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 Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 4:31 pm
Nightshade noticed a large structure on the small cliff above them, but kept it to himself, "Well, no time like the present."
Nightshade entered the cave rapidly adjusting to the darkness.
[Exit Nightshade to the Batcave]
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 4:56 pm
Kai ducked down getting into the door Robin right behind her.
"I guess that's another way to get in... Maybe Alfred or Bruce heard us. It would be great to see them again."
[Exit Robin and Red Cardinal to the Batcave]
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 2:25 pm
{Enter Future Batman from Batcave}
Alright. He could search for the Joker while chasing down leads for the Mad Hatter thing; it wasn't like he knew where the clown was, anyway.
{Exit Future Batman to Unknown}
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 2:52 pm
Cantata hesitated before looking back at either of the other two. ”Can’t you…isn’t there anything we can do?” she said slowly, then looked up at Exo. ”You always seem to have the right answers to everything. Can’t you do anything? Xiao shouldn’t…he shouldn’t be all alone on this.”
Exo let a small sigh slip as he placed a bone thin hand on the girl’s shoulder. ”I’m sorry…but you’re gonna have to trust me on this. Unless something changes along the line…there’s very little difference any of us are going to make. No matter what we try. Some things are just…”
”Just planned.” Cantata replied, her voice filled with disappointment. ”Yeah…you’ve always said that.” And he always seemed to be right somehow. Always.
”There’s nothing we can do for Xiao right now that’s going to make any difference. Best thing you can do is to come back home. Your folks are worried about you.”
Cantata crossed her arms and looked away from him. She didn’t want to go home. She wanted to…this just wasn’t fair. X was going to blow this planet up even though Thorne was gone….and he was probably going to get himself killed in doing so. Was he doing this because of that stupid curse Thorne put on him? She just…she needed to at least talk to him one more time. ”Alright…” she said reluctantly. ”I’ll go home. For now.”
”That’s all we’re asking for.” Exo replied, a smile back on his face, then turned back towards Terragon. ”Right Terry?”
Terragon just nodded in agreement. He never really knew what to say when Cantata was this upset. He was good about cheering her up when they were little. But as they got older…well, she got upset over more complicated matters that he really didn’t feel right trying to correct. She was like a little sister to him, she always had been. But, she wasn’t really…so telling her what she could and couldn’t do, especially when it came to other guys she liked…it was just awkward. And this was…ugh. Just ugh.
”Alright then, let’s get you two home.” Exo said brightly. ”Best to get you two back to Balancer’s safe place. From what I hear, most people aren’t that happy right now. And I’m pretty sure Thorne’s mother wants to get her hands on you Terry.”
Terragon’s eyes widened and he only had time to shiver as Exo teleported the three of them off of the planet. If there was one person that scared him more than Zira’s mother, it was Thorne’s mother.
EXIT to ????
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 10:40 pm
(Enter from an unknown location from Gotham a bit ago.... twisted Yes, I'm keeping my cards close to my chest on this one)
Zooming in on a blue Cadillac over lookingthe cliffside over the sea, a man's screams can be heard, "AAAAHHHHH!!! YOU MOTHER@#$&#xIN;G @#$#SUCKER!! I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU EVERYTHING!!!"
Zooming further in, a dark caped and cowled man introgates the man in the driver seat. Blood is on the inside windshield just over the steering wheel. The driver's hands are ducktaped to that steering wheel. The cowled man clamly traces a serraded knife over two bloody stumps that were once full fingers. 'Batman' calmly asked his subject, "You really don't know anything else.... Alright, I believe you."
The mobster breathed heavily in horrific pain, "Hey.... Could... you get me a .... cigarette?"
'Batman' was a little surprised, "Sure, why not?"
The cowled man places a cigarette in the mobster's mouth and lights it. After taking a couple of puffs of his smoke, 'Batman' closed his small notebook sheaths the knife, then picks up a Glock, "Okay, my friend. It's off to the next life for you." The caped imposter smirked at the mobster, "And I guarantee, you won't be lonely."
Then, the vigilante presses his Glock's muzzle against the thug's temple and pulls the trigger. 'Batman' steps out of the vehicle, and calmly walks over the other side and open the door. Reaching over the dead mobster, he puts the Cadillac into neutral. Closing the door, 'Batman' then pushes the car over the edge, then watches the vehicle fall onto the rocks below exploding into an inferno. With grim determination, 'Batman' turns on his heels and dissappears into the darkness...
(Exit to ??????)
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 9:32 pm
ENTER from Wayne Manor
Reaper slipped out of the shadows of the trees nearby, quite a few minutes after the event had taken place. He didn't sense any living souls around, so he didn't feel the need to be too stealthy. Carefully, he made his way over to the edge and looked down at the still blazing sight below.
Well...what was this? Looked like a car. He smelled blood, and burning flesh. There was someone inside. Herm. If he could get to it quick enough....he might be able to find out what happened here from the victim itself. There didn't seem to be any roads nearby where the car could have had an accident...and there were no busted trees or railing. So his guess was murder.
Carefully, he slipped down the side of the ledge through the shadows.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 8:30 am
((enter Arell and Antigua))
The truck pulled up to where the smoke originated from. The big Cajun lit a cigarette and looked over the scene.
"Holy s**t . . . it looks like a drunk driver." Arell growled.
"Can't be, mon. Dere's no road . . ." Antigua responded.
The victim looked about Arell's height and weight. He saw tracks leading away from where the car was sent off. "Yeah . . . an' come t' think of it, it's like whoever was in this car walked away." Arell said, following tracks until they vanished.
"You tink dis is our man?" Antigua asked.
"Definitely. We just gotta figure out how t' snare this guy." Arell responded, taking a long drag on the smoke.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 8:51 pm
((Enter Crystal and Dundee from Gotham))
The Batmobile slid around the corner, spinning out and stopping sideways by Arell's truck. Crystal jumped out just as the car came to a halt, doing a flip mid-air and landing on her feet.
She blinked. "Oh hey. Fancy meeting y'all here." She smiled at Arell and Antigua.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 8:57 pm
Arell smiled at Crystal's big entrance. "Hey, sugar. By de looks a' yer drivin', I think you just bested Bo an' Luke!" the big Cajun said with a grin. Dundee however, fell out of the car, got up and staggered a little.
"Great, my in-law makes drivin' like a roller coast-!" he said and then passed out cold mid-sentence. Arell smirked.
"Like I said befo', cain't even get 'im on a Dinneylan' roller coaster widdout him gittin' sick." Arell smirked, about to take a drag on his cigarette, he paused, shrugged and crushed it under his boot.
"What'dja do dat fo', mon?" Antigua asked, smiling and waving at Crystal.
"I jest realized I have a damn good reason t' quit smokin'." Arell said with a smile.
"Ugh . . . wait, what happened?" Dundee mumbled, coming too slowly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:00 pm
Crystal laughed at Dundee then stopped as Arell crushed his cig. "Hugh? Wait.... What?" It was rare to see Crystal this confused as she looked at Arell, her head tilted. "What cha mean?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:04 pm
Reaper finally reached the bottom of the cliff and reformed himself just outside the burning inferno that was once a car. Having a bit of a fire manipulation ability, he shouldn't have to worry too much about getting burned. He just needed to see if he could..oh. Yep...definitely someone still inside of the mangled oven. The smell of burning flesh was only overpowered by the smell of hot metal and gas.
With a heavy frown, he took another few steps towards the fire. Then stopped and suddenly turned his head upwards, towards the cliff. There were more people here now. Cops finally get here? No...no it was someone else. The ones that were in the cave. Mhh. Oh well. He shouldn't have to worry about them. He just needed to see if he could mix his telepathy with one of his other little powers. See if he could get a glimps of the last thing this guy seen.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:07 pm
Dundee looked over at the confusion. Through his mild concussion, he had one of those rare . . . well, not necessarily brain farts, but a legit smart moment, so this particular RP-er thinks it's an ANTI-brain fart.
"By the looks of the situation, Crystal, my brother just gave up cigarettes for you . . . which is rather surprising, 'cause he wouldn't listen to me for about ten years." Dundee said . . . . and then fell over.
"Dat's de smartest ting I heard him say." Antigua mused.
"Huh?" Dundee asked, lifting his head up again.
Arell smiled a little bit and blushed.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:26 pm
Crystal, opened her mouth and blushed. "Wuut?..."
She shook her head, "I applaud you, and am flattered for the effort of goin cold turkey and all but... I wouldn't recommend it..."
She looked away. "Tis alright with meh... I'm gonna die from second hand smoke anyway..."
She then sighed and recomposed herself. "Anyway... What have y'all figured out so far?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:33 pm
Arell smirked. "I'll be a'right, che'. Doan' worry thought. A' far as I know, dere's been somethin' funny goin' here. Reckon it had some'tin t' do widdat car, our boy and de car he wen' over with." the big Cajun said.
"But where'd he go?" Antigua asked.
"Tracks fade near de woods. I think he went in dere!" Arell said.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2011 9:55 pm
Crystal got down on her hands and knees, sniffing the ground like an animal. "Thai?" She sat up. "This guy's scent is almost completely drowned out by the smell of Thai cuisine... What the heck?"
Catgirl followed the trail towards the woods.
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