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Sijo from Puerto Rico Since: Jan, 2001
#5151: Nov 25th 2012 at 1:39:19 PM

Axel continued to stare at the heroines and Iron Man for a while. He noticed that the armored hero did not seem to radiate an "oddness" about him the way the other two did. He still had no idea what it all meant. Heck, for all he knew he was still in bed and all this was a bad dream.

Well, he wasn't going to stick around to find out. He wasn't a super hero, or a mutant- he was just a college student. Screw that stuff! He turned around and walked away, despite his "inner sense" still tugging at him.

After a while, the sensation ended. Maybe he had walked out of range? whatever.

And then- BAM! It was back, and if anything, stronger than before.

He looked up, expecting to see the same costumed girls again, but he didn't.

Instead, he saw what he at first thought was Wonder Woman, except she had red hair; and then, a flying shadow in the form of a bird...?

edited 25th Nov '12 5:25:54 PM by Sijo

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#5152: Nov 25th 2012 at 3:21:51 PM

After some more teasing banter Jack hung up and texted Rocket.

Show starts at 10 AM Try to be early please. Question will be there for backup. Maybe Sandman.

Trump delenda est
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#5153: Nov 25th 2012 at 7:53:57 PM

Rocket nodded after getting the reply back. The raccoon proceeded to put on his jetpack.....only to remember the thing got blown up two days ago.

"Oh.....right....." he said, facepalming. "My ride got disintegrated." He groaned. "Looks like I'm calling a cab. Again."

Rocket left his abode and walked down the streets, looking for a cab. He eventually found one. "Take me to Jack Ryder's studio," Rocket asked the cabby. The driver did a small double take before driving off and then mumbled something about mutant looking weirder everyday.

"Hey, I heard that!" Rocket complained. "I'm not a mutant! I'm an alien!"

The driver merely rolled his eyes.

During the drive Rocket noticed something in the sky......it looked like some blur of red, white, and blue flying through the sky being pursued by some giant black raven, but his small size had him looking at an angle that prevented him from getting any details.....

DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!
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King of Lame-Style
#5154: Nov 25th 2012 at 8:10:30 PM

Ivan sipped the final drops of his tea as the final draft of the article got sent to the NYIP's chief editor. He smiled, throwing a button-up shirt over his tank shirt he headed to his workshop and began working in a stun gun. He pulled out the the blueprints, revised them, brought some tools out and began working. Still about an hour until the show stated.

The graceless warrior, wielder of the edgeless blade, prophet of the old religions, writer of fluent nonsense, saviour of soul and song.
Sijo from Puerto Rico Since: Jan, 2001
#5155: Nov 25th 2012 at 8:12:15 PM

Suddenly Axel felt another alien presence even closer! And this one was coming from ground level!!

He turned to the side, and saw a cab drive past with what looked like... a raccoon inside?

..."Okay. I'm definitely dreaming now" he muttered.

Demovere Since: Dec, 2009
#5156: Nov 25th 2012 at 9:18:17 PM

The sound of a store alarm from somewhere caught Power Girl's super-hearing, and she slowed to a stop again, signalling Miss Martian and Iron Man to stop as well while trying to figure out the origin. Right on cue. Though with three of us here? Unless that alarm's coming from a bank, this is going to be overkill...

She headed over to the edge of the building and looked down. The street below was still deserted, with most people still afraid to head out after the small 'war' two days ago -

"There," she said to her companions, spotting a pair of balaclava-clad men as they turned a corner. They were running down the empty sidewalk pretty hastily, carrying an unboxed HDTV, and there was an alarm blaring somewhere - enough hints for one to assume they had just robbed an electronics store.

That wasn't what caught Power Girl's attention, though. "They're... not even trying to stay hidden," she told the other two, a bit of her wariness kicking in and keeping her from just jumping down and taking them by surprise.

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#5157: Nov 25th 2012 at 10:27:33 PM

Tony's grin could be heard in his voice as he looked down at the apparent robbery. "Well. That's good. Because that means I can do this." Tony immediately spun to his back in the air and flying straight down towards the men, bringing himself upright and landing hard on the ground right in front of the men, with one fist into the ground, staring at the two men.

"Hi there. I'm Iron Man. Care to tell me what the hell you're up to?"

Easing back into life one step at a time
God_of_Awesome Since: Jan, 2001
#5158: Nov 25th 2012 at 10:28:23 PM

Shit? That asshole is out? Darwin pressed his gray hands against some glass as he saw the report run on some TV displays. That clown c**t caused so many problems for people!

"The hell is Arkham!?"

TailsDoll I have a plan. Since: Apr, 2012
I have a plan.
#5159: Nov 25th 2012 at 11:02:31 PM

The two thieves dropped their stolen good onto the ground the moment Iron Man landed to the ground, completley and totally surprised. The expensive television's screen cracked as it hit the curb, effectively making their efforts useless.

"Dude... It's HIM," Rocco said, a quiver in his voice. "Hey, listen, we was just, uhh... aww crap he's gonna KILL me!"

Henshaw was more adamant in response. Though he was nervous, he was also enraged that he lost a quick buck to what was rumored to be rich-boy Tony Stark in some suit, of all people. "I'm gonna kick your ass, Iron Man!" he shouted, making a crude swing towards Iron Man with the sledgehammer he used to commit his robbery. Rocco distanced himself from Iron Man, and withdrew a Desert Eagle from his outfit, his legs and hands quivering.


In her hideaway, Renée Montoya looked up from her paperwork as a TV screen on the wall lit up. Just two unknowing test subjects she had recruited last night. Their conditions on the screen read as 'NERVOUS', and their BPM rates were increased, facts obtained from state-of-the-art electronic monitors. Curious, Renée pressed two buttons on her laptop, allowing her to listen in on them both from a hidden microphone.

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#5160: Nov 25th 2012 at 11:20:04 PM

"Ohhh, better than you have tried, handsome," Tony shot back, managing to jump backwards to try and avoid the hammer, immediately raising a hand to fire a repulsor at the fellow with a gun. "And come on, seriously, you're gonna shoot at me? The odds are better that the bullet would bounce off me and go back into your own skull than that you'd hurt me."

Easing back into life one step at a time
TailsDoll I have a plan. Since: Apr, 2012
I have a plan.
#5161: Nov 25th 2012 at 11:39:59 PM

Henshaw's attack missed completley, and Rocco was flung back from the repulsor blast, dropping his weapon with a scream as he hit the pavement. Seeing his partner lying down injured that quick was more than enough to dissuade Henshaw from further combat. He dropped the hammer and raised his hands.

"P-Please! I give up, man! I'm not a crook, I-I, look at me!"

Henshaw pulled the balaclava off his face. He was a surprisingly clean looking young man, no older than 18 years of age.

"Please, don't kill me, I wasn't gonna make a habit out of it, I wasn't gonna hurt no one, I just needed some money! My dad landed in the hospital two nights ago, some lunatic in a raccoon suit beat him up real bad, and now me and Rocco gotta pay for everythin'. I really don't wanna do this, I swear...! I'm beggin' you, don't hurt me..."

"@[=g3,8d]&fbb=-q]/hk%fg"
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#5162: Nov 25th 2012 at 11:54:14 PM

Tony let himself land on the ground again, shaking his head somewhat, sounding a bit exasperated. "Kid, first of all, despite what you might think, I don't just go out arbitrarily killing. Second, that TV is probably only a thousand bucks brand new, and that's out of a store, not a fence price, which would have probably only been half that, and that wouldn't have paid for a CAT scan, let alone a whole hospital bill. Third, there's a lot of ways to get help. If FEMA or the Red Cross or any of those organizations aren't able to help you, my company is working on trying to get as much aid out as possible, just contact Stark Industries and someone will be able to direct you to it...hell, I get pretty decent tax write-offs for charity, so you'll be doing me a favor. Fourth, if your dad got beat up by a guy in a raccoon suit, that raccoon is a pal of mine, and I'm sorry, if he beat up your dad, your dad probably had it coming. I know you don't wanna hear it, but believe you me, you aren't alone in the Asshole Parent world, I'm currently the secretary of the organization, right behind President Dunaway and VP Precious Jones. And fifth, if you do that for me, and don't go out doing this robbing and crap again, I'll fix this so you don't even go to jail for jacking an electronics store. Sound decent?"

He offered a hand to the kid to shake, keeping tense though, just in case.

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TailsDoll I have a plan. Since: Apr, 2012
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#5163: Nov 26th 2012 at 12:38:54 AM

Henshaw didn't shake his hand. He hugged Iron Man, needless to say it probably wasn't comfortable to either one of them (for different reasons). He was expecting a punch to the face, but instead got a helping hand. He didn't even care that Iron Man confirmed he was rich-boy Stark, or that he admitted to knowing about last night's events. It meant no more robberies.

"Oh thank you so much, I'll never forget this Mr. Iron Man!"

Rocco grunted, rising up.

"Yeah, now the boss is gonna kill us! Forget this shit, we gotta get out of here before someone finds out we screwed up!"

"Boss can kiss my ass, Rocco. That 'friends 'n family' he was yappin' about didn't do shit for us, but Iron Man sure is. Screw the pawn shops, screw the gang."

Henshaw took off his bluetooth earpiece and his heartbeat monitor and stomped on them.

"Let's go give that FEMA and Red Cross thing a chance. We're gettin' nowhere pawning crap."


Renée was dumbfounded as she listened in on things through microphones hidden in their monitors. She was surprised to learn her recruits were as young as they were, and she was expecting Iron Man—Tony Stark, to give them both the beating of their lives before sending them to jail, broken and in need of assistance from other criminals. Instead, he helped them quit her mockup 'gang', encouraging them to fix themselves. She wasn't going to be able to scare all these young men straight by disciplining them herself; No, she was going to send them after these vigilantes, who she harshly misjudged before. And if the results turned out similar to this incident, well, she'd perfect the process.

Renée took a swig of some brandy, halfway done with the third bottle she had that morning. She was eager to see what would come up next.

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#5164: Nov 26th 2012 at 1:02:43 AM

Oh God, hugging, why hugging? Still, Tony offered a bit of an awkward pat to the back for the kid, watching him stomp on...something, and talk things out for himself. He just nodded along, though keeping his faceplate up, staying covered, just in case.

"Well, all right, you kids get on outta here and I'll smooth things over. And try not to fall in with any more bad crowds. I'm still new at all this superheroing, but a few of the folks I've run into have a definite shoot-freely policy when it comes to their little gangs." He let a bit more humor into his voice. "And seriously, if you ever need to get a hold of me, it's the big fugly building in the middle of town with a tower on top of it. Hell, I'm always looking for interns if you want legit work."

With that, Tony bent, picking up the remnants of the ear piece and monitor, and took to the air again, flying up to rejoin Power Girl and Miss Martian.

"Well that was fun. I hope they actually do come by to apply, two kids like that willing to run with a big-ass TV like that, I could definitely use them in Shipping and Receiving. Listen, ladies, I need to go clear this up like I promised...and probably get back to my company work...and definitely figure out what this gang is they were going on about...so go on without me a while and maybe I'll catch up to you this evening, huh?"

He didn't really wait for a response...Tony had a bad habit of that...before taking off again, heading back down to street level to beeline for the electronics store. Time to throw money at problems until they went away.

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#5165: Nov 26th 2012 at 4:44:22 AM

A moment of silence followed Iron Man's departure.

And then... a swoon. "Aaah." Miss Martian said, clasping her hands together. "He's so... dreamy." She then giggled, closing her eyes and caressing her own hand, before a record scratch played on her head as she remembered Power Girl was standing right there besides her. "I-I mean... wow! That's some good superhero work! Nice job!" She then turned to where Iron Man was standing five minutes ago and did an overdramatic thumbs-up, a forced smile on her face as she nervously glanced at Power Girl's direction.

What followed next wasn't a stereotypical sitcom excuse, but rather, a very sad sigh, followed by a facepalm. "Come on, Megan! Who you're trying to trick? You're not fit for this superhero business." She turned to Power Girl, stuttering, as she started to walk back and forth. "I mean, I-I-I can't even fit in! I'm so... bubbly and so... out of place!... And don't you tell me I'm wrong! Do you think I didn't hear those facepalms?" She repeated the motion, frowning. "I mean, they were so obvious, I could practically hear an audience laughing!... I should just give up this whole superhero business. If I can't even act like a normal human being, how can I want humans to feel safe with me?"

biomechtraveler Since: Apr, 2011
#5166: Nov 26th 2012 at 11:30:14 AM

"I question the motive behind what you have just done Renee"

Ras Al Ghul, clad in his usual attire of white shirt and brown suit stepped into the room where Renee was plotting her next move.

Demovere Since: Dec, 2009
#5167: Nov 26th 2012 at 3:58:33 PM

Power Girl watched quietly as Iron Man defused the situation with just one non-lethal shot, followed by pre-pulling some strings to set the two young men straight - even from the rooftop, she could still hear their conversation, slightly-muffled by distance as it was. The cheerful grin that had been on her face for most of the morning disappeared, her thoughts now on what she usually does to crooks. What do you know, throwing money at some problems can solve them. Well, that and talking them out of stealing stuff. She unconsciously glanced down at a gloved hand. All I can really do is punch things and lift stuff...

She quickly put her (now-fake, but still-hard-to-tell-it-was-fake) smile back on when Iron Man flew back up to them, casually saluting as the corporate-mogul-turned-superhero excused himself to do corporate mogul things. When Miss Martian began to vent on her, Power Girl sighed, her smile softening. "Being bubbly is one of your strengths," she told the Martian with a playfully-stern finger point. "I'd imagine people would be a little more receptive to someone who could lift their spirits during a disaster rather than go all 'gloom-and-doom'. Besides, the Batman fills that niche more than necessary, and he keeps it focused (mostly) on the bad guys. Also, you're new to Earth, so I think you'll be forgiven for getting some things wrong the first time around - watching TV does not make you an expert on Earth culture. Heck, I'm not an expert on Earth culture, and I've lived on this rock all my life!"

Power Girl clasped her hands on the back of her head, tilting it to the side. "The point is, you have plenty of time to learn the ins-and-outs of this planet, so don't go beating yourself up like that, okay?" She flashed Miss Martian a friendly grin, before turning (mock) serious. "Also, nth lesson of the day: try to keep the fact that you're a Martian a secret for now. People are still getting used to mutants - bring an alien into the equation and the crazy ones might start pulling out torches and pitchforks. We should probably be glad Stark either played along with the 'joke' or was more receptive to alien beings thank we'd think..."

JasonC No boom today... from Good Old Blighty Since: Nov, 2012
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#5168: Nov 27th 2012 at 12:49:48 AM

She was being watched.

Artemis had been aware of that for quite some time now. A casual glance around showed nothing else in the sky with her apart from birds and a helicopter over to the west in the distance. And a flash of gold and red that was too far away to make out what it might be.

She stopped her forward motion, hovering in mid-air and turning slowly in a circle. Just birds, mostly pigeons. And a raven.

Diana had told her stories of the immortal sorceress Circe and her hatred for the Amazons in general and Diana in particular. Pigeons probably weren't her style, but ravens might be.

She started flying again, heading this time for where she had seen that flash of red and gold. She had read through the briefing packet on the heroes now active on the flight from Greece and Iron Man had been among them. If he wore a suit of advanced armor, that might include scanning equipment which could tell if anything was out of the ordinary near by.

edited 27th Nov '12 1:16:29 AM by JasonC

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I have a plan.
#5169: Nov 27th 2012 at 3:25:21 AM

Renée got out of her chair the instant she saw the great Ra's Al Ghul enter the room, and saluted him. She adverted her eyes the entire time she spoke to him, feeling as though she was not worthy to look directly at the Demon's Head.

"Master Ra's. I think I have discovered a way to eradicate all crime in New York City. Criminals are born young, in a society that's failing to raise productive men and woman. My plan, is to stamp out and manipulate crime where it starts, by engineering a false campaign of gang recruitments. The vulnerable adolescents of New York are still learning, and they can still be rehabilitated, unlike the thousands of men filling institutes like Ryker's Island and the Raft. All they need is an instructor, an active force that will discipline them—and punish them, en masse."

She gestured towards two of the screens on the wall. They were both reporting damaged tracers.

"I've seen a success with Rocco and Henshaw, two of Joker's former errand boys who were not seen during the District X riots. They've only committed a few petty crimes in their entire lives, and they've always abhorred murder, though that would have changed if they kept working under Joker. Now, they've openly renounced employment under the Night Shift gang, and are seeking legitimate employment, perhaps, under Tony Stark..."

She turned off the screens corresponding to Rocco and Henshaw with the press of a button on her strange laptop.

"If I could send a good majority of New York's juvenile delinquents into situations like these, where they realize that crime and gangs are bad... Perhaps I could safely follow up with the other plan. Destroying Ryker's Island forever."

edited 27th Nov '12 3:25:45 AM by TailsDoll

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#5170: Nov 27th 2012 at 9:29:12 AM

Jack was informing the head of security that Rocket and the Question would be assisting him and that Sandman might also be around when he caught the news of the Arkham breakout on one of the TV screens strategically located around the building. "Ah hell, I hope he doesn't decide to come back here. We might really need the vigilantes," then turned back to his employee. "But remember, yours is the final word on these matters. But since you've worked with Rocket already I don't see a problem with him. As for the other two, I'd reccomend a light hand but I will back you if there's any trouble."

Trump delenda est
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King of Lame-Style
#5171: Nov 27th 2012 at 9:50:55 AM

Ivan was about done with the stun gun when he checked his watch, he swiftly finished it and stuffed it in his briefcase. He got on the move, if he left later he wouldn't get to the studio in time. While he was on the move he broadcasted into his comm device:

"Morning everybody, Question here, I've got a few announcements; first, seeing the recent events on Arkham, and while I know Gotham is a long way from here, I want everybody to stay alert. Second, whoever that has contact with Power Girl and the strange green girl that was with her, extend them an invitation, there are spare communication devices on the manor, do the same with any other heroes you find. Third, the serial killer known as Rorschach is in New York, stay alert. Fourth, Rocket, I have info on the owl, I'll tell you more privately in the studio, that would be all, Question out"

He pocketed his comm device and he searched for an alleyway to change in.

edited 27th Nov '12 9:51:59 AM by Sanojutsu

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#5172: Nov 27th 2012 at 11:39:19 AM

"Well, heh, I can see that." She said, grinning and turning to face nowhere in particular. "See? No laugh track. Sorry, sorry." She chuckled, shaking her head. "But you're right, no need to beat myself over this. I can do better!... and I'll just have to learn as time goes on."

It was then she made the comment about being a Martian. "Actually, if I can just shrug off my green looks as thanks to a mutation, Miss Martian can be considered some sort of nickname- I'm green, fitting Earth's stereotypical look of my race, so everyone just calls me Miss Martian. As long as we put out this idea that I'm from here, something I think will be a bit hard since I don't really know how this world works, then we won't have any pr—"

Miss Martian stopped talking, raising an eyebrow. She then got on the tip of her toes and looked over Power Girl's shoulder, before finally flying up in the air and squinting her eyes. "I think I see someone... flying our way... but I can't make out the shape. All I see is red, white and blue, coming at us very fast." She then landed, crossing her arms. "Weird."

A beat.

"Wait, she's coming AT us!" Miss Martian yelled once more, before flying up into the air and looking frantically for something to stop the thing, if it was a thing. Not finding anything to pick up, she decided to do it old-style. Placing one finger on her temple, she thrusted her hand forward, sending out a psychic wave that would echo the word "STOP" through the mind of whatever was coming in their direction.

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#5173: Nov 27th 2012 at 12:26:21 PM

Artemis was flying towards where she'd seen the possible Iron Man sighting, buildings flashing past at high speed. Ahead of her, she saw a figure rise into the air. She started to slow down..

STOP!

The yell echoed in her head causing her to slam to an ungainly halt in mid-air. Floating several feet away was a young woman, dressed in what could only be a superhero style costume. She looked perfectly normal otherwise. Apart from the green skin. Another hero, Artemis decided.

She floated forward. "Greetings," She said. "I am Wonder Woman. And you are?"

edited 27th Nov '12 12:26:38 PM by JasonC

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#5174: Nov 27th 2012 at 12:38:58 PM

"Hey Rocket, you there?"

"Talk to me Pyko," Rocket said through his comms.

"I think you better access a news site, it would be better if you saw it for yourself," Pyko responded.

Rocket's PDA theflared up, showing a news website streaming the report that was causing quite a stir: The Joker escaping Arkham.

"...................." The raccoon could only give an annoyed scowl as he watched the broadcast. "While I really did not expect that, I am certainly not surprised," he said. He read the reports of Joker escaping from Arkham Asylum numerous times in the past with varying levels of subtlety. This, by far, was the most extreme escape yet. Despite the sheer insanity of the method, the bounty hunter felt it somehow matched the clown's MO and style to a T.

Then the transmission from the Question came in. "Rocket here, just finished watching a report on the Joker and I already know about Rorschach," he responded. The raccoon did not wanted to tell the fellow superhero that he personally met the famed serial murderer of criminal and found out about her identity, due to him feeling slight pity over her situation and because he was inside a freakin' TAXI, obviously. "I'll talk to you about the Owl once you're at the studio."

He then looked out the window of the cab. "I'm pulling into the studio now. Rocket out." He cut transmission just as the cab pulled over. "Thanks, mack." He paid the cabbie and opened the door -

"Hey, who's the Owl, anyway?" the cabbie asked. "Some supervillain?"

"He wishes," Rocket replied. "He's some washed out Wall Street accountant turned crime boss and where gawdy gliding equipment to attract the mutant crowd to work for him."

"But is he a mutant?" the cabbie asked.

"Nope. Pure baseline." Rocket then got out for real and went into the building,and then proceeding to the studio.

DAMMIT MARK, STOP HITTING HELPY!!
Demovere Since: Dec, 2009
#5175: Nov 27th 2012 at 1:43:46 PM

"That's what I'm saying," Power Girl replied, concerning the whole 'I'm green so I got the nickname of Martian' topic. "It's just that you really need to stop telling other people that you're actually from - "

She was cut off when Miss Martian rose into the air again and seemed to stop someone from flying towards them from behind. She turned around, eyes narrowing in curiosity when she saw the redhead floating in front of them. Jeez, is flying becoming standard superpowers for people these days?

When the figure introduced herself as Wonder Woman, Power Girl quickly recognized the costume she wore from old photos she had seen in various history books, both in libraries and on the internet. It had its own distinct style, yes, but the underlying design was unmistakable. She was about as tall as the descriptions of Wonder Woman in the past, too - taller than both Miss Martian and Power Girl, though that little tidbit didn't visibly affect Power Girl. "'Wonder Woman returns', huh?" she said, arms akimbo as a casual smile came across her face to mask her awe. "And you got a costume change, too. And a dye job. And plastic surgery." At her last comment, her gaze fell on Wonder Woman's face for emphasis.

edited 27th Nov '12 1:46:05 PM by Demovere


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