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

OOC: Thanks for telling me Trop. If this isn’t right…please just ignore it and just assume I got out of the place I was in, ok? :D Also, is there anyone I can fight..or join in a fight with? I want to do something with the Scarecrow fight-wise before the arc ends. PM me if interested or available.

IC: Scarecrow


The Scarecrow was in a chamber in Fate’s Tower. Fool. Thinking he can trap me in here. Taking the jewel, Crane reappeared in Keystone and began hunting for something to play with….
 
Savage said:
:FLSH!:

With that I finally find Superman.
"Need a hand?"
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"Yes," I manage to say as even more shadow bulls charge at me and the family I'm defending, "please."

Savage said:
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.

"It looked like Kara, but she was moving incredibly fast." I'll have to go check on her when everything is settled.
 
The panthers sniffed the ground and then let out a low growl as they neared a corner. As Shade took a few steps forward he saw the Flash's blurred form. The panthers gave a small hop forward and melted into the floor. As they did so, nearby shadows merged and covered the asphalt. The surfaced looked the same, if not a little darker, but anyone crossing it would have a hard time moving.

He saw one of the few bulls left and shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That will NEVER do! Let's see...how about something like THIS!!!"

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The bulls turned into large demons as more of them came out of his shadows. His maniacal laughter seemed to be mimicked by the demonic creatures.
 
Two-Face drove up outside an old factory warehouse. He got out of the car and walked over to the entrance. He nodded to the two henchmen standing outside, who quickly let him in.

Inside was Victor Zsasz. He'd been beaten up badly already. Now, he was tied to a chair, his head slumping limply forward.

"I found you," said Two-Face, "Nobody can hide from me."

He drew out his gun, pointing it at Zsasz's head.

"I should kill you right now!" he spat, before his expression changed to one of sadness, "After what you did to Janet. She was a good woman, who never did anyone any harm. Why did you have to kill her?"

Two-Face smacked Zsasz across the face with the pistol. Zsasz looked up at him, and merely smiled, spitting out a tooth.

"I've read your files," explained Dent, "I know that you like pain..."

"...But you do you torture someone who likes pain?" asked Two-Face, cutting off Dent, "Well, it's quite simple. You just grab them by the shoulders, and shake them really hard. It makes their brain rattle in their skulls. The pain is unbearable. here, let me show you..."

Two-Face grabbed Zsasz by the shoulders, and shook him as hard as he could for what felt like an eternity to Zsasz. He was soon screaming, and by the time Dent stopped, Zsasz was frothing at the mouth.

"Well, that was fun, but now I think we should just kill you..."

"No!" shouted Dent, "We have to flip the coin. We have to give this monster what he never gave Janet: a chance."

Two-Face sighed. Then, he took out the coin and flipped it. it landed clean side up.

"You should have died tonight. But I'm going to show you that I'm better than you. I'm letting you live..."

"...But since you like scars, here's one to remember us by!"

Two-Face threw acid over the left side of Zsasz's face, giving him a scar similar to his own.

Two-Face looked away from the screaming Zsasz, and over at his henchmen.

"Take him to Arkham."

"Don't stop the car," added Two-Face, "Just throw him out at the gates as you pass!"

Two-Face spat at Zsasz, then walked out of the warehouse. he had given Zsasz a clear message tonight. If anyone, ANYONE tries to cross Two-Face, their fate will be decided on the flip of a coin.
 
OOC: Wow! GREAT post, Karem-Knight. i've really been liking your Two-Face. Keep up the good work!
 
SuperFerret said:
"Yes," I manage to say as even more shadow bulls charge at me and the family I'm defending, "please."



"It looked like Kara, but she was moving incredibly fast." I'll have to go check on her when everything is settled.
"Actually, I meant that." I said pointing to the two dudes duking it out in the sky, one in frickin flames.

"Looks like your cue. I'll take care of these guys here. They're cake."
 
Her eyes flickered open ever so slowly.The first feeling she had was a feeling of sickness.And then a feeling of pain in her stomach.And then worst of all she begins to remember.

She can see his face.That white face twisted into a lunatic grin.His voice shouting "It's not funny Harley.A bun in the oven is not funny.Where is the PUNCHLINE?!?!?!".

Then she can hear the gun shot echo in her ears.The bullet ripping into her followed by a wave of pain.She blacked out with his laughter echoing in her ears.

She sat up in her hospital bed.Tears streamed down her face as her trembling hands felt her stomach.It was flat and smooth.It was gone.The baby was gone.He killed her baby.Their baby.How could he do it?? To her.To his little Harley Quinn.He had done some monstrous things but this was too much.He killed their little Joker junior.

She got out of bed and put her feet to the cold hospital floor.She walked to her door and opened it slightly.She could see a guard seated outside her room.She closed it again and went to the window.Her stomach still hurt.But not enough to stop her from climbing out the window.

She lifted it softly and slipped out.

30 minutes later across Gotham at the Funni bones warehouse.Harley emerged from her private dressing room.The white make up,the skin tight clown suit all felt so normal and comfortable on her.Like slipping into an old pair of comfy slippers.

She looked at the king sized bed across the room.With it's purple sheets and little clown tassels on the pillows.It's where their baby was concieved.The baby he killed.

"I don't care if it was funny on or not.It was my baby.OUR BABY!!! And he killed my baby.My little Joker junior" Harley shouted in anguish.

"Well puddin if you want me to be only funny then you got it baby.I'm coming for you puddin.And I'm gonna make sure you die laughing.How's that for funny??"

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Savage said:
"Actually, I meant that." I said pointing to the two dudes duking it out in the sky, one in frickin flames.

"Looks like your cue. I'll take care of these guys here. They're cake."

OOC: You're talking about the Mordru-Batman fight, correct?
 
SuperFerret said:
OOC: You're talking about the Mordru-Batman fight, correct?
OOC: Actually Fernus The Burning and Replicant are duking it out right above Keystone City. Figured it was about time someone took notice.
 
Savage said:
OOC: Actually Fernus The Burning and Replicant are duking it out right above Keystone City. Figured it was about time someone took notice.

OOC: Ah, ok. I'll wait to see if they want me to interfere or not.
 
OOC: Go for it. I was actually going to see how much destruction we could cause before you guys took notice. :D
 
Savage said:
"Actually, I meant that." I said pointing to the two dudes duking it out in the sky, one in frickin flames.

"Looks like your cue. I'll take care of these guys here. They're cake."

"Okay. Good luck." I fly up to where what seems to be a metahuman battle totally unrelated to this whole Dark Alliance ruckus. An odd coincidence, but I'm glad that I'm here to help stop the collateral damage.

"HOLD IT!" I yell at the two combatants, forcing my presence on them. "Just what is going on here?"

OOC: Fernus is an anti-Martian Manhunter, and X's character (Replicator, right?) has all the powers of Flashes Rogues, correct? I'm DC illiterate, so humor me.
 
OOC: Yeah, Fernus is exactly like MM, except evil and covered in flame, rather than weakened by it. I'm pretty sure Replicator does have various Rogues' powers, and I think he can only copy tech. You might want to check the post where X signed up, I think he provided some info there.
 
SuperFerret said:
"Okay. Good luck." I fly up to where what seems to be a metahuman battle totally unrelated to this whole Dark Alliance ruckus. An odd coincidence, but I'm glad that I'm here to help stop the collateral damage.

"HOLD IT!" I yell at the two combatants, forcing my presence on them. "Just what is going on here?"
Fernus isn't surprised at Superman's appearance. Considering the present situtation in Keystone city, the presence of super-heroes was virtually guaranteed, although he had expected the Green Martian to show first. Not that it mattered, of course. All of Earth's people would burn eventually. If Superman wanted to jump to the front of the line, Fernus had no problem with that.

The Burning Martian grins. "Kryptonian! After what I did to you last time, I didn't expect you would have the gall to face me alone again. Perhaps you have forgotten. Here, let me remind you!"

Fernus reaches forward and phases a hand into Superman's chest. As he doubles over in pain, Fernus delivers a crushing backhand that sends the hero crashing into a building.
 
The Leaguer said:
Fernus isn't surprised at Superman's appearance. Considering the present situtation in Keystone city, the presence of super-heroes was virtually guaranteed, although he had expected the Green Martian to show first. Not that it mattered, of course. All of Earth's people would burn eventually. If Superman wanted to jump to the front of the line, Fernus had no problem with that.

The Burning Martian grins. "Kryptonian! After what I did to you last time, I didn't expect you would have the gall to face me alone again. Perhaps you have forgotten. Here, let me remind you!"

Fernus reaches forward and phases a hand into Superman's chest. As he doubles over in pain, Fernus delivers a crushing backhand that sends the hero crashing into a building.


OOC: What happened last time?

IC: I was surprised, not by the ferocity of Fernus's attack, or by the speed in which it happened, but at the intensity of the pain he dealt to me when he shoved his fist into my chest. I've had enough of this. This was the last straw.

I rocket at Fernus, tackling him in mid-air and sending the two of us hurtling upwards.
 
"Ouch."
Supes took a hard one. Almost regret sending him up there...Eh. He can handle it. Okay, now for these jerks. I start making my rounds around em, pulling em in together with the force of my speed and I'm halfway through it. I mean it's like one big blob with heads and feet and tails everywhere. Real grusome piece of work. But what stopped me in my tracks was the storm of god knows what heading my way.

Big, black, inky, mucky shadow demons. Flurry of em. Like a sworm of bees but...enlarged 200,000 times. I try to dodge them but it's a numbers game. I'm being scraped and scratched and smacked and wacked all over the place and pretty much spinning around in place with nowhere to run. The beasts swarming me and surrounding me till I'm in nothing but complete darkness.
They've got me.
 
SuperFerret said:
OOC: What happened last time?

OOC: When Furnus faced the JLA the first time. Basically, Plastic Man wrestled Furnus and only Martian Manhunter was able to take him out.
 
SuperFerret said:
OOC: What happened last time?
OOC: What do you mean, last time?

SuperFerret said:
IC: I was surprised, not by the ferocity of Fernus's attack, or by the speed in which it happened, but at the intensity of the pain he dealt to me when he shoved his fist into my chest. I've had enough of this. This was the last straw.

I rocket at Fernus, tackling him in mid-air and sending the two of us hurtling upwards.
Crushed by Superman's grab, Fernus quickly shifts to intangibility. As Superman passes through him, Fernus turns, returns to tangibility and grabs the hero's ankle. Spinning, Fernus throws Superman back down into the ground.

Something catches his eye. A civilian, being chased by his fear. This gives Fernus an idea. Taking over the man's mind, the Martian erases his fear and pushes him into a savage attack against the Man of Steel himself. He reaches out and touches the minds of dozens of people around. He does the same to them, and quickly, mobs of people begin throwing themselves at Superman, all trying to kill him.

"You see, Kryptonian? After all you've done for these insignificant humans, this is how they repay you! We should be their masters, not their saviors!"

OOC: I hope you don't mind if I limit my posts for this fight right now, until X gets a chance to participate, since he was the one who started the fight to begin with.
 
OOC:Crap.....I lost my place.:(

Is Dick/Fake Batman/Nightwing still helping civies?
 
Bart Allen walks into what appears to be a very high tech lab. At the table is a blonde haired and green skinned teenager working on a force field projector.
"Wha' 'cha doin?"
"I'm working on our forcefields, what does it look like I'm doing? Now, did you have something important to talk to me about, or you just here to bug me?"

Bart starts picking up paper's and rifling through them at superspeed. "Some weird stuff in here... He stops at one labeled Time Bubble.Do they all work?"

The green kid gets an annoyed look on his face. "Of course they all work! They're MY designs and the work of my 12th level intelligence. Now, if you could please leave me to concentrate on my work, it'd be much appreciated. Thanks."

Bart walks out of the lab with a slightly irritated look on his face. Arrogant bastard... I'll build his Time Bubble, and show him that he's not such hot stuff.
 
Dick busted through the manhole cover,carrying two teenagers.

After he them down,they ran,terrified.

Terrified of what was a totally different story.They were either traumatised by the incident,or afraid of the costume.

Bruces suit always did have that effect.......

Dick looks over,to see people cowering in fear,and others crying.

These people have lost their homes,loved ones......perhaps even everything they ever had.

It isnt right.No one should have to deal with that kind of pain...........He knew.Being taken away from the circus and his parents at a young age was traumatising for him.........not to mention becoming a partner to "The Batman".

In some small way......these people were going through the same thing.......except for the partner part.

Hopefully no one would do that.Hopefully......no one would become him.



As if right on cue,another building explodes a couple blocks away.Is it ever going to stop?!?

Dick takes out his comm.

"Justice League,this is Nightwing.If anyone is in the Keystone area,and needs something to do.....we could use some help with this."

With that,He shot his grapnel towards the sound of the explosion,and swung,determined to keep the count of deceased as low as possible.
 
I look across Hell--I mean, Keystone--trying to find something to help with.

I almost don't, my knee is starting to hurt like crazy. Doesn't matter, work past the pain, have to do my part.

I notice a similar cloak fly near me, I reconize it as one of mine--Dick.

"Nightwing," I call out, "what's happened? Have their been anymore casulties?"
 

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