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

When Jonathan Crane returned to his lair, he had an unexpected guest waiting for him.

"Nice place you've got here."

The Scarecrow discovered The Joker, perched comfortably on a chair in the middle of his hideout.

"It took me a while to find this place, had to use a lot of my resources."

The Joker stood up, walking towards Crane.

"Now, I know our last partnership didn't end...amiably. But I say that's all water under the bridge. I've got certain plans being set into motion at the moment, but in the meantime, I've been left with nothing to do. So, I decided I'd like to have a little fun. So I was thinking of what I could do, and I decided on a little mass panic. And then I thought of you."

The Joker let out a twisted giggle, putting his arm around The Scarecrow's shoulder.

"Think about it, old pal-of-mine. We are two of Gotham's most feared citizens. And using that delightful fear gas of yours, we could really cause some chaos. With your brains, and my looks, we could rule this town! HA HA!"
 
Johnny Blaze said:
Returning to the battle, Mordru again begins to sit back and watch the fight persist. Deathstroke was toying with her. This was a fact that amused the Dark Lord, but they had no time to waste. So, Mordru decided to enter the fray.

Jade, bloodied and battered, flies higher in order to get some distance between herself and the Terminator, and so that she can regroup. A strange crackling sound catches her attention, and she looks up in time to see a massive bolt of green energy come streaking from the clouds directly at her. Her shields are up, but the bolt cuts through them with ease, and, with a thunderous explosion, she is thrown back down to the sidewalk.

Mordru appears right behind Deathstroke, who is standing a few meters in front of the smoldering Jade. Jade is still alive though, albeit barely. Mordru turns to face Deathstroke, “Finish it, Terminator. We must return to the Tower and plan our next move.”
Deathstroke walked solemnly towards the almost lifeless body of Jade. Silent and with an executioner-style swing, the Terminator brought down his blade and decapitated the green-skinned heroine.

"We're done here." he said to Mordru as he returned to his side.
 
Jonathan Crane turned his head and pushed the Joker’s arm off his shoulder. “Our last “partnership” was regrettable,” said the Master of Fear, “but there are so many bullies that need punishing. I accept your offer…on one condition: The mayor is mine.”

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OOC: DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUUUUUNN!!!

BTW, I'm still around often enough. I'm just taking my sweet time with my meta-brawl, so don't think I've abandoned Rudy. :D
 
The Joker clapped his hands in mock glee.

"We're partners. Goody goody."

The Scarecrow was not amused.

"Oh, why so glum, Scare-chum? Of course I'll leave our old friend The Mayor in your capable hands. In fact, capturing The Mayor will fit right into our plans. Tomorrow night, Wayne Enterprises is hosting a Charity Gala. All of Gotham's elite will be there, The Mayor included."

The Joker began pacing around the room. He could tell he now had The Scarecrow's interest.

"We attack the Gala, releasing your fear gas through the air ducts. While everyone is in a panic, we swoop in and kidnap The Mayor. So, you get the man you're looking for, and I get to prove a point of my own. We're both winners! So let's shake on our little deal."

The Joker stopped pacing, turning to The Scarecrow. He extended his hand. He noticed The Scarecrow checking the hand to see if he was wearing an electric buzzer. He wasn't, so they shook hands, finalising their partnership.

"You, me, and The Mayor. It's going to be just like old times! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
 
Two face and his new gang awaited for a meeting with possibly right now Gotham’s biggest crime lord, The Black Mask. It was in the rooftops near the warehouse for the meeting, as Two Face waited with the gang they we’re all new all from Black Mask he betrayed them left them for dead. Out for Revenge all 30 of them, And two face out for power!



“Mr. De… Two Face come look at this” he said Two Face looked at the binoculars it was Black Mask and all his Lieutenants.

“Ok people wait for it” Two Face flipped the coin

“Ok, NOW!” He said the all fired at the ware house each of them. Blood everywhere out of the stomachs, heads legs even the eyes. Two Face flipped for everyone he shot. He then noticed a man running as fast as he could. Two Face followed him, but he got another gun from a victim.

“STOP” said Two face The Man got out his gun and turned

“How do you know I won’t shoot first Dent?” said the man reviling himself as Gotham’s new crime lord Black Mask

“Hello? He said then all of a sudden the thugs with machine guns came

Answer the question?” Two Face said. Dent shot Mask in the shoulder black Mask laid laying in pain

“WAIT” said Dent

“You know my rules” Two face flipped the coin it was clean but it was Justice at the least.
“Get out of Gotham Mask, your’re not welcome here. I don’t care if you killed a robin so did Joker and I wasn’t scarred of him. SO go home I’m back in town you have 12 Hours Or another flip, It’s your risk 50% chance too live or Die!

Two face said Kicking the beaten Black Mask

He then walked over too the car.

“Bye” Two face said. Waking too Black Mask’s limo.
 
Johnny Blaze said:
OOC: Actually, Mordru didn't fight Ares. After the Olympian ran out on us, Mordru simply reneged on their deal is all. So, the god of conflicts is still barred from taking action himself on the Earth. :D

OOC: I missed that post, but I knew that Ares betrayed you and you took action somehow
 
OOC: OMG! I love the Scarecrow coming into all this! YEAH!

and for this DarkAlliance thing, NPC villians are allowed to do like espionage work and whatnot, but not actual fighting for you...
 
Harlekin said:
Deathstroke walked solemnly towards the almost lifeless body of Jade. Silent and with an executioner-style swing, the Terminator brought down his blade and decapitated the green-skinned heroine.

"We're done here." he said to Mordru as he returned to his side.
“Excellent”, the Dark Lord replies while opening up a green flamed, ankh-shaped portal, “Let us be off then.”
Mordru and Deathstroke disappear from the streets of New York, leaving behind a mass of death and destruction.
Arriving at the Tower of Fate, the Dark Lord and the Terminator find their teammates, Black Adam, Shade, and Mirror Master, standing outside the library waiting for them…
 
Black Adam sees the others return. "I trust everything went according to plan?"
 
OOC: Black Adam (me), Mordru (Johnny Blaze), Deathlok (Harlekin), Shade (Tropico), and Dr. Mid-Nite (rigel7soldiers), masquerading as Mirror Master.
 
"Pah!"- exclaims the Shade as he angrily slams a book closed. "Yes, please, regale us with the tale of how two PROFESSIONALS handled their errand."

There were no signs of nager on the Shade's face, rather he had a grin like the cat that ate the canary.
 
I use to hate furnerals, but now that I've had to go to two of them in less than a week, I now completely and utterly dispise them.

The first was Lucious Fox. He's the only one outside the family who had, if not known who I completely was, then knew without a shadow of a doubt that the image I put out for the world was not who I am, that there was much more of me than just some shallow playboy.

I met with his remaining family: his wife and two children. They're very good people. They almost consider me like an uncle they never had. I'll make sure that they will be taken care of.

Then, there was Alfred's furneral. I almost didn't go, but I knew that I had to, if not just to say my good-bye. Before it started, the preacher asked me to say a few words. I didn't want to. I didn't want everyone there seeing just how weak I've become, but somehow, if felt like I had to. After the preacher started, he showed me to the podium and I started to speak.

"Good morning." I couldn't help but feel the irony about that statement. "Of cource, everyone knows who I am, but very few knew about my butler, Alfred. He was much more than that to me. After my parent's death, he became my legal guardian, helping my cope with my loss. He has been by my side for everything. Even when I went outside the country, I knew if something were to happen, I would just have to call, and he'd be there.

"There was, and probably will never be, anyone like Alfred Pennyworth. Never, in my whole life, could be so sarcastic and yet so caring. He was my serrogate father, and I will miss him for the rest of my life. Thank you."

I stepped off the podium, thankful that I didn't cry. It was at that point where Leslie stepped up. I was suprised that she was here, I didn't even see her come in. I was amazed that she was able to come here. When I told her what happened, she was completely distraut. I knew about the two of them, they had something together. I'm not sure if it was consumated or not, and I won't ask, it is still their personal business.

After the furneral was all finished, I stayed for a moment, watching everyone leave. The only person left was Leslie, who was standing in front of Alfred's gravestone.

"Leslie?" She turned, facing me with her eyes brimming tears. "Will you be alright?" She broke down then, and without having to think I wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry on my shoulder.

I remember when I was 8, after my parent's furneral, and crying in Leslie's arms.

It's amazing how things can change, yet stay almost exactly the same.

After driving her home, I went back to the penthouse, surprised how empty a place can be without his presence, cleaning and making his signature sarcastic remarks, and tryed to lose myself in work, both business and vigilantie. I signed deals for business murgers and approval for new testing, and then I checked the Arkham archives and police scans, noting Crane's recent escape and Joker's escape from police custody.

I changed from my regular suit into my tuxedo. There was a cheirty party that Wayne Enterprises, and I could not disapoint, no matter how hard it was not to just stay here and brood, comptemplating drinking myself stupid with the brandy kept in the liquor cabnet here; espically because of my extreme dislike of my playboy persona I have to use in such occasions.

But, I have to go. At ten minutes before 6, I get inside the limo supplied to me and headed for the party. Perhaps I'll use the alcohol there, then I could kill two birds with one stone. It'll sure as hell make having to be the playboy part much easier.

I use to just hate these playboy parties, now, like the furnerals, and down-right dispise them.
 
The Scarecrow was in the furnace room above the Charity Gala mixing up a special dose of fear gas. Oh goody! The Mayor is going to die! The biggest bully of them all! He thought he could befriend me and ditch me! Let’s just see how he likes it when his biggest fears are exposed.

Crane put five round balls in each main air vent. The Joker, peering over his shoulder the whole time, giggling and cackling, let out a satisfactory sigh.

“These gas spheres will let the gas out in the vents, my newest creations. I got the idea out of a book I read once. Granny always hated when I read books,” said Crane. The Joker didn’t seem to care and was gazing out of a small screen towards the rear on the room.

Pressing a small button on his glove, Crane watched as gas filled the rooms below them. He always liked how the gas grasped around, like a chain, locking it’s victims in a full dose of fear. His eye then caught the Mayor. He looked at the Joker. Something else caught his eye. Bruce Wayne.
 
The fear gas began spreading throughout the hall. One by one, Gotham's most prominent citizens fell to their knees, screaming in terror.

"Spiders!"

"Demons!"

"The Joker!"

Of course, The Joker was no hallucination. He was really there. The fear gas had no effect on him. One of the benefits of utter insanity was that it freed him of fear. Merrily jogging to the stage, he grabbed the microphone.

"People of Gotham. No doubt at this very moment, you are all in the process of wetting your pants. HA HA! Your greatest fears are all coming true before your very eyes. Did you really think that you'd be safe here, that pretty-boy Bruce Wayne would protect you? HA! No chance. Right now, he's probably curled up in a corner, crying over his dead mommy and daddy..."

The Joker looked down, spotting The Mayor frantically trying to scramble off the stage.

"Where do you think you're going, Mister Mayor? Trying to escape....the snakes?"

"Snakes....snakes!" whspered The Mayor, tears welling in his eyes.

The Joker smiled viciously. He remembered all about The Mayor's greatest fear.

"Scarecrow, he's all yours."

The Scarecrow approached The Mayor.

"We are goign to make an example of your Mayor. Show what happens when you cross us. Tomorrow, when you...rich twits wake up in your mansions, remember the fear you felt here tonight. Remember the power we have. And with that, ladies and gentlemen, I bid you adieu."

The Joker took a theatrical bow, and left the stage, leaving behind Scarecrow, The Mayor, and a room full of screaming innocents.
 
The Scarecrow approached the Mayor, swiftly grabbing him by the throat. It felt good to know that your enemy was chained in terror. The mayor was most likely witnessing a creature with snakes slithering from his mouth.

“HoW DoEs It FeEl tO Be tHe ScArEd oNe nOw? AfTeR All ThOsE YeArs of beiNg MAdE Fun Of..wHo WOULD Of thought It WoUld LeaD To tHis,” the monster raged.

Dr. Crane picked up the mayor and put him in the dark colored truck behind the building. Any minute until the Batman comes…all part of the plan. Any minute and they would reach the ally where the plan would proceed. They would reach Crime Alley.
 
HandMeDowns said:
The Scarecrow approached the Mayor, swiftly grabbing him by the throat. It felt good to know that your enemy was chained in terror. The mayor was most likely witnessing a creature with snakes slithering from his mouth.

“HoW DoEs It FeEl tO Be tHe ScArEd oNe nOw? AfTeR All ThOsE YeArs of beiNg MAdE Fun Of..wHo WOULD Of thought It WoUld LeaD To tHis,” the monster raged.

Dr. Crane picked up the mayor and put him in the dark colored truck behind the building. Any minute until the Batman comes…all part of the plan. Any minute and they would reach the ally where the plan would proceed. They would reach Crime Alley.

OOC: Wait, are you already at the chearity ball? Where I was, the party had barely begun, and nothing really note-worthy.
 
OOC: Eh, I'll just improvise.

IC:

I was just barely inside when I noticed what was going on: the room of the gala was being filled with the sickenly familiar green gas noted as The Scarecrow's patenited fear gas. I locked the door in so no the gas wouldn't hit the other's, and ran back to the limo.

"Mr. Wayne! I'll take you home."

That wasn't exactly where I was planning to do. And I really can't allow him to know who I am, so I do the only thing I could to stop him--

"Can't let that gas get--URK--"

--I knocked him out.

I'll just tell him that he passed out from the stress or something. Anyway, I open the trunk and the secret compartment inside: a briefcase that holds the Batsuit.

I quickly put it on and shoot a jump-line, heading for the air control room. I'll have to elimate the gas first before I can step in. I take out an antidote for the fear-gas I keep with me and put it in the air vents. It won't be much to help the people inside, but enough to hold them until the police can come with the proper antidotes. I use the computer system and have the air blown out of the vents as hard as I can. The air and the small amounts of the antidote should neutralize it enough, and then I take one of my sonic applifyers and push it to the maximium setting, having most of the glass blown out of the building.

Finished, I go down to the gala room and I see me enemies for the first time: Johnathon Crane, The Scarecrow, whom I was expecting because of his gas, and, most surprising of all, The Joker, the Clown Prince of Crime, the devil himself.

While I'm here to save lives, I also like the fact that I can beat the hell out of these two tonight.
 
OOC: I just assumed that ment you just got to the party and..um..sorry about that.
 
HandMeDowns said:
OOC: I just assumed that ment you just got to the party and..um..sorry about that.
OOC: It's cool, I ran with it. You're doing preety good, by the way. :)
 
Tropico said:
"Pah!"- exclaims the Shade as he angrily slams a book closed. "Yes, please, regale us with the tale of how two PROFESSIONALS handled their errand."

There were no signs of nager on the Shade's face, rather he had a grin like the cat that ate the canary.

"Yes, do tell. It'd be a welcome change from Blacklight's (Referring to Shade in a mocking way) incessant blithering. Let me see if I can't guess how it went... you got there, and D'Stroke chopped her head off."
 
Mordru eyes them all for a moment taking note of their apparent attitudes. Apparently he and Deathstroke had just missed a heated conversation.
“Well, if you must know…”, Mordru lets his sentence trail off as he summons a scrying mirror which replays the death of Jade.
After the woman dies, the mirror goes blank and vanishes into thin air. Mordru then walks up to his fellows, “Now then, I trust the Marvel brat has been dealt with?”
 
Johnny Blaze said:
Mordru eyes them all for a moment taking note of their apparent attitudes. Apparently he and Deathstroke had just missed a heated conversation.
“Well, if you must know…”, Mordru lets his sentence trail off as he summons a scrying mirror which replays the death of Jade.
After the woman dies, the mirror goes blank and vanishes into thin air. Mordru then walks up to his fellows, “Now then, I trust the Marvel brat has been dealt with?”

"I'll be going, then." I said before getting up and walking away. Damn. I can't do this with Mordru in my way. Next time I see him, the Shade is mine...

OOC: It's kind of early, but the point of me infiltrating the Alliance was to nip this in the bud... anyone mind?
 

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