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 Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2012 9:48 pm
Crystal stared at the phone. "He hung up on me...." Her eye twitched again. This wasn't the plan. He was going to ruin everything by trying this. She then slid the keyboard out on her phone and txted Dundee before she zoomed the way of the I.O. base.
'They already have a plan. So you need to stop having ideas and if you /ever/ hang up on me again I'll rip out your teeth one by one.'
((Exit Crystal to I.O.))
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 11:35 am
When Dundee got the text message, he rolled his eyes. "Like this s**t was my idea in the first ******** place?!? Sorry, Kai . . . Crystal texted me." he said and walked off. Oddly enough . . . as would Fate allow, was the right direction after all!
"Also helps we have Dundee arriving already, so we KNOW he made it."
Again, C.J. . . . stop talking over the fourth wall. PLEASE!!!
((Figures . . . I forgot to add this. Dundee to IO))
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 3:09 pm
After Dundee's last reply Kai closed up his computer and packed it into her bag. She had checked her bag for tracers a little bit shifting her items around. Kai found a small tracer, likely put on her costume by her parents. With a pick she pulled it off and carried it in her hand as she headed outside. A car, that passed up front ready to leave in the opposite direction of Gotham looked like a nice thing to place the tracer on. She walked up to the car as the valet got out and bumped into him by accident falling into the side of the car. As she bumped up against the car the tracer was clicked to the underside of the back door handle. Her job at getting rid of that pathetic little thing was done and she walked away after apologizing for being a klutz to the valet. She walked a block or two down the street looking for opportunities for transportation. An open bike, with helmet on the steering wheel.
"I'm just going to borrow this..."
She said to herself looking around as she put the helmet on and started the motorcycle. Kai then drove off without any further confrontation heading towards Gotham city. Hopefully Dundee would find his own ride to Gotham she thought but if he needed help finding his way she wouldn't have a disagreement with stopping to give him directions via communicator.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:07 am
((Enter Arell, Dundee & Crazy Cat from IO Base))
Defeated, Arell got out of the truck. The man was nice enough to let them off at a gas station not too far from town. Dundee could sense that after all that s**t Arell had to deal with, he was taking it hard . . . and was in one BAD mood.
"Look . . . Arell, I'm sorry I yelled at you, brother. What're we gonna do now?" Dundee asked, Arell walking towards the store, pissed, defeated, and in need of some cigarettes.
"WE nothin'. I'm droppin' you back off at Gotham. From there, I ain't sure what de ******** I'm gonna do, but them flyin' critter-obsessed ******** don't want me to do my goddamn job an' just sit on my a** all goddamn day . . . if I stay in that hell-hole, I'd just as soon start shootin' THEM." Arell growled, speaking in anger as he got to the clerk, trying to calm himself down. "Case a' Luckies, please." Arell asked.
Dundee stood there. Now he done it . . . the Bats meant well, Arell meant well . . . and now those two were gonna wind up squaring off!
"Look, if you're mad at them, take it out on me. I was the one who tried to stop you, remember? You can't blame them for something I did." Dundee said, but Arell didn't care, paying for his smokes he went outside, a low growl of "keep the change" uttered.
"Hell . . . Dun', it's over. Those goddamn costumed punks can't even let a man do his own ********' WORK!" he growled, fumbling for his lighter. "s**t . . . Dun', ya don't have my lighter, do ya?" Arell asked. Dundee searched in his pockets and pulled out the lighter. Apparently in the urge to leave IO, the lighter wound up in one of Dun's pockets instead.
"Here, bro." Dundee said, holding up the lighter. Arell got it with a small smile.
"Thanks, Dun'." Arell said, lighting the smoke as he sat down on the sidewalk leading to the front of the gas station. All that they worked for . . . all they had accomplished back home. Toppling the mob's control in Louisiana, stealing the corrupt banks' money to give to those who needed it . . . fighting for a better world. For WHAT? The same costumed hoods he and Dundee idolized to completely make their lives hell. Arell didn't say a word, just smoking away, holding back the tears. It was something Dundee never saw in Arell before . . . Arell this low? This was unheard of.
"Damn . . . I guess I just ain't cut out fer this world." Arell said, getting up.
"Well . . . we may be down at Rock bottom now, only way we can go is up. Didn't Mom teach us that as kids?" Dundee asked Arell, who paused, turning around and coming back, hugging Dundee in the process.
"Yer right, kid." Arell said.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:17 am
Usually, the black cat was nothing more than a mischievous little imp who loved to twist things around for a good show. But...there were also times when the cat was more like....well, a cat. Especially when there was a good scratch behind the ears involved, or tuna, or someone who really needed a bit of comfort.
Sensing that the tougher man was a bit of an emotional wreck before he even sat down to smoke, CC moved up to the two and carefully planted himself beside Arell on the sidewalk. Nestled up against him and purring soothingly.
"And....having a cosmic powered cat around who will sometimes do special favors for those who really need it helps too..." he said, his tail flicking over the sidewalk behind him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:23 am
"Really? You can do that fer us?" Arell asked, now confused and interested with their companion. Dundee however, is surprised that the cat could even TALK!
"So we're gonna trust a cosmic-powered cat? Y'know, that actually sounds pretty legit." Dundee said, scratching the cat behind the ears. Arell smiling as he pet CC.
"Hey, fight weird with weird. Whatcha think we should do?" Arell asked, petting the cat with one hand, keeping the smoke away from CC and Dun'.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:34 am
The cat's purr grew a few levels in volume as he was pet and scratched. "Well...I can do just about anything. Troll or virus all of the lab's computers...open all of the cage doors and let their experiments loose on them... plant a little bomb in the basement of their building... But, that's rather an immediate means to an end. Bit Godmodish and really no fun to do. There is another laboratory that was collecting super heroes and villains to copy and re-create their powers. They're probably back up and running by now. Could sic them on the other lab. There's also a guy I know that has a but-load of connections. He could do something. Or I could just poof us to Hawaii for a mini break to relax while the "costumes" duke it out on their own. Or maybe I could get some other Black Lanterns up here so they're all distracted with that and don't notice you sneak over to IO." The cat mused. Rambling off ideas as they came to him.
"But it's really you're call."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:47 am
"Wouldn't mind Hawaii . . . that'd be a nice place to g- uh oh. Arell, why you smilin' like that? Last time you had a grin like that, three mobsters got shot in the face. What're you thinking?" Dundee asked skeptically the big Cajun smiling menacingly.
"I think I got us a plan. We're gonna need some black lanterns, a plane, that lab . . . an' a nice big bomb." Arell said, smirking deviously . . . one could almost sense that he had a plan now. If those so-called "heroes" were so damn c**k-sure in not doing anything, they could not only dynamite the FRACK outta that building, but possibly rescue those innocents they were talking about over the communicator!
"Arell, I don't like where this is going . . ." Dundee said. Dun was at least on good standing with the Bats.
"Make that the ONLY ONE still on good standing with those costumed hacks!"
C.J.! Goddammit behave yourself!
"Right, 'cause you telling ME to behave worked oh so well before. C'mon, Arell, listen to me. GET 'EM! They get in your way? Then just smile, flash the big-a** explosive and just go MOVE b***h, GET OUT THA' WAY!!! Whaddathey gonna do? They won't KILL YA!"
C.J., are you quite well through?!
"Mabbeh, mabbeh not."
Oh BROTHER.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 10:56 am
CC grinned from ear to ear. "That shouldn't be too hard to come by." he purred. "Might take a few minutes with the whole Black Lantern thing...but I believe there was a recent event that may put a fire under Nekron's barely existent butt."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 11:20 am
"Nekron? Like necronomicon? Like bringin' up the dead?!? Oooh nonononono, Arell, I think we'd better let them bats handle this o-!" Dundee got interrupted but Arell's sheer curiosity.
"Shush, Dun'. You don't wanna go? Well, you can go back t' de batcaves an' tell 'em all about how you let some crazy a** alcoholic an' a cosmic cat-alien blow up a buildin'. That way you don't get de blame fo' it." Arell assured Dun', who looked at the two.
"Crystal ain't gon' like this . . ." Dundee explained.
"Right now, she can kiss mah scaly a**, an' so can Kai. Now what're we gon' do t' wake Nekron up?" Arell asked as Dundee rolled his eyes.
Well, that didn't last long. Dundee thought.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 11:28 am
"Well....one of his Black Lanterns has recently been godmode back to life by a girl from another planet. THAT should have gotten his attention...but there really hasn't been any response to it since it happen. I'm sure when the...erm...one letting Nekron know what's going on elsewhere....*cough cough*....gets his butt in gear, Nekron will be more than willing to send out a bunch of his minions go go after her. All I'd have to do is re-direct some of them to go after some of the heroes." the cat replied.
".....Or I could mess with the timeline, let his new lady have her baby, and get the ball rolling with the whole return to earth and destroy all life in the universe again thing."
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 12:03 pm
"Can't we just let ALL the minions do the work and we go to Hawaii?" Dundee asked, scratching his head. Arell smiled and ruffled his brother's head.
"What better way to do a job than to do it yourself! They're just there for a distraction. You're in charge of gettin' the prisoners out, I nuke the hell outta that joint with the bomb and we all go for tacos later!" Arell mentioned. "Why wouldja wanna miss the fun? Get to see most of your old tormentors blown up in a fireball!" he added as Dun' rolled his eyes.
"You're CRAZY, 'Rell! Nothin's gonna be that easy. If we DO, we're gonna get thrown RIGHT into jail with all the other . . . villains . . . who . . . esca- well, that won't be so bad. Most villains in Gotham get let out after a week or less."
"Now ya know why I don't like prisoners." Arell drawled, taking another puff off his cigs.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 1:25 pm
The cat just sat quietly and purred, thinking about all the fun little things he could do while such a chaotic situation was playing itself out. Nothing that would harm his new friends of course, but....black lanterns...
What COULD he do to get the ball rolling on that little bit? And what could he do once it was?
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 2:13 pm
"Hey, Writer! Don't we play Jonah Hex, too?"
Yeah? Whatcha me- NO. Dude, you're worse than Arell 'cause you'd actually be crazy enough to DO this!
"But he's a lantern, right? Surrogate father to Arell, right?
NO! We're not getting involved unle- hmm . . . you know what? I think we got a raw deal from this whole ordeal. I know CC did it to us, but ya know what? Fuggit! Let's do it!!
"We're SO ******** when the Bats find out . . . "
Well Dun' wants to join 'em, tell it to HIM!
Arell smirked, realizing that it could work . . . little did he know that he ALREADY KNEW one Black Lantern, but didn't really get that that little factoid was possible.
. . . he called him Jonah.
However, Dundee was silently panicking. This was Brother's gator side coming in, and he wanted NO part of it. This scaly ******** that Dun' called his brother was out for BLOOD.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 9:11 pm
((Enter Crystal from I.O.))
Crystal drove into the edge of town and stopped. She took out her hone and texted Dun. "Hey, How's Arell's mood? I thought I'd find y'all and apologize. Maybe treet y'all to an all you can eat buffet."
She sighed abit and watched her phone for a response before sending another txt quickly. "Also, tell him I do still love him. Think of that as our first lover's spat I guess."
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