Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2
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				Title: <strong>Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>30-08-2019, 03:39:20</strong>
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				A Secondary Mission Thread to keep things from being too cluttered. <br><br><hr><br><div align="center">Other Game Threads</div><br>Recruiting Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309215.0)<br><br>Accepted Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.0)<br><br>Mission Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.0)<br><br>Random Happenings (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309523.0)<br><br>Secret Sanctuary Rooms and Chambers (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309791.0)<br><br>Romance &amp; Erotic Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309792.0)<br><br>Communications Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310088.0)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>30-08-2019, 06:03:56</strong>
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				MISSION 2: BRAZILIAN BLOWOUT<br><br>Characters Involved:<br>Huntress<br>Lor Zod<br>Icon<br>Static<br>Geoforce/Firestorm<br>Rocket<br><hr><br>The briefing for this mission was delivered by the Flash and Cyborg. Although both members of the Justice League had a reputation for easy-going jokers, when it came down to business they were almost as serious as the Batman. Cyborg employed his implants to project data onto screen, while he and the Flash relayed information to the team. The Flash gave a crash course on Brazil, explaining the official language was Portuguese, but also giving a brief history of the Southern State of Santa Catarina - the team's destination - that highlighted the German settlement in the early twentieth century that resulted in German continuing to be widely spoken there. Cyborg also drew attention to Brazilian forces, including recruits drawn from Santa Catarina, had fought against the Axis and that the image of Brazil as a refuge for Nazis was an overblown Hollywood stereotype. <br><br>The Flash gave a brief introduction of their contact on the ground - one Beatriz da Costa, AKA Fire, a former model turned superhero employed by the Brazilian government and with ties to INTERPOL. Fire had pyrokinetic abilities and the power of flight. She could assume an energy based form composed of green fire. <br><br>From there, Cyborg showed the suspicious travel patterns of certain cargo freighters and discrepancies in their shipping manifests, tonnages, and cargoes. The salient takeaway was that the ships were stopping in Santa Prisca and Santa Catarina for seemingly no reason, and arriving at their final destination often over but sometimes underweight. Wherever one of these vessels docked at in America, the outlying areas would see a spike in illicit drug use. At first, various formulations of Venom were in distribution, but more and more recently a more potent chemical enhancement was entering distribution. Although it had some of the effects that Venom had, the new super-serum's formula, isolated from the blood of criminals, showed more chemical consistency with Formula X.<br><br>"Formula X is bad news. That's the stuff that gave Captain Nazi his powers back in World War 2. Captain Nazi possessed powers on par with Superman, and he was able to fight on equal footing with the Starman of World War 2." The Flash said, alluding to one of Stargirl's predecessors. "Fire informed us that U.N. satellites have found several shielded facilities in the mountains of Santa Catarina, and the prevailing theory is that someone's trying to re-create Formula X. What's out there isn't quite the same - it doesn't give flight or heat vision, and it's not permanent - but every batch gets closer to matching the old recipe. Your job's to go down there, find out what's happening, and if there is some mad scientist trying to cook up Formula X, shut it down. That's a ghost we want to stay buried in the past."<br><br>That concluded the briefing in the Secret Sanctuary. From there the team had time to suit up and take anything from the Sanctuary's armoury they might want or conceive of needing for before teleportation to sunny Santa Catarina, whereupon they were greeted by Fire.<br><br>Fire was currently not in her energy form, so that Brazilian bombshell was dressed in a tight crop top and micro-skirt. Both were a rich green that complemented and flattered her hair and eyes. And, of course, displayed her 10/10 curves to maximum effect. No male alive would need a little blue pill with Fire around. <br><br>Fire's full, plush lips turned into a disappointed frown. "I was hoping the Flash was coming." The woman said with a sigh of carefully affected petulance. "But oh well. Greetings to everyone! I'm Fire. Six kilometers north from here is the largest of three shielded bases, so it's the first to investigate. The mountain is also a dormant volcano so there's that going for it. The potential for geothermal energy to power a facility purposed for creating super-serums is an obvious hint." <br><br>The mountain in question could be seen by the naked eye, but to those with x-ray vision or equipment that offered perception on that spectrum, the mountain was shielded by artificial materials that concealed something within. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 04:31:50</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/foaGFeQ_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members<br><hr> Despite her general attitude towards Batman, her attire, style, and look was extremely reminiscent of him. After the briefing a few days prior, the group placed together to go to Brazil was ready. Helena’s booted heels clicked down the hallway towards the room that contained the teleporter, her cape billowing a bit behind her creamy, olive toned shoulders, her mask in her palms as she looked down at it. The woman’s heart was thundering, self-doubt plaguing her insides as she began to question what she was doing.....why she was here. The empty eyeholes in the mask stared blankly back at her, certainly not giving her the answer she sought. <br><br>Perhaps it was because this was the first, real, Leaguer mission, or maybe her own self-conscious questioned her abilities when compared to one of the many supers accompanying her. Whatever it was, the moment Helena stepped in the room, she took a deep breath and lifted the mask to her high cheekbones, finally covering the upper portion of her face. The dark aubergine surrounded her pupils, bringing it out in her own irises and making them incredibly violet to behold. She turned towards the others and nodded firmly. “I’m ready.”<br><br>The whirling of the energizes teleported them to land in the welcoming tank which just so happened to be in their hostess’ home. Stepping forward once fully materialized, Helena nodded towards Beatriz in greeting as she introduced herself as Fire before pointing towards the mountain in the distance that was their target. Glancing back at the team, she noticed the obvious visual appreciation by the men towards Fire, and landing her glittering eyes upon Brion, Helena felt the very unwelcome twinge of jealousy. Walking over to him, she smacked the back of his head in mild reprimand to jolt him out of his stare.&nbsp; <br><br><em>“Hey.”</em> She snapped at him. Pointing her fingers at his eyes, she made a sharp gesture upwards. “Keep your eyes up, we got a job to do.”<br><br>Helena then walked over towards the north facing window and stared through the glass at their impending destination. It was nighttime, and the city was ablaze with the pinks and greens of restaurant and nightclub lights. There was distant Bachata music blasting far beneath them somewhere, as well as the streets packed with those who celebrated the end of their weekend. The cover of darkness would prove their ally to enter, but they needed to figure out how, of course. <br><br>“Zod.” She called the massive Kryptonian by name but maintained her gaze forward on the mountain that hid the hidden facility. “Can you see anything from here?” She didn’t know it was made of something that could obscure his X-Ray vision, not yet anyway. “There’s got to be a way in...”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 06:39:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:00<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Witnessing things he had never dreamed of<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission 2 Young Justice Members, Fire<br><br><hr><br>Zod regarded Huntress with a different eye once she appeared. He stood on the teleporter pad, his cloak covering most of his armoured mass. Subtle micro-motions in the muscles around his eyes and within them betrayed that he was examining her in a very thorough manner that went beyond skin deep. Helena Bertilleni did not interest the son of Zod very much, but the Huntress was a different story. <br><br>When they arrived in Brazil, Zod adapted quickly to the abrupt transition in sensory input. Part of his attention was on Fire and the information that she relayed, but the better part of his attention was devoted to sorting through entirely new sensations and processing them. Zod cocked his head just so, and made ever so subtle adjustments while Fire spoke. Fire's body was a matter of disinterest for the massive Kryptonian, although he aware on some detached level that she was a premiere beauty on this planet. But the cursory glance Zod gave her upon arrival betrayed nothing to elicit from him the attention she garnered from other males. <br><br>He turned his attention to the mountain when the Huntress demanded that he do so. The male would have eventually come to it in his own time anyway. <strong>"Negative. Shielding covers the mountainside and extends several kilometers below ground."</strong> He paused, and there were visible twitches around the eyes. <strong>"There are unshielded structures set very deep below the surface for the purposes of harvesting geothermal energy."</strong> Then he tilted his head. <strong>"There appear to be some irregularities in the shielding that suggest doorways, but I cannot be certain."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 21:45:51</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Brion paid attention to the briefing that Flash and Cyborg gave. It was funny that when it was formal he thought of them by their code names instead of Barry and Vic. Portuguese was easy to understand and same with German. As a European noble you had a very small area with a lot of countries, you learned a few formally and could get by in a bunch more. As long as he didn't have to do any soliloquies he'd be fine and more importantly he could understand what was being said around him. <br><br>Part of him always wondered what role he'd play on such a mission. With Icon and Zod here, they could just take a facility each and blow it up in a few seconds. Then again if they were sure that they were trying to recreate Formula X, they could a lot of heroes that could just level those sites. Group dynamics were always tricky to work out. Stepping up and taking a leadership role tended to step on a lot of toes. Alienating your teammates was just a lose lose situation. He'd make his ideas known, they were all competent heroes, consensus when they were out of conflict, see how it goes in the thick of battle.<br><br>Brion walked beside Helena towards the teleporter. Her costume was distracting. Who was he kidding, she was distracting in whatever she wore. He wanted to ask her how her boots clicked when they walked down the hallway making slight echoes but when she was in action--nothing, not a sound. He'd save it for later when they were alone in whatever room they were given tonight. "<strong>Ready</strong>." he answered Helena. She'd always be Helena to him.<br><br>Fire's superhero outfit was...interesting. Must have something to do with the climate. He listened to her briefing then got smacked in the head by Helena. “Keep your eyes up, we got a job to do.” She seemed annoyed at him, he would have never guessed jealousy. He gave her a moment as he pondered what caused her reaction then joined her by the window. "<strong>You realize she's three inches shorter than you are without the heels. I sort of have to look down to make eye contact during her briefing.</strong>" he offered. That wasn't going to be enough and he wanted some honest clarity between them. "<strong>Besides, you know I'm not interested in her.</strong>" he states and leaves it at that.<br><br>Zod pipped in with "<strong>Negative. Shielding covers the mountainside and extends several kilometers below ground.</strong>" He paused, and there were visible twitches around the eyes. "<strong>There are unshielded structures set very deep below the surface for the purposes of harvesting geothermal energy." Then he tilted his head. "There appear to be some irregularities in the shielding that suggest doorways, but I cannot be certain.</strong>"<br><br>Brion nods at that. "<strong>I could fly closer and just ask the earth.</strong>" he offered. It was a strange ability he had. Anything that traversed the Earth or especially within it held few secrets for Brion. The earth shared with him when he asked. "<strong>I'd get an understanding of any chemicals that are being used there. That should help us determine the purpose for the shielded mountain base.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 03:21:55</strong>
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				<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, analyzing the situation<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Gus listened to the briefing he wondered what the underlying base for Formula X was. He didn’t plan on taking it but it was something that others had used to oppress other individuals. He was thinking that it could have maybe been used for bang baby testing but it didn’t quite produce those results. He continued to listen. The sight was hidden inside of a volcano, perhaps his EM sight would be more effective, it might allow for a better recon if nothing else as it wasn’t lead restrictive and everything gave off some type of energy, he could only hope the geothermal fluorescence wouldn’t throw his sight off. It was hard to see in the core of a volcano, but he could stare at the sun and see sunspots so he should be ok.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He had heard of Fire, as Flash went over her, supermodel she was nice on the eyes but he hadn’t met too many Brazilian women that weren’t. Mom made him pull that poster down.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;When Cyborg went over his part of the briefing he did what he could not get starry-eyed. He knew of another cyber person, but Hardware was more of a loner, in truth he was surprised to see Static and Rocket so close. He thought the lightning slinger was lucky beyond words to be working with her. But he listened still taking in the details. The ships moving in and out of the area were dropping off cargo somewhere and whatever it was that was being hidden in paperwork should be discovered at some point.<em> ‘So are they just picking up the X, or manufacturing the X and the supplies to produce it is what was being the hidden element here?’</em><br><br><em>‘Find the X, remove the supply and with any luck the formula. Having that many superhumans to deal with on par with Superman was bad news.’</em> He continued to focus. <em>‘Venom…Bane…base was phenomenal strength, but what they were talking about was something more than that…and far more dangerous in the wrong hands. Inter…gang or something some group that would have their supers as a force, then once that was established …a band of super soldier’s for higher that would be…nothing more than moving people around till they found the best or what they needed. Genetic modifications…selective breeding…true eugenics!’</em><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He was in his costume and ready to go, he wasn’t sure what he would need in truth. So outside of that and some zip-ties to band out the more…human soldiers, he wasn’t sure what he would need. He nodded his affirmation of being ready and he was beamed to Brazil, yes faster than flying. He was able to keep his lunch, cause he didn’t have much left. In truth, he was fascinated by the travel, that and having a cast-iron stomach helped. He could all but eat anything.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He looked Fire over but didn’t stare that would be rude, but yeah she was quite the bombshell indeed. Her poster did her no kind of justice to seeing her in person. Yet she seemed to have her eye set on seeing the Flash, which made him smirk. When she pointed to the base he looked in that direction, he wondered if he could see through it. It didn’t hurt to try, after all, so he did. <em>‘Ok, they definitely want to hide what is inside.’</em> He thought. He smirked when Huntress smacked him to get Brion attention on the mission verse the lovely Fire. He was just more controlled was the only difference he was sure. <br><br>He watched as she called for Zod to examine the mountain. He just kept quiet preferring to remain to himself since Huntress seemed to have things well in hand. He just watched having scanned it already, maybe the Kryptonian Xrays could be better. <br><br>His ship educated him on several species, to the best of his knowledge Superman was the only one that knew that he wasn’t Kryptonian despite their similar power sets. He didn’t say anything to persuade the others, any differently. With Zod’s response, he realized his assumption failed on negative. This time his vision was on par with his otherworldly cohort. He realized after last night he had negative feelings for the man because he missed hearing his name properly, instantly assuming all of those here would be against him and his presence. In truth, he was glad that others of his ilk were in attendance. He still felt the need to apologize to the big man for just thinking ill of him without giving him a chance. He had nothing against him and if the League was willing to give him a chance who was he not too.<br><br>&nbsp;The only thing he truly hated about Galactus. His new private nickname for him. Was his choice in food and Gus could eat anything, even Auntie Dora’s potato salad that he would NEVER eat again! His new mission in life…short of a few other plans were to get the man some real damn tasty food. He had eaten MREs and he would rather eat Amazon box cardboard than do that again.&nbsp; He heard Zod’s report and thought that maybe up close would provide some heating system access or something that could be exploited from up close more than this distance here. He instantly thought of Brion, with his abilities he might be able to open them a portal with a magma pipe. It would take a bit to cool but if he and Zod doing the cooling they might be able to get in, in under 20 mins.<br><br>When Brion spoke up, he liked that idea much better. If he could communicate with the earth it would be easy to get the intel that they needed. Then he stopped as he thought of his costume and for the first time…thought about a stealth mode for his outfit. It was the first time he thought too many colors and even still wondered could Brion get closer without being detected. <br><br><em>‘Lots of variables to this mission.’ </em>The thought ran through him as he realized they were supposed get in and out, seek and destroy mission. One of his fave since he didn’t have to worry too much save his teammates. Not that he was going to kill for the sake of killing, of course, it wasn’t him at all but he would wait till the others chimed in, but then something hit him.<br><br><strong>“You just going to get the chemical intel or all the fortress specs. Equipment, personnel, etc.” </strong><br><br>He was pretty sure he was out of place in asking. Not his place in the mission. Not that he was Shock and Awe kind of person, but he was clearly about decreasing collateral damage.&nbsp; If the chemicals got out there was no telling what other kinds of damage would be done.<br>&nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 03:55:24</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Rocket.4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From Secret Sanctuary to Fire's Livingroom<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Well, this is...odd.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br><em>Now, Raquel hadn't really thought about what this particular mission meant. In fact, she hadn't spoken to anyone nor hung around to talk after the initial meeting was over. There hadn't been any point. Truth was, she felt outclassed, outgunned and just not good for much of anything, not with all of the others that were joining. It wasn't a case of lack of self-confidence, not really. She just felt...unprepared. So, she had left and not bothered to connect with anyone on a friendlier level because there just seemed to be no reason to.<br><br>She had probably miscalculated her response.<br><br>She had arrived at the Sanctuary, outfitted in her belt and a form-fitting blue catsuit along with her favorite jacket because why not?&nbsp; Moments later, she'd made her way to where the others had gathered and stepped into the teleporter when it was her turn. She never spoke a word, kept her mouth shut and her eyes open and spent long moments (well once the world stopped spinning) just watching as others stepped up and prepared themselves to do whatever heroic things they were going to do. <br><br>Gods, she felt so damned uncomfortable!</em><br><br>"Greetings to everyone! I'm Fire. Six kilometers north from here is the largest of three shielded bases, so it's the first to investigate. The mountain is also a dormant volcano so there's that going for it. The potential for geothermal energy to power a facility purposed for creating super-serums is an obvious hint." <br><br>The Huntress spoke first after being apprised of the situation and asked the miniature Hulk from elsewhere to take a look-see. Raquel did give her an appreciative glance but for the most part, she remained solemn and quiet, her small form fairly vibrating with a need to do something. Of course, <em>'Lor Zod, right?'</em> the behemoth reported in the negative. Much too easy, right? Again her eyes swept the room, taking in the other members who had not yet spoken. A small smile curved her full lips as she noted Static and the thick, dark-skinned man in green, red and black. <em>'Gotta be Gus.'</em> A bigger grin dimpled her cheek as her gaze finally rested on Firestorm.<br><br>Still, she said nothing.<br><br>The man who had introduced himself as Brion spoke next, his voice almost soothing. "I could fly closer and just ask the earth. I'd get an understanding of any chemicals that are being used there. That should help us determine the purpose for the shielded mountain base."<br><br><em>'Okay, that shit is cool.'</em> Of course, it was. Raquel knew how to use her belt, could accomplish all sorts of things an unpowered human would be jealous of BUT she was not meta, not by a long shot. She was always slightly jealous of those who didn't NEED the extra help. <em>'Focus on the task at hand. Be jealous later...'</em><br><br>Yeah, she could do that.<br><br>Finally, tall dark and thick spoke up; his tone questioning. “You just going to get the chemical intel or all the fortress specs. Equipment, personnel, etc.” She blinked. Had they discussed that prior. Had she zoned out in the meeting? She waited for an answer if one could be given.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 05:30:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Muy Caliente, making a battle plan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members, Fire</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>----Post continued from Mission Thread----<br><br>Virgil barely registered the magic asshole dipping out after he was done talking to him. He wasn't worth his time; not when there were important things to handle and take care of. Back to the task at hand, once he was done with his say, Batman said words that brought a firm smile to his face, and a renewed vigor to fight for the cause. "And I'll make sure I keep it that way, Batman." After that, the new heroes were split into teams, and Static was assigned with Flash and Cyborg.<br><br>&nbsp;He was overjoyed to be working with more geniuses. It was always fun to pick brains and share notes. Before he could walk off with the others, he got stopped by Aquaman. He expected a snapback, and was prepared to take it and speak his next piece, but instead the King of the Seven Seas first made sure he knew that he could talk as much shit about Captain Planet as he wanted with how much he got teased for the supposedly useless ability to command the animals of the deep. People sure were dumb to not realize that he had literal control over 90% of the beings inhabiting 70% of the planet. He had a literal army aside from his other, actual literal army.<br><br>&nbsp;After that, he told him that the most disrespectful thing was swearing in front of the big blue boy scout. To that, Static raised a finger in protest, only for his voice to die in his throat and his hand to drop into a shrug. "Ya know...you got me there." Raising a fist to bump the Aquaman, Virgil saluted him before rolling around and jogging off after his team. In the other room, Flash and Cyborg gave them the down low on Fire and their mission in sunny Brazil. After the briefing, they were given time to gather essentials for the mission. So he packed a multitude of kits and gadgets that he might need for some on the fly problem solving as he was like to do.<br><br>&nbsp;Once he was done, he hoisted the duffel bag onto his shoulder and went with the others to the Zeta Tube. When they arrived, his jaw didn't drop when he saw Fire so much as he was happy he wore a cup in his costume. He kept it professional though and tried to help Flash out at the same time. <acronym title="We're big fans. And we're all happy to be working with you.">"Somos grandes fãs. E estamos todos felizes em trabalhar com você,"</acronym> he greeted Fire in near-perfect Portuguese. <br><br>He looked around at the others who probably didn't expect him to speak it, or any of the other multiple languages he did with a sheepish grin. "I uh...I learned it for a Carnivale trip that never happened. At least it's useful now."Flash is on overwatch for our first provisional mission. But he's pretty good at multi-tasking. Give him a call,"[/color] he said with a wink. After drawing attention to the mountain, Virgil looked at it, then leaned down and pressed his fingers against the floor. His eyes turned a pale blue and he peered into the Electromagnetic Spectrum, his true domain where he reigned supreme.<br><br>&nbsp;"Whoooooaaaa," he said in amazement while zoning out for a few moments before snapping back, his eyes returning to their normal color. "Jesus, the sheer amount of power draw from that facility alone is...it almost doesn't make sense. They're pulling enough geothermal energy to juice up a small city. 10% of this could power all the favelas here for weeks. And I think Zod's right. There's no electricity running through certain points, and electrical doors only need a signal to their mechanism to open and close." Static could perceive the entire EM spectrum, and even do things like "see" using outlines of electrical current.<br><br>&nbsp;So while the doors in this place required power to open and close, the doors themselves didn't have electricity going directly through them, so in his eyes, they were just rectangular gaps in the current. Turning to Icon when he asked about what all they were aiming for in this mission, he shrugged his shoulders. "We're here, right? No reason we shouldn't try and dismantle as much of this operation as we can. These facilities and their personnel need to be removed from the playing field, or they'll just rebuild and relocate and have a better batch out on the black market in a few months. <br><br>In fact, I can plant a virus in their network that'll infect all the other nodes...and then I can slag the whole thing once it's done. I'm like the worlds most powerful IT guy."&nbsp; He turned to look at his best friend, either so focused on the mission that she had tunnel vision, or she was lost in her head. So he sent out a tiny orb that zapped her right on the butt. "You in there, Rocket? Last thing you are is quiet. No ideas for our first team mission?"<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 06:53:25</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://www.tshirtironons.top/images/2013/SUPERHERO%20ALLIANCE/Firestorm/Firestorm%20Iron%20ons%20(Wall%20Stickers)%20N7533.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Ronnie initiated the transformation before the briefing. He had photographic memory like this so he paid enough attention to listen to both of the speakers. This was going to be a great mission. Stopping Nazi's was always important no matter what era they came from or aspire to. Huntress is intense. Brion was a really brave guy...he was also about as strong as Wonder Woman and invulnerable so...yeah, there is that.<br><br>He was hoping for maybe a powwow before it was time to go and meet Fire; it was their first mission but he didn't want it to look like it was their first mission. He loved teleporting that was just freaking awesome. <br><br>Rocket looked like she was all alone somehow so he walked over to her and smiled. "<strong>Hi...</strong>" <em>oh good, look into her eyes and get all tongue tied, brilliant.</em> <br><br>Jason mentally rolled his eyes someone in the Firestorm matrix. "<em>Come on Ronnie. She's pretty sure but you can work up a little more game than 'hi...awww shucks I forgot how to speak..</em>'<br><br>"<strong>I'm glad you're here.</strong>" was all he managed. Then Huntress was smacking Brion. Ok that was funny. She looked jealous. <br><br>Icon asked. “You just going to get the chemical intel or all the fortress specs. Equipment, personnel, etc.” after Brion mentioned he could talk to the Earth. '<em>I'm the Fire elemental and he can talk to his element. There was something wrong with that.</em>'<br><br>Ronnie spoke up without thinking about it. "<strong>Well, Geo-Force can get the chemical intel based on what they are dumping into the soil. We need a bit more as you pointed out Icon.</strong>" he agrees. "<strong>We should break up into two teams. There are two components to this as I see them. The people here producing...something that we most likely want them to stop making. Let's just go with its at least illegal and could be Formula X. One team should go to one of those shielded sites and hack into their computers. Either steal a hard drive or download the files before nailing it with the Static's virus.</strong>" he adds to Statics idea. "<strong>We'll study the intel we gain from that. Geo Force can you bring the chemicals they dump to you so we can bag it? Good.</strong>" that would give them something for the police to analyze instead of just taking their word for it.<br><br>"<strong>The other team should go to these ships. Someone on that boat has to know what is going on. He has to have a contact in every port they plan to distribute this substance to. We need to know the other links on this chain. I figure we should likely do this at the same time just in case they have some meta in those labs that can sense us coming and then warn the ship person to destroy their records or walk away.</strong>" he gives out what his opinion is. "<strong>Just saying, I think Static should be on the mission to the mountain plant when we divide up--the hacking thing is sort of key there.</strong>" <br><br>"<strong>Those are my thoughts. Anyone have something else to add?</strong>" he says and steps back towards Rocket hoping he didn't sound too dumb or presumptuous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 17:15:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/foaGFeQ_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Fire’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Coming up with a plan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members<br><hr> To be perfectly honest, since Helena hadn’t even <em>planned</em> on coming to the League’s call in the first place she did -not- know everyone’s powers like the other, much more organized and prepared young members did. She only knew of Zod’s ability to see through certain objects from her knowledge of his home world, namely through Superman’s abilities, hence why she called him over....only to be immensely disappointed.<br><br><em><strong>“Negative. Shielding covers the mountainside and extends several kilometers below ground." </strong></em><br><br>“Well.....” Helena looked at the mountain, fists on her hips as she thought of other options. “Shit.” Whoever was inside had planned for supers to try and see inside; they had specifically prepared for it. <br><br>The large Kyrptonian continued in his assessment, bringing up an interesting idea on variables that could point to doorways. But then it was Brion who offered a poetic option. <em><strong>“I could fly closer and just ask the earth.</strong></em>" he offered. Helena turned towards him with an arched brow and an interested smirk. It seemed as though every time she was with him she learned of something new he could do.<em><strong> "I'd get an understanding of any chemicals that are being used there. That should help us determine the purpose for the shielded mountain base."</strong></em><br><br>“Fuck that’s cool.” She sighed as Static tested the ground, gathering the knowledge he could. He then answered Icon’s very valid question.<br><br><em><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">“We're here, right? No reason we shouldn't try and dismantle as much of this operation as we can. These facilities and their personnel need to be removed from the playing field, or they'll just rebuild and relocate and have a better batch out on the black market in a few months.”</span></span></em><br><br>Helena nodded, turning to face everyone else in the ground entirely. ”I agree. The operation is a massive chain, but that facility is the head. We cut it off and the entire thing dies.” Firestorm then came up with the brilliant idea of splitting into two teams: one towards the docks to find out the actual reason why they were shipping the drug out to the populace and the names of those distributors, the other group pretty much getting Static in to dismantle the technology after getting the information they requested. Helena looked around them all and offered the first suggestion, calling everyone by their codenames.&nbsp; <br><br>“Firestorm, you definitely seem like you know what to look for down at the docks. Maybe Icon can go with you guys if he’s down to getting his hands dirty. Rocket? Baby, you look like you can make a man spill his dirty little secrets....” Huntress smirked at the other woman through her mask as she cracked her knuckles of her right hand in the palm of her left. “Make him sing his information for you. The rest of us can get Static in the facility, dismantle them at the source, and then flood their systems with the virus.” She shrugged. “That’s my suggestion if anyone wants to move around....”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>04-09-2019, 06:33:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:00<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Zod Muses<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission 2 Young Justice Members, Fire<br><br><hr><br><strong>"I wish to take point."</strong> Zod said. He gathered his cape about himself. <strong>"One of you called me a bulldozer. It is apt. In this endeavor I am most expendable, least mission-critical."</strong> It rankled his pride to say those words, and they were as ashes in his mouth. But it was true. He contributed nothing that was absolutely essential to the mission nor irreplicable by any of them. Zod raised a hand to his chest beneath the cape, and languidly traced the crest of his great house with one finger. He looked over one titanic shoulder to the Huntress for affirmation of his desired role. Then he blinked, slowly, and turned his gaze back to the mountain.<br><br>He cocked his head to one side, looking at the mountain again outside the range of visible perception available to the unaugmented human eye. <strong>"Static: I do not perceive EM activity from the mountain consistent with human wireless technology. Is it the same for you, or is it merely a limitation of my perception?"</strong> Zod said. He did not see any of the EM activity that seemed to saturate places like Gotham, Metropolis, Blüdhaven, or even Blackgate. There was none of the EM activity that accompanied wi-fi, cell phone towers, and so on. Perhaps it was not significant; probably not enough to safely assume that the facility could not transmit out if needed. As Static could perceive the shielding through his greater perception of the EM spectrum, it was likely that the shielding was more than simply a physical construct - more than just lead and other dense elements.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>04-09-2019, 08:51:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Brion saw how things were beginning take shape and form. He also noticed that Fire had not said much past her initial briefing and in honesty no one was checking with her either. This was her home and her turf, she may have asked for help but he doubted that included being excluded. <br><br>Making sure his eyes never stray far from Fire's he asks. "<strong>Ms da Costa I'm wondering what your involvement in this will be? I imagine you'll be either coordinating from here or since we've decided to break up into two teams you could join the one going to docks being a native speaker and all.</strong>" he lets her announce her intentions before moving on.<br><br>“Firestorm, you definitely seem like you know what to look for down at the docks. Maybe Icon can go with you guys if he’s down to getting his hands dirty. Rocket? Baby, you look like you can make a man spill his dirty little secrets....” Huntress smirked at the other woman through her mask as she cracked her knuckles of her right hand in the palm of her left. “Make him sing his information for you. The rest of us can get Static in the facility, dismantle them at the source, and then flood their systems with the virus.” <br><br>Helena ran with Firestorm's idea and created the most logical teams for the two tasks. "<strong>I like the two group approach as well. So its Huntress, Zod, Static and myself on one team. And Rocket, Icon and Firestorm on the other. May I suggest that we actually just get on different sides of the room so we can focus on our individual objectives, without talking over each other?</strong>" This is what a team should feel like. They each listen to whomever has an idea and then help refine that into a plan.<br><br>"<strong>I wish to take point.</strong>" Lor said. Brion nodded to him. "<strong>You're definitely the most invulnerable among us.</strong>" he agreed. "<strong>I was thinking we may try a more stealthy approach at the beginning. Here is my thinking.</strong>" he says figuring he may be missing something. "<strong>They have gone to a lot of trouble to shield themselves from both casual and Kryptonian level of X Ray vision. It follows that they are paranoid and prepared. If we are to gain the information from their hard-drives through Static's hacking abilities--I would think thy may have some kind of fail-safe kill-switch to destroy their files. It's harder for Interpol to make a case when everything blows up.</strong>" he points out.<br><br>"<strong>How about this Lor, Static is literally the key to our success. You protect him at all costs. I'll shield Huntress, in case the situation changes and we need to split up or chase people.</strong>" he had sparred with Huntress for years and they knew each other's capabilities. Even these teams seem to just work out.<br><br>"<strong>Static: I do not perceive EM activity from the mountain consistent with human wireless technology. Is it the same for you, or is it merely a limitation of my perception?</strong>" Brion had no abilities on this level. That statement only strengthened his idea that whomever was behind this was taking great lengths to hide what was going on behind the mountain walls. <br><br>"<strong>If it looks like you need a distraction Huntress and I can lead them away and regroup when the task is completed.</strong>" he puts out as his ideas. "<strong>The only other thing I can think of is do we try and find the ranking member of the facility and take them into custody or just escape with the evidence we have?</strong>" Usually blowing up something like a mountain was frowned upon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>04-09-2019, 14:36:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, analyzing the situation<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Augustus stood there listening to all of this, he could sense something was wrong with Rocket, he wasn’t sure what but in truth he admired her. He smirked as Firestorm got closer, he turned away and faced Huntress. He heard her words: Massive chain, cut off the head everything dies…(Not always) he thought to realize the Syndicate still flourish once their head was removed. He knew he dealt with some of that fallout still. But if they didn’t get rid of the host of chemicals then, they would definitely rebuild.<br><br>“Firestorm can change certain chemicals, augmenting that would change the formula as well. Which would make it less viable as well? And no I don’t mind getting my hands dirty madame.” He stated boldly but politely, you didn’t deal with all areas of crime in Dakota without…having some dirty on your hands. Maybe that is why some of the other heroes left the protection of it to him and the others, they were already there, so nothing to stain themselves with.&nbsp; But they saw more in him than he did so obviously he had a lot to learn. He said nothing about the team arrangements, sounded like a viable plan overall.<br><br>He knew he was overstepping his bounds in all of this but he was used to planning, sometimes he had a backup to his back-up. Not something most would expect from someone with Kryptonian power levels but he was here. “So are we going to coordinate our efforts? If so can Static shut down communications? The first time we show up in force they are going to know we are coming and if the mountain is so fortified with the walls and such against Kryptonians and others with enhanced senses or satellite examinations. Won’t they enforce the structure to prevent further entry making your penetration harder? Even through electronic means? Just saying if I knew we were coming, from a signal from the docks I would increase security, put the facility on lockdown.” He looked at the group.<br><br>He listened as Zod wanted to take point and smirked to himself, he knew how Galactus felt. He had considered leaving the day he had arrived, only Static’s speech and his father’s letter kept him here. Sure Batman’s and Superman’s words were heartfelt, but it was easier to defend a city solo than the whole world.&nbsp; But he was aware of Zod’s intent. “Hold on Cowboy…none of us are…expendable!” He was determined that none were going to be left…Gus wasn’t going home without all of his teammates.<br><br>It was then that Brion spoke up in agreement, but his words only further solidified his idea that they're strike needed to be coordinated unless they could take down communications somehow even for five minutes that would let them get inside and the docks crew get some handle on those that were there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>04-09-2019, 22:16:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Rocket.4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From Secret Sanctuary to Fire's Livingroom<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Well, this is...odd.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br><div align="center">Bits and Pieces</div><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"We're here, right? No reason we shouldn't try and dismantle as much of this operation as we can. These facilities and their personnel need to be removed from the playing field, or they'll just rebuild and relocate and have a better batch out on the black market in a few months. In fact, I can plant a virus in their network that'll infect all the other nodes...and then I can slag the whole thing once it's done. I'm like the worlds most powerful IT guy."</span><br><br>As her boy spoke up, spilling his intelligence and awesomeness around the whole room, Raquel found herself giving a light jump as one of his damned zappy little friends made contact with her behind. She wanted to glare but well, she <em>had</em> been quiet. She couldn't see a fucking thing and literally had no idea what to do until they had clear cut objectives so what could she add? Yet, he had to point it out. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"You in there, Rocket? Last thing you are is quiet. No ideas for our first team mission?"</span><br><br>She quirked an eyebrow in his direction and made to protest only to pause in her vitriolic response because Ronnie had made his way to her side. <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">"Hi...I'm glad you're here." </span> A small blush touched her cheeks though a faint frown touched her lips. <br><br>"I am not sure why I am, though. I mean, look at everyone else. I am just...me, you know?" She glanced back at Static. "Next time you flick one of your little orbs at me, Ima pummel you tll you can't breathe and make it impossible for you to hover, fucker." <br><br>Of course, Firestorm then began to lay out his thoughts with an automatic sort of precision. She found herself nodding along even as she darted a glance at the tall silent man who stood nearby. Why was he so quiet? True he'd asked a question but as strong as he was, why wouldn't he put himself forward a bit more? Maybe he was like her? It didn't make sense though. Unlike her with her cute little gadget and her foul mouth, he had real skills. Hell, even the hottie known as Huntress had actual training by real supers. What did she actually have? <br><br>Almost as if by magic, Huntress spoke up. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Firestorm, you definitely seem like you know what to look for down at the docks. Maybe Icon can go with you guys if he’s down to getting his hands dirty. Rocket? Baby, you look like you can make a man spill his dirty little secrets. Make him sing his information for you. The rest of us can get Static in the facility, dismantle them at the source, and then flood their systems with the virus. That’s my suggestion if anyone wants to move around....”</span><br><br>Tall, dark and Chocolate responded, voice a low purr of sound. <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> “So are we going to coordinate our efforts? If so can Static shut down communications? The first time we show up in force they are going to know we are coming and if the mountain is so fortified with the walls and such against Kryptonians and others with enhanced senses or satellite examinations. Won’t they enforce the structure to prevent further entry making your penetration harder? Even through electronic means? Just saying if I knew we were coming, from a signal from the docks I would increase security, put the facility on lockdown.”</span><br><br>She nodded in agreement. The statement was well thought out and made sense, all things considered. It would be beyond stupid NOT to co-ordinate their efforts as a failure on one side would ruin the whole damned thing. Still, she did return her attention to the gentleman known as Geoforce when he agreed with the Huntress and further requested that they split to separate sides of the room. &nbsp;"I like the two-group approach as well. So its Huntress, Zod, Static and myself on one team. And Rocket, Icon and Firestorm on the other. May I suggest that we actually just get on different sides of the room so we can focus on our individual objectives, without talking over each other?" <br><br>Moments after, people were scattering slightly yet Rocket seemed to hover above it, at least in her mind. She seemed to be waiting for something else to happen and it wasn't until she noticed Firestorm give a half-step back that she allowed herself a moment to ponder. Finally, she glanced to the pretty Hothead and Tall. Dark and Chocolatey. "Looks like I got the pretty ones in the bunch. Join me over in this corner?" With that, she turned on one small heel and led the way, not pausing until there was an actual dividing line between their crew and the other one. "Now then, I am just a chick with a hella good gadget and the brains to make proper use of it. I expect that you two will use me in the most appropriate manner." She blushed. "Shit. I don't know how to say what I mean!" She glanced at the two men with a wry grin. "Stop me before I end up choking myself for stupidity!!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>06-09-2019, 19:00:05</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Muy Caliente, making a battle plan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members, Fire</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> No one had assumed command of the mission yet, not even Fire. So he wasn't sure if they had a clear field general or if they were all simply working together, offering ideas until a consensus was reached. It was fine during the planning stage, but once they got into action, someone would need to call the shots and coordinate the others. He turned to Zod when he mentioned himself as expendable, and laughed. "I'm sorry, but I can't consider someone who could probably eat a nuke for breakfast <em>expendable</em>. You meant most indestructible...yeah that sounds about right. But hold on, lemme check again. Turning back to their objective, Virgil's eyes once again lit up with a pale light.<br><br>&nbsp;"You're right, big guy," he said while turning back to the group. "That place is hardwired all to hell, but not even a single bluetooth blip. I assume that having even the slightest possibility of an info leak was enough to make them decide analog was the best way to go. Shit!," he hissed as a potential realization hit him. "If they've got no wi-fi, and run exclusively on a closed network, their system could be air-gapped. And that wouldn't be too much of an issue if we only had one facility to hit. But with all of them, it means I'll have to upload the virus at a main server or terminal at each one, because each individual network is probably closed to it's respective facility just so what we're about to do doesn't happen.<br><br>&nbsp;So all we gotta do is keep some pep in our step, because even though the facilities might not be connected, we can guarantee they've got short-range radios or something to stay in touch between each other." He looked to Icon and nodded when he asked if he could kill comms. "EMP's are as easy as breathin', my dude. But the reverse is also an issue. If communication suddenly goes dead with one facility, the others will react. I <em>could</em> make one big enough to hit all of them at once, but I'd have to drain at least the first building to have enough juice to cover that range without ya know...killing myself.<br><br>&nbsp;And the best thing is that I can guarantee, with all the rolling brownouts here in Brazil, they've got those mainframes on multiple backup generators. We can kill the whole building and those computers will stay up and running...until I get to them and work my magic." After his little prank on Rocket, she responded in the normal way she did, which caused him to nod. "That's my girl. Just...save that aggression for the bad guys. I like breathing." <br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 05:29:46</strong>
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				Fire glanced up when she was addressed. While everyone had settled into planning things out, she had gravitated off to the side, and had engrossed herself in the glossy print of a magazine about typically female issues. It was not precisely Cosmo, but a bird of the same feather. The woman chuckled lightly and easily. "Well, ah . . . the Flash promised me he would be here and that we would go out for dinner and dancing, so my role was to be wined and dined by a dashing man in red . . . but . . . it seems instead I am to be a jilted girl, stood up by the handsome devil who toyed with her heart and broke it." The woman said, shrugging perfectly shaped shoulders with a touch of disappointment. But from her manner, it was not entirely unexpected that the Flash did not show and just maybe she had exaggerated what the Flash had promised her. <br><br>"I could go to the docks with you, but if you are set on stealth . . . well, aren't I fairly conspicuous? My beauty is <em>infamous</em>." The Brazilian former model, superheroine, and Interpol agent said, using one hand to fluff her emerald hair. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 10:37:39</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://www.tshirtironons.top/images/2013/SUPERHERO%20ALLIANCE/Firestorm/Firestorm%20Iron%20ons%20(Wall%20Stickers)%20N7533.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>"<strong>I am not sure why I am, though. I mean, look at everyone else. I am just...me, you know?</strong>" Rocket said and Ronnie just had problems not staring. He leaned in and whispered. "<strong>'Just you' can fly, dent a ship with a punch and protect half the team with your force fields. I'd take 'just you' any day of the week.</strong>" he says before he can think of the possible implications of how that came out.<br><br>Huntress suggested the team breakdown and Ronnie nodded to that. "<strong>That works for me.</strong>" he agreed. Hell, he was just happy to be going with Rocket. Its like he wanted to hug Huntress for working that out. Instead he glanced at her crossbow bolts and waved his hand playing with the atomic structure of them. "<strong>Pssst...I made your bolts into Promethium. Should be able to pierce a Kryptonian.</strong>" he says with a nod and then broke off into the other side of the room with Icon and Rocket.<br><br>Icon suggested that he alter the chemical nature of whatever they were creating. "<strong>Good idea Icon. Making the entire batch into something inert like salt will solve some possible future problems.</strong>" there was always someone desperate enough to hire a meta to steal it from an evidence locker so his country could have meta's and fight whomever they happen to despise at the time. <br><br>And then Rocket made him blush and get tongue tied all over again with "<strong>Looks like I got the pretty ones in the bunch. Join me over in this corner?</strong>" he just went back to nodding with a side of blushing. "<strong>Now then, I am just a chick with a hella good gadget and the brains to make proper use of it. I expect that you two will use me in the most appropriate manner.</strong>" she said an oh the thoughts that ran through Ronnie's mind. Jason had to turn away '<em>Whoa buddy...tmi TMI!!</em>" <br><br>"<strong>Shit. I don't know how to say what I mean!</strong>" she came out with and it knocked him out of his reverie. *<em>sigh, how was he ever going to concentrate</em>* "<strong>I know what you mean. And you're more than fine.</strong>"<br><br>When Fire stepped forward and offered up "I could go to the docks with you, but if you are set on stealth . . . well, aren't I fairly conspicuous? My beauty is infamous." Ronnie just had to blink at that; he was the guy with flames for hair but she'd be the one that stood out--oooookaaay. "<strong>I was going to go with maybe you could wear a wig and a disguise but you know...you're right. Maybe you should stay here and help co-ordinate the entire effort. Then your infamy won't get in the way.</strong>" he says and then turns back to Icon and Rocket since Fire had pretty much bowed out there. "<strong>Besides, I can split into two and cover more ground without having my flames sort of announce there's a meta asking questions.</strong>"<br><br>He looks at Icon. "<strong>What do you think our approach should be?</strong>" he asks indicating the two of them. He looks at Rocket. "<strong>You can pretty much just ask anyone anything and they'll tell you where their mom lives.</strong>" he says honestly. "<strong>Like just leave it vague and say 'We have the money...where is it?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 14:04:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/foaGFeQ_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Fire’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Coming up with a plan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members<br><hr> Huntress looked up at the towering Zod to see if he truly viewed himself in such a way, or if he sought validation from his teammates....<br><br>...or if he really was just as surly as he sounded. No act. The man was odd. Anyway...<br><br>She nodded to him when they made eye contact before GeoForce recommended everyone split on either side of the room in their designated teams she had assigned. Helena let out an exhale tightly through her lips, worried she may have been stepping into a role too big for her. It was strange to work with a team, but oddly extremely rewarding. Seemed as though everyone was mentally and maturely on the same page with each other. It was a good group. <br><br><em><strong>“If it looks like you need a distraction Huntress and I can lead them away and regroup when the task is completed." </strong></em>Helena liked that idea; she was damn good at causing a distraction. <em><strong>"The only other thing I can think of is do we try and find the ranking member of the facility and take them into custody or just escape with the evidence we have?"</strong></em><br><br>“I’d say we can certainly try. If the opportunity presents itself to taking someone in we should do it. Otherwise the main drive is to end this little operation mechanically.” Icon brought up the point about communications, to which Static responded about hitting every facility, but she didn’t like the risk he was taking. “You know your limits best; you tell us what you need and we will get it for you. All of us can also communicate with each other, coordinate our actions to match up perfectly to make this a success.<br><br><strong>GeoForce:</strong> Can you use your powers to shift the organic base of the mountain so we can somehow enter underground? I know it’s shielded, but against X-ray vision, do you think it can stand against, oh I don’t know....<em>the power of lava?</em><br><br><strong>Icon:</strong> If there is a snowball’s chance in hell that you can keep them from sending an S.O.S from the docks when you guys enter that would be amazing. The facility will expect radio silence from their distributors on board. If they hear nothing, than they will continue to think all is calm.<br><br><strong>Firestorm:</strong> You already know what to do. If you think keeping a small case of the serum is wise to bring back to base, fine, but if it’s unstable and needs to be wiped off the face of the earth, do it. Turn them all into little mini cupcakes, or something equally as awesome. Oh, and thanks for my bolts, by the way. That’s, uh.....that’s pretty fucking rad.<br><br><strong>Zod: </strong>Once inside and we hear from Firestorm that they have the product effectively destroyed, you can take Static to where he needs to go to get whatever evidence we need from the computers before uploading his virus. Hopefully we won’t trip any alarms, but if we do, GeoForce and I will take the brunt of the attack and lead them away from you guys.<br><br><strong>Static:</strong> I don’t know the full range of your abilities, but is there is any way you can disrupt the communications <em>just long enough </em>until at least you have the information we need? After that it doesn’t matter -who- they call because we have the evidence already. Send all their men after us then, we will handle them while you do what you do best by uploading the virus and destroying the mainframe.”<br><br>She completely ignored Fire, the woman actually irritating her that she would rather read “69 Ways to Please Your Man” and bitch about a jilted date than aiding them in an international crisis. Huntress rolled her eyes at how “infamous” she said she was, and almost quipped how it was her own damn fault for picking such a stupid hair color, but Helena managed to hold her tongue effectively enough. She moved on. <br><br>“<strong>Rocket:</strong> Find the weakest little punk you can and wring out why they are trying to flood the streets with the serum. Are they trying to create an army of metas? Wanting to smoke someone out? It doesn’t make sense....so break his little bones if you have to.”<br><br>Huntress took a step back from the group to prevent any interference at such close range, and reached up to her earpiece to click her voice through everyone’s ears (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310088.msg15062433#msg15062433) to test and make sure their own private communication channel was up and working. Once it was proven right, she nodded and looked at everyone. “Are we missing anything? Need to change anything?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 18:53:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Trying to Wingman, Inspired Creation, Eco-Love<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members, Fire</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> An eyebrow raised underneath Virgil's mask when Fire told them her "job" for this mission was mainly Flash showing her a good time. He wasn't upset she wasn't going to be lending them a helping hand up close and personal for the various reasons mentioned. No. What he was upset about was that apparently, one of the smartest men he knew and one of the few scientists he legitimately looked up to...was such a scaredy-cat. <em>Fire</em>! The international supermodel and one of the sexiest superheroes in the world was on him like...like rice and beans...a staple of the Brazilian cultural cuisine.<br><br>&nbsp;Stepping into the other room for a moment, he turned his comm to a private channel and hailed flash. "Flash. Listen here, man. Fire wants to jump your bones so hard I can feel the sexual tension through my suit. Now I might not be able to catch you, but as your friend I will find a way to slow you to a crawl and drag your ass all the way to Brazil if I have to. You don't get lucky with a woman like that and not capitalize on it. The hell's wrong with you, man? You're literally smarter than this...now we can get back to the mission. Static out." Clearing his throat as he came back into the room, his eyes widened while Huntress was talking, and he threw a finger high shouting <br><br>"Huntress, you're a Genius!!" as he did. Then he fell to the floor cross-legged and slung his equipment bag around into his lap. While everyone currently in the room was aware of his work with S.T.A.R. Labs, aside from Rocket, he wasn't sure if any of them knew just how smart he was. Like, Batman and other genius Leaguers ask him for help solving things and building things. So his mad scientist routine may have freaked a few people out, but once he got into his flow, he didn't even focus on them.<br><br>&nbsp;Anyone looking would see what seemed to be controlled chaos. Him grabbing something, tearing it open, pouring out the parts, and then throwing the casing away. For a few minutes he just tore things down and made new things out of them. When he was done, he stood back to his feet and started tossing black orbs to people. "Again, thank you Huntress for inspiring me to make <em>these</em> babies. They're chaff grenades. Pull the pin and toss em like a normal grenade, and when they go off, they send supercharged metal shavings into the air, causing a temporary catastrophic effect in all unshielded, nearby technology.<br><br>&nbsp;Communications will go haywire. Cameras will show nothing but static. Stuff like that. I've juiced em' up so that the effect is a few minutes. Icon's team can use one or two to keep their guys busy while he knocks out comms for good. And we can use them in the base. I did some calculations and if I'm right," he paused and looked around, like he was confirming with everyone that he was indeed correct. "Then that volcano out there occasionally fucks with their tech. It gives off so much energy that from time to time I guarantee it screws with their comms and all that good stuff. So the chaff has a natural excuse. No one should even think twice about them. <em>And</em> they're environmentally friendly."<br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>08-09-2019, 00:33:34</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:00<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Zod Muses<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission 2 Young Justice Members, Fire<br><br><hr><br>Zod looked away when the Huntress nodded. Zod took it as affirmation that he could take point. He paid little mind to Geoforce's proposition or Icon's declaration that no one was expendable. Their sentiments were misplaced. He crossed his arms as Static affirmed the lack of EM activity and outlined the difficulties that entailed for the team and their objectives. The hulking Kryptonian continued to glance out the window - his super-senses ensured that he missed nothing, although he was very selective in what he consciously perceived. There was a lot being said that was not relevant to his role and courses of action he had no reason to support or deride. <br><br>The Huntress's assignment for him was acceptable. He listened as she outlined what she and Geoforce would be doing and ignored the rest. Zod complied with testing the communication devices that they were all issued, and his device was functioning within parameters. Zod caught the chaff device that Static tossed to him and stowed it in the belt of his battle armour.<br><br><strong>"With the intelligence available to us further planning is wasted. Any plans more complex will need to be discarded upon engagement with the enemy. Make appropriate changes in the field as the situation requires."</strong> Zod stated in a matter-of-fact tone, characteristically without any emotion. Emotion had no place in what they were doing. It would cloud judgement and skew priorities. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>09-09-2019, 07:04:47</strong>
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				<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, analyzing the situation<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Augustus arched an eyebrow at Rocket’s statement of her getting the pretty ones. He didn’t think he was one of the pretty ones and she seemed taken with Ronnie, so he figured she was just thinking of not hurting his feelings so to speak. But he smirked nonetheless,<br>&nbsp;<br>Gus liked Ronnie…but he didn’t. He was good as he spoke with Rocket…smooth! He quickly shook off the thought as he was jealous?!? <em>‘Hell naw!'</em> He didn’t even know her! It was true what he said though but he knew Rocket deserves to be here more than she thought she did.&nbsp; He wasn’t going to follow Ronnie looking stupid like a parrot. But for all she had done in Dakota City, she was a hero in her own right no doubt.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>“YOU deserve to be here as much as anyone else Beautiful. Never forget that!” He said he realized he meant to say Rocket when ‘beautiful’ came out he wanted to smack himself or hide in the corner but now…now it was damned out there and once again he wished his power was invisibility! He listened to everyone but deep down even he realized he wanted a sample of the serum for his analysis. <br>&nbsp;<br>Someone was making this for a reason and if was harnessed then someone would eventually succeed and that couldn’t happen, but in truth having it destroyed might be easier in the long run.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Don’t worry no harm will come to you I promise. Or Firestorm will be there either way.” Taking himself out of her limelight since that was where her focus seemed to be on flamehead.<br>&nbsp;<br>Gus looked over at Fire and was once again reminded of how things went when one met their idols. <br>&nbsp;<br>Meeting Superman and Batman with their conversation about him made him feel different about being here in this group. <br>&nbsp;<br>Meeting Fire…was sadly disappointing because she was a Super…Model at heart and that is where her focus was.&nbsp; She went from being gorgeous to fairly attractive. He could keep his eyes off of her before because this was a mission. She made it so much easier now!<br>&nbsp;<br>He came out of his reflection to hear Firestorm. <br>&nbsp;<br>“Me? I will enter from the east underwater. I can hold my breath for a long time. So when you all get into position. And they get into position” (gesturing to the other group.)&nbsp; &nbsp;“I will…look through the floor of the main dock walls and find the electrical pulse for the communication network and hit it with a small EMP as long as you all are outside we will still have communications. When I do that the other group can do something similar on their end. We have contact, they don’t!&nbsp; Whatever else I do…will be destructive and dirty.” He made it a point to look at Huntress when he said that cause she challenges him before about getting his hands dirty. He did what was necessary to get the job done. <br>&nbsp;<br>He was still against killing, but that was more home training than his normal ‘by any means necessary’ philosophy. He realized he revealed more about himself than probably any of them knew.<em> ‘They were his teammates...not the enemy right?!?&nbsp; So he could let his guard down a little right?’ </em> He mulled over the thought.<br>&nbsp;<br>But since he had her attention he responded to her. “You simply say when and it will be done, Madam.”<br>&nbsp;<br><em>‘(You can pretty much just ask anyone anything and they'll tell you where their mom lives.) Wow…so much for me. He is already trying to take her home to mom’s?!?’</em> He frowned as he was losing himself over a woman that wasn’t even interested and not focused on the task at hand. He moved to the far side of Ronnie closest to the door.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;&lt;&lt;I hear you.&gt;&gt; He didn’t tap his ear, just let a pulse of energy in his ear simulate the effect. He breathed to relax rather focus his attention on his two current teammates.<br><br>&nbsp;&lt;&lt;You do know you don’t have to tap your ear to make these work right?&nbsp; They are upgrades.&nbsp; Aqualad made me try them out with him.&nbsp; You can even have separate channels too, so one group doesn’t have to through off the other.&nbsp; Then there is separate channel mode so when you say one person's name, no one can hear but that person even up close.&gt;&gt;&nbsp; He was far enough away so that only Zod might be able to hear him since he was now nearly outside.<br><br>&lt;Huntress&gt; &lt;&lt;Can you hear me now?&nbsp; Great leading the group by the way.&gt;&gt;<br><br>&lt;Rocket&gt;&nbsp; &lt;&lt;I think you are awesome…and gorgeous&gt;&gt;<br><br>&lt;All&gt; &lt;&lt;Then come back to the main channel with none the wiser.&nbsp; Sorry, my inner geekdom coming out.&nbsp; I will just be quiet now.&gt;&gt;<br><br>He really thought he was informing the team about something cool, but in truth, he felt more like a certified idiot.&nbsp; Knowing Huntress she probably already knew and Virgil probably already deduced it with his tech skills.&nbsp; So once again the farm/city boy was once again behind the times.<br><br>“We ready now?” &nbsp;He spoke with a bit less luster than before. <br><br><em>‘Yep stuck your foot in it once again didn’t you flyboy?’&nbsp; </em>He scolded himself.&nbsp; That is what he got for listening to Hardware and Aqualad.&nbsp; He made that crooked face in his head. <em> ‘Nice guys finish last.&nbsp; If you don’t tell her your interested she will end up with Ronnie or worse Damien.’ </em> He shivered at the thought of octoboy being all over her at the intro.&nbsp; <br><br><em>‘Remember to call Katrina when I get home, the twins will be happy to know I at least remembered to get their autographs.’ </em> He thought as he got most of the league to sign their picture for his siblings.<br><br>He caught the grenade tossed by Static. <em> ‘Damn, I thought I was smart but dude has gray matter to spare.&nbsp; No wonder he and Hardware work so great together.&nbsp; Wonder how much chromedome told him about me?’&nbsp; </em>&lt;&lt;Thanks Static.&nbsp; I will put this to good use.&gt;&gt;&nbsp; He watched him come back into the room after talking, he could only hear his side, but he ignored it for the most part.&nbsp; Wasn’t important to him anyway.&nbsp; He knew he was talking to the Flash, but that was it.&nbsp; One day he would have a good friend that might look out for him like that…He didn’t see that happening any time soon though.<br><br>He looked over at Zod thinking the strong silent type was too close to home even for him.&nbsp; He couldn’t blame him for wanting to get into action, but for different reasons.&nbsp; Right now he needed to get into action so he would stop making himself look like and feel like an idiot.&nbsp; <em>‘First beautiful now, gorgeous what next candy and flowers?&nbsp; Dude you are so lame!’</em><br><br>He moved towards the door and held it open for his two teammates.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Your waterfront awaits."&nbsp; He said smiling despite himself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>10-09-2019, 11:33:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/Rocket.4.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic but be prepared for some changes<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From Secret Sanctuary to Fire's Livingroom<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> So a Rocket heads to the docks in totally <strong>appropriate</strong> attire.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"'Just you' can fly, dent a ship with a punch and protect half the team with your force fields. I'd take 'just you' any day of the week."</span> <br><br>Raquel's face went a dark shade of pink at Ronnie's words. Though the statement was true enough, it just wasn't something she thought about. These were things her belt helped her do; not something SHE did. There was a huge difference!! There were some other words and he did some mega coolness for their nominal team leader: 'Miss Huntress to the rescue!!' Somehow, she managed to not embarrass herself further but it was pretty close. Especially once, Huntress went through the job list. <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Rocket: Find the weakest little punk you can and wring out why they are trying to flood the streets with the serum. Are they trying to create an army of metas? Wanting to smoke someone out? It doesn’t make sense....so break his little bones if you have to.”</span> The small woman shifted slightly and contemplated the point of breaking who ever for information. She didn't have to do that. All she had to do was... Once again, there was her boy and his brilliance, making shit just a bit easier! A smile curved her lips upward as he said, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"They're chaff grenades. Pull the pin and toss em like a normal grenade, and when they go off, they send supercharged metal shavings into the air, causing a temporary catastrophic effect in all unshielded, nearby technology."</span><br><br>One slim hand cradled the little orb gently as she pondered her own part in the festivities. Most of the team had metapowers. In fact, it seemed that only she and Huntress did not. However, that beauty had real prowess and hard core training. What did she have? Raquel pondered this for a moment, her thoughts ticking along. <em>'I have a fat ass, a cute face, my inertia belt and the ability to make grown men and women whimper if I frown too hard.'</em> A gamine grin hinted at the corners of her mouth. If she couldn't provide super powered ass kickery, the least she could do was give good distraction.<br><br>The attractive mini-mountain made his opinion known and though Raquel wouldn't have worded it QUITE that way, she agreed with the assessment. Further planning would be a waste. Still, another small blush touched her face as she heard the deep rumble of tall dark and chocolatey through her ear piece. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&lt;&lt;I think you are awesome…and gorgeous&gt;&gt;</span> <br><br><div class="floatright">(http://vh1.mtvnimages.com/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:vh1.com/news/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/Screen-Shot-2018-03-29-at-11.02.58-AM-1522336832.png?quality=0.85&amp;format=jpg&amp;width=480)</div>She wasn't sure why he said it as he had barely even looked at her but regardless, it made her smile. It seemed people were ready to get into motion but Raquel needed a few minutes. Wearing this crap wasn't going to accomplish anything. The others were doing the heavy lifting, the dangerous shit so this little ensemble had to go. Turning to her own team mates, she held up one slender finger. <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Okay, y'all are gonna be doing the hard stuff, power wise. What that means is I NEED to be a much better distraction than I am right this second. Give me two minutes."</span> She shrugged out of her jacket and glanced down at her "uniform". <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Two minutes."</span> Then she practically sprinted toward a guest rest room. Maybe ninety seconds later, she had returned, a small backpack which had been hidden under her jacket dangling from one slim hand. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"This was gonna be my trip home outfit, you know? But Huntress gave me an idea. I am small. Quite frankly, I look like a stiff wind would spank my ass and force me to call it daddy. So why not play it up?"</span> One hand swept over the red gear. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"My belt can be added at the waist, no worries."</span><br><br>She glanced to both of her team mates, a wicked grin touching her mouth. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Let's go and wreck some shit!"</span> With no further ado, she shoved her jacket into the backpack, adjusted her inertia belt so that it lay easily at her waist and slipped one hand into a small black glove. The chaff grenade was stored in a pocket on the side of the bag and the whole of it was slung over one well-toned shoulder. A dimpled grin was flashed to all and sundry as she sauntered toward Icon who held open a door and intoned <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Your waterfront awaits." </span><br><br>She slipped by with a wink and a sweetly voiced, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Thank ya."</span><br><br>Now the work could begin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 03:07:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Before they broke off into their separate teams Helena gave everyone some direction. When she turned to him he had to remember not to smile. She was wondering what she'd be adding to the team, well here she was. GeoForce: Can you use your powers to shift the organic base of the mountain so we can somehow enter underground? I know it’s shielded, but against X-ray vision, do you think it can stand against, oh I don’t know....the power of lava?<br><br>Brion nods. "<strong>Yes, one stable stone tunnel is easy enough to create.</strong>" he agrees. Lava was one of the most destructive forces in nature. "<strong>We'll see what happens with the force field meets lava.</strong>" he agrees. "<strong>We of course have other options. Static may be able to disrupt it when he's in front of it.</strong>" he offers. Zod, well he could just smash it. In all likelihood the force-field probably didn't extend to directly beneath the lair. It would take up&nbsp; alot of energy to maintain that and who comes at you from beneath the earth?<br><br>And then just on queue "With the intelligence available to us further planning is wasted. Any plans more complex will need to be discarded upon engagement with the enemy. Make appropriate changes in the field as the situation requires." Brion shrugs. "<strong>Honestly I agree with Zod. Too many unknowns. Let's go..</strong>" he says and before he's even finished Huntress has climbed the railing of the balcony and jumped over. He was moving after her and when he could see over the railing she was already swinging to the next building with her grappling hook. <br><br>He glanced over his shoulder to Icon, Firestorm and Rocket. "<strong>Keep in touch</strong>."<br><br>Brion hopped up to the railing and just fell over only igniting his hand when he was away from building not wanting mark it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 02:01:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://www.tshirtironons.top/images/2013/SUPERHERO%20ALLIANCE/Firestorm/Firestorm%20Iron%20ons%20(Wall%20Stickers)%20N7533.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>Firestorm: You already know what to do. If you think keeping a small case of the serum is wise to bring back to base, fine, but if it’s unstable and needs to be wiped off the face of the earth, do it. Turn them all into little mini cupcakes, or something equally as awesome. Oh, and thanks for my bolts, by the way. That’s, uh.....that’s pretty fucking rad.<br><br>Ronnie grins at the Huntress, he didn't care what Brion said--she was too scary. "<strong>We don't know what's behind that force field, I figure we should have a few surprises of our own. And any time, I sort of feel like I know you.</strong>" he says specifically not glancing at Brion. <br><br>Icon came back with “<strong>Me? I will enter from the east underwater. I can hold my breath for a long time. So when you all get into position. And they get into position</strong>” (gesturing to the other group.)&nbsp; &nbsp;“<strong>I will…look through the floor of the main dock walls and find the electrical pulse for the communication network and hit it with a small EMP as long as you all are outside we will still have communications. When I do that the other group can do something similar on their end. We have contact, they don’t!&nbsp; Whatever else I do…will be destructive and dirty.</strong>”<br><br>Ronnie can only nod to that, he was going to split into his human halves to not draw attention to them and give them an extra set of eyes until he was needed to reconstruct the nuclear makeup of the shipment.<br><br>&lt;&lt;<strong>Hey Huntress, loud and clear.</strong>&gt;&gt;<br><br>Ronnie purposefully just makes static noises with his mouth and talks into his thumb which he holds up like a microphone. &lt;&lt;<strong>Rocket...is that you?</strong>&gt;&gt; even though she's right beside him. He's a bit of a nerdy goof and attractive women did weird things to his head. He watched Brion just call it as far as taking off went and Team: Mountain was already off.&nbsp; &lt;&lt;<strong>Will do Geoforce</strong>&gt;&gt;<br><br>"Okay, y'all are gonna be doing the hard stuff, power wise. What that means is I NEED to be a much better distraction than I am right this second. Give me two minutes." She shrugged out of her jacket and glanced down at her "uniform". "Two minutes." Then she practically sprinted toward a guest rest room. <br><br>Ronnie just looked at Icon and shrugged wondering what plan she had that required her to leave them. He was curious though. <br><br>Maybe ninety seconds later, she had returned, a small backpack which had been hidden under her jacket dangling from one slim hand. "This was gonna be my trip home outfit, you know? But Huntress gave me an idea. I am small. Quite frankly, I look like a stiff wind would spank my ass and force me to call it daddy. So why not play it up?" One hand swept over the red gear. "My belt can be added at the waist, no worries."<br><br>Firestorm just colours almost deep red when she mentions spanking her ass after coming out in that new ensemble. He swallows hard and nods "<strong>That's a good look.</strong>" he agrees and starts walking out with them splitting into Ronnie and Jason since it didn't look like they were flying or anything. "<strong>Off we go.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 04:10:21</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/foaGFeQ_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Leaping off the balcony and heading towards the mountain<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Off to save the day<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members; Specifically Lor Zod, GeoForce, and Static.<br><hr> It was done. The plan was agreed upon, settled, and everyone was en route to their goals. Turning away from the others at Lor Zod’s wise words, Helena walked towards the balcony as the other team assembled. Lifting her left boot onto the metal railing, she looked down at the street many levels below, took and deep breath, then fell over the edge. Arms loose, eyes focused, she calculated the distance needed before striking out her right hand and activating the grappling hook from her right wristband. Immediately a powerful cord shot out, the anchor sinking into a passing building’s concrete side, and catching onto it, Helena swung forward with impressive momentum high over the partying crowd below. Her cape billowed behind her shoulders, dark hair loose and flying behind her as her body swung like a pendulum, and when she reached the far edge of the swing, she released the anchor from the building to set one out from her left wristband, continuing the travel forward high in the air.<br><br>Landing on a low roof, Helena ran, arms pumping as she expertly dodged around chimneys, clotheslines, and television dish satellites before leaping off the roof’s edge to land like a panther on the next rooftop. She knew the supers behind her could fly, and only being a human in the group she couldn’t fall behind. <br><br>(https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png)<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">“GeoForce, southside entrance grounds look good to you? It looks like it has the least security from up here due to the fenced off areas. Static, see if you can knock out those two cameras with one of your grenades. We can’t have them see us approach.”</span> She spoke in the earpiece as her eyes remained forward, curve-swinging around the corner of one of the warehouse buildings on the edge of the city.<br><br>They approached the mountain away from prying public eyes and the majority of security cameras and lighting. Huntress ran, leapt, and swung her way towards the rocky field behind the facility, releasing the final line, somersaulting&nbsp; magnificently in the air over the fenced border before landing on her right foot, left knee down. The gravel crunched lightly under her boots as she lifted to her feel slowly and turned to wait for the three others in her group to circle around her. She turned towards GeoForce after Static took care of the cameras. Huntress nodded with a smirk under her mask. “You ready?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 19:20:49</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Trying to Wingman, Inspired Creation, Eco-Love<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members, Fire</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> After passing out gifts like a black Santa, Virgil let the rest of the planning stage finish up. The two teams seemed to have each come up with their own good ideas for moving ahead, and he was just fine with his part in it. And even though he could more than take care of himself, he had no issue being given a Kryptonian bodyguard. Even the President would be jealous of him right now. <br><br>"Remember guys, the grenades give you a few minutes of down time, but when they wear off, whatever tech is around you will go right back to normal. Make sure you take it out before times up or you're gone when that happens." After Geo-Force confirmed he could tunnel them in, Static gave him a thumbs up. "As long as it's got a power source, I can have my way. Don't worry about that." <br><br>With everything ready, he saluted to his friends going on the other half of the mission, then stood up on the railing, waving to Rocket with a smile before leaning over and falling backward into open air. Without even moving, his saucer formed and magnetized to his feet as he flipped over and skidded down the side of the building. He kicked off, spinning and twirling like some sort of Spidery Man with access to a go-pro and a selfie stick before he corrected his descent and followed Huntress' path in a lazy arc. On her arrival, she found a security weak spot, with only two cameras and almost no guard presence. <br><br><tt class="bbc_tt">"Copy that. Two shakes and I'll be done, but the grenades were my gift to you guys. I'm more ole' skool. Well, new skool in this case because...whatever, I got it."</tt><br><br>With that confirmation being given, he ran a low level charge (http://i.imgur.com/attV0O6.jpg) through his suit, creating a localized dead zone on his body, making him completely invisible to the cameras. Then he leisurely flew up and started to tamper with them. It only took him maybe thirty seconds to alter the viewfinder on both cameras to endlessly loop the footage of the past few minutes...which was all the nothing it had been recording before. Audio and video. Once it was done, he touched his comm. <br><br><tt class="bbc_tt">"Done. Cameras are out of play. Heading over now."</tt> Running forward, he bent his knees and flipped clean over the fence with the practiced ease of an athlete. Electricity wasn't his only power. The Q-Juice running through his system had also given him a decent boost in regards to his physical body as well. He wouldn't be throwing cars down the street, but he definitely wasn't as scrawny as he looked. He had some power in his little frame. "Let's break and enter...but it's cool because it's bad guys."<br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 08:58:31</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:30<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Wishing Damian Hadn't Been So Awkward, Bud <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission 2 Young Justice Members<br><br><hr><br>Zod floated up off of the ground only so much as he required for sufficient clearance to follow the rest of his part of the team. He clasped his hands behind his back and flew after them, accelerating to take the lead. They were not assaulted on their way in, and they reached a security weak point that was soon dismantled. Zod maintained the same posture and flew over the fence that Static leapt over. <br><br>From here it would fall to Geo-Force to tunnel them beneath the shielded elements of the mountain and allow them an entrance from below. It would be some time yet before Zod might be called to do anything - indeed, he might not have to do anything at all: if the Huntress and Static continued to prove so capable at bypassing security measures then Zod could simply follow along. Zod moved to hover two feet away from Static and some inches off of the ground. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 13:22:39</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beneath the Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Meeting Fire, analyzing the situation<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members<br><hr><br>&nbsp;“Any time beautiful, you do look amazing though.” Augustus moved away considering she was in good hands and it seemed like she was interested in Firestorm more anyway. He was used to it, not a big deal really. <br><br>&lt;&lt;I will signal again when I am in position. You all do the same.&gt;&gt; He looked at Rocket like he was saying goodbye, as he waved to the other two. Then he breathed and the sky simply called to him as he took off like a shot, not enough to break the sound barrier but fast enough to become invisible to the naked eye. He moved around and came down low at an angle. He was quickly holding his breath as he slipped beneath the water and took off towards the destination. <br><br>He couldn’t breathe underwater and he realized he would have to surface just a bit under the dock to communicate, he didn’t know who knew morse code so he came up just enough to whisper. &lt;&lt;Here.&gt;&gt; <br>Before sinking back beneath the waves. He found the communication booth and with a blast the system would be disabled.&nbsp; He continued to study the area,&nbsp; he scanned just so he would know where to go and what to destroy. He had more than enough targets to take out.<br><br>It hit him to think right now, that he was truly the last of his kind. He didn’t know why that thought popped into his head right now of all times.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 19:08:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://vh1.mtvnimages.com/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:vh1.com/news/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/Screen-Shot-2018-03-29-at-11.02.58-AM-1522336832.png?quality=0.85&amp;format=jpg&amp;width=480)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From Fire's Livingroom to The Docks<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> So a Rocket heads to the docks in totally <strong>appropriate</strong> attire.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon | Firestorm <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"That's a good look. Off we go."</span><br><br>Oh, he BLUSHED!! His words, almost self-assured, drew a grin to her mobile mouth. However, once he split into his separate selves, she glanced at all three men and once again murmured, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Yeah, I totally got the pretty ones."</span> Then she began to meander, a small switch to her hips. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Okay before we leave me all alone, I just have two questions. One, do y'all really need those chaff grenades? If not, can I have 'em? And two, what exactly do we need to know? Give me small key phrases, something I can put a spin on."</span><br><br>Rocket paused, stood hipshot and stared at all three men. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Obviously the information we require is as follows: amounts, who, and from where. It does not matter as to the why because if we can put paid to it here, there won't BE a why. Can ya'll think of anything else that needs to be addressed?"</span> <br><br>There was a bit more conversation, Icon made HER blush just by the way he looked at her and then he was gone, his deep voice a rumble as he underlined his portion of the plan.&nbsp; Suddenly, like a bolt, another thought crept up and presented itself. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">'There are two of you!! Which one of y'all wanna be my boyfriend for a lil bit?"</span> Now, she didn't have a preference...okay maybe she did! But, and this was key, men were more apt to let secrets spill IF they thought a little woman was in distress, even if they were the bad guys. So, one of the two men left could play the part well enough, and scoot off before shit got real. Bigger better distraction!!<br><br>One slim hand rose to forestall questions as she explained her thoughts. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I just need someone to argue with me, about anything, just so it draws a little bit of attention. Maybe a kiss to underline boyfriend/girlfriend having a spat. My guy can then fuck off to whatever preplanned position, leaving me to play the damsel in sooo much distress and gather intel. So, are you down??"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 22:35:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POST</span></strong></div><br>Fire, for her part, watched over the top of her magazine at how Rocket was dealing with Firestorm splitting into two fine young men, and concealed a green-lipped smirk with the glossy paper. Without making any comment, however, she glanced down at her silent, uncalled cell phone. Was the Flash going to continue to ignore her? Why did the speedster not act <em>como hombre</em>?!<br><br>With Icon underwater, doing his thing, he was separated from the other members of the team. Not that it was a bad place to be for someone who could theoretically go to toe to toe with Superman. The scans he performed on the ships revealed that, in the main, they were legit. Some of the ships had to be decoys, simply there to establish a pattern that would prove harmless if they were ever inspected - their cargoes were full of the usual consumer goods and raw materials one would expect on ships of their type and point of origin.<br><br>One ship, however, was what the team was looking for. It had normal stuff on it - WayneTech consumer electronics, Queen Industries autoparts, and so forth. But several shipping containers had weapons manufactured in Eastern European arms factories: knock-offs of Kalashnikovs and other ubiquitous small arms models. Some were stamped in such a way that indicated they were made in Vlatava, others Markovia, and still others in the Czech Republic. Others had vials of chemicals that was the real prize. The ship in question was the Santa Maria IV. <br><br>And while Icon was doing the scanning that related this information to him, he was joined by someone drawn by his sudden and comparatively violent entrance into the water.<br><br>"Hey buddy." A voice sounded through the water for Icon to hear. Its point of origin was a creature that was part man, part shark, but ten feet of "you are going to get fucked up, son." Because the figure near Icon was King Shark, a metahuman who professed to be the son of the Shark God (which others denied based on unsubstantiated reasons), and a regular foe of Aquaman. Right now, although Icon could not know it, King Shark was a member of the Secret Six, the rest of whom were inside the cargo hold of the Santa Maria IV. <br><br>"You uh, you looking to be a hero there, buddy?" King Shark asked, flashing several rows of serrated, sharp fangs. Fangs that were sharp enough to take a bite out of not just the King of the Seven Seas, but Superman too. King Shark had done it before. It was awesome. Jawesome, in fact. "Yeah, I bet you're looking to be a hero." Then King Shark chuckled. "Suck my dick I'm a shark!" The villain roared, his meme battle-cry at odds with the real danger posed by a giant fist that flew Icon's way with impossible speed. The left hook hit Icon right in the face, and sent him flying to the ocean floor. King Shark not only had the super-strength to his someone on Icon's level, but he also had that super-rough shark's skin amped up to the point where hitting or getting hit by King Shark was coming into contact going to make hamburger out of the stuff making contact that was not King Shark. Not a super good situation to be in. Not at all.<br><br>King Shark swam at Icon, ready to follow that attack with another big hit . . .
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 23:26:46</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Off to save the day<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Helena, Zod, Virgil <br><hr><br>(https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png)<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">“GeoForce, southside entrance grounds look good to you? It looks like it has the least security from up here due to the fenced off areas. Static, see if you can knock out those two cameras with one of your grenades. We can’t have them see us approach.”</span><br><br>It felt good to fly and have the wind push back his hair. More importantly it felt good to be doing something and fighting beside Helena and his new teammates.(https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png) "<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Yes, that seems like an ideal point of entry.</strong></span><br><br>Huntress nodded with a smirk under her mask. “You ready?” Why did he suddenly want to smack her bottom? He needed to get all that out of his head. <strong>"Ready."</strong> He kneels at the place he wants to create the tunnel. The earth was his friend and helped him out, he was always going to be respectful to her. Clearing his mind he let his connection with the ground and soil become the focus of his vision.<em>I'd like a favour please. A few samples of what they are creating her. They must have have a number of failures they discarded.</em> he thinks and lets the earth bring him the evidence he needs. He may not have had Batman's utility belt but he did have a number of pouches in his and some of then contained stoppered test tubes for evidence gathering. Once whatever they have been dumping bubbles up he gathers it and puts it away.<br><br>Rising he studies the ground and with a gesture he urges the lifeblood of the earth to come to him--the lava answers his request and forms a tunnel for them leading towards their destination. He uses the surrounding rocks to coat the tunnel walls as both reinforcement and to cool it down. There is no groaning, quaking or complaining as he uses his earthbond to stretch out their tunnel in an easily walkable incline to their destination. He uses his hand as a torch as he leads the way. "<strong>Follow me. It isn't that far.</strong>" he says. <br><br>"<strong>Zod since we are closer do you sense any breaks in the force field we can enter through? Otherwise, I think the lava will do to breach it but it may be noticed.</strong>" He looks over his shoulder and grins at Helena. "<strong>I can also make caves if you ever wanted your own secret lair.</strong>" he joked. Batman was always dead serious. Brion was no less committed to crime-fighting, but loved what he was doing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 23:30:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://iwt.sfo2.cdn.digitaloceanspaces.com/cbr-characters/character_36719_f.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beatriz da Costa’s living room--&gt;Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Leaving Fire's place and heading to the docks with Rocket<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon||Rocket<br><hr><br>He watched Icon take off &lt;&lt;<strong>I will signal again when I am in position. You all do the same.</strong>&gt;&gt; (https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png) "<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Sure Icon, see you there.</strong></span> Ronnie felt there was something going on with him. They should talk after this. He could never have enough good friends in his life. <br><br>"Yeah, I totally got the pretty ones." Jason grinned at the compliment. "I think we're in pretty good company as well." he says. Ronnie almost went as red as his costume and tried not to stare at Rocket too much. "Okay before we leave me all alone, I just have two questions. One, do y'all really need those chaff grenades? If not, can I have 'em? And two, what exactly do we need to know? Give me small key phrases, something I can put a spin on."<br><br>Jason shrugs, it was Ronnie who initiated the transformation so he had the grenades. Ronnie listens to her request. He had no particular plans for grenades. "<strong>No...they are all yours.</strong>" he assured her and gave them over before stepping back beside Jason.<br><br>'There are two of you!! Which one of y'all wanna be my boyfriend for a lil bit?" Jason tries not to chuckle as he manages to take half a step back and push Ronnie forward. He loved Jason as a brother but there were days he wanted to punch him. "<strong>I...guess...I could do that...be your boyfriend for a bit..</strong>" he says happy that he got that all out. <br><br>One slim hand rose to forestall questions as she explained her thoughts. "I just need someone to argue with me, about anything, just so it draws a little bit of attention. Maybe a kiss to underline boyfriend/girlfriend having a spat. My guy can then fuck off to whatever preplanned position, leaving me to play the damsel in sooo much distress and gather intel. So, are you down??"<br><br>Ronnie smiles at that. "<strong>You start to channel Zelda or Princess Peach, he feels all manly for helping you out...you're already most of the way there.</strong>" he noded in agreement. Of course it had to be a nerd references he used. Its then that it hits him that she said there should be a kiss. And suddenly he's tongue tied. What kind of kiss? Should it be long and lingering or a peck...no it can't be a little peck, they were supposed to be boyfriend and girlfriend. If Rocket was his girl there were going to not be pecking. Like long soulful, hold her close until she's crushed up against him...' <strong>Uhm...ok, we have a fight and then I take off..</strong>" he agreed. <br><br>"<strong>Hmm...we need to get to the docks. Can I ride you...ride...with you..</strong>" he corrects.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>16-09-2019, 22:00:46</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beneath the Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Underwater &lt;&lt;This is my character speaking, this by no means, meant to be offensive.&gt;&gt;&nbsp; Smack down by a shark...really?&nbsp; Is that how much my life sucks...Even Ronnie got to kiss da girl?!?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members - Group 2 --<br><hr>Augustus was gone but not out of earshot. <em>‘A kiss to play the boyfriend…how quaint…I could have played the boyfriend?!? Quit being such a puss she is not interested. White Firestorm is who she likes, get a damn grip ‘G’. The one-woman you had for a night or two didn’t come back cause it was a dare. So deal with the fact that you are…alone, you are going to be alone and the sooner you get that through your thick head the easier all of this will be!’</em>&nbsp; With that, he was in the water.<br><br><em>‘Focus on the damn mission not how hot Rocket looked in that…whatever that was…Damn.’</em> He took a deep breath now, after indicating he was ready. Why was he smitten with a woman that barely knew he existed, it was like Constance Wright all over again? Sure she was out of school for a couple of days, he never found out why but he did find out that their two weeks together was more about a bet than the fact that she really liked him. He never spoke to her again, even though she tried to explain, he didn’t even try to hear her out. He was glad of the transfer to a different high school and she never saw her again. She even reached out to him on social media but he blocked that too quick. She got what she wanted, what else did she want anyway??<br><br>He swore he heard something that pulled him out of his past and his scans. He turned to see something that was clearly…<em>WTF?!? </em>He didn’t say it cause his mother would still be threatened to beat his ass. He wasn’t sure he wanted to test that theory…she was a crazy black woman after all and there wasn’t much she tried that she couldn’t do! One was raising a super alien son so she had something going for her.<br><br><strong>&lt;&lt;Hey buddy.&gt;&gt;</strong><br><br>The giant creature moved with a resemblance of a shark…or man shark or some crap. He didn’t know what it was but he was definitely not expecting what was approaching him.<br><br><strong>&lt;&lt;You uh, you looking to be a hero there, buddy?&gt;&gt; </strong>King Shark asked, flashing several rows of serrated, sharp fangs.<br><br>He forced himself to strain to keep enough air in to speak. “Nope…no heroes here.” &nbsp;He could see that this thing was indeed a hybrid man-shark which was scary that it existed but not what he was going to focus on.<br><br>He quickly shook his head when he saw the rows of teeth.&nbsp; &lt;&lt;Group: We are not alone!&gt;&gt;<br><br><strong>&lt;&lt;"Suck my dick I'm a shark!"&gt;&gt;</strong> The villain roared, his meme battle-cry at odds with the real danger posed by a giant fist that flew Icon's way with impossible speed.<br><br><em>‘What the?!? What kind of gay ass battle cry is that?’</em> Icon thought just before he was sent flying through the water, not since holocaust had he felt such power. Which meant as he felt the blow and came to his senses, he didn’t have to hold back. <br><br><em>‘Strength, Speed, not sure what the hell else but I am not trying to find out. Come on, G’ you got this!’ </em>He thought to himself. Just before the shark man came back into sight. He knew he was in for a real battle and it wouldn’t do him any good not to win…his team needed him. <em>‘I wonder if the nose thing really works.’</em> He knew he couldn’t take too many more blows like that though. He felt his body come to life as he channeled energy into his fist as he didn’t wait for the shark man to come close to him. He took the battle to it and went for the eyes with his punches sharpening the energy into cones around his fist to add to him piercing his skin if possible. He knew it was fast but he had to be faster, strategic make his attacks focused on taking it down, if nothing else getting to the surface cause their jig was up and since it was, this was a shark, he would be stupid to fight it in the water so he needed to get on land quick!<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>17-09-2019, 04:14:10</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:30<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Kryptonian Vision, Activate! <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Geo-Force, Static, Huntress<br><br><hr><br>Zod followed along in the tunnel, and was silent. He flew, although he could have walked perfectly well. The big Kryptonian kept his cape tight to his body, and his look was one of casual disinterest. Geo-Force was providing illumination, and so Zod did not bother to shift his vision. <br><br>When they halted, he did, gazing around across the full range of the EM spectrum he could perceive. <strong>"The energy based shielding is built into the facility walls - laced into super-dense materials. It does not extend below sea level. We may breach without concern about the force field being disrupted and triggering an alarm."</strong> He paused. <strong>"This will do."</strong> Lor declared, and his eyes flared red with the tell-tale activation of heat vision. The Kryptonian unleashed energy into the wall before them, creating an entryway large enough for two of them abreast to walk through. The edges glowed with heat that he quickly brought down with a judicious application of his arctic vision.<br><br>Icon's vague message came through, and Zod inferred that it meant enemy contact, but he did allow it to stop him from floating through the breach he created; the other half of the group had their objectives, and this half had theirs. <br><br>The room they breached into was a storage room, and it appeared to contain such boring but necessary items such as spare uniforms, mops, buckets, cleaning supplies, miscellaneous spare components, and so forth. None of it was really worth a second glance, as much of the things were familiar stock and supplies that one would find in any large facility, military or not. <br><br>Zod noted that the hallway outside was empty, and carried on, trusting that Static would baffle any equipment if he saw fit. <br><br>In the hallway, the large Kryptonian tilted his head and listened. He hovered with hands clasped behind his back, sorting through the noises of the facility's machinery, electronics, and so forth, concentrating on the human noises. Then he heard something that made him tilt his head just so. One corner of his mouth ticked up, for the merest fraction of a second, and then it returned to a flat line.<br><br><strong>"This is an American operation."</strong> Zod stated flatly. <strong>"The main supercomputer that is our ultimate goal will not be difficult to reach; it is three levels up. But it is connected to Captain Nazi - his blood is being extracted and scanned by the supercomputer in an effort to perfectly isolate the Formula X that transformed him. Disrupting the supercomputer's systems could free him - in fact, we may wish to free him: Captain Nazi was an inmate in Blackgate Penitentiary during my time there, and one day he was transferred out. It was highly irregular. It is likely that transfer was to this facility. Alternatively . . . we could end him.<br><br>"Also, General Wade Eiling is in the facility - currently, the same room as the supercomputer. As he possesses the Shaggy Man body, I cannot engage Eiling and guarantee Static's safety. With respect, we cannot divide our numbers and use Geo-Force and Huntress as a distraction. Eiling is too powerful for that tactic."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>18-09-2019, 19:37:51</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Nx4ebTG_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:45PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Leaping off the balcony and heading towards the mountain<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> We are going to diiiiiiiiiiie!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, GeoForce, and Static.<br><hr> Apart from the basic expected use of his powers, Brion had never truly displayed to an extreme extent what he was capable of. Helena watched as he knelt to the ground, concentrating on the planes of earth under him, communicating with it like a child to its Mother. After he extracted what he desired, she watched with a wide-eyed fascination as he molded a tunnel deep into the depths underground with naught a tremble or sound. The molten ooze blazed a trail before the outer shell of walls were hardened and covered to be cooler to the touch, and when he finished he stood up and ignited his hand like a torch. <br><br>Brion commissioned Zod to check the shield out ahead but he turned to her and playfully brought up secret caves. She was still a little overwhelmed by his prowess and grinned. “Damn, that’s hot.”<br><br>Helena then realized that was said out loud, initially meaning to merely think it but shrugging when it didn’t. Zod didn’t have any emotional capabilities to care and Static was on an entirely different level. Besides, Brion -was- hot. <em>Literally on Fire. </em><br><br>She followed the others down the earthen hallway, footfalls barely making a sound on the rocky surface until Zod hovered before a specific location<em><strong>. “The energy based shielding is built into the facility walls - laced into super-dense materials. It does not extend below sea level. We may breach without concern about the force field being disrupted and triggering an alarm."</strong></em> He paused as if looking for an acceptable spot. <em><strong>"This will do." </strong></em><br><br>His eyes flowed red and Helena found herself taking a step back in concern when his vision exploded an entrance wide enough for two of them to pass through. The rock looked hot to the touch but then he released a second magnificent power with a chill blast that cooled everything down to such a rush it cracked a bit of the border as it hardened. Helena looked up at his towering form as he continued to hover, already an immense man without the extra height. “So cool.”<br><br>They entered through a storage closet and inside. Down a hallway, Zod stopped them and was able to pick up some information on his hearing alone. That’s when her expression changed for a flashing second before he gave them the needed information. <br><br>Captain Nazi was expected, of course. His blood ran rampant with the serum that was desired and this hooked up to the computer. Helena wondered if he would be weakened at all in his state, but that question was quickly disregarded by the next name that came forth from Zod’s lips. <br><br>“Wait....” Helena whispered. “General Eiling? <em>The</em> General Eiling?” She shook her head as the information sank even further. Shaggy Man was created specifically to fuck up Superman. It was a good thing they had a Kryptonian in their team, but still. It would be her first real fight against someone with such catastrophic powers and strength. Looking up at Zod she knew if those two beings fought they would bring down the mountain over their heads. Brion might be able to sustain it while Static did what he needed to do, so that left Captain Nazi to her which she would need to take care of very quickly. No matter how powerful Lor Zod was, he did not deserve to take this fight on his own. But then again <em>He</em> could take a punch from Shaggy Man and keep on moving. She could not. <br><br>“You’re right.” She agreed with him. “We won’t leave your side.” Helena felt a strong of doubt enter her mind as she worked over a potential plan. Her humanity rearing it’s ugly head before she smothered it ruthlessly to the back of her mind and narrowed her gaze through the holes of her mask. “I’m all for killing him, but is that Justice League Procedure? Once we reach the computer laboratory, if we can somehow get to higher ground I think that would be best. If Geoforce and Zod hold off Shaggy Dude just long enough, I can do what needs to be done with the Captain while Static does his work. We can then all work together to end this.” <br><br>She was ready to move. Adrenaline laced her muscles and joints as she moved again, moving like a gymnast as she found an access stairwell at the end of the hallway. Pushing inside, the Huntress stood at the base level and aimed a grappling hook upwards about 5 railings up. Lifting her feet off the ground, the rope pulled her upwards where she unbuckled herself three levels higher to where Zod had said the computer was located. Helena opened the door to find a group of seven night guards standing in the entrance hallway. <br><br>“Hey, boys.” She purred seductively, catching them on the surprised when they looked startled towards the heroine standing before them. Immediately the nearest one reached for an alarm on the wall but Helena was infinitely faster by spinning around and round-house kicking him in the back of the head with her right foot, knocking him out cold to the ground before he could strike the button. Ducking under a powerful punch from a second assailant, she surged upwards with an uppercut that bodily lifted the guard off the ground to send him backwards as his jaw cracked upwards and reverberated throughout his skull. Without a moment’s pause, The Huntress reaches for her bo staff at her belt and activated its launch mechanism on the handle. Immediately it extended in both directions 2 feet in either direction, making it a 5 feet in total hard metallic length. Helicopter swinging it over her head, she gathered momentum as she spun and turned towards a third man. She batted him so hard across his face spittle flew from his lips as he slammed back against the wall before crumbling to the floor in a boneless heap of unconsciousness. Three down!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>19-09-2019, 07:19:25</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://vh1.mtvnimages.com/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:vh1.com/news/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/Screen-Shot-2018-03-29-at-11.02.58-AM-1522336832.png?quality=0.85&amp;format=jpg&amp;width=480)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> To The Docks<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> So a Rocket heads to the docks in totally <strong>appropriate</strong> attire.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon | Firestorm <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br>Well, Raquel had expected Jason to step forward for all of half a second. Though he was just as attractive as Ronnie, he was NOT Ronnie. For a moment, she stopped to ponder that. Since she had never been drawn to someone paler than her before, she was unsure how to handle this newly discovered facet. Was there a difference between men like her and men that...weren't? Should there be a difference? With an internal shake of her head, she pushed that thought to the side and focused on the here and now.<br><br>After all, if they survived, she could think on it later...not that she expected any problems. Still, Ronnie's stammered assent made her grin. So, she stepped forward, grasped his hand and grinned up at him. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Just for a bit? I thought we had a connection!!"</span> Of course, a laugh soon followed her statement. The blush that touched his cheeks made her grin just that much wider. <br><br>His final statement drew a startled glance toward his face. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Hmm...we need to get to the docks. Can I ride you...ride...with you.." </span><br><br>With an almost purr of sound, she agreed. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am pretty sure you really would have preferred the first option."</span> Then with nary a pause, she grasped his large hand in her own. For a long moment, she forgot that Jason even existed. Finally, she blinked and turned toward him. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I can get Ronnie there. I've done a tandem flight before. However, what about you? We all need to be there at the same time..."</span><br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Don't worry. I am going to catch a cab,"</span> the darker-skinned half of Firestorm replied. A happy grin greeted his words.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Oh, okay."</span> She really wanted to shout <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"GOODY!!"</span> but figured that would be rude. Instead, she turned her attention to Ronnie and stepped just a bit closer. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Have you ever seen me fly? It's not like you and Jason or Supergirl or whoever. I use the kinetic energy in my belt to push me away from the ground. In some respects, I go up and forward without ever needing to lean into the wind as the energy comes from my hands and feet."</span> With that, she tugged him a bit away from the house.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"So, stand behind me and wrap your arms around my waist."</span> As soon as he did so, she pushed <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">down</span> and rose <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">up</span>. At first, it felt as if she was simply rising but it soon became obvious that the strength of the kinetic force was actually driving the pair forward. She leaned against the wind slightly, hands down and fingers spread while pushing herself closer to him, her small frame easily molding to his. By the time they touched down, behind a rather large wall, she felt energetic. Flying always did that.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am sure Jason will be along momentarily. Walk with me?"</span> She turned wide, dark eyes up to meet with his gaze even as she twined their fingers together once more. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"And when ya kiss me, kiss me like you never kissed anyone in your life!!"</span> Then she tugged at him and got them moving.<br><br>They were almost down on the dock proper when Icon's voice shattered the calm. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&lt;&lt;Group: We are not alone!&gt;&gt;</span> Raquel immediately looked around but noticed nothing. She turned and leaned against her teammate, her full lips brushing against the pulse at the base of his neck. <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I don't see anyone, do you,"</span> she queried in a whisper. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"God, this is gonna go badly if Icon is sending out alerts!"</span> Not that she truly believed that...maybe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>21-09-2019, 23:21:47</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Trying to Wingman, Inspired Creation, Eco-Love<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Computer Team</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> After getting past the cameras, it was Brion's turn to flex those metagenes, and he didn't disappoint as he kinda just, asked the Earth nicely and not only did he gets samples of the nasty mess they were creating and illegally dumping, but a nice, neat, perfectly round tunnel was melted out and cooled with surrounding rock as they went forward. It was like a perpetual motion machine to watch all the parts of his powers in an efficient cycle until they came to their destination. Once they got to where they were going, Zod stepped up and used his heat vision to basically eye fuck the rest of the stone in the tunnel into submission. Then he used cold vision to cool it for the rest of them. <br><br>Now, he could control the entire EM spectrum as easy as a producer made a beat, but that was still cool to watch. As Lor explained the layout of the facility after they busted into a thankfully empty storage room, Virgil looked around with his energy vision, and watched all the conduits and power sources connected to every piece of technology throughout the entire building. Unless it had no power running to it whatsoever, Static could look at it like a blueprint. He came back to the party as Zod explained the computer was dialysing(dialysis process) Captain Nazi's blood to extrapolate and synthesize the formula in his blood that made him strong enough to go toe to toe with guys like Shazam and Superman. <br><br>The suggestions about him went around the group, between freeing him and finishing him off for good. It caused Static to sigh at the situation, but not because the topic of murder was brought up. He was insanely smart, so he could look at this from a logical standpoint with no issues. But he could also look at it from a moral point. And on top of that, complicating matters was Wade Eiling. An asshole general he'd seen around S.T.A.R. Labs a while back, but now his brain was riding around in the Shaggy Man body.<br><br>&nbsp;A synthetic lifeform with strength and speed enough to make the strongest JL members think twice about fighting him. And a healing factor strong enough to regrow limbs and let him fight literally <em>forever</em>. "Well, as much as I realize he's a dick and has done some truly horrible things. Wouldn't we be kinda fucked up to kill a guy who was serving his time and then got kidnapped by a government black cell and experimented on for this entire time?" He waited a second, but continued before anyone could chime in.<br><br>&nbsp;"On the other hand...Shaggy General is a problem. Buuuuut, we might be able to kill two birds with one stone. Instead of killing him and having to deal with the League later about how we broke protocol on our first mission and etc..., what if we <em>free</em> Nazi, and get him to fight with us and bring this place down? He's got at least some kind of relationship with Zod, and I guarantee he'll like him even more once we bust his ass out and tell him what all they've been up to with his blood. Then we let him fight with us and when Shaggy Man shows up, we can make a tactical retreat and let those two throw hands until the League shows up. I can even leave a tracker on them both in case they escape before we can get backup." <br><br>Following them toward the upper floors, Static hopped on his saucer and flew straight up behind Huntress. He had to admit, she had a pretty nice ass for a white girl. She got to the top before him, and immediately started going felony charge level assault on the poor guards. He could only watch as she brutalized three men and probably scarred them for life. Buuuut since he was right behind her, he may as well go for the rest while he had a chance to shine. Coming up over the railing, he flipped off of the saucer and threw his arm forward, detaching two of the plates and launching them like shuriken at two of the remaining guards.<br><br>&nbsp;Dull THUNK's echoed in the hallway as a plate took one guard in the skull, and the other in the solar plexus. The first dropped like a stone, while the other stumbled backwards clutching his temporarily blocked airway and slid down the wall. He gasped long enough to realize how painful being unable to breathe was before passing out. As he landed, he rolled back up to his feet and jumped, clearing an impressive distance and taser punching one guard, while flipping in the air to wrap his legs around the last guy and hurricanrana him into the air, where Static blasted him into a wall and pinned him there, unconscious and hanging by his equipment belt. "It's been a while since I got to stretch the ole' martial arts muscles. I think I still got it," he said with a smile to Huntress as they looked over their body count. "I'm not as good as you though," the young hero grinned at Huntress and admired her work.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>24-09-2019, 10:43:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Off to save the day<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Helena, Zod, Virgil <br><hr><br>“Damn, that’s hot.” He wasn't showing off for Helena or anything but hearing that made him swell with pride. He'd been training and working on his powers trying to fine tune them to be more than just another way of hitting something. Batman was always about 'Some of it is what you have, but your imagination on how to use it creatively in battle or investigation is more important.' <br><br>Zod got them past the next hurdle. It felt like things were beginning to click into place. Everyone doing their part, no one hogging any glory or trying to do it on their own; something Bruce could perhaps learn from. Part of him wished that their opponents weren't Shaggy Man and Capt Nazi. Shaggy Man was developed to fight Superman level threats. Captain Nazi was supposed to be the embodiment of the Aryan ideal and tangled with the likes of Captain Marvel. Yes, they both lost to their respective foes but testing yourself against this caliber of enemy was maybe a third date sort of scenario.<br><br>It is what it is and Zod was right, splitting up was no longer an option. “I’m all for killing him, but is that Justice League Procedure? Once we reach the computer laboratory, if we can somehow get to higher ground I think that would be best. If Geoforce and Zod hold off Shaggy Dude just long enough, I can do what needs to be done with the Captain while Static does his work. We can then all work together to end this.”<br><br>Helena was one of the few heroes willing to go there to get the job done. Just because he was in love with her didn't mean he was just going to agree with killing someone. And Static did point out technically the man was serving his time and got abducted. It was their job to try and bring him in.<br><br>"On the other hand...Shaggy General is a problem. Buuuuut, we might be able to kill two birds with one stone. Instead of killing him and having to deal with the League later about how we broke protocol on our first mission and etc..., what if we free Nazi, and get him to fight with us and bring this place down? He's got at least some kind of relationship with Zod, and I guarantee he'll like him even more once we bust his ass out and tell him what all they've been up to with his blood. Then we let him fight with us and when Shaggy Man shows up, we can make a tactical retreat and let those two throw hands until the League shows up. I can even leave a tracker on them both in case they escape before we can get backup."<br><br>Brion considered that. It had a possibility of succeeding. Eiling was an American and as much as he didn't like the man's crazy brand of nationalism he and Nazi were enemies. "<strong>That may work, then again Nazi may try to just escape and recruit any Neo Nazi's into a cult. I say if he helps us out we mention it as far as his sentence is concerned. If he tries to kill you..</strong>" he is speaking to everyone but looking at Helena. "<strong>...then defend yourself. Your bolts should be able to go right through his femur or spine</strong>" He wasn't about to have her dying because she was being attacked by an upper level meta and was trying to figure out a way to wing him. He was pretty sure that Nazi had regrown an arm at one point in time.<br><br>Watching the Huntress in action was always a turn on, violent poetry in motion. Everyone in the Bat family had moves but he just liked her style. "<strong>Looking good there Static...and yeah, no one here has moves like Huntress.</strong>" he agreed maintaining their code names since Fire was still listening. "<strong>Come on, let's fly to the computer so Static can do his thing.</strong>" he says scooping up Helena. Zod told them where the computer was so they didn't have to search for it, just avoid any security along the way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>24-09-2019, 11:16:32</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fanficchannel/images/e/ed/RobbieAmell.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/280?cb=20150103035931)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beatriz da Costa’s living room--&gt;Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Leaving Fire's place and heading to the docks with Rocket<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon||Rocket<br><hr><br>"Just for a bit? I thought we had a connection!!" Of course, a laugh soon followed her statement. The blush that touched his cheeks made her grin just that much wider. He just sighed when she took his hand. "<strong>We have something...I figure ...what do I figure...to pull this off I have to be able to walk away from you.</strong>" he says as simple holding hands just did things to him that made his spine tingle.<br><br>"I am pretty sure you really would have preferred the first option." she either liked flirting with him or maybe making him blush. That brought images to his mind he could not unsee. "<strong>We need to talk after this.</strong>" he said as Jason was heading off to hail a cab. Jason was like the best wing man ever. "Have you ever seen me fly? It's not like you and Jason or Supergirl or whoever. I use the kinetic energy in my belt to push me away from the ground. In some respects, I go up and forward without ever needing to lean into the wind as the energy comes from my hands and feet." With that, she tugged him a bit away from the house. He shook his head. "<strong>No..not really. Batman gave Brion a file on everyone to read listing their abilities and threat levels.</strong>" he answered. Batman had no pictures though, just everyone's superhero icon or logo.<br><br>"So, stand behind me and wrap your arms around my waist." The what in the what now? This was dangerous territory. Being close enough to fly together was one thing. He thought she would like make some kind of force-field platform for him. Having her pressed up against him was completely unprof...<em>Damn she feels good right where she is.</em> His mind stopped trying to protest their proximity the moment her body molded to his. The definitely needed to go for coffee or maybe even dinner. He felt his arms go around her and hug her close. <br><br>They reached the docks a lot faster than he would have liked. "I am sure Jason will be along momentarily. Walk with me?" Ronnie nodded to that? What was he going to do not walk with her? She turned wide, dark eyes up to meet with his gaze even as she twined their fingers together once more. "And when ya kiss me, kiss me like you never kissed anyone in your life!!" Then she tugged at him and got them moving.<br><br>He nodded looking at her lips. "<strong>Right, make it count.</strong>" he agrees.&nbsp; <strong>&lt;&lt;Group: We are not alone!&gt;&gt;</strong> He was almost leaning in to her but Icon's voice snapped him out of that. "I don't see anyone, do you," she queried in a whisper. Ronnie glanced around, hmm...things were way easier with nuclear vision...but then again, he had flames for hair then so. "<strong>No. I don't see anyone either.</strong>" he confirmed.<br><br>"<strong>God, this is gonna go badly if Icon is sending out alerts!</strong>" Ronnie shakes his head. "<strong>Icon is up there with Zod, Manhunter and Wonder Woman. I'm sure he'll handle it, just giving us a heads up as to why he may be late to the party.</strong>" <br><br>He kept walking holding her hand. It was nice, they had a similar gait and her hand fit perfectly with his. He saw some sailors, then a few more. Seemed to be the place. Time to spring into action. "<strong>One more thing.</strong>" he said to her pulling her so she turned into him and they faced each other in kissing distance. She told him to kiss her like he's never kissed anyone before. In his brain was some deep movie kiss all over the top and passionate. When he looked in her eyes though it just sort of came out differently. It started softly but without hesitation. His arms drew her in wanting to be closer as the kiss deepened. He's not sure when his tongue split her lips and found its way into her mouth but he'd never kissed anyone like that before. <br><br>He's pretty sure the only reason he stopped was because breathing was also a good thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 05:11:09</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:30<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> On My Planet It Means 'Doom'<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Geo-Force, Static, Huntress<br><br><hr><br>Zod flew along after everyone, and the guards were dealt with without his help. It was refreshing that everyone accepted that separating was not a valid course of action. Re-evaluating their tactics in the face of new information was a good sign. They approached the computer room and Zod pursed his lips. Eiling was in there, in a body that possessed most of the same physical capabilities of a Kryptonian, but was free from all weakness. It did not evoke in Zod the pale facsimile of fear that he was still capable of - a chemical response that had not entirely been bred out of his line. It provoked a different response in the hulking Kryptonian. His heart rate and respiration increased and he felt an eagerness. His body was ready for the thing that Kryptonian selective breeding and genetic science had crafted him to do: fight. <br><br><strong>"Give me thirty seconds, then engage as appropriate."</strong> Zod told the members of his team. Then he . . . simply was not there. He moved faster than their senses could perceive, and he burst through the doors into the room containing the supercomputer.<br><br>The room was very large. Despite the trend towards miniaturization, the supercomputer still took a vast amount of space - a testament to the computational power at work. There were thirty guards in the room, armed with carbines. There were forty scientists and computer technicians stationed around the room, either interfacing directly with the supercomputer or at adjoining workstations.<br><br>Captain Nazi was suspended in recessed containment unit atop the supercomputer. It looked like some sort of garish, dieselpunk iron maiden - six tubes led out from either side of the device, red with the Captain's blood, and his face was visible through a view panel of some space age, reinforced translucent material. The Captain's face was contorted into a rictus of agony, but the device that encased him was sound proof - his super-powered screams did not escape to cause his tormentors the slightest discomfort or distraction. <br><br>Eiling stood beside a group of scientists who were briefing the Air Force General, showing him charts displaying biochemistry and chemical structures for parts of Formula X isolated from the Captain's blood.<br><br>At least, they were, for a moment.<br><br>And then Zod made impact with Eiling, and the Kryptonian exerted such force that all of the humans in the room were knocked to the ground. Those unfortunate enough to be near Eiling were thrown to the very walls of the room, where they struck and then fell to the ground in unconscious heaps. Unsecured papers flew about the room, propelled as if a bomb had gone off.<br><br>Eiling was forced from his feet and he and Zod hit the opposing wall, and went through it. The facility was sufficiently reinforced that there was only modest trembling from the cataclysmic force. Eiling landed on his back, and Zod stomped down on Eiling's face at inhuman speed and with inhuman force, capitalizing on Eiling's lack of the former to deliver the latter. It only bought Zod so much, though, and Eiling eventually recovered his senses enough to grab a foot as it was coming down, stop it, and use it to swing Zod around like a rag doll. Zod was slammed to the floor to Eiling's left, and then to Eiling's right, each time with a sound like thunder and a shock and reverberation throughout the facility dampened somewhat by its reinforcement. <br><br>Zod grit his teeth and was pushing himself up when Eiling rolled and drove an elbow into his back extreme prejudice, smashing the Kryptonian back into the ground. One of the general's huge hands grasped Zod's head and smashed it into the floor. It took three slams before the floor gave out and Zod was left staring into what lay in the room directly beneath without needing the recourse of his X-Ray Vision. <br><br>Eiling chuckled to himself. "You walked out on Waller for this?" The general scoffed. "You went from eating prime rib for free to paying for hot dogs, kid." Eiling looked over his shoulder. "Bet you're wearing that stupid 'on my planet it means hope' 'S' now, aren't y-ARGH!" Eiling had risen to his feet, bringing Zod with him by the head and had turned the alien to face him and gloat. But all that earned Eiling was a face full of heat vision, to the fullest extent that Zod could deliver it. Eilings face burned and the flesh sloughed away from the bone. <br><br><strong>"On my planet this means 'doom.'"</strong> Zod uttered as Eiling reeled, releasing him. Zod's finger pointed to the Crest of the House of Zod. <strong>"I am not a weakling of El."</strong><br><br>"Yeah, well . . ." Eiling said, holding his burnt face with one hand. "All you little green men look alike to me!" And he swung a back-handed blow that Zod ducked under, only for Eiling to follow-up with a kick that struck Zod full-on with everything Eiling had. This time Zod went through a wall, and Eiling was right on top of the Kryptonian when the latter landed. Eiling went into a mount on the downed Kryptonian and began to rain down devastating lefts and rights, hitting hard enough that it cracked Zod's armour, sent the pair of them to the next level below, and broke Zod's left orbital bone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 05:34:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POST</span></strong></div><br>"Augh! Motherfucker!" King Shark shouted underwater as Icon's pointed energy cone pierced his eye, filling the salt water around them with blood. King Shark's blood. The demi-shark creature grabbed Icon's wrist and pulled the offending fist away, and King Shark shook his head a few times. <br><br>"Heh. No biggy, though. It'll grow back." King Shark leered at Icon, and then began to swim around in a circle. He accumulated a lot of speed before he sent Icon hurtling towards the hull of one of the shipping freighters. Icon hit hard enough to punch an Icon-sized hole in one side of the hull, go through the ship's interior, and then punch a hole on the other side. <br><br>"Uh, shit." King Shark said. "Did not think that one through. Was that one of ours? Nah. Nah, it's good. It's good." King Shark assured himself before swimming after Icon. He met the black metahuman and went in for a bite the missed, and then threw a few quick jabs to keep Icon off-balance. Despite the ludicrous nature of a being that was an anthropomorphized shark with a lackadaisical attitude, those punches were no joke. King Shark was punching in Icon's weight class, potential sushi or not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 07:06:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beneath the Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Underwater &lt;&lt;This is my character speaking, this by no means, meant to be offensive.&gt;&gt;&nbsp; Smack down by a shark...really?&nbsp; Is that how much my life sucks...Even Ronnie got to kiss da girl?!?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members - Group 2 --<br><hr> <br>“Oooodammmmnn.” He was not used to talking underwater. He blasted at King shark as it swam around him. He was far too pissed the other two were on land too busy sucking face to realize he was in trouble! The fact that he said anything at all was a bad thing and he couldn’t activate his comm to turn it off, so he heard it all damn his hearing!! He growled as put his hands in front of him to block, only to get knocked through a damned ship. Now he was on the surface enough to take in air. <br>&nbsp;<br>“Prick!” When he tried to bite him that was when Icon lost it…he didn’t even know if the creature could pierce his skin, the only thing going through his mind was <em>'germs, infection….Raquel and Ronnie too busy kissing to give him a damned hand.'</em><br>&nbsp;<br>They wouldn’t give him one then fine, he didn’t need them! He was back in the water with King Shark. It was Dakota all over again and he had to do this shit all by himself. He knew that was a dollar in the swear jar. It didn’t matter he was going to fill the thing up when he went home to visit.<br>&nbsp;<br>He moved to block the jabs using his speed and strength in conjunction. His fist glowed with the extra energy surrounding them he attacked King Shark with focused fear-induced blows to knock him out of the water. He was a shark so the water was his element,<em> ‘take him out of the damned water.’ (2 dollars)</em> He could only hope the big assed <em>(3 dollars)</em> beast couldn’t fly. He already knew one ship was sinking already, there was probably no saving that so he was going to get blamed for that as well. But he swung on the giant shark-man for the attack, he even moved to hit him with knees and elbows. <br>&nbsp;<br>He attacked him as if he were Superman! Every bit of anger and aggression that was in him for the Man of Steel ignoring his people and his city he took out on the shark man. He didn’t have to hold back…He DIDN’T!! But his main focus was to get his punk ass out of the water <em>(4 dollars)</em>. He didn’t need a team…then damn it he would do this without them!!<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Once he surfaced he was going to really go all out, if he could he was going to drop him off in space. He didn’t care right now…he cared about none of this idiotic crap!<em> 'This punk bitch told him to suck his dick and to try to take a bite out of him, nasty ass bastard!!!'</em> <em><span class="bbc_u">(….don’t give a damn no more $1k check coming up!)</span></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 20:19:30</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Nx4ebTG_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:45PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> In the Belly of the Beast<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> We are going to diiiiiiiiiiie!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, GeoForce, and Static.<br><hr><em>”I think I still got it,"</em> Static stood near her as she disengaged her bo staff and twirled it between her thumb and forefinger. Helena replaced it back onto her belt with a sly grin towards her comrade.<em> "I'm not as good as you though.”</em><br><br>Helena winked at him while clicking him under the chin with her knuckles lightly. “Maybe I’ll show you a thing or two sometime-“<br><br><em><strong>“Looking good there Static...and yeah, no one here has moves like Huntress." </strong></em>Brion interrupted her coy teasing with his compliment.<em><strong>&nbsp; "Come on, let's fly to the computer so Static can do his thing."</strong></em><br><br>“We’ve got th-<em>ah</em>...!” Brion suddenly scooped her up into his arms like a child and flew them down the hallway. She frowned at him and stiffened in his arms. “Excuse me.....excuse me.” She whispered harshly against his chest. Was he picking her up because he assumed she was weaker? Or because she was a woman!? Helena huffed internally, ignoring the very real fact that Brion wasn’t like that....and she literally was the -only- one who couldn’t fly in the group. But that didn’t matter! She was capable of walking on her own! And she was slightly embarrassed he carried her in such a way. <em>“Excuuuuuuse me.”</em> She made a fist but then jutted out her thumb, index, and middle finger straight out like a finger gun and positioned the “barrel” of her fingers under his chin like an actual weapon. “You need to put me down, Sir. Now.”<br><br>They reached the doors and when Brion set her down, Zod gave them instructions to which she nodded. Helena brushed herself off before turning to Brion after the Kryptonian disappeared with his extreme speed. She narrowed those amethyst pupils towards her “boyfriend”. “And we will need to speak of boundaries. I’ll let you know when I want you to carry me....” Screams and <div class="floatright">(http://giphygifs.s3.amazonaws.com/media/MqbZjCY1ghSAo/giphy.gif)</div>shouts echoed in the laboratory behind her as she grabbed his chin and anchored his eyes to hers.<em> “Got it?”</em> At his answer, Helena raised up to kiss him boldly, a deep but quick interchange before turning and running into the computer lab behind Zod. <br><br>Right into the fray! The Huntress truly did move like a dancer. She blocked an oncoming punch with her left forearm before jabbing forward and knocking the assailant backwards. With a burst of speed, the Huntress ran and launched herself upward to go double boots-to-chest on a scientist who was kicked backward, knocking down two others. A guard jumped on her from behind when she landed, an action that prompted her to bend forward and flip him over her head to land on the floor on his back. One quick punch to the forehead and the back of his skull struck the floor and he was out cold. The woman kicked, spun, elbowed, twirled, grappled around a fleeing guy’s neck with a rope to yank him back to strike him, and fought, all while her dark hair swam around her perfectly in place. <br><br>“Would you get a move on, please!?” She yelled back at Static, finally drilling a path towards the computer to allow him to work. Once he was in place, Helena remained by his side and fought off the swarm that came towards them. But when she was busy fighting two off, a third came behind her to twist a cord around the front of her neck. Helena reached up to try and yank it from around her choking throat, but it had already begun to cut her flesh and the metallic string was slippery with her own blood coating it. She bucked back to no avail, gagging. With shaking hands, the woman quickly reached to her belt, grabbed a blade, and thrust it back into the meat of her attacker’s thigh. His scream rang her ear, hold naturally loosening and she head butted the back of her skull against his nose, a nice satisfying crunch being heard before she finally reached for her main weapon: the crossbow. <br><br>Pulling it out, she aimed it towards him and fired, the bolt Firestorm made for her flying with significant speed before sinking into his bicep and about two inches into the wall behind him. He screamed, pinned to the wall by his arm as she turned and fired a second bolt instinctively. It soared through one....two....three sets of chests before landing in the fourth man and final man. And when all of them fell down, Helena took a surprised step back, admiring the Promethium weapons closely as she had not expected their strength. “Holy <em>shit....”</em><br><br>Her pause ended when Zod and the hairy motherfucker known as Eiling fell through the floor. And with wide eyes, Helena raced towards the edge as she watched Zod get pummeled that would have utterly destroyed a lesser man. “Zod!!” She screamed as the two beasts fought. Her gloves hands gripped the edges powerfully as she gritted her teeth, mind ablaze with how the hell she could help. She turned towards Brion from over her shoulder. “You need to help him!” She thrust a finger towards the immense hole in the ground where Zod and Eiling had disappeared in mere seconds before. <em>“Now!!”</em><br><br>A rage filled her as she stood slowly....turned...and began firing indiscriminately into the remaining ones in the lab. Crossbows in both hands now, she lifted-fired. Lifted- fired. Again and again, shooting men and women, guards and scientists down like prey. In Helena’s lost eyes they were enemies, cruel, despicable animals that were to be treated as such. They guarded themselves with the Shaggy Man who was fucking up one of her teammates, so the Huntress wasn’t leaving until she was covered in blood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 19:53:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Off to save the day<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Helena, Zod, Virgil <br><hr><br>He should have gotten a clue when she stiffened in his arms. He was a little to intent on dealing with the threats at hand and missed it. "Excuuuuuuse me.” She made a fist but then jutted out her thumb, index, and middle finger straight out like a finger gun and positioned the “barrel” of her fingers under his chin like an actual weapon. “You need to put me down, Sir. Now.” <br><br>Well that caught him up short. Brion may have idealized the knight of the round table but Helena was not a damsel. He put her down when they got to doors since they were almost there.“And we will need to speak of boundaries. I’ll let you know when I want you to carry me....” she said as Zod took off at super speed causing screams and panic in the room he entered.&nbsp; “Got it?”<br><br>"<strong>My apologies. I should have asked instead of taking liberties with you that way. I promise I'll always ask or wait for your signal that it is ok.</strong>" he agreed feeling his misstep was going to sour their date and just bad that he took her agency away like that. <br><br>Then she kissed him passionately and while Zod was squaring off with Shaggy Man he held Helena close and got lost in the adrenaline and passion for a second or two. And then she was gone. He had no doubt that she could take them all on but he didn't want one of them pressing some stupid button that release some stupid kraken or something else 'just in case' they had planed for. He made a sweeping gesture to a few of the scientists furthest from them and the debris that Zod and Eiling created formed itself around them keeping them together and in place.<br><br>He was about to do a few more like that freeing Static and Huntress up when Eiling took Zod through the floor. Brilliant just bloody brilliant. "You need to help him! Now.” Brion already in the air, jumping into the breach. He turned to look at Huntress and Static as he went down making sure Nazi wasn't about to break free and mess them up, then he was gone. <br><br>"<strong>You know Eiling, you're not a patriot. You're just a speciest dick.</strong>" Brion told him as he used his gravitational powers to make it hard for Eiling to move. He'd have to struggle with twenty times Earth's gravity giving Zod a chance to strike back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>28-09-2019, 04:11:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://vh1.mtvnimages.com/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:vh1.com/news/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/Screen-Shot-2018-03-29-at-11.02.58-AM-1522336832.png?quality=0.85&amp;format=jpg&amp;width=480)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM or thereabouts<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Docks<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A kiss. | What about Icon? | What fresh Hell is this?<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon | Firestorm <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> "We need to talk after this."</span><br><br>Raquel was not sure if that was a death knell, a promise or a threat. In fact, the very ponderousness of the choice followed her for the entire short trip to the dock. Even as she flirted and tugged, that sentence played over and over again. Hell, had she gone too far? Was he not interested? Should she--<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"One more thing."</span><br><br>But that thought was cut off once his lips met hers. The softness of it. the way their mouths melded and conformed to one another? It was perfect. As her tongue swept over his bottom lip, his own was already in motion, a dance, a symphony of breath and sweetness. By the time the kiss ended, she was breathless and wide eyed. Maybe it hadn't been too much??<br><br>One small hand rose to bat at him even as she allowed her face to fall into a perfect pout. With a slightly elevated tone, she announced, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Kissing me isn't gonna change anything! This is all bullshit! She called your damned phone!!"</span> Dark eyes darted toward the sailors she could see even as she began to seriously worry about Icon.<br><br>With a slight hitch to her breathing, she practically whispered into the comm, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Okay, Icon, you are beginning to freak me out. Say something please! Don't make me come in there. My belt ain't gonna help a damn thing!!"</span><br><br>Again, she pushed at the handsome male just before her, small hand flat against his chest. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Don't just fuckin' stand there, you ass! Say something!! God, you act like it was me doin' some foul shit. Nope, that was all you! Look at me! You think someone wouldn't give their right arm for all of this?"</span><br><br>She grew quiet in an attempt to let him say something in return and moment by moment, her worry grew. Where was Icon!!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>28-09-2019, 21:07:11</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Santa Catarina, Brazil | Geo-Thermal Base/Computer Room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Black Hatting, Saving people on the side<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Computer Team</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> He turned to Geo-Force when the other hero commented on Huntress' skills. "Yeah. I'm glad I don't. I don't think I'd like my bones moving that way;" then he turned back to Helena with a grin. "You do Hot Yoga or somethin'? Cuz that one move looked painful. And you can show me whatever you want. Just not that twisty thing at the end, there." When they got close to the servers, Zod asked for thirty seconds before they should follow him. Static didn't even get to say, "Gee, thirty whole seconds," out loud before the massive Kryptonian had sped away.<br><br>&nbsp;"I love my powers...but just for one day I wanna know what it feels like to be a God, ya know? Just like, pick up all the good houses in my old hood and fly them somewhere better. Or punch the Earth to stop a volcano." He shook his head, getting rid of those thoughts so he could focus on the mission, and the countdown to 1 so they could enter. Almost at the thirty second mark, a loud, but muffled BOOM shook the facility. "That's a signal if I ever heard one. Let's go do whatever the Kryptonian can't handle," he said jokingly as he flew into the room, crouched on his saucer, zapping people left and right to get them out of his way as he made a beeline for the computers. <br><br>One unfortunate guard tried to tackle him, only for Static to barrel roll so he was completely upside down as the guy tackled thin air. Virgil caught him with a tendril of lightning and slammed his skull into a table hard enough to shatter the wood, so he was asleep for a while at least. Between himself and Huntress, the path to the computers opened up rapidly. He saw Nazi on his way, and as much as it pained him to say it, he looked over his shoulder to Geo-Force. "Free Nazi if you can. Best case scenario, we get a temporary team-up. Worst case...we're the guys who just saved his ass, and the big ugly fucker who put him in there is beating up his buddy from Bludhaven."<br><br>&nbsp;He turned to Huntress as she fussed at him to hurry up. "I am working on it. Gimme a second. You just keep beatin' people up. I got this." Wasting no time, he cracked his fingers and pulled out a thumb drive that he jammed into the USB port. Once his homemade malware started to infect the system, he took control and started to alter code. Even for someone as smart as him, in a hectic situation like this, he had to focus almost primarily on the computer in front of him, so for a bit Huntress had to hold her own. And she held it down. Taking down two guys, getting garroted by the third before taking him down too. And then she shot...four whole people with a single crossbow bolt. <br><br>His fingers were a blur as he worked, only to stop when Zod got his face followed by the rest of him beat right down into the floor below them. She told Geo-Force to help, and she was right. Zod needed the assist right now. He could get Nazi out on his own. "She's right! Melt that brown bastard into goop!" He sighed, and then looked up at Nazi, charging his hand with electricity until it was so bright you couldn't look directly at it. <br><br>"Aw man...I hope I don't regret this," he grimaced as he shot the ball lightning at the device holding Nazi, knowing it would short out and release him. He just hoped "enemy of my enemy" applied here, and that a guy going by Captain Nazi at least understood warfare and smart tactics. At the very least, he hoped he would just run the fuck off to nurse his wounds. Anything that didn't involve attacking the team was aces in Static's book.<br><br>&nbsp;Turning back to the computer, he started to make real progress just as Huntress turned the dial all the way up to 11 and started going beast mode. Reacting with the reflexes honed from years of training on top of being supercharged by lightning, Virgil reached his arm out and started grabbing individual bolts with his magnetism abilities. Only the ones aimed for scientists and civilian workers in the room. "Huntress! Takin' out the bad guys is one thing. But we didn't sign up to be a kill squad. We don't <em>murder</em> non-combatants in cold blood, even if they are human garbage and deserve it." <br><br>He grew up in the poorest part of the worst city in the United States for several years running. Static was no stranger to death. He'd seen his first drive-by at four, and saw his first up close murder not even a month later. But he wasn't the type to watch people who couldn't even fight get slaughtered like cattle. That was dipping a toe in water he didn't want to touch. He still held the bolts that had been fired at the scientists and whatnot, then launched one clean through one of the remaining soldiers. <br><br>"Guards know what they signed up for, though. Go nuts," he said before sending her bolts back to her for re-use. She could fuss at him later if she wanted, but he'd be the heart of this team if he had to and take whatever she wanted to do or say head-on when the mission was done. For the moment, he lowered his head and went back to hacking the shit out of their systems. "I'll be done in a few minutes."<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>29-09-2019, 00:27:19</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VnuN8zY.jpg?1)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 21:30<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beautiful Santa Catarina, Brazil<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Geo-Force, Static, Huntress<br><br><hr><br>Scientists ran for cover, ducking and trying to put anything at all between themselves and the Huntress's five feet and ten inches of Italian rage. Given that her bolts were now made of promethium, it was in vain. Static's timely intervention prevented the scientists and non-combatants from being super-perforated, although it did not save them from injuries inflicted through their own actions - more than one scientist banged themselves on something as they fearfully tried to get out of the line of fire. Many were incapable of even that, concussed and still shaken from the initial impact of Zod and Eiling. Those with the sense and ability fled the room, and a small subset of those tried to help those who could not help themselves. The better part of the guards tried and failed to engage Static and Huntress, being dealt with by the seasoned heroes. Others turned their efforts to saving the brains of the operation, although that did not spare them the Huntress's wroth. However, those guards carrying away scientists and civilians who came under fire did not let the injuries they sustained stop their efforts to try and carry the injured non-combatants to safety: one guard had a bolt punch through his femur, forcing him to resort to dragging himself along the floor with an injured non-combatant on his back. <br><br>Eiling chuckled, and one of his fists went down onto Zod's face not just with the nigh-omnipotent strength of the Shaggy Man body and twenty times the gravity of Earth. It was not that much of a struggle for the Shaggy Man body to stand, and Eiling did. "Big talk, eurotrash." Eiling fired back, and raised one foot to stomp down onto Zod's chest. That stomp sent the Kryptonian through the floor, and the floors of four levels below that before landing in a heap. "Awfully brazen for a silverspoon brat like you to get in my face. You should be down on your knees thanking <em>God</em> there's men like me around. The only reason your beloved Markovia didn't end up part of the Iron Curtain and a post-Soviet slum like Vlatava is men like me."<br><br>The lumbering body of the Shaggy Man was turned towards Geo-Force, and the Markovian hero was treated to the sight of its face regenerating from being burned down to the bone. Eiling cocked a fist, but paused before throwing it when he saw that Static had freed Captain Nazi, seeing the blond super-villain falling briefly. <br><br>"God damn it." Eiling said under his breath, and then lurched forward, back-handing Geo-Force as he leapt back up to the level above and charged into the main room.<br><br>Captain Nazi landed on his hands and knees, breathing deeply and trying to adjust to being freed. He did not have much of a chance before Eiling closed and soccer kicked the Aryan super-villain in the ribs. "Stay down, you Nazi son of a bitch." Eiling said emphatically. Then he looked around the room, saw the decimated guards and Static hacking the computers. "Jesus Christ. Goddamn private sector." He murmured with displeasure under his breath and he grabbed a desk and hurled the thing Huntress's way, and then leapt towards Static.<br><br>Eiling was intercepted mid-flight by Zod, who was nothing more than thunderous sound and a blur of black to the members of his team. Eiling and Zod went up, through the roof overhead and beyond. The mountain shook as Zod propelled Eiling up five levels, the hard way. The floor beneath the feet of the gathered heroes shook, and the sound of fire alarms rung down to them. <br><br>In the main room, Captain Nazi stood on unsteady legs. He grasped his ribs and was hunched over. His blue eyes moved from Static, to Huntress, to Geo-Force, and back again. <br><br>There came an inhuman roar from overhead, and then Eiling's right arm landed with a heavy thud between Captain Nazi and the members of Young Justice. The arm twitched, and the end where it had been severed from the Shaggy Man body smoked and smouldered. <br><br>"So . . ." Captain Nazi began. "Are we to fight, or do you wish to thwart Eiling?" The Captain asked. "The data on those computers is largely useless. Destroy it. None of the men who have taken my blood will ever understand the truth of my powers. My strength does not come from a test tube; it is the triumph of <em>my</em> will. They have spent billions of dollars and countless hours and they achieve nothing more than thuggish brutes . . . which are, I grant, useful in their own limited way. All of this will never achieve anything greater than Eiling - a short-sighted bully boy with enough brawn to be dangerous but without the imagination or will to be more." Then the Captain glanced up, and shook his head weakly. "He gave up his human body, and for what? He cannot even defeat Le Petit Prince."<br><br>His eyes fell upon Huntress. "You are truly exquisite. I wish you had been born earlier." He chuckled weakly. "What will it be? Will you let me go, or end me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>29-09-2019, 05:17:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POST</span></strong></div><br>Icon took King Shark up into space. It was not pleasant for King Shark, but being part Shark God, it was not going to kill him. It was extremely uncomfortable, but King Shark was not worried. Someone would come get him, or his orbit would decay and he would fall back to Earth. <br><br>Back on the docks, there was a massive explosion that threw the sailors on them to the ground. The source of this explosion was a ship being scuttled with extreme prejudice. The ship in question was the Santa Maria IV - the skeleton crew within perished, and the contents of the ship was reduced to so much unidentifiable detritus. The ships docked nearby were damaged, and those members of their crew that were able began to fight fires that had sprung up on their decks, and getting their injured fellows to safety. <br><br>Emergency responders were contacted, but it would be time before they were fully mobilized. Fire-fighting tugs were scrambled, but some of those tugs had been damaged by the destruction of the Santa Maria IV. <br><br>Fire was on the scene very quickly, and she did not bother to contact the members of Young Justice near the docks. Instead, the Brazilian heroine flew below the fiery decks of the ship where the flames blazed brightest, and worked to free trapped sailors. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>30-09-2019, 05:37:49</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b3/69/a3/b369a3e25f6eceac6357b5b3f85ab469.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 10:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> In the Belly of the Beast<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> We almost diiiiiiiiiiied!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, GeoForce, and Static.<br><hr> Brion flew off to aid Zod, leaving her to her own mental breakdown on what was to be viewed as <em>right</em>, and what was to be viewed as <em>just</em>. In the end, it was Static who stopped her ignited rage this time as she watched her fired projectiles halt in mid-air before surging to the right and straight into the palm of magnetic being.<em> “Huntress!”</em> He cried over the cacophony of battle, and Helena jerked her head in his direction with a hiss through her teeth.<em> “Takin' out the bad guys is one thing. But we didn't sign up to be a kill squad. We don't murder non-combatants in cold blood, even if they are human garbage and deserve it." </em><br><br>Such logic to her was foolish! Just because these scientists carried no guns didn’t mean they were -innocent-. In fact, to her it was the other way around. Anyone can put in a bulletproof vest and be given a gun, told to stand at the door and wait. But it took real education, real intellect, real <em>sadistic fuckery</em> to be the ones who worked in the labs, who knew exactly what they were doing. Soldiers followed orders; scientists followed their hearts and dreams. With a cry, Helena reached for the nearest injured guard, gripped him by the front of his shirt, and spun around powerfully to gain momentum. Turning a hard 180 degrees, she then released him and sent him flying down the hole Eiling and Zod made into the floor. His screams grew fainter and fainter....before extinguishing completely. When she turned around, the bolts Static had stolen in the air were floating towards her, and with fury she ripped them from the air and began reloading her crossbow.<br><br><em>“Guards know what they signed up for, though. Go nuts.”</em> <br><br>“Do they?? Because any dipshit can be given a gun!” She fired back before lifting and shooting one in the back as he tried to run for the door. She aimed the crosshairs towards a woman behind a clipboard who stared at Helena with very wide brown eyes through her spectacles, before the scientist got the paused hint and ran from the laboratory. “Or are the brains, the very people guilty for this bullshit, are the ones you are letting go!?” She raced towards one of the few remaining soldiers and pummeled once, twice, three times with her hardened gloved knuckles, sending shards of teeth in sporadic directions before dropping the man to the floor. “Guards are easily replaceable with money. Scientists capable of this are much harder to come by. You can’t buy smarts, Static!” She yelled back at the man while continuing to battle the stragglers. <br><br>It was then she heard a <em>thunk</em>, and shooting the final guard through the throat, Helena turned just in time to see Shaggy backhand the shit out of Brion. In blinding speed and strength, it sent GeoForce hurtling back and landing him so hard against the wall it formed a dent in the metal casing. Helena was still in the mindset that Brion was human, her memory of him so simple, so pure, that without thinking she ran over to him as he fell to the ground. His body was limp, and rolling him onto his back, Helena cupped his cheeks and leaned over him. Her eyes were wide and very worried.<br><br>“No, no, no, no, come on. Open your eyes for me....” she stroked his cheekbones and shook his head gently as if her urgency was enough to heal him. “Come on, baby......<em>come on.</em>” It was then, suddenly, that Helena heard an immense grunt, and looking up she saw the massive desk in Eiling’s hands before he launched it in her direction. Turning end over end, the huge piece of solid furniture barreled for Helena and Brion, and pure emotional instinct kicked in. She didn’t run, she didn’t leave Brion. Instead she braced forward, bending over his skull and cupping it to her chest. She squinted her eyes closed and flexed to be crushed, waiting for impact.<br><br>It never came. Opening her eyes ever so slowly, the Huntress lifted her head to see Brion’s hand out towards it, his gravitational powers stopping it mid flight from crushing them both at the last second. It hovered in the air for a few moments before he released it to fall to the ground, and with a withered sigh, Helena dropped her gaze down to him as she was still crushing his face to her breasts protectively. It was a close brush to death, and her mouth dropped before she gave an awkward chuckle, patting his cheek to then release him from her hold. “Took you long enough...” she muttered sardonically, her unique way of saying ‘thank you’ as she stood to her feet, shaking off a bit of her nerves in doing so. A mighty crash yanked her back into the present as Zod intercepted Eiling and both men went flying high into the air. Huntress then lowered her gaze back to where Static stood, now next to a very weak looking Captain Nazi.<br><br>The sight of him made her sick.<br><br>Helena began to slowly walk towards the man, her cape flowing gently behind her and her violet eyes darkened behind her mask holes. She ignored Brion’s warning voice behind her as sauntered forward. An arm fell heavily to the floor in front of her, to which she merely stepped over it nonchalantly like the bad ass bitch she was. Her focus was on Captain Nazi, a man of pure wickedness. Why was he still alive? Fed on food in prison while better men and women than him were buried in the ground!? Besides, he had been broken out before...it could happen again.<br><br>They made eye contact then, and the asshole gave her a look she knew all too well.<em> “You are truly exquisite. I wish you had been born earlier."</em> Helena’s right corner of her lip twitched in a sneer. The Nazi spoke to them all but maintained his gaze on her.<em> "What will it be? Will you let me go, or end me?"</em><br><br>As her answer, Helena raised her crossbow and aimed the powerful bolt directly between his eyes. Her stance was unwavering, merciless. She was clearly going with Option B: Ending him. <br><br><em><strong>“Huntress.”</strong></em> Brion’s voice was hesitant behind her, but not for Captain Nazi’s sake— for her own. He was trying to save -her- soul, not <em>his</em>.<br><br>Helena’s index finger twitched on the trigger as she grit her teeth. Her nostrils flared as her forearm began to shake with rage. This was justice! Killing this monster! Ending it to never be repeated or revisited again! How many deaths had this man been responsible for, the Nazis as well. The stupid mindset was on the rise again all throughout the world, calling people towards mindless violence. Brion understood her struggle, for he too was from a European country that was a neighbor to that risk. And it pissed her off that someone like Static would be so willing to not only free the bastard but to try and align himself with him on the same side! Fuck these Americans and their pretentious, ‘free speech’, innocent-if-you-have-a-good-lawyer bullshit! Didn’t he know that with something so simple as his darker skin he would be the <em>first</em> to be condemned by such a wicked man!? Captain Nazi needed to die! Maybe it would teach the entire party a lesson...<br><br><em><strong>“Don’t.”</strong></em><br><br>That single word had Helena swallowing with difficulty as she maintained her vision with Captain Nazi even as she lowered her crossbow. There was a moment’s pause as it seemed she had been talked out of such an impulsive action. And then she pulled the trigger.....<br><br>....firing a promethium missile straight into the Captain’s left kneecap.<br><br>When he reacted from the pain, she raised the crossbow again towards his keening maw and hissed her next words: “Betray us, or try to escape, and I swear to every God in existence I will hunt you down and shoot every last one of these bows down your esophagus so hard it will <em>literally</em> redefine the word ‘deepthroat’, do you understand? And <em>you</em>.” She didn’t wait for confirmation from Captain Nazi but turned towards Brion with that last change of subject. “What the hell are you waiting for? A personal invitation to end this? Why isn’t Shaggy Douche shot into space by now? Or under a blanket of molten lava? I’m confused, thought you held the power of the planet, or something....”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>02-10-2019, 21:24:36</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://firestormfan.com/images/firestorm_logo_13.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fanficchannel/images/e/ed/RobbieAmell.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/280?cb=20150103035931)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Firestorm||Ronnie/Jason (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029428#msg15029428)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beatriz da Costa’s living room--&gt;Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Leaving Fire's place and heading to the docks with Rocket<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon||Rocket<br><hr><br>Damn he could easily get lost in the sensations of holding her close and feeling her tongue entangled with his. Was it strange that he lost track of the sailor's just staring at them and mentally worked out that they were their bodies fit perfectly together in a hug. It was crazy extraneous information. He should be thinking of their next steps, like what he was supposed to be doing or contacting Jason...what was taking Icon so long?<br><br>Raquel was a little wide eyed and breathless. Maybe he'd gone too far? Her hand pushed him away&nbsp; "Kissing me isn't gonna change anything! This is all bullshit! She called your damned phone!!" After that emotional kiss his shock was genuine. It took him a moment to process that she was continuing in character.<br><br>She left her hand on his chest, he was pretty sure she could feel his heart thudding against his rib cage.&nbsp; "Don't just fuckin' stand there, you ass! Say something!! God, you act like it was me doin' some foul shit. Nope, that was all you! Look at me! You think someone wouldn't give their right arm for all of this?"<br><br>He needed to think of something. There had to be a tv show he could reference. He'd never cheated on a girl before, he had no personal reference point for how a guy would try to evade or handle this. Wait...plenty of the basketball players on his team did this shit in high school. "<strong>Just listen to yourself. A girl called me and you are losing your mind? I'm here, with you. Walking...talking and you see someone called me. So what? It doesn't mean anything. She looked up my number...</strong>" <br><br>It occurs to him that when one is fighting they should frown or scowl. He had to work on that with Raquel because the last thing he wanted to do was scowl at her so he goes for a frown. "<strong>...you know what forget it. You're talking crazy now and you're making me angry.</strong>" He made a show of making a fist then 'noticing' the other guys around them. "<strong>I think you need to calm down and so do I. Get home on your own.</strong>" he says then steps back from her going in the direction they came from. Never tell a woman to calm down, it was like asking her to go nuclear. But if he supposed to be a jerk, he felt he needed to add as much authenticity as he could to the role.<br><br>When he turns a corner he taps his ear bud. (https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png) "<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Icon how many divers are you dealing with? Jason you find anything?</strong></span><br><br>Jason replied back first. (https://cdn4.iconfinder.com/data/icons/diagnosis-part-1/100/hearing_aid-512.png) "<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>I got nothing, just watching the ship. Sailors going off and on. Nothing weird.</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>03-10-2019, 05:55:06</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4b/Icon_Ganna2.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/13/47/77/13477762eeb0c0fca3e1d48cb73e0a95.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Augustus Freeman IV||Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg15031779)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beneath the Docks<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Set him adrift.&nbsp; Nightmares in the making!!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission Two Members - Group 2 --<br><hr> <br>Gus heard their conversation play over and over in his mind, he knew he didn't have a friggin leg to stand on. Ronnie made his play and she took it. No, harm no foul right?!? He would come to accept his lack of boldness and charm for what it was...weakness, cowardice, nice guys finished last was true. Maybe next time he would act more like octopus boy. Yet, he let that go, right now as he was fighting for his life as he attacked the shark man who wanted to infect him and/or bend him over like Gus was his plaything. That wasn't going to happen if he had anything to say about it. He hadn't thought of killing anyone before now, not even Holocaust that threatened to burn up most of Dakota City. But it was a shark man taking his anal virginity or killing him...then Shark man had to go!! 'That shit wasn't happening.' He could only hope the creature couldn't breathe in space cause that is where he was taking him and set him adrift.<br><br>He didn’t let King Shark get close to him again, not let him touch him, nothing! He just saw nothing other than getting him out of the water and way away from him. He let his blast fly at full power. He was punching at the King and wasn’t doing anything to damage him. Only keep him at bay. With each blast, it only served to singe the area, but when he moved closer he blasted him away. He continued to bobble him much like a balloon or hacky sack. He heard Raquel first, he said nothing as he was focused on not freaking out. He wasn’t sure what it was but it wasn’t as important as keeping an eye on King Shark and making sure the man-creature didn’t touch him. Then as they drifted towards the stratosphere, he heard Ronnie but still said nothing. He needed to do this and calm down first. A shiver ran up his spine at what nearly happened, what might have happened?<br><br>He was in the upper atmosphere when his breathing became shallow as he started to hold his breath. When he hit him once more and caught up to him he was just floating there. Even with as much energy and force he had hit King Shark with his skin seemed to heal just as quickly. When he moved away he noticed the creature was seat adrift. He looked back once more as the creature winked at him. He shivered with a thought of the man looking at him like he was still on the menu. He did nothing more than take off back to where he had come from, where the others were.<br><br>The sky popped around him as he entered the lower atmosphere as he was covered in flames. He knew that he still had to move the ship that King Shark had knocked him through. He wasn’t able to get any other information but apparently, some of the ingredients were rendered inert after him being knocked through the ship and the chemicals being waterlogged. He moved the ship out of the water. Once he moved to put out what fires he could. He spoke into the comms. <br><br>&lt;&lt;Group: Is everyone ok?&gt;&gt; He finally landed on the docks. He was glad his mask was in place but he continued to shiver with the thoughts of being touched by King Shark going through his mind. He had nothing else to focus on, even Raquel and Ronnie didn’t catch his attention save to make sure they were ok. If nothing else they were still his teammates. Despite the thoughts of them going through his mind as well.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 21:27:32</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190903/407e145040479a5f46ddf008d2d333a2.png) (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://vh1.mtvnimages.com/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:vh1.com/news/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/Screen-Shot-2018-03-29-at-11.02.58-AM-1522336832.png?quality=0.85&amp;format=jpg&amp;width=480)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Check the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 8/23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9 PM or thereabouts<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Docks<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> What fresh Hell is this? | Oh there He is. | Someone put out the fire!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Beast Mode (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1m3BcAX5HI4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Icon | Firestorm <br><strong>Notes:</strong> Font Made Here (https://fontmeme.com/comic-fonts/)<br><br><hr><br>Finally, Ronnie got it and continued the game. <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Just listen to yourself. A girl called me and you are losing your mind? I'm here, with you. Walking...talking and you see someone called me. So what? It doesn't mean anything. She looked up my number..."</span><br><br>Rocket forced herself to huff a sigh, even as she dropped her hand and her gaze. This was fuckin' weird! She did not want to fight with the handsome young man! <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'I will do this for the good of the mission!!'</em></span> The idea made her want to giggle, yet she held out on that impulse and allowed her dark eyes to skate past him, watching as a few sailors turned their attention to the arguing "couple".<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"...you know what forget it. You're talking crazy now and you're making me angry. I think you need to calm down and so do I. Get home on your own."</span><br><br>She had just dredged up a decent response when shit went to hell in a hand cart with an explosion that sent her tumbling toward the ground. Only a few seconds later, Icon's voice filtered through the comm. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&lt;&lt;Is everyone ok?&gt;&gt;</span> Rocket answered in the affirmative before pushing herself upward. Moments later she noticed that shit was on FIRE!<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'What in the hell happened??'</em></span> With a small click of her tongue, she reached out to both sides of Firestorm: <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&lt;&lt;Ronnie? Jason ?? Multiple fires, Icon is fine but a ship has been removed from the water with him nowhere in sight. Fire is also on scene, trying to rescue trapped sailors. Maybe y'all should get your cute tushes to the docks? We got some people to save!!&gt;&gt;</span><br><br>With no thought, Rocket sprinted toward the nearest ship and hustled aboard. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Y'all need to get gone before this whole thing blows!"</span> She turned to stare at the flames which were flickering wildly, feeding upon the oxygen in the air. There was no way to put them completely out, not enough extinguishers on board. Getting people away was the safest course of action to minimize further loss of life.<br><br>Turning, she jumped slightly and allowed her belt to waft her to the next ship. Two people were trapped in a lower deck, their screams slicing through her head as the fires drew closer.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Huddle together, you two. Ima get you out."</span> Raquel settled on the deck and then ran toward the hole leading down. With barely a pause, she jumped, just missing the rising flames. Again her fingers sought her belt and slim fingers tapped it. Suddenly all three were rising as she extended her shield to draw them in and then pushed herself upward, using the kinetic energy she had stored. With a sigh, she placed the men on the deck. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Get gone!"</span><br><br>She did not think about Ronnie or Gus...she only moved, her mind trying to come up with the best way to handle the fires and the probable loss of life. Let the guys figure shit out on their own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>06-10-2019, 23:27:47</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/GeoForce.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/4/4a/Geo-Force_0022.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20141031015934)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Brion Markov||Geoforce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029427#msg15029427)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 10:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> In the Belly of the Beast<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Off to save the day<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Helena, Zod, Virgil <br><hr><br>When was being called a racist 'big talk'? And Eurotrash?...of course, anyone not as American as he was would be considered less. That was the problem with someone who was both a racist and a fascist, there were always tiers of people's worth--and often, most others who weren't like them barely qualified as people.<br><br>Brion wasn't used to facing someone who could fight the Justice League alone. Even supplementing Zod's ability by trying to slow Eiling down wasn't cutting it. This is why he needed to keep practicing. "<strong>You're no better than the Soviets or Hitler, Eiling. You're just another right-wing nut job convinced that you're the 'ultimate patriot'. You can't even come up with your own ideas. You have to mimic Hitler here and make American Nazi super-solders in an equally inhumane way. You're just a replacement copycat tyrant.</strong>"<br><br>The backhand broke his jaw so he couldn't speak and if he didn't tuck into it would have probably snapped his neck. He was dazed after smashing into the wall. Why did he feel like he was showering. Right...warm blood and all that. Couldn't move his legs and breathing was hard. Broken ribs added to the list, pins and needles in the legs--good his spine was just bruised not severed. Always have to look at the bright side of life.<br><br>Helena's hair, why could he smell that so clearly. Then her voice. Oh? eyes closed. Opening them took some kind of supreme effort, like waking up early on a Sunday for no good reason. Was that a table Eiling was throwing at them. What a dick. Elena you should leave, dying sucks. Shit, eyes working, not voice. No one was going to kill his Helena, he was still breathing so he would do something about it.<br><br>“Took you long enough...” she said with her own special sense of humour. "<strong>...I'm a ...late bloomer...took three years to.. ask you out..</strong>" There, he could joke too. He was beginning to feel better as the Earth healed him. Ribs upgraded to cracked and bruised making breathing easier.<br><br>And suddenly she was up and moving. The ground was nice and soft. Just a few more seconds and he'd be back into it with that fuck Eiling. Slowly pushing himself up to standing he remembered he could fly but hey, he was a prince and needed to regain his dignity in doses. Shaking the blood from his eyes he saw Helena aiming her crossbow at Nazi's head. <br><br>He understood the sentiment. The world would be a better place without him in it. Markovia suffered at the hands of Hitler and his party far more than anyone in North America. Their homes were bombed and their people trampled by tanks. Rebuilding with a third of your population dead and gone was heart breaking. <br><br>“<strong>Huntress.</strong>” Nazi may have deserved to die but Helena would lose her soul along the way. <br><br>He watched her struggle with the request. She understood him. He understood her too. Nazi was a threat just like Eiling was. If he went free he'd gather all of those extreme right wing supporters who were somehow categorized as also being 'fine people'. <br><br>“<strong>Don’t.</strong>” he asked her again. She made her decision and shot him in the kneecap. Good enough, he could live with that. “What the hell are you waiting for? A personal invitation to end this? Why isn’t Shaggy Douche shot into space by now? Or under a blanket of molten lava? I’m confused, thought you held the power of the planet, or something....”<br><br>He nodded to her. His body wasn't there yet but she was right. Hoping up and flying towards the fight that Zod and Shaggy were having. He was about to blast him but then thought about it. He got blasted by Zod and just regenerated in a few seconds. So far he had shown no ability to fly, just jump. <br><br>"<strong>Hey Eiling. How do you feel about being a pinata?</strong>" he asked gripping him in a gravity field and lifting him up in the middle of the room where he can't reach for something or push off from a surface. "<strong>Zod clear an opening in the walls. We can get some inhibitor field around him and maybe jail him from Flash.</strong>" he suggests. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>08-10-2019, 05:22:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POST</span></strong></div><br>King Shark gave Icon the double bird as he was set adrift in space. "You're a real piece of shit, buddy!" King Shark called after Icon. And there were words in the airless vacuum of space, because <strong>magic</strong>. But he was otherwise harmless as he free-floated. King Shark gamely tried to swim through space, but the actions did not really avail him at all. <br><br>The sailors proved, for the most part, to be level-headed as Rocket did her utmost to save them. There was something of a language barrier, but it was an emergency and big words were not needed. Those sailors who were panicking were kept under control by their fellows, ensuring that Rocket could do her thing. Fire was working to seek out the sailors trapped in the worst places, braving blazes that would cook a man alive. Her powers were ill-suited to search and rescue, limited as they were, but she did chime in over the comms to Rocket to point out sailors that Rocket could rescue.<br><br>Things were ameliorated as fire-fighting tugs turned their equipment on the worst of the blazes, containing and lessening where they could. <br><br>Emergency medical responders were very soon on the scene, followed by local law enforcement. Fire took point on that front, taking charge and laying down the law with local police. <br><br>Within the facility, Captain Nazi grasped the bolt in his knee, and pulled it free with a muted sound of pain. He held the bloody projectile in his hand and looked at Huntress's back. The wheels were turning behind the supervillain's eyes, but for all of that, he made no move against the super-heroine. He cast the bolt aside, and sat where he was. <br><br>Eiling frowned, but suspended as he was with nothing to push off of, he was very effectively trapped so long as Geo-Force kept it up. "Where do you think you're going to keep me, Eurotrash? On what grounds? Anywhere you care to stick me . . . I won't even be processed before the head honcho gets a phone call telling him to let me walk free. And if they won't play ball . . . can you even name any facility on this planet that could hold me if I didn't want to be held? Blackgate couldn't hold your little friend there, and they've got top of the line red sun lamps and synthetic green K, all courtesy of a very generous donation by Lex Luthor." Eiling grinned smugly. <br><br>"There was a dead man's switch rigged up to Nazi's containment unit." The General said. "We've got until about, oh . . ." The ground beneath their feet began to shake and rumble, and klaxons began to blare as red alarm lights triggered. "Now before this place is blown to kingdom come." <br><br>Geo-Force would be uniquely positioned to detect that the facility was indeed self-destructing, and that shaped charges placed near the foundations had triggered and their payloads were delivered to design. A design engineered to caused the entire facility to sink into the molten lava it tapped into for energy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>14-10-2019, 17:35:18</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Santa Catarina, Brazil | Geo-Thermal Base/Computer Room<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Black Hatting, Saving people on the side<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Computer Team</span><br><hr> <br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Huntress' response to him stopping her rampage was to get upset, and then just demolish the closest guard to her, dropping him down the makeshift hole the supers had made. Static heard him scream, and he heard the scream fade. He never heard him hit the floor. After she'd blown off that initial steam, Huntress argued back at him that anyone could use a gun before shooting a guard in the back. Static winced as the bolt slid through him as smooth as a hot knife through butter and right out of his front. <br><br>If he lived, he'd be wishing for death soon. "Yeah, but once you give that dipshit a gun and a target, he becomes an active threat in the moment. The <em>brains</em> in lab coats, as fucked up as they are, aren't fighting you right now. They don't have knives or brass knuckles or guns. They're defenseless and running for their lives! So putting arrows into their backs as they run is no better than killing them in cold blood and that's not how we rock." Her arguments were sound and valid; he wasn't denying that. But countless times in history it was proven that the "correct" or "logical" thing to do in a situation wasn't always the <em>right</em> thing to do. <br><br>She was absolutely right that the scientist could come up with this or that or some formula to turn the world on it's head using Nazi's blood. But in the here and now, they were people running for dear life.&nbsp; Their weapons weren't for use on the field of battle, and getting gunned down was murder, plain and simple. "You think I don't know that? I guarantee I'm smarter than everyone in this room. Hell I'm smarter than this whole <em>building</em>. But you can't buy lives back. You can't buy orphans new parents. You can't buy brothers and sisters new siblings, or parents new children. Every time you kill somebody, you make a domino effect that can hit who knows how many people. <br><br>We didn't sign up to slaughter cattle and you know it." Their conversation/argument was interrupted by Brion flying through the air, and then Eiling hurling a massive desk at them. It never hit, though, as Geo-Force had enough strength left to halt it's momentum with his gravity powers. Once the three of them stood together next to Captain Nazi, they all looked at the weakened, but still very threatening villain. He told Virgil that the data was useless as the scientists hadn't been able to crack the code of what made him what he was. Well, Static had a ton of data on the flash drive, so he could pick over that on his own time. If wanton destruction was the way to go, then that was that. <br><br>He shrugged his shoulders, then rolled his neck. "Say less." Snatching the flash drive from the USB port, he stuffed it in one of his pockets, then set the malware to aggressively gobble up all the data on the servers and corrupt it in the process. At the same time, he held his hands out and lightning started to dance betwen them. Smacking a hand onto the main computer, he surged it with electricity, and blue-white energy crackled throughout the room, jumping from computer to computer and slagging all of them until the acrid smell of melted plastic and scorched metal filled their nostrils. "Well that's handled at least," he said with a look back at the others, including Nazi.<br><br>&nbsp;The guy was creepy as shit, but he was an asset. And as much as Huntress thought she hated him and all the things he represented it, Virgil hated it more. But he could see past other people being shit and realized he could control his own actions. Murder, as good as it felt, wasn't what heroes did unless they had no other choice. They didn't just kill because it felt right at the time or because they wanted vigilante justice. And as much as he wanted to pump Nazi with lightning until his heart stopped, the man was a victim right now. <br><br>He hated the nuance of navigating the real world. So did Huntress apparently because she shot him in the knee with one of her super bolts, then threatened him and told him how it was. He had to admit her balls were made of solid brass, as even weakened, this was a guy who could give a damn good fight to Shazam and Superman. He was glad Brion was there, though. Otherwise, he probably would have had to confiscate all of HUntress' weapons just so she wouldn't go on a murder rampage. He'd have to talk to her and Brion about checking that.<br><br>&nbsp;The last stage of the fight was thankfully over, and between Zod's power and Brion's ability to control gravity, Shaggy Eiling ended up hovering in the air, entirely helpless as all the strength in the world didn't matter if you couldn't touch anything to use it on. "I think you're vastly overrating yourself and the shadow government you work for.<br><br>&nbsp;We've got mountains of evidence against you, you big ass raisin. Video, documents, proof you stole a highly dangerous inmate from his containment cell, then brought him here for illegal metahuman experimentation. There ain't a phone call <em>anyone</em> can make to get you out. If you're lucky, they'll just wipe their hands of you instead of finding a way to kill that immortal body of yours. <br><br>They've probably got a syringe with somethin' to put you down if they ever get their hands on you again. As for cells that can hold you? Trust, we got that covered too. You're goin nowhere, <em>General</em>," Static spat with nothing but contempt for the man who had used and abused his power for decades in the name of "Protecting the country". Piece of shit human being was all he was in Virgil's eyes. The last thing the man bragged about was the explosion that was going to sink the entire facility into the volcano. Virgil could already tell Eiling had no issue with the setback, as he, Zod, and probably Brion would be the only ones who could survive something like that. <br><br>He potentially could with some wild use of his powers, but he didn't want to take the risk if he could help it. "You're old as shit, right Eiling? So you've seen Back to the Future? 1.21 Gigawatts, bitch!!" With a grunt, Static stepped forward and blasted Eiling with the equivalent of one billion watts, about roughly the power a lightning strike generated. It wouldn't kill him. Probably wouldn't do much more than fry all his internal organs, char his bones, etc... But the important thing was his muscles. <br><br>No matter how strong you were, electricity caused the muscles to spasm uncontrollably, and the amount he'd just poured into Eiling would have him seizing for...well probably minutes with that freaky bod of his, but enough time for them to escape once that smell of burning flesh vacated their nostrils. "Come on, people. Mission accomplished, so let's get the hell outta here." He still wasn't sure what they'd do with Nazi, but in all the commotion, he'd slipped a tracker onto him so if he ran they'd be able to send one of the League heavy hitters after him. He snapped and his saucer formed as he jumped, then landed perfectly on the platform, ready to haul ass outside.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread 2</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>15-10-2019, 04:08:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size">GM POST</span></strong></div><br>Zod did as Brion suggested. One arm hung limply at the Kryptonian's side - the shoulder dislocated. The opposite side of the Kryptonian's face was stained with blood - his own and Eiling's. Crimson energy obliterated everything that lay before the Kryptonian's vision until a clear path was opened into the night. <br><br>The Kryptonian disappeared in a blur of super-speed, and the emotionless giant took it upon himself to evacuate the humans within the facility. Without Zod's intervention it was likely that at least some would not have been able to escape in time, owing either to distance from an escape route, injury, or both. It was definitely an oversight in the design of the self-destruct mechanism of the facility, but minimizing human casualties was not likely even present on the list of priorities in the design documents. <br><br>Eiling was silenced by the electric discharge he was subjected to. <br><br>At the docks, things were well in hand. Flash and Cyborg were now on the scene, and the cost in material and from disruption to business was likely to be high, there was a silver lining: miraculously not a single life was lost. Some sailors were in critical condition and severely injured, but they were alive and the timely intervention of the superheroes on the scene meant that they had the best possible chance they could have given the circumstances. Fire maintained professionalism, contrary to her prior behaviour, even when the Flash appeared. <br><br>It was well into the early morning of the next day before Fire, Flash, and Cyborg left, although after Cyborg and Flash made arrangements for the custody of Eiling and Captain Nazi the junior heroes were given leave to depart the scene. Rocket was among the first to go; her experience here leading her to make the choice that she would not continue with the team. Flash and Cyborg took her resignation with understanding and the young woman returned to her hometown and her life there.<br><br>Captain Nazi took his imprisonment in League-aligned facilities with a stoic dignity. Eiling was smug and silent, and much like he had predicted, there was a government delegation waiting to take the General into their custody. The delegation was composed, in the main, of unassuming men and women in black suits, a few dress uniform types, higher-ups in the Department of Defense. Their angle was simple enough Eiling was military, and that meant he was subject to the Courts Martial and Uniform Code of Military Justice, not the vague and dubiously legal authority of the Justice League. There was a certain amount of brinkmanship involved, but Eiling was proven more or less correct: he did not set foot in one of the cells that Static was convinced would hold him, or even in the building. At the least Eiling had enough brains cells left to keep his mouth shut during the entire affair, which ended in him in restraints and flown away in a black helicopter to parts unknown. <br><br>For his part, Captain Nazi conducted himself as a model prisoner.<br><br>It might, perhaps, trouble some that in the days to come the incident in Brazil got no coverage in world news, and in Brazil itself the incident was described as an industrial accident caused by material fatigue that had gone undetected. <br><br>King Shark spent a day in orbit before a satellite got in his way, and he was able to push off it to force himself back down. He landed somewhere in the Indian Ocean, and although his trajectory was tracked, no record was retained in any conventional civilian or military monitoring systems.<br><br><div align="center">-Mission Complete-</div>
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