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Bud 'n Lou

01-26-2002, 05:11 PM

Im curled up on the couch in the Rec. Room and watching TV.

"Good evening, I'm Summer Gleason." the anchor says. "Tonight, on Gotham Insider: Superman's high-voltage nemesis, Livewire, is scheduled to undergo a psychiatric evaluation at Arkham Asylum..."

I perk up in my seat. This could definately be of interest...

"Metropolis authorities ordered this action after her last bout with the Man of Steel. Some sources speculate this move could be beneficial for Livewire, AKA Leslie Willis, in her upcoming trial, should she plead insanity. She is due at Arkham early tomorrow morning."

I sit back and smile.

I've found my ticket out of here.

"...And now for tonight's top story. The nefarious Joker is at it again. The clown prince of crime has reportedly escaped from Arkham Asylum..."

"I hope this FEEDS on your conscience. I hope you know how pitiful you are!" I hear someone shout behind me.

I recognize the voice. Lyle Bolton. The man who used to work here at Arkham, but turned into the villain Lock-Up after he was fired.

"This would NEVER happen on my watch!"

"Easy Bolton," one of the gaurds warns him.

"You can't handle these scum! You're not worthy of your job!'

I can no longer hear the television over the shouting. But it doesn't matter. I'm having an idea...

"I said to take it easy!" the gaurd asserts.

'Take your hands off me!" Bolton bellows. I hear the sounds of a violent scuffle behind me. I remain composed, facing forward.

More people are joining in the melee. I stand up and turn to look at the carnage. Nearly all the prisoners in the room are involved now; Two-Face, Killer Croc, even Scarecrow. And those who aren't are cowering in the corner. The Ventriloquist, Riddler, The Mad Hatter...

When I'm sure everyone's attention is diverted, I snatch the orange extension cord from the back of the TV, coil it, and slip it under my shirt.

In a few seconds, a team of club-brandishing gaurds burst into the room, accompanied by a few doctors armed with sedative filled syringes.

I raise my arms submissively to let them know I'm willing to cooperate peacefully.

Within moments, the ruckus is quelled, and all prisoners are ushered back to their cells.

I go quietly.

JLU Dude

01-26-2002, 05:50 PM

Bane:

We arrive at LexCorp. "We're here," I state.
"I know," Metallo says.
We get out and walk inside. Some guards look at us and pull out their guns. "FREEZE!!!" they yell.
"No," Metallo states. He runs up and slams one guard into a wall. I grab another and toss on the ground. Metallo grabs another gun and breaks it. He then grabs the guard and toss him onto the floor. I grab the last one standing, walk over to a to a recpetion desk and toss him. I then walk into an elevator. Metallo folows me. "Goin' up" Metallo states.
"You talk too much," I tell him.

Metallo:

"Ah, soon," I state. "I will sweet revenge on Luthor."
"Louder," Bane says. "I don't think they heard you."
"Do I detect sarcasim," I state.
"Shut up," Bane tells me. "Just shut up."

The Guitar Slayer

01-26-2002, 05:51 PM

OOC: I think I'm addicted to this RPG. Also, please tell me not to ad lib you if you don't like it.

IC:

"Okay, okay, you've found me, Nighty boy. What are you gonna do now?" I step out of the shadows toward the more illuminated area.

My new suit produces the reaction I wanted from Batman. A slight intake of breath, throat clears, and do I detect a flush? I slink over toward the masked men and the boy, who is...quite taken with the sight. <mental sigh> Teenagers.

"What do you want?" Nightwing asks me coldly.

Well, if that's the question....I raise one eyebrow and look at the Bat. "Allow me to rephrase that." Batman finally speaks. He looks me in the face. "Why are you trailing us?"

I double up my whip and play with it a bit. "For kicks." I begin to walk around them in a circle. "For a night out." I stop right beside the young boy. "For vengeance." I snap it like a father with a belt would if his boy was out of line. Robin jumps. "I have a score to settle with Harley."

"And that would be?" Batman's eyes were now slits.

"Insensitive gift that I found offensive. I just want to irk her a little, no murders or torture."

"How are we supposed to know you aren't going to turn on us?" Robin finally mustered up enough to speak to me.

I smile as I recall that he hasn't dealt with me as much as the other two. "Beware, little bird, of hungry cats. Especially when they've been rubbed the wrong way by a particular person."

I walk right to Batman's left arm. I look up at him with my green eyes wide and innocent. He glares down on me, but he can't keep it going for long. As soon as it breaks, I make my voice get quieter and quieter as I say my peace: "I know what their trap is. But, as displayed by your little bird, I don't believe he trusts me. Now, Batman...do..you..trust..me?"

I wait for his answer.

Trent Lane

01-27-2002, 02:47 AM

"I trust no one, Selina." Her eyes go wide as she steps back. I sigh and begin again. "But if you know where the Joker and Harley are, and what their trap is, I- we could use your help." She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pecked me on the cheek.

"You won't regret this, Batman." She cracked her whip and jumped off the side of the building. Nightwing took off after her. Robin grabbed for a grappling hook, and I stopped him.

"Robin. Wait."

"What?" he asks, looking back at me.

"I need you to stay back on this one. Just in case things don't go the way they should."

"But I thought you trusted her?"

"I never said I trusted her, just that we'd go along with her. You've got the tracers in our belts to follow. If we don't check in within the hour, come find us." With that I take a running jump off the building and fire a grappling hook into the cool night air....

Bird Boy

01-27-2002, 11:27 AM

IC (Robin):

Great. Left behind. I turn around and jump over to the next building.

I hear screaming in the distance. Probably another purse thief.

I take out a grappling hook and fire it around a lamp pole. I come down hard on the man with the knife.

I look up and two more are looming over me.

"Uh..Hi guys!" I say.

One of them smiles and I land a kick to his stomach. The other takes out a gun and points it at my head.

"Time to die Birdy Boy"

Ugh. Can't they call me anything more creative.

I put my hands in the air

"All right..I surrender"

The mans eyes go wide and then he's dropped by a woman. Wait..make that Batgirl.

"I had it handled"

"No you didn't" she replies.

"I was fooling around. Batman left me behind. I had to do somthin' to keep me occupied"

Barbara smiles behind the mask and goes over to the lady and hands her back her purse.

"Here you go ma'am."

She doesn't speak but just slowly walks around Batgirl. She then begins to walk at a pace and eventually breaks into a run.

I grin then see Batgirl climbing up a ladder to the roof.

I follow her.

"So, why'd Batman leave you behind?"

"Somthing about not trusting Catwoman" I say. "He said if they're not back in an hour, to follow their tracers"

Batgirl nods and then takes out a grappling hook and it wraps around a building in front of us.

"Come on..we got an hour to kill..."

I take out my grappling hook and follow suit.

END.

-BB

JLU Dude

01-27-2002, 11:48 AM

Bane:

The elevator stops and Metallo & I get out. We start to walk rowards Luthor's office. We see nine heavily armed guards. "Freeze," one of them says.
Metallo grabs one ans tosses him at four of his buddys. I grab two and toss them to the ground. "Beg for Mercy," I say as I grab another guard.
"Never," the guard says.
I throw him down to the ground.
Metallo uppercuts another.
"One to go," he says. The last one standing runs away. He walk over to the secretary's desk. "We're here to see Luthor," I say.
"Do you have an appointment?" she asks.

Metallo:

"He should be expecting me," I say. Bane and I walk over to the wall and ounch it. He breaks and we go though. "Hello, Lex," I say. I ran up to him and grab him. "It'd been such a long time."
"Hello, Mr. Luthor," Bane says. "I am Bane."

redDragon

01-27-2002, 12:40 PM

January 15th 10:50pm

I spin around the lamp post encircled by a ring of gigantic roses with extra sharp thorns. As I dance it begins to snow lightly, giving the roses a frosty look. Ah, Gotham what a wonderful place!

Ever since I got out of Arkham I've been planning to crash the Gotham Botanical Museum's grand opening! They have so many deadly and rare plants there! What great havoc I shall wreck upon this city using the tool of dear ol' Ivy! What a great joke! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

But dear me, the opening is in only a few days. So much more planning to be done! Harley better have been able to find the old gang. They're so troublesome to find after I've broken out. Such a brilliant plan! I can't wait to see the face of Batsy when his city succumbs to my joke!

Kylewayne

01-27-2002, 04:24 PM

"C'mon BABIES ! We don't wanna be late! And you morons better not fall behind" I say to the gang I rounded up for Puddin!
Speaking of Puddin. I wounder what he has in mind?

"Left or right?" I say to the goons.

"What do you mean Harl ? "

"JUST PICK ONE!!!!" I yell.

"Left!"

"Good I wasn't gonna turn right at the light anyway =P"

We finaly arrive to the hide-out. I can't contain my excitement to see my Puddin. As soon as I see him. i do what i normaly do... I POUNCE on him. "PUDDIN!" I say in a cheery voice as I hug my dumplin.
"So what's the plan?"

Sugar Daddy

01-27-2002, 04:34 PM

OOC: How does Luthor and co. apply?

I tread softly behind the Bat and the Cat. Yea, that was corny. Anyways, as I judge the surroundings Catwoman stops. She says, "Look, there's Harley entering the Joker's lair."

"That's not all," Batman says. "Look, the Penguin is on top of the building!"

"This is gonna be a fun night," I comment before I glide down to the roof of the Joker's hideout, on the opposite side of the Penguin.

Batman and Catwoman follow shortly thereafter. Batman is pissed, but tries to hide it.

The Guitar Slayer

01-27-2002, 07:50 PM

Batman/Catwoman

We followed Catwoman to a less desirable side of town. We stopped on top of an abandonned apartment building, and looked down.

I check behind us as the boys look for Quinn and the Joker. This is going to be a big mess if we get ambushed.

"There," I said, pointing to Harley as she skipped down the sidewalk with her two "pets" in tow.

Harley and her little monsters were making their way toward the meeting spot. I suppose it's closer to Crime Alley than I originally expected, but if we can intercept her and get her to talk.....if I can do it without him noticing....

Catwoman growled and started off the edge. I grabbed her arm. "No." She looked back with a snarl, but it faded away.

Batman was right. If I went off half-cocked, those nasty things would have a
nice dinner; they were vicious as hell. Besides, we could get two birds with one stone if she leads us to the Joker.

Harley moved into the building opposite that we were watching from. A dim light came in in the lobby area. I looked to Nightwing and nodded. I stood up and floated down toward the front room. He peered into the front window, trying to inform us of the situation.

From what I could see, it seemed that there were....flowers just inside the door... Batman interrupts my train of thought. "What's the plan, Catwoman?" He's looking through his binoculars and carefully watching Nightwing.

I point into the building. "I was down at the Iceberg when I overhead Cobblepot squawking over the phone at someone. Something about roses. I didn't pay much mind to it until I saw those. Cobblepot is probably going to fund the Joker so he can poison the flowers and send them all over the city. Happy Valentine's Day." I finish bitterly.

"You lied," Batman growls. He puts down the binoculars to speak to me face to face. "You knew nothing of it before you brought us here. Then you just made up a conjecture on the spot."

"I bluffed. There's a difference," I shoot back.

"There is a good chance you are wrong, Selina."

"There is also a good chance I'm right."

Something interrupted our bickering. It was a strange noise...kind of like claws on tile. Batman and I turn to look into the building.

Suddenly Bud and Lou burst out of the front window and attacked Nightwing. "Great," I said as I jumped down toward him, Catwoman in tow. He had almost taken care of the one, so I bound the other one.

"Well, that was intresting," Nightwing said as he pulled himself off the ground. He smiled toward us. "That why you had me come down here?"

I walked through the window into the building. Harley was gone, but she left a mess behind. Papers, mostly floor plans for a convention center were all over the tables and floor.

I step over and around all the debris and glass left behind by those ugly holy terrors. Something bothers me. Call it a sixth or seventh sense, but I don't feel comfortable. I turn to see a box with a happy face on it...Oh God....

A small, unusual plant in a glass case sat in the middle of the table. I was just about to pick it up when I heard Selina's voice.

"Batman, Nightwing, get out of here now!" She darted past us and we followed. As we exitted through the window, the building exploded, shooting us into the street. I hit hard, but seemed to be alright. I looked up to see Nightwing sprawled out in the road, and a car was coming right for him...

I vault through the air and land as gracefully as I can on my posterior. I absorb the shock for a moment before a light beam hits me right in the face. My hand goes up...and like a deer in the headlights, I can't possibly move before the car hits me....

redDragon

01-27-2002, 08:44 PM

OC: Just wanted to say that Joker isn't meeting Harley at a hideout ::bops KW:: I was having them meet at some random place outdoors...hence the swinging around a lamp post.....and a problem Bud brought up....Ivy ain't out of Arkham yet....she has to wait for Livewire to show up.

Trent Lane

01-28-2002, 10:36 AM

OOC: I'm taking redDragon's comments and putting them to use here. A slight change in the way things are, but nothing too drastic...

We followed Catwoman to a less desirable side of town. We stopped on top of an abandonned apartment building, and looked down.

"There," I said, pointing to Harley as she skipped down the sidewalk with her two "pets" in tow. Catwoman growled and started off the edge. I grabbed her arm. "No." She looked back with a snarl, but it faded away. Harley moved into the building opposite that we were watching from. A dim light came in in the lobby area. I looked to Nightwing and nodded. I stood up and floated down toward the front room. He peered into the front window, trying to inform us of the situation. Suddenly Bud and Lou burst out of the front window and attacked Nightwing.

"Great," I said as I jumped down toward him, Catwoman in tow. He had almost taken care of the one, so I bound the other one.

"Well, that was intresting," Nightwing said as he pulled himself off the ground. He smiled toward us. "That why you had me come down here?"

I walked through the window into the building. Harley was gone, but she left a mess behind. Papers, mostly floor plans for a convention center were all over the tables and floor. A small, unusual plant in a glass case sat in the middle of the table. I was just about to pick it up when I heard Selina's voice.

"Batman, Nightwing, get out of here now!" She darted past us and we followed. As we exitted through the window, the building exploded, shooting us into the street. I hit hard, but seemed to be alright. I looked up to see Nightwing sprawled out in the road, and a car was coming right for him...

Tim Drake

01-28-2002, 03:20 PM

OOC: Ok I don't want to be the bad guy but there are a few rules that probably should be applied here. Normally the RPG should be done in present tense not past. Also, this is The New Batman Superman Adventures I should try to stay true to its character. I think Metallo and Bane have already killed off three guards, but that type of thing just doesn't really happen in this show. Ok I'm done complaining

Superman

Its been a long week I tell myself as I fly over Gotham City.

Work at the Daily Planet has been hectic and taking down Livewire has left me drained. Right now I'd really prefer to be at home sleeping but I've got to find Metallo. The SCU reported that Metallo had broken out of Striker's Island, but hasn't been seen in Metropolis. So its late and I'm probably wasting time on a hunch that Metallo is operating somewhere in Gotham.

I scan the red skyline in hopes of some clue to Metallo's whereabouts. As I glide past Goth Corp, I realize that I'm not getting anything accomplished. Then suddenly I see a very familiar building.

Wayne Enterprises.

Maybe Bruce could give me a hand with Metallo. I chuckle at the thought. Probably not. I still owe him for saving me from Ra's Al Ghul.

BOOM!!!!

I turn to see a building in Gotham's Industrial district erupt into flames. I scan with my X-ray vision.

Speak of the devil.

I see Batman, Catwoman, and a figure I don't recognize. They tumble hard out one of the windows of the flaming building. Batman and Catwoman are fine, but the third figure lies unconscious. I jet over to the scene as quickly as possible. As I fly I hear tires screeching and I see a car about to collide with them. I narrowly manage to pick up the unconscious man before the car reaches us.

I drop the unconscious man gently next to Batman and race over to the car. The driver seens to be fine.....

"What's the deal you Super-jerk?" The angry driver yells.
"You almost ran into me!!"

"Listen," I say politely, "There was a man in front...."

VROOM!

The angry driver speeds off before I finish. I float back over to Batman who is attending to the unconscious man.

"Are all of Gotham's citizens so nice?" I ask Batman sarcastically.
Batman doesn't respond to my joke but instead says a very stoic,
"Thanks."

"What are you doing here with Catwoman?" I ask.
"Following a lead. Possibly the Joker." Batman responds.
"Hmph." I answer. " I'd love to help but right now I'm looking for..."

"Metallo." Batman interrupts. "He's at LexCorp with Bane. Good luck."

"Uh, Thanks." I utter in surprise. Bruce never ceases to amaze. I fly back toward Metropolis and LexCorp, making a short trip to Star Labs first to pick up a change of clothing.

Trent Lane

01-28-2002, 03:33 PM

OOC: Thanks for specifying the whole "no deaths in the TNB/SA world" thing, Tim Drake. I was wondering about that. Post later...

The Guitar Slayer

01-28-2002, 04:08 PM

OOC: My entry is kinda useless now. Can I just delete it for now then put it back up later when we find something for it?

On second thought...Trent, can I integrate my entry with yours? I got an idea, and it would happen at the same time as your entry. Please give me an answer ASAP.

Peace and Rock 'n' Roll
The Guitar Slayer :cool:

Sugar Daddy

01-28-2002, 07:24 PM

OOC: I'm really liking this story, but a question, I can't post till I come around, right?

Bird Boy

01-28-2002, 07:41 PM

Originally posted by lasportsbiggie
OOC: I'm really liking this story, but a question, I can't post till I come around, right?

You sir, are correct. Unless you want to post about Nightwings dream..lol.

I'll post later, as I WAS going to post, but due to some mis-understandings, the story got shaken up a little.

ah...hopefully in a page or two we can get it straightened out. Or, if any of you have AIM (I know 50% of those who post in this RPG do), we might be able to set up a Chat meeting. My AIM name is General Ceel.

-BB

JLU Dude

01-28-2002, 07:46 PM

OOC: I'm waiting for Spaceman Spiff to reply and I'm sorry about the killings Tim Drake. My AOL IM mane is SuperDude3300.

Spaceman Spiff

01-28-2002, 07:48 PM

"Ah, Metallo," I say, my voice calm and relaxed. "I assume you're hear to settle some sort of score. You, of couse, believe Superman."

Metallo pulls me close to him and says, "Yes, you poisined me and put me in this machine." I can hear the sneer if not see it on his expressionless face. "You will pay for that."

I grab his arms and firmly push them away. Reluctently, Metallo lets go. I smile, replying, "Must you be so predictable? And, couldn't you be a bit more subtle about this? I'm sure Superman's knows you and," I turn towards the other man, "Bane, is it? are here."

I turned away from Metallo and walk towards the window looking over Metropolis. "Besides, if you kill me, you'll be stuck in that machine, reliant on a space rock for your life."

JLU Dude

01-28-2002, 07:58 PM

Bane:

"I am," I reply to Luthor's question. I sigh and look around. This is magnificent place. "Metallo thinks you might have helped Joker during his rampage here a few months back," I say.
Luthor chuckled. "I came here to join him in killing you."

Metallo:

"He does have a point," I say. "Superman will be here in any mintue."
"Ah, great," Bane says.
"Don't worry," I say. "Unless he brings that lead suit, I'm ready to destroy him."
"Then, shouldn't we make this quick?" Bane asks.
"No," I say. "Nothing like killing two birds with one stone." I look at Luthor. "After Superman, you're next, Luthor."

Sugar Daddy

01-28-2002, 08:29 PM

my aim lasportsbiggie, its also my e-mail address, but if u im or email me, put ur toonzone user name in it and tell me its ur toon zone user name, otherwise ill probably delete on accident, lol, anyways talk to ya soon

Batgirl_2005

01-28-2002, 08:40 PM

ooc: My AIM is HElaine2... sorry I haven't posted ic yet... but I'm not sure what to put... I'll post soon tho! ^^

Sugar Daddy

01-28-2002, 08:45 PM

Originally posted by Bird Boy
You sir, are correct. Unless you want to post about Nightwings dream..lol.
-BB

Nightwing dreaming....

"mmmmm......Barbara"

Tim Drake

01-29-2002, 05:18 AM

OOC:

Justice League Dude no problem man this is a learning experience. However you might wanna go back into your earlier posts and edit them slighty about the deaths...
MY AIM is lumandrew

Trent Lane

01-29-2002, 06:24 AM

Originally posted by The Guitar Slayer
On second thought...Trent, can I integrate my entry with yours? I got an idea, and it would happen at the same time as your entry. Please give me an answer ASAP.

OOC: Sorry for the delay GS.... how do you want to integrate it? I'm cool with it so long as it flows. You do what you're going to do and I'll post afterwards...

Barb Gordon

01-29-2002, 09:43 PM

OOC: I live! lol, can you beleive I didn't even realize that this RPG was actually going already? well, anyhoo, I'm finally here, sorry for the delay! And thanks for putting me in even for a sec Bird Boy^-^

IC:

"So he let her come along?"
I ask Robin as we swing through an alley on our ropes. No response.
"Hey, Boy-Wonder, wake up!"
"huh? sorry.."
I roll my eyes...boys.
"Must have been some change in her costume to make you space out so much and for Batman to let her tag along."
I quip. As we land on the nearest rooftop Robin's utitlity belt beeps. As he grabs it to listen, I can hear Batman clearly.
"We made need you to swing by and lend a hand--"
Robin's eyebrow raises slightly, so does mine. Batman almost never needs us to just 'lend a hand'. He continues,
"Nightwing is unconscious. If he doesn't come out of it soon, I need you to come and take him away."
My heart skips a beat....what happened to him? Is he hurt badly? I practically jump Robin and grab for the receiver, but I restrain myself.
"Uh, sure thing Batman."
Even Robin seems a little surprised. He looks my way, I think he forgot I was even there.
"Batgirl is here--"
"Good. You two come over here, now. She can take Nightwing and you can stay with us."
I don't know whether to be happy or not with this command. I'm surprised at myself for being so anxious to see how Nightwing is. But a part of me is also a bit peeved that I'm the one that doesn't get to stay behind with Batman. No matter, at least he was going to use me. I pull out my grappling hook.
"Shall we?"
I say as I launch it and swing out in the night.

Barb^-^

Spaceman Spiff

01-29-2002, 10:35 PM

"There's an interesting thing about being made of metal," I say as I walk to my desk. I place my hand under my desk, next to a switch. "Especially, you're particular alloy." I flip the switch, activiating a powerful electromagnet behind the wall.

Metallo struggls against the pull of the magnet as pens and other metal trinkets fly past him. He is doing an admiral job of holding his ground, but his effort couldn't last forever.

I turn to Bane and say, "Your metal man seems to be a bit occurpied. Are you prepared to take on Superman yourself?"

OOC: Justice League Dude, you can put words in my mouth :D if you'd like. Oh, and my IM is CoolBot63

JLU Dude

01-29-2002, 10:50 PM

Metallo:

"Luthor, I'll get you," I say.
Luthor just chuckles.
"You can't team up with him," I tell Bane.
"Why?" Bane asks. "I'll need some Kytrponite."
"Help me get free and you'll have it," I say. "Superman's bound here any mintue."

Bane:

I sigh. "If you have Kyrptonite and I might be able to do it," I tell him. I walk over to Metallo. I get dragged into the magnet (OOC: Remember, this is TNBA Bane. He wears a spiked bracelet, dog collar, and his vemon controller.) I kick the machine damaging it. I'm free and so is Metallo. "Now, I have Kyrtponite," I say. I put my arm out in front of Metallo.
"Why the...?" Metallo asks.
"Superman put you in prison, which in turn allowed Luthor to do this," I tell him.
"Good Point," Metallo says.

Tim Drake

01-30-2002, 01:03 AM

OOC: To the Guitar Slayer your integrated post is great, but it should be placed properly. You can back to your old post and edit it and use what you rewrote there so the story is in chronological order.

Superman:

I don't like walking into traps, I tell myself as I fly toward LexCorp. Still I really don't have a choice, Metallo and Bane are wanted criminals. At least I have two advantages. I'm wearing Professor Hamilton's anti-kyrptonite suit and I know how to deal with Bane. I approach LexCorp with caution, when I am within viewing range I focus on Luthor's private office.

Inside I see Luthor, Metallo, and Bane around Lex's desk conversing. I need to take down Bane and Metallo quickly or I'll lose. Can't afford to play by all the rules this time.

With determination I fly through the windows of Lex's penthouse office and smash Metallo into a nearby wall.

As I turn to face Bane, I feel a massive fist slam into my side which sends me reeling to Luthor's desk. Luthor watches from a safe distance quietly. Probably doesn't want to do anything incriminating.

In the corner of my eye I see Metallo getting up. I need to hurry.

Bane rushes at me again.

"I will crush you Superman!" Bane yells.

I don't respond and hold my ground. As Bane throws a left hook I grab his arm and focus my heat vision on his venom controller. Bane struggles and punches me in the stomach as I continue to blast his venom controller. Blasted thing has tough armor. Right as Bane lifts his right fist to connect with my face, Bane's venom controller begins to malfunction.

"Argh! The Venom!" Bane cries. Bane drops to the floor. I bend over to remove the venom tube from his head, when suddenly
I'm lifted up.

Darn it. Forget about Metallo.

"Nice to see you again Superman." Metallo says sarcastically. Metallo lifts me above his head with both arms and tosses me through the windows of Luthor's penthouse office and out into the sky.......

JLU Dude

01-30-2002, 06:06 PM

Bane:

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGH!!!" I must pull the tube out. I claw at it and manage to pull it out. I gotta fix this. I run out the door and into an elevator. It has to be fixed. I stop and run outside. I walk out the taxi Metallo and I swiped and get it it.

Metallo:

I walk to the window and drop out of it. I smash up the pavement as I land. I walk over to Bane, who's in the taxi. "I'll meet you at Hob's Bay," I tell him. He drives off and I walk towards a police car. "COME ON, SUPERMAN AND FIGHT ME!!!" I yell. I walk over to a police car and smash it's hood with my right fist.

Spaceman Spiff

01-30-2002, 06:43 PM

I walk to the window and watched the fight outside. I notice Bane getting into the car and driving off. I walk over to my desk, and flip the switch on the intercom. "Mercy, find a way to locate Bane. And warm up the helicopter," I order.

Ten minutes later, I walk up to the heliport. The blades on the helicopter are already spinning and Mercy is standing in front of it with a portfolio in her hands. I take it and open it. Inside, I see a photo from the security cameras from a LexCorp building at Hob's Bay. "Excellant," I say as I climb in the helicopter.

Mercy climbs in the pilot seat. Soon, the helicopter is in the air. "Mercy," I say, "drop me off at LexCorp Labs first. Then, bring Bane there. Tell him I have a buisiness proposition for him."

The Guitar Slayer

01-30-2002, 07:28 PM

OOC: Done, Mr. Drake. If Trent says no go, I'll kill it completely. Trent, if you liked what I wrote, you can delete your post, the one that I merged with.

IC:
I watched the whole interaction between Bats and Blue Boy while still sitting on my keister. They hadn't paid much attention to me.

"So..." I carefully make my way over to Batman and Nightwing. As a father would watch over a son, he was constantly, almost obsessively checking Nightwing's pulse and breathing. "How do you know the Overgrown Boy Scout?"

His lips twitch, but I know that only happens when he wants to smile; that kind of thing would ruin his image. "Through the ususal means: supervillain team ups, world crisis, JL business, coffee..."

I laugh softly. Whether he wants to admit it or not, the Batman has a sense of humor.

Nightwing groans. Maybe it wasn't that funny.

Sugar Daddy

01-30-2002, 07:59 PM

OOC: I'm awaking, yes! Really, though, im doing this because I didn't get an e-mail that the rpg was updated, and I usually do, since I subscribed to the thread, but whatever. Sorry

Bird Boy

01-30-2002, 08:10 PM

IC (Robin):

I take out a bat-grapple and swing it around like the cowboys do in the old west.

I look over at Batgirl with a grin. She takes out his bat-grapple and shoots it.

"My ways quicker" she says then tugs on it. She flys off the roof.

I tug on my cord and follow her.

I see a red and blue stripe streak through the sky and head out of Gotham.

Batgirl's on the ground next to Nightwing before I even land on the building away from them.

I touch ground and Batman turns around to look at me.

"Is he alright?" I ask, trying not to show much concern.

"He's fine. Batgirl-" Batman turns and faces her "Take him back to the cave"

The batmobile pulls up and Batman lifts Nightwing into the passenger seat.

Batgirl gets in and the cockpit closes. The batmobile lights flip on and speeds forward.

"So, what now?"

Batman takes out a bat-grapple and fires it. I follow suit and shoot another one.

Batman turns and looks around. "Where'd Catwoman go?"

I shrug.

END.

-BB

Barb Gordon

01-30-2002, 11:29 PM

IC:

He's so cute when he's asleep...unconscious, eh, same difference, right? Even though I was worried about Nightwing, I had to bite back the smile that was attempting to form when Robin and I came upon the scene. Cowl or not, it was easy to see that Bruce was worried, with a fatherly affection, about Nightwing. It really is a shame that they rub each other the wrong way, if only they could just get past it, but no, both of them are just way too stubborn to budge. I hope Dick realizes that Bruce does worry about him. I swear, men can be such idiots sometimes! I set the Batmobile on auto drive, lean back in the the seat and glance at Nightwing's still form. Asleep or not, doesn't matter, Dick Grayson is an incredibly good looking guy.
"Why'd you have to go and get yourself hurt,huh?"
I ask. I get a groan in response.
"Not much up for a conversation I see."
The car slows to a halt as we reach the Batcave, amazing, I didn't realize that I had been thinking and staring at him that long.
"Miss Gordon, pleasure to see you this evening."
I hear a familiar refined voice say as the cockpit slides open.
"Great seeing you too Alfred. Dick's hurt, not sure how much though, could you help me get him over to the medical table?"
He was already at the passenger side lifting Dick out, incredible, that man never ceases to amaze me.
"I'll go get some water and tea for when he comes around. Let me know if you need anything else."
He says, already heading upstairs.
"Sure thing, thanks Alfred!"
I call after him. I slip the cowl off my head, pulling my hair free and letting it cascade onto my shoulders. My eyes scan over Dick's body. He groans again, ****fing around a little this time, he's definetly going to come out of it pretty soon. I begin to mutter under my breath the injuries that I can see,
"Small gash on the forehead, some bruising around that area...."
I sigh, that's the only injury I can see so far, but I can bet that there are more, but his costume is concealing them. I have two options, wait until he wakes up and can take his own costume off, or I just do it now. I chew my lip in thought, can't believe I'm actually having to think over the options. Well, least I can do is get his mask off and clean his head wound, perhaps he'll come around by the time I'm done with that. I pull off my gloves and carefully remove his mask and lay it aside on the table. I run off and grab a towel, some anti-bacterial medicine, cotton balls,and fill a small basin with water. I dap the towel in the water and gently brush it over and around the wound, cleaning up the blood that had dripped down his face and chin. He winces and stirs again. If that didn't wake him up, I can bet that the anti-bacterial stuff will, he's always such a baby when it comes to that. Resoaking the towel I dab a bit harder at the wound to try and get out any dirt that may be in it.
"Stupid little..."
I mutter to myself as I try to clean the gash. Without realizing it, I have one leg up on the table and am leaning over him, very closely I might add, trying to see if there was anything that I missed. Something, a feeling I guess, makes me stop halfway through, though. I glance down, and find myself staring directly into Dick's open eyes.

Barb^-^

Tim Drake

01-31-2002, 03:43 AM

OOC:
Sheesh! Barb Gordon That is some well written provocative story there!! I like!

IC:

I shake the broken glass off my floating form. Fortunately my anti-Kyrptonite suit is still in one piece. I scan Lex's office. Looks like some serious property damage. Metallo makes eye contact with me and smiles. He then proceeds to walk out the window of Lex's office and drop to the street several floors below.

Craaaack!

I hear the pavement break as Metallo makes contact with the asphalt.

COME ON SUPERMAN AND FIGHT ME! Metallo yells. Too many civilians, I think. Can't fight him there. Metallo sees my indecision and walks toward a nearby police car. He raises his fist and slams it into the hood. Guess I have no choice. I fly at Metallo at full speed knocking him straight into the ground.

Metallo antcipates my attack. He grabs me by the midsection and throws me headfirst into the pavement. I hit hard.

The pavement gives way and Metallo and I tumble into the sewers below Metropolis.

JLU Dude

01-31-2002, 04:24 PM

Metallo:

Superman and I fall into a sewer. I get up and walk over to Superman. I walk over and punch Superman in the gut. He uppercuts me back. "Okay, Superman," I say. "The gloves are off."
I grab him and the helmet and begin trying to crush it. "Any last words?"

Bane:

I continue driving. Ah, soon, it's back to Gotham. I sigh as I arrive at Hob's Bay. I walk into a bar and take off my venom controller. "It needs fixing," I say. I start trying to fix it. Blasted thing. Hopefully, Metallo will get Superman and help me repair this stupid thing.

The Guitar Slayer

01-31-2002, 07:20 PM

For the moment, I wasn't needed by them. They had enough to go on. I had my business with Quinn that wasn't along the lines of his. I have an extra clue that he didn't.

Right before I hightailed it out of the building, I realized I'd seen that type of flower before. I had once seen Poison Ivy's green house. There was this party two Christmases ago...

At any rate, in the backroom, I noticed that this exceptionally pretty type of rose was germinating. Quinn had gotten the roses from Ivy. Lord knows what she feeds it.

I swing away from Batman and Robin toward Ivy's greenhouse, the most likely source of the flowers. They were heading in the opposite direction, toward the Joker.

Sugar Daddy

01-31-2002, 09:56 PM

OOC: I hope I can live up to Barb's post, lol

IC: "Work it, Babs," I comment as I am finally able to realize my surroundings.

Barbara steps back, slightly embarrased and slightly angry. "You pervert."

"Haha, I've heard worse. There are more fishes in the sea."

"Shut up, Dick."

"Right, whatever. Anyways, care to fill me in on what happened?"

"Sure." Barbara proceeds to fill me in on the hazy details of the past couple of hours.

"I have to go back to help Bruce!" I scream as I get up. "Oooh..." I fall into Barbara's waiting arms. I look up at her lips, directly above me, and couldn't help but comment. "Babs, your lips, they're..."

"Dick, if you don't shut up, you're going to regret it."

"I like the sound of that."

"You're horrible, you know that?"

"I know, but that's what you like about me."

Barbara tries to frown, but can't.

"Dick, I need to fix your wounds. Let me do that, with no talking from you, and then we can deal with Bruce."

"Whatever you say, beautiful."

"You know your starting to sound like the Flash, and that's not a good thing."

"Ok, ok, I'll stop. Fix me up so I can go."

"So we can go." Barbara says firmly.

"We!" Dick says back.

"Let's get to work," Barbara says and she looks over Dick.

Barb Gordon

01-31-2002, 10:09 PM

For now, I'm blaming his recent behavior on the fact that he may have a concussion.....otherwise, I would be really tempted to smack him upside the head. It's so temtping to just fall into his open arms....
"Would you stop complaining?"
I say for about the fifth time as he backs away from the anti-bacterial bottle.
"It really stings!"
He retorts. He's breathing fast, which I can see, since he took off the top half of his costume.
"It wouldn't sting so much if you would just sit still for a second."
I retort. He finally settles down and I lean forward and blow gently on the cut on his head to lessen the pain.
"Better?"
I ask. He's staring at me again.
"Much..."
I'm leaning way to close to him, and he knows it too, because he suddenly jerks back and rubs the back of his neck the way he does when he's nervous.
"Hey Al!"
He said cheerfully, and I turn and see that Alfred has returned with a tray.
"Good to see you up and about, Master Dick. I thought you might be a bit hungry before you go back out there."
He said, laying the tray on the table next to us. Dick's eyes are positively glowing like a little kid's.
"Thanks Al!"
He says, already leaping off of the table for the food. He doesn't think I see it, but he gives a little hop as he lands, and sits on top of the table instead of just standing. He's either bruised, twisted or cut, something on his leg. It'll take everything short of torture to get him to admit it so I can treat it, though. Alfred smiles at me as he heads back upstairs.
"Well, how are you feeling?"
I ask casually.

Barb^-^

Trent Lane

02-01-2002, 01:16 AM

"Where'd Catwoman go?" Robin asked, turning to me. "Great! We lost her!" I look at Robin, trying to conceal a smile.

"Not exactly. I put a tracer on her." Robin smiled back.

"Good thinking."

I pulled the tracing device from my belt and activated the screen. She was moving in a hurry. "I knew better than to just let her go off into the night. She's still got a "score" to settle with Harely. And I'm willing to bet Ms. Isley is somehow involved as well."

"Huh? Ivy? How'd you-" Robin paused. "Right, the whole "detective" thing. Gotta remember that."

"The flower on the table back in that building- it was a rare plant, definetly not a native of Gotham. Definetly something Ivy would have in her possesion. But what use would Harley have with it?" I looked at the blinking light on the screen. It had stopped. I pulled a grappling hook from my belt and shot it upwards.

"Let's go."

Tim Drake

02-01-2002, 04:48 AM

Superman

The water splashes around me as I struggle. Metallo stands over my fallen form with his hands clasped around my helmet. I hear my visor beginning to crack.....

"Any last words?" Metallo inquires. As he continues to crush my helmet, Metallo opens his chest to reveal his kyrptonite heart.

"Speak up Superman," Metallo taunts. "I can't hear you."

"Not this time, Corbin." I answer.

With all my strength I clasp my hands around Metallo's neck. I pull Metallo off the floor, and throw him over my shoulders slamming him into the wall behind me.

JLU Dude

02-01-2002, 02:28 PM

Metallo:

I go back into a wall thanks to Superman. I get up and put my fists together. I then bring them down. Superman gets up and uppercuts me. "Corbin, stop this," Superman tells me.
"Never," I say. I close my chestplate and start charging towards Superman.

Sugar Daddy

02-01-2002, 07:37 PM

"Better, cause I'm with you."

"Can it, bird boy."

"Hey, I'm Nightwing now. Tim is bird boy now, go make fun of him."

"But you're so dissable, Dick!"

"You.....you...."

"Your speechless Dick."

"I know, I know."

"Go me, go me, go me!"

"Haha, very funny. Are you done? I need to get out there. I feel better." I get up and walk around.

Barbara says, "I think you should do the training sequence to see if you can go out there."

"I'll do it because I know you just want to see me sweat."

"Whatever you say, hotshot!"

I go over to the training center of the Batcave. What a piece of cake. I could do this with my eyes closed.

30 minutes later--

"Alright, Barbara, I'm done. I'm going."

"Not without me."

"You ready."

"As ready as I ever will be."

I pick up by Bat-communicator. "Batman, where are you?"

"Nightwing."

"Nah, really?

Batman was silent.

"Seriously, Batman, where are you?"

"Is Batgirl coming?"

"Yes."

"Meet Robin and I at Iv's greenhouse."

"What? Where's that? And where's Catwoman?"

"Batgirl knows. And don't worry about Catwoman."

"Ok, fine. Later."

I look at Barbara. "Let's go!" I say.

redDragon

02-01-2002, 07:43 PM

OOC: We should put the date and time at the top of our posts for some organization.

IC: Jan 15th 11:40pm

Such a pity I had to leave some of my brilliant plans back there! They must be dashing over to Ivy since we left that rare plant! I'm sure she'll just be green with envy for getting it! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

"Gee boss, where we going?" Curly says.

"Why we're having a night on the town! Seeing the great scenery and looking for a new apartment!" I reply.

"An apartment?" Moe asks.

Harley hits him with that mallet of hers, she's not been a great mood since I made her leave the hyenas for the bat brats! But what can I say? Those two mutts are always ruining things for me! It's about time I put them to actual good use!

I give Harl a smile, "Don't worry baby! I have a great plan! Why you'll even be able to give dear ol' Pam a present after we've taken over the town."

I drive my purple corvette towards the Kwik-E-Mart, I really should get a bigger car. Can't fit that many people in this little thing! How could I possibly give Batsy a distraction with only three men? Impossible I tell you!

The Kwik-E-Mart looms into view, what a nice little hideout it shall make! The outside color scheme is already considered gaudy by all sane people. Such lovely streaks of bright green, purple, and magenta! No wonder everyone thinks it's not only a store!

I have Curly and Moe announce my entrance into the rather tiny store. By the time I dance my way in all the customers have crowded into the corner, ready to be shot at my whim.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! My esteemed patrons! You my friends are the lucky guests to witness my christening of this lovely new hideout!" I grab a glass bottle, I think it's some fruit juice. "With this bottle I name this place the Kwik-E-Mart of killing!" With that I smash the bottle over one of the hostages making a lovely red splatter.

Bird Boy

02-01-2002, 08:00 PM

IC (Robin):

Jan. 15th, 11:34pm

I take out my grappling hook and fire it where Batman shot his.

I tug on the cord and I'm pulled forward. My cape flaps behind me, creating that cool effect that scares the thugs away. Course, they only cower in Batman's shadow. Never mine....

I pull myself up onto the building. Maybe someday I'll be able to scare the bad guys like Batman or Nightwing does. Course, Nightwing probably just scares them because his mask cuts off his nose..

"Robin"

I snap out of my daze.

"sorry"

Batman looks back down into the street.

Nightwing and Batgirl land behind us.

Batgirl moves over to the opposite side of Batman and Nightwing stands comes over to my side.

I take out my binoculars and look around. Nothing.

All four of us stand on the roof. Waiting.

END

-BB

The Guitar Slayer

02-02-2002, 11:33 AM

January 15th, 11:28-40.

I land on Ivy's greenhouse. I go around to about five windows before I decide to go in. You never know who or what has been living in here since she was arrested last.

I jump quietly onto the floor. I carefully look around before standing up. I take in the sight of the green house.

It's a fairly large room. In the middle is a large flower box, 18 feet by 6 feet, filled with a variety of plants. Along the walls are various vines and flower boxes containing newer creations. All were healthy. Good old Eddie Nygma. He had a green thumb and a way with cats when I was....away and he was not in Arkham. I stay away from the southeastern corner of the greenhouse. That is where Ivy keeps her maneaters in this room. I pass along the opposite side toward the backroom.

I stick my head in then step into the small room completely. This was Ivy's development room. Still no sign of the roses. I cautiously open the the door to the backroom. This was more or less Ivy's living area. I note the large 'guardian' standing in the corner. I grip my whip a little tighter as I paw through the drawers and all of Ivy's belongings. Absolutely no sign of the roses I had seen at the Christmas party. I stood in the center of the room. Harley must've gotten them all...

Eddie would probably know. I'd wait around to ask him.

I catch sight of something on the wall that looks like a spice rack. I read off the labels mentally. I smile as I take a few vials. These could definitely help my 'causes.'

So I wait.

OOC: At this juncture, Catwoman waiting for Eddie Nygma, but will hopefully end up with Ivy and Livewire. Chick fight, anyone?

Barb Gordon

02-02-2002, 05:45 PM

Well, I had to hand it to Nightwing, he does like to goof around, but when it comes to being serious....it's almost scary how well he can do it. Just like Batman, that serious, blank face which means he's focused and ready. We both landed without much of a sound behind Batman and Robin. Well, that had been about ten minutes ago, and we had yet to do anything else. I shifted my weight onto my left foot since my right had started to fall asleep. I glanced to my left where Batman was. He was still looking through those bonaculars, and I can bet he hadn't moved even a centimeter in the last ten minutes. Robin was shifting around a bit behind him, glancing around him in his boredom. I turned to my right where Nightwing was. He was staring at the greenhouse too, he stopped though, when he realized that I was glancing at him. He gave me a little smirk.
"Pretty slow so far, huh?"
He commented, moving closer to me. I nodded,
"So far, yes."
We both glanced over to Batman again and we couldn't help but grin.
"Ya know, sometimes I wonder if he's part gargoyle or something."
Nightwing whispered with a smile. I couldn't help but smile too. His smile's are contagious, I mean, who wouldn't want to smile when he's smiling? He looks so adorable when he does one of the lopsided grins that he does so well. I hand't realized that I had basically zoned out for a minute or two. I blinked and found him gazing at me again.
"What?"
I asked irritably. His grin softened,
"Nothing..."
He responded quietly. Oh great, now I did it, I hurt his feeling a little...I think. I sighed,
"Why wont you tell me?"
I prodded gently.
"You're just....you're beautiful, you know that?"
Thank god this cowl covers most of my face, because I know for sure that Nightwing can't see how much I'm blushing. I opened my mouth to respond,
"Time to move."
Batman says, cutting me off before I have a chance to say a word. Nightwing has already moved a little away from me and is stretching out a few tired limbs. Well, so much for that moment, I sigh to myself as I straighten up.

Barb^-^

Bird Boy

02-02-2002, 06:17 PM

IC (Robin):

"You're just....you're beautiful, you know that?"

I do a vomiting impression off the building. Dang. they don't notice.

"Time to move"

Batman doesn't bother taking out a grappling hook. He jumps off the building and grabs the sides of his cape. He floats down and lands. He motions for Nightwing to do the same.

I walk to the end of the other end of the roof and make a running jump over to the other roof.

I manage to grab onto the ledge. I loose my grip and fall down to the ground.

I'm caught by Nightwing.

"Heh. I could've made it"

Nightwing grins "yeah..right"

I look over at Batman who has one of the "Stop it" looks.

Batgirl is walking across the street. She must've taken the ladder down.

Batman walks through the dark alley. You can't even see him move. A light signals for a brief second and we follow...

END

-BB

Batgirl_2005

02-02-2002, 07:01 PM

ooc: ok... I'm going to try... I've never done Supergirl before... this might not be fabulous. If it's too bad let me know and I'll delete or whatever...

ic: (Jan 15 11:40 pm... i think...)

I fly down into the sewers and slam my shoulder into Metallo as he charges at Clark. He goes into a wall. As he gets up I slam my fist into his metal face. As he staggers backward I soar over toward Clark.

Metallo charges at us as he opens his chest plate to reveal his Kryptonite heart.

Tim Drake

02-03-2002, 04:28 PM

Superman
Jan 15th 1140 pm.
Sewers near Lexcorp

I get ready to throw a left hook at Metallo when Kara darts in from the sky. She flies directly into Corbin and knocks him back into the now broken wall. I stand still in surprise and watch as Kara slams her first into Metallo's steel face. Metallo staggers backward momentarily.

I give Kara a look of dissapproval as she soars over to me.
"Ka-" I stumble. "Supergirl what are you doing here?"

"Saving your butt, what does it look like?" Kara answers.

"But you don't have any protection against kyrptonite." I answer.

As we talk Metallo recovers and charges at us once more. As Metallo runs he reopens the chamber to Kyprtonite heart.

Instinctively I grab Kara's hand and fly out of the sewers at full speed.

Sugar Daddy

02-03-2002, 04:37 PM

"Robin, one day you'll like girls."

"What? You saw?"

"I'm all seeing and all knowing, bird boy!" Yes! I thought to myself, I called Tim bird boy.

"Meanie."

"Let's get to work, Robin."

Robin, Batgirl and I huddle around Batman.

"Look," Batman says. "There's Catwoman."

"And look who's behind her!" Batgirl shouts.

JLU Dude

02-03-2002, 05:24 PM

Janurary 15, 11:41 P.M., Sewers near LexCorp, Metrpolis.

Metallo:

"GAH, COME BACK HERE!!!" I yell "WE'RE NOT FINISHED!!!" I climb out. "Well, that was fun." I walk over to a stoped car and steal it. I toss the driver out. "Have fun, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" I start driving towards Hob's Bay.

The Guitar Slayer

02-03-2002, 06:06 PM

A creak gives her away.

"Ivy, I didn't expect to see you. I was looking for Eddie. He's been taking really good care of your plants." I don't bother to turn around. I know it's her. Surely, no one else has that presence.

"I wanted to ask Eddie if he could watch Isis for a week or two while I went out of town. Like a plant, Gotham needs time to regrow between harvests, if you know what I mean..."

"Liar," hisses the darkness.

I whirl around. He has Ivy's form, but the colors are off. "Matt?"

Barb Gordon

02-03-2002, 10:00 PM

Batman froze, we all did actually, instinctively. Something wasn't right, we could all sense it, but I for one couldn't place my finger on it. We all remained hidden and motionless in the shadows to wait and see thing unfold. Obviously, after finally turning around and looking at Ivy, Catwoman could also see that something wasn't right. I narrowed my eyes, was that really Ivy? I think Batman is just waiting to see what more they'll say before he jumps in. I can feel his tenseness in the air.
"Liar"
The figure that looked like Ivy said. That voice certainly wasn't Ivy's. It was low and menacing, and sounded like a man's. But....who could look almost exactly like Ivy, but not actually be her? My eyes widened in sudden realization just as Catwoman spoke the exact name I had been thinking.
"Matt?"
Things had just gotten a lot more interesting.

Barb^-^

(OOC:sorry, shorter than usual.....pretty lazy right now,lol)

Kylewayne

02-04-2002, 06:10 PM

February 4, 5:50pm

OOC: Ok back sorry for the delay guys was sick with the flu. Feel much better now ^^

IC:
I bop with my mallet one of Mistah J's incompetant goons. I just feel bad leaving my babies behind.

*sob* " I MISS MY BABIES!" I whine to puddin.
He gives me one of those irresistable smiles that makes my heart melt. Besides he told me where we're going I can get Red a present.

Oooo! The Kwik-E-Mart! comes into view and I bounce up and down as I turn to the joker and say: " Can I have anything I want? Can I! Can I!" in an enthousiastic voice. He just turns my way and smiles and begins his reign of terror over the Kwik-E-Mart. He is SO SMART! my puddin, no wonder I love him soooo much.

The Guitar Slayer

02-04-2002, 07:35 PM

OOC: Anybody new wanna adopt Matt? If not, I'll take him in.

Bird Boy

02-04-2002, 07:59 PM

Originally posted by The Guitar Slayer
OOC: Anybody new wanna adopt Matt? If not, I'll take him in.

lol.."Adopt Matt"...that just sounds funny...anywho

You can have him....well, I don't want him at least...here's a new-rundown of the characters:

Hero's:
Trent Lane: Batman
Tim Drake: Superman
Sugar Daddy: Nightwing
Bird Boy: Robin/Tim Drake
Barb Gordon: Batgirl/Barbara Gordon
Batgirl_2005: Supergirl
Villians:
red Dragon: Joker
Kylewayne: Harley
Bud n' Lou: Poison Ivy & Livewire
Justice League Dude: Metallo & Bane
The Guitar Slayer: Catwoman
King Ryan7708: The Penguin (?)
Spaceman Spiff: Lex Luthor

I'll post IC in a bit..

-BB

Spaceman Spiff

02-05-2002, 08:58 PM

OOC: I think'll I take Mercy, too, just to make things flow a bit better here

IC (Mercy):
Jan. 14, 11:33 PM Hob's Bay

I walk into the bar, ignoring the hoots and calls from the patrons; I know I can take out any of them. Cooly, I scan the dark corners until I see the hulking form of Bane. I walk up to his table and say, "Mr. Luthor would like to discuss a business deal with you."

Bane looks up from his venom dispenser and sneers, "Yeah? For what?"

I respond, "I am not at liberty to say here. Though, I do believe we can help you with that." I gesture at the dispenser with a slight bit of disdain towards anyone who would rely on such a thing.

Trent Lane

02-06-2002, 12:30 AM

My eyes narrow as I look down at Catwoman and "Matt". I look back at the rest of the group.

"Batgirl, you're with me. You two stay here." We drop quietly down into the building and start across the room. A vine shoots out and grabs for my leg. I lash out at it with a utility knife, and it pulls back toward the wall in pain. What kind of sickness has she created now? I think to myself. We reach the room Catwoman is in. I throw a line around "Matt" and pull, tightening it around Ivy's form.

"Alright. You going to come quietly?" I tug on the rope again as "Matt" turns and smiles.

"Yeah right."

OOC: I figured I'd post to let y'all know I'm still around. I'll let GS do the honors with Cla- I mean, "Matt" :p

The Guitar Slayer

02-06-2002, 04:21 PM

"Yeah, Selina. How'd you guess?" I answer her. God, that suit leaves nothing to the imagination.

Matt. Good ol' Matt Hagen. "It's been awhile. Since before..." He glared at me and I shut up. We had been really good friends before Daggett got him.

"So, what are you really doing here, Kitty?"

I hated that nickname, and he knew it. "I was about to ask you the same thing."

"I asked first."

"I'm here looking for a breed of roses Ivy cooked up. From that Christmas party two years ago..."

"When the Scarecrow got completely smashed and..." I couldn't finish or else I'd start laughing and lose form. That was freakin' hilarious. Lesson: never snort out of unidentified containers..heh heh heh.

"You were there?" I hadn't seen him. Lots of pretty colors, no Matt.

"I didn't want to be seen." An uncomfortable pause. "I'm here for....an herbal remedy for my... condition. She told me if I..."

"Don't screw around with Ivy, Matt. Remember what happened to Harvey." That was general advice for anyone in the 'family.'

"Anyway I..." Suddenly a rope encircled my from. What the hell...?

Of course. Batman.

"Alright. You going to come quietly?" He tugs on the rope again.

I turn around and smile. "No, sir!"

I saw Matt disappear and Clayface appear.

I shed Ivy's form and turn into my usually lumpy form. The rope breaks like a string. Wow, that yoga really does help your concentration. In a single movement, I sweep a tentacle at Batgirl and snag her. Before she can even yelp, I take her into my claylike form. She struggles from within, but I can hold her. "Whatcha gonna do, Bats, now?" I taunt him as Ivy's vines snake around him.

I'm frozen for a few seconds. How can he go from Matt to that monster so quick? More like Harvey everytime I see him. I spring my retractable claws. "I'm sorry, Matt," I say in a low tone. He turns to face me.

I leap and severe Clayface's head from the rest of his body. I drag the unconscious lady out of Clayface's form. I free Batman's right side and leave Batgirl at his side.

Then Clayface looms over me.

JLU Dude

02-06-2002, 04:28 PM

Bane:

I growl as the lady. I get up and sigh. "All right, I accept," I tell her. "Where is Luthor?" I hope to get this thing fixed.

Metallo:

I laugh like a maniac as I drive thoughout Metropolis. "I'll get Superman,"I say. I chuckle as I continue to drive.

Spaceman Spiff

02-06-2002, 10:10 PM

12:10 PM LexCorp Labs, Metropolis

I watch as Bane exits the helicopter and Mercy leads him inside. I'm holding a lead lined case. Next to me, lies a series of pumps and tubes, modified to inject Venom into a man's system.

When Bane reaches me, he demands, "What do you want?"

I gesture towards the pumps, saying, "Why, only to help you. You'll find this to be lighter and more compact than your current system. It's yours. If you lend me your help, of course."

Bane replied, "Turn against Metallo, I suppose."

I smiled. "Oh no, Corbin can be dealt with. You see, you've had some success with that caped crusader in Gotham. How would you like to try your hand on Superman?" With that, I lift the case up, and open it.

Bane's face is lit with dull green glow. "Kyptonite," he says.

"Yes, kyptonite," I say, smiling to conceal the truth.

(OOC: In synthetic, BTW)

JLU Dude

02-06-2002, 10:55 PM

Bane:
Metropolis, 12: 11 P.M., LexCorp Towers

I crack my knucles after hearing Luthor's proposal. "All right, Mr. Luthor, you've got yourself a deal." I smirk under the mask. This should be fun.

Metallo:
Metropolis, Main street 12: 11 P.M.

I arrive at Hob's Bay to see Bane's not there. Where is he? I walk on and sigh. I walk out and wait. Maybe he's late.

Barb Gordon

02-07-2002, 12:30 AM

It was unusual to see Clayface not well, looking like Clayface. You had to feel kind of sorry for him, he seemed like he used to be a great guy until.....but he was dangerous, as I remember a moment later as he grabbed my ankle. I yelped in surprise as he hauled me up in the air. I tried to get a grip on my surrounding. What a stupid mistake, I shouldn't have been caught this easily! Everyone is upside down, I hate it when everything is upside down. In the next moment, before I can even grab for a Batarang, Clayface practically tosses me into his self. How gross is that? I can't see a thing, and sounds is completely muffled. It's like being suspended in time, you can't breath or see, barely think. It's too hard to move with the clay everywhere at once, just absolutely incasing you. I should have taken a breath before he trapped me because I can barely breath, and my air supply is very low as is. The next thing I know I'm on the ground gasping for air. Catwoman grabs me out of Clayface and lays me on the ground, and then I completely black out.

Barb^-^

Spaceman Spiff

02-07-2002, 07:47 PM

I smile and shut the case. "Excellant," I say. "You may choose the time and place, but, please, let me know before hand. I'd like to see the destruction of Superman."

Trent Lane

02-08-2002, 01:11 AM

Clayface towers over Catwoman as she drags Batgirl to safety. He apparently feels this is a double-cross and intends to make her pay. I reach into my belt and pull out a small spray bottle. I shoot it at Clayface, and he begins to crack and stiffen. He turns to look at me, cracking even more. His right arm breaks off and shatters as it hits the ground. Seeing an opportunity to get Selina and Barbara to safety, I drop the bottle, scoop them up, and fire a grappling hook back to the window where we had com in. I let them down once we reach the roof, and look at Selina.

"Care to explain yourself, Selina?"

The Guitar Slayer

02-08-2002, 04:09 PM

"Hey, honey, nothing to explain." I stand nose to...shoulder with the Batman.

"What were you talking about with Clayface?" He's very irate at the moment. "What did you tell him?"

"Nothing. We were just here coincidentally at the same time. He was looking for Ivy, too. Herbal remedy." That was truth...but no need to tell the rest. "I talked to him about the Christmas party. Unti you came in, I was in absolutely no danger. Matt..."

"He's not Hagen anymore," he growls and sweeps his hand in front of him as if dismissing the issue. "He's a criminal and no longer the man you knew."

"Just like Harvey isn't there anymore?" That got him. I don't know who Batman is, but he definitely has a soft spot for Harvey. "Listen, until you jumped him and made him feel threatened, he was perfectly sane and in line. They paroled him, you know."

A surprising bitter, hard, reply comes "I know." Something about Hagen bothered him. Like he had done something personal to him....or someone near him.

Batgirl moans on the rooftop. "You better take care of the flying mouse here. Goodnight." I grab him by his cowl and pull him down to me for a kiss. We make contact and stand there for a minute or two. I pull away first, slowly. I've shaken his facade off. "Goodnight."

I turn and swing off. I feel his eyes follow me until I enter my apartment. I have to check on Isis.

Sugar Daddy

02-08-2002, 04:20 PM

"That was a load of bull," I say as Robin and I walk towards Batman.

"What are you implying?"

"Listen." I extend a tape recorder to Batman. "While you having your fun, I recorded the conversation."

"You could have helped."

"I'm touched."

Batman listens to the tape.

"We need to convene at the cave. This is going to be a long night."

"C'mon, Batgirl, I'll carry you."

"Watch your hands, Nightwing."

"So formal."

"Let's just go."

JLU Dude

02-08-2002, 04:23 PM

Bane:
Metropolis, 12:11 P.m., LexCorp Towers

"I will," I tell Mr. Luthor. I crack my knuncles and smirk. "Where's a place I can stay at?"

Metallo:
Metropolis, 12:11 P.M., Main Street

I continue to look for Bane. He can take care fo himself. I stop the car. I alwk over to another car and smash the hood of it. "Where are you, Superman?" I say. "Come on and fight me."

Barb Gordon

02-09-2002, 07:05 PM

This was just the kind of opportunity Nightwing would jump for: Me semi-hurt and he gets to be the "hero".
"C'mon, Batgirl, I'll carry you."
"Watch your hands, Nightwing."
"So formal."
"Let's just go."
I reply coolly as I try and walk a bit faster then he is to the batmobile.
"Need a lift?"
He asks me as he grabs his helmet from his bike and slips it on. The one time I asked if there was room for two on that bike of his, he had brushed me off. I should do the same, and yet somehow, without my realizing it, I had said,
"Why not...."
I'd never seen him grin so much. He tossed an extra helmet to me and patted the spot behind him as I came over and got on.
"Hang on tight!"
He said as he revved the bike's engine. He wasn't kidding, either. As soon as Batman and Robin had gotten into the batmobile, Nightwing took off. I quickly wrapped my arms around his waist to keep from falling off. Perhaps I held on a bit too tightly.
"Uh...Babs?"
"What?"
"I can't breathe...."
"Oh"
I said sheepisly, loosening my hold a little.
"Thanks"
He replied. I glanced to the side as buildings whizzed past us. I couldn't imagine what time of modifications his bike must have, or what the engine might be. He'd obviously spent a lot of time on it though, and it showed. I leaned my head against his back and closed my eyes.
"You all right?"
he asked, I nodded...and then realized he couldn't see me nod.
"mmhmmm"
I murmered in reply.
"I take it that's a yes."
He said after awhile, I couldn't help but laugh.
"What's so funny."
"Nothing, nothing....just watch the road."
"Sure thing, ma'am"

Barb^-^

Batgirl_2005

02-09-2002, 11:02 PM

"We could still go after him, ya know!" I exclaim as Clark an I hover above the city watching Metallo drive away like a maniac.

"Not until you get some kryptonite protection."

"But we have to stop him. He's driving like that and he's going to kill someone."

"Go get some protection. I'll go after Corbin."

I sigh and fly toward STAR labs.

Spaceman Spiff

02-10-2002, 01:40 PM

12:11 PM Lexcorp, Metropolis

I didn't expect the question, but I had an answer all the same. "On the wharf, there is a warehouse that is empty. It's slated for demolition in two months. Security there will be minimal, nothing you can't handle. Now, if you will excuse me, I have much to do."

Tim Drake

02-12-2002, 04:49 PM

OOC: I'm waiting for Supergirl to post before I post again. She jumped into the story and I don't where she's going.

Shriek

02-12-2002, 06:35 PM

Can I be the Flash?

JLU Dude

02-12-2002, 06:52 PM

Bane:

I take the new system and kyptonite. I walk over to an elevator and get in. Soon, I'll be at a new hideout. I'll help Luthor take out the mighty Man of Steel and then, I'll return to Gotham and get Batman. I laugh before arriving at the ground floor. I walk and see a parked car. I take it and get in. I then drive off.

Shriek

02-12-2002, 08:57 PM

12:15 P.M. Metropolis Streets

The alley way slightly shakes as I zoom past it in fury.

"What's that noise?" One bum asks the other.

"It feels like vibrations. Almost like an earthquake." He states.

I stop at Metroplois Police Department to get my bearing straight. I look to my left and then to the right checking my bearings.

"Where is Superman?" I ask myself. I reach into my belt pouch and take out an old watch he gave me back when we took on the Weather Wizard together. I push the button and place it back in my pouch.

I race towards the harbors at a semi speed and reach it in about 5 seconds. I look above in the sky, but my attention is distracted by cars being smashed.

I look down and forward to a man in a suit hurdling cars and smashing the hoods. "Come out and fight Superman!" He shouts in rage.

I appear about 10 feet in front of him faster than a man could snap his fingers.

"I don't think the law would take to kind of you smashing those cars. Neither Superman or the owners. So I'd like to ask you to---"

I quickly slide out of the way and avoid the hurdling car.

I stare into his eyes.

OOC: Hope you guys liked that.

Trent Lane

02-16-2002, 11:07 AM

OOC: Okay, ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to loosen my grip on my character, Batman. I'm not on here as much as I used to be for varied reasons and don't want to hold things up. I'll still drop by and write for him every once in a while, I'm just freeing him up a little so you guys can use him if needed. I'll see you all around...

Batgirl_2005

02-16-2002, 11:43 AM

Originally posted by Tim Drake
OOC: I'm waiting for Supergirl to post before I post again. She jumped into the story and I don't where she's going.
ooc: people are waiting for me to post? well... I suppose I should then... (I'm not truly going anywhere with it... I'm just kinda... yeah...)

ic:

I catch up with Clark easily. I'm now wearing a lead suit.

We arrive at Hob's bay to see Metallo hurl a car at The Flash. He slides out of the way and Metallo throws another one. I fly down, leaving Clark in the air, and catch the car, then send it back toward Metallo.

JLU Dude

02-16-2002, 11:48 AM

Metallo:

Great. First, the Flash and now Supergirl. I smash the ground around me. That, should take care of the Flash. I grab another car and throw it at Supergirl. "Cacth," I say. She does. She tosses it back at me. I open my chestplate and point the kyrptonite upward. "Time to die," I tell Supergirl.

Spaceman Spiff

02-16-2002, 07:20 PM

12:20 AM Metropolis

After Bane left the premises, I return to my office. There, I que up the security system, deleting any evidence of my meeting with Bane. I wouldn't want Ms. Lane asking any awkard questions in the mourning.

An hour later, I'm finshed. I put out an order to have my office repaired by tomorrow afternoon. Finally, I call Mercy to bring the limo around, and take me home.

peterparker05

02-17-2002, 12:00 AM

Could I be Braniac and Professor Emil Hamilton?

Bird Boy

02-17-2002, 11:37 AM

Originally posted by peterparker05
Could I be Braniac and Professor Emil Hamilton?

OOC: If you want, sure. I recommend only being one though, unless you've done RPGs before.. :)

I'll post later today..

-BB

peterparker05

02-17-2002, 01:58 PM

I think I'll be Braniac then.

The Guitar Slayer

02-18-2002, 02:14 PM

12:15 AM (quarter after midnight)

"Isis, you will never deal with a man like him. And I feel sorry for you." I peel off my cowl and let it hang down my back for the moment. "Seems to be getting a little more affected, or maybe just a little soft. God, I love this suit."

Batman, Batman, Batman, Batman....whatever will you do? He's going to have his hands full with Matt, soon as he thaws, the Joker and Harley, once he finds them....or maybe I'll get to them first...or if I get to him first...

I look at the newspaper on my dresser. Eddie was caught a couple of nights ago. Talk about waiting in vain. Poor Matt.

Mmmmmmmmm.....I'm in the mood for a bit of fun now. A nice pile of expensive baubles would do nicely. And maybe a visit from him, a nice little confrontation. I reapply my blood red lipstick and tug my cowl back on. Meow.

I gaze upon the vials I liberated from the greenhouse. "Pam, what a princess you are. Thank you for letting me 'borrow' such handy little potions." I practice my thank you speech for when I see her next. I place a few in my night table drawer beside the bed.

I put one inside of my suit and recite the label again in my head. Tasteless, no odor, colorless when mixed. "You are such an angel, Pam!"

I grab Isis and hold her up to my eye level. "You, my friend, might have to vacate the premises for a bit. You see, we're going to have a rodent problem...a very large one..." I throw my head back and laugh.

The Guitar Slayer

02-18-2002, 02:16 PM

12:10 AM

I'm stuck. Dammit. I hope Pam gets back soon. When she going to get paroled? I try to remember...Couple of months? Aw crap.

Where's Eddie? If he got his ass busted again with one of his stupid little brain teasers, he won't have much left to think with. I'm in the middle of greenhouse which would normally be sweltering, and here I am, frozen solid. That bat is Play-Doh when I'm done with him. I hope I gave brain damage to that annoying little twerp....

Selina...she looked as surprised as I probably did. He double crossed her. I couldn't hurt Selina anyway. We may be nuts, but we do have a sense of loyalty. I wonder if she realizes that he's a got a device on her.

Time to wait for few months..... 1 million bottles of beer on the wall, 1 million bottles of beer. You take one down, pass it around, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall.

Nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine bottles of beer on the wall....

Bird Boy

02-18-2002, 07:37 PM

OOC: I know I didn't post yesterday..sorry..I was busy.. :yawn: :p :D

IC (Robin):

The batmobile pulls into the cave. The cockpit shoots off and Batman's out before I even reach for my seat belt.

I fling myself over the side of the batmobile. and remove my mask. I lay it down on the table and head over to the bat-computer.

Batman's in the chair typing in somthing. I look up at the clock. 12:21am.

I'm about to open my mouth when Batman talks.

"Go to bed. Don't you have school tomorrow"

"Yeah yeah" I say.

I step into the suit vault and remove the suit and put on a pair of pants and head up to the manor.

Alfred's sitting in a chair wearing a robe and sipping tea.

"So this is what you do when we're gone" I say with a grin.

Alfred gives a brief smile and then hands me my homework.

I sigh and head up the steps. I shut the door and throw my homework on the bed. I get into my pajamas and open up my Math book.

A light goes over my head. The bat-signal..again. I look back down to my book and I hear a brief sound of Nightwings motorcycle cutting out of the cave at full speed.

I finish my homework and turn the light off and try not to think of the fun Batman, Nightwing and Batgirl are having...

END

OOC: Yeah, I know. They never said Tim went to school in the series..but hey, he's gotta learn SOMEHOW... :rolleyes:

Don't worry, I don't plan on doing any posts at school (IE: "that girl is so cute. I want to date her" and "a bully's being mean to me" type stuff).

Also, this means I'm out of the RPG till the next day.. :(

-BB

Barb Gordon

02-18-2002, 09:22 PM

OOC: Man, there were like a couple of days when no one in any of the RPG's I'm in were posting....or at least, anything that could involve my character!

Poor Tim, how glad I am that I don't have to deal with homework anymore. I stretch for a moment, holding back a yawn. It's been a pretty long night, or so it seems, wonder if it's over. Spoke too soon. I can see a light on the batcomputer blinking out of the corner of my eye. We're needed again. Nightwing is already back on his motorcycle, actually, I'm not sure if he had even left it.

"Batgirl, you're with me."

Batman says before Nightwing can say anything. I shrug my shoulder and hop into the passenger side of the Batmobile. Even with his helmet on, I know that Nightwing is glaring. The batmobile has it's benefits over that motorcycle though. Only the fact that I can lay back a little and not worry about falling off though. With a jerk that sends me hard in the back of my seat, the car roars off, Nightwing on his motorcycle right behind us. I wonder what we're in for.

Barb^-^

The Guitar Slayer

02-19-2002, 04:35 PM

12:25 AM

I look out my window into the cloudy night sky. Batsignal. He'll be answering it. Perfect.

I slip out of the balcony sliding door and swing in the opposite direction of the police station. I'll hear about what every happened soon.

Until then, I'm going shopping.

...pass it around, nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred nineteen bottles of beer on the wall.

Sugar Daddy

02-21-2002, 12:56 AM

IC: "I'll get Batman for this," I think to myself. "Whatever. Gotta work. Just have to keep thinking of work."

I drive towards the bat-signal. Batman got there before me. How does he do that? I stand next to Batgirl. Batman says, "This is not good."

OOC: I wanted to post, but couldnt think of much to say. Just wanted to show I still want to post.

peterparker05

02-21-2002, 09:20 PM

I'll try to make my first post as soon as I can but I've been really busy between school and church and stuff.

Braniac will arrive soon! ;)

JLU Dude

02-27-2002, 05:16 PM

OOC: Sorry for the delay.

Bane:

I arrive at the warehouse Luthor told me about. I get out and park the car. I walk in. Not much, bet it'll do. I walk over to an old office and go in. I decided to get some sleep. I lay down and closed my eyes.

Trent Lane

02-28-2002, 05:32 PM

OOC: I'm back.... not totally sure of what's going on, so I'm gonna wing it...

"This is not good." Nightwing looks at me in surprise.

"What do you mean?"

"Gordon. He's not here. He's always here." Someone came out from the shadows. "Bullock."

"Yeah, pointy-ears, it's me. The commish is missin." Batgirl tried to hold back her shock."We got something downstairs you should prolly take a look at." I held my hand up, stopping Batgirl and Nightwing from moving any farther and proceeded downstairs to see what they had. We went to Jim's office and Bullock started a tape....

OOC: Yall can go from there, and Bird_Boy, how about joint use of Batman?

Bird Boy

02-28-2002, 08:10 PM

Originally posted by Trent Lane

OOC: Yall can go from there, and Bird_Boy, how about joint use of Batman?

OOC: sure man..wasn't sure when you'd be back, hence why I asked..course, you can keep him to yourself if ya want.. hehe

I'll post in the "morning" of the RPG (since I'm sleeping)...

Maybe I should take up another character..

-BB

Barb Gordon

02-28-2002, 08:32 PM

I bit my lip, fighting back tears. Oh come on Barb, get a grip on yourself! It's not like he's dead or anything....oh god, how do I even know that's not true? He's missing, what do we know that might have happened already? Geesh, I'm such an optimistic person.
"Are you all right?"
Nightwing asks me gently.
"I'm fine."
I snap back, I can tell I hurt him. I just don't care. No, I do care, but I'm too busy freaking out to care right now. I shake my head and sit down on the ledge of building.
"No, I'm not fine. I...just worried..."
I swallow hard, I can't be so weak as to start crying. We don't even know anything more than that he's missing. But why wouldn't Bruce let Dick and I come and see that tape? God, what is on that tape?! Nightwing comes from behind me and wraps his arms around me.
"Don't worry, He'll be okay. Trust me."
He says reassuringly. How I wish I could agree and just get rid of all these feelings of dread. I sigh and nod,
"I hope you're right."

Barb^-^

Sugar Daddy

03-04-2002, 05:00 PM

OOC: Just want to get this up and running.

IC: I can hear Batman's footsteps walking up behind Batgirl and I. I ask, "What's going on?"

Batman hovers over both of us. He says, "It's gonna be a long night."

"That means?" Batgirl asks.

And Batman answers, "We need to visit Arkham."

OOC: Now, I'm gonna go to the morning at Arkham Asylum.

IC: Robin is with us, he's missing a day of school. He sure has a big smile on his face.

Batman walks towards Arkham, and says, "Wait here." With the look on his face, no one dares to ask who he came to see.

Batgirl_2005

03-04-2002, 09:15 PM

ooc: ack... i keep forgetting to post in here... i must get myself more organized...

ic:

"Time to die," Metallo says.

I cock an eyebrow at Metallo.

"I don't think so!" I say calmly. I fly forward and send Metallo into a pile of cars. As he gets back up I tackle him again. This time the pile lands on top of him. I fly over to the Flash.

"You ok?" I ask him.

Before he can answer he pushes me out of the way as another car flies by. As I get up Metallo is now standing right above me. He puts his hands on either side of my helmet and starts pushing in.

Barb Gordon

03-04-2002, 10:00 PM

Arkham seriously gives me the creeps.... I fold my arms in front of me and sigh softly. What business is bringing Batman and the rest of us here? What did Bullock tell him, and which criminal is Batman talking with right now? The Joker....Two-Face....Mad Hatter....Poision Ivy....who? It's making me nervous. I can't beleive Tim is missing a day of school for this either. That worries me too. Bruce doesn't like Tim missing school if he can help, and he goes and tells Tim just last night that he'll need him and that he'll have to miss school. Something is up, something is wrong....and I have no idea what the hell is going on. Which also bothers me, among other things, like my dad being missing. Why isn't Batman telling us anything, why is he being so damned secretive all of a sudden, yet he keeps dragging up along with him? I glance at Nightwing but he looks lost in thought too, it probably wouldn't be best to disturb him. I lean against the wall and close my eyes, hoping that I'll hear Batman's footsteps returning,and that maybe, just maybe, he could tell us a few things.

Barb^-^

JLU Dude

03-04-2002, 10:56 PM

Metallo:

I mentally see myself smirk. "Superman, are you gonna stop[ me or does the girl get it," I say.
"Back off," Supergirl says. She kicks me. I get bacl up and punch her. "Superman, come and fight me," I say. "I'm tried of your henchmen."

OOC: Sorry, it's short.

Bird Boy

03-05-2002, 09:41 AM

OOC: Thanks for bumping the time up SD... :)

I'll post later today, just wanted to let ya know I'm alive.. ;)

and just out of curiosity..does ANYBODY know what's going on w/ Batman/Gordon/and this Arkham thing? or are we wingin' it....? :)

-BB

The Guitar Slayer

03-05-2002, 07:38 PM

OOC: No bloody clue, BB.

IC:

I wake up late at almost 10:30 AM. The jewels lie in a pile upon my dresser. Silver and gold chains, 5 rubies, a nice-sized diamond, three emeralds. And no Bat.

I punch the pillow next to mine, scaring Isis off the bed. I sit up and get out of bed. I stroll over to my glass sliding door and look out between the blinds. Gotham...so dark...but yet so bright at night....

During the day, it's just depressing. I turn away and pull on my bathrobe. I open my door to collect my paper. I read the headline "Commissioner Gordon Missing..." Batman must have been too occupied.... I felt sorry and a little guilty....trying to take him away when he was needed most....

Oh, well. New day, one more animal-testing plant torn down.

....nine hundred ninety-seven thousand six hundred fifty-two bottles of beer on the wall, nine hundred ninety-seven thousand six hundred fifty-two bottles of beer, you take....

Bird Boy

03-07-2002, 09:21 AM

OOC: I didn't post..I know...lol. Sorry! I promise I'll try and get to it today...I'll even email myself a reminder.. :D

-BB

Bird Boy

03-07-2002, 06:25 PM

OOC: Ahhh..finally..here it is:

IC (Tim Drake/Robin):

I stand with Nightwing and Batgirl, waiting for Batman. I kick the wall and yawn. 7:20 in the morning. Alfred woke me up at 6am, telling me I didn't have to go to school. I could tell he wasn't telling me that willingly.

I hear footsteps coming. I look down the hall and Batman's shadow hits the wall. When he gets up to us he still looks like a shadow.

"Well?" I say, breaking the silence.

END.

That's all I could come up with..it's Batman's move.. :)

-BB

Spaceman Spiff

03-14-2002, 08:54 PM

7:55 AM, LexCorp

I enter my office, pleased to see the damage to it was already repaired. I sit down at my desk and peruse the day's business. "Ah, yes," I mutter as I notice today is the day I go to Gotham. At 3:00, I have to close a business deal resulting in the acquisition of a small chemical company, OxyHorizons.

This particular company was facing backruptcy due to feirce competition. But I wasn't interested in an efficent, well run company here. No, OxyHorizons pocessed the patent to Triglycerin Fluoride, a crucial catalyst in the production of synthetic kyptonite. If Bane's little experiment proves successful, the possesion of the catalyst would be absolutely crucial.

I quickly finish the mourning's business, and by noon, I'm on my private jet, headed towards Gotham.

Sugar Daddy

03-15-2002, 10:55 PM

"Batman?" I ask gingerly.

Silence. I always heard that silence was a virtue, but this is ridiculous.

He finally says,"We need to regroup on the Batcave. The Scarecrow just gave me some chilling news."

"What?!" Robin, Batgirl and I ask.

"Let's just go to the cave."

OOC: This is the best I could think of. Let's get this up and running!!!!

Barb Gordon

03-16-2002, 10:59 PM

This time Robin hops into the passenger seat of the Batmobile, and I'm really glad. I'm not sure if I would have been able to deal riding with Batman right now. I just feel so frustrated! Why he is being so hushed about this? And now the Scarecrow is involved? As if I wasn't freaking out enough before. Nightwing doesn't ask a thing as I immediately head for his motorcycle and put on the spare helmet. He gets on and so do I without saying a thing. I wrap my arms around him to keep from falling off as he takes off. With a sigh I rest my head against his back, so many thoughts racing about in my mind. Things have slowly gotten worse. First, my dad's gone. Second, although Batman has never been one for talking, this is just getting out of hand. Third, well, it can never be good is the Scarecrow is involved...let alone the fact that my dad must somehow be caught up in this. God, please be all right Daddy. If Batman doesn't let us in on what's going on soon, I'm going to make him.

Barb^-^

Sugar Daddy

03-16-2002, 11:12 PM

OOC: I have no idea where Joker and Riddler are in this, so I am bringing them back in. And I hope my addition is ok. Let's make this good.

IC: Once we are all sitting in the Batcave, Batman starts to talk.

"Long story, made short. When I went to talk to the Scarecrow, he said that Joker has big plans for us. He told me he was teaming up with the Riddler. How did he know this? Story goes that while the Riddler was at Arkham during his most recent stay, he kept mumbling about Jim Gordon, and would smile at every mention of the Joker."

I ask, "Ok, that's good information, but why not tell us when we were at Arkham?"

"Because I said so. It is early morning, the commish has been missing for less than a day, and we have no leads. We need a clue."

Robin suddenly said, "Look at the tv, I think there is the clue."

Sugar Daddy

03-22-2002, 11:12 PM

OOC: Mods, I am replying, not editing my last post, because I want to make sure that people can realize this is an update.

Anyways, to all the people in rpg-Come on, start posting! Make this fun!!! Please!!

Barb Gordon

03-28-2002, 09:57 PM

OOC: I'm replying here instead of through PM to try and get people to remember this RPG still lives....sort of. It seems we've all just either hit a mental wall, have gotten busy with school or are having more fun with the other RPG's, any of that right? I personally have kept coming back here, trying to figure out how to add, and just really can't think of how to continue. I was hoping the guys who play Robin or Batman would post, or one of the villains...but so far that hasn't happened. Is everyone just having the same problem I am?

Barb^-^

Batgirl_2005

03-28-2002, 10:23 PM

Originally posted by Barb Gordon
I personally have kept coming back here, trying to figure out how to add, and just really can't think of how to continue.

ooc: That's my problem right now... we were in the middle of a fight and it's suddenly the next day.. I'm confuzzled. it's not nice to confuzzle the blonde

Sugar Daddy

03-28-2002, 10:41 PM

In a sense I had a similar problem, because when I was typing an entry, I was trying to figure out which characters were where, and it was hard. Maybe we should start all over(and if we do, I call Nightwing :D)

Barb Gordon

03-28-2002, 10:48 PM

OOC: We've come so far in the RPG, I'm not sure too many people would be pleased if we completely started over. But if everyone else is up for it, then so am I, if I get Batgirl that is,lol. Anyhoo, why not just backtrack a little bit? Is there a certain poin in the story that just doesn't make sense, couldn't we do sometihng like a do-over?

Barb^-^

The Guitar Slayer

03-29-2002, 12:04 PM

OOC: I was considering doing this, but I wanted to wait for the rest of the characters to catch up to the next morning...but since nobody is doing much...Somebody asked how we're going to bring Luthor into the Gotham storyline....By the way, somebody please defrost Clayface. I'm getting tired of counting beer bottles.

IC--Selina/Catwoman:

Mavin passes me today's paperwork as I sip a latte behind my desk. ASPCA wants my help by appearing as Catwoman and signing autographs.

I chuck that one in the trashcan.

I scan a request for funds from Tigerseye, Inc. Anti-fur, anti animal testing, anti-pollution...looks like a good investment...we'll see.

I reach over for a memo from one of my sources inside the big business. I nearly spit my latte across the room.

OxyHorizons! Back from bankruptcy? How?

I'd seen them go under a few years back after attempting to make various precious metals. Not your common opals and topazes, but gold, silver, diamonds, rubies, sapphires... Their mission had been to make the jewels that would fool everybody...eventually, nobody would know what was real, what wasn't.

They also dabbled in chemical testing on animals. I 'helped' their downward slide a bit.

I spin my swivel chair around to my laptop and log onto the new OxyHorizon's website. I hook up my hacking equipment.

"Please type in your stolen password," I smugly say as I get in. "Employees and hackers only..."

I scan their little newsletter to employees. Hmph. This resurrection didn't last long either....but it looks like they are getting a new benefactor.

Sh--. Lex Luthor, one of the richest men in the world, is bailing them out. Now why?

Triglycerin Fluoride...That's the same one they were testing on animals before. I suppose it's to make sure us weak defenseless humans don't get too hurt.

"Mavin?" I ring her on the intercom.

"Yes, Selina."

"Make me an appointment with Mr. Lex Luthor. I'm going to Metropolis."

I resume my work when she buzzes me. "No can do, Selina. He's coming to Gotham."

I grin. "Even better, Mavin...Even better."

Trent Lane

04-02-2002, 03:14 PM

OOC: I sincerley apoligize for not posting, I shouldn't have taken the main character if I was going to be absent for so long. I'll try to jump back in here, from where Robin just left off...

Robin suddenly said, "Look at the tv, I think there is the clue."

I turn to the computer screen and see the Joker's grinning face. He's laughing wildly about something, but to this point I couldn't tell what.

"Greetings, Gothamites, and hopefully Batman too! I know you can't pass up an opportunity to see me. I've got a little proposition for you, Bats!" He turns and picks up two people. "I want you here, unmasked before this city and the world, or the commissioner and the lovely detective here get it!" Montoya spoke out.

"Don't do it Batman! It's a trap! It's-" Joker shocked her with his joy buzzer and threw her aside.

"Didn't I say to be quiet!" Joker calmed down and tugged at the bottom of his shirt. "Sorry. So, as I was saying, meet me down at the television station, Bats! Any cops and I'll make their absence from the GCPD a permenant one, got it? Toodles!!! HAHAHAHA!!!"

I looked at Nightwing. "You up for it?"

"Sure. Let's go." We jumped into the Batmobile and took off for the TV station...

redDragon

04-02-2002, 09:52 PM

OOC- oh no! I'm forced into action :(

Barb Gordon

04-03-2002, 12:18 AM

My mouth hung open the whole time the Joker was talking. I was beyond speechless as Batman and Nightwing headed out. As the roar of the Batmobile's engine faded, I snapped out of it. I rushed for and jabbed the power button on the tv to turn it off.
"What the....he....they, just left. That's MY father!.....he just.....ooohhhh!"
I was so furious I couldn't even make an intelligeable sentence. Robin could tell I was pissed because he wasn't saying anything. What if something went wrong? What if more than Batman and Nightwing were needed for something like this. Damnit! And not only is my father in danger, but Montoya too! I let out an angry sigh as I slumped down into the computer chair. I had half a mind to radio the Batmobile and ask just what the hell Batman thinks he's doing going without me. My fingers drummed against the keyboard in thougt, I was so tempted...

Barb^-^

Sugar Daddy

04-03-2002, 01:02 AM

The ride to television station was quiet. I ask Batman, "What are we going to do?"

He simply says, "Joker is expecting just me. That will work to our advantage."

"But what does that entail?"

"I'm not sure. We are going to have to sneak up to see what Joker is planning, and work from there."

"Lovely."

OOC: Sorry it is so short, I just couldn't think of anything good and didn't want to ruin the storyline.

Bird Boy

04-03-2002, 11:49 AM

IC (Robin):

Batgirl heads over to the chair and flips on the monitor. The PC hums as it boots up.

I walk around the cave and look at the various things Bruce has collected. He never did tell me where that dinosaur came from.

A crackle comes over my commlink.

"Robin"

"Robin here"

"I know Batgirl wants to be here. But don't let her out of the cave. Her father being in danger will do nothing but cloud her thinking. With the Joker it's too risky"

Before I can reply, the comm-link shuts off.

"I heard that" Barbara says from the chair.

"He's right you know" I say

She doesn't reply and instead starts typing.

I remove my cape and mask. An alarm sounds from the bat-computer. I whirl around. The bat-signal. Don't they ever get tired of switching that on?

Batgirl gets out of the chair and looks at me.

"You coming or not?"

"You heard him. We have to stay here"

"it's probably Bullock. He might have some information"

I put my mask and cape back on.

We head down to the bat-boat. Both of us hop in and she starts the boat up.

"Gotham Harbor" she says into the speaker.

The boat's engine moans and then we shoot out of the cave.

Within 2 minutes we're at Gotham Harbor and we climb onto a buildings ceiling. We both take out grappling hooks and shoot them towards the GCPD building.

END.

OOC: it's all I could think of...

-BB

Barb Gordon

04-04-2002, 01:29 AM

Damn.....I hate when Batman is right. I knew he'd say something like, "you'll be too worried about your dad to work effectively". And was I right? You bet I was....and the fact is, he is right too. God, I hate that, especially right now. Now I'm debating whether we should have stayed back at the cave or not...but what if Bullock is there and he has some valuable information? We couldn't not go....of course, one of us could have stayed behind...but that would be smart thinking....We're here already, this boat is so fast, I love it. A few minutes of swinging from building to building and we're at the GCPD building. Bullock is there.
"Where is he?"
He asks, chewing on a toothpick.
"Not here. He's busy and sent us."
I retort. Bullock gives me a look of 'oh great, he sent the kids'. He shrugs,
"Doesn't matter, just make sure you let him know this..."
Robin and I lean against the wall of the building as Bullock continues.

Barb^-^

redDragon

04-04-2002, 07:59 PM

OC- Old reference but I, zee Joker, am not working w/ Riddler 'cause A) No one is the Riddler and B) I don't even know wot I'm writing in THIS post hence why you don't force me into action by making me do something =oÞ

And ya people need to post the time! 'cause GS has it after 10:30am and then someone else had it at 7:55am :confused:

Uh it's June 18th now in the RP right? And I'll just have this happen at 5:30pm because Bird Boy wants it to be 6pm for his post(Yes this is an edit)

WARNING: Lame joke ahead

IC- I never knew what fun sets they have here! Why lookee over there! It's a torture chamber set, perfect for my two hostages! And over here....why it's a game show set! What a perfect plan I have now. Unmask the Bat as his two friends get tortured! Such a joy to show the world who Batsy really is after all his trouble to hide his identity!! HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And if he brings along one of his playmates why I'll just have double the fun! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

"HARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLEEEEEEYY!" I yell. "We have lots of work to do!"

A little later....

Why here they are! Right on time too. I watch eagerly as Batsy and his pal cautiously enter my wonderful set. The lights turn on full and the camera starts.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLCOME TO SECRETS OF THE BAT! The only game show around free of commercials! I'm your host the one and only Joker!" I shout into a microphone,
"And I'm the beautiful, vivascious "better than Vanna White" girl, Harley! You know ya wanna gimme a ride...vroom, vroom!!!"
I glare at Harley but then give a grin.
"And today's contestants are Batsy and his little grown up birdy! We'll be telling all of you wonderful TV watchers everything about the Batman! And to ensure that he follows the rules we have the wonderful Commissioner Gordon and his lackey to help us out!"

I signal Harley to open a curtain to reveal Gordon and Montoya set up in a torture set, but with real weapons and my henchmen standing around them with machine guns.

"Now don't think you can knock my men into seeing stars!" I tap the glass cutting us off from them, "This glass is certified to withstand bullets and even 200lb flying metal objects at top speeds!"

I turn back to Batsy and grin, "But first! We want those utility belts of yours! We can't have you playing any tricks before we begin the festivities! So give them up Batsy!" What fun we shall have tonight! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Spaceman Spiff

04-17-2002, 02:08 PM

I step out of my jet and take a look at Gotham. "What a dismile burg," I mumble to myself. It always feels like I stepping decades in the past when I come here. Needless to say, I make my visits here as short as possible to sooner return to Metropolis.

I see a limosine is waiting for me at the bottom of the stairway. OxyHorizons is providing every luxury for me, in hopes of me saving their poor, pathetic corporation. With a business plan predicated on destroying the world economy, how could they succeed? Still, they do have some intersting properties. I still haven't decided whether to buy the company or just take their patents. Either way, they'll just be a shell of their former selves. As I enter the limosine, I grin, envisioning the resulting profits.

Upon entering, I noticed they had a satellite television. Immediatly, I turn it to a financial news station. After waiting for various stocks to cross the screen, I peruse a copy of the Metropolis Journal. Soon, a familiar cackle that sends a shiver down my spine as I drop the paper. Looking up, I see the Joker's visage on the screen. "What is this clown up to? Does he know I'm here?" I scowl. I listen to the broadcast for information. Soon, it becomes apparent that he'll be tied up the Batman. Just one more reason to get out of this city as soon as possible.

I pick up the journal and begin reading it again as the limosine speeds to the OxyHorizon offices.

The Guitar Slayer

04-21-2002, 12:50 PM

I found out that Luthor is going right to the OxyHorizons building once he gets to Gotham. Usually Catwoman doesn't come out to play during the day, but today, I make an exception.

I drive down to the OxyHorizons building dressed more like a secretary than the executive that I am. My oversized glasses keep slipping down my nose and my bun is coming loose pretty quickly. There's a guard right by the gate...I play the role of the klutz. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I know my passcard is around here somewhere."

He sighs impatiently as I go through this ridiculously oversized bag. "Oh, gawd, I need to find it....Mr. Luthor will be waiting for me, and who'll be there to take notes for him and...oh gawd." I make my voice pitifullly panicky. Another car pulls up behind me and beeps its horn. I dump the bag out onto the passenger seat and start to paw through that.

"GO!" The guard looses it and just waves me on by.

"Thank you, sir," I say meekly as I drive into the garage. I smirk. That was too easy.

I take out my bag containing my Catwoman costume and equipment and walk casually, yet clumsily, toward the elevator. After I check that no one is watching, I pick the lock to the maintenance stairs and go up through there.

About halfway up to the conference room, I change into my outfit. It shook Batman up, so Luthor should be even more affected. I finish the climb up the stairs and listen at the stairwell door. No sounds. I crack the door. The coast is clear. I silently jog down the hall to my destination. As I turn the corner, I hit reverse. Dammit, they did put the guards at the door. Well, no matter.

I pop open the nearest vent and climb in. I make my way around to the inside of the conference room. Nobody's there yet. Good. I climb out and read every piece of paper in that room with my pen light. I don't turn on the lights or else the guards would know I was there.

I hear footsteps outside. Aha. I arrange myself on the table rather provacatively.

The door opens and light floods the room. A well-built shadow casts over me.

"Hello, Mr. Luthor."

Bud 'n Lou

04-21-2002, 05:43 PM

Livewire arrived here at Arkham several hours ago, but she's only just now returning from the obiligtory meeting with her new doctor and the standard tour of the facilities afforded to all new patients. I wonder if she was assigned to Leland? Not that it really matters. We'll be gone long before she has her first session. They've taken her in a full-body rubber suit to her cell, which they also had lined with rubber. She isn't looking too good, frankly. Like she's going through withdrawl symptoms. I wouldn't doubt she is. I bet it's been a while since she last juiced up. But I'm here to change all that...
I lift up my shirt and make sure the extension cord is wrapped tightly around my waist.
I've been waiting for this all morning. But Batman was here earlier, so at least I could entertain myself by watching him harass poor Dr. Crane in the meantime. If I wasn't thinking about more important things, I might actually be a little more curious as to what he wanted.
I look at the small "nursery" in the corner that they allowed me to have: a little table with a pair of harmless, potted houseplants resting on top, and a small gardening spade next them. It's not much, but it's been getting my by these days.
I know that if I think about it too long, it will only make what I have to do now all the harder. I pick up my spade and, without hesitation, dig the sharp tip into my arm, making an incision of about two inches in length, while thinking only about how this is necessary to the plan. I look at my new wound. It appears to be deep enough for my purposes.
I wait a bit, until enough blood has accumulated, and then I knock on the glass window of my cell as Winston, the gaurd on duty, strolls by. He stops in his tracks. "What can I do for you, Pamela?" he asks politely.
I hold up my dripping arm in response. "I had a little accident," I tell him calmly.
Winston flinches. "Geez! I'll get some help." He begins to radio in my injury on his walkie talkie.
This will be difficult if more of the staff is present. I have hurry.
"I think it's serious," I plead. "It can't wait!"
"Stay calm, help is on the way," he assures me, sounding a little nervous. I could summon some tears and have him in the palm of my hand like THAT, but I refuse to resort to that...yet.
"Please!" I moan, and sink to the floor, smearing my bloodied arm on the glass on the way down.
That did the trick. His key hits the lock and the door flings open. He kneels at my side, and I turn to him with a wink. A look of confusion and apprehension comes across his face.
I maneuvre myself between him and the door, holding my toxin-saturated arm in front of me, to keep him at bay. I get to my feet, and back toward the door. I see the look of betrayal on Winston's face and feel a sense of satisfaction.
I grab the cell door and slam it shut, locking him inside.
As I run down the corridor toward Livewire's cell, I hear Winston shout into his radio for help and the other prisoners clamoring from their cells, but I tune them out.
I unravel the extension cord as soon as I spot an electrical outlet nearby. I plug it in and slide open the peep hole in Livewire's door. "Special delivery," I tell her, and slip the female end of the cord in the slot...

Spaceman Spiff

04-25-2002, 03:09 PM

I open the door to the room I an to wait in. There was already someone inside. Dressed in a skin tight body suit and wearing a cat mask, she is sitting in a pose clearly calculated to get a... rise out of me. Still, I won't be manipulated.

"Hello, Mr. Luthor," she says.

I finish walking into the room and sit in a chair at the desk, making sure I face the door. She turns around on the table, displaying herself as well as she could. "Hello," I say. "I don't believe you're part of the OxyHorizons welcoming committee."

"No, I'm not, Mr. Luthor. But I'm very interested in your dealings, here," she responds, almost purring the words.

"Is that right?" I reply. "Well, I don't seem to remember any costumed busy bodies being invited to the preceedings."

"Oh, I just invited myself," she replys.

I am about to order her out of the room, but something intrigues me about her and why she was here. "Alright, kitty. Just why did you decide to do that?"

Sugar Daddy

05-16-2002, 01:03 AM

OOC: Alright, I'm here, I'm gonna post a longer post this weekend, but I wanna get this going.

IC:
"Batman, should we give up the belts?"

"We have no choice."

"What about Gordon and Montoya?"

"Look, drop the belts, play along, that's all we can do now."

Sugar Daddy

05-20-2002, 01:09 AM

OOC: I was gonna post a long addition, but I can't think of one. Anyone have any suggestions?

The Guitar Slayer

05-23-2002, 04:22 PM

OC: Okey dokey, folks, let's kick start this sucker.

Catwoman

I flick open my claws. "Don't..." I wiggle each little claw... "call me kitty." He nods, giving me a stern look.

"Why? I could ask you the same question." I slide across the table on my stomach, keeping my sights on him to make sure he doesn't pull anything. "What's a rich, powerful, handsome business man doing wasting money on a company that's gone under twice now?" I had thrown in the last compliment to lure him in...and it looks like it worked.

He turns on the lights in the room. "Shut the doors. Push the meeting back ten minutes until I say." The confused guards close the doors. Before I can say anything about the shot he had set himself up for, he turns. "Don't even think about it."

I'm impressed. He's a quick learner. He sits down in a chair and I sit in front of him on the table. "Now, Ms. Kyle..."

I play innocent. "Who, me?"

"Please. I do read the papers, not to mention watch the news."

"Well, then. I do believe you are aware, then, of what OxyHorizons used to do...and still does. It test chemicals on animals."

"And you don't like it, I take it."

"Not at all. I do know they have a certain chemical...triglycerin fluoride...that seems to have interested you." I watch his face carefully as I continue. "They test it on animals...many of them die as a result. I don't like that at all."

Luthor crosses his arms. "And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Preferably get rid of the stuff entirely."

"That's not an option."

"I'm a businesswoman, too. I know that, Luthor. Maybe find a better use for it?"

Luthor gives me a slight smile. "That has been my intention all along, Ms. Kyle." Something now begins to bother me, but I ignore it.

"No more torturing animals with it?" I hop off the table and stand if front of him. Luthor calmly looks up at me.

"Of course not." He seems almost too eager to guarantee that.

"Better keep your promise, Lex. Or else..." I tap his nose with a claw. "I'll be back to get you..."

"And will that be so bad for me?"

I give him a grin. "Nice doing business with you, Lex." I open up the window, take my whip in my hand, leap out, and swing toward home.

I lose concentration and drop onto a roof near Gotham Square, where the big screen is. What the hell....?

Bird Boy

05-26-2002, 01:17 PM

IC (Robin):

6:04pm

"Doesn't matter, just make sure you let him know this..." Bullock stops and continues "You got a tape recorder? or can you 2 youngin's remember this?"

Batgirl throws another nasty look at Bullock, he then returns it. After about a minute, Batgirl finally breaks the silence.

"So, what is it? You're wasting our time"

"Right" Bullock says, sarcasticlly. "Well, I don't wanna waste anymore of your precious time, so" Bullock tosses a folder full of papers at Batgirl, "just give him this"

Batgirl tucks it under her arm and takes a bat-grapple out, shooting it towards where we parked the batmobile and I follow pursuit.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"So, what's in the folder?" I ask, after Batgirl skims it over.

"More info on the Joker's wearabouts."

"And Batman already knows where that is" I say, with a slight smile. Batgirl sees it and puts a grim look on her face.

"The Joker isn't somthing to joke about Tim--" Batgirl says. I sense a long speech coming on so I spout out a "I know I know". Thankfully, she stops.

"We haven't heard from him in about 2 hours" she says. "We better start looking for them."

I punch a few buttons on the batcycle monitor and then a number code

"What're you doing?"

"Batman showed me this once" I reply "Instead of him signalling the batmobile to come to him, I'm telling the batmobile to come to us"

"Ah, Tracking. I didn't think Bruce liked being tracked"

"Hey" I reply "What can I say? the mans prepared"

After 5 minutes the batmobile arrives. We dismount our bikes and jump in. I quickly punch in the code again and we're en route.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

6:43

"He's in there" I say, pointing to the building. Batgirl nods and the hood slides off the batmobile and we jump out.

She sneaks into the side of the building and motions me to go for the roof. I acknowledge and climb up the ladder. I peer through the glass dome sitting on the roof. I can't see anything, it's all dark. I cut a small hole in the glass and poke a small flashlight down.

The light doesn't hit much but I see the outline of somthing. After staring at it for awhile the realization hits me.

A bomb. Great. Just what I need. I cut a bigger hole in the window and slip myself through it, landing on a catwalk. No lights what so ever. I move my flashlight around and see a couple more packages of explosives strapped to the catwalk. I lean over the catwalk and peer down to the ones below me. Each section of walkway has 4 bombs. I can't disarm all of these. it's impossible.

I sit down on the catwalk and heave a sigh. The lights below me flip on and I peer down to see the Joker, Harley and 2 people tied down in chairs. Montoya and Gordon from the looks of it. Harley's holding somthing..

I take out my binoculars and focus in on them. Batman and Nightwings belts. Great. This situation is just dandy.

I throw down a small microphone to the floor where the Joker is and listen.

"And you've seen all those other fun games, now, witness somthing you've never seen before! hehe. Harley?"

"Yes Puddin'?"

"If you'll be a dear and give me the switch"

My eyes go wide. Harley moves around the Joker and I hear a crunch and the voices stop.

"Crap. Microphone went out" I say outloud to myself.

I flip myself over the catwalk and free fall. Just about a dozen feet away from the Joker....

A light fills my eyes and I realize what it is. The lowest catwalk's bombs are detonating. I quickly take out a grappling hook and shoot it, hearing it connect with somthing outside. I give it a tug and begin pulling myself up, while I look down. The catwalks are exploding and falling all over. The smoke and fire is getting closer and closer to me. I finally crash through the glass and flip myself off the building. I hit the ground and hear a huge blast belch its way through the glass. Chunks of roof begin to fall around me and I pick myself up and run inside.

~~~~~~~~~

I get inside and see everything falling down around me. This place isn't going to last long. I take off my cape and begin to charge through the fire, hoping to find someone. A sick laughter begins to fill my ears.

"So long, Batsy! Hope you enjoyed playing my gameshow! Tickets for future shows are available on my website! AHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA"

I see the silohuette of Joker and Harley going through a door, then I spot Gordon and Montoya. Batman and Nightwing are untying them. My eyes search around for Batgirl but she's nowhere in sight.

"BATGIRL!" I begin to yell. I don't hear any response and I begin to panic. "Come on, come on come on come on!" I say outloud. Batman and Nightwing turn around and see me.

"Robin! get out of here now" Batman calls. I look around for Batgirl once and again see nothing. Wood planks and beams start to fall around me. Batman and Nightwing run out the door with Montoy and Gordon in their arms.

A bat-a-rang whizzes by my face and explodes in the nearest wall, causing it to collapse. I look up and see Batgirl swinging towards me. Her body hits mine and we both fly through the self-made hold. I roll out onto the grass and stop at the edge of the knoll.

"Heh. thanks" I say with a sheepish grin.

I hear a hum and see the 2 motorcycles we left arrive back on the scene. Batgirl must've called em'.

END.

OOC: sorry about the ab-libbing..had to do somthing.. :)

I now take the oath that I'll keep up with this RPG and try and post in it as frequently as possible. I also condone that I will get my posting grade from a D to a B+ (A's are impossible, unless you're Guitar Slayer or redDragon [suck I am....mmm..yes :-D])

-BB

Barb Gordon

05-27-2002, 12:14 AM

OOC: *blinks* long...but good! And uh, hun? Nightwing doesn't have a belt, but let's just say Joker made him take out the gadgets in his gloves and boots...and uh, Batman and Nightwing had the batmobile, let's just say everything Robin and Batgirl did was with the Batbikes...?

IC:
"You're welcome......Didn't think I was coming?"
I ask as I roll off of Robin. He shrugs,
"Well, uh...it kinda crossed my mind."
he takes my proffered hand and I pull him up.
"I had to wait for the right moment."
I reply with a grin. My eyes wander to where Batman and Nightwing are dusting themselves off and checking on my father and Montoya. Batman frowns as we approach.
"I thought I told you two to stay at the cave."
"And if we had? What do you think would have happened to all of you?"
I surprise myself in retorting back to him. He gives me a look of "we'll talk about this later"...boy, am I beginning to understand what Dick goes through sometimes...
"I already notified the police, they should be here any second to pick you up."
I say, addressing my father and Montoya. They nod, both still looking a bit dazed. Poor dad, I'll make sure to get over to his place as soon as I can. Batman and Nightwing both nod, scary how alike they are sometimes, and they both head for the Batmobile. Robin gives me a shrug as I glance at him, neither of us are looking forward to the "talk" we both know we'll get when we reach the cave. I don't say anything to Robin, and instead just head for my bike, he follows in pursuit. This is going to be a long night....

~Barb

Bird Boy

05-27-2002, 09:34 AM

Originally posted by Barb Gordon
OOC: *blinks* long...but good! And uh, hun? Nightwing doesn't have a belt, but let's just say Joker made him take out the gadgets in his gloves and boots...and uh, Batman and Nightwing had the batmobile, let's just say everything Robin and Batgirl did was with the Batbikes...?

OOC:that's what I get for not replying to this thread for 5 months...lol.

I didn't think NW had a belt, but Sugar Daddy last posted w/ batman telling them to drop both of their belts, so I went w/ the flow..

as for the batmobile--well, that was just a big oops.. :o

I went back and edited it...

-BB

Sugar Daddy

05-27-2002, 03:05 PM

Originally posted by Barb Gordon
OOC:Nightwing doesn't have a belt, but let's just say Joker made him take out the gadgets in his gloves and boots

OOC: Oops, my bad, I meant what you said :D

I'll post an addition when I can think of something. :)

The Guitar Slayer

06-15-2002, 10:55 PM

OOC: <gets the paddles ready> Breathe, darn you!

IC: Catwoman

I sigh in relief as I see Batman get out of there in one piece. Well, that brightened up my day. Always wonderful to see your knight in shining armor come through with all parts intact. As for Luthor...I don't trust him. At all. I think I'll give Batman a little note telling him to keep an eye on Lex. I let my hands glide down the outside of my thighs....wait. What's this?

It appears to be a tracker.

Batman has been keeping an eye on me.

IC: Clayface

If I have to do one more round of beer bottles...I've done half a million already. Isn't that punishment enough? I hate this. WHY O CRUEL FATE?

That's the last time I fall asleep during Masterpiece Theatre....wait. What's this? There appears to be an electrical charge coming from Ivy's sound system....wonder who it could be?

Bird Boy

06-20-2002, 02:39 PM

IC (Robin):

I pull through the cave entrance, scattering a few bats along the way. The bike lurches forward as I put on the break and take off my helmet. I jump off the side and Batman immediately begins to talk.

"I told you 2 to stay in the cave. Not to come see how we were doing. You risked your life as well as---"

"Hey" I pipe up. "We went because Bullock called us. We don't need another speech from you. We went because Bullock had some info on where Barbara's father was. And since we hadn't heard from you, we decided to go help. Sorry for being concerned."

Batman stares at me with his usual look. I look over at Nightwing who's gawking at me, trying to wonder if I just talked back to Batman.

"Did I?" I think to myself. Could I really have the guts to talk back to him?

My concentration is broken as Batman sits down into the computer chair. "We need to get back to Ivy's hide out. No doubt that Clayface is still there, frozen.

"In the mean time" Batman continues, "I'm going after Catwoman. If any of you find anything, contact me."

Batman gets up and moves to various shelves of accessories. He takes the Bat-Glider out and slips it on. The engines turn on and he falls down to a lower layer of the cave and jets out of a tiny alcove.

"Well, we better get moving...again." Nightwing says. "Batgirl, you're with me. Robin--" Nightwing turns to look at me "You're on your own. Take the cycle and a radio and contact us every 10min"

"Ten minutes? Am I being baby-sat or somthing?" I say with a tone of disgust in my voice.

Nightwing doesn't reply and gets in the batmobile. Batgirl jumps in and the batmobile turns and slides out of the cave, down a corridor.

I turn around to look back at the bat-cycle and heave a sigh. I pick up my helmet and put it on and turn the cycle around.

"Maybe every hour" I say outloud.

END.

OOC: I just wanted to get things moving again..

-BB

Sugar Daddy

06-20-2002, 02:52 PM

OOC: Let's see here, I'll do the best I can.

IC: Batgirl and I spend the entire ride to Ivy's thinking of what Clayface's health is, being frozen all this time.

We approach the hideout slowly, and come in through a back window.

"Oh no!" Batgirl says.

She points to the sound system, with the electrical charge coming out of it, in the room we left Clayface in. "Not good," we say unanimously. "Tonight's gonna be a long night."

OOC: I'd add more, but I'm not really sure who GS is referring to with the electrical charges in the sound system. :D

Barb Gordon

06-20-2002, 04:30 PM

Nightwing and I slowly creep off of the bike as quitely as possible. It looks like Clayface isn't alone any more....and may not even be frozen. This is really, really not good.
"Any ideas?"
I whisper to Nightwing. We've both stopped at the back window when we saw that things weren't as we left them. Nightwing drops down below the window in a crouch.
"Uh...not at the moment."
He replies with a grin. Wonderful, I think. I follow suit and crouch beside him. After a moment's though I gesture for him to follow, pulling out a batarang as I do so. We creep up and over the open back window, landing silently inside the building. Then we both scatter off to the left and right and behind some scattered boxes so as to provide cover from who knows what still. I hear...a voice? maybe two. I glance at Nightwing as I peer over the box, waiting.

~Barb

Trent Lane

06-23-2002, 10:44 PM

OOC: I apoligize for the delay of my posts... no computer and a limit of your time at the library is rough, so here goes a little bit...

IC:
I glide over Gotham towards Selina's apartment. It's dark, as I thought it would be. I set down on the balcony and let myself in the glass sliding door. I search the rooms and find nothing but a bunch of hungry cats. I pour some food for them when I hear someone behind me.

"Looking for me, or are you just here to feed the animals?" Selina stood at the window, the moonlight outlining her body.

"We need to talk."

OOC: Not a lot, but I'm not 100% sure why Bats is after Catwoman, so I'll be back...

Sugar Daddy

06-23-2002, 10:53 PM

OOC: Hey everyone, I just wanted to let you all know that I am going to be out of town for most of the next 5-6 weeks. While I am gone, I do not mind at all, if you would like, if you ad-lib my character, Nightwing. Once I get back at the end of July, I will resume posting as Nightwing. Thanks.

The Guitar Slayer

06-24-2002, 11:00 PM

OOC: You people love tempting me, don't you? You leave Batman alone with Catwoman alone in her bedroom :eek: I'll keep it PG. :D

IC: Catwoman

"Really?" I purr. I slink into the room. I had put my suit back on after my encounter with Luthor and was ready to go out tonight...but maybe I could stay in.

"I know what you did, Selina." His eyes burn into mine. "Hand them over."

I pout a little and cross my arms as Isis curls around my shoulder. "Can't a girl have any fun?"

"Not in this respect." He touches his belt. I've seen that before...it means he's getting the cuffs.

I sigh and point toward my dresser. "It's all there." He looks at the pile on my dresser. I think he knows it was an attention ploy. "Anything else?" I'm still play a bit of hard to get.

"Yes..It's about Matt..." Batman seems a bit uncomfortable. At least he's referring to him as a person. There's something in his voice that makes me worried.

"What about Matt?" I tug my cowl off and let my hair roll down my shoulders. "Is he still frozen?"

"Yes....he..." Batman continues, but then I cut him off in a moment of brilliance.

"Would you like to have some tea?" My mind's wheels are turning rapidly. If I can only get to my bedside drawer....

Batman's taken aback. "I guess."

Thank my good tailor for my suit. "Let me just take off the gloves and cowl and I'll be right there." I believe he thought I was going to say something else, and he flushed just a little.

He walked into the kitchen. Isis stares at me for a moment and I jerk my head in the direction of Batman. She follows him in and wraps herself around his boots. As I rifle through the drawer, I hear him talking to Isis. I smile. The cats do like him. I get the bottle and hide it somewhere on my person.

I go into the kitchen and make the tea. Isis distracts him as I slip the drops in carefully. She meows loudly and claws at his face a bit playfully. I turn to serve the tea and Isis skitters away. "So, what about Matt?"

"I've been working on something for him. It'll help him keep his form." Batman wraps his hands around the mug as if to warm his hands.

"That's good...but there's a problem, isn't it?" I sip mine. I wait for him to sip before I look at him again.

"Yes....he might use it to my disadvantage."

We quietly drink the steaming mugs of tea before I speak again. "You have to put some trust in Matt, Batman."

"Don't you think I try?"

"I don't see it at all. With any of us. Except Harvey."

His voice goes hard. "I do it with you all the time. And you betray it everytime, and I have to come here."

"Am I that much of a burden?" I hiss. "Here." I push the tracker across the table at him. He stares at it. "I could have traced the location of the source, gone there, and exposed you for whoever you really are. I could have made millions from the book deal alone. There's your life, baby, all wrapped up in one piece of electronics."

I get up from the table and Isis follows. I go to the bedside table and grab my cowl and gloves. "Selina." I hear his voice. I don't answer. "Selina." I put the gloves on.

Then his voice takes on a different aspect. "Selina." I look at him. He looks tired and frustrated, just like everyone else around here. Batman stands at my side for a moment. "Thank you."

Then he wraps his arms around me...and willingly kisses me. Again. And again...

In between gasps of air and intense contact, I think of what wonderful Christmas presents I'll be getting Ivy. God bless her plant soul.
Batman traces my jawline tenderly and then bites at my throat. I raise my head over his shoulder to breathe...and I see a kid with big eyes looking at us through the sliding glass door.

I pull back a little. "We got an audience." He looks over his shoulder, then smiles at me. He kisses me once more on the forehead, and then walks out into then night.

Ivy is going to have a good Christmas indeed.

Trent Lane

06-25-2002, 02:42 AM

I walk out to the balcony to a wating Robin. He looks at me with his head tilted to the side.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"You're too young to understand." I step up onto the balcony railing. I feel a little... odd to say the least. I'm not even sure what happened in there.

"I guess I don't. We're needed." Robin pointed out over the city. I see a bolt of electricity shoot up into the night sky. I look back at Robin.

"Let's go."

OOC: Editted and ready for continuation!!!

JLU Dude

06-27-2002, 12:54 PM

OOC: Sorry that I haven't posted in a long time.

Bane:

I put my equipment on. Time to plot the end of Superman. I smile at the idea of beating the Man of Steel. I'll need Kryptonite. I crack my knuncle and return to work.

Metallo:

I see and manhole and run to it. I open it and go down it. I've had enough. I gotta get out. Gotta plot a way to destroy Superman.

OOC: Sorry both were short.

Barb Gordon

06-27-2002, 10:27 PM

OOC: not really sure where to go with this...augh

IC:

"Think we should call Bat--"
"NO"
Nightwing responds curtly, not even letting me finish. Okay, there goes that fleeting thought for back up. As much as I'd like to be able to handle this with Nightwing, I'm not sure if we may not be in over our heads. What if whoever or whatever is in there with Clayface unfreezes him? I shudder inwardly just thinking about what happened last time. I would prefer to not get a mud bath/immersion like that for a long time....and at a spa next time. I quiet my thoughts as I hear voices...who knows how long they'd been talking since I was basically spaced out.
"Well..."
I begin, Nightwing ***** his ear in my direction,
"What's the plan?"

~Barb

edit: well, the word that is blocked was one that didn't occur to me that is was block worthy, until I realized what it's other use could be. Anyhoo...the word was c o c k e d....but obviously it's not a good word to use, so "Nightwing tipped his head in my direction".....

Bird Boy

06-27-2002, 10:54 PM

IC: (Robin)

Too young to understand..pfft. He forgets I lived on my own for awhile, after my dad bailed on me...yup, good times. Hah, that fat cop never had a chance..

I wake up and realize Batman's already going towards the source of the lightning bolt.

"Cripes" I say outloud and shoot my grappling hook forward, swinging off of Catwoman's ledge. I give a quick look back and she's standing in the window, smiling a bit..oddly..heading towards evil..

I shrug and push forward, going faster to catch up with Batman. He looks back at me to make sure I'm still with him and he lands on top of the roof. I land next to him seconds later and begin retracting my hook so I can use it again. I see batman kneel down and start to take some deep breaths. I head over and kneel down next to him.

"Batman?" I wait a few seconds and there still isn't a answer. "Batman?" I repeat again. Batman looks over at me. "You okay?" I ask, raising my eyebrow a bit.

"I'm fine. Lets...." he pauses to take another deep breath and then continues "Lets go" Batman stands up and pulls out another grappling hook but doesn't shoot it. He nears the ledge and then steps back.

"Robin, go ahead. I'll catch up with you. Let me know when you get there"

I nod to him and shoot my grappling hook over towards the bolt. I look back and see him give a slight smile towards me and then nods.

Somthings wrong. He doesn't smile..

END.

-BB

The Guitar Slayer

06-28-2002, 12:23 PM

OOC: I'm going to ad lib Ivy and Livewire for now. Hopefully someone can come in soon.

Clayface

The sparks begin to fly out of Ivy's sound system. What the hell? It then hits me. I want to smile, but it's kinda impossible at the moment, you know what I'm saying? I'd read the paper a few days before. And who hadn't heard of that big bruhaha a few months back? Anyway, I also hear the backdoor creak open. Ivy's finally here!

"What do we have here? Could it be my new supply of potting soil?" Ivy spins out from behind me and prances over toward the sound system. I try to grunt in response, but it's not happening. She puts on a rubber glove and quickly punches the 'on' button.

Lightning fills the room and this really annoying laugh fills it. "LIVE, from Poison Ivy's Greenhouse, this is LIVEWIRE!!" I see female features in the bolt of light that sizzles through the room. Ivy says something to her and she immediately calms down. They both turn to stare at me. Ivy flicks on the heating lamps and I begin to thaw out.

As soon as my mouth can move, I start talking. "Hey, Ivy. Nice to see you again."

"What are you doing here?" She crosses her arms in front of her.

"I was looking for Eddie."

"He got sent back to Arkham after that last stunt." I immediately put Eddie on my list of people whose lives I will make miserable. "Why were you looking for Eddie?"

"You'd spoken to me about an...herbal cure, and I figured maybe you'd mentioned it to him."

"Herbal cure?" Livewire looks questioningly at me. Just then, a piece of me goes SPLAT on the floor. "Oh. Play-Doh Man...I used to have that stuff when I was a kid."

"Very funny." I'm in no mood for this. "So, is the deal still on?" I turn my attention back to Ivy

Ivy begins to pace in a circle around me. Watching me. Thinking about me. All with a smile that could put her back in Arkham....I realize the heat lamps should be turned off....as in now. "Hey, I'm nice and warm now. You can shut those off."

She doesn't answer. She's now fussing with one of her "babies" again. Judas Priest. "C'mon, I'm done. I'm gonna make a nasty little puddle on your plants if you don't turn it off."

I'm beginning to have the consistency of a mud puddle now, and that's not good. Ivy whirls around and throws the plant at me. "Deal's off!" she coldly says as the plant begins to sprout all over me. "I got a new and improved partner for this operation."

"Nice work, Red. Couldn't have said it better myself. Got anything to eat?" was the last thing I heard said in that room. The sprouts spread all over me rapidly. They covered my eyes in moments. Great. Now I'm Swamp Thing.

I blindly reach out and I grab this Livewire chick. She starts squirming and screaming at Ivy to get her the [censored by the US government] out of this [censored by the US government]. She starts trying to shock me, but all she's doing is pruning me back a bit.

Soon, the plant part of me is burning quiet nicely. I figure that mud wasn't much of a conductor so I press her into my gut. She is definitely not a happy camper. As she shoot bolts frantically trying to get out, the part of me that can still feel pain begins to burn. I'll have to find some Pepto later.

I clench my teeth and look down at Ivy and menacingly as I can. I start thinking wonderful thoughts about lovely, pink, soothing Pepto Bismol to keep my act together. That's really beginning to sting. "I only see two people here, Ivy. Guess that makes you and me partners."

"Let her go!" she angrily shouts at me.

"Get rid of the sprouts and cut me back into the deal."

Ivy stares at my jolting stomach for a moment. "Alright. Let her out."

I part myself and Livewire comes flying out. "AAAHHHHHGGGGH! THAT'S JUST SICK, MAN!!" She shakes off the mud as best she can.

"Double cross me again, Ivy, and your friend won't be so lucky." I walk over to the table and lean my mass against it. "First, I demand two things. One, the plan."

"We were about to discuss it, Mr. Play-doh," snarls Livewire at me.

"Clayface. Number two...got any Pepto?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Barb Gordon

06-29-2002, 02:34 AM

Nightwing nor myself budge an inch during this entire ordeal. It was like watching a show, all we did was remain motionless and watch everything play out. It seemed both of us tensed when it looked like Clayface was getting into trouble, as if we were both ready to spring to his aid, but he handled himself. Not like that's a good thing, since now it looks like we have three villains to deal with. Not good, not good at all. Livewire? I've heard of her, Nightwing and I got brushed up on some of the people Superman has had to deal with a while back. Not to mention the fact that Supergirl and I had our own adventures with both Ivy and Livewire. I know from experience that those two are nothing but trouble, and then some. And now Clayface is in with the group, which will only make everything worse...and muddier, yuck. It looks like the three are still discussing the plan, so if Nightwing and I can lie low while they do so, things might not to be as bad as they could be.

~Barb

Bird Boy

06-29-2002, 12:51 PM

IC (Robin):

7:34 pm

I push my full weight on my rope and increase my speed towards the source of the bolt of lightning. I give another look back at Batman on the roof of the building. His face is away from mine and he's holding his head with his hands. I put my attention back to the task at hand and realize I'm a foot away from slamming into a building.

My eyes go wide as I realize what might happen. I push my legs out and bounce off the wall throwing out another grappling hook. It grabs around a flag-pole on top of the buildings roof. I hang there for a few seconds before pulling myself back up.

I pull myself up over the ledge and let out a sigh, hoping Batman didn't just see what happened. I begin to laugh and realize the what I have to do. I take out another grappling hook and begin the trip again.

~~~~~~~~~~~

7:38 pm

I fall down onto the building next to the greenhouse. This is definitely where the lightning came from. I take out my binoculars and survey the area, looking for shards of the glass. I look down onto the grass and see some pieces and finally decide that it's the location. I take out my radio and press the button. "Batman?"

"Batman here"
"you doing all right?" I inquire
"I'm fine. Have you found the location?"
"Yeah. I'll turn on this tracer--" I take out a tracer from my belt and press it. "All right. It's on"
"Got it. I'm on my way"

I tuck my radio away on my belt again and look through the binoculars again, trying to find Nightwing and Batgirl. I scan the area a few more seconds and then put the goggles away. I fold them up put them on the roof. I recline ontop of the chimney and wait for Batman.

7:42 pm

I close my eyes for a second, trying to catch up on the last 12 winks I missed last night. I hear a cape sweep past me and I open my eyes.

"Took you long enough" I say. Batman looks down at me with narrow eyes. Back to his old self I see. I push myself up from the ground and stand next to Batman. "So, do we go down?"

"Not yet..give me the binoculars"

I pick them up off the roof and give them into his waiting hand. He puts them up to his mask and scans the area.

"There's Nightwing and Batgirl. They're watching the situation. Probably don't even know we're here. There's nothing we can do now." Batman pulls out his radio and punches in the signal for Nightwings radio. There's a 3 second delay and then a low "What is it" comes over the radio.

"Lets go" Batman says. "Clayface has thawed. We have to let them make their move."
"We could stop them now though!" Nightwing replies.
"No. we need a plan. Plant a voice recorder in there, we'll listen to it back at the cave."

Nightwing and Batgirl pull away from the building and around the corner to the Batmobile. I pull out a tracer for my bike and tell it to come towards me.

~~~~~~~

7:49 pm

I jump off the ledge and land next to the bike. I turn it on and rev the engine. Man I love this. I get ready to take off when Batman walks up next to me.

"Get off"
"What? Why?"
"There's a disturbance near the McHale's department store. Go check it out and handle it. It's about 2 blocks from here. Join us in the cave after you're done"

I dismount the bike and watch Batman get on and go after the batmobile.

I watch as he disappears and sigh again. Ah well, at least I'll be able to beat up a couple guys. I start at a running pace towards McHales.

END.

OOC: all right! I'm done. I don't plan on RPGing the fight at McHales, so the next one of the Bat-team to post, can have me come into the cave and whatever..

-BB

VashTheStampede

06-29-2002, 02:06 PM

OOC: I have now been allowed to take over for Supes. Enjoy.

IC: "Supergirl you stay here, I must stop Metallo." I quickly jump down the manhole I saw metallo use, and then without warning Metallo comes up behind me and whacks me on the back of the head knocking me into the slimy water. "How does that feel Superman"
I turn on my back and give him a stiff kick to the midsection, knocking him back into the wall. But that is when I notice I don't have the helmet on anymore. Metallo seeing this opens up the chest panel to reveal the kryptonite. "Now Superman this is the end" "Not quite." I say and before he can counter I reach into his chest and grasp the kryptonite, and pull him closer. I fell my power draining so I must act quick, I punch him as hard as I can and he goes flying back, with the Kryptonite still in my hand. In my last moment of conciousness and all my strength I throw the kryptonite though the concrete and into orbit. Then it all turns black.

Barb Gordon

06-29-2002, 06:13 PM

"Well, that for short..."
I say as I fold my arms across my chest. Nightwing continues driving in silence. From the side, his stern features very much resembles Batman's....not like I'd be fool enough to tell him that though.
"We could have done something there you know."
He says finally. I think it over for a bit before responding.
"yes...we could have. But Batman could be right in his judgement. I mean, who knows what they're up to. And although we could take care of them now, what if they've already started something which we wouldn't be able to know about unless we just trail them now?"
Nightwing remained silent. After a few tense moments he half grins.
"I hate it when you're right."
I smile. Just then one of the secret openings to the cave emerges, allowing us access. Nightwing leads the car in and then parks it. Batman is already there as Nightwing and I get out of the Batmobile. I glance around,
'Where's Robin?"
I ask.
"Busy"
Is the grunt of a response I receive.
"Well,"
I begin, as Nightwing and I join Batman near the Batcomputer,
"What's the plan?"

~Barb

JLU Dude

06-30-2002, 11:02 PM

Metallo:

I'm losing power. Superman. I hope someone like Intergang finds me and restores my power supply. I hope someone find me soon. I colaspe into the water. Please, someone find me.

Bane:

Perfect. I shall threatend someone close to Superman. If he comes, I'll have Krytpnite ready to help me kill him. I'll break into two. Sounds like your avenge villains plan. I must have weapons to help me kill him. I'll tell Luthor, soon.

VashTheStampede

07-02-2002, 08:17 AM

Superman
I open my eyes, but I can barely see. There is somebody standing over me. "Well Superman looks like you have got a problem here." Luthor said as he had me and Metallo loaded into the back of a van. "Luuuthor you must help me, restore my power" I heard Metallo say. "In due time" Luthor answered. I am too weak to fight back I need help. I then remember the tracking device Batman planted on me before. I knew it would come in handy, thats why I always keep it in my boots. I crouch down in the back of the van trying to work with handcuffed hands, where is it dont tell me I forgot it, ahh there it is. I just hope he can pick it up. As I switch it on, one of the guards hits me on the back of the head and in my weakened state succumb to the blow.

Edit: I added more stuff to try and make it better and to connect the two stories. I have had a creative lapse over the past few days and are not up to my normal writing standards.

Trent Lane

07-02-2002, 10:04 PM

"The plan is to keep an eye on them for now." I turn to the rest of the group. "I dropped a mic into the building before we took off. They'll let us know what they plan on doing."

"What if they leave?" Batgirl asks.

"They got no where to go. You've got a walking lighting bolt, a plant lady, and a walking mass of swamp mud. That makes it kinda hard to blend in with your surroundings," Nightwing stated.

"He's right. For now, we wait." A light starts to blink on the monitor. I bring up a report, a robbery. Suspect female, wearing all black, cat ears? Selina. She must want my attention. "I'm on it," I say as I head past Batgirl and Nightwing. "You two monitor our other situation." I jump in the Batmobile and peel out of the cave, after Catwoman for the second time tonight...

JLU Dude

07-03-2002, 01:28 AM

Bane:

I need to talk to Luthor and go over the details. He may want to make somw changes. Why did I even agree to meet Metallo? I should have stuck to Gotham and tried to kill Batman. He's disgraced me once too often and I'll make him pay when I get done here. But, I made a deal with Luthor and I'll stick to it. I walk out and see a parked car. I walk to it and get in. I hot-wire it. I drive off, heading towards LexCorp. I hope my plan works.

Metallo:

Why is Luthor doing this to me? I've suffered because of him. He posioned me. He took away my ability to feel, to taste, to smell. I need kryptonite. When, I get back to full power. Superman will die, then Luthor, then that traitor Bane! "Why are you doing this to me?" I ask, wealky. I get no reply. I can't do much of anything right now. I must see what they intend to do.

Barb Gordon

07-03-2002, 02:17 AM

"Alone, again."
Nightwing says as he settles into the computer chair. He smiles, somewhat seductively I might add. I grin, rolling my eyes,
"You wish."
"All the time Babs, all the time."
I swear I can't tell if that comment was to be taken seriously or as a joke. True he did have a grin on his face when he said it, but there was something in the way he said it that brought a tinge of sadness, or regret, with it. Before I could dwell too much on these kinds of thoughts, a blinking light catches the corner of my eye. Nightwing bolts out of the chair.
"What?"
I ask anxiously, trying to recall which light that was and what meaning it held.
"Superman's in trouble."
"Excuse me?"
I ask as Nightwing brushes past me to the Batcycles.
"Bruce gave Clark a Bat-Tracker to wear in his boot just in case Clark ever got into some heavy duty trouble. I never thought he'd actually use it....ever."
he glances up at me, his blue eyes narrowed and peircing.
"This is bad. Very bad."

~Barb

The Guitar Slayer

07-03-2002, 12:31 PM

OOC: I'm waiting on someone to pick up Livewire and/or Ivy, so I'll put Clayface and Co. on hold for the moment.

IC: Catwoman

I hum softly to myself as I pluck a statuette off its pedestal with the tips of my claws. La dee da... Some women are addicted to booze, some to cigarettes...I think I'm addicted to the chase. But I will never want to get to the end and win. All the fun is gone.

I hear solid footfalls. I turn to see him sweep in like a shadow and continue toward me, not even setting one laser alarm off. The baritone voice rumbles. "Selina, put that down. Now."

"Hey, baby." I gently put it back down and move so that the little black bag behind my back isn't as visible. "Did you come here for me?"

"Do you see any other burglars with a leather suit and cat ears?"

"No, so I guess by process of elimination...." I smile as he stands next to me. He looks down with a small smile on his face. He carefully wraps an arm around me...

....And takes hold of the black bag. "Nice try, Selina."

"Tease."

Batman holds the bag for a moment and thinks. "I would replace these myself, but seeing you already know how to get past the alarms, I think you could do it."

I think Ivy will have a bottle of wine in her mailbox next time she checks it. I go to take the bag from him, but he moves it slightly out of my reach. "And I will watch to make sure you do it."

My mouth drops slightly. He tosses me the bag. "Let's begin, shall we?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After replacing all of my new toys, I stand in the center of the museum underneath its massive glass dome. I am not happy at all. I cross my arms and scowl at the Dark Knight. Sometimes he can be such a killjoy. He isn't impressed by my dirty looks and attitude. He calmly looks right back at me.

He breaks the silence. "Why?"

A loaded question indeed. I drop my arms and sigh, frustrated. "Don't you understand the chase? The pursuit of something? The glory of it?"

"Some things can never be attained, Selina."

I come to him and look up at his cowled face. "And those are things that are the most enjoyable to pursue."

I close my eyes, part my lips, and wrap my arms around his neck. I know we're about to make contact when one of those damned communicators goes off.

Batman reaches down to his belt and brings the machine up toward his face. I'm still hanging onto him. "Batman here."

"We got a distress signal from Cl...Superman. He set his tracker off. It's coming from Metropolis. We're going to handle it," comes the voice over the static-y radio channel. It sounds like there's a motorcycle or two in the background.

"Has Robin come back yet?"

"Not when we left."

"Any noise from any of our friends."

"No. Even the Joker is quiet for tonight."

"Alright. Put your own trackers on in case something happens. Batman out." He turns off the radio and replaces it on his belt. I see he is very disturbed by this bit of news.

"The Blue Boy Scout is in trouble?"

"Anytime Superman is in distress is a problem." He starts to get a Batgrapple ready, but it's rather difficult with me hanging off him.

"I hear you didn't catch the Joker."

"Or Harley."

She's still around? Revenge sweeps through my veins. "Wonderful. You take care of him, I take care of her." He looks down at me disapprovingly. "I wasn't that bad last time. And yes, I know it's not a game," I add as he gets ready to speak.

"Fine." He shoots his grapple up through the hole in the skylight that I had made for my entrance. It latches onto something on the roof, he puts an arm around my waist to make sure I don't go splat, and we go soaring up.

"Thanks." I press my lips to his, and there we stand on the roof of the museum.

Bird Boy

07-03-2002, 01:25 PM

IC (Robin):

8:03pm

A metal pipe clangs onto the ground as I deliver the final kick in the guys gut. he stumbles back into the jewerly case, putting his full weight on the already weak glass. It shatters under his wait and he falls down to the ground unconscious after knocking his head on the metal frame.

The last one looks at me and begins to walk backward and finally starts to run. I take out a bolo and twirl it in the air for awhile and then let it go. It wraps his ankles sending him to the ground. Classic trick right there. You think they'd know to jump when they hear the whistling.

I tie the remaining unconscious guys up and hit the police alarm. Seconds later I hear police sirens blaring their way to McHales Department Store. I open up the front doors for the cops and the rush in, checking the guards. I put my hand towards my belt where my grappling hooks are and realize I'm out.

"Awww crap" I say outloud,giving my belt a full search. Fresh out. My radio begins to crackle and I put it up to my ear.

"Robin? This is Nightwing, do you copy?"
"Robin here" I reply. He better have somthing good.
"Batgirl and I are on our way to Metropolis. Superman's pressed a call button Batman gave him..in case he was ever in trouble"

The thing that first enters my brain is "uh oh".
"I'll join you..well, I would. but I'm fresh out of transportation."
"I'll send a bike. You still at McHales?"
"Yeah"
"Ok. Bikes on it's way. You do know how to get to Metropolis, don't you?"

I don't bother responding and I tuck the radio back on my belt. I sit down on the curb and wait for my ride.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The police fully move out of the area before I hear the bike engine. It stops in front of me and shuts off. I pick up the helmet off the back and mount it and take off as soon as the engine begins to hum.

END.

OOC: All righty. Batgirl, Nightwing and Robin are en-route to Metropolis! What will happen in the next exciting installment of the WF RPG? Tune in next time, same bat thread, same bat time!

:D

-BB

Barb Gordon

07-04-2002, 01:31 AM

"Are you sure he knows how to get to Metropolis?"
I question Nightwing as we grab Batcycles and slip on helmets. he grins, slipping down the visor on his helmet,
"Well, if he doesn't, he'll find his way there eventually."
"Dick!"
He shrugs, and I can tell he's laughing behind the visor.
"No worries, Babs. Tim's smart. If he can't figure out his way there, then he'll at least remember that he can just input where he needs to go into the bike's computer, and it'll take him there."
I refrain from rolling my eyes.
"But you couldn't have been helpful and reminded him of that?"
Nightwing started the engine of his bike.
"No where would the fun be in that?"
And with that comment, he revved the engine and took off. I slid down my own visor and started up the bike. At least we're joking around now. We both know full well there wont be any joking once we reach Metropolis. I wish we'd been able to reach Batman some how, and I slightly dread going to Metropolis, not knowing what awaits us.
"Only one way to find out."
I say to myself, and I take off the foot that was propping me up on the ground, rest it on it's foot groove and take off out of the batcave.

~Barb

VashTheStampede

07-05-2002, 10:22 AM

I wake up in a small room, strapped to a table. I try to break the restraints but am still too weak. The entire room is bathed in a red light, no wonder my strength hasn't come back, I'm not getting any energy from the sun. I notice a viewing window and see Luthor standing with Metallo. Luthor has his typical smirk and Metallo looks rather angry.
"Superman you will no longer be trouble for me again"
Luthor says,
"But I will not kill you, simply leave you here in the bowls of this building."
"And Superman, since nobody knows you're here, nobody will ever know where you are."
Metallo says. I look away from them and can only hope Batman has recieved the distress call, never thought I would need his help.

(Edited by Barb: Just wanted to make the post easier to read)

redDragon

07-07-2002, 09:43 PM

Here lies the oh so wonderful WF RPG Summary.

Note: Superman and Metallo have been magically advanced a day to match with the other plot line. For the summary to make sense, please read while half awake or while off in space.

Monday - January 15th

It starts out as a quiet night for Batman and Robin as they patrol the streets. That is until Gordon tells them that the Joker has escaped once more and Nightwing shows up with a clue of the Joker’s whereabouts. In Metropolis, Lex Luthor plots to use synthetic Kryptonite on Superman while Bane and Metallo begin to strike up a plan against the Dark Knight and the Man of Steel and head towards LexCorp to get revenge on Luthor.

Back in Gotham, Ivy plots escape with the transferring of Livewire to Arkham. Our three heroes confront Catwoman, who had been trailing, and soon leave Robin in the dust to patrol by himself and bumps into Batgirl along the way. Joker is off dancing in the moonlight plotting to crash the Gotham Botanical Museum and waiting for Harley to finish rounding up the old gang. At Joker’s “meeting place,” Batman, Nightwing, and Catwoman barely escape the exploding building. Superman, in search of Metallo is flying over Gotham and saves Nightwing from being run over.

Back in Metropolis, Bane and Metallo are confronting Luthor and waiting for Superman to come back so that they can kill them both. After Luthor tries to get Bane on his side and fails, Superman finally shows up and gives Bane some Venom problems. But he forgets about Metallo and is flung out the window. They tussle and fall into the sewers where their fight continues. Supergirl comes, but is unprotected from the Kryptonite that Metallo unleashes, so Superman grabs her and flees the scene with Metallo yelling at them to come back. Metallo then goes on a search to find Bane or Superman. After Superman tells Supergirl to get a protected suit he goes off to stop Metallo. Flash comes into town and tries to talk Metallo out of destroying cars. When Superman and Supergirl show up again, Metallo successfully defeats Supergirl and jumps through a manhole. Superman follows and the two tussle. In the end Superman rips the Kryptonite out of Metallo and both fall down, Superman unconscious and Metallo laying there unable to move.

Batgirl and Robin land where Batman is and Nightwing gets whisked away to recover in the Batcave with Batgirl’s help. Catwoman sneaks off to find Ivy while they’re preoccupied with Nightwing. Once Nightwing has sufficiently recovered, the two head off to meet Batman and Robin at Ivy’s Greenhouse. The Joker emerges at the Kwik-E-Mart to terrorize the customers at that outrageously decorated place.

Luthor sends Mercy out after Bane to give him a proposition. Bane concedes to meet Luthor and they strike up a deal for Bane to take out Superman with the help of some Kryptonite in return for a new and improved venom injection system.

At Ivy's Greenhouse, Catwoman stocks up on some of Ivy's spices and waits for Eddie to show up. But to Catwoman's surprise, Clayface shows up. With him there, Batman and Batgirl go into the greenhouse. Batman lassos Clayface, which causes him to lash out. Catwoman takes Clayface on as he threatens Batman by taking Batgirl hostage. With Catwoman and Batgirl in danger, Batman sprays Clayface with a freezing chemical, grabs Catwoman and Batgirl, and heads towards the near by roof.

After a brief stop at the Batcave to send Robin to sleep, the nightly patrol continues with the Bat signal shining in the sky once more. There they discover that Commissioner Gordon is missing.

Tuesday - January 16th

The heroes start the day the only way heroes can, taking a trip to Arkham to check up on all of their lovely friends. A quick stroll and Batman picks up a clue from the Scarecrow about the Joker and a plot including Jim Gordon. As they try to find more clues from the Batcave, the Joker comes on TV with lovely news that he has Gordon and Montoya and wants Batman to come down to the TV station.

Luthor looks at his itinerary for the day and heads off towards Gotham to meet with OxyHorizons. At about the same time Catwoman reads that OxyHorizons has come back from the dead and makes plans to meet Luthor.

Batman and Nightwing head down to the TV station while Batgirl and Robin learn some things from Bullock. There they find the Joker and Harley have Gordon and Montoya in a torture set. He then has them play on a game show for his own amusement.

Catwoman poses as a clumsy secretary to get into OxyHorizons then changes into her Catwoman costume to chat with Luthor. Luthor tells her that he doesn’t plan on torturing animals anymore and after threatening to come after him if he does, Catwoman leaves.

Back in Arkham, Ivy “accidentally” injures herself so that she has free reign to give Livewire an energy boost.

Batgirl and Robin head towards where Batman and Nightwing are and discover that the entire place has been hooked up to bombs. They also catch the end of Joker’s game show and all four dive out of the place as it explodes. Once they get back to the Batcave, Batman heads back out to go after Catwoman, Batgirl and Nightwing go back to Ivy’s hide out, and Robin is left to patrol by himself once more, but this time with strict orders to call in every 10 minutes. Catwoman puts the potions she took from Ivy to good use on Batman when he pays her a visit. Robin breaks up the two from a heated kiss and points out a bolt of electricity in the clear sky.

At Ivy’s Greenhouse, Batgirl and Nightwing witness Clayface being defrosted by Ivy and Livewire’s appearance. Batman and Robin arrive at the scene and Batman calls everyone back to the cave.

On the way home, Luthor picks up Metallo and Superman. Superman sends out a help message via a tracker to Batman before being knocked out again. Batgirl, Nightwing, and Robin head off to Metropolis the moment they hear Superman is in danger.

Batman catches Catwoman in the act of another robbery and she makes moves on him once again.

BLACKHEART

07-07-2002, 10:55 PM

9 PM

In a mocking tone “So you want your humanity back?”

My eyes roll as my eyebrows rise into the air.

“Shouldn’t you be getting ready to play the Blob’s stunt double in the new Sci-Fi channel remake?”

I snicker at him bring my eyes around in a circle till they meet with his. I slowly walk towards him shaking my hips with each step. I stop in front of him and rub my left index finger down his hard bubbling clay face. Then I bring it back up the trail I made in his skin quickly flipping his nose.

I smile seductively at him.

“Listen here. This is my Kingdom and here you will do as I say or be choked to death by the all mighty green.”

Vines work their way up from the ground crawling up my legs and around my slim waist moving quickly towards my breast where they separate with one going up each arm and out pointing towards Clayface. The tips of each vine penetrate his surface slightly.

Livewire who is standing behind me laughs and in her best Jersey trucker voice says, “You go girl.”

My face changes to a look of disgust shooting a look that Livewire can’t see.

Clayface uses the momentary distraction to push the vines from him.

“I’m not wanting to play games. I want to be myself. I want to be human again.”

I cast an evil smile as the vines retreat down my body into the ground. I move towards Clayface and lean the right side of my body against him. I begin touching his chest with my left hand.

I begin carving pictures of trees and plants into his chest as I speak.

“If I cure you what is in it for me?” I ask with a smile.

“I’ll do anything you want.” The mountain of Clay responds.

I raise my right arm and motion for Livewire to join us.

“Gather around.”

I move away from Clayface so that we form a circle.

“The Gotham Diamond factory will be getting a fresh shipment of diamonds from Africa later this week. The shipment will arrive at the store’s warehouse where they will be sorted and shipped to the various stores across Gotham City. We will hit the warehouse before this can happen. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend. You know?”

The two girls smile and high-five each other.

“Livewire you will attacked the armored transport when it arrives while Clayface and I will enter the warehouse from the back. While you distract the guards and any police who may offer aid we will rob the warehouse dry. The shipment will come at 10 AM tomorrow.”

“I love it,” shouts the Jersey sounding Livewire.

I smile at Clayface as Livewire zaps herself into her electrical form to recharge herself before the attack.

“I thought she would never leave,” I say with a smile.

“Why do you of all people settle for mere diamonds?” asks Clayface.

I roll my eyes at the giant lump of clay.

“As if. EPM Pharmaceutical sits about a block and a half from the Gotham Diamond Factory warehouse. While that dimwit attacks the warehouse she will divert the Police’s attention away from our real target EPM Pharmaceutical. There we will pluck rare valuable chemicals and herbs that were robbed from me. I am mother Earth how dare they? ”

I look towards Clayface in anger.

“Our two targets are called Nepenthes and Sarracenia. They are hard to find plants located deep within the rainforests of South America. They will give me the ability to enhance existing formulas and toxins I currently use and even give me the ability to cure you.”

I wink and smile at Clayface asking him “How do you like those apples?”

---

OC:

The following is an image of the Poison Ivy I am playing in this RPG. The character Poison Ivy has had several different looks since her debut. Since this is an animated based RPG I just wanted people to know I am not playing the little white elf from the New Batman Adventures.

Warning: The following image is of Poison Ivy in a skimpy little suit. Nothing pornographic. Nothing worse than you'll see in sports illustrated swimsuit issue. So if you are offended by cartoon girls in skimpy costumes don't click. I did get this image approved before hand just to make sure. :)

http://www.psend.com/users/sic6sic/WFRPGIvy.jpg

If for some reason that url doesn't work try my other site
http://www.geocities.com/scarecrow_of_death/1.html

Bleu Unicorn

07-11-2002, 07:03 AM

OOC: Wee, my first Harley Quinn post!

Tuesday, January 16th
9:00 PM

“Home sweet home, eh, Puddin’?” I ask, flopping onto a chair after walking into our “new” place. Mistah J storms past me and slumps down into a chair across from me. I tuck my legs under me, shifting in the chair so I can see him better. “Puddin’?” He’s been awful quiet since we left the television studio and found out that Batman and his Bat-brats all got out safely. They even managed to save everyone, too! I hate it when that happens, but I think my puddin’s gonna blow his top. Which, in my opinion, is way scarier than Big Ol’ Bats and his flunkies

He glares at me, drumming his fingers on the armrests of the chair, frowning. I hate it when my puddin’ frowns, it just makes me so sad. He doesn’t do it often, maybe that’s why. He’s such a fun guy, I just hate it when he isn’t happy.

“There’s always next time, yanno!” I exclaim, leaping up with a big grin on my face. “Just think of the fun we’ll have trying to get Batman next time—“

I break off, mid-sentence at the ominous look on Mistah J’s face.

Uh-oh. I instinctively start to back away, just as he makes a grab for me.

“How can you be so stupid! I don’t care about next time!” He yanks me off the ground, holding onto the front of my costume, glowering down at me like I’m some type of rodent or somethin’. I hate it when he does this. He gets all worked up and then he says stuff he regrets later.

Well, there is an up-side to it, though. ‘Cause we always have lotsa fun makin’ up! A small smile tugs at the corners of my mouth at the thought. Oooo, my puddin’ really is good to me. Really, he is.

“Are you even listening?” Puddin’ shouts at me. Darn, you have to hate it when your mind wanders.

“N-n-no. . . .” I stammer, gesturing absently with my hands.

Abruptly he lets go of me and I land in a heap on the floor. I stand up and rub the tender spot I landed on as Mistah J starts to pace, assuming what I call his “thinkin’ pose”—hand cupping his chin, head bent down.

“So, uh, whatcha gonna do now, boss?” I ask, backing up a few steps in case he’s still mad and wants to throw things.

Bird Boy

07-11-2002, 12:36 PM

IC (Robin):

Tuesday, January 16
9:24 pm

The engine on my bike shuts off and I dismount it. Traffic was hectec, especially when people kept stopping, wondering if a 14 was really riding a motorcycle..

Nightwing and Batgirl are already probably in the heart of Metropolis, either waiting for me, or already on the hunt for the Big Blue guy. I climb up a buildings ladder and being running and jumping across rooftops. still fresh out of grappling hooks..

~~~~~~~

9:34

I pause to take a break and catch my breath. Trying to find Nightwing and Batgirl in a city that you don't know is confusing. I take out my goggles and scan the rooftops and see Nightwing, moving his hand back and forth, motioning for me. I nod, wondering if he could see that and begin the trip over the rooftops again.

~~~~~~~~~

9:36

I stand next to Batgirl as the game-plan is worked out.

"Once we home in on Superman's signal, we split up around whatever building he's in and take different entrences in. We're all trained well enough in the stealth area to be able to sneak past some of the best security there is. Remember: Superman askes us for help--not exactly somthing a super-human guy would normall do." Nightwing finishes and begins to trace the signal. "Lets move out"

~~~~~~~~~~~

9:53

We finally reach the building..curiously enough, it's a Lexcorp owned building. The entrance is heavily guarded, but it should be no problem sneaking around. We land on the roof, in the shadows, hiding from the guards, which we down with a couple bat-a-rangs and gag them. After we're done, we finish patrolling the perimeter and then move in.

~~~~~~~

I move down the first hall, which is a bright white. Unfortunately, all lights are turned on in this place, so sneaking around isn't even an option. A guard pops around the corner, gun ready.

"All right. Come with me son, and you won't get hurt"

I raise my eyebrow and then grin.

END.

OOC: this post was, if it wasn't plainly obvious, just posted to move the plot along.

Also, Cyndy..just, WOW. Those Harley posts are nothing short of amazing.. :eek: You definitely got the Harley character nailed..

-BB

Barb Gordon

07-11-2002, 05:28 PM

OOC: Got to agree with BB there. The Harley vibe is positively dripping from your posts, it's awesome! I can practically hear her and see her doing those exact things.

IC: Batgirl

Tuesday, January 16
9:52'ishPM :p

Robin goes off one way while Nightwing and I head another. We slip in quitely through a skylight. Dropping down without a sound in an empty hallway. We scan the area for cameras and guards. Seeing none we proceed. After a few moments of hugging the wall and moving cautiously, glancing at the tracking device Nightwing is carrying every once in a while, we come to split in the halls. The signal get's a bit weird right here, not letting us know whether it's better to keep going straight, or go to the right.
"I'll go right, you keep going straight."
Nightwing says. I reply with a nod and wait for him to cross in front of me to the right before continuing to move forward. I have yet to come across at least one camera, which makes me more then a bit suspicious.

redDragon

07-12-2002, 12:32 AM

Tuesday, January 16th
9:25pm

There's always some brat around to ruin my plans! I throw some dishes around and one of them crashes against the TV, turning it on. What's this? It's a promotion for the Wizard of Oz. Seems like it will be showing as the opening play for the new theater Le Vieux Monde. I've heard of it's owner, Emma Logan. She really loves the old and classic plays and she's the most viscious woman against cannabalism around town! You'd think everyone and their brother ate other humans the way she sounds off!

Why that gives me a splendid idea! I'll round up some of her family and friends and give the tin man, scarecrow, and lion the perfect protein shake that will give them some real heart, brains, and courage to boot!

I swing around to face Harley with an evil grin. She shrinks a bit, afraid that I'm plotting against her to get rid of my rage from being foiled again. "I have a job for you!" I say as I begin to pace. "I want to know who is in that play that's showing in two weeks. I want to know who's involved with every aspect of that play! And I want a list of all the relatives and friends of the stage crew!"

"Sure boss, but why do you want that?" She squeaks with a worried look.

I grin wider, "Why that will be a surprise boopsie!" I pat her on the head. "Now get to it! I have plans of my own to finish off and a victim to stalk!"

Bleu Unicorn

07-12-2002, 10:34 AM

OOC: Gee, thanks everyone. But you’re going to have to stop, at the rate my head is swelling from all this praise; I’m liable to get stuck in this thread forever! ;) :) :D :p

IC: 9:28 pm

I just love it when my puddin’ has plans! He always knows just the right way to have a good time—even if half of the time I don’t know what’s going on! I scamper out of the room, and search for some of the gang.

“Hey, boys,” I shout through the house, “wake up! We got a job t’do!” I hear some grunts and moans and what sounds like someone falling out of bed. I bounce upstairs and throw open the door, “Get up, Mistah J’s got work for us!” I command, as the men scramble around to cover themselves. With a big grin and a flourish of my hand, I blow a kiss to them all, “Meetcha all downstairs. Toodles!”

They saunter down at their leisure; while Mistah J sits at the table playing cards. I’m always impressed at how he can do so many things at once. He always seems to be thinkin’ up new ideas and stuff, but he doesn’t have to look like he’s doing it. It’s true, I’ve learned! See after gettin’ yelled at while he was thinkin’ of a plan one too many times, I’ve learned that he’s always plottin’ somethin’. Isn’t my puddin’ just grand?

After the last of the boys wander downstairs, we all hightail it out of there and make our way towards the Le Vieux Monde to check the actors list. It takes about ten minutes to get there and the place is empty. Not surprising, since it hasn’t even opened yet! Course, we have to break in through the backdoor to get in anyway, but how else were we supposed t’find the list, huh?

Things definitely seem to be in good order here, though ‘cause we even find some stuff on the families. This Emma chick must be some friendly person to keep tabs on all her employees like that. Or maybe she’s just paranoid—yanno, keep tabs on everyone, case they mess with ya? I can relate to that, what with all the people who mess with Puddin’ and I. Like Mistah J always says, “It’s so hard to find good help these days.” And people who you can trust, like my puddin’.

One of the boys rips out the list Miss Logan has of her employee’s families and I stash it in my Smiley Bag, along with some of her nicer knickknacks and stuff from around her office. Some people really do have the good life.

“Oooo! Lookie here,” I murmur, picking up a purple crystal flower, “won’t my puddin’ just love that!” I lift it up for the boys to see and they simultaneously nod their heads. I giggle and snatch some tissues out of a box and wrap it up before tossing it in my bag.

“Ok, boys, time to go!” I announce, grinning widely. The boys saunter out slowly and I take a quick glance around the place. Hmm, really, it looks fine, I’m impressed with myself. Aside from a few missing things, no one would ever know we’d been here. Go figure. Next time we’ll have to work on that, I think with a big grin and then walk out the door, slamming it shut with a loud bang.

The Guitar Slayer

07-12-2002, 11:05 AM

I stare after Ivy as she goes back to tending her babies. Very clever...but very dangerous to be as well. She could change me into a Chia Pet at anytime. But to get a cure, it's worth the risk. Also, anything to get rid of that Jersey girl. Yeck.

I take a look around. Ivy's giving her plants vitamins. I doubt they need them, but she evidently does. Livewire is brewing in the stereo, so no tunes for tonight. I look Ivy over. Eh. Redheads never did it for me.

As I trudge down the aisles of plants, the timed sprinkler system goes off. As fast as I can move myself I dodge the water. I hear Ivy chuckle at me. I scowl at her and continue on my way. Some of those flowers are quite nice looking. They're as perfect as the fake ones you see in the movies.

I lean in to take a closer look at one. If I still had a set of olefactory senses, I'd stop and smell the flowers. This one is a gorgeous purple on with a black stick growing out of it...wait a second.

I peer closer. Attach to the black part of the flower is a tiny Bat symbol. We've been bugged. Sh--. I reach out and tap Pam on the shoulder. I put a finger in front of what I consider lips and point down. She sees what I do. Her brow creases. She mouths, "Did they hear?"

I shrug. "I don't know."

Hold on. I can fix this. I'm an actor, and a damn good one. "Isley, your scheme isn't going to work." Her face changes to a "What the hell...?" expression as I continue. "Logically, I'm the expendable one. Rubber is a lot harder to come across than water or heat. I know I'm taking the fall for this." I wink and look down at the microphone again.

"What are you talking about, Matt?" she asks timidly, but with the smile of the devil on her face.

"You know damn well. Don't even think of trying to betray me. I will follow through on my threat." I look over to the stereo. I might do it anyway without being betrayed, and I don't think Pam would shoot me for it.

"I'd never..."

"QUIET. I know you, Pam, you devious little weed." She takes mild offense to that. I keep going. "What's the real plan? If there were drugs or formulas in this city to help me, I would have already known. Don't you think I keep close tabs on this?!"

I grab her. "What the plan, Isley?" I shake her a little so the microphone would pick the rustling of leaves.

"Fine. While you two take the fall, I'm going to the bank and the horticultural center. I'll take a flight out of here and go to the rainforest to bring some more of my babies home with me." She picks up her watering can and approaches the microphone.

"Well, there's been a change of plans. I'm going with you. We'll start tomorrow at..." I don't bother to finish my sentence as Pam baptizes the microphone. For good measure, I grab it and toss it on the ground and stomp the life out of it.

I'm about to say "nice job" when Pam slaps me across the face. "Devious little weed?" She flounces back to her work.

Dames. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.

Trent Lane

07-12-2002, 01:53 PM

Due to the fact that I don't want to hold this RPG up because of my lack of time to post, I regretfully give up Batman to the board and hope someone can find the time to play the part. I really hate to do this, but I'm so far out of the loop it's not fair to the rest of you for me to keep Batman for myself. I hope to return with a custom character soon, if the Mods'll let me. Thanks for letting me take part....

BLACKHEART

07-18-2002, 01:21 AM

10:30 PM

After putting Clayface in his place about his “Devious little weed” comment I return to my babies. Only I can give them the nutrients and the love they need to thrive. As I walk away I Clayface makes a comment towards me under his breath.

“Dames can’t live with em’ can’t live without em’” the puddle of mud proclaims.

As I attend to my babies providing them with water and other nutrients word spreads thru the grapevine so to speak. My babies are talking and the words of Clayface reach me. They tell me just what the economy sized chunk of play-doh says.

I drop what I am doing. The pot falls to the ground and water splashes out. A look of anger sweeps my face at the male pigs response.

“Chauvinist pig” I say to myself.

After a few minutes of soaking and plotting I approach Clayface who is trying to pull himself together and practice shapes of different people to use in future crimes. I walk up to him slowly and surly. I flaunt all of my beauty in his face.

“So Matt when was the last time you were in the company of a lady such as myself?” I ask with a smile and watch his delayed reaction. I watch his face bubble and boil as I lean against his chest with my two hands. They begin rubbing slowly up the mountain of clay to his face where I bring him close to me for a kiss…

I pause…

Then I laugh in his face.

“Wouldn’t matter would it? You can’t even keep yourself together can you?”

I pull my hands away from him laughing. I rest my land hand on my hip shifting my weight to the left. “Keep your eyes on the prize or I’ll never restore you. Understand me?” I shift my weight back and turn around slowly. “Now if you don’t mind I have children who need my attention.”

I return to loving my babies.

Bird Boy

07-23-2002, 11:34 PM

OOC: that's it..I'm completely confident we got a A-class team of RPGers here--for some reason I missed your ivy post SLIPKNOT--but that was great. Along with Cyndy's Harley, and your Ivy.. wow.. :)

ANYWHO, *gets out his electric-shockers* time to wake this RPG up...

IC (Robin):

10:03pm

Man that guard was easy..didn't put up much of a fight..especially after his gun got knocked out of his hand and then he spent the rest of the time scrambling for it. I hope all the guys in metropolis aren't this easy to take down..

I poke my head around the corner, and throw a sticky-dot onto the video camera. It sends a mild shock through it, shorting it out. I let my entire body turn the corner and I see, once again, more white walls. Geesh..what does a guy have to do to get a little privacy around here...white white white.

I pause as I hear a voice..sounds like....Luthor! Crap, and I bet he has better guards than the other one. I turn back around and head towards a storage closet I saw earlier--wouldn't have noticed had a silver handle not been sticking out in the middle of whiteness.

I see the doorknob once again and then open it up, slipping myself in and then slowly closing the door.

~~~~~~~~~

10:15pm

I stifle a yawn as I hear Luthor on the other side of this closet..jabbering on and on about some scientific stuff..or whatever. Yeah yeah..whatever ya putz, just leave so I can find Superman..

I hear a huge thud, and the whole contents of the closet come down from the shelves and slam against everything possible..including me. I pull up my cape and try to cover my head, but I recieve a few bumps..mainly from the brooms. What the heck could've caused that big of a thud..

I get the flashlight out of my belt and move it along the wall, and I see the imprint of a body...so that's what the thud was..I wonder...

"Luthor..." I hear..louder now because of the fresh cracks in the wall--I can finally distinguish that voice--it's..

"Superman, spare me. We'll be back later. In the mean time, have fun with this Kryptonite--I've been saving it for you." The door shuts and a few minutes later I hear Luthor and his guards go past the closet I'm in. It's too risky to go back out...

I move the flashlight along the floor and kind a rather sharp looking object--this might work. I pick it up and shove it into the wall, weaking it even more. I cut a small cubby-hole in it and poke my head through. I scan the room--it's more of the same whiteness, cept now it's filled with a eerie green glow. I pull my way through and see Superman laying on the floor..not even moving. I scan the room and spot the kryptonite. I walk over to it and kick it through the hole I crawled through and into the closet. I put the piece of the wall back up and the green glow finally disappears.

Small moans come through as Superman begins to come around. No way am I gonna be able to lug him out. I pick up my radio and press the button.

"Nightwing..Batgirl. Backup. I found Superman and now I'm sorta locked in the room--the guards don't know, but they probably will soon enough" I stop as I hear talk outside..

"Hey..jim, you hear somthing?" one of the guards speaks up.
"Yeah I do, Bob..."

"Great, they know I'm in here--guys--" I cut off as the door opens. 2 Guards, fully armed, have their guns pointing straight at me.

"He heh. Hi guys! I know visiting hours are over, but I just HAD to catch up on ol' times with Superman" I say, hoping to distract them enough to move for the pellets in my utility belt..it works as I hold two gas pellets in my hand. I throw them, and they explode in their faces, spraying the gas all over them. It begins to fill the white room as two blurs go by--one black and white, the other black and blue.

Guess they got my radio message..

END.

OOC: Okies..Barb, if you wanna take it from there--it's all good..

-BB

VashTheStampede

07-24-2002, 12:41 PM

Superman

10:15pm

"Robin, it is good to see you." I say as I struggle to my feet. "Batgirl and Nightwing too, I'm glad you got here when you did, I don't think I could have lasted any longer."

"We don't have time to talk, we must get out of here while we can."says Nightwing. He and Batgirl grab me and try to keep me from falling. Robin goes ahead of us to scout a path of escape.

"It's clear follow me" Robin says. "Please, I can walk by myself" I say. I stumble behind them trying to keep up as they carefully turn each corner. "There are guards all over the place and we are moving to slowly." Batgirl says. "I know but the kryptonite has drained my power and weakened me."

"Hey who's there." says one guard while turning the corner, but before he can yell for help Nightwing has him on the ground and out befor he knows it. We reach the skylight they used to enter the building. "Do you think you can climb a rope?" Nightwing asks.
"I'm not sure but I can try." I grab the rope and with all my strength climb hand over hand as fast as I can, which obviously wasn't fast enough as guards charge into the room firing machine guns blindly."Superman you get out of here we will take care of these guys." says Nightwing. I continue to climb until one of the guards sees me and fires, missing me but cutting the rope in two. I fall and hit the ground hard. I'm still conscious and feel some of my strength returning but not fast enough, because as I sit up something comes crashing through the wall. It's Bane, and at that moment I know the strength I have won't be enough.

Barb Gordon

07-30-2002, 04:21 PM

10:16

I step back by way of a backflip as the wall next to us come crashing towards us.
"Bane?!"
I can't help but gasp out loud. What in the world is he doing in Metropolis. Don't tell me Lex Luthor hired him or something, augh, just what we need right now. The shadow of Bane looms over us as Nightwing and I both grab for Superman and try to pull him out of harm's way. We have got to get out of here, and now. I suddenly wish we'd grabbed the bat-plane or jet instead...then we could have had it hover over the building and had ropes lowered down to us. Oh well, now's not the time for wishful thinking. I could swear the ground shakes a little as Bane take a step forward. Quickly I whip out a Batarang as Nightwing reaches behind to his back and grabs his two Escrima fighting sticks. Normally I have a lot of faith in those things, but Dick and I know that when used on Bane, it certainly wont be enough.

Batgirl_2005

07-30-2002, 10:26 PM

ooc: Yes, that's right. I'm not dead. I'll see what i can do. please don't throw things at me if this post sucks... (PM me if there's anythign wrong)

Supergirl
Tuseday, January 16
10:17

I crash through a wall and right into Bane. We keep flying right throuhg the next wall. I jump back up and into the air.

"OK. I'm in a really bad mood. All I wanted to do was save Superman. But no! You had to be here... Who are you anyway?" I say.

"Bane." He says. He punches me and I go flying back a ways.

"You're not supposed to be that strong." I say to him. I fly forward fists out in front of me and send him flying back. Before he gets up I grab his arm and spin him around and into another wall.

"Supergirl, let's get out of here." Batgirl says from where she and Nightwing stand with Clark and Robin.

I nod and fly over. I grab Nightwing and Batgirl who are holding onto Clark. Robin is clinging onto Superman. I fly out the way I came in and soon set them on the ground.

"Is everyone ok?" I ask. "How you doing Superman?"

"I'll be fine, I just need sunlight." He responds.

"How did you find us anyway?" Batgirl asks.

"When Superman told me to stay I did, then when Luthor took him and Metallo I followed. When I saw all of you in trouble with that Bane guy I decided to save the day!" I grin at them.

ooc: *jumps under the desk to avoid dangerous flying objects*

Sugar Daddy

07-31-2002, 05:32 PM

OOC: I'm back, and I think I have an idea where we were. I should have a post up in the next few days.

Calico

08-01-2002, 06:51 PM

OOC: Howdy all! I guess I've been wrangled into Batman. Life is so hard ;)

IC:
Tuesday January 16
22:30 (That's 10:30 pm in military time. For some reason I thought Batman would use that LOL!)

I'm sitting at the Batcave wondering just what had happened:

One minute I was kissing Catwoman and the next I had pushed her roughly away. My mind was clearing and it became apparent I had been affected my some chemical substance. I could only guess where it had come from.

As I held her arm I glowered down at her. "You drugged me."

"What makes you say that stud?" she tried for seductive innocense, but there was a crack in her voice. Guilt? Not likely.

"The tea. That's the only thing I've ingested in the last twelve hours. What did you put in it?"

She pulled her arm out of my grasp. "You don't think we could just have chemistry together? That you wouldn't kiss me without being drugged? Am I that repulsive?"

Somehow I found myself on the defensive. I frowned. "It's not like that..." I started but she was on a roll.

"Well I'll tell you one thing Bats, you'd better remember that kiss well, because it's the last one you're going to get!" She hissed and executed three perfect backflips until she was at the edge of the museum roof. "There is something called a life. Look it up sometime." Then she was gone and I didn't have the heart to follow her. Whatever she'd slipped me was still taking its toll. My mouth was dry and I had a tremendous headache. Heavy in heart and more than a little bit confused, I somehow managed to get back to the cave.

Once there I took a blood sample and analyzed it. The compound, almost completely out of my system, was a rare plant extract that reduced inhibitions and increased the libido. It was used in South American fertility ceremonies. Great.

Now I sip the tea that Alfred had brought while monitoring the conversation between Livewire, Clayface, and Ivy recorded earlier. A jewel heist as a cover for Ivy's little chemical shopping spree. But then Clayface gets suspicious of Ivy, as any intelligent man should. I almost smile at his 'devious little weed' remark. How she must have hated that.

They are just about to get into their new plan when the recording suspiciously fades into static. I had better get over there before it's too late.

OOC: Well I took some liberties, but I'm still trying to get the hang of it. Let me know if I made any major boo-boos. Thanks :)

Bird Boy

08-06-2002, 11:06 PM

OOC: Calico, that was great! Perfect even.. :)

IC (Robin):

Num-chucks? Leather? Studs? I don't remember much of it, just getting pulled out of the roof and going through the air. We're set down on the ground and I turn around to see Supergirl. Geesh, she could've gotten Superman after all of that. I only half pay attention to the conversation until the very end..

"When Superman told me to stay I did, then when Luthor took him and Metallo I followed. When I saw all of you in trouble with that Bane guy I decided to save the day!"

I raise my eyebrow back to the building and see Bane's disappeared. Probably went into get his Metallo buddy. I look back to the current group and then to the sky then back down to my watch. 10:26...geesh, no sunlight for awhile yet.

"So where do we take Superman?" I ask, breaking the dead conversation. "back to his apartment..to gotham..or what?"

"Apartment" Superman says, pulling himself up. "I think I can make it---"

"No, I'll fly you there. Can you all follow?" Supergirl says, looking back at the three of us. We all nod in unison and get a "good" out of Supergirl. She picks up Clark and flys towards the apartment. Ah..to fly. Ah well..always have the other method..

I check my utility belt for grappling hooks but realize I'm fresh out...so much for the other method. I look up to see Batgirl and Nightwing already swinging away towards Supergirl and Superman. I let out a small sigh and begin running towards the group.

~~~~~~~~~~

10:57

I stop to catch my breath, and look back up in the sky. I lost sight of Batgirl and Nightwing about 10 minutes ago....dangit, I wish I had a tracer for them.

I sit down on the curb and blow in and out heavily a few times before realizing a car has stopped in front of me. It sits low to the ground, but raises up as the person gets out...A person in black leather, a mask and...silver studs?

Oh crap. I fumble for my radio and begin running back into one of Metropolis's dark alleys. I press the button really quick and begin to speak.

"Batgirl? Nightwing?" the radio begans to break up and it's connections begins to blur out "Bane--" the radio stops. I check the back of it and realize the battery must be dead. The dark alley suddenly gets darker as a rather large man hovers over me.

"I'm looking..for Superman" he says in a Spanish accent. "I do hope you can help me find him." His fist flys past my head and into the back of the alley's wall, putting a decent sized hole in it.

I slide underneath his legs and begin to run. I feel a strong tug on the back of my cape and I hit the back of the wall with a thud, and slowly decsend onto the ground. "This will be alot easier if you tell me where he is, Boy"

END.

OOC: Ok, it's open season on banes butt for whoever wants it.. :p

-BB

Barb Gordon

08-06-2002, 11:28 PM

Batgirl

10:57pm

There's not a better feeling in the world then flying through the air before you line goes taunt. Metropolis has got some great building's for grappling too. Nightwing's already a good distance ahead of me, of course he's been using his glider wings for most of the time...loser. I suddenly realize that were minus one to the group. I click the receiver on my radio.
"Nightwing."
"Yeah?"
"Is Robin with you?"
"No."
"Well he's not with me."
"...."
"I havent seen him since we took off."
A cuss or two came back through the radio. Just then my radio comes back to life and I hear three words...Batgirl, Nightwing....Bane. oh god.
"I heard it."
Nightwing calls over the radio.
"I've got a lock on him"
I say, settling down on a rooftop on locating Robin's signal from his utility belt. Nightwing settles down next to me a moment later.
"He's only a few buildings away."
"Yeah, with Bane."
Comes Nightwing's grim response. I nod, clenching my jaw, we've got to get there fast.

It doesn't take long for Nightwing and I to backtrack and locate both Robin and Bane. Thank god we made it when we did. Bane latches on to Robin's cape and slams him against a wall as we arrive.
"Pick on someone your own....whose bigger!"
I yell out, grabbing his attenting as I let go of my line and slam into him, my feet connecting with his jaw. I push my self away from him, flipping over him and dashing for Robin. Nightwing comes around as Bane feels his jaw, taking his Escrima fighting sticks and aiming for Bane's kneecaps. Even that wont faze him long though. I grab a few smoke pellets from a compartment in my utility belt, and toss them at Bane's feet. They explode on contact with the ground, sending a dark wall of smoke everywhere. Nightwing throws a few 'rangs at Bane to keep him busy as Robin and I take off down an alley.
"Come on!"
"I don't have anymore grappling--"
"Come on!"
I say again, cutting Robin off as I grab him around the waist and shoot out a grappling hook. I don't begin to slow down until we're a good 15 or so rooftops away. I settle down on the next rooftop to catch a breather. I glance around, looking for a sign of Nightwing.
"Where are you Nightwing..."
I mutter under my breath, beginning to worry.
"Miss me?"
Comes the familiar voice behind me. I whirl around.
"What took you so long?"
he grins,
"Were you worried?"
"Oh shut up."
Just then Supergirl comes into view.
"Did I miss something?"
The three of us grin.
"Uh no, just got a bit sidetracked."
I say. She gives us a look,then shakes her head.
"Well come on, we're almost there."

Patrick Bateman

08-08-2002, 01:32 AM

The Flash

11:00 pm

"Why am I doing this?" I ask myself as I pull the scarlett cowl over my face. "Those guys will never want my help." I've never met Batman, but Big Blue says he could make Martha Stewart seem like a comedian. "It's the right thing to do." I assure myself. I've just been sitting around for months, not doing much at all, while major villains are running rampant. Other than Superman, Batman, and their junior partners, no one else is stepping up to the plate. "Time to make an impact."

11:05 pm

I speed into Metropolis and come to a stop in front of the Daily Planet. Litter slowly floats back to the ground after the gust of wind from my super-speed dies down. "It's quiet." I think to myself. "Well, something HAS to be going down, somewhere." I don't want to get too worn out, so I continue my search for action while slowly jogging. Yeah, jogging, at 350 mph. "Hey, isn't that... it is. It's Mr. Personality's sidekicks." I say as I catch a glimpse of Nightwing, Batgirl and Robin. "Batman has a female sidekick? Why haven't I thought of that?" I think to myself jokingly, as only Wally West can. "Well, I guess I should see if they could use my help." I catch up with them, not as though it was hard or anything. "Whats going on?" I ask.

OOC: Hey, I'm the new guy. I hope I did all right for my first post. I really tried to capture the Wally West arrogance, which is actually pretty fun. :D

The Guitar Slayer

08-08-2002, 01:11 PM

Tuesday January 16
10:00 PM

I enjoy every moment of this. It's wonderful, heavenly...wait....he's pushing me away. I see his eyes flicker, and he sways a bit. I let him lean on me a bit....then he takes an ironfisted grip on it and glares down at me. "You drugged me."

Damn. "What makes you say that stud?" His grip tightened even as I said it. For the first time in awhile, I began to fear him. And I found it strangely arousing.

"The tea. That's the only thing I've ingested in the last twelve hours. What did you put in it?" Well, he is the Dark Detective. What did I expect, an EZ pass to his bed?

I wrench my arm out of his hands. Time to cover my tail. "You don't think we could just have chemistry together? That you wouldn't kiss me without being drugged? Am I that repulsive?" Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. I see him rear back, and I can almost hear him think, "Now wait a minute..."

His steps back and tries to collect himself. He frowns in concentration. "It's not like that..."

I cut him off and spin away from him. I act like I've been slapped. My voice because harsh and raw with the pain of rejection. "Well I'll tell you one thing Bats, you'd better remember that kiss well, because it's the last one you're going to get!" I backflip away from his side until I reach the edge. I teeter precariously for a moment, then turn back. Time for the parting shot.

"There is something called a life. Look it up sometime." I crack my whip and swing away from him. Then it starts to hurt. I though he was the one getting shot.

11:00 PM

I slam the sliding door shut behind me and nearly step on Isis as I storm back into my apartment. I thrown the whip on the bed and go into the bathroom. I look disgustedly at the mirror and lean forward against the sink. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Every time he gets close to you, you push him away before he can completely reject you. Or even start to rejct. You put yourself through this almost every night of the year. You want him, you think you need him, but when he tries to understand you, you foul up his plans for that. Do I detect an intimacy problem here?

I pick up wooden box and fling it at the reflection in the mirror. The mirror shatters all over the floor and sink. Isis goes running and cowers under my desk. I scream. Loud. Long. A sudden serenity comes over me. I calmly pick up the phone and dial. I leave a message on my dear secretary's voicemail. "I won't be in tomorrow. Take care of what you can, and leave the rest for me when I get back." I replace the phone in its cradle.

I pick up my whip and skip across to the sliding door, open it, and go back to my fun.

Calico

08-09-2002, 05:46 PM

OOC: Thanks Bird Boy :D

IC:

11:05 pm

Ivy's hideout is dark, but something tells me they aren't getting their beauty sleep.

Inside the greenhouse I pull out the small flashlight from my belt. Plants everywhere, swaying with the air current, almost seems they're moving on their own power. The smell of soil and fertilizer permiates the air. I make my way to the end of the long room, to the workstation where Ivy uses her vast biochemical knowledge for the detriment of mankind. A microscope, Bunsen burners, piping to distill the plants down to their most lethal forms. To the right I see a rack of vials filled and ready to be put to use. I train the light on it and scan the names. One catches my attention: amabilis fallacissimum. False love. This is the same drug that Catwoman gave me. Now that's interesting.

I doubt Ivy would have just given it to her. Perhaps Selina purchased it, but something keeps nagging at the back of my mind. When I accused Catwoman on the museum roof she looked so...offended. In all the time I've played the cat-and-bat game with her she never once attempted to deny any of her crimes. Quite the opposite - she wears them like a badge of honor. Yet she she didn't mock or prance about this. She struck out like I had rubbed her fur the wrong way.

Could it be possible that Ivy somehow administered the drug covertly, or that I inadvertently exposed myself the last time I was here? Whatever the possiblities, this throws a shadow of doubt on Selina's guilt, and I may very well have to apologize. I'm sure she'll accept gracefully.

Seeing a sudden movement out of the corner of my eye, I whirl to the left. There is a flash of light - bright, sharp, and painful - "...Arghhhh!"

redDragon

08-11-2002, 02:31 PM

11:30pm

My my! What a paranoid little bird we have. Or maybe it's just normal these days to dig up everything about an employee...just to make sure they aren't crazy! HAHAHHAHAHAA!

I was hoping it would take Harley longer but just as well. These trinkets she brought back are wonderful! Ooo what's this? A purple crystal flower? So elegant, so refined! I'll have to have copies of this made! In fact, I think I'll make shot glasses out of them! It'll be the perfect way for the cast to celebrate their opening night.

The question is though, where can I get a blender big enough to create a human shake? I look in the yellow pages. There has got to be someone out their to specially make working appliances... AH HA! Here we go, Charles's Giant Sized Appliances. And look at that slogan! We have the appliances to put a real kick into your show! Lookee here! They open until midnight! If we go fast enough we'll be sure to catch ol' Charles before he leaves! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

OOC- By the way folks, I'm going to be off in Hong Kong the 14th through the 31st. I know it's rather short post...I'll probably edit it later and add me harassing Charles for a giant blender.

BLACKHEART

08-12-2002, 11:17 PM

I am looking thru my closet searching for clothes to wear. I am rewarding myself with a night out on the town. The Iceberg Lounge has always been friendly to my kind. Then there is always the Skin Ticket. Gotham’s leading underworld nightclub.

My babies grow restless and angry as an interloper has entered my private sanctuary. Word travels about the unwelcome invader. My plants spread the message and finally it reaches me.

“What?!” I scream.

My eyebrows rise as my face turns red with anger. Two giant vines rise from the ground underneath my feet elevating me into the air. Forward they push me into the waiting arms of Batman.

Before he knows what hits him my transportation catches him right in the face. He is thrown violently into the ground. The collusion knocks him out for a second. He wakes up in a daze seeing a bright light. He opens his eyes to see….

“Ivy!” Batman says.

“Really Batman if you wanted to take me out on a date all you had to do was ask.” I crack a smile at him as I move in. My babes rip through the ground and wrap around his arms and legs as I approach. My hips shake from side to side with each step. I stop in front of the caped crusader. My hand slowly moves up his chest.

“Didn’t your mother ever tell you to knock first?” I taunt him with a grin as I grab his chin with my left hand.

“What Batman did you come all of this way to ask for my hand in marriage?” I laugh, “I don’t know about this Batman. You haven’t even taken me home to meet your parents yet.”

I move my face in close to his so that we are looking each other in the eyes.

“You are so cute. I could just kiss you Batman.”

I pucker my lips up and…

(Click the link below for a picture of this scene.)

http://www.geocities.com/scarecrow_of_death/rpg.html

The Guitar Slayer

08-13-2002, 01:59 PM

OOC: Going to be bouncing back and forth between characters.

IC: Clayface/Catwoman
11:30-11:45

I've relocated myself to another room in the greenhouse. That lady freaks me out. Now I know why Harvey broke up with her. I scour the area for a TV, but no dice. It's probably hidden under one of those overgrown ferns...and I rather not mess with anything she might screetch at me for later. I go back to my usual form, a nice big mound of mud, and turn in for the night.

I lounge at the top of the clocktower, waiting. I figure that my performance would merit a "let's kiss and make up/out" from the Bat. That potion went through him fast. I doubt I'll try it again; I'm not a one-trick pony. I look out at the city. Suddenly, Ivy's greenhouse lights up like a Christmas tree. I see all the plants and shrubbery, but no people...yet. Something is up. Curiosity killed the cat....

I'm half asleep when I hear the two voices from the main greenhouse. I slide over to peer from the door way. Well, whaddya know? Batsy is stuck again.

Hmmmm...decisions, deccisions, decisions....Do I allow Ivy to have all the fun? Or do I chime in? Or do I ruin her fun? I quickly nix the last one. I'm not that selfish. I turn away from the door and crawl back toward the window, where I was dozing off. I curl up into a little ball (literally) and drop off....

Suddenly, I'm awakened by a spike heel driving into my head. "DAMMIT!" I hear an 'oops' as I rear up to see who just pissed me off.

"Ooops." Matt leaps to his feet, very irate and wild eyed. He calms a little when he sees me. "Hi, Matt."

"Shhh...Selina, what are you doing here?" he asks, gesturing toward the door. Ivy had apparently returned and defrosted him.

"I saw the lights turn on in this place from across the city. What's going on?"

"Nuthin'," he answers quickly. Too quickly. I eyeball him until he throws up his hands. "Ivy's got company."

"What kind of company?" My nose twitches a little. I know he's here...somewhere.

"That Livewire chick from Metropolis. Don't worry, she can't fry me," he reassures me.

I couldn't care less about their schemes and plots, as long as they don't affect me in an adverse way. "Anybody else?"

"Uhhh..." He puts his hand behind his head and rubs his neck.

"Matt, you're a bad liar. Great actor, bad liar," I coax him. If he still had blood and skin, he would have blushed. Poor Matt. He sighs, and the hard look on his face goes away. He turns away and begins to sink into puddle form.

"I have nothing to do with this. Do what you want." He's apparently washed his hands of the matter, whatever it is...

I go to the door. I tighten my grip on the whip, crouch down, and crawl around the flower boxes. I listen to Ivy taunt Batman. He's weakened because of me...the potion. A massive guilt trip comes onto me, and then it is overpowered by anger as I see her go to kiss his paled face.

"Sorry, he's a one-woman man!" I leap up on top of the flower box, and my whip slashes Ivy right across the mouth. She yelps as blood begins to pour from her lips. She backs up from Batman, and the vines drop him to the ground. They shoot out and grab me by the waist and legs. I try to beat them off with the whip, but more just keep coming. Batman is still weak on the floor, trying to regain his balance.

I feel a sudden pressure at my back, and the most annoying shriek I've ever heard fills my ears. I turn to see this Livewire creature shooting volts at me. She successfully frees me from the vines, as they burn to the ground. Did I mention I love my new rubber suit?

I fall into the bushes inside the greenhouse and stare at the glass ceiling for a moment. A second later, the smoke detectors react to the smoke, and the sprinkler system goes off. Livewire screams in agony as each droplet of water hits her. Ivy is still covering her mouth, cupping the blood that freely flows out. Exit, stage left.

I hear the excitement from the other room and stand in the door way. I watch the whole thing and then survey the damage. The Jersey Girl from Hell is being tormented a la Chinese Water Torture, the Plant Lady has a split lip, the big plant is in flames, Selina's boots are sticking up from the bushes, and the Bat is down for the count. Who needs TV?

Selina rolls herself out of the bushes to the floor beside Batman. He groans audibly and needs help getting up. She drags him toward the door as I stand to the side. I allow a tentacle to go out and touch the Batman's face. He can't even react to it. Thoughts flit through my mind. He's vulnerable. Get rid of him, and I will be assured a form again. The Batbrats can't handle me without him...

"Matt." Selina's eyes beg with me. "What's the honor in this?"

God, I'm a sucker for green eyes. I quietly back away as she drags him out the window to safety. I close the window and then plop down in a puddle again. Boy, are they gonna be *****y in the morning.

Calico

08-17-2002, 11:08 AM

IC: Batman

11:45 pm

"Ugh," I groan, leaning against Catwoman. "Ivy...I've got to go after her," I say, but it hurts, everything hurts.

"Not tonight," she whispers into my ear, and it's the most soothing sound I've ever heard.

She's right of course. In this condition I'll just get myself killed. Or worse. No, the key is knowing when to back off. I will face Ivy again, but at full stregth, with all my wits together. And I'll succeed.

I try to push myself away and somehow manage to stay on my own two feet, even though I sway as I regain my equilibrium. My hand drops to the utility belt and I push the button summoning the 'Mobile.

"What are you doing?" she asks.

"I've got to get back to base...and regroup." My head is pounding.

"You can't drive yourself," she states stubbornly. Then with a smirk she says, "I'll drive you, if you give me the directions."

"No, I have..." I want to tell her about the autopilot, but she interrupts.

"What is there a Mrs. Batman back home?" I don't know if I'm capable of going ten rounds with Catwoman at this point and just shake my head wearily. "Well if you won't let me take you back to your place, why don't you crash at my apartment for a while, at least until you regain your strength." She tilts her head to one side and smiles in that way that just makes my brain shortcircuit.

It's a really bad idea. It's such a bad idea that I immediately agree. After all I still owe her that apology.

Sleek and silent the Batmobile finally pulls up alongside of us and I pop the hatch offering my hand to help her inside. "My aren't you the gentleman," she teases softly.

Before I release her hand I say, "And I will still be going after Ivy - and Matt."

"Of course. I wouldn't have it any other way." But her smile wavers slightly.

Bird Boy

08-18-2002, 11:19 PM

IC (Robin):

"Well come on, we're almost there." Supergirl says, motioning towards the direction of Superman's apartment. We acknowledge and go forward. I flip the grappling hook Batgirl gave me around and shoot it forward, letting it wrap around a building structure as I push forward and begin to go through the air.

~~~~~~~~~~

11:12

We land outside of Supermans window and walk through it. We see Superman laying on the couch, laying still.

"I brought him here then noticed you guys weren't behind us." Supergirl points out, "I couldn't exactly bring him back with me. He's not the lightest thing." she says with a chuckle.

I plunk down in a seat and wait to see what happens next.

"So," Nightwing says, looking around, "what now?"
"I'll be fine..I appreciate all the help you've given me." Superman says, opening his eyes, "You can go back now..if you want" he finishes.

"No..we'll stay here." Nightwing replies, "If you don't mind. It's late..we wouldn't be back until at least 4am in Gotham. That's too late for Robin over there." Nightwing stops and looks at me, "He's young you know."

I begin to open my mouth but realize it's better to shut it. I stick my tongue out instead while he's not looking.

"Well, Batgirl, you're welcome to come with me--I'm sure the boys don't want company." Supergirl says, while looking in her direction. Batgirl grins. "Sounds like a plan to me! Nightwing, Robin, let me know when you want to leave tomorrow."

"Later Bar--Uh, Batgirl! Don't miss me too much!" Nightwing says, topping it off with a wink. I refrain from laughing, as Batgirl rolls her eyes. They exit out of the nearest window and Nightwing and I head towards the kitchen.

END.

OOC: yeah, so...yup...*wanders around, not knowing what to do*

-BB

Sugar Daddy

08-23-2002, 08:42 PM

OOC: Sorry for not being around.

IC:
The Next Morning

I rub my eyes after awaking from one of the worst sleeps of my life. The floor in this kitchen isn't up there with my bed. Anyways..I think I should check out the situation with Superman.

Funny, Robin isn't here. He must gone back to the couch.

The first thing I see when I get to the couch is Robin and Batgirl, looking not too happy.

"What's the matter?" I say.

They answer in unison. "Batman."

"What happened?"

"He's not answering us," says Robin.

"We'll take you."

Batgirl, Robin and I turn.."Superman!"

"Yes, it's me. I'm fine. The effects of the kryptonite have mostly worn off.And I am concerned about Batman. I think something is wrong."

OOC: That's all I have for now. I hope it is ok.

The Guitar Slayer

08-23-2002, 10:39 PM

OOC: You people have a fascination with me messing around with Batsy, dontcha.

IC:
12:00 AM

He's been silently leaning back in the seat during the whole drive. The car is on autopilot to my apartment, and we're almost there. I haven't had the spinal cord to say anything. The Batman's face has paled to a ghostly white color, and I have a feeling of extreme guilt. I perch on the passenger's seat, switching my gaze from him to the buildings as we pass by.

Finally, the car stops beside the fire escape to my building. He slowly moves a hand over to button that pops the door out. It's agonizingly slow...I finally touch him gently on the hand. "Which one?"

He lets out a jagged sigh. "Center blue one." I hit the button, and the night air seeps into the car. I see him swallow and then get ready to hoist himself out of the car. I hop out of the car and walk around the side. I suddenly have a thought of caution. I run out to the end of the alley and check around...nobody.

By the time I make it back to the car, Batman is leaning heavily on the side of the building. He looks down at his feet. I realize he can't reach up and drag down the ladder. What have I done to him?

We begin the long, hard climb up to the top of my building. It gets progressively harder for him to make it up the iron rungs. About three-fifths of the way up, he slumps down to a sitting position, defeated. I kneel beside him and remove my gloves. He doesn't react to the touch of my palms on his face. He's burning up, probably over a hundred degrees already.

I yank him up by his arms. "On your feet, soldier." He teeters precariously, then steadies himself. "I'm not letting you die on my doorstep, so forget it," I hiss at him as I lean him on my shoulders. "Damn, you're heavy." He lets a rumble loose from his throat. If he'd been healthier, I think he would have went 'hah.'

It seems like hours passed (and they probably did, at the rate we were going), but I finally managed to drag Batman up to my apartment. He manages to stand on his own while I open the door. I turn on the lights and shoo Isis away as Batman staggers in and plops down on my couch. I yank off my cowl and rush to the linen closet. He's staying put tonight...even if it's not the way I wanted....

I return to the room, and he's sitting with his head in his hands. I reach over and feel his forehead again. Hotter than before. I know what I have to do; I just had just wanted to be for a completely useless reason instead of a necessity. "I'm going to try to bring your temperature down. That involves losing the cape, the boots, the...."

"Not the cowl," he growls at me. Inspite of his pallor and exhausted body, he still looks as intimidiating as hell. I cluck my tongue at him and manage to remove his cape.

"We should have left this down in the car. It would have made it a lot easier to drag you up the fire escape."

"Wait til you feel my bootssssss." I look at him as I fold his cape over a chair in the kitchen. Then he begins to laugh...

Great. He's delirious now. That laughter is creepy; it sounds like a cross between a engine gunning and Frankenstein...sounds eerily familiar, though.

I pry his boots off of his feet as he quiets down. He wasn't kidding; those things must weigh about five pounds each. As I take the second boot off, I take notice of his legs. They are built like tree stumps; pure muscle...just like the rest of him. He watches me through slitted eyes. I carefully place the boots by the door in case he decides to fly the coop early...if he can...

I sit beside him on the couch and take off the top part of his uniform. He complies wearily, with a pout on his face. I should have really checked that stuff before I put it in his tea. Apparently, it's mood altering too. I silently send up a prayer that it won't wreak havoc on his digestion system as well.

He's sweating bullets. His skin is drenched, and his pallor is not improving at all. His chest rises and falls with increasing frequency. He's overheating still.....alcohol bath and ice. And I know better not to ask him to remove the cowl again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Morning After....

It seems that every time I did something for him last night, a different reaction was coaxed out. He was as stubborn as a cranky three year old when I took him into the kitchen (as my bathroom mirror is still shattered on the floor) to pour some cooling alcohol on him. Once I did that over the sink, he cackled with glee and called me his 'baby.' When I put the ice against his flesh at first, he shoved me away. After I helped him to the couch, he almost broke down. He started getting frantic, babbling about his parents, how he's afraid to disappoint them....there was a certain break in his voice that reminded me of the same person from before. I probably dated the guy once and never saw him again or something...I'd remember him for sure otherwise.

Anyway, it's now almost 4 in the morning. The fever broke about an hour and a half ago. I now sit beside the couch on the floor, my head next to his. I'm dozing off when I feel his hand on the back of my head. It touches my hair gently, running his fingers through the dark tresses. I play dead and don't let on that I'm conscious. I feel his lips press again the crown of my head, then I hear him drop back down onto the couch.

I wait fifteen minutes before I dare move. I get up on my knees and look down at his prone body. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to do this to you." His eyelids twitch, but he doesn't awaken. He's suddenly very still. My eyes widen and I gently lay my head on his chest. A strong heartbeat comes through. I sigh a little, then get up from the floor. I cover him with the sheets from the linen closet, and then head to my own room. It'll be a long day for Selina Kyle.

Calico

08-29-2002, 10:40 PM

OOC: Thanks Bleu :)

IC: Batman

Wednesday January 17
Dawn

The first light of a new day seeps through Selina's curtains and I somehow will my eyes open. If I could only stay here for a little while and let her nurse me some more...

But no. That's a weak-willed response. I've got to get back. Alfred may start to worry why I haven't checked in yet. And then there's the others. I have to find out if they were successful in Metropolis. And of course that 9:00 board meeting. Why did I let Lucius talk me in to attending?

I sit up with a barely audible groan. I feel like I've just gotten over a particularly bad case of the flu. My fever must have spiked during the night and I have only vague recollections of what went on, besides some strange dreams. I do, however, clearly remember Selina's last words to me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this to you."

I sigh and hold my head in my hands. I wanted to believe the best about her, wanted to believe she was incapable of such manipulation. And her thoughtful and caring ministrations of last night? Genuine sympathay or guilt induced?

I stand up and toss the sheet on the back of the couch. One of Selina's cats strides into the living room and gives me the typical once over: friend, foe, or food? She comes over and sniffs at my bare foot and then turns up her nose and heads towards the kitchen. I suppose she's right; I desperately need a shower.

I grab my tunic from the easy chair and slip it over my head. As I'm temporarily blinded I hear, "Now there's a sight I could get used to in the morning."

Shirt in place, I tuck it into my tights and reach down for my utility belt, replying with indifference, "I'll see what I can do." She's standing there in a light pink silk robe, hair slightly tousled, dark circles under her eyes that speak of the little sleep she's had in the last 24 hours. A much more vulnerable look than skin-tight leather and a whip. And no less alluring.

I lock the belt around my waist and sit down to pull on each boot. She comes forward. "Leaving so soon?" I nod. "Are you at least feeling okay? After last night...?"

"I'm fine," I say curtly. With my boots on, I stand and pull the cape around me, fastening it into place, and then slip a gauntlet onto each hand. She's staring at me with those large green eyes, lips trembling. I walk over to her and place my hands on her shoulders. "Thank you," I whisper softly to her. Then I turn and open the curtain, allowing the faint dawn light to enter the room. I open the window and start to step out.

"About what I did..." she starts.

I turn back to her. "It's a new day, Selina. A fresh start. For everyone." We stare at each other. On impulse I bend down and kiss her gently on the lips. "I think we're even." Without another word I sweep out of the window onto the fire escape. I vault over the railing, shooting a line to the neighboring building to slow my fall. Halfway down I turn and look up. She's leaning out the window watching me. Almost without thought I raise my hand in a wave. She starts to return it, but then places her palm against her mouth and then lays it in front of her and blows. I think I'm too far away at this point for her to see the smile.

I land gently, reel the line back in, and then jump into the awaiting Batmobile. No sooner do I engage the engine when the console lights up as I'm heralded from the Batcave.

"Go ahead Alfred," I respond.

"Not quite," a voice replies. "Late night on the town?" The question is full of humor and inneuendo. "A little trouble at Ivy's I hear. I always thought she was too much woman for you."

"I managed. With Catwoman's help. Ivy got away. With Clayface and Livewire." It's really too early in the morning to deal with Nightwing's flip comments.

"Well we were worried when we couldn't contact you so we got here as fast as we could. As fast as we could," he repeats so I get the hint. "But I see you were in good hands. Or should I say paws?"

"How is Superman?" I ask ignoring his jab.

"Why don't you ask him yourself when you get here. You are coming back aren't you? No other plans?" I can almost see the smirk on his face.

"I'll be there in twenty. Batman out."

BLACKHEART

09-05-2002, 10:58 PM

The Green House

9:00 AM

Clayface is in the main courtyard of my Green House. He is looking thru some papers when out of the ground with a sudden strike a thick green root penetrates thru his right shoulder and in a second retreats from his body causing him great pain. The lights flicker from over head as Livewire descends and appears in front of him.

From behind Clayface a giant flower begins to open and I slowly appear sitting on my side. I slowly swing my weight over and stand up slowly. The giant flower lands behind our puddle of mud and I softly ask…

“Whose got your back?”

The giant flower swings forward knocking Clayface to the ground. Livewire walks over and leans on my left shoulder. I quickly blow her off.

“I’m poisonous remember dear?” I smile at her and she smiles back then looks towards Clayface. I shoot a “whatever” look behind her back.

Clayface picks himself up from the ground as I slowly walk towards him shaking my hips side to side as I walk.

I look him in the eyes and say, “We are here for a common purpose. Today we are going to rob the Gotham Diamond Factory warehouse blind. In order to do this we must watch each other’s back and look out for one another. Keep your eye on the prize dough boy and don’t cross me.”

My eyes sharpen and dig deeply into him.

The ground begins to rumble then bursts open reveling an underground tunnel.

“Doughboy and Livewire say hello to my babies.”

10 rows of plant soldiers 12 wide begin to march up the tunnel.

“Aren’t they beautiful? 100% home grown from me to you.”

Each solider is 6’ foot tall and has super strength. I look towards Livewire and start talking…

“Once we have the money from the diamonds I will buy more of the materials I need to make even more of my warriors.”

I look at Clayface and wink.

“It has taken me years to produce these troops. Every time I visited Arkham was a major set back to my babies. That is all in the past. Mommies home!”

I walk over to my troops and smile at them. I spin around quickly.

“The time is getting near. Does everyone know what they are to do?”

I look at Livewire.

“You will be the first to attack. Once you have gained the attention of the police who will try to stop us Clayface and I will sneak into the back door and supply support. We will retreat to a nearby school where I have a secret passageway that will bring us home safely. Clayface do you understand your role?”

Livewire butts in and speaks ever so sweetly in here Jersey voice, “Hey I’m gonna get a last minute power surge and I’ll meet ya’s there.”

She zaps her way thru the power lines.

I look at Clayface.

“Cross me and you’ll never be human again. Once we have Nepenthes and Sarracenia from EPM Pharmaceutical we will head directly East to Hill Crest Park. I have a base of operations there. My soldiers will not be heading directly there. I see no reason we need them this time. Do you? Once we arrive I will combine the plants and begin cloning my babies and from there I’ll cure you. Sound nice? ”

I smile at him.

Batgirl_2005

09-07-2002, 11:45 PM

ooc: ok.. I figured I needed to post, so this might not help anything too much.

"Yes, it's me. I'm fine. The effects of the kryptonite have mostly worn off.And I am concerned about Batman. I think something is wrong."

"So we're all headed to Gotham?" I said, leaning back on the wall. "Sounds like fun!"

"You should stay here, in case anything happens." Superman says.

"I don't agree. I'm worried about Batman, too, ya know. I'm going."

Superman's in no mood to fight and sighs in defeat. I grin.

"So when do we leave.?"

One very long flight later we arrive at the Batcave. Place is huge. I look around in awe as the rest of them talk to Batman. He'll be here in twenty minutes.

redDragon

09-08-2002, 12:29 AM

12:03 am

Charles's Giant Sized Appliances finally comes into view and I see what must be Charles himself locking the door. My isn't it late for him to be about? After all you never know who might be lurking about! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!

I exit the car and clap my hand on his shoulder. He jumps, dropping his keys. "Why Charles! Nothing to be afraid of, it's just me! your friendly neighborhood Joker!" His face pales and I grin wider. "You must appreciate a good joke, after all you do sell them in economy sizes!"

I deftly pick up the keys and open the door. "I have some business with you. Let's go in where it's cooler." A couple of my boys escort Charles in.

As I switch on the lights I see the perfect colossal blender for my plans. "Well Charles, you have quite the stock! So many different sizes, shapes, and colors! I especially like this one." I gesture at a giant Barney blender. Barney's mouth is the lid, then the middle section is clear, and the rest is Barney's bottom. "Are you willing to part with this lovely dear? I'd give you the grandest deal for it!"

He mumbles. "What is that Charles dear? I can't hear you!"

"You can have it! Just don't hurt me!" Charles says quivering.

"Hurt you? Why Charles! I'm hurt! We're making a business deal here. In this age I have to pay you for this lovely blender." I look at the other appliances and spot an electric beater. "I'm not going to hurt you...just beat you to death HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!" Ah the puns in this shop! Charles makes a lovely splattering sound as I whip him up on full speed.

"Well boys, we've got our machine. As I said before you never know who might show up at this hour! I'm sure we'll find something at home to wipe of all this blood and guts from our new blender." I say as I drag a finger through the dripping brains.

***

I move the blender, now cleaned, until it's in aperfectly feng shui place.

"Isn't it marvelous Harl? Such exquisite beauty!" I say beaming.

"Gee boss, it's great and all but it's kind of creepy sitting there with it's mouth open." Harley replies.

"Ah but that's the beauty of it! It'll be a perfect foot in mouth joke! HAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I continue cackling and head off to bed. In two weeks Emma dear you'll be the talk of the town.

OOC- YAY! I added the rest of this post for you peoples.

Bird Boy

09-09-2002, 11:21 AM

(The following message has been posted in the Worlds Finest RPG, Batman RPG (Part 2), and the Batman Beyond RPG (Part 3))

Some of you may/may not know that Cyndy (BleuUnicorn) has left the BB RPG due to time and college. However, Cyndy didn't honestly want to leave the RPG so there was a bunch of behinds the scenes stuff (we talk to 90% of you all on AIM so chances are you know what we're talking about..lol). ANYWAY, She wants to rejoin the BB RPG, which is fine with the MODs of this board, but we need to ask the members as well.

Cyndy rejoining the BB RPG will cut down more on her time--meaning her participation in ALL of her RPGs (WF, Batman RPG and BB RPG) will also be cut down. Now the way I see it is (I see it btw, not how you will see it, just how I see it :)), school has basically started for everyone already and our times all been cut down. The delay will only be slightly noticeable, and heck, maybe she'll post more than us (wouldn't count on it, but, hey... miracles DO happen. :D *runs from flying objects that Cyndy is flinging*).

Ok then...so everyones input is appreciated on this--and hey, while you're at it, post a IC post.. ;)

-Joseph "Bird Boy"
On behalf of the RPG Mod Team

Bleu Unicorn

09-12-2002, 07:40 AM

Wednesday, January 17th
9:23 AM

Mornings can be so fun. Especially when I get up before my puddin’! I crawled out of bed about 20 minutes ago and got all dressed up for him and everything. Downstairs the rest of the gang was sprawled out in various places around the living room—snorin’ like buzz saws, too! The boys never cease to make me laugh, with their mouths hangin’ open and droolin’ like you wouldn’t believe, but I tiptoed past them and went in the kitchen and that’s where I still am now, sitting at the table. Bored. My mind wanders to the plan my puddin' has cookin' up, and the mere thought of it sends my stomach into somersaults. To keep from going back to that thought, I start singin'.

“This is the song that doesn’t end. Yes, it goes on and on, my friend. Some people started singin’ it not knowin’ what it was. And they’ll continue singin’ it forever. Just because, this is the song that doesn’t end...” I rest my chin on my hand and drum my fingers on the table, halfheartedly continuing to sing my song. Gee, it’s boring here with no one awake yet. What’s a girl to do?

I gaze around the room, glancing at the stuff strewn about...beer bottles...someone’s sock...a bone...a skillet...a pack of playin’ cards...Wait a skillet! Ooooo! I know, I’ll make some smiley pancakes just for my puddin’! I think, grinning to myself and jumping out of my seat, knocking it over in the process.

Mistah J’s gonna plotz, I think to myself, rooting around the kitchen for all the necessary ingredients. “Hmm, plain ole pancakes ain’t gonna be enough....” I mutter to myself, mixing the batter. I set the bowl down and ponder what else I can put in them to make Puddin’ really happy. I cross my arms over my chest and I pace a few feet back and forth through the kitchen, tapping my chin thoughtfully with one finger....

“Blueberries!” I exclaim, with a snap of my fingers. “Blueberry pancakes with a smile!” I rush over to the fridge and rummage around in it for some blueberries—throwing things out of the fridge left and right. Why is it when the boys go shopping, they buy out the whole store? Sheesh, how’s anyone supposed to find things in here? Just when I’m about to give up, I come across a big, clear, plastic container of fresh blueberries! Oooo, goodie! Oh, boy, and right next to it some bacon and eggs—now I can make a real breakfast!

I turn around; knocking the fridge door shut with my foot and literally bounce back over to the skillet. Hastily, I through together my batter and blueberries and in no time the kitchen is filled with the smell of my Smiley Breakfast and the sound of sizzling bacon.

“Well, Harley-Girl, looks like you’ve been a busy bee this morning!” Mistah J says, walkin’ in the room with a big smile on his face. He really is fun in the mornings, like a little puppy dog, or something. He comes up behind me, trying to sneak a taste, but I stop him with a hand on his chest and a firm shake of my head. “S’not ready yet, Puddin’, and no stealin’ any before it’s through.” I say, pointing to the table.

“Aw, but Harl,” he drawls, looking downcast and staring at me with big puppy-dog-eyes.

“You’ll see, Mistah J, it’ll be worth the wait.” I announce, organizing the breakfast on his plate into it’s own smile, equipped with a Smiley Pancake made of whipped cream, blueberries and maple syrup. “Tada!” I say, placing it on the table in front of him with a flourish—and then flop myself into a seat mere inches from him.

Calico

09-14-2002, 11:55 AM

OOC: Hey Bird Boy, I noticed you updated the character lists on 8/24/02 and I'm not listed...Are you trying to tell me something? ;)

IC: Batman

6:30 AM

I'm halfway to the Cave when something on the police scanner catches my attention.

"All units please respond to a possible homicide at Charles's Giant Sized Appliances on East 58th street. Repeat all units respond..."

I send a quick message to Alfred to let him know I'll be a little late and make a sharp left turn towards the east side, barely missing sideswiping a milk truck on its early morning deliveries.

Eighteen minutes later I park the 'Mobile two blocks away and set the security system. Police, ambulance, and fire trucks line the street up and down. I make my way to the back entrance, picking the door lock and entering a small dark office. I pass through the door to the showroom and am completely taken aback by the sight: Blood everywhere, spattered in the most grotesque patterns along the walls, windows, and displayed products, which are disturbing as well. Who would have a use for gigantic-sized, working appliances?

Commissioner Gordon sees me and waves me over. "What happened?" I asked.

"He was...beaten to death. Literally." He motions to the electric beater, twenty times the size of a normal household beater. "Sometime around midnight this morning. The coroner's not going to have much to go on." He shakes his had and says sadly, "Who could do something like this?"

"Is anything missing?"

"I have men combing throught the inventory, but it could take a while."

I nod. "I'll have a look around then and see what I can find in the meantime."

"Sure Batman. I hope your luck is better than ours."

"It won't be luck that catches the killer, Commissioner."

<<<<<<>>>>>>

9:30 am

After three long hours of sorting throught the gruesome murder scene, I finally make it back home. The Batmobile roars one last time as I cut the engines. The canopy flies back on my command and I jump out. They are all standing there looking at me: Nightwing, Robin, Batgirl, and of course Superman and Supergirl.

I focus on Dick first. "Things went well in Metropolis?"

"As well as can be expected I guess. Luther and the others are still at large."

I turn to Superman with a silent questioning gaze. "I can handle it. Thanks for the offer." Sometimes it's hard to tell if he's being sarcastic.

Just then Alfred comes down the stairs. "Sir, I've taken the liberty of calling Mr. Fox with a suitable excuse for your delay. Your suit is pressed and ready."

"Thank you." I look at Tim. "What are you still doing here? You should be in school."

"Well I've got some homework to catch up on..." I can tell he's hinting to get another day off.

"You'll get an note requesting an extention for anything you didn't finish, which you will have completed in full by the end of the week, right?"

"Yes sir," he mutters and looks down at the floor.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Superman shifts slightly as if waiting for something, then simply says, "I guess we should be going."

"Fine. Good luck..." I start to say when Batcomputer's alarm goes off. I quickly go over and turn on the monitor. "It's a break-in at the Gotham Diamond Factory warehouse. A GCPD patrol that was close by reported what looks like sparks of electricity or lightening eminating from the building." I look at Superman

"Livewire," he says.

"Still want to leave?"

"She's a Metropolis export. I'll help out any way I can." He turns to Supergirl. "How about you?"

"Of course!"

I nod in approval to them both. "And she's been recently associated with Poison Ivy and Clayface. If she's there so are they." I look to Nightwing and Batgirl. "You two up to it?"

"Absolutely."

"Sure."

"Okay, let's get..."

"Hey, what about me?" Tim exclaims.

"School," I remind him.

"With the three of them together, you're going to need as much help as you can get."

One of these days I know I'm going to regret letting him get involved. "You're with me then. Batgirl, you're with 'Wing. Superman, you and Supergirl can fly out together. Need directions?"

"I think we can find it," he says with a smile.

They all head out as assigned. I look back at Alfred. "Do me a favor and check the police sheets for the last 48 hours for anything suspicious, even a little out of the ordinary."

"Sir?"

"I think the Joker may be up to something," I reply, thinking about the green hair I found in a pool of Charles' blood.

"Very good Sir."

"Oh and one more thing..."

"I'll call Mr. Fox and give him your regrets. I'll think of something appropriate."

"Thank you Alfred."

Robin is already waiting in the passenger side of the 'Mobile. The platform rotates and the car shoots back out.

OOC: Just trying to pull some threads together. Let me know if I've stepped on anyone's toes and I'll revise as needed. :)

Edit: With massive apologies to Batgirl_2005, I've added references to Supergirl. Sorry about that! :o

Batgirl_2005

09-14-2002, 04:22 PM

Edit/Ooc: No worries Calico! I haven't exactly been alive in the RPG’s... (I think I've posted... like.. twice... :o :( ) Partly my fault. Thanks for including me, though. I feel loved!!! :D

IC:

Superman turns to me. "How about you?"

I grin at him. "Of course!"

Ooh… Neat! Livewire. Sounds like fun.

Batman tells Superman and I to fly out together. I hope he knows where he’s going because I know I don’t.

We take off and I follow him to this Diamond factory.

Ooc: Urk…I still don’t know where to go from there. Short, sweet, nearly pointless. I’m pretty much just posting… -.-

Calico

09-14-2002, 05:32 PM

Originally posted by Batgirl_2005
I listen to the assignments Batman gives out and I’m almost insulted he doesn’t include me. I brush it off and fly out with Clark.

"Don’t worry about Batman." He says, almost reading my mind.

"I’m not worrying about it." I told him. "It’s Batman."

He smiled slightly. We both landed at the Diamond Factory.

Ooc: don’t know where to take it from here… sorry…

OOC: Oops! :o I am sooo sorry! I got a bit confused juggling as to who was which character. I've edited my post to include Supergirl.

Sugar Daddy

09-15-2002, 02:07 PM

OOC: I guess the time has come. School has been so hectic, with a lot of work, plus other social aspects in life, that I don't have enough time to dedicate to the RPG. I don't thing it's fair to myself, or to anyone, for me to keep holding on to a character, but barely post. So, I am now relinquishing the character Nightwing. I'm sorry.

BLACKHEART

09-16-2002, 12:36 AM

Just before 10:00 AM
A few blocks away from the Diamond Factory warehouse we talk over our plans and make sure everyone knows their roles. I along with Clayface and two of my super plant soldiers go one way while Livewire zaps thru power lines in the other direction.

10:00 AM
Gotham Diamond Factory Warehouse:

The electrifying Livewire begins her assault on Gotham’s Diamond Factory warehouse. She materializes in front of the building and zaps the doors blowing them away.

10:05 AM
EPM Pharmaceutical

Clayface, my two soldiers, and I arrive at the front door. Clayface has changed his body so that he looks normal. I’m wearing a trench coat and so do my henchmen. We enter the building and are quickly greeted by two security guards. I rip open my coat. Their faces looked shock as I stand in front of them. Before they can react I throw a seed pod at their feet, which grows into a huge plant creature that incapacitates them and squeezes them into submission.

I look over at Clayface and wink at him. I watch as he turns into his typical self.

“Remember Dough-Boy. Keep your eye on the prize. We are here for Nepenthes and Sarracenia. If we don’t free my babies then you’ll stay your same pathetic self.” I smile at him ever so sweetly.

We move down a corridor. “This way” I command as I communicate with the two plants telepathically.

Security guards catch our location as we blow by cameras on the wall. They begin locking down important vaults.

We stop in front of a door.

“Here!” I shout.

During the lock down a metal enforced security door had lowered in front of the lab where the two plants are being held.

Clayface morphs his hand into a hammer and pounds at the door. He smashed it in.

I throw another pod in front of the door. The growing plant punches the door and sends it flying into the room from its hinges

We enter the room…

(Your turn Slayer ;) Sorry if this is a little sloppy. I’ll probably edit it up a little tomorrow. Blame insomnia.)

The Guitar Slayer

09-19-2002, 08:53 PM

IC:
Clayface
8 AM

"Wake up, Mud Man." An extremely whiny voice pierces my eardrums. Oh Lord. She's awake. "C'mon, we got games to play. Time to rock out...time to..."

I blindly throw a piece of myself at her animated mouth. "Time to shut up and let me me get some beauty sleep. God knows I need it...obviously."

A lower, more tolerable voice tells the other to charge up. The Jersey girl whines that she just did...and so it goes. I get rid of my ears for the time being.

I am jolted awake when I suddenly take a form. My eyes pop open as I look up at Ivy. She brandishes a needle and flaunts a toothy all-knowing grin. I realize I'm becoming Matt Hagen again... I see strong, well-formed arms again. I feel a normal head shape come over me. I leap up and stare down....I got toes!

"That can be permanent, baby." Ivy twirls the syringe with her delicate green fingers. She places it gingerly on the table near some other gardening tools. "For now, this is to ensure we get in and out with no..." She crosses her pointer and middle fingers on both hands.

"There won't be. You think I want to deal with that thing in Arkham?" I indicate the sparking freak in the next room. I feel my six pack begin to form, and my 'duh' factor finally hits. I concentrate, and I manage to get myself into some tan slacks and shirt right before something appears inappropriately.

"Killjoy."

"I bet."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Right before 10 AM

I'm still sore from that freakin' plant she put through my back. That's the one thing I don't like about being solid. You bruise easier. We're en route from the Diamond Factory Warehouse. Livewire and ourselves have departed company for the last time. Finally, some quiet. I feel a snap inside of me and I immediately begin to crumble. "Not now!" Ivy hisses at me.

"Hey, you decided to take a stroll down a mainstreet and inject me with that stuff..." My vision blurs as I feel my form loosen back to normal. The plant soldiers blankly stare at me. I feel the eyes beginning to collect on my failing form.

She pulls me up and holds me up as we continue to walk. "It's great thing to be able to walk among the living again, isn't it? You can resurrect your career, but with more control over your looks."

"It won't help us much if I die right here." I'm in freakin' agony. If I die now, at least I'll look half decent. The pain suddenly begins to recede.

"You won't. Get it together, Hagen." Ivy lets go of me and I manage to keep hold on the form until we reach our destination. Ivy and her plant soldiers subdue the guards as I release the mental grasp and return to my original form.

I feel very hollow.

“Remember Dough-Boy. Keep your eye on the prize. We are here for Nepenthes and Sarracenia. If we don’t free my babies then you’ll stay your same pathetic self.” She gives me a temptress’s grin. Pfft.

Ivy seems to concentrate for a few moments, then she starts to march down the corridor. “This way” she commands.

I hear voices within the walls. Security. Of course, we also just breeze by the cameras. “Hmm…who could these two be? A plant woman and a man of clay….hmmm. I better call in Gordon….” Most of the security guards are idiots.

Ivy skids to halt as the doors begin to close down on. She backs up and peers inside. Two lonely looking plants stand there….lonely looking? Christ, Matt, you’ve been hanging around her too long. The doors snap shut. I automatically form a sledgehammer with one of my fists and beat the daylights out of the door. Once it’s down enough, Ivy uses one of her plants to rip the door off its hinges.

We step in and spread out. Ivy tends to the plants and I turn back with the soldiers to deal with the guards. “Uh…okay, plant dudes….you see anybody coming, knock ‘em out.” That was easy enough.

Oddly, enough, nobody bothers us. I finally see a vine trailing up to a false wall, its hidden door slightly cracked. I see a lifeless hand dangling out of the slightly open door. I hear a sound, like someone sucking up spaghetti, and the hand disappears… I shudder.

Ivy packs up her gear. I admit, those plants look happier…you definitely need to check yourself in…any rate, we get ready to head out the back door. One of the soldiers head out first to make sure the place is clear. He backs up as a fluid squirts at him. He rears back, makes a horrid noise and runs to Ivy. “Baby!” she cries distressedly. She gently pries his hands away from the right side of his face. Her eyes narrow as her plant whimpers. Something wilted the side of his face..something strong like acid or plant killer or something. I watch in shock as the green departs from his face and my familiar brown comes in. He’s made of the same stuff I am…that’s freaky right there.

Ivy takes on a demon from hell look. “Nobody harms my children or tries to keep me away from them without suffering unpleasant consequences.”

“Who’s out there?”

“Who do you think it is?!” she snaps at me as she rummages through her trenchcoat. She pulls out…

“Damn woman, where did you get that?” My jaw almost hits the floor when I see what she has armed herself with….

(All yours, SLIP)

Bird Boy

09-26-2002, 08:21 PM

For the fraggin'..hasn't been THIS long since I posted has it..

IC (Robin):

9:36am

Hehehe...either he didn't notice I was sitting in the batmobile, or he didn't care. I recline back in the seat and put my hands behind my head. Outfooled the Bat..

"You should really be doing homework" he says, breaking the silence. I wait before saying anything else, until he follows it up with a "well?"

"Well what?" I ask, trying to avoid the subject of school
"School."
"Ah.."
"Is everything going well?"
"sure"

The silence starts again. Wow, that's the first time he asked me how school was going. The batmobile stops with a jerk and the cockpit slides off. I unbuckle and jump out and stare at the Diamond Warehouse. First time we've been out in the daylight for awhile..

END.

OOC: yeah yeah, that was pathetic. but I really gotta figure out what's going on w/ this RPG before moving any further..

-BB

redDragon

09-28-2002, 12:03 PM

January 17th - Wednesday
10:33am

A brand new day, fresh for the picking! What shall I do today? I wonder who will be going to opening night? The list probably isn't finished yet. I'll have to send Harley for it next week.

"Oh Harley!" I holler, "I have a job for you!"

She's always so happy when I give her a job, it must really get boring around here.

"Yes Mr.J?" She says.

"I want you to follow Jerry McGibben, Nick Szachs, and John Quinty for three days each. I want to know their habits and their weaknesses. Especially close personal weaknesses, perhaps the lady friend kind." I grin.

OOC- Sorry for the bad post but I posted 'cause Cyndy wanted me to post.

Calico

09-28-2002, 01:17 PM

IC: Batman

9:45 AM

I'm still worried about bringing Tim along, especially since this will be his second day of missing school. But I can't dwell on that, we've got serious work to do.

I stop the Batmobile and we jump out. I can see Superman and Supergirl doing their best again Livewire's viscious electric attacks, considering they are both very weak against them. Somehow they had maneuvered her onto the roof and out of the way. Instead of joining up with them I decide I'd better find out where her accomplices are.

I look around. Somehow we made it before Nightwing and Batgirl.

"Robin, go around the back and see if you can locate Clayface or Ivy. Livewire must be the diversion while they grab the loot."

"Right!" he responds and starts running, hunched over to keep out of sight.

The police form a blockade at the front of the building to keep out innocent bystanders while the confrontation with Livewire continues on the roof. I launch a grapple and swing over the blockade. As I land Superman catches my eye and gives me a nod of acknowledgement, only to be blasted backwards by a bolt of lightening, falling with a groan of pain. Ignoring my urge to go up there and take control, I head through the front door of the warehouse. It's quiet, almost too quiet.

I look around for about ten minutes. There's nothing missing, nothing our of the ordinary. Suddenly, there's a noise to my right. I turn with a batarang in hand to see Robin running towards me, cape flaring out behind him.

"Batman!" he exclaims. "There's nothing back there. No one."

That's interesting. Why would Livewire come here alone and make herself so conspicuous? "Robin, I think we've been mislead. Livewire is here as a diversion."

"Then where are Clayface and Ivy?"

"That's what we need to find out. Let's go!"

We get back to the Batmobile when the communicator lights up. "Master Bruce," Alfreds says.

"Go ahead."

"I've come across some interesting breaking and enterings. But right now I think you might be most concerned with an alarm that just went off at EPM Pharmaceutical. There has been a reported sighting of what's described as 'Plant Men'."

"Plant Men?"

"Yes sir."

"We're on our way. Radio to Nightwing and Batgirl to come here and help out Superman and Supergirl, then over to EPM."

"Understood Sir. Alfred out."

Bleu Unicorn

09-29-2002, 11:49 AM

OOC:
Originally posted by Calico
"Then where are Clayface and Livewire?"

Uh... dontcha mean Ivy? <scratches head>

Seriously, I've been trying to write up a post, but I have one large issue. Is it just me, or is everyone kind of lost in this rpg? I'm up-to-date and I still don't know what the heck's going on (save for what RD's doing)... if it's just me, can someone PM me 'cause I really am confused. :(

Calico

09-29-2002, 07:55 PM

OOC:

Originally posted by BleuUnicorn
OOC:

Uh... dontcha mean Ivy? <scratches head>

:( That's what I get for writing on the fly. It's been fixed. Many apologies for any confusion.

Seriously, I've been trying to write up a post, but I have one large issue. Is it just me, or is everyone kind of lost in this rpg? I'm up-to-date and I still don't know what the heck's going on (save for what RD's doing)... if it's just me, can someone PM me 'cause I really am confused. :(

Ivy's after some drugs for her plant men and she's having Livewire act as a diversion at the Diamond warehouse. Clayface is along for the ride because she's told him the drugs will help him maintain human form. I'm just followin' the clues :) It's kind of Slip's story so he can fill you in on the more intricate details. Ta ta!

BLACKHEART

10-02-2002, 01:00 AM

EPM Pharmaceutical
10:15 AM

A nervous Clayface, “Who do you think it is?!” I snap at him as I rummage through my trench coat. I pull out…

“Damn woman, where did you get that?” His jaw almost hits the floor when he see's what I have armed myself with….

“Calm down you!” I shake my head in displeasure at Clayface, “You act like you’re new to organized crime.” I roll my eyes once more at him.

From my coat I pull a green see through bra with a matching bottom. A slightly shocked look flashes across my face as I give Clayface a silly school girlish smile.

“How’d that get in there?” I say with an ever-soft tone and a smile.

“Great now she’s a regular Joker,” responds the puddle of clay.

I wink at him again and pull a freeze gun from the police lock-up from my trench coat.

“Ain’t that Victors?” asks Clayface.

“I don’t think he’ll mind.” I give Clayface a naughty smile to keep him even more uncomfortable.

“Lets just get these damn plants and get out of here,” shouts mud boy.

I give a loud and deep sigh. “I don’t see you do anything to bring my babies to me. You want me to have my babies don’t you? You want me to be happy right? You do want me to cure you right?” I give him a devilish smile.

I point the freeze gun at him. “Does this scare you?”

I giggle while pointing the gun at him, “BANG!”

I laugh even louder at him.

“Thought I had you?”

“I thought you wanted your babies” the angry Clayface exclaims.

I freeze the security system that operates the energy bars around the plants. Clayface changes his hand into a hammer and smashes the units.

I walk slowly adding more drama to the situation shaking my hips with each step at my dirty partner. With each shake of my hip his level of anxiety rises.
I slowly lower myself down to my knees in front of the two plants.

“Nepenthes and Sarracenia come to mommy.”

My eyes and smile get bigger.

I pull a box from my coat and quickly assemble it. Once I have completed I place them slowly and safely into the box.

“There!”

Clayface grows even more impatient.

“Lets go home baby!” I wink at him and spin around his big bulky body.

Just then my two plant soldiers growl and turn around to see a shadow.

Quickly Clayface changes his hand into a giant 6-foot blade and slices thru the wall.

He shouts, “Lets get out of here now!”

His other hand forms a giant scooper which he uses to sweep me off my feet and into his giant hand for our escape.

“Bye bye Batman!” I blow the Dark Knight a kiss and fire the freeze gun at the hold Clayface knocked out of the wall to seal it up.

The plant soldiers charge…

OC- I fixed a problem where I cut and pasted something from Clayface's roleplay. This will make sense now.

Bleu Unicorn

10-03-2002, 10:03 PM

10:57 AM

“Following the leader, the leader, the leader. We’re following the leader, wherever he may go!” I sing, skipping out the front door. I love it when Mistah J gives me fun things to do. Though, following some boring old suits around for a week-and-a-half is gonna get borin’.

Boring? Oh, dear, that’ll never do...nuh-uh, no way. I stop dead in my tracks, breaking off from my Peter Pan song. My puddin’ wouldn’t make me do that...would he?

I turn on my heel and march back inside.

“Oh, Poo, there you are. I was just looking for you!” Mistah J drawls, “Why don’t you take the kids with you—they could use the exercise, you know.” As if on cue, Bud and Lou bound into the room, laughing and drooling—they really are too cute sometimes.

“Babies!” I squeal, kneeling down and scooping them into a big hug. After crawling around on the floor with my babies for a moment or seven, we head out to the car, singing all the way. Well, at least I was singing!

I jump over the car door, landing with a “thump” onto the driver’s seat and the hyenas leap into the back, crawling and nipping at each other in their own playful way. Aw, I’m so glad my puddin’ told me to bring them along. They always brighten my day—just like Mistah J always does. I really do have it made, yanno?

11:20 AM

You know, lotsa people say that I can’t drive. I dunno why. Sure, I’ve had a few accidents here and there, but I’ve never been injured! In fact, neither has Puddin’ and he’s usually with me—or the babies.

Now Jerry McGibben, here is a guy who cannot drive. No doubt about it. I’m just driving along behind him, like Mistah J says to and the dumb jerk just turns out of nowhere—no directional, nothing! And here I am left with a big dent in Puddin’s nice green and purple car ‘cause I had to make a U-turn and some other moron in a pickup hits me. Is this a clue or somethin’?

Anyway, I follow after the maniac in the corvette and he stops at the Le Vieux Monde! Isn’t that just a bowl of olives! I pull into the nearest alley and hop out of the car to keep my eye on the weirdo. He unfolds himself slowly from the car...and instead of heading inside...he pulls something out of the car.

Looks like a sign or something. I root around in my bag for my binoculars so as to get a better look-see as he tacks up the sign.

A gasp escapes my lips. Mistah J’s not gonna like this, not one bit: “Due to a marvelous cast effort, a sneak preview of the show will be shown in three days, on Saturday, January 20 at 7:00 PM.”

redDragon

10-05-2002, 01:08 PM

January 17th - Wednesday
11:42am

I'm idly relaxing when Harley comes crashing back into the hideout.

"Mr. J!" She calls as she comes to a stop with the hyenas skidding beside her.

"Yes?" I reply, mildly annoyed at the disturbance of peace.

"They changed the date! The play is going to preview on Saturday!."

"WHAT?! How do you know?? Didn't I tell you to follow the cast?" I snarl, this annoucement puts everything in a bind! There's not enough time now!

"But I was Mr. J! I was following Jerry McGibben just like you said and he drove up to Le Vieux Monde and put out a sign saying that there was going to be a sneak preview Saturday"

I pace. So much to do in such a short time! "Well! Now I want you to get me the names of the closest people to those three actors and PRONTO! And while you're out and about, I want the guest list for people who are going to that play! Take the boys." I spin around to face the boys who are playing cards. "I want to know how big that stage is and what entrances we can use to get our blender onto the stage! Oh and find out where they get their power; we can't have the power dying on us when we shake things up! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!"

I walk over to where the blender is, under a giant yellow cloth. "Ah, my pretty." I say as I pat it, "You'll soon be juicing up the good citizens of Gotham!"

Calico

10-06-2002, 04:38 PM

IC: Batman

Wednesday, January 17
10:10 AM

We pull up outside EPM Pharmaceutical and jump out. Robin and I head for the front door that has been smashed down as if by a bulldozer. Inside two guards are held captive by thick, strong vines. This has to be Ivy and Clayface's work.

"Robin," I say to the boy. "Stay here and help these men out, then stay with them until the police arrive."

"But..." he starts to argue, but I'm already headed down the long corridor, following in their wake.

After several turns I come to a lab that's been busted open and start towards it, but stop when I see what's coming towards me: two creatures, six feet tall, with vaguely humanoid qualities - heads with basic facial features, two arms and legs, dressed in trench coats - but the resemblance to the homo sapian species ends there. They are green and it doesn't take PhD in Botany to see they were once plants. They lurch towards me. Without thinking, I reach into a pouch on my belt and pull out a small canister. Inside is a corosive liquid used to melt through locks. I point it at the first plant-man and squeeze the trigger. The liquid spurts out and lands on the thing's face. Remarkably it screams in agony and they both backtrack into the room. Unfortunatly I've used the entire contents, so I discard the empty cannister and look around for something else that could be used against these monsters.

I hear a heated conversation inside between Ivy and Clayface and decide to just take my chances alone, when there's a loud explosion. I run in just in time to see Clayface run through a hole in the wall, Ivy being carried in one of his hands. She has a box full of plants. As she sees me enter the room she says, "Bye bye Batman!" and blows me a kiss before firing a freeze gun at the hole, sealing it up tight. I am about to pull out the acetylene torch I carry when I catch something out of the corner of my eye. Lurching towards me are the two creatures, one of them sporting a dead patch on the side of his face where I shot him.

They come forward without fear or for that matter without any intelligence in their beady dead eyes. I drop into an Akido stance. The one on the right, the one I maimed, reaches me first, grabbing at me with its large hands that end in sharp and no doubt deady thorns. Perhaps they are even poisonous knowing Ivy. I step back and it barely misses me. I lean forward and chop at its back with a powerful chop, it falls, but not for long, but before I can engage it again the other one is on me. Having snuck up from behind it grabs me in a fierce bear hug. I kick up, using its mass as a pivot point, and flip myself behind it. The force of the flip pulls it backwards and we both land on the floor.

Now the other one is after me. I kick its leg out from under it and it falls on its partner. I stand up and pull out a line to secure them. As I reach down the bottom one grabs my left ankle and the top one grips my right arm. The line falls from my hands. The creatures are even stronger than I imagined. To my left is a fire extenguisher, which gives me an idea. I punch the one holding my arm firmly in the 'face' and my fist sinks noisily into its head. Ignoring my revulsion, I pull the hand free with a wet smacking sound, and push it away from me. With my free foot I kick the other one that is still on the floor and about to take a bite out of my shin. The head comes off with a pop and rolls a few feet. The creature lets go of me and starts pawing around for its lost appendage. I go over to the wall and pull the extenguisher from its hook. As I turn around I see the first one has regained the composition of his face and his marching towards me. I pull the pin and shoot the thing dead-on. It screams and throws its arms up to protect itself, but there is no chance. The cold foam surrounds it and soon it is standing statue still.

The second creature is still looking for its head. I send two Batarangs flying and they nail its hands to the floor.

Just then Robin comes running in. "Oh my god!" he says. "What are they?"

"Some of Ivy's pets. Give me a hand with this one," I order, gesturing towards the creature now stapled to the floor. "I want to get it back to the Cave and take find out what it is."

"What about that one?" he asks.

I walk over and touch the frozen creature's arm. It crumbles and falls to the floor like so much confetti. "I don't think it will be any use to us now."

Bird Boy

10-06-2002, 09:03 PM

Wednesday, January 17
10:16 AM

"Give me a hand with this one" Batman says, gesturing to the one who's nailed to the ground.

"What about that one?" I ask, motioning towards the motionless one. Batman walks up to it and touches it arms. It quickly disintegrates and falls to the ground, creating a pile of loose dirt.

"I don't think it will be any use to us now." I nod and move towards the one struggling on the ground. "There's no way we can take the whole thing back. I'm going to slice off it's arm. Ready the fire extinguisher"

I pick up the extinguisher and drop my hand onto the handle. Batman takes out a bat-a-rang and slics off his arm, near the shoulder. the monster fidges and pulls the bat-a-rang up from the floor, loosing his hand in the process. I press the handle and watch the creature stand motionless. Batman kicks the statue down and then motions towards the door.

~~~~~~~~~~

The batmobiles canopy slides open and we jump out onto the hard cave floor. I pick up the arm off the bottom of the car and watch it begin to move again. His hand opens and closes and then tries to swing itself out of my grip. I toss it over to Batman with a grossed out look on my face. I've seen enough Zombie movies, and I'm still disturbed by that..

"Ok, now what do we do?" I ask.
"I am going to test this" Batman pauses and looks at me, "and you are going to do go do your homework."
I open my mouth to protest but decide against it. Might as well get this over with.

END.

OOC: yup, that was sad. Nothing much else to do.

-BB

BLACKHEART

10-23-2002, 12:53 AM

I will edit this post into a roleplay tomorrow. I wanted to give Slayer a chance to post, but I guess I'll push the story foward.

BLACKHEART

10-23-2002, 07:11 PM

11:30 AM

Clayface and I return to Robinson Park via an underground passage created from Earthquakes. We enter a chamber that I created as a safe place to lay low from the law and the Bat.

I spin around and shout with excitement that the raid on EPM Pharmaceutical was a big success.

“Yay!!!”

Clayface watches me. I stop and walk towards him slowly with a wicked grin on my face.

“It’s about time you do something right!”

I poke him in the chest, my left index finger slides into him. I quickly pull it out.

“Gross! Hold yourself together already. You are a freaking mess!”

I walk over to my babies with an angry look on my face.

“Make sure you clean up after yourself. I won’t have you contaminating and polluting my babies with your deadly toxins.”

I hug Nepenthes and Sarracenia and smile widely.

“Mommy is going to take care of you now.”

Clayface shakes his disgusting head behind my back.

I move towards him slowly and seductively. I place my upper body against him and rub my right hand on the side of his face.

“So you want to be made a man again now?”

My eyes open widely and a smile wears across my face as I look his face up and down.

Barb Gordon

10-24-2002, 11:41 PM

OOC: I think this is the RPG I fell the most behind on...sorry about that everyone! I don't have enough time tonight, but tomorrow I'm going to read through, rather skim, all that's happened since my last IC post, god only knows how long ago that was!

~Barb

Calico

11-03-2002, 06:27 PM

OOC: Hey, sorry for being absent, but Bats has been attacked by Apathy Woman, and frankly she's a tough old broad. But, he's subdued her enough to make this post. ;)

IC: Batman

Wednesday, January 17
11:45 AM

"Hmm," I murmur to myself as I peer through the powerful microscope at a slide I made from the sample we brought back from the pharmaceutical company of one of Ivy's plant things.

"Sir?" Alfred prompts politely. He knows that it helps to have a sounding board while unraveling puzzles, even scientific ones.

I sit back on the stool and rub my neck, sore from being hunched over for so long. The cowl is pushed back and hanging uselessly down my back. "It's really the most remarkable thing Alfred." He arches an eyebrow in question. "The basic makeup of this creature is, well it's almost identical to Clayface."

"Really?" he asks. "So they are shapeshifters, Sir?"

I shake my head slowly. "No, I don't believe so. I think they are, or were, in their natural form, and I can see no signs of shapeshifting abilities. It's like she..." I pause, tapping one gloved finger against my lips. "I think she came up with a way to stabilize the chemical compound."

I push away from the table and walk around thoughtfully. "I just wish I knew what she had in mind, or where she went to."

"Master Bruce?" Alfred calls out politely.

"Yes?"

"I don't mean to interrupt your thoughts, but I just thought I'd let you know that I finished that little project you requested."

I turn back to him. "What project?"

"You instructed me to querry the police records for anything 'out of the ordinary'."

I snap my fingers remembering. "Oh right! Sorry about that. What did you come up with?"

"Well Sir," he replied walking over to the Computer and pulling up a rather long file. "It was rather difficult to narrow down what would be considered 'out of the ordinary' for Gotham, however taking into account that it was your hunch that the Joker was involved I instructed the computer to filter out the most likely incidents that would involve him."

"And?"

"Well several popped up: Two nights ago a theft at a costume shop, several costumes stolen including a clown suit and a novelty store was buglared, mostly money was taken, but several joy buzzers were also removed; last evening there was a breaking and entering at Le Vieux Monde theatre, mostly vadalism, but the director reported several personal items missing, including a purple flower and a toy store was ransacked with several 'Laughing Lucy' dolls stolen."

I shake my head thoughtfully. "They all could be the Joker, but I can't see what his purpose would be." I pull the cowl back over my face. "I'll have to investigate them all."

"What about Miss Ivy and her plant people?"

"When Batgirl and Nightwing return, ask them to check out Robinson Park. Ivy's been known to hold up there, though I doubt she'd risk returning now."

"Very good Sir. Perhaps you'd care to take some lunch before leaving? I've made a very nice quiche."

Just hearing about food, reminds me that I haven't eaten in hours. "Alright, but I want to be out of here in half an hour."

"Very well Sir, I'll bring it right down."

Bleu Unicorn

11-03-2002, 06:58 PM

12:59 PM

I glance at the pile of loot that I’ve gleamed from Nick Szachs, John Quinty and Jerry McGibben. They really were quite nice the three of them, especially the fact that they all weren’t home. At the top of the pile are two address books and Jerry’s palmtop computer. It never ceases to boggle my mind how somethin’ so li’l can hold so much information.

“Babies, Mistah J’s gonna plotz when he sees what I did, dontcha agree?” I ask, glancing in the rearview mirror to look at the hyenas. I get a nice rowdy laughter as my response. Aren’t they just the sweetest? I turn around and pat each of them on the head. Then, face forward, just in time to swerve out of the way of an oncoming truck.

“Hey, lady, what do you think you’re—“ the big, greasy man starts to shout at me, hanging out of his window. He stops abruptly, probably realizing that he’s yelling at the Harley Quinn and instead stares at us as we speed on by, his mouth hanging open.

“Nobody messes with Joker’s gal.” I say, smirking. Not long afterward, I pull up at theater. Puddin’ wants the guest list for the showing and knowing this Emma chick, she’s probably gotten everything all alphabetized and filed in her office. I pull into the alley I hid the car in earlier and hop out of the car, Bud and Lou close behind me. Quickly we cross the street and run behind the building, obscured by the shadows from the tall buildings around us.

I root around in my bag for something to open the door with and finally give up and reach under my cowl for a bobby pin. Wonderful lock picks, if I do say so myself! It takes a few minutes, but eventually I manage to jimmy the lock and the door swings open.

“Darn, bent another one.” I say, shrugging it off and tossing the small black barrette to the ground. I poke my head in the door and listen for any noise. Never can be too careful in Gotham, who knows what costumed lunatic might have beat you to your destination. I shudder at the thought. At least I don’t hafta worry about old Bats-for-brains showing up, he’s never around during the day.

It doesn’t take me long to find a copy of Emma’s guest list. This dame is really paranoid, I tell ya, she has a file for everything! Seriously, she even has a file for her shopping list—creamed corn’s at the top, if you’re curious. I turn around and survey the room, they hyenas are busy chasing each other in circles, but the office itself is pretty much untouched.

I fight the urge to snoop around and finally give in. What’s a few more presents for my puddin’, right? Just as my hand touches the first drawer of the desk, though I hear it. The door creaking as it’s being opened. Just what I need, Emma to catch me in her office.

I suppress a shriek and duck under the desk. My babies, on the other hand, take up the defense, growling softly at the unseen intruder.

OOC: Have fun, Calico!

redDragon

11-05-2002, 12:18 PM

January 17th - Wednesday
1:01pm

I look around for something to prepare and spot those purple flowers Harley took from dear ol' Emma. I almost forgot! I was going to make shot glasses out of those things! But dear me, they are too small for the shots I'm planning on making. It's broad daylight, Batsy is hardly out at these hours! The perfect time to stop by the local glass maker and have several wonderful purple crystal flower shot glasses made!

1:30pm

Well here I am, at Gotham's Finest Glasses. Of course I'm all dressed up, can't be too conspicious eh? I enter the store and the door bell jingles with a clear sound.

A man walks up to me, the glass maker I assume, and asks, "Hello! What can I do for you today?"

"I'd like a custom job. Could you make two rather large shot glasses that look like this?" I hold up the purple crystal flower. "I'd need them within two days."

He takes the flower and looks over it. "Large shot glasses? How large?"

"Pretty large, you see I'm hosting a comedy show and I want to be able to toss a small child into one of the glasses. It'll be great!" Ah, mingling with normal society, if he only knew who I was! Some people may work well under pressure but I can't have Batsy figuring out what I'm doing TOO soon. Heh heh heh heh heh.

"Two days you say? Well that would require an extra fee..." Ah society, so money hungry!

"It is quite soon," I pretend to ponder. I will be paying him extra, but not with the type of money he expects. "Oh all right, if you could get it done by Friday afternoon would be splendid!"

"Sure thing Mr...."

"Mr. Kerr, Joseph Kerr." We shake hands and soon enough a form is filled out and I'm on my merry way.

OOC- HEEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEE Joker acting sane. MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

The Guitar Slayer

11-17-2002, 11:37 AM

OOC: More dust bunnies, and my AIM is down...

IC: Selina Kyle/Catwoman
12:02 PM

I yawn and stretch. After Batman had left, I had gone back to sleep to catch myself up. I call my long-suffering secretary and tell her I'd be in in a few hours and pull an all-nighter to catch up. She sighs and I hear her put more coffee in her cup. I smile gently. Poor Mavin.

I wrap myself in my bathrobe and move toward the mailbox outside my apartment door. I haven't had anything but junk mail over the last couple of days. Hopefully, there will be something more worthwhile today. I cautiously open the door and look around. Nobody to see me at my worst. I pop open my mailbox and grab all the new mail inside.

Unfortunately, like the days previous, it's mostly junk. "Occupant, occupant, resident, occupant, resident..." I drop each one into the trash can, my foot first pressed on the open button. "Celene Kyle..I don't think so....'Enhance your bust...'" I smirk. "Don't need that at all. A bridal catalogue? You must be joking. Even better, a maternity one!" I put that one aside to burn later.

I come to the last piece of mail. It was a postcard that went through the local post office. I immediately recognized the sender. Emma! My old roommate's little sister was performing at Le Vieux Monde. I had already gotten tickets for opening night, but now there appeared to be a sneak preview...and Emma had invited me as one of her guests. What a nice kid. "Drop by any time? Why not?" I tuck the card into my purse and get ready to go out. I call Mavin again to cancel today entirely. Right before I hung up the phone, I heard her bang her head on the desk.
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12:40 PM

I drive past Emma's office. She probably on lunch, but I'll surprise her when she gets back. I park my car around the corner from the office building and start walking up the street. I wonder how Margaret is doing. Emma would probably tell me. Hell, she could probably tell me what Margaret is doing this second. Although she completely denies it, I think Emma has some sort of an OCD in regard to organization...

I jolt to a stop and back up to look down an alley. It was a garish overembellished car painted in appalling shades of purple and green. I clench my first a little. The Joker...or Harley. I creep up to the car and check the backseat. Covered in hyena hair...definitely Harley. I reach into my purse and pull out my claw tips. I put each one on all the fingers of my right hand. Starting at the back of the car, I let the metal claws dig into the paint job, making an ear-piercing shriek. I walk deliberately up the alley. Without removing my hand, I move onto the hood and scratch two holes into the metal. I add a grotesque grin and the hood is finished. I shred the left side of the car in the same fashion as the right.

I flick the paint out of the claws as I ponder what to do next. I decide to go back to my car and get my suit. Then I'd go see Emma. If anything happened, I'd be ready.

After retrieving my garb, I resume my walk to Emma's office. I gaze up a the window that she should be at. I take note of the broken window blinds...Emma would have already replaced them if she knew about it; she keeps a spare in her desk, and not more than ten minutes would elapse...I stand on the street until the clock reads 12:53. Something else did that...maybe some rambunctious hyenas? I dart into the first floor bathroom and change into Catwoman. I slither through ventilation shaft in record time and ride the elevator up to her floor.

I cautiously jiggle the doorknob. Open. Emma never leaves her office open, even when she's there. You have to knock three times if you're a friend for her to let you in. I spring open my full metal claws on both hands and nudge the door gently open.

I am met with the sight of two very aggitated wild dogs named Bud and Lou. "Sh**.." I hiss as they leap at my throat. On instinct, I slash at them, digging into one's side and giving a face lift to the other. They yelp and almost immediately Harley pops out. "BABIES!" she yells in horror. Then she wields her sledge hammer of wrath. She stands on guard, waiting for me to make the first move. I put on my best grin.

"I got your car, too."

Harley squeals in rage and begins to swing the hammer around. Since we're in such a confined space, it is impossible to miss hitting something. I just make sure it isn't me. Down go Emma's hanging plants. I come back at her and miss with my claws, ripping some drywall out. I shake off the plaster and one of my claws breaks off. Dammit. I mourn its loss as I vault myself off the desk as the hammer blows the computer monitor to smithereens.

I throw a chair at her and she just hammers the thing to death. I swing over her head on the light fixture, which promptly falls out of the ceiling, dumping me onto the desk, and it lands on her head. I literally hear her brain rattle as she shakes it off and comes at me again.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Harley and I come to a dead stop as Emma quivers in the doorway. She stares at the devastation and faints dead away. Harley and I look at each other for a moment. Then she takes a swing and I get out my long reach Taser.

Bird Boy

11-28-2002, 06:50 PM

OOC: Just to let you guys know, I haven't posted cause, currently, Tim/Robin is doing homework. I can't do anything, and I don't think any of you care what lesson in Math he's doing.. :p

I'll post again when he has stuff to do (IE: around the time it gets dark).

-BB

Calico

12-07-2002, 04:17 PM

IC: Batman

Wednesday January 17
1:02 pm

Logically I went with the obvious choices first, but when have I ever known Joker to be logical?

The costume shop and novelty stores were a bust. Police had already picked up suspects. The toy store...inside job, a disgruntled employee who also just happened to want to give some 'Laughing Lucy' dolls to his kids.

But instead of dwelling on the failures, I decided to investigate the last crime report on Alfred's list, but in the back of my mind I was already planning beyond it. After all what would he need with a theater?

But as I dropped down into the alley outside the theater's office and I saw the car sitting there I knew that this was going to be no ordinary puzzle.

The purple and green paint on the large convertible Cadillac had been scratched quite ferociously down both sides with what appeared to be a very sharp object, considering the thin slivers of metal shavings that littered the alley floor. The hood had what appears to be a smiley face cut into it. I’m pretty sure that must have been an after-market addition. The question is who would so willfully and gleefully vandalize the Joker’s car?

Inside I see a pile of random articles, including address books and a Palm Pilot sitting on the passenger seat. I pick up the Pilot, flicking open the cover to see a name printed neatly on the inside: Jerry McGibbon. Doesn’t mean anything to me, but I file it away for future consideration.

I step over to the theater door, pausing momentarily to pick up the bent bobby pin, sticking it into an evidence pouch on my belt. Not surprisingly the door is slightly ajar. I push it open just as the sounds of a loud struggle start from above. In the hallway I catch sight of a shadowy figure who must have come through the front entrance walking up the stairwell before me and I cautiously follow as the explosive sounds of breaking glass and crashing furniture is compounded by howls of hatred.

At the top of the stairs all commotion comes to a stop as the figure I was tailing lets out a blood-curdling scream – “OH MY GOD!” – before fainting. I catch her in my arms and look inside what used to be an office to see Harley Quinn poised over Catwoman, laying on the large office desk, with her sledge hammer ready to sweep down, as Catwoman is about to lash out with a dangerous looking Taser gun. Debris is flung everywhere, papers flutter about on the wind currents, and not one bit of smashed equipment looks salvageable.

The two women still stopped in mid-attack stare at me as I hold the limp body in my arms. “Batman??” they both exclaim in disbelief.

But Catwoman is not one to be distracted easily, and the sharp crackle-pop from the Taser hits Harley squarely on her chest.

There is a muffled cry of pain from the small clown as she falls backwards and then Catwoman goes in for the kill, but the two ever-present hyenas dart between the Cat and her quarry, snarling ferociously. One of them is bleeding from its left side. “Out of my way!” she hisses at the two beasts as they cover Harley, who is regaining her feet.

“What’s going on here?” I demand as the women eye each other like a pair of prizefighters.

“Just a little girl talk,” Cawoman replies without even looking at me. “Don’t worry, it’ll only take a minute.”

“That’s what you think Catty!” Harley cackles and swings the hammer in a wide arc, but instead of aiming for Catwoman, she hits the window solidly, glass and blinds raining down on the alley below. “C’mon babies!” she encourages the hyenas, and without hesitation, they leap out and down the two stories into the awaiting Caddy. With a grin and a wave Harley follows them, landing expertly in the driver’s seat and roaring off with an angry screech of tires.

“Damn!” Catwoman fumes as she leans against the windowsill looking as if she is about to follow.

I put a hand on her arm. “Want to tell me what you’re doing here?”

Instead of answering me, she focuses on the still-unconscious woman. “Emma!” she gasps and pulls her from my arms, laying her down on the floor.

I crouch down beside her. “Who is she?”

“The director of this theater.”

“And?”

“And the sister of an old friend,” she says as she pats the young woman’s face gently.

“I don’t get it. What does any of this have to do with the Joker?”

She gives me a look. “How should I know? You’re the brilliant detective. Detect,” she says and spreads a hand out to indicate the remnants of the battle.

I glance around, finding nothing at first, until a piece of paper caught under the overturned desk lamp catches my attention. A name on it sparks something in my head: Jerry McGibbon. I pick up the paper, which is nothing more than a list of names. Further down I see…

“Your name is on this list,” I say to her almost accusingly.

She sighs and plucks it out of my grasp, scanning the contents. “It’s the guest list for the sneak preview,” she concludes and stuffs it back into my hand.

“The what?”

“Sneak preview to the play. This is a theater, you know. That’s what they do. The play is scheduled to open in a couple of weeks, but the cast is doing so well, they wanted to do an advanced showing to a select few people. Emma invited me. That’s why I’m here, because of her invitation.”

“And Harley?”

She shrugs. “I found her in here trashing the place. I doubt she’s suddenly developed an appreciation for the arts.”

“There must be something about this play that has the Joker’s interest,” I ponder as the woman on the floor starts moaning incoherently.

Removing her cowl, Selina leans over her, “It’s okay Emma, I’m here.” Then she looks up at me with one of her patented smiles. “Well you could always come as my date.”

I find myself smiling in return. “That might not be such a bad idea.”

The Detective

12-13-2002, 01:09 PM

OOC: I'm the new Nightwing and since Nightwing, Batgirl, Superman, and Supergirl are kinda behind I was just going to move 'em all up to the present in my first RPG post. But first I need permission from Barb Gordon(Batgirl) and Batgirl_2005(Supergirl). Please post your permission.

Barb Gordon

12-13-2002, 03:49 PM

OOC: Sure, no problem. Would you mind PM'ing me just what you have in mind though so I'm not completely thrown off guard? Oh, and it's always good to write OOC when you go out of character and IC when you're back in character. Along with writing what time it is in the story. Some people put who they are in the beginning of every post, if you're playing more then one character it's definitely a good idea to do that.

~Barb

Batgirl_2005

12-13-2002, 11:25 PM

ooc: Go for it! I'd love to catch up in this RPG (and all of them for that matter). I'd not mind a PM letting me know what you're planning on doing.

I apologize for my lack of posts and posts with content in every RPG I'm in. I've been hit real hard with rehearsals and finals and it's like the world is a ride that won't slow down for two seconds.

That you for listening to my story.

SO yeah, as long as I know what you're going to do you can do whatever you want with my character.

The Detective

12-14-2002, 02:40 PM

OOC: All right finally I'm going to write this thing. It probaly won't be that good since it's my first, but I'll learn. Please note: The majority of this post should have taken place on the last page. This might not make much sense but at least everyone will be caught up.
IC: Nightwing

Wednesday January 17, 9:55 AM

It took longer than we thought to get to Diamond Factory Warehouse. But at last we arrive. I land on a rooftop. Batgirl lands just behind me. I can see Diamond Factory Warehouse down the street. The police have the entrance blockaded. We raise out grappels ready to fire them when my radio crackles:
"Master Dick?"

"Yes Alfred. Anything wrong?"

"No sir. But I do have a message for you. Master Bruce wants you to stay at Diamond Factory Warehouse and assist Superman and Supergirl. I believe they are fighting Livewire."

"Sure thing Alfred. Nightwing out."

I turn to Batgirl. But she is looking at something else. I follow her eyes to a rooftop. Supergirl is out. Livewire is closing in for the kill. But Superman flies into her from behind just in time. She fires a lighting bolt that slams Superman back into another building. Batgirl turns to me,"We have to help them. The're both weak from kryptonite exposure."

I nod, "I'll distract Livewire. You come from behind the building and check on both of them. Okay?"

"No problem."

I fire my grappel at the building that Livewire is on. She's just coming at Supergirl again. I land on a window sill. I somersault over onto the roof.

"Hey, Livewire, this is Gotham. If you're going to mess with someone, mess with me!"

She turns her head, "I was wondering if any bats were going to show and try and ruin my fun," she whines in her annoy-you-to-death Jersey accent.

She fires a series of elctric bolts at me. I somersault backwards three times till I reach the edge of the roof. She aims another bolt at me. I extend my glider wings and drop backwards off the roof.

She leaps off the roof behind me. I veer to the left, dodging her electic bolts. I land lightly in the street. I jump to the side as she fires at me agian. I do a cartwheel to the side but she fires another one at me.

"Aaaaaaaa" A bolt hits my left arm. A tingling sensation rips through the whole left side of my body. I drop to the ground.

"Hey, if I can whip Supes, what makes you think you can do any better?" she gloats.

I look down the street. The is a fire hydrant not too far down. I struggle to my feet and sprint down the street. I run until I'm parralel with the hydrant. I back away from it. Out of the corner of my eye I see Batgirl drop off the side of a roof. I back away from the hydrant some more.

Livewire lands right between me and the hydrant. Perfect. Batgirl runs up behind Livewire just as she is about to fire an electric bolt at me.

"Batgirl, the hydrant!" She sees it, reaches into her belt and pulls out a small grenade. Batgirl throws it at the hydrant, It denonates releasing a gigantic flood of water right at Livewire. I roll to the side as she gets hit.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Aaaaaggggggg! Unnnhhhh" she drops limply to the ground while the flood relentlessly covers her. Batgirl runs up beside me.

"Are you all right?"

An honest answer would be no. My whole left side feels like it's on fire. My arm is starting to go numb. I slowly sit up. "Yeah, I think."

"No you're not."

Superman lands beside the hydrant. He picks up a trash can, and forces it over what's left of the hydrant. He melts it on using his heat vision. He walks over to me.

"Thanks for the help. Both of you." Supergirl lands beside him.

"Yeah, we couldn't have done it without you."

We both nod. The police come over and take Livewire into custody. Superman and Supergirl fly us to the cave. My arm doesn't improve much.

1:32 PM

We arrive at the cave Alfred is waiting for us.

"Master, er Nightwing, are you all right."

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

Superman cut's in. "No he's not. He took a hit from Livewire."

Alfred looks at me. "Then you need medical attention." He turns to Batgirl, "Batman requested that You and Nightwing invstigate a Robinson Park, an old hideout of Poision Ivy's I believe. But since Nightwing is in no condition to be going anywhere.."

"I'll go." Superman cuts in. I'm feeling fine. Besides Batgirl can't go by herself so I'll go with her. And Supergirl," Supergirl stands up, smiling, "I want you to go question Livewire. See if you can get her to talk."

"Unnh, can't I go with you?"

"No. You're going to interrogate Livewire."

"Oh all right." She says, but rolls her eyes when Superman turns around.

Normally I'd say something but I'm feeling to sick to care. Superman flies Batgirl out. Supergirl takes another exit. I feel so sleepy. My eyes close and I know no more.

Barb Gordon

12-14-2002, 03:09 PM

OOC: A very well done first post! Might want to work on spelling..but forgive me, I'm an English Lit. major, it's my job to be picky in that area ;)

IC: Barbara Gordon/Batgirl
Jan 17,1:30 ish pm

I was quite worried about Nightwing. And I would have much preferred to stay with him in the Batcave then go off with Superman. But I suppose that's the downfall of this job sometimes, though I wouldn't trade it for anything. Still, Dick looked so out of it, so pale and the wound on his shoulder was anything but just a scratch. Please be okay Dick, was all I could think about as Superman hauled me up and took off. A smile creeps onto my face. This sure beats taking the motorcycle or the Batwing.
"He'll be okay, Batgirl."
Superman says ever so nicely above the roar of the wind rushing past us. I nod my head in agreement, I suppose more to myself then to him.
"Thanks."
As we head over to Robinson Park I fill Superman in on a few details concerning Poison Ivy, so that he wont be completely caught off guard. Hopefully, neither will I...

The Detective

12-14-2002, 04:06 PM

OOC: Yeah spelling is one of my worst areas:( And my typing isn't too good ethier. I'll work on it, but I doubt I'll be pleasing an English Lit. major any time soon though :D

The Guitar Slayer

12-14-2002, 06:34 PM

OOC: Sorry for not posting as Clayface for so long. I got dumped on and have two term papers due this week. Here I go....

IC: Clayface
12:30 PM

"Another grape, please, manservant....or soon to be, anyway..." Ivy giggles as I grow another appendange to grab the bowl of synthetic grapes from across the room. In return for my humanity, she decided to make the deal a little sweeter for herself. That means that I'm the broad's butler for God knows how long. But hey...soon I'll be able get one of those for myself again, once I get another acting job or two...and after I get out of prison....again....

My other arms continue to fan her with a large leaf that had fallen off one of her ferns. I look like Vishnu or something as two arms fan, one holds the bowl, and one feeds her the grapes. She sighs as another arm gives her a foot massage. God, this sucks.

"You can stop with the fanning for now. Get me a mineral water, with two ice cubes, not one, and make sure it has one of the green straws, not the pink ones." Ivy stretches as I head into the kitchen.

I start mumbling under my breath. "Yes, your royal Highness....sounds like someone with something shoved really high up her..."

"Don't talk to my plants! Only I can address them," she yaps from the other room. I pour out the water and drop exactly two cubes in. I stare down into the glass.....I wish I still had salivary glands....I drop the straw in.

I return with the glass, and she scowls from her perch on an overgrown geranium. "Faster next time." She takes a sip. "I have a small list of chores for you to do." Uh oh. "First, I need you to organize my closet by color and season, with the shoes to match."

"That won't be too hard." I grin a little. All she runs around in is a bunch of leaves and some boots.

I wipe the grin off my face as she starts to grin. "The closet is right there," she gestures to a door partially hidden by vines.

I open it up and gape. "Lawsey!" There's half a freakin' department store in there!!

"I still am a woman, as much as a plant I maybe. Then you can organize my New Age music by reverse release date and make sure Yanni is in the back, and Enya is the front....and put on of those on, while you're at it." She examines her nails critically, as I feel like I'm gonna yak, if I had a stomach with which to yak.

That's it. I died and went to hell. I don't think I've done anything THAT bad to deserve this.

She gets up a strolls toward her bedroom. "I'm going to take a nap. It's so tiring defending Mother Earth. Afterward, I'm going out shopping and clubbing...I expect you to give me a pedicure... I feel a bit....gothic tonight. Black nail polish, two basecoats and a top coat with my favorite decals." I glare at her. She smirks. "Have fun."

Before I can try to object, she's gone and locked the door.

I hate that *****.

BLACKHEART

12-17-2002, 06:29 PM

1:30 PM

I return to my entertainment room to find Clayface finishing up his tasks. His back is to me as he straightens my shoes.

“Are you done yet?” I scream at him.

He flinches and turns around to face me by shifting his body around. The clay moves like mudslide.

“They’re cute aren’t they?”

I smile widely at him.

“Bet you want to try them on don’t you?”

I laugh hysterically at him holding my left hand over my mouth to keep it in.

I strut my stuff over to him.

“Good you’re done.”

I smile and point towards the gutter.

“I need you to clean the gutters out and give the fallen leaves a proper burial. The change of season brings many casualties.”

I wipe a small tear from my eye.

“After that I need you to pick up all trash around my hideout. No piece of trash is too small. Each scrap of paper can cause major damage to the local ecosystem. It’s now your duty to make sure nothing happens to any of my babies. You can do that right?”

I spin around and knock my glass of water off the table.

“Clean that up.”

I smile at my slave.

“Do it now or you’ll always be an economy sized pile of Playdough.”

Clayface takes a mop and begins to clean up the spill. I sit across my desk swirling my leg around in the air smiling as I watch him work.

“You know I know?” I ask.

Clayface looks at me and asks, “What do you know?”

“You want me.”

I walk over to him shaking my hips.

“Everyone wants me. Course it’s only natural for you to have feelings for me. I am undoubtedly the first female whose talked to you in years aren’t I?”

I smile.

“It’s not uncommon for a patient to fall in love with their doctor. Infact it’s probably all you dream about. Me…” I point to myself with a very “full of myself” look. “Giving you back your humanity. You want me to be the first thing you touch.”

I pause for a second.

“Those gutters aren’t going to clean themselves now are they? Chop chop!”

I slap my hands together.

The Detective

01-01-2003, 08:18 PM

OOC; Why did every one die after I joined? :(

IC: Nightiwng
January 17, 2:32

My vision starts to clear. I can vaugely see the above me. Some bats are flying ahead, schreeching as they go. I start to come to. I try and lean up. Pain shoots through my left side.

"I suggest you lay in bed Master Dick."

Alfred. Good ole Alfred. I look at my arm. It's bandaged from the shoulder to the elbow.

"You took quite a nasty hit from Livewire Master."

"Yeah, I remember a little bit. Where's Barbara?"

"She and Superman have gone to Robinsion Park."

I lay back down. No arm is going to keep me in here much longer.

OOC: Someones yelling at me, I gotta go :D

Barb Gordon

01-09-2003, 10:19 PM

OOC: lol, that happens a lot in RPG's. One moment we're all posting like madmen, the next, it's like we're sleeping for weeks with barely anything to add. Myself I plan on posting as soon as I figure out just what the heck I'm going to do next!

~Barb

The Detective

01-17-2003, 07:58 PM

IC: Nightwing
January 17 2:32(I'm nost quite sure If it's AM or PM but oh well)

I lay back down. No arm is going to keep me in here much longer. ALfred is dusting the Batcomputer while keeping a watchful eye out on me. I wonder if he ever get's bored.

"Dick! What happeded to you?"

A new voice. I don't have to look to know who it is. I was kinda wondering where Tim was. Might was well look anyway. Tunr a little bit to the side. Tim is just coming down the stairs from the mansion.

"Are you all right man?"

"YEah, I'm doing okay. I'm gonna be going just as soon as Alfred will let me go."

I smile a little bit just to make it look like I'm actually feeling better. Tim doesn't look that convinced. How stupid do I think he is? It doesn't take much to know that I'm not in my prime right now.

"Well I'll get my uniform on and we can be going as soon as you're ready."

Alfred turns around at that statement. I thought that might get something out of him.

"I think not. I beleive that Master Bruce wanted you to catch up on your homework? Three day's I beleive?

"Uuuu Alfred, " Tim rolls his eyes, "This is more important than homework."

I guess I'll throw my two cents in.

"Naw, go ahead kid. Finish you homework. You'll never get any peace about it if you don't. Go on."

After some more prodding my Alfred Tim finally gives it up and goes back upstairs. Alfred looks at me. Looks like it's my turn now.

"Just how soon do you think that you'll be leaving?"

"Um, soon as I feel like it. That reminds me, where's Bruce?"

"I believe that he is following some leads as to some plot by the Joker."

The Joker. Well, Barbara has Superman with her. I guess once I get ready to get out of here I might as well go check on Bruce. That is, if Alfred will ever let me out of here.