me.

I knew that Two-Face and The Joker were never "pals," and that any possible team-up would end up bottom-up. But one moment they're talking, then there was something about a child murdered, and the next Harvey's putting a bullet into Joker's chest. By the time I was preparing the weapons in the Batmobile to interceed, Joker was already in the river and Dent was firing into the water.

When Joker disapeared under the water, the first thought I had was scaringly enough, "The bastard deserved it," the next was to stop Harvey from escaping. I don't know if it's Harvey or Two-Face pulling the strings, but nonetheless, I need to get to him fast.

I watch him start to run when I shoot a smoke missle right beside him. I switch on the infa-red in the Batmobile's windshield and drive onto the bridge, intercepting his running. I step out and grab Harvey by the throat.

"Who is it now, Harvey, or Two-Face?"

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Just one thing to point out JRK. This isn't a Two-Face relapse, so you couldn't really call it a psychotic episode that would send him back to Arkham. He killed The Joker because of what he did to the little girl. Throwing away the coin was in a way a definitive act of casting Two-Face away, as was killing The Joker. So now you could say he's made Harvey Dent whole again. So maybe hauling his ass off to Arkham wouldn't be the approach Bats would take with his old friend...

[Spike_x1]

After Henshaw left Jones and Frost, they both decided that they deserved a drink, not that either of their body chemistries truly retained the alcohol.

Rudy put his empty beer bottle down on the counter and looked at Killer Frost. "What Cyborg said...? You're going to sign up for the Meta-Brawl too?"

Crystal (Killer Frost's real name) finished her bottle and placed it on the counter too. "I'm already signed up for the fights. My first match is later tonight against Firebug. He'll be dead within the first few seconds," she said casually.

Rudy smirked, then he remembered one of the things Henshaw had said. "What did Cyborg mean when he said you were after his head too?"

"I've got my reasons. And what about you? Wait. Let me guess- you're on the Suicide Squad again?"

Rudy signaled for another beer. "Lucky guess. And I'm assuming you're working for someone who doesn't want me to get whatever secrets Cyborg is holding."

Killer Frost signaled for another beer as well. "Lucky guess. You know Jones, if you weren't such a pig-headed a-hole and we'd met under different circumstances, we might actually have a chance." She chugged her beer and stood up from the bar and Rudy followed suit.

"Doesn't make a difference to me," Parasite said with a big toothy grin.

"Watch yourself in the Brawl, Rudy. Sooner or later we're gonna rumble and whoever wins gets to take on Henshaw." With that, Killer Frost sauntered away from the bar. Rudy grabbed his beer from the counter, chugged it and slammed it back down onto the bar. He then walked away to sign up for the Meta-Brawl.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Just one thing to point out JRK. This isn't a Two-Face relapse, so you couldn't really call it a psychotic episode that would send him back to Arkham. He killed The Joker because of what he did to the little girl. Throwing away the coin was in a way a definitive act of casting Two-Face away, as was killing The Joker. So now you could say he's made Harvey Dent whole again. So maybe hauling his ass off to Arkham wouldn't be the approach Bats would take with his old friend...

OOC: ...Oops. Heh. I fixed it up a bit, though I'm not sure if I really like the new version as much, the last line feels a little cheesy.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Just to tell you, Hal just had an episode... go back and react to it, will ya?

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite had finished signing up for the Meta-Brawl and had requested a set of humans to be delivered to his locker room for him to drain before his first fight. He recieved ten ordinary people, chained to the locker room's wall. Rudy eagerly turned them to dust with a flash of his powers.
Parasite looked into a nearby mirror and flexed his muscles. "Solomon Grundy, eat your heart out."

Rudy then made his way out of the locker room and out onto the fighting platform. He walked through the electrified cage that surrounded the arena, doors closing behind him. Was he early? His opponent hadn't arrived yet. Curious, Rudy looked at the large digital display that hung over the arena for the audience to see their fighters statistics. Parasite wanted to see who he'd be fighting first. "Well, wouldn't ya know it? Solomon Grundy!"

Moments later, the inhumanly large zombie came into the opposite side of the cage and his door was closed behind him as well. In the audience, hundreds of rich society-types and supervillains exchanged bets on who they thought would win. The digital display showed that the odds were nearly fifty-fifty. The general consensus was that if Grundy could crush Parasite before having his energy completely drained from him, then the zombie would win, however, if the Parasite could get a good solid grip on Grundy, then the purple man would have it in the bag. Billions of dollars were beng handled throughout the crowd.

The loud voice of the announcer was heard over enormous, unseen speakers. The voice introduced the two fighters and then rang out the tone of the starting bell. The Parasite and Solomon Grundy charged towards eachother.

"Let's dance!"

[rigel7soldiers]

*Hal looks around for a Justice League member to help in, and before slipping back into his coma, says the words:*

"Beware Heroes of Earth and Beyond. The Reckoning is coming. The Final Chapter of the Universe comes hither!"

*With that, his brain registers no activity and he slips back into his uncosciousness...*

We all heard it, I think. We all certainly went to see what it was, though. I tried to make small talk, saying to the Elongated Man, "So, can I call you 'Ralph?' It's way shorter than 'the Elongated Man...'" When we got there, Flash commented that it was Hal Jordan. Now, I thought I was smart, but apparently I had somehow gotten it into my brain that Hal Jordan was dead. Guess not...

[Savage]

We all heard it, I think. We all certainly went to see what it was, though. I tried to make small talk, saying to the Elongated Man, "So, can I call you 'Ralph?' It's way shorter than 'the Elongated Man...'" When we got there, Flash commented that it was Hal Jordan. Now, I thought I was smart, but apparently I had somehow gotten it into my brain that Hal Jordan was dead. Guess not...
Flash-"You forget you that whole conversations is what."
*As if there isn't enough going on with my life...Midnite's sad attempt at smalll talk doesn't help*
Flash-"Don't worry about Hal. We get this sort of "end of the world" deal on a weekly basis. We consider it a slow week when we DON'T get some kind of message of imminent doom."

*We enter Hal's room in the imfermary...hmm. Still sleeping."
Flash-"False alarm. Let's go."
Elongated-Man-"Har har. You know full well we should be taking this seriously."
Flash-"Look, maybe it was an air vent or something."
Elongated-Man-"The air vent prophesized the end of the universe."
Flash-"It can happen."
Elongated-Man-"...That's dumb even for you Flash."
Flash-"Well I can't help it if it seems the whole world is out to get me. Grodd kidnaps me, I'm repeatedly hit in the nuts, I have a gay robot clone, along with the rest of the league for that matter, my wife was frickin MURDERED by ZOOM of all people while I was out in space fighting some robot, Black Adam is planning some kind of WAR, and to top it all off, THE UNIVERSE IS COMING TO AN END!!! SO EXCUSE ME, IF I'M A LIIIIIITLE BIT OF AN A$$#OLE TODAY!!!:mad:"

*Caught up yet? Good.*
Elongated-Man"....."
Flash-":mad:......Let's go to J'onn about this."

[Karem-Knight]

Harvey was in the grip of the big bad Bat.



“Batman please it was my fault for letting the Joker live and my fault for not balancing Two-Face and me” Harvey said

“Please Batman it was all Two face, I’ll help you crack down every person that has a record of Jay Walking too Mass Murder, Just please believe me!”

“It’s just Harvey now Two face is dead along with The Joker, please just please I´m sorry I swear too everything I love and believe in!”

[rigel7soldiers]

Flash-"You forget you that whole conversations is what."
*As if there isn't enough going on with my life...Midnite's sad attempt at smalll talk doesn't help*
Flash-"Don't worry about Hal. We get this sort of "end of the world" deal on a weekly basis. We consider it a slow week when we DON'T get some kind of message of imminent doom."

*We enter Hal's room in the imfermary...hmm. Still sleeping."
Flash-"False alarm. Let's go."
Elongated-Man-"Har har. You know full well we should be taking this seriously."
Flash-"Look, maybe it was an air vent or something."
Elongated-Man-"The air vent prophesized the end of the universe."
Flash-"It can happen."
Elongated-Man-"...That's dumb even for you Flash."
Flash-"Well I can't help it if it seems the whole world is out to get me. Grodd kidnaps me, I'm repeatedly hit in the nuts, I have a gay robot clone, along with the rest of the league for that matter, my wife was frickin MURDERED by ZOOM of all people while I was out in space fighting some robot, Black Adam is planning some kind of WAR, and to top it all off, THE UNIVERSE IS COMING TO AN END!!! SO EXCUSE ME, IF I'M A LIIIIIITLE BIT OF AN A$$#OLE TODAY!!!:mad:"

*Caught up yet? Good.*
Elongated-Man"....."
Flash-":mad:......Let's go to J'onn about this."

"I'm sorry if I upset you..." I said, somewhat thinking that his anger was my fault. This is getting awkward. I kinda thought I would get a *little* more respect around here. I mean, I defeated Johnny Sorrow single-handedly yesterday. When we got to J'onn, I just let them do the talking, jumping in occasionally. I understand. I'm no hotshot...

[Keyser Soze]

While Batman and Harvey Dent were on Gotham Bridge, dealing with the aftermath of The Joker's death, The Joker, very much alive, washed up on the shore a good distance downstream.

The Joker crawled onto the land, coughing up filthy water. He lay on his back, laughing to himself. Sitting up, he unbuttoned his coat and through it to the ground. Underneath he was wearing a Kevlar vest, which had caught the bullet Dent had fired into his chest.

"Heh heh, Harv, you shouldn't have thought I was going to trust you."

Pulling off the vest, The Joker discovered something caught in his collar. A small coin, scarred on one side. Dent's coin.

"I think I'll keep this. Never know when I might need it."

The Joker stood up, wincing in pain. His injured back - with wounds from bullets that hit him when he wasn't wearing a vest to protect himself - was acting up again. Trying to ignore the pain, He began walking, heading vaguely in the direction leading back to his hideout.

It seemed like the little alliance with Dent hadn't really worked. But Harv's betrayal wasn't a total disaster. No, having Brucie think he was dead was actually a bonus. And besides, even without help from the DA, The Joker had the perfect way to ruin Bruce Wayne.

"Brucie, you're going to love this. HA HA!"

[Savage]

"I'm sorry if I upset you..." I said, somewhat thinking that his anger was my fault. This is getting awkward. I kinda thought I would get a *little* more respect around here. I mean, I defeated Johnny Sorrow single-handedly yesterday. When we got to J'onn, I just let them do the talking, jumping in occasionally. I understand. I'm no hotshot...
*J'onn follows us back to Hal's room and does his mindtaker thing. Don't care how long I've known the guy, he still gives me the creeps when he does that. Really makes you wonder about his limits. How far he would go and WOULD he go that far. After seeing my fair share of alien invasions, can't help but feel uneasy around a guy who can invade our minds.*

*Then he really starts to worry me. His eyes widen and he screams! Guy's sent flying against a wall and that's not easy!*
Elongated-Man-"WOAH!"
Flash-"JESUS CHRIST! J'ONN!"
*We rush to help him up. Heavy son of a b**ch*

Flash-"What happened?"
Martian Manhunter-"Complete darkness. Could not see what it was. So much power. Whatever it was...It is not friendly."

[DarkKnightJRK]

Harvey was in the grip of the big bad Bat.

“Batman please it was my fault for letting the Joker live and my fault for not balancing Two-Face and me” Harvey said

“Please Batman it was all Two face, I’ll help you crack down every person that has a record of Jay Walking too Mass Murder, Just please believe me!”

“It’s just Harvey now Two face is dead along with The Joker, please just please I´m sorry I swear too everything I love and believe in!”

I looked into his eyes to see if he was truely lying. I stared at him for what felt like millienia trying to find the lies filling up, I found...

Nothing.

I let him go and he collapses to his knees, coughing for a moment. He picks himself back up and faces me.

"Alright, Harvey," I asked, "what exactly did The Joker plan to do?"

[batnkevlar]

OOC: I have to say, I'm eager to read up on everything I've missed... but it's gonna be a helluva long read...

[Spike_x1]

Solomon Grundy struck first. His punch sent the Parasite flying across the cage, rolling him around on the floor for a moment. Rudy spit out a mouthful of purple blood and charged Grundy again, this time Parasite caught Grundy's punch and begn draining the zombie's energy. Solomon reached out with his other hand and smashed his huge fist into Rudy's head.

The Parasite shook off the blow. He couldn't afford to screw up this fight. Using the skills he had stolen from Batman, Rudy ducked another punch and grabbed onto the zombie's arm. Holding onto Grundy's arm, Rudy pivotted behind Solomon with enough force to break Grundy's arm. Rudy then used his other arm to get Solomon Grundy into a headlock where the zombie was soon drained to death.

As Grundy's pale skin flaked away into dust, Rudy took a few steps back from Grundy's remains. A scaley, lizard-like (obviously a meta) referee ran up to him and grabbed the Parasite's arm, raising it in triumph. Instinctively, Rudy drained the ref into ashes.

"Whoops. Oh well. S**t happens," Rudy said dismissively.

[Savage]

OOC: I have to say, I'm eager to read up on everything I've missed... but it's gonna be a helluva long read...
OOC: Welcome back man. Trying to get things moving with Hal and all but there's so much already with Black Adam and Zoom and the forgotten Grodd. Can't wait to see how all of this goes. Sounds like you're plannin sumthin big.

[Savage]

<SNIP>
HA! Nice.:cool::up:

[The Joker]

The Penguin walked thru the Iceberg lounge admiring his little empire he'd built.He had come a long way from the colourful criminal who attacked the Batman and Gotham City with his bird and umbrella themed crimes.

Now he could pull them off without being caged as he had done so many times before.

But that may be danger of being ended if Harvey Dent succeeds in this campaign of his to bring down all the leading underworld figures.The Penguin being prominent amongst them.

And being directly connected to the underworld grape vine The Penguin heard all sorts of information.And the juciest piece of info was that The Joker was secretly in cahoots with Dent.

The Penguin called in Jay,Raven and Lark."I have a job for you my dears.I want you to arrange that word spreads that I want to meet with The Joker here after close of business hours".

"If anyone is in the perfect position to help me with my little Dent problem he is" The Penguin said as he waddled away swinging his umbrella merrily.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Hey Ock, when you're done with Joker, maybe you should think about a trip to the House where the meta-brawls are taking place. Make a few bucks betting on the fights, eh? :D

[The Joker]

OOC: Hey Ock, when you're done with Joker, maybe you should think about a trip to the House where the meta-brawls are taking place. Make a few bucks betting on the fights, eh? :D

The House???

Sure I'd love to but I'm not sure what this is.

Can you give me a few details on it please??

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: the House is a place where methumans fight to the death, while villains, mostly nonpowered tech users, look on and bet. Roulette, Mr. Terrific I's granddaughter, runs the place.

[The Joker]

OOC: Thank you :up:

Oh you can definitely bet Penguin will be visiting that place ;)

[Keyser Soze]

At The Boon Dock Bar & Grill, The Joker was on the phone. One of his street-level snitches had contacted him with an interesting tidbit of information.

"So, The Penguin wants to see me, does he? This could be interesting. I'll be sure to pay him a little visit later tonight. Thanks for the info."

The Joker ended the call, turning back to the man he had tied to a chair. This nobody sat in front of him would be playing a very important role in his plan.

"I know how you're feeling. You're scared, aren't you?"

"I am not scared of you," said the man.

The Joker chuckled.

"Well, you should be," he replied with soft menace, "But it is admirable that you can stare fear in the face. You are quite the fighter. And I'm glad. It's not as fun when people die quietly."

The Joker picked up a knife from a nearby table.

"I bet you haven't had a significant day in your life. But you're significant to someone, aren't you. Somebody loves you. And that's why you are so useful to me. I'm going to...heh heh... leave a little message with you. This is going to hurt. A lot."

The Joker began carving a message into the man's chest with a knife. The man's face contorted in pain, and he bit down on his lip so hard that it began to bleed. But he didn't scream. He never screamed.

REMEMBER WHAT DAY IT IS. That was themessage carved into the man's chest. Oh, the meaning that little message held. That message pointed to another irony, possibly the sweetest irony of all. This was one joke that would crush his nemesis forever.

"Funny how things turn out, isn't it...Alfred?"

[PFunk2]

After attending to some things at home (including modeling out some new costume ideal's from his next door neighboor) John Stewart heads upwards towards the Watchtower. Where upon his arrival wonders about the activity that's now in the place and, grabing Flash asks.

"What's going on here Red?"

[Savage]

Flash-"I don't even know anymore man. We've got Hal predicting the end of the world in his sleep so J'onn tries to check it out but he got his ass mentally handed to him or something and we still haven't the slightest idea what's going on. And to add to that, Moonman--
Dr.Midnite-"Dr.Midnite."
Flash-"Whatever! He says that Black Adam is declaring frickin war on the JLA! I'm getting too old for this."
Elongated-Man-"Dude, you're like 26."
Flash-"Which is long enough dammit."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Don't expect Adam for several days, though. He knows he can't beat the League by himself. He'll seek help. Any villain he thinks could help, he'll find... Incidentally, I expect he'll seek out Zoom"

[PFunk2]

Flash-"I don't even know anymore man. We've got Hal predicting the end of the world in his sleep so J'onn tries to check it out but he got his ass mentally handed to him or something and we still haven't the slightest idea what's going on. And to add to that, Moonman--
Dr.Midnite-"Dr.Midnite."
Flash-"Whatever! He says that Black Adam is declaring frickin war on the JLA! I'm getting too old for this."
Elongated-Man-"Dude, you're like 26."
Flash-"Which is long enough dammit."

"Damn." John curses to himself as he walks over to the nearest wall and (softly) bangs his head up against it a few times before returning to the group.

"Why is it that everytime when things start to go right in my life!" Major league crap happens." he loudly says to himself.

Then turns to both EM and Flash. And you two youngensters shouldn't complain. That's the job to us over-40 crould." she answers back sarcasitly. "Young folks." he adds.

"So where is Hal now?" John asks?

[Keyser Soze]

At The Iceberg, The Penguin's casino, it was after hours. Most of the building was closed off, with the lights off. But in the lounge, The Penguin sat in the lounge with Bruno, one of his henchmen. The waiter arrived to pour the men some wine.

"I don't see why you need The Joker anyway," said Bruno, sipping his wine, "And by the looks of it, he's not going to show uh...uhHAHAHAHAHA HEE HEE HO HO HA HA HA!"

Bruno's face pulled back into a hideous grin, and he collapsed dead onto The Penguin's lap. The Joker, dressed as a waiter, leaned forward, chuckling devilishly.

"More wine, Mr. Cobblepot?"

[The Joker]

At The Iceberg, The Penguin's casino, it was after hours. Most of the building was closed off, with the lights off. But in the lounge, The Penguin sat in the lounge with Bruno, one of his henchmen. The waiter arrived to pour the men some wine.

"I don't see why you need The Joker anyway," said Bruno, sipping his wine, "And by the looks of it, he's not going to show uh...uhHAHAHAHAHA HEE HEE HO HO HA HA HA!"

Bruno's face pulled back into a hideous grin, and he collapsed dead onto The Penguin's lap. The Joker, dressed as a waiter, leaned forward, chuckling devilishly.

"More wine, Mr. Cobblepot?"

The Penguin looked with mild amusement as The Joker stood there in a waiters uniform having just murdered Bruno and Penguin simply said "I see you got my message then".

Penguin pryed Bruno's body off his lap with his umbrella and tossed him on the floor."If you're going to kill one of my employees every time we meet I may have to start charging you.Good help is so hard to find".

The Joker seated himself across from The Penguin and cupped his hands under his chin smiling and said "And what can I do for you Ozzie old boy??"

The Penguin picked up the glass of wine The Joker had poured him and took a sip of it."An excellent vintage.I only buy the best".

"The reason I called you here is simple.I need your help.You are in a unique position to eliminate a problem I would very much like to get rid of.And that problem is Harvey Dent".

Joker's expression didn't change.He continued to sit there smiling that lunatic smile of his at Penguin.So Penguin continued.

"As I'm sure you know Harvey and I were never the best of friends.Frankly I never truly trusted him.Half of him was still an upright do gooding citizen.And the Batman so frequently played on that to his advantage".

The Penguin stood up and lit a cigarette and began to pace up and down."And now it seems his good side has completely taken over.He's Mr upright citizen again.Back in the DA's office and planning to crack down and take out all the major underworld figures of Gotham".

Penguin turned around and shouted "And that includes ME!!! Dent knows of some of my dealings.He still has connections.He could destroy me if he really tried.And I believe he will.It will set him in good graces with the law and the Bat.He'll be in the DA's office until he's 100 years old if he pulls this off".

"Which is why he must be stopped post haste.Now knowing what an upstanding citizen I am I cannot simply walk up to him and shoot him,nor can I hire some hit man to kill him as the Bat is watching him closely and will track me down and fall on me like a ton of bricks.Thats a headache I don't need right know".

The Penguin leaned in a little closer and smiled at the Joker."But a little birdy tells me that you and he have some little alliance going.I don't know what exactly you're both up to and frankly I don't care.What I will offer you is worth more than anything Dent can offer.I want you to kill Dent.If you kill him it cannot be traced back to me.And who is going to question your motive?? You are The Joker.You kill for amusement,you kill for boredom,you kill because you're crazy".

The Penguin stood back up and took another puff from his cigarette holder."100 million to ice Dent.Cold hard cash.What do you say Joker?? Are you willing to put a permanent smile on Dent's face for me??".

http://perso.easynet.fr/~musso/penguin.jpg

[Savage]

"Don't expect Adam for several days, though. He knows he can't beat the League by himself. He'll seek help. Any villain he thinks could help, he'll find... Incidentally, I expect he'll seek out Zoom"
*...Zoom...Just hearing his name I almost lose my cool...Well...what little I have anyway...It's ok man. Try to stay positive. You're the jokester. The world's countin on you...Linda's countin on you...Back to John*

Flash-"He's still in the infermary thanks to Amazo. He said something like "You're all totally screwed." and went back to napping."

[PFunk2]

Flash-"He's still in the infermary thanks to Amazo. He said something like "You're all totally screwed." and went back to napping."

"Wonderful" John answered. "Nothing more than that hun? Darkseed, Braninac, Sinsestro? I wonder who could be gunning for us now?" he adds putting a hand to his chin.

[Batman]

It smelled funny.

Nightwing realised this about two seconds after he entered the crate to which he was taking back to the states.

By the time the crate was picked up,and put down,Nightwing decided it was time to get out.

Waiting for the sound of footsteps to become faint,He punched his way out of the crate,and collasped onto the ground.

He looked up,and saw that he was on some sort of docking bay........similar to the one he left from.

"Did I even leave??!?!"

He looked up,and saw a sign that read "Keystone City Docking Bay".

"...Well...that answers that."

Curious as to the funky smell he had to withstand for hours,He peeked inside the crate.

Fish.It was filled with hundreds of raw fish.


"Oh...God...."

Nightwing could've thrown up.He HATED fish....

After attempting,and failing,to throw up in a nearby trash can,He sneaked out into the parking lot,and spotted a motorcycle.

Normally,He wouldnt even think of stealing.....but this was an emergency.

Taking the helmet,and starting the engine,Nightwing sped off as the owner of the bike ran out,shouting.

Nightwing looked back.

"SORRY!!!I PROMISE I'LL GIVE IT BACK....I JUST NEED TO GET HOME FIRST!!"

With that,Nightwing sped onto the highway.

Hopefully....The Flash wouldnt interfere....because this would look awkward as hell.

Nightwing began to wonder if anyone in The Bat-squad had searched for him.

Then again...they probably had more important things to do......

[Savage]

"Wonderful" John answered. "Nothing more than that hun? Darkseed, Braninac, Sinsestro? I wonder who could be gunning for us now?" he adds putting a hand to his chin.
Flash-"Nope..."
EM-"Umm. A little help here guys."
Flash-"Whoops."
*Forgot Stretch and Goggles still had a 500 pound martian on their shoulders. John and I help him to a bed in the infermary.*

*hmm. Midnite has been awfully quiet.*
Flash-"Well?...What do we do now Mr.Urgent? We don't go attacking Black Adam without proof of what he's doing. The next best thing is just waiting till he attacks first. An idea I'm not exactly fond of."

*...quiet room.*
Flash-"...*looks at everyone*...Well?"

[Karem-Knight]

I looked into his eyes to see if he was truely lying. I stared at him for what felt like millienia trying to find the lies filling up, I found...

Nothing.

I let him go and he collapses to his knees, coughing for a moment. He picks himself back up and faces me.

"Alright, Harvey," I asked, "what exactly did The Joker plan to do?"

Harvey got up and smarted him self



“Well, is murders we’re something too do with ironic deaths, like 2 depressed people died laughing. But he only really focused on Bruce Wayne for some reason, and…….” Harvey realised something



“Oh My god!”



“Bruce you’re Batman!” Harvey gasped

[PFunk2]

Flash-"Nope..."

"I figured as much." John, still in thought answered the speedster...Until EM came on the scene.

EM-"Umm. A little help here guys."
Flash-"Whoops."
*Forgot Stretch and Goggles still had a 500 pound martian on their shoulders."

"Figures." John again responds. Which, after generating a hoverbed to place the martian on helps Flash take Jo'nn to one of the watchtower's infrantry beds.

*hmm. Midnite has been awfully quiet.*
Flash-"Well?...What do we do now Mr.Urgent? We don't go attacking Black Adam without proof of what he's doing. The next best thing is just waiting till he attacks first. An idea I'm not exactly fond of."

"Neither do I." John adds in.

*...quiet room.*
Flash-"...*looks at everyone*...Well?"

"First of all" John breaks the silence. "We have to know what EXACTLY is Black Adam's plans. And more inportantly his motives. Then react from their."

[nixonbat]

OOC: Gonna try this in multiples to avoid log-outs.

IC:

Digger crept silently to the open door of the large kwansit and kneeled beside the opening. He could hear and locate eight people immediately within the opening. He could hear the pleas of two tour guides and a cook. The other five were decidedly unfriendly.

Two were on each side of the open door. Digger rolled in silent and low. He clipped them low at the Achilles' tendon and then high as they fell...chopping hard and fast at their carotid arteries. Enough to knock them out, but not hard enough to kill.

It took three seconds and was done in total silence.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker smiled at The Penguin's proposition. It was clear that old Ozzie-boy liked the sound of his own voice. But The Joker loved the sound of his own voice even more. Now it was his turn to talk.

"Interesting idea, Oswald. I can assure you that I would have no problem in killing Dent. It's hard working with someone like that. After all, he's crazy!"

"Indeed," said The Penguin.

"But sadly, Harv brought our little alliance to an end by shooting me off of Gotham Bridge earlier this evening. But, on the plus side, that gives me another motive for killing him...revenge."

The Joker paused. There was something he wanted to add. He took out Dent's old coin from his pocket, casually flipping it in his hand.

"But where's the fun in just killing him? I have an idea, something that will be even more satisfying, for both of us. Something far more...funny..."

The Joker leaned forward, whispering his plan into The Penguin's ear. He then leaned back into his chair.

"And, since I wouldn't be killing him, I'd be willing to take a reduction on your initial offer. I'll settle for 80 million. The look on Dent's face will be worth more than money can buy. HA HA!"

[nixonbat]

OOC: I spent slightly over 5 minutes to continue my post and was logged out. AGAIN. I'll finish this post tomorrow. If these logouts continue, I'm out of here. I'm sick of wasting time making posts only to be logged out. Batnkevlar, please see if you can find out what is wrong here. If this crap continues with the involuntary log-outs, I'm outta here.

[TheCorpulent1]

After days of absence, dealing with his grief over Khandaq and organizing his thoughts, Black Adam returns to the world at large. His first thought: Track down Zoom. He is a powerful adversary to the Flash and thus would make a powerful ally.

Black Adam streaks above the clouds, attempting to find some clue as to where the villain might be.

OOC: Savage, I searched the thread for stuff on Zoom but the last one I found was when Flash almost killed him, then woke up in the Watchtower. Could you PM me where he is or something, please?

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Nixonbat, it may be something wrong with your computer. These logouts aren't happening to me, or anyone else that I know of. However, maybe you sohuld try copying your finished post just before you press Send. Then if you get logged out, you can just log back in, paste the post, and try sending again.

[Johnny Blaze]

http://pc59te.dte.uma.es/cdb/series/dc/bitmaps/darklord.jpg

In the cold blackness of space, just out of Earth’s atmosphere, floats a robed figure. Looking down upon the planet below, the figure stands contemplatively with his arms crossed behind his back as he thinks about his last experience on this plane of existence. His name is Mordru, a being of vast mystical power, and he had aligned himself with two nefarious individuals called Obsidian and Eclipso and attacked the Justice Society in an attempt to remake this planet in his own image…a world of chaos. He nearly succeeded, but he was defeated by the accursed Dr. Fate and trapped inside the Rock of Eternity. There, he was told he would stay until the far future. But, even Fate could not predict that the Spectre would go insane without a human host and begin to attack all things magical.

It was not long before the Spirit of God’s Wrath made its way to the Rock of Eternity and the wizard, Shazam. In their titanic battle, Mordru was somehow able to free himself from his imprisonment and, with the Spectre occupied with the wizard, was able to escape into the dimensional folds of space and time. He laid low while the Spectre went on his rampage by hiding himself in a small pocket dimension. During his time in hiding, he kept himself current on the happenings in the prime plane of reality. Some very interesting things had happened to Earth’s heroes, and Khandaq’s destruction was a sight to behold. The thing that caught his eye the most though, was that the Spectre had fought the accursed Dr. Fate, and had trapped him inside his helmet until he could be dealt with later. Fortunately for all beings magical, a small group of mystics were able to defeat the being that had been pulling the Spectre’s strings, the new Eclipso. Once Eclipso was defeated, the Spectre was bonded to a new human host, and, having regained his sanity, he set out to make things right again. And he almost accomplished this goal…almost.

Mordru laughs, but, in the icy void of space, it is nothing more than a silent, eerie sight. Before the Spectre was dealt with, Mordru quickly snuck back into the prime dimension…and captured the Helm of Nabu, which the Spectre transformed into a make shift prison for Fate. With his hated rival still trapped and in his grasp, he was able to reclaim the Amulet and Cloak of Anubis as well as make the Tower of Fate his own once more.

Mordru smiles wickedly as he thinks to himself, With Fate out of the way, I should now be able to carry out my former plan and remake this world in my own image. An image of Chaos.
The Dark Lord floats for a handful of seconds, staring at the world below…so fragile…so weak. He will make it strong again. He will burn away the frailties of the planet in the flames of chaos and he will reforged this speck as his homeworld. Yes, the Earth will be his shining jewel from which he and his armies will strike out against the galaxy, conquering all. Still, Mordru was getting ahead of himself. Even with the good Doctor out of the way, there are still many heroes that will need to be dealt with.
Yes, the heroes of this planet are a cunning lot, and I will not underestimate them again, the Dark Lord thinks to himself. I will have to be more methodical this time around, and I could also use some assistance. But, with Obsidian seemingly cured of his Shadowlands taint and with Eclipso recently defeated, it seems that I will have to forge new alliances.

Mordru’s smile quickly turns into a devious look, And I think that I have the perfect person in mind to approach first…

Mordru calmly raises his hand and is engulfed in a green, ankh shaped flame and disappears back to his new base of operations, the Tower of Fate. There he will wait until the right moment to begin putting his plans into motion…

[DarkKnightJRK]

Harvey got up and smarted him self



“Well, is murders were something too do with ironic deaths, like 2 depressed people died laughing. But he only really focused on Bruce Wayne for some reason, and…….” Harvey realised something



“Oh My god!”



“Bruce you’re Batman!” Harvey gasped



There was no use denying it, but there are bigger things going on right now that has to be adressed.

"What was he planning to do with me?"

[PFunk2]

As John awaits the responses of both Flash and Midnight over what to do with Black Adam he suddenly senses a brief, but intenst 'presence'. And lowers his head resting both hands on his temples in reponse.

"I cant quite put my finger on it but I think Adam's going to be the least of our problems." John anounces to the group.

[Spike_x1]

Rudy was celebrating his victory at one of the bars in the imfamous House. There were only three matches for each contestant in this competition and Rudy had passed his first brawl with flying colors!

The Parasite ordered another three humans from the bar as refreshments. He was having a blast. His next match would be the next day and he was bristling with anticipation.

"Wonder who tomorrow's sucker is gonna be," he said to himself as his 'meal' arrived. The three people were chained down to a cart and were wheeled infront of Rudy. With a smile, Parasite grabbed onto the closest one and drained that person into dust. Rudy smacked his circular lips at the taste and he eagerly planted both his hands onto the other two morsels and they were instantly transformed into ashes.

Just then, Killer Frost strolled up to Rudy's place at the bar. She laid a hand on his shoulder affectionatey from behind. Instictively, Rudy attempted to drain whoever had dared touch him, but he wasn't able to acquire any energy from her body. Parasite stood up from the bar and turned around to see who had touched him. Surprised by Frost's presence, Rudy stuttered, "Uhh.. Frost! Y-you want a drink or something?"

Killer Frost smiled and sat down next to Rudy. "Sure," she replied. Rudy graciously ordered her a beer and together they chatted about what was going on. Among other things, Frost told Rudy of how she killed Firebug in the ring. Apparently, she froze the moisture in his eyeballs right after the fight begain.
Parasite and Killer Frost talked about everything. Everything except their respective missions. Neither of them really wanted to bring up the subject.

"When you put your hand on my shoulder... Sorry, but I tried to drain your energy. I couldn't get anything out of you. Why not?" Rudy was very curious.

"I guess it would be because my body has no cell activity that produces energy and cold is the complete lack of atomic energy. So, technically I wouldn't really have anything for you to drain," she said with a mischievous look in her eyes.

Rudy leaned down, closer to Frost. "Ya know, I've never met a gal quite as cool, as attractive, as psychotic as myself. . . before now.

"You hit the right buttons, Romeo," said Frost as Rudy bent downwards. Their lips were less than in inch apart when an announcement sounded over the loud speakers.

"ATTENTION! TOMORROW'S META-BRAWL WILL FEATURE THE TWO FIGHTERS KNOWN AS THE PARASITE AND KILLER FROST!"

Rudy and Frost backed away from each other and unanimously said the single word that was on both of their minds: "Crap."

[batnkevlar]

*Hal, still in a coma, lays still and braindead. But his ring glows a bright green as it sends out a psychic message*

"Source Wall... go... answers... It's coming..."

[Savage]

EM-"Ok, now I know everyone heard that."
Flash-"Air vent."
GL-"No, I heard it too."
Flash-"Well you're both nuts."
EM-"Come on Flash. This is nothing new to you. How many times have you had J'onn in your head."
Flash-"...still creepy...And it doesn't make any sense. What in hell is the "Source Wall"?"

[rigel7soldiers]

"Well, we can't go. Not all of us, anyway. We still have work to do here, to prepare for Black Adam. Source Wall... it sounds familiar... Source... beginning... Genesis... New Genesis? It certainly couldn't hurt to ask, say, Scott Free and Barda about it..." It was a stupid way to come up with an answer, but it might be right...

OOC: am I out of line coming up with an answer like that?

[batnkevlar]

OOC: No, it's fine... and if you guys want, I'll set it up and make sure clues are at the Source Wall and stuff...

[Savage]

"Well, we can't go. Not all of us, anyway. We still have work to do here, to prepare for Black Adam. Source Wall... it sounds familiar... Source... beginning... Genesis... New Genesis? It certainly couldn't hurt to ask, say, Scott Free and Barda about it..." It was a stupid way to come up with an answer, but it might be right...

OOC: am I out of line coming up with an answer like that?
Flash-"...:)...You know...That's actually not a bad idea."
EM-"Just where are Mr.Miracle and Barda anyway?"
Flash-"In a place more hellish than tartarus itself."
EM-"Apokolips?"
Flash-"Hoboken, New Jersey."

[rigel7soldiers]

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[PFunk2]

"I suggest that 2 of us go to Hoboken, and the oter two will... disguise ourselves as villains and attempt to infiltrate the Society. Any objections?"

OOC: Should I be talking about this, or does Corp need to know for it to be fair?

"Sounds like a plan to me." John Stewart mentions to the group " And since I'm somewhat publicly know with unless I power down big time a somewhat noticble energy sig makes me a bad choice for the Society infratration." he pauses to look down with glowing eyes at a slightly glowing hands before continuing.

"But I can provide quick transportation for those who are going Hoboken." he adds. "As for the Society group. Is their anyway to keep in contact with you if you need to call for help in a hurry?' John asks the group.

[Batman]

It smelled funny.

Nightwing realised this about two seconds after he entered the crate to which he was taking back to the states.

By the time the crate was picked up,and put down,Nightwing decided it was time to get out.

Waiting for the sound of footsteps to become faint,He punched his way out of the crate,and collasped onto the ground.

He looked up,and saw that he was on some sort of docking bay........similar to the one he left from.

"Did I even leave??!?!"

He looked up,and saw a sign that read "Keystone City Docking Bay".

"...Well...that answers that."

Curious as to the funky smell he had to withstand for hours,He peeked inside the crate.

Fish.It was filled with hundreds of raw fish.


"Oh...God...."

Nightwing could've thrown up.He HATED fish....

After attempting,and failing,to throw up in a nearby trash can,He sneaked out into the parking lot,and spotted a motorcycle.

Normally,He wouldnt even think of stealing.....but this was an emergency.

Taking the helmet,and starting the engine,Nightwing sped off as the owner of the bike ran out,shouting.

Nightwing looked back.

"SORRY!!!I PROMISE I'LL GIVE IT BACK....I JUST NEED TO GET HOME FIRST!!"

With that,Nightwing sped onto the highway.

Hopefully....The Flash wouldnt interfere....because this would look awkward as hell.

Nightwing began to wonder if anyone in The Bat-squad had searched for him.

Then again...they probably had more important things to do......

Nightwing continued speeding on,as He was about to enter another town.

He began thinking about what happened just before He was kidnapped.

Tim was The Red Hood.

The moment he remembered that He almost stopped the bike right then and there.

He had forgotten....about everything.

It was all coming back to him.

The fight with Joker,Barbara in danger,Bruces mental break down,Mr.Freeze,Supergirl,Clark......and Tim.

He didnt exactly know how long he was gone......it seemed like years.

It wasnt,He was sure of that.......but it had to be at least three weeks.

Bruce wanst going to be happy.....about any of this.Me,being stupid enough to get kidnapped.....Nyssa being killed....Clayface posing as Ras....The REAL Ra's being scheduled to be ressurected by the Pit.....


Nope,Bruce sure as hell wasnt gonna be happy about this one......then again.....when is he ever happy?


Barbara......

"Oh,crap..."

Barbara was going to be FURIOUS.Bruce,Dick could handle.But Barb.....

Dick almost dreaded going back once He thought of it.

Not that it was going to be easy getting back anyway....

He looked down on the fueltank of the cycle.


It was halfway full.....and decreasing....


Dick didnt have enough to refill it.He carried money with him.....but only enough to get something to eat.Not fill a tank,or get some clothes.....or anything.


God,this was going to be tough.....

Nightwing then remembered his hunger......and how he never got anything to eat.

Seeing a Taco Bell across the road,He turned,and headed for it.


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"So,thats six bean burritos,five soft tacos,and three bottled waters?"

"Yeah."

"Well....okay,sir.....the total is 16.43.....please pull to the first window."

As Nightwing waited in line,He felt like a damned fool.

First of all,He was riding around on a STOLEN motorcycle......second,He was in his costume,which was slightly tattered,due to his fight with Ra's/Clayface.....and third........He had JUST enough to get his food.

He put on his helmet,and put the visor down,to hide his mask......considering He cant take it off,due to him having a secret identity.

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As Nightwing sped off with his food,The drive thru window worker stared at his suit.

He recognised it as Nightwing's,but Nightwing was in Bludhaven......theres no way he'd be all the way here.

So,He shrugged it off.

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Dick parked behind a condemned building,and literally dug into his food.

It'd been days....possibly weeks...since he'd eaten.How he lived this long without it was beyond him......but it sure as hell didnt matter.

Nightwing started eating....and within five minutes....had guzzled down two and a half of his drinks,ate three of his tacos,and ate all of his burritos.

As he belched....loudly....He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

"God...I look terrible...."

His face had a cut on it,He had a beard,was skinnier,and his hair was even longer than before.

As He finished his meal,and got back on the cycle,He made a mental note to have Alfred tend to his wound,shave,work out and regain his weight,and get a hair cut......

As he got back on the highway....He remembered that he could've used thew payphone at Taco Bell.

"DAMMIT!!!!!!"

There was no time to turn around....So,he continued onto the next city.

Of he remembered right,He'd be getting to Central City within a few minutes.

Great.......only about six states to go through......IF the bike could last that long.


It was gonna be one hell of a trip.....

[Johnny Blaze]

http://www.dccomics.com/secret_files/images/dc/pic_meddarklord.jpg

Sitting on a makeshift throne in a stone room in the Tower of Fate, Mordru stares into a magically created scrying mirror intently with his chin resting in his right hand. The room is sterile with not a single feature in it, save for the throne and a small shadowy niche in the far wall. The mirror is like a window to the planet Earth, and allows the sorcerer to keep tabs on the happenings all around the globe and beyond.
The mirror shows the Justice League, as they bumble around their headquarters, debating on what to do about a former ally. It shifts quickly to a new scene, one the Dark Lord is inspecting more intently. A scene that features the former ally in question, who is also the former champion of Shazam, Black Adam. Mordru has known of this being for a long, long time; being alive for thousands upon thousands of years does have its advantages. It occurs to him though that, in as long as he has been alive, they have never truly met.
“Funny how things play out, isn’t it, my friend?” says Mordru as he continues to stare into the scrying mirror.

“I’m sure you know his tale, so I'll spare you the details. Mighty Adam fell out of Shazam’s good graces when he began to use his powers for his own personal gain. Mighty Adam was then dubbed Khem-Adam by the people of Egypt, which translates out to Black Adam. The wizard, having grown displeased with his champion, took back Black Adam’s powers and imprisoned said powers within a scarab amulet…”, Mordru gently grasps the Amulet of Anubis and concentrates slightly before he continues. “The amulet was later found by a pair of archaeologists in the Tomb of Rameses II. The archaeologists' find was short lived, however, as they were murdered by their associate, Theo Adam. Theo, a distant ancestor or Teth-Adam, later uncovered the powers of the scarab, and gained the powers and memories of Teth-Adam.”

Mordru rises to his feet and dismisses the scrying spell as the throne melts back into the floor of the Tower.
“Now, Teth-Adam’s personality eventually gained control over the body of Black Adam from Theo. As you probably know, once he gained control, he tried to redeem himself. To become the hero he once was, by joining the JSA.”
Mordru waves his hand in the air as though he is wiping a glass window, and the streak that follows becomes another scrying portal showing Shazam’s former champion streaking through the air with a vengeance.
“But, alas, it was not meant to be. He was vilified by you and your friends after he liberated Khandaq from a ruthless dictator. He performs a good deed and brings peace to the people of his homeland, and you all went against him. How utterly hypocritical of you.”
Mordru lowers his head slightly, and the scrying portal shifts from Adam to the still smoldering ruins of Khandaq. Mordru feigns sadness as he speaks.
“Ahh, Khandaq. It was a beautiful place, once upon time. Tsk…it is a shame that someone went and turned it to rubble. Poor Adam…all you ever wanted was for you and your people to be left alone in peace. Oh well…one man’s loss is my gain.”

Mordru spins on his heels and faces a shaded niche in the wall.
“Well now, aren’t we optimistic? I think you put too much faith in your friends, my good man.”
Mordru’s mood suddenly shifts. His face turns cold and emotionless as he calmly strides towards the slot in the wall.
“No, make no mistake, your friends will fail. They will all burn in the fires of chaos, and I will remake this planet with their ash and bone.”
Mordru reaches the shaded shelf and pulls out the Helmet of Nabu, which has been bent and twisted into a make shift prison by the power of the Spectre.
“Yes, they will fail, Hector, and you will be doomed to rot in your prison for all of eternity”, says Mordru as he sneers at the Helmet and shakes it violently.

His mood quickly turns again as a smile finds it’s way onto his face.
“I do so love our little chats, Hector. They are most enjoyable.”
With that, Mordru tosses the Helmet of Nabu to the ground, and walks towards the center of the room.
“Do not fret, Hector. I will be back shortly”, says Mordru as he stretches out his arms and is engulfed in a green flamed ankh.
As the Dark Lord leaves his recently acquired domain, the Helmet of Nabu is swallowed up into the floor and re-manifests itself on the shady niche in the wall…

[Batman]

OOC:Is anyone interested in a team up?

(Besides Batman,or any other Bat-squad member.:p)

http://www.thekryptonian.com/images/cities.gif

Dick is currently making his way from Keystone city to Central City,so there are a few cities hes going to visit before getting to Gotham,and eventually,to BludHaven.

If anyone is,PM me.

Otherwise,I'll just go about my buisness.

[Supergirl]

OOC: I'd like to team up MB, but I was last in Gotham, and have no idea where that story ran off :( Can someone quick catch me up to what I missed with the Parasite/Red Hood story?

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I'd like to team up MB, but I was last in Gotham, and have no idea where that story ran off :( Can someone quick catch me up to what I missed with the Parasite/Red Hood story?

OOC: Basically, I handed them both their ass. Parasite was later picked up by the Suicide Squad and is currently in a MetaBrawl about to fight Killer Frost (whom ole' Rudy was starting to get cozy with). Meanwhile, Tim went to Leslie's clinic for treatment, but I got involved. I basically got him to snap out of it and is currently somewhere in the temperary housing of mine (though I don't know his current status, apparently Joker ran up, took Alfred, and killed him).

I think that's it.

[Supergirl]

OOC: Alfy's dead? :( Any idea on how I got sidetracked and sat it out? :confused: I'm trying to think of how to reenter and keep coming up empty :(

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Check your PM Box, Cori. :)

[Supergirl]

OOC: Done, and I will work out my story soon :o

[Supergirl]

Kara had disappeared from the skies over Gotham in a flash when she saw what was happening on Themyscira. A giant three headed dog was attacking the Amazons, the one on the left breathing fire, and the one on the right breathing blasts of iced air. The village was in ruins, and the women were fleeing to the surrounding mountains. Diana and Cassie were already nearly there when Kara saw the disaster.

Cerebrus! I almost guarantee that bastard, Ares has something to do with this. Probably still pissed at his dad’s getting dethroned by his sister. I’ve got to go help them, they’ve been the best friends I have!

Kara got there and promptly got hit with a blast of flame.

“OW! Ra! That hurts like a #&%@!”

“Careful, Kara, this beast’s origins are magic, gotta watch out for that.”

Wonder Woman uppercutted the beasts middle jaw, and the dog yelped in pain.

“Aim for the middle head! It’s the only one that can be hurt!”

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam tracks down Zoom, who has been in hiding since Flash beat the living hell out of him. "Zolomon," he says, slowing down to hover in front of Zoom.

"Black Adam, alias Teth-Adam. Ancient soldier of the Egyptian Prince Khufu empowered by the wizard Shazam. Brought into the present when his powers were bonded to his thief descendant Theo Adam."

"Impressive. You know much about me."

"I was a police profiler before... this. It was my job to know."

"Yes, well, I know all I need to of you: I know you crave power. The power to teach the Flash to be a better man."

"I have all the power I need to make Flash learn. Besides, what does that have to do with you? Last I heard you were on a quest to destroy every hero in sight. I have no desire to indulge your obsession."

"You don't even realize it, do you? You and I--our quests are entwined. Even now the Flash clings to his fellow heroes for support after the... ordeal... you put him through with his wife. What better lesson for the Flash to learn than how to be independent? To rely only on himself, knowing no support will be there, no cushion of friends for him to fall on?"

Zoom pauses in thought. He knows Black Adam is trying to manipulate him; he's too smart not to. But he can't help thinking that the prospect is intriguing. Deprive Flash of his fellow heroes, force him out on his own... Wally could certainly learn a thing or two from that. On the other hand, he's also too smart to throw in his lot with Black Adam blindly, with no assurance that Black Adam's insane quest will turn out to be anything more than a foolish suicide run. "I will consider your offer," Zoom replies. "That is all I will give you for now."

"Then it shall be enough. Our paths will cross again." With that, Black Adam sets off in search of his next accomplice. A villain of the worst order, willing to destroy anything that impeded his singular quest for ultimate power. The kind of villain that he put his life on the line to defeat during his time with the JSA. He believed he was on a quest to keep mankind safe from this being's power then; how odd that now, in a different quest to redeem a specific subset of mankind, he should seek that same being out for help. But Adam knows that for the task he has laid out before himself, he will need more than the help of mere men, even men as powerful as Zoom. He will need a god. And so, Black Adam streaks toward any clue he can find to the whereabouts of Mordru, the Dark Lord of Chaos.

OOC: Hope I did RoseRedStrauss proud bunnying Zoom.

[The Joker]

The Joker smiled at The Penguin's proposition. It was clear that old Ozzie-boy liked the sound of his own voice. But The Joker loved the sound of his own voice even more. Now it was his turn to talk.

"Interesting idea, Oswald. I can assure you that I would have no problem in killing Dent. It's hard working with someone like that. After all, he's crazy!"

"Indeed," said The Penguin.

"But sadly, Harv brought our little alliance to an end by shooting me off of Gotham Bridge earlier this evening. But, on the plus side, that gives me another motive for killing him...revenge."

The Joker paused. There was something he wanted to add. He took out Dent's old coin from his pocket, casually flipping it in his hand.

"But where's the fun in just killing him? I have an idea, something that will be even more satisfying, for both of us. Something far more...funny..."

The Joker leaned forward, whispering his plan into The Penguin's ear. He then leaned back into his chair.

"And, since I wouldn't be killing him, I'd be willing to take a reduction on your initial offer. I'll settle for 80 million. The look on Dent's face will be worth more than money can buy. HA HA!"

The Penguin removed his monocle and began wiping it with his hankerchief."And that will be the end of his career as the D.A.".

The Penguin placed his monocle back on and sat back down and poured another glass of wine and pushed it over to The Joker with his umbrella.

"Let us drink to our deal.The end of Harvey Dent and the beginning of the rise of The Penguin".They clinked eachothers glasses and took a sip of the wine.

"As for your fee.If you succeed in pulling this off and getting rid of Dent then your fee will stand at the 100 million.Call it an extra incentive to pull this off right" The Penguin said with a grin as he raised his glass again.

[twylight]

OOC: Gonna try this in multiples to avoid log-outs.

IC:

Digger crept silently to the open door of the large kwansit and kneeled beside the opening. He could hear and locate eight people immediately within the opening. He could hear the pleas of two tour guides and a cook. The other five were decidedly unfriendly.

Two were on each side of the open door. Digger rolled in silent and low. He clipped them low at the Achilles' tendon and then high as they fell...chopping hard and fast at their carotid arteries. Enough to knock them out, but not hard enough to kill.

It took three seconds and was done in total silence.

OOC: Gonna have to retcon my last post..:p ;)

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Hope I did RoseRedStrauss proud bunnying Zoom.
OOC: I think you did a good job potraying the character. :up:
Now we just have to work on that meeting between Adam and Mordru. :D

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: I think you did a good job potraying the character. :up:
Now we just have to work on that meeting between Adam and Mordru. :D
OOC: Yep. Drop me a line next time you see me on AIM if I don't catch you first. :)

[SuperFerret]

A cool breeze caused a rippling wave to run through the golden cornfield on Kent Farm. Clark Kent gazed up at the sky and watched the clouds pass over him. That's one of the most wonderful things about the country life, Clark thought, the clouds seem so close you could just reach out and touch them. He chuckled slightly, remembering how Lois would have told him that he could touch the clouds just about anytime he wanted. Though he hasn't been able to do so lately. He had lost nearly everything he had known recently. His wife was murdered, and though he had made his peace with that fact, there was still a hole in his heart. He had also lost the abilities he had previously used to protect the world as Superman. They had begun to fade quickly after his final encounter with the Parasite, and he had returned to Kansas after they had faded away completely. He wasn't concerned really, after all, the other heroes of the world had already shown that they did not need Superman, at least at the moment. Clark still hoped that someday his powers would return, but for the time being, he would just have to be human.

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Alfred isn't dead. I've just been torturing him.

[Karem-Knight]

There was no use denying it, but there are bigger things going on right now that has to be adressed.

"What was he planning to do with me?"

Harvey looked at the eyes of The Batman. Could see he was still angry at what happened too his Parents. Harvey knew since That First year of the Batman that Bruce Wayne’s parents we’re murdered.



“He’s planning on framing you, but I didn’t know how he’s gonna do it without me seriously.”

[Keyser Soze]

Alfred slowly re-emerged back into consciousness. He had been in life threatening situations before, but nothing quite like this. But he had to survive, he had to. Master Bruce, in his current state, couldn't possibly take the strain of his death.

"Oh, Master Bruce..." Alfred said under his breath.

How he hated to be a burden. In this vulnerable state, he was a sitting duck for a psychopath like The Joker to kidnap him. He should have been stronger, should have been smarter. Now he was going to die, and in the process make life hell for Bruce.

Then he noticed the gun. The Joker had left it behind. It was sat on the table, just in front of him. Alfred wouldn't be able to get out of this place, even if he did escape from the chair he was tied to. He was locked in. But if he could...if he could kill The Joker, and use his phone to call for Master Bruce to come and help him. If he could just do that, he eould be fine.

Alfred struggled, and winced in pain, but he was eventually able to untie the various knots and free himself from the chair. He grabbed the gun, pointing it at the door. Just a couple of minutes later, The Joker returned, still wearing the waiter outfit, his hands buried in his pockets. He was laughing softly to himself, but the smile vanished when he spotted Alfred, aiming the gun at his chest.

There was a brief moment of silence, before Alfred pulled the trigger. The Joker was blasted off his feet, a red spray flying forward. He lay on the ground twitching, then lay still.

Alfred let out a pained sigh, letting the gun drop to the ground. He spotted the phone lying on the floor. It must have fallen out of The Joker's pocket. He grabbed it, dialling the phone in the Batmobile. The answering machine! he must be out of the batmobile at the moment, probably looking for The Joker. He'd have to leave a message.

"Batman, it's Alfred. I have been kidnapped by The Joker. I'm fine, don't worry. but The Joker is dead. I need you to come here and help me. I'm at...The Boon Dock Bar & Grill. I'll see you soon."

Alfred hung up. Just then, he heard the sound of applause. His blood ran cold. He turned round to see The Joker standing there, a wicked grin on his face.

"Bravo, old chap, bravo!" laughed The Joker.

"But I shot you..." started Alfred.

The Joker interrupted him by pulling off his top. Taped to his chest were various blood pellets. The Joker took the trigger out of his pocket.

"Do you seriously think I would leave my gun in here?" asked The Joker, "That gun was full of blanks. I wanted you to think I was dead, partly because I wanted you to make the call to our friend Brucie, and partly because i wanted to give you a false sense of hope."

The Joker giggled maliciously. The look in his eyes told Alfred that there was no hope. None at all.

"You can kill me if you want," declared Alfred, standing tall, "But killing me will not kill Bruce Wayne. It may hurt him, yes, but Master Bruce has endured pain before, and survived it. Because he is stronger than you, better than you. He is a great man, and you're just to small to know it..."

The Joker slapped Alfred across the face, knocking him to the ground.

"I don't look so small from down there, do I!?" The Joker snapped.

Alfred felt the trickle of blood running down his cheek. Then he noticed the small needle fitted onto The Joker's glove in the form of a hand-buzzer. He put two and two together, but it was too late.

Within seconds, Alfred was dead. It didn't matter how strong he was, he died with his face pulled back into a psychotic grin, just like all the others. The Joker kneeled down, whispering into his ear.

"How does it feel to actually smile for once, old man? How does it feel to be in on the joke. HA HA!"

The Joker walked away from the body, changing his outfit. He put on a yellow shirt, with a green waistcoat and bowtie. Then on top of that he put on a fresh purple suit. Now he was going to have to leave The Boon Dock once and for all. Batman would probably be on his way. And what a surprise he had waiting for him.

"It's been a pleasure, Alfred. Toodles! HA HA!"

The Joker swaggered out of The Boon Dock Bar& Grill. He hopped into a car, and drove off into the night.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: RoseRedStrauss graduates high school on the 16th... he's a senior, I'm a junior... anyway, I'm trying to get him back...

[batnkevlar]

OOC: And personally, I don't care much for the deaths of supporting cast members...

[Twitch]

OOC: And personally, I don't care much for the deaths of supporting cast members...

Oh you mean we can kill Zoom?

[Batman]

Alfred slowly re-emerged back into consciousness. He had been in life threatening situations before, but nothing quite like this. But he had to survive, he had to. Master Bruce, in his current state, couldn't possibly take the strain of his death.

"Oh, Master Bruce..." Alfred said under his breath.

How he hated to be a burden. In this vulnerable state, he was a sitting duck for a psychopath like The Joker to kidnap him. He should have been stronger, should have been smarter. Now he was going to die, and in the process make life hell for Bruce.

Then he noticed the gun. The Joker had left it behind. It was sat on the table, just in front of him. Alfred wouldn't be able to get out of this place, even if he did escape from the chair he was tied to. He was locked in. But if he could...if he could kill The Joker, and use his phone to call for Master Bruce to come and help him. If he could just do that, he eould be fine.

Alfred struggled, and winced in pain, but he was eventually able to untie the various knots and free himself from the chair. He grabbed the gun, pointing it at the door. Just a couple of minutes later, The Joker returned, still wearing the waiter outfit, his hands buried in his pockets. He was laughing softly to himself, but the smile vanished when he spotted Alfred, aiming the gun at his chest.

There was a brief moment of silence, before Alfred pulled the trigger. The Joker was blasted off his feet, a red spray flying forward. He lay on the ground twitching, then lay still.

Alfred let out a pained sigh, letting the gun drop to the ground. He spotted the phone lying on the floor. It must have fallen out of The Joker's pocket. He grabbed it, dialling the phone in the Batmobile. The answering machine! he must be out of the batmobile at the moment, probably looking for The Joker. He'd have to leave a message.

"Batman, it's Alfred. I have been kidnapped by The Joker. I'm fine, don't worry. but The Joker is dead. I need you to come here and help me. I'm at...The Boon Dock Bar & Grill. I'll see you soon."

Alfred hung up. Just then, he heard the sound of applause. His blood ran cold. He turned round to see The Joker standing there, a wicked grin on his face.

"Bravo, old chap, bravo!" laughed The Joker.

"But I shot you..." started Alfred.

The Joker interrupted him by pulling off his top. Taped to his chest were various blood pellets. The Joker took the trigger out of his pocket.

"Do you seriously think I would leave my gun in here?" asked The Joker, "That gun was full of blanks. I wanted you to think I was dead, partly because I wanted you to make the call to our friend Brucie, and partly because i wanted to give you a false sense of hope."

The Joker giggled maliciously. The look in his eyes told Alfred that there was no hope. None at all.

"You can kill me if you want," declared Alfred, standing tall, "But killing me will not kill Bruce Wayne. It may hurt him, yes, but Master Bruce has endured pain before, and survived it. Because he is stronger than you, better than you. He is a great man, and you're just to small to know it..."

The Joker slapped Alfred across the face, knocking him to the ground.

"I don't look so small from down there, do I!?" The Joker snapped.

Alfred felt the trickle of blood running down his cheek. Then he noticed the small needle fitted onto The Joker's glove in the form of a hand-buzzer. He put two and two together, but it was too late.

Within seconds, Alfred was dead. It didn't matter how strong he was, he died with his face pulled back into a psychotic grin, just like all the others. The Joker kneeled down, whispering into his ear.

"How does it feel to actually smile for once, old man? How does it feel to be in on the joke. HA HA!"

The Joker walked away from the body, changing his outfit. He put on a yellow shirt, with a green waistcoat and bowtie. Then on top of that he put on a fresh purple suit. Now he was going to have to leave The Boon Dock once and for all. Batman would probably be on his way. And what a surprise he had waiting for him.

"It's been a pleasure, Alfred. Toodles! HA HA!"

The Joker swaggered out of The Boon Dock Bar& Grill. He hopped into a car, and drove off into the night.

OOC:Wow.

Alfreds last words were sort of....emotional.Its kinda sad.....:(








Oh well.:joker:


Nightwing is SO gonna pummel your ass now that you've officially killed Alfred.........whenever he gets back.....:o

[Batman]

Nightwing continued speeding on,as He was about to enter another town.

He began thinking about what happened just before He was kidnapped.

Tim was The Red Hood.

The moment he remembered that He almost stopped the bike right then and there.

He had forgotten....about everything.

It was all coming back to him.

The fight with Joker,Barbara in danger,Bruces mental break down,Mr.Freeze,Supergirl,Clark......and Tim.

He didnt exactly know how long he was gone......it seemed like years.

It wasnt,He was sure of that.......but it had to be at least three weeks.

Bruce wanst going to be happy.....about any of this.Me,being stupid enough to get kidnapped.....Nyssa being killed....Clayface posing as Ras....The REAL Ra's being scheduled to be ressurected by the Pit.....


Nope,Bruce sure as hell wasnt gonna be happy about this one......then again.....when is he ever happy?


Barbara......

"Oh,crap..."

Barbara was going to be FURIOUS.Bruce,Dick could handle.But Barb.....

Dick almost dreaded going back once He thought of it.

Not that it was going to be easy getting back anyway....

He looked down on the fueltank of the cycle.


It was halfway full.....and decreasing....


Dick didnt have enough to refill it.He carried money with him.....but only enough to get something to eat.Not fill a tank,or get some clothes.....or anything.


God,this was going to be tough.....

Nightwing then remembered his hunger......and how he never got anything to eat.

Seeing a Taco Bell across the road,He turned,and headed for it.


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"So,thats six bean burritos,five soft tacos,and three bottled waters?"

"Yeah."

"Well....okay,sir.....the total is 16.43.....please pull to the first window."

As Nightwing waited in line,He felt like a damned fool.

First of all,He was riding around on a STOLEN motorcycle......second,He was in his costume,which was slightly tattered,due to his fight with Ra's/Clayface.....and third........He had JUST enough to get his food.

He put on his helmet,and put the visor down,to hide his mask......considering He cant take it off,due to him having a secret identity.

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As Nightwing sped off with his food,The drive thru window worker stared at his suit.

He recognised it as Nightwing's,but Nightwing was in Bludhaven......theres no way he'd be all the way here.

So,He shrugged it off.

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Dick parked behind a condemned building,and literally dug into his food.

It'd been days....possibly weeks...since he'd eaten.How he lived this long without it was beyond him......but it sure as hell didnt matter.

Nightwing started eating....and within five minutes....had guzzled down two and a half of his drinks,ate three of his tacos,and ate all of his burritos.

As he belched....loudly....He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

"God...I look terrible...."

His face had a cut on it,He had a beard,was skinnier,and his hair was even longer than before.

As He finished his meal,and got back on the cycle,He made a mental note to have Alfred tend to his wound,shave,work out and regain his weight,and get a hair cut......

As he got back on the highway....He remembered that he could've used thew payphone at Taco Bell.

"DAMMIT!!!!!!"

There was no time to turn around....So,he continued onto the next city.

Of he remembered right,He'd be getting to Central City within a few minutes.

Great.......only about six states to go through......IF the bike could last that long.


It was gonna be one hell of a trip.....


Nightwing neared Central City,which was only about three miles away.

He remembered the city,once.....a long time ago.

Right before Haly's Circus went to Gotham,They performed at Central City.

It was,and still is,the best show Dick had ever performed in.

.......And pretty much the last one,aswell.

Nightwing quickly got rid of those thoughts,as it wasnt exactly the time to dwell on that now.

As he entered Central City,Nightwing noticed the gas tank was almost empty.

"Greeeeeeat.Just what I need......"

Now that his food and drink problems were dealt with.......His bladder problems were starting.

Quickly spotting a gas station,along the road,Nightwing pulled over.

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"What do you mean "No"?"

Nightwing was standing in front of a cash register,where the owner was denying him access to the bathroom.

"Look....No offense,buddy.....But that outfit aint gonna win ya any friends around here."

"Then I'll change when I get to the bathroom."

Nightwing was lying,of course.....He didnt have any other clothes to change into.

"The answer's still No."

"Why?"

"The restrooms' fer payin customers only."

"I'd buy something if I had the money to."

"Then get lost."

Nightwing quickly looked around,hunting for something he could afford with a dime he found on the floor,earlier.

Then,He spotted a pack of gum,for only 5 cents.

"What about this?"

He handed it to the owner.

"Okay.That'll be 5 cents."

Nightwing handed him the dime,and got back a nickel....and some gum,which he didnt particularly like.

"NOW can I use the bathroom?"

"Go Ahead."

Nightwing was particularly pissed off from the treatment he got before he bought the gum.....but it really didnt matter.

As Nightwing started to walk out to where the bathroom was,He spotted a phone,behind the cashier.

His bladder problems were at the back of his mind,now...

"Can I use your phone?"

"Payin customers only."

DAMMIT.....

Nightwing picked up another pack of gum,and slammed it onto the register,along with the 5 cents.

The cashier,obviously sensing his anger,handed him the phone.

"One call."

Well....now comes the tricky part.

Would he call home?

No.....Noone would be there,considering Nightwing doesnt have a roomate.

Barbara?

HELL No....

Wayne Manor?

That works....


Nightwing dialed the phone number for Wayne Manor.

Nothing.

No ringing,no voice,no busy tone.........nothing.

Did they disconnect the phones or something?

Dammit......This WASNT the time for them to stop answering their phones.

Nightwing was pissed.....but he didnt say anything.He just walked out,furious with this whole ordeal.

He didnt even go to the bathroom....


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As Nightwing sped out of Central City,He remembered he could've called Bruce's cell phone.....

"GOD DAMMIT!!!!!"


Nightwing sped along,furious.

He was about 6,000 miles away from home.....He was tired....And He had NOTHING except a tattered costume,A stolen bike with a barely full gas tank,and two packs of gum.


One hell of a trip,alright......

[DarkKnightJRK]

Harvey looked at the eyes of The Batman. Could see he was still angry at what happened too his Parents. Harvey knew since That First year of the Batman that Bruce Wayne’s parents we’re murdered.

“He’s planning on framing you, but I didn’t know how he’s gonna do it without me seriously.”

I was about to say something when I heard something from the speaker on the Batmobile.

"Batman, it's Alfred. I have been kidnapped by The Joker. I'm fine, don't worry. but The Joker is dead. I need you to come here and help me. I'm at...The Boon Dock Bar & Grill. I'll see you soon."

I go to the driver's side of the Batmobile and sat inside. "I'm heading there, alright?"

"No, I'll go with you."

"Not nessesary."

"Bat--Bruce. I'm part of this as well. I'll go with you."

"...Alright. Get in." He climbs into the passenger's side and we drive to The Boon Dock and Grill.

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As I stepped in, the first thing I noticed was Alfred laying on the floor. The second was that The Joker was no where to be seen. My blood runs cold, knowing the outcome but hoping, praying for it not to be true. As I turned his body over, my hopes are squashed, and I feel yet another piece of me die.

I stare at Alfred's freezing cold face, locked in a hidious grin. I look down and see the words carved into his chest, "Remember what day it is." I feel my body betray me and shudder. I blink furiously, hoping that the image would disapear and he would be alright and everytime my eyes close and open again revealing the same God-forsaken image I get angrier and angrier. I realize I'm starting to sob but I don't care. All that's left in the world is me holding my suragate father dead in my grasp.

Is that all my life has become? A series of holding the dead bodies of the ones I love?

I roar out, not only of rage, not only of grief and utter dispair, but of the bitter finality in realizing what my life has become. What I have become.

I screamed and screamed and my throat started to sieze and still I screamed. My world's shattering, I feel myself being ripped apart piece by piece.

Now, there's nothing left. I can't...feel anything. Just the dispair...and the rage.

The Joker. I remember him after God-knows how long. He has gone too far. There is absolutely nothing left he can take away.

Ever since my parents were killed and I became what I am I have always felt that there were two people inside of me: Bruce Wayne and Batman. Now, when the life of Bruce Wayne is being torn apart, surprisingly, it is Batman that is disapearing. There is only Bruce Wayne, and he has had enough of the Joker.

"Bruce...?" I remember that Harvey is still with me. He has watched me in my grief. I'm not sure if I'm angry or gratefull. "Are you ok, Bruce?" I feel his hand on my shoulder. "'Remember what day it is.' Today's Father's Day. Jesus, Bruce, I'm--" I stand up, pushing his hand away. I couldn't feel the confort in it anyway. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to put an end to this. Once and for all." I walk away, not waiting for Harvey's reply. I get into the Batmobile and drive off. I'm going to find out where he is (The Penguin should know, there isn't a damn thing in the Gotham Underworld that he DOESN'T know), and I am going to make him suffer.

And there is not a force in Heaven, Hell, or on Earth, that will stop me.

[Savage]

"Sounds like a plan to me." John Stewart mentions to the group " And since I'm somewhat publicly know with unless I power down big time a somewhat noticble energy sig makes me a bad choice for the Society infratration." he pauses to look down with glowing eyes at a slightly glowing hands before continuing.

"But I can provide quick transportation for those who are going Hoboken." he adds. "As for the Society group. Is their anyway to keep in contact with you if you need to call for help in a hurry?' John asks the group.
Flash-"Don't worry about it. One of the perks of being in the League is you pretty much have a get out of jail free card thanks to the transporter. There a problem, you call and the we're over there in few secs. Not that I need it or anything.

"EM, you and Midnite go check out what's left of Adams's crib. I'd go but after your face has been plastered all over every product like mine has (one smart comment and you'll be s#*ting your own teeth), you're pretty easy to spot. You guys are only doing recon but just in case, have Vigilante tag along. No-one knows who the hell he is anyway.

"Lantern and I--"

Elongated-Man-"Hey, can we cut the superhero name stuff here. Don't you think Midnite can be trusted with our identities? I mean you blurted out mine already and John couldn't be more obvious. And doesn't everyone pretty much know you by name?"

Flash-"Don't you ever shut up?"
EM-"Oh, let's not start this again."
Flash-"You're right, let's not."
EM-"...somebody's got a stick up their ass."
Flash-"I heard that.:mad:"

*Sometimes people forget who the bosses are around here.*

Flash-"...As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...The Green Lantern and I will head to Barda and Mr.Miracle's place to see if we can get something out of em. We know them personally so they'd be glad to help us as opposed to, well, you guys. You guys go get Vigilante at the shooting range. John and I will head to Jersey. Any questions?"

*Odd looks from everyone. Even John has an eyebrow raised at me. I should be used to getting this type of thing alot but something about this is different.*

Flash-"...Okay...Good. Let's go."
*We start headin out*
Green Lantern-"Don't you think you were a little hard on them?"
Flash-"This coming from G.I.JOE?"
GL-"They're not as experienced as you and me. That's no reason to treat them the way you did."
Flash-"There is no room for games John. Peoples' lives are at stake. We have to take things more seriously."
GL-"...Your intentions are noble and I'm sorry about what happened to your wife...But that kind of thing is to be expected in our line of work. All we can do is move on with our lives and keep living. We're only human...You know what can happen when you take things too seriously."
*I turn to see John with a green Bat-Cowl on his head. It can't help but bring a smile to my face.*
GL-"What do you say we head out for a little R&R after this whole thing is done with?"
Flash-"Heh. I know someone that needs it even more than I do."
GL-"Bruce? Oh he's coming too.:)"
Flash-":eek: You're s#*tin me!"
GL-"Nope."
Flash-"...This I've gotta see.:D"

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*We're then transported to surburbia hell in front of a seemingly average two story home which looks exactly like the other 5 houses lined up. Horrificly weird. Yup, Scott and Barda probably feel right at home...Sure are taking a while to answer that door...My imagination runs away with me and I'm reminded of Bruce joinin us to go clubbin. The thought of him doing the 1-2-Step almost makes me burst out laughing*
Flash-*snickers*:)
GL-*Raises eyebrow*

*Then the door freakin swings open! Fog comes flowing out, there's this crazy light show going on*
Mr.Miracle-"WHO DARES ENTER THE LAIR OF oh it's you. Come on in. Barda, it's John and Wally!"
Barda-"You never warn me when we have guests! I'm half naked!"
Flash-":)"
*John gives me a hard elbow in the arm.*
Mr.M-"Just put on a t-shirt and sweats and get down here. *back to us* You guys want some hotpockets?"
Flash-"DO I?!?!:D"

*in a half a second I'm on the couch. 12 hotpockets in one arm, tv remote in the other.*


OOC: I'll let you continue from here PFunk. Feel free to edit.

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: What an amazing post DarkKnightJRK. Very powerful. Well done.

[rigel7soldiers]

Me, Vigilante, and... Ralph got to discussing just who to disguise ourselves as... I figured I could be Deadshot, but Vigilante is more suited for that. And unless Adam feels like going after any other nonpowered male villains, we might be stuck... Did Flash really tell us to go to Khandaq? The last time, Adam told me that if I set foot in Khandaq, he would consider it an act of war... Well, what's he going to fight with now, nearly all the Featheirans are dead... Maybe EM has some kind of two-way wrist radio, or some way to talk to Flash about it...

[PFunk2]

Flash-"Don't worry about it. One of the perks of being in the League is you pretty much have a get out of jail free card thanks to the transporter. There a problem, you call and the we're over there in few secs. Not that I need it or anything.
"Don't be cocky Red." John adds.

"EM, you and Midnite go check out what's left of Adams's crib. I'd go but after your face has been plastered all over every product like mine has (one smart comment and you'll be s#*ting your own teeth), you're pretty easy to spot. You guys are only doing recon but just in case, have Vigilante tag along. No-one knows who the hell he is anyway.

"Lantern and I--"

Elongated-Man-"Hey, can we cut the superhero name stuff here. Don't you think Midnite can be trusted with our identities? I mean you blurted out mine already and John couldn't be more obvious. And doesn't everyone pretty much know you by name?"

Flash-"Don't you ever shut up?"
"You know he's right Wally." John adds in.

EM-"Oh, let's not start this again."

Flash-"You're right, let's not."
"Whew" John lets out.

EM-"...somebody's got a stick up their ass."

Flash-"I heard that.:mad:"

*Sometimes people forget who the bosses are around here.*

Flash-"...As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...The Green Lantern and I will head to Barda and Mr.Miracle's place to see if we can get something out of em. We know them personally so they'd be glad to help us as opposed to, well, you guys. You guys go get Vigilante at the shooting range. John and I will head to Jersey. Any questions?"

*Odd looks from everyone. Even John has an eyebrow raised at me. I should be used to getting this type of thing alot but something about this is different.*

Flash-"...Okay...Good. Let's go."

*We start headin out*

"Don't you think you were a little hard on them?" John asks Flash as they do.

Flash-"This coming from G.I.JOE?"

"I'm only saying they're not as experienced as us." John adds "That's no reason to treat them like that because of it."

Flash-"There is no room for games John. Peoples' lives are at stake. We have to take things more seriously."

"Damn it. Don't you think I know that." John gives the speedster a brief, but hostile look bfore continuing. "Afterall you're NOT the only one who's lost loved ones in this job!." briefly rasing his voice at him.

"What WE do afterwards is somehow learn to deal with it. Move past it. And keep on with our lives keeping them alive in our minds." he continues after pausing a movement.

"After all we all know of someone who does take things to seriously." and on that note John forms emerald batcow around his head to make the mood upbeat..

Which brings a smile to Flash's face.*

"So what about for a little R&R after this?" John asks the speedster

Flash-"Heh. I know someone that needs it even more than I do."

"I know." John adds. "He's coming too." as a broad smile appears on his face.

Flash-":eek: You're s#*tin me!"

"Nope." John convinces the speester. "Damn near floored me when I told him also-and I've seen alot. I wonder how he'll feel when it finds out I've picked guy's old bar 'Warriors as our meeting place" John's smile becomes even broader.

Flash-"...This I've gotta see.:D"

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*We're then transported to surburbia hell in front of a seemingly average two story home which looks exactly like the other 5 houses lined up. Horrificly weird. Yup, Scott and Barda probably feel right at home,

"Actually I live in a neigborhood simular to this. Right down to the lawn." John adds in.

...Sure are taking a while to answer that door...My imagination runs away with me and I'm reminded of Bruce joinin us to go clubbin. The thought of him doing the 1-2-Step almost makes me burst out laughing*
Flash-*snickers*:)

John just raises an eyebrow, and shakes his head.

*Then the door freakin swings open! Fog comes flowing out, there's this crazy light show going on*
Mr.Miracle-"WHO DARES ENTER THE LAIR OF oh it's you. Come on in. Barda, it's John and Wally!"

John briefly stands there with a shocked look on his face before quickly composing himself. "Now we know why," John says to himself deapanly.

Barda-"You never warn me when we have guests! I'm half naked!"
Flash-":)"

John 'idot' slaps the back of Flash's head in response. "Idot."

Mr.M-"Just put on a t-shirt and sweats and get down here. *back to us* You guys want some hotpockets?"

Flash-"DO I?!?!:D"

*in a half a second I'm on the couch. 12 hotpockets in one arm, tv remote in the other.*

"I'll just have a soda." John answers. "And I appologize for my friends actions" he adds.

Then, finding a chair of his own to sit on turns to the couple. As Barda hands him his cola and begins.

"Forgive us for interupting you like this but there is a reason for this visit, But me and Flash need to ask you too some info about the Source Wall and New Genesis. Since for some reason Black Adam may be interrested in both. And you too seem to be the ones to ask."


OOC: I'll let you continue from here PFunk. Feel free to edit.[/QUOTE]

OO: Thanks.

[twylight]

OOC: The New Version

IC:After the meal Dinah joined the majority of the tour group in playing card games.
She briefly saw Digger head outside to a small little patio, with a table and chairs, surrounded by greenery.
Seating herself in a chair that faced the door she grabbed a handful of peanuts and checked her deal.

After what she guessed was close to two hours of jokes, and card hands Dinah rose from her chair.
“Thank you all, I’m now retreating to my spacious room.” She said as laughter went around the group.

“Oh, be careful dear, I noticed that young man glancing your way.” Sarah said nudging Dinah. Glancing up Dinah noticed that Digger and the man who had accompanied him outside had returned. As well as who she assumed was the mans wife, standing with her arm through her husband’s.
A brief sense of nostalgia went through her, shaking it off she said. “Oh, I’ve handled men before.” she said winking at the group of women. Walking towards the rooms she heard giggles from behind her.

Opening the door to her room she glanced down the hall. Hearing laughter and voices from the main room she assumed everyone was there. She wondered if she had become paranoid and hoped Digger would make his move soon so she could get out of here.

After crawling into bed and making sure the mosquito net was in place Dinah slipped easily into sleep.
Till a crash woke her up. Her eyes opened wide as she lay on her back. Leaping up she pulled on her shoes and walked towards the window. Stopping herself. No, if anyone saw her they’d wonder why she hadn’t gone out her door. Thinking this in a split second she switched on her light, and ran into the hall, no one seemed to have noticed, no one else was in the hall. “Hearing aids.” she thought as she ran down the hall trying to keep her boots from thumping.
She had just pushed her back against the hallway door leading into the main part of the building when everything went black. The nightlights along the wall went dead as she heard the sounds of the now awakened tourists in the hall and the sounds of what she assumed were Raiders in the entry way of the building.

Going around the corner she saw the front door open starting to run for it she heard the unmistakable sound of flesh on flesh. Someone else was out there with them.

Spinning on her heels she turned back into the dark hallway and ran back to her room, making her way through the rest of the group as a few of them found flashlights.

"Please! Please! We don't know who is here or if they have even left."
Dinah said, she waited till the group went silent.
"Where's Hans?"

A small woman spoke up. “No, they aren’t here.”
Dinah’s mind raced. She was sure they were Raiders. A group of Raiders attacking would have separated the group from the guides, the head from the body.
She remembered seeing the Tour guides go towards the back of the building for their rooms…..her thoughts bled and blended as it hit her.

“I’m sure it’s just that the generator failed, I’ll go and see if I can find Hans.” She watched for a brief second while the Seniors turned and made their way back to their rooms...she heard a female voice ask “I wonder where Bill is?” and a male voice answer her “Probably a heavy sleeper, God Bless him.”

A slight smile went across her face. Feeling her way down the hall and back to the front door she moved as quickly as was possible. Her eyes wide as they tried to absorb what little light there was.
Pressing her back against the hallway wall she heard no sound coming from her left, the opening which lead to the entryway. Glancing around the wall she discerned from the darkness five men on the ground laying in various positions. The two tour guides and the cook stood near the far wall. Her eyes quickly surveyed the scene before locking in on a man slowly uncoiling from the ground.

[Keyser Soze]

Harvey Dent stared helplessly after the Batmobile as it drove off. He had just discovered that Bruce Wayne was Batman, and now, Alfred was dead. Dent had a whole new respect for Wayne. If it had been him, he didn't think he could cope. He went back into the Boon Dock, looking down at Alfred. Then he heard the maniacal laughter behind him, and his blood ran cold.

When The Joker purchased The Boon Dock Bar & Grill, he'd added a few extras. One of those extras was a secret compartment in the wall. He'd driven a few blocks away from here when he'd realised that he was going to miss out on the fun. He'd came back and, hiding in the compartment, had a front-row seat for Brucie's breakdown. Now, with Batman gone, The Joker emerged from his hiding place, pointing a gun at Dent.

"Harv, Harv, Harv. It looks like The Caped Coconut left you behind. Now that was silly of him, considering what I did to poor old Alfred."

The Joker approached Dent, stepping over Alfred's corpse. He casually looked down at the dead body, smiling at his own handiwork.

"I was glad to see that you got the joke. It's Father's Day! And this...old...fart was the closest thing Brucie had to a daddy ever since his real one was killed right in front of him. And now, on the day where the two should be closer than ever, I've torn them apart forever. Oh, the irony! HA HA!"

The Joker moved closer to Dent, circling round behind him.

"Aren't you jealous of him, Harv? This butler was more of a father to Bruce Wayne than your real daddy was to you. I told you I did my research. He abused you, didn't he? What are you thinking now, on Father's Day? Do you still love him? More importantly, what does he think about you?"

The Joker walked round, until he was face-to-face with Dent. He lowered his gun.

"But there's someone who cares about you. With Alfred dead, you're probably the closest friend old Brucie has left. And wouldn't it be a tragedy if anything were to happen to you..."

Dent's lip curled in defiant hatred.

"I'm not afraid of dying," he spat, "I probably deserve to die after letting an abomination like you loose on the world!"

The Joker chuckled malevolently.

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you," he explained, "Though there are people who would be very happy to see you dead. No, you may not be afraid of death, but there's something you are scared of. What I have planned is worse. Much worse."

Suddenly, The Joker grabbed the trick flower on his lapel, squeezing it. Acid sprayed all over the left side of Harvey Dent's face.

Dent fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

"A bit of deja vu, Harv? HA! It's better this way. You'rea freak, just like me. You always have been. And it's only fitting that you're as ugly on the outside as you always will be on the inside."

The Joker crouched down over the ruin of Harvey Dent.

"You freed The Joker, and now I free Two-Face. Now...isn't that ironic? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

[Karem-Knight]

Dent screamed in Pain it happened all over again in that court room with no one managing too save him, the pain was harder more horrific, and due too the surgery it would be more painful more hellish more damage. The burning plastic in his left side Practically tearing the pupil of his eye. Dent got up and hit The Joker as hard as he could breaking his fist beating him as long as he could blood all over his tux and hand.

“Oh Dent” Said the Joker “I thing you’ll need this”. The Joker said throwing a coin too Harvey, the same coin he threw in the river. Harvey’s mind went too a earth quake this time.


“I’m Back Harv!” said his nightmare coming back and dominating him

“Joker” said Dent

“Yes”-said The Joker

“Say hello too The Devil for me” Harvey said getting out the gun. He couldn’t do it some thing was wrong he wanted too do it but couldn’t he got the coin, the key, the answer he flipped it.

“Right” said Dent standing up

“You win Joker, and so do I Two Face is back, and this coin, thanks for it I needed it!” Harvey said walking too The Joker


“Now Partner how do you want too kill the giant Bat?”

[Savage]

<SNIP>
OOC: Hey do you know anything about Mr.Miracle? If not is there anybody here who'd like to do a lil Mr.Miracle dialogue? I would but I have like next to no knowledge of the guy aside from the fact that he's from Apocalypse, is married to Barda who is also from Apocalypse and the two now live in the suburbs, and they both escaped from Granny Goodness as kids. Oh and that Barda is basicly a taller Wonder Woman and Mr.Miracle can get out of any situation and do just about anything. A lil dialogue help here would be nice.:)

[Johnny Blaze]

http://pc59te.dte.uma.es/cdb/series/dc/bitmaps/darklord.jpg

Before he left the Tower of Fate, the Dark Lord used his magicks to home in on the mystical signature of his potential ally, Black Adam.
As Black Adam streaks through the skies, a green flamed ankh appears before him. Out of the mystical fires steps the Dark Lord, Mordru.
“Hold, Teth-Adam. I am not here as your enemy. My name is Mordru, and I have a proposition for you to consider.”

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam eases to a halt in front of his new arrival. "Mordru. I have been searching for you. I have a proposition of my own, though I believe our goals may coincide. How would you like to assist me in the utter destruction of every hero on Earth?"

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: Hey do you know anything about Mr.Miracle? If not is there anybody here who'd like to do a lil Mr.Miracle dialogue? I would but I have like next to no knowledge of the guy aside from the fact that he's from Apocalypse, is married to Barda who is also from Apocalypse and the two now live in the suburbs, and they both escaped from Granny Goodness as kids. Oh and that Barda is basicly a taller Wonder Woman and Mr.Miracle can get out of any situation and do just about anything. A lil dialogue help here would be nice.:)


OOC: I could manage... turns out, he probably knows abou the Source Wall

[Johnny Blaze]

Black Adam eases to a halt in front of his new arrival. "Mordru. I have been searching for you. I have a proposition of my own, though I believe our goals may coincide. How would you like to assist me in the utter destruction of every hero on Earth?"

Mordru smiles wickedly after hearing Adam’s desire. After seeing the destruction brought to bear against his homeland, and with Adam blaming the heroes of the planet for the act of genocide, Mordru is not too surprised to hear it. After all, this is why he had sought him out.
“Well now, it appears that are goals are indeed similar. For my plans to bear fruit, I too need to eliminate the so-called heroes off the face of the planet.”

[TheCorpulent1]

"Excellent," Black Adam says. "But first, we need to add to our number. I have already told the Flash's rival Zoom of our plans and he is considering my proposition. You and I represent the magical component of our number. But we will need allies from all walks of life, including those as mundane as hired killers. Deathstroke has proved to be a worthy enough adversary to challenge even the JLA in his own ways. He would be a valuable ally to us."

[Johnny Blaze]

"Excellent," Black Adam says. "But first, we need to add to our number. I have already told the Flash's rival Zoom of our plans and he is considering my proposition. You and I represent the magical component of our number. But we will need allies from all walks of life, including those as mundane as hired killers. Deathstroke has proved to be a worthy enough adversary to challenge even the JLA in his own ways. He would be a valuable ally to us."
Mordru ponders this notion for a few seconds before agreeing, “Very well. Let us return to my new fortress where I will be able to locate Deathstroke more efficiently.”
With that said, the Dark Lord spreads his hands wide, and both he and Adam are engulfed in a green flamed ankh and disappear.

Arriving in the Tower of Fate, Mordru and Black Adam appear in a room filled with closed doors and mirrors.
“Welcome, Teth-Adam, to my humble abode, the Tower of Fate.”

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam looks around the tower's interior. "Impressive," is all he says. He looks at Mordru, at the artifacts he's wearing. "This is Fate's Tower, and you wear Fate's artifacts... which begs the question: Where is Fate himself?"

[Johnny Blaze]

Black Adam looks around the tower's interior. "Impressive," is all he says. He looks at Mordru, at the artifacts he's wearing. "This is Fate's Tower, and you wear Fate's artifacts... which begs the question: Where is Fate himself?"
“The good doctor is taking a lengthy sabbatical at the moment”, answers Mordru with a devious smile. “At any rate, do not concern yourself with Fate. His time is over.”

Mordru turns to face Adam and reaches out his right arm with his palm open. A small green flame appears just above his palm, and, when it dissipates, a small emerald falls into the Dark Lord’s palm.
“Here, take this. It will allow you to roam the Tower freely without worry. Should you become lost, just concentrate on this location and the gem will take you here. Also, this trinket allows you access to the majority of the doors in this room.”
Mordru points to a door towards Adams left, “That door there will transport you to the Middle East, specifically the outskirts of your homeland. If you wish to check up on your people, you may do so. When you wish to return, just concentrate on the gem, and the doorway leading back to the Tower will appear.”

Mordru gives the gem to Adam, and turns towards a door on the far side of the large room. “Now, you must excuse me as I will try and locate the mercenary called Deathstroke.”
Mordru stops before entering the door, “This room here…is forbidden to all save me. You are not permitted to enter it. Is this clear?”

[Supergirl]

OOC: Damn good storyline so far guys :up:

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Thanks, I appreciate it and I know Corp does too. :)

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: Yes, many thanks. I'm having fun engineering all of you guys' destruction. :D

[Supergirl]

OOC: Man, I'm totally screwed... If its not ancient Greek magic it'll be you guys... why are there so many evil magic users? :mad:

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Man, I'm totally screwed... If its not ancient Greek magic it'll be you guys... why are there so many evil magic users? :mad:
OOC: Hahahahahahahahahahaha...it's what's "in" now a days. Didn't you get the memo? :D

[Supergirl]

OOC: Krypto ate it :(

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Damn, I'm surprised nobody has killed that mutt off yet. :(

[rigel7soldiers]

edit. I guess I won't be Mr. Miracle...

[SuperFerret]

OOC: Speaking of the "mutt"...

Clark sat up as the sound of a barking dog reached his ears. At first, he thought it was Krypto, all the way from the Fortress, but then he remembered that his super-hearing was gone with the rest of his powers. He stood and began to walk in the direction of the barking. He could tell, from his experiences with Krypto and his childhood on the farm, that the dog was in distress from it's barking. He began jogging towards the dog, and as he got to the top of a hill, he could see the dog. It was a young shepherd pup, and his paw was caught in a fence.
He bent down to see if the dog could be freed, cautiously moving his hand towards the dog's head. It happily licked his hand. "Well," Clark said, chuckling, "at least we know you're friendly." After a bit of fussing with the fence, the dog's paw came free.
The little pup didn't seem hurt, he was just glad to be free. He jumped up on Clark and licked his face until Kent pulled the little guy away from his face. He lifted the energetic pup in his arms, and took him home.
"Well, little guy," Clark said, "I hope you like the farm life."

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: I'll go as Mr. Miracle right now...

"..... Source Wall.... yes... Well, the Source is where the Universe came from. The Source takes the form of a giant hand and writes messages on the Source Wall. As far as I know, Highfather Izaya is the only one to see it... it told him to end the war with Apokolips, and he handed me over to Darkseid. I'm not sure where it is, but Highfather would know. You'll have to go to New Genesis either way..."

OOC: Seriously, what do I do with Mid-Nite and the other two? We can't go to Khandaq... Corp, can we go?
OOC: Actually, The Source Wall is the giant wall at the edge of the DCU that is composed of the bodies of Promethean Giants and other beings who have tried to penetrate it. And, if I remember correctly, it supposedly holds back the pure power of The Source.
The thing Highfather gets info from is something else, though it's still connected to The Source, but it's still a good place for the heroes to get some answers.

[TheCorpulent1]

“The good doctor is taking a lengthy sabbatical at the moment”, answers Mordru with a devious smile. “At any rate, do not concern yourself with Fate. His time is over.”
"Fair enough. I care little for how you came across your power, only that you have it and are willing to direct it at the so-called 'heroes,'" Adam's mouth twists around the word, "of the world."
Mordru turns to face Adam and reaches out his right arm with his palm open. A small green flame appears just above his palm, and, when it dissipates, a small emerald falls into the Dark Lord’s palm.
“Here, take this. It will allow you to roam the Tower freely without worry. Should you become lost, just concentrate on this location and the gem will take you here. Also, this trinket allows you access to the majority of the doors in this room.”
Mordru points to a door towards Adams left, “That door there will transport you to the Middle East, specifically the outskirts of your homeland. If you wish to check up on your people, you may do so. When you wish to return, just concentrate on the gem, and the doorway leading back to the Tower will appear.”
"That will be of no use to me for the time being. Khandaq is in anarchy, its people turned against me. Only after I have destroyed the Earth's populace of heroes can I safely rebuild my benevolent rulership there without fear that they will simply destabilize the country again the next time my back is turned."
Mordru gives the gem to Adam, and turns towards a door on the far side of the large room. “Now, you must excuse me as I will try and locate the mercenary called Deathstroke.”
Mordru stops before entering the door, “This room here…is forbidden to all save me. You are not permitted to enter it. Is this clear?”
Adam peers at the door Mordru indicates. "Of course," Adam says, "I am sure that whatever it contains would be of no interest to me anyway. Despite the source of my powers, I loathe you wizards and your toys." Inside his head, Adam's thoughts tell a different story, however. "He would bar me from that room," Adam thinks . "It must contain something important... I will have to find a means to access it eventually."

Adam turns as the door clicks shut behind Mordru. He turns back to ask Mordru a question, but is startled to find that the door is no longer even there. "Gaining entry may be harder than I thought," Teth-Adam thinks. "But no matter. More pressing matters concern me now." He sets off down the twisted corridors and mind-boggling staircases of Fate's Tower. One door reveals an enormous library littered with books on magic in all its myriad forms. Teth-Adam sneered and closed the door. His powers were of a different sort, but they were all he needed; unlike those whose assistance he presently sought, he did not feel the rabid lure of absolute power. He wished only to be left alone in a world where he could keep a strong, united Khandaq safe. That world did not yet exist, and it was easy to manipulate those who craved power into helping him build it since he could faithfully promise them whatever they desired of their new world besides Khandaq; he cared little for other territories, as well.

Black Adam's search of the premises took him all over the tower. He opened doors onto freezing tundras, barren desert wastelands, and even worlds composed entirely of raging fires. Other doors revealed riches beyond telling, artifacts of magical power, demon hordes. None of it impressed him, and ultimately he used the gem to take him back to his starting point so he could simply sit down and wait. He wanted only one thing; he just wished Mordru would locate Deathstroke faster.

OOC: rigel, you can go to Khandaq. You'd just be stuck in the middle of a chaotic war zone. I've still gotta gather up some forces so I can try to kill you suckas. :p

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite and Killer Frost hadn't spoke to each other after it was announced that they were to fight each other- possibly even kill each other.

Rudy had drained many more people from the bar to prepare for his fight with Frost. They now looked into one another's eyes from across the caged-in ring. They were both natural born killers and, might not be crazy enough to warrant a trip to Arkham, but they were both psychotic nonetheless.

Rudy's blank yellow eyes bored into Killer Frost's seductive, yet fierce eyes. Despite whatever feelings they might have developed for eachother, they were both determined to win this fight, no matter what the cost.

The bell rang to begin the match. The Parasite smiled.

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[SuperFerret]

Dinner at the Kent home was as wholesome as an event as one would ever want. The scene is reminiscent of a Norman Rockwell painting. Everyone did their part. Martha cooked, Johnathan set the table and washed the dishes, and Clark, having been out of the routine for so long, did what he could when he could. And the newest Kent, the puppy who was dubbed Yum-Yum by Martha, due to the little dog's large appetite.

Elsewhere, far away from the farmhouse in Kansas. A powerful figure rose from an icy crater. It looked into the everlasting night sky and located its new destination. That was where the imposter lived. The figure laughed, and a coarse voice whispered "Me am coming."

[Savage]

edit. I guess I won't be Mr. Miracle...
OOC: Don't worry about it. Thanks to that description from Johny Blaze I think I remember now. And yes you can go to Khandaq. It's not like you know where Black Adam is or anything. If he's not there then fine, continue surveliance till he comes back. Maybe even secretly help people(You guys being dressed as villains and all, anything too big would raise suspicion[SP?]).

IC:
Mr.Miracle-"Ah, the Source Wall... I know a thing or two about the Source Wall. Flash could you scoot over a bit? Thanks. The source wall is where all the answers lie. It is the beginning and end of our universe. Behind that wall is...well...the source. The man. The creator. You have questions, he's the guy you go to. The wall is there to hold back his sheer power. This guy can destroy everything we know as quickly as he created it and every now and then there is someone stupid enough to challenge that power and they become trapped in the wall for all eternity."

Green Lantern-"But what does the Source Wall have to do with us?"

Mr.M-"That my dear John...is the mystery...Hey, "I love the 80s" is on." *grabs a hot pocket from Flash*
Flash-"Pauly Shore's the man."
Mr.M-"You know it."

[rigel7soldiers]

We manged to put together some disguises I don't see HOW I can fool anyone into thinking I'm Catman, but whatever. Vigilante ended up being Mirror Master, and EM is Captain Cold. I'm worried about EM's nose. It's a serious liability when you're doing recon work... whatever. We went to Khandaq despite my protests, and I decided to just snoop around, try to get a few leads.
First, figure out what happened. Second, confront Adam with the truth.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: You stole the gadgets and outfits of villains including Deadshot? How? Deadshot is currently managing my Suicide Squad mission.

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: sorry. I edited, so It's nothing like that now.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Alright, cool. Just clearing things up. :up:

[Johnny Blaze]

Mordru sat on his throne, a multitude of scrying mirrors all around him as he searched for the mercenary called Deathstroke. He has found one ally for this Dark Alliance, but he will need a few more before they can start their war against the heroes that infest this planet.
“Hahahahaha…you do have a sense of humor, I’ll give you that.”

Mordru looks into one mirror and sees an old man dead on the ground with a smile on his face in a dark room, as two villains plot against the Batman.
Mordru turns from his mirrors to face the niche in the wall, “You truly believe that, don’t you? Ah, Hector, that’s what I love about you. Always the optimist. I’m sorry to tell you, Hector, but I’m here to stay this time. There will be no one coming to your rescue this time.”

Mordru turns back to the scrying devices. One shows a masked man on a bike speeding off into the night like a bat out of hell. The Dark Lord does not give this person a second glance, and turns his attention to another mirror.
“HA! Well, he’ll never find out the truth, so I guess the chances of that scenario happening is slim to none.”

In this mirror, Mordru sees two heroes, a Flash and a Green Lantern, as they approach a house in the New Jersey area. Mordru sighs as he the picture fades out and he moves on to the next mirror.
“Where are you, Deathstroke? I am growing…what? Of course he will...he’s a mercenary after all. If money is all he desires, then money he shall have. Teth-Adam speaks good things about this Deathstroke, and, if they are indeed true, he will make a fine addition to our Dark Alliance.”
Mordru turns his head towards the niche, “More hackneyed than the Justice Society? Hector, you have no place to mock our group’s name when yours is no better.”

Turning back to his scrying mirrors, Mordru finally hits pay dirt.
“Ah, here we are. Took longer than I thought it would, but I’ve finally found you.”
Mordru rises to his feet to rejoin his associate, Black Adam, so that they may go and gather Deathstroke. “Hector, I am growing tired of the same old babble spouting from your mouth again, and again. Be quite...or do I have to cast a spell of silence over you?”

“There, that’s better. Do not fret, Hector. I will be back shortly with another guest and we can resume our conversation anew…and, hopefully, you’ll have learned a different tune.”

With that Mordru leaves and travels back to the room in which he left Black Adam.
“Time to go, Mighty Adam. I have found our mercenary.”

[DarkKnightJRK]

The first thing Oswald Cobblepot noticed as he walked back to his office was that a leg from his $4,000 table was missing, the second was that his guards were on the floor, bleeding on his $10,000 carpet, the third thing he noticed was the sensation of the missing leg from said table smashing into the left temple of his skull like a bat out of hell (pun intended...both of them).

He dropped to the floor and a massive black figure picked him up by the collar and threw him back into the broken table, completely shattering it. A few flashes from the bottom half of the figure and sundenly he was coughing up blood and had a size 14 boot on his abdomnen. The figure exposed his full form and Oswald figured out it was The Batman...a very, very, VERY, angry Batman...who seemed to have blood on his gloves and chest.

Oswald was really tired of noticing these kinds of things.

It was then when The Batman spoke. His normal growl was amazingly more frightning then Oswald ever heard it. Indeed, The Batman was VERY angry, and Oswald was fighting himself not to wet the pants of his $200 suit.

"Penguin. Tell me where the Joker is. NOW."

OOC: Doc Ock, I can use you at the moment.

[Harlekin]

Roy Harper, Arsenal is dead. Deathstroke did not regret it, but merely thought about killing the other Titans as well. Arsenal had hurt his daughter, while Raven had consumed his son Jericho.

The Titans. Sidekicks to the Justice League. He didn't hate them, not what they stood for anyway. He wasn't evil, after all. Just a cold bastard. With the recent calls coming in from the Calculator, assassinating the loved ones of the Justice League, Deathstroke figured that might be the place to start, the Justice League.

Taking off his mask, Slade used a blade to pin it into the rock against which the dead body lay. They'd find him soon enough. He'd have the Teen Titans after him AND the Justice League. Cheshire too.

[Spike_x1]

OOC: 200$ suit? Cobblepot's cheapin' out! :D

Damn, I nit-pick alot. :(

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam rises to his feet. "Finally," he mutters petulantly. "Where is he? What was he doing? Anything you saw might serve to sway him to our cause, just in case he has more on his mind than money for once."

[Twitch]

I come awake to the sounds of Gotham and give a slight smile. I moved myself into a seating position and rubbed sleep from my eyes. Then it dawned on me what I done. I remember the terified faces of Ivy, Alfred, the goth kid, and that receptinist.

"God forgive me." I put my head in my hands and wept.

.................................................. ...................

"Alfred I'm so sorry." I walked into the living room and became instantly alert. The flower pots were smashed, tables were knocked over, and there was no Alfred. I looked at the wall and it made my blood run cold. In green paint,

JOKER WAS HERE

I ran back into the room and caught myself.

"I don't deserve to be behind the mask."

I quickly put on a trenchcoat and a blue ski mask over my head and I rushed out of the house. Time was running out.

[Nightwing.]

OOC:ok im J'onn J'onzz in this RPG.could someone fill me in on where i am and what im doing thanks.

[The Joker]

The first thing Oswald Cobblepot noticed as he walked back to his office was that a leg from his $4,000 table was missing, the second was that his guards were on the floor, bleeding on his $10,000 carpet, the third thing he noticed was the sensation of the missing leg from said table smashing into the left temple of his skull like a bat out of hell (pun intended...both of them).

He dropped to the floor and a massive black figure picked him up by the collar and threw him back into the broken table, completely shattering it. A few flashes from the bottom half of the figure and sundenly he was coughing up blood and had a size 14 boot on his abdomnen. The figure exposed his full form and Oswald figured out it was The Batman...a very, very, VERY, angry Batman...who seemed to have blood on his gloves and chest.

Oswald was really tired of noticing these kinds of things.

It was then when The Batman spoke. His normal growl was amazingly more frightning then Oswald ever heard it. Indeed, The Batman was VERY angry, and Oswald was fighting himself not to wet the pants of his $200 suit.

"Penguin. Tell me where the Joker is. NOW."

OOC: Doc Ock, I can use you at the moment.

The Penguin,ever the man to try and keep his cool,merely stood up and dusted off his tux and straightened his dickie bow,picking up his top hat and placing it back on his head.

"I could have you arrested for breaking and entering you know,not to mention property damage and assault" the Penguin said with a grin.

He removed his hankerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his lips and brow.He looked towards his table again.

"That table was a rare antique.Made in Munich.Priceless.But then vigilantes like you have no respect of other people's property have you??".

"Now then you had a question.Oh yes.You wanted to know where the Joker is".

The Penguin took his cigarette holder out from his coat pocket,popped a cigarette in it and lit it.He took a large puff from it and blew the smoke in Batman's direction.

"My dear rodent how could I,a legitimate businessman possibly know the whereabouts of a murderous,psychotic like the Joker??"

As he was speaking he had inched his way towards his umbrella rack and was reaching behind him for the nearest umbrella.

He grasped the handle and pulled it out pointing it at Batman.

"I'm sure you of all people know that this does not shoot bird seed" the Penguin said with a sinister grin.

"Scrap,Percibil" the Penguin shouted.Seconds later two large vultures swooped in.

"Peck his eyes out!!!"

[Johnny Blaze]

Black Adam rises to his feet. "Finally," he mutters petulantly. "Where is he? What was he doing? Anything you saw might serve to sway him to our cause, just in case he has more on his mind than money for once."
“Well, it’s funny you say that, because he had just finished a personal job that should help our sales pitch immensely”, says Mordru as he cracks a wicked grin. “When I found him, he had just finished committing an act that will put the entirety of the hero community after him. He will need our aid for protection...for himself, and his injured daughter.”

“Come, Mighty Adam. Let us go to the Navajo plains to gather our mercenary…”
Mordru spreads his hands and a green flamed ankh appears. The Ankh engulfs the two villains, and whisks them away toward a potential third member of their Dark Alliance…

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: I'm liking your job portraying The Penguin, Doc Ock. He's just so...unflappable. Pun intended.

[DarkKnightJRK]

The Penguin,ever the man to try and keep his cool,merely stood up and dusted off his tux and straightened his dickie bow,picking up his top hat and placing it back on his head.

"I could have you arrested for breaking and entering you know,not to mention property damage and assault" the Penguin said with a grin.

He removed his hankerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his lips and brow.He looked towards his table again.

"That table was a rare antique.Made in Munich.Priceless.But then vigilantes like you have no respect of other people's property have you??".

"Now then you had a question.Oh yes.You wanted to know where the Joker is".

The Penguin took his cigarette holder out from his coat pocket,popped a cigarette in it and lit it.He took a large puff from it and blew the smoke in Batman's direction.

"My dear rodent how could I,a legitimate businessman possibly know the whereabouts of a murderous,psychotic like the Joker??"

As he was speaking he had inched his way towards his umbrella rack and was reaching behind him for the nearest umbrella.

He grasped the handle and pulled it out pointing it at Batman.

"I'm sure you of all people know that this does not shoot bird seed" the Penguin said with a sinister grin.

"Scrap,Percibil" the Penguin shouted.Seconds later two large vultures swooped in.

"Peck his eyes out!!!"

I barely had time to notice the buzzards landing on me and started to peck into my skin. It would be quite difficult, since my eyes were protected by the starlight lenses and the majority of my body was covered in a thick kevlar-nomex weave.

Calmly, I got two small electric disks and placed them on the birds. It's not enough to hurt them, but enough for them to think twice about their master's orders. They flew off of me and perched themselves at the open window.

"I don't think they want to, Penguin," I growl. "Now, maybe some other days I might play the little game you try to do, trying to make you stop your 'I'm a legitimate businessman' bulls**t. But that monster has killed someone I hold dear. Now I'm arguing if I should break more of your 'priceless antiques'...or just break YOU instead. Tell me where I can find him, or I'll have more blood on my hands than I have to."

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker stood up, brushing himself off.

"That's more like it, Harv. By offing Jeeves here, I've destroyed Bruce Wayne. Now there's only Batman left. And I want you to help me finish him off. Let's go."

The Joker and Two-Dace exited The Boon Dock Bar & Grill. The Joker's car was parked out back. They both got in.

"Fasten your seatbelt, it's going to be a bumpy ride! HA HA!"

The Joker and Two-Face drove off. They were heading to The Iceberg Lounge. Wait until Cobblepot saw what he'd done to Dent. Oh, this was far better than killing him. Now, he was finished as DA, but rather than just being another chunk of dead meat, htey could actually employ him as an accomplice in eliminating Batman. Why not share the fun around?

[TheCorpulent1]

The Alliance's two members appear on the Navajo plains in search of their third. They find him sitting next to Arsenal's corpse. Black Adam looks at the corpse and grunts. "Hmph. I never liked those fool teen heroes anyway. Why the Freeman boy allied himself with lesser beings such as these is beyond me."

He turns to Slade, sitting dejectedly by Arsenal's corpse. Black Adam was a ruler of men long before even Deathstroke's ancestors were glimmers in their parents' eyes; he had learned to read the faces of his subjects so that he could provide for their needs. He turned that skill to a different purpose now on Deathstroke. Slade looks back at Adam behind dull eyes, apparently considering the amount of trouble he's gotten himself into by murdering Arsenal. "But wait. Is this Deathstroke? Is this the man who took the business of assassination and raised it to an art? No, it can't be. This man is broken down; a shadow of his former self. Come, Mordru. It's clear we're wasting our time here."

Black Adam hoped that Mordru could see the game he was playing here, appealing to Deathstroke's pride so that they would receive a fierce ally worthy of the Dark Alliance, rather than a fearful man seeking only safety under the umbrella of protection from the Titans and the JLA.

[Savage]

OOC:ok im J'onn J'onzz in this RPG.could someone fill me in on where i am and what im doing thanks.
Right now he's in the infermary. He was knocked out when he tried to read Hal Jordan's mind to learn more about this whole "Source Wall" deal he was mumbling about in his coma. No-one knows what the whole thing is about and right now Flash and John Stewart are at Mr.Miracle and Barda's place investigating. We don't know what J'onn saw or what happened that caused him to get such a mental ass kickin' but he is a pretty important character. Good luck.:)

[Johnny Blaze]

The Alliance's two members appear on the Navajo plains in search of their third. They find him sitting next to Arsenal's corpse. Black Adam looks at the corpse and grunts. "Hmph. I never liked those fool teen heroes anyway. Why the Freeman boy allied himself with lesser beings such as these is beyond me."

He turns to Slade, sitting dejectedly by Arsenal's corpse. Black Adam was a ruler of men long before even Deathstroke's ancestors were glimmers in their parents' eyes; he had learned to read the faces of his subjects so that he could provide for their needs. He turned that skill to a different purpose now on Deathstroke. Slade looks back at Adam behind dull eyes, apparently considering the amount of trouble he's gotten himself into by murdering Arsenal. "But wait. Is this Deathstroke? Is this the man who took the business of assassination and raised it to an art? No, it can't be. This man is broken down; a shadow of his former self. Come, Mordru. It's clear we're wasting our time here."

Black Adam hoped that Mordru could see the game he was playing here, appealing to Deathstroke's pride so that they would receive a fierce ally worthy of the Dark Alliance, rather than a fearful man seeking only safety under the umbrella of protection from the Titans and the JLA. Mordru laughs on the inside as he thinks, Ah, Adam. You are a crafty one, I’ll give you that.

“Yes, it appears that this Deathstroke is not the mercenary of legend that he is said to be. All I see is a worthless shell of a man sitting before me. Weak. Old. Not worth our time”, replies Mordru vehemently.
Hoping that they have struck a nerve in the Terminator enough to snap him out of his despondency, Mordru begins to open up a portal to return to the Tower of Fate…

[Johnny Blaze]

Right now he's in the infermary. He was knocked out when he tried to read Hal Jordan's mind to learn more about this whole "Source Wall" deal he was mumbling about in his coma. No-one knows what the whole thing is about and right now Flash and John Stewart are at Mr.Miracle and Barda's place investigating. We don't know what J'onn saw or what happened that caused him to get such a mental ass kickin' but he is a pretty important character. Good luck.:)
OOC: Yeah, it seems that J'onn might play an integral role in the coming Crisis.
Nightwing, you should PM batnkevlar to talk about what role you could possibly play in the coming storm. Since you've seemed to have read Jordan's mind, you might have some inside info on upcoming cosmic events. :up:

[Harlekin]

"You guys don't hire mercenaries a lot do you?" Slade said as he looked up to the two villains "I do not fear the League or the Titans." he raised his sword as he spoke "I don't even fear you." He pointed the sword to Black Adam and than to Mordru "Black Adam and Mordru."

"You seek my aid in whatever scheme you plan. You want me, a man, to walk amongst you and your gods? You have sunk lower than I would have thought." he gave a slight snicker and a grin as he looked at both Mordru and Adam "I do not seek protection from my enemy, for if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle."

"Sun Tzu, Art of War."





"I'm in."

[TheCorpulent1]

"Excellent," Black Adam replied. "But make no mistake; we have not sunk anywhere. The Alliance is a measured response to each and every hero. There are those you are simply better equipped to deal with than we are, much like the difference between a scalpel and a chainsaw." Black Adam looked the proud man standing before him up and down, taking the sword he pointed into consideration. Black Adam's shape blurred for an instant and Deathstroke's sword appeared in Black Adam's hand. He flipped it around and offered it hilt-first for Deathstroke to take. "I know you well enough to know that you already understood that. Don't make me indulge in unnecessary explanations again."

[Harlekin]

Deathstroke took the sword offered to him and smiled "You won't have to worry about that." He flipped the sword around between his hands before he looked over to Mordru "Do you have anything left to say wizard, or has the deal been settled?"

[Johnny Blaze]

"Excellent," Black Adam replied. "But make no mistake; we have not sunk anywhere. The Alliance is a measured response to each and every hero. There are those you are simply better equipped to deal with than we are, much like the difference between a scalpel and a chainsaw." Black Adam looked the proud man standing before him up and down, taking the sword he pointed into consideration. Black Adam's shape blurred for an instant and Deathstroke's sword appeared in Black Adam's hand. He flipped it around and offered it hilt-first for Deathstroke to take. "I know you well enough to know that you already understood that. Don't make me indulge in unnecessary explanations again."
Mordru, somewhat angered, is about to reply to Slade’s comment, but Adam cuts him off. Mordru holds his tongue, keeping his anger in check. Mordru laughs to himself once more, Patience, Mordru. You have eternity. When the world is yours, he will burn.

Mordru watches amused as Adam snatches Deathstroke’s sword from his hand, and chuckles.

Deathstroke took the sword offered to him and smiled "You won't have to worry about that." He flipped the sword around between his hands before he looked over to Mordru "Do you have anything left to say wizard, or has the deal been settled?" Still smiling, Mordru answers, “No, the deal is done as far as I am concerned. Now, if we are finished here, we can return to the Tower and plan our next move?”

[Harlekin]

"As far as I'm concerned yes." Slade replied to Mordru's query, still a grin on his face. He was playing with the fire everytime he angered Mordru, but he needed to know his boundaries. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer, after all.

OOC: Yeah, he's just doing it to piss Mordru off now.

[Johnny Blaze]

"As far as I'm concerned yes." Slade replied to Mordru's query, still a grin on his face. He was playing with the fire everytime he angered Mordru, but he needed to know his boundaries. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer, after all.

OOC: Yeah, he's just doing it to piss Mordru off now.
Mordru gives Deathstroke a cold, emotionless look as he answers, “Very well then.”
With a wave of his hand he opens a green flamed, ankh shaped portal back to the Tower of Fate. Before they depart, he smiles as he turns to Deathstroke, “Now you may feel some…unpleasantness…at first.”
Before Slade can reply, the portal engulfs the three of them, and Mordru’s silent spell to cause the Terminator a bit of pain from the trip goes unnoticed…

Having arrived in the Tower of Fate, Mordru turns and looks to Deathstroke who is seemingly experiencing some mild pain. To his credit though, the mercenary is hiding it admirably.
“Welcome to my home, Deathstroke…our fortress in the coming war, the Tower of Fate.”

OOC: Forgot to add the last part, so I edited it back in. :o

[TheCorpulent1]

The three villains appear in the Tower of Fate. Black Adam noticed the other two arguing before, but wanted to see it play out. He needed to see how far they would push each other; perhaps they could keep each other in line so he would be free to go about planning the Alliance's deeds.

"Now then, who shall we retrieve next? With Deathstroke on our side now, the lesser heroes can be taken care of with ease. But make no mistake; they will not sit by idly waiting for us to destroy them one by one. Sooner or later, they will pull together and gather their strength. There is no way around it. We will eventually have to face them at full strength, presenting a united front against us. Therefore, I believe that we need more power.

"Mordru, you and I are both forces to be reckoned with, but there are greater still in the universe. I propose that we recruit Ares, the Greek god of war. I have heard tell in my search for allies of trouble on Themyscira, which reminded me that one of Ares' goals has always been eliminating Wonder Woman. She is a major obstacle to his power, but, fortunately for us, she is also counted among Earth's heroes. The prospect of her death should be enough to sway him to our cause, and who better to back us than the god of all conflicts himself? What say you two?"

[Johnny Blaze]

The three villains appear in the Tower of Fate. Black Adam noticed the other two arguing before, but wanted to see it play out. He needed to see how far they would push each other; perhaps they could keep each other in line so he would be free to go about planning the Alliance's deeds.

"Now then, who shall we retrieve next? With Deathstroke on our side now, the lesser heroes can be taken care of with ease. But make no mistake; they will not sit by idly waiting for us to destroy them one by one. Sooner or later, they will pull together and gather their strength. There is no way around it. We will eventually have to face them at full strength, presenting a united front against us. Therefore, I believe that we need more power.

"Mordru, you and I are both forces to be reckoned with, but there are greater still in the universe. I propose that we recruit Ares, the Greek god of war. I have heard tell in my search for allies of trouble on Themyscira, which reminded me that one of Ares' goals has always been eliminating Wonder Woman. She is a major obstacle to his power, but, fortunately for us, she is also counted among Earth's heroes. The prospect of her death should be enough to sway him to our cause, and who better to back us than the god of all conflicts himself? What say you two?" Mordru ponders this proposal for a few seconds before answering, “Very well. You will go and recruit the god of war, and I will search for others to join or cause.”
The Dark Lord points towards a door off to Adam’s side, “That portal there will take you to the Isle of the Amazons, Teth-Adam. Once you have recruited him, concentrate on the jewel and the portal leading back to the Tower will appear.”

[Supergirl]

OOC: :eek:...

IC: As Diana continued to pummel the center head of the ferocious and rabid dog, Cassie finally got her lasso around the neck of the cold head and sent the lightning of Zeus through it. Kara stayed up in the air, taking pot shots at the heads with her heat vision.
Smoke billowed from the ice head as it seemingly boiled away.
That gives me an idea. We'll see how well it works...

"Cassie! Diana! Back off for a second, I'm going to try and eliminate the fire head, and I don't want you two getting caught in the midst. Then we can take out the middle head."

The wonder women moved back to allow Kara to have her shot. Kara first inhaled as much of the surrounding air as she could, then let out a gale of freezing wind, engulfing and diminishing the flaming head, and incapacitating the remaining head in a block of ice. Then Kara flew at the ice block at a speed high enough to break the sound barrier, and shattered it. The dog fell dead and headless to the frozen ground.

[The Joker]

I barely had time to notice the buzzards landing on me and started to peck into my skin. It would be quite difficult, since my eyes were protected by the starlight lenses and the majority of my body was covered in a thick kevlar-nomex weave.

Calmly, I got two small electric disks and placed them on the birds. It's not enough to hurt them, but enough for them to think twice about their master's orders. They flew off of me and perched themselves at the open window.

"I don't think they want to, Penguin," I growl. "Now, maybe some other days I might play the little game you try to do, trying to make you stop your 'I'm a legitimate businessman' bulls**t. But that monster has killed someone I hold dear. Now I'm arguing if I should break more of your 'priceless antiques'...or just break YOU instead. Tell me where I can find him, or I'll have more blood on my hands than I have to."

The Penguin sqwaked in anger."Useless buzzards".

He kept his umbrella pointed at Batman."You break me??? Please Batman if you were that kind of a man you would have killed me or the Joker long ago.You lack the spine for such a bold move".

The Penguin was assuming the person the Joker killed was Dent.But why had he changed the plan to scar him with the acid??

"Dent is better off 6ft under anyway.A leopard can never truly change his spots.Dent probably still had his snout in the underworld trough.He got what he deserved.Everybody does eventually.The trick is to know where you are in the pecking order".

The Penguin pulled the trigger back on his umbrella handle.

"Now leave rodent or I'll perforate your perfidious person and feed your carcass to the vultures".

[DarkKnightJRK]

The Penguin sqwaked in anger."Useless buzzards".

He kept his umbrella pointed at Batman."You break me??? Please Batman if you were that kind of a man you would have killed me or the Joker long ago.You lack the spine for such a bold move".

The Penguin was assuming the person the Joker killed was Dent.But why had he changed the plan to scar him with the acid??

"Dent is better off 6ft under anyway.A leopard can never truly change his spots.Dent probably still had his snout in the underworld trough.He got what he deserved.Everybody does eventually.The trick is to know where you are in the pecking order".

The Penguin pulled the trigger back on his umbrella handle.

"Now leave rodent or I'll perforate your perfidious person and feed your carcass to the vultures".

With speed almost unnatural, I grab the umbrella and punch right into his arm, breaking the bone.

His scream was a strange combination of a scream and a bird-like squak.

I grabbed his other arm and used the momentum to toss him over to the other side of the room, landing on the wall and collapsing on the floor. With vicious speed, I leap towards him, landing right on top of him. I grab the collar and punch him with all my might right into his face.

THUD.
THUD.
THUD.

His beak-like nose might has well been shattered, he'll have some massive bruises and two horrendus black eyes in the morning.

"I don't have the back bone?" I growl. At that moment, I heard a car pulling up into the lounge...we're having company.

OOC: Your cue, Joker and Dent.

[The Joker]

OOC: Oh for the love of god man thats a bit harsh.

Pengy has no arms to use now.You break one and rip the other out of the shoulder blade??

Come on.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Oh for the love of god man thats a bit harsh.

Pengy has no arms to use now.You break one and rip the other out of the shoulder blade??

Come on.

OOC: Sorry, I edited to take out the shoulder blade part. Better?

[The Joker]

OOC: Sorry, I edited to take out the shoulder blade part. Better?

OOC: Gee thanks for leaving me with one good arm j/k :p

Yeah it's cool.As long as I can still hold an umbrella ;)

Broken bones heal.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Gee thanks for leaving me with one good arm j/k :p

Yeah it's cool.As long as I can still hold an umbrella ;)

Broken bones heal.

OOC: Technically so would the other arm, as long as someone popped the bone back into place, but eh, who cares? ;)

[The Joker]

OOC: Technically so would the other arm, as long as someone popped the bone back into place, but eh, who cares? ;)

OOC: LOL! Then edit it and give me the dislocated shoulder.

I have you,Joker and Two-Face fouling my nest.

I need to be able to flap my flippers in defence ;)

[Keyser Soze]

Batman heard the car pulling up. He stood prepared, waiting for whoever was about to make their entrance. And then Harvey Dent walked in, his face held in his hands.

"Batman!" he whimpered, "Why did you leave me behind?"

"Harvey, I..." began Batman.

Then Dent pulled his hands away, revealing himself as Two-Face.

"Not Harvey anymore!" snapped Two-Face, pointing a gun at Batman.

Before he could react, The Joker sneaked up behind Batman, pointing his over-sized gun at the back of Batman's head.

"Gotcha," chortled The Joker.

The Penguin, one arm hanging limp, pointed his umbrella gun at Batman with his good arm. The Joker laughed triumphantly.

"3 on 1. I don't like the odds, Batty..."

[DarkKnightJRK]

With a cold methodical approach that even frightens me, I started to fight.

I first took out a smoke grenade, causing the gas to blind my opponents. I started by kicking the umbrella gun from Penguin's hand and kicked him in the stomech, landing on the wall with a THUD.

I reconized the next nearest person to be Harvey Dent--now, apparently Two-Face once again. I wish I could say that I felt some compassion because of who he used to be. I wish I could say I reconized who he was and took him easy.

I wish.

Instead, knowing how his newly scared part of his face would be sensitive, I took one of my batarangs and sliced into the flesh. His screams told me it was working. I punched into a pressure point on the neck and he passed out on the floor.

Then, I saw the last person up, the one who deserves to die more than any person on this planet: The Joker. The smoke was starting to clear and he could see me too.

"Remember when you shot Barbra?" I asked. "That day, I tried to talk to you, saying how someday we're going to kill each other. Either I killed you, or you killed me, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that at the end of that day, our blood would be on each other's hands." I started to walk to him. "Today's that day, Joker. I can feel it in my bones. Now, no matter how much you've taken from me...I don't want to kill you. If you know who I am then you must know about the vow I took, to never take a life. But...if that's what it takes to finally stop you, then I hope that God...and most importantly, THEY...can understand.

"One of us isn't going to leave alive."

[The Joker]

OOC: DarkknightJRK I'm getting a little tired of this.You have in two posts wrecked both my arms,slammed my face into the wall,broken my face,disarmed me and knocked me out.

You have given me NO chance to defend myself.You simply decide what happens to me in your replies.

You are making yourself invincible.

You can edit that post and let me defend myself from your attacks and Two Face as well.

Who do you think you are just taking us out like that without giving us a chance to defend ourselves??

Maybe we should just get up and blow your arms off.See how you like it.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Again, my apologies, I edited it so you have a better chance. I'm just trying to get a little one-on-one time against Joker.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker, face to face, with his nemesis, burst into wicked laughter.

"You're right about that."

The Joker pointed his gun at Batman, pulling the trigger. A "BANG!" flag rolled out instead of bullets.

"Oh," said The Joker, as Batman dived on him.

But before Batman could land a single punch, The Joker stabbed the flag into his chest, quickly drawing it out. Batman immediately began to spasm, as THe Joker crawled out from underneath him.

"How does that feel, Bats?" giggled The Joker sadistically, "I just injected a neurotoxin into your system. It's going to leave you paralysed for a good couple of hours. Kind of like a waking coma. But don't worry, you still have full sensation. You're going to feel every bit of pain inflicted on you. Now, don't go anywhere! HA HA!"

The Joker turned away from the beaten Batman, looking at his fallen partners. He helped The Penguin to his feet first.

"Take a deep breath, Ozzie, this is going to hurt you more than it's going to hurt me."

The Joker gave The Penguin's arm a sharp tug, popping his dislocated shoulder back into place. Cobblepot let out a pained sqwauk.

"Ozzie, could you go get some rope to tie our friend up?"

The Joker went across to Two-Face, who was staggering to his feet.

"This is the fun part, Harv. And we're going to make this last a looooong time! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

[The Joker]

OOC: Again, my apologies, I edited it so you have a better chance. I'm just trying to get a little one-on-one time against Joker.

OOC: Ok thats fine.But ask us before hand.I'll gladly be knocked out if you wanna face Joker.But don't smash me to a pulp doing it.

Don't just deliver these devastating blows to us like that.Breaking arms and smashing up our faces and knocking us out cold in a heartbeat.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I hear ya, I'll do that for you next time.

Though it's ironic that now I can't move because of Keyser's last post. :|

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Sorry about that JRK. I just figured that this was gonna be a big battle. I wanted to add a little suspense. Now we can have a little dialogue, and some tension. Remember that you are still aware of everything around you, so some great opportunity for internal character development here...

[The Joker]

The Penguin held his arm.It had a rotted ache after Joker popped it back in.His head throbbed,his nose was bleeding and Batman had smashed his favourite umbrella and trashed his nice cosy private office......not a pleasant evening so far.

He saw Batman slumped on the floor incapacitated.The Penguin limped over and kicked Batman in the stomach.

"Lousy bat vermin" he snarled as he went to his desk and pressed a buzzer.A minute later two muscled toughs came to the door.

"Did you meat heads not hear the commotion in here??" the Penguin shouted as he dipped his hankerchief into the jug of water on his desk and wiped the blood off his mouth.

"Sorry Mr Cobblepot but we were out back making sure..." but the Penguin cut them off.

"Spare me.Just pick up the bat and tied him securely to that chair".

The two thugs did as they were told as they hoisted Batman off the ground and tied him securely to the chair.

"Now wait outside.And make sure we're not disturbed.Private meeting" the Penguin said.The two thugs left closing the office door after them.

The Penguin wiped the last of the blood from his face and took out another cigarette in his cigarette holder and lit it.

He walked over to his umbrella rack as his white gloved hand hovered over the many umbrella handles before he carefully selected one.

He swung it merrily in his hand as he walked over and stood in front of Batman.He put the tip of the umbrella on Batman's chest and suddenly a wave of electricity seared thru Batman's body shocking him painfully.

"You know I've always had an affection for flying creatures.But the winged rat is not among them" the Penguin said as he sent another jolt of electricity into Batman's body.

He looked at Joker and Two Face and smiled as he puffed smoke from his cigarette holder."Gentleman it's time to waste a bat".

[TheCorpulent1]

Mordru ponders this proposal for a few seconds before answering, “Very well. You will go and recruit the god of war, and I will search for others to join or cause.”
The Dark Lord points towards a door off to Adam’s side, “That portal there will take you to the Isle of the Amazons, Teth-Adam. Once you have recruited him, concentrate on the jewel and the portal leading back to the Tower will appear.”
"Very well. I will return shortly with Ares in tow, if all goes as planned." Black Adam flew through the portal without delay. He arrived in Themyscira just in time to see Supergirl, Wonder Girl, and Wonder Woman put Cerberus down like so much kibble. Black Adam smiled, knowing that the hell-hound must have been part of some plan Ares had against the heroes; good, this would provide him all the opening he needed to make Ares listen. But knowing that even he couldn't take all three of the women on his own, Black Adam hid in a nearby temple until they'd moved off. He walked inside the temple and called to the god of war. "Ares! Show yourself! I have a proposition for you!"

A blazing fire erupted out of nothingness on the floor of the temple, scorching a nearby marble statue of Athena. Ares stepped out of the flames clad in his signature black armor, looking like a veritable giant with eyes the color of blood. "You would have words with me?" Ares sounded almost amused through his perpetual anger. "What kind of proposition could you possibly have for me? Moreover, why should I, a god in no uncertain terms, listen to you, a mere servant of lesser gods?"

"Because I can offer you the chance to be rid of your hated foe Wonder Woman."

"Believe me, human, you would not last two minutes against Diana. Besides, I have her well in hand."

"Really? So it was all part of your plan for her and her friends to beat the living hell out of Cerberus, was it?"

"Impudent mortal!" Ares reached down and grabbed Black Adam in one hand. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't do Shazam a favor and kill you right now!"

"Because," Adam grunted as Ares' hand tightened, "I have a plan that may not only take care of Wonder Woman, but also plunge the whole world into war." Ares' hand loosened and he tapped his finger against his chin thoughtfully. "I thought that would get your attention. Now please, dispense with this grandiose facade and let's talk, shall we?"

Ares put Teth-Adam down and then shrunk himself, a stylish, pinstriped Armani suit replacing his armor along the way. When they were roughly the same height (Ares kept a few inches on Adam--to feel more important, Adam surmised), Black Adam was faced with a blond man who might have been the CEO of a Fortune 500 company rather than the ancient god of war, except for the fact that his eyes retained their crimson hue. "Speak quickly, mortal," was all Ares said.

"I and a few of my associates have formed an alliance to declare war on the so-called 'heroes' infesting Earth. We know that we are a powerful force, but we also know that the heroes will eventually gather their forces and face as one. Even we cannot hope to stand up to that for long, so we request your assistance. In return, we will make it a priority to slay Wonder Woman and any others you wish gone in the process."

"An intriguing offer. But I was barred from directly interfering in mortal affairs long ago. I gave my word, though I regret it, and a god's word is as a mystical oath."

"Don't worry; the Alliance includes a being whose precision with mystical powers may approach even your own. If anyone could break you free from that oath, he can."

"I see. That brings me to my next point: Who are these allies of yours, exactly?"

"Mordru, the Dark Lord of Chaos, and Deathstroke, the assassin."

"Ah yes... We gods tend to avoid the avatars of Chaos and Order as a whole, but I must admit, I have been impressed by Mordru's ruthlessness. Similarly, Deathstroke's violent enterprises have done much to empower me. He leaves whirling cesspools of conflict wherever he goes."

"So, is that a yes?"

"Indeed, mortal. I will assist you on one condition: When Mordru breaks the mystical barrier preventing me from interfering on Earth, Athena's champion is mine."

"We wouldn't dream of denying you the opportunity for revenge," Adam said with a smile. He opened the portal back to Fate's Tower with Mordru's gem. "Come, then. We have been operating out of the Tower of Fate. No doubt your expertise will speed our cause along nicely." They stepped through the portal. On the other side, Black Adam motioned his arm towards Mordru and Deathstroke. "Welcome, Ares, god of conflict, to the Dark Alliance."

[Johnny Blaze]

After Adam departs, Mordru holds out his hand, and once again a green flame appears floating above it. Once it dissipates, a small emerald falls into the Dark Lord’s hand. An emerald, just like the one he gave to Black Adam, which he gives to Deathstroke.
Mordru then explains how the jewel will allow him to wander the Tower and not get lost, and to come and go as he pleases through the thousands of gateways throughout the Tower. Pointing over to a door directly behind Slade, Mordru says, “That path there will take you to your daughter. If you wish to check up on her, you may do so...or, I suppose, you could bring her here. She would be safer from our enemies in the Tower, after all.”

[DarkKnightJRK]

I can't move.

I want to, I need to. I can't let him escape again.

I will my body to move but it doesn't, I would curse and scream and yell but my mouth has been frozen from the paralization as well.

I felt myself being tied up by some of Penguin's goons. He took one of his umbrella's and started to electricute me with it. While the suit absorbed some of it, I still felt the sting of it.

How could I have been so blind? How could the Joker have been able to stab through the kevlar of the suit? Maybe a seam lossened itself during the fight or something.

Why didn't I protect Alfred? Why couldn't I save him? Why did The Joker ever have to do this? Why does he feel the need to kill the people I love? Why did the damn monster even exist?

Then something hits me: Tim. Tim was with Alfred when I last left them...what happened to him? Did The Joker...?

Sundenly, with all the strength I had I urged and begged for my lips and tongue to ask that but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried, my mouth wouldn't respond.

I can't move. No matter how hard I try to, it just won't.

I hate it.

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: Okay. I've got my work cut out for me...

First things first, examine one of the dead Featheirans. Found one. Alright. Now, what could have done all this in the... four or five hours, tops, that Adam was with me in America? Wings shorn from the body, slash marks on each side of neck... this guy's thorough, I'll give him that. Who has a grudge against Black Adam OR the Featheirans?
Vigilante doesn't seem to think we'll fool Adam... I'm starting to doubt it myself... we might have to commit an actual crime to get his attention... but not in Khandaq, it'll have to wait.

OOC: Should I just come up with what happened, Corp?

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: With what happened in Khandaq? No, JB and I have plans for that.

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Yeah, we have the Khandaq thing covered, but you're on the right track though, rigel7soldiers.
Just have to make sure it's a grand crime to get the Alliance's attention. :up:

[rigel7soldiers]

We decided that what happened to Khandaq, though ufortunate, could not be dicovered with the clues we had. A crime. Big crime, somewhere in America. We're going to have to stop by the JSA brownstone, I think the Icicle's (Joar Mahkent's) freeze gun might be there... *15 hours later* Alright, we have a freeze gun, our charade is complete. Now... to begin our crime spree with a bang...

"Freeze. Yes, I know, that joke's been done to death by ice villains, but it's still funny to me, dammit! You know, just for that, I'm chilling up the whole place."
Ralph began, first instructing the bank's patrons to stop before being heckled. He deftly imitated Captain Cold's quick temper, for which I commend him. I tell him to be sure it's cold enough to freeze, but not kill, and we're in business.

Once we left... it was all crazy... I just remembered we'd probably have to steal the original Mirror Master's (or the current one's) mirror gun... but that's in Keystone... to throw off the heat, we went back to our civillian identities... when we got to Keystone, Ralph handled the police well enough, and Vigilante grabbed the mirror gun from the evidence locker. Okay... we can go through reflective surfaces now... Adam better find us soon... and it better be the RIGHT us, not the chumps we're stuck imitating...

OOC: that wasn't too much, too fast, was it? I left out how they got to Keystone because I'm not sure where th JSA brownstone is...

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: That's cool. I know I've got to help out our newest member, Ares, then I have to locate the Shade so we can recruit him. Or mayhaps, Deathstroke could get the Shade and Adam can go after you all. Have to wait for Corp and Harl to see how they want to work it.

[rigel7soldiers]

I got jealous. My acrobatic prowess doesn't help much when pulling off a robbery. I guess smoke bombs will have to do... and it's not like Catman's dead or anything, so we can't even use the Catcar as a getaway vehicle.... I asked Vigilante if I could be Mirror Master... He gets to keep his "shootin' irons," as he calls them, as Catman, and I feel more important. Shoot light, lasers, travel throgh mirrors. It's great. I think I'll keep the Mirror gun after all this Black Adam business...

[SuperFerret]

OOC: Damn, Black Adam, Mordru, Deathstroke,and Ares? Allied against the heroes of the world? AND they're recruiting more? This looks like a job for..... someone else, I'm still Clark Kent right now.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Who's Ares?

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: Nobody's playing as Ares, if that's what you mean. Also, bat, I might be able to find a Captain Cold for the RPG...

[PFunk2]

OOC: Don't worry about it. Thanks to that description from Johny Blaze I think I remember now. And yes you can go to Khandaq. It's not like you know where Black Adam is or anything. If he's not there then fine, continue surveliance till he comes back. Maybe even secretly help people(You guys being dressed as villains and all, anything too big would raise suspicion[SP?]).

IC:
Mr.Miracle-"Ah, the Source Wall... I know a thing or two about the Source Wall. Flash could you scoot over a bit? Thanks. The source wall is where all the answers lie. It is the beginning and end of our universe. Behind that wall is...well...the source. The man. The creator. You have questions, he's the guy you go to. The wall is there to hold back his sheer power. This guy can destroy everything we know as quickly as he created it and every now and then there is someone stupid enough to challenge that power and they become trapped in the wall for all eternity."

"Okay. But what does the Source Wall have to do with us?" John asks.

Mr.M-"That my dear John...is the mystery...Hey, "I love the 80s" is on." *grabs a hot pocket from Flash*

"But it's a mystery I need to know about." John adds in insistantly.

Flash-"Pauly Shore's the man."
Mr.M-"You know it."

John just shake his head as he watches these two sit down to watch the TV. Then briefly gives Barda a "Is he always like this." look. Then rezzes up a emeral pocket PC and starts looking thru possible new costumed designs from his next door neighboor.

"This is going to be awhile." he thinks to himself.

[Harlekin]

"... Thank you." Deathstroke said as he walked through the portal and ended up by his daughter's bedside. Walking around her for a bit, he then gently gave her a kiss on the forehead as he picked her up. Concentrating back on the Tower, Deathstroke miraciously appeared in front of Mordru. This time he noted, he didn't feel any pain as he travelled. Funny how that works. he thought to himself as he asked Mordru: "Where would be the best place to put her?"

[Johnny Blaze]

"... Thank you." Deathstroke said as he walked through the portal and ended up by his daughter's bedside. Walking around her for a bit, he then gently gave her a kiss on the forehead as he picked her up. Concentrating back on the Tower, Deathstroke miraciously appeared in front of Mordru. This time he noted, he didn't feel any pain as he travelled. Funny how that works. he thought to himself as he asked Mordru: "Where would be the best place to put her?"
“Follow me”, says the Dark Lord as he motions for Deathstroke to follow him.
Mordru opens a small door on the side of the room and they descend a winding stairwell that seems to go on forever. Finally reaching the bottom, they come to a single wooden door with steel framing. “You may put her in there. You will find bedding, blankets, and anything else you require. Now, if you will excuse me, I have work to do.”

[Harlekin]

Looking around the room, Slade gently places Rose on the bed. She'll be fine her, and arguably the safest. He looks back to the emerald that he is holding and towards her. "I'll be here for you." he says as he looks at her one more time before he returns to the main room.

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: Who's Ares?
OOC: I'm basically handling Ares as a supporting NPC at Bishop Cori's request.

Black Adam brought Ares back to the Tower of Fate to find the main room empty. "Perhaps they have gone off to bring more members to our cause. We shall wait here."

"We most certainly will not. Ares waits for no mortal." Ares closed his eyes and sought Mordru out. One teleportation spell later and the two of them stood before Mordru and Deathstroke outside of the room Mordru had prepared for Rose just as Deathstroke was shutting the door. "Lord of Chaos," Ares commanded, "You will assist me in ridding myself of this mystical barrier from directly affecting matters in Patriarch's World."

"Mordru," Adam said dryly, "meet Ares, the god of conflicts. I believe he wants your assistance on a certain matter..."

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: I'm basically handling Ares as a supporting NPC at Bishop Cori's request.

Black Adam brought Ares back to the Tower of Fate to find the main room empty. "Perhaps they have gone off to bring more members to our cause. We shall wait here."

"We most certainly will not. Ares waits for no mortal." Ares closed his eyes and sought Mordru out. One teleportation spell later and the two of them stood before Mordru and Deathstroke outside of the room Mordru had prepared for Rose just as Deathstroke was shutting the door. "Lord of Chaos," Ares commanded, "You will assist me in ridding myself of this mystical barrier from directly affecting matters in Patriarch's World."

"Mordru," Adam said dryly, "meet Ares, the god of conflicts. I believe he wants your assistance on a certain matter..."

Mordru answers sarcastically, “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Lord Ares. Welcome to the Tower of Fate."
Before Ares can reply, Mordru cuts him off, "Now, what is this business about a mystical barrier?”

[Karem-Knight]

The Penguin held his arm.It had a rotted ache after Joker popped it back in.His head throbbed,his nose was bleeding and Batman had smashed his favourite umbrella and trashed his nice cosy private office......not a pleasant evening so far.

He saw Batman slumped on the floor incapacitated.The Penguin limped over and kicked Batman in the stomach.

"Lousy bat vermin" he snarled as he went to his desk and pressed a buzzer.A minute later two muscled toughs came to the door.

"Did you meat heads not hear the commotion in here??" the Penguin shouted as he dipped his hankerchief into the jug of water on his desk and wiped the blood off his mouth.

"Sorry Mr Cobblepot but we were out back making sure..." but the Penguin cut them off.

"Spare me.Just pick up the bat and tied him securely to that chair".

The two thugs did as they were told as they hoisted Batman off the ground and tied him securely to the chair.

"Now wait outside.And make sure we're not disturbed.Private meeting" the Penguin said.The two thugs left closing the office door after them.

The Penguin wiped the last of the blood from his face and took out another cigarette in his cigarette holder and lit it.

He walked over to his umbrella rack as his white gloved hand hovered over the many umbrella handles before he carefully selected one.

He swung it merrily in his hand as he walked over and stood in front of Batman.He put the tip of the umbrella on Batman's chest and suddenly a wave of electricity seared thru Batman's body shocking him painfully.

"You know I've always had an affection for flying creatures.But the winged rat is not among them" the Penguin said as he sent another jolt of electricity into Batman's body.

He looked at Joker and Two Face and smiled as he puffed smoke from his cigarette holder."Gentleman it's time to waste a bat".



Two Face smiled as he saw The Penguin blast the bat. Two Face wanted too use a crow bar or a gun he flipped the coin. Harvey got out the crowbar.






“Hey Midget leave some for me!” Two Face said hitting the bat as hard as he could.

[Supergirl]

OOC: I'm basically handling Ares as a supporting NPC at Bishop Cori's request.

Black Adam brought Ares back to the Tower of Fate to find the main room empty. "Perhaps they have gone off to bring more members to our cause. We shall wait here."

"We most certainly will not. Ares waits for no mortal." Ares closed his eyes and sought Mordru out. One teleportation spell later and the two of them stood before Mordru and Deathstroke outside of the room Mordru had prepared for Rose just as Deathstroke was shutting the door. "Lord of Chaos," Ares commanded, "You will assist me in ridding myself of this mystical barrier from directly affecting matters in Patriarch's World."

"Mordru," Adam said dryly, "meet Ares, the god of conflicts. I believe he wants your assistance on a certain matter..."


OOC: I was actually going to volunteer double duty as Ares myself. I still will if you want me too :)

IC: Wonder Woman patted Kara on the back and smiled. "It appears my sisters have trained you well in combat Kar Zor-El. You are indeed worthy to be called an Amazon, and I will be proud to call you my sister. Well done."

"Great Zeus! That was awesome Kara, I wish I had that on tape! Actually, I wish I could have seen Ares face when you killed his uncle's favorite pet! I can't believe you did that!"

A chilled silence fell over the island, not a sound could be heard, not even the whispers of the animals. "Ares is plotting something, this is a very bad omen. We must remain prepared for war."

OOC: Corp I loved your recruitment of Ares also, that was spot on for both characters. You, Johnny and Trop all are gonna kick ass in this game with your knowledge of the DCU. We need to get Leaguer to join too...

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: Thanks. You're more than welcome to handle Ares if you like. I'm just kind of winging it with him, so if you had any plans for him, feel free to take over. I don't mind taking on more than one character though. I'm handling half the Asgardian pantheon over in the Marvel RPG right now. ;) We're working on getting Leaguer in here.

[Savage]

<SNIP>
Barda-"Umm. Shouldn't you guys be doing some important Justice League stuff right about now?"
Mr.Miracle-"Oh leave em alone Barda. When was the last time we had guests? We're not exactly the most approachable people in the world."
Barda-"That's because you scare the crap out of the neighbors with your stupid light show every time you open the door!"
Mr.M-"Hey, they think it's cool...I am totally jiggy with the peeps yo."
Barda-"Cool? Remember those trick or treaters?"
Mr.M-"I thought we agreed never to bring that up?"
Barda-"Did you really need the demon mask?"
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:Quick Flashback:
*Rings doorbell*
Kids-"Trick or tre--"
Mr.M-"I WILL DEVOUR YOUR SOULS!!!!!!!!
Kids-"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!:eek: *runs away*
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Mr.M-"I thought it was pretty funny.:D"
Barda-"Their parents didn't."
Mr.M-"Their parents were funny too.:D"

*This is more fun than tv.:D :chomps hotpocket:*

Barda-"Not everyone shares your 'unique' sense of humor Scott."
Mr.M-"You know you love it."
Barda-"That's not the point...*sighs*...as if it isn't hard enough trying to be normal."
Mr.M-"Honey, we're superheroes from another planet. Normal, we're not. And we shouldn't try to be. We're perfect the way we are...come on...let's not fight in front of the guests...Eskimo kiss?:)"
Barda-":)Eskimo Kiss"

*Okay I've just lost interest.-_- It's like an episode of Seventh Heaven here. What are those guys up to? Where's a crisis when you need one?*


OOC: Hey, gotta post something in the meantime.