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

[MST3K 4ever]

OOC: One thing I noticed, didn't Talia run Lexcorp while you were president, or was it Mercey in this RPG?

In this the first time around it was run by the board of directors but Mercy had final say over everything to avoid any conflict of interests yet Lex could also keep an eye on things while he was President. When Lex resigned as President he gave Mercy complete control, and when he was mind-wiped he regained control.

Now if Lex runs for the White House again of course she will resume control of Lexcorp. I am still toying around with that idea.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

As Lex sat in the back of his limo he watched several news channels reporting on the rumors of Lex seeking to run again. He smirked as he was loving all of the attention as his phone rang.

Lex picks up the phone and says, "Yes."

~The voice on the other end says, "Lex this is Angela Chen from Eye on Metropolis. I have to ask you are you or are you not getting ready to run for the White House?"

Lex chuckles and says, "My dear Angela what happened to at least some measure of small talk? Well to answer your question...I am not ready to make any sort of announcement at this time. I am currently in the studying phase of this undertaking, and if the climate seems favorable for a White House run by me then I'll try for it. This is strictly up to the people of this great nation."

~Angela replies, "Well according to the public opinion polls your range is anywhere from 55% to 63 % and in today's politcal climate that's almost a landslide."~

Lex says, "Very true Angela however there are miles to go and millions of other things to do before I make any formal announcement. I promoise you this if I do make an annoucement I will do so exclusively on your program."

~Angela repsonds, "Lex I'm flattered I would be honored. Any idea when that might be?"~

Lex replies, "If I had to guess I would suspect within the next week and yes you may quote me on that."

Angela says, "Okay Lex thanks for your time and I look forward to your call."~

Lex says, "My pleasure Angela and I'll be in touch." Lex hangs up the phone and calls Senator Keating. Lex says, "Donald this is Lex. So what have your sources heard?"

~Keating replies, "Ross and his staff are on pins and needles. They are really frightened of your candidacy becoming a reality."~

Lex smiles and says, "Excellent I talked with Senators Mitchellson & Davis and theyre confirming what you are saying."

~Keating says, "Well it sounds like things are pointing towards your return."~

Lex says, "It appears so but there are many other things to plan on before I make any sort of announcement. Let the rumor mill run for a while and when the time is right then I'll make my announcemment on Eye on Metropolis."

~Keating says, "All-right Lex keep in touch and I'll let you know how things are here in DC."~

Lex responds, "Thank you Donald, give my best to Sharron and I'll talk to you later goodbye."

As the Limo rolled by the White House Lex looked at it and said, "Soon I will return to my rightful place" He smiled devilishly and continued watching the news.

 

[twylight]

OOC:

*sniffle*

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Harley isn't dead. Just the kid.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Since Batman took his mask off right in front of me. In this very RPG.

OOC: I didn't take it off in front of you, YOU burned the thing and I had to continue on.

IC:

"It's okay...it's okay...

I hear the voice of my mother. I'm still shocked that this is happening. Being held in my mother's arms again seems too good to be true. Usually I would doubt something like this, but at this moment I don't care. Whether it's a delision from a dying mind or not, I'm just going to let it happen.

After a few moments I sit up, the tears dried on my face. She sits next to me.

"Now will you tell me what happened?"

"He...he betrayed us..."

"Who?"

"Tim...the third Rob--"

"I know who Tim Drake is."

"How...why..."

"I'm dead, there isn't much for us to do but look at the lives of the living. Why am I asking you to tell me what happened then? Because talking about the bad things that happens...letting your personal demons out...helps. Now, how did Tim betray you?"

"He...became someone else. Calls himself the Red Hood. He tried to kill us...we think he killed someone. I...I just don't know how this could have happened."

C'mon, Bruce, don't cry. Stop it. You've done too much already. She reaches over my shoulders and conforts me again.

"Shh, it's okay. He made his own dicision, you couldn't do anything to stop it."

"I...I should have..."

"Stop it. Don't do what I know you're going to do. Don't blame yourself for Tim. You blame yourself for so many things you'll go crazy. You already have so much of it: you blame yourself for Jason Todd, Barbra Gordon's paralization...us. You had nothing to do with it."

I calm myself and a question comes to mind.

"Why isn't Father here?"

"Mr. Corrigan said that he had only enough power to bring one of us. Not to mention your father...he's not too pleased that you tried to do this. In fact, Thomas asked me to say this to you: 'What in the hell is wrong with you? Are you going to quit living, quit doing some good to the city and the world just because someone hurt you like that? You have to take it like a man, accept it, and move on!' While his version is fairly vulgar, I happen to agree."

"Wait, what did he mean by 'doing good for the city and the world?'"

"Well, certinly you becoming a costumed vigilantie was one of the last things we thought you'd do, and we defiantely not too supportive of it at first. After a few years, though, we saw what you were doing. You've saved so many lives, and have practically saved the world a couple of times. Not to mention...you're our son, and no matter what happens, we'll always love you."

"It is almost time to go, Batman." I turn and I see the Spectre next to me. "One of your enemies have taken over your home, and have commited murder on an unborn child."

I think about his cryptic responce and I realize what's happened...Harley. Joker. Oh God.

"I have to stop him."

"No kidding? Your assistence is direly needed. When you go back, your wound will be healed completely. Stop him, before he brings another to God's kingdom before their time."

I turn to her.

"I have to go..."

"I know. Just get him out of our house." She walks to me and embraces me in her arms...for the last time.

"I love you," I utter, "I just need to say that before I leave you again. I love you."

"I love you too, Bruce. Both of us will. We always will."

I relenctly let go and I turn to the Spectre.

"I'm ready."

"Good luck, Bruce, from one sprit of vengence to another."

With that, he snaps his fingers and I end up back in the real world. The puddle of blood under me hasn't progressed. I feel down to where the wound was and I don't find it there anymore. The Spectre was always good at his word.

I stand up and run towards the stairs to the Manor. I open the door in and I see.

The Joker. He's in my home and has shot Harley in the stomech, killing the unborn child.

Anger fuels me, the sheer hate fuels me...tragedy fuels me...

"You dare..." I mutter at the Bastard Clown. "You DARE..."

I turn the Joker around, take the gun from his hand, and I pistol-whip him across the face.

"YOU DARE TO MURDER A CHILD IN MY HOUSE?!"

OOC: Translation: He's coming for your ass.

 

[Phantasm]

OOC: WOW!!!I'm so completely in awe!!!

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: DarkKnightJRK, there is a girl names Captain Obvious in the Hype... I thik she is InsayneJayne, who once played Harley... I want her back... she was good, real good, and I want you to PM her... thanx...

 

[MST3K 4ever]

OOC: I didn't take it off in front of you, YOU burned the thing and I had to continue on.

IC:

"It's okay...it's okay...

I hear the voice of my mother. I'm still shocked that this is happening. Being held in my mother's arms again seems too good to be true. Usually I would doubt something like this, but at this moment I don't care. Whether it's a delision from a dying mind or not, I'm just going to let it happen.

After a few moments I sit up, the tears dried on my face. She sits next to me.

"Now will you tell me what happened?"

"He...he betrayed us..."

"Who?"

"Tim...the third Rob--"

"I know who Tim Drake is."

"How...why..."

"I'm dead, there isn't much for us to do but look at the lives of the living. Why am I asking you to tell me what happened then? Because talking about the bad things that happens...letting your personal demons out...helps. Now, how did Tim betray you?"

"He...became someone else. Calls himself the Red Hood. He tried to kill us...we think he killed someone. I...I just don't know how this could have happened."

C'mon, Bruce, don't cry. Stop it. You've done too much already. She reaches over my shoulders and conforts me again.

"Shh, it's okay. He made his own dicision, you couldn't do anything to stop it."

"I...I should have..."

"Stop it. Don't do what I know you're going to do. Don't blame yourself for Tim. You blame yourself for so many things you'll go crazy. You already have so much of it: you blame yourself for Jason Todd, Barbra Gordon's paralization...us. You had nothing to do with it."

I calm myself and a question comes to mind.

"Why isn't Father here?"

"Mr. Corrigan said that he had only enough power to bring one of us. Not to mention your father...he's not too pleased that you tried to do this. In fact, Thomas asked me to say this to you: 'What in the hell is wrong with you? Are you going to quit living, quit doing some good to the city and the world just because someone hurt you like that? You have to take it like a man, accept it, and move on!' While his version is fairly vulgar, I happen to agree."

"Wait, what did he mean by 'doing good for the city and the world?'"

"Well, certinly you becoming a costumed vigilantie was one of the last things we thought you'd do, and we defiantely not too supportive of it at first. After a few years, though, we saw what you were doing. You've saved so many lives, and have practically saved the world a couple of times. Not to mention...you're our son, and no matter what happens, we'll always love you."

"It is almost time to go, Batman." I turn and I see the Spectre next to me. "One of your enemies have taken over your home, and have commited murder on an unborn child."

I think about his cryptic responce and I realize what's happened...Harley. Joker. Oh God.

"I have to stop him."

"No kidding? Your assistence is direly needed. When you go back, your wound will be healed completely. Stop him, before he brings another to God's kingdom before their time."

I turn to her.

"I have to go..."

"I know. Just get him out of our house." She walks to me and embraces me in her arms...for the last time.

"I love you," I utter, "I just need to say that before I leave you again. I love you."

"I love you too, Bruce. Both of us will. We always will."

I relenctly let go and I turn to the Spectre.

"I'm ready."

"Good luck, Bruce, from one sprit of vengence to another."

With that, he snaps his fingers and I end up back in the real world. The puddle of blood under me hasn't progressed. I feel down to where the wound was and I don't find it there anymore. The Spectre was always good at his word.

I stand up and run towards the stairs to the Manor. I open the door in and I see.

The Joker. He's in my home and has shot Harley in the stomech, killing the unborn child.

Anger fuels me, the sheer hate fuels me...tragedy fuels me...

"You dare..." I mutter at the Bastard Clown. "You DARE..."

I turn the Joker around, take the gun from his hand, and I pistol-whip him across the face.

"YOU DARE TO MURDER A CHILD IN MY HOUSE?!"

OOC: Translation: He's coming for your ass.

To quote Jim Carrey from "Batman Forever", "Now that's impressive!"

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I didn't take it off in front of you, YOU burned the thing and I had to continue on.

OOC: Don't blame me for it. You're the one who bunnied me doing it. Not that I dissapprove, I commend you for it.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: DarkKnightJRK, there is a girl names Captain Obvious in the Hype... I thik she is InsayneJayne, who once played Harley... I want her back... she was good, real good, and I want you to PM her... thanx...

OOC: Done.

 

[Spike_x1]

Joker fell to the floor beside Harley. He gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"There there, Hunnybuns. It'll all be over soon."

The Batman reached down and grabbed Joker by his neck and held him in the air, rage burning in his eyes. Joker met Batman's eyes with a maniacal grin.

"What possible kind of life could that child have had, huh?! Being the spawn of two of Gotham's most notorious killers couldn't possibly affect the way that kid would've percieved life, now could it?!

The Joker began laughing at Batman's unwavering anger.

"We are who our parents would want us to be, aren't we. Our father's are our models for God. What kind of model would you or I make? Our children die on us repeatedly. If we're God to them, how are we supposed to percieve them?"

 

[SuperFerret]

~Justice League! Reconvene at the Watchtower as soon as possible. Thank you~

Damn it, not now J'onn. Clark thought, but truly, what could he do now? Tim Drake, formerly Robin, had turned on Bruce, and Clark knew that Bruce wouldn't let him help with this situation.

Superman's time in Gotham needed to come to an end.

"Kara," he said turning to Supergirl, "I just got a message from the League, something's up, and I'm going to the Watchtower to see if I can help. You can come if you want, but with what just happened, I don't suggest sticking around here. Bruce will just resent you more for it."

OOC: Where's the Watchtower now?

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: The Watchtower is in Earth's orbit, where it SHOULD be...

 

[batnkevlar]

*Hal sits in his chair, waiting...*

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

Joker fell to the floor beside Harley. He gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"There there, Hunnybuns. It'll all be over soon."

The Batman reached down and grabbed Joker by his neck and held him in the air, rage burning in his eyes. Joker met Batman's eyes with a maniacal grin.

"What possible kind of life could that child have had, huh?! Being the spawn of two of Gotham's most notorious killers couldn't possibly affect the way that kid would've percieved life, now could it?!

The Joker began laughing at Batman's unwavering anger.

"We are who our parents would want us to be, aren't we. Our father's are our models for God. What kind of model would you or I make? Our children die on us repeatedly. If we're God to them, how are we supposed to percieve them?"

"Who the hell are you to decide? What the f**k goes through your mind to think that you can decide who will die?!"

I throw that Bastard Clown several feet away. I walk towards there and I kick into his sides. Many, many times.

"You are nothing but an animal. A rabie-infested dog, with nothing but diesese to bring to this world. You have no right to do anything like what you just did.

"Who says we have to be who our parents are? I'm sure yours--if YOU even had any--didn't want you to become...THIS."

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I think you misinterpretted what Joker said. He wasn't calling himself or Batman a God. He was implying that their children look up to them as if they were Gods, and asking how they're supposed to look back at their children from such a high status point from their kid's perspectives.

 

[Batman]

Dick felt the wind brush across his face,as he stared down on the city he had protected for most of his teen years....and even now,to some degree.

Gotham Tower was probably one of the most historic buildings in Gotham,and the tallest......next to Wayne Enterprises and The Clocktower.

And Dick was stand on one of the highest points.

He had left the spot where He,Clark,and Supergirl had stood as Tim Drake revealed himself to be the murderer known as The Red Hood.

He had alot to think about.....and needed to be alone for the most part.

TIM WAS THE RED HOOD?!?!

It made sense,from a certain point of view....and at the same time......it was mind bogglingly shocking.

Dick had always thought of Tim as the most worthy sucessor to his own mantle.

Even Jason didnt deserve to be Robin more than Tim did,although Jason was good.

But.....Hes now a villian....?

It didnt make much sense.

Why?

Why did he have to betray the people who cared for him the most?

Why did he have to betray the morals and the training he worked hard to suceed at?

Why the hell did he have to betray a role for which he himself wanted?!?!?

Thats when Dick came upon the realisation that Tims father was recently killed.

He remembered the thoughts that came upon him once his own parents were murdered.

He vividly remembered wanting to kill the bastard that did it,and remembered going somewhat mad.....obsessed with killing the man that ruined his life.

And then,Batman entered.

He had stayed with Bruce Wayne for three weeks,and had enough of it.

While Bruce was a nice guy,He was always away on buisness trips.

Not only that,but there was numerous galas and events that Bruce attended.

With Bruce being gone,and Alfred busy keeping up the Manor,Dick was hellbent on murdering the man who everyone believed to had killed his parents:Tony Zucco.

He didnt go through with it though,and soon after....He learned why Bruce was always away.

It was at that moment,when this mysterious figure known only as "The Bat-Man" pulled away his frightning cowl,and revealed the face of Bruce Wayne......that Dick knew his life was going to go through even more changes.


Realising his own thoughts of revenge when his parents were killed,He began to make assumptions.

Did Tim,after seeing his dads bloody corpse in front of him,go mad with rage,and become Red Hood?

Or maybe there was a different reason....

"HHHHHEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP MMMMMEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

Dick heard the scream that could've been heard all the way to Metropolis,and without a second thought,dived off the tower.


The thug could barely be seen,as he threatened another individual....who also couldnt be seen.

Nightwing didnt exactly know what he was getting into,which confused him......but that wasnt going to stop him from doing whatever he needed to.

He landed behind the thug,and took out his billy clubs,threatening the thug.

"Look,pal,This really isnt a good time for me.....so just surrender,and everything should go ALOT less painfully..."

It was at that moment that He felt something sharp dig into his back......something....small.

He picked at his back,and with a small yelp,yanked it out,and looked at it.

It was a dart.....possibly laced with poison.

Before he could realise who or what was going on.....He blacked out.

But,as he did.....He remembered various people standing over him.

What the hell was going on?!?!?!

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I think you misinterpretted what Joker said. He wasn't calling himself or Batman a God. He was implying that their children look up to them as if they were Gods, and asking how they're supposed to look back at their children from such a high status point from their kid's perspectives.

OOC: Ah, I see what you were saying, though I think it isn't much of an "misinterpetation," just another interpetation. It's certenly in-character for Joker to say something so grandiose.

 

[Spike_x1]

"Who the hell are you to decide? What the f**k goes through your mind to think that you can decide who will die?!"

I throw that Bastard Clown several feet away. I walk towards there and I kick into his sides. Many, many times.

"You are nothing but an animal. A rabie-infested dog, with nothing but diesese to bring to this world. You have no right to do anything like what you just did.

"Who says we have to be who our parents are? I'm sure yours--if YOU even had any--didn't want you to become...THIS."

"Daddy always said I had a future in comedy."

Joker reached out and grabbed onto Batman's leg as he extended it for another kick. The hand buzzer sent electricity into Batman's body.

"Besides, who's more of the monstrous father between the two of us? I've just killed an unborn kid. You, however, have endangered the lives of your prodigal sons and daughters many times over the years. Hell, I beat one of 'em to death myself. And what about that girl one? I heard Black Mask had a good time with her. Tell me, where's the newest birdboy at this moment?"

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Daddy always said I had a future in comedy."

Joker reached out and grabbed onto Batman's leg as he extended it for another kick. The hand buzzer sent electricity into Batman's body.

"Besides, who's more of the monstrous father between the two of us? I've just killed an unborn kid. You, however, have endangered the lives of your prodigal sons and daughters many times over the years. Hell, I beat one of 'em to death myself. And what about that girl one? I heard Black Mask had a good time with her. Tell me, where's the newest birdboy at this moment?"

If anger fuels me, then my tank will soon explode from it. Mentioning him killing Jason was one thing but...Tim...

I grab the hand and force the vice-like grip off of my leg. I then push the buzzer right into his stomech, letting the irony sink in with the stream of electricity. I consider for a moment to just let this bastard fry right now, then I glance and the photo...mother...father...I can't do this. Not here.

I rip the buzzer out of his hand, I then stomp it, crushing it.

Then I realize something, I noticed the first thing Joker said.

"Daddy?" I'm strangely intrigued by this. In all of our battles, he's never mentioned anything that personal. I decide to use this to my advantage.

"Is that the million-dollar answer to the million-dollar question: Why is the Joker so crazy? What did he do, huh? Did he beat you? Rape you? You want to know something? I DON'T CARE. No matter what little excuse you say, nothing, NOTHING, will make up for your sins against humanity. NOTHING."

 

[Spike_x1]

"Gee, you're unusually talkative tonight, aren't ya? And no matter what you like to fantasize about when it comes to my dearest Pa, it won't change the fact that neither you nor I could make it as a parent."

After Batman stomped down onto Joker's hand, breaking several fingers and also giving Joker a sever burn on his stomach with the buzzer, Joker looked down at Harley. With his intact hand, Joker pulled her upright and leaned her against the near wall, settling her in a sitting position. He sat beside her. Both of them had intense injuries in their middles.

"Lookit that. We match."

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Gee, you're unusually talkative tonight, aren't ya? And no matter what you like to fantasize about when it comes to my dearest Pa, it won't change the fact that neither you nor I could make it as a parent."

After Batman stomped down onto Joker's hand, breaking several fingers and also giving Joker a sever burn on his stomach with the buzzer, Joker looked down at Harley. With his intact hand, Joker pulled her upright and leaned her against the near wall, settling her in a sitting position. He sat beside her. Both of them had intense injuries in their middles.

"Lookit that. We match."

I grab him by the collar and lift him up to my height, and stare right into his dark-infested eyes.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm not fit to bring a child to this world, but the fact is: You murder men, women, and children. I don't."

I twist him to face the wall, grab him by the head and I smash his face across the wall.

THUD.
THUD.
THUD.
THUD.

 

[Spike_x1]

Joker laughed at the pain as his skull began to fracture.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

'Let it all out' he was forced to think to himself after his jawbone snaps. 'You're just like me. You should be taking Harley to a hospital instead of torturing me here, but you can't help but stay here and whomp on me, can you? We're both the same.'

Then the Joker fell unconscious.

OOC: Gotta go.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

Joker laughed at the pain as his skull began to fracture.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

'Let it all out' he was forced to think to himself after his jawbone snaps. 'You're just like me. You should be taking Harley to a hospital instead of torturing me here, but you can't help but stay here and whomp on me, can you? We're both the same.'

Then the Joker fell unconscious.

OOC: Gotta go.

He drops onto the ground like a sack of potatoes. I look around and I notice that Harley's still on the ground bleeding. I start to go over to her, when I pause for a second and give Joker a parting gift:

PITUI.

That done, I go over and check on Harley. She's lost a lot of blood, but the flow has stopped. I check on her pulse and it was faint, but still there. With that I drape her over one of my shoulders and then I grab Joker and do the same.

I walk down into the cave and set them both in the passengers seat of the Batmobile (Harley on top). I grab Joker's hands and I cuff them behind him, just to be safe. With that I get into the drivers seat and drive off.

First I bring Harley to Leslie's clinic, then I'll throw Joker into the Asylum...

 

[Supergirl]

~Justice League! Reconvene at the Watchtower as soon as possible. Thank you~

Damn it, not now J'onn. Clark thought, but truly, what could he do now? Tim Drake, formerly Robin, had turned on Bruce, and Clark knew that Bruce wouldn't let him help with this situation.

Superman's time in Gotham needed to come to an end.

"Kara," he said turning to Supergirl, "I just got a message from the League, something's up, and I'm going to the Watchtower to see if I can help. You can come if you want, but with what just happened, I don't suggest sticking around here. Bruce will just resent you more for it."

OOC: Where's the Watchtower now?

"I don't know Kal, I'd feel out of place with you legends up there, but I really do need to talk to you."
That and I really don't want to spend time at the old folks home, it IS a Saturday, so Kon is at the tower in San Fran... and Mia and Cassie are always fun to chill with.
"I think I'm gonna book to see what Connor is up to. Track me down when you're done alright?"
With that she leisurely starts flying to the west.