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

[Twitch]

"Are you ready to go?"

"Yes Boss."

"Follow me."

I walk out of the club and direct them to a dark alley.

"Try to keep up." I ran up to the ladder on to the rooftops. I take off jumping to the next roof to the next. The final test was the drop I lunged over and dropped 50 feet to my feet.I glanced behind me nobody was there.

"Losers."

I had arrived at CNN Gotham

 

[twylight]

Dinah apologized to the man and walked back into the Hotel and too the front desk.

“Hi, could you check on the travel itinerary for a Bill Franklin, please?” She asked

The young woman who had checked her in earlier smiled at her. “Oh yes, he’s a friend of yours.”
She said it more as a statement and not a question. Causing Dinah to think that the Hotel had a deep information contacts, probably better grounded than her own, and rivaling Bab’s on a small scale.

Dinah smiled and nodded “Yes.”

The girls dark hands flitted over the computer keyboard. “He’s on a tour with Twylight Tours. The bus was scheduled to leave, but we just found out there was some technical difficulty.”

Leaning against the reception desk Dinah asked, “Are there anymore openings on that tour?”

The woman opposite her clicked a key and nodded, “Yes, Ma’am, one. Shall I book it for you?”

Dinah nodded as she pushed away from the counter. “Yes! And keep my room for when I come back please?” she said as she ran towards the stairs.

“Yes Ma’am!” wafted the voice of the Desk girl.

Dinah ran up to her room, dumped out a small bag and repacked it with jeans and long sleeve blouses and a jacket or two, also her black dress a girl never knew when she’d be pressed into duty. Also stuffing in several rolls of film. Slipping her boots on she grabbed a jacket and threw her camera bag on her shoulder she raced down the stairs. Stopping at the front desk to hand them her room card.

“Please keep my room for me?” Dinah asked as she paid the tour cost.
The young girl nodded. “Yes Ma’am, we sent someone to tell the Tour guides, they are expecting you, the bus is right down the street.”
“Thank you.” Dinah said, grateful.

Walking out the door she walked down the street to the location. She was surprised to see people in there 50’s and up. Not the kind of tour/safari what she had expected her target would go on.

Walking up to the bus she glanced around, acting a little lost. Two men stood in the shade having drinks while the other tourists were in various groups talking.
Judging from the man under the hood the ’Technical difficulty’ was in actual fact transportation difficulty.

“You must be the late joiner.” Dinah turned to see a middle age man with a Twylight Logo on his shirt, with the name John on it.
“Oh, yes. That would be me.” She said smiling.
“Here, let me take that for you.” He said taking her bag. “Only one?”
“Yes.” Dinah answered.
He smiled “Light packer, well, after we get the bugs worked out we’ll be on our way.” He said taking her bag and placing it under the bus.

Dinah walked towards the other travelers.
“Photograph?” a female voice asked from her right.
Dinah turned, “Yes.”

It was a group of about 5 women in their 50’s who were on vacation together. After a few minutes talking Dinah found out they enjoyed travel and were all amateur photographers.
Dinah continued to visit as she felt her mind catch up with her body. She’d almost lost the main lead of her mission, to a tour full of elderly people.

 

[Batman]

Ra's sat on his throne,surveying the rediculously large room.

A knock on the door started.

"Enter."

Ubu walked in,bowing before Ra's.

"Master.....I seek permission to speak freely."

"Permission granted."

Ubu stood up.

"I have heard that you are going to destroy Gotham....and I must share my concerns."

"Concerns?What Concerns?"

"Well...There could be some valuble allies in Gotham.Plus,theres the matter of the Detec....Batman."

Ra's stood.

"Do Not Worry.My Words To The Detective Are Only....Half....True."

Ubu raised an eyebrow.

"Half?"

Ra's smiled.

"Yes.I have not planted any bomb in Gotham.The city is safe....for now."

Ubu is confused.

"But....Why Lie To The Detective?"

"To Test His Loyalty to Gotham...and Ms.Gordon.I want to see if he can stay true to them both by ACCEPTING the position as my sucessor."

Ubu finally starts to get it.

"...So he would have no choice."

"Precisely."

Ras walks towards Ubu,and then past him.

"Come.The Detective is no use to me dead."

Ubu follows Ra's.

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Nightwing was torn.

On one hand,if he accepted,Gotham would be safe.

On the other hand,if he accepted,He would become the leader of a group of criminals.........killers.

If he were to refuse,Gotham and pretty much everyone he loved would be dead.


This was truly a hard decision.


Just then,light shined through the darkness once again,and Ra's stepped into the cell.

"Good Evening,Detective."

"Stop Calling me that."

Ra's frowned.

"I shall call you whatever I wish.....Detective."

Nightwing was pissed.....but,he wasnt exactly calling the shots on this.

"..Fair enough.What do you want?"

"I know of your decision.It is almost impossible.Therefore,I am going to give you another decision.One....not as challenging."

Nightwing was curious.Doing anything easier than this would please him at this point.

"Go On."

 

[nixonbat]

Digger and Irving Weinberg were nursing their travel woes together over cold beers, sitting in a park, in the shade, across from the broken down tour bus. Irving had sent his wife, Edna, off to round up some sandwiches to eat while they waited. Old Irving was a retired garment sweatshop owner from New York, who now had a car upholstery business down in Florida. While disturbed by the delay, Digger found the company of the old man oddly comfortable.

The tour group now numbered 10. Ten people waiting for repairs to be made, or another bus or van to arrive. There was Digger, the Weinbergs', another elderly couple, and a group of five elderly female amatuer photographers that surely members of a Bridge club.

Still waiting for Edna to return with the sandwhiches, Digger and Irving popped open their third beer each. Digger appreciated the fact that Irving cussed like a sailor when Edna was out of earshot. They sat and talked trash about the other members of the tour group. Irving made disparaging remarks about the age and weight of the photography group, and Digger chuckled politely at his remarks.

Suddenly, Irving said "Holy Sh**!!, Get a load of THAT Ben!"

Digger swiveled his head around and saw a georgeous blond woman with a satchel walking down the street. Rather hurried, too, he noticed. Maybe she was coming for the tour...

'Naw, not in this blokes lifetime. A looker like that ain't about to come out on walkabout wi' a bunch of geezers. Ol' Digger could never get THAT lucky,' he thought.

"Geez, would ya take a look at the cans on that one," Irving said.

"Enjoy the view, mate. Last nice piece of ANYTHING we're likely to see on this outing," Digger replied.

Then, to both men's amazement, the stunning blond walked directly to the tour bus and began handing her bag off to John, Hans' co-worker with Twylight Tours. She produced papers and was talking to the Bridge club.

Digger was awestruck. He couldn't believe his luck that such a beautiful woman was as stupid as he was in making travel arrangements. After years of 'the life,' though, his wonder quickly changed to suspicion. Ws she really as dumb as he was, or was she Interpol? CIA?

He shook it off. She looked like she worked for some kind of 'save the whales' type people in his eyes. Or maybe a travelling National Geographic correspondent.

Nevertheless, Digger was both wary, and horny. His hormones were winning out over his better judgement, but regardless, he figured it wouldn't hurt to be nice. If she was on the level, maybe he could get her boozed up and party with her. If not, he could always kill her and leave her body out in the jungle.

Yessir, things were lookin' up for Captain Boomerang.

TO BE CONTINUED......

OOC: EXCELLENT walk in Twy. I liked the touch of the 5 ladies. I'm glad you didn't call John 'Franz.' LOL. Looking fwd to see how you wanna play this out.

 

[nixonbat]

OOC: Giving up the colored speaking/thought thing. It's just not my style. I'm a black and white newsprint kinda guy. heh.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

The media blitz for Lex's candidacy was in high-gear. Hundreds of interviews and campaign stops were began done and planned. Lex wanted only one thing...he wanted that office back but this time he was going to play by the rules. He din't want to give the Justice League any openings to attack him. So far things had been going better than even Lex could've hoped for. the polling numbers were through the roof and the media was giving him very favorable coverage.

~Senator Keating and Lex were enjoying a quiet moment just before Lex was to make a speech before the United Auto workers union. Keating asked, "Lex, the last time you ran there was some 'interesting' actions that made a lot of people question the election results. Tell me something are we going to have that air of uncertainty once again?"~

Lex replied, "No...I want to do this as legitmately as possible. The Justice League and the media are just waiting for even the slightest hint of wrong-doing. We have to be very careful about all of this, besides as I said before we will let the chips fall where they may. And on the off-chance that we lose I would hate to think that you would be out of a job because of some questionable tactics. You're my friend Donald, and I will make sure that your future in the party is secured win or lose."

The 2 men shook hands as Lex went out to make his speech.

 

[nixonbat]

OOC: Did you ever fire Hal, or did he quit? I may have been mind-wiped on that...lol.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

OOC: Did you ever fire Hal, or did he quit? I may have been mind-wiped on that...lol.

OOC: He has yet to come back to work, and with Lex being so busy right now I doubt he even notices it.

 

[Supergirl]

"WHY?!? WHY?!? Jesus Bart are you really that dense? For someone who can take in things he reads at superspeed, you sure are lacking in the common sense department. First and most important reason: You forgot about me. Young Justice disbanded after what happened to the first Wonder Girl, and when you four got invitations to reform as the Teen Titans, did anyone slip me a message? NO! Instead it looks like you have someone to replace me with, although I wonder how Kon takes to having another 'Super' on the team. The second reason is my heritage. You know my grandfather was a supervillain, I now reclaim that birthright. Why the HIVE? What better way to strike at former friends in the Titans then through what was a defunct villain team with a history of plagueing them. Now before you get any bright ideas, haha yeah right, bright ideas from the slowest wit alive, you may notice that I've used my psionic control to freeze you in your tracks. Not much the 'fastest kid alive' can do when he can't move."

OOC: Short and all explanation but I gotta go to work, I'll play it out when I get off.

 

[PFunk2]

John returns to africa and to Ana's camp.

"Welcome back John. Enjoy you 'vacation'?" Anna welcomes him as he lands in front of her.

"Yeup. If you can call taking care of personal bussiness that." He answers and gives him a quick hug. "So what's happening Ana." he asks.

Anna gives him a 'cant you relax for a moment look' and answers "The truce is still holding here. But you know how things are here. Now other things are flaring up elsewhere in africa to take it's place." she pause for a moment. "Infact there's someone from the Pan-African forces who want's to inform you about one of those things now" Anna tells him.

Sighing to him self Johns answers "Fine. Lead me to him."

 

[Supergirl]

Bart tried to talk but realized that under her control, it took all his willpower just to breath.
"You see Bart, I'm much more powerful than you gave me credit for, though I never fully discovered it myself until I embraced my full voodoo heritage."
Bart's eyes got wide as she neared him with her rather painful looking staff.
"And just wait until you feel this Queen Bee's sting."

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The main battle was beginning to look bleak for the Hive, as the teens shredded through them by the dozen. Kon was doing a good job keeping pace with Kara and Cassie's individual totals, and Cyborg and Beast Boy were taking care of more than their fair share, as Raven healed them. Suddenly she collapsed with a scream. Cassie immediately ran to her side.
"What's wrong Rave? Are you ok?"
~"I was just overwhelmed by strong emotions. Fear, shock, betrayal, pain and anger. The betrayal and anger from two different sources. Where's Bart? I fear he is in danger."~
With their forces depleted and their leader focused on other tasks, the remaining Drones fled from the battle, leaving a clear view of the paralyzed Kid Flash and Queen Bee.
Kon and Cassie immediately recognized her. "Anita! What are you doing?!? Stop this!"
Queen Bee quickly slashed at Bart's neck, drawing a vast amount of blood, as he collapsed in a deep comatose sleep. "Ask him if he awakens. You have 12 hours to save your friend, and be sure we will meet again Titans." She vanished in a cloud of purple smoke.
Oh my god! Bart! He may be immature, but Christ he was just a kid! and I do have to admit that hes cute and nice.
Kara was at his side in less than a second, holding her cape to his neck, to stop the bleeding.
"Kon, I can't keep the blood from spilling and fly him to the hospital at the same time. You're going to have to carry us both!"
"Looks like Kara has a crush! Kara and Bart sitting in a tr"
"Shut up, Kon! We can discuss this later, right now the life of our friend is more important. It seems her magic slowed his metabolism so its not healing at its normal speed."
"Chill, cuz. I was just kidding." With that he picks them up and flies them to the hospital.

OOC: Tomorrow maybe my last post for a week, I'm visiting my dad's and he doesn't have a good connection.

 

[twylight]

OOC: EXCELLENT walk in Twy. I liked the touch of the 5 ladies. I'm glad you didn't call John 'Franz.' LOL. Looking fwd to see how you wanna play this out.

OOC: I was going to let you do the Bus and the tour. It was your idea.
Dinah just wants to know why you bombed WayneTech and how you knew about Bruce/Batman.

 

[Phantasm]

"Thanks for the tip. This is big enough that the Justice League is involved. I'll call you if I need you."

I shut off the feed and head to the Batship, to answer the Justice League's call...

IC:Barbara Gordon

"No. Problem, just doing my job..." I lean back and stretch before heading towards the kitchen to get myself a fresh cup of coffee. It sounded like it was going be another long couple of nights...might as well be prepared to fight off sleep and anything like it...

And what a weird time for a global emergency.Gotham's a mess with Dick disapeared and Bruce heading for the watch tower...who will look after Gotham...?

 

[SuperFerret]

And what a weird time for a global emergency.Gotham's a mess with Dick disapeared and Bruce heading for the watch tower...who will look after Gotham...?

OOC: Too bad Superman didn't stick around.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I land into the hanger of the Watchtower and stride into the main center, where Hal Jordon was waiting. Odd, usually I'm fasionably late. Hal starts to talk but I interuppt him.

"I know about what Luthor is planning, what do you have in mind of the Justice League to do?"

OOC: Sorry Batn if I bunny your character a bit, but I just want to get this underway.

 

[Twitch]

I picked the lock and got inside easliy. I checked my watch 12:00am.

"Shift change."

I creeped over to the locker room. There was talking coming from the room.

"So I spent 15 hours on the SHH boards."

"Yeah isn't there a kid named Sava that broke 20k yesterday?"

"Yeah there is."

"God I love SHH."

I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the shadows with a pistol.

"Get a life." and I fired

 

[Sava]

I picked the lock and got inside easliy. I checked my watch 12:00am.

"Shift change."

I creeped over to the locker room. There was talking coming from the room.

"So I spent 15 hours on the SHH boards."

"Yeah isn't there a kid named Sava that broke 20k yesterday?"

"Yeah there is."

"God I love SHH."

I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the shadows with a pistol.

"Get a life." and I fired

LOL!

i'm famous

..sorry for the disturbence

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Hunter Zolomon stepped into a town and looked around.*

"It's good to be back...." He whispered to himself.

*Prometheus had finally opened a portal to the real world after some careful discussion.*

"Now to find the boy blunder..."

[OOC]After reading some comics on Zolomon, my gosh I've totally underpowered the guy. I'm not sure if I should repower him or keep him the same. I mean gosh, he fought Wonder Woman across the world with each punch. And she even says Zolomon's punchs hurt more than supes. Any ideas?[/OOC]

 

[batnkevlar]

I land into the hanger of the Watchtower and stride into the main center, where Hal Jordon was waiting. Odd, usually I'm fasionably late. Hal starts to talk but I interuppt him.

"I know about what Luthor is planning, what do you have in mind of the Justice League to do?"

OOC: Sorry Batn if I bunny your character a bit, but I just want to get this underway.

"I don't know. We need some more surveillance on Luthor. I'm going backj to work, but we need someone else. I was thinking about Nightwing..."

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Luthor was in the middle of his speech. The crowd was overwhelmingly suportive. the speech was supposed to only take ten minutes but Luthor had been there for twice that long because people were applauding and chanting his name.

I forgot how wonderful it feels to have a crowd in the plam of your hand.

He continued saying, "My fellow Americans I say to you are you truly better off now then when I left office? Are your lives any better? If you want to keep things the way they are then vote for President Ross (the crowd booed). However you want this country to move forward, for our children to be safe and educated, our elderly to be taken care of and respected, and our working families to enjoy the fruits of their labor then I am the man to make it happen."

The crowd errupts into thunderous applause.

 

[Phantasm]

IC: Babs Gordon

I take my eyes off the screen and take a sip of warm coffee. This was naseating! Luthor booms out promises with an air of someone who really means what they are saying. The disgusting part being the knowledge that he may not go through with anything he's saying.Its sad to see the roaring crowds so oblivious to the futility of all of his extravan speeches.

I shift my legs to help with the circulation after sitting stiff for so long.As the feeling similar to needles striking the flesh erupts all over them, I wish, only for a second that I was as oblivious to the reality of his intentions as the crowds were.

 

[Spike_x1]

"Blah blah blah! I'm Lex Luthor!"

A bald man came staggering into the crowd of reporters at the scene of Lex's speech. The man had an oblivious look in his eyes and drool coming from his mouth. As people gasped and generally didn't know what else to do except call security, more bald zombies came hunching onto the scene.

"I'm Lex Luthor! Bald is beautiful!"

"Indeed it is, my friend. HAHAHA!!" cackled the familiar voice of the clown prince of crime. He was standing behind the hords of people. Joker was dressed as a tourist. He had a hawaiian t-shirt, shorts and sandals on. His chalk white complexion spilled out and disgusted a few of the onlookers. Joker also had a number of cameras on his person. He had two large cameras hanging from around his neck and at least ten others poking out from his various pockets.

"Say 'Cheese'!" said Joker as he aimed his largest camera at a small group of reporters.

The flash of the camera emitted a certain localized type of radiation that left those caught in the flash as bald and brainwashed with pre-programmed yet simple commands. The victims now had a surprising resemblance to Lex.

"I'm Lex Luthor! Hear me bore!"

Joker shouted to Lex at his place on the stage. "Hey Lexie! Like their new look? I figured I'd stop by and do you a favor by remaking the world in your image! HAHAHAHA"

OOC: Superman's the closest if the JL want to call in somebody, plus SuperFerret and I have something worked out, so he can try to stop me.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

"I don't know. We need some more surveillance on Luthor. I'm going backj to work, but we need someone else. I was thinking about Nightwing..."

"Nightwing's missing at the moment. I have an idea though. If your mindwipe is still effecting him, then he won't know my true idenity. Perhaps Bruce Wayne can help with funds while keeping a close eye on him..."

 

[rigel7soldiers]

I found Vertigo, but by the time he saw me, I was in no shape to bring him in. The guy's amazing. I *wish* I had his powers. I figured he couldn't target me if he couldn't see me. I threw down a smoke bomb while I still knew which way was down, and I turned out to be right about the whole "if he can't see me" thing. I snapped out of it, kicked him in the head when he got close, tied him up, and started asking questions, while making sure to keep him in the dark. Injustice is back, he says, and Sorrow's got more friends than ever. Maybe this won't be so fun after all...

 

[nixonbat]

Digger sat beneath the tree on a bench, still talking to Irving. He was trying hard to not keep looking at the blond woman who had joined the group. He was also trying very hard to get a better look at the blond woman who had joined the group. Presently, Edna had finally come back with some sandwiches for Irving and 'Ben.' She had also had the forethought to grab another cold six-pack for her husband and his new friend.

'Well bless her heart,' Digger thought. "Thank you, ma'am," he said.

"Oh, it's fine, Ben. It's the least I could do after Irving helped you finish off yours," Edna replied. "You boys eat, and I'll go see how much longer we'll be."

"Tell 'em they have 20 more minutes, or we want our money back!" Irving said to his wife. She just gave him a smirk and walked towards the bus.

"She's a good woman, that wife of mine," Irving said. Digger nodded his agreement.

Digger found himself oddly envious of this 'civilian.' He seemed to have found a good life for himself and lived it on his own terms. At the same time, Digger thought that it was a life that would never be suitable to a man like himself. Nonetheless, he could identify with the simple pleasures of such a life.

Right about the time the two men had finished their roast beef sandwiches, they heard the old bus purr to life. They gathered their carry-on bags and beers, and headed back across the street to rejoin the others.

Digger was trying hard not to look at the blond woman. He was also trying very hard to get a good look at the blond woman....


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