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

"Arkham's only for the crazies! Hehehe."

The Joker threw his cane to the floor of the roof and pulled a assault rifle out of his trenchcoat.

In his best cowboy imitation, Joker said "You think I didn't wander all the way through this building without grabbing a few peacemakers?"

Joker began firing at Batman and shouting over the noise of the gunfire, "You ain't who I'm looking for, Amigo."
 
I run to for cover against the gunfire and find the heater to be my savior. I grab a batarang and I throw it right into the barrel of the Joker's assult rifle. I then take the batrope and throw it at the Joker's legs, tripping him off the ledge and back on the roof.

"I hate to break it to you, but you are crazy. You know, on second thought, I don't hate that I broke it to you."
 
OOC: Sorry if I held you guys up, Twy and PFunk, been sick as hell this week and am finally off the bed. We now return to Captain Boomerang, already in progress....and I haven't read up yet, so if I need to edit, lemme know and I will oblige.


IC: The night before had been a blast. Literally. Digger had felt alive for the first time in ages. He had done things the old-fashioned way and had realized how much he enjoyed the action. He had set off some spectacular explosions and walked to his hotel listening to the pleasant sounds of sirens in the night air. He had felt that he had put some meaning to the young boys' death that he had witnessed. Some closure for the souls of the child and his dead mother.

However, as he awoke in his hotel room remembering the past nights activities, he felt something odd. What had been his true motivation? He had killed plenty of innocents in his day. Why was this one so special? Certainly not the mother and child...he had killed mothers and children in his day. They were collateral damage. Environmental damage? What a load of hooey. No, Digger was starting to glean the real reason...and it wasn't much to his liking. It was time to find out what had really happened.

Digger checked out of his room and headed up across river from the WayneTech facility. There was a huge work crew excavating the nights rubble, and crime teams makings notes and taking evidence. He studied the scene for quite awhile until something dawned upon him. There were no outlet pipes to this river. Docking facilities, yes. But no pipes to expunge chemicals to the river. His shoulders sank. He had been duped and didn't much like the taste. Of course it had been M'Bata...but he know was able to figure out who M'Bata was. The bastard had duped Digger into a freebie. A FREEBIE!!!!

This was unforgiveable. This went against everything a decent merc/supervillain stood for. He had been tricked onto doing a job ...FOR FREE!!! And on top of it, he had wasted his 'Bat-Card' on NOTHING!!!!" Digger was furious now. He now knew the truth...he was the convenient patsy, and he knew which of his 'friends' in Johannesburg had set him up.

Harkness checked out of the hotel he was in angrily. He didn't even tip room-service. He stepped out onto the street and looked at the dark faces. He could trust no one. He headed out on foot to find some privacy. A spot to think. A spot to plan revenge. Digger was no man's fool...he knew who had set him up, and he intended to make him pay....


TO BE CONTINUED.....

OOC: Hope thats up to snuff. Been, and am, sick. Any guesses as to who M'Bata is? First correct answer gets a postcard from Taiwan. How's that for excitement. PM your answers please, don't waste game space.
 
"Whee!"

Joker fell to back off the ledge and onto the roof, landing on his back with a thud. After having the assault rifle silenced, Joker had momentarily forgotten that he still had a last gun: his revolver in a holster under his coat. He quickly pulled it out and blindly fired randomly into the air, hoping that at least some of the falling bullets would maim or kill some innocent bystander or dentist.

Regaining a small sense of composure, Joker fired at Batman as he held the cable that was holding his feet together, hoping that Batman would let go.

OOC: That's the last gun I've got on me.
 
nixonbat said:
OOC: Sorry if I held you guys up, Twy and PFunk, been sick as hell this week and am finally off the bed. We now return to Captain Boomerang, already in progress....and I haven't read up yet, so if I need to edit, lemme know and I will oblige.


IC: The night before had been a blast. Literally. Digger had felt alive for the first time in ages. He had done things the old-fashioned way and had realized how much he enjoyed the action. He had set off some spectacular explosions and walked to his hotel listening to the pleasant sounds of sirens in the night air. He had felt that he had put some meaning to the young boys' death that he had witnessed. Some closure for the souls of the child and his dead mother.

However, as he awoke in his hotel room remembering the past nights activities, he felt something odd. What had been his true motivation? He had killed plenty of innocents in his day. Why was this one so special? Certainly not the mother and child...he had killed mothers and children in his day. They were collateral damage. Environmental damage? What a load of hooey. No, Digger was starting to glean the real reason...and it wasn't much to his liking. It was time to find out what had really happened.

Digger checked out of his room and headed up across river from the WayneTech facility. There was a huge work crew excavating the nights rubble, and crime teams makings notes and taking evidence. He studied the scene for quite awhile until something dawned upon him. There were no outlet pipes to this river. Docking facilities, yes. But no pipes to expunge chemicals to the river. His shoulders sank. He had been duped and didn't much like the taste. Of course it had been M'Bata...but he know was able to figure out who M'Bata was. The bastard had duped Digger into a freebie. A FREEBIE!!!!

This was unforgiveable. This went against everything a decent merc/supervillain stood for. He had been tricked onto doing a job ...FOR FREE!!! And on top of it, he had wasted his 'Bat-Card' on NOTHING!!!!" Digger was furious now. He now knew the truth...he was the convenient patsy, and he knew which of his 'friends' in Johannesburg had set him up.

Harkness checked out of the hotel he was in angrily. He didn't even tip room-service. He stepped out onto the street and looked at the dark faces. He could trust no one. He headed out on foot to find some privacy. A spot to think. A spot to plan revenge. Digger was no man's fool...he knew who had set him up, and he intended to make him pay....


TO BE CONTINUED.....

OOC: Hope thats up to snuff. Been, and am, sick. Any guesses as to who M'Bata is? First correct answer gets a postcard from Taiwan. How's that for excitement. PM your answers please, don't waste game space.
OOC: OOooh... the plot thickens.
I wish I had a guess as to who M'Bata is, but I don't. And I know that once it's revealed, I'll feel really dumb for not figuring it out sooner.
 
I saw him starting to fire randomly into the air, I quickly dropped the rope just as he shot me in the chest. The kevlar held, but I'll have one awful welt in the morning. I yanked the gun from the Joker's fierce grip, take out the bullets still in the chambers and with every thing I have I pistol-whip him in the face.

"Find it funny?"
 
Joker wiped some of the pouring blood from his face onto his fingers and tapped Batman on the nose with his bloody digits, leaving a dark red spot on the nose of Batman's cowl.

"Honk-honk!"

The Joker silently tapped a button resting on his palm. The button activated a mechanism inside of his cane that he had dropped moments ago. The cane began to spin in a circle, making noise like a firecracker, shooting large amounts of sparks from both ends and emmitting surprisingly large amounts of joker gas.

Joker indicated himself, Batman and the 2 thugs lying off to the side. "None of us can stay on this roof for more than another few seconds, and I'm sure the nice police officers inside could use some immediate medical assistance."

Joker grinned madly. "So what's it to be, Batsy? You can't save all them piggies from ground up and apprehend me."
 
(Note: Since I don't have the issues of John in South Africa with me [due to losing them in a move years back] I'm kinda playing that part of it by ear-which including adding new characters)

"While saints preserve me. Where in the hell you been hero?"

John turns around to face the voice and sees and attractive, eldely female caucasion irish woman walking towards him.

"Anna. what are you doing here." he asks her

"Probally the same thing you are. Trying to figure out a way of helping these poor people." she answers,

"Just like South Africa hun."

"Hardly." Anna interjets. "Then I was a young apartie protester that happen to run into you then. Now I'm one of the old people who help run this place." Anna pauses for a second then continuing on. "But I have a lot of questions to ask you. Like why did you leave. When did you come back. And more importantly what took you so bloody long to find your way here.

Well I've....okay. Lead the way.

And John follows Anna over to a tent to catch up on old times. And to hear from her exactly what is going on here.
 
Spike_x1 said:
Joker wiped some of the pouring blood from his face onto his fingers and tapped Batman on the nose with his bloody digits, leaving a dark red spot on the nose of Batman's cowl.

"Honk-honk!"

The Joker silently tapped a button resting on his palm. The button activated a mechanism inside of his cane that he had dropped moments ago. The cane began to spin in a circle, making noise like a firecracker, shooting large amounts of sparks from both ends and emmitting surprisingly large amounts of joker gas.

Joker indicated himself, Batman and the 2 thugs lying off to the side. "None of us can stay on this roof for more than another few seconds, and I'm sure the nice police officers inside could use some immediate medical assistance."

Joker grinned madly. "So what's it to be, Batsy? You can't save all them piggies from ground up and apprehend me."

Another card that's been played so many times before in our "never-ending battle." He knows that I would let him escape to save the cops here, that's why he used it.

"Alright, Joker. How do I stop it?"
 
South Beach : Miami, Florida
Saturday April 16, 2005
7:00 AM

The day started out like every other Saturday. Carloads of people, families, and groups of friends, began finding there way to the sand. Prepared to spend a beautiful day at the beach, and enjoy the wonderful weather of South Florida. Children played in the surf, as the waves broke lazily over the shore. People lounged in chairs and on blankets, sunbathing and listening to the radio. Others read magazines or books. Boats were visible, farther from the shore, and jet skis spead back and forth, chasing each oth across the horizon. A beautiful day, in a place gifted with similar days, almost year round. Everyone was caught up in there own plessures, and the day could not possibly be more perfect.

Until the first scream. It came from a woman on a small power boat off in the distance. " Shark!!!!!!!!!!!!" she called out, terror making her voice shrill. It succeded in getting the attention of the Life Guard stationed closest to her, and he sprang to action, searching the water with his Binoculars. What he saw caused him to immedeatly blow his wistle and wave his arms, signaling everyone out of the water. As one, the beachgoers began an all out evacuation of the water. A mob of people made there way to the shore, thrashing and splashing, moving in a panic. amongst the mahem, a teenage boy screamed out in pain. He reached down into the water and grasped his thigh, which was now causing him great pain. Soon similar signals were coming from every tower on the beach. The Life Guards looked on in astonishment, as a horde of sharks, baracuda, sea snakes, jelly fish, and assorterted other less than harmless sea life converged on the shallow surf. The area most commonly inhabited by small fish and swimmers. The Life guards notified the crowd that the beaches would be closed until further notice.

*********************************************************

As the day wore on, reports of similar occurances were being recorded, throughout our nations beaches. The airwaves were flooded with the reports. A media sensation soon occured.All beaches in the USA had been closed. People were further alarmed, when around noon, other word filtered in that the events were also taking place in different countries. By 2:00 pm eastern time, it was reported that all beaches worldwide, had been closed. A worldwide occurance. This unleashed a ****l wind of media coverage. It ranged from groups proclaiming the end of the world, to scientific "experts" sharing there hypothesies on the cause of the event. By 5:00 the U.S government, was fully involved in studying this threat to it's citizen's. By 11:00, a world wide estimation of injuries had been calculated. it incuded people who had been bitten, cut, or stung by the sea life, as well as those injured by other people in the stampede to leave the water. It was a staggering total. The wounded numbered in the thousands. To some, the strangest number, was the death toll. world wide, less than 50 people had been killed. In a truly bizarre statistic, not one of the casualties listed animal attack as cause of death. The deaths were all the result of death or drowning.

As of 8:00 eastern time, on sunday morning, an eery calm had descended on the beaches of the world. It was an anxious vibe. The people of the world waited. They waited with one universal question on there minds...........why?!!
 
batnkevlar said:
*Hal looks around. Superman and Parasite were nowhere to be seen. He shrugs and, turning back to his civvies, enters the LexCorp building through the window he exited and returns to Luthor*

"It's all right, Mr. Luthor, the meta has been dealt with."

Luthor looks at Hal and says, "Excellent work Hal. I knew I could count on you. Right now though with the stress of today's events, our take over of Krouvenek's company and seeing a new product that R & D just came up with...I am feeling a bit stressed out so I think I am going to take off for a week's vacation to clear my head. It's a little spa in the Bahamas that I like to go to every now and then. I'll see you when I get back."


Lex turns and leaves to waiting limo. He waves to Hal and the limo takes off.

OOC: Hey I am going to be gone until next Friday....talk to you all when I get back....ALOHA! :cool:
 
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*Darkseid broods over the recent defeat of his son, Kalibak. Once he gets back, via BoomTube, he would get his...*

BOOM!!!

*Kalibak is thrown out from the Tube, not even in pain*

"Father..."

"DON'T CALL ME FATHER WHEN YOU HAVE BEEN DEFEATED! DO EXPECT ME TO SHOW YOU MERCY? MORE MERCY THAN GIVEN TO EVEN MY GENERALS, JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE MY SON? I EXPECTED YOU TO BE DEFEATED, BUT DEFEATED SO EASILY? ESPECIALLY AFTER THE LONG TIME YOU SPENT TRAINING WITH KAL-EL? YOU HAVE NOT EVEN COME BACK WITH A SCRATCH ON YOU! YOU WEAK PATHETIC MONSTROSITY! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT."

*Kalibak leaves*

"I can sense you in the shadows, Desaad."

*Desaad walks in*

"Sire, maybe your own flesh and blood cannot fulfill the job. But what of your last Attempt? But remember this, He does not remember this. He does not remember anything. Just flames of infernos and memories long past gone. Take back what is rightfully yours, Sire, and bring Earth to its knees..."
 
IC:Barbara Gordon

So Batman was out there fighting what should essenstially be my fight. It isn't a pleasant feeling being helpless.It hurts to see people put their lives on the line to protect you while all you can do is sit around hoping against hope that it all just doesn't come to the worst.

I connect the link to Batman, even though I know it must be distracting for him and also pretty useless on my part.Even if he needed help, how was I to aid him? I take a quick glance behind me at Dick who's still seated on that chair, lapsed into silence.I turn my eyes back to the screen.If he wasn't going to say anything, I wasn't going to push. "Batman, is everything under control?"
 
Nightwing still cant believe whats going on.

The Joker is on the loose,and has attacked Jim Gordon.He knows,he was there shortly after it happened.

Batman left Gotham and JUST Returned,leaving Gotham to rot in his absence.

Killer Croc was beat up by an unknown assailant,leaving a mystery there.

He lost his comm.link,possibly only to have it stolen.

And above all of that,the single most shocking thing thats hes heard...

After years of being crippled by a single shot to the spine,Barbara Gordon is now going to be able to walk again.

Not that he wasnt happy.....He was.More than anyone would think.

Its just.....What Now?

Was Barbara going to start training again?

What about Batgirl?

Or...ORACLE...for that matter?

As much as Barbara missed the old days as Batgirl,She became a very important asset to the "war",as Oracle.In fact,maybe even moreso than Batgirl.

If she,for some reason,DID remain as Oracle,would it be better than having her come back into the role of Batgirl?

Nightwings head was spinning thinking about this.Hell,He wasnt even the one that was SUPPOSED to be thinking about this,but he was.

As he thought about this,he noticed Barbara looking back at him from time to time,in between trying to contact Batman and watching over Robins stats and Black Canary's whereabouts.

"Im Sorry."

He knew he should've dispayed more of a reaction to this.......but......with so much going on,and so much for him to think about,How the hell COULD he?
 
I see Joker running away, laughing his pale head off. The bastard. There has to be a way to shut this thing off.

I take a re-breather from my ultility belt and go towards the Joker-gas-spewing cane. I grab it and notice a button, it has a sign and arrow hanging off the cane that says, "Press the button, Stupid" in the old-school Tex Avery style. I press it and the sparks and gas shut off. In my fustration I throw the cane as far away from me as possible, hitting the already unconchiencious goons.

Joker got away from me AGAIN. Now he could be anywhere in the city murdering countless more people. More people that will haunt me in my dreams.

Sundenly, Barbra's voice comes through the comm, "Batman, is everything under control?"

"Yes...and no. I lost him. Get the paramedics down to the GCPD building, Joker had put his laughing gas all over the building and I don't have a direct antidote with me. I'll meet you back in the Clocktower."

I shoot up my line and head that way.
 
*Hal Jordan walks the streets of Metropolis. He looks around and sees a beautiful girl on a billboard. he then gets an idea. He takes out his cellphone and dials a number.*

"Hey Dinah. How's it going? I was wondering if you'd like to meet me for dinner..."
 
batnkevlar said:
*Hal Jordan walks the streets of Metropolis. He looks around and sees a beautiful girl on a billboard. he then gets an idea. He takes out his cellphone and dials a number.*

"Hey Dinah. How's it going? I was wondering if you'd like to meet me for dinner..."

OOC: I think Dinah's on her way to Africa now.
 
IC: Barbara Gordon

"Okay," So Joker was out loose again. And as insane as ever. He could be anywhere.What if he finds dad?!

I heave a sigh and push that thought away. Anxiety wouldn't help. I call on to the EMS team nearest GCPD and inform them about the disorder in that area. The tracer on Batman tells me that he's going to arrive here soon.

"Im Sorry."

I hear Dick say softly and turn around to face him. "Maybe it wouldn't have been such a shocker, if I'd have told you earlier... So, I guess this was kind of expected..."
 
Digger Harkness had lost his good humor. While he had to admit that he had enjoyed the previous nights' festivities, and the knowledge that he could be a true threat with or without his gadgets, he resented being used as a pawn. In the past he had played the pawn too many times not to recognize the pattern. He had been played as one by many of his fellow Rogue's at one time or another. He had even been played as one by the U.S. government, in the peronage of one Amanda Waller. A truly unlikable woman. Fun or not, he was definitely not pleased with this last caper.

He had walked for a few miles after his trip to the scene of the crime. He eventually decided on a course of action. He stole a '71 Mercedes Benz equipped with air-conditioning and headed back towards the villiage where he had last seen 'M'Bata.' It was mid-afternoon by the time he reached the riverside spot where the incident with the woman and her child had sparked this whole course of action. He breathed deeply as he exited the vehicle... crisp, clean air. Not a trace of noxious fumes. Nor any trace of the womans body. The only signs of anything present were two empty beer bottles.

Just then, Digger heard twigs snapping under foot and spun round. He saw the unmistakeable from of M'Bata. And he was grinning, the bastard!!

"You can drop the fakery, m'boyo, I know who you are..." Digger said.

"Very well, Mr. Harkness, very well," M'Bata said. His appearance shimmered for a moment and resumed in the exact visage Digger expected. It was Houngan, in his full science/voodoo glory. "Apologies for the deceptions, Mr. Harkness, but it was necessary for my goals to have an outsider perform the duties at WayneTech." He added, " and you performed them nicely."

Digger had had enough. He snatched a boomerang, and then......he froze. He was unable to move. Digger suddenly felt icy cold fear, even though it was the hottest part of the day.


TO BE CONTINUED................
 
OOC: Dam cliff hangers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanna know more!
 
Joker had snuck away from Batman and re-entered the police building while Ratman had stayed behind to disarm the cane. He wore his gas mask as he searched for a cop who was close enough to Joker's size. When he finally found a match, Joker quickly changed clothes with the dead cop and headed out the front door (leaving behind his gas mask) just as the paramedics began to arrive.

One of the paramedics (who had been informed of the situation beforehand) saw Joker in the cop's uniform and assumed that the grinning clown prince of crime was just a simple officer who had been exposed to the gas.
The paramedic asked, "My God! Are you alright?" The man handed Joker a small tank of oxygen attached to a gas mask.

Joker did his best Irish cop impression "Oi sonny! We were just mindin' our own, when that handsome genius clown man came in and gave ush shumptin' to laugh aboot."

The paramedic began to run into the police HQ with the other paramedics when he found that Joker wasn't seriously hurt. "Just sit down somewhere and we'll get you some help as soon as we get the others out of that building."

Instead of sitting down, Joker strolled to a parked cop car. "'Fraid I can't do that sonny. I gots 'ta go find me lucky charms and share 'em wit da world."
Joker broke into the police car and drove away.
 
The plane accelerated, forcing Dinah’s back into her seat as she felt the slight G force on take off.
Still gaining altitude she started the plane in a long sweeping turn over Gotham Harbor. The night sky was fading into dawn, and the ships were just barely visible on the dark water’s.

Leveling out at the correct altitude she waited till she was out of busy airspace and over the ocean, before setting the autopilot and unbuckling.

It was a nice little airplane. Leather seats, a little bar area and a bathroom in the back. Very nice.
She walked over to the seat behind the co-pilots chair and pushed the wall. The panel side back revealing several state of the art radars, scanners and communication grids.

Setting a few buttons she turned to return to the pilots chair when her cell phone went off. Sitting down in the pilots chair she answered it. “Dinah Laurel Lance speaking”
Hal Jordans voice answered her..

Hal Jordan said:
"Hey Dinah. How's it going? I was wondering if you'd like to meet me for dinner..."
She smiled, an old friend, nothing against Kyle, but she preferred the older Green Lantern to the two.

“Only if that dinner can be arranged in Africa.” She replied playfully.

Waiting for his reply she hit her head with the palm of her hand and mentally chided herself. Being in such hurry and a distracted state of mind, she had forgotten that she had meant to stop by Wayne Manor for civvies for Tim.
She’d have to remedy that once she picked him up. Unless he had thought far enough ahead to pack his own..doubtful.
 
twylight said:
She smiled, an old friend, nothing against Kyle, but she preferred the older Green Lantern to the two.

“Only if that dinner can be arranged in Africa.” She replied playfully.

Waiting for his reply she hit her head with the palm of her hand and mentally chided herself. Being in such hurry and a distracted state of mind, she had forgotten that she had meant to stop by Wayne Manor for civvies for Tim.
She’d have to remedy that once she picked him up. Unless he had thought far enough ahead to pack his own..doubtful.

*Hal smiles to himself.*

"That could be arranged."

*Hal teleports right next to Dinah*
 

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