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

[The Question]

OOC: Just make it so it's after I grab her. You could have just put the whole explosion thing in the original post but it's no biggie.

OOC: Done. Sorry I didn't put it in the origional post. I would have, but at the time I couldn't think of anything.

 

[Savage]

As I walk towards the Javalin, everything slows down to an extreme and I notice a ball of flame coming at us. Looks like I won't be getting the time to sulk.

I rush Mia onto a bed in the back of the Javalin and rush back to grab Consantine and Question to get them back in the jet. The civilians. I've been in worse situations. Once had to evacuate an island of over 500,000 people from a nuclear bomb. Doesn't make this a cakewalk though. Things go from slow motion to a stand still as I grab people and place them across the street. It's too late for most inside the hotel but I rescued as much as I can.

The Javalin and those inside it is the only thing in danger now so I appear behind the controls and try to get it out of there as fast as I can. I don't know if we'll make it.

...This is crazy...But I have to try...I look back to see everyone in the Javalin still stuck there with their shocked expressions...Well...Constantine anyway...And I start the engine...and I attempt to transfer speed to it. I have never done so for anything this big but...It's worth a shot...I slam in the ignition and we're already in the earth's atmostphere by the time I blink.

"...Woah."

Constantine snaps out of it and looks around frantically, eyes bugging out, cigarette still somehow in place.

"...Can someone tell me what the f**k just happened?"

 

[Savage]

When we land I don't waste time. I grab Mia and make a run for it to the infirmary and let the docs hook her up and this nurse starts pushing me out the door.

"We'll do all we can for her. Don't you worry, she's going to be okay."

"oh-okay..."

The door closes and I'm looking through the window...And I walk back to the main room where everyone else is.

 

[The Question]

The Watchtower, Sea of Tranquility, The Moon


We don't have much time left. Batman and Superman aren't at the top of their game right now. With all the friends they've seen die in the last few days, I can't really blame them.


"I think I might have a plan in regards to dealing with Mordru. Constantine, do you know of any rituals or something that would force a sorcerer to keep his word in a deal or bet?"

 

[Savage]

He takes out the cigarette from his mouth and stares at Question.

"...Do I look like bloody f**king Merlin to you? I can't just magically pull out a spell from me arse...Incidentally I may have a spell or two that could get you your desired result."



OOC: Don't worry BatnKevlar. I won't have him fight.
By the way you guys: Since Constantine is an NPC, anyone can use him. All I did was introduce him.

 

[The Question]

"Fine. Start working on that. We may not be able to fight Mordru, but I might be able to trick him into defeating himself. Batman, start preping the javilins. I think it's about time we start takeing the offensive."


OOC: I know I can use him too, but I just like the way you write him.

 

[batnkevlar]

*I floated above the White House, undetected, and carved a phrase into the roof.*

CUI BONO

*Hopefully one of the people he needed to speak to would find him. Up the side of the Washington Monument, he wrote:*

DETRIMENTAL ATROCITY

 

[The Question]

EDIT

 

[SuperFerret]

"Kal, I saw Bart. I saw him! He's not dead, he's not..." Kara's rant was interrupted as she started crying again. "Kal, I'm sorry, I'm no hero."

Clark leaned over and brought Kara near him in a comforting embrace. "Yes, you are Kara. You are a hero." He whispered, "Believe me, I know how a hero is supposed to act, and you are near the top of my list for bravery. Bart's death was not your fault, and despite our inability to bring him back, giving up now will extinguish whatever memory of him that remains."

 

[batnkevlar]

*I look around. There's no answer. No matter. I will go along. Do what needs to be done.*

"Ring, to the Watchtower."

~Yes, m'lord.~

 

[Johnny Blaze]

The Scarecrow walked into the main room where Mordru and Shade sat, watching the Master of Fear’s signature gas destroy Keystone City.

“Sir, I found this at a newly departed friend,” Crane said, tossing Tempest’s JLA com link to Mordru. “This could help us, right?”

Mordru takes the JLA comlink and looks it over, “It just might. Well done, Scarecrow.”

Without another word said, Mordru departs for his chamber…which now holds the nuclear warheads he stole.

 

[Tropico]

Shade snapped his head up as Mordru had finished talking to him. He wiped the sweat off of his upper lip and looked around without saying a word. He composed himself and cleared his throat. "Yes...well, I'm ready when Deathstroke is."- he said stiffly.

A portal opened and the shadow imp walked out. It carried two bows, one red and one green. Shade stared wide eyed at his servant and gripped the armrests tightly. "Here, master. New trophies, like you asked!!"- the small creature said. Shade looked bewildered, but tried to hide it. "Ah...Yes! Very good. Um, take it back to the Shadow Lands."- Shade answered. "Master, but you said..."- the creature protested. "NOW, I said! Get out of my sight, you sniveling little toad."- Shade said while turning his head away from the small creature. The shadow imp retreated to the portal taking the bows with it.

Shade reached for the drink Mordru had conjured up for him with a trembling hand, he gulped it down greedily as if looking for something to steel his nerves. He sat there quietly, which was uncommon for him, and tried to collect his thoughts. He didn't have any recollection of what had happened after Mia called for help. He felt enraged and then...he was here. And he apparently took care of the archers. A cold feeling spread to his heart as he realized that he had had a blackout and that hadn't happened since...but, his "other" had been exorcised. This was unsettling. So unsettling that he preferred to focus on something else- "Slade, are you ready for that stealth mission?"

 

[Batman]

Constantine looked over at Dick,who was watching all of this from the sidelines,to so to speak.

"What is this,a f**king topsey turvey land?"

Dick was confused......and then looked down,again,at Bat-suit he was wearing.

"Oh...this?Well...uh....You see,its really..."

"Yeah,Yeah.....save it,I aint got time for your bloody f**king life story,okay?"

"..."

From that point forward,Dick was mostly silent.

He KNEW wearing the costume wasnt a good idea.....



OOC:I just figured I'd throw something in,since I havent done anything today.....

 

[Phantasm]

ICracle

I wheel into the control room with two steaming cups of coffee sitting on the tray resting on my lap. Question,Constantine and Flash are all standing beside Bruce. Apparently, Mia was still alive when they found her...and as horrible as it sounds, the news of her condition was good, considering what has happened to the Jlers, recently.

I move next to the console besides Bruce and hand him a mug of coffee. "Here, it'll help a bit." He raises a dark, aristrocratically arched eyebrow at me and I offer him a small smile. I have seen how Alfred sometimes went completley over the top to force Bruce to indulge in things that may benefit himself for a change. Like doing everyday things like getting enough sleep and eating appropriately...

I'm greatful when he silently takes the mug from my hands, without any further ado. I am no Alfred...but someone needs to take care of him... H ejust looked so defeated and worn at the almost non stop news of the deaths of fellow members...My fingers trace the hotness of the cup in my hand as the reality of Alfred's death hits me...It hurts...a lot more now that the fact is slowly sinking in...

I sip the hot liquid and glance up at the men, realizing that this is no time to mourn and grief...which in itself is depressing. What have become of us if we can't even afford to grieve the lives of those who so deserved so much more?

Taking a large gulp of the hot liquid, to clear my head,I force myself to ask, trying to fight off the bitter edge from my voice,"So...what are we planning to do next?All we've done so far is apaprently wait around until they get to us, one by one."

 

[The Question]

The Watchtower, Sea of Tranquility, The Moon


"My plan is to, with Constintine's help, challenge Mordru to a game of wits through an ancient mystical ritual in which he would be forced to keep up his end of the bargain. If I win, he surrenders. If he wins, we all die horribly."

 

[Phantasm]

ICracle

I try my very best to keep from rolling my eyes from agitation, "No.I think it is best if we don't have all of the JL dead by the time this whole ordeal is over."

 

[Batman]

The Watchtower, Sea of Tranquility, The Moon


"My plan is to, with Constintine's help, challenge Mordru to a game of wits through an ancient mystical ritual in which he would be forced to keep up his end of the bargain. If I win, he surrenders. If he wins, we all die horribly."

"Um....theres just one problem."Dick says,getting up.

"If he'll be forced to keep his end of the bargain,that means he'll have to kill us horribly,if He wins.What're the odds of you winning this?"

He hated to admit it.....but he was worried.

With all of the deaths recently,He was worried with good cause,aswell.

 

[The Question]

"We can't beat him physically. Our best bet is to try and outsmart him. I'm pretty much certain I can. And Constantine is certain Mordru would keep his word."


Constantine cuts in

"Us magic types, we got ourselves a bit of an honor code. What me and ol' no face over here are gonna use is the Challenge o' Merlin. Any self respectin' sorcerer would rather die than go back on his word with this. 'Sides, he wouldn't be forced to kill us. It's just that me an' ol' no face wouldn't be able to stop him if he tried. As if we could."

 

[Batman]

"And again.....What if HES the one who wins?Does that basically mean we're dead,no matter what?"

Dick folded his arms.

"Cause.....no offense....but that doesnt seem like a very good plan.At least now,We dont know if we're going to die horribly......but if Mordru wins,we'll basically be forced to die a horrible death.Call me old fashioned,but If Im gonna die.....I'd rather do it the best way possible....and horribly doesnt fit that category."

"You got a f**king better idea,Bat-wannabe?"

Dick realised he was right.They pretty much had no better solution at the moment....so it was either that,or nothing.

"...No."

"Alrighty,then."

 

[Phantasm]

IC: Oracle

"Is this all we have!?" I ask, not bothering to keep the skepticism off my voice. Where was Clark when we need him? Placing the mug of coffee on the desk, I cross my arms around my chest, looking at everyone in the room, "What does everyone have to say about this?Me..." I shake my head at the abusrdity of the inherent possibility in this plan of Constantine's to lose more of us... " I'm not sure I'm up to this, haven't we had enough deaths already!?"

 

[The Question]

"Mordru is practically a liveing god. Without Fate, we'd be dead anyway. At least this way we have a chance."

 

[batnkevlar]

*I land in the Watchtower. My ring has taken me where I need to go. I walk to Oracle.*

"Are we ready to kick the DA's collective asses?"

 

[The Question]

"Hello Hal. I see you've gotten your ring back. Did you hear our plan?"

 

[batnkevlar]

"Hello Hal. I see you've gotten your ring back. Did you hear our plan?"

"No, I didn't. What is it?"

 

[The Question]

"Constantine and I are going to use the Challenge of Merlin on Morlun. It is an ancient ritual in which two parties make a deal and/or bet, and both parties are mystically forced to keep up their end of the deal. I'm going to try and outwit Morlun."