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

[Tropico]

He turned to the other man. "Shade, can I have a word with you? It will only take a moment." Black Adam held open the door to Fate's spacious library.

"Of course, Adam. If I'm going to keep getting glimpses of this marvelous place, I think my behaviour might require more "having words with". No hard feelings McCulloch, just trying to have some kind of amusement with these awfully direct kills of yours. Call it the eccentricities of an...what did you call me?...Oh, right! "Old man"."- Shade stepped into the library with Black Adam.

 

[TheCorpulent1]

Black Adam shut the door behind them. He put his arms behind his back. "I won't condescend by attempting to manipulate you, so I'll come right out with it: I noticed your suspicion with Mirror Master. I am unfamiliar with him and the other Rogues myself, so tell me, is there something I should know about him?"

 

[Tropico]

Shade just smiled and stepped into one of the darkest corners of the library, seconds later a large chunk of ice thudded out. Shade came out clicking his tongue. "You might call this exhibit D. You see, Mighty Adam, I suspected Mirror Master of beign a pretender since the first moment he opened his mouth and started spewing forth that horrid little accent." He hit the chunk of ice sharply with the metal tip of his cane and a piece flew off.

"Do you see any congealed blood? Perhaps some bit of sinew or bone? Neither hair nor hide."-Shade said while raising his head suddenly towards Adam.

"He wouldn't be the first to play the role of a foreigner, it just grated on me the way he butchers the accent. I've met these kinds of people and they don't speak like this. That would be exhibit A. Then, there's the matter of his weapon of choice for the "murder". I worked with the Icicle in the Injustice Society some years gone by, it IS indeed his gun. But, why would a Rogue use the Icicle's gun when Captain Cold's would be so much easier to acquire? I'm thinking of one place where one of those guns could be stored and it doesn't bode well for us."

He did a little whirling motion with his cane near the ice and a shadow whirlwind appeared and took with it the ice and small puddles it had formed. "Clever enough to make it look like the boy was cut in half."- he said softly and almost absent mindedly.

"Exhibit C!"- he said sharply, turning his attention back to Adam-"Why would a man that can travel through reflections choose such a ham fisted approach to enter the victim's domicile? Doesn't that defeat the purpouse of trying that the boy doesn't utter a word? You already saw exhibit D, the piece of ice with nary a sign of the victim. And, finally, mighty Teth Adam..."- Shade said while standing directly in front of Adam, he stood straight as a board with his hands resting on his cane as he looked directly into Adam's eyes- "...have you ever known of a Scots that allows himself to be called Irish or vice versa?"

 

[TheCorpulent1]

"Unfortunately, my experience with Ireland and Scotland in the modern world has been limited, to say the least. My wayward descendant Theo didn't exactly have a penchant for worldliness. And they didn't even exist as far as I knew in my own time." He eyed the Shade. "You are quite a detective. It seems we have a wolf in our midst, but it's clear we can't simply kill him outright. His agenda must be our eventual destruction, but I wish to know specifics. Who is he really, for one? I trust you will continue to keep as close an eye on him as you have been so far?"

 

[Harlekin]

"Thank you, Mordru." Slade said as he jumped off the building as stealthily as he could, heard by no-one, especially Jade. Now that he is on the same ground level as she is, a batch of shurikens that nail her fedora to a nearby wall.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing!?" She yells as she turns around and sees Deathstroke. "Ah, crap." Immediately, an array of protective emerald forcefields appear, but Slade jumps straight for them, his blade cutting through them thanks to Mordru's enchantment.

A direct blast aimed for his torso simply bounces off, smashing a hole into a nearby building. Deathstroke's smile is hidden under his mask as he charges for her again.

OOC: My god, you are brilliant Trop.

 

[SuperFerret]

Shade just smiled and stepped into one of the darkest corners of the library, seconds later a large chunk of ice thudded out. Shade came out clicking his tongue. "You might call this exhibit D. You see, Mighty Adam, I suspected Mirror Master of beign a pretender since the first moment he opened his mouth and started spewing forth that horrid little accent." He hit the chunk of ice sharply with the metal tip of his cane and a piece flew off.

"Do you see any congealed blood? Perhaps some bit of sinew or bone? Neither hair nor hide."-Shade said while raising his head suddenly towards Adam.

"He wouldn't be the first to play the role of a foreigner, it just grated on me the way he butchers the accent. I've met these kinds of people and they don't speak like this. That would be exhibit A. Then, there's the matter of his weapon of choice for the "murder". I worked with the Icicle in the Injustice Society some years gone by, it IS indeed his gun. But, why would a Rogue use the Icicle's gun when Captain Cold's would be so much easier to acquire? I'm thinking of one place where one of those guns could be stored and it doesn't bode well for us."

He did a little whirling motion with his cane near the ice and a shadow whirlwind appeared and took with it the ice and small puddles it had formed. "Clever enough to make it look like the boy was cut in half."- he said softly and almost absent mindedly.

"Exhibit C!"- he said sharply, turning his attention back to Adam-"Why would a man that can travel through reflections choose such a ham fisted approach to enter the victim's domicile? Doesn't that defeat the purpouse of trying that the boy doesn't utter a word? You already saw exhibit D, the piece of ice with nary a sign of the victim. And, finally, mighty Teth Adam..."- Shade said while standing directly in front of Adam, he stood straight as a board with his hands resting on his cane as he looked directly into Adam's eyes- "...have you ever known of a Scots that allows himself to be called Irish or vice versa?"

OOC: Trop, you ever see the show "Monk" with Tony Shalhoub? That little rundown of everything wrong with "Mirror Master" was very similar to parts of the show.

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: That was just so damn cool, Trop. Bravo. (Calling him Irish was a nice touch).

 

[Tropico]

Shade took a step back and looked pensive. "A wolf in our midst? Well, the technology he uses would make him so. His actions, though, make me think more of a sheep amidst the wolves." He stepped back further, moving near one of the walls and looking at the spines of the books. "All I've done is see him for the pretender that he is. What does that mean? I have to admit that the trail of breadcrumbs haven't led me much farther than that. For all we know at the moment this just might be another man to take the mantle of the Mirror Master and in his amateurish fumblings didn't have the courage to make a kill, thus the deception. It could be more, but I'm not prone to paranoia."

He turned back to Adam and took off his dark glasses, his eyes were cold but there was a fire in them. "This charade might not be reason enough to for you to kill him, Adam. But there is a larger truth behind the smoke and mirrors, pardon the pun, that our associate has distorted." Adam could see the tightness on Shade's face, how his brow had knotted. "We left for an errand and failed to accomplish it. Putting all ego aside and how this makes us look, there is the undenuable reality that one of your brightly colored counterparts is still out there. I'm hardly a detective, but neither am I a fool. I will NOT be mocked in this manner. I will continue my pleasentries with the pretender, as much as I can abide them while I continue to hold back my rage until I choke on it. When Mordru gets back I WILL present my case to him and then see what this Alliance decides."

The Shade put his spectacles on again and fumbled a bit with his jacket, as if trying to make himself look more proper. The action seemed like a physical manifestation of him trying to regain his composure.

OOC: Thanks for the praise guys. 'Ferret, I've seen bits and pieces of the show and know that it's supposed to be really good, so I take it as praise.

 

[The Joker]

The Joker and Two-Face arrived at The Iceberg Lounge. The Joker turned to Two-Face.

"Okay, Harv, you wait out here. Keep an eye out for any unwelcome visitors."

The Joker hopped out of the car and sneaked into The Iceberg Lounge. The Penguin was surveying the damage to his property, a look of dismay on his face.

"Did you eliminate Batman?" asked The Penguin.

"No," replied The Joker, "Well, yes, but then he....uneliminated himself."

The Joker looked over his shoulder, making sure Two-Face was still outside.

"But that's not why I'm here," he continued, "You see, I'm here for my payment. I've ensured Dent will never be DA again, just like you asked. You owe me 100 million dollars, I believe..."

The Penguin squwaked with laughter.

"Well Joker you have succeeded in making me laugh.You expect to be paid the full 100 million after you fouled up and let the Batman make the connection between us and have him come crashing in on my premises and tear it up in a fit of rage.Not to mention the brutal bodily harm I suffered too".

The Penguin walked to his desk."50 million.The other 50 will go towards to the repairs to my office.Not to mention my medical bills".

The Penguin picked up his umbrella and pointed it at Joker."You're too wreckless Joker.This is not all some big joke.And for your sake the Batman better be destroyed.Otherwise clown you have my word that I will hunt you down myself and peck your eyes out".

 

[TheCorpulent1]

Unlike the Shade, Black Adam wasn't nearly as hesitant about Mirror Master's eventual death. "Whether he is just an idiot or something worse makes no difference. In the case of the former, he must be culled from our ranks before his incompetence further muddles our plans. In the case of the latter, he must be plied until he reveals what he knows and then discarded as an example to others who would be so bold."

Adam thought about Captain Marvel Jr. and the Shade's deduction. More pieces began to click into place as he ran through the events that had occurred shortly before. "At this moment I would suspect the latter far more than the former. The property damage he caused was not simply the less than subtle showing of a buffoon. With Captain Marvel Jr. alive and his front door now in ruins--with evidence left behind of Mirror Master's new cold gun, no less--he will certainly be on guard against us. He may even alert the rest of the hero community to be on guard. Information travels between them far too efficiently. No, that door seems far more likely a part of a subtle plan to derail our efforts when they've barely even begun."

He turned back to the Shade. "As I said, watch him. Believe me, I am as angry as you at his betrayal, whatever size it turns out to be in the long run, but we must keep tight reins on our angers. If I am correct and he is a hero attempting to infiltrate us, he is a crafty one indeed."

 

[Tropico]

"Crafty? I'd rather say that the pretender has to have a set of gilded ones to have the courage to enter the lion's den. Nevertheless, I will continue my scrutiny on Mirror Master and I would advise you to do the same. If the only way in and out of this place is through those emeralds I would advise you to keep yours on your person at ALL times and not give either one of us a stone as of yet. Now, let's get back to the person in question so our absence isn't too obvious."- he said while heading for the door.

He stopped and then said-"Play along." He burst through the library doors as he flung them open. "This conversation is over! I am not a child to be chided in such a manner and even less for speaking my mind about some wannabe criminal whose actions are those of rookie. IF he is even WORTHY of the honor of being called that."

He headed over to Mirror Master- "I have spoken my mind directly at you, Sir, on previous occasions. I will continue to do so as this talk behind closed doors seems distasteful to me. If I am to be allied with people I will make my intentions clear and expect the same. Would we be so fortunate as that you were killed on some errand we sent you on, but that is not likely considering the sort of people we will be confronting. That leaves me no alternative but to accompany you until I have the peace of mind that you're not some second rate thug who will disrupt the tapestry of our plans because of his ineptitude."

 

[TheCorpulent1]

"Crafty? I'd rather say that the pretender has to have a set of gilded ones to have the courage to enter the lion's den. Nevertheless, I will continue my scrutiny on Mirror Master and I would advise you to do the same. If the only way in and out of this place is through those emeralds I would advise you to keep yours on your person at ALL times and not give either one of us a stone as of yet. Now, let's get back to the person in question so our absence isn't too obvious."- he said while heading for the door.

"Don't worry, I had no intention of trusting any of you very far. We are here to serve a purpose, but I still find you villains a distasteful lot."

He stopped and then said-"Play along." He burst through the library doors as he flung them open. "This conversation is over! I am not a child to be chided in such a manner and even less for speaking my mind about some wannabe criminal whose actions are those of rookie. IF he is even WORTHY of the honor of being called that."

"See here, Shade! You overstep yourself going around me this way!"

He headed over to Mirror Master- "I have spoken my mind directly at you, Sir, on previous occasions. I will continue to do so as this talk behind closed doors seems distasteful to me. If I am to be allied with people I will make my intentions clear and expect the same. Would we be so fortunate as that you were killed on some errand we sent you on, but that is not likely considering the sort of people we will be confronting. That leaves me no alternative but to accompany you until I have the peace of mind that you're not some second rate thug who will disrupt the tapestry of our plans because of his ineptitude."

Black Adam pretended to consider the Shade's words. "Make no mistake, Shade, you are FAR out of line. But..." he turned to Mirror Master, "he does raise a good point. I had heard tales of your incredible prowess, but I also heard other things. Whisperings about your addiction. Some would call it unfortunate; I call it a weakness. I will be keeping an eye on you, McCulloch. These are dangerous stakes we find ourselves playing for. If I ever see you behave in such an amateurish manner again, you will be removed from this Alliance. Forcibly. Have I made myself clear?"

 

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker smirked.

"I'm working on getting rid of Bats. 50 million will be fine. In fact, I'm going to use it to lay low for a while, and put it towards an investment that will help me eliminate our mutual foe once and for all!"

The Joker collected his payment in an attache case, and made for the exit. He stopped at the door, turning round to face The Penguin.

"And I have to say that I liked your little pun. I fouled up? Fouled? HA!"

The Joker swivelled on his foot and marched out of The Iceberg Lounge. He walked outside - Dent was still sitting in the car. He turned round and walked back inside.

"Actually, I think I'll take the back exit. And I hope you don't mind me borrowing another one of your cargo vans. Toodles!"

The Joker sneaked out the back exit, dumping the case in the passenger seat of one of the vans. He hopped in the driver's seat, taking off. it was time for him and Two-Face to part ways.

"Later, Harv," chuckled The Joker under his breath.

The Joker would head off to one of his secret storehouses to pick up some weapons and gadgets. And then? Then, he'd disappear for a while. But he had a plan in mind. Something deliciously wicked. He'd been planning this for a while, and with his newfound wealth he'd have the funds to implement it.

The Joker would be back soon. And he was going to make Batman's life hell...

 

[rigel7soldiers]

"Don't worry, I had no intention of trusting any of you very far. We are here to serve a purpose, but I still find you villains a distasteful lot."

"See here, Shade! You overstep yourself going around me this way!"[/color]

Black Adam pretended to consider the Shade's words. "Make no mistake, Shade, you are FAR out of line. But..." he turned to Mirror Master, "he does raise a good point. I had heard tales of your incredible prowess, but I also heard other things. Whisperings about your addiction. Some would call it unfortunate; I call it a weakness. I will be keeping an eye on you, McCulloch. These are dangerous stakes we find ourselves playing for. If I ever see you behave in such an amateurish manner again, you will be removed from this Alliance. Forcibly. Have I made myself clear?"

"Crystal, sir. No more door-smashing." They're on to me. I migh have to kill someone for real next time... This isn't looking good. Why has help not arrived yet?

OOC: Trop, you saw more in my mannerisms than I did. Amazing.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

"Thank you, Mordru." Slade said as he jumped off the building as stealthily as he could, heard by no-one, especially Jade. Now that he is on the same ground level as she is, a batch of shurikens that nail her fedora to a nearby wall.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing!?" She yells as she turns around and sees Deathstroke. "Ah, crap." Immediately, an array of protective emerald forcefields appear, but Slade jumps straight for them, his blade cutting through them thanks to Mordru's enchantment.

A direct blast aimed for his torso simply bounces off, smashing a hole into a nearby building. Deathstroke's smile is hidden under his mask as he charges for her again.

OOC: My god, you are brilliant Trop.

Mordru watches the events unfold on the street beneath him, as his partner, Deathstroke, attacks Jade. Mordru smiles and laughs to himself as he calmly crosses his arms over his chest and floats off the roof and up into the air. He’ll let Slade play a bit longer before he enters the fray…

 

[Tropico]

"If you will excuse me, gentlemen."- Shade said while walking away. He headed back into the library and continued looking at the books there. If anyone had been privy to his thoughts they would probably be surprised at how such a dark man could actually feel and emotion as light hearted as giddiness, and over some books even. On the outside, only a slight smile adorned his lips.

OOC: I hope you didn't find it over the top, Rigel. If it wasn't for Shade's travels around the world and being an Englishman he would just now be starting to be suspicious. I can be a bastard, I know.

 

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: I am feeling attacked. Corp complained about me killing CM3, and then when I didn't, Topico jumps on my back. It's cool, you don't have to change it.

 

[Twitch]

I finally made it to the Penthouse. I saw the damage that The Joker had done to the place, even spray-painting "JOKER WAS HERE" on one of the walls.

Anger starts building in again. I try to tell myself that he's being taken in to Arkham Asylum and might get treatment, but I know that won't happen. Now that he knows who I really am, he can make my life a living hell. He knows where everyone I know lives, if he wanted to kill them to get to me, he would.

I remember Tim again. I searched around the penthouse and found nothing except one of my hood sweaters missing, and I don't think Joker would want to take that (though I guess in his sick mind, he'd find it funny).

I need to find him. But I have to do one thing first. I acess the secret portion of the penthouse and turn on the comm.

"Oracle? It's Bruce."

"What's up? ...Are you alright? You don't sound right..."

"I know. Listen...something...something's happened."

"What? What happened?"

"It's Alfred. He...he's dead. The Joker kidnapped him and injected him with his joker venom."

"Oh, Jesus...I'm sorry, Bruce...what do you want me to do?"

"Get the paramedics there, he's at the Boon Dock Bar & Grill, near Gotham Harbor."

"Can do... Do you want me to come over?"

"Not right now, I have to handle one more thing. Tim's missing."

"Yeah, trapped as the Red Hood..." I realize I haven't told her yet.

"Not anymore. We...had a talk. I think he saw what happened here and tried to find out what happened."

"Well, even the most pessmistic individual needs to have some sort of optimistic side... You need any help finding him?"

"Maybe try and see if any sightings of Robin or anything to note."

"On it... Huh, interesting. Apparantly, your old training partner, Henri Ducard, has just flown here in Gotham. With the satallites, I can dicipher that he's...somewhere in Central Gotham. I think I see someone with him, clad in that hoodie sweater I gave you for Christmas a few years ago. That's just wierd."

Bingo.

"I think that's all I need to know. Thanks, Barbara."

"No problem, Bruce. Take care."

She shuts off then and I leap out the window, using my jump line, heading for Central Gotham.

---

I see Ducard standing in the middle of Central Gotham. He hasn't aged a day. Meanwhile, I find the person in the guady purple sweater Barbara gave me.

With that, I take out spare clothes I brought with me. Batman disapears from the roof of the building he was manning, and a few minutes later, Bruce Wayne steps out of the main door, heading for the two people talking.

"Tim. Ducard, it's been a while."

"Bruce...thank god your alright." I said

"Always a pleasure Bruce."

 

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: this post takes a day or two after my police chase

IC:

Two face arrived at the DA office going up too the new DA Tony Arco. Tony became a good friend of Dent’s, they would often be talking or joking too each other.

“Hey Tony how ya doing?” Two Face said arriving at the door

“What the hell?” Tony said

“Don’t you remember your old friend Harvey Dent?” Two face said as he walked other there

“OH MY GOD!” “What do you want?” Two Face flipped the coin it was marked

“I win” Two Face said as he shot the new D.A.

Two Face got a cell phone

“ Marvin, Roberto get ready !

“Right boss” They said Two Face got out of the building through the window cleaner chair and when he reached the bottom got into a car.

“NOW!” Two Face said, then a blaze came the exploding clouds The Tribunal of Justice exploded. Two face flipped his coin. He saw the decision and drove off. He then noticed his goons waiting he did a drive by on them and went back too the hide out

“MY CITY!”

 

[The Joker]

Several days later Oswald Cobblepot arrived in the Nevada desert.After the money it cost to repair the damage done to the Iceberg Lounge by the Bat,not to mention the 50 million pay off he had to give the Joker,the Penguin needed to feather his nest with some quick cash.

And he decided to go to his favorite casino(apart from his own),and that was the House.

Arriving at the secret entrance Cobblepot waddled in and was greeted by Roulette."Oswald darling.Delighted to have you back".

Penguin took her hand in his and kissed it."Roulette my dear.You're looking as charming as ever.Tell me what is the buzz this evening???".

"Well Parasite is on a roll Ozzie.He's won two rounds and has one more to go" she said as she escorted the Penguin into the main fighting arena.

"Parasite eh.I enjoy a good parasite.Like a ravenous vulture that feeds off others to satisfy it's hunger" Penguin said as he took his seat.

He reached into his pocket and took out a wad of cash."Here you are my dear.50'000 on Parasite.Make me lucky".

Roulette winked at him."I don't think you need it Ozzie.Somehow you always seem to come up smelling of roses" she said as she walked away.

 

[SuperFerret]

The "man" known as Bizarro thundered across the sky towards Kansas, which he assumed was where the other Superman was. Oh, how Bizarro hated that other Superman.

He came upon Kent farm rather quickly, and glimpsed the imposter running out of the house and into a run-down old truck. Had Bizarro been more intelligent, he would have been surpirsed that a man who could fly faster than sound would resort to attempting to drive away from him. Bizarro was upon the truck in moments, tearing the roof off and snatching Kent out of the drivers seat.

-----

Clark looked into the face of his opposite, as Bizarro held him by his throat. It was like looking into a funhouse mirror from hell. He knew he was going to die, Bizarro was as powerful as he was, but now with his powers gone and at the mercy of a being thousands of times more powerful, there was no way to get out of it.

But just then, things began to get really weird. Clark began to feel stronger, slowly he felt his powers returning. But how? Adrenalyne rush, maybe? Bizarro dropped him, and they both fell to the ground. Clark looked around, and his weakened microscopic vision answered his question.

Thousands of tiny purple pecks were leaving his body and assualting Bizarro. What in the..? Then the answer came to him. Parasite. That's how he was being weakened, the Parasite dust that must have covered him was alive and feeding off of his powers for all this time. And now, when they sensed the presence of another more abundant source of power, they abandoned him and set upon their next "meal".

As much as Clark hated Bizarro, he couldn't let him die here, nor could he let the Parasite Particles run loose upon the world, possibly creating the worst epidemic of all time. Luckily, a solution came to mind, and his powers were returning fast enough to allow for it. Thank god for the full moon, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to absorb the solar energy I needed.

Quickly he inhaled a massive amount of air, and then expelled it in a cold wind on the writhing form of Bizarro, freezing him solid. Clark removed the small communicator he had carried in his pocket, he grabbed it so he could call for back up against Bizarro, but now it served another purpose."Superman to the Watchtower, I need to teleport there immediately. And prepare the teleporter for two, I'm bringing a guest." Clark hoped that his message would be recieved by someone in the Watchtower before Bizarro began to thaw.

 

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Well, it seems like we've moved forward a few days. So I'll show what The Joker is up to now...

Liberty Island, a small patch of land just off the coast of Gotham City, had been unpopulated for several decades. And it's last inhabitants hadn't been there by choice. The one massive structure that stood at the centre of the small island had been a maximum security prison in the past. But it had been closed down due to a scandal over the treatment of prisoners. There had been talk of just demolishing the place after it closed down. But its structure of stone and steel made it a fomidable construction, and it would take a hell of a lot to reduce it to rubble.

So, it was just left there, an empty shell. Attempts had been made to turn it into a tourist attraction, like its prison contemporary, Alcatraz. But the people stayed away. Word was that it was haunted. And today, a new spectre roamed the halls...

The Joker walked out of the prison to meet the group of men who were waiting outside. He'd paid to have them all flown in on small private planes.

"Don't you think it's funny how they put a prison on a place called Liberty Island? HA!"

The Joker walked around the group, shaking hands and passing out plans.

"I have gathered you all here today because you are among the most gifted criminal minds in America. I have already paid you all handsomely to take time out of your busy lives to come here, and you will recieve more money on completion of this special task. I have also brought together a group of lackeys who can do the manual labour under your directions. Take a look at your plans, my friends."

The assorted geniuses looked at the plans they had been given. They included, among other things, a collection of death traps and holding cells, as well as some luxury accomodation for The Joker himself.

"Gentlemen," declared The Joker, "We are going to build a funhouse..."

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

"Bruce...thank god your alright." I said

"Always a pleasure Bruce."

"Indeed, Ducard, but I am curious as to why you're here. I never did see you as the type to vacation here..."

 

[Twitch]

"Someone has to find himself again and I feel like the right man to do it. He's exactly like you all those years ago."

 

[batnkevlar]

*Hal awakes with a start. His head feels funny but his ring glows green as he looks around in panic*

"Where the **** am I?"