"One Universe" RPG thread.

[Batman]

<Clark Kent>

I look at myself in the mirror of the plane bathroom,buttoning up my shirt over the 'S' on the costume underneath it.

I'm actually taking my time with this...because the more I'm away from Lois,the better.

Of course...she wouldn't be this way if I had just said 'Hi',or something to her,back in New York.

...What?

Wait a minute...Am I feeling...guilty,for that?

Oh...well,that's just great.Not only does Lois get to ruin this flight and possibly the whole trip for me,but she's actually getting pitty from me,just because I might've hurt her feelings.

I mean,how was I supposed to know she was in love with Superman?!

...

The realization hits me like a train.Not that a train hitting me would do much...but that's beside the point.Lois is...taken,with me.With Superman,anyway.

For some reason...apart of me hates that...but...another part of me doesn't.Why do I feel this way?Am I taken with her aswell?

Or...Maybe I'm just confused.I've never really had a 'crush' on anyone since Lana Lang,back in highschool...and before that,no one really made an impression on me like that.So...for me to know whether I'm taken with someone or not is hard to determine.

That,or I'm just in denial.

...

I focus back to adjusting my tie.I hate tuxedos...but...Perry advised me to rent one anyway,considering this was going to be a high-class event.

I then realise I might be on my way to meet alot of famous people.Oliver Queen,Tony Stark,Bruce Wayne...They're all scheduled to be in attendance.

If I can get an interview with one of them,I'm sure to get noticed in the buisness.Afterall,If I'm going to be a reporter,I might aswell make a name for myself.

...Great Krypton,I'm beginning to think like Lois...

Finally finishing with my tie,I comb my hair back,taking the last of the 'Superman' look with each stroke.I notice it's not really that dramatic of a change,despite it's apparent success.

I'm surprised Lois hasn't figured out the truth yet,quite honestly.Afterall,I've spent the last few hours with her...And she's been up close to Superman,aswell.

Maybe I should save her the trouble...

No.That would ruin the whole point of me taking on two identities.Besides,while I admit,Lois is...beneath the exterior she puts on infront of everyone else...a kind,good person...I've yet to fully trust her.Especially with a secret that great.

Putting on my glasses,I look myself over one final time.

...Then I realise my cape is sticking out of the back of my pants.I shake my head,before tucking it in,and making my out of the bathroom.

This is going to be a long night...

 

[Sentry2005]

<Tony Stark>

I've never liked Star City. It's just one of those things I guess.

It might have something to do with a little reporter called Lois Lane printing a very unsavoury story about me, a bottle of vodka and a lady claiming I paid her for sex.

I don't pay anyone for something I can have for free.

Thank God for Matt Murdock. Managed to proove I was innocent of a scandal to sabotage my reputation.

Lois Lane... well she went on to bigger stories for the Planet.

I button my shirt over the armour's chest plate. This was going to be difficult.

I look moderatly well built normally, but with this armour on underneath my shirt I look like a weight lifter.

It's disturbing.

But necersarry.

Luthor is going to be there. Wayne. Queen.

I'm going to show off my new 'body guard'.

Well, only if the situation arises.

I do up my tie and take one last look in the mirror.

I pick up my glass of scotch and down whats left.

I am so very pretty.

I walk out the hotel room, and down to limo.

Tony Stark is always the life of the party.

Tonight would be no different.

 

[Midnight Ice]

The artic.
The Cavern Captain America was found.

"Doctor! Excavation is complete. We have removed The Captain from the ice wall, however, he is still within a block of ice."

"Thats fine. Its better that way anyway. Get him abord and let get this ship home. the boss wants to see this discovery right away!"

"Yes sir! The body within the ice is being loaded as we speak."

"Very good. We should be home soon then."

 

[Keyser Soze]

Lex Luthor's plane touched down on the helipad on the grounds outside Oliver Queen's mansion. Another one of Luthor's brilliant inventions - a plane that could take off and land like a helicopter, with no need for runways. His plane was small, but once Lexcorp figured out how to incorporate the aerodynamics into a large commercial plane, Luthor would be set to make a fortune. Not that he needed the money, but the success and acclaim were rewards in themselves.

Luthor exited the plane, and breathed in the putrid air of Star City. There were a lot of things Lex Luthor hated about Star City, but top of the list was the smell. For some reason, he always picked up that faint, pungent aroma of raw fish. God, the quicker this pathetic little party by this pathetic little man was over and done with, the better. Lex Luthor had bigger fish to fry.

Luthor walked through the courtyard, flanked by his bodyguards until he reached the front door. The heavies broke away and headed back to the plane as Queen's butler - a senile old fart with something resembling earwax on his collar - opened the door and let Luthor into the mansion. Well, what passed for a mansion these days.

As Luthor reluctantly handed over his coat to the butler, he began to prepare for his entrance. An entrance was the most important part of any social function. Regardless to what the newspapers tried to tell you, society was still based on a heirarchy. The B-listers of the social elite, the Oliver Queens, would be the first to arrive. The real cream of the crop, men like himself, would arrive last. They were the "main event", so to speak.

So naturally, Lex Luthor was mortified when he walked into the living room, only to discover a mere handful of people. Luthor wanted to turn and run, hide in the cloakroom for another half hour, but it was too late. Oh God, somebody was announcing his entrance! The full nature of his folly hit Luthor like a sledgehammer, as he realised with slowly growing horror that he was...early!

"Note to self: find the imbecile who said arriving now would make me fashionably late. Have said imbecile shot and/or fired."

Luthor wanted to slap himself on the forehead, or fall to his knees and scream "Why, God, why!?" But instead, he fixed his patented dirt-eating grin on his face, and began to make his greetings to the assorted nobodies in the room.

Amongst the riff-raff, he finally spotted someone whom with he might have something to discuss. There was no mistaking the bulbous form of Wilson Fisk as he waddled towards him. Quite frankly, Luthor was surprised he wasn't in the dining room, helping himself to the finger foods. Or maybe he'd eaten them all already. And Fisk said he was all muscle? Yeah, right. Just like he was nothing more than a "humble dealer in spices".

Luthor had of course known for years that Wilson Fisk was New York City's "Kingpin of Crime". If there was something Luthor didn't know, it was because it was beneath his notice. But Fisk was beneath Luthor's notice. He was small potatoes, a petty two-bit crime lord. The only reason the Luthor-Fisk deal had been a merger and not a takeover was because Fisk had cut a deal with Luthor. Access to the inner workings of The Kingpin's criminal empire. It was always good having plenty of thugs at your disposal. And in these dark days, with sinister superpowered menaces creeping out from the shadows, Luthor would need all the resources he could get his hands on.

"Lex Luthor," said Fisk, "Didn't expect to see you here so soon."

Fisk extended his fat, sweaty hand, waiting for Luthor to shake it. Luthor glanced down at the hand, checking to see if there was any burger sauce on it. Then, with a tinge of disgust, Luthor took Fisk's hand in a firm handshake, patting his 'partner' on the shoulder.

"Wilson! Great to see you again..."

 

[LibrarianThorne]

IC: Green Arrow

The party, all things considered, was going well. Fisk and Luthor had arrived. Ollie didn't like Fisk, or Luthor for that matter. You grow up in corruption, in a city and country that seethed with it, you get good at spotting it. They'd never be caught, of course, that much he was sure of. Both of them were far, far too smart. Of course, if the oppurtunity arose, he'd like nothing better than to take Luthor and Fisk down.

He smiled, broadly, invitingly. More and more guests swarmed into the party. The caterers were already having difficulty keeping the plates full. There, he saw Rupert Murdoch at the trays of food, looking over some delectable shrimp Ollie'd already partaken of.
"Rupert! How's it going, old man?"
Murdoch looked at Ollie, and nodded. "Better than you, I'd suppose. That whole business on the island and all that. It's a wonder you survived, Queen."
"Oh, you don't need much to survive on an empty island, Murdoch! Just a bit of the old ingenuity and drive. Now, about this whole Fox News racket you're running..."
"Dear God, Ollie, you're not still going on about that are you?"
"What do you expect me to do, let you shovel that drivel onto TV?"
"We've gone over this a dozen times, Ollie, can't you give it a rest?"
"Now, Rupert, I wouldn't be the head of an international conglomeration if I could give things a rest. We'll go over it a dozen times again, if that's what it takes for you to pull that crap off the air."
"What more can I say, Ollie? I give the people what they want."
"Yeah, that's what you always say, Rupert. Now, if you'll excuse me, I see a couple of bald headed businessmen I need to talk to."
Ollie shook Rupert's hand. He hated the man more than he'd say, but he had yet to talk to the men who ran the world's largest corporation.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Luthor looked away from Fisk, and spotted Oliver Queen approaching.

"Oh my, it looks like our host is on his way over," Luthor muttered, "I'm surprised he isn't serving drinks as he walks through the room."

When Oliver Queen reached them, Luthor smiled warmly, shaking Queen's hand.

"Oliver! Great party! And of course it's always a pleasure to see you. What have you been up to these days?"

 

[LibrarianThorne]

Luthor looked away from Fisk, and spotted Oliver Queen approaching.

"Oh my, it looks like our host is on his way over," Luthor muttered, "I'm surprised he isn't serving drinks as he walks through the room."

When Oliver Queen reached them, Luthor smiled warmly, shaking Queen's hand.

"Oliver! Great party! And of course it's always a pleasure to see you. What have you been up to these days?"

IC: Green Arrow

Luthor. Smug as ever.

"Hah! Fine, Luthor. I find civilization preferable to life with coconuts, monkeys, and the occasional pirate raid. And I hear things are going well for you, what with that merger with Fisk. Speaking of Fisk, where is-- oh."

Hem looked up at the large, large man. This has gotta be a joke, right? He stuck out his hand.

"Ah, Mr. Fisk. I don't believe we've met before, but you're all over the news."

 

[MaskedManJRK]

Batman

I get some pictures from the little spy camera in my belt (I think of a camera, but I couldn't think to bring rope, I think to myself, mentally kicking myself yet again) and take a few pictures of the area.

The last thing I do before I get back to the Manor is a pretty dangerous one: I have to sneak into GCPD Headquarters and put the evidence I have on Crane there, so that they can track him when I can't.

Also, it would be nice to be able to do something without the police getting in my way. I'm not looking to be deputized, but getting their trust so they can look the other way would be very helpful.

But who?

James Gordon. The name pops into my head instantly. I've heard the rumors of the corrupt police force here in Gotham, but I KNOW that he's not one of them.

I go through the fire-escape, enter into his office, thanking every diety I can think of that he's not there, and I put a big yellow envelope on his desk, with my note on top:

Detective,

Inside are photographs and evidence of one Johnathan Crane. He's putting on a flamboyant costume, calling himself "The Scarecrow," and starting a small crime mob, seemingly scaring thugs into his command. Inside are where he's currently holding himself in. Hopefully, your men can keep tabs on him, before he does something to harm anyone else.

You might think I'm acting against the law. You are mistaken. I am only helping enforcing it by scaring those who aim to break the law in ways that a badge can no longer. Hopefully, we can work together so that this city can become cleaner.

The Batman

I get out of the building before anyone can walk in.

***

The next morning, I wake up to Alfred serving breakfast on a plate to me.

"Thanks," I mumble to him, trying to wake up.

"Good morning, Master Bruce. Just so you know, you had a phone call while you were 'hibernating until night falls.' Oliver Queen has invited you to a party in Star City this evening. If you rush some, you could make it there in a fashionable hour."

"Not interested," I say, voice losing some grit after I get some coffee in me. Though he barely even furrowed his eyebrows, I knew Alfred was fustrated.

"I seem to not be able to get to you on a manner of a respectable human being, so I'll give you a reason that'll appeal to your...duel idenities. Frankly, sir, you're rich, handsome, and in a high-public position. If there's one thing people cannot stand about their celebrities, it is any mystery about them. If you don't have a public night-life, people will start investigating, and they WILL find out about your pointy-eared persona."

I just sit there silently, letting Alfred's words fill the room. He had me.

"I thought that would work. I took the liberty to order a plane ticket for Star City at 3 PM today, so you'll about three hours to get there, which means I would hurry.

"Don't worry, Master Bruce. Who knows? If you pretend enough to have fun...you might have some by accident." He goes out of the room and closes the door.

Looks like I got a party to go to...

A couple of hours later I'm in Star City, putting on my tuxedo in the penthouse at the Hilton. I pause for a moment, before going into my bag to find the costume.

I'm not sure why I put it in, not only because it would cause many problems if the airport security tried to check it, but because...The Batman is supposed to be GOTHAM's protector, not Star City.

Honestly, though I've said I can live two lives, I think I prefer being out in the streets as Batman, instead of knocking champane glasses with the "elite society."

I slip off the little bit of the tux I had on, placed the costume on, and put my tux over it.

Who knows? I might be able to duck out soon, do something worthwhile this evening...

***

I walk into the Queen estate, with a smile as plastic as some of these women. I reconize several of the people here.

Luthor is hard to miss, and I reconized Queen after seeing him a few times around with his father, when my father and I would be around these people. Spotting Wilson Fisk in a crowd is like finding a giant in a weed-stack. Tony Stark was there, with a stunning brunette around his arm. He seems a lot bigger than the recent pictures I've seen of him. I'll have to investigate further.

In the meantime, I'll just stick around the "snack" area, let myself melt into the crowd, and I'll just hope and pray that this will get done sooner rather than later...

 

[Sentry2005]

<TONY STARK>

I watch as the fun unfolds.

Pepper Potts is on my arm as I wait for my real date to show up.

Couldn't have Bruce or Ollie thinking i'd lost my touch.

I lean over to Pepper.

"Tell Happy to get the preperations under way. I want it finnished within a month."

Pepper looks likes she's going to say something, but before she can I smack her tush, and she walks out of the party.

Luthor's here. Bruce too. Queen is making an ass of himself with all of his 'I'm like Robinson Crusoe if he were sexy' talk.

It's a party all right.

I pick up a glass of wine and look around at the catering.

If this had been a Stark Enterprises party, we'd have something edible...

 

[Sentry2005]

<Matt Murdock>

I enter the party to find all the major players are here.

I can 'hear' Tony Stark. Never thought he'd come back to Star City after what happened last time.

Needs must as the Devil plays.

Queen is obviously here. I can hear his smug heartbeat.

Luthor too.

Fisk.

....

I can 'hear' someone I haven't heard in a long time.

How odd we would both end up here.

I shake off the past and move out of the way as a very angry lady walks past me. She was just next to Stark.

Probably just got dumped.

I move towards the second drinks table, no one seems to be there.

I like my solitude.

Especially when i'm in such a evident house of sin...

 

[Sparta*]

<Mister Fantastic>

"Reed, darling...you really need to get to work on a private form of transportation for us...now that we are the Fantastic Four. We don't have secret identities like Superman or Spiderman...regular public transportation just won't cut it" Sue said, surrounded by people taking pictures and throwing random questions at them on their flight to Star City.

"I have a few ideas for a fantastic four aircraft Sue...we won't have to take an airplane again" Reed said "Besides, we're landing now...the worst part is over"

"I doubt that" Sue said shielding her eyes from camera flashes. They finally landed and hurried to the exit of the plane. When the door was opened they saw more press outside waiting...someone must have tipped them off "You were saying Reed?"

"I'm very sorry everyone" Reed said wrapping his arms around Sue "but my girlfriend and I are already late for a very important engagement, and we can't answer questions" Reed said stretching his leg out past the reporters. He stretched his other leg over the airport and in seconds was far away from the clutter of people.

"At least we won't have to call a cab" Sue said jokingly. Some time later, they stopped in a wooded area near Oliver's mansion, and Reed formed his body into a wall as Sue changed into an elegant dress. Reed couldn't help but stare.....she was absolutley gorgeous. "Alright, your turn" Sue said as Reed began to change into his tuxedo.

"Can't you turn me invisible Sue, I don't want people to see" Reed said

"Whats the fun in that" Sue said jokingly, giving Reed a once-over as she giggled

"Very funny Sue" Reed said, buttoning up his shirt and throwing on his Tux jacket. "Can you keep our uniforms in an invisble hand-bag with you tonight? You never know what can happen at these parties" Reed said

"Sure thing" Sue said, as the uniforms faded away from sight before their eyes. "Now lets get moving...there is such a thing as being fashionably late, but this is rediculous" Sue said.

They walked in to see the party well underway...everybody who was everybody was there. Reed proceeded forward with Sue at his side. He already caught a glance of Wilson Fisk, his old college buddy and ladies man Tony Stark, the host of the gala Oliver Queen, and of course, Lex Luthor...that guy could sure hold a grudge. The only thing Reed said was that he couldn't work for him at the moment...and the man sends a killer robot after him...touchy. As he made his way in a little further, Reed caught a glimpse of a tall well-built man with glasses that looked very familiar...

 

[Keyser Soze]

Lex Luthor spotted Reed Richards making his way towards them. This was one loose end Luthor was going to have to take care of.

"Gentleman, if you'll excuse me," said Luthor, breaking away from Oliver Queen and Wilson Fisk.

Luthor strode towards Richards, a convincing look of concern etched on his face. He grasped Richards by the shoulders.

"Oh, God, Reed, are you okay?" Luthor asked, "I saw the news. Being attacked by a...robot? You're lucky to be alive."

Before Richards could even reply, Luthor continued to speak.

"I am afraid that is the price of success. When you are a true trailblazer, gaining worldwide acclaim, there are always jealous individuals who want to undermine you. Believe me, I should know. But giant robots? This is an escalation, my friend. When a being who can fly and fire laser beams out its eyes appears out of nowehere, calling itself a "superman", that raises the stakes."

Luthor stopped himself. He would have time to talk about these matters soon enough.

"But I digress," Luthor said, releasing his grip on Richards, "Reed, what happened to you is a travesty. If you need any resources, any help at all in tracking down those responsible, do not hesitate in coming to me."

 

[Red]

<Bruce Banner>

"Is this what I have become, stealing rags from a homeless man." I thought to myself, rubbing my dirty clothes to keep warm. Standing in the dank and dim lit alley I rub my hands together and consider my next move.

Using directions from the paper I managed to make across the city, I have got to keep to the shadows I can&#8217;t afford to be seen.

 

[Sentry2005]

Lex Luthor spotted Reed Richards making his way towards them. This was one loose end Luthor was going to have to take care of.

"Gentleman, if you'll excuse me," said Luthor, breaking away from Oliver Queen and Wilson Fisk.

Luthor strode towards Richards, a convincing look of concern etched on his face. He grasped Richards by the shoulders.

"Oh, God, Reed, are you okay?" Luthor asked, "I saw the news. Being attacked by a...robot? You're lucky to be alive."

Before Richards could even reply, Luthor continued to speak.

"I am afraid that is the price of success. When you are a true trailblazer, gaining worldwide acclaim, there are always jealous individuals who want to undermine you. Believe me, I should know. But giant robots? This is an escalation, my friend. When a being who can fly and fire laser beams out its eyes appears out of nowehere, calling itself a "superman", that raises the stakes."

Luthor stopped himself. He would have time to talk about these matters soon enough.

"But I digress," Luthor said, releasing his grip on Richards, "Reed, what happened to you is a travesty. If you need any resources, any help at all in tracking down those responsible, do not hesitate in coming to me."

<Tony Stark>

I wonder over towards Reed and his girlfriend. I can see Luthor talking. I over hear bits of the conversation.

His concern over the robot attack.

"Now, now Lex," I but in. "If Reed wants help, i'm sure he'll ask."

I have a big grin on my face.

"No need to go presuring the man... he's not a buisness rival you know!"

I laugh as I slap Luthor on the back. Hard.

"But, here's the thing. I always thought you're company was into..."

I look up at him, my smile fading.

"...Robotics?"

I let my smile break out again.

"But you know me, i'm one for a drink, and maybe my mind is playing tricks!"

 

[MaskedManJRK]

Batman

I am a quiet observer of the drunken society elite. Queen is talking about being the "sexy version of Robertson Cruesoe." Stark and Luthor are talking to...Reed Richards, that's it. He's part of the "Fantastic Four" I heard on the news on the way here.

Then I sense someone next to me at the drink table. I turn around...

Him.

Matt Murdock.

Been a while.

Should I talk to him? It should be safe, it's not like he's going to kick my ass in the middle of a public party...well, TRY and kick my ass.

"Matt. Been a while." I politely say to him. "Still hiding under those red-tinted glasses, I see."

 

[LibrarianThorne]

<Tony Stark>

I wonder over towards Reed and his girlfriend. I can see Luthor talking. I over hear bits of the conversation.

His concern over the robot attack.

"Now, now Lex," I but in. "If Reed wants help, i'm sure he'll ask."

I have a big grin on my face.

"No need to go presuring the man... he's not a buisness rival you know!"

I laugh as I slap Luthor on the back. Hard.

"But, here's the thing. I always thought you're company was into..."

I look up at him, my smile fading.

"...Robotics?"

I let my smile break out again.

"But you know me, i'm one for a drink, and maybe my mind is playing tricks!"

Queen notices Stark out of the corner of his eye, he and Luthor talking to a man he couldn't clearly see. Stark looked... bigger, too. "Well, Mr. Fisk, it has certainly been a... pleasure meeting you, but I'm afraid Ive got to excuse myself. I see Stark over there, and we've yet to meet since my return. Do enjoy more of the food, it certainly looks like you need it!"

His parting shot taken, Ollie moved through the crowd, surreptitiusly grabbing a martini off a wayward drink tray. He appeared, moments later, behind Stark and Luthor. That was when he noticed Reed Richards for the first time. He seemed taller in person, and there was an air of dignity about the man, something that told Queen that Reed Richards was a driven man. Having someone like that on your side could never hurt.

"Stark, Stark, what have I told you about weapons and drinking? They may be fine separately, but put them together and you've got a hell of a time." Queen smiled. The joke was bad, but ribbing Stark was a personal pastime.

 

[Sentry2005]

Queen notices Stark out of the corner of his eye, he and Luthor talking to a man he couldn't clearly see. Stark looked... bigger, too. "Well, Mr. Fisk, it has certainly been a... pleasure meeting you, but I'm afraid Ive got to excuse myself. I see Stark over there, and we've yet to meet since my return. Do enjoy more of the food, it certainly looks like you need it!"

His parting shot taken, Ollie moved through the crowd, surreptitiusly grabbing a martini off a wayward drink tray. He appeared, moments later, behind Stark and Luthor. That was when he noticed Reed Richards for the first time. He seemed taller in person, and there was an air of dignity about the man, something that told Queen that Reed Richards was a driven man. Having someone like that on your side could never hurt.

"Stark, Stark, what have I told you about weapons and drinking? They may be fine separately, but put them together and you've got a hell of a time." Queen smiled. The joke was bad, but ribbing Stark was a personal pastime.

<Tony Stark>

"Look lady and gentlemen, it's Robinson Crusoe,"

I shake Queen's hand. For all the rivallry between me, Bruce and him, it's nothing more than friendly.

"Heard you got stuck on a island with nothing but a bow,"

I smile at Reed.

"Five gets you ten he's telling us of how he 'defied death', and 'became king of the island',"

I turn back to Ollie.

"You know Oliver, if you'd have asked I could have leant you one of my Quinn Jets. It wouldn't have crashed for a start!"

 

[Sentry2005]

Batman

I am a quiet observer of the drunken society elite. Queen is talking about being the "sexy version of Robertson Cruesoe." Stark and Luthor are talking to...Reed Richards, that's it. He's part of the "Fantastic Four" I heard on the news on the way here.

Then I sense someone next to me at the drink table. I turn around...

Him.

Matt Murdock.

Been a while.

Should I talk to him? It should be safe, it's not like he's going to kick my ass in the middle of a public party...well, TRY and kick my ass.

"Matt. Been a while." I politely say to him. "Still hiding under those red-tinted glasses, I see."

<Matt Murdock>

I nod at Bruce.

"I find people don't accept my disabilities when faced with them head on,"

I lift up my glasses, revealing the scarred mess that is left. I pull tham back down.

"How have you been Mr. Wayne?"

I hover my hand over the dinner table. I settle for a bread stick.

"Wayne Enterprises seems to be doing well in the stock market these days..."

 

[LibrarianThorne]

<Tony Stark>

"Look lady and gentlemen, it's Robinson Crusoe,"

I shake Queen's hand. For all the rivallry between me, Bruce and him, it's nothing more than friendly.

"Heard you got stuck on a island with nothing but a bow,"

I smile at Reed.

"Five gets you ten he's telling us of how he 'defied death', and 'became king of the island',"

I turn back to Ollie.

"You know Oliver, if you'd have asked I could have leant you one of a Quinn Jet. It wouldn't have crashed for a start!"

He smirked. He may not like what Stark did with his company, but the man himself was good. There was a rivalry between them, but it was as friendly as Queen could make it.

"Crusoe? Me? Hah. Nothing that grand. Really, just a bunch of coconuts, monkeys, and the occasional pirate and drug runner. I much prefer life with electricity, thank you very much. As to that Quinjet offer, I'll have to take a pass. If a plane hasn't crashed yet, it will, and knowing you Stark, you'll fuel the damn thing up with Vodka."

 

[Sentry2005]

He smirked. He may not like what Stark did with his company, but the man himself was good. There was a rivalry between them, but it was as friendly as Queen could make it.

"Crusoe? Me? Hah. Nothing that grand. Really, just a bunch of coconuts, monkeys, and the occasional pirate and drug runner. I much prefer life with electricity, thank you very much. As to that Quinjet offer, I'll have to take a pass. If a plane hasn't crashed yet, it will, and knowing you Stark, you'll fuel the damn thing up with Vodka."

<Tony Stark>

I laugh.

"Olliver, if I did that, you know it would be the finest Vodka known to the civilised world."

I put my glass down on the nearby table.

"Besides, when has one of my planes EVER crashed?"

 

[MaskedManJRK]

<Matt Murdock>

I nod at Bruce.

"I find people don't accept my disabilities when faced with them head on,"

I lift up my glasses, revealing the scarred mess that is left. I pull tham back down.

"How have you been Mr. Wayne?"

I hover my hand over the dinner table. I settle for a bread stick.

"Wayne Enterprises seems to be doing well in the stock market these days..."

"Huh. I always assumed you were playing blind to get an advantage. My mistake and apologies. As for how I've been, can't complain."

 

[Sentry2005]

"Huh. I always assumed you were playing blind to get an advantage. My mistake and apologies. As for how I've been, can't complain."

<Matt Murdock>

Blind to get the advantage...

"That's nice. How's Elektra?"

Bruce wasn't expecting me to come out and say it.

But i'm not in the mood for playing games at the moment.

Blind to get the advantage...

That's really pissed me off.

I'm Catholic. Any advantage I have is weighed down by my faith.

 

[LibrarianThorne]

<Tony Stark>

I laugh.

"Olliver, if I did that, you know it would be the finest Vodka known to the civilised world."

I put my glass down on the nearby table.

"Besides, when has one of my planes EVER crashed?"

"Let's just say once you've been in one plane crash, you get a bit hesitant about riding around in a multi-ton flying piece of steel. Think I'll be taking the train for a bit. Speaking of steel, what about that Superman guy that cropped up? What do you think of him?"

 

[Sentry2005]

"Let's just say once you've been in one plane crash, you get a bit hesitant about riding around in a multi-ton flying piece of steel. Think I'll be taking the train for a bit. Speaking of steel, what about that Superman guy that cropped up? What do you think of him?"

<Tony Stark>

Heh. Walk a mile in my shoes Mr. Queen.

"Well personally I cant see the attraction myself. A grown man flying in tights? That hasn't been fashionable since the days of Captain America!"

I look at Reed and Sue.

"Not that tights aren't really... er... cool!"

I take a swig of my wine.

"You want a hero to look up to Ollie, wait till you see what i'm working on"

 

[Keyser Soze]

Lex Luthor had merely laughed off Tony Stark's comment eluding to his knowledge about robotics. Arguing about the half-serious accusation would have only made people suspicious. But that didn't mean that he wasn't angry at Stark's blatant disrespect for him. Luthor took the wine glass out of Stark's hand.

"Now now, Tony, I think it's best if I finish this," Luthor said, "We don't want you embarassing yourself again now, do we?"

Smiling jovially at Stark, Luthor drank the rest of the wine in Stark's glass.

"Ah, that hit the spot," Luthor said smugly, wiping his lips and resting the glass on a passing drinks tray.

"Now, about this Superman," Luthor continued, "I think he is the beginning of a disturbing trend. Reed, men like you are true heroes, using their intellect to further the human race. But when you get something like this Superman, someone who hides behind an alter ego, I would say they are a vigilante at best, and at worst...a menace to society."