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

[batnkevlar]

OOC: No, it's fine... and if you guys want, I'll set it up and make sure clues are at the Source Wall and stuff...

 

[Savage]

"Well, we can't go. Not all of us, anyway. We still have work to do here, to prepare for Black Adam. Source Wall... it sounds familiar... Source... beginning... Genesis... New Genesis? It certainly couldn't hurt to ask, say, Scott Free and Barda about it..." It was a stupid way to come up with an answer, but it might be right...

OOC: am I out of line coming up with an answer like that?

Flash-"......You know...That's actually not a bad idea."
EM-"Just where are Mr.Miracle and Barda anyway?"
Flash-"In a place more hellish than tartarus itself."
EM-"Apokolips?"
Flash-"Hoboken, New Jersey."

 

[rigel7soldiers]

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[PFunk2]

"I suggest that 2 of us go to Hoboken, and the oter two will... disguise ourselves as villains and attempt to infiltrate the Society. Any objections?"

OOC: Should I be talking about this, or does Corp need to know for it to be fair?

"Sounds like a plan to me." John Stewart mentions to the group " And since I'm somewhat publicly know with unless I power down big time a somewhat noticble energy sig makes me a bad choice for the Society infratration." he pauses to look down with glowing eyes at a slightly glowing hands before continuing.

"But I can provide quick transportation for those who are going Hoboken." he adds. "As for the Society group. Is their anyway to keep in contact with you if you need to call for help in a hurry?' John asks the group.

 

[Batman]

It smelled funny.

Nightwing realised this about two seconds after he entered the crate to which he was taking back to the states.

By the time the crate was picked up,and put down,Nightwing decided it was time to get out.

Waiting for the sound of footsteps to become faint,He punched his way out of the crate,and collasped onto the ground.

He looked up,and saw that he was on some sort of docking bay........similar to the one he left from.

"Did I even leave??!?!"

He looked up,and saw a sign that read "Keystone City Docking Bay".

"...Well...that answers that."

Curious as to the funky smell he had to withstand for hours,He peeked inside the crate.

Fish.It was filled with hundreds of raw fish.


"Oh...God...."

Nightwing could've thrown up.He HATED fish....

After attempting,and failing,to throw up in a nearby trash can,He sneaked out into the parking lot,and spotted a motorcycle.

Normally,He wouldnt even think of stealing.....but this was an emergency.

Taking the helmet,and starting the engine,Nightwing sped off as the owner of the bike ran out,shouting.

Nightwing looked back.

"SORRY!!!I PROMISE I'LL GIVE IT BACK....I JUST NEED TO GET HOME FIRST!!"

With that,Nightwing sped onto the highway.

Hopefully....The Flash wouldnt interfere....because this would look awkward as hell.

Nightwing began to wonder if anyone in The Bat-squad had searched for him.

Then again...they probably had more important things to do......

Nightwing continued speeding on,as He was about to enter another town.

He began thinking about what happened just before He was kidnapped.

Tim was The Red Hood.

The moment he remembered that He almost stopped the bike right then and there.

He had forgotten....about everything.

It was all coming back to him.

The fight with Joker,Barbara in danger,Bruces mental break down,Mr.Freeze,Supergirl,Clark......and Tim.

He didnt exactly know how long he was gone......it seemed like years.

It wasnt,He was sure of that.......but it had to be at least three weeks.

Bruce wanst going to be happy.....about any of this.Me,being stupid enough to get kidnapped.....Nyssa being killed....Clayface posing as Ras....The REAL Ra's being scheduled to be ressurected by the Pit.....


Nope,Bruce sure as hell wasnt gonna be happy about this one......then again.....when is he ever happy?


Barbara......

"Oh,crap..."

Barbara was going to be FURIOUS.Bruce,Dick could handle.But Barb.....

Dick almost dreaded going back once He thought of it.

Not that it was going to be easy getting back anyway....

He looked down on the fueltank of the cycle.


It was halfway full.....and decreasing....


Dick didnt have enough to refill it.He carried money with him.....but only enough to get something to eat.Not fill a tank,or get some clothes.....or anything.


God,this was going to be tough.....

Nightwing then remembered his hunger......and how he never got anything to eat.

Seeing a Taco Bell across the road,He turned,and headed for it.


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"So,thats six bean burritos,five soft tacos,and three bottled waters?"

"Yeah."

"Well....okay,sir.....the total is 16.43.....please pull to the first window."

As Nightwing waited in line,He felt like a damned fool.

First of all,He was riding around on a STOLEN motorcycle......second,He was in his costume,which was slightly tattered,due to his fight with Ra's/Clayface.....and third........He had JUST enough to get his food.

He put on his helmet,and put the visor down,to hide his mask......considering He cant take it off,due to him having a secret identity.

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As Nightwing sped off with his food,The drive thru window worker stared at his suit.

He recognised it as Nightwing's,but Nightwing was in Bludhaven......theres no way he'd be all the way here.

So,He shrugged it off.

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Dick parked behind a condemned building,and literally dug into his food.

It'd been days....possibly weeks...since he'd eaten.How he lived this long without it was beyond him......but it sure as hell didnt matter.

Nightwing started eating....and within five minutes....had guzzled down two and a half of his drinks,ate three of his tacos,and ate all of his burritos.

As he belched....loudly....He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

"God...I look terrible...."

His face had a cut on it,He had a beard,was skinnier,and his hair was even longer than before.

As He finished his meal,and got back on the cycle,He made a mental note to have Alfred tend to his wound,shave,work out and regain his weight,and get a hair cut......

As he got back on the highway....He remembered that he could've used thew payphone at Taco Bell.

"DAMMIT!!!!!!"

There was no time to turn around....So,he continued onto the next city.

Of he remembered right,He'd be getting to Central City within a few minutes.

Great.......only about six states to go through......IF the bike could last that long.


It was gonna be one hell of a trip.....

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Sitting on a makeshift throne in a stone room in the Tower of Fate, Mordru stares into a magically created scrying mirror intently with his chin resting in his right hand. The room is sterile with not a single feature in it, save for the throne and a small shadowy niche in the far wall. The mirror is like a window to the planet Earth, and allows the sorcerer to keep tabs on the happenings all around the globe and beyond.
The mirror shows the Justice League, as they bumble around their headquarters, debating on what to do about a former ally. It shifts quickly to a new scene, one the Dark Lord is inspecting more intently. A scene that features the former ally in question, who is also the former champion of Shazam, Black Adam. Mordru has known of this being for a long, long time; being alive for thousands upon thousands of years does have its advantages. It occurs to him though that, in as long as he has been alive, they have never truly met.
“Funny how things play out, isn’t it, my friend?” says Mordru as he continues to stare into the scrying mirror.

“I’m sure you know his tale, so I'll spare you the details. Mighty Adam fell out of Shazam’s good graces when he began to use his powers for his own personal gain. Mighty Adam was then dubbed Khem-Adam by the people of Egypt, which translates out to Black Adam. The wizard, having grown displeased with his champion, took back Black Adam’s powers and imprisoned said powers within a scarab amulet…”, Mordru gently grasps the Amulet of Anubis and concentrates slightly before he continues. “The amulet was later found by a pair of archaeologists in the Tomb of Rameses II. The archaeologists' find was short lived, however, as they were murdered by their associate, Theo Adam. Theo, a distant ancestor or Teth-Adam, later uncovered the powers of the scarab, and gained the powers and memories of Teth-Adam.”

Mordru rises to his feet and dismisses the scrying spell as the throne melts back into the floor of the Tower.
“Now, Teth-Adam’s personality eventually gained control over the body of Black Adam from Theo. As you probably know, once he gained control, he tried to redeem himself. To become the hero he once was, by joining the JSA.”
Mordru waves his hand in the air as though he is wiping a glass window, and the streak that follows becomes another scrying portal showing Shazam’s former champion streaking through the air with a vengeance.
“But, alas, it was not meant to be. He was vilified by you and your friends after he liberated Khandaq from a ruthless dictator. He performs a good deed and brings peace to the people of his homeland, and you all went against him. How utterly hypocritical of you.”
Mordru lowers his head slightly, and the scrying portal shifts from Adam to the still smoldering ruins of Khandaq. Mordru feigns sadness as he speaks.
“Ahh, Khandaq. It was a beautiful place, once upon time. Tsk…it is a shame that someone went and turned it to rubble. Poor Adam…all you ever wanted was for you and your people to be left alone in peace. Oh well…one man’s loss is my gain.”

Mordru spins on his heels and faces a shaded niche in the wall.
“Well now, aren’t we optimistic? I think you put too much faith in your friends, my good man.”
Mordru’s mood suddenly shifts. His face turns cold and emotionless as he calmly strides towards the slot in the wall.
“No, make no mistake, your friends will fail. They will all burn in the fires of chaos, and I will remake this planet with their ash and bone.”
Mordru reaches the shaded shelf and pulls out the Helmet of Nabu, which has been bent and twisted into a make shift prison by the power of the Spectre.
“Yes, they will fail, Hector, and you will be doomed to rot in your prison for all of eternity”, says Mordru as he sneers at the Helmet and shakes it violently.

His mood quickly turns again as a smile finds it’s way onto his face.
“I do so love our little chats, Hector. They are most enjoyable.”
With that, Mordru tosses the Helmet of Nabu to the ground, and walks towards the center of the room.
“Do not fret, Hector. I will be back shortly”, says Mordru as he stretches out his arms and is engulfed in a green flamed ankh.
As the Dark Lord leaves his recently acquired domain, the Helmet of Nabu is swallowed up into the floor and re-manifests itself on the shady niche in the wall…

 

[Batman]

OOC:Is anyone interested in a team up?

(Besides Batman,or any other Bat-squad member.)

Dick is currently making his way from Keystone city to Central City,so there are a few cities hes going to visit before getting to Gotham,and eventually,to BludHaven.

If anyone is,PM me.

Otherwise,I'll just go about my buisness.

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: I'd like to team up MB, but I was last in Gotham, and have no idea where that story ran off Can someone quick catch me up to what I missed with the Parasite/Red Hood story?

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I'd like to team up MB, but I was last in Gotham, and have no idea where that story ran off Can someone quick catch me up to what I missed with the Parasite/Red Hood story?

OOC: Basically, I handed them both their ass. Parasite was later picked up by the Suicide Squad and is currently in a MetaBrawl about to fight Killer Frost (whom ole' Rudy was starting to get cozy with). Meanwhile, Tim went to Leslie's clinic for treatment, but I got involved. I basically got him to snap out of it and is currently somewhere in the temperary housing of mine (though I don't know his current status, apparently Joker ran up, took Alfred, and killed him).

I think that's it.

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Alfy's dead? Any idea on how I got sidetracked and sat it out? I'm trying to think of how to reenter and keep coming up empty

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Check your PM Box, Cori.

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Done, and I will work out my story soon

 

[Supergirl]

Kara had disappeared from the skies over Gotham in a flash when she saw what was happening on Themyscira. A giant three headed dog was attacking the Amazons, the one on the left breathing fire, and the one on the right breathing blasts of iced air. The village was in ruins, and the women were fleeing to the surrounding mountains. Diana and Cassie were already nearly there when Kara saw the disaster.

Cerebrus! I almost guarantee that bastard, Ares has something to do with this. Probably still pissed at his dad’s getting dethroned by his sister. I’ve got to go help them, they’ve been the best friends I have!

Kara got there and promptly got hit with a blast of flame.

“OW! Ra! That hurts like a #&%@!”

“Careful, Kara, this beast’s origins are magic, gotta watch out for that.”

Wonder Woman uppercutted the beasts middle jaw, and the dog yelped in pain.

“Aim for the middle head! It’s the only one that can be hurt!”

 

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam tracks down Zoom, who has been in hiding since Flash beat the living hell out of him. "Zolomon," he says, slowing down to hover in front of Zoom.

"Black Adam, alias Teth-Adam. Ancient soldier of the Egyptian Prince Khufu empowered by the wizard Shazam. Brought into the present when his powers were bonded to his thief descendant Theo Adam."

"Impressive. You know much about me."

"I was a police profiler before... this. It was my job to know."

"Yes, well, I know all I need to of you: I know you crave power. The power to teach the Flash to be a better man."

"I have all the power I need to make Flash learn. Besides, what does that have to do with you? Last I heard you were on a quest to destroy every hero in sight. I have no desire to indulge your obsession."

"You don't even realize it, do you? You and I--our quests are entwined. Even now the Flash clings to his fellow heroes for support after the... ordeal... you put him through with his wife. What better lesson for the Flash to learn than how to be independent? To rely only on himself, knowing no support will be there, no cushion of friends for him to fall on?"

Zoom pauses in thought. He knows Black Adam is trying to manipulate him; he's too smart not to. But he can't help thinking that the prospect is intriguing. Deprive Flash of his fellow heroes, force him out on his own... Wally could certainly learn a thing or two from that. On the other hand, he's also too smart to throw in his lot with Black Adam blindly, with no assurance that Black Adam's insane quest will turn out to be anything more than a foolish suicide run. "I will consider your offer," Zoom replies. "That is all I will give you for now."

"Then it shall be enough. Our paths will cross again." With that, Black Adam sets off in search of his next accomplice. A villain of the worst order, willing to destroy anything that impeded his singular quest for ultimate power. The kind of villain that he put his life on the line to defeat during his time with the JSA. He believed he was on a quest to keep mankind safe from this being's power then; how odd that now, in a different quest to redeem a specific subset of mankind, he should seek that same being out for help. But Adam knows that for the task he has laid out before himself, he will need more than the help of mere men, even men as powerful as Zoom. He will need a god. And so, Black Adam streaks toward any clue he can find to the whereabouts of Mordru, the Dark Lord of Chaos.

OOC: Hope I did RoseRedStrauss proud bunnying Zoom.

 

[The Joker]

The Joker smiled at The Penguin's proposition. It was clear that old Ozzie-boy liked the sound of his own voice. But The Joker loved the sound of his own voice even more. Now it was his turn to talk.

"Interesting idea, Oswald. I can assure you that I would have no problem in killing Dent. It's hard working with someone like that. After all, he's crazy!"

"Indeed," said The Penguin.

"But sadly, Harv brought our little alliance to an end by shooting me off of Gotham Bridge earlier this evening. But, on the plus side, that gives me another motive for killing him...revenge."

The Joker paused. There was something he wanted to add. He took out Dent's old coin from his pocket, casually flipping it in his hand.

"But where's the fun in just killing him? I have an idea, something that will be even more satisfying, for both of us. Something far more...funny..."

The Joker leaned forward, whispering his plan into The Penguin's ear. He then leaned back into his chair.

"And, since I wouldn't be killing him, I'd be willing to take a reduction on your initial offer. I'll settle for 80 million. The look on Dent's face will be worth more than money can buy. HA HA!"

The Penguin removed his monocle and began wiping it with his hankerchief."And that will be the end of his career as the D.A.".

The Penguin placed his monocle back on and sat back down and poured another glass of wine and pushed it over to The Joker with his umbrella.

"Let us drink to our deal.The end of Harvey Dent and the beginning of the rise of The Penguin".They clinked eachothers glasses and took a sip of the wine.

"As for your fee.If you succeed in pulling this off and getting rid of Dent then your fee will stand at the 100 million.Call it an extra incentive to pull this off right" The Penguin said with a grin as he raised his glass again.

 

[twylight]

OOC: Gonna try this in multiples to avoid log-outs.

IC:

Digger crept silently to the open door of the large kwansit and kneeled beside the opening. He could hear and locate eight people immediately within the opening. He could hear the pleas of two tour guides and a cook. The other five were decidedly unfriendly.

Two were on each side of the open door. Digger rolled in silent and low. He clipped them low at the Achilles' tendon and then high as they fell...chopping hard and fast at their carotid arteries. Enough to knock them out, but not hard enough to kill.

It took three seconds and was done in total silence.

OOC: Gonna have to retcon my last post..

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Hope I did RoseRedStrauss proud bunnying Zoom.

OOC: I think you did a good job potraying the character.
Now we just have to work on that meeting between Adam and Mordru.

 

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: I think you did a good job potraying the character.
Now we just have to work on that meeting between Adam and Mordru.

OOC: Yep. Drop me a line next time you see me on AIM if I don't catch you first.

 

[SuperFerret]

A cool breeze caused a rippling wave to run through the golden cornfield on Kent Farm. Clark Kent gazed up at the sky and watched the clouds pass over him. That's one of the most wonderful things about the country life, Clark thought, the clouds seem so close you could just reach out and touch them. He chuckled slightly, remembering how Lois would have told him that he could touch the clouds just about anytime he wanted. Though he hasn't been able to do so lately. He had lost nearly everything he had known recently. His wife was murdered, and though he had made his peace with that fact, there was still a hole in his heart. He had also lost the abilities he had previously used to protect the world as Superman. They had begun to fade quickly after his final encounter with the Parasite, and he had returned to Kansas after they had faded away completely. He wasn't concerned really, after all, the other heroes of the world had already shown that they did not need Superman, at least at the moment. Clark still hoped that someday his powers would return, but for the time being, he would just have to be human.

 

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Alfred isn't dead. I've just been torturing him.

 

[Karem-Knight]

There was no use denying it, but there are bigger things going on right now that has to be adressed.

"What was he planning to do with me?"

Harvey looked at the eyes of The Batman. Could see he was still angry at what happened too his Parents. Harvey knew since That First year of the Batman that Bruce Wayne’s parents we’re murdered.



“He’s planning on framing you, but I didn’t know how he’s gonna do it without me seriously.”

 

[Keyser Soze]

Alfred slowly re-emerged back into consciousness. He had been in life threatening situations before, but nothing quite like this. But he had to survive, he had to. Master Bruce, in his current state, couldn't possibly take the strain of his death.

"Oh, Master Bruce..." Alfred said under his breath.

How he hated to be a burden. In this vulnerable state, he was a sitting duck for a psychopath like The Joker to kidnap him. He should have been stronger, should have been smarter. Now he was going to die, and in the process make life hell for Bruce.

Then he noticed the gun. The Joker had left it behind. It was sat on the table, just in front of him. Alfred wouldn't be able to get out of this place, even if he did escape from the chair he was tied to. He was locked in. But if he could...if he could kill The Joker, and use his phone to call for Master Bruce to come and help him. If he could just do that, he eould be fine.

Alfred struggled, and winced in pain, but he was eventually able to untie the various knots and free himself from the chair. He grabbed the gun, pointing it at the door. Just a couple of minutes later, The Joker returned, still wearing the waiter outfit, his hands buried in his pockets. He was laughing softly to himself, but the smile vanished when he spotted Alfred, aiming the gun at his chest.

There was a brief moment of silence, before Alfred pulled the trigger. The Joker was blasted off his feet, a red spray flying forward. He lay on the ground twitching, then lay still.

Alfred let out a pained sigh, letting the gun drop to the ground. He spotted the phone lying on the floor. It must have fallen out of The Joker's pocket. He grabbed it, dialling the phone in the Batmobile. The answering machine! he must be out of the batmobile at the moment, probably looking for The Joker. He'd have to leave a message.

"Batman, it's Alfred. I have been kidnapped by The Joker. I'm fine, don't worry. but The Joker is dead. I need you to come here and help me. I'm at...The Boon Dock Bar & Grill. I'll see you soon."

Alfred hung up. Just then, he heard the sound of applause. His blood ran cold. He turned round to see The Joker standing there, a wicked grin on his face.

"Bravo, old chap, bravo!" laughed The Joker.

"But I shot you..." started Alfred.

The Joker interrupted him by pulling off his top. Taped to his chest were various blood pellets. The Joker took the trigger out of his pocket.

"Do you seriously think I would leave my gun in here?" asked The Joker, "That gun was full of blanks. I wanted you to think I was dead, partly because I wanted you to make the call to our friend Brucie, and partly because i wanted to give you a false sense of hope."

The Joker giggled maliciously. The look in his eyes told Alfred that there was no hope. None at all.

"You can kill me if you want," declared Alfred, standing tall, "But killing me will not kill Bruce Wayne. It may hurt him, yes, but Master Bruce has endured pain before, and survived it. Because he is stronger than you, better than you. He is a great man, and you're just to small to know it..."

The Joker slapped Alfred across the face, knocking him to the ground.

"I don't look so small from down there, do I!?" The Joker snapped.

Alfred felt the trickle of blood running down his cheek. Then he noticed the small needle fitted onto The Joker's glove in the form of a hand-buzzer. He put two and two together, but it was too late.

Within seconds, Alfred was dead. It didn't matter how strong he was, he died with his face pulled back into a psychotic grin, just like all the others. The Joker kneeled down, whispering into his ear.

"How does it feel to actually smile for once, old man? How does it feel to be in on the joke. HA HA!"

The Joker walked away from the body, changing his outfit. He put on a yellow shirt, with a green waistcoat and bowtie. Then on top of that he put on a fresh purple suit. Now he was going to have to leave The Boon Dock once and for all. Batman would probably be on his way. And what a surprise he had waiting for him.

"It's been a pleasure, Alfred. Toodles! HA HA!"

The Joker swaggered out of The Boon Dock Bar& Grill. He hopped into a car, and drove off into the night.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: RoseRedStrauss graduates high school on the 16th... he's a senior, I'm a junior... anyway, I'm trying to get him back...

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: And personally, I don't care much for the deaths of supporting cast members...

 

[Twitch]

OOC: And personally, I don't care much for the deaths of supporting cast members...

Oh you mean we can kill Zoom?