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

[DarkKnightJRK]

Barb Gordon

"Oh!That would be great!" I bring up the gigantic map of Gotham City and press my glasses to the bridge of my nose, "So is there anything you want info on?I'm kinda sitting here bored.Guess I only have Dinah to look after."

"Sure. I need some information on what's going on crime-wise in Gotham, who's working and their hideouts, who's in or out of the Asylum, things of that matter.

"Since my...absence here, Gotham's become hell on Earth. I intend on taking it back."

As I was about to close the comm, I remember to add something.

"Oh, and let me know when we can start on your training, I'll need some assistence in this and the sooner we get you battle ready the better. Maybe you should call Dick too. And, can you find out where Tim is? He left for Keystone to take down Zoom."

 

[Spike_x1]

Joker hears sirens approaching and quickly makes his exit, picking up a copy of the tabloid and leaving the dead woman in a cashier's uniform, waiting to accept groceries from her customers.

OOC: Yeah, I know it's quick, but I gotta go get some sleep.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

One of the security guards relaesed Luthor from the panic room. He asked, "Where is Hal Jordan?"

The guard said, "I heard reports he was tryig to make sure the other employees were safe for the time being."

Luthor replied, "Ahhh yes...very well." He dialed on his cell phone his secretary and said, "Candice please cancell my remaining appointments for the day. I'll be down in R & D for the rest of the day. I need to discuss some issues with them."

Luthor heads to R & D.

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Alright...lets see..." I check up the records of all Arkham inamates, something us bat-folk are required to do on a very regular basis to check if they have escaped or not. With the amount of people breaking out of it, I just keep wondering about its purpose.

I scan the list of names that these infamous insane people go by...and notice that Joker has just escaped recently.Without Quinn this time round. I feel an all too familiar sense of trepidation.It brings back too many of the memories I'd rather forget.Especially now.... I shake my head to clear up my thoughts and heave a sigh before speaking, "Joker has escaped recently.Caused a major havoc in this groccery store downtown. No.Quin isn't with him this time round."

I check up on Tim, "Tim's still fighting...His vital stats seem as stable as expected." After this I locate Nightwing and notice that he is in Gotham.A look at his vitatl stats tells me that he's probably engaged in an aggresive battle of sorts. "Hhmm..I didn't know Dick was in Gotham."

 

[Priest]

OOC: I'm going to be running two stories. One with John Jones investigating a murder and the second being J'onn J'onzz doing his JLA work. So, until something comes up for the JLA everbody gets to be bored to tears with my caper story...

 

[Priest]

Denver Colorado
The offices of John Jones, Private Detective.

*John Jones is sitting behind a desk watching television, a marvel where he comes from. He is used to being able to read the creative thoughts of other and therefore entertainment by earth standards is useless. Television gives him the ability to be surprised. He has been watching old detective movies, just to see how he, as a detective, measures up.*

-On the television-
Criminal: You're never gonna get me copper, see? No one, not you or the mayor or anyone else in this city can stop me!!

(leaning against a streetlamp, flipping a coin)Detective: You're at the end of your rope, buster. You think you can just waltz in anywhere you want and take advantage of a sweet dame like Lizzy? You gotta nuther thing comin' mister.

---------

"Humans did have a facinating way of communicating."

*John's door opens, a bell chimes, and a beautiful woman in a black pants suit walks through the entrance to his office. John thinks to himself...*

"That's a sweet dame."

 

[twylight]

Dinah stuffed a few necessities into a duffle bag, grabbing a leather jacket from the chair she threw it on and grabbed her helmet.

Picking up the duffle bag she grabbed her comm. that was connected to Oracles and hers’ private frequency.
Not even Big Man Bat’s knew about it, she smiled, she had been around almost as long as he had, yet he treated everyone as ‘underlings.’ Not like she got tons of respect from the loosely knit Justice League.
This was on mission she was more than looking forward too.

Putting the comm. On she jogged down the stairs, her boots made thumping noise’s, opening the outside door she threw the duffel bag on the back of her motorcycle and tied her hair back. Pushing the comm. She called Oracle.
“Oracle, you have a plane lined up yet?”

She placed her helmet on her head and threw her leg over the cycle. Revving the engine and taking off down the street, she headed for Gotham International.

 

[PFunk2]

OOC: Okay after taking the weekend off I'm back with more.

As John quickly scrambled behind the ruins of a building out ot sight of the just arriving troops. John realizes that his first guess' were wrong. The truck contained at least young girls ranging from late 30's to one barely out of her teens. After watching ther roughly handle them and from their conversation he knew that these men-if he could use that term were going to rape then kill them.

"Now it's time to act" John thinks to himself. And first begins to power up. But then stops. "I'm a veteran GL and Marine." he again thinks to himself "Armed or not I could take these six guys without using my powers."

and with John sneaks to the side of the building were the group is housed up and quickly takes out the two guards outside. Then, using speed and surprise jumps into the room and beats the crap out the other four inside.

After quicky conforting and freeing the girls they brought with them. John uses his powers to tie up the now K.O'd troopers with the steel tow cable from their truck. Then, fully powering himself up he envelops both the girls, and the kids in one emeral bubble. And the troops in another and takes to the sky. Heading to the nearest UN refugee center he spotted along his way here.

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

OCC: That was awesome

IC

Robin banished the pain from his head and took out some conncusion genades and threw them.

Robin:HAHA......No your the one who's pathetic, I mean you couldn't beat The Flash. He is way faster than you. Oh I can see you are angry. Come charge at me again you bastard.

OCC: You are not going to beat me Rose.

*Zoom dodges the grenades swiftly, ensuring that he is not within the blast radius. As the dust from the explosion settles, Robin hears Zolomon's voice.*

"You seem to misunderstand my role as the Reverse-Flash, Boy Wonder. My job is to make Wally a better hero, the BEST hero. Therefore I must make him face ULTIMATE tragedy. By simply beating the man will amount to nothing. Broken pride is something easily overcome. But the pain of having your loved ones killed. The pain of having everything taken away from you. I will SHOW Wally ALL OF THIS! Only then must he make the decision to overcome the wall of depression. If he makes it Robin, he will be the greatest hero ever."

"YOU on the other hand, have nothing better to do then get yourself out of Batman's shadow. Everything you're working for is just to inflate your pride. You'll never amount to anything like Batman or the Flash. I hear you lost your parents Robin? And what has that brought you? NOTHING. You're no Bruce Wayne, at least he has amounted to something. He has wits. What about you? Must you rely on your utility belt to survive? PATHETIC!"

*Zolomon then rushes in and kicks up the dust, blinding Robin. He then throws the boy wonder straight into the air. From the time Robin has traveled into the air and back down, Zolomon has attacked him multiple times with fist, foot and elbow.* (If you guys ever played guilty gear, think of Chipp Zanuff)

 

[Twitch]

*Zoom dodges the grenades swiftly, ensuring that he is not within the blast radius. As the dust from the explosion settles, Robin hears Zolomon's voice.*

"You seem to misunderstand my role as the Reverse-Flash, Boy Wonder. My job is to make Wally a better hero, the BEST hero. Therefore I must make him face ULTIMATE tragedy. By simply beating the man will amount to nothing. Broken pride is something easily overcome. But the pain of having your loved ones killed. The pain of having everything taken away from you. I will SHOW Wally ALL OF THIS! Only then must he make the decision to overcome the wall of depression. If he makes it Robin, he will be the greatest hero ever."

"YOU on the other hand, have nothing better to do then get yourself out of Batman's shadow. Everything you're working for is just to inflate your pride. You'll never amount to anything like Batman or the Flash. I hear you lost your parents Robin? And what has that brought you? NOTHING. You're no Bruce Wayne, at least he has amounted to something. He has wits. What about you? Must you rely on your utility belt to survive? PATHETIC!"

*Zolomon then rushes in and kicks up the dust, blinding Robin. He then throws the boy wonder straight into the air. From the time Robin has traveled into the air and back down, Zolomon has attacked him multiple times with fist, foot and elbow.* (If you guys ever played guilty gear, think of Chipp Zanuff)

Robin got himself up and laughed.

"No your the one who misunderstood this. This is not for pride, the only thing I need to prove to my master is that he has a strong ally. Oh and Batman uses every tool he can find to achevie the objective. Remember that Batman doesn't have super powers like the Flash. He puts to memory every layout of a building in Gotham City. He lives on fear that anyone will strike. Fear is his friend he uses it as a warning."

"Now let's finish this bout."

Robin to a cylinder out of his belt and it became a full length fighting stick.

 

[FEAR THE BAT]

(BANE, thinking)My money has been stolen. One of the only guys I ever trusted is dead. And other than what I have in my briefcase all my Venom is gone. The bastards responsible will pay with......with their lives. Now's about a good time for me to pay them a little visit. I've got all I need, time to move. Word on the street is El Mendigo and his boys are at some strip joint buyin' the bar out and hoggin' all the ladies. From the sound of it, it's my treat. Looks like I'll just have to invite myself to the party. Ah, here it is, this is the place. Now I just have to find them. Hmph, just like I thought, not too hard to find. All that commotion at the back of the place says it all. That's definitely my party. Only nine of them. No...not you....no....not you either....ah, there yooou are. You slick-haired sonuvab****. Gotta be El Mendigo, the little f***in' thief. I'll show you, I'll show ALL of you what happens when you steal from BANE. Now to introduce myself....

-Bane, in hat and trenchcoat and in normal human from, walks up to the table of the rowdy group of low-lifes...

(BANE) Well, I see you havn't wasted much time. Allow me to introduce myself. I work for the man whose money you gentlemen decided to....borrow.
(Low-Life) Borrow? You stupid or sumthin'? We took that s***!
(Low-Life2) Oh, and if you ain't realize yet, we ain't about to give it back!
(El Mendigo's Crew) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
(BANE) Very well. My employer will not be happy with your decision.
(Low-Life2) Tell you employer to go f*** himself!
(El Mendigo's Crew) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
(BANE) I see. Well, I'll be sure to give him the bad news. He'll be in touch....soon.

-Bane leaves while El Mendigo's crew continue to laugh it up and party like there's no tomorrow. To bad they all don't know there is no tomorrow. El Mendigo knows though. When he saw the man approach them he knew what he was about to say even before he said it. He knew. That's why he just puffed his cigar and stayed quiet. That buzz he was feeling, that smile he had spread across his face, gone. He knows who's coming now. And he knows he can't do anything about it. Bane, now outside and in the alley behind the club, takes off the hat and trenchcoat. He reaches in the pocket of the trenchcoat before tossing it to the ground. After stretching his neck and cracking his knuckles, he decides it's time to put on what he pulled out the trenchcoat pocket. He turns the knob on his belt, pumping the Venom through his veins. The familiarity of the rush excites him. The sudden explosion of power overcomes his body. Only one clear thought runs through his mind...

It's time to make them pay.....

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Luthor arrived at R & D and everyone turned to look at him. He said, "Please everyone continue. Dr. Moore I wish to speak with you."

Dr. Moore walked over to Lex. She asked, "What can I do for you sir?

Lex replied, "Dr. Moore I have vauge memories of wearing a battlesuit recently. Where is it?"

She said, "Well sir when we found it we pur it in storage. If I may say so sir...it is far below your usual suit...it looks like it was put together with the bare essentials and...it's very cheaply done."

Lex smirked and said, "I suppose it was. Well Dr. Moore I want you to build a new one. With the latest in technology and weaponry. Using my old suit as a templete."

Dr. Moore asked, "Why sir?"

Lex said, "If anyone attacks our company again I want to be able to help defend it. I want this suit done as soon as possbile."

Dr Moore nodded and Lex walked back to his office.

 

[FrantikMagik]

"****!"

*Kalibak rips at Hal but Hal puts up a defensive force field between them. He then makes a spiked gauntlet and smashes Kalibak towards the ground*

*Kalibak shrugs himself off from the punch, and stands himself up inside a huge crater*

"No one defeats me! I am the Son of Darkseid! I am Rage made flesh! I am Invincible!"

*Kalibak laughs*

"You are just a puny court-martialed Lantern! wHAT CAN YOU DO TO ME?"

 

[GammaMike]

Arthur, swam along in the wake of the three behemoth squid. He marveled at there shear power. He was able to lift roughly sixty tons, nothing to scoff at, but he estimated that the derelict Sea Lab, filled with sea water, could easily weigh 10 times that ammount. His thoughts shifted back to his present course of action, and he assumed a grim set to his face. He mentally went over his preperations for the upcoming conflict several times, before he was satisfied that he had not missed any details. He knew that once he began the first phase of his plan, there would be no turning back. He felt a tense excitement run through his body. He knew his cause required this to happen, but a small voice in the back of his mind, questioned if he was enjoying this too much. He honestly considered turning back at that point, and took a moment for serious reflection . What were his motives? Why would he formulate this plan of action, then lead his people into a war. A war that many on the surface would believe that he and his people had scant chance of winning. Was it pride? Was it hunger for power? Was he prepared to do this in hopes of gaining glory? No, he beleived that none of those were his cheif motive. Quite simply, his people, there way of life, and the lives of all the creatures of the sea ; in effect the lives of all his subjects, depended on him taking action. Yes, he was going to set the world on it's ear. He only hoped that the end results would justify the means of his actions. Undoubtedly, he would not escape this without blood on his figurative "hands". His thoughts shifted to how ironic that statement was , when directed to a warrior with a harpoon in place of his left hand. The hero inside of him resolved, that as many lives as possible , would be spared. He reminded himself that turning the oceans red with blood, would not aid the cause of his subjects. He swam on, inexoribly, backed by the very creatures of the sea, and worried about his personal doubts.....

 

[Batman]

He was getting closer.Hopefully,that was a GOOD thing.

As Nightwing landed in,where he thought,was the origin of the scream he heard,He caught sight of a building that was 3 blocks away.The reason it was so noticable was because......It was on fire.

"Oh...Thats just great...."

Nightwing asked for a long night of work.......He didnt expect it to get THIS challenging.But,nevertheless,He had to do something.He WAS the hero,after all.

Shooting his grappling hook,He snagged another railing,and took off.

The firefighters were desperate to put out the flames,which were only getting higher.Pretty soon,their efforts to save the building would fail,and the roof would collaspe.

Various people were being pulled from the building,hopefully all.But,that wasnt the case,as a woman was screaming for her daughter,who was still inside.

"SOMEONE SAVE MY DAUGHTER!!!!"

The childs screams could be heard inside aswell,although they were muffled.

This was more than enough to convince Nightwing that landing on the ground first wasnt going to be an option.And with that,instead of letting go of the grapnel,he pulled it off the railing,and fired it again,through one of the windows of the burning building.

The child was no older than 7 years old,as she tried to find a way out,but to no avail.She thought this was the end.

She was wrong.

Mere seconds later,Nightwing came crashing through the window,and landed in front of her.He held out his hand.

"Grab On!"

The girl took Nightwings hand,as he pulled her onto his back.His plan was to simply leave through the stairs,to avoid being cut by the windows.But,as he made his way to the entrance....It came down.

Nightwing didnt have much of a choice.To protect the girl,He let her own,and picked her up,protecting her with his body.And with a running start....


-BOOM-

The roof collasped.Everyone thought it was over,for both Nightwing and the girl......But seconds later....

-CRASH-

Nightwing tumbled out,taking a Bat-rope out in mid air,and flinging it towards a nearby rooftop.It held,and Nightwing swung to the girl to the ground.The building gave way behind them.

Landing,Nightwing let the girl go,who ran to her parents.To avoid direct contact with any police,He took out his grappling hook,and fired it once more.

After snagging a gargoyle,Nightwing was off,yet again.

Not having much oxygen in the building,Nightwing found a place to hide,and rested.Removing his mask,He checked his pager,which he carried around all the time.....just in case.

No calls.

Dick checked his Comm link.....or,He was going to....until he realised He didnt have it.

"Uh oh..."

The only possible explanation was that He lost it either in the fire,Or when he was in the sewers in Gotham.

There was no use in checking at the fire,considering if he really DID lose it there.....it was destroyed.

His tracer was directly linked to it,which meant noone.....not Bruce,Barbara,Tim,Or any other member of The Bat-Squad,could contact him or know where he was......Or they COULD....

Dick realised that if it was stolen,Barbara would know where to find it.

So,With that,He put his mask back on,and swung back to his apartment.......to pack some clothes.He was going back to Gotham City.


His long night ended abruptly......Which was a disapointment for him.

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Goddamit! I've typed up a long post twice now, and it keeps screwing up when I try to post it!

 

[Spike_x1]

In the humble home of former police commissioner James Gordon, the meek man sat reading his newspaper. Over the years, he had been through a lot with the madman known as the Joker. His daughter had been crippled, his wife had been killed, and he himself had been subjected to intense torture. He had thought that he and his family had been past the worst of it. He was about to be very surprised.
While reading, the doorbell rang and Gordon answered it only to be greeted with a bullet in the kneecap.

“How do you like it?” Joker laughed as he kicked Gordon in the face while the man was crawling around on the floor. The kick sent Gordon reeling back further into the house. Joker walked inside and closed the door behind him.
Expecting to hear at least some reaction from Barbara somewhere in the household, Joker called out to her “Honey! I’m home!”

Joker waited a full minute before he made an educated guess that Barbara wasn’t home.
Grinning maniacally, Joker leaned down to Gordon lying on the floor.

“Now look here Jimmy-crack-corn. I left my gal-pal all alone at the grocery store so that I could come here. Now, I’d hate to go back to her with nothing to show for it.”

Joker grasped the flower on his lapel. Gordon knew damn well what was coming.

“Where might I find your little redheaded spitfire?”

 

[Phantasm]

OOC: My God!Joker's wicked!

 

[Spike_x1]

A mere five minutes later, the Gordon household was burning down.

Jim Gordon lay on the front lawn. His eyes were bulging nearly out of their sockets, his teeth were colored a sickly yellow and his mouth was stretched into a horrifying grin. He was moving spastically and laughing uncontrollably.

Despite not gaining the information that he wanted, Joker strolled away smiling and whistling to himself. He disappeared into the shadows as he heard Gordon's laughing start to slow down.

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: You guys might want to hurry up if you want to save Jim Gordon's life.

 

[Batman]

It took Dick a mere two hours to get to Gotham.

Getting His suitcases,He headed out to the parking garage,where Alfred,bulter to the Wayne houseold,was waiting for him.He pulled open the door of the 89 Rolls Royce.

"Back so soon,Master Grayson?"

"You seem surprised."

"Im not.......believe me.But If I may ask....What are you doing back so early?"

"Well....nothing was really going on in Bludhaven..."

-Enter Cut Of Nightwing crashing through window of burning building-

"...Plus,I wanted to see if Bruce was back yet."

"Master Bruce returned shortly after you had left.....However,you know him......He hasnt said much since his return."

"Well...maybe I can get a few words out of him."

Dick knew it would be a damn near impossible task,but He was pretty much the only one that could talk to Bruce without any fear,other than Alfred himself.

The Rolls Royce pulled out of the parking lot,heading into the city.

"So,where is it we are heading,sir?"

"The Clocktower.I need to ask Barbara about one of my comm.links.That is...if its not a problem."

"No trouble at all."

As Alfred turned a corner,Dick recognised the street they were pulling into.

"Hey,isnt this Barbaras neighborhood?"

"I believe it i...."

Alfred looked ahead,and nearly broke the brake system trying to stop the car.Dick saw it too.

"Oh My God..."

The Gordons house was going up in flames.......literally.Fearing for Barbara and Jim,Dick got out.

"Good Lord..."

Alfred said this as he got out of the drivers seat.

"Alfred,Call Bruce.Tell him to get here as soon as possible!"

"But what about you?"

"I'll need a change of clothes."

With that,Dick pulled out one of his suitcases,and opened it up,revealing a familiar black and blue uniform.

"Sir?"

"There may be someone inside.....maybe Barbara.....Im not use to her or Jim as Dick Grayson....Especially If Im gonna have to go inside the house."

Dick went back into the car to change,as Alfred dialed a seperate number for The Batcave....where,hopefully,Bruce was at.

Moments later,Dick got out of the car in full Nightwing gear,and leaped towards the burning ruins of The Gordon House.

Before entering,He noticed something he hadnt before......Jim Gordon himself.He could've jumped when seeing him.

"Holy S....."

Dick ran to Jims aid,seeing that he was obviously under the effects of The Joker Gas.

"GORDON!Can You hear me?!?!?!"

Jim only replied with uncontrolable laughter.

Nightwing pulled out a syringe,filled with some sort of liquid,and slammed it into Jims arm.

"Sir?"

Alfred approuched Nightwing and Jim.

"Its a setitive.It should calm him down until Br..."

Nightwing realises that Jim could hear him.

"...Batman,arrives with the antidote."

"What happened to him?"

"What do you THINK happened to him?"

Nightwing showed Alfred Jims face.

"Joker?"

"That god damn clown......"

Nightwing remembers the burning building.

"Stay here,Barbara may be inside."

Nightwing raced into the burning building,hoping he was wrong......PRAYING he was wrong........and hoping that Batman would show up soon.

OOC:JRK....I think this is where you come in.I know its sort of...short notice....but I think this would be kind of..well...IMPORTANT to Batman.

ps:I dont think anyone is playing Alfred....so I hope no one minds that I used him....

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I was finishing up more on my research on the crime syndacates that came into Gotham during my absence when the phone in the batcave rang. It was a special line, meant only for someone I knew. I picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Master Bruce, there's been problems, sir. Myself and Master Richard were driving to Miss Barbra's clocktower when we saw the former Commishinor Gordon's house in flames with him outside, he's been infected with the Joker's laughing gas."

That was all I needed to know, I quickly hung up, put on the costume, grabbed some of the antidote I keep handy for occasions like this, and drive off in the Batmobile faster then I thought it could go.

Fifteen minutes later I'm in the neibhorhood. I see the situation with my own eyes and I barely allow the Batmobile to stop before I leap off it and run as fast as I can to Dick, holding Jim as he's laughing uncontrolably. For what is most likely the millionth time I wished that god damned clown dead.

"Nightwing, hold him as steady as you can, I have to inject the antidote into his blood-stream." I take the antidote from a capartment in my ultility belt, rip a sleave from his shirt, and stick the needle into Jim's bicep and release the antidote. In a few minutes, Jim Gordon calms and is left with only quite snickers. "It'll take a few hours before the gas completely leaves his system, and he'll be out for a while after that, but he'll survive."

I stand up and see the flaming remains of the Gordon home. What was the Joker up to? I realize what's going on and my blood chills in my vains. I quickly think of a stagity and I plan to act upon it.

"Alfred, I want you to take Gordon to Leslie's clinic, she'll watch for him there. Dick, we should both go to the Clocktower. If there's a reason why Joker attacked Jim, it was because he found out what happened to Barbra, we shouldn't take any chances."

I walk over to the Batmobile and it opens both it's doors. Dick goes into the passinger side and we both drive into downtown Gotham, to where Barbra's Clocktower is located...

OOC: Slight bunnying of Nightwing on my part, but it's slightly needed to keep things going. And Master Bruce: I don't think anyone will mind you bunnying Alfred. Hell, I used him a lot for my mental breakdown.

 

[batnkevlar]

*Kalibak shrugs himself off from the punch, and stands himself up inside a huge crater*

"No one defeats me! I am the Son of Darkseid! I am Rage made flesh! I am Invincible!"

*Kalibak laughs*

"You are just a puny court-martialed Lantern! wHAT CAN YOU DO TO ME?"

"What can I do to YOU? Haha... don't make me laugh... haha... oh, too late."

*Hal flies down towards Kalibak. He then proceeds to streak upwards into the sky.*

"You see, it occured to me, after a couple minutes of not-so-intense thinki.ng, that you can't fly. So I was like, 'Hey, he can't fly'. What a revelation..."

*Hal picks Kalibak up higher and higher*

"So what would happen if I took you through the atmospher? Would you explode? I didn't think so, after all, you are Darkseid's son. Or at least, one of his sons. Orion, Grayven, yourself, Scott Free if you count him. I mean, geez louise, how many chicks are on your planet? I mean, your papa sure did get around."

*Hal picks up speed and enters troposphere*

"The weather is getting a bit colder, I see. It's cuz we're entering thye coldest part of the atmosphere. That's a little "cocktail part info" right there, just in case you need a pickup line for Mad Harriet or something. Speaking of which, that's probably the reason for coming to Earth, huh? I mean, if you don't like doing the bumpa with Stompa, might as well come to Earth. But remember, 'Bak, just cuz their cheap on Earth, doesn't mean their safe..."

 

[twylight]

OOC: My God!Joker's wicked!

OOC: Yeah...Spike has serious issues..first Parasite and now joker

Okay..should Dinah come back? Because..to tell you the truth, in the comics she would..but Diggers gonna go loose then..

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

Robin got himself up and laughed.

"No your the one who misunderstood this. This is not for pride, the only thing I need to prove to my master is that he has a strong ally. Oh and Batman uses every tool he can find to achevie the objective. Remember that Batman doesn't have super powers like the Flash. He puts to memory every layout of a building in Gotham City. He lives on fear that anyone will strike. Fear is his friend he uses it as a warning."

"Now let's finish this bout."

Robin to a cylinder out of his belt and it became a full length fighting stick.

'I've wasted long enough time with this brat.'

*Zolomon appears in front of Robin.*

"Lets."

*He then rips the bo staff away from the Boy Wonder and dashes back.*

"It seems you are underestimating the full extent of my capabilities boy." He then looks at the staff in his hand. "A masterpiece of craftsmanship no? Collapsable, stronger than steel, and yet, just as everything else..."

*He then stares at Robin.*

"It is susceptible to time."

*Robin then sees his Bo Staff ageing and disentegrating. What would have taken years and years, Zoom had accomplished in mere seconds.*

*Hunter pulls out a card from his wrist band and points at Robin, only to disappear and reappear behind Robin. A large gash appeared across his chest. He then lowers his head by Robin's ear.*

"Now, let us finish this shall we."