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

OOC: Dude, don't bunny people like that, that is NOT how I would have reacted, not to mention that I'm in the middle of a 300 person classroom with an a-hole professor, and not "Kara" but Linda.

IC: Linda hears a loud thud followed by shattering glass as a green blur falls from the sky. What in the hell?

Professor Metzner looked up from his podium at the loud sounds. "Oh for cripes sake! I'd like to go one freaking period with no interuptions. First the late girl, and now this!"

Linda walked over to the fallen and smoking body. "I think its one of those Green Lanterns. Its the cute one even. We should probably help him up, he looks hurt." As she helps pick him up she whispers in his ear, "Kyle, it's me Kara, are you alright? What happened? Why are you in Palo Alto?"
 
OOC: sorry about that I thought I was allowed to do one sentence Ill edit it out, sorry
:(

"One of the nukes, I coudlnt stop it. I had to detonate it..myself. Have you had any updates on keystone? Or how any of the leaguers are doing?"


I can barely see her above me, my eyesight is blurred, it hurts to breathe.......
 
Johnny Blaze said:
Fate was obviously frustrated at this news.
“There must be some form of antidote close by?”


"Couldn't you and Batman just teleport to the cave?"
 
"I always keep some antidotes with me in my belt. Unfortunately, SOMEONE threw my belt to try and stop Scarebeast."

OOC: Sorry, HAD to do it. :D
 
“I suppose we must.”
Fate reaches out and opens a shimmering blue, spiraling portal off to his side. He looks at Batman and motions towards the portal, “After you.”



OOC: I was actually trying to give a final, cryptic hint to the cure you all have had running around Keystone the whole time. ;)
 
DarkKnightJRK said:
"I always keep some antidotes with me in my belt. Unfortunately, SOMEONE threw my belt to try and stop Scarebeast."

OOC: Sorry, HAD to do it. :D

"Did you want me to let him eat you? Anyway, you and Fate can teleport to Gotham and pick up the antidote."


OOC: I............give props to the excelent burn you just dished out.
 
THE INCREDIBLE SPORK said:
OOC: sorry about that I thought I was allowed to do one sentence Ill edit it out, sorry
:(
OOC: You can, but only if you know the character and surroundings enough to do it correctly, or you ask permission (IE: PM, IM or in the OOC thread.) You didn't take into account that she wouldn't blab your name out in the middle of a packed class room because it would A: Jeopardize your secret ID B: Jeopardize MY secret ID C: Jeopardize Clark's secret ID.

Also did anyone catch my pre-Crisis nod there? No? I guess I'm probably the only one in here who's read both of Kara's short lived series's :o
 
"Only one casulaty for us...Black Canary."

I forget everything else. Dinah, dead?

"Bruce, how did Dinah die?"
 
Johnny Blaze said:
“I suppose we must.”
Fate reaches out and opens a shimmering blue, spiraling portal off to his side. He looks at Batman and motions towards the portal, “After you.”



OOC: I was actually trying to give a final, cryptic hint to the cure you all have had running around Keystone the whole time. ;)

I've just about had enough of magic for one day, but now I have no choice in the matter. I step inside the portal and in moments we're back inside the penthouse. I see Fate's confused expression and answer his question before he asked it.

"Someone destroyed Wayne Manor. That's why we're here right now."

I press the buttons and keys nessesary to open the secret section of the penthouse. I look over the things in there until I found one of the fear gas antidotes.

I walk back to Fate, noting on the television of a reporter lamenting on Joker and Harley Quinn (odd, since the last time I saw her, she was shot in the stomech by Joker, guess they got back together even after that)'s recent crime adventures. The footage stopped when a monkey with a gun grazed the reporter's shoulder. I'll have to deal with this when I'm finished here.

I turn back to Fate and hand him the antidote.

"Now let's get going."
 
Bishop Cori said:
OOC: You can, but only if you know the character and surroundings enough to do it correctly, or you ask permission (IE: PM, IM or in the OOC thread.) You didn't take into account that she wouldn't blab your name out in the middle of a packed class room because it would A: Jeopardize your secret ID B: Jeopardize MY secret ID C: Jeopardize Clark's secret ID.

Also did anyone catch my pre-Crisis nod there? No? I guess I'm probably the only one in here who's read both of Kara's short lived series's :o


OOC: Sorry wont happen again
 
THE INCREDIBLE SPORK said:
OOC: sorry about that I thought I was allowed to do one sentence Ill edit it out, sorry
:(

"One of the nukes, I coudlnt stop it. I had to detonate it..myself. Have you had any updates on keystone? Or how any of the leaguers are doing?"


I can barely see her above me, my eyesight is blurred, it hurts to breathe.......
"One of the nukes? But the nearest nuke was targeted over 300 miles from here... it threw you that far? I'll take him, my cousin is the reporter who knows Superman real well, I'll give him a call and have him try to find Superman."

Dr. Metzner pushes his glasses up, "Fine, but you're really getting on my bad side Ms. Kent."

What a jerk... "I'll make it up to you Dr. Metzner, I promise."

OOC: To move you I'd have to bunny you, and since I just ranted about it, I'll ask your permission first. Is it OK to move your semi conscious body to somewhere where I can get you to a safe zone?
 
Just before I left, I heard this from the portal.

SuperFerret said:
"Only one casulaty for us...Black Canary."

I forget everything else. Dinah, dead?

"Bruce, how did Dinah die?"

When I came back through, I decided to answer.

"I don't know how at the moment. Dick just told me she was dead.
 
"This single vial will not do. We need to mass produce this antidote, and make it airborne, so that we can save the entire city.”Fate teleports the pair away, to the Tower of Fate, specifically, the Scarecrow’s former lab.
“This is the lab the Scarecrow used to produce the fear gas that infected Keystone. Here you should find the proper equipment to mass produce a cure. And, to give you a hand”, Fate waves his hand and Dr. Mid-Nite appears in the room with them.
“Doctor, I apologize for the spontaneous teleportation, but you’re medical knowledge will be a valuable asset to mass producing the airborne antidote needed.”

Fate looks at both of them, “Do not worry about time, my friends, for time does not a matter in this place. You have all the time you will need.”
 
Bishop Cori said:
"One of the nukes? But the nearest nuke was targeted over 300 miles from here... it threw you that far? I'll take him, my cousin is the reporter who knows Superman real well, I'll give him a call and have him try to find Superman."

Dr. Metzner pushes his glasses up, "Fine, but you're really getting on my bad side Ms. Kent."

What a jerk... "I'll make it up to you Dr. Metzner, I promise."

OOC: To move you I'd have to bunny you, and since I just ranted about it, I'll ask your permission first. Is it OK to move your semi conscious body to somewhere where I can get you to a safe zone?

Yes Cori its fine
 
Spike_x1 said:
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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."
“Really?” asked the reporter.

“Most definitely. Nobody should have to live under their thumb. They may not come right out and say it, but actions speak louder than words. They denied help from us to aid our fellow man, resulting in many unneeded deaths in the Keystone area. They refuse any support from the rightful authorities in the many cases of what we call supervillains.”

“I guess that that would seem to be the case. It would also seem that you’ve been entangled with their actions more than once in the past, namely forming the terrorist group of villains called the Injustice Society. How can you possibly explain your actions with them?”

“If you recall, the vigilante known as the Batman assaulted me while I was in office. It was made clear to me that the Justice League were intent to remove me from power by any means necessary. I was acting in self-defense when I created the … what did you call it?”

“The Injustice Society?”

“Forgive me, but we were never called that by anyone besides narrow-minded individuals who would wish to drag my good name through the mud.”

“But you stood trial for the lethal acts you committed while with that group.”

“And proven innocent of all charges, if you recall. Notice that none of the Justice Leaguers took the stand during my trial. Do you know why? It’s because their testimonies would have proven to be completely falsified in the eyes of the law. That is because they had no true motive for their actions. No motive except to oppress us humans. THAT, my friend is why they didn’t dare show their faces in court.”

“I’m beginning to see your point Lex. What business did any of these heroes have by harassing you while you were President? With all of their powers, why didn’t they even try to investigate who had poisoned you all those months ago? They didn’t even care, because you stood for us, the independent icon of humanity. Everything they’ve been trying to oppress.”

“Now, let’s calm down and move onto another subject, shall we?”

“Very well, Mr. Luthor.” The reporter shifted in his chair as he changed the topic. “What do you have to say about the soaring of your company’s stock?”

“Well, it seems as if the American military shares my views about the meta-human community. LexCorp weapons sales have gone through the roof. ”

“That, no doubt contributed to the recent acquisition of your company’s longtime rival earlier this week.”

“I assume that you’re talking about Wayne Enterprises? Well, Bruce Wayne has been far too occupied with parading around his celebrity status, rather than paying any attention at all to his company. With the tragic death of Wayne’s CEO, Lucius Fox, and Bruce’s constant refusal to answer his calls, his board of directors saw fit to sign over his company to a man that they thought would be able to manage the business far more effectively than Bruce has shown capable of.”

“You?”

“Yes. Not to badmouth Bruce, but he simply lacked what it takes to operate his former company. He hadn’t been to a board meeting in over a year and nobody knew where to contact him. It was simply irresponsible of Wayne to expect other people to do his job for him.”

“Now that you own both LexCorp and Wayne Enterprises, you are undoubtedly the world’s richest man. You own almost all of the real estate in both Metropolis and Gotham. You’re the largest supplier to our nation’s army--”

“I feel obligated to support our troops in whatever battle may be coming,” interrupted the Parasite.

“--And you’re now the leading contributor to humanitarian causes in the world. Not to mention you now own the Daily Planet, which would make you my boss.”

“That’s right,” Rudy chuckled. “This article better come out good, or you’re fired.”

The two men laughed together and shook hands to end the interview.

“It was good speaking with you Lex.”

“You too.”

“I’m sure this interview will touch hearts around the world.”

With that, the reporter was escorted out of the office. The office of the most powerful being on the planet.

The Parasite grinned as he looked out his office window over his city, his arms crossed behind his back. Rudy picked a imported cigar out of a case resting on his desk. He lit it and breathed smoke. He now held the Batman’s company in his grasp and had crushed all of the heroes reputations with a few paragraphs worth of words.

“Consider that payback for electrocuting me, you dumb bastard.”
 
Linda carried him down the empty hall way, thankful that it was the middle of the period so noone was around. She ducked into the bathroom she had changed in twice earlier. "If this hurts my grades, you're gonna owe me big, Greeny" She flew him off campus to Titans Tower in her now tattered uniform, Oh well I wanted to try some new designs anyway. In the deserted Tower she grabbed a JLA comlink. It seems so desolate in here without Vic, Rachel or Gar... I hope Vic and Gar are alright. And I haven't even heard from Conner or Cas since, since... oh god I can't even think about it. I miss Bart. I miss him so much.

"Supergirl to all availible JLA members. Come in JLA. I have a Lantern here who looks a little green around the gills. Someone may want to pick him up."


OOC: Sorry bad pun, I know :o
 
“I know what you’re doing.”

Bart spun around and looked at her. She stood primly in the doorway, her hands behind her and her blonde hair just right.
Blonde….Bart thought back to Kara, maybe once he got back..he’d matured so much. Would she even still care?

“I figured you would, no secrets around here.” he said stepping away from his project.
She walked over next to him and studied it.

“I really should tell him-”

“Figured that too.”

“-But I’m not. At least not yet.” She turned and looked at him, studying him with her eyes as if looking right through him.
“Time travel is a tricky thing. History has the deaths down and you disappearing.” She said before turning and walking towards the door, leaving.

“It also has other things down.” He bowed his head as silence filled the room.

***I know how you feel, Bart. You miss her.***

He turned to see her gone, nothing but him and his project in an empty room.
 
Paris, France-Morning
God that day took alot out of me. I'm still laying on the grass in front of the Eifel Tower. I can feel hands going all over me. When I open my eyes the little runts back up in suprise.

"If you're looking for my wallet you're gonna have a hard time finding it and even if you did I doubt you'd want it."

They pass around puzzled looks.

"There's only so many places I can hide it."

They all look at each other and then to this one short blonde kid who they push in front. Poor kid. Nervous, timid, shy, staring at his feet as he babbles on to me about god knows what in a foreign language. Nothing like I was at his age. So I put my hand over his mouth to shut him up.

"Thaaat's enough kiddo... Hey, uh, you guys mind backin off a tad? Thanks."

More blank stares...Great. Like a friggin fish tank--...Hel-lo.
She comes walking over quickly, making loud echoes as she walks in her high heels.
"That's enough children. Back on the bus."
Brunnette. Light skin, but not pale. Blues eyes. Kinda on the short side but that's fine by me.
"I apologize for that. Are you okay?" She says as she leaned over. I can't help but stare at her big, round, beautiful...eyes. What beautiful eyes they were. The kind you can suffocate yourself in and not care because you died with a smile on your face...

"Monsieur?"

Voice like an angel.

"Hello? Monsieur Flash?"

"huh? Oh! Oh, sorry."

She helps me up to my feet as I keep trippin over my own words. God, I'm a spaz.

"I was just taking a nap here and-woah!"

I slip on the wet grass and nearly land on my ass but she holds my arm and helps me up. She tries to cover her face so I wouldn't see her laughing...but she's not good at it.

"I'm not usually like this. I'm a...I'm a superhero." I say with a dumbass grin on my face.

"Yes...I can see that...hehehe"

"Oh...um, right." Forgot I was wearing this thing.

"So, Mr. 'superhero'...Why were you taking a nap on the grass? Sleeping on the job are we?"

"Well it was such a beautiful lawn and the flowers here looked so beautiful I figured...why not sleep all over em?"

She laughs...wow, what a laugh...You know that feeling you get in your stomach like two squirrels fighting over a nut...but...you know...in your guts?...Gettin that right now...Haven't felt that way since...well, you know...

"...You got a nice laugh...I like that..."

We smile at each other for a moment.

"So...what's with the kids? They all yours?" Had to close my eyes on that one. Stupid! Oh god, stupid!
Lucky for me she just laughs again.
"Uh, no. But sometimes I wish they were...I'm their english teacher. You know. The language. Not the...subject."

"Right. Right. Well you're good."

"Thank you."

"De nada."

"That's spanish."

"...oh"
Again she laughs at my stupidity...I'm in love with that laugh...That's when I get a call from cold water on the groin--I mean Supergirl. "Supergirl to all availible JLA members. Come in JLA. I have a Lantern here who looks a little green around the gills. Someone may want to pick him up."

":sighs:...That's my cue. You know. Hero stuff. Someone needs something done real quick. So...uh...yeah." I turn around to go when I realize something. ":snaps fingers: Oh right. I never got your name."

"Faye Fantine."

"Faye..." I say with a warm smile. Heart warms just hearing it. "...oh, um."

"Don't worry. Here is my number and address."

"Address?"

"Well if you are going to take me out then you must know where to pick me up, no?"

I smile at her. "...right."
"I trust you will not abuse it."

"Hey, I'm a superhero okay? I'm all about trust...Well...Bon jour."

"Bon voyage."

I nod with a smile and in a blur I head towards San Fran. I decide to run instead of 'port'. Gives me time to think...and daydream. I arrive at Titans Tower and...well...I ring the bell on the intercom.

"Someone order a hero?" Oh like you're not used to the cheese spewing out of my mouth by now.
 
Oh great, Wally... why couldn't it have been Kal? Or even Bats would be better than Wally....
"Yeah, I did, so that still doesn't explain why you showed up."
She grins as she lets him in.

"It's your buddy Kyle, his battery's a little worn down by the looks of it. Guy crashed my psych class, as if my professor wasn't peeved enough as is, at me being fifteen minutes late because I saved London... stupid secret identity... Hey, Wally? I can see why you quit being Kid Flash when you went to college, its tough to do both."
 
"I know what you mean." I say as I walk over to Kyle.
"That was a good one by the way. Stealing my material now?" I get on one knee and lean over Kyle...I hold his head up in my hands... and I start smackin the living piss out of him.

"Kyle. Kyle! Wake up ya lazy S.O.B."
 
OOC: This is what I would've posted if I got to it before the two of you

Everythings still going a little hazy for me, the only little tid-bits I remember from last time I was concious were I was taken to then Teen Titans headquarters. I wake up, and Im on the titans couch. The first thing I see is Kara watching MTV on their over the top all-in-one titans screen across the room, god what the hell has happened to this channel I mean really I remember the good ole days where they used to have non-crappy music on here...non-crappy, is that even proper English? Well anyways I need to figure out how to help out the JL...........................................

Dear god I feel like crap...first things first lets see if I can get up, I put my hands by my sides and push myself off the cushions, and I stand, but unfortunately I using most of my bodies strength to hold myself up. I see my reflection in one of the windows, dear god...... I look like Ozzy ****ing Osbourne (with the shaking and everything)
"Alright here we go lets try taking a step...eeeeh......."
*ZOOOOOOOM*
Im knocked over by a great force of wind I know its none other than my friend, The Flash,
"OWWWWWWWWWW....Dammit Wally...."

OOC: I tried to put humor in it dont continue off of this post guys
 

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