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

[twylight]

Dinah wasted no time in helping them out to the ambulances and giving them her last gas masks.

"A puppy, the softee. No wonder Babs has a thing for him.
At least a few people will be safe till Bruce figures out the antidote situation."
She thought standing up and turning just in time to see the building collapse.

"NIGHTWING!"

Ingnoring the flames, or at least the flames that had withstood the buildings collapse she ran towards the rubble, pushing aside big chunks.

"NIGHTWING? Nigh.." She choked back "DICK!"

She vaguely heard the child crying for his puppy and hardly saw the Firefighters starting to approach her.

 

[Batman]

A spiked glove bursted though the debris,as Dick pulled himself out.

Collapsing on the ground,coughing like it was no tommorow,Dick opened his cape.

The puppy came running out,unharmed.

He looked down at the suit.A few scratches....but nothing too serious.

He saw Dinah.

"Do me a....*cough* favor......NEVER let me do that again."He said,getting up.

He was lucky Bruce padded his suit.......Otherwise,He probably wouldnt have survived.

He stood,and brushed himself off.He turned back to Dinah.

"Have you heard anything from Flash?"He asked.

 

[twylight]

Dinah jumped as a hand burst from the debris.

"Nightwing." She sighed as she scrambled over the debris, ignoring the hot patches and the water the firemen were spraying on it.

She helped him stand up as he let the puppy free. She watched it run across to it's owner, smiling as the child hugged it.

"Do me a....*cough* favor......NEVER let me do that again."

"And do me a favor, don't ever do that again. Babs would kill me if anything happened."

"Have you heard anything from Flash?"

She shook her head "I haven't heard anything from anyone once we hit Keystone."

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: BTW, the gas is dissipating...

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: I've got something planned with the Watchtower myself. I'll definitely write you into a small part of my next RPG bit if you don't mind. Hell, maybe we can start something here... Both are us are relucant villians to some degree, trapped in not exactly favorable bodies, ect ect... So, whatta think?

OOC: Reluctant? Rudy loves being a villain.

Besides, I've been building up my story for months now, so I'm going to take this opportunity now to take action.

 

[Spike_x1]

IC: The Parasite had been typing for in codes and co-ordinates for over an hour, monitoring the Justice League Satelite. He saw an emerald force field cover it, then it was removed within minutes.

"Jordan," Rudy said to himself, acknowledging the Green Lantern's mysterious actions. "You're gonna wish you kept them shields up."

Rudy set to work, typing in new orbital directions to the satelites at his command. He programmed them to all shift orbit into the JLA Watchtower's position. Within minutes, they'd all crash into eachother. The impact would definitely leave the satelites that he controlled unusable, but Rudy found it doubtful that they would destroy the Watchtower, but they'd sure as hell would kick the s**t out of it and require its staff to make some major repairs, and with a little luck, might knock it out of orbit.

"This is gonna be sweet," the Parasite cheered as the retro rockets on his satelites fired and thrust themselves at the Watchtower.

 

[SuperFerret]

OOC: I'm back. Much thanks to Savage for the bunnying.

IC:

Keystone was in chaos, bodies littered the streets and monster roamed aimlessly attacking whatever catches their attention. I smelled the fear gas as I approached the city, so I took a deep breath in the upper atmosphere and held it as I flew down to street level. I hope it holds. I remember the effects of the fear gas from my short time as Gotham City's protector. It was only about two or three months ago, but it feels like years. So much has happened. And seemingly Dr. Crane had upgraded his gas, making it create actual monsters from people's fears.

A gunshot breaks my line of thought, and I race to investigate it.

"Leave my children alone!" screamed a woman as I approached her. She held a shotgun in her hands, and two small children cowered behind her.

"Don't worry, I'm here to help."

"Like hell you are. Like he was." she gestured to a body on the ground next to her. Batman? At first I thought it was Dick, since he was wearing one of Bruce's spare costumes, but a closer inspection revealed that the thing was not human, but a bat-human hybrid that looked uncannily like Batman. "You so-called 'heroes' are all alike. Try to lull us into thinking we're safe, then you attack when we least expect it. But you don't fool me, no, no you don't. I'm smarter, I've always known you were going to come for my children. But I won't let you! YOU HEAR ME!!! I WON"T LET YOU!!!!" She fired, the shot striking me directly in the chest. I was unharmed.

Great. I think to myself, Why am I the one who finds the person who's afraid of superheroes?

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Out of curiosity, how fast is the gas being funneled out of the city?

 

[Tropico]

The Shade gathers Ravager and Deathstroke and has the shadows take them out of the Watchtower. He mourns losing the chance to have had a little "fun" while being cloaked, but realizes that the magic they wear could be conditional and any attack from their part could break the enchantment. They exit at the Tower of Fate and he steps in front of one of the scrying mirrors. The heroes have already taken certain precautions. It's strange that the ones in the Watchtower are taking the same precautions. It almost seems as if they had been alerted somehow. He thinks of Black Adam and always lumping them as villains and setting himself aside. He keeps mulling his thoughts as he watches the devastation in Keystone City.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Out of curiosity, how fast is the gas being funneled out of the city?

OOC: For story purposes, by the time we finish off the Scarecrow, it'll be funneled out... but it'll be whenever Hal alludes to it, really. I mean, I can make it really quick, making it easier for the heroes, but I'll do it slower for the story's sake.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Doesn't really matter to me how fast the gas gets expelled. After all, just because the gas leaves, doesn't mean that all will be peachy once again. Thousands of people will still be infected, and that means thousands of fears will still be on the loose.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Doesn't really matter to me how fast the gas gets expelled. After all, just because the gas leaves, doesn't mean that all will be peachy once again. Thousands of people will still be infected, and that means thousands of fears will still be on the loose.

*I soon see the gas disappear quickly out the top of the city as I propel it to disintegrate in the upper atmosphere*

OOC:

 

[Batman]

Dinah jumped as a hand burst from the debris.

"Nightwing." She sighed as she scrambled over the debris, ignoring the hot patches and the water the firemen were spraying on it.

She helped him stand up as he let the puppy free. She watched it run across to it's owner, smiling as the child hugged it.

"Do me a....*cough* favor......NEVER let me do that again."

"And do me a favor, don't ever do that again. Babs would kill me if anything happened."

"Have you heard anything from Flash?"

She shook her head "I haven't heard anything from anyone once we hit Keystone."

"Dammit.."He said,under his breath.

His arm was starting to hurt.....He just had a building collapse ontop of him....People thought he was Batman......and ontop of all that......Wally still hasnt picked up.

Great....Just....Great.

He took out his comm.

"Nightwing to Flash.....Do you read?"He asked.

No response.

"FLASH?Can you hear me?"

He didnt want to admit it....but he was becoming worried.

Whatever Wally was yelling about sounded important.....

He then noticed something in the air.

The gas.....it was spiraling.

It was also now a noticeable shade of green.

He turned to Dinah.

"I'll be you anything thats Jordan."Dick says.

 

[Johnny Blaze]

*I soon see the gas disappear quickly out the top of the city as I propel it to disintegrate in the upper atmosphere*

OOC:

OOC: Sweet.
That means that the winds had to be pretty damn powerful to expell the gas that quickly, definitely at least like a catagory 5 hurricane. Thus, fires will have spread, building will have been destroyed killing people, and more civillians will have been killed by deadly projectiles caught in the winds (and so would some of the living phobias too). Granted it would only last for a few minutes, but that's a few minutes of being stuck smack dab in the middle of a major natural disaster for the heroes on the ground.

 

[The Question]

I watch as Hal streaked to Earth in an emerald light.

For once, the bastard's right.

I hear Barbara from behind me, "Guys, quit it. The Tower is more vulnerable than ever.We need to keep our eyes and ears open!"

She doesn't understand, that caused my eyes to open.

I wheeled out of the control room to my quarters. I kept some work tools and supplies here after the Manor was destroyed.

I wanted to go back to the drawing board for my costume. Now's a good a time as any.

I started by taking one of my spares and looking at what I did wrong. To this day, I'll never understand why I designed it to look like I had black underwear over it. I took kevlar padding I have laying around, molded them to fit correctly on my body, and layed them out around the suit, putting them in areas needed, and glued them onto the suit. I take one of my more armored cowls in place of my usual one.

I take my healing leg off it's holder and stood up for the first time. I was wobbling at first, but eventually, I was able to walk towards my handiwork and started to place the suit on. The cowl doesn't fit over the suit correctly, and my cape is higher up than normal, but it will have to do for now.

The Batman stands once again.

Unlike my quiet escape before, I make my entrence heard, bursting into the Control Room, like the regal, hellish creature I have embodied.

"Here's what we're going to do. I'll need someone to gather everyone we have in the Watchtower, spliter them into teams. Barbara, keep track on the comms and keep a close eye on Keystone, just in case. Constantine, keep working on the magical shield, nothing could stop Mordu from breaking in, but make something that will hold him off as long as possible.

"My plan is to place our teams in all the areas of the Watchtower. If any of the DA gets in one of the areas, the team there will inform the other teams.

"We'll strike hard and fast. I'm not going to accept any more of us to die from them.

"Any questions?"

"None. Batman.......I've just got to say, I'm a bit out of my depth here. I'm not as good with these global, military style decisions. You are. What I'm trying to say is, while I hate you with every fiber of my being, I'll do whatever you say, because I trust that you know what you're doing."


OOC: I was just puting that out there because The Question was starting to sound like more of a prick than usual. I mean, he's a prick, but not an arrogent, my way or the highway, I'm always right prick. That's Batman.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Sweet.
That means that the winds had to be pretty damn powerful to expell the gas that quickly, definitely at least like a catagory 5 hurricane. Thus, fires will have spread, building will have been destroyed killing people, and more civillians will have been killed by deadly projectiles caught in the winds (and so would some of the living phobias too). Granted it would only last for a few minutes, but that's a few minutes of being stuck smack dab in the middle of a major natural disaster for the heroes on the ground.

OOC: I never said how fast. Nya nya!!!

 

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC: Yes, but for the gas to be dispersed from the entire city that fast, the winds would have to be extremely powerful.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: I said I propeled it... with energy... the wind wasn't that fast, geez... let's take this to the OOC thread if you want...

 

[twylight]

"Dammit.."He said,under his breath.

His arm was starting to hurt.....He just had a building collapse ontop of him....People thought he was Batman......and ontop of all that......Wally still hasnt picked up.

Great....Just....Great.

He took out his comm.

"Nightwing to Flash.....Do you read?"He asked.

No response.

"FLASH?Can you hear me?"

He didnt want to admit it....but he was becoming worried.

Whatever Wally was yelling about sounded important.....

He then noticed something in the air.

The gas.....it was spiraling.

It was also now a noticeable shade of green.

He turned to Dinah.

"I'll be you anything thats Jordan."Dick says.

Dinah held on to Dick's arm, he was still a little unsteady, which was to be expected after having a building fall on him.

She watched him as he called for Wally.

Her hair started whipping across her face, pushing the strands back she looked up, her hair rising like a flame of gold into the air.

She kept staring, the air had taken on a slight green tint, and seemed to spiral up, this close to the barrier Hal had put up she could see it spiral up and over the green wall.

"I'll bet you anything that's Jordan." Dick said next to her as he gazed up.

"Only because you wouldn't lose." she said absently
"Though I highly doubt that it's actually Hal Jordan doing it. So if you had anything to bet, I'd take that bet."

She paused still watching the sky.

"Come on, there's still people to help farther in the city."

 

[Johnny Blaze]

Mordru watched as the fear gas was being dispersed into the upper atmosphere. “No matter, there are still thousands of infected people in the city, and, thus, thousands of nightmares still wreaking chaos.”
Mordru scanned the city with his scrying mirrors, checking in on all of the heroes. The Lantern was occupied with breaking up the gas, and the others were busy saving lives and destroying the living phobias that plagued the streets.
“This will not do at all”, said the Dark Lord to his allies who sat in the room with him, “We can’t have it being this easy for them, can we now?”

Mordru strode towards the scrying mirror as it enlarged suddenly. “I shall return in minute. You may come if you wish.”

Mordru cast a spell of invisibility on himself and stepped right through the mirror and onto the panicked streets of Keystone…right behind the false Batman and Black Canary. Something did not seem right to the Dark Lord. Batman was severely injured by his compatriot, Deathstroke, yet here he was standing before him. Using the Amulet of Anubis, Mordru quickly saw the truth. This was not the real Batman, but one of his protégés. Well now, he would have to do something about that, thought the Dark Lord with a devious smile. How unfortunate it will be for Batman to find out that his young charge died impersonating him.

He outstretched his hand and a blast of mystical energies shot out straight at Dick Grayson…

 

[Savage]

Keystone City's in flames.
The worst of nightmares have been brought to life.
And me,
Flash,
The world's fastest man,
is powerless to stop it.

My head is slammed hard into a car window and then pulled out. I try to take a swing but get nothing but air as I'm punched in the side of the head down to the asphalt.

"I HATE YOU! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

I hear a voice all too familiar faintly in the background...Oh how I've longed to hear that voice again...Just not like this...Not like this.
A hard knee is dropped on my ribs. The back of my neck is then grabbed and I'm slowly picked up like a rag doll.

"Pathetic. F**king pathetic. You have to be the dumbest, irresponsible, most irrational hero in the history of mankind. I mean that. I really do."

I hear another familiar voice as I'm elbowed in the back of the head and kneed in the throat at the same time. I hold my throat and gag, forcing myself to breathe. Forcing myself to breathe despite the crushed windpipe and oozing blood. For all intents and purposes I should be dead by now. But I was not meant to die. I was meant to suffer.

I'm punched repeatedly from all angles till I'm left to spin and fall down to the four feet in front of me...Two pairs of sneakers...Tiny feet...feminine...The two next to it...bright red boots.

My powers split. I have little to no combat experience without the use of my powers. I'm weak. Broken. And it takes all the strength I have to roll onto my back...and who is it I see standing over me...Linda...angry...dissapointed...under the arm of Zoom.

I hear the desperate plea of my teammates...but I'm unable to answer...Welcome to my hell.

 

[SuperFerret]

I went to scoop up the woman and her children when a red blur came zipping towards me. "Wally?" I asked as it stopped in between me and the woman who was fearfully protecting her children from me.

Not exactly. The creature before me was humanoid, it's skin was metallic red, and it crackled with yellow bolts of electricity that pulsed over it's surface. "Nonotwallysomethingworsesupermanmuchworse."

Before I could react, it flew towards me at an extremely high speed, striking me in the jaw repeatedly from all different angles in a fraction of a second. It hurt, and I was staggered slightly, but I stood tall again, and punched the Flash imposter, hard. He landed in a heap on top of the false Batman.

That's when I heard her laugh. I turned and, to my dismay, saw twisted versions of Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, and myself. The woman I was trying to protect screamed, and fired another shot, this time at "Green Lantern". He barely reacted as a green tendril shot from his eyes and whipped the gun away from her. It was recoiling to strike again, when I grabbed it with my bare hand. A mistake, yes, as it burned like the devil, but I wasn't going to let these three hurt this woman and her kids.

Not without a fight.

 

[twylight]

Waiting for Dick to respond, Dinah continued to stare up at the sky. She had always loved the way wind felt on her face, Babs joked about all the time she spent on her Motorcycle, just so she could go riding it, and feel the wind in her hair.
Her mother had always hated it, she’d never understood Dinah’s ‘wildness’, because it hadn’t come from her.
Dinah smiled, reaching up to touch the canary shaped pendant on her necklace. It was part of her comm., but Babs had fashioned it to resemble her mothers trademark choker. She was more like her mother than either of them had cared to admit.

“I suppose so.”

Dinah looked at Dick, trying to figure out what he was saying, it clicked, he was responding to her comment.
She nodded.
“Right. Think you’ll be okay for walking?”

“Yeah, think so.”

Dinah let go of his arm and slipped her mask off slowly, breathing in the sweet air. She was glad she wouldn’t have to go around the city having to smell the musty air from the filtration.
She smiled glancing over at the people her and Dick had managed to save. The little girl was snuggled against the woman, with the puppy running around shaking his tail and the two boys….they reminded her so much of Roy and Connor.

Picking up her bo staff from where she’d dropped it she smiled at the little girl receiving no response but wide eyes gazing behind her.

Spinning around she saw an energy blast heading for Dick’s back. There was just enough time..

Dinah lunged, catching Dick around the waist “Wha..” She heard him say before something tore into her.
It burned cold through her body, and while her eyes were closed they felt wide open and dry as tears came.
As her mouth forced itself open in a scream she faintly heard herself scream a scream that quickly turned into a sonic cry she could feel the sonic vibrations through her body.

Her skin felt white cold as her muscles burned hot, she felt each individual hair changing color a slow crawling feeling from the root to the tip, from blonde to black and as her mind raced to comprehend it all, flashes of smiles and tears went through her mind, her mother, father, Ted, Roy, Ollie…..
Through the scream she felt herself gasp, as seconds blurred into eternity.

In a flash it was all over as quickly as it had begin.
Dick barely time to realize something hit Dinah causing her to glow, before a canary shaped pendant fell clanging to the empty ground.

The deep booming noises of the building across the street droned on in the background, the last testament of a Canary’s Cry.

 

[The Question]

Something's........wrong. There is a rather strange smell. And my head feels.....odd. So familiar. Halucinagens? Then I start to see them: Tot, Myra, Helena, Richard, all dying. Horribly. And Hub City. In chaos. Barely there, but starting to take shape. I realize.....



"Everyone.......I think we've been compromised."

 

[Johnny Blaze]

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Well, now that was interesting”, laughs Mordru after his blast, originally intended for the false Batman, wiped the Black Canary from the face of reality instead.
Mordru turned to face Dick Grayson, his face turning cold and emotionless, “Wasn't it, Richard?”

“Now”, Mordru says, extending his arm once again at Nightwing, “Shall we try that again?”