<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ef/Flash-Wally.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Wally West (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=239229.msg11803570#msg11803570)<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Flash III (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=239229.msg11803570#msg11803570)<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>Uh... the good guys?<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 20:13<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham Central Bank, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Poison Ivy, Thorn, Booster Gold, Orin, anybody else in the immediate area.<br/><hr/><br/>"Woah..." Flash's eyes went wide just as soon as he stepped into the Gotham Central Bank.  He was expecting many things.  A trap.  An ambush of some sort.  More bad guys with super powers.  Maybe some kind of giant plant monster attack dog thingy...<br/><br/>He did not expect to be greeted with the sight of a gorgeous naked lady.  Poison Ivy was evil and psychotic, sure, but... green was definitely her colour.  The scarlet speedster stood there, transfixed and slack-jawed, unable to really come up with a proper response.  Forget pheromones, the lovely nature-themed super-villainess could manipulate men (and some women) with her charm alone.  He didn't know if the poisonous plant lady was doing this on purpose.  Distracting him.  Intentionally.  If she was intentionally distracting him with her charms, well... it was working!  Damn it!<br/><br/>"Uh... *ahem*!  Well... I believe I am obligated to at least give you a chance to surrender and turn yourselves in, so... please do that," Flash stammered through his lines in a very faux-deep sounding voice, like a kid trying to imitate a grown-up.  His attention, however, was taken by another villain on the scene.<br/><br/>Turning around, Flash's gaze was met with yet another gorgeous woman.  If his memory was correct, this one was Thorn, a crazy vigilante-type.  She and Red Hood might hit it off... if they didn't meet within the next few minutes, that is.  This one was... well, she was wearing clothes, but not much more so than the plant lady.  Young Wally couldn't help but allow his gaze to... linger in certain places.  That whip was definitely going to be dangerous.  If her skin was exposed so much, did that mean she was immune to Poison Ivy's pheromones?  Actually, come to think of it, did the pheromones only work on guys?  No... wait... there were definitely quite a few female civilians who were affected by the toxins and not all of them could swing that way... could they?  There was Megan who got hit too... it wasn't exactly the same kind of... plant poison?  Then again... did that mean Megan swung that...<br/><br/>Focus!<br/><br/>"Uh... that chance to surrender also extends to you too, just so you know," Flash smirked as he face off against the slightly more-dressed psycho girl.  It was times like these that he was thankful his brain worked at lightning speed.  Otherwise, he'd be too distracted by random thoughts to ever get anything done!<br/><br/>Just as he got ready to duke it out and get up close and personal with red-headed gorgeous vigilante... the ceiling started crumbling down!<br/><br/>Then... a mysterious figure came down from the hole in the ceiling.  Young Wally had heard the stories before.  He couldn't believe it.  One of the great legends had come.<br/><br/>"Woah... Green Lantern?  Is that you?" Wally shielded his eyes as his gaze turned to... Booster Gold.  With a cheerful grin and a thumbs up, he said, "Neat new costume, man!  Hey, does this mean I should be calling you Gold Lantern from now on?  Oh... woah!"<br/><br/>Distracted by Booster Gold's entrance, the Flash barely registered that Thorn had chosen that opportunity to attack!  The lash of the whip came crashing down upon him.  It was aimed at his ankle!  Taking a single step back, Wally braced himself...<br/><br/>That was when time slowed down.<br/><br/>Large chunks of debris from the ceiling floated gently down toward the ground, the gravity seemingly to have lessened.  Poison Ivy and Thorn appeared to be near motionless.  The lights flickered... those cheap fluorescent tubular lights were only 60 Hz.  Of course they'd flickered from his perspective.  He glanced down toward his ankle.<br/><br/>Ah... Thorn's whip had already ensnared his ankle.  There was already a tight enough grip that he could not simply pull his foot loose.<br/><br/>Vibrate through it.<br/><br/>Barry had done it before.  Wally reasoned that he could probably do the same.  He had been semi-successful in the past.  Besides, he was only phasing his ankle through a whip, not going through a wall.  Compared to that, this should be a-<br/><br/>Oh.<br/><br/>Crap.<br/><br/>Well, the good news was, he had managed to phase his ankle through the whip.  The bad news was... he stopped phasing a little too soon.  One of the barbed tips had managed to scratch through his costume and draw a tiny bit of blood.  Apparently, that was enough.<br/><br/>There was one more thing.  The whip he phased through?  It was now vibrating with unstable molecules.<br/><br/>Dropping to the floor, time started flowing normally again.  From the perspective of everyone else, it appeared as though Thorn had successfully tripped him with her expertly handled whipping.  Dropping onto his hands and knees, he looked up in time to see the destabilized portion of the whip get retracted back while leaving the barbed wires behind.<br/><br/>Urgh... so this was what everyone else felt when they got hit with the toxins?  No wonder they threw up.  Wait... what else was he feeling?<br/><br/>Crap.<br/><br/>Literal crap.<br/><br/>Gritting his teeth, he zipped over to hide behind cover as he recovered his strength as best he could.  His eyes darted about before landing on the men's bathroom.  Within a couple seconds, he was already inside, taking care of business...<br/><br/>Okay... concentrate.  How did it go again?  He had higher metabolism and higher rate of healing as a result.  That means the poison should pass through his system at a faster rate.  Around 400 times faster, if he concentrated on dealing with the poison specifically.  What kind of poison was it again?  He remembered going through all the biology text-books in his school library at one point.  Which poison caused these types of symptoms again?  Too many, still... he could narrow it down based on smell.  He kinda wished he had a microscope at the moment.  Wait... who cares?  It was probably one of 250 species of Wolfsbane.  Wait... was it Monkshood that was poisonous or was it the European one?  Wait... was Monkshood European as well?  Were they all poisonous?  Maybe just Aconitum Lycoctonum... or maybe Montana as well...?<br/><br/>The sound of flushing toilet could be heard following by the sound of the sink being used.  After that, Flash nonchalantly exited the washroom, wiping his hands with paper towels all the while, whistling to the tune of the Justice League theme song.  He scrunched up the paper towels, tossed them into the trash can, then turned his attention back on the enemies again.  The spot on his ankle where his costume was ripped was patched up with a Hello Kitty patch.<br/><br/>"Alright... let's try this again!" Just as the Flash announced his re-entry into the fray, he suddenly started vibrating on the spot again!  Within a couple seconds, there were three of him!  Then nine!  Then... 27...<br/><br/>Suddenly, the entire Gotham Central Bank was crowded with a small army of Flashes!  Each had a smug look on his face, arms crossed and standing casually in place.  Several of them were placed in front of all exits in an effort to cut off the villainesses escape!