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

"Are you ****ing kidding me?" Deathstroke sarcastically remarks as he swings at the sword, sending it skidding across the rooftop. Before the Bat has any time to react, Slade rolled away and grabbed his shotgun. The pain in his left hip is excruciating but the Terminator perseveres.

"Did you forget the bleedin' healing factor!?" he shouts as he sees the Batman already grab his bo staff. "Like I wouldn't guard my own weapons?" With the tap of a single button on his belt, an electrical shock is sent through the staff that would kill any ordinary man. Bats' outfit will take most of the impact.

A single shot was fired simultanously.

"In case you were wondering. That's your kneecap ripped to shreds."
 
OOC: I won't be getting back til late tonight, Master Bruce, or SuperFerret if you need Kara feel free to bunny her. I'll post when I'm back.
 
Harlekin said:
"Are you ****ing kidding me?" Deathstroke sarcastically remarks as he swings at the sword, sending it skidding across the rooftop. Before the Bat has any time to react, Slade rolled away and grabbed his shotgun. The pain in his left hip is excruciating but the Terminator perseveres.

"Did you forget the bleedin' healing factor!?" he shouts as he sees the Batman already grab his bo staff. "Like I wouldn't guard my own weapons?" With the tap of a single button on his belt, an electrical shock is sent through the staff that would kill any ordinary man. Bats' outfit will take most of the impact.

A single shot was fired simultanously.

"In case you were wondering. That's your kneecap ripped to shreds."

"Alright, I've seen enough." with that, I iced up D'Stroke, leaving only his head untouched, mostly because I was't sure if he'd be able to breathe or not. I went over to tend to Batman... pretty bad. Couldn't treat it there, though I wrapped it up so he won't lose too much blood. "Batman's down. Unless he says otherwise, we find shelter and fix up that kneecap."
 
"I'm not one of your novice villains Mid-Nite. I know you were the Judas in our ranks. We know you stole the Icicle's gun. You surprised me though, using a villain's weapon." While Deathstroke talked he used the artificial eye, disguised by his ever-present patch to trigger a heat-emittion from his armor, that slowly started to melt the ice around him.

Mid-Nite was focused on tending to the Batman's wound, and using the stealth that came with his years of experience, Slade had no trouble sneaking up to the good doctor before giving the man a good punch in the face, destroying the goggles that covered for his blindness. "How's the view?" The Terminator asked as he gave him a kick that would send him over the edge of the rooftop.
 
OOC: As far as I know its daylight. Slade had been clinging to the shadows before this fight started, and other events happening at the same time should be during daylight as well from what I have figured. So that means you're blind.
 
OOC: You do know that Batman's costume is a kevlar/nomex weave, right? So a shotgun blast would at best leave a good-sized welt and at worst break the kneecap.
 
OOC: Yeah, I'm pretty much going for a break as well. Slade is just being an ass. Mid-Nite determined the situation in the end though, but you can go either way.
 
OOC: Ok, I'll run with it...sort-of...

IC:

The spray of bullets from Slade's shotgun lodges itself into the kevlar of my costume. It probably shattered the kneecap and some shots went through the skin, but the worst is probably the kneecap. Mid-Nite runs towards me and I get an idea.

I saw flashes of Deathstroke sneaking behind Mid-Nite. At first I planned to warn him, but this might give me a decent distraction.

As Slade punched Mid-Nite's goggles off, I took an exploding Batarang and lodged it right at the last place a man wants a sharp, explosive thing to be. I pull my cape over me to give some protection from the impending fire. It explodes, blasting Slade back a dozen feet or so away.

I don't care what kind of armor he has, that HURT.

OOC: Yeah, I just blew your nuts off. :D
 
OOC: I kicked Mid-Nite away after the punch and you are bleeding. Rigel stated so as he patched you up. Lord knows Slade has the reflexes to dodge this kind of thing. It really doesn't make sense. I'm practically right next to you, and you let an explosive go off? By all rights, you're dead.
 
OOC:Gonna be a jerk and say that either this Batman is taking Venom or Deathstroke is stoned by the way this fight is going.:confused:
 
Harlekin said:
OOC: I kicked Mid-Nite away after the punch and you are bleeding. Rigel stated so as he patched you up. Lord knows Slade has the reflexes to dodge this kind of thing. It really doesn't make sense. I'm practically right next to you, and you let an explosive go off? By all rights, you're dead.

OOC: Okay, made some small edits. Should make more sense now.
 
OOC: Did you miss the part where I kicked Mid-Nite OFF THE ROOFTOP? And a cape still won't protect from you a friggin' POINT BLANK explosive going off.
 
OOC: LOL. This is pretty damn funny so far.:D...Hey, while I'm here, is Shade still somewhere in the neighborhood of the whole Hal Jordan thing? Also if anyone can help, how strong is Flash's aura? Like what's the most it can protect itself from since he's allowed to go so friggin fast? Just need to take notes here since this is a pretty big storyline and I'm bound to get into a fight or two.
 
OOC: Nope, the Shade left. He was THAT disgusted with Hal's behavior.:p:D j/k
 
Harlekin said:
OOC: Did you miss the part where I kicked Mid-Nite OFF THE ROOFTOP? And a cape still won't protect from you a friggin' POINT BLANK explosive going off.

OOC: Yeah, missed that part. Stop...EDIT TIME.

And the cape is a nomex weave, same as the suit, it would give some protection against the fire from the explosion. Wouldn't do much for the force of it, but it's better than nothing.
 
OOC: I also never knew Batman was willing to use such rather lethal methods... I'll come with something, anything. A bit surprised by the turn of events that have taken place. I understand Bats is pissed but... Although I would propose a change of post, I'm willing to let it slide and either post later or tomorrow.
 
OOC: A lot of the heroes seem to be skirting dangerously close to the line, don't they? The RPG is like angst incarnate. ;)
 
OOC: I love being a villain who doesn't give a s**t who gets hurt. Nothing's too edgy to post. :D
 
Harlekin said:
OOC: I also never knew Batman was willing to use such rather lethal methods... I'll come with something, anything. A bit surprised by the turn of events that have taken place. I understand Bats is pissed but... Although I would propose a change of post, I'm willing to let it slide and either post later or tomorrow.

OOC: It's a plot point. You'll see later. ;)
 
TheCorpulent1 said:
OOC: A lot of the heroes seem to be skirting dangerously close to the line, don't they? The RPG is like angst incarnate. ;)

OOC: I don't know about the others, but it's a plot point for me...
 
The thing about being blind, is that the other senses pick up the slack. Not with me, though. Not really. Managed to grab onto the edge. Can't see. Of course, I DO carry my glasses with me, in case something like this happens. The first thing I saw was the explosion. I saw D'Stroke. And an opportunity. Both guns at the ready, I tried to figure out what to do next. Not much time before he comes to...
 
Shade reappears inside the tower. His portal loses the green flames around the edges but keeps open. A small impish creature steps out and gives him a small case with an hourglass design on it. "Here, master! As requested."- says the small creature as it offers the small box. "Well done! This should be a powerful equalizer. After today, I'm troubled by these heroes' attitudes. Our unexpected encounter today was like being promised a fine wine and instead finding out that it was vinegar. Nevertheless, there are enough of these ring users that 2 or 3 won't be missed. Perhaps a little Absinthe will chase the unpleasant taste of this day away."- Shade said as he started to walk away.

He felt a small tug on his pant leg and he looked down, irritated. "Excuse, master. Forgot this. Not requested, but got anyway."- said the small creature while trembling. Shade was actually surprised and could only offer a "curious and curiouser!" as he wondered at the small hourglass.
 
OOC: First off..I am so freakin' confused.
Where are they? On the roof or on the ground? Did I miss a change of scenery? :confused:
Also..*Yes, just nickname me the harping Harpy* :o Ya'll don't seen to have the tiny little fight plot points worked out. Is there a way for you two to communicate before you post your respected replies?
Because this fight is just so good that all the OOC posts mar it. :(
If no IM's maybe PM's?

Harlekin said:
OOC: Another one of those song-posts.

Oh, life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up


"Why, am I noticing a little jealousy there Bruce?" Deathstroke says with an almost insane glee as he positions his feet and pushes the Batman off of him. Pulling off the shredded remains of his cowl, he looks over to his opponent, and throws the mask away. ”Think maybe I could do a better job? Keep Gotham and your little Robins just a little bit safer?”

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight, I'm
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try


Rising up, Deathstroke follows up by delivering a quick slap to the face of the man before him. ”It’s time you embraced it Bruce, your fate While talking, Deathstroke did not relent and delivered a quick blow to the hero’s abdomen.

”I tried being a hero, tried being a mercenary.” Another blow. ”But I’m a villain Wayne. Always was, always will be.” A kick. ”Now you’re trying just as bad Wayne, trying to be something you’re not.” Another blow sends the Dark Knight back for a bit. Deathstroke holds back, not instinctively, he wants the Knight to see what he’s doing. He doubts the Batman is hardly even hurt at all.

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up
Consider this
Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try


”I’ve killed children Bruce. Women, children, it didn’t matter. I let my daughter kill a little girl in her sleep and I ended up killing her father. And it hardly meant a thing. I could’ve spat on the graves of your colleagues.” Deathstroke said as he looked over to the sidelines to see the expression of the Black Canary as he admitted his part in the murder of Lian and Arsenal.

”It gave me a change Bruce. Let me see what I am!” Again, Deathstroke did not relent, and kept up his assault ”And now you need to see what you are Bruce. How you failed your dearest. How you are not a hero. You are just a man!”

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream


”This has been in the making since our battle weeks ago Brucey!”

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight, I'm
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try


”One more round Bruce, or a million more. It’s up to you!”

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was just a dream
Just a dream, just a dream
Dream


”Now show me who the Batman really is.” No more holding back. The real fight starts now.


OOC: ...That post made me cry. You're really good, and I wasn't even on to react to it. :(
 
Dinah watched the fight from a distance, wanting to jump in at any number of times, but restraining.
Bruce said he wanted Slade, and while it seemed totally egotistical and ‘macho manly’ of him, she wasn’t about to insert her opinion in the middle of a fight.
She listened to Deathstroke egg Bruce on in silence until he said.

”I’ve killed children Bruce. Women, children, it didn’t matter. I let my daughter kill a little girl in her sleep and I ended up killing her father. And it hardly meant a thing. I could’ve spat on the graves of your colleagues.”

A cold chill went up her and she stood stunned, as a single hot tear ran down her face.
She felt her brain race ahead as if to catch up with the information.

"Alright, I've seen enough."
"Batman's down. Unless he says otherwise, we find shelter and fix up that kneecap."


She watched as Pieter bent over Bruce, the shock rolled like waves over her, it was almost easier not knowing who did it. She glanced over at Ollie a few rooftops away, she was almost glad he didn’t hear that.

She clenched her fists, and swung around to face Deathstroke.
“You Ba..” She started turning just in time to see Deathstroke behind Pieter.

“Mid-Nite!” She yelled as he was throw towards the edge.
After that everything happened as a blur, she saw Bruce pull something from his belt as Pieter grabbed the edge of the roof.
Throwing herself away from Batman and Deathstroke she rolled and ran for Pieter, grabbing his wrists, she braced her feet against the roof, and pulled him up, using his weight as leverage.
“You okay?” She asked.
Not waiting for an answer She glanced over at Batman and Deathstroke. Bruce still had his cape over him, and Deathstroke had stumbled back.

Straightening up she stared at him as images of Roy and Lian flooded her mind. She’d always been taught not to make it personal, or about revenge. But it was so hard.

Running she picked up Batman’s Bo staff and lunged at Deathstroke.

“You Bastard!” She screamed






OOC: Hope that's good enough. :)
 

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