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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 9:25 pm
The two American cowboys looked at each other and then back at the Tank. "Well Hex, we can take dat thing, cain't we, che'?"/b] Arell said, lighting a cigarette while still pretty dinged up.
"That's suicide talk, boy." Hex growled.
"Ya done died once, Hexie-boy. Let's rock, che'!" he said, grabbing a bazooka from a fallen Commie.
"I like them odds." he said, grabbing an AK 47 from a dead Commie.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 9:38 pm
  Firestar had just enough time to raise a firey shield, when the tank fired. While Angelica just barely managed to stop the shell melting it to slag, the force of the blast knocked her backwards into a wrecked police cruiser. The firy redhead slumped down into unconsciousness. 'Batgirl' fired the Freeze Gun and coated the main gun with layers of ice. Jinx stopped and dove for cover when the machine gun mounted on the Russian battle tank sprayed high-velocity rounds at her. Unbeknownst to anyone, several cracks spiderwebbed up the ice cube coating the Crimson Dynamo....
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 4:47 am
Hex and Arell both opened fire with their borrowed weapons, the bazooka shot disabling the tank for just enough time for the duo to go aboard.
"Don't y'all comrades know ya ain't supposed to drive a tank through a building?" Hex asked, holding the Ack-ack with one hand and his pistol in the other.
"Vot's it to you, you stupid capitalist pigs?" the driver asked in a thick accent as Arell lit a cigar.
"'Cause were de two dat's gonna make goddamn sure y'all don't come outta dis heah fight alive." Arell said, his bazooka slung over his shoulder and his knife and pistol in his hands.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 10:17 pm
 While Hex and Arell were dealing with the tank crew, Bukharin bust free of his icy prison. Jinx poked her head up staring wide-eyed, as the Crimson Dynamo shatters the final vestages of of his frozen confinement. 'Batgirl' took aim at Dynamo with Mister Freeze's gun again. But this time Bukharin aimed his right gauntlet at Jinx, and suddenly the Freeze Gun went flying from her hands and into the Crimson Dynamo's grasp, "No more cold shoulder today. Do svidaniya!"Jinx found herself dodging plasma beams, as Dynamo began to lift off the ground utiliting his boot jets.
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Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2010 10:35 pm
Arell and Hex stared down the tank crew, quickly dispatching them and even shooting the tank captain out of the main gun to clear the ice. The tank pointed at the Crimson Dynamo, with Hex at the gun and Arell at the steering complex. Hex aimed the gun just right at the Commie's face and prepared to fire.
"Tale dat red man out fo' sho'!" Arell yelped, preparing all conditions to fire.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:08 pm
Dmitri saw the alert on his HUD displaying the threat from the T-90 commandeered by Hex and Arell. Also, the Russian was keeping track of how much stress and damage his suit has taken. One more solid shot.... Enough. I'll take this to the Commissar..., the Crimson Dynamo flew straight up giving a moch salute as he did so, rapidly vanishing from sight. [Exit Crimson Dynamo to New York City] Jinx shook with rage standing up in her Batgirl costume and yelled at the retreating Russian battlesuited agent, "p***k!!!!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 9:32 pm
"Didja git 'im, Hex?" Arell asked, suckin' on a soda as he took care of the tank's driving.
"Nah, th' sumbitch's gittin' away." Hex growled. All Arell could thing about was that Crystal was in danger.
"Well come on an' let's roll! We gotta knock his Red behin' back t' Hell!" Arell yelped as the tank started lumbering off to New York City.
((Exit the Danger Duo to NYC))
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:40 pm
Jinx continued screaming at the Crimson Dynamo, "YOU COMMIE COWARD!!! Come back here!" 'Batgirl' stared at the battlesuit's retreat. When the Crimson Dynamo completely faded from view, Jinx placed her hands on top of her head glancing to the wrecked Batcycle and back again to Dynamo's contrail, "Oh man, Batman is going to kill me. First, the Batcycle, then Mr. Freeze's Gun. This is just great. All because of that p***k!" The costumed crimefighter's shoulders slumped a bit as Detective Bullock walked up beside her staring. Jinx glanced toward the veteran detective, smiled nervously, and waved, "Hi."
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 2:46 pm
((enter Arell and Antigua from New York))
The Chevy at this rate was flying on the road back from New York City. Aside from a side trip to a flower shop to pick up some roses for Crystal, it was pretty much nonstop as they flew through parts of downtown.
"Hey, 'Rell? Ever try my special cigarettes?" Antigua asked, producing a fat joint full of Ganja. Arell smirked.
"Cain't say dat looks like any Lucky Strike I evah saw." he said smiling as Antigua offered it.
"Dis'll ease yo' mind a bit, mon. You're kinda high-strung." she said smiling as she lit it. "We pass it back an' forth so we both don't get too much." she said with a smile as she took a drag first and passed it to Arell, who gladly took a drag.
"Dang!! Dis is awesome, che'!" Arell asked, mellowing out enough.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 7:20 pm
Kesshou landed and sighed, her wings were starting to hurt from all the flying she had been doing as of late. ''Now I know why Beast Boy has to take so many breaks.''
She rubbed on her joint between her wings. She walked down the street as she shapeshifted into a blond woman wearing red.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:02 pm
Arell put his hand out the window as he and Antigua shared the joint . . . and a big bag of potato chips and the trip as they pulled up to Crime Alley.
"Da cops never catch me on da buzz, mon. Dey know I got connections wit' a lot of dem hero types." she said as she stopped the Car.
"Damn, that's one helluva buzz, che'. How much I owe ya?" the Cajun asked as Antigua smiled.
"Nothin'. Cowboy, you can always trust me. You an' Catgirl ride for free now." she said as they hugged. "Now go get her!" she said as Arell got out, gaining his composure as Mary Jane's influence got out of his system. He walked up to Crystal's apartment number and knocked on the door.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:24 pm
Kesshou walked by Antigua's taxi and stopped holding her nose tight, the pungent smell of alternative tobaco was too much for her scencitive sence of smell.
''Smells like someone's been hittin the Catnip... Yuck.'' She let go of her nose once she got a slight bit further
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:31 pm
Antigua drove off, the marijuana smoke leaving a vapor trail better than the '55 Chevy's exhaust and echoing thump of Bob Marley.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:40 pm
Kesshou looked up at the man knocking on a door up on the third, and top, levle of the appartment building.
Her large wings fold out of her back, invisible, and flap as a huge gust of wind lift her into the sky and he lands near the man.
''Excuse me. where am I?'' The blond woman looked him in curiosity.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:45 pm
The Cajun scratched his head. "By de looks a' thangs, it looks like you in Gotham . . . an' by de looks of it, de rough part." he said. "Lookin' fer directions?"
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