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

[Batman]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

OOC:Wow.

Alfreds last words were sort of....emotional.Its kinda sad.....








Oh well.


Nightwing is SO gonna pummel your ass now that you've officially killed Alfred.........whenever he gets back.....

 

[Batman]

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

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

Tim was The Red Hood.

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

He had forgotten....about everything.

It was all coming back to him.

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

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

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

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


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


Barbara......

"Oh,crap..."

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

Dick almost dreaded going back once He thought of it.

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

He looked down on the fueltank of the cycle.


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


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


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

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

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


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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

So,He shrugged it off.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"DAMMIT!!!!!!"

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

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

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


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

Nightwing neared Central City,which was only about three miles away.

He remembered the city,once.....a long time ago.

Right before Haly's Circus went to Gotham,They performed at Central City.

It was,and still is,the best show Dick had ever performed in.

.......And pretty much the last one,aswell.

Nightwing quickly got rid of those thoughts,as it wasnt exactly the time to dwell on that now.

As he entered Central City,Nightwing noticed the gas tank was almost empty.

"Greeeeeeat.Just what I need......"

Now that his food and drink problems were dealt with.......His bladder problems were starting.

Quickly spotting a gas station,along the road,Nightwing pulled over.

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"What do you mean "No"?"

Nightwing was standing in front of a cash register,where the owner was denying him access to the bathroom.

"Look....No offense,buddy.....But that outfit aint gonna win ya any friends around here."

"Then I'll change when I get to the bathroom."

Nightwing was lying,of course.....He didnt have any other clothes to change into.

"The answer's still No."

"Why?"

"The restrooms' fer payin customers only."

"I'd buy something if I had the money to."

"Then get lost."

Nightwing quickly looked around,hunting for something he could afford with a dime he found on the floor,earlier.

Then,He spotted a pack of gum,for only 5 cents.

"What about this?"

He handed it to the owner.

"Okay.That'll be 5 cents."

Nightwing handed him the dime,and got back a nickel....and some gum,which he didnt particularly like.

"NOW can I use the bathroom?"

"Go Ahead."

Nightwing was particularly pissed off from the treatment he got before he bought the gum.....but it really didnt matter.

As Nightwing started to walk out to where the bathroom was,He spotted a phone,behind the cashier.

His bladder problems were at the back of his mind,now...

"Can I use your phone?"

"Payin customers only."

DAMMIT.....

Nightwing picked up another pack of gum,and slammed it onto the register,along with the 5 cents.

The cashier,obviously sensing his anger,handed him the phone.

"One call."

Well....now comes the tricky part.

Would he call home?

No.....Noone would be there,considering Nightwing doesnt have a roomate.

Barbara?

HELL No....

Wayne Manor?

That works....


Nightwing dialed the phone number for Wayne Manor.

Nothing.

No ringing,no voice,no busy tone.........nothing.

Did they disconnect the phones or something?

Dammit......This WASNT the time for them to stop answering their phones.

Nightwing was pissed.....but he didnt say anything.He just walked out,furious with this whole ordeal.

He didnt even go to the bathroom....


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As Nightwing sped out of Central City,He remembered he could've called Bruce's cell phone.....

"GOD DAMMIT!!!!!"


Nightwing sped along,furious.

He was about 6,000 miles away from home.....He was tired....And He had NOTHING except a tattered costume,A stolen bike with a barely full gas tank,and two packs of gum.


One hell of a trip,alright......

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

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

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

I was about to say something when I heard something from the speaker on the Batmobile.

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

I go to the driver's side of the Batmobile and sat inside. "I'm heading there, alright?"

"No, I'll go with you."

"Not nessesary."

"Bat--Bruce. I'm part of this as well. I'll go with you."

"...Alright. Get in." He climbs into the passenger's side and we drive to The Boon Dock and Grill.

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As I stepped in, the first thing I noticed was Alfred laying on the floor. The second was that The Joker was no where to be seen. My blood runs cold, knowing the outcome but hoping, praying for it not to be true. As I turned his body over, my hopes are squashed, and I feel yet another piece of me die.

I stare at Alfred's freezing cold face, locked in a hidious grin. I look down and see the words carved into his chest, "Remember what day it is." I feel my body betray me and shudder. I blink furiously, hoping that the image would disapear and he would be alright and everytime my eyes close and open again revealing the same God-forsaken image I get angrier and angrier. I realize I'm starting to sob but I don't care. All that's left in the world is me holding my suragate father dead in my grasp.

Is that all my life has become? A series of holding the dead bodies of the ones I love?

I roar out, not only of rage, not only of grief and utter dispair, but of the bitter finality in realizing what my life has become. What I have become.

I screamed and screamed and my throat started to sieze and still I screamed. My world's shattering, I feel myself being ripped apart piece by piece.

Now, there's nothing left. I can't...feel anything. Just the dispair...and the rage.

The Joker. I remember him after God-knows how long. He has gone too far. There is absolutely nothing left he can take away.

Ever since my parents were killed and I became what I am I have always felt that there were two people inside of me: Bruce Wayne and Batman. Now, when the life of Bruce Wayne is being torn apart, surprisingly, it is Batman that is disapearing. There is only Bruce Wayne, and he has had enough of the Joker.

"Bruce...?" I remember that Harvey is still with me. He has watched me in my grief. I'm not sure if I'm angry or gratefull. "Are you ok, Bruce?" I feel his hand on my shoulder. "'Remember what day it is.' Today's Father's Day. Jesus, Bruce, I'm--" I stand up, pushing his hand away. I couldn't feel the confort in it anyway. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to put an end to this. Once and for all." I walk away, not waiting for Harvey's reply. I get into the Batmobile and drive off. I'm going to find out where he is (The Penguin should know, there isn't a damn thing in the Gotham Underworld that he DOESN'T know), and I am going to make him suffer.

And there is not a force in Heaven, Hell, or on Earth, that will stop me.

 

[Savage]

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

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

Flash-"Don't worry about it. One of the perks of being in the League is you pretty much have a get out of jail free card thanks to the transporter. There a problem, you call and the we're over there in few secs. Not that I need it or anything.

"EM, you and Midnite go check out what's left of Adams's crib. I'd go but after your face has been plastered all over every product like mine has (one smart comment and you'll be s#*ting your own teeth), you're pretty easy to spot. You guys are only doing recon but just in case, have Vigilante tag along. No-one knows who the hell he is anyway.

"Lantern and I--"

Elongated-Man-"Hey, can we cut the superhero name stuff here. Don't you think Midnite can be trusted with our identities? I mean you blurted out mine already and John couldn't be more obvious. And doesn't everyone pretty much know you by name?"

Flash-"Don't you ever shut up?"
EM-"Oh, let's not start this again."
Flash-"You're right, let's not."
EM-"...somebody's got a stick up their ass."
Flash-"I heard that."

*Sometimes people forget who the bosses are around here.*

Flash-"...As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...The Green Lantern and I will head to Barda and Mr.Miracle's place to see if we can get something out of em. We know them personally so they'd be glad to help us as opposed to, well, you guys. You guys go get Vigilante at the shooting range. John and I will head to Jersey. Any questions?"

*Odd looks from everyone. Even John has an eyebrow raised at me. I should be used to getting this type of thing alot but something about this is different.*

Flash-"...Okay...Good. Let's go."
*We start headin out*
Green Lantern-"Don't you think you were a little hard on them?"
Flash-"This coming from G.I.JOE?"
GL-"They're not as experienced as you and me. That's no reason to treat them the way you did."
Flash-"There is no room for games John. Peoples' lives are at stake. We have to take things more seriously."
GL-"...Your intentions are noble and I'm sorry about what happened to your wife...But that kind of thing is to be expected in our line of work. All we can do is move on with our lives and keep living. We're only human...You know what can happen when you take things too seriously."
*I turn to see John with a green Bat-Cowl on his head. It can't help but bring a smile to my face.*
GL-"What do you say we head out for a little R&R after this whole thing is done with?"
Flash-"Heh. I know someone that needs it even more than I do."
GL-"Bruce? Oh he's coming too."
Flash-" You're s#*tin me!"
GL-"Nope."
Flash-"...This I've gotta see."

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*We're then transported to surburbia hell in front of a seemingly average two story home which looks exactly like the other 5 houses lined up. Horrificly weird. Yup, Scott and Barda probably feel right at home...Sure are taking a while to answer that door...My imagination runs away with me and I'm reminded of Bruce joinin us to go clubbin. The thought of him doing the 1-2-Step almost makes me burst out laughing*
Flash-*snickers*
GL-*Raises eyebrow*

*Then the door freakin swings open! Fog comes flowing out, there's this crazy light show going on*
Mr.Miracle-"WHO DARES ENTER THE LAIR OF oh it's you. Come on in. Barda, it's John and Wally!"
Barda-"You never warn me when we have guests! I'm half naked!"
Flash-""
*John gives me a hard elbow in the arm.*
Mr.M-"Just put on a t-shirt and sweats and get down here. *back to us* You guys want some hotpockets?"
Flash-"DO I?!?!"

*in a half a second I'm on the couch. 12 hotpockets in one arm, tv remote in the other.*


OOC: I'll let you continue from here PFunk. Feel free to edit.

 

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: What an amazing post DarkKnightJRK. Very powerful. Well done.

 

[rigel7soldiers]

Me, Vigilante, and... Ralph got to discussing just who to disguise ourselves as... I figured I could be Deadshot, but Vigilante is more suited for that. And unless Adam feels like going after any other nonpowered male villains, we might be stuck... Did Flash really tell us to go to Khandaq? The last time, Adam told me that if I set foot in Khandaq, he would consider it an act of war... Well, what's he going to fight with now, nearly all the Featheirans are dead... Maybe EM has some kind of two-way wrist radio, or some way to talk to Flash about it...

 

[PFunk2]

Flash-"Don't worry about it. One of the perks of being in the League is you pretty much have a get out of jail free card thanks to the transporter. There a problem, you call and the we're over there in few secs. Not that I need it or anything.

"Don't be cocky Red." John adds.

"EM, you and Midnite go check out what's left of Adams's crib. I'd go but after your face has been plastered all over every product like mine has (one smart comment and you'll be s#*ting your own teeth), you're pretty easy to spot. You guys are only doing recon but just in case, have Vigilante tag along. No-one knows who the hell he is anyway.

"Lantern and I--"

Elongated-Man-"Hey, can we cut the superhero name stuff here. Don't you think Midnite can be trusted with our identities? I mean you blurted out mine already and John couldn't be more obvious. And doesn't everyone pretty much know you by name?"

Flash-"Don't you ever shut up?"

"You know he's right Wally." John adds in.

EM-"Oh, let's not start this again."

Flash-"You're right, let's not."

"Whew" John lets out.

EM-"...somebody's got a stick up their ass."

Flash-"I heard that."

*Sometimes people forget who the bosses are around here.*

Flash-"...As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...The Green Lantern and I will head to Barda and Mr.Miracle's place to see if we can get something out of em. We know them personally so they'd be glad to help us as opposed to, well, you guys. You guys go get Vigilante at the shooting range. John and I will head to Jersey. Any questions?"

*Odd looks from everyone. Even John has an eyebrow raised at me. I should be used to getting this type of thing alot but something about this is different.*

Flash-"...Okay...Good. Let's go."

*We start headin out*

"Don't you think you were a little hard on them?" John asks Flash as they do.

Flash-"This coming from G.I.JOE?"

"I'm only saying they're not as experienced as us." John adds "That's no reason to treat them like that because of it."

Flash-"There is no room for games John. Peoples' lives are at stake. We have to take things more seriously."

"Damn it. Don't you think I know that." John gives the speedster a brief, but hostile look bfore continuing. "Afterall you're NOT the only one who's lost loved ones in this job!." briefly rasing his voice at him.

"What WE do afterwards is somehow learn to deal with it. Move past it. And keep on with our lives keeping them alive in our minds." he continues after pausing a movement.

"After all we all know of someone who does take things to seriously." and on that note John forms emerald batcow around his head to make the mood upbeat..

Which brings a smile to Flash's face.*

"So what about for a little R&R after this?" John asks the speedster

Flash-"Heh. I know someone that needs it even more than I do."

"I know." John adds. "He's coming too." as a broad smile appears on his face.

Flash-" You're s#*tin me!"

"Nope." John convinces the speester. "Damn near floored me when I told him also-and I've seen alot. I wonder how he'll feel when it finds out I've picked guy's old bar 'Warriors as our meeting place" John's smile becomes even broader.

Flash-"...This I've gotta see."

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*We're then transported to surburbia hell in front of a seemingly average two story home which looks exactly like the other 5 houses lined up. Horrificly weird. Yup, Scott and Barda probably feel right at home,

"Actually I live in a neigborhood simular to this. Right down to the lawn." John adds in.

...Sure are taking a while to answer that door...My imagination runs away with me and I'm reminded of Bruce joinin us to go clubbin. The thought of him doing the 1-2-Step almost makes me burst out laughing*
Flash-*snickers*

John just raises an eyebrow, and shakes his head.

*Then the door freakin swings open! Fog comes flowing out, there's this crazy light show going on*
Mr.Miracle-"WHO DARES ENTER THE LAIR OF oh it's you. Come on in. Barda, it's John and Wally!"

John briefly stands there with a shocked look on his face before quickly composing himself. "Now we know why," John says to himself deapanly.

Barda-"You never warn me when we have guests! I'm half naked!"
Flash-""

John 'idot' slaps the back of Flash's head in response. "Idot."

Mr.M-"Just put on a t-shirt and sweats and get down here. *back to us* You guys want some hotpockets?"

Flash-"DO I?!?!"

*in a half a second I'm on the couch. 12 hotpockets in one arm, tv remote in the other.*

"I'll just have a soda." John answers. "And I appologize for my friends actions" he adds.

Then, finding a chair of his own to sit on turns to the couple. As Barda hands him his cola and begins.

"Forgive us for interupting you like this but there is a reason for this visit, But me and Flash need to ask you too some info about the Source Wall and New Genesis. Since for some reason Black Adam may be interrested in both. And you too seem to be the ones to ask."


OOC: I'll let you continue from here PFunk. Feel free to edit.[/QUOTE]

OO: Thanks.

 

[twylight]

OOC: The New Version

IC:After the meal Dinah joined the majority of the tour group in playing card games.
She briefly saw Digger head outside to a small little patio, with a table and chairs, surrounded by greenery.
Seating herself in a chair that faced the door she grabbed a handful of peanuts and checked her deal.

After what she guessed was close to two hours of jokes, and card hands Dinah rose from her chair.
“Thank you all, I’m now retreating to my spacious room.” She said as laughter went around the group.

“Oh, be careful dear, I noticed that young man glancing your way.” Sarah said nudging Dinah. Glancing up Dinah noticed that Digger and the man who had accompanied him outside had returned. As well as who she assumed was the mans wife, standing with her arm through her husband’s.
A brief sense of nostalgia went through her, shaking it off she said. “Oh, I’ve handled men before.” she said winking at the group of women. Walking towards the rooms she heard giggles from behind her.

Opening the door to her room she glanced down the hall. Hearing laughter and voices from the main room she assumed everyone was there. She wondered if she had become paranoid and hoped Digger would make his move soon so she could get out of here.

After crawling into bed and making sure the mosquito net was in place Dinah slipped easily into sleep.
Till a crash woke her up. Her eyes opened wide as she lay on her back. Leaping up she pulled on her shoes and walked towards the window. Stopping herself. No, if anyone saw her they’d wonder why she hadn’t gone out her door. Thinking this in a split second she switched on her light, and ran into the hall, no one seemed to have noticed, no one else was in the hall. “Hearing aids.” she thought as she ran down the hall trying to keep her boots from thumping.
She had just pushed her back against the hallway door leading into the main part of the building when everything went black. The nightlights along the wall went dead as she heard the sounds of the now awakened tourists in the hall and the sounds of what she assumed were Raiders in the entry way of the building.

Going around the corner she saw the front door open starting to run for it she heard the unmistakable sound of flesh on flesh. Someone else was out there with them.

Spinning on her heels she turned back into the dark hallway and ran back to her room, making her way through the rest of the group as a few of them found flashlights.

"Please! Please! We don't know who is here or if they have even left."
Dinah said, she waited till the group went silent.
"Where's Hans?"

A small woman spoke up. “No, they aren’t here.”
Dinah’s mind raced. She was sure they were Raiders. A group of Raiders attacking would have separated the group from the guides, the head from the body.
She remembered seeing the Tour guides go towards the back of the building for their rooms…..her thoughts bled and blended as it hit her.

“I’m sure it’s just that the generator failed, I’ll go and see if I can find Hans.” She watched for a brief second while the Seniors turned and made their way back to their rooms...she heard a female voice ask “I wonder where Bill is?” and a male voice answer her “Probably a heavy sleeper, God Bless him.”

A slight smile went across her face. Feeling her way down the hall and back to the front door she moved as quickly as was possible. Her eyes wide as they tried to absorb what little light there was.
Pressing her back against the hallway wall she heard no sound coming from her left, the opening which lead to the entryway. Glancing around the wall she discerned from the darkness five men on the ground laying in various positions. The two tour guides and the cook stood near the far wall. Her eyes quickly surveyed the scene before locking in on a man slowly uncoiling from the ground.

 

[Keyser Soze]

Harvey Dent stared helplessly after the Batmobile as it drove off. He had just discovered that Bruce Wayne was Batman, and now, Alfred was dead. Dent had a whole new respect for Wayne. If it had been him, he didn't think he could cope. He went back into the Boon Dock, looking down at Alfred. Then he heard the maniacal laughter behind him, and his blood ran cold.

When The Joker purchased The Boon Dock Bar & Grill, he'd added a few extras. One of those extras was a secret compartment in the wall. He'd driven a few blocks away from here when he'd realised that he was going to miss out on the fun. He'd came back and, hiding in the compartment, had a front-row seat for Brucie's breakdown. Now, with Batman gone, The Joker emerged from his hiding place, pointing a gun at Dent.

"Harv, Harv, Harv. It looks like The Caped Coconut left you behind. Now that was silly of him, considering what I did to poor old Alfred."

The Joker approached Dent, stepping over Alfred's corpse. He casually looked down at the dead body, smiling at his own handiwork.

"I was glad to see that you got the joke. It's Father's Day! And this...old...fart was the closest thing Brucie had to a daddy ever since his real one was killed right in front of him. And now, on the day where the two should be closer than ever, I've torn them apart forever. Oh, the irony! HA HA!"

The Joker moved closer to Dent, circling round behind him.

"Aren't you jealous of him, Harv? This butler was more of a father to Bruce Wayne than your real daddy was to you. I told you I did my research. He abused you, didn't he? What are you thinking now, on Father's Day? Do you still love him? More importantly, what does he think about you?"

The Joker walked round, until he was face-to-face with Dent. He lowered his gun.

"But there's someone who cares about you. With Alfred dead, you're probably the closest friend old Brucie has left. And wouldn't it be a tragedy if anything were to happen to you..."

Dent's lip curled in defiant hatred.

"I'm not afraid of dying," he spat, "I probably deserve to die after letting an abomination like you loose on the world!"

The Joker chuckled malevolently.

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you," he explained, "Though there are people who would be very happy to see you dead. No, you may not be afraid of death, but there's something you are scared of. What I have planned is worse. Much worse."

Suddenly, The Joker grabbed the trick flower on his lapel, squeezing it. Acid sprayed all over the left side of Harvey Dent's face.

Dent fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

"A bit of deja vu, Harv? HA! It's better this way. You'rea freak, just like me. You always have been. And it's only fitting that you're as ugly on the outside as you always will be on the inside."

The Joker crouched down over the ruin of Harvey Dent.

"You freed The Joker, and now I free Two-Face. Now...isn't that ironic? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

 

[Karem-Knight]

Dent screamed in Pain it happened all over again in that court room with no one managing too save him, the pain was harder more horrific, and due too the surgery it would be more painful more hellish more damage. The burning plastic in his left side Practically tearing the pupil of his eye. Dent got up and hit The Joker as hard as he could breaking his fist beating him as long as he could blood all over his tux and hand.

“Oh Dent” Said the Joker “I thing you’ll need this”. The Joker said throwing a coin too Harvey, the same coin he threw in the river. Harvey’s mind went too a earth quake this time.


“I’m Back Harv!” said his nightmare coming back and dominating him

“Joker” said Dent

“Yes”-said The Joker

“Say hello too The Devil for me” Harvey said getting out the gun. He couldn’t do it some thing was wrong he wanted too do it but couldn’t he got the coin, the key, the answer he flipped it.

“Right” said Dent standing up

“You win Joker, and so do I Two Face is back, and this coin, thanks for it I needed it!” Harvey said walking too The Joker


“Now Partner how do you want too kill the giant Bat?”

 

[Savage]

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OOC: Hey do you know anything about Mr.Miracle? If not is there anybody here who'd like to do a lil Mr.Miracle dialogue? I would but I have like next to no knowledge of the guy aside from the fact that he's from Apocalypse, is married to Barda who is also from Apocalypse and the two now live in the suburbs, and they both escaped from Granny Goodness as kids. Oh and that Barda is basicly a taller Wonder Woman and Mr.Miracle can get out of any situation and do just about anything. A lil dialogue help here would be nice.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Before he left the Tower of Fate, the Dark Lord used his magicks to home in on the mystical signature of his potential ally, Black Adam.
As Black Adam streaks through the skies, a green flamed ankh appears before him. Out of the mystical fires steps the Dark Lord, Mordru.
“Hold, Teth-Adam. I am not here as your enemy. My name is Mordru, and I have a proposition for you to consider.”

 

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam eases to a halt in front of his new arrival. "Mordru. I have been searching for you. I have a proposition of my own, though I believe our goals may coincide. How would you like to assist me in the utter destruction of every hero on Earth?"

 

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: Hey do you know anything about Mr.Miracle? If not is there anybody here who'd like to do a lil Mr.Miracle dialogue? I would but I have like next to no knowledge of the guy aside from the fact that he's from Apocalypse, is married to Barda who is also from Apocalypse and the two now live in the suburbs, and they both escaped from Granny Goodness as kids. Oh and that Barda is basicly a taller Wonder Woman and Mr.Miracle can get out of any situation and do just about anything. A lil dialogue help here would be nice.

OOC: I could manage... turns out, he probably knows abou the Source Wall

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Black Adam eases to a halt in front of his new arrival. "Mordru. I have been searching for you. I have a proposition of my own, though I believe our goals may coincide. How would you like to assist me in the utter destruction of every hero on Earth?"

Mordru smiles wickedly after hearing Adam’s desire. After seeing the destruction brought to bear against his homeland, and with Adam blaming the heroes of the planet for the act of genocide, Mordru is not too surprised to hear it. After all, this is why he had sought him out.
“Well now, it appears that are goals are indeed similar. For my plans to bear fruit, I too need to eliminate the so-called heroes off the face of the planet.”

 

[TheCorpulent1]

"Excellent," Black Adam says. "But first, we need to add to our number. I have already told the Flash's rival Zoom of our plans and he is considering my proposition. You and I represent the magical component of our number. But we will need allies from all walks of life, including those as mundane as hired killers. Deathstroke has proved to be a worthy enough adversary to challenge even the JLA in his own ways. He would be a valuable ally to us."

 

[Johnny Blaze]

"Excellent," Black Adam says. "But first, we need to add to our number. I have already told the Flash's rival Zoom of our plans and he is considering my proposition. You and I represent the magical component of our number. But we will need allies from all walks of life, including those as mundane as hired killers. Deathstroke has proved to be a worthy enough adversary to challenge even the JLA in his own ways. He would be a valuable ally to us."

Mordru ponders this notion for a few seconds before agreeing, “Very well. Let us return to my new fortress where I will be able to locate Deathstroke more efficiently.”
With that said, the Dark Lord spreads his hands wide, and both he and Adam are engulfed in a green flamed ankh and disappear.

Arriving in the Tower of Fate, Mordru and Black Adam appear in a room filled with closed doors and mirrors.
“Welcome, Teth-Adam, to my humble abode, the Tower of Fate.”

 

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam looks around the tower's interior. "Impressive," is all he says. He looks at Mordru, at the artifacts he's wearing. "This is Fate's Tower, and you wear Fate's artifacts... which begs the question: Where is Fate himself?"

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Black Adam looks around the tower's interior. "Impressive," is all he says. He looks at Mordru, at the artifacts he's wearing. "This is Fate's Tower, and you wear Fate's artifacts... which begs the question: Where is Fate himself?"

“The good doctor is taking a lengthy sabbatical at the moment”, answers Mordru with a devious smile. “At any rate, do not concern yourself with Fate. His time is over.”

Mordru turns to face Adam and reaches out his right arm with his palm open. A small green flame appears just above his palm, and, when it dissipates, a small emerald falls into the Dark Lord’s palm.
“Here, take this. It will allow you to roam the Tower freely without worry. Should you become lost, just concentrate on this location and the gem will take you here. Also, this trinket allows you access to the majority of the doors in this room.”
Mordru points to a door towards Adams left, “That door there will transport you to the Middle East, specifically the outskirts of your homeland. If you wish to check up on your people, you may do so. When you wish to return, just concentrate on the gem, and the doorway leading back to the Tower will appear.”

Mordru gives the gem to Adam, and turns towards a door on the far side of the large room. “Now, you must excuse me as I will try and locate the mercenary called Deathstroke.”
Mordru stops before entering the door, “This room here…is forbidden to all save me. You are not permitted to enter it. Is this clear?”

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Damn good storyline so far guys

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Thanks, I appreciate it and I know Corp does too.

 

[TheCorpulent1]

OOC: Yes, many thanks. I'm having fun engineering all of you guys' destruction.

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Man, I'm totally screwed... If its not ancient Greek magic it'll be you guys... why are there so many evil magic users?

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Man, I'm totally screwed... If its not ancient Greek magic it'll be you guys... why are there so many evil magic users?

OOC: Hahahahahahahahahahaha...it's what's "in" now a days. Didn't you get the memo?

 

[Supergirl]

OOC: Krypto ate it