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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 10:12 pm
Bruce sighed over the communicator. "I understand that everyone is trying to help out while the major heroes are missing. I appreciate this. What I don't appreciate is everyone using my Batcave as a clubhouse. Now I am going to take a look at all mission reports from the last few years and see how everyone has been working. If people haven't been making reports before they need to start." He looked at Crystal. "I am going to start coordinating your missions and would like to at least be filled in when someone goes and does something."
He paused for a moment. "Now back to my cave being the new hot spot for all heroes. This needs to stop. There are several Titan towers all over the world and the Justice League orbital base that people can use to gather. Sense there is no real continuity on this Earth I would suggest that everyone use one or two places to meet up. The orbital base is the most protected and secure location and I would advise that you use it."
He stopped again, one could almost hear the glare he was giving someone. "Now on to people masquerading as other people. I am sure anyone doing this is doing it out of good intention but do keep in mind, in this universe where people can pop up at any time, that the original of that hero might show up at any time. Be ready to give up that identity."
"Now, if anyone wants to use my vehicles, ask me first. Now that I'm back I would appreciate it if I could know when, how and by whom my vehicles are being used." Bruce rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"I'll be picking a few people to go to the Justice League base to make sure that it is in working condition. Once everything is confirmed working we will be gathering there instead of my cave. People with technical experience and/or knowledge of the orbital base, please volunteer to go up now." He stopped one last time.
He then looked at the com. "If anyone needs to get a hold of me Catgirl, Robin and Nightwing will have my new communicator address." He turned the com off and reset the address on the frequency.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 9:18 pm
When Nightshade noted the swift movement of Alexi, the veteran vigilante ported against the wall leaving a shadowy copy of himself where he previously stood, "Still.... you could have simply knocked as opposed to sneaking in. That is straight up B&E."
Oracle shook her head and rolled her green eyes. With a deadpan expression, Babs interrupted, "Hey, would you two mind stopping the d**k-sizing and get back to the topic at hand?"
Oracle's mind heard the broadcast from Bruce... which was odd to say the least. When he mentioned about the 'clubhouse', Barbara began to wonder exactly what state the manor was in when Bruce got home. Also, the redhead noted about the 'masquerading' line and guessed Bruce found out about Jinx, I bet that was an interesting conversation...
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 10:23 pm
"Ah yes, the topic at hand," Apex said, a subtle snarky tone in his voice as he spoke and turned back to Babs, deciding Alexi wasn't worth his attention anymore.
"Nightshade and I were discussing how to get into that base. The plan we came up with is simple: If these people are so willing to kill Titans, then give them someone who knows of the Titans very well: Me. You're to send I.O. an anonymous email, pretending to be the Calculator, and convince them to hire me. Once I arrive I'll look over the base. I doubt they will simply let me leave, so it may take days or weeks after my arrival to get back to you, either through email or face-to-face," he said to Babs, his deadpan tone never wavering.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 10:38 pm
 Alexander "Alexi" Stark Romanov Let me wrap my arms around you
Suffer the Trespasses that you‘ve made
I will take your pain away, forever and a day
If you‘d just call out my name, just whisper it
§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲ Alexi simply sighed and shrugged before looking around the area once more. "Sooooo... Will someone be willing to share their knowledge?" ▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§
When you feel that something‘s wrong
I‘ll shelter you and keep you warm
I‘ll never let you walk alone
I loved you when you still hated me
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2012 9:48 pm
Oracle nodded at the newcomer, "Alright, come and check out the data I have up here on I.O. -- International Operations, which has been acting like a 'Shadow Government' with its own agenda. In order to solidify their control, they've been developing 'Super-Powered Beings' to use as a strike force -- looking like they are planning a take over in Washington and beyond. I heavily suggest you look over the Genesis Project that's outlined here. I.O. is working on the thirteenth generation of these operatives."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2012 4:43 pm
Alexander "Alexi" Stark Romanov Let me wrap my arms around you
Suffer the Trespasses that you‘ve made
I will take your pain away, forever and a day
If you‘d just call out my name, just whisper it
§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲ Any emotion that was portrayed upon Alexi's countenance swiftly perished as his face turned cold. "Super....powered...beings..." he ground out...his voice like ice. It was just like Russia...those sons of bitches. Alexi's eyes seemed to glaze as nostalgia began to settle in...all those horrid things that they had done to him and his fellow...lab rats for lack of better terminology. They took him away from his mother...the luminous Black Widow, and made him into some...abomination. Alexi's hands squeezed into fists before he threw away the mask of anger...he had to...keep...control. He let loose a deep breath and looked back up at Oracle. "Then they must be....terminated or at least postponed in their operations..." He looked through the files, analyzing every detail. Some things were unknown to him as he was gone for such a long time in the Alps but with some studying and poking around...perhaps he could cover all the topics. Thus, he began to take visual notes and pictures of the files as the shadows began to climb up upon him once more...himself seemingly ready to teleport here soon after he completed his evaluation. Nodding to himself, he watched all of the rest before nodding towards them. "If you require assistance...call this number." He tossed Oracle a piece of paper with his name and number on it before vanishing in the shadows once more. [ALEXI EXIT] ▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§▲§
When you feel that something‘s wrong
I‘ll shelter you and keep you warm
I‘ll never let you walk alone
I loved you when you still hated me
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:49 am
Oracle's eyebrow shot upward, when Alexi dissappeared right beside her, "Not sure if I'll get used to that..." Immediately turn to the computer, Oracle was all business as she used the satelite relay to track where Alexi teleported to through the bug she casually slipped on the back of his belt -- especially since Babs always was such a light touch, I would have been such a good thief. Catwoman, eat your heart out. "Okay... It looks like our most recent visitor just went to Salem, Massachusetts. Does anyone have a clue why?"
With the War Room 'crowded', Oracle still could respond to Bruce Wayne's message..... yet.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 2:07 pm
"No. Now, back to what we were discussing earlier: Getting into the base..." Apex said. As soon as Alexi had left, the man didn't matter anymore to Apex.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 9:51 am
"As much as I detest the idea, I believe you're right Apex. That does seem like a workable plan. I'll start setting everything up," Oracle began to type on the computer to bring up some of her programs to set up an alternative online ID.
Songbird felt a little over her head with everything, so she simply asked, "I take it we just need to hang loose until we're ready to strike? Well... I do need to, at least, check in with Lt. Garfield in Central City, since I linked up wiht you guys."
While Babs motioned for Songbird to take a seat next to her, Nightshade pulled Apex aside out of immediate earshot of the ladies, "Apex.... We do have two of their 'programed' assassins in the holding cells. We still have no idea who they were before Stonewall, and by extention I.O., before they had them brainwashed. There is a serious risk here."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 9:56 am
"So what are you suggesting we do about this?" Apex asked. "Interrogate them? Execute them? Torture them? I can do any of those." he continued, his tone deadpan, and yet there was not a hint of sarcasm. He was fully prepared to do any of what he suggested.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 10:01 am
Nightshade shook his head, "These men are 'conditioned' to resist interrogation and torture... But what I'm concerned about is you... I'd hate to see a fellow serviceman lose his everything that he is to I.O. Do you understand what I'm talking about?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 10:11 am
Apex was silent a moment, mulling this over, and said: "I have very little that they can take."
It was rather sad, but it was true: Apex didn't have much left to him, apart from his search for his mother. He had never had a proper childhood and had been very withdrawn for the past two decades; the only thing they could even try to take away was the burning desire to locate his mother; and that was so ingrained within who he was, that it would be very, very difficult to do.
"And even then..." Apex continued slowly, "I was trained to resist brainwashing. And having already been indoctrinated by the Marine Corps, then by Deathstroke..." He shook his head.
"You don't know me; you don't need to worry about someone you don't know," he said, before moving away.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 4:28 pm
As Oracle was making final preparations to disguise herself online as the Calculator, one of her little notices popped up. Something collided witht he Watchtower. Blue eyes widened, as she pulled up direct information on her PDA. Looking for comm signals, Babs saw that Batman's comm was on the scene, Perfect... Of course he'd got there when this happened... "Oracle to Batman, what's going on up there? And does the Watchtower need any assistance? I can get you some help within a couple of minutes, if you want it?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 10:17 pm
Beast Boy Garfield Logan  Gar finally came back to reality when he realized his show had ended. He had no clear idea how much time he wasted watching that show. At this point Beast boy had completely forgotten what he was supposed to do, all that was clear was that he needed to talk to that Kesshou. He held his head, "What was it, Orcale?" He asked himself as he walked. He continued walking.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 5:53 pm
(hey I SEE, can you PM me? Need to ask you a couple of questions -- trying to head off a disaster.)
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