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

[Batman]

OOC:MY GOD!!!

Joker is f**kin evil....

I mean....A CHILD?!?!!?!?!?!

Hes a monster.....

























Great work,Keyser.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: ...You mean you DIDN'T know that? :|



Seriously, damn right ole' Keyser's doing good work.

 

[Batman]

OOCh,I knew.

Ive just never seen him kill a child......er....wait.....

*remembers Jason Todd*

Uh...nevermind.

But yeah,Keysers a great Joker.

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Just incase some don't know, the "House" is a casino underneath the Nevada desert where supervillains can do what they want in order to have fun. It was run by a woman named Roulette, but I'm not sure if she's still around or not, so if anyone wants to inform me of her current status, I'd be grateful.

IC: The Parasite was given a jeep and was driving out to a supposedly abandoned military bunker out in the middle of nowhere. He was feeling a tad hungry, but the desert sun kept him fed well enough. He was in the form of one of the many nameless soldiers in his employer's business. In his disguise, Rudy had slicked back red hair and a clean shaven face. He currently wore a set of dark green shorts and a light brown T-shirt. He had been given access to a limited (but vast) amount of money through untracable government funds via multiple credit cards. Rudy was set to have a nice vacation in a hotel and casino made especially for people like him.

Almost two hours of driving off into the void of the desert, Rudy could see the seemingly abandoned military bunker in the distance. It took him another ten minutes before he slowed to a stop and got out of the jeep. Rudy cautiously walked to a large titanium set of doors and rapped his knuckles loudly on the metal surface that had been baking in the sun.

A moment later, a steel panel on the door spun around, revealing a monitor that exposed the face of a man who looked like Tommy Lee Jones from MIB. The man took one long look at Rudy's false playboy-like appearance and gave a slight sneer. "What is your business here?"

Rudy gave a tilted smile and replied "Name's Rudy Jones. You probably heard'a me by the name 'Parasite'. I'm here to have some fun with--" Rudy transformed his right hand into its normal purple clawed shape while the rest of him remained in human form. He grabbed a large wad of cash from his pocket and waved it infront of the monitor with his large purple hand to emphasize. "All'a this cash."

The 'Man in Black' looked impressed with the money shown to him and quickly opened the doors, giving the Parasite access to his target.

Rudy shifted his hand back into human form and climbed back into his jeep and drove into the gates of hell.

 

[Twitch]

"Was that all you wanted? To stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim? Is this why you threw away all you ideals? So you can stop being Robin? Why are you doing this, Tim?"

"To prove I have what it taked to go over the edge......unlike you."

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

[OOC]Ah, yea it's been awhile since I've come here. I've been really busy with what's been going on, ie. AP's, IB's, Internship presentations, and prom. If you've already bunnyed me it's cool, if you need to I'm fine with it. Anyways, I'm not exactly too into posting atm since school is so close to ending. I'll prolly take the time to look around later. Once again sry for the lack of posts.[/OOC]

 

[twylight]

OOC: Joker KILLED a little girl?!?!?!?!?! WHAT?

 

[Batman]

OOC:^See?

Its shocking and sick at the same time,isnt it?






























Perfect for The Joker...

 

[Savage]

OOC: Yeah, Keyser is doin an awesome job with this.
Alright RoseRed. Don't know if I can write Zoom as good as you did though.

*It has been weeks since Linda's death. The entire league and myself have been searching everywhere on earth for Zoom. Everywhere. But we find nothing. Nothing. Where the hell could he have gone?*

*I get my suit ready for her funeral. Tidey myself up, comb my hair, fix my tie. I didn't bother to write a eulogy. This is something that has to come from the heart. You can't premeditate these things. I walk outside my room and the watchtower and Elongated man meets me out the door. Haven't been able to step inside my own house since the murder. Elongated man is one of my best friends and has hung out with me outside of the League. He knows Linda, he comes to our Thanksgiving dinners and Christmas parties. We're transported to earth and we take cab there as to not look suspicious.*

*The entire ride was quiet. Which I know is odd for the both of us but you have to understand the situation that we are in...Anyway, we get there. We decided to have the funeral out in the open. I was against it. Didn't want rain ruining this day but unexpectedly it's one of the most beautiful days that I have ever seen in my life. She would love this. I see her and my insides go hollow. This is even thougher than the past few weeks*

*We take our seats along with the rest of her family. Some of them don't exactly give me warm looks. They blame me partially and quite frankly I don't blame them. I wasn't there with her when she needed me the most...and it seems like I'm never there. They wondered why she stayed with me, and to tell you the truth, so did I. The late nights, rumors of me cheating on her, I was not a welcome addition to the family.*

*It doesn't matter to me though. I've tuned out everyone, even the priest going on with his "life after death" jargon. There's only me and her, the most beautiful human being on the planet and there was nothing I could do to protect her...and I can't help but shed a tear...some big, tough, superhero I am...It's my turn to get up on the podium. I take one long look at her and I'm ready...nothing is going to ruin this. Nothing...But that's when I look ahead, past the crying mother, leering father and brothers, and all the grieving family and all that is changed. I see him leaning there, smirk on his face, and my void is filled with nothing but scarring hot rage.*

IC:*I crack his jaw as quick as I look at him. He wasn't expecting me to go full power in public but I just don't care anymore. He took away my only reason to care and god help if he isn't gonna pay. I won't give him the chance to even realize what is happening to him.*

*He goes under my next punch and elbows me in the ribs and then to the back of my head. From there he hooks his arm around my neck and flips me over flat on my stomach. He then stomps my head into the dirt and leaves it there.*

Zoom-"This is you at your best? This is the long anticipated 'wrath' I've been lookin forward to? All that hype and for what? For some--"

*I need to shut him up now! He loses his balance when I dissapear from beneath his feet. Enough time for him to wake up with some broken ribs in a completely new environment, covered in debris, me on his chest, pounding away at his face. I grab his bolts and slam his head repeatedly into the cement floor of wherever we are. I'm not even sure, when all of a sudden he phases through and my face is slammed into the concrete. My arms are stuck in there and I look up in time to see his sledgehammer halfway through the air towards my head, big ass grin on his face. I phase through and into the basement and I still get a sledghammer to the side of the head, another shot to the knee and another to the back of the head, nearly knocking me out cold.*

Zoom-"*shaking his head*...look at you...Pathetic... GOD I am so f**king PISSED!"
*Get up.*
Zoom-"WHAT a dissapointment!"
*Come on get up. Your eyes are still open. It's not over yet. Get up*
Zoom-"I have been planning this for ooooh so long and you don't even put up a good fight! Do you have any idea how insulting that is to me?! Do you?!"
*I can't do it.*
Zoom-"GOD!"
*Linda, I'm sorry, I can't do it.*
Zoom-"Well...We've had alot of good times together Wally. I'm not gonna deny it...It's a shame it had to end this way. I was expecting something more...climactic. This big battle of speed forces. The clash of the titans. But *shrugs*...this'll do nicely.. *He swings the sledgehammer back*"
*I'm sorry.*

*SLACK!*
Zoom-"...What?!"
*Zoom looks down to see that he has hit nothing but concrete*
Zoom-"No...Nooo, no, no, no, no, no. Where are you? Stop hiding you son of a b**ch! Where are you?!...NOOO!!! NO, NO, NO, NO! DAMN IT! NO! MOTHERF**KER! *throwing a temper tantrum and throwing his sledghammer*. SO CLOSE! SO F**KING CLOSE! WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!"

*I wake up in the watchtower, tubes coming out the wazoo. Ralph sitting next to my bed, staring at the floor, fist over mouth.*
Flash-"...r...ralph?"
Elongated-Man-"Oh thank god! *he gives me a big hug.*"
Flash-"OW! Watch it man!"
Elongated-Man-"Sorry! You just looked like a goner man."
Flash-"...what happened?"
Elongated-Man-"One minute you were on the podium ready to give your eulogy and the next you were gone. Nobody knew what happened. You just dissapeared. Your niece mentioned that she saw the Flash there but he looked different and I called the Watchtower right away."

*Zoom. The events hit me like monster truck and I try to get up but Elongated keeps me down.*
Elongated-Man-"Woah! Dude! You're in no shape to get up!"
Flash-"I'm fine. It's just a little headache."
Elongated-Man-"Headache my ass. J'onn said he saw you laying face first in your own blood with Zoom about to slam in the final nail. He got you out of there before your head became a jigsaw puzzle."
Flash-"Well I'm fine now. Everything is superfast remember?"

*I rip the tubes off and get off the bed. Still a little sore but it'll pass.*
Elongated-Man-"Where do you think you're going?"
Flash-"I must find Zoom. I had my chance and I blew it by being hot-headed. I won't let that happen again."
Elongated-Man-"Well Eastwood, before you go looking for trouble, don't you think you should, I dunno, PLAN it first?"
Flash-"...."
*He's got a point there. Damn, aren't I ever right?"

Elongated-Man-"You rejected our help before and look where that got you. The next time you face Zoom, you're not doing it alone. You are just going to have to put your vendetta aside."



OOC: Was actually plannin on killin em both off but I can't do that to RoseRed.

 

[Batman]

Nightwing was taken into the throne room once more.....by request.

Ras looked at him.

"Ah,The Detective.You Think You Had Won The Duel,Didnt you?"

Nightwing just stood,silent.

"Well?"

"Stop calling me Detective."

Ras stared at him.

"We've been over this....You dont have a choice in the matter."

"I WOULDNT have a choice.......If Gotham was really in danger."

Ras raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"You never put a bomb under the Clocktower.You nver had access to one.You did this to test me.To see if I truly could be your successor......RAS successor.You were bluffing this whole time."

Ras stood.

"Very Good,Detec..."

"Dont call me that."

Ras frowned.

"I may not have a bomb at my disposal in Gotham City,but you forget......I have hundreds of thousands of ninjas at my disposal."

"Thats the other thing I wanted to mention."

Nightwing stepped closer.

"....You dont."

"What?"

"Ra's Al Ghul was a man that lived for over 600 years.While his actions were....questionable.....He did have a certain code of honor.He led his legue of shadows as a true leader,even if he was evil."

"What is your point?"

Nightwing stepped even closer.

"Your NOT Ras Al Ghul."

Ras raised another eyebrow.

"Dont act surprised.It was a matter of putting the clues together.The way you acted,these tests,you killed Nyssa,you took me instead of Batman.......This wasnt Ras Al Ghul."

Nightwing looked Ras right in the eye.

"The Real.....TRUE Ras Al Ghul would've actually made a bomb,taken it to Gotham,hid it under the Clocktower,and taken BATMAN....not me.Because Batman was one of a kind.He was the only one worty of Ras throne.Ras wouldnt've just handed it over to the next person in line......thats where you failed."

Ras eyes widened slightly.Nightwing smiled.

"The real clue was when I cut your arm.It turned to dust.If Ras WAS alive,he would've been completley restored by the Lazurus Pit.But not you...."

Nightwing smirked.

"...Clayface."


Ras/Clayface looked up at him.And instead of getting mad...He smiled.

"Very good,Nightwing.Very..........VERY Good."

Ras body slowly melted,into Clayfaces true form.He was exposed for the monster he truly was.

"Give it up,Clayface.Its over........I won."

"HAHAHAHAHA....You think so?!?!?!?Well,Birdy Boy,YOUR WRONG.You see,You've only learned......HALF....Of The truth."

Nightwing raised an eyebrow.

"You see....Im not ALL of Clayface.Im only about a fourth of em......The rest a me is still in Gotham."

"Why?Why take over Ra's Al Ghuls empire?Why kidnap ME?"

Clayface smiled.

"Because I needed to make the performance believable.I studied up on The Demons Head once I came up with this BRILLIANT sceme."

"Brilliance is hardly a word I'd associate with you..."

"Laugh it up,Wing.Even YOU were surprised when you heard about it from Ubu."

Nightwings eyes widened.

"You knew about that?"

"Of course.You see,I have these little bits of clay residue all over the castle....watching....listening.....to anything and everything that goes on in here.By the way...I LOVED your little pathetic attempts at calling Batman.You seem to forget we're about 200,000 miles from Gotham City,give or take...."

"That still doesnt explain why you kidnapped me."

"I did it because Batman would be less of a threat to me.He,for sure,would make his way through The League Of Shadows.....and then to me.But you,however,I didnt expect.So,I kidannped you with this ole offer,and then sent you through a bunch of these tests.....Hoping to kill you in the process,but I must say....You did better than I expected."

"Why Ras Al Ghul?What was so special about him?"

"What're you,nuts?Money and power.Ra's Al Ghul controls a friggin ARMY of ninjas,and hes got a fortune that could rival Bruce Waynes....."

Clayface looked at Nightwing,with an evil smile.

"....Or should I say,Batman's?"

Nightwings eyes widnened.

"How did y..."

"When I took on this role,I got more than Ras Al Ghuls empire.......I got his secrets.Oh,and I know alot more than that.I know about Tim Drake,Barbara Gordon,Jean Paul Valley.....and Dick Grayson."

Nightwing frowned.

"So....You know everything,basically.Right?"

"Yep.And,to boot,I get to keep all that....AND the money."

"Not If I Stop You."

Nightwing lunged forward as Clayface started to form a weapon for his hand.

The final test was about to start.

OOCne more post,and I should be on my way back to Gotham....

OOC:Sorry for the delay.....Ive been busy.This is the final post in my arc before I start a new one.

IC:


Nightwing lunged at Clayface.....powerful,and determined to end this once and for all.

Clayface grabbed him by the leg in mid air,and threw him into a nearby wall.

As Nightwing got up,he spotted the weapons of which were taken from him.

He had to get to them...

Clayfaces hands turned into a hammer,and a blade.

"Is that the best you can do,Wing?"

He swung the hammer at Nightwing,who dodged.

He swung the blade at Nightwing,who...again....dodged.

Determined to get his weapons back,Nightwing took a chance......and DOVE right through Clayface.

Before Clayface could think to harden his skin,Nightwing blasted out of his back,and landed behind him.

Taking Ra's sword that Clayface had used in his "performance" as him,Nightwing sliced off Clayfaces arms,which went straight at him once he got near the throne,where his weapons were.

"AGGGH!!!"

Taking the opprotunity,Nightwing dived after his gauntlets and billy clubs,before being snatached by Clayfaces newly formed arms.

"Got'cha!"

Nightwing struggled to get his weapons,as he was being pulled back by Clayface.

Come on,Grayson....You can do this.Just a little further....

Nightwing stuck his arm out as far as he could,and managed to grab one of his gauntlets.

"No use.Your done for,Grayson."

Clayface pulled Nightwing into his body,attempting to suffocate him.As Nightwing struggled to get out,Clayface massed his own form,making himself even bigger and stronger.

"YOUR DEAD,GRAYSON!!!Once Im done with you.....Im taking Gotham for myself.Starting with the redhea....AAAHHHHH!!!!"

A Grappling hook shot out of his head,latching onto the roof.Within seconds,Nightwing was pulled out of him,and was dangling above Clayface.

"Your not going to make it to Gotham."

Unleashing a crapload of electric mini-batarangs onto Clayface,Nightwing swung from the grapnel,and landed right by the rest of his weapons.

By the time Clayface recovered,Nightwing was finally geared up,and kicked him in the face.

"You know what electricity does to Clay?"

Nightwing sent a right hook to him.

"...It depends.It can melt it......or......in your case...."

Nightwing sent a backhook,and a roundhouse kick to Clayface.

"...HARDEN it."

Nightwing produced regular Batarangs,and threw them into Clayface,cracking his body,slightly.

"N...NO!!!Electricity doesnt harden Clay....thats absurd!!"

"Not when the electricity is coming from frozen steel."

"WHAT?!?!"

"You kept my weapons too close to the wall......and we're on a SNOWY mountain.You do the math."

Clayface was cracking even more......He was breaking apart....until finally....

-CRACK-

Clayface EXPLODED into dust.

He would survive.....but he wouldnt be going anywhere any time soon.

As Nightwing went for the door,He noticed that more clay was coming into the room.

"Oh crap......the clay residue...."

CLayface mentioned he had kept little bits of clay around the castle,to monitor everything.And now,because of them,he was reforming.

Clayface was beginning to form back into his old self,only now.....since he had more clay in him than before,he was stronger than ever.He was still mishapen,but he was getting back.

"G..r...Ay....So...N!!!!"

He grabbed Nightwing,and was forcing him back in.

Whats worse was....Nightwing didnt have any more electric batarangs left.

Dammit...Hes going to win.I cant....no....I WONT let him.

Touching a certain compartment on his gauntlet,Nightwing hesitated.....but he had no choice.

Taking out his One time use 1,000 volt tazer,He stuck it into Clayface,and dove out of the way,as Clayface was shocked into oblivion.

By the time the tazer had run out,Clayface was nothing but a liquid puddle.

He was still alive,though,as He slithered his way into an air vent.

But he wasnt going to be able to reform.


Nightwing dropped to his knees.

Finally.....after all of this time.....it was over.

He didnt know how long,exactly,He'd been held capitve......But everyone was probably worried sick.

How in the hell was he going to get back?!?!

Then,Ubu entered.

"What happened?"

Nightwing looked up at him,sweating.

"He...Clayface.It was Clayface."

"Who?"

"A shapeshifter.Batman and I had delt with him before......But hes done."

"So.....It really wasnt my master,as I had suspected?"

"Nope.Your masters still dead......And I guess.....Your the new leader of the league of shadows."

"No."

Nightwing raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"I am not the one worthy of his empire."

"But your the one thats the most powerful,now.You should be leader."

"Nyssa is dead.There is only one that can lead us now."

Who the hell was he talking about?

"Who?"

"....Ra's Al Ghul."

Nightwings eyes widened.

They were going to revive Ra's....the REAL Ra's.

"But...You cant."

Ubu frowned.

"INFEDEL!I shall do as I please."

Ubu punched Nightwing,as everything went black.










"Ung..."

Nightwing woke up,on some sort of....docking bay.

Terrific.....Ubu had dropped him there,and went of to revive Ra's Al Ghul.

Well.....Bruce was certainly going to be happy about this.....

He checked his comm.link,to see if he could catch a ride.

No luck....as his comm.link was damaged.

Dammit.....

To top that,Nightwing didnt have the slightest clue as to where He was.

A stranger approched him,and started to speak in another lauguage.....but Nightwing could understand it.

(in another language)"Are you all right?"

(in same language)"Yes.Where am I?"

(language)"You are in South America."

South America?

Well....at least he wasnt far from North America....

(launguage)"I am from North America.I need to get back there.....is there any way?"

(language)"If you act quickly,I can sneak you aboard that ship,over there."

The man indicated a ship,which was carrying crates of unknown origin.

(language)"Will it take me back?"

The man nodded.

Within an hour,Nightwing was aboard the ship,heading back to the states.

It'd still take awhile to get back to Gotham,but hey.....it could be a hell of alot worse.

 

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Thanks again for the positive feedback guys. I really wasn't sure if I'd went too far that time. But then I thought I had to somehow top shooting a pregnant woman in the gut. But seriously, its great to know you are liking my work as The Joker. You are all great posters over here, and I can tell I'm going to continue to have a great time playing this RPG.

 

[Batman]

OOC:With The Joker,I dont think its possible to go too far........cause he'd probably do it anyway.

 

[twylight]

OOC: Yeah well...a 6 year old girl?

I'm tempted to have Dinah take him out.

 

[Batman]

OOC: Yeah well...a 6 year old girl?

I'm tempted to have Dinah take him out.

OOC:You can have whatever's left when Dick is done with him.........

 

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker sat on the chair, in near total darkness.

"Life's funny, isn't it? One day, you can be on top of the world, full of hopes and dreams. The next day you can be dead. Or maybe you just wish you're dead, your whole life ruined. Or maybe, just maybe, you could wind up going totally bonkers- just like me! HA HA!"

The Joker let out a dark, sinister giggle.

"But that's what I've always said. All it takes is one bad day. One bad day, and anyone could end up as crazy as I am. But madness is...how can I say it? It's a gift! Yes, that's what it is. I mean...look at me! You should have seen what I was like before. Heh heh, I was a nobody. Going crazy was the best thing that ever happened to me!"

The Joker smiled, almost mournfully.

"Murder. Chaos. Terror. Those are the things I'm really good at. You don't know how good it is to finally find something you're good at. Finally find your own niche, you know? And...I'm happy the way things are. I don't want change: if it ain't broke don't fix it. Ha ha! And...and I hope you understand that...Harley."

The Joker leaned in closer to Harley Quinn. She was lying unconscious on the hospital bed. The Joker, on a sort of whim, had decided to pay her a little visit. Some of his patented laughing gas had taken care of the night staff and now, here he was, sitting by her bedside.

"You getting pregnant? Tsk tsk tsk. That wasn't smart. But more importantly it...wasn't funny. I don't want any brats, Harley. I just had to ensure that wasn't going to happen. And about the whole "shooting you" thing, well, I guess it saved you the embarassment of going to an abortion clinic, having a consultation, yada yada yada..."

The Joker leaned in closer to the sleeping Harley, clasping her hand in his.

"But the fact is, I know we can move on from all that. We need some space for now, I understand that. But you'll come back to me. You always do, my dear. But for now, my dear, I have business to attend to. So I must love you and leave you, honey."

The Joker kissed Harley Quinn on the forehead. Chucklling, he put his hat and coat back on and made for the exit. As he walked by reception, he spotted a dead, grinning nurse slumped over the desk. As he passed, he slapped her on the ass.

"Don't tell Harley. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

Laughing wickedly, The Joker left the hospital, heading back to his hideout.

 

[Spike_x1]

The Parasite made his way to his luxury suite. He carried one suitcase himself, eliminating the need for someone to bring anything up for him. Rudy closed the door and took a couple leisurely steps into the room. He yawned and stretched. This may be a strict mission, but he’d be damned if he didn’t at least try to enjoy himself. Rudy sat down on the king sized bed and turned on the television. He channel-surfed for a minute or two, finding nothing interesting to watch.

”Hm. I guess it’s straight to business then.”

Rudy took his time showering and cleaning up. Inside his single piece of luggage was a small electro magnetic pulse emitter- just incase he couldn’t defeat Cyborg with his own brawn. Cyborg. Rudy had met Hank Henshaw a couple times before. He seemed like a nice guy. Maybe a little psycho, but who isn’t these days? The EMP emitter was intended to hug the backside of one of the Parasite’s teeth, hidden from view. Its design enabled it to keep its hiding place even if Rudy shape shifted.
Rudy slide the EMP device into his mouth and finally fully transformed into his purple self. He wasn’t at his full height, but after he visited the bar and got himself some tasty energy, Rudy hoped to be at least seven feet tall.

Feeling on top of the world, the Parasite left his hotel room and caught an elevator to the main floor to sign up for the Meta-Brawl matches and also perhaps enjoy the casino’s other perks.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Spike, unless there's another cat in DC named Cyborg, then you got the name compeltely wrong, his real name's Victor Stone.

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I'm talking about the Cyborg Superman from the Death of Superman.
This guy:

Come on, JRK. You should know him. (He helped destroy Coast City with Mongul, helping to turn Hal Jordan into Parallax. It was a pretty big deal in the DCU ).

 

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: While you're here, Spike, I need to ask you something. Is my last post in continuity? I believe you said Harley Quinn had been shot in th estomach, and was currently in hospital...

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I see nothing wrong with your post. It fit into the continuity flawlessly.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC:

Spike: Meh, haven't read DOS.

Keyser: Well, if I remember correctly, the last we saw of Harley was when she was sent to Leslie's Clinic (where me and Tim are currently), but one could say that she something happened that she had to go to a major hospital or something.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

"To prove I have what it taked to go over the edge......unlike you."

Flurries of emotions run through me as I sat there, trying desperately to comprehend what has happened. How could Tim have gone so far?

Then it hits me.

This isn't some split personality that sprung up, this isn't some alien dictator taking control of his body. No, this is the blackest, most evil part of the soul. The part where all the dirty, slimy, horrid things that you feel and expierence stick on.

I know this side all to well in myself.

"Tim. I know now why you're doing this. You haven't snapped or gone insane or anything like that...you've just become so cynical that you can't stand who you are anymore."

I sit up from my chair, crotch down to him, and put my hands on his shoulders so he'll fully listen.

"This is something you can let go of, Tim. You don't have to be like this anymore. You can break out of this better then you ever have before. All you have to do is fight the evil parts of you trying to take control. Fight it, Tim. Fight it even if it kills you. Just don't do this to yourself anymore."

 

[Twitch]

His words hit me like a cold slap waking me up.

"I am Tim Drake."

"I am Tim Drake."

"I am Tim Drake."

"I AM ROBIN."

I fall into his arms tears rolling down my face

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC:

Spike: Meh, haven't read DOS.

Keyser: Well, if I remember correctly, the last we saw of Harley was when she was sent to Leslie's Clinic (where me and Tim are currently), but one could say that she something happened that she had to go to a major hospital or something.

OOC: Well, it goes without saying that Leslie would send a gunshot victim with a dead baby inside her to a major hospital, rather than keep her at a private clinic which couldn't possibly be equipped to handle such extensive injuries and surgery.

And as for not knowing who Hank Henshaw is, he destroyed a whole city and Batman didn't catch on.
Shame on you, JRK. *waves index finger sternly*

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Uh...it would be hard to do that if you're tied up, but, I'll go along with it.

IC:

I've never been good with these kinds of things. When someone collapses like Tim has, I don't know what to do. Hell, I'm probably the least qualified when it comes to matters of emotions, I've practically had mine shut off for most of my life.

I tried my best, though. I have to, Tim's part of "The Family."

I untied him from the chair. He almost fell from the chair but Leslie, who had been a silent witness to this ordeal, quickly held him up before he fell.

I'll take him to the penthouse, he'll be able to rest there. Alfred, despite the horrid things Tim did when he was "The Red Hood," would help him. He's always been like that, damn near a saint.

I led him back to the Batmobile in the military-style drag. I could never hold one of my own in my arms like a groom does to a bride. It just doesn't feel right. I placed him into the passenger side of the Batmobile and drove off.

A few minutes and some jump-lines later, I got the both of us to the penthouse. I took the boy into one of the spare bedrooms. It wasn't until I left the room that I saw Alfred.

"Was that...?"

"Yes."

"What has happened?"

"I think he's snapped out of it. He's resting right now. Take care of him until I get back."

"Of cource, Master Bruce. But tell me, where are you going?"

"I have to head back out. It seems like Harvey Dent's still in illegal activities. I saw him earlier tonight with The Joker, who has recently found out my idenity..."

"Good heavens."

"Now you know why I need to go back out. Let me know if something happens."

With that, I jump out of the building and head back to the Batmobile. I drive off to the home of Harvey Dent. There's some things we need to...discuss...