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

twylight said:
OOC: That's not even legal. :(
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OOC: And trading sex for social growth is?









BTW, once you get in, I'm gonna be 21 in two weeks, so..... ;)
 
OOC: Twylight, i may be in high school, but I didn't get to the top of the class by slacking off... ;)
 
OOC: Hey, you haven't quelled the rumours I just started about you being a gay dude, bat.
 
SuperFerret said:
OOC: And trading sex for social growth is?









BTW, once you get in, I'm gonna be 21 in two weeks, so..... ;)
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OOC: You mean it's not? :eek:

I have to get in first. :(

batnkevlar said:
OOC: Twylight, i may be in high school, but I didn't get to the top of the class by slacking off... ;)
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OOC: :eek: A little tiger! :eek:
 
OOC:We're getting off topic......:o

Does anyone else notice that?
 
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And now back to regularly schedueled game...
 
OOC: And exactly that---OOC. We have a thread for these comments. This is the game thread. Prospective members don't want to read that stuff here. Neither do I for that matter. Take it next door.


IC:

Digger Harkness had arrived at the assigned departure location 15 minutes before noon. He saw the Twylight Tours van, and people already loading gear on board. Old people. Old, grey, people. Old, grey, wrinkled people. It dawned upon Digger why this travel outfit was called 'Twylight Tours. It was a tour/safari for retiree's. His excitement level sank. There had NO mention of this being a geriatric trip in the tour guide. He immediately decided to stick a boomerang in the tour guide publishers eye upon his return.

Sullenly, he climbed out of the taxi and retrieved his gear from the trunk. As he approached the tour van he spotted two men about his age securing baggage atop the van. They were wearing collared knit shirts with Twylight logo's.

"Hello, kid, you with the tour company?" an overweight elderly man asked.

"No, I'm a customer," Digger replied dryly.

"Ah...bit young for this group, aint'cha? Well, I'm Irving. Irving Weinberg, and that lovely lady over there is my wife, Edna." He was indicating a 60ish grey haired woman who was as wide as she was tall.

Digger sighed. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Toss your gear up, mate," came a voice from above. It was a Twylight guide on top of the van. The name stitched on the front of his shirt read 'Hans.'

'This just keeps gettin better,' Digger thought, as he tossed up his baggage. 'At least dodging these old codgers and guides will be easy enough.'


OOC: Off to work, will post again tonight. Bird and the worm? ouch!!! Just make sure the worm doesn't turn out to be a snake. heh.
 
The Titans exit the tower to find themselves surrounded by the dozens of HIVE henchmen.
"Kon, Cassie, you guys up for a challenge? The one of us with the least HIVE members taken out buys the other two lunch. Deal?"
"You're on, Kara! I could always use a free meal!"
"Why do I get the feeling that you two are gonna cheat and leave me to pick up the tab?"
"Because we are!"the girls said in unison, with a wink to each other.
With that, the Titans sprang the first move. Conner started using his tactile-telekinesis to dismantle the armor of the soldiers two at a time. Kara flew up to get a vantage point and started using her heat vision to short out the operating systems of their jet packs. Once they were grounded Cassie made quick work of each with her lasso, and swift punches. Cyborg and Beast Boy were teaming up in unusual ways to take out their own fair share of the soldiers. Gar morphed into a swordfish and Vic launched him at what looked to be a field leader. After penetrating his armor, Gar switched forms quickly to a gorilla and proceeded to finish off the commander. Kid Flash was making short work out of several of his own when suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks at the beach near the Tower. There was someone in a highly sophisticated suit of armor, quite obviously the new HIVE Leader. It was quite obviously a well built girl, which was one reason Bart stopped. The other was that he had an eerie feeling that it was someone he knew.
Raven had been hanging back healing teammates when needed and trying to get a feel for the situation.
~"I'm getting odd feelings from our enemies. Like they have no feelings of their own, just blank really. I'm also getting a strong mental read out from near the beach, where Barthol - err I mean Bart is."~
At the beach, Bart is still trying to figure out who this person may be.
"Haven't figured it out yet, Impulse? I'm someone you know very well. An old friend you may say, but do friends abandon and replace each other as quickly as you, Kon, Tim and Cassie did? I get injured trying to help, trying to avoid my destiny; and I'm thrown aside like bad meat. I see you've also replaced Cissie with a new archer. I've shyed away from my heritage for far too long. The girl you knew as Empress is gone, I'm now the new Queen Bee." The Queen Bee took off her helmet to reveal her bronze eyes and uniquely purple hair.
"Anita?!? Why?"
 
Lex called Senator Keating once more and asked, "What have your White House sources told you Donald?"

~He replied, "Lex it is a mad-house over there. Ross is trying to line up as many allies as he can but not a lot of them are falling into line. Hardly any of them and he is calling in favor after favor but people around here are already seeing him as a lame-duck. It seems like it is almost a fore-gone conclusion you're going to run."~

Lex said, "Perhaps it is time to let the chips fall where they may.. Would you be willing to be my running mate Donald?"

~Senator Keating said, "I'd be honored Sir. You can count on me, and I'll start lining up our allies in the legislature. When would you like for me to get things rolling here offically?"~

Lex replied, "Not until the announcement becomes offical. I will be going on 'Eye on Metoroplis' at noon today to announce it until then do what you can quietly."

~Keating said, "You got it sir, and welcome back to the game. It hasn't been the same without you."~

Luthor said, "Thank you Donald. We'll talk again after the annoucement. Unitl then let's have some fun."

~Keating replied, "Oh don't worry we will sir. Goodbye...Mr. President."~

Lex chuckled and said, "Goodbye Donald." As he hung up he called Angela Chen and told her he'd like to come on her show at noon to make an annoucement. She said she couldn't wait and that he was more than welcomed to be on there.
 
Joker is resting comfortably in a recreation lounge in Arkham Asylum. He is bound from head to toe in restraints. He's also strapped to a dolly. He reminded the other newly captured inmates of Hannibal Lecter's appearance in the Silence of the Lambs.

Joker had been rolled infront of a television set bolted to the far wall. On the TV, the news played.

"...And, in other news today, Metropolis billionaire Lex Luthor has made headlines again by stating that he may possibly be interested in running for presidency once again."

Joker's complete attention was now focused on the news playing. A strange tear was also ripping out from the inside of Joker's bindings as a small knife poked out.

"Despite being tied to known supervillains last year and attempting to lay waste to this great city of Metropolis and threatening the planet with missiles, the American public seems to crave Lex's no-nonsense attitude. No doubt, bald will be this country's hot ticket once again."

By the time the commercial came on, Joker had worked his way out of the restraints, killed everyone in the room, and ran out of the building.
 
*Hal contacts the heroes of Earth*

"Luthor's back guys. The Earth needs a Justice League."
 
IC:Babs Gordon

I wheel out of the gym with a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of my lips and my body bathed with sweat. Finally, after hours of bearing excruciating pain, my useless legs proved that they weren't completely hopless. The physical therapist W.E sent over was as brutally determined as Batman and wouldn't budge regardless of any of my pleadings that enough was enough. My legs hurt real bad, sometimes even to the point where I just wanted to give up,forget all about ever standing on my two feet again.But he wouldn't call off the work out until I met his orders of stretching my legs, 'a little bit further', along with all the muscle stregnthening activities. After yearning for feeling of any kind in my lower half for so long, I didn't realize that feeling something could be so painfull.

I rub my hands along my thighs in a futile attempt to soothe the throbbing muscles. But the ironic part was where after laying there on the floor mat for hours with tears of frustration streaming down the sides of my face and simply feeling myself slowly, painfully stretching out my legs by my own will and knowing that this was what I wanted to feel from here on. I would trade the comfortable, numbness of my legs any instant for that feeling of excruciating pain assosiated with moving the limbs of my legs by my own sheer force.Something I'd forgotten I'd ever possessed.

Now sitting here in my chair, for once realizing that I may be independant of it pretty soon, all I wanted was for Dick to see me.I wanted him to know that I was no longer a cripple...or atleast...I won't be soon enough. It was funny because, all of a sudden I felt as if I was truely worthy of him...and that he was not better off with Kory or Helena...or any of those women I'd rather not think about right now...

Where was he...?I had called up his office back at Bludhaven just to make sure that he was there but apparently...he hadn't reported for work in days...He doesn't like it when I kep tabs on him, which isn't hard for me to do with all the computer manipulating that I've taken up to doing...

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I make my way over to the computer console and browse through stuff...Gotham's been relatively peacefull the last couple of days...lets see whats up in Metropolis.. With the typing of a few instructions I've hacked into the Lex Corp security system. You never know the kind of things Luthor comes up with ...and better be safe than sorry. I download the video feed from the survience cameras installed in the building, Luthor's Office to be specific, along with any of the audio material...

This could be interesting...I watch various tapes...until a particular one sparks up my interest. I lean in closer to the screen, curiosity piqued and higher up the volume,"Perhaps it is time to let the chips fall where they may.. Would you be willing to be my running mate Donald?"

I zoom up to his face, not sure if I'd heard it correct and rewind the clip. My mouth drops in horror as his face twists into a condecending smirk as he repeats the words. I see the rest of the conversation taking place ending with, "Oh don't worry we will sir. Goodbye...Mr. President."

The phone is shut and I am left staring, mouth agape at the glaring screen.

BAtman...

I connect to the Batcomputer and transfer all this to its system, "Batman, you may be interested in this..."
 
Clark woke up and he was staring at stars. He sat up and realized that he was lying in a crater twenty feet in diameter. Something jabbed into his back, he pulled it out from under him. It was a metal road sign, crumpled up. It read: Metropolis - 10 miles. He looked towards the horizon at the Metropolis skyline. He was too weak to fly there.

"I guess I should start walking."
 
I wake up again at 5 minutes to 6...PM. Jesus. I slept 12 hours. Considering the hell I've been in last night, I really don't mind. I get out of bed and climb into the shower, trying to clean away all the sweat and guilt all over me.

After fifteen minutes I step out and head into some clean clothes. I won't get into the suit yet, not until I see what's going on so I can prepare better.

I walk to the Grandfather clock when Alfred stops me.

"Earlier this morning you promised to tell me what happened here last evening. You wouldn't want to break a promise, now would you?" Good God, I was dreading having to tell him this. "You should probably let it out, sir. As the youngsters might put it these days, you look like hell."

"Alright...It turns out Tim has betrayed us, becoming some deranged vigilantie called The Red Hood. He's also connected to the murder of Poison Ivy. Dick's missing and we can't figure out where he is." This was the one I was most dreading to say. "I...I was really messed up and...I...I tried to kill myself. The Spectre helped me...with mom. Then Joker attacked here, signifying that he knows who I am. ...Now, would you blame me if I looked like hell?"

For the first time in ages, it looked like Alfred--a man who's sharp toungue was masked (a lot like my mask hides my face) with his British properness--couldn't think of anything to say.

"Master Bruce...wait. What do you mean when you said your mom helped you? You can't be suggesting that Miss Martha--"

"Yeah. She was sent by The Spectre to help talk myself out of it. ...I have to get into the cave. Lots of work to do."

I walk down into the cave, leaving a dumbfound Alfred behind.

First order of business--Tim's recent break-in. I first set up a blood test to see if there are any chemicals in it. While I wait, I start with the bigger job--resetting all the codes for the Cave and the Manor. It probably won't help so much, but it's conforting. After I finish that chore, I look at the finished results--nothing in his blood suggested any chemical enhancers or anything of the sort. However Tim snapped, it was all on his own.

"Batman, you may be interested in this..." Barbra. It's then when the video feeds come to life, and I see what Luthor is planning to do.

"Luthor's back guys. The Earth needs a Justice League." Hal.

"I'm on my way, Hal." I close the comm to him and return to Barbra.

"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...
 
The camera light turned on as ~Anglea Chen said, "Good afternoon and welcome to Eye on Metropolis I'm Angela Chen. I realize that many of you were expecting to see an interview with Deputy Mayor Samuels this afternoon about our school system budget problems. We will have him on tomorrow afternoon, but this afternoon we have in our studio a man who is no stranger to budgets and Metroplois. Former President Lex Luthor. Mr. Luthor welcome to our show."~

Lex replied, "Well thank you Angela it's a pleasure as always to be here."

~Angela asked, "Mr. Luthor let's cut right to it. Are you or are you not running for President of the United States once again?"~

Lex replied, "Yes I am. I am formally annoucing my candidacy for President of the United States. Senator Donald Keating of Texas will be my running mate as well, and together we shall restore the United States to it rightful place in the world and give our people hope once again."

~Anglea asked, "When you say restore it and give the people hope once again what do you mean?"~

Lex looked in the camera and said, "Angela I have watched the defiect grow in this country under President Ross' adminstration, I have seen unemployment figures skyrocket, and many in the world community don't even notice the United States anymore. They see us as just another country not a world leader. Now if you're trying to make friends and be safe then that is the way to run a country. However if you want to see growth and progress then you have to be willing to take chances. Before my resignation and my associations with some less than moral company to be kind, our country was growing and moving forward. In the world community no one dared to question or even think of moving against us as never before. As President I will do everything in my power to restore pride, honor and hope in our nation here and abroad. I make no promises save one, if I am elected I will serve this office to the best of my ability seeking only the glory of our country."

~Angela said, "Powerful words Mr. Luthor one question before we go to break, you mentioned certain indviduals who are known criminals that you were associated with. Would you care to address that issue?"~

Lex responded, "I make no secret about that Angela. I made a mistake, I have a past that is tainted and less than stellar. These are mistakes that I must live with and I regret. However I can state for the record that 1) I am no longer associated with any of those indviduals, 2) I am devoted to the work of my foundation here in Metropolis and thoughtout the world, 3) Thanks to certain members of the Justice League I have had a mind opening experience that has helped me deal with certain issues. You could say (looking into the camera) that it's almost like my past was wiped clean."

~Angela says, "Mr. Luthor we thank you for choosing our show to make this grand announcement on we look forward to anymore exclusives if possible and we wish you the best of luck." ~

Lex leans in and kisses Anglea on the cheek and says, "My dear it was a pleasure as always."

~Angela looks at the camera and says, "We'll be right back with Michael Kelly's look at the growing trend of youth influenced coffee houses in Metropolis."~

~The floor manager yells, "we're clear"~

Lex thanks Angela and exits the studios.
 
Joker climbs under the razor wire fence lining Arkham's grounds and walks into the middle of the nearest road. He patiently waits for an oncoming vehicle.

Less than a minute later, an icecream truck happens by and predictably slows to a stop at the sign of someone standing in its path. But by the time the driver recognizes the Joker's face in his headlights, it's too late. Joker had already ran to the driver's door and pulled him out, onto the pavement.
Joker climbed into the seat and floored the accelerator.

"MR. J GOES TO METROPOLIS!"
 
Digger watches as Hans ties down his gear atop the tour van. Another taxi arrives with a balding man and blue haired woman inside. As they exit the vehicle, Digger realizes he has forgotten to pack something into his carry-on bag.

"Hans...where's a liquor store here abouts, mate?" he asks.

Hans points, "About a block over...we're set to leave in about 15 minutes, Mr. Franklin," he replies.

Digger scrambles across the street and up the block in the direction Hans had indicated. He arrives at the liquor store drenched in sweat. He is fully aware that he cannot conceivably tote around enough beer for this excursion, so he makes a quick adjustment.

"Shopkeep!! I need a fifth of Fine Scotch, two quarts of rum, a bottle of tequila, and a six-pack of cold beer right away!!" he says, hurriedly.

The dark skinned man behind the counter lokks at him strangely. The man couldn't understand English. Digger began pointing at bottles and the man gathered them. He bolted back to the cooler to gather himself a six-pack of South African Ale, and hurried back to the counter. The shopkeeper tallied the amount due and showed Digger a number on a calculator. Digger paid the man and began shoving the bottles into his napsack. Without waiting for change he rushed out and speed-walked back to the tour bus with the cold sixer in his hand.

"Just wanted a few cold ones for the drive," he said, sweating profusely.

"No hurry needed, after all," Irving said angrily, and glanced at Hans, who was under the hood of the tour van. "Damn van won't start...we're stuck until he fixes it, or they call in another one."

Digger was angered. Still, he offered Irving a beer, and the two angry vacationers shared a cold beer while they stood in the shade grumbling about life's mishaps.


TO BE CONTINUED.................
 
(OOC: Since I'm in a rush this one will be kinda brief)

After convincing Static and company do regulary do the lawn and keep an eye on his place (in their secret id's of course) in exchance for them to use it as another place to gather. John finishes up dealing with his email. And after in improtu meeting of his immediate neighboors (including one that looks like Kama Tu). John starts to make his way back to africa to deal with the new problems that had popped up in his absense.

"Damn. If it isn't one thing it's another." she says to himself as she crosses over the coast and enters the continents airspace.
 
batnkevlar said:
*Hal contacts the heroes of Earth*

"Luthor's back guys. The Earth needs a Justice League."
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John hears this as he crosses over africa. "No kidding Hal. Just call me when you need me." he answers him back mentally.
 
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