Hello all and welcome to comics 1837 A Gaslamp Fantasy take on superheros. Those of you who don't know what that is, Gas lamp fantasy (also known as gaslight fantasy or gaslight romance) is a sub-genre of both fantasy and historical fiction. Generally speaking, this particular realm of fantasy employs either a Victorian or Edwardian setting. The gaslamp fantasy genre is not to be confused with steam punk, which usually has more of a super-science edge and uchronic tone.
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It is Eighteen hundred and thirty seven in the year of our lord. Queen Victoria is in Reign. Crime runs afoul in the streets. Vigilantes, masked heroes run around. Protecting the streets, Two society running around the streets. The 'current' day version of the Hall of Doom, and the Justice society of England (The version england uses.) An assassination attempt by the hall, sends England into civil war, The heroes trying to save the queen. Will they succeed.
I like this to be literate, Semi at the least, No text, or Leet speak, OOC to a minimum, No using - - or * * for actions please. " for speaking" 'and for thinking' please.
Pretty posting would be nice, but please, no overly large pictures. or extremely bright fonts.
The heroes/villians are broken down like so
Brawlers, Also known as martial artists, fight with bare hands and slam into foes
Metahumans: Metahumans are born with powers, they range from healing, all the way up to heat vision, or icy breath. They can fly, or leap tall bounds (Bizzaro, Superman,)
Mental: Use mental powers, such as Telekinesis, to fight for your life, or use Illusions to sneak around
gadgets. Gadgets, are used to attack from afar, or get in close (Batman, Ironman, Green arrow/Hawk eye.)
sorcery Use sorcery, charms, and other things. also summons demons to fight. (Zatanna Zatara Circe.)
nature, Control nature, or shapeshift (Poison Ivy, Beastboy)
Earth, Bend the earth to your defense or into weapons or use them as a weapon. (Terra)
Fire (Tank) Fire user, (Magma, Johnny Storm. Firelord) Normally blasts heat/fire from hands/eyes/feet.
Ice (Defense) Empower ice to fight on your side: Mr.Freeze. Icicle and Icicle II
Light. (Based on the Green lanterns) rage (red), avarice(Greed) (orange), fear (yellow), willpower (green), hope (blue), compassion (indigo), and love (violet).
Weapons: Any weapon,from firearms to maces, using latent powers Melee weapons have a ranged effect.
The joker ran, He was in charge of the Hall of doom. He was running from the Justice League. They had been enemies for centuries. The only thing the Joker cared about more then Evil, was Harleen. "Oh.. Harleen.." In big bold letters 'ARKHAM ASYLUM PENITENTIARY' shown over the landscape. The joker's laugh cascaded over the landscape. "HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!" The sound echo'd across the land eerily. He had one objective. Break out the league. As figure head, He had been outside london when the whole team- including his dame had gotten captured.
The mad criminal stood there, a clockwork grenade in his hand. winding up the gear, he tossed it. 'Ping. Ping. Tch tch. BANG' The grenade belched forth smoke and Caltrops. The spiked ball had began to roll and tumble, locking into the ground. Ten seconds later a guard who heard the mechanical whine of the grenade stepped onto the Caltrop and had immediately went unconscious from blood loss.
Running from cell to cell with keys, the purple suited, green haired, yellow toothed Red-lipped maniac, reached forward with his pale hand. This was Harley's cell. The click and turning of the key was like sounds to his ears. The wanting eargerness crept into his voice. "Puddin's Home Harley girl." His smile was deep and almost Cheshire like.
Harley hummed in her cell, she
was bored out of her mind. She crossed
and uncrossed her legs glaring at the guards
that passed by her cell and looked in on her."Oh whatta boring day.." her voice rang
with a boring sense to it. She
missed her puddin'.
Harley dozed off for a few
minutes as she then fell off the
bed onto the floor when she
heard a menacing laugh, and a
massive explosion just a few cells down from hers
then heard a laugh she knew all to well!
Then she heard his footsteps echo on the floor,
stop at her door and finally heard the key open
her cell, she looked up from the floor
and saw her puddin' and squealed getting up and
jumped into his arms."Puddin'!!!! I knew you
wouldn't leave me in here!" she placed kisses all over
his grinning cheeks.
Pushing Harley to the floor he didn't let her know that he liked that. "Get the hell off me you moron." His voice was rough. Hard. Final. Did he care about her? Yes. Would he show it? Never. "Your just a tool for me to use. Now. Get your items and get the hell out of my sight." He growled and slapped her cheek. Not enough to hurt her but to show he was in charge. He smiled. The smile was a mile long. Yellow teeth stretched at her. "You have five minutes." He went and unlocked sir Jonathan crane's cell.
He spent several minutes with Solomon Grundy. He gave Harley enough time to get what she wanted. He did care for her but in today's society men didn't show it. He growled softly. This joker would be the death of him.
Harley blushed a little as she was pushed to the floor, she missed him. she'd show him affection no matter what, she would keep trying to break him. A slight pout touching her face and felt his hand smack her face as she gasped a little. A glare touching her eyes as he turned and left, she ran to the guard area all of them either knocked unconscious or dead.
Harley quickly grabbed her things and smiled wide."Serves them right. Dumb guards!" She glared and kicked one of the passed out gaurds' legs. She smiled and walked as she was about to leave and meet up with her puddin' her foot caught by the door as she fell to the floor, her weapons flying in front of her."Ouf." She blushed a little and got up quickly grabbing her things dusting herself off..
Logan looked over a small beaker, carefully, filled with an odd blue liquid. He stared at it intensely. Slowly, carefully, he poured a strange yellow substance into it. He seemed in a unsually deep concentration. In fact, what he was working on was something one would think impossible. In the beaker were organic molecules, samples of his own DNA, in fact. He was altering them ever so slightly, intent to introduce them into his own body and change it. Of course, many aspects of this were unknown to the era. He, and he alone, perhaps, knew of these things because of his unique abilities. These abilities, he was born with, and had kept them secret from the world, as he did many of his discoveries. However, he was a scientist who worked for the queen herself. He did choose among his discoveries, those things he wouldn't need his abilities to find out, and would provide her and England what was desired from him. He was a naturalist, and chemist, and a physicist. He knew things that no one else had learned in this time and age, and many things humankind would not learn for years, decades, even centuries. Though he kept his abilities hidden, he did make use of them not only in science, but as someone else, a masked man, a vigilante, one might say. He would take action, whatever it may be, that was in the best interest of himself and of England.
He and Solomon watched her fall. Grundy preferred to be be called Cyrus Gold. He took the Moniker "Solomon Grundy" After the nursery rhyme. Laughing to himself, The joker saw Harley trip. "HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!" He held his sides. Oh now THAT was rich. Cyrus chuckled.
Sinestro Laughed. It was too good. The yellow lantern was highly amused.
"Well now that we have our laughs. Let us Escape" The joker prodded the Blonde Jester woman. He was getting to be annoyed. "Come along moron." He growled in annoyance. He kept thinking.
Two cells down the Penguin- Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot Joined them. The black manta, standing by. The small radio crackled to life.
"Scarecrow checking in." Excellent. Radioing back that things were ready, He passed out gas-masks. "Fear gas in route." Laughing, the Toxin the Joker had was released more. The visages of the Guards became extreme perversions of themselves. "'Crow to joker 'Crow to joker."
The Joker pressed a button. "Joker in." He growled at Harley. He was a cruel b*****d. "We confirm you 'Crow. Gases released." Escaping with his merry crew his laughter filled the air.
Logan concentrated as the chemicals reacted, turning green. The DNA changes were complete. He just needed a protectant, a bonding method and an activation of the DNA once it was set. He grabbed a red chemical, the absorption/bonding agent. He carefully poured it into the solution. Lastly He took an orange fluid and mixed it with his concoction. He scanned it carefully, be raising it to his lips and drinking. It would take awhile before he could be certain about all the effects, however, he had an inhibitor prepared just in case there were anything unexpected. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the lab exit. He headed from the lab and to the palace. He could hear voices within the throne room. He kept himself hidden for the moment as he looked around the corner and listened. it was the League.
Harley shook her head lightly as she saw Joker laughing at her, she glared at him more.
Harley ran behind the rest of them staying close behind her puddin' as she stopped seeing one of the guards awake as she put a smoke can and then another can of knock out gas in her gun and shot them in his direction as she giggled and sighed in excitement, watching the guard fall to the floor with a thud, she turned then caught up with the gang.
The Joker Moved silent. The clumsier of the pair- Harley moving behind him. The rest of the league moved silently behind him. This was it. This was their day! The new queen would fall and a new one would take her place. Harley. Or Pamela. Whoever would be best. He was stalking off on the people. He was creating plans. this was it. he was determined. Fifteen minutes elapsed. This was the end. The all. Arriving at the swamps, a button was pressed. the red button was decanted into its slot. The legion's hall of doom- A dome shaped mask arose from the swamp. nicknamed 'slaughter swamp' he lead his crew into the hall. Each room was small, enough for one person. there was only one room to fit two- The joker's suite.
The main seating room held a single long 'U' shaped desk. there was a singular podium- the podium which Joker stood. To his left was Harley. in the five seats to her left were Penguin, Granny goodness (And to an extension her furies), Dr.Crane, Solomon Grundy and The riddler. To the jokers right sat Captain cold. Bane, Joker jr. Bizzaro, darkseid and Dr. Light. He was scheduled for lobotomies soon.
"Welcome to the hall of Doom. Ha ha HA! Myself and Birdbrain over here." He waved to Harley. "Are in charge." A pause. "The idiot and I will be here, the plan is simple. We will be able to assassinate the Queen and take over England. Now here's the plan. The airhead will provide a prostitute to help distract guards, Won't you moron?" He laughed Cruelly and slammed a fist down on the podium, "Doctor Crane and Cyrus here." He motioned to Solomon Grundy and the scarecrow, "Will provide the league with firearms, and toxin." He looked around, "Granny Goodness, you and Darkseid will provide us with Apokolips." He grinned. "Cold, Bane, Bizzaro, Freeze, smash and disable." He looked at Harley, His gaze softened for a half second. Then hardened. "You will take JJ, help him. Take Penguin." His plans were coming into fruition,
[ooc: babe, Text me tonight After 12? I'm going offline at 12:00 but I'll do it on mobile like you either iMessage or textnow. also I realized how I spelled Apocalypse. but it is 'correct'.]
Logan listened in as they spoke. They mentioned a breakout from one of England's major insane asylums. Numerous know criminals, of the most dangerous kind. At that, there was evidence that the source of the breakout was one of the most dangerous and famous of criminals, Joker, perhaps the one among them whom most belonged inside such a place. The heroes could only guess at the intention of Joker and those he extracted. But it was clear they were up to know good. Possible targets were money, resources, and a means to "make a statement." But perhaps the most dangerous that would be one that sought power. The life of the queen herself was a potential, and perhaps the most important target. Someone was needed to investigate the scene, most likely batman, while others would need seacrch the city for signs of criminal activity. Of course, at least a few would need to stay and protect the queen.
Harley sat down beside the Joker and hummed quietly swinging the chair back and forth, she heard him discuss what they were going to do. But all she could think about how cute he was. She got even more lost when he looked at her, she saw his face soften then harden."U..Um 'scuse me Mistah J? but what was the plan again? kidnap some old lady?"
Harley laughed when she saw the images in her head and calmed herself."So then what am I and JJ s'posed to do with penguin dude over here?"
A loud gong sounds. It is now one AM in london. From the queen's throne room the heroes can see the queen on her throne. tthey can see the large ornate palace. Logan from his workshop can hear the Justice league converse about the recent breakout of the criminal mastermind Joker and his legion of Doom. words like 'escaped' and 'plans' could be heard. Clark Kent, Superman to the populace, had heard things with his super hearing. The night was still young. The city of london was bustling. Westminister had become popular in part to the queen.
Heroes. Justice for all. The justice league had heard the explosions from the palace. The flash, had reported that Arkham had gotten broken into. Of course what only Flash knew was there was atleast 12-15 people. He did not see who It was but he knew they were evil. Rushing back, he looked at his comrades, explaining who and what was going on. Charles Xavier, (Prof. X) using his advanced intellect deduced it was the Legion. Any other information could not be found at this point. The Justice league became worried. What if the queen was being assasinated? Poisoned? Could anyone be trusted?
The Legion was hard at work planning. They had been lead into the hideout, not even the heros knew where. The Joker was the new leader, taking over for Alexander Luthor. Who was dead of TB Tuberculosis. It was his plan to kidnap the queen to rule forever.DarkSeid and Granny goodness, was able to start Apokolips then things would be able to be ruled by the Darkness.
Wednesday, January sixteenth 1837
He growled and slapped down Harley right infront of their 'Son' JJ. He growled and showed his teeth. "You MORON." His eyes flashed serveral emotions. Anger, rage, he looked at her. "YOU TAKE JJ. YOU HAVE THE PENGUIN HELP YOU." He growled as his hand wrapped around her throat. He was not amused. "He will be your 'leader' and then you and JJ will distract the guards. any means." He heard her ask about kidnapping and grinned squeezing her throat. "KIDNAP? KID-NAP?!?" He growled squeezing her throat. "No. KILL, USURP." He knew she wouldn't know the word. "Take her spot." He hissed at her. She was really pissing him off to no end. He got up and took an elixer off the shelf. He drank it down. the headache brewing stopped and receeded.