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 Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 7:25 pm
 Ghost didn't recognize the city skyline. "Where am I?" The traveler walked over to a coin operated newspaper dispenser. Russell deposits the correct change, after being taken aback by the price. "Gotham City and it's 2009. I missed the turn of the century, but it's still the future. Now, I'll show everyone what a comeback really means."
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:06 pm
 [Enter from Titan Tower] Flying in across the skyline, Star would probably appear like a flaming comet. Remembering her "trail", Starfire turns off her aura. No need to blow Richard's cover...Landing on top of the building where Richard Grayson's loft is, Starfire finds the place locked. Pulling a key from... who knows where, she opens the door.... and finds the place deserted, as if no one lived there for some time. Looking around confused, "Richard? Where did you go? How much time actually passed?" 
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 12:30 am
((Elesariin and ST are in this post, because Elesariin is too lazy to log in as herself. Deal with it.))
"Well, yes if you could perhaps tell me where he might have gone... you see, I saw someone wearing a... Jacket.. that I think belonged to Mr. Wayne. It had his...monogram on it." Clark had always found subtle innuendo a little difficult.
Alfred raised his eyebrows very slightly. "Ah. Yes. I'm afraid I have no idea where the Master has disappeared off to. I do, however, have a message that was intended for him. You might find it interesting."
Clark mentally shrugged, Of course, can't ever get Simpler. "I'll bite, what's the message?" He asked Alfred.
"Regrettably, I only remember that it pertained to one Lex Luthor and some of his more creative business associates. One of the newer members is supposed to be downright magical."
"I see, perhaps I should gather some of my own... colleagues and investigate."
"I would certainly advise against going alone," Alfred said calmly, "In such chaotic times, who could tell what would happen? Now, will you be staying for dinner, Mr. Kent?"
"I'm afraid not, Alfred, too much to do, I suppose any meetings they have would be occuring at LexCorp?" Hey, I'm starting to get pretty good at this! Clark thought smugly to himself.
"I assume so, sir. I--"
"Um...Alfred, I hate to interrupt the weirdly intense small talk, but I need to talk to you for a second." Terry was standing at the top of the stairs, looking down at the pair with a somewhat strange look on his face. Specifically, he was looking at Clark with a somewhat strange look on his face.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:02 pm
Huh, so first there's a new kid running around in a batsuit, and now there's a mysterious teenager running around Wayne manor, I wonder if anyone will connect the dots? "Clark Kent," Superman said, extending his hand, "Reporter for the Daily Planet and you are...?"
Terry's eyebrows went up a little, but he came down the stairs and shook the extended hand willingly enough. "Concussed, actually. I must have hit my head even harder than I thought." He turned and looked questioningly at Alfred.
Alfred just looked at the pair of them. "... Well, if there's nothing else, Mr. Kent, I should really get back to preparing dinner."
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 10:13 pm
Superman replied, puzzled. "I didn't catch your name."
"Good reason for that. I didn't give it," Terry fired back, "Alfred, why is there a REPORTER in here?"
"I believe he was looking for some information on Mr. Wayne's whereabouts," Alfred replied, his voice taking on an almost imperceptible hint of weariness.
"Yes. Bruce is an acquaintance of mine, and as I was just telling Alfred, I just saw someone wearing a jacket that I believe belongs to him." As Superman spoke, he studied Terry for signs of recognition or surprise.
He didn't get any. "... Uh huh. This may come as a surprise, but the man's got spares. I promise. Anyway, as I already said, I've kind of sustained a pretty serious head injury, and I should probably be lying down. Nice to meet you Mr. Kent."
Superman shook his head. Well, Alfred clearly trusted this kid for whatever reason, and that was enough for him. "Pleasure to meet you too, Mr...?"
Terry, who'd started back up the stairs, shot him an incredulous look before saying, "...McGuinness. Points for persistence, I guess." It wouldn't matter, anyway. Wasn't like his name was going to be in any directories.
Clark smirked slightly. "Well, I'm afraid I have somewhere to be. Good night Alfred, Mr. McGuinness."
"Goodnight, sir."
"Night. So what was that about dinner?" He asked, turning his attention completely to Alfred. God. GLASSES? Was that really IT?! Well, no wonder Wayne had never bothered to mention a secret identity; it was obvious to anyone with eyes. The voice was nice, though. He had to admit that.
Superman turned on his heal and went back outside. As soon as he was out of sight, he took off.
{Exit Superman to Watchtower}
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 6:59 pm
Starfire exited the abandoned loft and started to look in different nooks and hideaways to see if she can find Nightwing.
[Exit to Underground Hideout]
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 11:58 am
“Oh? Do you live here?” Arachne asked, her grin still in place. Alex paused a moment, and Arachne’s grin grew. “I’ll take that as a no. If that’s the case, shouldn’t you be the one leaving?”Alex growled a bit, but didn’t make any move towards the woman. ”Really, I have no interest in starting a fight. Roughhousing after a meal is bad for the digestion.” she continued, stopping on the ceiling. ”So, how about it? Mind if I stay and you go? If you’re in no mood to stay and chat that is.” ”This building’s just been busted up. Aren’t there other nicer abandoned buildings you could stay in?” Alex growled. Honestly, she wasn’t sure why she was so bent on this girl leaving, but she was. Good guess was that she was still riled about everything that’s happened. She did need to bust or burn something. Arachne cocked her head to the side a bit. ”I suppose…but I really don’t mind. Do you know how long it too to find this one? And you’re asking me to go out and find another one? __--~*~--__ __--~*~--__ __--~*~--__ Edel continued walking down the street, still looking around for a decent place to stay. Apparently, she had arrived at the wrong end of town. She had passed a few hotels, but…they were hardly anything anyone should stay in. Filthy, dirty looking places. She’d find a clean bench before she gave them a second look. This was a fairly large city. There had to be at least one decent place.
Pausing a moment, she glanced down at her purple dress, then around at the buildings again. Perhaps she should find herself another outfit as well. At least a good coat. But, these appeared to be second rate shops as well. She wasn’t having much luck at all.
She twirled a finger in one of her long black ringlets and looked around the street. There was a car stopped down the road a bit. Looked like there were some people talking. Women. Suppose she could ask for directions. Though, she wasn’t normally one to do that. Hm… __--~*~--__ __--~*~--__ __--~*~--__ After a while, Jason gave up on listening for anyone and stood to go into the other room to sleep for a bit. He walked into the other room to check up on Rosie a moment, and smiled a bit to himself. Kid was sound asleep on the floor in front of the tv, her doll curled snugly under her arm. Some cartoon was on…two cats wearing clothes on a stage dancing, and a little girl with yellow curls and a pink dress was climbing up a wall with levers. Brrr….rather nasty looking little girl.
He shrugged a bit and walked inside to turn the tv off. He then gently picked Rosie up and took her into one of the bedrooms to let her get a more comfortable rest. He’d leave a few moths around in the room just in case there was any kind of trouble.
Oddly enough though…for some reason he felt like it should be a lot later than what it was. Not hour wise, but more like day wise. Halloween was done over, it was the beginning of November…but it felt like it should be Christmas or something for some reason. Maybe what happened to that other guy, when he spazed and his power went out all over the place, had more of an effect than it was supposed to.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 4:44 pm
The Ghost drifted from cafes and bars growing more disappointed in the future as he traversed Gotham City. At some point, Russell Brewer finally explodes, "I don't believe this! It seems like little has changed! Where is the moon colony, the underwater cities, the hovercars!? Where's my FUTURE!!??!!" After a few passersby stare at him for few moments before continuing on their way, the Ghost spots Gotham Public Library. "Well, I guess I need to start somewhere." The Ghost then enters the library, and then discovers the internet. After filling out information for a library card [bogus, of course wink ], Russell starts to surf on the web. Getting past the first few uneasy moments looking on the web, the criminal begins to get the hang of it and begins to smile. [This is more to my liking, the 'information highway.' It's amazing how everything is contected nowdays. On the computers that I predicted, no less. Maybe this future isn't as bad as I had feared.] The villain continued to explore and learn on the internet...
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 11:11 pm
 Barbara Gordon wheels by a car parked in a handicap spot, and sees an able-bodied man get out of the vehicle. For a moment, Babs glares at the man whos busy talking on his cellphone. After being ignored, she simply shakes her head. "This is just one of those days," Barbara laments. Oracle propels her wheelchair at best speed up the ramp at the Gotham Public Library. She needed to get some research done and her computer system needed an overhaul, Barbara decided she needed to get some fresh air. Babs reaches the library entrance and pushes the large metal button that has the handicap symbol on to open the door for her. Once the door opens, she wheels herself inside. Carefully, she wheels her way to the computers and signs on to one of them. Beside her, Babs noticed the man to her left: a man in his early thirties reading a book on programming while surfing on the net. His brown hair sported a retro hairdo -- his hair seemed to be brushed forward coming toward a point hanging just in front of his forehead. The man was very focused on what he was doing. Then Barbara realized that he was cycling through a small stack of books all related to programming [HTML, DOS, Fortran, etc.] (Hmmm... he must be doing a research paper of some kind.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:37 pm
{{Enter Beast boy from Titans tower}}  Beast boy ran around "STARFIRE! CYBORG! ROBIN! RAVEN!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:47 pm
[Enter from Underground Hideout]  Starfire thought for a moment, and then began to head to Gotham Central Hospital at best speed, carefully accelerating. As city streets blur by, Star addresses Wanda, "Be at ease, we will be there soon." Starfire smiles warmly at Wanda. Within a few minutes, Star begins to slow down on her final approach to the Hospital. When she touches down, Star carefully lowers Wanda and carries Magneto into the ER. "This man needs medical attention, immediately!" a pair of nurses help Starfire to put Magneto on a gurney. Quickly, the nurses and orderlies wheel the Master of Magenetism off. Starfire walks up to Wanda, who is now being handed a stack of paperwork for signing in her father for treatment. "Do you wish for me to stay with you?" //Note I left this post also for Beachbabe so she can follow the thread and that I don't just run away with her character. sweatdrop //
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 9:55 pm
????? "Ummm... I'm hearing something... Would you excuse me for one moment?" Star stated to Wanda and then just walked out the ER glass doors.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:03 pm
Beast boy soon gave up and fell to his knees.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:07 pm
Starfire looked around vigorously and didn't see Beast Boy, even though close. "Um... Did someone commenced a yelling?" //Beast Boy's ears should have picked that up.//
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:11 pm
"huh STARFIRE" He yelled as he ran to her.
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