The 'World of Heroes: DC Style" RPG Season II
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OOC: Does anybody know what I could do right no because I think I owuld be finished helping civilians
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Floating high above the center of the huge crater, Mordru has his hands around Hector Halls throat.
Do you feel that, Hector? It is the call of sweet oblivion and it is time you answered it!
Mystical energy blasted out in a shockwave as Fate broke free from the Dark Lords death grip.
Its always the same with you, Mordru. The same mission of power, the same clichéd lines
Fate summons a barrage of ankh-shaped bolts of energy, but Mordru is able to summon up a mystical shield at the last second. The bolts pepper the shield with miniature explosions.
Well then, Hector I suppose it is time to show you something new.
Mordru raises his hands to the heavens, and a large, dark green cloud forms overhead and looses a downpour of rain onto Hector. The rain hisses as it lands on Fate, burning through his clothes and searing his flesh.
Fate raises his right arm and a ray of silver energy shoots out from his hand and into the cloud, dispersing it.
Youre getting senile in your old age if you thought that could stop me, Mordru.
Fate reaches out towards the Dark Lord, and a snaking band of mystical energy darts out his hand and ensnares Mordru.
You think this paltry binding can hold me, Hector?
For as long as I need it to, yes, says Hector as he whips his hand towards the ground, and the bound Dark Lord plummets to the earth at incredible speeds. Mordru is imbedded into the ground from the titanic strike, and the impact causes the ground to shake for miles around.
Fate immediately starts working on another spell as the ground tears open and the Dark Lord flies out.
ENOUGH!
Do you feel that, Hector? It is the call of sweet oblivion and it is time you answered it!
Mystical energy blasted out in a shockwave as Fate broke free from the Dark Lords death grip.
Its always the same with you, Mordru. The same mission of power, the same clichéd lines
Fate summons a barrage of ankh-shaped bolts of energy, but Mordru is able to summon up a mystical shield at the last second. The bolts pepper the shield with miniature explosions.
Well then, Hector I suppose it is time to show you something new.
Mordru raises his hands to the heavens, and a large, dark green cloud forms overhead and looses a downpour of rain onto Hector. The rain hisses as it lands on Fate, burning through his clothes and searing his flesh.
Fate raises his right arm and a ray of silver energy shoots out from his hand and into the cloud, dispersing it.
Youre getting senile in your old age if you thought that could stop me, Mordru.
Fate reaches out towards the Dark Lord, and a snaking band of mystical energy darts out his hand and ensnares Mordru.
You think this paltry binding can hold me, Hector?
For as long as I need it to, yes, says Hector as he whips his hand towards the ground, and the bound Dark Lord plummets to the earth at incredible speeds. Mordru is imbedded into the ground from the titanic strike, and the impact causes the ground to shake for miles around.
Fate immediately starts working on another spell as the ground tears open and the Dark Lord flies out.
ENOUGH!
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Geoffrey Black was a thief, one of the best in the world. In his line of work, you had to have balls of steel. So, he didn't scare easily. But right now, he was terrified.
Waiting at Gotham Harbour, the thing that was scaring him was his cargo. He'd broken into a scientific research facility in Europe to collect this bounty, but before the heist, he'd done some research on what he had just collected. It was like something from a sci-fi horror story.
Contained inside the crate before him was something by the name of antimatter. In the process of creation, two kinds of energy were created. Matter is the particles and atoms that make up everything we know. Air water, our very bodies. But scientists have discovered that, elsewhere in the universe, there exists the very opposite to matter itself. Antimatter.
In recent years, the world's greatest scientists have finally succeeded in recreating something like The Big Bang (on an infinitely smaller scale), and in the process, created both matter and antimatter. The potential for antimatter as an energy source is endless. it releases energy with 100% efficiency (as opposed to the 1.5% efficiency of nuclear energy), and has no side-effects like radiation or pollution. A single droplet of antimatter would be enough to power New York City for a whole day.
Of course, as Black researched more, he discovered that there was a dark side to antimatter. Being the exact opposite of matter, the yin to matter's yang, the two cannot come into contact. When they do, a neutralising action known as annihilation takes place. The energy created by this process is of frightening power. If even a gram of antimatter were to be exposed to any form of matter, even air, the resulting explosion would be equivalent to that of a 20-kiloton nuclear warhead.
Geoffrey Black found that fact particularly disturbing, as right now, he had exactly one gram of antimatter with him.
It was being held in a containment pack, a metal cylinder with an installed magnetic vacuum, powered by a self-recharging battery system. All it would need was for the magnetic vacuum to be turned off, and the tiny drop of antimatter inside would fall and touch the metal, leading to annihilation. This could make for a very dangerous weapon in the wrong hands. So thankfully it was going to the good guys.
Just then, Black spotted the CIA agent who had hired him. He was a tall, lanky man, with a hooked nose and a pointed chin. There was something about him that was familiar to Black. But he couldn't quite place it...
"Do you have the antimatter?" the agent asked.
"Yeah, it's in a containment pack inside that crate," replied Black, "Now what about my money, Agent Kerr?"
"Please," said The Joker, "Call me Joe."
The Joker grinned, then put a bullet in Geoffrey Black's head. The thief collapsed to the ground, dead. The Joker opened the crate, his eyes widening with glee as he looked inside.
"Oh, this is wonderful..." he gasped to himself.
It had all worked out so well. While construction on his House Of Fun was underway, The Joker kidnapped the family of a CIA agent, in order to find out if there was any ineresting things going on in the world he should know about. The CIA agent told him about the antimatter, and the European research facility that was creating it. The Joker thanked him by burning down his house, with the agent and his family inside. That's what you get for jeapordising international security!
laughing softly to himself, The Joker placed this infinitely powerful weapon in the backseat of his car, then got in front and drove off. Somehting created as an energy source, to make the world a better place, was now in the hands of the one person who would use it to kill millions, just for the hell of it. The mere thought of it was enough to make THe Joker want to laugh.
So he did, throwing his head back and letting a stream of maniacal laughter flow from his mouth. Gotham City was in trouble. Big trouble...
Waiting at Gotham Harbour, the thing that was scaring him was his cargo. He'd broken into a scientific research facility in Europe to collect this bounty, but before the heist, he'd done some research on what he had just collected. It was like something from a sci-fi horror story.
Contained inside the crate before him was something by the name of antimatter. In the process of creation, two kinds of energy were created. Matter is the particles and atoms that make up everything we know. Air water, our very bodies. But scientists have discovered that, elsewhere in the universe, there exists the very opposite to matter itself. Antimatter.
In recent years, the world's greatest scientists have finally succeeded in recreating something like The Big Bang (on an infinitely smaller scale), and in the process, created both matter and antimatter. The potential for antimatter as an energy source is endless. it releases energy with 100% efficiency (as opposed to the 1.5% efficiency of nuclear energy), and has no side-effects like radiation or pollution. A single droplet of antimatter would be enough to power New York City for a whole day.
Of course, as Black researched more, he discovered that there was a dark side to antimatter. Being the exact opposite of matter, the yin to matter's yang, the two cannot come into contact. When they do, a neutralising action known as annihilation takes place. The energy created by this process is of frightening power. If even a gram of antimatter were to be exposed to any form of matter, even air, the resulting explosion would be equivalent to that of a 20-kiloton nuclear warhead.
Geoffrey Black found that fact particularly disturbing, as right now, he had exactly one gram of antimatter with him.
It was being held in a containment pack, a metal cylinder with an installed magnetic vacuum, powered by a self-recharging battery system. All it would need was for the magnetic vacuum to be turned off, and the tiny drop of antimatter inside would fall and touch the metal, leading to annihilation. This could make for a very dangerous weapon in the wrong hands. So thankfully it was going to the good guys.
Just then, Black spotted the CIA agent who had hired him. He was a tall, lanky man, with a hooked nose and a pointed chin. There was something about him that was familiar to Black. But he couldn't quite place it...
"Do you have the antimatter?" the agent asked.
"Yeah, it's in a containment pack inside that crate," replied Black, "Now what about my money, Agent Kerr?"
"Please," said The Joker, "Call me Joe."
The Joker grinned, then put a bullet in Geoffrey Black's head. The thief collapsed to the ground, dead. The Joker opened the crate, his eyes widening with glee as he looked inside.
"Oh, this is wonderful..." he gasped to himself.
It had all worked out so well. While construction on his House Of Fun was underway, The Joker kidnapped the family of a CIA agent, in order to find out if there was any ineresting things going on in the world he should know about. The CIA agent told him about the antimatter, and the European research facility that was creating it. The Joker thanked him by burning down his house, with the agent and his family inside. That's what you get for jeapordising international security!
laughing softly to himself, The Joker placed this infinitely powerful weapon in the backseat of his car, then got in front and drove off. Somehting created as an energy source, to make the world a better place, was now in the hands of the one person who would use it to kill millions, just for the hell of it. The mere thought of it was enough to make THe Joker want to laugh.
So he did, throwing his head back and letting a stream of maniacal laughter flow from his mouth. Gotham City was in trouble. Big trouble...
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Objectivism doesn't work.
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OOC: Strike up a conversation with Proffesor Rodor.
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I fly up into the sky, searching for more Evil Doers, man did I just say evil doers?
I sound like an old person.
Anyways, I known theres more trouble going on somewhere with all of this havoc, so I better look.
*A BOLT OF HARD ICE HITS GREEN LANTERNS HEAD*
I fall, that impact from the ice has made me lose my concentration.
*HITS THE GROUND ONLY TO SEE CAPTAIN COLD STANDING IN FRONT OF ME*
"Dammit Cold dont you know I can kick your ass? I mean really I have the galaxys most powerful weapon and you have a little freez-o gun, so Im going to give you to the count of ten to give up before I kick your a-"
*CAPTAIN COLD PUNCHES KYLE IN THE FACE*
"OW!!!!"
I notice something, Captain Cold is not that strong, his punch floored me. He must be using some kind of enhancement. The only thing that comes to mind is VENOM. I need to contact the rest of the leaguers about this, most of the other of Flashes Rouges probably have VENOM in their system too. But who distributed it?
I sound like an old person.
Anyways, I known theres more trouble going on somewhere with all of this havoc, so I better look.
*A BOLT OF HARD ICE HITS GREEN LANTERNS HEAD*
I fall, that impact from the ice has made me lose my concentration.
*HITS THE GROUND ONLY TO SEE CAPTAIN COLD STANDING IN FRONT OF ME*
"Dammit Cold dont you know I can kick your ass? I mean really I have the galaxys most powerful weapon and you have a little freez-o gun, so Im going to give you to the count of ten to give up before I kick your a-"
*CAPTAIN COLD PUNCHES KYLE IN THE FACE*
"OW!!!!"
I notice something, Captain Cold is not that strong, his punch floored me. He must be using some kind of enhancement. The only thing that comes to mind is VENOM. I need to contact the rest of the leaguers about this, most of the other of Flashes Rouges probably have VENOM in their system too. But who distributed it?
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Looks like everyone forgot about me again. No matter. I've been watching. Waiting for my chance. But by the time I saw it, it was already over. Too bad... porting from surface to surface, looking for something to do, I eventually saw the Rogues. I saw Kyle. I rushed to the scene, and stupid as it sounds, iced Cold. It didn't take long for him to break out. But I'm sure he and McCulloch had questions for me, or they would if they imagined me a threat....
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THE INCREDIBLE SPORK said:
I see Kyle fighting Captain Cold. I rush over, striking Cold on all the major pressure points. He doesn't even flinch. A simple backhanded swat sends me flying twenty feet. We're in trouble.
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OOC: rigel you're dr.mid-nite right?
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OOC: Yeah. Sorry for not clearing that up. It would be in my sg, but... I thought the space was better used with this one. Oh, as for the ice and mirrors, I stole Joar Mahkent's freeze gun and Sam Scudder's mirror gun...
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I'm literally running circles around Shade's bulls, leaving gold rings that fry em as I go when I notice something...well...odd in the sky. I can't get a closer look but I know Superman can.
"Look! Up in the sky!"
Always wanted to say that.
"Look! Up in the sky!"
Always wanted to say that.
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OOC: Hey HandMeDowns. How did you end up in the Dark Alliance? When I left a couple of weeks ago, you were reformed. Want to fill me in on what happened? Plus, can someone tell me what the situation is in Gotham City? Are there any heroes who would be free to try and stop me if I attempted to wipe it off the face of the Earth?
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OOC: Read The Question. Both the origional Steve Ditko stuff and the later Denie O'Niel stuff. Rodor is The Question's confidant. Babs is in his house.
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OOC: Me too...now I need something to do.
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OOC: Babs, The Joker could always come along and shoot you in th espine again. Ha ha, just kidding...
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The Parasite sat in his large italian leather chair and drummed his fingers together as his assistant informed him of all the transactions LexCorp had made while he was comatose. Their european offices had to re-schedule their launch of a new weapons project when they learnt that a sample of antimatter had been stolen. 'Like I give a crap if some jerk blows himself to kingdom come,' Rudy thought to himself as his boredom settled in. He wasn't like Luthor. He could barely stand to sit in one place and run a business, no matter if it was temporary or not.
But he had to. His employers had given him instructions that were not to be negotiated. He was on his own now. Deadshot wasn't there to consult anymore. Lawton had left to do his own thing after the Suicide Squad's men had brought the real Lex's body back to the warehouse. The Parasite was a one-man squad now. The only reason why he hadn't bailed on his job now (since Deadhsot wasn't there anymore) was because it had been made perfectly clear that Rudy was still being watched. He was still on the clock.
The Parasite interrupted his assistant from prattling on about business by coughing lightly. "Uh, Neal?"
"Yes sir?" the assistant answered nervously. He had obviously been intimidated by the real Luthor's anger before.
"When is my interview scheduled with the Daily Planet?"
"Three o'clock, sir."
"Excellent." the fake Lex turned on his computer. After a moment, he looked up from the monitor to see his assistant still standing infront of him. *sigh* "You may go now, Neal."
After the assistant left the office, the Parasite returned his gaze back to his computer where he reviewed all of the damage done by supervillains and superheroes over the past few years. A sly smile crept onto his face.
But he had to. His employers had given him instructions that were not to be negotiated. He was on his own now. Deadshot wasn't there to consult anymore. Lawton had left to do his own thing after the Suicide Squad's men had brought the real Lex's body back to the warehouse. The Parasite was a one-man squad now. The only reason why he hadn't bailed on his job now (since Deadhsot wasn't there anymore) was because it had been made perfectly clear that Rudy was still being watched. He was still on the clock.
The Parasite interrupted his assistant from prattling on about business by coughing lightly. "Uh, Neal?"
"Yes sir?" the assistant answered nervously. He had obviously been intimidated by the real Luthor's anger before.
"When is my interview scheduled with the Daily Planet?"
"Three o'clock, sir."
"Excellent." the fake Lex turned on his computer. After a moment, he looked up from the monitor to see his assistant still standing infront of him. *sigh* "You may go now, Neal."
After the assistant left the office, the Parasite returned his gaze back to his computer where he reviewed all of the damage done by supervillains and superheroes over the past few years. A sly smile crept onto his face.
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Kara flew back down to Earth, and through the hole in her wall. She sat on the scorched floor, where Bart had... What had he done? It really appears he didn't die, but then where is he? As if in answer to her internal pondering; Bart's blurry image appeared once more. "I'm proud of you Kara, but it's getting harder and harder to stay in your time..."
My time? Is he in some other time? Oh well I have to get to class, I can't miss my first TWO days at Stanford...
Supergirl flew towards Stanford, and ducked at superspeed into a restroom. Out of her cape she pulled her skirt and shirt that she would wear as Linda Kent, and tucked the costume into the same pouch on the cape. Kal's lucky he can wear his costume under his civvies... She then pulled out a comb, specially designed by John Henry Irons, to change the molecular structure of the hair it touches.
Out of the stall that the blonde superhero had flown into, walked out your average brunette college student.
As she walked to her first class, she still couldn't get Bart's words out of her head... Where is he? WHEN is he?
My time? Is he in some other time? Oh well I have to get to class, I can't miss my first TWO days at Stanford...
Supergirl flew towards Stanford, and ducked at superspeed into a restroom. Out of her cape she pulled her skirt and shirt that she would wear as Linda Kent, and tucked the costume into the same pouch on the cape. Kal's lucky he can wear his costume under his civvies... She then pulled out a comb, specially designed by John Henry Irons, to change the molecular structure of the hair it touches.
Out of the stall that the blonde superhero had flown into, walked out your average brunette college student.
As she walked to her first class, she still couldn't get Bart's words out of her head... Where is he? WHEN is he?
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The older Bart Allen fades into existence in a much more futuristic surrounding. "Dammit! Why can't I keep myself there? I'm trying so hard!."
A girl approached from the shadows. "Are you sure thats safe Bart?"
"Kara can handle it. Besides, I miss her so much."
The girl smiled with a faraway look in her eyes, Yes I know.
Bart gave her a strange look, she shrugged. I cant help what I pick up.
Why cant I go back? Ive lived there almost all my life.
Speedsters are used to going back and forth in time, you dont think time doesnt get a little upset about it? She quipped
What, you can read time now? Bart poked
A girl approached from the shadows. "Are you sure thats safe Bart?"
"Kara can handle it. Besides, I miss her so much."
The girl smiled with a faraway look in her eyes, Yes I know.
Bart gave her a strange look, she shrugged. I cant help what I pick up.
Why cant I go back? Ive lived there almost all my life.
Speedsters are used to going back and forth in time, you dont think time doesnt get a little upset about it? She quipped
What, you can read time now? Bart poked
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HandMeDowns said:
OCC: Consider the Scarecrow dropped of in Fate's Tower. I would suggest getting him out of there before Dr. Fate fully reasserts himself and defeats Mordru. Use the emerald you still have and you can 'port to Keystone or anywhere else.
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