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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:53 am
Donna S Troy Donna stepped closer to her amazonian counterpart. She felt there wassomething more happening than what Diana was telling her. Call it sisters intuition, or the fact they had an empathetic relationship. "Diana, what's wrong." She said firmly, not going to leave it alone. Diana shook her head slowly to the sides as she spoke only loud enough to where Donna could hear her. "I was shot at prior to making entry into this room. Which I deflected the bullet without any trouble. And yet, I feel ill at ease. I'm certain once we get out of this place I will be fine." Diana was speaking the truth then. She knew that she needed to get away from this man made cold, lifeless structure. Possibly then she might be able to have a better grip on whatever was making her ailment worse.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:40 am
Midnighter had fallen silent upon the arrival of not one, not two, but at least eleven new individuals almost immediately before he got the chance to explain the situation. Now there were government heads bashing with superhuman in terms of ego, supposed right of authority, and overall just general dickery.
Amanda Waller and her meta-human bodyguards held one side, while the teen titans and some justice league members held the other, and rather then wanting to work together on the bigger threat, they were trying to pull rank for who was 'in charge' of the situation. Fine, if that's how they wanted to do it, they could knock each other out for all he cared, but there were bigger matters to attend to, and he needed them all working together on this.
"Right? Are we done whipping out our dicks and measuring them yet?"
Amidst the commotion it was very easy to have forgotten that the man in the black trench-coat and the sickle moon emblazoned upon his chest was still in the room. Actually, the fact that he had gone unnoticed upon the beginning of the feud was a little uncanny. Regardless, he had their attention now.
"Good, so pay attention," the Murder Machine said with a slight growl before addressing the group with the scenario.
"I don't really care who dose what with the project, weather it goes to the government, goes to the Justice League, or even if its nuked from orbit. What I do care about is that the people who took it don't get a chance to use it or do whatever it is they want with it. You're all so worried about who gets control of the damn thing and you bastards don't even have it in your possession to squabble over. So get over it, its been taken, everyone here is writing check's their mouths can't cash over something they do not have."
Emphasizing this last point, he took a quick glance around the room. Good, they were listening, best get the rest of what needed to be said now why they were still reeling from his last statement. Taking a small breath, he continued.
"The people who took it call themselves 'The Dark Templars' I myself haven't read the file, but the two members I did see was what looked like the love child of Nazi science and occultism combined with some nasty bits of modern technology, and a man with white shocked hair carrying a katana. They just ported out, and using the same homing beacon that the government placed on their thing, I also know where they are, but I'm not going to overstep my bounds here. I could just as well go off by myself to deal with it myself, but you know what, if you children want to make a dysfuctional relationship work, why don't you all just bash in your goddamn egos and put your heads together and work it out. I managed to figure out where they are within a minute on my own, imagine just what you could all do if you all just take a step back and think about whats really important; Which one of you superpowers deserve the test tube, or keeping it out of enemy hands."
Folding his arms and leaning against the same control panel that he had been slumped over earlier, his eyes took one more look over the crowd, analyzing and thinking before finally.
"There, I've said my piece for now, and unless you pricks figure out how to work together until one of you HAS the project, I suggest you all go home. The terrorists win, earth is taken over by the dark templars, and it could have all been avoided if people could have started working together. So man the hell up all of you."
"I'm beginning to sound like Apollo, damn his optimism" Midnighter mused to himself, but he now waited for the government and the league to work this out, and they needed to soon, the clock was ticking.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:40 am
*After hearing Midnighter speak,Dr. Waller just grinned like a cold hearted b***h and her grin grew wider into a smile as she spoke* "Pardon me Sir,but in this room,All your Dicks don't compare to My bra strap.So lets make that point clear right now. You have all trespassed on private property and you have no right nor business being here. I have video feeds of everything that has happened here,by means which shall remain unexplained at this point. However we are tracking and monitoring where these thieves have gone. Now that I am here,I will be taking over this..ahem..rescue mission. The League and The Titans will go and assist the Midnighter while recovering the Project..I shall keep any government watch dogs off your backs while you attempt this new mission objective."*She then looked at Superman and said*"I submit that Superman is Not to go! He needs to repair his public image. News feeds of his acts against the government agents have been shown all over the internet and cable news. I believe a small press conference to explain such acts can be arranged and his boy scout image will be repaired in no time."*She looked back towards Batman and Midnighter*"Now I do hope you two can work together and deal with this,as I suspect you two have more in common than you both know. Now here take this.."*She pulls out a small hand held device*"This device will help you track and locate the Project..We have always had the ability to track him through special means. Just in case something like this ever happened or He..ahem..got away. Not even his captors will know how He is being tracked,and neither will you. All you need know is that this special device is locked onto his unique signature. We've taken great care to make sure if anything ever happened we could locate and return the Project. Now gentlemen and ladies if we are done here. You can leave this place and go do your jobs. I have kept the local authorities and press away from here for a time. Once I make communication with my people this place will be flooded with Local police,firemen and the like. I suggest you get moving now. That is all."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:57 am
Due to certain story elements that need to be addressed, the Thread is being Locked for a short time until the next chapter of the story is ready to be revealed. This shouldn't take long and will be open hopefully later today. Thank you for your patience and your co-operation.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 12:30 pm
Phantoms-Heart Due to certain story elements that need to be addressed, the Thread is being Locked for a short time until the next chapter of the story is ready to be revealed. This shouldn't take long and will be open hopefully later today. Thank you for your patience and your co-operation. Greetings guild members..and participants in the current role play. This rp will continue in a Part Three role play. Any other subsequent story lines can spin off on their own through guild rp's or through profile comments. So it's up to those who wish to do so,to handle that on their own. However,If you don't have a logical reason for posting in Part Three. Then don't just jump in. As I will be monitoring the rp and if anything outside the realm of the rp is posted. Those comments will be removed without notice. That is all.
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