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

Phantasm said:
IC:Barbara Gordon.

Dick shuts off the comm but I can still see the tiny dot that marks him on the screen racing its way towards the heart of Gotham. He sounded alarmed;not a good sign.

I check up on Batman and Robin and see they are occupied with Ivy, and in no apparent distress. I connect the link to Supergirl as I see her walking aimlessly in the streets, "Supergirl, head towards the middle of the city,will you?"
"What's wrong Oracle?" Supergirl starts for midtown immediately, knowing that if Oracle would call her off Batman's patrol order it must be important.
Tetch will have to wait
As she approaches downtown she notices the air get noticeably cooler, harsh cold doesn't have an effect on her Kryptonian physiology but she can feel the difference.
She got there just in time to see Dick leap at Freeze. Oh boy, this oughta be fun.
 
Digger continued drinking in the lounge of his hotel. He was very pleased when he saw Foster's on the beverage menu and ordered many of them. He had inquired to a local gentleman about possibly getting some "company" for the evening and the man went to a payphone to make a call.

"Miss Francine be along directly in 'bout an hour," the man said upon his return.

Digger thanked the man and offered to pick up his tab for the evening in gratitude for his help. The man accepted and proceeded to order a better brand of whiskey than he had already been consuming. He also ordered an appetizer. Typical Digger thought, then dismissed the cost since he was just spending off rugby winnings anyhow. Besides, the man had arranged his evenings entertainment, and he was pleased.

An hour passed, and Digger had sat drinking Foster's. Another hour passed, and Digger sat drinking Foster's. He gazed about the lounge and saw that the man who had made the call was gone. He cursed himself a fool and ordered 4 more Foster's to be sent up to his room and asked for his check. After buying celebratory rounds, eating, drinking, and covering the other mans tab, his total came to $263.50 (US). Digger paid the bartender $300 and sauntered up to his suite.

There was a bucket of ice containing 4 Foster's outside his door. Digger fumbled with his room-key, grabbed the bucket, and entered his suite. Flopping down on the large bed, he opened a beer and turned on the TV. He found War of the Gargantuas playing on the late night movie and dozed off around 1:30 a.m.

When he awoke he had a headache from all the drinks the night before. He noticed the message light on his phone flashing and called down to the front desk. They had a message for him, " Miss Francine came by @ 2 a.m. Tried to wake you, but no answer. Please call to re-schedule."

Crikes, he thought. "Yes, that was my legal assistant....thank you for the message," he said. He hung up the phone. "Gawd Demmit," he exclaimed aloud in the empty suite. He then went over and opened the window...there were two birds chirping in a tree across from the hotel. Digger retrieved a bommerang and hurled it, killing the two birds before it returned to him.

"It's too dem early for all that racket," he mumbled.

Digger then popped an aspirin and went back to bed.


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

OOC: Didn't really think I'd let him get a call-girl, didja? lol
 
DarkKnightJRK said:
"The child is right."

Before I can react she's on me. She somehow got the cuffs to face her front is stranglling me with the chain.

"But you won't do it. From this moment on...you're mine..."

She then sprays a mist onto my face: her mind-control pheromones. Before it can reach my system I grab her from behind my back, step back as fast as I can and throw myself onto the tree, sandwiching Ivy. She lets out a yelp of pain and releases herself from me.

I fall down onto my knees, willing myself to not let the pheromones take control. I use all the strength I have...I...I can't...

My control leaves me and pheromones handle the body. With a gleam of satasfaction, she wraps herself to the front of me, looking at Robin.

"You're a young man, so before you die I will give you a little tip--a "Motherly-Earth" advice, if you will: Women can control a man so easily it's not even funny. She turns around me and whispers in my ear, "Lover, be a dear and kill that boy for me."

My body then starts to run towards Robin and if I had the ability I would kick myself for losing my control. I just have to fight this, and hopefully Tim can stop me before I hurt him...I can't hurt any of them. If that would happen...

I dropped myself hurling Bruce over me. But Bruce made it into a roll landing on his knees. Dammit this is going to be hard. I hear a cold laugh.

"How touching it is see my lover fighting the child."

"When this duel is done I'm coming for you and your going to wish you were never escaped."

Ivy just walked away with a slight laugh.I felt anger, then hatred. I turned my eyes to the task at hand...

"Bruce"
 
Bishop Cori said:
"What's wrong Oracle?" Supergirl starts for midtown immediately, knowing that if Oracle would call her off Batman's patrol order it must be important.
Tetch will have to wait
As she approaches downtown she notices the air get noticeably cooler, harsh cold doesn't have an effect on her Kryptonian physiology but she can feel the difference.
She got there just in time to see Dick leap at Freeze. Oh boy, this oughta be fun.

Nightwing tackles Freeze down,and pushes himself off,flipping into the air and landing.

Freeze,angrily,rolls over,and fires his freezing gun at Nightwing again.Nightwing takes out his grapnel and shoots,barely missing the freeze ray as he swings to a nearby building.

He makes it to an icy wall,and using the cable from the grapnel,slides across it,missing the freezing ray that comes at him.

Mr.Freeze gets up,and proceeds to fire at him once more,before Nightwing sends three batarangs to Freezes hand,forcing the freezing gun out of his grip.

Taking advantage of this,Nightwing lets go of the cable,and kicks off the wall,sending a flying kick to Freezes helmet......which does nothing.

Nightwing attacks Freeze with roundhouse punches,kicks,and a few backhands........doing nothing,considering Freeze is wearing a heavy amount of armor.

Freeze,slightly amused by all of this,sends a powerful slap at Nightwings chest,sending him FLYING across the street,and landing into a window.

Nightwing,aching,gets up,and charges towards Freeze,who kicks Nightwing up side the chin with his HUGE metal boot,knocking Nightwing down.

Freeze stomps towards Nightwing,who rolls out of the way,and jams a batarang into Freezes boot.

Freeze screams in pain.......Nightwing must've hit something.

Nightwing slides out from under Freeze,and with a side flip,lands,standing up,ready for more.

Its at that point that Nightwing spots Supergirl,watching all of this.

With that,Nightwing gets an idea.

He takes out his grapnel,shoots it,and attaches it to a nearby building,behind Freeze.

Pulling,He swings towards Freeze,and knocks him down with both feet.

As Freeze goes down,Nightwing makes his way to the roof of the building,and waves to Supergirl.

"FOLLOW ME!!"

Nightwing proceeds to run across a few rooftops,until he makes it to one that ISNT frozen,hoping Supergirl will follow.
 
The Joker glared at Harley Quinn. They were in Joker's warehouse hideout that had been decorated to look like a twisted version of 50's family home. Joker was hunched forward on a lazyboy, looking into the kitchen at Harley who was nervously making dinner for the both of them.

A kid, Joker thought to himself. A bun in the oven. A little munchkin running around. Someone to take the spotlight away from ME!

In the kitchen, Harley heard the sound of a gun cocking behind her. She turned to see Joker aiming a revolver at Harley's stomach. "P-puddin'?"

"A kid is NOT funny."

Just as Joker fired, Harley sidestepped, avoiding the bullet. She then grabbed a frying pan and swung it at Joker's face, knocking him to the floor. Before letting him recover, Harley ran out the door.

"I'll get that son of a b***h sooner or later!"
 
Superman manuevered through the subterranean tunnels heading straight (more or less) towards the unsuspecting Killer Croc. He barrelled into the reptilian villain, knocking him through a wall. Croc recovered quickly and lunged for Superman, his massive jaws open wide. In the cramped quarters of the sewer tunnel, Superman had barely enough room to dodge, and Croc bit down on his bicep, sending pain shooting through the Man of Steel's arm. When am I going to get back to my full strength?

Croc howled in pain. His mouth was bleeding, he had broken his teeth on Superman's impervious hide. He tried to run again, this time climbing the wall up towards a manhole cover. Superman grabbed him and tossed him to the ground, knocking him out.

That was easy enough, Superman thought as he scooped up Croc's unconscious body, flying out into the Gotham streets, now to deliver him to the closest police precinct.
 
No matter what Lex did he couldn't forget the feeling of power that he had been feeling recently. The new battlesuit...the look of fear on the faces of the board members...taking Krovenuek's company away from him....and turing him over to Ras-Al-Goul. The sensation was intoxicating...not to mention it was all within the law.

I guess walking on the darkside isn't that bad...I mean I can cross back whenever I want...funny though I feel like I have done this before.

Lex turned back to his computer screen and began doing some research...about himself.
 
Before Supergirl can react Nightwing is already scouring rooftops, and beckoning Kara to come with him.
God, he's cute! Oracle has good taste.
She flies to the unfrozen rooftop where Nightwing is now perched.
"So, what's the plan? I could use my heat vision to slow him down, and render his weapons useless, or do you have something else in mind?"
 
"Freeze isnt what you should worry about."

Nightwing points to the frozen buildings.

"There are people trapped in those buildings,and even some frozen on the streets.They'll die soon.I need you to thaw everyone out,before they freeze to death."

Nightwing looks back at Freeze,whos getting up.

"I'll hold freeze off until your done.Hopefully I'll be able to.......Hes pretty strong."

Nightwing heads for Freeze,but stops,and turns with a slight smile.

"Although,that freezing gun of his is a bit of a problem......"
 
"Gotcha 'wing. You won't have to worry about the gun."
As she says those words, she aims a quick burst of heat vision at the gun's power supply as Freeze approaches them, blowing it up.
"NO!!! What did you do?" Freeze screams as he loses his primary weapon.
"You put the wraps on Vic there, and I'll make sure everyone's safe." I just will have to worry about over doing the heating process, hopefully I don't screw up, I want to look good in front of him.
With that she floats up and uses a low intensity charge of heat vision to begin thawing out the downtown area building by building.
 
Superman opened a link to Oracle.

"Oracle, Killer Croc has been neutralized. Who's next?"
 
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Dinah rolled over in her cotton sheeted bed, only to throw her arm over her eyes. The bright sunlight shone through the window burning her retinas.

“Going to have to close the window next time.”
The cool night air had been welcoming coming from the open window, but she was seriously weighing her nighttime comfort with her morning wake-up discomfort.

Tossing her covers off she pushed the Mosquito net aside and slide out of the bed.
She had found the hotel late last evening after the long bumpy ride into town. The fun part was getting the Travelers checks to pass, it wasn’t the ritziest place in town, but just fine for some undercover work for a certain Dinah Lance, cleverly disguised as a tourist book writer.

This town was somewhere around Digger Harkess's last location. She walked to the shower, she had taken one last night but the African dust seemed to be somewhat persistent. She ran down her list of things to do as she turned on the shower. Transportation was a must. First stop was to take a look around the WayneTech buildings, the local employer it seemed. It was quite possibly a dead end. The man hadn’t touched it since the bombing and the letter to Bruce. But it was always good to have the background. Maybe a little night out on the town after that, She thought. After reading the info on Harkeness it seemed like every stereotype of Australians being beer drinkers and pub frequenters seemed to be personified in this man, calling himself ‘Captain Boomerang.’

“Sounds like a villains name from mothers time.” she thought as she stepped under the warm shower.

Two shampoo treatments, three cold water shocks and 20 minutes later Dinah stepped from the tiny excuse for a bathroom wrapped in a towel. Sitting on the bed she looked out the window, the little birds who had woken her up must have flown away as the sounds she heard were only of the street noises.

She absently started to wring her hair dry as her thoughts reverted to questions she had brought up earlier. Maybe WayneTech wasn’t the intended target. Or maybe a diversion? No more bombs had gone off there and she hadn’t found anything in the Wayne Enterprises files to substantiate his claim. Admittedly Bruce hadn’t been forthcoming in his answer. He hadn’t answered at all. But why would a man like Digger Harkness stick around someplace like this with no motive? Vacation? Did bad guys take vacations?


She stood up, closed the window and walked to her bags. What ever he was up too, she’d figure it out.

OOC: Okay….just a warm up post. Also, can I have some background on what this place is like? Back country? near Wayntech? where do the workers there live? I'm going into this totally blind.
 
RTB said:
I dropped myself hurling Bruce over me. But Bruce made it into a roll landing on his knees. Dammit this is going to be hard. I hear a cold laugh.

"How touching it is see my lover fighting the child."

"When this duel is done I'm coming for you and your going to wish you were never escaped."

Ivy just walked away with a slight laugh.I felt anger, then hatred. I turned my eyes to the task at hand...

"Bruce"

I can't stop myself. When I see myself aiming to punch Tim in the face I scream out to stop and I can't. When he ducks and I kick him in the kidneys I beg for my body to end and to take back the control I've worked so hard to have and always...ALWAYS seem to lose but I can't.

I will any part of my body to respond to my command. Any, just to make sure I'm still in some sort of control, I would show Tim how to knock me out by directing with my pinky if I could. I scream in every part of my body to respond to some way to take me out until one part finally works: my mouth.

"Rob--Robin. Seda--sedatives." I lose control of it for a moment and I grab Tim by the arm and put him in a hold behind his back. Then I grab control of my mouth again. "Cave--anti--antidotes--" I lose control again and I give Tim a hard right haymaker in the face, knocking him back.
 
Digger awoke again to the sound of keys entering the lock of his door. It was 12:30 P.M. and the maid was coming in to clean the suite. Digger sprung from the bed with the sheet wrapped around him and pushed the door shut on the maid. "CRIKES!!! I'M STILL IN HERE," he shouted.

"Sorry," came the startled woman's reply.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the time. He realized it was past check out and debated whether or not to stay another night. He decided against it and got dressed and grabbed his bag. In his line of work it was better to keep moving and he had already spent two nights in this suite.

He went out of the room and saw the maid down the hall. He approached her and tipped her $20, "Sorry if I startled yeh, lass, yeh do a fine job."

While Digger could never resign himself to a 'normal' job, he had a respect and appreciation for service employees. Unless they were keeping him from something he wanted to steal. In those instances he would kill without hesitation or remorse.

He strode confidently into the lobby for checkout. He settled his account and left $50 with the concierge as a tip for the help. Finished with his business, he turned to leave and noticed a tourist guide. He grabbed one as he exited to hail a taxi.

Riding in the cab, he perused the guide. 'Mebbe a safari...see some wild life... or find another hotel...with better food,' he thought to himself. But, for now he just wanted a good lunch. He was hungry.


TO BE CONTINUED...........
 
DarkKnightJRK said:
I can't stop myself. When I see myself aiming to punch Tim in the face I scream out to stop and I can't. When he ducks and I kick him in the kidneys I beg for my body to end and to take back the control I've worked so hard to have and always...ALWAYS seem to lose but I can't.

I will any part of my body to respond to my command. Any, just to make sure I'm still in some sort of control, I would show Tim how to knock me out by directing with my pinky if I could. I scream in every part of my body to respond to some way to take me out until one part finally works: my mouth.

"Rob--Robin. Seda--sedatives." I lose control of it for a moment and I grab Tim by the arm and put him in a hold behind his back. Then I grab control of my mouth again. "Cave--anti--antidotes--" I lose control again and I give Tim a hard right haymaker in the face, knocking him back.

"Thank you Bruce." I knock him down with a right hand and I quickly take a grappling hook out of my belt. Bruce regained his feet and he came charging at me and I shifted my weight and Bruce tripped and lost his footing once again. I quickly tie his legs up with the rope and I fired the hook onto a nearby tree. I pulled him up futher then I backed away.

"I'll be back." I started up my bike and taking one last look at Bruce, I sped off.
 
IC:Babs Gordon

Batman hasn't been responding to my trying to link to him. Not that it's new or unusual for him to do so, only, after what he has had to go through recently, I can't really be sure about anything. I give up my rather feeble attemps to push the pedals of the bike forward and climb down the stationary bike and settle in my chair. Giving out a frustrated sigh, I wipe away beads of sWeat from my forehead and wheel towards the computer console.

My legs ached painfully. At least I don't think it was that bad of a feeling really, just that after not feeling anything for years, a slight pinch anywhere below my waist elicited great pain. I turn on the system while my other hand runs along the surface of my thighs in an attempt to soothe out the muscles.

The link wasn't connecting to Batman. Alright, enough of trying to subdue my worry. I quickly type in the instructions to display his vital stats. My eyes widen at the internal chaos his body was apparently going through and I link up to Robin, "Okay. What's the matter with Bruce?"
 
Lex began reading newstories about himself. It was like a whole other person he was reading about. He then noticed a file on his hard drive called labled...absolute power.

He clicked on it but it was password protected...he tried everything he could think of and none of them worked. Until he tried one word that just felt right: SUPERMAN...suddenly an electronic journal opened up. He read things that he wrote down and he couldn't believe or understand any of it. Was he really this evil monster? Was he the sworn enemy of Superman? Did he really associate with people like the Joker so readily? Yet it all felt so right....
 
Bishop Cori said:
"Gotcha 'wing. You won't have to worry about the gun."
As she says those words, she aims a quick burst of heat vision at the gun's power supply as Freeze approaches them, blowing it up.
"NO!!! What did you do?" Freeze screams as he loses his primary weapon.
"You put the wraps on Vic there, and I'll make sure everyone's safe." I just will have to worry about over doing the heating process, hopefully I don't screw up, I want to look good in front of him.
With that she floats up and uses a low intensity charge of heat vision to begin thawing out the downtown area building by building.

"Good Work."

Nightwing whispered this..........but,considering Supergirl had super-hearing,He knew she'd hear it.

Focusing on the situation at hand,Nightwing leapt from the rooftop and kicked Freeze,again,on his glass bubble.

As Freeze staggered back,Nightwing contemplated on what to do,as far as Freeze went.

His glass bubble was all but indestructable,but it would take ALOT more kicks than that to break it open.And considering the Freeze gun was melted,if he DID break the bubble......Freeze would die.

There had to be another way.

"I'LL KILL YOU!!!!"

Freeze was pissed,and Nightwing knew it.Given that the only emotion he really could fell was anger,That wasnt good.

Nightwing took out two batarangs,not exactly knowing what to do with them.But,thats when he spotted the tank on Freezes back.

"Of Course..."

Nightwing remembered that Freeze used that tank to store his coolant.Thinking fast,he realised that if he timed it right,He could defeat Freeze.

He threw the batarangs into Freezes tank,and before any coolant could leak,he sent a hard flying kick to Freeze,sending him into a wall,back first.

"AGGGHHH!!!"

The coolant exploded out of his back,and sprayed everywhere.

Nightwing dove out of the way,behind a frozen car,until he stopped hearing the sound of the tank leaking.

He looked up,and saw that his plan worked....

Freeze was frozen in a block of ice,into the wall,and he wasnt getting out anytime soon.

Nightwing let out a sigh of relief,before turning on his comm.link.

"Barb....get the police over here.They need to pick up someone."

Nightwing noticed Supergirl was thawing out the rest of the area.....and doing an exceptionally good job.

He smiled,slightly.
 
IC:Babs Gordon

"Done." I say after calling up the GCPD, "And may I add, Good Job Boy Wonder!" I can't help but smirk despite the situation, "But I wish things were going so well on Batman's end...I'm having trouble contacting him...Can you go check out what's wrong?"
 
Kara heard him commend her, and blushed slightly.
Is it obvious that I think he's cute?
She finished thawing out the area, leaving only Mr. Freeze frozen to the wall where Nightwing had left him. Then she floated down to Nightwing.
"Hey, I've got a lead on the Mad Hatter, but you know I'm not much of a detective. Maybe you could help me round him up?"

And give me another chance to work with you.
 
Phantasm said:
IC:Babs Gordon

Batman hasn't been responding to my trying to link to him. Not that it's new or unusual for him to do so, only, after what he has had to go through recently, I can't really be sure about anything. I give up my rather feeble attemps to push the pedals of the bike forward and climb down the stationary bike and settle in my chair. Giving out a frustrated sigh, I wipe away beads of sWeat from my forehead and wheel towards the computer console.

My legs ached painfully. At least I don't think it was that bad of a feeling really, just that after not feeling anything for years, a slight pinch anywhere below my waist elicited great pain. I turn on the system while my other hand runs along the surface of my thighs in an attempt to soothe out the muscles.

The link wasn't connecting to Batman. Alright, enough of trying to subdue my worry. I quickly type in the instructions to display his vital stats. My eyes widen at the internal chaos his body was apparently going through and I link up to Robin, "Okay. What's the matter with Bruce?"

"One of Ivy's toxics got into his system I had to tie him up, I'm rushing back to the cave to get the antidote."
 
Phantasm said:
"Done." I say after calling up the GCPD, "And may I add, Good Job Boy Wonder!" I can't help but smirk despite the situation, "But I wish things were going so well on Batman's end...I'm having trouble contacting him...Can you go check out what's wrong?"

Nightwing smirks at the Boy wonder comment.

"You couldnt help it,could you?"

Nightwing then hears the part about Bruce,and everything becomes more serious.

"I'll try."

Nightwing goes to retrieve his cycle,when Supergirl floats down to him.

Bishop Cori said:
Kara heard him commend her, and blushed slightly.
Is it obvious that I think he's cute?
She finished thawing out the area, leaving only Mr. Freeze frozen to the wall where Nightwing had left him. Then she floated down to Nightwing.
"Hey, I've got a lead on the Mad Hatter, but you know I'm not much of a detective. Maybe you could help me round him up?"

And give me another chance to work with you.

"Cant.Oracle cant contact Batman,and I have to go check it out."

Nightwing looks at his trashed Bat-cycle.

"...Uh....On Second thought..."

Nightwing turns back to Supergirl.

"I'll make you a deal.If you fly me down to Robertson Park,So I can check on Batman,I'll help you catch Tetch."
 
"You got yourself a deal."
She grabs him and hugs him tight, holding him as close as she can. Then she lifts off, going only a fraction of her speed, not knowing how durable his costume would be at high speeds.
Not that I'd consider it a bad thing for his costume to be a little tattered... but he might.
From the air above Robertson Park, Kara sees the problem. "It's Ivy, Nightwing, I think a suitable plan would be for me to set you down out of her site, and then I could surprize her."
 
"Scan the area first.....Who knows if shes still here.Plus....I need to know where Batman is."

Nightwing and Supergirl land outside of Robertson Park.Nightwing notices The Batmobile parked outside.....and tire tracks.

Nightwing deduces the tracks are from a motorcycle....and considering Tim came aswell.....Its not hard to put two and two together.

"It looks like Robin left.I dont know if thats good or bad....."

Nightwing becomes somewhat worried.

OOC:I know....a short post.But,It'll move things along.:o
 

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