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

[nixonbat]

Digger Harkness awakened in the new day just before noon. It was check out time, but he shooed away the cleaning lady and called the front desk to continue his stay. He called back to order a club sandwich sent up to his room. While he dined on his late breakfast, he tuned the TV to the local news station.

"...changes in policy in Nigeria due to the intervention of John Stewart. The former U.S. Marine turned superhero used his considerable influence to bring about change in this war-torn region. Putting himself on the frontlines to put a halt to the aggressions in the region, Stewart was able to forge a peace between warring governmental factions and tribes. A move unprecedented for a Justice Leaguer by taking the lead in a local political arena...."

Digger smiled as he thought about Houngans' reaction to Stewarts' actions. He quickly changed his mind, however, when he considered the ramifications of this action. Enforcing ones' will upon others smacked of fascism to him, and he didn't much care for it.

'Let's see how the blokes game plays out...if he sets hisself up to be God, then ol Digger may have to take him down a peg' he thought to himself.

He quickly dismissed the whole situation, as there was a Rugby match on that he had $5,000 riding on. The real world could wait...he had ACTION on this game and his team was down right now.......

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

 

[twylight]

OOC: Captain Boomerang did NOT kill Tim Drake's father in this continuity

OOC: Thank ye

The Joker looked curiously at Harley Quinn as she peeked into his cell door. Only her head was visible to Joker.

Joker stood up and grinned at Quinn.

"Harl! No vacancies!"

Harley didn't return Joker's grin. She seemed sad. Unless Joker was mistaken, he thought he could see tears start to form around Harley's eyes.

"You're leaking."

Harley tried her best to give a shakey smile to Joker. The attempt was quite pathetic. "Puddin', I got something to tell ya."

Harley Quinn opened the cell door and stepped fully into the small room, looking straight into Joker's awe-struck eyes.
For once in his murderous life, the Joker had no clue what to say.

"Y-you... you're pregnant...?"

OOC: Okay..I personally..would like to see Harley in a Harliquin Maternity outfit

*Hal, sits in the newly constructed Watchtower, wondering how no one could have noticed it. Due to his eviction, Hal has lived in the Watchtower all alone. He had no where left to go. He was now 100% Green Lantern, no more Hal Jordan. At least, until his paycheck came from Lex Luthor. Suddenly his phone rang*

"Yeah, Dinah, I'm here. What's happening, beautiful?"

"I was wondering if you were up for a quick pick-up and drop."

She paused "I have Robin here and he's not in the best of shape. I was wondering if you could drop him off at Gotham, Because I need to head to Africa."

 

[SuperFerret]

Superman was surrounded. Monsters, maniacs, and murderers encircled him, all ready to finish him off. Bizarro, Parasite, Scarecrow, Joker, Brainiac. They all stared at him with malice in their eyes. He couldn't move, he was helpless.

Then, one of the villains stepped forward. Lex Luthor stood before him, clutching a glowing green rock in his hands. Kryptonite. At least ten pounds of it. Luthor raised the chunk of Kryptonite over his head and swiftly brought it down, striking Superman in the forehead with it. Blood ran down Clark's face, blinding him. He felt like he was going to die. He probably was.

Luthor stepped back, rejoining the circle of evil. Now, Parasite and the Joker stepped forward, dragging someone between them. Lois. Or rather, Lois's corpse. Her skin was a pale gray hue, and her hair was falling out. Her face was the most terrifying sight by far. Her eyes, bloodshot and bulging, stared at Clark, and her mouth was twisted in a permanent grin.

"Why, Clark?" she groaned, her voice hollow and sinister, "Why did you let me die? Didn't you love me? Why did I die?"

"She died because of you SuperDweeb."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."
"Because of you."

"I'm sorry," Clark muttered, "I'm sorry Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry."

*************​

Superman bah, Jonathan Crane thought as he watched the Man of Steel cry to himself as he rocked back and forth in the fetal position, pathetic.

Scarecrow walked away, the night was still young.

 

[Supergirl]

Still not knowing where her cousin is, Kara sits down on his couch and turns on the TV.
Broadcaster: This just in: There are reports of Superman trying to quell the rampage of the Scarecrow in Gotham City. More on this at the hour.

"So that's where Kal is." says Kara, as she heads out the window, forgetting to turn off the television. "I may as well go see if he needs my help"

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Impeccable timing on our posts, eh cuz?

 

[SuperFerret]

"So that's where Kal is." says Kara, as she heads out the window, forgetting to turn off the television. "I may as well go see if he needs my help"

OOC: Hey!! I've gotta pay that electric bill!!

Yeah, great timing, too bad I've gotta go in ten minutes.

 

[Supergirl]

She lands in Gotham minutes later, but the Scarecrow has already left Superman in the fetal position."Kal, are you alright? What's wrong? Where's the Scarecrow?
Seeing her cousin like this worries Kara, and she starts scanning for any sign of the Scarecrow.

OOC: So do I, what a freaky coincidence

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon


Talk about majorly crappy timing. Just when Batman happens to be in an unstable condition, Arkham inmates and more, decide to burst out of their cells and cause havoc.I notice GCPD is in full action, but as sad as it is, they are no match for all who have erupted out of the place...Gotham's going to be a bigger mess than ever...

I contemplate calling Bruce...He has enough on his plate already. And this news will definatley have him out of the manor and into the streets in no time. Not safe or practical at all in his condition.But...what am I to say if he ask why I didn't inform him about the happenings of 'his city'? I sigh and connect the link, "Bruce...we have a MAJOR problem in Gotham.ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped."

 

[Spike_x1]

The Joker stared at Harley Quinn flabbergasted. His mouth was not smiling in the least. Instead, his mouth had suddenly developed a slight twitch. He did his best to take steady breaths.

"Are you mad at me Puddin'?" Quinn asked Joker, but Joker simply stared right through her. In another world. Wishing he had a gun.

"Puddin'?" She asked again.

Joker glared at Quinn with twisted thoughts running through his mind.

"Get me out of here."

 

[Spike_x1]

Harley used a bloody utility knife to cut through Joker's straight jacket and help him to his feet. Her devotion even let her (hesitantly) hand Joker a magnum. Joker looked at the gun in his hand, then to the large bulge in Harley's middle. He cocked the revolver.

"Here! 'Tis the Clown Prince of Crime, and it would seem that he has planted his murderous seed inside of his lady." said an inmate named the Cavilier as other inmates rushed by.

Joker brought the gun up to Cavilier's forehead and pulled the trigger.

"Shut up, idiot."

Joker was not in the mood for games. He turned to Quinn. "Why the hell's everyone running around?"

Quinn replied fearfully, "'Cause I figured that we'd need a distraction if we wanted to get outta here without gettin' caught, Mister J."

Joker prepared the revolver to fire again when suddenly, sirens were heard approaching. As much as he might've hated the current situation, he didn't know where Harley had hidden their getaway ride. He needed her for now.

Together, they left Arkham Asylum.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I swing across Gotham on my patrol. After a few miles I let go onto a building and start to run across them, resting my arms a bit so I can swing some more. While I'm deadly serious about my work, I can't help but feel a small part of myself yelping and enjoying the sensation of my near flying. No wonder Clark loves it so much.

A question rings into my head: Why in the blue hell did I accept Clark being here in Gotham? Normally, I would have respectfully (well, as much respectfully as I can when I'm in the suit) declined his offer, lack of help here or not. But the answer comes towards me as quick as the question: Lois.

He's suffered massive loss with her dying. He truely loved her, it doesn't take a detective to figure that out, espically a detective that knows the man in question. He literary could have had any woman in the world, hell, I've even seen some want from the eyes of Wonder Woman. Yet he loved Lois. Completely and utterly. It was the kind of love that made people go insane and yet feel more sane then they ever have in their entire lives. I would be a liar to say that I wasn't slightly envious of Clark for that.

I say it in past-tense because Lois is dead. Clark's broken because of this. He's not letting himself move on past his grief. I know what it's like to not have that grief let go, it's the reason why I'm out here in my costume in the dead of night. It's also made me mentally unstable--the past few weeks prove that. I just...I just don't want him to end up like me. If the light becomes as dark as me, who knows what could--

The sound of the comm from Oracle interrupts.

"Bruce...we have a MAJOR problem in Gotham. ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped."

My God. In all the years I've fought against the people that get locked up in that Asylum, not THAT many has ever escaped...

"All? It looks like it's going to be a long night. Locate Superman and Nightwing and inform them of what's happening. The police can handle the smaller one's, but we have to worry about the big ones...my 'Rogues.'"

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

"Okay." I close the link to Batman and try connecting to Superman but realize he's not responding. Hhhmm...maybe he's busy...but he ALWAYS responds! Alright...Few, if any of the Rougues, possess the power to seriously harm him....What about Supergirl...maybe she has some idea, "Supergirl, Do you know where Superrman is?"

While waiting for her to respond I connect the link to Nightwing. Batman said to contact him...that must mean he's alright.But still...I fear for him, he's not exactly the most carefull man in tights out there, "Nightwing? BAd news. Reportedly ALL inmates of Arkham have escaped.Batman neeeds you to be on the look out. And try not to get yourself involved in situations which will have you returning to the cave unconscious, or worse..."

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Lex strolls out of his Limo looking like a million dollars. Taking a deep breath he smiles and rmoves his dark shades and walks into the Lexcorp towers.

He smiles and nods at everyone as he makes his way to R & D.

Dr. McCall greets him and says, "Good morning sir. I trust your vacation was restful."

Luthor replies, "Indeed Dr. McCall...most restful indeed. Now I didn't get a real good look at the battle-suit before I left it was kind of a blur. What improvements have you made?"

Dr. McCall says, "Well sir....50% speed increase...and basically an entirely new weapons system. Many of these weapons won't out on the market until the next decade. This is merely a prototype the cost isn't exactly going to make people line up around the block for it, but as technology become more affordable...I think this suit will be the hot-ticket item within the next 5 years. The Govenrment will be begging us to mass-produce this suit...and paying through the nose to do it."

Lex touches the suit and he has visions of battling Superman...of shooting kryptonite beams at him. Lex shakes his head....those visions felt shocking and repulsive...and yet he couldn't stop smiling about them.

Lex says, "Very well Dr. I will be testing the battle-suit personally. Have it taken to my private simulator at once"

Dr. McCall nods and makes the arrangements...Lex calls his secretary and tells her to cancel all his appointments for the day...he's tending to personal business.

 

[batnkevlar]

"I was wondering if you were up for a quick pick-up and drop."

She paused "I have Robin here and he's not in the best of shape. I was wondering if you could drop him off at Gotham, Because I need to head to Africa."

"I'm not really in the mood for baby-sitting, but what the hell...."

*Green Lantern beams Robin to Wayne Manor*

"There. Now I have some plans to work on..."

 

[Twitch]

"MASTER TIMOTHY!" screamed Alfred

Alfred helped me to the Batcave and I sat down on a bed.

Alfred began to put bandages om me he explained to me of the events since my absence.

"Wow." I said absorbing all the information

"Yes its been a great night sir."

"I must go and help." I started to get up but Alfred held me down.

"No sir, now is not the time."

I felt an unsual feeling towards Alfred.......Anger.

It scared me that I have felt that way, anger for I could not help out my family.

I pushed the thought into the back of my head. I layed down on the cot and allowed Alfred to work on my jaw.




OCC: This is a start of a new storyline for Robin but is still connected with all the recent events.

 

[SuperFerret]

COLOR=DeepSkyBlue]"Kal, are you alright? What's wrong? Where's the Scarecrow?[/COLOR]

It hovered above him and growled in a gutteral tongue. Superman cringed in terror when it reached for him. It's claws raked lightly across his shoulders, almost a caress, but he felt the talons tear a thin layer of skin away, drawing blood.

OOC: Little help please.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I'm still doing my Patrol when I see them. Superman, on the ground, shaking and crying, and Kara in her new Supergirl uniform, trying to confort him. I swing down to them and I quickly figure out what happened: Clark's been infected with fear gas. Then I realize that Supergirl, another meta, is here in my city. It's no use right now, I have to help Clark. The gas might work more quickly through his system then normal people, but if I don't stop it, he might die. Again.

"Kara, hold him down," I instruct Kara, only her Kryptonian strength could hold Clark down to do what I had to do. I reach into the medical bag I keep in my ultility belt. After Superman came, I used smeller versions of the usual injections I have, in case something like this occured, for needles would only break from trying to breach his hard skin. I put one of the smellers (a sedative) into Clark's nostril. He stills a few seconds afterwards. Since his metabolism is extraordinary, we'll need to get him back to the cave fast before it wears off.

"Supergirl, you need to take Clark to the Batcave. Take this tracker," I pass said tracker to her, "it'll lead you there. Don't go anywhere else in that vincinity besides to the Cave, and don't leave from it until I return. I'll be there in a few moments to give him some of the antidote. Go, now!"

Kara nods, takes Clark into her arms, and starts to fly away to the direction of the caves. I hope she does as told and doesn't end up in the manor. I press a button in my ultility belt and the Batmobile comes to me a moment later. I drive so fast to the direction of the Batcave it's near Wally levels. I need to get Superman the cure, or else I'll have more blood on my hands than I can bear...

OOC: Sorry if I bunnied you too much, Supergirl, just needed to keep things going a bit.

Question: Does the current Supergirl know about Bruce's secret ideninty? I wasn't sure if she would, since from what I've read in her introductary arc, Bruce didn't really trust her.

 

[Supergirl]

Supergirl lifts her cousin, and begins to fly towards Wayne Manor, and unlike her footloose flights earlier in the day, this time shes concentrated on speed.
Bruce sounded scared. If that man can be scared you know you're in trouble. I have to get Kal to his cave, and quick.
She breaks the sound barrier moments before hitting the secret entrance.

OOC: No, its ok, sorry I had to go to work.
I'm pretty sure she knows, because at one point all his disguise was a pair of sunglasses.

 

[PFunk2]

OOC: I was holding off on posting until I see some reaction to John's actions in africa. But with the exception of nixonbat (mucho thanks dude, I much apprecate it). It looks like it was all but ignored by the rest of the group. So I guess it's time to move on with another post."

One week after the BBC interview.

"So what are you going to do now." Anna asks John as both of them watch the refugee's slowly being relocated back to their villages

"What else can I do. I stopped most-if not all the killing. Helped the Pan Affrican Deffense forces impose a peace thruout the area. And gotten the tribal leaders to sit down together in the same room to talk peace." John answers her.

"You forgot giving the people here and around the world a hero of their own." She adds smilling

"Hey I was just doing my job" John answered back, knowing in his heart it was true. "The only thing I can do is to keep montering the situation and let people handle it themselves. As I sad their are people that can do it. All they needed was a both a chance and a climate to do so."

Okay. If you say so." Anna says with a bit of sarcasm.

Noticing that and the still smug smile on her face John lets out a sigh and continues "Other than that I'm going to check back at the Watchtower to see if my actions have angered any of my fellow JL members."

"What. You got to be kidding. You did good."

"Hey. They're could be some that didn't think so and may want to talk to me about it. See you in a few."

"You better." Anna gives him a hug and gives him a wave as he heads skyward towards the JL old base. Once over the ocean he sends a message to Jo'nn.

"Jo'nn. John here I'm heading back to the watchtower now to touch base with you on things if you don't mind. Over.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: It's not bad, PFunk2, not bad at all, but I think for me I mostly just skim through stuff until I get to something pertaining to my character. It's not bad, just keep posting and do something that will grab the reader's attention. That's how Nixonbat reeled me into his storyline. You're a good RPGer, PFunk2, I wouldn't want to see you go.

 

[PFunk2]

OOC: It's not bad, PFunk2, not bad at all, but I think for me I mostly just skim through stuff until I get to something pertaining to my character. It's not bad, just keep posting and do something that will grab the reader's attention. That's how Nixonbat reeled me into his storyline. You're a good RPGer, PFunk2, I wouldn't want to see you go.

OOC: Hey I understand. But I was hopping that once what John was doing if africa (I mean it was a big event) hit the news the other members would rightly, or wrongly react to it. I'm not planning on leaving or anything. Just a bit bummed out by it that's all.

 

[Twitch]

OCC: If you don't realize that I'm also in the Batcave too. So I'm going to react to the recent posts...

IC:

I was shocked when I saw Supergirl carry Superman into the cave he was shaking every now and then. I realized with again shock that Superman had been injected with Scarecrow's fear gas. The battles with Scarecrow showed me alot. The fear gas was deadly in a normal being. But in Superman's case it was even more deadlier.

"Was he given a antidote?" I asked

"No." Supergirl mumured

While Alfred helped Supergirl keep Superman company, I retreated to another area of the Batcave. The same anger came out again to confront me. What had happend to me? I once again banished the feeling and I got out a new cycle. I got on and started the engine.

"Gotta find Bruce." and I sped off.

OCC: I was just wondering does Tim know Superman is Clark?

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: I did realize that. had hoped to have an effect to that sonic boom I don't think he does know that Supes is Clark. I know Wonder Girl doesn't... And I don't think Kal was given the antidote yet... so I would have said no.

 

[Twitch]

OCC:My mistake I edited it so you said no

 

[Supergirl]

Left alone with Kal in the cave, Supergirl starts to worry. He seemed to be getting almost violent when she had rescued him. His body started twitching. Oh no, the sedatives wearing off, what am I going to be able to do if he gets violent with me?