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 Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2012 9:15 pm
Penance heard Songbird's response loud and clear, "Penance? I read you. What's your location?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:33 pm
Rosie looked over at her twin that was being held by Chinn and gave her a bit of a look. Then she glanced over at Freakazoid and gave him an equal look.
"Ah screw it. I don't have time for this load." she growled. The little girl practically exploded in a flash of red light. Dozens of hands pried the super heroes' grip from the girl, and the ball of light slipped out of his arms. When the ball of light dimmed, Rosie stood there looking up at the heroes. "Sorry about this, but you'll have to be on your own for a bit." she said, glancing over at her twin.
Quickly, she pulled up the bottom of her red dress. Not caring at all who seen her underwear apparently. Tucked just under the elastic of her dress was a belt that looked suspiciously like the one Deadpool wore around. Only...all black and with no logo.
The girl pressed the large button, and the next moment she was just gone. Leaving her twin and the two supers in the street.
[[ EXIT Rosie to Surrounding Areas of Gotham ]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 4:31 pm
Freak blinked in surprise as the other girl poofed away. "Aw nut bunnies. We lost your sister." He grabbed the remaining girl's hand. "Well, c'mon! Let's go on a grand adventure!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 5:55 pm
The last little Rosie looked furious that she had been left behind. But...her shocked expression returned as Freakazoid grabbed her hand again.
"........adventure? Where are we going?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 9:03 pm
Freakazoid smiled widely. "Anywhere we want to go of course! Duty calls!" He made a heroic pose. "HELLO DUTY!! I'M COMING!!!!" He started jogging in place with his hands above his head. "You guys coming?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 8:32 pm
Rosie hesitated, glanced over at the Crimson Chin, then back over at Freakazoid. After a bit of a long pause, she smiled widely up at him. "You know what...sounds like fun!" she replied. And it did. If she was already out of her cage, she might as well make the most of it. And if she was with super heroes...well....maybe they could keep her away from her wardens if the need arrived.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:50 pm
Zsasz kept walking. Eventually, he ducked into an alley. Here, no one would find him. He was already far enough away from his latest liberation to know he wasn't going to be caught by the police. As he walked further down the alley, Zsasz noticed a man standing there. The man saw him and came closer.
"Hey, you lookin' ta buy?" the man asked.
Victor looked the man in the eye. A drug dealer. A zombie that makes most other zombies look almost alive. A rage filled Zsasz. It was base criminals, people like this dealer, that lost Zsasz everything. Without thinking, a hand wrapped around one of his knife handles. This happened under the jacket, so the zombie didn't see.
"Screw you, too, then." The dealer, annoyed by Zsasz's lack of response, turned around and started to walk away.
Zsasz immediately leapt at the man, drawing his knife. His other hand grabbed his hair, his feet landing on the man's back and right leg. As the dealer fell, yelling in surprise, Zsasz thrust his knife through the back of the man's neck, breaking the spinal cord, killing him instantly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 1:47 pm
A little girl's voice tsked. "Well ******** you, too," the voice said lightly, "It wasn't like I needed to interrogate that a*****e or anything." About fifty or so feet behind him stood Hit Girl, her double sword out and her expression annoyed. "Who the hell are you supposed to be, anyway? Knife man? That isn't a gimmick; it's your weapon, moron. They have to be separate. You know, you actually sort of look like a particularly lame Batman villain; if I could just remember which one..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 2:24 pm
As Hit Girl was staring down Zsasz, a crimson-and-gold blur flew overhead: Captain Marvel. He didn't have super-hearing like Superman did, but Billy was still able to hear the man Zsasz killed as he flew over the area, and then he heard what seemed to be a potty-mouthed young girl in that same area. She wasn't talking that way to Zsasz of all people, was she?! That would be flat-out suicide, most likely, Billy figured, since he knew who Zsasz was.
And that led to another question: What the heck was Zsasz doing out of Gotham?! This was not good... So Billy, ever the Cape among Capes, landed down beside Hit Girl, observing her with an air of incredulity; was that a... a glaive she was wielding?! And she looked to be no older than Billy had been when he first got the Power of Shazam.
"Uh... 'Scuse me, Miss," Billy said to her in a soft voice, eying Zsasz warily. "That guy's a serial killer, name's Zsasz. You... had better get out of here. Fast."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 2:47 pm
Mindy stared up at him mildly, fully ready to tell him what she thought of that, but was stopped cold by the costume. "WOAH!" Her eyes widened, and a curiously uncharacteristic, little girl smile spread across her face. "Captain Marvel, Batson, Magic based powers, Strength of Hercules, Wisdom of Solomon, etcetera, Power House of the Justice League of America! And you're real! THIS IS SO ******** COOL!"
Then she blinked, seemed to get a handle on her usual, cool attitude, and the smile faded. "Um. That said, I have this under control. Zsasz. ...He's the guy who puts a tally mark on his skin for every person he's killed. I knew I recognized him."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 7:49 pm
To be honest, Billy was thinking about too many things to act his usual, cheery self. His new-found affection for Zatanna (and trying to figure out how to woo her), trying to figure out why Zsasz was in New York and not Gotham, this girl swearing like a sailor and wielding dangerous weapons even though she looked to be ten or eleven years old-- and she knew his identity and powers somehow. He was trying to sort it all out in his head and doing a bad job of it.
"First off, please watch the language. Second, you need to get out of here. Like, right now. Zsasz is not someone to be taken lightly, even by a guy as powerful as me," Billy said to Mindy, as patiently as he could.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:49 pm
Hit Girl's eyebrows went up. "You're kidding. ...Right?" Watch the language? Belatedly, she remembered that Captain Marvel was only a little older than she was in his civilian identity, and a complete tool besides. So sunny and naive that he made Superman look dark and brooding by comparison.
Whatever. It wasn't as though she didn't have anything else to do. Whatever the dead man might or might not have known, she had amassed enough intelligence to have a good idea of what D'Amico's goals were; she had Chris and his mother drugged and handcuffed to pipes in the ruin's of Frank's woodshop, where nobody would even think to look. Now the only thing that was left to do was to confront D'Amico when he made bail.
"Okay. It's past my bedtime anyway. Have a nice night, sir." She smiled sunnily at him, and then her eyes flicked to Zsasz, and the smile turned into something sharp and more than a little unnerving. "Victor." Without waiting for a response, she hooked her weapon onto her back again, and sent a grappling hook shooting up to one of the nearby rooftops. Machinary whirred, her cape swirled, and then she was gone.
((Skuld, you were totally right. I was remembering what had and hadn't happened completely incorrectly. Is this alright?))
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 2:03 pm
Billy felt the urge to facepalm, but repressed it. After all, he was only a few years older than the girl herself... It would seem strange and possibly hypocritical to criticize a girl trying to be a vigilante. He turned his attention back to Zsasz, and his face became more serious. He was the World's Mightiest Mortal, and he could snap Zsasz like a twig if he wanted; but he didn't want to. He had never wanted to kill anyone before, and probably never would. But even then, Zsasz could be considered a threat; not to Billy, but to anyone else around who was unable to fight him.
Meanwhile, as Hit Girl moved along the rooftops, a man on another, nearby rooftop was crouched down, his enhanced eyesight making sure what he saw was real: A girl, probably not even out of elementary school, was acting like she was... like Batman. Grappling hook and everything. Granted, the purple hair wasn't exactly the best choice for a way to blend in, either in darkness or in a crowd of people...
He frowned. At least Billy Batson had the advantage of an adult alter ego. A child that young being a vigilante was... a stunt Batman would pull. And so would Deathstroke, Apex thought wryly. He wasn't being threatened by Zsasz, Marvel, or this girl, and he wasn't under a contract at the moment, so he had time to kill; he observed Hit Girl's movements, his mind working and projecting the most likely path she would take, given her size and her surroundings. With superhuman speed, Apex moved from his perch, leaping onto a roof, then sprinting across it and leaping onto another, then he repeated the process before winding up directly in front of Hit Girl. Just as he had figured he would.
"You're a little young to be out here at night," he said, his voice cool and slightly mocking. "A young girl armed to the teeth and moving around by roof-hopping, with purple hair? Vigilantism is not a game, girl."
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 3:17 pm
Hit Girl turned to look at him, expression caught somewhere between bemusement and outright irritation. She wouldn't have thought it possible, but this town was getting a little crowded with capes for her taste. "Good," she told him flatly, "Because I never play. What the **** do you want? I'm in the middle of something."
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 3:26 pm
"Mouthing off to a man wearing fifty pounds of body armor and has two Promethium-coated katanas on his back, plus a few guns holstered at his waist, isn't the smartest move, kid." Apex said in a warning tone.
"Why exactly is a girl so young doing her best to act like a cheap knock-off of Huntress? Shouldn't you be in bed or something?" he asked, his eyes narrowed. The idea of such a young girl doing things amused him, but at the same time... something in him figured the girl had to be mentally disturbed to some degree to be doing this.
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