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 Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 6:44 pm
*finds the bukkit closet*
"Property of the JLA. DO NOT TAKE! - Black Canary"
...
Oh whatever....
*scribbles a note and leaves it on the door before grabbing four bukkits*
"i wuz n yur clost, steelin yur bukkitz- Teh Grate Bukkit Theeff"
Heh.
*steals a cheezburger and gates out*
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 6:48 pm
::Shakes water off her boots::
Damn Booster Gold.
::Looks in the Janitor closet::
... HEYYY WHAT THE HELL!? gonk
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 1:50 pm
*kicks open the front doors, reeking of booze, with his shotgun raised high*
Who the hell's in charge o' this rathole?
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 1:54 pm
::teleports in::
I'm In charge. What are you doing in here? And HOW did you get in here?
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 1:55 pm
Don't underestimate the ingenuity of the chosen one, babe.
So you're the big boss-lady round this dump, huh? *smiles, lowering his boomstick* Where do I file a complaint?
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 1:56 pm
::Crosses her arms:: Right here, Bud.
What do you want?
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:04 pm
Allright, sugar, listen close, cause I ain't repeating myself. You spandex-types seem to think that you can fly about town, taking whatever you please, whether it belongs to you or not. You got a book up in your vault that definitely doesn't belong to you. See, I don't know if I mentioned this, but I'm the Chosen One. Y'know what that means? That means that, for better or worse, the Necronomicon Ex Mortis is my responsibility. Not to mention my only way to get the hell outta dodge, and back to my own universe. So, I'm just gonna strongly suggest you hand it over, b'fore things get messy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:07 pm
Fine Bring it with you. And refrain from reading it here if you can.
::waves her hand to make him come with her::
::types in a code to the vault and it opens::
::The book sits behind a glass in the middle::
::Opens the glass::
Take it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:11 pm
Huh. Thought this woulda been a little harder.
Hah. The return of the blundering 'Chosen One!' Was raising one army of the dead not enough for you? Do you intend to raise another? You are a fool to hand me over to such a-
*the book is cut off as Ash sticks a sock into his mouth*
Don't pay attention to him. He's just cranky.
*picks the book up, stuffing it under his arm*
Thanks for the hospitality, sweetcakes.
*walks out, whistling happily*
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:16 pm
I'm not an Idiot, I know it was probably taken from you.
Even though you raised the dead with it.. stare
::Watches him leave::
I might regret that later..
But, His time here is almost up.. so.. I guess there won't be too much trouble..
::Teleports out::
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:21 pm
*teleports in*GAH!!! I hate that thing. I swear I need to get myself a javelin or something. *shakes his head as he takes a seat and gets ready for monitor duty*
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:27 pm
*sees on one of the monitors that Dinah is at the coffee shop*Hmmm...
*he pages superman's communicator*Hey Clark, due me a favor. I'm going to grab a cup of coffee. Just keep an eye on things until I get back.
But you just got on Monitor Duty...
...Thanks Clark. *cuts communication and teleports out*
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 9:03 pm
::Spins around in her rolling chair:: whee
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 9:12 pm
::Registers "Metamorpho" Into the JLA computers::
There.. whee
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 8:15 am
*Drives in to the teleporter as a medium size Uhaul and looks around*
Hello? Anybody wanna help me move all my stuff in?! It's gonna be fun!
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