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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 10:10 pm
Harley... As content as a lovesick puppy yearning for its favorite human, she'd come at his beck and call, and lick his boot heel if he so commanded it, but for now he'd be satisfied enough with bringing her heartache, the thought of her suffering at his expense, a delicious poison on the tip of his tongue. Playfully blowing her an air kiss after she hugged him close, he smiled and rocked back in his chair, not a word uttered, seated several chairs away from her, never keeping her satisfied. All the while as various new players arrived, Each soul rallied between the other, as Eobard proposed his plan, all there listened, some more reluctant then others, but none more so indifferent then the clown who sat quietly toying with a loose bit of string on his jacket, while the rest made demands. It was that calm uncertainty that could stir discomfort in the room, Joe was a wild card, his loyalties as sound as a paint stained box of marbles, docile one moment, riddling the room full of bullets in the next...if he wanted, without a single slip of fear or hesitation it would cost him his life. When Deadshot declared he wanted to be financially compensated for his efforts, Joker laughed, bone chilling but strangely sane almost, it was no secret the pair hardly got along, "-Your participation is voluntary Floyd, like helping feed the homeless, only with bullets and not day old spaghetti, the end result achieved is the prize..." pausing, Joe leaned In yanking his feet off the table, glancing at Reverse "-still Doesn't take a genius to see you aren't telling us everything, skip the foreplay Speedster, I want to eat my cake now..." Non challantly, he casually yanked the string, the corner of his greasepaint dirtied jacket unhinging from the fray as it fell free from his grasp to the floor. And then Quinn spoke, and Joker nearly lost his s**t, quite possibly might have leapt over the top of the table and strangled the poor girl with his bare hands, "-Sweetie Pie, need I remind you... Batman isn't going anywhere, his death is for me, and me alone! Death is far too easy, I want him in the Cuckoos nest, battered, broken, and bat s**t insane, consumed by his bitterness!" Lifting his burning emerald gaze from off the dusty floor, he smiled... Far too many teeth filling full a mouth of blistering red, as if the sudden thrill of breaking the heroes mind, curled his toes, "-and so, while I don't like others playing in my sandbox, Count me in darling, this is roller coaster I don't intend to get off," for now. Joker would have concluded, his loyalties to anyone as questionable as the purpose of the playing card itself...
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 10:17 pm
 It had been far too long since, Sara Lance had strode through the dark streets of Star City. Too long, to be precise. Since she, along with Ray Palmer, Dr. Martin Stein, Jefferson Jackson, Mick Rory, Leonard Snart, Kendra Saunders and Carter Hall had been recruited by a Time Master called Rip Hunter. They were assembled into a rag-tag team of superheroes and supervillains, known as the "Legends". Each possessing a particular set of useful skills/abilities, while also having a minimal affect on the recorded timeline, in an effort to stop Vandal Savage from conquering the world. Rip's goal was to have the team travel throughout time and defeat Savage, as well as the corrupt Time Masters that were aiding him and prevent the deaths of his family before Savage's rise to power could happen. After succeeding in their task, the team's purpose changed, with Rip Hunter intending to protect the timeline as a former Time Master. The team, dubbed themselves the Legends, and have sense engaged on adventures to cleanse the timeline from the effects of aberrations. Traveling throughout the different timelines has been quite the adventure for Sara and her fellow teammates. Sara was certain that at a much later point in her life she would write a book of all the adventures they had taken. Something to check off of her bucket list. Having flown back to the normal time line, on the Waverider, for some downtime, Sara slowly descended the cloaked ramp of the ship. Not particularly planning to do anything other than to gather in the sites, check up on family and friends as she strolled along the sidewalk, walking past several tall building structures. Semi lost to her thoughts when she heard a commotion not too far off from where she was located. Drawn towards the sounds of a scuffle of some sort, she knew trouble was amok. Luckily for her, she always came prepared to a fight. Using cover of darkness from shadows, she cautiously approached closer to the situation. Seeing an armada of armed men closing in on one individual in the distance. Sara knew it was only a matter of time, until that man pulling a solo act would not have an out. This wasn't considered a fair fight, nor were the odds in this man's favor. Reaching into her coat she removed an orb from her pocket, instantly tossing the object out towards the gathering of assailants. The object rolled with speed until it came to a stand still, two lights along the surface of the orb shifted from blue to red, signaling a high pitched sonic cry. The sound ricocheted out in all directions, piercing the air with a ear drum numbing scream. The sound seemed to be endless, as the sound increased in intensity and pitch which would cause the assailants to grab at their ears in agony hoping that the pain from the sound would soon drown out. While the group was distracted with the piercing sound that lasted all of twenty seconds, two men that had been crouched down in agony soon crumpled to the ground, lifeless. In their backs, Chinese stars were embedded along a pressure points found between their neck and shoulder blades. The piercing sonic cry sound had provided a silencer sound barrier for the sound of incoming weaponry projected at those who were cornering in the solo vigilante. Two more men were taken down by stars, as the others would slowly start to recover from their ear ringing experience. That would also be the cue of backup appearing, as the White Canary made her appearance known by taking out an armed suspect from behind low to the ground, working her way up.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 3:39 pm
Green Arrow found himself fighting a losing battle and without any back up coming, to his knowledge, it didn't look like the tides were changing anytime soon. As he was now being held unable to defend himself by two low lives, while the rest wailed on him varying from kidney shots, knees, and sucker punches that he'd certainly feel in the morning. That is assuming there was a morning to get to after tonight. He spat out blood on the thugs as his offense---which technically really wasn't offense at all---and tried to overpower the ones holding him only to fail at trying. While he took his beating, his eyes caught way of something, watching it roll near the feet of the men beating him down and stared at it until the object stopped completely. Next, he watched as the orb sent itself in a frenzy of red and blue lights. At first it had Ollie believing the cops had arrived, but the sound that emitted from the orb was far from SCPD's sirens. No, he knew that sound all too well. The sound was enough to distract his attackers as they dropped him allowing for him to recover from the beating he just had previously taken. Meanwhile, Ollie pulled out two ear buds and put them into his ears to plug the Canary Cry. Working with Black Canary taught him to always have them present on his person. GA now stands back up to his feet and recollects his bow. He studies the Chinese throwing stars embedded in two of the men noticing they were threw into vital areas and that they weren't getting back up anytime soon. Two more men saw he was up and began to head his way but were too put down by the stars just as he got into fighting stance again. Soon enough she showed herself at last and Ollie couldn't be anymore thrilled and surprised. "Thanks for the help. But I had that under control." he lies with a smile. He raises his bow quickly draws an arrow to fire at an assailant trying to sneak up on the White Canary and continues toward her. As he turns to see who's still standing, he sees ten now recovering from the canary cry's effects. "I take the left. You take right." he says, before heading to the left side to deal with his remaining five.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 5:33 pm
To have both Circe and the Joker agree to the man's terms and willingly become part of Thawne's proposed 'Legion'? Grodd was impressed. Both of the two had a strong reputation in terms of their respective nemesis. Grodd cared less for the rest of those that had offered to join so far. They were more or less expendable in Grodd's eyes. Hence he reason he didn't even entertain the female clown with a response, let alone a glance. An alliance with Thawne and Circe alone would benefit him greatly, not that he would admit it. "I am loathe to admit it..." He started, voice gruff" But your proposed plan does have some worth, Thawne."
"While I loathe mankind in all it's cursed forms, my singular hatred of the Flash and his accursed Justice League is even greater." Grodd stated, eyes glaring directly into those of Thawne's. He didn't care for the man, or any speedster for that matter, regardless of their alignment. But he respected him in a way. He was no fool and his schemes were well known. "I would be a fool to throw away an opportunity to cast down my enemies. ..I will join your cause Thawne. "
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 5:53 pm
Sara couldn't help but smirk slyly in response Green Arrow's remark, "Thanks for the help. But I had that under control." Keeping her comical, witty lines for another time. With adrenaline pumping wildly in her veins, she was ready for the next round. Eyes darting towards the arrow shot behind her at an assailant that was attempting to get her from behind. "Thanks!" White Canary said in a firm, appreciative tone towards Green Arrow. "I take the left. You take right." Nodding her head in agreement, as she moved off to the right. Sometimes it takes two to tango. Reaching along the backside of her duster, she removed her expanding bo staff moving into position along the floor. The five assailants circled and surrounded her on the floor. Taunting her at first with fake jabs, only for all to begin attacking her instantaneously. Showing no hesitation, she moved with ease rotating her bo staff in hand along the length of her right arm. Swiftly turning her body clockwise towards two of her attackers, tossing them backwards and off balance with the weighted momentum of her swing. Sweeping downwards, catching the knee of an assailant which she repeatedly whipped, until he caved laying on the ground in agony. Not allowing another who dared to sneak up on her side, reaching into her coat with her free hand to remove a throwing dagger. Tossing the weapon in a firm fluid motion towards the secondary attacker, as he soon collapsed with a sickening thud. Two down, three to go. Taking a moment to reevaluate the situation before her as well as with Green Arrow before continuing her fight with the remaining thugs. Catching a kick thrown at her staff, she purposely took advantage of the situation by breaking down the bo into two batons thoroughly using the space between herself and the attacker to play upon his ribs as if they were part of a xylophone. Roughing him up good, she was going to make these thugs pay for picking on the wrong man. As the third man dropped, number four and five seemed hesitant now in taking her on. The fourth ran at her full force, while the fifth guy lingered slightly as if he was trying to make a decision on whether or not to stay or run. Canting her head down slightly as the man came at her attempting to box as if they were in a ring. Using his own fighting technique, she retaliated and took him out with ease by responding in sync to each punch he threw at her. As he punched, she dodged, only to weave and punch back adding a few of her own personal hits along acupressure points throughout his body. As the man dropped, she lifted her eyes to meet face to face with the last man standing. The remaining assailant acted as if he was going to go after her, but panicked and began to book it out of there. She was not about to let that man get away. Jogging over to where the orbicular sonic device was located, snatching the device up she depressed a button where the red light began to flicker wildly. Chasing the subject briefly before she threw the orb towards the man, as if it were a fast ball. The seconds ticked away, as the orb soared in the air. As soon as the orb made a connection with the object in motion, the timer detonated, instantaneously blowing up its target. Standing there regaining some of her stamina, as she watched the flickering of flames and smoke billow up into the night skyline. She didn't stay long, turning on her heels she made it back towards the Green Arrow to check up on him and his situation.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:42 pm
Location: Ysmault Date: months prior to the meeting Near the Great Lake of Blood, Atrocious created new power rings to search for new worthy members to the corps. Lack of members were growing a bit concerning to the Red Lantern leader himself. He needed somebody he can trust, someone who has enough rage to aid him in his crusade against the guardians or anything worth avenging for. Foraging the new rings, he said the oath "With blood and rage of crimson red,
Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead,
Together with our hellish hate,
We'll burn you all--That is your fate!"
The rings then jolted up into space finding new members. The rings flew to planet to planet, some found worthy users in a nick of time, the others were still searching.  Location: Our Solar System Date: Present After seeing his master Atrocious pursuit the Green Lantern, Dex-Starr decided to wait for him. Minutes had passed, and the typical house cat has lost his patience. However his knowledge of Superhuman beings on Earth was very conflicting to him. While licking his paw, he notices a red lantern ring entering Earth's atmosphere. Has the Red Lantern Ring chosen another Earth Dwelling creature such as himself and Rankorr? The curious cat followed the ring cautiously in a low profile way. The ring found it's way in a city called Star City, flying street to street. Landing on an alleyway after seeing the ring flew closer to the ground, Dex-starr reverted to his normal look and watches the rign. It appears that the ring has chosen the White Canary. He hid behind a trash can watching the ring levitate slowly to the white Canary, the ring spoke to her. "Sara Lance, you have great rage in your heart. You are worthy to wear the Red Lantern Ring" as soon as it spoke it fell to the ground lifeless. The ring has chosen her because of her history of after the Lazarus Pit. The vengeful spirit within her has sparked it's interest and it is up to her whether she would accept Atrocious' gift. Approaching out of the trashcan, Dex-starr walked closer to her and purrred as he rubs his head on her leg. Location: Meeting Room at Gotham Date: Present After a steady silence after Atrocious pointed his ring at the speedster out of fear of a trap, a funny looking human being entered the room. Losing his focus, he lowered his ring. After the clown has spoken, Atrocious thought to himself. "Was this a joke? Did this strange impulse lead him to a prank? Perhaps a distraction to a cynical plan to capture him and deliver him to the guardians?" As new comers came, it didn't take him long to realize that he wasn't the only one invited to this shenanigans. So he decided to stay until something happened. A strange looking female human then seems to be vexing him about pairing him with the other female human. He let out a growl. However the odd and cold looking human has great rage in her. What had caused her to be like that? She could possibly be a potential member to his corps. Out of the blue, Sinestro entered the room. Out of response to his rage, Atrocious grabs Sinestro by the neck and slams his back to the ground. "You came here to annihilate me Green Lantern!?" just before he could strangle him even more, he noticed Sinestro wasn't sporting the Green ring but instead the ring of fear. Just before Atrocious could say anything, the speedster has spoken and cleared things up that it was he who brought him here. How can a mere human can do that? He loosens his grip on Sinestro and drops him to the ground. It appears this meeting's purpose was to form an alliance. With an alliance, he can finally defeat the guardians. "You seek an alliance? I am willing to comply, however what is your plan? I'm pretty sure my rage can easily defeat your pathetic enemies."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 7:09 pm
An arrow whistled by his former attacker's feet as it exploded into a puddle of quick-set glue. Green Arrow charged head on while they were attempting to escape and once close enough returned a much owed right from before along with a series of quick strikes to knock one of them out.Then to the other, a swift back elbow whilst turning, swinging his bow to strike the third assailant who deemed themselves being sneaky. From there he'd follow up with another strong right to further put incapacitate the assailant. Lastly, GA faces off with two more guys angrier than the last batch. Though, truthfully if anyone should be mad here, it should be Ollie. They headed towards him giving him time to draw the bowstring back and fire two arrows at the same time. The arrows bounced off of each other going into one's knee and the other's upper left shoulder. They each yelled simultaneously in agony but their screams didn't phase Green Arrow. After he was done dealing with them, GA turned to see how White Canary was fairing against her five and to his shouldn't be surprise, saw her coming towards him. "Don't look at me like that." he says in his usual tone.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 11:26 pm
She crossed her arms and scowled at Eobard. "Oh... NOW, you're interested in helping me go back in time? What about all that nonsense about 'irreversable damage to the future and past' or that crap story you gave me about being unable to save Ronnie... Flash isn't the only speedster here. You're just as guilty." She shook her head and moved closer to him, her hands began to emit a frigid frosty aura about them, causing it to steam when clashing with the climate inside the factory.
"How can I even TRUST you after that? Why should any of us believe you?" Her glare started to glow and the temp in the room began to plummit as if all the warmth had been sucked out of it and they were next, "You're no better than THE FLASH!" Killer Frost shouted at Eobard, very past the point of being infuriated. "You LET Ronnie die and then denied me your help... Maybe it's YOU who I should go after..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 11:46 pm
 ~ ENCHANTRESS ~
Her attention moved to each individual in the room, but most of her attention was on Circe. That being was dangerous, Enchantress could sense far more than any other in the room could, and Circe was practically eminating power and magic. She knew that somehow... she needed to own that power. Ignoring the cold woman in the room, Enchantress faced Eobard -also ignoring Circe's little comment about learning something- and spoke, "If you can keep my attention, quick one... let's have some fun." Her dark look took on a more sinister smile that spoke just what kind of 'fun' she had meant. Murder, chaos, etc... you know, The works.
She toyed absently with the dangling chains from her body as she eyed a few of the others in the room. She wanted to kill a few of them now; maybe the murdering clown... and the red one of rage. Yes, that would make for a rather interesting night indeed. "When do we begin?" She asked, cockily, ready to kill people in mass quanities. She didn't even bother asking if it was allowed to murder teammates, she knew in her darkest of hearts... the answer was always yes. For if they died, then they were too weak to life and be on the team.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:17 pm
Black Adam  Like the others, Teth-Adam felt the pull to Gotham from Eobard, but was ... detained by ripping apart (literally) a pretender to his throne. Taking a few moments to magically clean himself from the meta's gore, the ancient Egyptian prince regarded this 'summons.' It didn't quite feel like magic, but he couldn't discount it, "Hrmph... If this is the cult of Trigon attempting to affect me, Brother Blood will play dearly for this..."With that, Black Adam summoned lightning to rider across the hemisphere to Gotham... but landed well short of the suburbs of the Gothic city. No need to land where the cult would expect him. The magical paragon smirked at his thought and accesses his super speed to run into the metropolis, slowing down when he got close to the singularity that called to him. Expertly, Teth's eyes scanned the surroundings ... and was actually surprised not to see any wards. When he was certain that it was safe to do so, he hopped in the air and gently landed on the building roof -- looking for any sort of surveillance. Of course there was, but the Egyptian paragon's experience kept him hidden for the moment. He realized it was only a matter of time before his presence was noticed. Concentrating, Teht listened in with his hyper hearing; and once he recognized the speaker, listened to Eobard's proposal. A not so pleasant smile appeared on Black Adam's face, as he summoned up a bit of his superspeed to quickly enter and get to the 'meeting hall.' From the shadows, Teth heard a few of the comments of the assembled villains that range from The Joker to Atrocious to Circe and Enchantress... Hmmmmmm... Striding in like a conqueror, Teth lit up his hand with arcs of lightning to draw the attention of the assemblage, "Pardon the intrusion and being 'fashionably late,' I wanted to make absolutely certain that this was not some feeble attempt by the Cult of Trigon upon my person. Listening in so far, I am at least -- how you say -- up to speed with your proposal, Eobard. If you will permit my inclusion to this Legion of Doom, I believe we will be more than capable of achieving our goals."Walking closer, Black Adam continued, "Many of my goals should be self-evident. I want to bring the land of Khem back to its proper place as I see fit. And I would submit to the list of troublemakers Captain Marvel.... and a particularly troublesome wizard."
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 6:49 pm
"Oh this just won't do. All of her curves..all of that hair. That just will not do." A shrill voice reiterated, standing over a smaller framed woman who was bound by her limbs on an operating table. Her mouth was covered by a gag, tightened to the max so that she could keep quiet, or partly so as her muffled shrieks and groans were beginning to distract the man. "Oh hush now, you're time draws near. Perfection awaits you. Pyg will see it so, you will join the others soon enough." The huskier man fixed giddily at his bow-tie, staring through his plastic pig mask at an imperfect specimen before him waiting so that Professor Pyg could help them achieve true beauty. He turned his back on the woman to visit a table behind him adorned with a multitude of tools ranging from buzz saws all the way down to small incision knives. The work he preformed required a level of concentration that he found only in the comfort of loud yet soothing opera music. It helped him work and eased his damaged mind as he operated on his victims.
His gloves hands grabbed at a large knife and buzz saw, turning around with a smile that reached from ear to ear. He'd approach the bounded woman in a step like fashion to the rhythm of the opera music, humming as he got closer. "You will be damaged no longer." Casting a shadow over the woman, her eyes darted madly at the room, hoping for a miracle at this point. Pyg switched on the buzz saw, letting the ever so satisfying sound whirl over the opera music. After a few moments passed on, he would slowly lower the saw over the woman, allowing it to hover to savor the moment before...
CRASH!
The sound of a skylight breaking, alert both Pyg and the woman as a shrouded figure landed in the middle of the room where the bright illuminating light of the moon revealed the trespasser as the Caped Crusader himself. His bright white eyes were the only things visible in contrast as he gazed upon the situation. To Pyg's mistake, after kidnapping so many unsuspecting individuals over the course of a few days, the detective was able to follow the bread crumbs he left behind which led him to Pyg's place of operations. He was disgusted by his surroundings, still bodies lay limp in several cages.
"It's over Valentin. You're done here." Commanded the Dark Knight as his voice carried around the room. In one solid motion, a sharp projectile flew through the air, striking the hand of Professor Pyg's forcing him to drop the buzz saw.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no, no! You will not take this away from such a unique and flawed creature. I will make them perfect. I will make you perfect. I will make everyone perfect." Pyg went on and on about his personal fantasy of remaking the people around him into their perfect and true selves.
"What have you done?" The anger was obvious in his voice as he charged forward, ignoring Pyg's grand reveal.He expected nothing as Batman sprinted towards him, vaulting over the table to send a full throttle kick straight at the man's chest sending him flying back at the table full of tools. "This is unacceptable!" Pyg cried out as he reached into his pocket to grab hold of a device. He pressed the top red part of the device, triggering a remote signal which opened the several gates all around the room. Behind every gate, several bodies, both of masculine and feminine form suddenly and seemingly rose from the dead all at once, trickling out of captivity and onto the room's main floor.
"Behold Batman: My Dollotrons!" Professor Pyg rose from his down position, his arms swayed out as if he were to be unveiling his creations for Batman to see. Their faces were doll like, and some were dressed in very odd and unfamiliar clothing. "I was in the middle of creating another perfect dollotron but these will do just fine." He snickered for a moment before his laugh became full blown hysteria. "Go forth, my darlings!" Pyg commanded, the Dollotrons approaching immediately after he gave the orders. They stumbled forward, lunging at the hero with great speed. Batman retaliated with a series of quick blows using his fists to send them sprawling to the ground, followed by a series of batarangs impaling non-vital areas of Pyg's minions.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 7:56 pm
Damian Wayne Son of the Bat, the current (better than Drake) Robin 
a few minutes before...
Robin buried his arms in tighter around his smaller frame, his entire body shook just slightly with the cold. "Why does Gotham have to be so cold?" he muttered to himself. Usually Robin loved to be out on patrol, tonight was not one of those nights. And it probably had something to do with the fact that he and Batman (over the course of several days or so...) found themselves searching the entire Gotham City on a glorified goose chase for that pig mask wearing freak who took joy in kidnapping innocent bystanders in hopes of remaking them in a 'perfect image'. The thought alone disgusted Robin. However, throughout their long search they managed to pick up some good leads that would point them to an abandoned warehouse in the Industrial district. Communication between the two was to a minimal not like that was unusual when you worked with Batman but minimal enough that Damian was able to pick up on it. It was clear to him that Father was taking this personal even if he wouldn't admit it.
now...
CRASH!
Without warning the Dark Knight crashed through the ceiling of the warehouse and the boy wonder was not far behind as he, too, landed in the room. Pyg like all caught bad guys kept going on and on and on about his inhumane plan to create the perfect specimen. Robin stood next to Batman, arms folded, rolling his eyes. His initial thought was to respond with a rebuttal but Father beat him to it in several different forms. Charging forward as he kicked the man straight into his chest causing him to crash into his table of tools.
"This is unacceptable!" Pig face cried out, as he reached into his pocket to grab hold of a device.
Only then did Damian's eyes widen from behind his green domino. But before he can do anything to stop the mad Doctor, he presses down on the red button of his device and to Robin's surprise, the place didn't blow. Instead, the gates surrounding them all swung open and several bodies ranging from males to females rose to their feet like zombies. The sight itself was something one would only imagine to see in a horror showing. Robin narrowed his eyes, and pulled out several batarang, hitting several of Pyg's creations just to see what damage it'd inflict on them. But to his dismay, they continued still moving at great speed towards him as if they were immune to his projectiles.
"He created his own personal army of zombies? How irritating." Robin says, struggling to hold back the minions. He doesn't know the extent of combat he should use on the minions as he figures they are still human and father would not approve of him injuring the innocent. They after all did not ask for this.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 9:49 pm
They swarmed in all directions at the dynamic duo, though their form did not falter. Using the momentum of one of the Dollotron's, Batman took them by the arms, throwing them overhead at more incoming Dollotron's. A grouping of them grabbed him from behind, binding his arms back while the others attempt to tackle him to the ground. Even with their combined strength and weight, Batman was able to toss them away with ease, brushing them off his person with ease. They fell limp on the ground though some were still eager to fight. Another Dollotron leaped up at Batman, prompting him to counter by sticking his arm out close-lining the oncoming attacker. He'd scan the room once more, noticing Robin cautiously incapacitate Dollotron after Dollotron along with a sneaky Pyg who thought he could get away. "I'm going after Pyg, he still has his hostage." He'd notify Robin before darting off in their direction.
"Things seem to be taking an unexpected turn of events.." Said Pyg as he gathered his materials on the same table that he had the woman on. He ran to the end where her head faced him, pushing the table through the room while the two heroes were distracted. "The Bat and Boy Wonder have merely halted your transformation. Don't worry, we'll be safe elsewhere.." Pyg would ram the table through a set of double doors, speeding down the hallway in a frenzy. Every so often he would glance over his shoulder for the Dark Knight to come back right on his tail but with every look, he saw nothing. "Batman must be out of steam these days. He should have let me he-," Pyg was abruptly cut off by a thin wire that stopped him dead in his tracks, causing him to fall on his back and send the table rolling forward until coming to a stop as it rammed into the locked exit.
Deep in the shadows on the opposite end, Batman emerged to reveal himself to Professor Pyg laying flat on the ground. "No! What are you doing?! I have to finish my work!" Professor Pyg yelled as Batman held him by his bloodied apron. "You're cell back at Arkham hasn't changed a bit, they'll be expecting you." Batman left him with that as he planted a firm fist at Pyg's jaw rendering him unconscious. He'd carry the criminal and help escort the freed victim back to the main room where the damage had been done, awaiting to see Robin's progress as he was confidently left alone with the few remaining Dollatrons. "The GCPD will be here soon," Said Batman, informing the frightened woman that the power would shift to them upon arrival for proper care. He'd take Professor Pyg and a pair of handcuffs to then pull his arms back behind a pillar and then latch the handcuffs firmly around his wrist. "He won't be hurting anyone else again."
"Going back to Arkham Asylum may do some good for Mr. Valentin, perhaps he'll finally get the treatment he's been avoiding since admission." Chimed in Alfred through the shared communications. "No trouble here?" Batman would turn to his sidekick to clarify that they were in the clear.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 10:24 pm
Damian Wayne Son of the Bat, the current (better than Drake) Robin The minions tried as they may to land a strike on the boy wonder continued to come up short every time. -tt Like Damian would ever allow any of them to achieve such a feat. Maybe, if he a was a little less skilled like Drake, then he'd be struck but since he wasn't- there was absolutely no chance of that happening. Seeing how father dealt with his oncoming minions in such brutal fashion, Robin figured he could do the same. Of course Batman had a set of rules for himself and a set for Robin so he knew what not to do.
Robin jump steps back from the minions then taunts them telling them to "bring it on". In return, Pyg's creations lunge at him swiping wildly leaving themselves wide open for the young Robin to use their reckless technique against them. Using his small size to leap above, grab and smash their heads together. He landed back to his feet but wasn't done there as he opened his cape to reveal two batarang in both of his hands rushing towards more of the zombies to take them down one by one. When he was finished he'd raise from a knee and allow his cape to engulf his body once more.
"No trouble here?" Batman would turn to his sidekick to clarify that they were in the clear. Damian could barely contain a scowl from showing at such a remark from his father. Did he seriously believe Robin was that incapable of dealing with such a small task? However, instead of replying with a sarcastic remark, Robin would simply look up to Batman with a glare. "No, Batman." he responded darkly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 6:41 pm
"Don't look at me like that." White Canary only smirked, as she replied calmly in response. "Uh huh, wanna explain what happened. Like, over drinks? I'll buy." The time for small talk, wasn't there, elsewhere would be better for a start. Taking a look about their battlefield, she gathered that a lot had gone on since she had last been in town. As to what exactly had taken place, she was sure that he would fill her in. Gesturing with her gloved hand, for the two of them to depart this place. "Shall we?" White Canary figured that she would catch a ride back with Green Arrow since her transportation was somewhere else, hidden for the time being.
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