Justice League: Plan #234 [EX] (Middle Eastern Deserts)
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				Title: <strong>Justice League: Plan #234 [EX] (Middle Eastern Deserts)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 18:35:01</strong>
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				The landscape is desolate, covered in howling winds and sands.&nbsp; The nearby cities are now under the command of someone calling himself Warlord Ali Heydar (Great Lion).&nbsp; In the sands is a large castle of gleaming spires.&nbsp; There is something unnatural about this oasis in the middle of the deserts.&nbsp; It is more like a castle from some fairytale.&nbsp; It looks rather well guarded, patroled by well armed guards and vehicles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Plan #234 [EX] (Middle Eastern Deserts)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 21:16:17</strong>
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				Sinestro streaked in like a comet of yellow, flying through the clouds before landing amid a dry riverbed.&nbsp; Using his power ring, he estimated the territory controlled by Ali Heydar, and confirmed that he was approximately in the center.&nbsp; People for miles around, and probably the local air defense radar, had seen his arrival.&nbsp; This was good, considering he intended to strike fear.&nbsp; <br><br>The Prince lowered his power ring and deactivated his shield, conserving the limited amount of power in the ring's battery.&nbsp; The ground below him began to quake, as out of the earth rose a massive yellow pedastal, bearing him up like a god as the prince rose into the sky on the column of force, glowing with yellow light so as to be visible like a sunrise of doom.&nbsp; The column rose 2,000 feet into the sky, growing larger and larger at its base until it was 400 feet in radius, its glow extending roots into anyone that could see the monolith, like a fang that had bit into the nation, and was drinking its blood.<br><br>The nano capsule on Sinestro's belt opened up, revealing his power battery, quickly swallowed by the monolith of fear.&nbsp; Sinestro knelt down, and placed his ring into the battery, taking a deep breath before intoning the oath.&nbsp; "In the Light of the stars, in Brightest Day, no Justice shall Find me Here, let the fools who stand before me be destroyed, by the power I posses; Yellow Lantern's Fear!"&nbsp; He proclaimed, as power flared through his ring, causing the ring to exclaim "You cannot control the power Sinestro."&nbsp; Ignoring the ring's warning, Sinestro raised his ring to the heavens, and called upon it to create a gigantic, powerful illusion of an entire fleet of spaceships emerging from a wormhole in the upper atmosphere.&nbsp; The Sinestro fleet swarmed down upon the enemy kingdom, raining down hundreds of yellow bombs, each one landing with a thud in plain sight, in the public spaces of the kingdom.<br><br>The attack by the fleet was fierce and inescapable, every slight attack responded to by a raising of shields, while the strangely impervious space ships dropped their deadly cargo.&nbsp; 20 minutes after the blitz had started, Sinestro's image appeared hovering in miniature above each bomb, informing those gathered around them of their fate.&nbsp; "Greetings, subjects of Ali Heydar.&nbsp; I am Sinestro, a galactic villain of some infamy, and I have decided to liberate you from the tyrant who controls you.&nbsp; Sitting below my image is an antimatter bomb, armed, and ready to explode at any moment.&nbsp; I have seeded your nation with enough bombs to kill everyone in it 5 times over, and intend to detonate them if you do not give into my demands."&nbsp; Sinestro said, the echoes of his voice filling the entire country.&nbsp; <br><br>"Any attempt to tamper with the bombs will result in their detonation.&nbsp; Any attack on me, will result in annihilation of the country.&nbsp; My death, or separation from the power ring, will trigger a deadman's switch which will annihilate you.&nbsp; Your lives are in my hands, and at any time I can destroy you.&nbsp; My demands are as follows: the complete and unconditional surrender of one Ali Heydar, the release of all political prisoners within the nation, and the formation of a new, democratic government, with a constitution to be approved by me, Sinestro."&nbsp; The Prince announced, watching as his power ring began to glow like a star.&nbsp; "I urge every man, woman, and child who can hear this to take your desires to Ali Heydar personally, so that he knows the will of his people.&nbsp; You have 20 minutes to comply with my demands."&nbsp; Sinestro concluded, feeling somewhat guilty for the inevitable casualties in the civic disorder he had just touched off.
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 02:11:44</strong>
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				As soon as Sinestro entered the airspace, the jets flew in.&nbsp; They swarmed around Sinestro, without any warning they started to fire at the large yellow column and its creator.&nbsp; Their missiles and weapons were deflected by the shields.&nbsp; <br><br>As they flew closer, Sinestro would realize that non of them possessed any pilots.&nbsp; They were defiantly unmanned aircraft of some sort.&nbsp; The planes flew around blasting away, their bullets sparking off his shields.&nbsp; The wormhole opened and the blitz started with his own ships.&nbsp; Half of the fighters broke off, heading for the ships Sinestro had created.<br><br>Sinestro's image was projected.&nbsp; In no time at all, the masses were breaking into a panic.&nbsp; The jets did not break off though.&nbsp; The people below seemed to panic more as the jets continued their attack.&nbsp; In no time at all, they were mobbing towards the fairytale castle.&nbsp; As soon as they got closer, gun ports started to open up.&nbsp; Then the masacre began..
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 02:45:54</strong>
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				"Well, that could have gone better."&nbsp; Sinestro commented, as his power reserves were quickly depleted by the aircraft attacks.&nbsp; Fortunately, with all the fear around, it took almost no energy to keep his shields strong enough to defend against the bullets and missiles of the unmanned fighters.&nbsp; Sinestro directed his illusory air force towards the castle, in an effort to draw the fire of the castle's ramparts.&nbsp; "Cease firing, Ali Heydar, or your castle shall be destroyed!"&nbsp; Sinestro demanded, even as his power ring said to him&nbsp; "You don't have enough power to even hope to save these idiots.&nbsp; Hero."&nbsp; Sinestro's frustration drained a tiny bit of power from the ring, but on the other hand, he did have enough power to make good on his bluff...&nbsp; sort of.&nbsp; What kind of middle eastern tyrant had a completely automated military?&nbsp; He must have been receiving support from the soviets.&nbsp; Or the Americans, since this was backwards world.
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 12:37:37</strong>
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				The only response from the castle was more machine gun fire.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 01:48:16</strong>
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				Sinestro watched the carnage.&nbsp; He couldn't possibly just stand there, yet the tyrant seemed to have called his bluff.&nbsp; His only hope was to ensure the success of the revolt he had inspired.&nbsp; Instantly, everything Sinestro had created with his ring vanished, causing his yellow lantern to plummet to earth as the Sinestro fleet vanished.&nbsp; The Prince teleported directly in front of the castle, in the lines of fire.&nbsp; "Do not look directly at the power ring!"&nbsp; He yelled, firing a massive blast of energy.&nbsp; A corona of light exploded from his power ring, visible from 10 miles distant, and drilled into the castle, tearing apart the matter of the castle, in hopes of blowing a massive hole in the front, maybe even cutting the power to the automated defenses.&nbsp; <br><br>"You'll never do anything without Power!"&nbsp; The power ring whispered to Sinestro, as it went gray along with his costume.&nbsp; Sinestro searched around desperately for a uniform and a gun from the fallen revolters, hoping desperately that their inertia would make them depose their tyrant.&nbsp; How quickly would they be able to realize that the threat of annihilation was gone, anyway?
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 13:06:20</strong>
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				The blast of energy blew a hole in the side of the castle revealing a rather large courtyard.&nbsp; Men started running out of one of the buildings, each of them heavily armed and amoured.&nbsp; Trained mercenaries.&nbsp; They all dropped to one knee and started shooting.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 15:21:57</strong>
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				Sinestro dashed forward, cradling an AK-47 and wearing a khaki shirt and pants over his uniform.&nbsp; He was still out of place, but he might be mistaken for a man wearing red face pain or covered in blood.&nbsp; The Prince didn't know how to use a gun beyond turning off the safety and pulling the trigger.&nbsp; Fortunately, the destroyed castle was a bountiful cornucopia of cover, and he could easily get into an exposed hall.&nbsp; <br><br>Sinestro crouched and snuck through the corridors, trying to get up close to the mercenaries, where he could flank them and disarm them with his martial arts.&nbsp; If the rebels were attacking at the same time, he might just be able to do so without being spotted.&nbsp; ...Assuming that one of them didn't fire an RPG into the crowd of mercenaries and injure him with the shrapnel.&nbsp; Sinestro liked being without his powers.&nbsp; It reminded him just how strong he really was.
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 15:29:50</strong>
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				There was enough fighting in the courtyard that Sinestro could easily sneak into the corridors.&nbsp; Most of the guardes were too busy taking care of the scared rebels.&nbsp; It didn't seem like a fight, more a one sided massacre.<br><br>As Sinestro made his way into the corridors, he found a few of the men crouched down, sniping down several villiagers.&nbsp; They were unaware of the alien sneaking up on them.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 17:44:13</strong>
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				Sinestro calmly walked towards the snipers, although he could have just as easily ran at them yelling, considering what firing high caliber rifles in close proximity to each other must be doing to their ears.&nbsp; Almost casually, he grabbed the first sniper in line by the wrist and pressed him against the floor, his fist giving the sniper's neck enough pressure to make him pass out in seconds.&nbsp; The Prince picked up the Sniper's gun and swung it like a golf club at the next sniper's head, knocking him senseless with a reassuring <em>thwack!</em><br><br>As if all in one motion, Sinestro grabbed the gun of the sniper he'd just beat senseless and pointed it at the next poor butcher in line, pulling the trigger with no hesitation.&nbsp; Perhaps in Gotham city it would have been murder, but here, on the battlefield, it was war.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 18:19:59</strong>
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				They went down one by one.&nbsp; The first one hit the ground, the fist to his neck making him black out.&nbsp; The other one went down with a loud crack as he fell to the ground.&nbsp; The hallway was clear and silent except for the sounds of a rapidly loosing battle for the villiagers.&nbsp; Still there was no sign of the warlord.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 18:35:59</strong>
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				Sinestro wedged the sniper's laser rifle into his armpit and snuck his way towards the courtyard, perching somewhat in the corner before giving the entenched mercenaries a couple of silent shots of hot shining death from behind as he charged.&nbsp; Tossing away the rifle, Sinestro grabbed one of the defending mercanaries by the arm and wedged him in front, allowing the man to act as a human shield while the Prince closed with his enemies.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sinestro knew he had to keep moving and stay close to any soft cover he could find.&nbsp; There were surely other snipers in the courtyard, and they would be gunning for him.&nbsp; He could only hope that the rebels would get to them before they got to him.&nbsp; <br><br>In the mean time, he didn't have time to think, all he could do was dodge, disarm, disable, dodge, disarm, disable.&nbsp; He went flawlessly through his katas, calmly engaging in moves that would have been predictable and foolish to a native of Korugar, but were baffling to humans, even trained mercenaries.&nbsp; Unfortunately, his body was getting tired quickly.&nbsp; It was incredibly difficult to use a martial arts style designed around deliberate slowness in a situation where you needed to move fast.&nbsp; His muscles screamed for a rest, barely able to keep up with the abuse his will was putting them to.&nbsp; The agression that his fear brought.
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				Post by: <strong>zothab</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 22:28:55</strong>
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				From Watchtower (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=41594.msg2063552#msg2063552)<br><br>A burst of technicoloured energy announced Wonder Woman's arrival a fraction of a instant before the raven haired beauty appeared, standing in her trademark, hands on hips, sultry pose.<br><br>Unfortunately, popping up in a middle of raging battle isn't always the best idea. Divine reflexes exploded into action almost before Diana's rational mind was able to process what was going on. Her wrist flicking back and forward around her, flicking bullets off her bracers and deflecting them harmlessly into sandstone walls.<br><br>"Bugger!" Diana swore, looking around frantically, taking stock of the situation. She really should have thought that through a little more.
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 12:48:21</strong>
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				Diana had appeared right in the courtyard of the castle.&nbsp; People were starting to run out as turret guns from towers and human soldiers fired down at them.&nbsp; The rebels were fleeing and the winning side seemed to not mind shooting as many of them in the back as they felt like.<br><br>Some turned to fire at the woman who had appeared but the bracelets were making their efforts worthless.&nbsp; Some of the men where talking into communicators, receiving orders from <em>someone</em>.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 19:23:07</strong>
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				Sinestro was quite pleased to see Superwoman appearing above him.&nbsp; He was considerably less pleased to see his rebels running away.&nbsp; The castle was filled with cover!&nbsp; They should have been entrenching themselves, not running away and risking being shot to death.&nbsp; Not that it mattered.&nbsp; Sinestro was already exhausted, frustratingly unable to affect the outcome of the battle.&nbsp; <br><br>Taking advantage of the distraction Diana's appearance provided, Sinestro dashed off toward the lower levels of the castle, hoping to find a bunker with the controls to the automated weapons.&nbsp; ...And hopefully the manual on how to control them, right there.&nbsp; And maybe a fully charged yellow lantern battery.&nbsp; And a pony.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Yeah, a pony would be really sweet right now.</em>&nbsp; Sinestro thought, as he dodged between laser blasts from the guards.
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				Post by: <strong>zothab</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 22:51:20</strong>
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				That's just not cricket, Diana thought, when she realised that most of the guns weren't shooting at her, but rather at the fleeing rebels. She may have had no idea who's side they were on - she really, really should have checked before teleporting down - but shooting people in the back was no right.<br><br>Her blue, red and gold wrapped body broke into a blur, as she speed around the courtyard, yanking the cheap Russian assault rifles out of the hands of loyalist mercenaries (and a few of the braver rebels - better say than sorry). No more than five seconds later, Wonder Woman had deposited all the guns in a pile right out in the open.<br><br>Carefully positioning herself between the guns and one of the automatic laser emplacements that was shooting at her, Wonder Woman waited until the moment it fired - diving out of the way at the last instant, and letting the laser's high energy beams turn the captured guns to slag.<br><br>"Bugger." Diana repeated to herself as she came to halt behind some cover. Her star-spangled pants were coming undone. Her makeshift knot looked like it hadn't been up to all the running and rolling around. Retying them with one hand, she headed&nbsp; into the castle, following the path she thought she had seen Sinestro take. 
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 11:40:00</strong>
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				As she grabbed the guns, she briefly got a quick look at the logo but before it could be studied, the guns melted from the heat of the lasers.<br><br>Both Sinestro and Wonder Woman ran through a pair of large double doors.&nbsp; They seemed to be in some large hallway lined with statues.&nbsp; Each statue represented one of the world's great military minds.&nbsp; <br><br>As Sinestro was running ahead, there was a large click as some hidden tripwire was tripped.&nbsp; The doors behind Wonder Woman clanged shut with a loud <em>shnick</em> as they locked.&nbsp; &nbsp;There was a low rumbling sound as Alexandra the Great's sword came down toward Sinestro.&nbsp; One by one the statues started to move.&nbsp; No one was getting to the end of this hallway if they had anything to say about it.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 16:54:08</strong>
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				"Why Alexander?"&nbsp; Sinestro asked, running swifly down the hall even as his sides ached and his body sweated buckets.&nbsp; He'd experienced a lot of strange things, but being chased by an obscure Macedonian king was among the strangest.&nbsp; Napoleon being there made sense.&nbsp; He conquered the new world, after all.&nbsp; Robert E. Lee was a reasonable inclusion as well, he'd conquered the old world, after an embarrasing defeat against Mexico.&nbsp; &nbsp;But Rommel?&nbsp; Patton?&nbsp; Some of the older dressed statues the Prince couldn't even identify with his prodigous historical training.&nbsp; He could just barely identify the deposed King William, and briefly wondered while dodging Robert E. Lee's saber why it couldn't have been Queen Joan I.&nbsp; <br><br>"This world's history makes no sense!"&nbsp; Sinestro shouted to nobody in particular, running like a particularly terrified chicken with its head cut off to escape the hall of deadly deadly losers from across history.&nbsp; It was almost too easy.&nbsp; He was with a <em>real</em> superhero.&nbsp; Doubtless, Wonder Woman would crush the statues into powder, and have both of them home in time for tea and crumpets, and maybe whatever frumpy british people call anal sex.&nbsp; "You're not going to stop me from getting that PONY!!"&nbsp; Sinestro screamed, dashing across the hall with his arms in a high guard.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>zothab</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 20:50:10</strong>
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				"Your what?" Diana frowned as she caught a spear thrust from Shaka on her right bracers. The evidence was mounting - attacking a random country unaided, the megalomania, yelling for ponies, being foreign. It seemed quite likely that Sinestro was mad.<br><br>Wonder Woman flowed around a second spear thrust, her left hand extending in a vicious chop against the statue's neck. Rolling away she extended her leg into a high kick at Alexander, as he&nbsp; was advancing on the crazy Alien's exposed back.<br><br>"Buggery." She muttered again, as the slipshod again began to loosen. But in the flow of battle, Diana just had to ignore it and clear her mind - letting her self shift smoothly from opponent to opponent. Her combat style changed from move to move, graceful throw to brutal headbutt as the gift of Ares took around the room - though always making sure to protect Sinestro.
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 23:07:20</strong>
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				Sinestro managed to dodge them as he ran forward.&nbsp; Behind him Diana was cutting through them.&nbsp; Her high kick threw the Alexander statue back causing it to hit a wall and crumble.&nbsp; Her trained and powerful movements cut a path through them.<br><br>Sinestro was almost to the doors at the end of the hallway when Hitler and Caesar stepped in front of the door.&nbsp; They stood there waiting for the alien to try to get past them into the chamber behind the doors.
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 05:57:29</strong>
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				Sinestro's jaw dropped as he saw the last two figures in the hall.&nbsp; "Seriously?"&nbsp; He asked, crossing his arms and standing in place before the hostile statues.&nbsp; "The greatest painter and humanitarian of the 20th century, and a modestly successful Roman mob consul.&nbsp; In what universe could those two possibly be military conquerors?"&nbsp; Sinestro asked, hoping to cover up the fact that he was too winded to keep evading the statues by pure chutzpah.&nbsp; <br><br>"In what universe could these two possibly be considered military leaders?&nbsp; These guys don't even have command experience beyond the regimental level!"&nbsp; The Prince complained, wondering if he should work in another reference to wanting a pony.&nbsp; "What?&nbsp; Did you go and adopt more advanced versions of the mobile warfare strategies first articulated by British generals like J.F.C. Fuller to take over Africa?"&nbsp; Sinestro asked the Hitler statue, wondering if the damned things had logic circuts or something to overload.&nbsp; Or for the guy operating the statues to self destruct them out of frustration.&nbsp; Someone who was in it for reasons other than pure entertainment wouldn't use such silly defense measures...&nbsp; right?<br><br>"Well, come on.&nbsp; I'm going to stand here all day, if that's what it takes."&nbsp; Sinestro said to the statues, standing in place with his arms crossed, hoping desperately that he'd recover enough to squeeze between the two completely out of place figures when they rushed him.&nbsp; "Not that I expect <em>politicians</em> to actually do anything."&nbsp; Sinestro taunted, sweat running down his face, while his lungs burned for want of air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Plan #234 [EX] (Middle Eastern Deserts)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zothab</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 10:28:07</strong>
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				Wonder Woman legs scissored violently as she twisted her body through the air, a split kick putting an end to the last two military generals standing – excluding the pair that Sinestro was dealing with. <br><br>“Sorry, Horatio.” She grimaced a little as she nudged the head of Nelson out of her way as she walked over to join the alien. His time shipwrecked on Themyscira was one of her favourite memories before leaving to see the wide world.<br><br>Twisting the knot on her overlarge bottoms tight again, Diana then took a moment to push her hair back from her grinning face. Fighting automata was fun – never any guilt about hurting them – Diana could hit them as hard as felt natural. After making a quick check to make sure everything was it place, which is was, mostly, she crossed over to stand next to the yellow lantern.<br><br>“Sorry, I hate to interrupt you ramble,” Diana asked, one of platformed boots tapping impatiently, “But are you planning on nattering them to bits? Or shall I get these two?”
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				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 10:30:18</strong>
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				The statues moved into fighting stances, waiting.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 22:34:27</strong>
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				Sinestro looked over at Wonder Woman, and the pile of gravel coating the hall.&nbsp; He stuck out his fist at the pair of statues, then brought it to his chest.&nbsp; "Hail Crassus."&nbsp; Sinestro said, grabbing Wonder Woman by the hand.&nbsp; "I hope you know this dance move."&nbsp; He said quickly, as he twisted and threw the amazon into the air, hoping desperately she'd be running along the wall and timing her kick against the pair of statues instead of trying not to be thrown.&nbsp; With great effort, the Prince hurled Diana at his final antagonists, collapsing to his knees before dashing forward, hoping to at least have distracted the pair.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>zothab</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 23:23:17</strong>
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				As it happens, Sinestro's faith in her abilities was well founded.<br><br>Wonder Woman's fighting instinct got her running up the wall into the arc that Sinestro intended. And her leg flicked out savagely at Caesar's head. The blow didn't just knock the marble bust clean off its body, the Roman dictator's visage bridged the gap between his shoulders and his German pretender, smashing the Fuhrer's face as they collided.<br><br>Diana landed gracefully beside the two decapitated, immobile, but still standing statues, and smirk at the staggering Alien.<br><br>"Do you need to catch you breath? Or shall we continue to wherever this goes?" She reached down to help him stand upright. "Don't hurry on my part, I'm sure if he's build robots and animated statues, he's already prepared his trap. You know the type - probably even got a speech written for just this eventuality.<br><br>"Who knows, he might even have a pony."
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