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 Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 7:32 pm
DEAD|SHOT S.T.A.R. Labs Info:Name: Floyd LawtonTeam Affiliation: The BrotherhoodOccupation: Mercenary
As Floyd's rifle round hit Superboy he could see the young hero take effect to it, with a slight grin he checked his surroundings carefully this would by them some time to gather, he was still angered that the two Brotherhood members engaged the heroes and he was left to handle whatever they couldn't. Reloading his weapon he changed positions as he sprinted over to the other side of the rooftop and took aim, he quickly got the group together before he could hear movement near him, taking a deep breath Floyd quickly took his large rifle and aimed in at the spot Termite appeared from, the man was suited up for what appeared to be combat but his mouth was loud enough to attract the city block, listening to the man's word he was thrown an earpiece before he vanished.
Deadshot hit a button along his helmet/mask that allowed a section to collapse and expose his interior, it was good to get some fresh air hitting his sweaty skin, he inhaled deeply to take in the fresh cold air then quickly placed the earpiece in position then adjusted his mask. Wasn't long for it to come online and he could hear the one named Cynder communicate with him, she instructed for him, Deadshot, to get the others in a proper position above street level, but her tone changed, she was aggresive over the fact that the team engaged their targets, he grunted then slammed his fist into the solid pavement underneath his feet causing it to crack, he shouted into his mic to Cynder.
"Listen up Princess! next time Slade wants a recon mission done proper tell him not to send two amateurs who have little to nil control! I'm left to make sure none of them get over their heads and captured and if they decided to get captured I'm killing them myself..I'm not going to risk getting exposed because someone wants a bit of 'thrills' and 'action'...I copy your last, will stay above ground level..."
Floyd hissed slightly as his frustration eased a bit, it felt good just to shout at anything or anyone, he was just hoping Cynder past the message off to Slade. Taking his high powered rifle he quickly looked over the edge of the rooftop in his new position and closed into the group below, he spotted Blackfire and the other but she could sense something, her expression was different and a bit noticeable even with a high powered scope on her. All Floyd could think of was Termite got sloppy in his message and the enemy picked up on it, somehow, all he could do was provide covering fire and pin the enemy down but he needed a countdown for the gas, he risked exposing his position if he kept firing and he didn't have super powers to leap off a building.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 7:36 pm
 Robby "The Butcher" GravesFriendly Neighborhood PsychopathCompany: Blackfire, a few of these damned Titans... Raven, Superboy, and Miss Martian. Now Termite, and this cute little NPC girl, ripe for the slaughter. Thinking: Can't spell slaughter without laughter! Feeling: It's been too long since I've slashed a throat. Good, old-fashioned murder. "Kill you? Ha! Oh, you poor, deluded fool... I'm not just going to kill you. Oh, no. You're getting something a lot more fun than that..." There was a suddenly harsh cackle from the roof of the building Robby was in as he stepped onto the rooftop. There was a small form struggling in vain against the demented young man's strength, a child perhaps no older than seven. A little blonde-headed girl that was absolutely terrified. He had her by the arm, holding the bone blade that hadn't shattered from the impact against the building wall up against her throat. "I think we should all calm down a bit! Don't go a step further!" He called from his rooftop perch, smirking as he gazed around at the group. "I startle easily, after all, and my weak heart might not be able to take it if anyone were to make any sudden movements... I might even accidentally sever this lovely little specimen's jugular, and nobody wants that," he said, cackling madly as he pressed the bone blade a bit harder against the child's neck. The threat was clear; if the Titans moved at all, the girl would die almost instantly.
"Now then. It looks like you have a choice," Robby called, laughing as he saw Superboy's plight; this was good. Better than good- this was fantastic. "You can try to take cover, at the cost of this dear little girl's life. Or you can stand there and let yourself get picked off, one by one. Because I swear to God if any of you takes a step, I'm going to carve her up like a jack-o-lantern." He chuckled at that, and the crazed look in his eyes demonstrated clearly that he wasn't bluffing. "So, little girl. Why don't you tell our heroes your name? They ought to know the person they'll be dying for," he said loudly, shaking the girl roughly. She whimpered for a moment, before being shaken again, and finally called out,
"H-Hannah. M-my n-n-name is H-Hannah..."
"You h-hear that? T-titans? One Wr-wrong move, and H-Hannah finds he-herself looking a b-bit more like swiss cheese than a p-person." Then that irritating little bug, Termite, showed up. He didn't see him, but he heard that irritating voice. He'd like nothing more than to peel the skin off that boy and dip him in a vat of salt and lemon juice, but they were supposedly allies. He knew the boy was weak, and didn't expect him to show up in the middle of a fight; but there was a first time for everything. He didn't catch anything the boy actually said, but he'd definitely recognized the voice. He glanced over to Blackfire, still keeping an eye on the others, before asking, "Was that Termite? What'd he say, Blackfire? Anything important?" He chuckled at that, staring back down at the Titans; their situation was particularly dire. Miss Martian seriously shook up from her mental encounter with Robby's depravity, Superboy currently wounded by what could only be a kryptonite bullet, and now their choices were between dying for one of the innocents they'd sworn to protect, or sacrifice her for their own safety. Little did he know that their situation was about to be made all the more dire by the imminent detonation of the fear gas, but that certainly wasn't helping their chances any. And with their movement limited by the threat of ending the girl's life, they'd be forced to take the full brunt of the gas if they tried to evade it.
He cackled to himself, patting the girl's head with his blade arm. It might have cut her scalp a bit, he hadn't been paying attention to that, but the motion in itself, or maybe the scalp cut, made her scream. It was music to his ears. "Hey, easy now," he cooed, shushing the girl softly. "It's okay. It's okay... It'll all be over soon. Want to hear a poem? I just remembered a poem. Someone Gorsey, or something. Here we go," he said, cackling again as he began reciting the limerick.
"Each night Father fills me with dread
As he sits on the foot of my bed.
I'd not mind that he speaks
in gibbers and squeaks
but for the seventeen years he's been dead."
He cackled again at that, smirking as he looked back down to the Titans. "Oh, come on now. You know you want to move. Make a run for it. Try to save her. Right? Please. Pretty please. She's practically begging you," he jeered, cackling to himself as he held her up by the arm and over the ledge, his bone blade still resting on her shoulder against her neck. "Go ahead, jump for it, Superboy. Make a fly-by, Miss Martian. Throw some garbage at me, Raven. See how much good it does H-Hannah here!" He cackled, shaking the girl again by the wrist. She was now screaming wildly, legs kicking as she freaked out. But Robby's grip was iron; there was no way she'd fall. And if one of them did make a go at snatching her, not only would his bone blade find its way through her neck before they even got there, they'd probably end up pulling her arm right off of her because of his ridiculous grip."I'm going to kill everyone you've ever loved, right in front of you. With a smile on my face. I'm going to make you beg for death. I'm not just going to kill you... I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born."
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 9:17 pm
 Red X ~when it comes to being selfishim the best in the worlddon't underestimate me
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Being mid day in jump city meant that it would be a grate time to scout some stores he might want to visit later on when no one was around. jumping from rooftop to rooftop he saw a few stores that peeked his interest and he marked them so that he could revisit them when he found the time, but after marking his third building he looked down the street. about two blocks down there was an intense looking battle going on and he being the nosy and cocky man he was wanted to get a closer look at who was involved in the battle in hopes he would get to see some beautiful girl.
getting about a block closer he wanted to work his way closer but was stopped by the sound of gunshots alarmingly close he stopped and looked around but couldn't pin-point the location due to the echos of the surrounding buildings. working his way over to the edge of the building and looked down to the battle, just from looking at the initial situation that the two on ht main offensive force was weak as a unit, one refusing to work with each other because of pride but hey he couldn't say he would be any better seeing that he hated working as a team. just watching how bad this was turning out for the other team was hysterical.
they seemed to be looking to make a mark in the titans playbook but the only titan he could identify was that Gothic witch raven, quiet lean and oh so good looking getting the feeling of wanting to be noticed but he didnt want to have the titans all over him but then again raven was the only one who had ever seen or heard of him as far as he knew so getting a vote of confidence from himself he let out a yell
"Hey buddy!!, its not a good idea to use a hostage unless you have a back up plan!"
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~but just because i look out for me
don't just assume
that i cant play the hero when i want
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:01 pm
My fate is my own... ßlå¢k£ïrê ...so stay out of my way.  KðmåñÐ'r Blackfire was glaring directly at Raven, waiting for something. Anything. To happen. She would let the gothic witch make the first move. Then Termite happened. Oh if only something other than Termite had happened. Blackfire rolled her eyes at the young member of the Brotherhood. She heard what he said perfectly. That idiot. Was he trying to give away their plan to the titans?! He was going to make their plan fail by tipping off their enemies. That fool! She would make sure he was dealt with later. But for now, her attention was drawn back to Raven.
Oh how cute. The little empath was trying to stir up her emotions. Blackfire couldn’t hold back the laugh that burst forth from her throat. Her head tossed back before straightening out as the laughter died down.
”You silly, little child. You actually think that boy is ordering me around? It’s quite the opposite really…”
She smiled devilishly at Raven, recalling the time back at base when she had made a simple order and he willingly followed. It wasn’t a big order. But it was one nonetheless. She flipped her long, black hair before continuing.
”And besides. He would be listening to me if you had minded your own business!”
If Raven hadn’t thrown the debris at them Blackfire would have definitely kept Robby from engaging. Not much scared her, but and angry Deathstroke was one of the few things that did.
But she didn’t get an answer from her opponent. Raven had turned her back on Blackfire. A big mistake.
”You should know better than to turn your back on an opponent, Raven.”
She gathered energy in her hands and shot them both out in fists, launching a large beam of energy straight for the center of Raven’s back.
”Especially when your opponent isn’t afraid to take cheap shots…”
Just then, Robby’s voice reached her ears. He had an ultimatum. Interesting. And above it all he was asking her what Termite said. Well even though Termite practically gave it away, she wasn’t going to give them the rest of the details. There was some guy in a mask up there. But she didn’t pay any mind to him. She flew up to where Robby was and basically pressed herself up against him. She put one hand on each side of his face and placed hers mere centimeters from his, their lips so close it would look to anyone else as though they were sharing a strange kiss. Her lips moved and she spoke quietly, so only he could hear what she said.
”The gas will be released soon. We need to get in the air…now.”
She pushed back from him, doing a backflip in the air to give him just enough time to do what he needed. Then she flew at him once more. She reached her left hand forward, grabbing the front of his shirt tightly in a fist before changing direction and launching upwards at an amazing speed. Locale: Streets
Company: Robby, Raven, Miss Martian, Superboy
Mood Irked
Thoughts: Ugh…him…'
Out of Cupcakes: Stuff goes here.
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xX_Yuki_Star_Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:22 pm
Robby "The Butcher" GravesFriendly Neighborhood Psychopath Company: Blackfire, a few of these damned Titans... Raven, Superboy, and Miss Martian. Termite Thinking: That felt good. Feeling: Ah, bloodshed. So satisfying! "Kill you? Ha! Oh, you poor, deluded fool... I'm not just going to kill you. Oh, no. You're getting something a lot more fun than that..." Robby didn't even get the chance to see whether or not his ultimatum affected the Titans before a mocking voice called out from somewhere among the buildings. Even before he fully registered what the voice was saying, he'd fixed his mind on killing this girl because if it; when he processed the words, however, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. There was no plan. There was never any plan- Robby wasn't the kind of guy who went around with his plots and his schemes. Robby hurt people. That's all he needed to do, and it was all he wanted to do. His plans were spur-of-the-moment, how can I hurt them most? kind of plans. He saw the speaker, the one who mocked his choice of taking a hostage, and he shook the girl by the arm again and grinned. "It's not about the backup plan," he shouted back, cackling as he clenched his fist; the girl's wrist snapped in two audibly, and she squealed like a stuck pig. "It's about pain. It's about hurt. And it's about sending a message- you do not ******** with the Butcher."
Next thing he knew, Blackfire was in his face and all up over him. The scent of lavender and vanilla washed over him, which he found rather odd; he'd never noticed any particular smell on her before. Of course, it was entirely possible that the reason behind this was he'd never gotten close enough to. Well, he was close enough now- in fact, he was so close, their faces were practically touching. From any other angle, it probably looked like they were kissing. He almost had to stop his hands from drifting to her waist. Almost. He'd never considered how physically attractive the girl was before now... That particular detail faded quickly from Robby's mind, however, as he heard what she was saying; they needed to get airborne. And quick. It was time. He grinned.
"Well, this has all been good fun," he called as Blackfire released him, flying away for a moment. "But I'm afraid I must bid you all farewell. Especially you, my dearest Hannah. Do me a favor- when you get to hell, save me a seat by the fire." And with that, the bone blade was shoved between the girl's shoulderblades, erupting from the front of her chest. He dragged it up through her flesh until the blade met her chin, gouging open her entire windpipe and trachea. The screaming that had been continuous since the breaking of her wrist suddenly became a hoarse wheezing sound that stopped abruptly, and Robby cast a smirk at the newcomer who'd questioned his tactics. "How's this for a backup plan?" He called, tossing the girl's limp, ragdoll body to Superboy's feet as Blackfire grabbed the tattered remains of his shirt and lifted off. The dead child hit the floor like a sack of potatoes, and made a similar sound; blood splashed from her form, and she crumpled at impossible angles as the life faded from her eyes. "If it's any consolation, Superboy," Robby called as he soared away, cackling, "I would have killed her regardless of the situation.""I'm going to kill everyone you've ever loved, right in front of you. With a smile on my face. I'm going to make you beg for death. I'm not just going to kill you... I'm going to make you wish you'd never been born."
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:53 pm
Conner Kent/Kon-El
SuperBoy
When Conner reached Robby he stopped dead in his tracks holding his shoulder taking in the scene. It was horrifying and would give The Joker a run for his money. Conner could only wonder what was going through M'gann's mind he got the impression that she was new to the hero game and this was probably her first patrol.....Hell of a first. He was willing to bet she had never been in a situation like this and was on the verge of panicking or scared out her mind. True was he had never been in a situation like this either, he was scared panicked and most of all at a loss of what to do. A life of an innocent girl now hung in the balance and depended on what they did in these next critical seconds and the actions of a mad man........Conner knew it didn't look good end every second he was getting weaker and more terrified......He just tried to think what would his father do?
He wouldn't let it show he would maintain his composer as he stared down the Butcher......He knew John could speak telepathically so he only hoped his nice could too 'M'gann? We only got one shot at this......I will try and distract him......It's up to you to save the girl..' Conner knew one wrong move on any of M'gann's or his parts and the girl was dead.....He hoped if he could get the Butcher to focus on him M'gann to make a stealthy snatch and grab for the girl.
Conner looked at the Butcher focusing his now glowing eyes right at his skull it was hard with his injury but he had no choice "It's over.......Let the girl go....If I fire it will hit your medulla oblongata and your not stabbing any one.." He could only hope M'gann was in motion. But then a new comer Conner could barley make out his words as he cepted his focus on Robby. Blackfire came from no where giving Robby what appeared to be a kiss it was odd, but then his ears was barley able to pick up the word gas. Then she took Robby into the air and he assumed Hanna too.... Conner panicked he fired a blast of heat vision aimed for Robby's head... But he could barley keep his balance the shot would not hit it's mark.....Then
All Conner could hear was his hart beat over the sound of white noise as he watched the Butcher kill the girl as he was lifted in the air. Conner didn't know what to do he was frozen as he looked at the lifeless body that landed at his feet. He was unable to move and unable to look away......They had failed....This girl was dead because he was unable to do his job........His eye slowly shifted to M'gann looking at her like the world was about to end. he didn't know what to do now and had forgoten about the gas Blackfire had warned Robby about. "What do we do now?" He felt like there was nothing to do but give up.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:09 am
Red X ~when it comes to being selfishim the best in the worlddon't underestimate me
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X smirked at the response and just sat back down watching like a kid waiting for the end of thrilling final battle, he was never one for the truly evil he was more the anti robin hood. instead of stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. he watched as his companion got extremely close and from his angle he though she just started full blown making out with him. his jaw drooped for a second feeling as if they took a page out of his book to get the titans caught off guard.
watching the guy torment this girl as he did made him a uneasy just because that wasn't his way of doing things,the sight made him want to get up and get a closer look, not because he was that demented but more the fact that this guy just did more to the titans in three seconds than most would have done ever. this pushes the bar way on up past any robbery or heist he could pull, this was a whole new level of sisterliness for this city. jumping closer he saw the two flying away as one just looked at the mangled corpse that laid on the ground at his feet, he was close enough now to see the faces of the titans and oh were they going to have a bad time when bird boy finds out.he started getting a creeping feeling that if he got any closer than this he was going to be the next target, and after this he'd rather not be here when things start to heat up within the titans so he was going to take his leave and possibly check out who they were
(exit to brotherhood of evil)
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~but just because i look out for me
don't just assume
that i cant play the hero when i want
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With: titans
Emotions: wooooow
Thought:never seen that in this city before...
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 12:45 pm
((re-edited)) Termite continued his crawl through the ceiling. He was worried about the beginning of his first mission. The Titans had caught on to his message and were acting on it, which was good, but his teammates would be upset by this. What if he got in trouble with Deathstroke? Aaron would not be compromised, but he could get punished. This thought had been in the back of his mind when he first opened his mouth and figured he could just deal with it. He wondered if he really could handle Deathstroke being angry with him. But then again, Termite had been instructed to get his team to ‘take the fight in the air’, not leave the Titans to get affected by the gas. In a way, his big mouth had helped move things along. The fight was going to be taken above ground. And besides, it wasn’t like he had told the Titans the whole plan. He only hinted at gas, and it was a bit vague, wasn’t it? Plasmus was already at work, so the gas would be released soon. There wouldn’t be enough time to stop it, especially during a battle. And the plan did not include the Titans never knowing about the gas. They would know at some point later on. So in a way, Termite hadn’t done anything wrong! If he were to be confronted by his teammates later, he could just explain this. But until then, he could try to make them less angry with him.
With his mind at ease, Termite decided to help with the battle. This was his first mission, but he had been training. He couldn’t take on the Titans in a fist fight, especially not with a Kryptonian, but Termite had a weapon that could hit harder than a punch to the face. And this weapon was all around them. He could collapse floors and walls on his enemies, therefore he could be useful in a battle. So he made his way into an empty apartment and jumped and swinging from fire-escape to fire-escape, travelling past buildings that way. When he had gotten to a building that was too far away from other buildings to jump to, he climbed inside and immediately climbed into a vent. He no longer wanted to risk being outside unless he was on a rooftop. He could hear voices through the vents. Superboy, Miss Martian, an unknown guy, and the Butcher. Termite stopped a moment to better listen in. The Butcher had decided to take a hostage, a little girl, and from the sound of things, he wasn’t just trying to scare the heroes away. The crunch of bone, followed by the girl’s screams proved this. The saboteur was confident that the heroes could stop him, but he felt a responsibility to try to talk the guy down. They were on the roof. Termite could easily climb up the vents directly to the roof, and that was exactly what he did. He double-timed it upward and kicked the hatch. He jumped out and surveyed the area.
He found himself just a few steps behind the Butcher and the frightened and hurt girl. Blackfire was there as well, extremely close to Robby. Since he was behind the Butcher, Aaron could see that she was whispering to him about who knows what, rather than kissing him which was what it would like. The saboteur went to them and slipped an earpiece into their ears. ”Butcher, we don’t need a hostage,” he whispered. ”Just hand her over to them.“ What the Butcher said next proved that the attempt to talk him down was pointless. ”Butcher, no! No!” Termite shouted, but it did nothing. Robby had made a quick movement and the girl was tossed aside, laying still on the concrete rooftop. Termite stood there, praying for the little girl to make even the slightest movement or sign of life. Time seemed to stand still when he noticed the blood. He stood there completely dumfounded girl and saw the absence of light in her eyes. She was gone. ”What did you do,” he whispered aloud. At this point the Butcher had already been launched off the roof by Blackfire. Termite shook his head frantically, as if he could fight the truth away. Such a thing can never simply fade away from memory.
Termite retrieved a grappling hook shooter from his belt, but held it at his side as he stared at the girl for a moment longer. ”I’m so sorry,” he whispered before he jumped off the roof. He allowed himself to fall for a few seconds before aiming at a far way building. The hook latched onto the ledge of the room and Aaron zipped himself at a great speed. If it hadn’t been for the incident, Aaron would have been excited and laughing in triumph that he had successfully used his grappling hook for the first time in a non-simulated environment. This was no longer on his mind. Nothing was at the moment. He climbed up and rested on his hands and knees on the roof. The first thing he did was roll up his mask to his nose and puke. This could be heard on the earpiece. It was then he allowed himself to mourn and it came in full-force. He could no longer fight back the sobs and the fire in his stomach. He pounded his fists on the floor. ”Butcher!” he screamed. ”She was just a kid! You freak!” He held his head in his hands. There was nothing Aaron could do. The girl was dead. He hadn’t signed up for that, but apparently, in the life of a villain, what the Butcher had done wasn’t unthinkable. ”Cynder,” he managed through a sob. ”Everyone has an earpiece.” He slammed his fist down on the ground once more. Location: On a rooftop in East Streets
Company: Blackfire, Deadshot, Butcher, Red X, Raven, Superboy Miss Martian
Thoughts: This is a nightmare
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 3:53 pm
 --------------------»Nightwing---------------------------------------------------------------------- ✖✖✖ Richard Grayson d**k, was in a rush to the scene… this was going to be no ordinary robbery. He had this gut feeling, Nightwing, continued to the scene. Pressing a button on his belt, his motorcycle roared to life, and caught up to him. The super hero, continued on trying to get there as soon as possible. But he knew… whatever this was… he was too late.
Nightwing arrived at the scene, and he saw Super Boy, looking down at the dead girl in-front of him. He moved closer to Kryptonian, and frowned as he placed a hand on his shoulder. “Superboy… I am sure you did your best.” His fist clenched tight. The Brotherhood had gone too far… Murdering an innocent? This was not their ways. No it wasn’t. Even Slade wouldn’t stoop that low… Would he? Nightwing saw Blackfire, and her ally flying away. “Damnt. Superboy, take M’gann, and go back to the Tower, I will go with Raven after Blackfire.” He looked up at the Dark Witch, and the anger in his eyes showed. He also saw Red X leaving the scene. This was not good. Picking up his new and improved T-Phone, he spoke. “All Titans, new recruits and all, we are holding a meeting, on our next course of action. This war officially starts.” Once he finished speaking, Nightwing looked at Superboy, “I will make the person who committed this act, pay.” That was when he stopped moving, he looked around. “Kryptonite? How bad is it?” He referred to the shoulder.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:30 pm
Conner Kent/Kon-El
SuperBoy
Conner was deep in his own thoughts as looked at the lifeless body of Hanna he was holding the bullet wound but had forgotten it was there ....She was dead because they couldn't stop a psychopathic mad man....Conner wasn't even sure there was a word to cribbed the Butcher. But worst of all Conner felt like this was a message......a message just for him from The Butcher. The hand place on his shoulder snapped him out of his thoughts as he quickly turned to greet Nightwing with glowing red eyes. In his current condition the blast would defiantly be survivable but it would of still been a bad burn. Once he realized it was d**k Conner turned back to Hanna's body. Most of d**k's words feel on death ears including the orders to get M'gann out of here....She would probably have to be the one to get him out of there if anything. However when d**k said he would make Robby pay Conner heard that and closed his left fist tight "No! Hes mine.......This was all for me...I know it.....He set the bar.....This is on me...on us(M'gann)..We are the ones that failed her." He didn't know how but he would make the Butcher pay.....He knew he couldn't kill him but he would find a way....something much worse..
Conner eyes were still focused on Hanna even when d**k asked him about his arm......"I'm fine..." it was a lie....every second he was exposed to kryptonite the worse the effects got and since it was in his blood stream it could only be that much worse he would die if exposed too long. Conner could barley notice the fact he was fighting to stand given their current situation and even still he would try his best to maintain the lie that he was fine and could go on. Though it probably showed that he was not okay.....He was sweating, dizzy, and looked as if he was going to fall over.
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Lilith Teivel Noir Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 6:23 pm
 ►Raven◄ 『 I was protected by the Monks of Azarath. I was raised by my friends! They are my family! This is my HOME! And you are not welcome here! Azarath Metreone Zinthos! 』 Before the Dark Titan is able to react to Robby's threat. A sharp pain shot across her back, she fall the air and almost off the building but she is lucky to have grab hold of the edge of the roof. Raven is angry with herself for being careless and what is fueling her anger is all those emotions she has been adsorbing from others has taken a toll on her to control her own emotions. Taking a point-blank starbolt is not part of her plan but like she mention her carelessness, she quickly recovers and goes after Blackfire but she is too late. Seeing that both Butcher and Blackfire sharing what seems like a kiss but, Raven knows better. They are trying to leave after he warning from one of their ally, Raven can feels her healing ability kicking in as the pain on her back is starting to dull down.
The boy soon announces his alias as Butcher, Raven will have to file it down later when she gets back to the Tower. These are the villains gather in this city by their 'Old friend' and whatever plans their 'old friend' has install for them, this will not be the last thing to start the ball rolling. She had stood in the shadows and watched their leader studied everything about that man. The older Titans knows that man very well and Raven has an old score to settle with him as well. One that involves her birthday. The Gothic witch is about use her ability to free that girl but was greet by the very sight of Robby murdering hat girl and as he leaves with Blackfire. This is not the first time Raven fails to save someone, she narrows her violet orbs at the those two, she can only pray that whatever higher power out there will take pity of the poor girl and bring her to somewhere she does not need to suffer anymore.
Raven looks at Superboy, "We should leave this area, that talkative male mentioned about gas, whatever gas, they have install for the city, I can only imagine the worst," she says. "Superboy, that girl could not be save, if it is in his every intention to emotionally scar you. This is where you tell yourself that you not let history repeat itself," Raven adds, she hopes that her words will reach Superboy. At the sight of Nightwing, their leader, "No Nightwing, get both of them out of here or to higher place, the city will be cover in gas soon!" the Dark Witch tells the Ex boy wonder with urgency in her tone.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 10:40 am
Appearance Is A Trivial Idea
Everything began to happen so fast. Superboy attempted to go after Butcher, she didn't know how he could stop the villain. "Superboy, you're hurt," she protested. Butcher's voice then reached her ears. In the back of her mind, M'gann know the moment Butcher grabbed the girl Hannah, she was dead. It screamed from the images from his mind, this man loved death and loved causing it. The stranger named Termite seemed a bit odd, his words did not match anything that was going on. He didn't seem to fit with the Brotherhood. Butcher gave them a choice. To try to get out of the sniper's view and risk the girl's death, or take a bullet to save her. M'gann knew that she would take the hit for the girl, but she knew once the heroes were dead, Butcher would kill Hannah. Gasping, she was still surprised when Butcher gruesomely took the young girl's life. She still felt like she let the girl down. Butcher shouldn't have been able to even get to her in the first place. But they didn't have time to put Superboy's plan into action.
Suddenly, the voice of Termite touched her ears again. He was protesting Butcher's decision. She found the boy to be odd, for a villain. But she didn't care at the moment. She had failed. Looking at the girl's body, M'gann felt like she could have done something to have prevented this. But they needed to focus on the moment. They were in danger. If this gas was enough to make the Brotherhood run, they needed to act fast. When the other were talking about leaving, she shook her head. "We can't leave. We have to stop whatever they have planned. There are civilians in the area. Their in danger if we don't stop this," she said, hoping that she could make up for their failure.
When The Mind Holds True Beauty
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Thoughts: "We need to move."
Location: Jump City East
Emotion: Shaken up, motivated
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 5:34 pm
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We Fight In The Dark
It didn't take much to change Barb's course. She was originally on her way to the Tower, but the large amount of sirens and screams from a few blocks away. She didn't care if this was d**k's territory. She was a bat and would do her job, no matter what the name of the city was. She pulled into a dark ally way and quickly changed into her bat suit. In a moment, she pushed a button on her bike and the bat symbols popped up. Jumping back on her motorcycle, Batgirl screeched out of the ally and down the street. Several civilians were running the opposite direction, seemingly in distress. Police officers were attempting to keep everyone calm, but the sheer numbers were making it difficult. Revving her engine, she caused people to jump out of her way, allowing her easy passage to the scene. But she was too late.
As she came upon the scene, Batgirl could see the fleeing villains, too far to even chase. They were not her main concern. The only thing she really noticed was the mangled fresh corpse of a girl, not far from the building she had been dropped from. The heroes standing near her body surprised her. Three powered beings and Nightwing, all seeming to be lost. It couldn't be easy to lose a person under your watch. She came to a quick stop only a few feet away from the group, her back tire skidding across the pavement a bit. Just as she arrive, she heard the mention of gas. Looking at her old friend Nightwing, she remained on her bike. She could tell Superboy was injured, which was never a good sign. "Sorry if I'm intruding, but can I help with anything? You're powerhouse seems a bit...out of commission," she said to Nightwing, simply jumping into business. Since he had left, she had started to take a little more after Batman in his seriousness.
To Protect The Light
Barbara "Babs" Gordon
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Location: Jump City East Company: Nightwing, Raven, Superboy, and Miss Martian Emotions: Determined Thoughts: "What has this idiot (d**k) been doing here?" ╬════════════╬ OOC: ╬════════════╬ 
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 6:52 pm
Nightwing, nodded, “Superboy, I understand why you won’t leave… I do. Believe me. But.. your anger will get the best of you. That’s why, I will go after them. I am won’t let it.. I know how Slade operates better than any of the Titans, except Terra and Ravager.” He turned towards his comrads, “I won’t stop you, since we are a team… But if you need to, go back, Raven and I can handle two villains on our own.” Three voices then sounded from the T-Phone. “Beast Boy, Terra, and Behemoth, stay at the Tower, this is minor, no need for you to come. And BB and Terra… play nice.” He smirked. He was glad BB and Terra had a re-union. He put his hands out for Superboy and M’gann. “Raven… what gas?” He asked.
Barbara showed up, “BABS!?” Nightwing turned towards her, she was his first crush, and he hugged her quickly before turning serious again. Thank goodness, she was alright, “I am glad you can make it. Kryptonite is in his system.. I am no medic. And thanks we can use all the help we can get.” He let go, “How is Bats?” He finally heard what M’gann had said, “I know that, M’gann.. Babs.. we will have to catch up later there is more important things to do.”
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