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 Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:44 pm
*Luthor takes the punch, spits a bit of blood, then grins.* Not bad. But like I said. You didn't calibrate YOUR armor to Kal-El's threat level. Let me show you what a REAL punch should do.
*throws an uppercut towards Stark's chest.* Your heart. That's the weak point, right?
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:49 pm
*Heaves and coughs up blood as Luthor's punch connects with the arc generator on his chest.*
WARNING! MAIN POWER SOURCE FAILING. AUXILIARY POWER AT 5%
*Tony drops like a stone, but looks up at Lex, one of his eyes visible through the cracked helmet.*
If... had my... Thorbuster... you'd...
WARNING! MAIN POWER SOURCE FAILING. AUXILIARY POWER at zeeerrr
*The suit depowers and Tony collapses.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:51 pm
OH MY GOD TONY! ::Runs over and covers him with her body:: Mr. Luthor Please.. stop.
He Really needs to get to the lab.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:53 pm
*Ducks in through the hole Tony made in the wall.*
Fly away little bug, your playboy is lost to you.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:57 pm
LIKE HELL HE IS! SCREW IT!
::Calls in One of Pym's many robots to cart him away::
I'll do it myself.
::The robot picks Tony up carefully::
Follow me.
::Flies off, the robot following closely::
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 8:59 pm
Tell them! Tell them all no one is safe! Injustice International is here to stay!
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:00 pm
Why are heroes so much drama? This is exacctly why i have cats.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:06 pm
Oh hello, Selina. Didn't see you there.
*Tosses her hair and laughs embarassingly.*
Love the hat.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:26 pm
This old thing? I found it covered in spiders. I'm training them like I did the cats. We're starting small.
SPIDERS! Make me a hot chocolate.
*spiders decend from hat and weave webs on the counters*
...well they're still learning.
Are you doing alright, Pammy? You were shouting just a moment ago. Melodramatically. You haven't caught that megalomaniacal bug have you? Soon enough you'll be cackling at the full moon and revealing your schemes to poorly tied down heroes...
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:39 pm
::Walks in flipping his coin and sits at the bar.::
"Selina, evening. How's miss kitty enjoying herself tonight?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:56 pm
*Slams the bar doors open.*
Luthor. Where is he?
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 9:57 pm
Not here.
*Leaves, slamming the doors shut.*
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 10:01 pm
Ms. Kitty is seriously reconsidering the brain capacity of heroes who choose a spider theme.
*watches spiders weave webs. One of them says, "that is smoe hearo"*
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 10:01 pm
"Well now, that certainly was interesting. Should spend more time around here. Away from the Bat and seems very profitable."
::Starts flipping his coin and grabs a glass from the bar. He pours some bourbon into it.::
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