Multiversers: Unlimited RPG

[Andy C.]

This just keeps getting weirder and weirder. And the mission itself doesn't exactly seem like the sort of thing I can bring myself to do. I mean, do we really want to torment an innocent little kid just so he can grow up to be a crime fighter?

"I don't know about you, but in my world, Gotham's home to a few vigilantes. Alan Scott, The Green Lantern. Black Canary, Creeper....Although he's sketchy at best, Ragman. I think Scott's our best choice. Plus Jim Gordon was a damn fine officer in his day."

I look at the other Batman, while he's even more obnoxious than my Bruce, I feel for him.

"Anything but kill his parents, I spent my life protecting the innocent and I'm not about to quit."

"I'm with the big guy here, even if I don't know any of the people he's talking about. Look, if this Bat-guy manages to do some good in his world or whatever, and it's important for this other world that there's another one like him, then yeah, we should go for it. But no way, no way do we kill people. There's gotta be another way to light a fire under the kid."

As I say that, I can't help but think about my own family, Mom and Dad and Uncle Chuck, watching them get strapped into one of Robotnik's machines, the roboticizer turning their bodies into mechanical constructs, turning them into mindless slaves. I think about the day the Acorn Kingdom fell, and how scared we all were as we made our way to Knothole before the robots could find us.

I think of all the first Freedom Fighters, the old soldiers who made their stand so a couple of terrified little kids could take the Princess to safety, and remembering how much I wanted to be like them. And how, over time, I kinda did.

"If what you're telling me is that this kid eventually becomes a hero because of a tragedy, then maybe there's already the stuff to make a hero in him. Maybe we can get to it with something else. Instead of making it happen, we show him the sorta stuff that could happen, and show the kid that there's ways of stopping it. Instead of using fear, we use hope. Y'know, show him heroes. After all, isn't that what most of us are supposed to be?"

 

[The Question]

Well, this is certainly going to hell very quickly.

"Everyone. If we're going to do this, we need some kind of stratedgy. Way I see it, we should all look into different options. You..."

I point to the guy in the red cape.

"You seem like the most social guy around here. How about you try and convince the parents to let their kid to this crap. Use some talk about a profecy and the fate of the world or something like that. Show of your powers and mentions someone important that they'll have heard of to show you mean buisness. Blue, Sonic, and goggles kid, you should work on trying to convince the kid to take up the fight. Take him on a tour of the city's nastier parts, show him the **** people go through regularly, and tell him that he could help. Maybe give some displays of life saving and thug busting to get him into it. Batman, you and I should start looking over the city for a replacement. We should probably start it the projects and run down parts of town, to find someone with the right disposition for this kind of work. Somone who's angry and screwed up, so we can focus that into something positive. We should also concentrait on finding really smart ones. Anyone can learn how to fight, but only certain special types can become tacticians or detectives. Of course, if all of this fails, then just give me a gun and a wardrobe change and I'll have the kid scarred for life, but I don't think any of us want to go into that option if we don't have to."

 

[Andy C.]

I start to bristle as he mentions offing the kid's parents so casually. At least he's only saying it as a last resort, but come on, that shouldn't even be an option.

Still, he's the only one so far that's brought up an actual plan. Might as well go for it.

"Sounds about as good of a plan as any other, and I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear that last bit, because whatever we do, we're NOT doing that. Other than that, unless anyone can come up with something better, I say let's do it to it."

Not entirely sure if I should suddenly be all gung-ho around a bunch of Overlanders from other universes, but if we're gonna be a team, we might as well start acting like one.

"But first thing's first, Stretchy," I say to the guy who brought us all here in the first place. "If we're all gonna start hopping around a different universe, how do we even get there?"

 

[Watchman]

Getting sick of being called the googles kid I think it was time to introduce myself.

"Oh my name's Invincible if anybody is wondering and put me in the non killing camp I don't even want this group to consider that an option."

 

[SuperFerret]

I start to bristle as he mentions offing the kid's parents so casually. At least he's only saying it as a last resort, but come on, that shouldn't even be an option.

Still, he's the only one so far that's brought up an actual plan. Might as well go for it.

"Sounds about as good of a plan as any other, and I'm just gonna pretend I didn't hear that last bit, because whatever we do, we're NOT doing that. Other than that, unless anyone can come up with something better, I say let's do it to it."

Not entirely sure if I should suddenly be all gung-ho around a bunch of Overlanders from other universes, but if we're gonna be a team, we might as well start acting like one.

"But first thing's first, Stretchy," I say to the guy who brought us all here in the first place. "If we're all gonna start hopping around a different universe, how do we even get there?"

"Simple. My associate, the man known as 'The Doctor', shall ferry you there in his interdimensional and chronal transport machine, called a TARDIS. When the time comes for you to return from your journey, he will go and fetch you back here again."

 

[Byrd Man]

"You seem like the most social guy around here. How about you try and convince the parents to let their kid to this crap. Use some talk about a profecy and the fate of the world or something like that. Show of your powers and mentions someone important that they'll have heard of to show you mean buisness."

"I could try to talk to the Wayne's and convince them. I could tell them about the things their son will do and even show them what will become the batcave."

"Simple. My associate, the man known as 'The Doctor', shall ferry you there in his interdimensional and chronal transport machine, called a TARDIS. When the time comes for you to return from your journey, he will go and fetch you back here again."

"What are we waiting for?"

 

[Torchwood]

"If you will excuse me for a moment, Barbara, I think I just heard my cue."

Once I heard Reed mention my name to the group, I figured it was about time to make my entrance. And what a group it was. I approched them all with my scarf trailing behind me. Such a diverse group, to be sure.

"Well, well. Look who we have here. As Reed said, I am The Doctor. Although, I must admit, I say it much, much better. But I digress. You all will be traveling in my ship, the TARDIS. I invite you all to make yourselves comfortable. That does not mean, however, touching the controls. Oh, and do try not to mind the robot dog.

Now...shall we to Gotham?"

 

[twylight]

I am glad to see that the first face in front of me is Barbara Gordon.

"Barbara, it's so good to see you again. It's been too long, honestly."

As glad as I am to see her again, my attention is constantly drifting towards the comotion happening in the next room. Reed seems to have brought in a slew of interesting characters. Then again, Reed is an interesting character in himself.

"Now Barbara, I have already assumed that Reed needs me for something, and knowing me I always assume right. But did he really have to manipulate my TARDIS, hm? I mean she is used to one pilot in me and being put under the control of a third party is...well...it's absurd! Besides she's...shh...she's very sensitive. Well, you're a woman, you understand...hm?

Oh...could you please just explain what's going on now?"

I smile as he greets me before growing serious.
"It's Batman's timeline again. This one is unique because it doesn't have a Batman. His parents never died."

Every timeline had a Batman of some sort and for one to not have one was threatening to the natural balence.

"If you will excuse me for a moment, Barbara, I think I just heard my cue."


I nod as he walks off, I turn and follow him keeping the heels of my shoes quiet. I watch as he enters the room and deliberately hang back. This one wasn't one of 'mine' since Reed hadn't alerted me. It didn't mean it was of any greater or lesser importance than others, just one he prefered to handle it on his own.

 

[Andy C.]

Once I heard Reed mention my name to the group, I figured it was about time to make my entrance. And what a group it was. I approched them all with my scarf trailing behind me. Such a diverse group, to be sure.

"Well, well. Look who we have here. As Reed said, I am The Doctor. Although, I must admit, I say it much, much better. But I digress. You all will be traveling in my ship, the TARDIS. I invite you all to make yourselves comfortable. That does not mean, however, touching the controls. Oh, and do try not to mind the robot dog.

Now...shall we to Gotham?"

So this is 'The Doctor' that this Richards guy was talking about. Not his real name, obviously....so Doctor who? Looks kinda funny, all teeth and curls with a never-ending scarf. Still, considering the only 'Doctor' I've encountered was a big fat guy with a huge moustache and a constant need to kill me, I shouldn't complain....though I can't help but stifle a giggle at his ship's goofy name. Man, what is it with these humans and weird gimmicks?

"Hey, I'm up for it. I dunno about the rest of you guys, but I'm not too fond of being cooped up indoors like this. Oh, and we've got a whole universe to save while we're at it, so like the big S-guy said, what're we waiting for?"

 

[twylight]

I peek around the doorframe at the people within, yes...Batman was there and he looked so similar to my own.

I sigh, I almost wish I could go on this mission. Almost, there is still that library from Universe 1138 to catalog into the computer.

 

[Batman]

" Batman, you and I should start looking over the city for a replacement. We should probably start it the projects and run down parts of town, to find someone with the right disposition for this kind of work. Somone who's angry and screwed up, so we can focus that into something positive. We should also concentrait on finding really smart ones. Anyone can learn how to fight, but only certain special types can become tacticians or detectives.."

Who the hell does this leather fetished clown think he is telling me what to do? I don't follow orders. I give them. I'm the Batman, not some second string soldier to throw around like a damned paper doll. None of these people realise who I am. Screw this. I'm gone.

I turn around to leave before anyone notices, but stop faster than a flying bullet as soon as I realise something. What the hell do I think I'm doing? I'm about to let these people run around and kill another set of my parents? No. Not today. I ain't playing that card. Not today. I'd gladly rot in hell before letting these Saturday morning 'toon rejects ruin another life of mine.

Better play their game. And play it damned safe, for that matter.

"Sounds fine. Damn fine.", I respond to the walking sex-toy, before sneering at Stretch-Armstrong over there.

"Well? You gonna stand there and flap your lips, or are we setting sail on this hellcab?"

I'll be damned if I'm gonna like this. But I guess it's just one of those things I gotta do. Hot damn.