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

OOC: If I remember right, Keystone is in the middle of the country though. Kara's school is nearby San Fran I think, so you can always crash through the roof there. :D :up:
 
OOC: About 20 miles from either San Fran or San Jose... its Stanford... :o and about, 360 from LA...
 
THE INCREDIBLE SPORK said:
OOC: A suggestion I have to kill two birds with one stone is to have Superman throw parasite into the course of the nuke before it reaches Earth" And since he doesnt know its parasite yet when he does find out hopefully soon. He will toss him into the nuke. The last thing I can think of is sacificeing myself but I like playing as Kyle Rayner :(

Any suggestions Miss Vayle?
OOC: Not a good idea as it would only make the Parasite stronger.
 
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The reporter from the Daily Planet was escorted into Lex Luthor's office. He was amazed when he looked out the floor to ceiling windows and saw the entire cityscape infront of him. The tallest building in the world certainly had a great view.
The reporter sat down infront of Luthor's large oak desk and was told that Lex would join him in a few minutes.

******

The Parasite had just returned from a private trip to Hob's Bay where he had recharged in order to maintain his disguise as Lex Luthor. He now strolled into his enormous office and shook the reporter's hand. Rudy sat behind his desk and folded his hands in anticipation.

"Mr. Luthor, I'm sure you know that the world is just dying to know about your current exploits and what you've got planned for the future."

"Well, let's get started, shall we?"

"Very well," The reporter said. "Do you know what exactly caused you to fall into a coma several months ago?"

"I've been informed by the authorities that it might have been possible that a faction of terrorists attempted to infect me with a biological agent in order to keep me from being elected into presidency."

"Hmm, I see. Well, would you care to elaborate on your feelings towards earth's superheroes and supervillains. Especially considering that you and Superman joined forces once before in order to combat an illness that was spread by the Joker, and taking into account the conversation you carried with Big Blue earlier today."

"My feelings, and the feelings of many of America's citizens are that Superman and the Justice League attract these forces of evil. When they're locked in combat, they don't care who gets hurt along the way. Months ago, the purple monstrosity known as the Parasite battled Superman in our great city. During their fisticuffs, they demolished several buildings, including a large portion of this very structure that we're standing in. Such destruction rained bricks, mortar, and concrete down on the innocent civilians who were merely minding their own business on the streets below. Many people were injured. We're incredibly lucky that nobody was killed."

"Is it only Superman who you've made this crusade against?"

"Heavens no. Just recently, a Green Lantern failed to rescue a woman from the structural collapse of her house, preferring the adrenaline rush he recieved from fighting supervillains." Rudy shed a tear to solidify his performance. "How can we call these people heroes? People who care more about selling action figures and taking part in colossal battles in an attempt to strike a sense of awe in their fans. It's absurd."

"What have you to say about the incident that happened recently in Keystone City?"

"The mass histeria? The deathtoll in the hundreds? The fires? Poison? Explosions? Monsters? Property damage that has been billed into the millions?"

"Yes, that incident."

"Well, if the heroes weren't here to provoke the otherwise mentally unstable people who would become these so-called villains, then incidents such as the tragedy in Keystone would never have occured."

"Do you honestly believe that, Mr. Luthor?"

"Utterly and completely. We also have to take into account that these heroes choose to gamble with innocent people's lives. Dozens of medical teams (who were fully equipped to deal with the gas in the area) were blocked off from Keystone by Green Lantern's emerald barrier. Perhaps if he had built an airlock into his shield, instead of outright refusing any outside help, we might have been able to save many more lives. His actions were merely his way of showing off. They don't believe that we normal humans can take care of our own. They place themselves so far above us that we're regarded as pets who will only be saved if they can find any spare time for us. I, for one, will not stand for it."
 
lupus27 said:
"YES!"


Just then....


“Hear me, Justice League! Mordru is defeated, but the danger is not over yet! With his last act, Mordru released twelve nuclear warheads against twelve cities across the planet. We must divert those we can, and evacuate the civilians. Superman, one missile is heading for Metropolis. You must stop it. Kara, another is heading for London. You must not let it reach its target! Flash, you must evacuate the people of Paris before the city is destroyed…”


"You herd him. GO!"

"Huh. Well don't that beat all. Fancy meeting you here, No-Face. But I suppose we still have some rogues to beat, no?"
 
OOC: Spike, that is so friggin ingenious it's scary! You caught every single flaw and mistake and use it against us.:) Glad I didn't hear my name in there.:D
 
OOC: Thanks. I'll have a couple more surprises when I continue the interview, but I didn't want to post it all at once. :D
 
As the Scarebeast stood in the middle of the cracking street, his massive foot ripped through the ground as he kicked in a building. Another swing and the opposite building fell down. Two blasts of power hit three more buildings. The heroes were trapped. He made a grabbing motion at Batman and one thug shimmered into view, along with a man and a woman. A little boy was standing at their feet. A shadow of a bat was out stretched behind him. The thug pulled a gun and pointed it at the father.
 
HandMeDowns said:
As the Scarebeast stood in the middle of the cracking street, his massive foot ripped through the ground as he kicked in a building. Another swing and the opposite building fell down. Two blasts of power hit three more buildings. The heroes were trapped. He made a grabbing motion at Batman and one thug shimmered into view, along with a man and a woman. A little boy was standing at their feet. A shadow of a bat was out stretched behind him. The thug pulled a gun and pointed it at the father.

I watch as Scarebeast was half throwing Question off his back and trying to man-handle me.

That was when I noticed a man calmly walking towards us. How could someone still be sane enough to walk around here?

It hits me like a ton of bricks...the fear gas. He's creating his own fear gas. The man walks towards...no.

It's...everyone. Mom. Dad. Alfred. Barbara. Dick. Tim. ...Dinah. Everyone I've known. The man slips away, transforming into something else...a grinning demon. ...Me. And The Joker. Combined as one.

I rush towards them, trying to protect them from the hail of bullets coming towards them. No matter how many I deflect...they're all gone.

They're all gone.
 
batnkevlar said:
*Seeing two missiles fly over me, I look up and fly after them.*

"Ring, destinations for the two..."

~At this trajectory, one will hit New York and the other will hit DC~

"Dammit. I hate Earth."

*I shoot two beams of energy out from my ring. They form into two huge hands and grab the ends of the missiles. The force, although extremely powerful, is no match for me. I slow them down, but they are volatile. I had no way to disarm them without setting them off.*

~Sir, may I suggest...~

"Shut up ring, I'm thinking!"

*I glowed a bit brighter*

~But sir...~

"Hold on a minute, ring!"

*It glowed even brighter*

~SIR!~

"WHAT THE ***** DO YOU WANT!!!"

*In a burst of anger, my energy increased in power and the two missiles fizzled and shortcircuited. They were useless now. Good.*

"What is it ring?"

~The missile heading towards Madrid...~

"What about it?"

~Sir, turn around.~

*I turned around, only to see the missile hit me in the stomach, detonating above the skies of Keystone*

*As the atoms around me began to split around me, I threw up a spherical shield, one of the basic ones taught to me by Kilowog on Oa. It was times like this I had a sidekick...

The force of the nuclear explosion racked at my willpower. It was a freaking nuke, for God's sake. Haha... even He hates nukes... but I've taken worse. Once, on Kothugar...

I struggle to keep the sphere intact. It's nothing I haven't done before...

And like that, I finish my task. No nuclear winter. No fallout. Just me, good old fashioned Hal Jordan. The one true Green Lantern.*
 
Batman is in trouble. I have to stop this monster somehow. Batman once mentioned that he riged his utility belt to explode ten seconds after removal if it isn't taken of properly. I rush over to Batman, dodging his personal demons, and I grab the belt, ripping it off. I then jump up onto the beast and tie the belt around it's head. Part of me hopes this.....thing will survive the blast. The rest of me doesn't care. I jump of. As it grabs at the belt......






BOOM
 
The belt blows up on the beast’s head. An array of some fills the air. It clears…the Scarebeast is unharmed.


OOC: Hold off on trying to kill me for a second. Jrk and I are working on the big ending
 
Wonderful. I'm helpless. I really need to get some weapons.





OOC: Sorry. Besides, Batman had to fight Scarebeast in a suit that makes him as strong as Superman. I wasn't expecting four pounds of metal, leather, and explosives to do you in.
 
Harvey brought the car screeching to a halt at his Dad’s house. For a second, he thought about just starting the car again and driving away. But he stopped himself. Taking a deep breath, he got out the car and went to the door.

He knew hte place well. it was him who was paying for it. As much as he hated his dad for screwing his life up, he loved him as well. And there it was. The original duality. Nobody was answering the door. He used his spare key to get in.

Just then Valeria, his father’s maid came down. She was in her early 40s, but she looked like she'd ages 10 years. Crying and screaming, she noticed Harvey.



“Ah Sr.Dent seu Pai morte, meu deaus du sel, eu nao querro essui eu nao tem didnara por meu fillios e fillais. AHHHHHHHH!"

Harvey had never understood Portuguese, but the sound of her scream told him something was wrong. And Latino’s can’t handle a crisis - so he was going to have to cope with it himself.



Harvey ran as fast he could upstairs. To his Dad’s room.



“DAD!” Harvey said. He saw his father lying on the bed, his eyes closed.



“Dad?” Harvey said coming to him worried.

He couldn't hear breathing. Surely he was dead. He knelt down beside his dead father.


I'm glad you're dead, you old fart."

"Don't start celebrating yet," said his Dad.

"Jesus!" shouted Harvey, nearly jumping out of his skin.

"What did I do t odeserve you?" sighed his dad, "What did I do to deserve a freak for a son?"

"WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOU!" spat Harvey, anger rising within you, "When I was a kid, you beat me, you abused me! You ruined my life! But I...I told myself, that it wasn't you. No, my dad's perfect. it was a monster, tkaing control of my daddy. And when you'd finished beating me, the monster would go away, and it would..."

Harvey began to cry. Two-Face was gone, for now. It was just Harvey Dent and his father.

"...it would be my dad again," he continued, "You would hold me, and tell me you loved me, and that everything would be okay. Don't you get it, you old bastard? I NEVER stopped loving you. Never! So don't you dare die on me. Not before you tell me you love me. I want to see my dad again, one last time."

A tear ran down his father's cheek. He reached out his hand. And Harvey took it. His father smiled, then died.

They sat there like that, together, all night. Harvey knew that his father was gone. But he wasn't going to leave him. Not yet. Not ever
 
Only by Question's interfearence do I remember Crane rampaging across the city. My belt didn't do anything to him, and now I'm practically weaponless.

Unless...

"Crane! You think you're such a powerful man now, don't you? You think you're some kind of 'Man Without Fear.' Let me tell you something, Crane. I've fought with these so-called 'Men Without Fear,' and let me tell you...it's all a lie. We're all afraid of something...espically you.

" know all of your fears and weaknesses. You didn't have that good of a childhood, did you? Other children would tease you unmercelessly about your size, worsening and worsening every year...and then there was your mother. She certainly won't win any 'Mother of the Year' awards, will she? She was just as bad as the other kids, wasn't she? She taunted you, she beat you, just because she could.

"And then there's the most recent fear...death. If you're caught, you're dead. After you plagued Gotham with your gas, I thought you might have finally understood what you did, and let you escape from getting the chair. Now...you've been involved with the murder of countless of us and ravaged yet another town. I would be surprised if they don't crusafy you now. You've lost, you know it. If the rest of us find you...they will not hesitate to kill you. I would at least let you die by the law's hands. No matter how much I want to scratch the itch of killing you for being part of what they have done--and believe me, it hurts not to--I won't.

"It's over, Crane. You're finished. No matter where you go, you are going to die. You've lost."
 
OOC: Well, since Crane is legally insane, he wouldn't be exicuted. Legally speaking.
 
lupus27 said:
OOC: Well, since Crane is legally insane, he wouldn't be exicuted. Legally speaking.

OOC: That's exactly what they said after he was put in Arkham after poisioning Gotham. His ass is going to be extra crispy if GCPD pick him up again.
 

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