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

[Phantasm]

ooc:This IS getting interesting...Ra's isn't Talia in disguise is he?

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I was thinking Clayface.

 

[Phantasm]

ooc:hhhmm...why would either ra's or talia or clayface want a duel with nightwing?

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: If I remember correctly, Ra's' body was burned in his death arc "Death and the Maidens," so maybe they put the ashes into the pit and he's unstable?

And Phantasm, I know, but Bats is a tragic character, it's his nature.

IC:

IC:Babs Gordon

I take my gaze off Alfred's unconscious face as light seems to radiate from behind where I'm sitting. Twisting in my chair, I look behind to see Batman materialize on one of the beds in the room.

A small gasp escapes my lips as I take in his beaten form. Not the worst of its kind but definately something that needs imeadiate attention. I wheel to his side and call out, "Leslie!Bruce needs to be attended to!"

My fingers slip under the inside of his cowl as I peel it off to reveal his wounded,bruised face. He elicits a low groan and blinks his glassy blue eyes open. "Its just me..." I murmur and pick up a dry cloth to wipe off the blood splatered across his torn lips and jaw.

Beneath my fingers I can feel the cartilage of his nose shattered. I sigh in frustration,"Would it kill you to spare your body from getting beaten to death every now and then?!"

Leslie steps out of the bathroom and rushes to his side.With knowing skill and tenderness she starts to peel off the leather gloves from his large hands. I notice his knuckles are bruised severley. "Hand me the bandage will you barbara?" I give it to her and after washing off his hands, wraps them up in the softness of the bandages sprinkled with anti septic.

I look at his form and notice he's having difficulty breathing.After spreading the palms of my hands across his chest, I realize that it wasn't only his nose that was broken. He winces in pain at my touch and I tell Leslie, "His ribs are shattered too..."

She lifts her eyes off his face and feels out his chest through the material of his torn armor. "...Yes..." With careful gentleness she begins stripping off his heavy armor. I wheel to the back of the room and look in the drawers for something comfortable for him to wear. I place the clothes by his side and wheel off to Alfred's side of the room to block off his nude form from my view.

As I tuck in the corners of Alfred's blanket just so I have something to do, his eyes blink open. "...This isn't the cave..."

I smile at the way in which his eyes dart about the room. "No, It isn't.You are in the JL watch tower."

As Bruce hisses out a load groan from behind us, Alfred's eyes widen. I manage a shrug,"And you aren't the only one in serious need to be brought up here."

I wake up--no, wait, I have been AWAKE, just not AWARE--in the Medical bay, while Leslie was trying to cloth me. With some effort, I slightly push her away and start dressing myself.

"Bruce, are you so stubborn that you'll try to fend for yourself when you're heavily injured?" Leslie yelled, which means she's very upset, because she rarely yells.

"Yes. Yes I am."

"God almighty...at least he's honest..." I hear her mumble, stepping back a bit. She knows that even if she pumped me with horse sedatives, I'd still try to cloath myself.

After finishing, I turn with some difficulty towards Barbra and Alfred, who's awake.

"Master Bruce, will there ever be a time where I see you after your patrols WITHOUT any broken bones?"

"Probably not."

I start to step down but Leslie starts to push me down.

"You know that 'Dark Knight Death Glare' thing doesn't work on me, Bruce," Leslie said, I hate it when she's right. I still keep pushing up and finally I do so.

"Are any parts of my legs broken?"

"What? ...No."

"Then why can't I stand up?"

"...God almighty!" She steps away so I can stand up. I hear her mumblling about fruit bats and jumper cables, not even I dare to figure out what means of torture that means.

I walk over to Alfred's bed.

"You ok, Alfred?"

"Considering the fact that Ms. Leslie told me about you trying to stitch me up, I'm just glad that my body parts are in the right places."

Considering all that I've failed in so far in my life, I'm just glad I got one thing right...

 

[Savage]

*yawn. I'm finally up and about. Fully healed and fully charged. I feel about as good as I look...Okay, so I wouldn't go that far. I do a quick lap around the watchtower to make sure everything's in check. I check my watch aaand*
-Flash-"0.03 Seconds. Sweet."

*I'm whistlin and walkin around when I get to the clinic and notice Alf's sitting up*
-Flash-"ALFIE!"*I run in there and give the old coot a hug!*
-Alfred-"OOOWWW!!!"
-Flash-"Woah!. Sorry!"
-Alfred-"BLOODY HELL!!!"
-Flash-"I am sooo sorry. Here, let me help you get that."*I reach over for his glass of orange juice and fall on his legs.*
-Alfred-"AAAACK!!! GET OFF ME YOU BLOODY IMBECILE!!!"
-Flash-"Oh god, I'm--"
*Leslie rushes over and pushes me out of the way while she helps Alfred*
-Leslie-"You idiot! Get out of here. Don't you have anything better to do?"
-Flash-"actually I'm--"
*Then I notice Bats is furiously glaring at me...Trust me, that look will put a damper on your whole day*
-Flash-"...I...I think I should leave."
-Leslie-"Well whatever gave you that bright idea?!?! I hear the Green Lampshade or whoever needs your help anyway. Go bug him!"
-Flash-"........."

*Not feelin so super anymore. Don't know why I'm even here. I just get in everybody's way...Hawk is in the kitchen and turns around to get something so I grab his pop tart while he's not looking...mmm. Not even that sweet strawberry flavor could get me back in high spirits.*

-Martian Manhunter-"Why the long face?"
-Flash"...huh?"
-Martian Manhunter-"Oliver has been teaching me your earthling 'lingo' as he puts it."
-Flash-"Oh...Well I just don't see my use around here. All I ever do is get in the way or get myself hurt or worse, get other people hurt."
-Martian Manhunter-"Yes. You are quite the irritation."
-Flash-"..."
-Martian Manhunter-"...Just saying."
-Flash-"Yeah, well I'm thinking of quiting. Going back to the old days as a loner. No sidekicks, no Justice League, just Wally West kickin ass and takin names."
-Martian Manhunter-"Uh huh."
-Flash-"Don't try to stop me man!"
-Martian Manhunter-"Wouldn't dream of it."
-Flash-"I'm serious man! I'll do it!"
-Martian Manhunter-"Of course you will."
-Flash-""
-Martian Manhunter-"...You're not going to do it are you?"
-Flash-"...No....How did you know?"
-Martian Manhunter-"I read minds remember?...You need us just as much as we need you. Everyone in the League has a role and serves a purpose. Even you."
-Flash-"...Thanks big guy."
-Martian Manhunter-"Think nothing of it. You would do the same for me."

*He walks away casualy with his head held high as if it's just another day. All the worldwide chaos and this guy always plays it cool. He's the glue that keeps this scrapheap together...Sometimes I wonder if he has an extra power he's not tellin us about...Well...John needs some recruits. Might as well join in on the action.*

*I'm there in less than a quarter of a second.*
-Flash-"What's all the hubub?"

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

[OOC]Well, since Darkseid isn't here, I'll do this the easy way. Anyways, I don't know Robin's father's name, so I called him Richard. If someone knows the real name, tell me please. Edit: Changed it to Jack.[/OOC]

*The gigantic monster introduced himself as Darkseid. Zoom, being the prudent man that he was decided to listen to what he had to say. The two discussed Darkseid's plans for earth, and wanted Zoom in it.*

"Sounds interesting. I will agree, but in return, take me to Jack Drake. I have some business to settle before I help you."

*Desaad produces a small remote and presses a button. A portal opens up. He walks over to Hunter*

"The remote is a method for you to travel between Earth and this world. While you were unconcious I took the liberty of installing it into one of your wristbands. Instructions included of course." he joked.

*Hunter returned his joke with a stony glare.*

Desaad, unnerved, "Ahem, this portal will take you to the man you wish. What do you wish to do with the man?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm..." Zolomon gives a sadistic grin, "helping one of Batman's proteges."

*Zolomon then steps into the portal and arrives in the kitchen of the Drake residence.*

[Jack Drake's POV]

*I just come out of the restroom and feel a bit hungry. A midnight snack couldn't hurt. The thought of staying up late reminds me of my son. Who knows what that boy of mine is doing now. I look out the window, reminiscing of when he was just a normal boy. But then again he was never normal was he. I guess there was always something special about him.*

*I smile. At the door to the kitchen, a light pours out of...nothing?! A man in a yellow and red suit comes out. The Flash? No. I remember him. The destroyer of Gateway City. ZOOM!*

*Before he sees me I head to my office. I open the drawer and pull out my gun. I'm a cop, what do you expect. I hear a noise, paper flipping. I turn around, gun in hand.*

*There he stands, leaning against my bookcase, flipping through my family photo album.*

"I'll be quick about this Jack, I'm looking for your son."

*S**t! I knew being Robin attracted the rough crowd, but this was serious. I attempt to bluff*

"My son's out tonight at a party. I'm afraid I can't help you. Please leave."

*Smooth Jack, real smooth. Like that's really going to get him to leave. I keep the gun leveled on his head. Then a voice comes from behind me.*

"Really Jack? I never knew the Boy Wonder was the party type guy. More like party crasher right?"

*F**k! I whip around. Zoom turns me back around, rips the gun out of my hand and shoots my right shoulder.*

:NG::

*I bite my lip. I won't give him the pleasure. I'm on the floor and the floor below begins to pool with my blood.*

"I'll ask you again Jack, where is your son. Yes I know he's Robin, and no don't ask me how I know. It will just be a waste of your time."

*I glare at him and right myself with my left arm, wincing in the process. I then spit at his feet. I give him another glare. He's smiling at me.*

"Like father like son. Both fighter's till the end. If your wondering why I'm here, it's because of him. You should be proud Jack, he bested me in combat. He's getting better." A shadow passes over his face, "But he's not good enough."

*He then disappears from my view. I find myself falling backwards. I try to catch myself with my left arm...but it's not there anymore. A second later the blood pours forth. I bite through my lip this time. I won't give him the satisfaction. I'm on the floor and he stands above me, my arm in his bloody hands. I continue to glare at him, breathing heavy.*

"One last time JAck, where is your son?"

"F**K you! You won't find him, he's been trained by the best, and even if you do you'll never beat him. I won't sell out my son."

"Yes...your eyes told me that. Your strong Richard. But there are times when strength alone can't win. I'll end your misery here. But before I'll tell you who I am. After all how else will anyone know who killed you."

*He takes off his mask. I recognize him from a past visit to Keystone Cities police department. Hunter Zolomon. Had a bad leg, but a keen eye. A great profiler. How did he fall...not really a time to think about it. I think of my son. You fight this man son, and you beat him. I smile. I look at him.*

"Ready are we?"

*He points the gun at my heart. Tim...no Rob-*

[/Richard Drake's POV]

*Zolomon looks down at the corpse of the former police officer. He extracts a business card from his wristband.*

*Moments later, he leaves a house with a bloody sack.*

"He looks over his shoulder at the house. Just a souvenir. I'll give it back, I promise."

*He presses a button and the boom tube opens back up and he steps through.*

As he brushes by Desaad, he gives the order, "Find me Timothy Drake now."

*Without another word he walks to the spare room Darkseid granted him.*

--On Earth--

*The cops finally arrive and kick open the door. They enter the study and see what's left of Jack Drake. One cop vomits. On the floor lies an arm, a body without a head, and embedded in the chest of the corpse was a razor sharp business card with a reverse lightning bolt on it.*

[OOC]In case you guys were wondering, earlier in this season we stated his father was still alive. I'm pretty sure he was until now as well.[/OOC]

 

[Harlekin]

OOC: His name is Jack or Jake Drake. Leaning towards Jack.

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

[OOC]Thanks, I'll change it.[/OOC]

 

[Harlekin]

Slade Wilson, Deathstroke the Terminator is sitting on one of the many roofs of Metropolis, looking at the home of none other than Perry White, the man who used to run the most succesful paper in all of history. Now, the Daily Planet is gone and as Perry White reminisces with one of his ex-employees, Jimmy Olsen, Slade sits ready. It's about five minutes till rush-hour, he concludes as he readies his sniper-rifle, counting the seconds.

Right now, there is a lady falling down from a high-rise building, yelling for her hero. A child has fallen onto the subway tracks. A man is about to crash into a convenience store. Right now, Perry White is killed.

After doing his job, the Terminator immediately grabs the lead-case beside him, inside a small Kryptonite bullet. He remembers how the meteors fell with the arrival of Supergirl, and how he was lucky that the League had yet to track this piece down. Still, that was only an in-case-of measure. What it meant for Slade right now, was to get the **** out of Metropolis, and fast!

 

[Twitch]

I woke up to a banging on the door.

"Do you have any ****ing idea what time it is?"

"Open up GCPD."

"Oh ****."

I quickly got out of my bunk and put on my coat.

"Bust it open."

The cops came flooded in,

"Freeze."

I slowy reached into my pocket and pulled out a serum.

"Say hello to your worst nightmare."

I threw it and thier faces became horrified. I made my exit out the window.

 

[Phantasm]

OOCH NO!!!!Timmy's daddy's dead!?

 

[Twitch]

OCC: I'm so gonna have your ass Zoom

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Zoom, Tim's dad wasn't a cop... I'm pretty sure he was just "old money" like Bruce Wayne. Probably had dealings in Real Estate.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Zoom, Tim's dad wasn't a cop... I'm pretty sure he was just "old money" like Bruce Wayne. Probably had dealings in Real Estate.

OOC: Yeah, he was a old money dude, but lost it a while back.

 

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite walked down the sidewalks of Gotham city as if he owned the place. People ran for their lives as they saw him approach and those who didn't run were instanly turned into smoldering heaps of ash and bone. Parasite chuckled to himself. This was what he'd always wanted; to be a big shot. Noone could possibly stand in his way.

"Guess ya never heard of the Parasite, huh? Drain ya dry faster than you can drink a cold beer in August!"

 

[Batman]

ooc:hhhmm...why would either ra's or talia or clayface want a duel with nightwing?

OOC:To test him.

Thats what this whole arc has been about.

The threat towards Gotham was a test of loyalty.

The duel was a test of skill.

Not giving him any food is a test of survival.

And Nightwings going to provide the final test on his own.


Ras wants to test Nightwing because he tested Batman.

Batman has bee refusing his offer time and time again,and now Ras has finally come into acceptance that Batman isnt going to take his offer.

So......he moves onto the next best thing.....which is Nightwing.


And Im not revealing why Ra's arm disenigrated.But,I will say....its not Talia.

And its not Clayface.....well.....not like you'd think.

All will be revealed shortly.

 

[Batman]

The Parasite walked down the sidewalks of Gotham city as if he owned the place. People ran for their lives as they saw him approach and those who didn't run were instanly turned into smoldering heaps of ash and bone. Parasite chuckled to himself. This was what he'd always wanted; to be a big shot. Noone could possibly stand in his way.

"Guess ya never heard of the Parasite, huh? Drain ya dry faster than you can drink a cold beer in August!"

OOC:Jesus.....Parasites gonna kill everyone in Gotham....

 

[Twitch]

I rushed down the sidewalk trying to clear myself of the cops. That's when I neared the pitiful screams and saw the monster.

"Perfect my killing machine."

 

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite saw the man with the red mask on his head. He raised his hand, ready to drain him in a second if something went wrong.

"What do you want?"

OOC: A note to all the human characters for future reference: if you're an enemy of Rudy, keep your distance from him in a fight. Normal humans are very vulnerable to the Parasite if they're unprotected. He doesn't even need to touch them, only needing to be a couple feet away from them in order to drain them, killing them within just a second or two. So watch out.

 

[Savage]

OOC: These stories are frickin great! Writers should do this to come up with better ideas.

 

[Phantasm]

OOC: So does that mean Batman and Nightwing would be extremely vulnerable to Parasite as well?

 

[Twitch]

"I want to propose a partnership."

I waited a couple secs and continued.

"Look around you, look at their frighten faces, realize that you could hold this city in the palm of your hand. You can take things easily...........

I took out a pistol and shot a boy in his late teens.

even a life."

I took a breath

"All you have to do is take it!"

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: The way he's eating through people I think even me and Supes would have problems

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

[OOC]Uh, yea, let's just say he was a cop that no one ever knew about. Or I'll change it when the I have time.[/OOC]

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: The way he's eating through people I think even me and Supes would have problems

OOC: I don't plan on downplaying Rudy's abilities at all in this *evil grin*.

As for Batman and Nightwing, they've got armor which would protect them more than ordinary people would be protected, but they've still got exposed spots, leaving them alot more vulnerable than superpowered folks.