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 Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:27 pm
Looking like a solid hit with a feather could have knocked him over, he gently touched the side of her face. Not like she could feel it... but... "I... was... setting up the t.v," he said quietly, with a rather sad attempt at his old grin, "You know. Blade runner. Surround sound." He paused, swallowed, and then continued. "And we can start it just as soon as we get you fixed up. Okay? ... I'll get you back to the satellite, and then Batman will..." But Batman wasn't there. "... Someone will fix you."
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:33 pm
"I-zzzt-don't think-zzzzzt..." she began, but apparently was unable to finish her sentence.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:41 pm
"Don't talk," he replied quietly. There had to be a way out of this. There had to be. She was a robot. Couldn't someone just fix her? Even after her power went out? SHE WAS A ROBOT, DAMMIT!!! "...I'll try to have someone... do something. Okay? I know someone who's better with AI than Arcade could ever be. He'll do something. Definitely. Alright? So... don't worry. It's just like... going to sleep for a person. You'll wake up, and we'll watch Blade Runner and eat popcorn. Well," he added with another shaky grin, "I guess I'll eat all the popcorn, but you can watch me eat it!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:54 pm
Steel didn't say anything further. But she didn't understand...why did he want her to be fixed so badly? She was just a robot. No one was going to care that she was completely out of power now. Even if they did fix her, it wouldn't be her. The sudden explosion had damage everything that gave her a personality. Once it went off, it wouldn't be comming back on.
She wanted to know why he was so worried.
She moved her arm, which jerked a bit, up towards him... but the light in her eyes slowly dimed until they vanished. And the robotic arm dropped to the ground.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:01 pm
Flash stared down at her for a minute, almost as though he couldn't... quite... make it work in his head. There was something very final about this. But he was going to fix her... right? No, you're not, a small voice in his head told him, And she knew that. And she was just a toy, anyway. A broken toy, now. All lights and gears and computer chips.
Slowly, his entire body started shaking, almost buzzing, and after a few seconds little crackles of electricity started sparking around him. He was angry. So very, VERY angry. Someone was going to pay for this, and he didn't much care who it was. Slowly, he stood, looked down at the broken robot for another second or two, then shot up into the main part of the asylum again.
He came to a stop in front of Riddler's cell, still buzzing and crackling. The expression on his face was oddly remote... and furious. "You knew where she was," he told him, the buzzing of his vocal cords adding an oddly two toned, inhuman quality to his words, "You knew. You were going to have me play a GAME for it."
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:14 pm
The Riddler was no longer standing by the door. He was sitting on his bed, leaning back against the wall, his hands behind his head, a sinister smile on his face. "Sounds like something I would do, doesn't it?"
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:20 pm
Quite suddenly, something punched him in the gut... but Flash was right where he had been.... "It's all just a game to you, isn't it?" Punch. "All f***ing fun and games." Punch. PUNCH. "Riddles above lives, entertainment above people," Punch. PUNCH. PUNCH. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" Flash clearly wasn't aware of it, but the bullet-proof glass all throughout the facility was starting to crack.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:23 pm
Blood was flying out of Nigma's mouth with every punch. He was trying to respond, but the blows from the Flash weren't letting him.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:28 pm
Flash had given up on talking as well. He punched Nigma one more time... and the super-thick glass that contained all of the rouges shattered. ... With the exception of Croc's cell, as he wasn't contained in glass. Flash turned around, still holding Nigma by the collar, and blinked. Oops.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:34 pm
// ...he and Alex need to attend anger management classes together. XP //
ENTER From Warehouse in San Fransisco
Seeing as there wasn't much else of a place to go, Alcina appeared in one of the many but empty hallways of the Asylum. It was either here, or Gotham...seeing as New York was off limits at the moment, and every other place wasn't very active. Even being some of the worst there was on this planet....she might find someone here.
The sound of glass breaking filled the hall, and she turned to raise an eyebrow down the hallway. Well...she'd find something to do here anyway.
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:39 pm
((Well... Normally he doesn't get mad. You know what they say: beware the nice ones. XP ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:43 pm
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:46 pm
(( Oh, lord, you just helped me out in far more ways than one... ))
Riddler coughed, blood spilling from his mouth onto Flash's costume, slightly smudging up the lightning bolt on his chest. Then, a small smile appeared on his face. "You don't come to the Riddler looking for answers to your own questions. You only get more questions. But as for answers to MY questions..." The smile grew a little. "Question: What is Wally West's greatest weakness? Answer: His compassion." The smile grew a little more sinister with each answer. "Question: What happens when Wally West gets emotionally angered? Answer: He lashes out at a percieved source of his anger in one of the few ways he knows, his speed. Question: What happens when something breaks the speed of sound? Answer: A sonic boom. Question: What happens when the Flash constantly breaks the speed of sound for almost a minute? Answer: Something bullets can't accomplish. Heh heh heh heh heh... Look..." Edward pointed with a purple-gloved hand out the broken opening of his cell.
The other inmates began leaving their cells, looking around. Then, seemingly as one, began running for the exit. Various voices began calling out.
"Fare thee well, Flash Master! We're off to smell the guesswork!"
"Hm... Looks like this zombie was good for something..."
(( Gotta go; be back later ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 1:51 pm
((Lol I figured.))
Flash glared and punched Nigma one more time in the face, knocking him out. Then he zipped after the other rouges, knocking them out as well. Okay... Zsasz, check... Tally man, check... Penguin, check... Freeze... where was Freeze? Oh, shoot...
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 2:49 pm
Killer Croc said through his door, a hungry glint in his eyes, "You'd have to do better than that against me, Flash. I've been hit by Bane."
Jervis Tetch, better known as the Mad Hatter, using the distraction created by Flash noticing Mr. Freeze disappearance, managed to escape.
[exit the Mad Hatter to Gotham City]
A figure that hadn't spoken the entire time walked out of his cell, and with a movement that was very reminicent of Batman, fired a line up through a window and zipped out.
[exit Prometheus to Gotham City]
Calendar Man sat silently in his cell, making no moves to escape; Sunday was a day of rest, after all.
Warren White, known as the Great White Shark, had done the same thing as the Mad Hatter, escaping in the confusion.
[exit the Great White Shark to Gotham City]
Mr. Freeze had been forced to stay in his cell, in appearance. In truth, the punching had also broken the access panel to a small path with the same cooling system his cell possessed. It was how the guards moved him with endangering Victor's life. The door closed behind him with a click, and he walked down the hall, with eventually lead to wherethe Asylum kept his cryosuit, freeze gun and all. Donning the familiar suit, he fired at the wall, then puched it. The wall gave way, allowing him to escape into the city that caused his beloved's death.
[exit Mr. Freeze to Gotham City]
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