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The_Enigmatic_King Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2013 5:05 pm
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:20 am
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Deathstroke
There Is No Better Hunt
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Everything was slowly coming together. Walking through the halls of the large mansion, Slade watched as several villains began filling the rooms. They each brought their own expertise, their own ideas. The dream of finally taking down the ultimate prey was in sight. Smiling under his mask, Slade felt a bit of excitement. It was so close, he could almost taste it. He sometimes dreamed of removing the little bird boy's head from his shoulders. The boy no longer carried the handle of Robin, but to Slade, he was still a little twerp. He can change his name and clothing, but Slade could still see the frightened little boy underneath the mask. He could not wait to see the boy's face when he learned of Slade's return. And Nightwing was not the only one he was looking forward to seeing. Terra has also returned, and this time as a princess. Slade chuckled at the thought. The little brat now had a country under her control. He could use that to his advantage.
This was all a long time coming. After Slade had been a pawn, a mere puppet for Trigon, he began to rethink how his life had fallen so far. Taking time away from his plots, Slade had gotten back to his roots. He found himself as Deathstroke once more. A hired mercenary, he hunted those who were corrupt or just truly hated. At the right price, that is. In his time of finding himself, Slade believes to have discovered the reason behind his failing. The Titans. He had spent so much time trying to recruit Robin that he lost his footing. He had underestimated Terra and had payed the price. But no longer. These children would no longer plague his plans. They will end and soon.
Walking down the stared to the basement, Deathstroke ran over his thoughts again. He wanted to make sure he planned for everything. If he were to destroy these children for good, he would have to be careful. Each member of their group had to play a very important part. He stepped out of the stairway and down a long hallway to the control room. The table in the middle was lite as he walked over and took a seat. It was time to begin the planning. Pressing a button on the panel, red lights began flashing throughout the mansion, informing the villains to go to the basement. "We must be careful on how we operate," he said to himself as he glanced around. He wanted to make sure the Titans did not learn of this alliance until it was too late.
~~~
Then The Hunt Of Man
Slade Joseph Wilson
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 11:55 am
Dr. Crane walked the hallways as he looked at his notes from his last experiments from the his latest batch of Fear Gas. When he ran out, he would make more and have a experimental batch. Just to see how much stronger it can be. Especially to see how people would react differently. "Interesting how people act here. Much different from Gotham." He said as the needles on his gloves tapped on the clipboard. After he had escaped Arkham, he went off and looked for a new place to work in. He came into Jump City. And he loved it because it was a brand new group of people to scare.
He came upon Deathstroke in the hallways and into the control room. He followed him in. "My new batch is working wonderfully. I wonder how the Titans will react to it. Wonder what they fear." Scarecrow said as he walked in. Deathstroke recruited to his team shortly after he arrived in Jump City. The Scarecrow went up against the Batman many times. He didn't kill as often or rob banks for money. No. He liked to see the reactions of people. Try to understand the human mind. "Oh and I heard that The Princess of Markoiva and A Prince of Egypt have arrived today." he said with a smile underneath his mask
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:59 pm
~~~
Deathstroke
There Is No Better Hunt
~~~
Turning to face Scarecrow, Deathstroke was not unaware of the man's presence. The doctor was not stealthy, not in the least. But that was not his purpose. He had a greater part to play in their plans. As the doctor spoke of his serum, Slade nodded. "I hope you make sure to keep a tight lid on your gas, Dr. Crane. You would not like the results if it leaked into the mansion. I would hate to lose such a resource as your mind," he said as he sat back in his chair. Slade was not a very patient man when it came to stuff like that. If he was ever affected by Crane's fear gas, there would be hell to pay. The thought of not being in control angered Slade. Though he did not believe he feared anything, he did not want to learn otherwise.
The news of Tara and her husband were not surprising. "Seems their trying to get all the help they can get," he said as he pulled up a screen with the images of all the Titans. He added Terra's image along with Geb's. The list seemed to be getting longer every day. Which meant they needed to get to the serious work. "The problem with your gas is that it was tailored Gotham, a city already in fear. Jump City feel safe with that Tower looking over them. We need to break the city's faith in those Titans," he said, in thought. One of a hero's greatest strengths is the belief people have in them. To take that away would be a major blow against the Titans. "Is it possible to specify what people see while under your intoxication?"
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Then The Hunt Of Man
Slade Joseph Wilson
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 9:38 pm
DEAD|SHOT S.T.A.R. Labs Info:Name: Floyd LawtonTeam Affiliation: The BrotherhoodOccupation: Mercenary Deadshot remained silent as he observed the area he was in, it was nice, cold and damp something he enjoyed plus he had multiple exits to leave if he choose to go but the company seemed pleasing enough. He knew Deathstroke would be the 'commanding officer' of this gig that he decided to take up and figured the man knew a thing or two about getting his hands dirty and for Deathstroke to hire or gather a bunch of hired muscle perked Deadshot's interests thus far. Floyd pushed himself from a large and sturdy pillar and proceeded to make his presence visibly. He equipped on his traditional colours of red and yellow with a silver outlining, his helmet was the most important part of him, it identified him as Deadshot but unlike Deathstroke he had his right eye open on the helmet he had one, a perfect I.R. system identifier with the latest technology to boot. He took a seat trying to remain silent as he over heard the group, he didn't have much to say but preferred to listen on the instructions and plans being said, he would try to formulate something later that would match his skill set and abilities but at this moment he believed it would be introductions to those joining this 'cause' he was more interested with. Adjusting to his seat he leaned back slightly kicking his right leg up over his lap sitting calmly facing Deathstroke.
Floyd could gather a few things over the conversation but not much, he still wanted to know the interests of these Teen Titans, he was arguing with himself ever since he heard of the group and then deciding to get the gig he still felt a bit bitter, it felt to him like a waste of time and skill to occupy his time over a group of 'Kiddies' made his gut turn but he sucked it up the best he could hoping to get a better pay out with the end result plus with all the chaos going on maybe a few League members could show up and he could finally take a few them down and claim their bounty, that thought alone made a grin dance over his lips behind his helmet as he panned the room slowly.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 9:04 am
Dr. Crane chuckled as he looked at him. "My fear gas does not effect me. I don't fear anything which does sadden me. I don't get the luxury of fear like you and Deadshot." He said noticing Deadshot standing in silence. Dr. Crane sat his notes down before he sat down. "And you'll be surprise what you fear. Even if you are unaware of it, your subconices fear will show itself. Deadshot, what is you fear?" He asked pointing a needle finger at him.
Then Slade's former apprentice was mention. "I think for her, she won't be a problem towards you. I found her files after I heard she was coming because her brother forced her to see someone. She still fears you. Oh I can't wait to see that. And I bet you her husband fears for his wife's safety. As for the fear gas, i have some that lets me create a whole new fear in them. My mask allows me to work with that. Get me a new test subject and I can show you." He said.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 10:46 am
The elevator beeped, down in the base of operations. Once it opened up, it showed Slade’s newest apprentice. Cynder. Using her wheel chair to wheel towards her master, she looked up at him with a small fake smile. The men here scared her, she would be honest with herself. She continued to wheel her self, and now she was next to Slade. With the push of a button, the wheels folded under, and she started to float. The girl, glanced at the two men, and then back at her master. “Hello. My name is Cynder. It’s a pleasure to meet you both. Dr. Crane was it? Pleasure is mine.” With a second push of a button, two rocket launchers appeared on either side of her chair. And she smirked, she didn’t want the other two males, to think she was useless. “Upon your request Slade. Here is the complete blueprints of Titans Tower. Sorry, it took longer than expect. And along with it… the sewer system that connects to it.” She bowed her head, and smiled again. Smiling as she pressed a third button, and her laptop appeared in her lap, as her fingers moved quickly across the keyboard. "Shall I wake Plasmus?" She asked as her fingers continued across the keyboard. ((Once again sorry for the short post. Got alot of things going on.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 11:28 am
~~~
Deathstroke
There Is No Better Hunt
~~~
Nodding towards Deadshot, Deathstroke did not say anything to the man. Nothing needed to be said. The assassin was much like himself. Talking was a trivial thing. But in his position, Deathstroke needed to be talkative. As Crane spoke, Slade shook his head. "I was not talking about the Titans. I meant this city. The heroes care deeply for this city, but what would they do if the people fought against them, feared them," he replied as he smiled under his mask. "Also, do not underestimate these children. That is how I died last time," he warned the doctor.
When the elevator opened, Slade's attention was directed at his new apprentice, Cynder. The girl might be in a wheel chair, but that only made her more dangerous. Many times he suffered injury at underestimating an injured animal. But in their weaken state, they became more fierce and deadly. The same could be seen in Cynder. He could tell she was slightly intimidated by the two others in the room, and she attempted to make herself look bigger by showing her guns. Literally. The old man could not help but smile at the display. When she presented the blueprints of the tower, a small chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Wonderful work, my child. Wait a moment on releasing Plasmus. I wish to discuss something with Crane about him," he said, before looking at the doctor. "Do you think it would be possible to combine your gas with our walking goop? So that instead of acid, he spews your concoction?" he asked, looking over the blueprints. So many ideas were flowing through his mind, he could hardly contain them.
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Then The Hunt Of Man
Slade Joseph Wilson
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xX_Yuki_Star_Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 2:10 pm
My fate is my own... ßlå¢k£ïrê ...so stay out of my way.  KðmåñÐ'r Blackfire had been peacefully lounging on her bed, fiddling around with a piece of Earthen technology. Something called a "gameboy". She liked the small adventures she could embark on. But mostly she liked seeing how many ways she could kill her character. Jumping off cliffs. Running into flames. And, one of the more humorous, attacking chickens until they attack you. She had been perfectly happy until her room was bathed in a red glow. She had rolled her purple eyes before dropping her contraption on the bed and leaving her room. She made her way through the various tunnels underneath the city until she got to the main base.
There were a few people already there. Deadshot, Deathstroke, and Scarecrow. These people weren't necessarily her favorite in the universe. But they shared a common mission. To destroy the Teen Titans. Well...Blackfire was more after her sister Starfire than she was the rest of the titans. But she knew that hurting little Star's friends would, in turn, hurt Star herself. And that was something Blackfire wanted very much. The alien walked into the room, sitting on the edge of the table, just a short distance from the other three villains. She wasn't very interested in what they were talking about and would much rather have been continuing causing her little electronic minion pain. But oh well. She listened with an obviously bored expression on her face when the little wheelchair girl came rolling in. THe alien's purple eyes narrowed. It wasn't that she didn't like the younger villain. But she was paralyzed from the waist down and in a wheelchair. Blackfire simply saw her as weak. Locale: Main base
Company: Deathstroke, Scarecrow, Deadshot
Mood Bored/uninterested
Thoughts: 'This better be good...'
Out of Cupcakes: Crap post is crap T^T
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 4:21 pm
"And at the end of fear OBLIVION!"
 Scarecrow looked at the newcomer. He looked at the girl. "Tell me child, what is the one thing you fear?" He asked. He couldn't help it but learning what people fear. he listen to her and Slade speak to each other. He looked at Deathstroke. "Did you not hear what I said? I can make them fear the Titans with the gas. I can create new fears within people. Fear makes the strong fall weak. I've made Batman fall to his knees in fear. I can make Superman drop to his knees." He said as he slide his fingers along the table. He got up and started to walk, but came to a haul at what he was asked. "Yes and no. The gas will not mix with him. But We can place tanks and bombs filled with my gas in him. But he will be at victim to the gas. The only one in this room who wouldn't be affected is me." He said looking at him. In order to replace acid with gas would be difficult. They would have to go into the DNA core for that to work. He looked at Blackfire who entered the room. "she blesses us with her presence." He said.  xxxxxxx
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"There's nothing to fear but fear himself! " ╔══════════════╗
With: Deathstroke, Blackfire, DeadShot and Cynder
Location: Base
Thoughts: "If I can find out what they fear...."
Emotions: Depress
╚══════════════╝ Out Of Concoctions: text here
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 6:17 pm
DEAD|SHOT S.T.A.R. Labs Info:Name: Floyd LawtonTeam Affiliation: The BrotherhoodOccupation: MercenaryFloyd slowly looked over to the one that called himself 'Scarecrow' he knew the man when he read a dossier over him, Dr.Cane the man was a resident of Gotham City and an interest to Batman himself, like the others he had a unique outfit and mask. Leaning back he didn't react to Scarecrow's comment about fear he just simply sighed as it echoed a bit in his helmet showing he wasn't to impressed and this wasn't going well to start with first impressions. Trying to adjust to the chair he looked over the group once over until he heard a few others approach, he noticed the female in the wheelchair as he arched an eye brow on her expressions, he has seen it before but he didn't react to it he remained calm and tried to look as casual as a mercenary who is hired to kill could look but soon enough she showed her cards as he noticed the weapon ordinance she equipped ion her made him grin behind the helmet slightly, amused by it he looked over to Deathstroke as the two communicated.
As another came in his interested peaked once again, but it was mostly due to her outfit, he leaned back to get a better look then eased up as she made her way towards the able but kept her distance, he could tell she was not impressed with anything at the moment. But he could tell she wasn't her for being tactical or for being organized, maybe Deathstroke needed an 'enforcer' and this was it, it was also rumored Bane would make an appearance which made sense to have a few enforcers to play to keep a group of heroes occupied while a few of them hit key locations where it counted. As she sat down on the table Floyd leaned forward placing his hands together on the table looking at her for a while then back over to Deathstroke as he continued to work on a plan to introduce Scarecrow's fear gas with another element.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 8:21 pm
"I am Bane, I break people."  As the villains went over their plans one could hear slight heavy thud of boots against the floor. As the thuds grew close one could make out a very muscular figure entering the room. Bane looked calmly through his mask as the assembled group, he recognized the thin frame of Scarecrow and noted the mercenary Deadshot along with Deathstroke. The two females he didn't recognize but it hardly fazed the former prison inmate, he just needed to see if either would be valuable assets or if it was not worth the trouble. Hearing Scarecrow speak of fear Bane couldn't help the slight chuckle that escaped him. " It is true that fear makes for a valuable weapon señor Scarecrow. Still if the pajarito ("Little Bird" in reference to Nightwing) is anything like his mentor than it will be difficult to break his will completely and so long as the leader of these 'Teen Titans' maintains his will and determination they will be an ever present thorn in our sides. Señor Deathstroke, you have had the most dealings with these Teen Titans yes? What can you tell us of the team? Strengths, weaknesses, things that can be used against them." Bane spoke calmly, his Spanish accent evident as he adjusted some of the tubes connected to his body.
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Grand AkumaShogun Vice Captain
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the_village_crazy Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 11:07 pm
 Aaron Dillingham had been hovering over his workbench, reviewing the blueprint of Titans Tower he had been studying and drafting for days. In red marker he had marked and labeled various parts of the Tower of which possible attacks could be made. Being true to his Termite persona, he made the notes seem like the workings of an energetic psychopath. There were scribbles and the obnoxious use of the term “boom!” and “bang!” in various spots of the blueprint, but it was still legible. There was no false information on his part while drafting the blueprint. Aaron was a freelance spy and did not want to have Titans Tower completely destroyed, but he knew Slade would spot a mistake or something that could be done better when planning an attack. The safe thing for Aaron to do was to just do his job: be a saboteur. The best case scenario is in the event of an attack on Titans Tower, Aaron would have time to sabotage a few plans along the way, at least softening the blow on the Titans.
The flashing red light had startled the saboteur. Apparently Slade had decided to hold a meeting today. It would be in Aaron’s best interest to attend as soon as possible. He quickly fastened his mask on, rolled up his blueprints and ran to the air vent in the top corner of his room. It was an unusual shortcut, but it was effective, especially because of where his room was. He was able to slide down the vents, thus making his travel faster compared to simply taking the stairs. Termite had been known for his unorthodox methods of moving about the mansion. If he wasn’t going through vents, he was moving through walls or crawling through the space underneath the floors. It probably freaked people out, but such transportation worked for him. In five minutes he had unloosed the bolts on the door of the vent to the lair and kicked it open. He slipped out and surveyed the room. Deathstroke shooting the breeze with Scarecrow and Bane, Deadshot checking out Blackfire, and Slade's apprentice Cynder was showing off her machine guns built into her wheelchair.
Aaron skipped to Slade’s table and slipped out his freshly prepared blueprints from his harness and unrolled them. ”D, my man, I’m about to blow your m—“ The saboteur had stopped short when he saw that Slade had already been supplied with blueprints of Titans Tower. ”Mind,” he finished his sentence, clearly disappointed. All that work of scribbling ideas for a possible attack had apparently been for nothing. ”I guess Cynder beat me to it, huh?” He threw his hands into the air and slumped into a seat next to Deadshot. ”Teacher’s pet,” he muttered under his breath. 
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 6:29 pm
~~~
Deathstroke
There Is No Better Hunt
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Looking over at Scarecrow, Deathstroke chuckled a bit. "The only thing Plasmus fears is being awake. But while he's conscious, he has no fears. It helps that his mind is so limited in such a state. That makes him a perfect carrier for the fear gas," he replied as he sat back. When Bane entered and began speaking about gathering information on the Titans, he was glad to have another military mind in the room. "If we release Plasmus on the Titans, we can watch from a far, study them further. The newest Titans are the main concern, he said, looking over at Deadshot. He would be the best choice for such a mission. Blackfire, not so much.
When Termite entered the room, Deathstroke looked over the boy's blueprints. They were good and filled in a few gaps left in Cynder's. "Very good, Termite. These will help greatly," he said, ignoring the boy's reaction to the other blueprints. He wasn't in the mood to deal with rivalry. As the others spoke, he noticed something move on one of the security cameras right before it went up. Sitting up straight, he watched the other cameras go out with such skill, he figured it was the work of one person. His suspicion was confirmed when he watched her stab a note to the door. Rose was in Jump City. That made things a little complicated. If she were part of the Titans, he would have to be careful.
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Then The Hunt Of Man
Slade Joseph Wilson
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 8:24 pm
 Scarecrow’s question irked her. “What I fear… What I fear is never walking without a mech. I have seen, my family, my town crushed. I have seen my idols being destroyed. I do not fear much anymore, except maybe short circuts.” Cynder looked at the male who just entered the room…. Bane…. “And of course, I FEAR him. The famous Bane, the one who broke the Bat.” It was then, that Bane asked about the Titans, and that was when her eyes lit up. Due to her obsession with the Titans before the war started. She had info on the founding 5, and Terra. She smirked and would get into that later. She pressed a button, and Plasmus’s vial came from the ceiling revealing his humanoid form. “I can wake him when ever.” The brunette, glared at Blackfire as well. Termite, then entered the room, with his own copy of the Tower blueprints. He was a few minutes too late. In truth, she had the blueprints for a long while. Back before she even joined the Brotherhood. Sighing, she pressed a button, and her wheel chair went back down to size and stopped floating so she could see the plans Termite gave her master. “Alright Bane. You want to know about the Titans? They are my obsession.” She replied gently. Her fingers flew across her laptop, as a white screen came down. “Movie time!” She smirked. First Robin’s picture appeared, with a heart around it… “Ignore that. Robin now Nightwing, is the leader of this group. He is very acrobatic and like your Batman, possess various equipment such has his own version of the bataranh, zipline, smoke bombs, and even a retractable bo-staff, that when one end is destroyed, the other end can extend. He usually carries two of these. Currently, he is dating Starfire. So that there is his weakness. Robin, was also Slade’s apprentice.” She continued, “Next is Cyborg. Him being the oldest of the founders, he was like the big brother to most of them, and is considered the second in command. This was shown often in the time they have been together. Though currently, we do not have to worry about him, for he is away at Titans East. His has a cannon on his arm, and is very computer savvy.” Taking a breath, she looked at Blackfire. “Next is Blackfire’s own sister, Starfire. Both alien princesses, Blackfire being the oldest, but not the heir to throne. Oh well…. Anyways, according to the data I have received, her powers are controlled by her emotion. She has flight, super strength, and can shoot energy from her eyes and hands. Like I said earlier, she is dating Nightwing. Now Raven... the darkest of the Titans. She is a mage of Azaroth. Like Starfire, her powers are controlled by her emotions. She has flight, to an extent teleportation. And she uses powerful magic.” She chuckled, slightly. “Finally Beast Boy, the wanna be jokester, whose jokes are really not that funny… Though you laugh because you feel sorry, he has the power to change into any animal. That… sums him up, other than his obsession with Terra. Another one of Slade’s apprentices, before I came along. She manipulates earth.” During her explanation of each of the Titans, there pictures flashed across the screen. “Like Slade mentioned, it’s the new Titans we gotta worry about. I have very little info on them, Super Boy. Like Superman, has immense strength. I am unaware of any other traits of them. They have a Green Lantern, and a Titan who sings, and one who manipulate plants. How I know this… with Cyborg gone… there is no one there, to stop my attempts at hacking the system… So anything else you wish to know?” She smirked, proving her worth even more so. OoC:
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