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

[Batman]

OOC: I think you misinterpeted the Nyssa situation. In the story, Ra's down-right wanted her to kill him, so that she could finally see his side of views and what not. I highly recommend you to read it, it's a very good story.

OOC:Crap...

 

[Batman]

OOC:I edited.

Ra's,throughout my arc,wont be himself....exactly....so dont be surprised if he does some things out of character.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: We really need a Ra's...

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I arrive back at the cave and as I was just about to sit down on the leather chair of the Batcomputer for some rest (it's been a very...VERY...long night), Barbra rings into my ear.

"Batman, where is Dick?! I can't find him on the display map."

"What? I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

With that I get back to the Batcycle and speed out to the Clocktower. In about 15 minutes I'm back at the Clocktower. I note how tired Barbra looks, it's been rough for her as well...though she doesn't know the worst of it...Tim...

"Dick's missing?"

 

[Batman]

OOC:We really need a Ra's.....

OOC:Not now....

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Babs Gordon

"Apparently." I continue to type down instructions while the large dark form of Batman stands behind me." The last time he was traced is in the vicinity of the area where you guys went to find Tim..." I twist around in my chair and try to see behind Batman hoping to see the colorfully clad little boy standing behind his mentor.

When by gaze is met with nothing but the mundane environment of my appartment, I look up at Bruce's cowled face. Dammit, it was so annoying when all you could see was those glowing slits when instead all you want is human eyes to look back at you.I remember they never told me about Tim...and I was so preoccupied with Dick's disappearance it slipped my mind..."Where's Tim?"

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Lex arrived back in Metropolis to a throng of reporters in front of the Lexcorp towers shouting questions to him. He politely smiled and said, "I have no comment at this time, and yes you can quote me on that."

As he continued walking into the towers he saw a crowd standing in the back of the reporters. they were shouting "LEX, LEX, LEX!" and holding up signs reading things like, "Run Lex Run!", "Your country needs you again Lex", "It's time for a change!" and "Lex is back!" Lex walked over to that crowd and shook hands with them. He asked them questions about what they would like to see done if he was President. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that the media was following him. He waited for a moment and then said, "Excuse me Ladies & Gentlemen of the media would you please back up a step it's getting a little crowded here." The reporters step back as Lex continued his conversation and then politely excused himself.

He entered the lobby and took his private elevator up to his office. While enroute he called Senator Keating. Lex asked, "Did you see that in front of the towersit was live wasn't it? Yes it was brilliant....No I didn't pay the crowds to be there and I didn't expect the press to be there either...but I saw an opportunity to use the media for my advantage...oh really what was that...well they were starting to crowd a little too close to us and asking them to step back was more a matter of personal safety, but it's nice to know that everyone saw the signs...yes I think the time is quickly approaching...I will Donald.....goodbye" He hangs up the phone and enters his office.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

IC:Babs Gordon

"Apparently." I continue to type down instructions while the large dark form of Batman stands behind me." The last time he was traced is in the vicinity of the area where you guys went to find Tim..." I twist around in my chair and try to see behind Batman hoping to see the colorfully clad little boy standing behind his mentor.

When by gaze is met with nothing but the mundane environment of my appartment, I look up at Bruce's cowled face. Dammit, it was so annoying when all you could see was those glowing slits when instead all you want is human eyes to look back at you.I remember they never told me about Tim...and I was so preoccupied with Dick's disappearance it slipped my mind..."Where's Tim?"

"Tim...he... Do you remember when I showed you the video I had from my computers from someone who called himself the Red Hood? It's...it's Tim. Tim's the Red Hood. He's snapped. He...he betrayed us all."

 

[Supergirl]

"Well, there's something I have to tell you about Tim..."
"WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! SECURITY BREACH! SECURITY BREACH! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!"
"Whatever it is it'll have to wait Kara. Bart check the perimeter!
"Already did, Gar. Its some guys dressed as like bumble bees or something, bout a hundred or so.
"Ah crap, its the Hive. I was wondering when we'd run into them. Care to give a hand Kara?"
Just then Superboy stumbles out of Cassie's room, buttoning his jeans. "Whats goin on?!? This "OOOO was Conner bout to get some?" had better be important! Shut up Bart!"
Cyborg plows up out of the basement. "What in the hell is goin on up here? Who's ass do I have to kick to get some decent sleep?"
"It's the Hive, and lots of them Vic."
"For cripes sake, I just want one weekend with no problems... TITANS TOGETHER!"

 

[nixonbat]

After dinner and drinks in his hotel lounge, Digger had retreated to his suite to pack and double check his gear for the next days' safari expedition. He had left the AC on at full blast and his room had an icy chill. After checking and packing his equipment, Digger nestled in beneath the covers of his bed and fell quickly into sleeps embrace.


At 8 a.m. he received his wake-up call from the front desk. He arose, showered, and trundled to the elevator, headed down for breakfast. He ordered scrambled eggs, hash browned potatoes, extra bacon, wheat toast, and a whole grapefruit. Along with the food, he had ordered coffee, black, and two tequila Sunrises to start his day. He wanted a good power breakfast before heading off on his trek. He returned to his suite with a full stomach at a few minutes before 10.

While he had packed and readied his gear, Digger had set side items that he didn't want, or need, to have with him out in the jungle. After all, who needed to carry around a few thousand dollars cash in the middle of nowhere. He didn't feel much need for his laptop, either. Digger tossed these and a few other items into a satchel and headed down to the front desk to inquire about a 'safe box' for his valuables. The desk clerk informed him that the only storage available was the mini-safe's in the guests rooms. He told Digger he would have to continue paying for his suite, in order to use the safe.

This didn't sit well with Digger, so the man suggested a safe deposit box at the local bank. Digger stifled a chuckle. 'A bank??!!!! If you had any idea banks I've robbed, you'd realize what a stupid suggestion that is,' he thought. 'After all those robberies, there's no WAY I'm gonna trust the karmic wheel with my valuables in a bank!!'

With time and options running out, Harkness went out and hailed a taxi. He went back to the hotel he had previously stayed at and asked to check his valuables in their safe. A $50 tip sealed the deal, and Digger felt satisfied. He popped into the hotel bar for a quick Margarita. As he sipped his drink, he overheard an insurance company lawyer speaking to a legal representative for WayneTech. They talked a little business, and then the WayneTech man began babbling about some 'hot-blond' he had met the night before, and about his intentions to bed her. At that, Digger glanced around to get a look at the gentleman. He looked away and smile, 'not in a million years, boyo!', he thought. 'Must be a hook to be talkin to this worm.'

Finishing his beverage, Digger exited and hailed another taxi back to the Marriott, where he grabbed his gear and checked out. It was time for Captain Boomerang to do some poaching....


TO BE CONTINUED.............

 

[Karem-Knight]

Mysterious figures we’re at Gotham bank. One was leading the rest mereley waiting for his command.



“What should we do Boss?” Asked one henchman.



“Go in Twos, get two bags, kill two people who get in your way and get into the car, deal?”



“Right boss,” answered one of them. Hours later it was successful, but the cover was blown before they got home. Luckily the leader was a genius mad man that didn’t wear ridiculous make up . The leader then asked for the one who blew the cover.



“Hello Rancho. You do know why you’re here right?” the laeader of the group asked.



“Yeah boss, but it was the security guard, I couldn’t get him quickly enough and…..”



“SECURITY GUARD?”



“yeah, but….” The mad man flipped a coin and let it fall.



“Tales I WIN” The leader shot his pawn mercilessly.



Two Face was back !

 

[Phantasm]

"Tim...he... Do you remember when I showed you the video I had from my computers from someone who called himself the Red Hood? It's...it's Tim. Tim's the Red Hood. He's snapped. He...he betrayed us all."

IC:Babs Gordon

I look up at him in silence after he's done telling me what I had been avoiding to know for the most part of tonight. His face is inscrutable as always ,but there is no doubt about the reality and truth of his words.

Dick was right then...and by the looks of things...Tim did murder...Of God...After rubbing my face with the palms of my hands I simply look at him, not knowing what to say.

I find my voice after a moment of silence, "...Well, obviously he must be under the impact of something...maybe some toxin was injected into him...Poison Ivy! The last thing he did was fight her off right?!" My eager eyes bear into his glowing ones, desparate for him to make sense.

 

[rigel7soldiers]

3:35 A.M., Opal City, some back alley

Dr. Mid-Nite(thinking): I didn't see them coming. Oh, shut up, that isn't funny. I only felt it. The confusion... the fear. Must've been Vertigo. Infrared shows that he made no effort to cover his tracks. He wants me to follow him. It must be a trap. Sounds like fun.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

IC:Babs Gordon

I look up at him in silence after he's done telling me what I had been avoiding to know for the most part of tonight. His face is inscrutable as always ,but there is no doubt about the reality and truth of his words.

Dick was right then...and by the looks of things...Tim did murder...Of God...After rubbing my face with the palms of my hands I simply look at him, not knowing what to say.

I find my voice after a moment of silence, "...Well, obviously he must be under the impact of something...maybe some toxin was injected into him...Poison Ivy! The last thing he did was fight her off right?!" My eager eyes bear into his glowing ones, desparate for him to make sense.

"It's possible. While I didn't sence many signs of mind control while we fought, only a blood test would prove for certain." I look up and see the sun coming up.

"It's been a VERY long night. I have to back to the manor and rest. I suggest you do the same. We'll figure things out this evening."

With that I jump out the window and head back to home...

 

[Twitch]

Red Hood heard the whole entire conversation. He ran to the Batcave. He looted the place stealing some red kriptinonite for furture encounters along with some sample fear gas. He took a long knife out of his trenchcoat and pricked himself letting blood flow freely into a vial. He also took out some paper and wrote on it.
He left the vial near the computer.

"Soon Bruce, Soon."
He left the cave.

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Babs Gordon

What was he talking about?!

I continue to stare at the window from which Batman left as soon as he came. The first rays of dawn stream into the wooden floor of the room. I turn back to the screen and sigh in dejection. Where was Dick?! He never left Gotham without informing any of us...at least until now...Bruce wasn't so worried. That's either because of what happened recently or he knows where Dick is...

I yawn and take off my glasses. After rubbing my sore eyes, I turn off the system and head towards the quiet darkness of my room. Ghoosbups erupt over my bare arms after I take off my sweat shirt so I quickly lift up the cold covers and climb on the bed. After adjusting the fluffiness of the pillow, I rest my head on it and turn to my side, eliciting a deep yawn.

It is after staring at the blank wall for what seems like an eternity that I begin to feel strong sense of resentment towards Dick. If he wasn't going to stay, at least for a little bit this time round, why did he come?And it wouldn't kill him to drop by to say atleast a quick goodbye!I don't ask for much anyway...

The last thing that drifts across my mind before falling into deep sleep is Tim...and how I was wrong...

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I slowly stop at the platform in the Batcave. I get out of the Batmobile and I start walking my way to the costume vault.

What a long damn night.

I feel older and more tired then I ever have felt in my entire life. Fiending off pheromones, finding out your partner has gone rogue, nearly commiting suicide, beating the hell out of the Joker in my own home, and blasting into space for an encounter with Hal Jordon will to that to a person.

I slowly get out of my sweaty uniform and wrap a robe around me. I start to walk up the stairs to the manor when I notice it: foot-prints around the cave. Looking at them, I realize they're not mine.

Tim.

I look around the cave to check for anything missing. I note a batch of red kryptonite and fear gas serums. I look at the computer and I notice something new: a vial. Why would he...?

Barbra. He heard me talking to Barbra.

God, what a long night.

I should check the blood, see if there's anything in it, like Barbra suggested, but I'm way beyond tired and I need to shut my mind off.

I walk out of the cave and into the Manor. I notice Alfred cleaning up some of the mess from Joker's coming here.

"Care to explain why blood got into the nice rugs?" He says, with the dry remark showing his concern.

"In a bit, Alfred, after I get some sleep." I mumble, drifting in and out of waking world.

"You going to bed on your own free will? Are you sure you didn't get switched with some alien clone with the Justice League, Master Bruce?" I smirk at the comment.

"No, I assure you it's me. Good night Alfred."

"Technically it would be good morning or something to that effect, but I give the same salultations."

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I make it to bed. I look at the clock and realize it's ten minutes to six. I think about taking a shower but I would just slip on some soap if I did anyway. I start to toss and turn...and dream the same dream I've dreamed for so many years...but...new events changes matters...

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We walk down the alley. The damned alley that birthed me and destroyed me at the same time. I am with them yet again. Mom. Dad.

We walk until He steps out of the shadows. He with the Gun. He fires on my father first, then my mother. Then, the dream changes, and the He with the Gun's face turns pasty white, with a wild grin on his face...

The dream starts over, and I'm Batman. I stand in-between The Joker with his damned gun and my parents, bearing demented grins, carrying guns and the young me, scared.

All three start to fire, the bullets hit through me and past me, hitting their targets. All three start to fall and I rush towards the young me. The three rise again and shoot at the boy, we both try to save each other as the bullets run through us--

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I wake up, screaming with tears in my eyes and sweat pouring. I look at the clock again and I see it's fifteen minutes past eight.

It was a long night, but it will be an even longer morning...

 

[SuperFerret]

Superman was flying towards the Watchtower, which orbited between the Earth and the Moon. He barely got to an altitude of 500,000 ft before he was taken by exhaustion and passed out. And it was a long way down.

 

[Batman]

Nightwing had fallen asleep.

A bad move,and a dangerous move,considering he was in a dark place that could be filled with ninjas without his knowledge........But he hadnt gotten any sleep....under his own free will....in days.

A light bursts through the darkness,waking him up.His throat hurts....and hes beginning to get five-o-clock shadow.

Ubu walks in....but without Ra's behind him.

"The master requests your presence."

"W...Why?"

Ubu smiles.

"You shall see.....Detective."

Nightwing HATED that.He would've said something,had he been in the right condition.The fact is,he was tired,hungry,and confused.

Ubu unlocked his shackles,and pointed a sword at his throat.

"Get up."

Nightwing would've used a batarang to disarm him......only upon getting up....He noticed his gloves were removed.Not only that,but his billy clubs and Bat-knives from his boots were gone.

He was completley unarmed.

Nightwing would've kicked the gun out of Ubus hands aswell....but he was too tired and hungry.So,instead.....He raised his hands,and followed Ubu,who was walking backwards,making sure Nightwing didnt try anything stupid.

After what seemed like a minute of walking,they arrived at the throne room door.Ubu walked behind Nightwing,with his sword still held high.....ushering him into the room.

Ra's sat on his throne,obviously in meditation.As soon as Nightwing and Ubu entered,Ra's stopped.

"Ah....Your awake.Now we can discuss the matter at hand."

The matter at hand?

What was that?

Nightwing wondered this as Ubu ushered him in front of Ra's throne.

"Kneel before him."

Nightwing looked back.

"Go to hell."

Ubu became angry.He made a gesture that indicated he was going to hit Nightwing.......but Ra's,for some reason,stopped him.

"If the Detective does not wish to bow before me,He does not need to be pressured into doing so."

Ubu recoiled.

"Leave us....I must speak with the Detective....privately."

Again,with the "Detective" name.Why the hell cant he just call him "Nightwing" or "Dick Grayson"?

Hell....He wouldnt have minded "Bird Boy"......

Ubu bowed,and left the room.

"What do you want with me?"

"The discussion is not what I want.....but what you want."

Nightwing raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Tell me....Detective.....what do YOU desire?"

Nightwing knew he wasnt going to respond to that....but he thought about it.He honestly didnt know.Of course....there was one thing.....but he wasnt going to say it.

"I have everything I need......."

Nightwings face became angry.

"....except freedom."

Ra's smiled.

"Surely there must be something else...."

Nightwing just stared at him.There was nothing else.

"Well....if you cant provide me with an answer,then maybe I can answer for you."

Nightwing raised his eyebrow again.

"And what,exactly,is that supposed to mean?"

"Power."

Nightwings eyes widened.Ra's had done some pretty cruel things in his lifetime....but did he honestly think Nightwing was THAT stupid?

"I know what your up to...."

Nightwing stepped closer.

"....it isnt going to work."

Ra's frowned.

"And what is that?"

"Your offering me the same chance you offered Batman.You want me to be your successor......to lead the league of shadows."

Ra's smiled.

"He has taught you well.Perhaps.....too well."

"So it IS that....isnt it?"

"Yes."

Nightwing folded his arms.

"Why,Ra's?Why drag me all the way out here when you KNOW Im going to refuse?"

"Because you are different from your mentor."

"Well....at least we agree on something..."

Ra's stood.

"While I do admit that bringing you out here was.....foolish....in a way,I must admit....there is another part to this."

"And that is?"

"If you dont accept my offer.....I shall destroy Gotham."

Nightwing was stunned.Not at the plan....but at the level of it.It was....predictable.Clearly,something happened to Ra's when he came back from the dead.

"Your kidding right?This is the exact same crap you've thrown at Batman ever since you two met.What the hell make you think you'll suceed this time?"

Ra's smiled....evilly,this time.

"Because the explosives that I would use to destroy Gotham....are under the Gotham Clocktower."

Nightwings eyes widened.....perhaps even more than when he first saw Ra's as being alive.

"Barbara.."

Ra's looked at Nightwing.He KNEW about her....it was obvious.

"Exactly.I knew of your relationship with her,and if I were to sway you......I knew I had to find your weakness."

Nightwing gritted his teeth.He was getting angrier by the second.

"If you hurt her.....I SWEAR I'll..."

"You'll do what,Detective?You,like your mentor,do not kill.You can not do anything to harm me....."

Ra's pulled out a remote control,and hit a button.The monitors for which Ra's used to watch over his Castle all projected one picture:

"....But I can do anything...and EVERYTHING to hurt YOU."

That was an insult to injury.The picture displayed a private moment....and no doubt one of Ra's ninjas snapped it without any goddamn permission.

Nightwing,at this point,had had enough.

It was one thing to threaten Nightwing...and to threaten Gotham.....but that crossed the line.

He was ready to lash out at Ra's,full force,and rip his eyes out of his sockets.But....he couldnt.

It wasnt because he was too weak to.....it was because if he HAD done that,Ra's would've won.

He wasnt about to become a murderer,like Ti...

Nightwing stopped thinking that.That particular matter was still debatable.

"So.....What is your decision,Detective?"

Nightwing made a fist,but quickly calmed down.He wasnt happy.....but he knew if he made one wrong move,Ra's would destroy Gotham with a push of a button.

"...Can I at least think about it?"

Ra's frowned....but then smiled.

"As you wish....but remember.....you shall not get any food or water UNTIL you've made a decision."

Dammit....He HAD to do that,didnt he?

Ra's had threatened the person he cared for the most......and the city he had protected for so long....he had even KIDNAPPED him.....and now he was starving him.

The bastard....

Ra's snapped his fingers,and within a mere second,Ubu re-entered.

"Yes,master?"

"Take him back to the dungeon.Let him collect his thoughts."

"Yes master."

Ubu grabbed Nightwing and pushed him back toward the door,still holding that damned sword of his.

As Nightwing was led back to his cell.....He realised how much was at stake.Everything.....EVERYONE he ever cared for was going to be blown to bits all because of him......and even if the bomb didnt destroy every bit of Gotham.....it was definatley going to destroy the person he cared for most.



This wasnt going to be an easy decision.


OOC:Just so you all know,Ra's is bluffing.

So,of course.....he wont really destroy Gotham.....so no one needs to worry.

Nightwing,however,doesnt know that.He knows Ra's has the power to do it,so he fully believes him.

 

[twylight]

OOC: Oh, ok, I didn't know... all I need to do is to get in the Hype's Inner Circle... i just don't get no repsect...

OOC: When you find Hype's Inner Circle, let me know who I have to sleep with to get in.

 

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: there's an inner circle?

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: You have to sleep with me to get in...

 

[twylight]

Dinah stood at the registration desk, her luggage on a bellboy’s trolley.
She had dug through her cloths for an upscale yet casual combination. She was beginning to wonder if the hardest part of her mission would be to create outfits.
She had settled on a pair of jeans, a light blue cotton shirt and tan blazer. She threw her hair up in a ponytail too keep it out of the way.
“Will the third floor suit you Ma’am?”

Running her thumb under her camera bag strap she nodded as she glanced around the lobby, it ran off into the bar area and a small hotel restaurant.
“Yes, that will do fine.” Dinah said, turning her attention back to the pretty dark-skinned girl, who smiled and handed the bellboy the room card.

Following him to the elevator in silence she continued to casually study the Hotel layout and the person’s in it. As the elevator rose she looked out the glass walls. Turning to the bellboy she smiled at him. The young man smiled back.

“I’m supposed to be meeting an old friend here. He’s about so high.” Dinah motioned with her hand “And Australian. Have you seen him.”

The young man’s dark forehead furrowed in thought. “Well..” He said in a thick accent. “A man with a funny accent signed in evening.”

Dinah smiled “‘ Funny accent’ They must not see a lot of Australians around here.”

“Ah…that’s him.” She said as they walked out of the elevator. The Bellboy slide the card through the lock and opened the door, pushing the luggage rack in. After he placed the luggage on the floor and handed her the room caed, Dinah tipped him generously. Maybe it was a weakness, but if she was going to get information, she might as well pay. Maybe he’ll even remember her.

She checked her watch. A little after 11, she had driven her worn motorcycle over earlier in the morning and parked it behind the hotel building. Walked back to her 'hotel' and came over by way of Taxi with her things.
Maybe now it was time for some lunch. Turning the Air Conditioner on she placed her bags on the chair in her bedroom. And then walked into the little living area of the Hotel room. This was ‘upscale’ after her first two nights.
Taking off her blazer jacket and camera bag she went out the door to try out the restaurant.

An half an hour later she walked back into her room having satisfied her stomach.
Sitting down on the couch she lay down with her arm over her eyes.
“ Dinah, what’s the plan now?”


She started sitting up, late afternoon sunlight filtered in through the sheer curtains. She’d fallen asleep, mentally kicking herself she stood up slowly to avoid a head rush.

She decided to do a little foot work, maybe even have a reason to be by the pool later on. Taking the stairs down to the Hotel lobby she was heading for the door when she passed the bellboy who had helped her earlier.
“Going to meet you’re friend, Ma’am”
Turning she smiled “Oh? I fell asleep in my room, has he left already?”

He nodded “Yes, Ma’am just checked out.”

Dinah forced a smile while cursing herself “Thank you.”

She walked out the door almost bumping into a man with several bags slung over his shoulder and another on in his hand.

“Oh! I’m sorry”

OOC: Sorry about the rush..what are you thinking? It’s like cat and mouse! Except bird and worm!

 

[Batman]

EDIT

 

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: well, since i'm guessing bat is a dude... and also gay, that's out.

p.s. don't, like , hunt me down and kill me, or whatever