July 4, 2018: The world is not as it always has been. Something has gone horribly wrong. On the night of July 3rd everyone went to sleep expecting to wake into the same world they knew but they were all mistaken. The sun that rose over the sky on July 4th rose over a world thrust into the past. Gotham, Metropolis, Central City and hundreds of others were wiped off the Earth in an instant and replaced with their past equivalents. Heroes and villains were warped into alternate versions of themselves. Versions who grew up in and were nurtured by the west and it's dangers. Yet there are a few who- by either luck or the hand of fate- were immune to the spell that changed the world. It falls on their shoulders to fix it.
The Place: Wayne Canyon Wayne Canyon received it's name when the former Sheriff of Tombstone was exiled from the city. Bruce Wayne and his supporters went down into the canyon and set up camp there. They've built what many would qualify as a city which stretches far back into the canyon. Some theorize that the city has a series of tunnels and caves beneath it in case of emergency.
Known Figures
- Bartholomew "Quick Draw" Allen: Wildly known as the fastest gun in the west, Bartholomew Allen rose to fame after winning a duel with Deputy Thawne. He shot and killed the sheriff in the middle of the street before he could draw his gun. Some speculated that he cheated and used a sniper but the witnesses say that he just moved faster than they could see. He now runs with the Bat Gang held up in Dead End Canyon.
- Richard "One-Eye" Grayson: After a particularly nasty mugging when he was young, Richard Grayson was left without a family and short one eye. That was how he gained his nickname but the only reason it is known so far around the world is because he has been the right hand to Bruce Wayne, leader of the infamous Bat Gang, for years.
- Bruce "Renegade" Wayne: Leader of The Bat Gang, Bruce and his allies have actively worked against criminals in the west since they were founded. That being said the gang is really a home for those who wanted to do good but never had the means to make it. The only crimes they are known for are the ones they commit out of necessity. Wayne used to be the sheriff but when the real law came through he got the boot and never let it go. Then again maybe there is more too that story than most people know. Maybe there isn't. All that we can know for sure is that when the lawmen from the east came through they put an end to the peace Wayne built because they thought they were serving the world.
- Constantine: An occult leader who is being hunted through the city of Salem. He is too good at hiding to be caught but everyone else is too good at hunting for him to stop hiding. Not much else is known about this man.
- Oliver the Bowman: A rather avid defender of personal rights, Oliver is one of Wayne's greatest allies in the fight against crime. He was one of Wayne's deputies before Sheriff Kent took over and now he fights with Wayne as a member of the Bat Gang.
- Leonard Snart: A pretty clever criminal with a good streak at escaping the law. Well not good enough... Snart was recently apprehended by Quick Draw Allen and has been serving out a sentence in the Bat Gang's prison quarters for the better part of a year.
- Harvey "Two-Face" Dent: A ruthless outlaw who believes he is delivering the right brand of justice across the West, Harvey Dent earned the nickname Two-Face when he attempted to rob the Tombstone Bank and a barrel of dynamite that blew up too early blew off half his face. Since then he has embraced the name and begun branding those he deems guilty by burning off half of their faces. He had frequent encounters with Sheriff Wayne before Sheriff Kent took over. He has been less active since then.
- The Red Hood Gang: The most famous outlaw band in the west. The Red Hood Gang was founded by the Joker who ran the outfit until his untimely death. After he died there was a great struggle for control over the gang and in the end it fell into the hands of Jason Todd. One of Wayne's outlaws who decided that Wayne wasn't going far enough so he had set out to kill the Joker. The Joker, in turn, tortured the man until he broke. Todd has lead the gang to heights the Joker only could have imagined since then however rumors have begun to spread that it is not Jason Todd beneath the mask.
Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2018 11:23 pm
One-Eye Grayson
Grayson rode into the canyon on a black horse. He wore dark colors with a dark blue bandana and a black hat but most notably he wore an eyepatch over the left eye he had lost when the Joker burned down his home and killed his family. That had been years ago and was not in Grayson's thoughts in the slightest. Ever since the Joker had been shot down he'd seemed like an afterthought and the world had been better for it. While Wayne would never admit it, killing the clown had been the right thing to do. Behind Grayson there were two more riders each holding a rope that was dragging a rather large, pale man with white hair and a whole lot of bruises over his body. Some were probably from the fight but a lot of them likely came from being dragged across the ground to the canyon. Grayson lead them down into the canyon, passed the security checkpoints, passed the children playing outside the makeshift school, passed the saloon, the armory, and even passed the wanted poster wall with a picture of everyone in the canyon. He rode right through to the entrance to the prison that they had made. The prison Bruce had designed for the criminals that they stopped. Quick Draw Allen was standing at the entrance waiting for him. Grayson stopped his group and dismounted before heading over to update Allen. "We got Grundy." d**k said before gesturing back to the big guy they were dragging. It had been quite the fight but in the end his supporters had chosen to turn him over rather than risk being taken in themselves.
"And here I thought I worked fast." Allen replied as he shuffled around his pocket for the keys to the prison. They had hallowed out a section of the canyon wall and built cells. Allen pulled the door open and then went around to help Grayson drag Grundy to his cell. Along the way all of the inmates shouted slurs or insults but both Grayson and Allen ignored them. They were used to the sound of Nigma throwing riddles and Snart making snide comments and the others who were not named were not named because they could not think of anything creative enough to say. Except for the Mad Hatter, he was actually pretty creative with his insults every time and they always rhymed. He'd gotten his nickname when Wayne found out he was poisoning the hats he made people with mercury to drive them insane. It fit so it stuck. Once Grundy was locked up in his cell Grayson went to tie up his horse and then he headed over to the Saloon where most important figures tended to hang around. Bruce was almost always upstairs in the room he had made his own and Allen could be found playing cards when he wasn't on duty like he was now. Oliver didn't hang around the saloon as much because he was in his workshop making arrows and bullets for everyone to use.
"How's the holdout, Al?" Grayson asked the bartender as he took a seat at the bar. The saloon around him was bustling with the sounds of drunks, card games, piano music, and a drunk guy singing pretty well in the corner. At the bar, a familiar face was cleaning out a glass which he then set in front of Grayson.
"It endures, though not for lack of trying. Some cattle ran off in the night while Tim was sleeping." Something about how Alfred said it felt odd but d**k didn't think on the syntax for long "Elliot went out after them but only found half-"
"Tom or Caldwell?" Grayson asked with a bit of surprise. Elliot Caldwell had joined their group a while back and never did anything related to upkeep. He was a hired gun through and through who cared about very little other than distributing his wrath. Fortunately his wrath was turned on the criminals of the world and not the heroes but rumor had it that things had not always been that way. Then again Thomas Elliot also wasn't very interested in helping herd cattle. Honestly it seemed like a job they'd have given Billy or Damian who were their youngest members.
"Caldwell. Sheriff Wayne did not give him much of a choice." Alfred replied. Grayson thought to comment on how Bruce wasn't sheriff anymore but he didn't. The title didn't matter it was what you did that mattered. "Then Oliver ran out of gunpowder and had to organize a train job to get some more. Fortunately he was discreet so no one will know the powder is missing until that train reaches it's last stop at a Luthor warehouse on the east coast. Allen has been on guard duty since he lost his bet with Barbra and- oh-" Alfred caught himself as he realized a part of his recap that he had forgotten about. Part he kept out of his head because he didn't want to think about it. "Sheriff Wayne has gathered a team and is waiting for you in the back room. Something about another job."
"Shoulda lead with that one, Al. You know he doesn't like waiting." Grayson replied before quickly downing the drink Alfred had poured him and sliding the cup back to his long time friend. "I'll see you around." Grayson pushed himself off his stool and back onto his feet before heading to the back room to meet the team that Wayne had assembled.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
Among those Wayne had gathered from the camp stood Pamela Isley, though these days she preferred to go by Poison Ivy or Ivy for short. It wasn't long after Dr. Jason Woodrue experiments had turned her into what she was now that she had dropped her former identity and taken up the mantle of Poison Ivy. Truth be told, she wasn't a fan of the desert she found herself in currently. While she could admire the few plants who had made such a hostile place their home, water was few and far between. It greatly limited her powers and her ability to have her lovely children to aid her. One might question what she was doing in such a place then. The answer was Lex Luthor and his horrible train. Cutting down trees, blowing up mountains and flattening anything that stood in its way. He had to be stopped, and to stop him she had to go where he was and make some...interesting allies. Their reasons were different, but their goal was the same. Stop Lex Luthor. "Howdy Partner." She greeted as Grayson entered the room, tipping her oversized cowboy hat. Time to find out what Wayne had for them.
He wasted no time in giving the small group the mission briefing. The Red Hood Gang had discovered their leader was being moved and planned to intercept the train in New York. Luckily that train was passing through this part of world. If it was up to Ivy, she would have solved the whole problem by dismantling the train altogether. Horrid things that billowed black smoke in the air, while trees and plants were ripped up to make for the tracks. The awful noise they made making homes uninhabitable for the local wildlife. However, she knew she would never win by tearing up one track at a time. She needed to strike at the heart of the operation. Luthor.
The Gang wasted no time in gathering their equipment and heading to the train station. There they spread out, milling about with the general public, and treating each other as if they were total strangers. For her part, Ivy didn't bother to hide the look of disdain, which warded off anyone who thought they might talk to her. Finally, it was time to board. As planned, each of them took a different car. She scanned each person before selected a seat. She didn't really expect any action until they got to New York, but it was still good to know who was in the car with her.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2018 9:21 pm
One-Eye Grayson
The group from Wayne's Gang that had been sent to lend aid to the federal forces was comprised of One-Eye Grayson, Quick Draw Allen, Ivy, Oliver Queen, Elliot Caldwell, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, and Selina Kyle who'd only recently made the jump from entertainer to outlaw. Grayson wore an all black outfit comprised of a hat, eye patch, vest, shirt, and pants, and shoes. The one touch of color was the dark blue bandana around his neck. Never did Grayson think he'd be spending his days guarding a prisoner escort but here he was. d**k had taken the train car closest to the Federal agent's cart at the back of the train. From what he'd seen while they were all milling around the station, there were five federal agents protecting Red Hood and they were all in the same car. Agents Kent, Harper, Waller, Bolton, and Stein were all in that car. Grayson new some of them from other encounters in less fortunate times. They were outlaws after all but he didn't expect to be identified. Nobody else in the gang had been and they were all doing a pretty good job of blending in. d**k took his seat and waited quietly for the train to begin rolling. They had to make it all the way to New York from here so they'd be in for quite the trip. Little did they know that they wouldn't even get half that way. About two hours after the train left the station the first sign of trouble presented itself. d**k happened to be looking out the window when he spotted nine riders on a ridge above them the tracks. They were looking at the train with binoculars but d**k had no way of knowing what they were intent on doing. He got out of his seat and moved through the aisle to the door at the end where he moved into the next train car. Ivy's. d**k quietly made his way over to his fellow outlaw and sat down next to her. "Thoughts on the riders?" d**k asked. Little did he know that Barry was beginning to move back towards them from the front cart and he was gathering each of their other friends as he moved down. Barry was pretty sure what it was and wasn't waiting to confirm it.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
The first two hours were uneventful, but that was too be expected. They weren't expecting trouble until New York, but that didn't mean trouble wouldn't find them early. Ivy sat in her seat, hat pulled low over her eyes as if asleep, though really she alternated between watching the people around her, and glancing out the window. At least until Grayson came to her car and sat beside her. "Could be our friends decided to show up early. Could be someone surveying the land looking to set up a new ranch, or strangers passing through. Be a mighty fine coincidence if it wasn't our friends though." Ivy was, of course, referring to the Red Hood gang, though avoiding the name as to not cause a panic on the train. Just because she kept her voice low didn't mean she couldn't be overheard.
It didn't take long for Ivy to be proven right. The rider vanished from the top of the ridge, but not fifteen minutes later they were riding beside the train. If not the Red Hood, bandits looking to rob the train for sure. The citizens had noticed by now, and frighten whispers filled the car and some began trying to hide their valuables. Necklaces, rings and watches all vanished from view in preparation to be boarded, while revolvers and pistols appeared in hand. Roughly half of the horses slowed down, letting the train pull ahead, well rest kept up and some even started jumping aboard. "Well, I reckon it's time to mosey on back there." Ivy stood and started walking toward the rear of the train.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2018 7:48 pm
One-Eye Grayson Seeing the riders move from the ridge to the side of the train confirmed everything that they'd all been thinking. d**k saw the riders begin to pull their guns and he knew it was time to get a move on. He stood and pulled his bandana over his face but didn't draw his revolvers because he was still trying to keep things calm. Then suddenly gunfire ripped out from the very furthest back train cart. The prisoner cart. "I reckon you're right." d**k replied before pulling one of his revolvers from the holsters and firing it into the air. The sudden gunshot brought a silence over the car because they now looked towards the bandit looking d**k as if they expected a speech about handing over their goods. "Everybody stay calm! My friends and I are gonna handle our little visitors."
Not a moment later did Barry bust into d**k and Ivy's train car with Oliver and Tim. "Caldwell, Brown and Kyle went to help protect the engine. Where do you want us?" Barry's summary was brief but it made sense because they hardly had the time to mince words. He notably only used the last names of all their gang members because they were technically acting illegally. Not that many federal agents would mind when Wayne's Gang came to their aid. "Queen, Drake you two hold down the middle and fire at any riders who come by. Don't let anyone take anything from these people. Allen you, me, and Isley are gonna check on our friend with the red hat." d**k turned and began moving towards the back train car. Ivy was a bit ahead of him and so she would see it first. There were roughly three train cars between the one d**k, Ivy, and Bary were starting on and the Red Hood himself. Two once they moved from their civilian car into what seemed to be a storage car. Once they entered the first car they would all need to quickly duck for cover because they'd find Harley Quinn waiting for them with a repeater. She fired a few rounds at d**k and Barry but not Ivy which definitely gave her enough time to get cover. Barry was lucky that he was a closet speedster and d**k was too because Barry got them both into cover before the bullets reached them. Ivy wasn't alone. Lonnie Machin and Ben Turner were strategically hiding behind some crated to fire at the would be heroes. Where the rest of the gang members were right now, nobody in the train car would know.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang, Civilians, Red Hood Gang Members, and Federal Agents | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
Ivy whirled around at the sound of gunfire in the train car. Already vines started curling around her wrists in preparation to fight whatever Red Hood members made it to their car already. Instead, she found One-Eye Grayson holding his revolver in the hair while yelling at everyone to stay calm. It was a lot easier to stay calm when someone wasn't shooting up the car, Ivy thought to herself. With an eyeroll, she turned back and started heading towards the Red Hood car once more.
A smile broke out when she spotted Harley Quinn in the storage car. Even when she opened fire, Ivy didn't dodge, knowing Harley would never shoot her. "Darlin!" She exclaimed. "Now, what is a fine lady such as yourself doing in a desolate -" She was suddenly forced into cover as Harley's two companions shot at her, one even managing to graze her shoulder. "Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a conversation." She complained. The vines she started earlier were growing once more. If no one stopped her, she would use them to tangle up and disarm Loonie and Ben.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 11:15 am
One-Eye Grayson Ivy was lucky they were in a setting such as the west. When the rival gang members saw the vines coming towards them they didn’t know exactly what to do so they’d simply started shooting the vines. Unfortunately as every cop in Gotham learned, that didn’t stop them. The vines wrapped around Lonnie and Ben then pried their guns from their hands. Even with the two immobilized, the heroes had to deal with Harley. Ivy’s past, even in this fake west, seemed to prevent her from stopping Harley but it didn’t stop d**k. He fired one shot which hit Harley’s hand and while she was distracted by the pain he charged. d**k turned out of his cover into the center aisle for walking and he dove/ somersaulted across the distance to reach Harley. When he reached the end of his roll he was right in front of her and he solved the Harley problem by socking her across the jaw. Harley went down and Grayson stood up. ”Barry clean up here. Ivy with me to the next car.” He liked to keep his instructions during gunfights a little more concise than his taunts during fist fights. Unfortunately for Ivy, as soon as d**k stepped through the doorway at the entrance to the next car a bullet hit him in the shoulder. The pain caused him to stumble and stumbling while between train cars meant d**k fell off the train. He hit the ground beside the train hard and rolled for quite some time but he was clearly alive. The train had just moved to far for Ivy to really do anything about it. She could press forward and see who’d shot him or she could fall back and regroup with the others to warn them about d**k. Odds were Barry had seen d**k rolling or someone else had but the fact remained that he had fallen. Still he was intuitive.
Meanwhile the man who had cast himself as the Red Hood sat with his legs crossed on the ground in his traincar prison. His arms were raised to his sides, bound to the walls of the traincar by chains but the mortal chains did not do what they should have. His legs were bound to the floor so that he could not take more than one or two steps in any direction. Again it would be pointless. Agents Jim Gordon and Steve Trevor were standing in the car with bolt action rifles aimed at the Red Hood. They were much more effective deterants than the chains. Agent Liberty and Bolton has gone to investigate the gunfire and agent Harper had taken a position on top of the train car to shoot at anyone getting near it. Unfortunately for the three agents around the car, this Red Hood packed a secret neither of the previous two has, magic. But not without the particular garment that made him the Red Hood. It sat in a box locked on a table behind Agent Trevor. Jason Todd and Jean-Paul Valley were one train car away from reaching their boss because they’d hopped on specifically once they saw the federal agents pass. Unfortunately that would leave Floyd Lawton being pinched by both Ivy and the federal agents but he, if anyone, could handle it.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang, Civilians, Red Hood Gang Members, and Federal Agents | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
Ivy had some mixed feelings about the One-Eye Grayson punching out Harley. His willingness to not hold back and punch out a woman was great for the fight equality between men and woman, but Harley was her Darlin. How dare someone else lay their hands on her? Sure Harley was fighting for the other side, but Ivy could sweet talk her into coming around. Should she give Grayson a big ol slap for hurting her sweetheart? As it turned out, the problem would solve itself.
"Darlin!" Ivy ran forward to check on her fallen lover. She crouched beside her and gently turned her head. "You got one blazes of a punch." She commented, for there weren't many who could take out Harley in one punch. The girl could take a beating. She planted a kiss on the unconscious Harley's lips before standing up, either to comply with Grayson's orders or to confront him. Ivy wasn't sure which. Then it happened. He got shot, stepped back, and fell between the train cars. A glance out the window would show he was more or less fine, but there wasn't a heck of a lot anyone could do about it at this point. "Reckon that makes us even." She looked to Barry. "Round up the others and spread the word 'bout One-Eye. I've got an escape to stop." With that Ivy proceeded cautiously into the next train car.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2018 9:11 pm
One-Eye Grayson d**k was feeling a bit light headed as he sat up and dusted off. His shoulder was on fire and the rest of his body was aching in pain but he couldn’t stop. He'd endured worse than getting winged by a bullet and a bad fall. He couldn’t let the Red Hood escape. Grayson couldn’t tell what was happening on the train but he knew it was bad. He could hear the gunfire over the constant beat of the train against the tracks and he could see someone fall from a position on top of a car but the train had gone too far for him to tell who’d fallen. Grayson put two fingers in his mouth and whistled for his horse who galloped over. Luckily he’d had the foresight to keep his horse close. ”Ya!” Grayson exclaimed as he dug into his horse’s sides with his spurs and the horse took off into a sprint. He was quite a bit behind the train because he’d taken to long to sit and groan about his injuries but he’d catch up. He just wouldn’t catch up before the train reached its first stop in Tombstone to let off passengers and by then it would be too late. On the bright side for Ivy, Deadshot was suddenly engaged in a fist fight when two federal agents burst through the back of his car. Ivy had an opening.
Meanwhile the Red Hood and his gang were making quick work of the federal agents that had the unfortunate luck of being on the train. Liberty and Bolton were closing in on Deadshot so they'd be fine but Agent Gordon and Agent Trevor were in for a surprise. Jason Todd kicked the door to the traincar open and put a bullet through the back of Gordon's head before he could react. Then Agent Trevor turned his gun on Jason and caught a bullet to the eye from Jean-Paul Valley. The two men took the keys from the agents and used them to free the would be Red Hood from his chains. He smiled and nodded to the two. "You're late." He commended before walking over to his 'hood.' It was a metal helmet really, not a hood. It appeared red but a pearlescent blue shined through anywhere the helm had been scratched. As the Red Hood took the helm in his hands, his eyes began to turn red and when he put it on the world shook. It was like a tremble and most on the train wouldn't feel it. On the train. "Ah," the Red Hood breathed in relief as he felt his powers flowing back into him. "Lets have some fun." The Red Hood mumbled before taking a gun off of one of the fallen agents and pointing it to the ceiling. He fired two shots, heard a grunt, and then tossed the revolver aside. Roy Harper fell from the top of the traincar to the tracks below but he was dead before his body hit the ground. Red Hood opened a portal from one end of the traincar to the other and teleported himself, as well as Jason and Jean-Paul, to the front. They were going to ensure that when this train stopped, it wouldn't start again. Those of the gang who had not yet been encountered began to peel off and flee. Well if it counts as fleeing when it is really just the last phase of the plan. Whatever their boss was doing, they didn't want to be around when it started.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang, Civilians, Red Hood Gang Members, and Federal Agents | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
Ivy didn't hesitate in pulling her six-shooter free and shooting Deadshot. "All's fair in love and war." She said with an airy tone to the two surprised agents. They seemed a little uncertain if she was friend or foe, but Ivy only gave them a smile while holstering her six-shooter. "You can buy me dinner later, right now we have an escape to stop." She gave them a wink before sashaying down the car, stepping over the now deceased Deadshot and passed the two agents.
She knew she was too late before ever stepping across the threshold though. She opened the door to the space between cars to see the one to the prison car had been kicked in. The wind whipping around and the noise from the train itself made it impossible to hear any sounds that might be coming within. Suddenly her six-shooter was in her right hand again, vines curling around the left. When she stepped through she found no one waiting. Just a bunch of dead bodies and one missing Red Hood leader. "Dadburn useless feds!" She seemed more exasperated rather than angry. She opened the back door and peered around to the wasteland. No sign of the Red Hood. Just One-Eye trailing after the train. She pulled her head in. "Get yer useless arses up to the roof. I'll head him off at the engine." She told the two feds before rushing off back towards the front of the train.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2018 3:10 pm
One-Eye Grayson The agents would become a little preoccupied checking on their dead friends and they'd fall behind Ivy. They didn't put to much thought behind what she said and weren't gonna stop a civilian from helping. It was the west, most people had guns. That just happened to mean the end for Mr. Lawton. With Lawton, Harley, Ben turner, and Lonnie Machin all down Red Hood's Gang had been reduced to himself, Jason Todd, and Jean-Paul Valley. It didn't matter to the Red Hood because he could replace his fallen. "Todd, Valley you two walk down the cars and make sure nobody stops us. I'll get this damn thing to slow down." The Red Hood pulled hard on the lever for the breaks causing the whole train to emit a painful shrieking noise as it began to decelerate towards the town of Tombstone. Jason and Jean-Paul took cover behind the coal stacks to fire at anyone coming towards the engine of the train. That meant pretty much all of Wayne's gang. Ivy was the farthest and so she'd be the last to get there. Along the way she'd find all of the rest of Wayne's gang with various setbacks. She'd find Stephanie Brown's hat with a bullet hole and blood but no Stephanie. She'd find Selina Kyle with a bullet in her thigh pinning her down. Selina would tell her that Tim had been thrown from the train but Barry and Oliver had gone to get him. Barry was bringing back their horses because this had gone too wrong. Lastly she would find Elliot pinned down by Jason and Jean-Paul's gunfire. He was shooting back but they were at a stale mate. Grayson had almost caught up to the train engine but that wasn't necessarily good news. It didn't seem like things were going well for anyone who directly got in Red Hood's way right now.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang, Civilians, Red Hood Gang Members, and Federal Agents | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
Ivy didn't wait long or give much thought to her fallen allies. She could hardly blame Quick Draw for fetching the horses. The way things were looking, they would need them right quick. If only the feds hadn't been so useless at keeping the Red Hood locked up until she had gotten there. She ought to write a strongly worded letter. Packaged with one of her lovelies of course. Finally, she reached one from the Wayne Gang who was still in the fight with her, even pinned down as he was. Ivy was quick to duck behind cover a little ways behind where Elliot was pinned down. "Need a little help darlin?" She called over the gunfire. She placed her left hand near the ground and sent her lovelies crawling towards the lone gunman. Maybe Elliot couldn't attack from behind cover, but Ivy could.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2018 8:59 pm
One-Eye Grayson Jean-Paul didn't notice the coal stacks beginning to shift as Ivy's vines made their was through the coal towards the two shooters but Jason Todd did. Unfortunately for Jason, noticing that meant he didn't have time to react to Grayson hopping off his horse and onto the train again. Grayson clocked Todd over the back of the head with his revolver as the vines wrapped around Jean-Paul who struggled frantically to cut them with his knives. He was never fast enough and it gave Elliot an opening to put a bullet through Jean-Paul's shoulder. Jean-Paul exclaimed a series of words that were better left unwritten as he stumbled back. Vines wrapped around his feet and Grayson kicked him in the chest the throw him off the train. By then Jason Todd had regained his bearings and grabbed Grayson. The two traded a few body shots but nobody seemed to be making any real ground. Ivy's vines would have eventually given d**k an advantage but the man posing as Red Hood had had enough. He turned and with little more than a wave of his hand he set off an explosion that shot Grayson over the stack of coals and left Jason Todd unharmed. Ivy's vines also began to wilt and die so quickly it would require a focuses effort to get them passed the coal stack. "Jason keep shooting." The Red Hood demanded as the train slowed even more. By now, they were arriving in Tombstone. Wayne's gang outside of Grayson and Ivy would be little help. Most were injured by now, including Elliot who had been the unfortunate cushion for d**k Grayson.
Company: Wayne's Outlaw Gang, Civilians, Red Hood Gang Members, and Federal Agents | Name: d**k Grayson | Equipment: Two Revolvers and some Throwing Knives
It was difficult to tell if Ivy's scream was one of physical pain, or just at the thought of her lovely vines being burnt and dying, but scream she did. They quickly retreated back to where Ivy was hiding, dragging the dead and burnt ends behind them. She spent a moment cooing over them, telling the vines she'd get the man who hurt them, not to worry. Then finally she peaked around the corner to where Elliot and Grayson were. "Nice of you to finally join us One-Eye. I hope you got a plan." Clearly, she was annoyed, though it was mostly due to the damage done to her babies. Then an idea struck her, as she put her back to the wooden crates she had been using for cover once more. "I reckon now would be a good time for you fellers to cover your faces," Ivy told them even has a flower started to bloom in her palm. She hoped Elliot and Grayson got the message, and if they didn't well that wasn't necessarily a bad thing in her mind. The flower started to produce pheromones that would slowly fill the rooms. Pheromones designed to cause the men in the room to fall in love with her and do her bidding.
