Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread
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				Title: <strong>Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>21-08-2019, 04:22:36</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Other Game Threads</div><div class="spoiler_body"><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)</div></div><br><br><br>This thread is for missions for the Young Justice team!<br><br>Please note all times are in 24 hour clock format. You do not have to put times that way, but that is how I present.<br><br>Please use the header!<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img width=200 padding=10]https://booker-dominique.s3.amazonaws.com/library/6366/20180308_113857585_M.JPG[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]NAME:[/b] Your Character Name<br>(Optional)[b]WEARING:[/b] Optional description of what your character is wearing, or a link to their outfit.<br>[b]DAY:[/b] Day of the Week, Month and Day (ex: Wednesday, June 14)<br>[b]TIME:[/b] General time of day. Morning/afternoon/evening/night. Can specify with values such as dawn/noon/midnight.<br>[b]LOCATION:[/b] Where your character is at in context of the current thread - optional sub location (ex: The Titan Saloon, at the bar)<br>[b]CONTENT:[/b] General level of content. Drama/Conversation/Humor/Smut/Hanky Panky/Masculine Celebration of Testosterone-Fueled Melodies<br>(Optional)[b]MOOD MUSIC:[/b] [url=link]YouTube or BandCamp link to music to set the mood[/url]<br>[b]TAGGING:[/b] Any characters and potential NPC's being referenced or directly spoken with in this post.<br><br>[hr]<br><br>BEGIN POST CONTENT HERE</code></pre><hr><br>09:00 EST, August 19, 2020:<br><br>Martian Ambassador M'yri'ah J'onzz addressed the planet Earth from the United Nations Headquarters in Manhattan, New York City. Adopting a more human form, but retaining green skin, Ambassador J'onnzz stood behind a podium dressed in a smart, cream colored pantsuit. She smiled warmly - a warmth only marred by her green skin and lack of hair. To some, that might not matter, but unfortunately Earth was not so advanced that some would see the emerald hue of the ambassador's skin and nothing else.<br><br>"Greetings to all peoples of Earth. I am M'yri'ah J'onzz, and it is my privilege to address you all today. I represent Mars's One World Government, and it is a duty that fulfills me every day. The people of Mars are very pleased with the open, friendly relations they enjoy with Earth, and they want that friendship to continue in perpetuity. Sadly, there are some whose fear and false accusations put that friendship in jeopardy. That is why I stand before you today." The Martian woman said. She paused, as her words were translated into every Earthly language.<br><br>"There have been several baseless allegations that Martians have abducted Earth citizens and conducted immoral and unethical experiments upon them without their knowledge or consent. The people of Mars are deeply troubled by these allegations, and deeply hurt by them. It is inimical to every Martian value and utterly unconscionable to our Martian culture to engage in such actions. The Mars One World Government would never order or condone such actions. In the spirit of friendship, we have opened the records of the Mars Science Directorate to a special team of United Nations investigators-" But suddenly the Ambassador was cut off and the camera panned violently from her to a group of masked and armed men. There were half a dozen of them, wearing advanced ballistic armor and bearing advanced weaponry. On the chests of their armor a crude green head had been painted, and then surrounded by a red circle with a red line scored through it.<br><br>"You green motherfuckers gang-probed my anus! And now I'm gonna probe back!" One of the men shouted and raised his rifle to his shoulder, taking aim at Ambassador J'onzz. But before the man could squeeze off a shot, none other than Lex Luthor leapt into frame, delivering a jumping kick that knocked the man down. Luthor smoothly disarmed a second man, but further action on his part was not needed as UN security swamped the remaining hostile men. The camera feed cut out.<br><br><hr><br>14:01 EST August 19, 2020:<br><br>"Welcome to Gabbing With Godfrey, dear listeners. Because you are dear, my listeners. Each and every one of you. Because, after all, what am I, G. Gordon Godfrey, without all of you? The revelator must have an audience with which to share the revelation. <br><br>"I know what you all must be thinking, dear listeners. 'What does old Godfrey think about Lex Luthor saving the Martian?' It is perplexing, isn't it, dear listeners. Lex Luthor may try to spin things and say his antipathy for Superman is only because Superman is an 'illegal' alien and the Martians came over with the blessings of our governments . . . but come now. Really? Everyone knows the Martians can sift through your mind as easily as you or I can sift through a twitter feed. Maybe the little green men didn't come here for perversion, but why have they really come here? What does Mars get out of diplomatic relations with Earth? And what are we getting out of it, hmmm, dear listeners? I certainly don't know. The Martians certainly don't seem to want to share it with us. All very hush-hush.<br><br>"But what old Godfrey will share with you is this, dear listeners: remember nine months ago when no one could procure Choco-Os, not even for ready money? And then they were relaunched with a new recipe that didn't quite taste the same? What else happened around that time, dear listeners? Old Godfrey seems to remember congress quietly announcing a new trade agreement with our little green friends. Food for . . . . ahem . . . thought."<br><br><hr><br>12:00 EST August 21, 2020:<br><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/t6g246r.jpg)</div><br>Located in the great state of Rhode Island, the Secret Sanctuary had lain disused and dormant for many years after the Justice League had relocated their headquarters to an orbital station called the Watchtower. And while it may have languished and lay in disuse . . . no more! Cyborg and the Batman had worked tirelessly to bring the Sanctuary's communication array and computer mainframe up to date, updating databanks, shoring up security, and generally updating the systems to League standards. Now, the Sanctuary's computer systems were upgraded with bleeding edge technology only surpassed on Earth by the Batcomputer - and, perhaps, the supercomputers of certain select super-intelligent individuals. A teleportation array was also installed into the Sanctuary, built with the same Martian technology that the League used to access their Watchtower headquarters. Each member of the new Young Justice team would be issued a remote teleportation device to ensure that they could access the Sanctuary at a moment's notice.<br><br>The trophy room had also undergone renovations, and mementos of old adventures were relocated to secret storage facilities across the country. It would be up to the new team to fill it with mementos of their own victories!<br><br>Superman, Aquaman, Batman, Wonder Woman, the Flash, the Green Lantern, Zatara, and Cyborg were all present in the Meeting Chamber. The purpose of the meeting on this day was no secret. The formation of the new team had been broached to each of the young heroes by a League member, and the meeting was a formality and celebration of their achievements. The Batman would give the team their first mission, and from there they would be their own organization. Of course the Batman had intimated to his proteges that he would always be watching . . . because, well, he was the Batman. Other heroes were more trusting. <br><br>The Flash had arranged some refreshments on the meeting room table, and fussed with them at super-speed. He wanted a nacho cheese fountain, but the Batman had overruled that particular extravagance. A very disappointed Flash had laid out bottled waters, finger-sized pigs in a blanket, various chips (including an enigmatic 'all dressed' flavor), lemon squares, and trays of sliced fruits and vegetables with a selection of dips. <br><br>As the League waited for the younger heroes to arrive, Batman was lingering in a corner, brooding. The Flash was fussing about the snacks. The Green Lantern was telling Superman, Aquaman, Wonder Woman, and Cyborg about a group called the Seven Worlds Alliance and how he had received some troubling reports about them from Oa. Zatara had taken a seat off to the side, sipping a cup of coffee. <br><br><hr><br>Here is a rough posting order, to ensure no one is skipped or left behind. Please allow a minimum of 2 days between posts before making a reply.<br><br>All GM Posts (Although I reserve the right to post whenever I please)<br>Lor Zod<br>Supergirl<br>Damian Wayne<br>Rocket<br>Static<br>Raven<br>Vixen<br>Lightning<br>Augustus C. Freeman Jr.<br>Zachary Zatara <br>Firestorm<br>Huntress<br>Aqualad<br>Geoforce
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>21-08-2019, 06:20:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:23 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Somewhere over USA, Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Action, Conversation<br><br><hr><br>Kara flew through the sky, piercing the warm, summer air at high speed. Entering a thick cloud formation, she laughed as her body was covered with condensation, which promptly froze over when she rose aboved the clouds, then was left behind in a white, cloudy streak when she sped downward again. She brushed a lock of moist hair away from her face, still grinning. She could have used the teleportation device, but why should she? Of all the powers she had been given by Earth's Sun, flying was by far her favorite.<br><br>Flying below the clouds once again, she could see farmlands and woods for miles ahead of her. Kansas. She quirked a wistful smile, knowing that with a little more luck, she could have landed here like her cousin. <br><br>As if she had hit an invisible wall, she stopped dead, hovering in place for a short while. A distant, almost imperceptible roaring noise had alerted her super-hearing. She scanned in that direction and quickly spotted the source : A tornado, many miles away from her position. It was not uncommon for the area, she thought, but tornadoes should never be taken lightly. She changed her heading and flew that way.<br><br>She crossed the distance seperating her from the storm in but a few minutes, and spotted the typical funnel cloud spinning and twisting around the countryside. The area was sparsely populated, but there were still a few farmhouses in the twister's path. She took but a few moments to analyze the situation. It wasn't a particularly powerful tornado, no more than a 2 on the Fujita scale.<br><br>Her decision made, she flew towards the twister and attempted to enter it from the bottom up. She was promptly thrown out by the storm's powerful winds. Regaining control before she hit the ground, she frowned. A new strategy was in order. <br><br>Kara flew back toward the tornado, this time staying just outside of the funnel cloud, then began to fly in circles around it, going against the twister's rotation. Fighting against the wind, she sped up and continued to circle the twister, until it's current was finally disrupted and the tornado dissipated. Kara went full stop to catch her breath and looked over the countryside. It was probably going to reappear somewhere else, but at least, those farmhouses were safe for the moment. After taking a few minutes to recuperate, she resumed her initial flight path and headed for Rhode Island, accelerating quickly enough to leave a cloud of condensation behind her. She was, after all, on a schedule.<br><br>She finally reached the coast, and easily spotted the town of Happy Harbour and the mountain that served as base for the Justice League. Heading that way, she landed in front of the entrance and proceeded inside, making her way to the meeting chamber, using her fingers to brush her wild hair,&nbsp; which, like her costume, had dried off during her flight.<br><br>Entering the room, she looked for a place to sit and greeted the Justice League members with a polite wave, except for Superman, whom she greeted with a smile :<br><br>"Hello everyone! Hey Kal! Am I the first?"<br><br>(Note: This is my first post, so if there's anything I'm doing wrong, please let me know and I'll fix it&nbsp; ;D )
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>21-08-2019, 19:15:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:24 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Amused<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Gloved hands caressing the smooth, black curves of the steering wheel, Damian relished in the experience the latest Bugatti Veyron model afford him on the road. Though nowhere near as fast as the Flash nor possessing the durability of the Batmobile, this was still a pretty nice ride. Modified from the commercial version, Damian had ensured everything about his ride was combat-ready. Bulletproof glass, dispensers for road obstacles such as spikes and even an inbuilt AI system. This was his baby. <br><br>He was headed for an event. A big one. The founding members of the Justice League were awaiting him in their Secret Sanctuary facility for a new initiative. A new superteam. <br><br>Damian had mixed feelings regarding the team. He admittedly had doubts toward particular members. But, as the others in the Bat-family had continually asserted, this was an opportunity not to be missed. He was leaving his comfort zone after all though calling Gotham a comfort zone may be pushing it. Yet, he was very much comfortable in Gotham, at least during the day. Work was easy in Wayne Enterprises and his responsibilities within Wayne Entertainment and Retail meant he got to meet the most beautiful of ladies. <br><br>He smiled. He had had good times. Many good times. Perhaps, Barbara was right. Maybe, he needed this. Maybe. <br><br>The land here was off-limits to the public. Bruce had literally bought everything up to the very speckles of dirt on the ground. Damian recalled attempting to hack into the security systems of the Sanctuary the night before. The results were...Damian preferred to describe it as penetration testing. An examination of the security systems. And his attempts had been repulsed in a satisfactory manner. <br><br>Entering the facility's entrance, his 2 phones, one for work and one for 'fun', bobbing up and down from the deceleration of his vehicle, Damian had seen a red-caped figure arrive before him. He recalled the personnel files he'd read of his would-be teammates. There were quite a few Supermen. More than enough to make him uncomfortable. That discomfort had been extinguished after constructing a few plans. <br><br>His helmet lined with lead and a minute shard of green locked securely within his belt, Damian or Redbird as his new self-styled moniker was, hopped out of his car and pulled out a grappling gun from which he used to traverse the distance from the indoor carpark to the meeting room. <br><br>Walking into the meeting room, he greeted those gathered, "Greetings, everyone." He acknowledged Batman with a nod, "Father." <br><br>He debated whether to take his helmet off or not. Since it was lined with lead, beings such as Superman would be unable to see through his helmet. Noting that Batman's mask was also lined with lead and his father was not taking it off despite the casualness of this gathering, Damian decided to keep his helmet on. <br><br>Seeing that many others had yet to arrive, Damian noticed the assortment of sweets and beverages set out on the side. Adhering to a spartan diet, he knew there was no chance he'd be even taking a bite from one of the treats. Turning away from them, knowing it was most likely Flash who'd set the treats up, Damian saw the red-caped figure he'd spotted earlier. <em>Ah, so that had been her.</em><br><br>Approaching Supergirl, he greeted her, his natural voice smooth and articulate with only a hint of depth reminiscent of his father, "Kara Zor El. Cousin of the Man of Steel. 'Supergirl'. I've always wanted to meet you." Though she didn't look imposing in the slightest, Damian was most definitely not fooled by initial appearances. Her exploits had been documented in the Batcomputer for him to read. If anything, despite the cordial nature of his mannerism, Damian was rather wary of her though he ensured his physiological functions did not express that, just in case she decided to nonchalantly check out his heart rate and whatnot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>21-08-2019, 19:31:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Morning, around 3:00AM EST—&gt; Meeting Time at 12:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Off the Coast Of Icelandic Waters—&gt; Returning to Base<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Illegal Whalers, getting the call from Aquaman<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open; Mentioning: Aquaman &amp; Supergirl, seeing Damien Wayne as well<br><hr> Despite the International Whaling Commission banning all commercial whaling over 30 years ago, there were still greedy businessmen, glutinous thrill-seeking tourists, and the amoral poachers that enabled them. There were few things that ignited Mari’s rage deep within her soul, but the systematic brutal hunting of species that had no business in the excitable bellies of corporate overlords and dumbass Americans and Europeans were quite up there. As were tusk slashers, pelt trappers, and people who talked at the theatre.....<strong>the special hell is reserved for them!</strong> So she had lost count how long she had been out here, doing her own thing off the coast of Iceland maybe.....three days? Sounds about right. Hard to keep track when you’ve spent most of your time underwater.<br><br><em>Istiompax indica (Black Marlin):</em> Mari could swim up to 129 kilometers per hour, streaming through the clear, icy depths as the temporary gills formed down her neck and forearms. The salt filtered through her glazed lungs as they reformed to her new adaptation, isinglass coating her organs, and her blood ran clear as she streamlined through the waves. <br><br>Her current investigation was currently leading her to the <em>S.M.Veiðimaður</em>, an Icelandic Whaling ship targeting fin whales. She had heard the vicious call of the herd under attack at the nets dragged them in, spearing the tough hides as blood coated the foamy waves. <br><br><em>Araneae (spider)</em>: Reaching the metal shell of the side of the ship, Mari extended her hands and the palms adhered to the wall. Pulling herself up, she scaled the wall, dripping down to the water behind her. Her dyed crimson hair was plastered to her face, and her normally caramel skin tone was white as snow due to the differing substances flowing through her. The gills on her form flowed down and reabsorbed back upon her skin, the lungs burning for a quick moment as they reformed back to inhaling the crisp air. She pulled herself over the railing and stalked over towards the metal door. <br><br><em>Rhinocerotidae (rhinoceros):</em> Gathering her right fist, the form of the beast’s horn hovering over her curled knuckles, Mari punched a massive hole into the thick iron. Jumping through the hole in the wall, she acrobatically summersaulted across the metal flooring, head over heels and landed on right blended knee, taking out her blooded nails and slashing them upward, sheathing her claws into the crotch of a man running up the steps towards the commotion. The man instantly froze and made a gurgling noise before she stood, ripping the hardened blades upwards and gutting him from balls to belly.<br><br>Another poaching thug was racing up so Mari grabbed the handrails on either side of her with both hands and used both feet to kick him forward, straight in his skull, knocking him backwards and into two other men. <br><br><em>Malapteruridae (electric catfish):</em> Aiming her fist, she gathered the force of multiple electric currents at vaulted 300 volts towards them, frying their fleshy bodies with the current and killing the three of them instantly. Stepping over them with confidence, Mari’s heels clanked causally as she reached the helm and disabled SOS communications as well as engine and rigging systems. They wouldn’t be going anywhere for a long while. <br><br>Suddenly, an aquatic voice filled her head:<br><br>OOO- .. -..- o-. / .-. . .--o --- .-. - / - o--- / -o.. .- ... . / OO -- -- . -.. .. o- - . O-.. -.--<br><br><em>Aquaman. </em><br><br>The man somehow knew she had spent an obscene amount of time as a marine creature and needed the aquatic morse to reach her as quickly as possible. Mari paused and turned with a frown, dripping heavily as she retracted her steps and ran back the way she came. Running now she launched off the edge of the whaling ship and dove into the choppy&nbsp; water, consuming the aura of <em>Istiompax indica </em>once more to make it back to the Sanctuary in record time. By then her skin had gone back to its pale milkiness, the tattoos and piercings adorning her skin quite stark as she entered through the Atlantic water passage to rise up in the pool inside. Swimming to the ladder, her body started to warm itself back to darker human form, the wolf totem at her chest slowly dimming as she pressed her powers back within the conduit. <br><br>Her black catsuit with golden accents clung to the sharp curvature of her body like a second skin, and not waiting to dry off she stalked towards the steps, leaving wet footprints in her wake, and with a scowl on her stunning face entered the Meeting Chamber only to see it filled already with the immensely power beings that made up this empire. She scanned the room and saw the very stern and troubled expression, well....except Supergirl, who was always extremely social. <br><br>She stood there, dripping onto the floor. “What happened?” Being in the waters for the last couple days, she had lost all connection between her and the news systems. So she had no idea why she had been summoned from her work abruptly....unless something extreme had happened. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 01:02:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:24 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Action, Conversation<br><strong>[TAGGING]</strong>: Damien Wayne, Mari, Open<br><br><hr><br>Kara stands by the meeting table behind one the chairs, resting her hands on the back of the chair. Her hair is still wild from her run-in with a tornado, but her appearance is otherwise pristine, as neither her body nor her costume have much to fear of Earth’s elements. She turns around when she hears Damien enter the meeting room and greet them, giving him a nod and a gentle smile in response. As he approaches her, she briefly examines him, not quite certain of the young man’s identity and not willing to resort to using her powers to unmask him against his will. There was no need to anyway when he greeted Batman as his father. <br><br>She felt her blood rush to her face when he greets with her real name and her Superhero moniker and expresses his interest in meeting her, obviously putting her at a disadvantage.<br><br>"Hello! You did? Why’s that?”, she awkwardly replies to his greetings. <br><br>She extends a hand to the red-clad man for him to shake, attempting to match his confidence. She had, like most people gravitating around the Justice League, heard of Richard Grayson, though she seemed to remember his costume was a different color.<br><br>"I mean…&nbsp; Redwing, is it? I’ve heard about you too - Batman’s most famous former sidekick! Nice to meet you!"<br><br>Kara turns her head towards Mari when she speaks, her hand still extended for Damien in a rather odd fashion, and raises a curious eyebrow at her when she notices the puddle forming beneath her. <br><br>“Uh… What happened to you?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 02:02:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg) (Helmet taken off)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:24 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversation<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kara, Vixen<br><br><hr><br>He was pleasantly surprised to see that Supergirl was a pretty normal girl. In fact, her mutual surprise at his approaching her was conveyed quite obviously through tone and body language. <br><br><em>She exhibits...atypical teen girl mannerisms. Perhaps a consequence of consuming Western girl drama as a way of integration into human society?</em><br><br>Her complete unawareness of not just him but also Dick caused Damian to uncharacteristically laugh aloud. <em>Redwing? Huh, that has a nice ring to it</em><br><br>Not caring what Bruce would think, Damian took off his helmet. His hair gelled and face clean-shaven, he smiled and accepted Kara's handshake. <br><br>"Well, I naturally deviate toward beautiful girls." Damian joked. He felt becalmed by Kara's normalcy and reminded himself to maintain at least a degree of wariness though another part of him also reminded him that he wasn't in Gotham anymore. <br><br>"Nightwing's Dick. My name's Damian. Damian Wayne. I go by 'Redbird' but you may have just inspired a name change to 'Redwing'."<br><br>Damian had heard Vixen coming up the stairs and his eyes swiveled to witness the literally dripping wet arrival of a dark-skinned woman into the Meeting Room. <br><br>Releasing his hand from Supergirl's, Damian addressed the newcomer, "Mari McCabe. Aka Vixen. Welcome to the party." The question Vixen posed indicated her having not kept with recent updates from the Justice League. He assumed she had just arrived from a lengthy mission, aquatic in nature by the looks of it. <br><br>"There's a new superteam being set up under the supervision of the Justice League.&nbsp; It's for...a younger cohort" He informed her, turning to face her while simultaneously accomodating Supergirl in his field of view, "Right now, we're just waiting for the other selected members of this "Young Justice League" to arrive. How about you come join me and Kara. We can answer any further questions you have. Or there's some snacks over there if you're looking for a bite." &nbsp;Damian gestured to the table of lollies and chips in the room. A grin appeared from looking at the table, he was very much amused by Flash's attempt at creating a welcoming environment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 02:48:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:24 EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Coming downstairs<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone currently present<br><br><hr><br>Raven hadn't really been sure what to think about receiving an invitation from the Justice League, beyond what the name of the organization might suggest: a group of people dedicated to the concept of justice.&nbsp; However if it turned out they were truly "on the level", then it would be an excellent opportunity to see if there were allies worth having on Earth after all.&nbsp; It also gave her a place to stay while she did so, as there was apparently an on-site barracks.&nbsp; Convenient, really.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd been meditating in her room when the call came to assemble in the briefing room, the young mage letting out a quiet sigh before floating downwards and phasing straight through the floor.&nbsp; She kept descending, making note of the others that had already gathered, including the familiar face of the young man that had come to her rescue the other day.&nbsp; She would offer him a small nod of recognition as she touched down on the floor, glancing over the snacks briefly as she wasn't sure what any of it was.&nbsp; There was so much about Earth she didn't know, but she'd been trying to learn as much as she could.&nbsp; The base's library was some help with this, of course, but she still lacked a lot of knowledge about the world her mother used to call home.<br><br>She also didn't know much about any one of the people gathered in the room, though she had spoken briefly to the one that called himself Batman.&nbsp; He had approached her not long after the incident in Gotham, having apparently observed the event, and suggested rather strongly that she come along with him.&nbsp; She understood his suspicion, and his caution, so she had complied.&nbsp; Now here she was, uncertain as to what she was doing there and also uncertain as to what was even going on.&nbsp; The Batman hadn't exactly been very forthcoming, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 05:10:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor (House of Zod)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:20 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Lor arrives at the Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Any who wish to bear witness to the glory of Zod<br><br><hr><br>The flight from Blüdhaven to the Secret Sanctuary took a trivial amount of time. Lor Zod was not concerned about being tracked by any Earthly monitoring systems - although his armor was not equipped with baffling systems intended to counteract any monitoring systems in place. It was almost an absolute certainty that there were systems in place designed to monitor small, fast-moving targets just like him. But it did not worry Lor because, at his core, he trusted in his abilities, in the power of his birthright. If the best and brightest of this world could not decisively defeat a member of the House of El, then they had no hope at all if they made the error of opposing a scion of the House of Zod.<br><br>Lor was not the first of the younger metahumans to arrive. As soon as he entered the Sanctuary, emerging into the emptied Trophy Room, he detected more presences than the active roster of the Justice League. The big male walked at an even, measured pace, and his dark gray cape fluttered behind him with a modicum of opera. When he entered the meeting room his expression was bland and neutral. <br><br>He took in the League. His attention was immediately drawn to Supergirl, because she boasted the crest of the House of El - flaunted it, even. Lor felt an instinctive urge to attack the young Kryptonian female, to take her measure and measure himself against her. The part of him that was bred to fight - bred to <em>win</em> - wanted to see her broken, humbled, and kneeling down before him. It wanted the same for Kal El. Lor's blue eyes slowly tracked over to the Man of Steel. There was a slight twitch in Lor's upper lip that lasted for such a brief span of time it may as well as not have happened. <br><br>But Lor did not act on these impulses. He was not a slave to such biological imperatives. His blue eyes went to the human male in Supergirl's proximity, and it was obvious immediately that he was one of the humans' premiere fighting elite. It was a shame that humans were so . . . limited . . . biologically. But that was not grounds to underestimate the youth. The Batman was proof that despite the biological shortcomings of <em>homo sapiens sapiens</em>, human will, human tenacity, and human pettiness were not to be underestimated. It was such qualities that made the humans in the room the most dangerous ones present. <br><br>Two other females were present. Judging from their ages they were to be part of this endeavor as well. One of them - clad in purple - had the aura of magic about her, but he could discern little from a cursory examination of the other clad in form-fitting sable and aurum. <br><br><strong>"Lor Zod has arrived."</strong> The tall Kryptonian declared. Not with any particular volume, or pomp, or flourish. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 06:03:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UlXbYhM.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Superman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The iconic red &amp; blue<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish when people start arriving<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Big Blue greets his cousin and the other youngsters<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Superman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9vrfEoc8_g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kara, Damian, Mari, Raven, Lor<br><br><hr><br>Superman turned his attention away from Green Lantern with a polite nod. "Hello, Kara." Superman greeted his cousin warmly, with a winning smile that was pure heartland of America. He walked away from his Justice League peers and gave his cousin a great bid mid-western farmboy hug, not shy at all about treating his cousin kindly. "I'm glad you made it! Looks like you had no trouble with that tornado at all." Big Blue gave Kara a little wink. <br><br>Soon enough Damian showed up, and Superman became a little more professional as the Batman's son intimated himself into the conversation. If someone as downhome and cornfed as Superman could be said to be more professional. But there was a shift in body language, and Superman's posture became more assertive. <br><br>In the corner, the Batman gave his son Damian the slightest, almost imperceptible nod.<br><br>"Welcome to the meeting, Redbird. I'll leave you to get acquainted." Superman said, giving the two youths a nod. The Man of Steel could not help but feel a bit protective about his cousin, and debated whether he should put in a word with Damian's father. Still, Kara would have to learn sooner or later. <br><br>Vixen made a splash with her entrance, but Superman deferred to his associate Aquaman.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vag98eZ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Aquaman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Atlantean Regalia<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish when people start arriving<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Aquaman bros it up<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Flipper Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EifnM3pRLdQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mari<br><br><hr><br>"Mari!" Aquaman bellowed, and pumped his fist in the air. The boisterous King of Atlantis could not have been happier to be free from the Green Lantern's boring space talk. As far as Aquaman was concerned, if some aliens wanted to come to Earth and start shit they were welcome to: they'd find Aquaman more than willing knock the taste right out of their mouths and send them back wherever they came from with the footprint of the King of the Seven Seas on their butt. Or whatever they had that passed for a butt. <br><br>"Good work with that whaling ship." Aquaman told Mari as he approached the still dripping woman, nodding his head with approval. Like Vixen herself, Aquaman had little patience for their types. He could understand a fisherman fishing for food or a sustainable livelihood, but whaling wasn't about any of that. The king's big fist low-boned Vixen in congratulations. <br><br>"Anyway, I called you here because the Bat's putting together a little club for all you farm league types. Only, you're not going to be doing juniors stuff anymore. We're bringing you all up to the plate at the majors, kiddo. There's a lot happening, and we can't be everywhere at once. So Mr. Scowly wants to turn you all loose and pick up the slack." Aquaman elbowed Vixen playfully, like a cool uncle showing how cool he was at the expense of some other, lamer adult. In this case: Batman. Aquaman sniffed and leaned in closer to Vixen.<br><br>"Between you and me . . . I wanted you in on this because I wanted someone who gave a shit about the planet, you know? Look around. More aliens, Bat-junior . . . not exactly our types." The Atlantean King shared with Vixen privately before righting himself. Of course the aliens with super-hearing would catch it, eavesdropping as they did with their super-hearing.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UlXbYhM.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Superman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The iconic red &amp; blue<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish when people start arriving<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Big Blue greets his cousin and the other youngsters<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Superman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9vrfEoc8_g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kara, Damian, Mari, Raven, Lor<br><br><hr><br>"Lor. Hey. Good to see you, champ." Superman said, trying to drum up some sincerity at seeing the monstrous son of one of his arch-enemies. "Still, uh, still got Blüdhaven as your stomping grounds? Great." He grinned, but then looked over at Raven. Quickly. <br><br>"Well, howdy there, miss!" Big Blue greeted her with much more enthusiasm than he had shown Lor. "Batman tells me you're new around these parts. My name's Clark. Clark Kent. In the costume I go by Superman. I hope you'll stick around, and trust me, if you do you'll find that Earth's a pretty swell planet. Now, I'll bet Gotham didn't exactly give you a good first impression, but if you take the time to really look, you'll find examples of the best Earth has to offer, even there. In fact," Superman turned and looked over at the brooding figure of the lonesome Batman with an expression of unvarnished, undeniable respect, friendship, and platonic admiration, "I think the diamonds you do find sparkle brighter in that rough."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 06:15:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:25 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversation<br><strong>[TAGGING]</strong>: Damian, Superman, Lor, (Mari, Raven,)&nbsp; Open<br><br><hr><br><br>Kara seemed to become embarrassed once more when Damian laughed - though it appeared to be humorous and not intended to mock her - and again when he complimented her. She answered his joking with a smile as she carefully shook his hand, aiming to apply just enough force for the handshake to appear sincere without hurting him or appearing too aggressive. It was still sometimes a challenge for her to measure her strength, particularly during a fight.&nbsp; Thankfully, this was not a fight, and she could put all of her attention into keeping her strength in check.<br><br>After Damian finished his explanation, Kara chuckled awkwardly.<br><br>"Right, Redbird. And Nightwing, that was it. Sorry. Too many bat and bird people to keep track of. Then again, there's quite a few Super and Flash people as well, so I don't know...", she replied, stopping herself just short of rambling.<br><br>She let go of his hand when she felt him pull back and she looked between him and Vixen when Damian finished his introduction of Vixen. "Does he know everyone?", she asked herself mentally. <br><br>Before she could think of an answer, she found herself glancing over at Raven curiously when she arrived. The young woman appeared human, but her apparel and her demeanor left the Kryptonian perplex. <br><br>Her examination of Raven was cut short by the arrival of Lor Zod. She squinted at the man and felt her fists tighten. Even though she hadn't met the man before, she remembered his name and his sigil well from Krypton. It now felt like they came from another lifetime, another universe, and for one of such rare instances, she hoped that it had, indeed, been another universe, because the name Zod was not in good standing with the House of El.<br><br>"Zod...", she murmured before turning an incredulous gaze towards her cousin when he greeted him then returned her attention to Raven again as Kal spoke to her, still keeping Lor within her peripheral vision.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 06:46:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying her best<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kara, Lor, Superman, Open<br><br><hr><br>Raven decided not to try any of the available refreshments just yet, instead just waiting and observing the others for the time being.&nbsp; She found the girl dressed similarly to the man next to Batman looking her way, causing the mage to simply stare back until the blonde looked away again.&nbsp; Her interactions with other people her age were practically nonexistent up until this point, so she wasn't sure how to proceed.&nbsp; Not to mention that Earth was very different from Azarath, so there was no way to know what was and what wasn't socially acceptable.<br><br>Then the other young man arrived, looking incredibly stern and definitely dangerous.&nbsp; He did not want to be here, and he had an intense dislike for the two in blue and red with the odd S on their chests.&nbsp; Some sort of history between them, perhaps?&nbsp; She couldn't be certain, of course, but it certainly seemed that way.&nbsp; She would then find herself staring him down as their eyes locked for a brief period of time, before his gaze moved on to the girl with the oddly colored skin.&nbsp; Not human, obviously, but she knew little about other worlds outside of what she'd studied on Azarath.&nbsp; Then, of course, came something she didn't know how to handle at all: someone genuinely pleased to see her.<br><br>The man with the blue and red outfit approached her, greeting the mage rather cheerfully as he introduced himself.&nbsp; Clark Kent, aka Superman.&nbsp; The naming conventions of Earth were weird.&nbsp; He obviously knew the Batman, and he seemed a pleasant enough fellow.&nbsp; His emotions were hard to read, something about him not like the other people she'd met so far.&nbsp; She just wasn't sure what just yet.&nbsp; Still, awkward feelings aside, she thought it best not to be rude to one of her hosts.<br><br>"Um... hello.&nbsp; I'm Raven," she introduced herself, wondering how someone could be so cheerful.&nbsp; The sages of Azarath weren't exactly the outgoing sort, and even Azar had been distant until the day she'd left.&nbsp; "You're right about Gotham.&nbsp; It wasn't very pleasant."&nbsp; She glanced from Superman to Batman, wondering what sort of history could engender such a look.&nbsp; "Diamonds in the rough?"&nbsp; Some sort of adage, or so she assumed, but she believed she understood the meaning behind it.&nbsp; "Yeah."&nbsp; She glanced over towards the young man from that first night.&nbsp; "I guess."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 09:39:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Wary, Intrigued <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Open<br><br><hr><br><em>And there's the other Kryptonian.</em> Damian's eyes merely glanced at Lor Zod but the image of the burly dude remained within his mind. His personnel file was one of the vague ones. And that was most certainly not okay. Despite his positive presentation thus far, Damian had actually conducted a psychological profiling of Supergirl. He did not find much of a threat in her, at least for the moment. Her persona caused him to speculate on the effect future psychological trauma would have on her. He wondered what she would be like then. <br><br>The discrepancy between Clark Kent's mannerism toward the young Zod and to Raven was duly noted by Damian. He could explore the possibilities pertaining to the matter but that wasn't his job. His job, self-imposed of course, was to collect information that he could use. <br><br>Then there was the case of Raven. Damian found her to be an anomaly and had been intrigued by her since their coincidental encounter almost a week ago. Information on her was scarce and for some reason or another, Bruce was restrained in revealing what he knew about Raven. That had annoyed Damian to a great extent. It was also admittedly hypocritical since Damian also withheld certain information from his father. Namely, intel concerning the Assassins. Concerning mother.<br><br>Rousing himself out of it, Damian excused himself from Supergirl and wandered over to the table where he poured himself a cup of water. He pondered about the Kryptonians as he downed the cup. There was a tenseness between the Supermen and Zod. Particularly from Kara. That bothered Damian greatly. It was a problem he imposed upon himself to take care of. Amongst many other things. All for the sake of perfecting this motley crew into a true superteam befitting someone like him. <em>A team befitting ME</em><br><br><hr><br>A desire had developed within him to go speak to Raven. She was a person of interest to Damian and not just because of superficial aspects though they certainly played a part. But Damian forcibly suppressed such an irrational urge and steeled himself for an encounter that he was also interested in but not as much so. He could always speak to whoever he wanted later. But at that moment, he wanted to make sure the elephant in the room was not ostracized from a team he'd be risking his life alongside. <br><br>Just from initial expressions, he had constructed an idea of what Lor Zod was like, mostly based on mannerism and appearance with supporting information from Zod's personnel file in the Batcave's database, at least the information available within the database of Batfamily and not Batman's personal, ultra-secret database. He had attempted to hack into Batman's private database before. That had been...a learning experience.<br><br>Finishing his drink, his lips soft and hydrated, Damian walked across the room to Lor Zod. Damian observed the physically terrifying physique of the young male Kryptonian. <em>This dude's pretty big. But I've met humans who are bigger. And who've tried to rip me in half</em><br><br>Damian was quite a tall young man, standing 6 foot and 1 inch. Yet, it was he who was forced to look up the young Zod, even with a bit of distance between them the Kryptonian towered above him. Instead of feeling small, Damian wondered what the big guy thought of him. He smiled. <br><br><strong>"How you doing? I'm Damian Wayne. Or should I say Damian Wayne has arrived? I know not of Kryptonian customs, unfortunately, though I'd love to learn."</strong> Damian gauged the expression on Zod's face. <em>This ma-, no, alien had been a soldier who had participated in the devastation of Metropolis. Does Geneva even apply to an alien?</em> Even with the green crystal within his belt, Damian doubted he could pull it out fast enough if this guy attacked him from this distance. Or even from across the room. His smile curved wider at the thought of being so close to such a dangerous individual. Damian chose right then and there to pose a question he had wanted to ask Lor Zod after reading his file, <strong>"You know, I've always wondered...why were you loosed from Blackgate?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 14:17:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nextews.com/images/54/92/54922a357e640ed3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Zachary Zatara (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029970#msg15029970)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Sleeveless black hoodie, light-blue vintage jeans with tears, and black Chuck Taylors<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 21 August 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Within the hour of 12<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Meeting Chamber, On a Bed that appeared magically some ways from the snack table.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ain't nobody got time for this shit.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zatara, Open<br><br><hr><br><em>Pop!</em> The noise came out of nowhere accompanied by a plume of white smoke. A wooden bed had appeared out of thin air and landed upon the floor away from the snack table with a loud crash. The wooden legs of the bed had broken and lying on his back in a start was a man in a black hoodie. His arms were at his sides, raising at least his shoulders off the mattress. The sleeveless hoodie revealed olive arms covered in intricate tattoos. His hands pushed against the bed, raising himself higher until he was seated on his light-blue denim-covered bum. The hem about his ankles were frayed and a vintage cut was in the knee. Bright, hazel eyes darted from the shadow of his hood about the meeting chamber as his brain processed what had happened.<br><br>As soon as he took note of all the super heroes gathered, especially his Uncle Zatara, the corner of Zach’s lip cocked in amused. “I see what happened now,” he muttered before he tipped his head back in laughter. He then glanced over to his uncle still wearing a smug smile. “You knew I wasn’t gonna show up to this abysmal casting call.”<br><br>Zach’s smile fell from his face as he tilted his head and regarded his uncle carelessly, “You know I can always leave right?”<br><br>As he thought over it further, he wasn’t in the mood to get into a magical showdown with his uncle. Zach flopped back upon his bed and crossed his arms behind his head. His hood cast a shadow over his face above his nose and lips as the ceiling lighting played over more tattoos visible about his neck and collar. He crossed his left leg over his right, resting his calf upon his knee and muttered, “Whatever man. You’re not cutting into my time.”<br><br>He reached a hand into the front pouch pocket of his hoodie and removed his cell phone and headphones. He put the earbuds into his ears as he pulled up the UTube and started watching his recommended list.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 15:36:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.soultracks.com/files/stories/teyana_taylor.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://www.classyin.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/530x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/g/s/gs557b-l.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Starts early in the mornin' and ends 'round about noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From her small 1 bedroom apartment (https://homedesignlover.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/1-one-bed-apartment.jpg) to the Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Come in and see about bein' a hero? Don't mind if I do. | Also, how secret can it actually be if I know about it??<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bounce-Kida Kudz ft Wiley (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7UhUyXEQR8&amp;list=PL3oW2tjiIxvTGeaFXENtMdhdOrbRoM4lj)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN | Damian Wayne<br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong>Before..</strong></div><br><em>'Dang, what the hell is that SOUND??'</em> The thought was there and gone, barely a blip at the bottom of her conscious mind before her hand had lashed out and batted the stupid alarm clock off of the stand next to her bed. It hit the wall with a ridiculously loud CRASH, completely unexpected, you know, seeing as it was JUST an itty bitty alarm clock. That sound, more than the annoying beep and the pain in her fingers, caused her to roll from her bed with a mutter of supreme unhappiness. Dark eyes glared at the old fashioned wind-up clock which seemed to stare balefully up at her from its spot on the floor.<br><br>"Shut it!" <br><br>Five minutes later she was in the bathroom getting ready for the day and fifteen minutes after that, she was dressed for a jog and out the door where running became it's own methodical sort of thing as both dopamine and adrenaline were released into her system in slow, steady amounts. Only then did she allow herself to work through the last few days and wonder just where in the hell her boy had gotten to. He usually told her when something hinky was about to go down and had for time out of mind. Hell, he was the ONLY person she'd ever told about her belt. He'd helped her fix it so why hadn't she heard from him?<br><br><em>'Boy, Ima beat the brakes off you when I see you!'</em> The thought drew a grin to full lips. She wasn't beating a damned thing, not unless she could shut him down before he started up! <em>'Static, for real. Damn. He better call me!'</em><br><br>Meanwhile, in the realm of the super people, there had been an idea to form a younger Justice thing and the call had gone out for volunteers. She had debated the idea of joining. After all, she wasn't a meta-human nor did she have a dizzying array of powers, gadgets, gizmos or money. All she had was her willingness to kick someone one until they stopped moving and the power of her belt. It worked in the small out of the way places she liked to protect, hell it worked on NYC when she swung through on her way to (or from) DC or Baltimore...but this thing would be the big leagues!<br><br>Obviously, she had talked herself into it.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Now...</strong></div><br>She had decided the quickest mode of transportation would be to fly. NO, she didn't have a cool cape or any of that mess; no beautiful tresses which somehow never managed to be damaged by the prevailing headwinds. What she had was...her belt and enough proficiency to store and collect the energy she needed to get from her small place in upstate New York to Happy Harbor. So, that was what she did...and somehow, by the grace of God and the good man Jesus, she managed to avoid showing up on CPT. It <strong>was</strong> just before noon, after all.<br><br>After she ran slim fingers through her disheveled hair and glanced down to be sure she was still properly covered, the diminutive young woman made her way inside.&nbsp; Dark eyes assessed everyone in the room equally, skipping over the late and greats as they had never had an actual bearing on HER life. She never saw THEM running around Paris Island tryin' to save the good people that were caught in a bad way. <br><br>Did she sound bitter? She was. Still, she had a chance now, a real chance to help more people. Best to mind her manners, right? With that, she sauntered forward and spoke to the very first person who looked like he needed some entertaining.&nbsp; A quick grin presaged her opening gambit. <br><br>"So...I thought y'all could use a lil more color. I'm Raquel...but you can call me Rocket."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 15:39:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Meeting them all, a little embarrassed by Aquaman<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Supergirl, Redbird, Aquaman <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Raven, Lor Zod, Zachary Zatara<br><hr> <em>“Uh… What happened to you?”</em><br><br>Mari turned to her as she reached both hands above her head to gather her artificially colored hair between two fists and proceeded to wring the strands together, squeezing the excess water from them and onto the floor at her feet. She looked unperturbed at her condition. She had been working, no shame in that. “I intercepted an illegal whaling ship off the coast of Iceland.” She explained. Her voice was a bit raspy, but her words came out just fine. “I got the marine call from Aquaman. I’ve been on radio silence for over three days, I have no idea what’s happened....if anything at all....”<br><br>When she walked in, Supergirl had been shaking hands with a man in a massive armored suit, but his helmet had been removed. He then approached her and called her by every name she was known as, and it made Mari frown in confusion. “Yeah......and who the hell are you?” She didn’t like being at an intellectual disadvantage, and such a disadvantage it was. This man seemed to have a wealth of information already, but at the mention of the creation of a new team, a shapely right brow arched as her eyes swept over towards the main powerful team. Her hands went to her hips in a moderately judgmental stance. “What are they, getting too <em>old</em> or something?”<br><br>The new girl in the dark hooded outfit entered silently, being greeted extremely warmly by Superman before she introduced herself as Raven. Then, another extremely large....<em>thing</em> walked in and Vixen had to shake her head at the sudden tension that was in the room between him and the Super family. Well, more on El’ side than Zod’s, as the giant so helpfully introduced himself as. Lor Zod didn’t look like he was particularly pressed by their presence, Supergirl, however, wore her rage on her sleeve. It was clear the cute blonde wanted to pommel that beast where he stood. Mari moved to walk towards the group when suddenly her name was called from the Atlantean King himself. Spinning her head in his direction, she took the remaining steps to meet him in the middle as he approached, her head nodded in a bow respectfully at his station and his congratulations on her most recent work. The fist that connected with her upper arm was not seen and thusly she had not braced for it. The impact was so hard from the massive man it made her upper body sway softly to the right, her golden eyes raising to his with little amusement. <br><br><em>“Ow.”</em> She said simply, the single blunt syllable escaping her voice as she raised her hand to rub at the assaulted section. Mari listened to Aquaman’s words which coincided with Damien’s from earlier. She wasn’t sure how she felt about this, about working with people she knew very little about, or had never met. The conflict between the Kryptonians was just......<em>bad</em>. You had random knew people spinning through portals unexpectedly; they seemed to be a band of misfits with immense powers and their “parents” were taking a step back. And “parents” they were, especially when they did things like call them “<em>kiddo</em>”.<br><br>Mari grimaced at the name with an <em>ewwwww</em> expression scrunching up her face, especially when he elbowed her playfully. She felt like the awkward daughter that didn’t want to be seen with her parent dropping her off at middle school in front of her friends. Made even worse when they yelled “<em>love you, have a good day</em>” from the car window. <br><br><em><strong>“Look around. More aliens, Bat-junior . . . not exactly our types.”</strong></em><br><br>Vixen knew exactly what he meant; their powers stemmed from the planet, and what lived on it. There was an immense amount of respect and love towards the earth and creation, and these people....well, some of them weren’t even <em>from</em> here. How could they be trusted to respect and protect Earth when they had no emotional connection to it? And the Bat family? <em>Please</em>. All they cared about was wealth, their factories and businesses and private jets adding to the environmental problem. She nodded in agreement and opened her mouth to speak when an entire bed magically appeared in the center of the room, actually making her jump in alert before she realized it was that Zatara punk. Apparently his powerful uncle had carted his MXDV-wearing ass here through some trick and he remained brooding over there in the corner. God, Vixen wanted to wrap around him and squeeze like an boa constrictor, just crush him until he was breathless....<br><br><em>Wait. That thought didn’t translate quite right. </em><br><br>“The disrespect is real.” She muttered to Aquaman with her eyes still on Zachary as he put his earbuds in. She watched him for a few moments before turning away to sweep across the gathering crowd. “I don’t think this is a good idea, but I hope you guys know what you’re doing.”<br><br>I mean, if it’s <em>anyone</em> who can get this band of extremely differing, crazy misfits to work together....it would be the <em>original</em> extremely differing, crazy misfits that called the meeting in the first place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 15:48:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Uniform<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 8-21 | 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> S.T.A.R. Labs[New York Branch] Roof &gt; Mt. Justice<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mad Science, Stylish entrances, a hint of fanboyism<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open, Rocket</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br>Virgil had been elbow deep in a pulsar generator when he got the invite. He almost squealed like a schoolgirl...<em>almost</em>. He didn't though, and instead kept his composure before sending a confirmation response and going about preparing himself. He'd even wrote out a huge text to Raquel, but ended up not sending it because he wanted to surprise her with his League communicator...or a JL belt buckle or, well whatever it was they gave new members. And now that today was the day, he was on the roof with a contraption that looked like a railgun that could fit a human. Well, it essentially was that. The good thing about having 100% access to S.T.A.R. Labs tech was that you got to cook up fun little side-projects like this one. <br><br>At the moment it was highly specialized and only someone with a heightened bio-electrical current and say, a metallic device to launch from the railgun, could use it. But when fully completed, it could be a new form of transportation that got people across the country, or even continents at an exponentially faster speed than conventional planes or buses or trains. But until then, Static was going to use it to rocket himself from New York to Rhode Island in moments. As usual, any and all recording devices were turned off in the name of confidentiality, which gave Virgil no issues with wearing his uniform on the roof as he worked. <br><br>When everything was done, he charged up his saucer and got onto the launch pad. After setting in the coordinates, the pad altered it's position and firing mechanism. It beeped when everything was ready, so Virgil pulled his hoodie down tight, made sure his shades were sealed in the cowl, bent his knees...then he flooded it with electricity. The prototype whirred to life, then initiated a 5 count. When it got to 1, it glowed brightly and then fired, shooting Static off into the sky so fast he broke the sound barrier. <br><br>A static field protected him, but he still felt the G-Forces as he tore through the atmosphere down the coast toward Rhode Island. The three hour and some change flight was cut down to a few minutes at most, and at the right distance and elevation, his momentum started to fade. This gave him maneuverability back and let him bank hard to his left and then straight down. He chose the coast side entrance, and hovered into the mountain with hands tucked in his pockets, upside down, slowly spinning to take everything in before coming into the meeting room with everyone. When he stopped, he easily flipped over so he was right side up, then nodded to everyone. <br><br>"Static is in the buildin', woot woot!. Its' good to meet everybody. But uhhh, if we're all supposed to talk in third-person, that's gonna take me a while; slang does <em>not</em> translate well that way," he said as he looked at the simply massive Kryptonian who probably had the power of arrogance vision or something. Aside from the giant, he saw Damian Wayne, a girl in all purple named Raven, Supergirl, and Vixen. There were also a bunch of Leaguers here, and he had to calm himself so he didn't let out a very undignified squee at seeing them all in one place and actually <em>working</em> with them. On his final spin, he saw a guy on a bed, and...<em>"Raquel?</em>" His face lit up when he saw his best female friend in the whole world, and he hovered over to her only to casually step off of his saucer and wrap her in a hug. "You're here?! Hahaha wassup! I didn't know you'd even be with the whole team thing, I was gonna tell you after it was official, but here you are."&nbsp; </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 16:55:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Interested<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Raquel Irvine, Static Open<br><br><hr><br>His peripheral noticing an approaching individual, Damian turned to come face to face with an African-American shortie, her grin infectious.<br><br><strong>"Pleasure to meet you. My name's Damian."</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>Pressing his thumb to his chin in an exaggerated gesture of worry, he said <strong>"Hmm, I do need some more 'color', don't I?"</strong> He then grinned in kind and responded flirtatiously, <strong>"How fortunate it is then that I prefer chocolate with curves."</strong><br><br>Suddenly, an overenthusiastic superhero pounced from a hovering saucer to wrap the petite woman he'd only just met in his arms. <br><br><strong>"Oh!"</strong> Damian chuckled, surprised at the unexpected intrusion, <strong>"And is this your boyfriend?"</strong>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 17:26:02</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.martialtribes.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/thumbnail_white3-300x169.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Augustus C. Freeman Jr. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg150317792)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/Icon-3.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+ (No CPT)<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Farm to --&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> (Not sure where I fit in...these people are cray cray!)<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Let's Go - Trick Daddy (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN[/b] | (Should've mentioned everybody: Whew&nbsp; -&nbsp; Next post will not be as long...promise)<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Yeah, it was simply what it was. He knew It was coming. He made it a point to shower when he got in. He was sure his mom would have noticed the minute details of glass dust on him. She was weird like that! You would have thought she was the one with superpowers. It must be something they teach in Mom 101. <br><br>They lived on a farm but they didn’t have one…not really. He had convinced them to have a small wind farm on about ten acres of land and to set up cell towers on them. So he was smart and knew how to at least make his own money. In truth, this was primarily just his place to get out and practice his powers without being discovered but that seemed to NOT work out for him.<em> ‘Go figure!’</em><br><br>He went inside and had breakfast and she looked at him with that evil glare. She said nothing.<br><br>&nbsp;Neither did he. She looked. He looked back. When she saw he wasn’t going to crack she grabbed the paper. <strong>“Roundabout 1:30 am Resident Hero ‘Icon’.”</strong> She glared at him. <strong>“Foiled an arm bank robbery…It says some other stuff but Augustus Carter Freeman Jr. If I have to tell you one more time to be careful! You are not…”</strong><br><strong>"Bulletproof?”</strong><br><strong>“No!”</strong><br><strong>“Indestructible?”</strong><br><strong>“NO!”</strong><br><strong>“Invincible?”</strong><br><strong>“HELL NO BOY and if you interrupt me one mo’ gin so help me…You will not get another peach cobbler for a damned year.” </strong> His mother said.<br><br>Gus said not one more damned word.<br><br><strong>“You are not Immortal! There will be people out there that will and can find your weakness if someone can bring down Superman, what chance do you have? You are my baby in every single way but blood…I don’t’ care how indestructible you are or you believe yourself to be. No one is unbeatable son. Now eat yo damned pancakes and go meet your superfriends. Chaucey and Carrie are at school. Don’t forget their autographs.”</strong><br><br>Gus rolled his eyes. He was on his second stack of pancakes now.<br><br><strong>“And Gus they aren’t as bad as you think. Everyone deserves a chance and for the love of God don’t call Superman, White Jesus please!”</strong> She breathed her frustration. It was his father’s idea to send him to Morehouse and that was after reading Malcolm X. He was scared he was going to call someone ofay before the day was over. People were people, it didn’t matter where they lived or moved, ignorance came in all shapes and colors. She was sure he was going to have a hard time, fitting in if he attitude didn’t change.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“And Dad?”</strong> He asked he and his father had gotten along until he decided against going back to Georgia Tech and wanted to go transfer to Morehouse or Atlanta A&amp;T.<br><br><strong>“He left you something over there, he had to get to the office early.”</strong><br><br>&nbsp;They had words but his father thought the name on the diploma would be better coming from a better school. Open more doors in the world.&nbsp; But today…today his father was nowhere to be found, but he did leave a note. There was a reservation for a car rental outside of happy harbor. <br><br><em>‘Not like today was important anyway.’</em> He said sour grapes oozing from him, he kept the note in his pocket, he would look at it later.<br><br><strong>“Dish duty for you boyo. I gotta go and remember no…”</strong><br><br><strong>“Opie!”</strong><br><br><strong>“No Cracker either. You can’t accuse everyone of being racists before you meet them! You gotta give people a chance.”</strong><br><br><strong>“Chance to stab you in the back..”</strong><br><strong> “What was that?”</strong><br><br><strong>“Dish duty love you, mom.”</strong> He moved quickly around the kitchen as she walked out with her purse and car keys. Once she was gone he cleaned the kitchen, the living room most of the house save their bedrooms. He packed up his duffle bag with real people clothes and took off in his Icon costume. Straight up into the air, he was in the upper atmosphere before heading northeast to main.<em> ‘Damn you gotta love flying!’</em> He was going like a bullet he stayed low cause…you know the bag wasn’t fireproof. But he reached Maine fairly quickly, Happy Harbor was easy enough to find. He moved or touched down in an area,&nbsp; he decided to go the car. He was sure they didn’t care much about Gus…the wanted Icon so that is how he would arrive.<br><br>Upon reaching the tower it didn’t look like a Secret HQ, but his place was out in the open, small shed connected to a barn. But it was hidden in a mountain so what did he know. He moved to the doorway to hopefully go inside. He really didn’t know what to expect.<br><br>He walked into the place as the doors opened for him. He now had his costume on beneath is clothes. He couldn’t help but be impressed by the gathering here. His eyes looked around falling on the people her, there was the blonde pretty in the superman costume.<em> ‘Supergirl?!?’ </em>&nbsp; Another guy talking to her.&nbsp; Robin? No Redbird from the reports. He kept up on most supers. It was kind of his thing, <em> ‘Know your enemy.’ </em>&nbsp; <br>Not that he considered them all enemies, but…<em>’ we didn’t land on Plymouth Rock, Plymouth Rock landed on us!’</em> He looked at the light-skinned woman there she was pretty, nice catsuit. He noticed the necklace that stood out to him. <em>‘Nice piece of jewelry she looks fierce.’</em> This was a collection of who’s who in the superhero world. Would be deities were in this room and strangely enough, they wanted him to join??<br><br>He could hear the conversation but didn’t move over just yet. He was in shock when the Batman clone took off his helmet? <em>‘Holy hell, that is Damien Wayne…Billionaire playboy’s son? Guess those playboy days finally caught up with him. He is Redbird? How is that?!?’ </em>He looked at then, the amber hottie was called Vixen, Mari McCabe from the sound of it. The Supergirl chick was Kara. He continued to stay in the background not sure what to think of all of this. He really felt like he was…kind of the token outsider here. All of these powerful peeps, what the hell did they need him for. But since he was here he would listen to their spiel at least. He should go to the food table and try something, surely they weren’t trying to poison or drug him. He closed his eyes behind his mask and breathed. <em>‘Everyone is not out to get you…. Everyone is not out to get you….Thank Mom.’</em> <br><br>He wasn’t trying to think that but telling him that as she was leaving didn’t help. Sure she was trying to put things in perspective but he still needed to find his way around here.<br><br>Then he heard it, it wasn’t loud but it was intentionally forceful.<br><br><strong><em>“Lor Zod has arrived.” </em></strong><br><br><br>Gus frowned. <em>‘Did this ninja just say Lord Zod has arrived?!? Oh hell naw I am out! Ain’t nobody my damned Lord!’ </em> He thought as he was fully in the room now almost touching the food table but now too far from the door to not be noticed leaving. <br><br>He turned to spot the girl in the purple cape and hood. <em>‘Ok needs a damned tan!’</em><br><br>Ok so he wasn’t fond of white people but even he couldn’t help but to stand in awe as Superman hugged the one called Kara…they were family. <em>‘Damn how cool is that…I guess but wasn’t as sure before now. ‘</em> His own siblings were jealous but he was able to not making them feel so powerless against them but toning his down and doing normal things with them.<br><br>He looked at Aquaman interact with Vixen and found himself smirking.<em> ‘Ok, a really cool white dude…no…atlantean…doesn’t count…do they have black people there?’ </em>He quickly shook the thought off.&nbsp; He did catch himself looking over Vixen and couldn't help but to admire....the suit...yeah that is what he was admiring.&nbsp; Thinking about the way he was looking at her, feeling his mother smack him in the back of the head already.<br><br>He could hear most of the conversations, but he focused on the groups.<br><br>He overheard Damien asked why<em> ‘Lord Zod’</em> was released from Blackgate. <em>‘His lordship was in prison…good for him. Under the circumstances, it probably wasn’t long enough considering his first retort was ‘Lord Zod has arrived.’</em><br><br>The smoke happened and Gus looked and there was a bed by the snack table. <em>‘Guess I won’t be getting any snacks today as he moved back now.’ </em> The dude seemed none the worse for wear at the broken bed, but then he pulled out his phone and headphones and just stretched the hell out?!? <em>‘Oh wow?!?’ His eyes relaxed as he shook his head.<br><br>When she came in he couldn’t help but notice her. <em>‘Damn…be still my heart. She is PHAT!!!’ </em> He looked at her. &nbsp;‘Raquel…the name of my future wife!’ </em> He teased himself as but he looked around with a bit of focus. It might not be too bad here.<br><br>Then he came in. He was aware of Static. He had seen some of his exploits. Smart lightning powers primarily but given what they described about him it was more EM abilities so he could very well be pretty powerful. <br><br><em>‘Damn did everyone have to announce their arrival and he missed the memo? Hmm seems laughing boy knew the hottie. Go figure.’ </em><br><br>He shrugged only to move to at least get something to drink. Seems <em>‘Heir Wayne’</em> had a penchant for chocolate as well. <em> ‘But of course, he did!!! Look at her who wouldn’t.’</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 18:17:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.girlswithmuscle.com/images/full/52686.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Morning til noon....<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Her father's house to Super Secret Hero Hideaway...in Rhode Island...<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Dad being Dad | Jen being annoyed | Thank fuck Vix is here!! | Aww, the protege' is too...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Drop the World-Lil Wayne ft Eminem (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btiK4aXrK20)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open | Vixen | (m) Static<br><br><hr><br><div align="center">It hurts, but I never show<br>This pain you'll never know<br>If only you could see just how lonely and how cold</div><br><hr><br>"Dad, come ON! You begged them to take Virgil. You talked him up like he was the second coming of the Lord or something yet you want me to stay here? Trapped in this place to do what? Be the good girl, your knock off? How in the hell is that fair? In what damned world does that make sense? You are a good man and you raised children who want to BE like you! How you gonna stand there and tell me I shouldn't want this!!"<br><br>She wasn't crying. No. She was livid and the blurred vision came from that and nothing else. Only that. Okay, so maybe she WAS crying but didn't he see just how dumb he sounded?&nbsp; She wanted to use her powers in ways that would have the biggest impact, would do the most good! Hanging with the young ones had worked for a time, she'd gained control, hadn't she? But this? Wanting her to stay where she was instead of moving up and expanding what she could do, where she could go? No. Hell no.<br><br>Of course, he had tried to explain his point of view using that damned "daddy knows best" tone that she freakin' hated.&nbsp; There was the usual load of ridiculousness that started with "Jennifer, you don't understand how... and continued with "It's too dangerous..." and finished with "I said no!" in a low roar that made the entire livingroom quake.<br><br>Her response to that had been a glare and a rasp of words. "I was invited and I am going. I am not a child and your NO means nothing." With that, Jen had slipped from the living room and slammed the door on her way out. <em>'To hell with him...'</em><br><br><hr><br><div align="center">Better be careful when you bring my name up<br>Fuck this fame, that ain't what I came to claim<br>But the game ain't gonna be the same on the day that I leave it</div><br><hr><br>Now, it was just before noon and she still looked the same as when she left, the joys of pulling from the electrical charges around one, she supposed. With a small sigh, she locked her eyes to the front door and stepped inside, only to be greeted by the largest crowd of people any damned where! <em>'I should have stayed home, I should have stayed home, I should have stayed home!!'</em> Her dark eyes judged, assessed and moved on as she noted the myriad folk gathered together. Some chatted lightly, others looked about as odd as she felt...<br><br>But then she saw HIM. 'I can't even today...' The man responsible for the argument, the smart as hell, baby faced fucker. She watched him as he hovered beside a small woman and a handsome man before her gaze was caught by...<br><br>"Mari!!" Without thought, she stepped past people with small murmurs of excuse me and so sorry before she finally ended up beside the woman who was everything a woman SHOULD be: beautiful, confident, strong. It would be lovely if some of that rubbed off on her! "How's you, baby boo!?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 18:48:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.soultracks.com/files/stories/teyana_taylor.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://www.classyin.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/530x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/g/s/gs557b-l.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Starts early in the mornin' and ends 'round about noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> From her small 1 bedroom apartment (https://homedesignlover.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/1-one-bed-apartment.jpg) to the Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Flirtations abound | Must smack the bestie<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bounce-Kida Kudz ft Wiley (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7UhUyXEQR8&amp;list=PL3oW2tjiIxvTGeaFXENtMdhdOrbRoM4lj)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN | Damian Wayne | Virgil | (m) Augustus <br><br><hr><br><strong>"Hmm, I do need some more 'color', don't I? How fortunate it is then that I prefer chocolate with curves."</strong><br><br>The laughter which trickled from her mouth did not belie the hint of a blush on rounded cheeks or the way her eyes sparkled gleefully. Without giving it a thought, she leaned in and whispered, "Baby boy, I promise you I'd be all the chocolate you'd need...for days. You'd end up with a tummy ache!" Her grin widened even as she settled back on her heels ONLY to be startled by the sound of her best friend's voice.<br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">"You're here?! Hahaha wassup! I didn't know you'd even be with the whole team thing, I was gonna tell you after it was official, but here you are." </span><br><br>With not even a thought to how it might appear to others, Raquel turned and punched him in his shoulder all while balefully glaring up at him. "I hate when you do that!! You know I get worried when I don't hear from you for a few days..."<br><br>Suddenly Damian's words registered and she turned back to flash him a teasing smile, her husky contralto picking a flirtatious edge. "Pretty boy ain't my man, he's my best friend! Why? You wanna fill out an application?" She shifted to settle herself between the two young men and offered up the introductions. "Virgil, this handsome man is Damian Wayne." She paused, cocked her head and tried to find a better way to introduce one of the few men that made some sort of sense to her. Finally, she grinned and spoke. "And Damian, this chocolate colored brain on two legs is my best friend, Virgil Hawkins."<br><br>For a moment, her attention was drawn away from the small group she'd suddenly found herself part of, only to land upon a tall, dark, handsome man who looked about as out of place as she sometimes felt. <em>'Who is HE?'</em>&nbsp; She wasn't gonna ask that out loud, not until she was alone with her boy. She knew damned well he had the scoop on everyone...he wouldn't have shown until he had as much information as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>22-08-2019, 20:49:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Introspection, Conversation<br><strong>TAGGING]:</strong>&nbsp; Open/Everyone<br><br><hr><br><br>Kara watched the as the other heroes continued to arrived and Damian greeted them, even flirting with some of them - not that she knew much about flirting. Perhaps it was an Earth custom to hint at physical attraction or compliment members of the opposite sex in such a casual fashion?<br><br>With her mood ruined by the arrival - expected, as it appeared - of the son of villain Dru-Zod, she discreetly retreated to a corner of the meeting room and simply waited for the meeting to officially begin. A few of the new arrivals actually seemed to know each other beforehand. "Figures", Kara thought, as she stood there on her own. <br><br>She had the impulse to go stand by her cousin, the only person here she really was familiar with, but she didn't think it would be appropriate as he was there as a founding member of the Justice League, not as her cousin, so she contented herself to watch, taking in as much of the social cues and customs as she could. <br><br>She did let out a slight chuckle when Zatara appeared in the room along with his bed.&nbsp; A trick of his uncle, she gathered. She had very little experience with magic - it was not something the Kryptonians practiced, or if they did, it had been forgotten long before her time. The people of Krypton were men and women of science - particularly the members of the House of El - and magic was the antithesis of science.<br><br>Of course, she reasoned, any feat of science or technology would appear supernatural to an observer who isn't familiar with it. Perhaps that's all magic is - the manipulation of matter and energy in a manner that is unfamiliar to her.<br><br>Tired of sulking, she took a deep breath and walk to the group of young heroes who had gathered together to introduce herself. She approached them with a wave and a half-hearted smile.<br><br>"Hello! I'm Kara. Or Supergirl. Nice to meet you all."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 01:40:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Wary, Intrigued <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Raquel, Static<br><br><hr><br><strong>"Mmm, I'll take you up on that promise...."</strong> Damian leaned down so close to Raquel his lips almost graced hers, his eyes gazing into hers, <strong>"Baby girl."</strong><br><br>When Static arrived and embraced Rocket, Damian almost felt a veneer of disappointment. Almost. If he had been her boyfriend then Damian simply would have to work a bit more for the petite woman in front of him. But, turns out Static was in the friendzone.<br><br>He nodded at Static, <strong>Virgil Hawkins. Aka Static. Good to meet you.</strong> Gesturing to Raquel, he said, <strong>You're best friend is a real gem, ain't she?</strong><br><br>He stepped closer and placed a firm hand on Raquel's waist. <br><br><strong>"Got both the curves and the sparkle."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 02:12:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Uniform<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 8-21 | 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> S.T.A.R. Labs[New York Branch] Roof &gt; Mt. Justice<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Still some fanboy, but mostly whelmed<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open, Rocket, Damian</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">"Oooooow," he bemoaned with no emotion at all as she slugged him right in his shoulder. Despite his wiry build, Virgil was pretty tough and strong; the lightning coursing through his veins was basically supercharging his body, so he was a lot more awesome than he looked. "And you know I don't ever mean it. But I was gettin' ready for this thing, and I had some projects back at S.T.A.R. Labs. I get scatterbrained sometimes, okay. It's not easy bein' a twenty-one-year-old superhero scientist...with a <em>job</em>." <br><br>A honey blond eyebrow raised after Virgil swiveled to look at Damian when Wayne Jr. asked if he and Raquel were a thing. Then he snickered and shook his head no while she explained their relationship, even introducing them. "Good to meet you too. It's weird I'm only seeing you now. I made a few toys for Batman sometime back. We had an adventure or two back in Dakota. Your dad is <em>intense</em>. But yeah, man. You got no worries from me. As fine as this chocolate drop is," he gestured to Raquel with a quick up and down, "we grew up from kindergarten so she's more like a sister than anything. <br><br>Just a word of warning. You act up and she'll show you just how creative she can get with that Intertia Belt...and that's not innuendo. She'll change your life, my dude." He was dead serious. Raquel was a lovely person, but she made him understand why there was no fury like a woman scorned. She was one of the reasons the bullies had backed off him in the past. He watched Damian live dangerously and slide a hand onto her hip. <br><br>"Curves, sparkle, shimmy shimmy ya. Hope you can keep up with her, <em>Boy Wonder</em>," he teased. And as the spacing between himself, Raquel and Damian was getting awkward while those two flirted their faces off, Virgil called his saucer to himself and dropped, falling onto the makeshift chair the discs comprising it reconfigured into, then hovered backward to leave them to it.&nbsp; The new Kryptonian on the block...well the <em>other</em> new Krytponian on the block introduced herself, and Static waved. "Good to meet you, Kara. If you're anything like big blue, then our jobs just got a whole lot easier. We can let you and the big guy over there bulldoze everything and say we helped," he said with a light-hearted laugh.</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 02:36:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Wary, Intrigued <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Raquel, Static<br><br><hr><br>Damian winked at Virgil, <strong>"Dangerous women are always worth chasing, brother.</strong><br><br>Damian came to realize that Raquel and Virgil were truly BFFs with a history between them. And it seemed Virgil really loved her. He mentally took note of that information, knowing it'd be a nice addition to his files on them. <br><br>But for the meantime, he'd indulge in some dangerous cream chocolate. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 02:56:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.soultracks.com/files/stories/teyana_taylor.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://www.classyin.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/530x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/g/s/gs557b-l.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 'round about noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor[/glow]<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Flirtations abound <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bounce-Kida Kudz ft Wiley (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7UhUyXEQR8&amp;list=PL3oW2tjiIxvTGeaFXENtMdhdOrbRoM4lj)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN | Damian Wayne | Virgil <br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">"And you know I don't ever mean it. But I was gettin' ready for this thing, and I had some projects back at S.T.A.R. Labs. I get scatterbrained sometimes, okay. It's not easy bein' a twenty-one-year-old superhero scientist...with a <em>job</em>." </span><br><br>One dark eyebrow arched even as she elbowed him in the solar plexus. "It's always an excuse but let me not answer the damned phone when you call...or forget to check in with you and you are straight buggin'!" A completely fake pout overtook gamine features only to be startled away by a smooth tenor.<br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"Mmm, I'll take you up on that promise, baby girl."</span> <br><br>Oh, Mistah Man was a smooth taker. Musta been down with the brown from waaaaay back. The idea of it put a grin on her face even as she turned toward her brother from another mother...well you know. Still, she did pay attention as the two did that man thing. Well, she thought it was a man thing, like whipping out their dicks to see who had the biggest one. Wait? Did men do that? Shoot. She'd have to ask somebody.<br><br>Of course, she felt Virgil when he left but she was still standing there staring at the pretty boy with the wicked grin. One small hand rose to tap at his chest. <em>'Hm...niiice.'</em> With a wink she leaned just a bit closer, dark eyes meeting his gaze with something akin to glee. "I'm not dangerous, Baby Boy. I'm pure as the driven snow. Fill out the application if you wanna know more." She paused and caught her full bottom lip between sharp white teeth. "Do you know when they gonna get this thing started, handsome?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 03:31:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Having fun<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Raquel<br><br><hr><br>Glancing up at the big boy supers from the Justice League, Damian quickly ran through his head the selected heroes for the Young Justice program. There were still faces missing. He recalled Geoforce being sent to persuade Huntress to come. That was an amusing thought for Damian who knew just how much of a stubborn girl Huntress was. <br><br><em>But if anybody's capable of the job, it's gotta be Brion</em> he thought. <em>Hmm, I just hope he comes back without a bruise</em><br><br>Looking back at Rocket, Damian said, <strong>"We're still expecting some. Not that I hope they'll arrive soon because...</strong><br><br>He put another hand on her waist and pressed Rocket to his body. <br><br><strong>"I'm enjoying a certain girl too much to let go."</strong><br><br>Damian quickly held Raquel's small hand and with his own and gently pulled it to his lips.<br><br><strong>"This is how a Wayne greets a lady."</strong> Damian whispered before he closed his eyes and slowly pressed his lips on Raquel's hand. He kept them there for a couple seconds before pulling away reluctantly. Damian smacked his lips together then grinned, his face glowing.<br><br><strong>"Mmm...your application? I'll fill it out tonight."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 03:33:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying her best<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Damian, Raquel, Static, open<br><br><hr><br>Raven would give Superman a respectful nod and step away, the man seemingly distracted for the moment with his... staring.&nbsp; She wasn't certain who to approach, or if she should approach anyone at all.&nbsp; There had to be a reason they were all being gathered together like this, and if she was going to find out then she would have to speak to the others.&nbsp; After taking a moment to digest the fact a bed just appeared out of the air, magic for certain, with its occupant looking rather grumpy, the mage started over towards the others.&nbsp; She glanced over to the one that called himself Lor Zod, then over at the new magic user, then finally to where most of the others had gathered.&nbsp; Arrogant confidence versus arrogant indifference... yes, the group seemed easier to talk to.<br><br>"Hello," Raven greeted them, wondering why they were all standing so close to each other.&nbsp; "Damian," she greeted the young man before looking to the others with him once more.&nbsp; "My name is Raven.&nbsp; Can any of you tell me what's going on or do I need to go bother the less gregarious members of this gathering?"&nbsp; They seemed less social than she was, and that took effort, so she'd rather not.&nbsp; Also, she really hoped Damian didn't get as... friendly with her as he was with the dark skinned woman.&nbsp; She didn't do touching.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 04:57:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.martialtribes.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/thumbnail_white3-300x169.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Augustus C. Freeman Jr. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg150317792)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/Icon-3.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+ (No CPT)<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Farm to --&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> (Not sure where I fit in...these people are cray cray!)<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Let's Go - Trick Daddy (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN[/b] | (Should've mentioned everybody: Whew&nbsp; -&nbsp; Next post will not be as long...promise)<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Gus watched how things played out.&nbsp;It was almost funny but seems Wayne Jr. followed in his father’s playboy steps.&nbsp;He smirked go figure, handsome white dude and more money than God!’&nbsp;He thought only to shrug to himself.&nbsp;‘No need to stand over here.&nbsp;Hell if Superman Barbie can interact surely I can.’<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He shook his head as he started to move forward, <em>'Don't they understand the rules.&nbsp;Brooding is done from afar.&nbsp;You can't brood up close, it ruins the brood. Ahhhhhhh.'</em><br><br>&nbsp;Seems baby boy wonder was laying it on thick.&nbsp;He would introduce himself and get out of the way.&nbsp;At least his wallflowerness would be over.&nbsp;<em>‘One day I will be so bold.&nbsp; Relax man, damn you can catch a jumbo jet, the chances of them having a rope to string you up with are slim to none.&nbsp;They are people….people.&nbsp;Relax, focus, modulate and speak.&nbsp;Treat them like regular citizens back home.&nbsp;Now breathe….’</em>&nbsp;He started from the first and shook hands with everyone, friendly not bone crush.&nbsp;<strong>“Hi.&nbsp;I am Icon…You can call me Augustus or Gus…at least all my friends do or at least they would if I had any friends.&nbsp;Nice to meet ya’ll.”&nbsp;</strong>He said as his voice came out like cold molasses, now he did his best to start breathing again.<br><br><strong>“Damien, Kara, Virgil...Static right?&nbsp;Dakota city..”</strong>&nbsp;He smirked as Damien put his hand around Raquel’s waist, he chuckled to himself and waved to…<strong> “..Rocket…also Dakota City??&nbsp;Nice to meet you lovely smile by the way.”&nbsp;</strong>He said and continued moving since Lil boy red was all over her, seems she was spoken for already.<br><br><strong>“Hello Raven, Gus a pleasure to meet you.&nbsp;I would give you the play by play but if you are as observant as you seem you will pick up on things pretty quickly.”</strong>&nbsp;He smiled but continued moving unless stopped.<br><br><em>‘Wow, so I am not the token black guy after all and the ladies here are more than exceptional.’</em>&nbsp;He moved over to the one called Jennifer.<strong>&nbsp;“Nice to meet you Jennifer and I am glad you didn’t stay home.&nbsp;I felt the same way honestly, it took a last-minute push out of the nest from my mom to get me to come.”</strong>&nbsp;He said his voice still pretty deep.&nbsp;He recognized she didn’t seem to like Virgil that much.<br><br><strong>&nbsp;“Hello Vixen is it?&nbsp;Nice to meet you, great animal work. I have to say, I am a fan.”</strong>&nbsp;He smiled briefly it lit up his face a bit, but he still felt awkward as hell but did his best to stand there in the moment.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 05:01:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c0/01/24/c00124ca07dec2655b19248e9daef3ea.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jason Rusch (half of Firestorm)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As per picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noonish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br>MOOD MUSIC:[/b] Kiss From A Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKsBmiDuSC4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Flying around Happy Harbor to get a feel for their new home Justin and Ronnie wondered if they should live in the base or get a house. After some quick consensus it was just easier to rent a house with Brion. Well Brion would just buy a big house and they'd get rooms. Living inside the base just seemed like they were either going to be at work or on the superhero clock. Landing near the entrance he walked in towards the door and entered the freaking superhero secret mountain base. <br><br>He had heard the conspiracy nuts go on about these things in the coffee houses. Batman had the most stories of course because he just sort of showed up out of nowhere and had all the gadgets. He walked in to take a look at everyone. There were a lot of big names here. <br><br>Deciding that since either one of them could be in charge of the Firestorm body and currently it was Jason, they should split apart into their human identities so everyone could talk to them and get the questions out of the way. Where the fuck was Brion, he always had a way of just making some speech and everyone else was at ease. <br><br>Splitting into his component elements Jason and Ronnie stood beside each other. "How about we just work the room and find some fun conversations?" <br><br>Walking over to Vixen and Jennifer he smiles. "<strong>Hi, I'm Firestorm or you can just call me Jason.</strong>" he introduces himself to the gathering they have around them.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/arrow/images/1/10/Robbie_Amell.png/revision/latest?cb=20140711073743)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Ronnie Raymond (half of Firestorm)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> As per picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noonish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> General level of content. Drama/Conversation/Humor/Smut/Hanky Panky/Masculine Celebration of Testosterone-Fueled Melodies<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Kiss From A Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKsBmiDuSC4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Any characters and potential NPC's being referenced or directly spoken with in this post.<br><br><hr><br>Ronnie nodded. "Deal." <br><br>The first thing he does is walk by Icon and sigh. Looking over his shoulder at the stage&nbsp; "Look, no matter what Batman says. I'm not going to do that." he tells the ripped superhero. "I'm Ronnie and Firestorm at times." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 05:40:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor (House of Zod)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:20 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Lor sees fit to respond to Damian, scopes out Icon's DNA, and moves to chill with Zachary Zatara<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Damian Wayne, The Icon, Zachary Zatara<br><br><hr><br>Lor met Superman's attempt at a greeting with the stony silence that it deserved. It was only a moment's aggravation, and soon the Son of Jor El was greeting the pale young woman with the aura of magic. He did not fail to notice the Supergirl's agitation, and it caused an iota of amusement to perceive her vexation. But Lor did not engage her, or attempt to provoke her into a confrontation. As pleasing as it would be. As much as he might want it. <br><br>The Kryptonian male cocked his head to one side as Damian approached and addressed him. Lor had the vaguest sense that he was being mocked by the son of the Batman, but he did not have a strong enough grasp of Earth mannerisms to be certain. And, really, in the end, it did not matter. Words could not mar his pride. They could not take away his glorious heritage. The big male made a display of looking down at Damian's belt, and then back up into the human's eyes. <br><br>Slowly Lor cocked his head to the other side. His eyes tracked across the room to Superman, and Lor's gaze rested on the most of famous of Krypton's scions for a moment, before he looked back to Damian.<br><br><strong>"I do not tell you this freely. I expect recompense at a time of my choosing."</strong> Lor deigned to respond to Damian. <strong>"Blackgate Penitentiary is a staging ground for a clandestine, black budget program administered by one Amanda Waller. It is formally called 'Task Force X.' Understand that Blackgate could not hold me if I did not wish to be held. It suited my purposes at the time to be there, and it suited Waller's agenda quite well that I deigned to be a part of her program. She ensured that my stay was very comfortable, until I simply . . . no longer wished to be there or enforce her agenda."</strong><br><br>The young Wayne proved to be popular, and soon a small number of the young metahumans were in his orbit. Lor did not pay attention to the exchanges, but he did turn his head to regard the Icon. He glanced inscrutably at the metahuman for a moment, but did not speak or gesture to the man. He looked at the Icon without truly looking at the man himself - Lor's eyes were not perceiving on usual spectrum. The Kryptonian was looking at the DNA strands that coded just who the Icon was, and what he was capable of.<br><br><strong>"We will speak more at another time."</strong> Lor said to Damian, not particularly caring if he happened to speak over anyone at that moment. His initial assessment that Damian was one of Earth's premiere fighters remained intact, but the brief interaction intimated to Lor that Damian had the qualities that would earmark him as a leader and, as such, one to cultivate good relations to. Not that being loved or liked would really matter but it could make operations . . . less strained . . . for Lor if he could achieve a place of prominence in the hierarchy.<br><br>He broke away from the growing group, turning on his heel, and walked with unhurried pace towards the magician on his bed. Lor did not speak, but used his super-hearing to listen to the sounds from the magician's earbuds. Lor looked over the handsome magician, and took in the ink on display. He cocked his head to one side, and then his eyes were perceiving what was not on display. Without asking or waiting for an invitation he flared his cape out and took a seat on Zachary's bed, and stared into the hazel eyes of the magic-user. The shade cast by the hood was no barrier to the inhuman eyes of the hulking Kryptonian.<br><br><strong>"Where would you go, magician, if you decided to leave?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 06:45:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vag98eZ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Aquaman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Atlantean Regalia<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish when people start arriving<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Aquaman bros it up<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Flipper Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EifnM3pRLdQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mari<br><br><hr><br>Aquaman could only laugh at the prospect of the League knowing what they were doing with this whole thing. "Maybe the Bat does, but me? I follow my instincts." His boisterous laughter faded, and he seemed none the wiser that he was embarrassing her. "It's going to be rough in the beginning. Maybe it'll get better, maybe it won't. I won't pretend we were all super-friends from the get-go. Superman's had to pull me and Batman apart more than few times." His expression was grew somber. "And I bet you'll start a few scraps yourself. You've got a big heart and you don't let anyone push you around. It's good. It'll keep some of them - the smart ones, anyway - on their toes."<br><br>The King looked at Mari as he imparted that last bit of wisdom, and then noted that Wonder Woman was beckoning. Aquaman responded with a wan look, then glanced back at Mari with a resigned glance before trudging off towards the other adults.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UlXbYhM.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Superman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The iconic red &amp; blue<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish when people start arriving<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Big Blue bids farewell to Raven<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Superman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9vrfEoc8_g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raven<br><br><hr><br>Superman smiled at Raven. It was a very broad, very open smile. He nodded as she excused herself to talk with others her age. Superman understood very well the feeling of being an outsider and yearning to have a peer group. At her age he had been isolated and alone; Ma and Pa Kent had done a heroic job but having such loving, supportive parents could not completely fill the void that a young Clark Kent had felt. <br><br>"Anytime, Raven." Superman said as the young woman went to speak to others her own age. The Man of Steel gently glided through the room, waving to anyone who happened to look his way, but his ultimate target was the corner where the Batman lurked. <br><br>"I think things'll work out just fine." Superman said optimistically. "Look, your son's really the center of attention."<br><br>"Yes. He even got the attention of Zod's son." Batman shot back, his voice gravelly and deep. Superman chuckled and reached up to adjust the collar of his super-suit. <br><br>"Well, better here than with that . . . what did they call it? Slip'n'slide Squad?" Superman countered. Batman made a low, annoyed sound.<br><br>"Suicide Squad. And . . . yes." The Batman answered.<br><br>Superman was silent for a moment. "You know, I'm glad Icon made it. I had a few small doubts, you know, because-"<br><br>"I have. Several times. Worked with Static. But you never needed to because he had the situation under control. You and I both know that Icon is a capable metahuman. He handled every crisis in a satisfactory manner." The Batman said in a brusque tone. "If he wants to play that game, I can name a dozen extinction level events he was <em>not</em> present to prevent that would have wiped out <em>all</em> human life."<br><br>Superman nodded uneasily. "Still. I'm not sure the people there understood that our absence was trust in Icon and not . . . indifference." There was honest guilt in the Man of Steel's voice. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/W3qqpen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Giovanni Zatara <br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> A tasteful black three-piece suit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> After Zachary's Grand Entrance<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Giovanni is guilty as charged<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zachary<br><br><hr><br>Just before the 'pop' that heralded Zachary's arrival, Giovanni Zatara was examining a gold pocket watch. He frowned every so slightly as one of the hands ticked past a certain mark and gently shook his head when his nephew at last appeared. <br><br>And when Zachary spoke every word was true. The young man was, by Giovanni's estimate, entirely too full of himself, too assured he knew everything. The hardest part for Giovanni was that, well, he was not entirely sure that Zachary was wrong. The young man was a much more powerful magician than his uncle was now or had ever been. The older magician had an edge in knowledge and experience, and that counted for a great deal in the magical world, but . . . these were changing times. They did not just live in a world of magic, but a world talking apes who wielded ray guns and employed rocket packs while leading armies of mechanical automata and strange beings from other planets walked shoulder to shoulder with beings who wielded the powers of the gods.<br><br>"Zacha-" Giovanni began, putting down his coffee cup and saucer, but alas, it was too late. Zachary had put in earbuds and was listening to something other than his uncle. The old wizard lowered his gaze. It was hardly a new spectacle. He grimaced, for a moment, in pain, and placed a hand on his abdomen. The old man took several measured breaths and turned away from Zachary and the alien who had approached. Giovanni took a vial from his breast pocket and carefully palmed and twisted the lid, withdrawing one small tablet. He looked at it for a long moment before he raised it to his mouth and swallowed, sealing the vial and putting it back into his pocket. The relief from pain was quick in coming. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 06:54:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Conversation<br>[TAGGING]: Zod, Static, Raven, Firestorm, Open<br><br><hr><br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.msg15037315#msg15037315">Quote from: Juggtacular on 23-08-2019, 02:12:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> The new Kryptonian on the block...well the <em>other</em> new Krytponian on the block introduced herself, and Static waved. "Good to meet you, Kara. If you're anything like big blue, then our jobs just got a whole lot easier. We can let you and the big guy over there bulldoze everything and say we helped," he said with a light-hearted laugh.[/font]<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kara smiled in response to Static's jest but pondered how to answer his question. She knew she could give Superman a run for his money. She had done it before, and even though she knew he held back on her, there's little he could do that she didn't think she could. Still, humility seemed to be a better option at this time. <br><br>She glanced at Zod as she formulated her answer.<br><br>"Well, Superman is Superman. Though all of us Kryptonians have largely the same powers here I like to think Kal and I are more than bulldozers. House El was known for its intelligence on Krypton. We were scientists. House Zod is known for being the brutish one. Still, I'll help any way I can, of course."<br><br>Kara stopped herself from rambling on again but she was satisfied with her answer. She knew her fellow Kryptonians would hear it and taking a jab at Zod felt good. <br><br>She smiled at Raven when she introduced herself, shortly followed by Gus, Jason and Ronnie..<br>"Nice to meet you, Raven. I'm Kara. Or Supergirl. I'm not exactly sure about the program either but I assume we'll know once everyone has arrived. Seems like we're forming a new team?"<br><br>She then turned to the two who introduced themselves as Firestorm.<br><br>"Wait, so both of you are Firestorm? That's genius! I need to find someone to cover for me when I want to take a day off, too!", she exclaimed, seemingly perking up again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 11:12:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Having fun<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Raquel, Raven (Mentioning - Lor Zod, Augustus, Kara)<br><br><hr><br><strong>"Sure."</strong><br><br>Damian's eyes briefly narrowed as he watched Lor Zod walk away from him. There was no doubt in his mind about the type of person the young Zod was. <br><br><em>Yep, he's one of those stuckup foreigners</em> Damian thought. <br><br>The Kryptonian's lack of social understanding was blatantly clear to Damian and Zod seemed to be under the illusion that asking and answering a question was a transaction that warranted some kind of debt. Damian folded his arm. And prevented his cheek muscles from moving, subsequently suppressing a laugh from erupting. There was no way Zod would be getting that 'recompense' he'd be expecting from Damian. But, on the other hand, the Boy Wonder was pleased that he had gotten the information he'd wanted out of Lor Zod. <br><br><em>Amanda Waller, eh? That woman and the freakshow she is running out from Blackgate...she's a mad bitch alright. A mad and smart bitch</em><br><br>Another thing Lor Zod had given him was the psychological profile of himself that Damian had been seeking from conversing with him. His contigency plans for this superteam were mainly based on the Kryptonians after all. And, from his interactions with Kara and Lor, he'd derived the information he'd needed. <br><br><em>So, one blonde foreign cutie and an exceptionally disillusioned, dumb gorilla.</em> Damian smirked. <em>The Kryptonians on this team...won't be getting in my way anytime soon.</em> <br><br><hr><br><strong>"Good to see you again, Raven."</strong> Damian released an arm from Racquel's waist and extended it in a welcoming gesture to the pale sorceress. <strong>"You look just as fine as you did in our first encounter...heh, of course I'd rather have you stay with us."</strong><br><br>He'd been about to give her a kiss on the cheek until he realized she was not exactly from mainstream human society. Plus, her posture and attitude indicated a definite case of social restraint. His arm returning to his side, Damian cheerfully introduced Raven to Raquel, <strong>"Raven's only arrived in the Western world less than a week ago so she's a bit unfamiliar with the usual pleasantries. In fact, I happened to coincidentally encounter her during an undercover mission I was running. And if there's anything you should take away from meeting Miss Raven, it should be that she's a pretty strong woman."</strong><br><br>Gesturing to the petite Racquel, Damian continued in a flirtatious manner, <strong>"Raven, meet Racquel. Aka Rocket. She's a sexy superwoman as pure as snow on a mission to introduce some color into my life."</strong> Damian chuckled, <strong>"As soon as I fill her boyfriend application, of course. Which I'll be doing tonight. Preferably under her supervision...her close supervision."</strong><br><br><hr><br>Damian smiled politely and allowed Augustus to shake his hand though he didn't utter a single word to the black superhero. The only thought he had of the dude before refocusing on the ladies was:<br><br><em>What can this guy do again?</em><br><br>Something niggled in the back of his head, most likely the answer to his own query, but initial impressions of Icon for Damian were so incredibly weak that his usually vigilant mind allowed it to sink back into obscurity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 17:11:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.soultracks.com/files/stories/teyana_taylor.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://www.classyin.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/530x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/g/s/gs557b-l.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 'round about noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Flirtations abound <br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bounce-Kida Kudz ft Wiley (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7UhUyXEQR8&amp;list=PL3oW2tjiIxvTGeaFXENtMdhdOrbRoM4lj)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN | Damian | Virgil | Gus | Raven | (m) Static, Supergirl, Firestorm <br><br><hr> <br>"We're still expecting some. Not that I hope they'll arrive soon because I'm enjoying a certain girl too much to let go."<br><br>Now, Rocket was pretty much unsure as to what she should be feeling at this point. On one hand, forceful men were a bit of a turn on, at least mentally. On the other, she hadn't expected to meet anyone at a supposed big deal like this and had not planned for that eventuality. Therefore, she was both confused and startled at this turn of events. After all, most men did not respond to such blatant words.<br><br>"A certain girl, did you say? Have I met her?" The words were spoken softly, even as she shifted backward to place space between them. Not a lot, no, but enough to establish precedence. Just in case. However, his lips soon found the back of her hand and pressed there, bringing a freshet of laughter to the fore as a blush suffused her features. "Oh, baby boy, you should give lessons..." Her gaze caught his and lingered there even as she protested, "Do you think I hand out applications to all and sundry, handsome? Those are only gifted to exceptional people." <br><br>Luckily (or unluckily as the case might be) others decided to join their tete-a-tete. In the space of moments, the duo was joined by Raven, a curious woman covered by a cape and with a sort of mechanical way of speaking, very droll yet precise, like a well done AI. Still, Raquel attempted to be polite.<br><br>"Good afternoon, Raven. I am Raquel or Rocket, whichever you prefer. As far as I am aware we are simply awaiting the few stragglers before they," A slender finger pointed toward the Late and Greats while her face scrunched in what could only be considered an expression of mild distaste. A pause. "Uh, yes. Before they tell us what it is they require."<br><br>However, Damian was much more succinct, at least when it came to introductions though his additions drew another round of blushes to her cheeks. &nbsp;"Raven, meet Racquel. Aka Rocket. She's a sexy superwoman as pure as snow on a mission to introduce some color into my life. As soon as I fill her boyfriend application, of course. Which I'll be doing tonight. Preferably under her supervision...her close supervision."<br><br>A low laugh escaped her until tall, dark and handsome strode over and introduced himself. “Hi. I am Icon…You can call me Augustus or Gus…at least all my friends do or at least they would if I had any friends. Nice to meet y’all.” Immediately, she moved to intercept him but he kept speaking, almost as if he was forcing himself to be polite. “Rocket…also Dakota City?? Nice to meet you lovely smile by the way.”<br><br>"Hello, Gus. Nice to meet you. I noticed you when you entered but you seemed as if you did not want to be bothered." She flashed him a sweet smile. "I try not to bother large men that can crush me with one hand." Eventually, he moved on, speaking to other people, introducing himself to all and sundry. She watched him for a moment or two before returning to the group which had grown yet again.<br><br>With a tilt of her head, she allowed her gaze to search out her friend who seemed to be chatting with the perky blonde before she allowed her search to grow more diffuse. Two handsome gentlemen had come in together but moved toward opposite sides of the vast space, with the one named Ronnie coming to join the crowd which had seemed coalesce near her starting point.<br><br>Finally, FINALLY, they were getting somewhere!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 20:54:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/3d62b5af62f94e305e0e1b41dad606ed/tumblr_nhm18vSALE1s0t9k2o1_250.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Helena: Huntress<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Oversized Gray sleepshirt and a pair of cotton pajama shorts (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b0/9e/a4/b09ea40cb181c558bbf821b9a9feda8a.jpg), and a pair of ankle socks, one neon green, one neon pink. <br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Almost 12:30 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fashionably late and racing through basic introductions<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone! All y’all!<br><hr> <em><strong>“Get dressed first”</strong></em> Brion’s voice had a hint of exasperation in it against her stubbornness. <br><br>“No no! You want me to go, so fuck it.” Helena was grumpy despite the sweet gesture of coffee he made for her, and trudging over to her bag she grabbed a sport’s bra and a pair of socks. Well, a sock from differing pairs. She was too frustrated to find the matching partner. Ripping her shirt off over her head, her bare back facing him, she thrust her arms into the loops of the insufferable tit holster before throwing her shirt back on. She grumbled the entire time she put the mismatched socks on before standing before him, sweeping her arm towards the door. “MOVE.”<br><br>They were lucky she put on a bra, albeit a sport’s one, let alone showing up after being dragged out of her house and forced to endure a three hour drive to the middle of this stupid little town. So Helena did not even try to impress when she and Brion entered almost a half an hour late. If they knew who she was, than perfect. If they didn’t....eh, they would know soon enough. So still dressed in her pajama shirt and shorts, hair in a hazardous bun high above her head, the Great Huntress entered.<br><br>Fuck, she forgot her coffee upstairs!<br><br>Everyone else came in their regalia finery, their best clothing, or their armored suits with fine logos. Helena didn’t care if she was abhorrently underdressed to make a grand first impression. She would shake her head, denying any form of speech to anyone if they greeted her, be-lining it towards the snack table as she kept muttering the words “coffee......coffee.......coffee.......”. Like a caffeine addict, she poured herself a large measure into a styrofoam cup before proceeding to make it perfect with some cream and sugar. A first sip had the woman make an audible purr, a soft shiver exiting her shoulders as she opened her eyes and helped herself to absolutely everything on the table. Pigs in blanket? Fuck yeah....all sorts of chips and carrot sticks, by the time she started to make her way towards the table, her plate was more French onion dip and ranch dressing than anything else. And that’s when she started to greet everyone.<br><br>Supergirl: Helena jerked her chin in greeting. “Hey sweet thing, could recognize a relative of Superman anywhere. Looking real good in those colors. Rock it.”<br><br>Damian Wayne: a scoff with the rolling of the eyes as she muttered his name under her breath, giving him barely enough respect as she passed him. In her eyes, he was just Batman Jr. Self-righteous, pain-in-the-ass, all in everyone’s business, oh, the cops always know best, the American justice system is the greatest in the world, Batman Jr. No thanks!<br><br>Rocket: “Mmph.” Helena stopped and looked the woman down so aggressively it was as if she undressed her with her eyes. “Damn girl, you are <em>fine</em>.”<br><br>Static: She smiled and sent finger guns his way. “Hey, what’s up. Huntress. Here to save the world.”<br><br>Raven: “Hey, welcome. Huntress. Don’t know if you’ve heard, here to save the world.”<br><br>Suddenly she turned and her eyes were met with a belt buckle. Tilting her chin up she saw a chest....and then up more and finally on the stern face that had zero smile lines. Helena took a long sip of her coffee but kept her eyes on him over the rim as if picturing <em>he</em> was the thing she was drinking instead. Huntress licked her lips as she met silent eyes with Lor Zod for a brief moment before the white row of her upper teeth bit her bottom lip. He then sat down on the bed as she turned, shaking her head. “Fuck.....why couldn’t <em>I</em> have been born on Krypton??”<br><br>Jason Rusch: ”Mm, nice suit. Is that Italian-made? I’m from Italy, and you’re wearing that shit.”<br><br>Vixen: “Rock the catsuit girl, I feel it from you: peace, earth, love, vegan bacon, granola, trees, praise Mother Earth!”<br><br>Lightning: “Smile, girl. We about to save all the humans.”<br><br>Augustus C. Freeman Jr: She saluted to him. “Hello, yes....hi. Great to have me, yes, thank you, wonderful.”<br><br>Ronnie Raymond: ”Here to save the world, hi......here to make a difference....”<br><br>She dipped a celery stick from her plate into her ranch as she observed the man on a bed listening to music, and as she reached the table, Helena finally sat down, leaned back, and raised her narrow socked feet up to cross her ankles on the table itself. “Lucky! I would kill to listen to this still in my bed.” She settled her plate on her lap and crunched her teeth into the stick. <br><br>“So!” She chewed, swinging her head to meet all the faces in the room. She used the half-bitten stick to point around at each face. “Did I miss anything important? Or are you all still trying to figure out each other’s names?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>23-08-2019, 22:27:21</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+&nbsp; <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> What do you want?!?<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Here comes the Boom - Nelly (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;Jackson wasn’t sure what to make of this, it wasn’t like he hadn’t done this before. Things change, people change. Life pulls and you have to stay much stronger if you are going to handle not being pulled apart by it. He realized he wasn’t, he wasn’t sure what to do with who and what he was so he was tossed with the seas with the waves. He wasn’t sure he was going to answer the call. He was so un-sure that when his liege asked him if he was going, he told him just that. <br><br><strong>“I am not sure your Majesty.”</strong> It was just the truth. Arthur was like a father to him, he said nothing even if he wasn’t the man’s son he treated him like one, even if he did have the hots for his play mother, but she was more than that, she was his teacher and he learned all he could from her…but the important lessons. He had to learn on his own. <br><br>He knew that Vixen was to be groomed in his stead to be whom King Arthur would vouch for. Hell he would vouch for her. But as he stood in his room, he realized the last time he was on the surface world he had met some good people, some he had and would call friends. He couldn’t hide in Atlantis forever, nor could he forgive himself if something happened to his ‘friends’ because he wasn’t there or he was no longer sure whom he was. He shook his head again, he would be different look different, he wouldn’t recognize anyone there, this would be a new group…a new team. He had no idea what to expect. As a smile graced his face he looked around<em>. ‘Since that part of the task to grow and become better than you would have been alone.’</em> He moved to kiss Mera’s cheek who was standing there as if waiting for him.<br><br>“You will do great!” Mera said.<br><br><strong>“I will represent!” </strong>Jackson said as he took off like a torpedo through the water. He moved like lightning, he wouldn’t take him long to reach Happy Harbor. He was going focus one getting to know everyone, he was glad he wasn’t going to be leader this time. He was not wanting that mantle or crown.<br><br>When he pulled into the harbor he shot out of the water to land in his stealth armor. He stood with his bag over his back that he moved to his hands. He opened his hands and the excess water pulled from around him and moved to his camel pack that coated his back. It was all but imperceptible now. He was much fuller than when he left, his Sire was bigger than he was, but not by much now. His brown hair was in place and would probably become blonde again by months end but now he moved to walk in. <br><br>&lt;&lt;Welcome Aqualad&gt;&gt; <br><br>He smiled once more and headed upstairs most of the others were probably here already. As he walked in the room was filled with all manner of heroes and would be heroes. He only watched and moved towards his own ilk. He wasn’t worried about impressions as much as he was getting to know those within. Of everyone in the room he at least knew of Vixen…not really knew here so he wasn’t coming in completely alone. He put on his best smile and was feeling strange at having given up his locks for a slimmer cut. He didn’t want that to be a hindrance in a fight.<br><br><strong>“Good day all, Jackson. A pleasure to meet everyone here.”</strong> He said doing his best not to be formal, but it came out that way anyway. He bowed formally to his Sire and would find himself seeing him off before he left, hopefully.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>24-08-2019, 00:32:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Brion2.jpg)</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> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just after Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Walking with/around Huntress in her wake<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Watching her storm out without coffee or shoes was interesting. He had to choose one so he picked her boots. It was a marvel to behold how she had zero fucks to give as she worked the room and managed to greet everyone. He'd met princesses and heads of state that couldn't manage to do that. <br><br>Brion didn't want to ruin her moment and watched her get her own coffee. <br><br>Batman had shared who the invites were for and Brion memorized their faces if he didn't happen to know them. <br><br>Supergirl: Slight bow, taking her hand in his for a moment as he will do for all the ladies present. "<strong>Hello Kara, I'm Brion. You're taller in person. I'm glad you're here.</strong>"<br><br>Damian: "<strong>Damian</strong>" They really didn't need to be introduced. He had no problems with Damien.<br><br>Rocket: "<strong>It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Brion.</strong>"<br><br>Raven: "<strong>I'm not sure we've ever met. Hello, I love your costume.</strong>"<br><br>Static: Shakes his hand. "<strong>Hello Virgil. I'm Brion.</strong>"<br><br>Lor: "<strong>Hello Lor. I'm Brion. It's good to make your acquaintance.</strong>"<br><br>Jason and Ronnie get a chin up since they are best friends.<br><br>Vixen: "<strong>Dear lord I'm surrounded by beautiful women. Hello Mari. I'm Brion.</strong>" <br><br>Lightning: "<strong>Hello Jennifer. You look lovely. Glad you're here.</strong>" He'd known her father since he came to America.<br><br>Icon: "<strong>Hello Augustus. I look forward to working with you.</strong>"<br><br>Finally catching up to Helena he puts her boots by her feet. "<strong>I thought you may want these. I figured you should be allowed to make your entrance before I messed with your groove. That was spectacular by the way.</strong>" She can tell he's not mocking her and being completely honest. "<strong>Of course if your current ensemble is fine, I'm glad to put them back in the room.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>24-08-2019, 04:34:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Uniform<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 8-21 | 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> S.T.A.R. Labs[New York Branch] Roof &gt; Mt. Justice<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Still some fanboy, but mostly whelmed<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "No, it's different with you. Last time you didn't answer the phone for a few days, your belt was malfunctioning and you were stuck in a shrinking forcefield. You know how last minute that shit was when we got you out. I'm only in mortal danger <em>some</em> of the time I don't pick up," he said like having a slightly lower reason for the same thing happening exempted him from being in trouble.<br><br>&nbsp;Only problem was she knew he was too smart to think that would work. Damian winked at him, giving&nbsp; him a bit of advice that dangerous women were worth the chase. He agreed and he nodded, "Definitely more fun," he snickered before giving the two their space. Others began introducing themselves soon after, and being the polite guy that he was, Virgil answered everyone and took a bit of time to get to know them. Raven had an air of mystery, and seemed to be a bit out there. Not in a bad way, but like she wasn't from around here.<br><br>&nbsp;"Good to meet you, Raven. Virgil. But everyone calls me Static." He held up a hand and electricity danced between his fingers, turning into a raven&nbsp; that spread it's wings before fading away. Next up was the buff black dude. He said his name was Icon, and Virgil's eyes widened in recognition. "Yeah, DC's my stompin' grounds. But I've heroed in Gotham, Metropolis, all over...space a couple times. I heard about you, too. You been doin' a good job, man. Props," he said as he held out a fist to bump.<br><br>&nbsp;When he spoke to Supergirl, he couldn't help looking over at Lor Zod once more when she pointed out the difference between House El's intellectuals and House Zod's warriors. And that was where he remembered the name from. That badass Kryptonian from a while back who wanted everybody to kneel and all that crazy shit. His name had been Zod. Was that his kid? He turned back to her and shrugged. <br><br>"Well of course you're more than a bulldozer. Buuuuuuut on top of being an intellectual, you can also throw a building into space as easy as I can make ball lightning." He took notice of Firestorm, the guy who went from a single guy with a flaming skull to two regular guys. Virgil's mind was blown, and he realized that he'd have to nerd out over the molecular fusion that resulted in a thermonecular hero later. He'd get lost in the theories for hours. <br><br>"Firestorm, when we get some time, you and me gotta talk shop. The practical applications of the Firestorm Matrix, bro are just...man." To ehmpasize his point, he made the universal symbol for "mind blown", but unless he was a nerdesque genius like him, he probably wouldn't be as excited as Virgil was. <br><br>After him, a pretty woman who was very dressed down for the occasion started making the rounds, introducing herself to him as Huntress and shooting finger guns. He grinned and fired back, his fingers actually shooting out two tiny orbs of electricity that faded after they flew for a bit. "Call me Static, looks like we got similar interests," he said with a smile. And with her, was Brion Markov, also known as Geoforce, but most famously known as the <em>"Prince of Markovia</em>, Brion Markov. AKA Geoforce. Not every day I get to meet royalty." He shook his hand and nodded, "That can also, ya know, shoot lava and stuff." <br><br>After the handshake, he looked around at the gathered assortment of heroes and was damn impressed. They had a wide variety of abilities as well as various skillsets. They weren't the Justice League yet, but damn he had confidence they could get there. One of the people he recognized but hadn't spoken to was one Jennifer Pierce, AKA Lightning. <br><br>The younger daughter of Jefferson Pierce, his mentor Black Lightning. He was never sure how to act around her. He could always feel the tension between them, and it didn't take a genius to realize she wasn't super grateful about her dad mentoring Virgil instead of her. But she was nice when she wasn't wishing horrible things upon him. Right now though it seemed like she wanted her space, and he'd give her that. Maybe he'd say hi once the meeting was finished.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>24-08-2019, 14:57:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying her best<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Just about everyone<br><br><hr><br>Raven was starting to feel overwhelmed by the number of people and the greetings that came her way from them.&nbsp; She would return one pleasantry only to be presented with another and it was starting to get to her a bit.&nbsp; Still she did her best, nodding first to Gus, then to Kara, and finally to Raquel when Damien introduced her.&nbsp; She didn't feel the need to speak after her introduction, and it seemed she had an answer of sorts to her initial question.&nbsp; They were here because the Justice League was looking to put together a second team... and they wanted her, a complete stranger to their world, to join it?&nbsp; She couldn't but help looking across the room to Batman once more, wondering why he would do so when he seemed to so cautious and reserved.<br><br>Of course, then the walking attitude entered the room and she was distracted yet again, though for a different reason this time.&nbsp; This new woman definitely did not want to be here, and Raven didn't even need her empathic abilities to understand that much.&nbsp; She was dressed very differently compared to the rest of their ragtag band of misfits, and she made a b-line for the refreshments, which she immediately began to gather copious amounts of onto a plate.&nbsp; After this she went about introducing herself to everyone she passed, either with a quip or... well, Raven wasn't really sure exactly.&nbsp; Flirting was an entirely alien concept to the Azarathian sorceress, after all.<br><br>"Raven," she introduced herself to the woman that called herself Huntress, wondering why she held such an intense dislike for Damien.&nbsp; A personal history of some sort, most likely, or so she would guess.&nbsp; "I doubt anything important has happened yet, unless I missed something."&nbsp; Which she doubted.&nbsp; "Introductions seem to be almost finished, at least."&nbsp; A second later and another new male was introducing himself, this one named Brion.&nbsp; "No, we haven't."&nbsp; She looked down at herself at the mention of a costume, frowning slightly.&nbsp; "And this isn't a costume."&nbsp; If there was a touch of annoyance in her tone, well, no one could really blame her for that, right?<br><br>"Please tell me we can get this over with soon," she muttered to herself once Brion had moved on, not enjoying socializing in the slightest, but one last person just <em>had</em> to approach her.&nbsp; This one was called Virgil, or Static, and she blinked as he conjured a raven from electricity without the use of magic.&nbsp; Interesting.&nbsp; "Neat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>24-08-2019, 15:19:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Aquaman leaves; she meets friends, both old and new before finally addressing Superman<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aquaman, Jennifer Pierce, Augustus C. Freeman, Jason Rusch, Superman<br><hr> Undoubtedly there would be plenty of scraps in the beginning. Their instincts, both wild and tame, were vibrating The Red, the force around the planet from which Mari drew her powers from. She could sense those who wanted to throw punches, the sexual energy and immediate connection between others, and the immense discomfort of yet a few more. It was a volatile cocktail that was so distracting to the woman that she almost missed Aquaman’s final words. <br><br>She nodded to him in respect. “Of course, thank you.” She really was thankful he hadn’t forgotten about her in the Icelandic waters, and if the Atlantean Ruler thought she could offer something to this venture, well, than she needed to believe it herself. <br><br><em>“Mari!”</em> She heard her name from across the room, and turning she saw Jennifer approach. It was a pleasant sight, the women knowing each other and trusting each other for quite some time. She knew Lightning was self-conscious about herself, her abilities, and her appearance, and yet through such guarded walls they had become friends.<em> “How's you, baby boo!?"</em><br><br>“Hello, my sweet.” Vixen extended a wet arm around the other woman’s shoulders, ignoring the fact that she was making her clothing a little damp, a planted a tender kiss on her friend’s forehead. “I understand if it was difficult for you to come, but <em>God</em>, am I happy to see you. Everyone here....their energy is starting to give me a headache.” She released Jennifer and raised her left hand to her totem necklace to force her mind to release some of the pressure that was building up. She didn’t need to feed off everyone’s emotions, but it was getting harder and harder to concentrate if people didn’t settle down. <br><br>The two women were suddenly interrupted by a man joining them. <em>“Hello Vixen, is it?&nbsp;Nice to meet you, great animal work. I have to say, I am a fan.”</em><br><br>Mari turned to frown at him, not knowing who he was either. Was she <em>that</em> known in the super-community? Or just <em>that</em> out of touch? Mari tended to focus a lot of her work and not so much the social aspect of what she was best at. Perhaps that’s why she and Jennifer got along so well. The man’s smile wavered as if he felt uncomfortable approaching the two beautiful women, so with a sigh in resignation to be cordial and social to these strangers who knew her, Mari extended her hand for them to shake in greeting. “Thank you. I do what I can against those who seek to foul the nest with their greed.” <em>Okay, calm down,</em> her mind reminded her. <em>Now is not the time for one of your environmental lectures.</em> “You can call me Mari when we are not working, and this is my friend Jennifer,” She motioned to greet the woman beside her, mildly forcing Jennifer to react to her surroundings. “Please tell me your name.”<br><br>She offered politely after they shook hands and awaited his answer.....<br><br>.....only to be approached by a fourth voice.<br><br><em><strong>“Hi, I'm Firestorm or you can just call me Jason.”</strong></em><br><br>Mari’s head turned and she met the handsome eyes of the newest comer. Narrowing her eyes with a smirk, she raised the same right hand and offered it towards him. “Are there really two of you? How does that work? Is it like a Jekyll-and-Hyde thing?” Her gaze wandered towards Ronnie as he mingled as well. “But I am the one called Vixen, Mari when we are casual.” She held his hand a second too long before dropping it quickly and turning towards Jennifer. Mari wrapped an arm around the other woman and gave an exuberant smile, as if trying to keep playing casually nice with the two men before them. That’s suddenly when they were interrupted by the obnoxious entrance of a female by the name of Huntress who finally settled down with a plate of snacks before sardonically meeting everyone she passed. The woman <em>did</em> make a point however; wasn’t it time to get things moving?<br><br>She took a step forward, and with a voice that rose above the cacophony of the crowd, Vixen addressed Superman and the other Supers gathered. <br><br>“I think we have wasted enough time.” Her annoyance was made clear as a bit of her African accent came out with her passion. “Tell us the purpose of this. Why <em>now</em>?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>25-08-2019, 05:06:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.martialtribes.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/thumbnail_white3-300x169.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Augustus C. Freeman Jr. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031779#msg150317792)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d4/Icon-3.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+ (No CPT)<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Farm to --&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> (Not sure where I fit in...these people are cray cray!)<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Let's Go - Trick Daddy (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> OPEN[/b]&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>Gus finds the woman that spoke to him more than nice on the eyes.&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>“Well No? And even if I didn’t want to be bothered, that wouldn’t apply to you.&nbsp;But with Mr. Octopus over there I figured your dance card was full.&nbsp;Been to Dakota city a few times.&nbsp;And I would never crush you, Raquel.”</strong> He smirked doing his best not to blush at her smile.&nbsp;<br><br><strong>“Would love to speak with you again but…”</strong>&nbsp;He noticed that rich boy wonder didn’t even speak to him, just shook his hand.&nbsp;He shrugged it off as part for the course, among those people that seemed to think they were better than others for one reason or another.&nbsp;Maybe he thought he came to take Raquel from him.<em> ‘Yeah, I wish…only if she wants to be taken though.’&nbsp;</em>He shook that fantasy away as quickly as it had come.<br><br>&nbsp;He turned only to respond to Ronnie Raymond, he looked at him confused.&nbsp;The guy seemed to give off energy or a glow even to Gus’s eyes, almost on a sub-molecular level.&nbsp;He couldn’t see that far, but it was like some sort of energy glue all over him.&nbsp;The other black guy in the killer suit looked the same.&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>“I am not sure they will have you do that, but even so I don’t think you would have too many problems with it.&nbsp;I am Gus by the way.&nbsp;Nice to meet you.&nbsp;The dude with the flaming hair…Firestorm…that’s you?!?&nbsp;Pretty impressive for sure.”</strong>&nbsp;He said reaching out a hand.&nbsp;He meant to go talk to a few others but was stopped and he caught himself looking back at Rocket admiring from afar.<br><br>It was when the brunette showed up that he was taken aback a bit, but her cold and aloof greeting, but it didn’t matter he didn’t expect much from some, maybe it was just him.&nbsp;But it was going to take a bit for him to truly get used to this group and everyone’s personalities.&nbsp;He still hadn’t forgotten about Lord, looking him up and down like he wanted some.&nbsp;He was not in the mood but he didn’t expect for anything to happen, it had been a while since he had been mean mugged.&nbsp;It would take some getting used to as well.<br><br>Seems everyone knew someone here, he was the odd man out, besides Kara and Raven even they were trying to fit in.&nbsp;It was life after all and everyone simply had to just find their place on the rung.&nbsp;He was sure this would be over in a while and he could get out of here.&nbsp;He still felt his father’s letter in his pocket.&nbsp;He looked over at the Lords of Power and wondered with this group how they were going to handle everyone, some were just used to doing their own thing like him.<br><br>&nbsp;He looked over at those that would have been his heroes...he was shocked.&nbsp;<br><br>Surprised at their conversation, that he could actually hear.&nbsp;He did his best not to stare, but Superman was glad that he was here?&nbsp;And Batman was complimenting him?!?&nbsp;He shook his head as if he were getting bad signal reception, but he knew what he heard...they didn't come to Dakota City because they thought he had things in hand?&nbsp;The two members of the Trinity...thought he was capable.&nbsp;Which suddenly made him feel very small for all of the bad things he said about them.&nbsp;In truth the real issue was...they thought more of him...than he thought of himself.&nbsp;&nbsp;He almost didn't come cause he didn't think he was worthy or ready, but they thought he should be here, which made him wonder which of the three of them was the craziest.&nbsp;<br><br><br><em>‘I may have been able to handle things, but their presence might have gone a long way.’&nbsp;</em>He thought but moved a bit more, trying to piece all of this together.<br><br>He looked around as Static came by and he nodded to him.&nbsp;The fist bump was quite welcome.&nbsp;<strong>"You got skills man and brains to match."</strong>&nbsp;He was slowly starting to think about sticking around.&nbsp;His eyes still scanned back at the guy that thought he was Lord.&nbsp;Then when the brunette stopped at the bed with Lord and the dude that looked like he had a barren field of...yeah that he wasn't wanting to be here.&nbsp;He shrugged only to turn around not looking at Raquel's direction even though he wanted too.&nbsp;He shook hands with Prince Brion who was following after her highness.&nbsp;He didn't even know who that was, did she even give her name?!?&nbsp;Huntress.&nbsp;He chuckled she was right though Rocket was damn fine!<br><br><strong>"No, I am looking forward to seeing what we can do together Brion, any chance you could make me a Knight?"</strong>&nbsp;He said teasing but only partially.&nbsp;He didn't have the ego to be a Baron or Marquis, but he always saw himself as a knight even growing up.&nbsp;Deep down he wanted to be batman...ok maybe a bat superman?&nbsp;But now he was his own person and still finding himself, so he had been all over saving who knew how many anymore and yet in this group, he felt like just another guy.<br><br>Then the water titan walked in.&nbsp;He looked like Aquaman's son...if Aquaman cheated on his wife with a black woman.&nbsp;He thought he was big but damn!<em>&nbsp;'Ok so might be nice being in this group after all.'</em>&nbsp;He thought but he hadn't agreed to stay yet.&nbsp;But it was partly cloudy so far so there was a chance he wasn't going home, he did have a bag of clothes after all so who knew.<br><br>He was moving slowly then facing Mari, she was…well she WAS!!&nbsp;He did his best to continue speaking as he shook her hand.&nbsp;His smile was genuine as he did admire her and being from Africa that alone gave her more clout to him.&nbsp;He shook Jennifer’s hand and smiled.<br><br><strong>"I am Augusus, but I go by Gus.&nbsp; Thank you Mari.&nbsp; Don't worry Jennifer.&nbsp; I don't bite."</strong>&nbsp;He thought he was shy, but he backed up a bit feeling like he was interrupting the sister act.&nbsp;Yeah, they were tight for sure.&nbsp;Then Mari spoke up wanting to know when the Q&amp;A would begin.<em>&nbsp;‘Wow, that was bold!?!&nbsp;Not that I blame her, the sooner they began the sooner the real question would be asked or answered…was he staying?’&nbsp;</em>He was more impressed.<br><br>All kidding aside, that was the real question, right?&nbsp;Everyone was here, invited but who was staying and who was going?&nbsp;The fate of the world&nbsp;hung with them.&nbsp;They would be the B-team of sorts and could they live together and not kill one another to be a cohesive team.&nbsp;Shucks so many personalities, who knew.&nbsp;&nbsp;He glanced around the room and over at Raquel once more.<em>&nbsp;‘Maybe?!?’</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>25-08-2019, 13:53:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nextews.com/images/54/92/54922a357e640ed3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Zachary Zatara (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029970#msg15029970)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Sleeveless black hoodie, light-blue vintage jeans with tears, and black Chuck Taylors<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 21 August 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Within the hour of 12<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Meeting Chamber, On a Bed that appeared magically some ways from the snack table.<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ain't nobody got time for this shit.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lor Zod, Mari, Justice League, Open<br><br><hr><br>Zach had been deep in the UTube when he felt the mattress sink. His eyes flicked up to see some freakish big guy sitting on <em>his bed</em>. His mouth was moving, and Zach did not care about what he had to say. He grasped one of his earbuds and plucked it free. "Fuck this," Zach growled. "<em>Evom</em>."<br><br>Zod would feel the clothes on his body remove him from his bed. Zach rolled over to the edge of the bed and stood, wrapping up his earbuds around his cell phone. "Esrepsid."<br><br>Zach's bed popped into a plume of gray, churning smoke behind him. He glanced around at all the gathered sidekicks and rejects. There were more than he expected and they were conversing as though the gathering was some comic convention. Others looked like they were trying to make a booty call. All of it just justified why he didn't need to be around.<br><br>At Mari's demand, Zach rolled his eyes. "A fifth grader could have figured out why we are here. The better question is why am I here?"<br><br>He held out his arms, palms up, and gave his attention to the group that deserved it more: The Justice League. "You gathered together a bunch of kids who are more interested in fucking than anything you could propose next. Congratulations. Whoever came up with this brilliant idea for a dating round robin for the single and desperate deserves to hang up their tights."<br><br>Zach lowered his arms and frowned. "You don't need a team. Let's make this easy. Tell me what the problem is and I will go handle it myself. If not, then I'm out. I've wasted enough time, and unless in the next five minutes you can convince me that I am making a mistake, then I'm popping smoke."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>25-08-2019, 22:40:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OB2eDux.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Batman/Bruce Wayne<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The Batsuit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> When Little Muffins Makes Demands<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Batman Calls The Meeting To Order<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All present and sundry<br><br><hr><br>"Very well." The Batman said in his gravelly voice. "Let us begin-"<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/W3qqpen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Giovanni Zatara <br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> A tasteful black three-piece suit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Midday<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Interrupting the Bat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Zachary<br><br><hr><br>"A moment, please?" Giovanni said, interrupting the Batman before he could go further. The Batman nodded and Giovanni got to his feet. It took the magician two attempts, and when he did gain his feet they were not steady. "Enac." He murmured, and a black wooden cane with a golden grip appeared in his hand. The magician leaned on it for support and approached his nephew. Giovanni's eyes met Zachary's, and they looked vainly for something that they did not find.<br><br>"I am sorry, Zachary. I was wrong to compel you to be here. I should have respected your decision not to attend, and I will do nothing to prevent you from departing. No one will do anything to prevent you from departing. You follow your heart, and I will never try to convince you that that is a mistake. Og htiw ym gnisselb, dna ym evol." Although Giovanni was more than certain at this moment that Zachary neither wanted nor cared about either. Giovanni lowered his head in defeat and and walked over to stand with the rest of the League. Wonder Woman placed a concerned hand gently upon Giovanni's shoulder, but the magician waved off her concern with a gentle smile. Superman looked away, trying and failing to hide a whirlwind of emotions.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OB2eDux.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Batman/Bruce Wayne<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The Batsuit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> When Little Muffins Makes Demands<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Batman Calls The Meeting To Order<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All present and sundry<br><br><hr><br>"The answer is very simple: the Justice League is no longer enough." The Batman said, his voice particularly without emotion as he admitted this bitter fact to the youths gathered. It would strike home especially hard with those he had trained, or tried to train, because the Batman admitting fault was comparable to something particularly rare and magical. Like a unicorn. But unlike the unicorn, the Batman admitting fault was not necessarily beautiful and wondrous to behold. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/UlXbYhM.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Superman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The iconic red &amp; blue<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Midday<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Superman Addresses Everyone<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Superman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9vrfEoc8_g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Gathered<br><br><hr><br>"Nobody in this room is perfect." Superman said. "That applies to me most of all. I try to be a good person, a good man. It has not always worked out. I have made mistakes. People have died in my arms. People have died calling out my name, thinking that they could always, always count on me to save them. But I cannot save everyone. No single one of us can save every one. But we can all make the choice - the hard choice - to be good." His words were earnest and he looked at everyone in the room not like a god looking down on people beneath him, but as a simple making an entreaty to others who were in the same position that he was. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vag98eZ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Aquaman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Atlantean Regalia<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Midday<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Aquaman tells it like it is<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Flipper Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EifnM3pRLdQ)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everybody (yeah!)<br><br><hr><br>Aquaman crossed his arms over his chest and pursed his lips. "More than one of you've piped up that this idea is stupid. Guess what? You're right! I see it now. It's a waste of my time, and I'm a king! None of you - well, maybe Jackson does - have any idea how hard it was for me to make time for this. Here I am, though! I thought this would be worth it! I let myself get talked into believing that people who lived up on land were worth a damn! But Neptune forbid that any of you surface dwellers make time, take responsibility. That's just too much. You can all bounce and go back to stuffing Big Macs in your face and polluting the oceans and jacking yourselves off because you made that fucking Captain Planet cartoon."<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zpIqAT8.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Wonder Woman<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Amazonian Armor<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Midday<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Wonder Woman understands<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Wonder Woman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=imc_qG8Re2Q)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All present<br><br><hr><br>"Arthur, please." Wonder Woman said soothingly, and when she looked at him Aquaman could not stay mad. But he did huff and look away from the young heroes gathered. <br><br>"But as the Batman stated, the world is facing more threats than the League collectively and individually can respond to. All of you are old enough now to understand the responsibilities that come with the gifts you have been given. All of you have the experience to know what happens when you choose not to live up to those responsibilities. Everyone in this room has seen and felt the consequences of selfish misuse of super-powers, magic, and advanced technology. And as Superman said, no single person can save everyone. I think the Justice League is proof that together we can save more people and do more good than if we go it alone."<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OB2eDux.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Batman/Bruce Wayne<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The Batsuit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> When Little Muffins Makes Demands<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Batman Gives An Ultimatum<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All present and sundry<br><br><hr><br>"Anyone who makes the choice to stay will be held to the same standards as a League member. They will receive access to the Secret Sanctuary, which contains facilities that are equal to those of the Watchtower. I will give you initial targets today, but in the future you will be entrusted to utilize the Sanctuary's mainframe to monitor situations and respond at your own initiative, taking steps to coordinate your actions with the League when necessary." The Batman said. "Anyone who is still here in two minutes will be deemed to have accepted these terms." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>26-08-2019, 01:00:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c0/01/24/c00124ca07dec2655b19248e9daef3ea.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jason Rusch (half of Firestorm)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As per picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noonish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br>MOOD MUSIC:[/b] Kiss From A Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKsBmiDuSC4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Jason smiles at Supergirl. "We sort of smoosh together and form Firstorm" he makes a gesture with his hands coming together. "...and yes that is the scientific term." he jokes. "As far as covering, it just depends on who initiates the transformation. He who initiates is in the drivers seat."<br><br>Static's reaction just brings a smile to him. "We can have that talk but Ronnie is the scientist between us, I'm the left wing reporter. I only get what we're doing when we join up. Totally up to working some things out. Ronnie had us learning about toilets and plumbing. Anything has to be better than that." he jokes.<br><br>Jason shakes Mari's hand and chuckles. He wished he had Brion's easy manner with people some days. "No, neither of us is evil. We just merge into one super powered form. The one that starts it is in charge. That's why sometimes Firestorm is black and sometimes he's white. We share a body and minds. Kinda like a video game only one of us has the controller at any given time."<br><br>"Well Vixen, I'm pretty casual too...when I'm not wearing a tie. Which is most of the time." That went well. <br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/arrow/images/1/10/Robbie_Amell.png/revision/latest?cb=20140711073743)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Ronnie Raymond (half of Firestorm)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> As per picture<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noonish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> General level of content. Drama/Conversation/Humor/Smut/Hanky Panky/Masculine Celebration of Testosterone-Fueled Melodies<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Kiss From A Rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKsBmiDuSC4)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Any characters and potential NPC's being referenced or directly spoken with in this post.<br><br><hr><br>Ronnie just smiles at Supergirl. Jason covered it. He turned to take in the crowd and make some more introductions other than just joking with Gus there. He took in Rocket and his tongue just stopped doing anything for a second. Everyone was flirting with her. Yeah he had no chance with her. "Hi Raquel. I'm Ronnie...wow you're in shape. Its nice to meet you." <br><br>Ronnie's reaction to Statis is a bit more nerdy. "Come on, you're the living proof about the unified field theory. What am I going to add to that? But yeah let's talk shop." he says with some real enthusiasm.<br><br>Turning to Gus he says. "I was just messing with you then. I'm sure Batman has a plan on taking everyone out but he hasn't mentioned it to me yet." he says. "And yeah the flaming hair rocks. No flashlights required--just no trying to roast marshmallows in nuclear fire." he jokes. It was really strange being in a room of godlike people. He wondered if he was ever going to do anything or would the kryptonian squad handle it all at super speed.<br><br>He nods at Brion and the person that has to be Huntress from Brion's descriptions. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>26-08-2019, 01:57:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/68734090d487e20b7a64e9a07c9a323c/tumblr_p7tjfoeYrY1snvtqyo4_r1_250.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Helena: Huntress<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Oversized Gray sleepshirt and a pair of cotton pajama shorts (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b0/9e/a4/b09ea40cb181c558bbf821b9a9feda8a.jpg), and a pair of ankle socks, one neon green, one neon pink. <br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Almost 12:30 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Agreeing to the terms<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone, Open<br><hr> What a simple crowd this was, but ignoring her public question was an answer all on its own. Helena continued to crunch on her chips and French dip when Brion came up to set her boots down by her chair’s legs and told her she was making a spectacular spectacle of herself. If it had been said by anyone else, she would have thought them mocking her, but Brion was genuine, as he always was. When he offered to take her boots back to her room, she shook her head with a frown, swallowing her mouthful of junk food. “Why thank you, sweetheart. But no you can leave them here.” She wiggled her mismatched socked toes playfully on the table as she took a sip of her coffee before exhaling in comfort. “I feel like this won’t take long.....room full of sad saps here....”<br><br>It was then both Vixen and the Magician voiced their concerns for time well spent being called here. It would appear one of the more elderly members of the Justice League addressed the young tattooed man, the pain and disappointment very apparent in his voice, and it made Helena pause in her actions. Her heart raced in mild anxious jealousy that the boy had a member of his family not only present, but also involved in his life and future. She frowned at Zachary, a fury storming her violet-blue eyes for the briefest of seconds at his audacious rudeness before she calmed down and remained silent. This was not her business to intervene. <br><br>Batman started to speak, and it took her a moment to actually listen to his words and not distract herself with her personal disdain for the man. But despite their moral differences he -did- make an exceptional point. It was becoming too much for the few before them; it was time to bring in the next generation. Superman verbalized his struggles, Aquaman scolded their lack of propriety, and Wonder Woman voiced her concerns. <br><br><em><strong>“Anyone who makes the choice to stay will be held to the same standards as a League member.”</strong></em> Helena wondered what those “standards” were and if they included getting drunk and skinny-dipping in the gymnasium pool. <em><strong>“Anyone who is still here in two minutes will be deemed to have accepted these terms."</strong></em><br><br>Huntress looked around the room at everyone gathered, sucking the tip of her index finger of the salt from the chips just inside her full lips. She waited for a few seconds to see if anyone left, but....she doubted anyone would have the guts to walk out on the Justice League’s personal request.<br><br>Not even she.<br><br>Helena smirked and leaned back in her chair, threading her fingers together and giving Brion a sidelong glance. She pursed her lips and giggled softly. <br><br>It then grew....and grew...the crescendo finally ending in a full laugh that filled the room, her sparkling eyes bright as she turned towards Batman. “I mean....where else am I going to go??” She snorted lightly. “This is what you trained me for, after all.....” Helena shrugged. “I’m in.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>26-08-2019, 03:13:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/617dadfed62f38a6e8429d6151c8e0b6/tumblr_inline_oe6kvna9i41tae3h3_400.gif)</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> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just after Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Walking with/around Huntress in her wake<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>The look Raven gave him was remarkably nonplussed. He'd have to see about that. He meant no offense.<br><br>Static's response was a lot more energetic and enthusiastic. "<strong>Well yes if you're going to start using all my titles. I'm him...you could just call me Brion though.</strong>" he says not needing that many capitals in his name. "<strong>The lava is cool, I can dial it down to fire or even heat if it gets chilly in here. I was seriously considering Hot Lava as my code name...for like a second. My English was rather literal back then. I think it was Huntress how pointed out that was a stripper name and she wasn't going to call me that.</strong>" he jokes. <br><br>Shaking hands with Gus was an honour. According to Batman's notes, he'd been doing this for longer than most of them had been alive. "<strong>It is indeed within my purview to grant knighthood. I believe the only stipulation is we have to do something that impacts Markovia. If so, Sir Augustus it will be. You have my word on it.</strong>"<br><br>Zachary seemed to be in his normal foul mood. One day he'd just do something great and not care who noticed.<br><br>When the League spoke alternating between them Brion nudged Ronnie. "<strong>Approach Aquaman with your idea. I don't think he'd get all spinny with his trident and staple you to the ground for offering help.</strong>" he says to his friend.<br><br>And then he was standing beside Helena. "<strong>Sweetheart</strong>.." he grins at her. "<strong>You know you're going to make me blush.</strong>" he says putting the boots down and chuckling at her wiggling toes. "<strong>You are always unforgettable</strong>" There were a lot of heroes here, he was glad to be standing beside Helena. He gone into battle with her and knew there was no give to this woman. The rest of these heroes would have to earn that trust from him, excluding Damian of course; just as he'd have to earn all of their trust. Reputation was wonderful but he knew that only went so far in life or death situations.<br><br>There were a lot of them that showed up. Most likely they'd break off into smaller teams to accomplish more and cover more ground. Also to spell each other so they weren't always on. He really wanted that camping trip to happen.<br><br>He turned to listen to her laugh. He'd driven three hours both ways to pick her up, damn right he was joining. "<strong>I too am in.</strong>" he agrees.<br><br>Crouching down so he can whisper in her ear. "<strong>So despite all this catering it seems we are missing some staples...tacos and beer? It's on me.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>26-08-2019, 17:30:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images.askmen.com/recess/interviews/crush-of-the-week-laura-prestin-10-151821044160.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Outfit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/82/b8/2c/82b82cceb8d29c02db6b8189792f28cd.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:30 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Dynamic Entry!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>While the others talked and little personal dramas unfolded, the elevator was in the process of making its way up from the lower levels, carrying a certain hero that was running a little later than she really wanted to be.&nbsp; She'd have to make her entrance big to make up for this tardiness, or so she reasoned, and when the elevator dinged to signal that she'd arrived, Stargirl's face split into a wide grin.&nbsp; It was showtime.&nbsp; The doors opened, she stepped onto the Cosmic Staff like it was a surfboard, and she shot out of the elevator like a bullet, sailing over the heads of the League members that were present and circling above those gathered by them to get a good look at just who she'd be teaming up with.<br><br>"Hey y'all!"&nbsp; She called down to them cheerfully, grin still firmly in place as she flipped off of the Staff, snatching it from the air and dropping onto the table at the room's center, causing it to shake with the impact.&nbsp; "Sorry for the late entrance, but you wouldn't believe the mess that is downtown traffic right now!"&nbsp; Translation: she'd stopped a robbery in progress, having chased down the crooks through the town of Happy Harbor while avoiding causing any undue property damage, hence why she was late.&nbsp; "It's nice to see so many new faces and I'm sure we'll all get along great!"&nbsp; An edge of her dry wit came into play as she got a read on the tension in the room, specifically around several of its occupants.&nbsp; "I'm Stargirl, but off the clock y'all can call me Courtney."&nbsp; She made a peace sign with her free hand, her grin turning slightly mischievous as she gave them all a cheeky salute.&nbsp; "Pleased to meetcha~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>26-08-2019, 21:48:44</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+&nbsp; <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> What do you want?!?<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Thinking of you! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ozv4q2ov3Mk)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp; Jackson looked over at the bed, he could guess who that was, by the walk of the man in tux and tails. <em>'Seems there is one in every bunch.'</em><br>&nbsp;He noticed the giant of a man that was evicted from the bed space. It made him wonder had he been invited to sit down in the first place. He was nothing if not observant it was how he was trained. He wasn’t full mage in training anymore, he knew magic, he wasn’t wizard extreme but he was not without some skills of his own.<br><br>He stood there as he was about to talk to Mari and her friend Jennifer he remembered her name being called. He had to clear the air between them, he knew full well Mari might see his presence as trying to take her place, but he wasn’t here for that!&nbsp; He was here on his own and Mera would vouch for him to be here instead. <br><br>He noticed Brion ruler in his own right. He recognized him but he moved away before Jackson could reach him. He was sure he would catch up to him later since he seemed to be running after the high strung one. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her, from his own intel she was called Huntress? <br><br>He moved over to Mari. <strong>“Good evening my lady. It is a pleasure to see you again.”</strong> He said letting her push or pull at her choice, however she saw him, he would react to her. He would take that however, he had nothing against her and actually liked her but when the three of them were with Arthur she was a bit standoffish then.&nbsp; But still, he offered his hand to her.<br><br><strong>“This is your friend? Hi I am Jackson and you are Jennifer from what I hear.”</strong> He took her hand if offered and kissed it. <strong>“It is my pleasure I assure you.”</strong> He said open for any conversation she or the other would offer to appear both welcoming and open, even as he looked at her he couldn't help but to drink her in.<br><br>He turned to Jason to shake his hand as well after being offered. <strong>“Firestorm, sorry you are Jason. My apologies it is a pleasure to meet you, you are truly an anomaly I would like to get to know. For more personal reasons honestly. Your abilities offer lots of information and practical uses. Not to shop talk, but perhaps later.” </strong>He pats his shoulder.<br><br>He moved to reach out to Icon but was stopped when Mari spoke up about their presence there.<br><br>It was truly a valid question, but then the magic one spoke up. Seems someone didn’t want to be here and his egotistical self simply wanted to be heard. He knew full well why King Arthur was not fond of the surface dwellers with no sense of decorum or manners it seems.<br><br>He is all about self. If they thought he could do it alone, then this quorum wouldn’t have been called in the first place. Interestingly, he thinks he can accomplish all things on his own. Doesn’t seem like the type of person that would have been raised by Zatara with his manners all but oozing off of him.<br><br>Jackson leaned back and listened to the group of Elders.<br><br>He listened to those that were in leadership, they were seeking something? It was something this group could provide. Despite what some of those here thought, the second guard was needed.&nbsp; He was listening as they all spoke, then he listened to Superman (Clark) speak and he was talking he was looking at Icon, the other dark-skinned woman and Static specifically. He wondered why for a second? But it was something he would ponder until he came up with a solution, or asked.<br><br>He did his best not to laugh at his King! But he was right. It wasn’t about just one person trying to make a difference. Everyone had come with their ideas and agendas and it seems some were open to trying to make a difference as a group and some weren’t. Despite what any one of them thought all of them were needed whether they believed so or not. The chuckle still came forth, from him so he covered his mouth to hold back his smile.<br><br>It was a shame that the woman always had to be the voice of wisdom, but never the less he was more than grateful for her presence. Some voice of reason that could appeal to most of those here, he had given up his crush on the Princess long ago.<br><br>Jackson stood where he was. He had made the trip, but even he wondered who was going to take first to step out of the door.&nbsp; He wasn't leaving though.<br><br>Huntress chimed in as did Brion. Then with the arrival of Courtney, he shook his head.<strong> “Glad to have you, Courtney. Since you just arrived I am going to assume you are staying? Otherwise, you have 1 minute and 30 seconds to vacate. I shall be remaining.” </strong>He said as he was looking at his King realizing the man would have been extremely insulted to have his Padawan come all the way here to embarrass him in public. Nothing could be further from the truth.<br><br>&nbsp;Even now he was still waiting for someone else to leave but as he looked around the one called Gus looked like he was squirming as if he was really considering bolting. He was close enough to grab him, but even still he couldn’t make him stay…but if he tried to leave he could talk to him for sure. Those within these walls right now were the new guard and the fact that they had been invited meant that those on that stage saw each of them as necessary…even the ones that thought…they weren’t.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>27-08-2019, 03:42:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/TxRLbsD.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lor Zod<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian Battle Armor (House of Zod)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 12:20 PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Lor picks himself up<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Justice League<br><br><hr><br>The magician's response was not entirely unanticipated, but Lor did nothing to try and avert what the magician did. Lor's battle armour lifted him from the bed and deposited him on the floor in an undignified heap, limbs askew and splayed out. He floated up to his feet, and glanced at the magician with a neutral expression, and then walked away at an even, languid pace. It did not take many strides for the hulking Kryptonian's long legs to carry him away from the magician. Although the handsome wizard still held a portion of his attention - for a time, at least.<br><br>The League made their address. Lor crossed his arms over his chest, and dipped his head. This world was not his own. The soil of this planet had not given rise to his people. And yet, it had embraced Kal El as one of her own. Perhaps if his father had turned the Black Zero on one of Sol's uninhabited worlds then a new Krypton might now share the system with Earth. Not for the first time Lor wondered where the <em>Doomsday</em> had retreated to. He considered the words of Wonder Woman, who made it plain that the League asked for the ultimate in responsibility and offered nothing in return. But Lor understood that. Duty and loyalty were their own rewards, and what higher duty was there but to the planet of one's birth and what was owed greater loyalty than the soil of the planet that gave rise to one's people?<br><br>Lor was bred to understand, but he did not - and perhaps could not - feel the connection with this planet. Lor looked to the crest of El on Superman's chest. The last son of Krypton: one Earth's most cherished sons. <br><br>There was no means by which Lor could possess the same esteem and acclaim. He was not made that way. But it was clear to him that there was a place for him on Earth - here, with Task Force X, or somewhere else. He needed only have the fortitude to grasp it. <br><br>Lor Zod remained where he stood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>27-08-2019, 09:11:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.slickstermagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/supergirl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Decisions<br>[TAGGING]: Brion, Zod, Superman, Open<br><br><hr><br><br>Kara chuckled softly at Static's comment about her Krytonian abilities then gazed curiously at Helena when she made her tour of the room, greeting everyone in a rather peculiar matter, in an outfit even more peculiar considering the circumstances. She looked down at herself, unsure if the woman was sarcastic and thought "Should I have brought my jammies?" then continued to watch Helena as she barely acknowledged Damian when passing him, then moved on to greet Raven.<br><br>Her attention drawn away from her by his companion as he took her hand in his, she smiled at Brion and greeted him back. <em>"Hello Brion. Nice to meet you as well"</em>, she replied, taking a mental note that he did not wear night clothes. <em>"Did something happen to her costume?"</em>, she asked shortly before the Justice League began to speak.<br><br>She listened to the combined speech of Batman, Zatara and her cousin. Their words made sense to her. Not one hero could save the entire world on their. Not even the Justice League could but all of them were stronger together than the sum of their individual powers. Besides, as she thought, spending more time with other Superheroes of her age was not at all an unattractive prospect, no matter what the younger Zatara thought of it.<br><br>Her eyes wandered to the others in the room. Each of them seemed to have very different lives and very different personalities. Some of them didn't even seem to like each other much, as was the case between the woman in pyjama who called herself Helena and Damian Wayne. Most others, however, seemed to be at the very least indifferent to each other. <br><br>Then, she thought, there was Lor Zod. What could the League be thinking to welcome the son of the traitor from Krypton like one of their own? She felt a surge of conflicted emotions and part of her wanted to be the first one to leave. Seeing her cousin was hard enough and although she loved him, she was glad that they only saw each other on rare occasions. <br><br>More than her cousin, Kal-El was all that was left of Krypton and a reminder of everything she had lost. Her home, her family, everyone and everything she had ever known, lost and would rather forget returned to the forefront of her memory each time she gazed upon Kal-El. She also remembered, although she was young when she heard of it, the betrayal and attempted coup that landed Dru-Zod in the Phantom Zone. Could she handle working with the son of Zod and all the memories and anger his presence will bring about?<br><br>If she wasn't certain that she could possibly work with him, she was even more curious about why he would accept the terms of the arrangement proposed by the Justice League. If he was anything like his father, he would never accept to work with others as equals. Yet, here he stood, in silence and looking almost... humble.<br><br>She tightened her fists once again as she stared at the floor and tried to calm herself. She glanced at the elevator and made a few steps forward. Without stopping, she lifted her stern gaze towards the center of the room and stopped just a few feet short of the meeting table, crossed her arms and glared at her cousin as she spoke. <br><br><em>"I hope you realize what you're doing to me, Kal. But you know you can always count on me. I'm not going anywhere." </em><br><br>She knew he didn't. How could he? He had no memory of Krypton, and neither did Zod. Only her could feel what she did only by being close to either of them.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>27-08-2019, 13:42:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.harpersbazaar.com.sg/2018/05/Lewis-Tan-08.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Left his bag in the fucking car<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Noone and everyone<br><br><hr><br>Despite having been engaged in conversation with other prospective teammates, Damian allowed a polite smile to Brion as the young prince addressed him. He knew Geoforce was competent though what Damian really respected was how driven he was. Likewise, he kept that same polite smile on for a certain Miss Bertinelli who arrived alongside the Markovian. <br><br>It amused him to see how blatantly obvious her thoughts about him were whereas he was able to maintain the air of pleasantry he'd afforded to everyone else he'd met thus far. <br><br><em>Heh, that hag is as vulgar as ever. I'm surprised she even has the capacity to acknowledge me</em> he thought, turning away and resisting the temptation to bust out a smug face. <br><br>Time spent on pleasantries would abruptly come to an end however as Vixen and a tattooed magic man whose name Damian was forced to recall from his memory of the personnel files. <em>Ah, so that is Zachary Zatara.</em> Damian paid close attention to Batman's words and a bit less to the rest of the JLA. Giovanni's public and emotional apology was noted in particular.<br><br>As the seconds ticked by, Damian's eyes wandered around the room, observing everyone present. Supergirl was displaying obvious signs of discomfort. <em>Something's bothering her. Hmm, it's either Lor Zod or...Lor Zod</em> He easily concluded, knowing enough of both Kryptonian's backgrounds from classified JLA dossiers that he had most definitely not hacked into to obtain. No, in fact, the culprit was actually Tim while Damian had simply been watching the smartest of the Robins doing what he did best. <br><br>The sudden outburst of laughter from Huntress naturally caught his attention though he soon found himself wishing he had the superpower of ignoring JUST that woman. <em>Uh, no one gives a shit Helena.</em> He felt an urge to roll his eyes but with the godlike sensory abilities of some in the room, he did not act on the urge even though he seriously doubted the analytical ability of the other teen heroes around him. <br><br><em>No one's going to leave. At least not yet. Everyone, even the cynical ones, will be intrigued enough to at least experience what this is all about.</em> He began predicting what the JL was going to have them do next as the allocated time trickled away. <em>Probably have us settle into the Sanctuary...</em> His soft smile suddenly became tight. <em>Shit, my bag's in the Bugatti.</em> <br><br>Approaching Batman, Damian said, <strong>"There's no need to wait out the full 2 minutes. This initiative is an opportunity no one, at least those that are present with me in this room, is going to miss out on.</strong> He nodded at the JL members, <strong>"The big dogs turning up themselves certainly helped make up minds. So, let's not waste time and move on...please."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>28-08-2019, 23:10:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.soultracks.com/files/stories/teyana_taylor.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Raquel Irvine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035652#msg15035652)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> This (https://www.classyin.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/530x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/g/s/gs557b-l.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 'round about noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Flirtations abound | Getting shit done<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> My Chick Bad-Luda/Nikki Minaj (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjAJJ70V2P8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All the people who spoke up. <br><br><hr><br>Raquel was not expecting anything of import to occur, not really. Yet the entrances of certain people did set her motor to humming. What started it? Well, the entrance of a woman who looked like she could beat the brakes off of just about anyone who stepped to her. What was her name? Huntress. Rocket didn't stare at women, most of 'em were uncomfortable with that level of sexuality aimed their way from another woman but damn.<br><br>Her response was automatic: "Fuck, baby doll, I could say the same." Was there a bit of purr? Yes. Yes, there was but damned if she could help it. Soon others entered, a fine ass brown-skinned man with shockingly light eyes and another one who stalked silently after the woman, like a well-trained guard dog. His introductions to the group were far more circumspect and Rocket decided immediately that she liked him. She just bet he was hell on wheels in a fight.<br><br>She did glance at her boy, glad to hear him in his element, happy to know that he was where he deserved to be. No one else was better suited to be here, not even her. However, she would NEVER tell him that! He was far too intelligent not to know it! Did she note the way he looked at the woman who had come in and skedaddled behind the hottie with the tats and red hair? Of course! He was her best friend, after all. She'd get it out of him... eventually.<br><br>The only voice she heard that annoyed her at once was the fucker on the bed. His sneered "You don't need a team. Let's make this easy. Tell me what the problem is and I will go handle it myself. If not, then I'm out. I've wasted enough time, and unless in the next five minutes you can convince me that I am making a mistake, then I'm popping smoke." had her hackles on the rise. Who in the fuck died and made him think he was King Kong Long Dong? She assigned him as <em>'Cunty Dickhead'</em> in her mind and determined she would ignore him thereafter.<br><br>However, the man who had entered with <strong>Mr. Cocoa and Fine</strong> and made his way to them, pulled a smirk to her lips and a wink. His words, that compliment? Yeah, she had to go there. Dark eyes raked over his form, starting at his feet and ending on his face. "Smart and sweet, in good shape. Not at all as nerdy as my boy. I wanna talk to you, yeah? Maybe you can explain the stuff Static won't." She leaned closer, the wash of her breath touching an ear as she whispered, "I think he doesn't want me to understand so that he can hold it over my head, later."<br><br>The general conversation continued, more introductions and such, until the hottie with the body interrupted, her voice a snap of sound: “Tell us the purpose of this. Why now?” YES! Thank the gods for her! The fact that she was easy on the eyes was also a plus.<br><br>However, a blonde with thighs for days soon entered the fray, introduced herself as Courtney and drew the eye of everyone for long moments with her perkiness. Well, for Raquel it was her ass. Why lie? Yet, the silence seemed to roll forth once the Late and Greats started to speak. There was some back and forth, words were given to those who had gathered, points laid out. The young woman took it all in but withheld judgment until Batman's final words.<br><br>"Anyone who makes the choice to stay will be held to the same standards as a League member. They will receive access to the Secret Sanctuary, which contains facilities that are equal to those of the Watchtower. I will give you initial targets today, but in the future you will be entrusted to utilize the Sanctuary's mainframe to monitor situations and respond at your own initiative, taking steps to coordinate your actions with the League when necessary. Anyone who is still here in two minutes will be deemed to have accepted these terms."<br><br>Slowly, people spoke up but there was no point for Rocket to do so. She was staying, period. Agreeing out loud was just a waste of air. Yet, the handsome one who had been by her side for most of this little gathering soon moved through the group like a fish through water and made the point that was obvious to anyone; no one was leaving so it was beyond time to get to the point. With a shift of her weight, Raquel managed to sidle just a little closer to Kara and Static before pausing. <br><br>Again, her gaze shifted to the man who had introduced himself as Gus and then to the others. This was a group that could handle it IF they worked together. The amount of power in this very room made anything else; unthinkable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>30-08-2019, 15:33:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Static (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Uniform<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday | 8-21 | 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> S.T.A.R. Labs[New York Branch] Roof &gt; Mt. Justice<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Static also tells it like it is<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open, Zach, Zatara, Batman, Wonder Woman, Aquaman</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> He engaged in more small talk and greetings for a bit more, until Batman began to call the meeting to order. That call was put on hold when the kid who showed up with Zatara on his magical Queen size suddenly got up talking <em>all</em> the shit. Like he was not only the best thing since sliced bread, but the only member the League and this proposed new team needed. Virgil could smell his shit from across the room, and was not amused. <br><br>He dealt with pretentious, pompous asshats all the time who thought they were too good for the world that revolved solely around them. An immediate thought popped into Virgil's head, imagining him going up against a villain solo and getting his ass turned inside out. Lessons in humility were sometimes a much-needed thing in the hero game, and he hoped Zach got his soon. What was even worse was that Zatara simply gave up and told him he could go on his way. Virgil could see the hurt in the old man's eyes. <br><br>His legacy was going to be nothing if he had no one to carry it on, and Virgil honestly didn't see that guy as League material. He looked more like a stage magician who was all about "Vape Life" and skating down Santa Monica. Batman attempted to steer things back on track, only for Aquaman of all people to have an outburst. And that...that was just the last straw. Virgil was many things, but someone to hold his tongue? He definitely wasn't that. Not after everything he'd done and been through. He sighed, hopping off of his saucer and summoning the plates into his hand.<br><br>&nbsp;"Okay. I can't stand this shit anymore. First off, Magic Mike," Virgil said with a look over at the younger magician. "Pop smoke, then, and bless us with your absence. I assume your eyes work as good as your mouth because we've got enough people and powers here that...to be honest, we could really give a fuck whether you stay or not. Because I know I'm not the only one who thinks working on a <em>team</em> with a guy who thinks it's spelled Me, Me, Me is a bad idea. From this alone, I know I can't trust you to have my back in the field, so I don't want you watching it. It's just a shame you disappointed a great hero like Zatara. He deserves better than you for blood."<br><br>&nbsp;Whether he responded or not, Virgil didn't care. He said what he was feeling, and knew he wasn't the only one who felt that way. He turned to the old magician and nodded. "Don't worry. We'll pick up his slack." With almost no pause, he turned to Aquaman, and walked right up to the massive Atlantean. First he turned to Wonder Woman, offering her a smile and a nod. She was one of the good ones.<br><br>&nbsp;" No, it's alright Princess Diana. Let him say how he feels. It's fine. Because we can do the same thing, right? This being Happy Harbor and not the Kingdom of Atlantis." Then he turned back to Aquaman, his smile turning immediately to a frown as he stepped up, unafraid of his big talk. "Hey, Water Guy," he said with a quick insult, as turnabout was fair play. "You think you're the only one who gets busy because you're a King? Well you're not <em>my</em> King; I didn't vote for you, so you get no respect since you give none. Oh boohoo. I'm a King. I rule one of the most advanced and forward-thinking nations on the planet.<br><br>&nbsp;I could change the world with my technology and magic but I don't because I don't think anyone but Atlantis deserves it. I have paperwork, and meetings, and coups to quell because my citizens don't agree with me blah blah blah. Or I dunno, telling dolphins to do flips because you're bored or some shit. Whoopdee doo," he said with a twirl of his finger to emphasize how many fucks he could give. "I've got <em>two</em> full course loads at school <em>and</em> I do the work of fifteen people by myself at S.T.A.R. Labs.<br><br>&nbsp;I volunteer in the community. I'm a full-time hero.&nbsp; And on top of that, I've still got my family to deal with, including my twin sisters, one of which is a <em>fucking clone</em>, yet I made the time to be here. Just like you did, so you're not special. You just got a crown while most of the rest of us don't." Despite him being outsized in height and weight, Virgil didn't back down. He'd fought giant monsters and helped save the world. This was nothing.<br><br>&nbsp;"I didn't invent a machine to make my flight from New York to here faster just so I could say this was dumb and turn my black ass around to go home. And except for Piff the Magic Dragon over there," he jabbed his thumb toward Zach, "it doesn't look like <em>any</em> of us did. So if you could stop being racist to everyone born above sea level for a bit, and showcase what a true hero's supposed to be for us new age guys instead of actin' like an ass, that'd be great. <br><br>Or you can go fuck off <em>unda da sea (https://thumbs.gfycat.com/LameDisgustingColt-size_restricted.gif)</em> and get back to taking fish out of their busy schedules to get you delivery from Krusty Krab, and I'll listen to Superman and Batman because <em>they're</em> here for the mission. The same reason I am. Rocket. Supergirl. GeoForce. All of us. Again...except Zach. We <em>made</em> time because we're here. We're <em>taking</em> responsibility because. We. Are. <em>Here.</em> Even him," he said and pointed at by far the biggest thing in the room, Lor Zod, who hadn't moved from where he stood.<br><br>&nbsp;The son of one of Superman's most dangerous enemies was standing in their midst, standing with them for justice when he could have just as easily been plotting revenge for his family or something equally nefarious. And Aqauaman was practicing his shit talk because he felt some type of way. Virgil stared him down, not even blinking for the moment. "So let us do our fucking jobs and help keep the world safe." Shaking his head at the disappointment of meeting Aquaman in real life, Virgil turned around to walk back to the new guys, only to stop, and shake his hand a few times at his side before turning back on his heels and walking back up to Arthur. <br><br>"First. Don't ever say <em>"bounce"</em> again. No one says that anymore and you should be ashamed. And last thing...Captain Planet was amazing. You don't disrespect him like that." Then he was done, dropping two plates that slid under his feet and lifted him to hover backwards over to the group to stop next to Rocket. He'd said his outburst, and didn't care of the consequences. It needed to be said because if a hero couldn't even stand up to bullying or stand up for their friends and team, they didn't deserve to call themselves such.<br><br>&nbsp;He listened intently after that, his arms crossed over his chest and his mouth shut as Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman all said their piece before Bruce told them that in two minutes, anyone still there was as good as&nbsp; Leaguer. Virgil didn't move a fucking inch. "I didn't let you down in Gotham, and I'm not gonna let you down now, Batman. You know I'm in it for the long haul. Just show me where to sign."<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>30-08-2019, 20:42:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/580be61f-5ecf-4ed3-92ab-9dd309c0b93a/db5mr8a-9d04a25e-2be3-4613-9f3b-92e1278b0aca.jpg/v1/fill/w_747,h_1070,q_70,strp/raven_quickie_005_by_exmile_db5mr8a-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTUwMCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzU4MGJlNjFmLTVlY2YtNGVkMy05MmFiLTlkZDMwOWMwYjkzYVwvZGI1bXI4YS05ZDA0YTI1ZS0yYmUzLTQ2MTMtOWYzYi05MmUxMjc4YjBhY2EuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEwNDgifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.41GMnxJRVG_Au3Uphn-75YzqGItkB7AjW4IMCIr2j7Y)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Raven (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15031642#msg15031642)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Noon-ish<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Irritated but still trying to do her best<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Just about everyone<br><br><hr><br>Raven frowned as a twitch of irritation had her hands briefly ball into fists as she listened to Zachary insult and dismiss just about everyone else in the room, followed by one of the older champions doing the same, dismissing their presence as if they were inconveniencing him.&nbsp; How dare he?&nbsp; She'd left her whole world behind to come to Earth, and these two idiots would speak of her this way?&nbsp; If she didn't have such an iron grip over her emotions, Raven might be seriously pissed off.&nbsp; Under the circumstances she was still disgruntled by their words and the negative emotions they exuded, but she merely glared at them silently from under her hood.&nbsp; Thankfully there was someone in the room that wasn't so reserved, the one called Static.&nbsp; She was impressed by him, she had to admit.&nbsp; He laid down quite the verbal beating on the two, unafraid and quite angry, not that she could blame him in the slightest.<br><br>"Making broad assumptions about us because of the words of one egotistical idiot is foolish to say the least," she added to Static's words once he had rejoined them.&nbsp; "Speaking of which."&nbsp; She turned her scathing look on Zachary.&nbsp; "While there has been an odd amount of sexual energy between a few of the members of this gathering, and it <em>is</em> distracting, the rest of us have only just met one another."&nbsp; Her brow furrowed as she continued.&nbsp; "So excuse us for introducing ourselves and sharing a bit of conversation.&nbsp; If you want to leave, please, do so, because I agree with Static.&nbsp; We don't need someone so arrogant that he thinks he can do everything by himself when we were all gathered here to be a team by the champions of this world."&nbsp; She dismissed him and looked to the king of Atlantis.&nbsp; "And you.&nbsp; I don't know why you hold such disgust for most of us, but letting your prejudices cloud your judgement this way is unbecoming of any ruler."&nbsp; She turned her gaze to the other champions.&nbsp; "You shame your fellows with such behavior, who have been nothing but welcoming."&nbsp; She nodded first to Batman, then to Superman in emphasis.&nbsp; "I am willing to stay, and I doubt any of the others... well, most of the others, will leave, either."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>31-08-2019, 11:21:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://nextews.com/images/54/92/54922a357e640ed3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Zachary Zatara (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029970#msg15029970)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Sleeveless black hoodie, light-blue vintage jeans with tears, and black Chuck Taylors<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 21 August 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Within the hour of 12<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary, Meeting Chamber<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ain't nobody got time for this shit.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Static, Giovanni, Open<br><hr><br><strong>A moment, please?</strong><br><br>Zach's brows slowly rose in slight shock and disturbance at his uncle's demonstrated weakness. He watched him summon a cane as he used it to unsteadily walk toward him. <em>What was this? What was going on?</em> Their eyes met and the incredulity hadn't left his face. Giovanni <em>pernitted</em> him to leave without protest--leave with his blessings and love. What a load of shit...Zach's astonishment warped into hot-blooded anger as he watch the great magician hobble away. His mouth opened and no words came out. His teeth came together as he scowled. This matter was between him and the old man!<br><br>Zach reached into his hoodie pocket when some loud, black kid felt like he needed to stand up to the bully. As he removed a pack of playing cards, he opened the box and dumped them into his hand as the kid continued his tirade. His thumb spread the cards into a fan. Zach finally turned to regard Static with a grin.<br><br>"Is this what you have been building the courage to say to me?" he scoffed with a careless laugh.<br><br>He crossed his arm before his chest and then cast the cards into the air: <em>Sdrac fo Esouh!</em><br><br>Zach briskly marched toward his uncle as the cards began to spiral around him like snow flurries. He rested his hand upon Giovanni's shoulder. His hazel eyes were like molten gold, burning in a simmering rage beneath his hood. He told him firmly, his voice pent up with anger, "We need to talk."<br><br>The cards whirled around the two, multiplying rapidly until they vanished in the shuffling. A pile of cards spilled upon the floor in their place.<br><br>[Continued in Random Happenings]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>01-09-2019, 06:54:47</strong>
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				Mission 1: <br>Lightning<br>Redbird<br>Supergirl<br>Vixen<br>Aqualad<br>Stargirl<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OB2eDux.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Batman/Bruce Wayne<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The Batsuit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> After the Zataras depart to solve family matters<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Batman divides the new arrivals into teams and briefings begin<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All present and sundry<br><br><hr><br>"Your word is sufficient, Static. You have earned that trust." The Batman said in a toneless voice. "Time has elapsed. Lightning, Redbird, Supergirl, Vixen, Aqualad, and Stargirl: you are with me. Huntress, Zod, Icon, Static, Geoforce, Firestorm, and Rocket: you are with Flash and Cyborg."<br><br>Flash and Cyborg took their group of recruits to another room within the Sanctuary to deliver their briefing (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309921.0)<br><br>"Raven, Wonder Woman has requested to speak with you privately." The Batman inclined his head towards the Amazonian member of the League, and she ushered Raven away. Superman was standing very close to Aquaman, worried about the fiery-tempered King of Atlantis making another outburst or worse. But the King simply stroked his beard. <br><br>"Two things." The Aquaman said to Static. "First: the amount of trash talk I take for talking to fish I'm going to mock Captain Planet all I want - he gets a free pass and I don't? Nuh uh. Second thing: do not swear in front of Superman. That's real disrespect." The King of Atlantis made no issue of Static sticking up for himself or anything that the young man said. If anything, there was a look of newfound respect for Static having held his ground and spoken his mind in a way that mattered and showed some grit rather than just crass attitude. <br><br>"Enough." The Batman said. "Aquaman, Superman, Green Lantern, you are all overdue in Qurac. The U.N. investigators will be relying on the three of you to keep them safe while they investigate the allegations that Qurac is developing biological weapons in facilities on the Biyalian border." <br><br>Superman looked sheepish, and Aquaman grunted. "Good luck, everyone. I'm sure you won't need it, but . . ." Big Blue said with an easy grin, and a small two finger salute, before he and Green Lantern flew off with Aquaman in tow within an emerald construct. <br><br>"Your mission is to investigate the coercion and use of a very powerful metahuman by covert elements within the United States government. Redbird encountered this metahuman several days ago and managed to retrieve video surveillance footage of this metahuman in action." The Batman raised a hand and activated by remote one of the monitors within the room. The monitor displayed video stills of varying quality of a metahuman in black tactical armour. The video showed this unknown metahuman fighting with normal humans who were woefully outmatched, and a chemically and cybernetically enhanced metahuman who fared only marginally better. "This is not the first time this metahuman has been deployed. Judging by the metahuman's actions, the suit or components of it function as a control device for the metahuman wearing it - the methods are too uniform to be the result of an individual operating under free will. Data gleaned from spy satellites detected a stealth craft operating at the site of the attack that conveyed the metahuman to and from the combat zone despite the demonstrated power of flight, furthering the theory that the metahuman is not acting of their own volition. Further investigation narrowed down the point of origin for this craft's flight."<br><br>The Batman pressed a few more buttons on the remote and it brought up a three dimensional representation of a facility that consisted of a fairly standard warehouse above ground, filled with shipping crates. But there was an elevator that went below ground for several levels - more than were displayed. "This facility has shielding that is beyond anything we can pierce with passive scanning. While an active scan could in theory breach the shielding, it would alert the occupants that attention is focused upon them and give them time to wipe any data and relocate incriminating assets. The facility power draw is massive - almost one and a half times the power usage of the Watchtower. The metahuman is being contained there, and what else we do not know. But that is also a part of your mission, albeit a secondary objective. Your primary goal is to free the metahuman victim from control. Nobody deserves to their will taken from them like that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 15:01:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Late Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Taking the lead<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Stepping up next to Batman, Damian said, <strong>"Thank you, Father. I'll take it from here.</strong><br><br>Fingers dancing across a touchscreen within his suit's forearm, the monitor in front of the team switched to a graphical board displaying a collage of photos with arrows linking each one to another, forming an intricate web of source material that all converged to a photo of an unassuming white, 3-storey office building. Retrieving a small, black laser pointer from his utility belt, he highlighted the image, circling a series of words under it. <br><br><strong>Fort Avenue, Washington D.C.</strong><br><br>Allowing a moment for the information to register, he addressed those assembled, his formerly jovial tone having turned dead-serious, <strong>"This is the front of the building. On council documents, it is officially called 'Cadmus', a private transportation company with links to a subsidiary under LexCorp. At first glance, everything looks normal and we would otherwise not have a reason to suspect otherwise. That was until I discovered this...</strong><br><br>The screen flicked to 2 line graphs, both composed of orange and red shading. An array of integers lined the horizontal and vertical axis of each. The one on the left was consistently low while the one on the right experienced sharp inclines dating recent months earlier.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"The left chart is the seismic activity chart for a local region approximately 10km away. And the one beside it is the chart for this facility's region."</strong> He chuckled. <strong>"Strange, isn't it? The seismic station attributed the inclines to regulated underground drill testing by Ram Incorporate, a drilling industry. I would've overlooked this if it hadn't been the fact that this is the same subsidiary company of LexCorp liked to Cadmus. Tracing the registration numbers of their test drills, I saw that Ram Inc's supposed vehicles were located within Cadmus's warehouse. And, for the past year, not a single one of them have left that warehouse."</strong><br><br>Another image came up, this time depicting what looked like the outlines of heavy trucks but draped in thick, brown coverings. <br><br><strong>"I arranged a representative from Wayne Transport to visit Cadmus and seek private space for our own vehicles. Turns out parking space ain't something Cadmus offers at all. This photo was taken by the same representative who I arranged to do a little corporate espionage for Wayne Enterprise. Those are Ram Inc's trucks and they are gathering dust right now in that warehouse."</strong><br><br>Flicking through a few more photos of the inside of the Cadmus offices, all of them that of the atypical, modern office space, Damian shrugged, <strong>"So, we triangulated the flight of the aircraft the unknown meta was in to this place yet there obviously is no definitive evidence that anything more than forgotten drilling vehicles reside here. Hmm, at first, I wondered if there was a mistake with the JL's spy satellites. But, if I've learnt anything while doing detective in Gotham, it's that there are no coincidences in this business..."</strong><br><br>A photo of a complex installation document belonging to a random company popped up. Damian elaborated for the team, <strong>"Now, strange thing number 2 is that upon my first attempt at hacking into Cadmus's computer systems, I was blocked. And not by any simple, commercial cyber-security software but by an unknown cyberwall that can be traced nowhere else. I wondered why a simple transportation company would develop their own security suite in-house so I chose to focus my efforts not on their general systems but the security software that blocked my initial attack."</strong> Puffing up his chest, he grinned. <strong>"Heh, and I, Damian Wayne, successfully hacked their own security system and from there, spread my malware's tendril's into the rest of their systems. Thanks to my efforts, I came across this external document within their own database from a company that specializes in the installation of elevators,"</strong> Pinpointing a mass of numbers on the document shown, Damian continued, <strong>"For those not familiar with human terminology, allow me to explain. These specifications detail the installation of a high-speed, long-distance lift. As Batman said, this thing goes not only accesses all 3 floors of the Cadmus offices, it also extends further underground. Multiple levels down, in fact. Hm, actually, if I was to do the math again right now...uh....times that...it's very much possible that this extends a dozen floors under-fucking-ground."</strong><br><br>He looked at the faces of the ones he was speaking to, gauging their understanding of his presentation. There was doubt regarding Supergirl's and Aqualad's understanding of what he was saying since they weren't exactly from the human world but he was confident that the literacy levels of the others were adequate enough for them to process everything he had presented thus far. <br><br><em>Honestly, it doesn't really matter if they either get it 100% or not. All they have to do is listen to my orders during the mission and it'll be all fine...ugh, I hope I'll be smart enough to account for all possible variables this time...</em><br><br>The monitor flicked to the next slide but instead of the previous collection of images, it played a video (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309523.msg15053065#msg15053065). The quality was crisp as can be though it had only just begun. It depicted a POV perspective from eye-level. Branches and trees made up the surroundings and an upward glance from the person whose view it was showing made it clear this was recorded when the skies were pitch-black with the occasional twinkle of balls of fire burning faraway. <br><br>Damian explained, <strong>"This is the whole video of the mission where I encountered the specified meta-being Batman described, filmed through the lenses of my mask. I was operating solo and I originally planned to only steal information from this place. It's a private dock in Seattle belonging to the notorious criminal organization, Intergang."</strong> The young Wayne brought up an empty chair, previously sat on by one of the JL heroes, and sat on it, crossing his legs. <strong>"You guys enjoy the film. If you feel the need to praise anything I do in there then...please do so. Heh."</strong> <br><br><hr><br>When the recording had concluded, Damian got up off his ass and resumed his position front-stage. <br><br><strong>"I know Batman has speculated that the meta-being I most pleasantly encountered, we'll call him '13' for the time being, is under some sort of control by his unknown handlers."</strong> Nodding at Batman, Damian said, <strong>"With all due respect to Father, I honestly don't have any concrete information regarding 13 and his background. He could be a supersoldier for the CIA. He could be some kind of battle android...hell, we don't even know if 13 is actually a 'guy'!"</strong> <br><br>Glancing at the screen, the last image that of his own blood splattered onto his plane's piloting system as he turned it off, Damian took a breath then said, <strong>"Look. There might be more than 1 '13'. And there is a good chance 13 is currently not being held within the specified facility. Who fucking knows. If he is there, we'll try to take him. By force if necessary. But if not, I want this to be a purely investigative mission. The primary objective will be to <span class="bbc_u">gather intelligence</span>. Whatever is in there, I want to KNOW about it and not smash it to dust."</strong> He gave a thumbsup, smirking at the others. <strong>"Y'all pretty much are going to be my bodyguards. Make sure I get inside this place, take care of any possible tangoes, and watch my back as I steal pretty much anything I can get my pretty hands on. And you 3..."</strong><br><br>Damian gestured at Supergirl, Stargirl and Aqualad, <strong>"You 3 are the chess pieces I'll use if we encounter 13 or someone like 'him'. You've all seen how strong 13 was...heh, but don't fret, even if you 3 fail, I have a plan. And if that plan fails, I'll have another plan behind that."</strong> His lips tightened. <strong>"But, let's be real, I'm really depending on just you 3 if we meet a monster in there. As for Vixen and Lightning, I plan on using both you as essential utilities during the infiltration mission itself. Vixen will prove useful in bypassing physical security measures and tracking down things I want tracked down. And Lightning's role is kinda obvious. Meanwhile, I'll take care of the infiltration myself, no need to worry about that. And also, I guess I should let all of you know..."</strong> His eyes narrowed and he glared at the team in front of him, a stark contrast to his previously courteous mannerism during their initial meetings with each other. <strong>"Don't. Fail. Me."</strong> <br><br>His face returning to a gentler expression as quickly as it had indiscriminately glared at his fellow heroes, Damian said, <strong>"We've only just met so the mission will take place on the 25th of August. We'll takeoff in my Birdplane in 1830 and we should reach DC in 1900. We'll have 4 days to get familiar with each other and prepare for the mission ahead of us. More specific orders will be given to each of you by me on the day. So..."</strong><br><br>With a wide smile, Damian asked the team, <strong>"Any questions?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 16:13:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 1PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Listening to Damian and not appreciating his attitude, voicing her concerns<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br><hr> Introductions had been conducted, outbursts rebutted, and the drama only escalated. Mari hoped Aquaman was right: eventually they would be able to work together...but it seemed that day would not be this one. Batman separated them all into two groups, and while the others left the Chambers, Mari took a seat at the table as a presentation began to explain what their own prerogative was. Mari could feel the ebb and flow of emotional waves in the room through her totem around her neck, and it caused her blood to pulse in her temples as she narrowed her eyes in concentration. The one called Damian Wayne then had the gall to take over his father’s briefing, and such an action did cause the woman to frown a bit in disapproval. <br><br>Damian’s words were offset with pictures and a video taken a few days prior, one that showed a graphic and grotesque display of prowess. She rolled her eyes when he blatantly asked for compliments on his own powers and actions, but she could tell no one else in the room was paying any attention to -his- techniques, but rather the one he was observing. Damian’s awkward concluding chuckle was unheard to Mari, her golden eyes now fully glued to the screen as the suited object known only as 13 established a new bar in what it meant to obliterate the enemy. Redefining unmerciful, his actions spoke to the woman on a raw and visceral level. <em>He’s an animal,</em> she realized. <em>A wild caged animal on a leash</em>, a mentality she could very much understand. <br><br>At the end of the video it could be seen of Damian conversing with 13, a man by all visual accounts but such outside appearances meant little in this world. The way the mystery spoke was robotic, unemotional. <em><strong>“I think...I think that's my name. Or designation...doesn't matter. I am what they say I am. What -she- says I am."</strong></em> Who was “<em>She</em>”? It seemed as though Batman hit the nail on the head due to his controlled puppet strings. By the way he spoke he was not in control of his “programming” or education in self-identity because he <em>had</em> no self-identity. If he was a cyborg, than he was controlled, if he was a man....then he was controlled. He came from <em>somewhere</em>, and with a name like “13” it had to have been a facility....just like the very one they were going to storm in a few days. <br><br><em><strong>“Y'all pretty much are going to be my bodyguards. Make sure I get inside this place, take care of any possible tangoes, and watch my back as I steal pretty much anything I can get my pretty hands on.” </strong></em><br><br>Mari leaned back very....very slowly in her chair and crossed her arms across her chest. Lifting her right leg over her left knee, she cocked her head to the side to give Damian a dangerous expression as he called some of them his “chess pieces” while then, in an almost forcible way, admit that she and Lightning were “useful” to him in other ways. She gave Jennifer beside her an incredulous look as if to say “<em>is this motherfucker serious</em>” before looking back towards Damian to allow him to finish digging his own proverbial grave. <em><strong><br><br>“Meanwhile, I'll take care of the infiltration myself, no need to worry about that. And also, I guess I should let all of you know...Don’t. Fail. Me.”</strong></em><br><br>Mari snorted when he dictated their travel arrangements and plans, and when he asked if there were any questions, she raised her hand like a student in class.<br><br>“I think I have a few,” she spoke up, her golden pupils dissolving into molten amber. “Starting with, um..yeah......<em>who are you again?</em>” His attitude had to have been fueled by an immense cock. There was little else that could sustain the delicate male ego such as something like that. “Allow me to redefine this relationship between us, between all of us.” Mari stood then and began to slowly walk towards him. “We just watched a video of you getting your ass handed to you. You are a little human in a large suit designed and bought for by money you did not earn, <em>We</em>-“ She motioned back towards people like Lightning and Aqualad. “...have not been handed a damn thing in our lives, so please forgive us if we do not jump onboard with your halfcocked plan immediately simply because you know how to crack a computer system.” Damian had not established himself well enough to speak to the others as dispensable, yet that is exactly how he spoke to Aqualad, Stargirl, and Supergirl....if they failed he had another plan? And another? <em>Excuse me?</em> Failed how— in death?? And he planned on “using” Vixen and Lightning because they somehow impressed him in their files he read on the way here? It began to make sense to her why he had known her name when they first met....<br><br>Vixen turned her back on Damian then to face the others, her arms still crossed. “We have seen what happens to Redbird when he faces off with this human...or thing....or whatever it is. And since his primary objective is to <em>gather intelligence</em> than I say let him do it.” She turned to look back at him over her shoulder before facing forward once more and continuing towards the others. “This is not some glory solo mission; we are a team and someone like us is being weaponized, and I don’t know about you guys but that doesn’t sit well with me. We can get Redbird inside, no problem, but as Batman said ‘Nobody deserves to have their will taken from them like that’. Once inside Redbird can go after all the information he wants...” Vixen spoke to them as equals in this endeavor as any of them could very well die. She made eye contact with Jennifer....Jackson....Courtney....and Kara. “But <em>I’m</em> going after 13....and I’ll need help.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 17:18:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.girlswithmuscle.com/images/full/52686.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> round about 1 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Super Secret Hero Hideaway...in Rhode Island...<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This...I can't. Can I just shock him until his heart stops for a few seconds??<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Fuck You-Lily Allen (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OK4fJhbRL1g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>Jennifer sat next to Mari and felt the blood rush to her fingers as an undeniable urge to shock him until he pissed himself roared through her. What kind of asinine asshole was he? Did all supposed Superdicks think like him? That those with meta powers were...what? There for someone's amusement? Who died and made him King of All He Surveyed? Still, she fought herself to a standstill.<br><br><strong>"...chess pieces..."</strong> Her teeth ground together as her hands clenched. <strong>"As for Vixen and Lightning, I plan on using both you as essential utilities during the infiltration mission itself. Vixen will prove useful in bypassing physical security measures and tracking down things I want tracked down. And Lightning's role is kinda obvious."</strong> She could feel herself losing composure and she worried that she was about to kill every single piece of electronics in this room and then FEED it to HIM. Through his dick.<br><br><strong>"Don't. Fail. Me." </strong> That sentence forced Jen up from the table and away, energy flaring nervously under her skin as her anger was roused. She was too angry to touch ANYTHING and that knowledge only made her angrier. So, she forced herself to hold, to breathe, to NOT jump across the table and choke him to death while electrocuting him. Only then did her gaze shift to Mari who's expression must have matched her own.<br><br>There were words, short and sharp, a hint of a growl heard beneath dulcet tones but somehow Jen could not focus on that. This was when she could have used her father's training. She had no idea on how to stop herself from exploding and wrecking millions of dollars worth of shit all because the pretty Dick had to BE a dick. Again, she swallowed, hands clenched tight enough that her nails pierced the palms. <em>'Breathe, Jen. Breathe. Don't lose it. Don't lose it. Don't lose it."</em> Wide eyes slammed closed and her head bowed as she forced herself to calm, to center, to STOP.<br><br>Finally, words registered. <em>“This is not some glory solo mission; we are a team and someone like us is being weaponized, and I don’t know about you guys but that doesn’t sit well with me. We can get Redbird inside, no problem, but as Batman said ‘Nobody deserves to have their will taken from them like that’. Once inside Redbird can go after all the information he wants...” </em> There was a small silence before Mari shifted her gaze to the rest of them, those beautiful orbs filled with determination. “But <em>I’m</em> going after 13....and I’ll need help.”<br><br>Those words settled her more fully and with the barest of nods, Jen resumed her seat. Her entire reaction had happened in silence but she could not allow his rudeness to stand, even if that meant she'd have to speak. With a quirk of one dark eyebrow, she pondered; "How much electricity do you think it would take to make you piss yourself?" She paused before continuing cordially. "That is what I wondered the entire time you were grandstanding and pretending that YOU had power over anyone here. Yes, you are the heir apparent but you are just a man, and not even half as much man as your father...so my original question remains. How much?" She stood up and stretched, the flat line of her stomach shown to good effect before she shrugged and added one more little thing. "The next time you speak to me as if I am expendable? I WILL find out."<br><br>She then turned toward the others and bowed her head in apology. "I apologize for my crudity." Pivoting on one small booted heel, she turned to latch her gaze to Mari. "I got you, baby boo. All you have to do is say." Finally, she allowed her wide eyes to return to the front of the room where the Batman and the others stood, her eyes skating past the hottie so that she could offer another apology to those who had gathered them together. "People are NOT chess pieces and THIS is not a venture where we gather together to make one little man look good. I do apologize for the interruption of the meeting and I will endeavor to do my part but maybe you should explain that one does not speak to members of a team with that sort of disrespect. If we are meant to be a team then he needs to expect that we discuss it as one. And if I am just a dog for him to command? Then excuse me but all of you can kiss my high yella ass." She turned toward the exit. <br><br>"Now if you'll excuse me? My father did not teach me how to maintain control in times of stress and I am worried I will destroy your electronics. Let me know what you decide." Then, she slipped away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 18:02:30</strong>
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				&nbsp; <br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+&nbsp; <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> He wants to treat me like a slave and I want to show him how slaves are treated!!!&nbsp; Damn Lighting and Vixen are HOT, commanding and sexy <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">I am very happy to be here!!</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AcceptableFlickeringIvorybackedwoodswallow-size_restricted.gif)</div></div>!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Here comes the Boom - Nelly (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br><em>‘Yes Massa, Is there anything else Massa, Can I get ya’ll slippers fo ya’ Massa?!?’</em> Damien had only gone into letting him know why his father was not fond of this land nor of Atlantis. The Bratboy had only made his thoughts of the Caucasian world simply more solid. He thought he was better than them because he was white and had a trust fund and the rest of them were no more than his playthings to be used as his shield or to bend them over for his pleasure, seeing the rest of the group no more than his personal harem at best. Seems he had a thing for chocolate of the female persuasion only, which was fine by him, as the only use he found for the boy was to drown him and start over. Seems the Man-bat had failed in his rearing of yet another bastard child. From his own research, the dark knight had a few offspring of sorts and it seems none of them fell from the same tree save the females all of his male children were no more than pricks in their own right. Save one and the verdict was still out on the other dark-skinned member of the Batman family.<br><br>“Excuse me, Dick, …sorry, wrong bat-brat. But excuse me if I am unimpressed by your technological skills. You will forgive me if I refuse to be your plaything or your damn shield. When you decide you have the manners befitting more than a sea slug or the balls bigger than a gnat to act like a team player you can come and see me. Till then you can carry yo’ ass with Zach wherever the hell he went to and you can form your own not needing a ‘team’ duo. Till then you can leave the ‘teamwork’ to those of us willing to be and act like a team!”&nbsp; Jackson did his best to breathe, he was so used to controlling himself and acting like a Prince even now he couldn’t help it. When in truth he wanted to let him have it as Vixen did but with both barrels. She was not helping her case at all, Jackson was starting to like her a bit more by the moment.<br><br>“I need you to listen to me and listen very well, I will even use small words so I will be ‘perfectly’ clear. Don’t seek to insult someone simply because they can’t hack a damned computer or don’t have the financial backing of their damned father.&nbsp; You might act like a damned prince cause your father may think he has more money than God. But I am a damned prince you puissant and the very next time…and I do mean the next time you insult me or my cohorts your ‘Father’ will have one less child that he will have to be bothered with. Do I make myself clear ‘Damien Wayne!’”&nbsp; Jackson’s eyes began to glow deep gold as he was flaming with anger and his fingers were itching to pull the water from Damien’s body and leave him a dehydrated husk upon the ground. He was pissed beyond his normal as the magic in his fingers was all but calling to him to form a whip and lash it round the boy’s neck. But he breathed and his hands closed forming fists rather than tapping into his power, he honestly thought the Wayne boy was no more than a racist chauvinistic prick.<br><br>When Lightning spoke up, he would call her something else but that was all he knew since she was silent about her name. She asked him a question he didn’t expect and the only thing that came to mind was. <em>‘Damn I think I am in love!!’</em> Yes, she was talking about inflicting pain upon him and maybe embarrassing him at the same time and that..that got his attention. She was right none of them were expendable and the fact that he thought that didn’t make him leader material at all. He hated that she left he would have clapped for her.<br><br>He turned away from the boy ignoring anything save an apology right now and looked at Mari. “So my lovely lady since you once again showed where your heart is and your loyalties lie. How do you choose to lead this rabble?” Aqualad clearly having taken a side and he was open to helping Vixen save whomever this ‘13’ was. He sighed but then stopped himself. “Forgive me ladies of my previous outburst. I will work better to control myself” He said coming back to himself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>02-09-2019, 22:10:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images.askmen.com/recess/interviews/crush-of-the-week-laura-prestin-10-151821044160.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Outfit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/82/b8/2c/82b82cceb8d29c02db6b8189792f28cd.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Epic Facepalm<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone present<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl resisted the urge to groan as the briefing was taken over by Damien, one hand rising to her forehead and dragging down over her face as he went on about the details like he was the king of the world and they were his lowly peons.&nbsp; Raised a real winner with this one, Bats.&nbsp; Congratulations.&nbsp; Of course the others, and to an extent herself, were upset by his lack of respect and blatant arrogance, but she managed not to snap at him, even if it was tempting to do so.&nbsp; The others, meanwhile, didn't hold back, and let the Boy Blunder have it, a fact she appreciated even if it wasn't helpful.&nbsp; She let them get it out before standing and tapping the butt of the Cosmic Staff on the floor, causing a sound much louder than the light tap should have warranted.<br><br>"Okay, okay, everyone put away the bruised pride and massive senses of self importance before y'all embarrass us in front of the Bat," Stargirl began with a deliberately light tone.&nbsp; "Redbird, seriously, tone down the ego.&nbsp; Your head barely fits in the room as is."&nbsp; She looked to the others.&nbsp; "And I know, it's tempting to turn the Boy Blunder into paste, but let's not kill each other before our first mission, okay?"&nbsp; She let out a weary sigh and sat back down, one leg crossing over the other as she looked to the Batman.&nbsp; "You picked a hell of a team, Bats.&nbsp; I dunno how you did it, but we're even more dysfunctional than an Arkam therapist on a bender."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 00:35:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early PM EST<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Kara speaks up<br><strong>[TAGGING]:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Kara listened to Batman's presentation intently, remaining standing with her arms folded over each other on her chest. She briefly rose an eyebrow when Damian took over the presentation but continued to listen with great interest. She smiled lightly when he boasted about his hacking skills, finding it more endearing than anything else, but her endearment quickly died when he expressed doubt about their ability to understand basic engineering Kryptoninans learned when they were five, and even moreso when he called them chess pieces. His last veiled threat was too much and she opened her mouth to protest, but others were quicker than she was at it and she simply lowered her head, pressing the bridge of her nose between her thumb and her index.<br><br>She listened to her companions as they said their pieces and nodded to Mari as she called for help in rescuing 13. When Stargirl finished, Kara took a step forward and faced them all.<br><br>"She's right, you know. We're all getting on our high horses, and maybe Damian is a prick, but we're all here for a reason: to save a person in need. Bickering isn't going to get it done. We're heroes, we need to act like it, especially if we're going to represent the Justice League."<br><br>She turned to Damian. <br><br>"As for you, you need to pay more attention to your Dad's or my cousin's leadership because you're way off. You don't own us, you're not better than us and news flash: I learned those engineering principles at the same age you were still trying to put two LEGO's together. I may not know all the terms, but I know how it works and I've had two years to learn twenty-six letters and ten digits. It took me less than a week. So you stop the assumptions right there. <br><br>Now, putting each of us in positions where our abilities will be the most useful makes sense, and I don't doubt your tactical skills but don't you try and make us extras in the Damian Wayne show because that won't work, and if we fail, it will your failure, not ours. Our priority should be to rescue the captive, not pick up candies and hide them under your cape. You wanna lead us? Fine. Do it right because you're not the only one with a brain here."<br><br>She paused and looked up to Batman - not expecting approval, but hoping the bat wasn't reaching for that piece of Kryptonite he was reportedly keeping in his belt.<br><br>"I'm also curious of what your plan was if we did fail you. You going to punish us? Give us the stick? I could send you in orbit without a spacesuit whenever I wanted, so your empty threats only make you sound stupid."<br><br>She crossed her arms and turned again to face everyone who was still in the room.<br><br>"Now, can we do this over again but properly and without the inflated egos?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>03-09-2019, 02:31:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/OB2eDux.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Batman/Bruce Wayne<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> The Batsuit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Aug 21 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> After All The Muffins Have Their Tantrums<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> The Batman Anticipates Going To An All You Can Eat Crow Buffet In His Future<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mission 1 Muffins<br><br><hr><br>Batman stood back and allowed Damian to take over proceedings. He listened and let Damian have his way - there were elements that he did not approve of, and knew would be poorly received, but the Batman let Damian continue. The point of all of this was to learn. For all of them. The extent of some of the responses made the Batman question how well some of those present would handle being taunted in the field.<br><br>He nodded to Lightning as she excused herself, showing the maturity to understand and express a limitation that she was working to overcome. It was one of the reasons that he wanted her for the team. He also subtly grit his teeth as Vixen comported herself in a respectable manner. It was not so much the five dollars he would have to give Aquaman over it but being wrong that rankled the Batman. In his mind's eye the Batman could already imagine Arthur taking the clean, crisp five dollar bill, waving it in Bruce's face, and then dancing around like a buffoon. The Batman resolved that he would have the last laugh by giving Arthur a Canadian five dollar bill. The terms of their wager had only specified that five dollars were at stake. What kind of dollar had not been established. The thought of doing so balmed the Dark Knight's injured pride over being wrong about Vixen.<br><br>The Batman looked at Stargirl, and nodded. "For the most part, I think the Justice League's faith in those present is deserved. Others have behaved in a way that may invite re-evaluation."<br><br>Although it was not Kryptonite, Kara could detect that the Batman had indeed reached for something beneath that cape of his. The Batman approached Jackson, and handed the Atlantean a device. It was a compact piece of Atlantean technology employed in surveillance of the surface. "I do not have as much capital to expend as Atlantis, and because of that I have learned a few lessons in frugality so I did not destroy this or the others like it. I do not pretend to have found them all, but I know what to look for. There is a shipping crate with more waiting outside the Atlantean embassy in New York City . . . if you could arrange for its collection, I would consider it a favour - the official channels to meet with the Atlantean ambassador are difficult to navigate." The Batman said, leaning in and speaking with a low voice. Some in the room would still be able to hear, but others might not. He looked down at the device now in Jackson's hand. "Not how I would have chosen to spend resources. Perhaps later you can ask Static about some of the projects taking place at STAR Labs that are looking for funding and put a word in the King's ear. There are some promising, innovative projects that could reduce and potentially eliminate the ocean garbage patches."<br><br>The Batman straightened and backed away from Jackson.<br><br>"I am going to leave you to work this out. It is important for all of you to be able to without a senior figure like myself or another senior League member present. I have enough trust in all of you that you are capable of achieving this much." The Batman looked over each of them, and then left the room. <br><br>He caught up with Lightning, find her not far away.<br><br>"Lightning." The Batman said in a curt, to the point tone. "You demonstrated commendable self control. I want you to know that it did not pass unnoticed." The Bat did not say anything more, but resumed walking afterwards with a parting nod to the young superheroine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>05-09-2019, 14:09:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 1PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Coming up with bits of a plan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br><hr> Damian seemed to have been mildly silenced by not only the fact that everyone in the room had turned on him, but even his own father had allowed him to dig his own grave of problems. Batman was not someone to come to the prideful aid of one so foolish, and it garnered an immeasurable amount of respect towards him from Vixen. If only she knew he had so little faith in her self-control that he bet against her....<br><br><em>“I got you, baby boo. All you have to do is say."</em> Jennifer had to excuse herself, the anger rolling off of her so tangible, Mari could feel the hairs on the back of her neck raise in electric energy. Perhaps she was more in tuned to it as it was an animalistic energy coming from Jennifer and it triggered Mari’s totem, or perhaps her friend was really that close to the edge. Regardless, it was clearly necessary for her to leave the room and so she let her friend have her space. She pulled out her phone to text her while Aqualad spoke to her.<br><br>“<em>So my lovely lady since you once again showed where your heart is and your loyalties lie. How do you choose to lead this rabble?”</em> Aqualad clearly having taken a side and he was open to helping Vixen save whomever this ‘13’ was. He sighed but then stopped himself.<em> “Forgive me ladies of my previous outburst. I will work better to control myself”</em><br><br>Mari chuckled after she sent a text to check in on Jennifer. She winked towards Jackson. “Yeah, maybe next time don’t threaten his life. We don’t have to love each other, we just have to work together and <em>well</em>. Any facility that is capable of creating, controlling, or gaining mastery over someone like 13 is incredibly dangerous. We need to learn each other’s strengths, each other’s weaknesses so we can protect each other out there.” As Batman spoke to Jackson, handing him something of curiosity, Mari nodded towards Kara and Courtney’s concerns before standing before Damian. “We ride with you on the 25th. I say very early morning to try and catch them fatigued and unaware. You’re the Master of surveillance, if there is anything you can learn so we can get in, get what we need, and get out, please let us know.” The woman raised her right hand and observed her palm for a moment as she paused. “Jennifer and I can, of course, get you inside, but once you start diving into those computers, I’m going to find 13. You’ll need someone to watch your six, so I say you start making nice so one of us volunteers to not leave your ass behind.”<br><br>Mari then turned away from him to look directly at Supergirl. “I’m really going to need your help inside. Whatever this meta is, he looked like he mirrored a few abilities that I’ve only seen the people from your homeworld have. Namely...the heatvision? Did you see when he melted his own gauntlet off? I’m not saying he’s Kryptonian, but....the guy he fought mentioned Superman by name. Whoever these people are, they are prepared for someone exactly like you. We are going to need to bring Kryptonite to cover all bases, but I’ll need guidance in transporting it as I won’t want it affecting you in the process. Once weakened I’ll be able to debilitate him.” She turned to Jackson. “This Mission will be stealth in the beginning, but we won’t remain undetected for long. Jennifer can short circuit the cameras and communications so it’ll slow them down, can you....like.....explode a pipeline on a far end as a distraction? Something that’ll get the majority of the people inside running towards to try and fix? While Damian is getting his intel with someone guarding him, the rest of us will try and find 13. I doubt he will be friendly. We will incapacitate him....<em>somehow</em>....and then transport him back.....<em>somehow</em>....” Mari was starting to hit roadblocks in her plan, it being her first one made with a group. She looked at the others. “And then we meet back at the ship and come home.” She scoffed without mirth, and said very sarcastically: <em>“Easy peasy.”</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>06-09-2019, 09:57:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Plotting and scheming<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Team 1, Open<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.msg15059490#msg15059490">Quote from: Vlexia on 05-09-2019, 14:09:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Mari then turned away from him to look directly at Supergirl. “I’m really going to need your help inside. Whatever this meta is, he looked like he mirrored a few abilities that I’ve only seen the people from your homeworld have. Namely...the heatvision? Did you see when he melted his own gauntlet off? I’m not saying he’s Kryptonian, but....the guy he fought mentioned Superman by name. Whoever these people are, they are prepared for someone exactly like you. We are going to need to bring Kryptonite to cover all bases, but I’ll need guidance in transporting it as I won’t want it affecting you in the process. Once weakened I’ll be able to debilitate him.” <br><br>[...]<br><br>Mari was starting to hit roadblocks in her plan, it being her first one made with a group. She looked at the others. “And then we meet back at the ship and come home.” She scoffed without mirth, and said very sarcastically: <em>“Easy peasy.”</em><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kara nodded emphatically to the woman called Vixen as she spoke. <br><br>"You'll have it, of course. I'm not sure either who - or what - this 13 guy is, but I agree, he at least seems to have similar abilities to mine and Kal's. I hope we can free him without having to fight him, but if it comes to that, I'll do my best to hold him off long enough so we can we can reason with him, or break whatever control they have over him."<br><br>The Kryptonian felt slightly uncomfortable at the thought of them carrying kryptonite around, but in the circumstances, it was the logical thing to do. "Where do they all keep finding this stuff, anyway? Krypton was 27 light-years away from here, it should have taken millennia for any debris to make it here.", she thought. <br><br>"Lead. It's as simple as that. The effect of Kryptonite on us is severe radiation poisoning, nothing more, nothing less. Put the Krytponite in a closed lead container and I won't even know it's there. Just... make sure it's tightly closed? Please?", she asked in a supplicating voice.<br><br>After a quick silence she added: <br><br>"And I'd use it only as a last resort. If we're trying to rescue this guy, it makes no sense to harm him with the only thing that can really hurt him. You know... assuming he's even Kryptonian. If he's Daxamite, he'll have similar powers to mine, I assume, but Kryptonite won't do a thing against him. And lead could kill him. So we should really do our best to know who we're dealing with before we do anything that could have serious consequences."<br><br>Kara wanted nothing than the captive to be Kryptonian, and if so, she wanted nothing less than hurting him. If there was yet another survivor of her species, one she wasn't related to or who wasn't related to a genocidal maniac, it could make things very different for her. He could be a friend. Someone she could share her pain and memories with. Maybe they could even repopulate the species...<br><br>As that last thought embarrassed her, she did her best to cast it out of her mind and tried to focus on what Mari and the others had to say instead, hoping her disturbing thoughts didn't show on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>06-09-2019, 15:16:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pinimg.icu/wall/0x0/damian-wayne-C2767b9d9656e0c42184e01ac6264e1e3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Redbird Super Suit (https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/2fc4b45e-25de-43b5-9afa-f9942411ee1c/dcsl3w0-45d70c34-3ca9-4cce-b7e9-6b0d5755b973.jpg/v1/fill/w_852,h_938,q_70,strp/darkhawk_urban_hunt_by_karolding_dcsl3w0-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9MTQwOCIsInBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzJmYzRiNDVlLTI1ZGUtNDNiNS05YWZhLWY5OTQyNDExZWUxY1wvZGNzbDN3MC00NWQ3MGMzNC0zY2E5LTRjY2UtYjdlOS02YjBkNTc1NWI5NzMuanBnIiwid2lkdGgiOiI8PTEyODAifV1dLCJhdWQiOlsidXJuOnNlcnZpY2U6aW1hZ2Uub3BlcmF0aW9ucyJdfQ.WxNaQtqxiRJwkEgQg1ugOyCIyGoxrjaX31XG7miZnPg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21st, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Late Noon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> JL's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Apologizing <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>He didn't really understand why the others were reacting so aggressively. It perturbed him deeply and he raised an eyebrow, biting his tongue, as the others made threats toward him. Even if they were empty, or at least he perceived them to be empty, there was an undoubtable veneer of meaning to them that he recognized yet struggled to decipher. Like a lost boy, he glanced at his father for guidance but there was none to be had from the Batman. It seemed he was to deal with this predicament alone. <br><br>Damian furrowed his brows, perspiration beginning to drip down his neck. He hypothesized a thousand times and over, wondering what exactly was the cause for their reactions, an incident he had not planned for at all. An easy solution would be to place the blame on the intricacies of human interaction but a part of him spurred him to actually try to understand the strangers he'd angered. <br><br>Standing there, alone, looking very much like a deer caught in the headlights, Damian pursed his lips together. They felt dry despite him having had a drink mere minutes ago. He'd already figured the dilemma had something to do with labeling his future teammates as 'chess pieces', as if they were more tools than people in his self-concocted plan. Yet, it would've been a lie if he was to say he empathized with the feelings they were expressing. The anger, the disappointment, the shock. At what? Being dehumanized? Were people not dehumanized all the time? <br><br>Putting him in their shoes definitely did not work. He found himself a very beautiful and excellent piece of work, after all. <br><br>Giving up on relating to them, an endeavor he found more daunting than scaling Everest, he mustered his strength and walked toward the group despite having been publicly ostracized by pretty much everyone seconds ago. He felt a twinge of pain within his chest as he approached them, preparing to deliver an apology concocted by the elements of his own emotion but not the whole pieces. <br><br>He was an actor of himself. <br><br><strong>"Guys, I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean those words. I was insensitive and there is no excuse. I'll make sure it won't happen again."</strong> He bowed. <strong>"You guys are my partners and likewise, I yours. Please, forgive me."</strong><br><br><hr><br>He expressed his agreement with Mari's proposal that Kryptonite is brought with them to the mission with a nod but glanced at the others. Would they appreciate him speaking any further or did the social situation call for further silence from him? <br><br>Unsure of whether it was right for him to speak or not, he simply nodded and waited until Kara finished. He allowed the possibility of another who possessed Kryptonite to speak. The alien mineral, not of this world, was not only deadly to Kryptonians but, given sufficient exposure, also harmful to humans as well. <br><br><strong>"I'll take care of the Kryptonite."</strong> Realizing he was looking down, he tilted his head up. <strong>"And the closed lead container."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>06-09-2019, 17:05:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://images.askmen.com/recess/interviews/crush-of-the-week-laura-prestin-10-151821044160.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hero Outfit (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/82/b8/2c/82b82cceb8d29c02db6b8189792f28cd.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21st<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Thank goodness u.u<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone present<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl sighed in relief as the tension in the room lessened, though it didn't go away completely.&nbsp; The Batman admitted there might be a need to reevaluate those the League invited, and Damian actually had the sense to apologize.&nbsp; Will wonders never cease?&nbsp; Maybe there was hope for this little impending train wreck after all.<br><br>"Hey, you know, there might not be a need to use Kryptonite at all."&nbsp; Stargirl called attention back to herself and held up the Cosmic Staff as she continued.&nbsp; "For those of you not in the know, my staff channels cosmic energy at a very high rate.&nbsp; I don't remember the math off the top of my head, but that's not the important part."&nbsp; She grinned as the head of the staff flared with golden yellow light, almost as if a drop of sunlight had been summoned into the room.&nbsp; "I can use it to fire blasts of cosmic energy in the spectrum a star produces.&nbsp; While yellow cosmic energy would empower our lucky number 13..."&nbsp; The light shifted from the comforting yellow to an almost sinister red.&nbsp; "...red cosmic energy has the opposite effect, as our friend Kara here could tell you."&nbsp; She turned it off almost immediately, not wanting to make said friend uncomfortable. &nbsp;"That is, <em>if</em> 13 is Kryptonian.&nbsp; A few good blasts and he'll be no more powerful than I am without my gear."&nbsp; She gave the staff a twirl and bowed.&nbsp; "Stargirl is ready and able to help.&nbsp; If it turns out our potential new buddy is Kryptonian, I can help Kara keep him busy.&nbsp; If he's... what was it?&nbsp; Daxamite?"&nbsp; She shrugged.&nbsp; "Well, I'm no slouch when it comes to fighting, so I can still help.&nbsp; Probably where I'd be the most use either way, to be honest.&nbsp; Unless you run into a problem a girl with genius level intellect with a degree in robotics can solve, of course."&nbsp; She threw them a wink.&nbsp; "Then you can just give me a buzz and I'll show up with bells on~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 02:14:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.girlswithmuscle.com/images/full/52686.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> round about 1 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Super Secret Hero Hideaway...in Rhode Island...<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This...I can't. Can I just shock him until his heart stops for a few seconds??<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Fuck You-Lily Allen (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OK4fJhbRL1g)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br><em>Breathe. Just breathe. You got this. In and out. Gods, Mari's gonna be pissed if I don't pull it together!!</em> Of course, her girl had texted immediately after Jen left the meeting, to check-in, to soothe in her exceedingly forthright way but dammit! That BOY <em>Grrr!</em> She was interrupted in her pacing by the presence of Batman. Immediately she paused and glanced at him with wide doe-like eyes, white teeth finding her bottom lip and nestling there. However, his words threw her for a loop.<br><br>"Lightning, you demonstrated commendable self-control. I want you to know that it did not pass unnoticed."<br><br>His voice was deep, commanding but not really harsh only brisk. To the point. She found it much easier to listen to then the self-righteous tones of the Bat brat. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Thank you, Sir."</span> Then the man was gone, his long legs quickly carrying him elsewhere.<br><br>Well, there was nothing for it. She had to go back in. After all, Mari was probably ready to go, both barrels blazing. No way she'd let her girl have all the fun. Jen drew in a few deep breaths and blew them out, calming and centering herself fully before she slipped back into the vast expanse of the meeting room only to hear Mari say <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Easy peasy.”</span> Well, hell she must have missed hell of a plan...or you know, NOT.<br><br>Moments later, the bubbly blonde with the S on her chest chimed in but that drew to a close for long seconds when the Bat Boy strode over and offered his apologies in what sounded like a very sincere tone of voice. Jen found herself blinking in consternation. How the hell was she supposed to remain angry, NOW?? He looked almost abashed and though there was no way in hell she was going to apologize to him, she did appreciate the fact that he was making an effort.<br><br>Silently she joined the small group, her well-muscled form finding a spot near Mari that allowed her to keep an eye on everyone else while following the conversation. The other blonde known as Stargirl brought up the fact that the Kryptonite might not be needed which caused the lightning-based heroine to breathe a small sigh of relief. It would be downright dangerous to have such next to one of the strongest team members, lead container or not. When a momentary pause descended, Jen raised one finger and spoke.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Okay, so far I've heard Kryptonite, saw a red star flare from the end of a staff and heard Mari announce that something would be easy peasy. However, due to my own inability to control my anger, I have no idea what happened prior. Can someone please offer me a recap?"</span><br><br>A small smile tilted her lips upward as she darted a glance around the room and the people who had gathered here. There was no point in trying to hide her issue. These would be her teammates and they needed to know just what her uncontrolled surges could do. However, she much preferred that they not find out by actually seeing it for themselves! She would die of embarrassment!! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>07-09-2019, 06:18:55</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+&nbsp; <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> He wants to treat me like a slave and I want to show him how slaves are treated!!!&nbsp; Damn Lighting and Vixen are HOT, commanding and sexy <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">I am very happy to be here!!</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AcceptableFlickeringIvorybackedwoodswallow-size_restricted.gif)</div></div>!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Here comes the Boom - Nelly (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;<br><br><strong>"Well lovely, you left a few more threats came to laughing boy and I need to pick up something from the consulate for the 'Batman'.&nbsp; Redbird decided he wanted to apologize for calling us his pawns..." </strong> He pauses cause he wasn't sure if it was sincere or an act as the first thing that came out of his mouth felt like the truth of how he felt to Jackson, but he continued. <strong> "Then Mari stated that Kara was going to hold the kryptonite, Kara suggested that the Kryptonite be housed in a lead box so she could carry it and as a back up just in case 13 was more Daxamite.&nbsp; Courtney suggested just using Red Sun solar radiation if 13 got out of hand to save Kara from Kryptonite poisoning.&nbsp; While I was waiting to find out when I could see you again." &nbsp;</strong>He teased.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Truth be told we are still going to need someone to guard Redbird's back even though he acted like a total tool.&nbsp; So that is the recap unless I left something out?" </strong> He said as he was already looking forward to getting into some action or at least something that would get them out of the limelight of the higher-ups.&nbsp; He was willing to give bird boy the benefit of the doubt but in truth, he was still wanting to string him up by his hands and throat.&nbsp; He wasn't used to fakeness and wondered did he want to just assume the leadership role now that Mari proved herself far more capable and easier to work with than his billionaire batboy.<br><br>He was sure that he was going to have to ask Mera to talk to his Arthur as she seemed to have a way with words with the Sea King.&nbsp; He would have the order that Batman wanted before they left for their mission if not sooner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>08-09-2019, 02:04:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/Bnk8dSNIAAAPRXb.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mari: Vixen<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and Gold Catsuit (https://i.imgur.com/AGPTVvi_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday, August 21<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 1PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Exhausted still from Iceland and excusing herself<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> Kara was understandably hesitant when it came to the plan with Kryptonite, and now that Damian was back on the team mentality he made the gesture to take care of the challenge himself. But it was Courtney that brought up a spectacular alternative. <br><br><em><strong>“A few good blasts and he'll be no more powerful than I am without my gear."</strong></em><br><br>“That’s....<em>incredible</em>, oh....shit, yeah. I didn’t know that staff had such capabilities....”<br><br>Jennifer then returned to the room asking for a recap. Mari nodded to Jackson for his aid before looking at all of them. <br><br>“Let’s meet Damian in the hanger to ride at 2AM on the 25th as suggested. Redbird can debrief us on anything he has learned by then to enter the facility and we can formulate a more concrete plan when we have more information. Good?” Mari nodded to everyone a bit curtly before turning towards the door. “Good. Now, I need to dry off and meditate for a few hours....really let the events of today sink in. So if you all will excuse me....”<br><br>And with that small excuse, Vixen exited the Chambers and left to go towards her room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>08-09-2019, 06:43:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/5a6f5852d24e1c73fa5d7c27deccdbbd/tumblr_ounlzwnHAM1qhzcceo2_500.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Friday August 21st 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Plotting and scheming<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Team 1, Open<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara nodded to Damian when he apologized and offered to handle the Kryptonite for her, offering a smile as he lifted his head back up. He might be sincere, he might not be, she couldn't tell for certain, but she chose to give him the benefit of the doubt and assumed he meant his apology.<br><br>"Thank you, Damian. I appreciate that."<br><br>As Stargirl spoke, she turned her attention to the athletic blonde and watched as she made a demonstration of the capabilities of her staff. She briefly covered her face with her hand to protect them from the Red Sunlight, a futile but also unnecessary move, then grinned, visibly impressed. <br><br>"That's amazing! I think that's a great idea! If we can use that staff of yours on this guy, we'll be able to neutralize him without hurting him. We should still pack the Krytponite, just in case, but I think the staff is our best option."<br><br>Detecting the question in her tone of voice, Kara explained:<br><br>"Daxam is a planet in another star system that some Kryptonians colonized a very long time ago. Colonized a very long time ago. As they mixed with the natives who lived on the planet, they diverged a little bit from the Kryptonian ancestors and become far less susceptible to radiation poisoning from the mineral you call Kryptonite, however, they developed a deadly allergy to Lead. I -think- the Red Sunlight thing would also work on them, but I can't say for certain. I... was gonna do my graduation research paper on Daxamite history and evolution. Obviously, that didn't happen."<br><br>She stopped talking for a moment as she seemed to reminisce then her mind returned to the present when Mari made the final call. <br><br>"Sounds good to me", she acquiesced a bit somberly before Mari departed. Shortly thereafter, she nodded to the rest of them and announced her departure as well.<br><br>"I'm going to air my head, now. I won't be far. Just holler if you need me. I'll hear."<br><br>Kara then left the room as well and walked to the elevator before leaving the Sanctuary, heading for the beach close by that she decided to take a walk on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>09-09-2019, 03:13:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.girlswithmuscle.com/images/full/52686.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> round about 1 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Super Secret Hero Hideaway...in Rhode Island...<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This is all good.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>The handsome man with the pretty eyes offered a quick recap, his deep voice almost the rumble of a mountain lion, the purr of a cat. A small smile crossed her face even as she blinked at him. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Yes. I think I am now up to speed. Thank you very much. I am sorry. I never caught your name or did I? There's been so much happening that everything seems to be a bit of a blur?</span> She paused a moment, pursed her lips in contemplation and then offered her own name. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am Jennifer, by the way."</span><br><br>Her attention was drawn to her girl as Mari prepared herself to take leave. There was a hint of something quite akin to snappishness in those usually dulcet tones and that drew a quirk of a frown to Jen's features. Still, she only moved aside once Mari had spoken for a final time. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Good. Now, I need to dry off and meditate for a few hours....really let the events of today sink in. So if you all will excuse me....”</span> She could tell by the look on her best friend's face that all of these people gathered in one spot, their disparate energies, had effected the beauty negatively.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Hit me up later, love."</span> Then the beauty was gone. Kara was the next to excuse herself and Jen only offered a small smile in lieu of a spoken farewell. Really, she ought to find a dance studio, a gym, something to blow off this stress she felt. It would help...and maybe she'd quit worrying about the fact that she had seen Virgil and that he had seemed so much the same...and yet, he had <em>changed</em>.&nbsp; With a sigh and an act of will, Jen pushed the young man from her thoughts and turned her attention to those who remained.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I look forward to working with all of you. For now? I am going to head out. Somewhere there is a dance studio and a gym calling my name."</span> With that she turned on one small heel and exited, post haste.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>10-09-2019, 20:03:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 21, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid morning till 11:20+ --&gt; August 25<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> He wants to treat me like a slave and I want to show him how slaves are treated!!!&nbsp; Damn Lighting and Vixen are HOT, commanding and sexy, can't forget Courtney, Raven, and Kara too! <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">I am very happy to be here!!</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://thumbs.gfycat.com/AcceptableFlickeringIvorybackedwoodswallow-size_restricted.gif)</div></div>!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Here comes the Boom - Nelly (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeHJJaIV3t0j)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>Jackson watched as Mari left, thinking…hoping they were good.&nbsp; There was no thought of him stepping on her toes with his presence there, but nonetheless, here he was.&nbsp; He was completely aware of the space and proximity between himself and Jennifer as she returned to the room.&nbsp; He couldn’t help but to enjoy the view of this lovely woman before him, there were several in the room.<br><br>He listened to Kara and she was so sincere, sweet even, but he wondered about her and her purity…not that kind of purity as it was none of his business.&nbsp; She could probably be naïve, mostly it was that she took people at their word.&nbsp; He, on the other hand, was more of a grain of salt kind of person and he realized he didn’t do bullshit, but he was going to give Damien the benefit of the doubt also. <br><br>It was hard to deal with disrespect. <br><br>He just didn’t do it and deep down he didn’t think that Damien understood that as much!&nbsp; Being whom Damien was and more than likely the Batman, didn’t raise him as a child so wasn’t there to help him understand, you just don’t talk to people or treat them as if they are expendable.&nbsp; All life had some value until they took another life than to Jackson at least, their value ceased.<br><br>When Stargirl, Courtney…<em>’ damn she is fine’</em>, spoke about her rod he was impressed.&nbsp; He wondered about this Daxam planet that Kara mentioned and was thinking he was glad to be from Earth he wasn’t sure about being in space without water.&nbsp; Yet from his perceptions Kara seemed to feel on the outs here, he understood that feeling too.&nbsp; He had that feeling both on land and sea.&nbsp; Being the adopted son of a Sea king was kind of the only thing he had going for him, other than being a water mage.&nbsp; So he was aware of the outsider feeling of it all.&nbsp; &nbsp;He watched Kara leave thinking he would catch up with her later, maybe she needed to just talk?&nbsp; He could do that.<br><br><strong>“It is fine lovely, I am Jackson.&nbsp; I know things can get kind of chaotic at a meet and greet.&nbsp; Jennifer?&nbsp; Nice, it is my pleasure to meet you, Jennifer.&nbsp; Maybe we can have a coffee some time or just sit down and chat?” </strong> He found himself asking, no one got far without making things happen.&nbsp; That was Arthur’s philosophy anyway and perhaps it seems to have rubbed off on him.<br><br><strong>“Then I hope to see you again, maybe another call sometime perhaps?”</strong>&nbsp; He stated with a wink and a smile as she moved away.<br><br><strong>“I suppose it would be good to find a room.&nbsp; I guess I will do that then make a trip to the consulate.” </strong> He said realizing not often Batman made a request, in truth it was the thing that saved the Bratboy…the dark knight was still a master of distraction. <br><br><strong>“If you need me for anything…I will probably be in the pool…or even outside.”</strong>&nbsp; He said since they were in a harbor, after all, he saw some workouts in his future.&nbsp; If all else failed he might have to practice more with this group, than alone.&nbsp; He believed it would be good for everyone to know how to function together both with and without powers.<br><br><br>***<br><br>Once he got back he went to check on his other teammates, as well stopped to check on Augustus.&nbsp; The one called Icon as it seemed he was truly going to bolt were it not for the time limit had expired.<br><br>***<br><br>Aug 25<br><br>He was up early this morning.&nbsp; He had been practicing, the nerves of what they were about to do sticking out as he went over all of the information that they had a few times.&nbsp; He was able to get his stealth armor activated and was ready and waiting for the rest of the group to arrive.&nbsp; He made it a point to spend time getting to know them.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>10-09-2019, 23:49:22</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 2AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League Hanger<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ready for Take off<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> The hanger’s light sensors detected the subtle movement of her in the early darkness. Porcelain white fluorescent lights flickered on with a subtle blue hue, humming down the line as vessel after vessel was exposed to her eyes. The far wall was of curved metal, a protection made of flexed joints, and lifting her hand to the left, Mari pressed the button on the wall. Immediately the machinery sprung to life as wheels turned and the wall lifted up into the ceiling, bringing in the cool morning night air of the launch direction. <br><br>With silent steps, her padded feet soaking up the sounds of her movement, the woman stalked down towards the designated ship meant for their mission. Wayne Aerospace had designed most of the air and spacecrafts in the hanger, and Bruce had been kind enough to “donate” the one she was currently walking towards for this particular Mission. The dusty caramel suit she wore cling to the dangerous curvature of her form like it had been poured on her, her totem necklace braced her long, swanlike neck, and her hair was currently cornrowed back down her scalp into long thin, crimson braids. Sensing her approach, the jet aircraft released its airlock entrance and as steam escaped, the metallic gangplank lowered to Mari in greeting. <br><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Welcome Vixen. </strong></span><br><br>Tiny LEDs clicked on the inside as she stepped in, hand tracing the wall as she passed and walked towards the helm through the dimly life corridor. The entire thing was build for speed, maneuverability, and stealth, the extreme levels of technological advancements only somewhere a company such as Wayne Enterprises could fathom. <em>The Darkwing. </em> (https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C3Pw8_mUkAAfdE8.jpg)<br><br>There were four chairs at the front for Commander, Pilot, co-Pilot, and Navigator, as well as places to be buckled in in the body of the ship for two more passengers. Mari sat briefly at the Pilot seat and flipped the switches, pressing the few buttons in necessary order to prepare for takeoff, and once finished she stood up and walked back out when something tingled at the back of her neck. Hairs raised like she wasn’t alone, nor had she been, and suddenly Mari was on the alert. <br><br><em>Bubo bubo (Eagle owl):</em> Her pupils dilated so profoundly the black portions took up her entire visible orb as her senses glittered a presence off by the wall. Mari frowned and shut her powers down when she recognized the shape as one of her expected teammates. <br><br>“Aqualad, good morning. I’ve already downloaded Redbird’s investigatory flies into the ship’s computer. As soon as everyone else arrives we will be able to take off.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 09:05:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 2:15AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League Hangar, Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ready for Take Off<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara landed on the beach, a short distance from the Mount of Justice, and made her way to the entrance. As the base's security systems detected her, an artificial voice greeted her. <br><br>"Welcome, Kara Zor-El."<br><br>The Kryptonian entered the base then walked to the elevator, selecting the hangar's floor, then waited until the elevator doors opened. Walking with a firm step into the hangar, she made her way to the Darkwing. She stopped a few steps short of the boarding ramp and took a deep breath, fixed her uniform, more as an effort to calm herself than out of any concern about the condition of her uniform - made of Kryptonian fabrics, it was nearly indestructible and did not become wrinkled - then gathered her cape around her before climbing into the ship.<br><br>She walked along the hull of the ship, taking lighter steps than usual. The hallway was dimly lit and for some reason, Kara felt like she had to be solemn, as if she was entering a church, or the office of someone important. As she entered the cockpit, she gently tapped the wall with her fingertips. <br><br>"Hello! I'm not late, am I?", she asked with a soft voice seeing that some of her teammates had already arrived.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 16:17:59</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This is a mission not a wake!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>Jackson knelt in prayer as he always did before anything important, he was raised that way even before becoming an undersea prince.&nbsp; It was both shocking and difficult to deal with being the son of his father’s enemy. <br>But from death came forth life…a new life and he was still dealing with the fact that his surrogate family accepted him so well, even if some people didn’t.&nbsp; He stood out in the council as there weren’t many people like him. Those on the surface world understood his meaning better than others, yet he was no stranger to adversity.&nbsp; He worked long and hard to get to where he was among the Atlantean people.<br>&nbsp;<br>Mera took him under her wing to help train him.&nbsp; He gained some friends, almost a potential lover, but it was not to be.&nbsp; He might have sabotaged himself, wondering so often when the shoe would fall, when she would come to her senses and see him.&nbsp; Which would make her pull away as well, seeing that he was not like them.&nbsp; He went away for a year only to come back and she was…in the arms of another.&nbsp; Since then he has been a bit gun shy to get into anything like that.&nbsp; He wondered if this stint on the surface world would be any different.<br><br>He knew he should have been more focused, so he created a sparring partner and patterned him after the Kryptonian Zod.&nbsp; He looked just like the big giant that was on their team.&nbsp; He would have to concentrate to hold the enemy together as well as fight. <br><br>It was difficult but he needed to ready, he needed to be perfect.&nbsp; It was his first mission with the new team, one in which he barely knew.&nbsp; He knew only Mari and their relationship was friendly at best.&nbsp; When his battle was over, the massive Kryptonian water being had given him a bruise on the ribs and an achy jaw, but he knew the time and he had to go.&nbsp; He should have been resting but he couldn’t, he swirled his hands and pulled the water into is body, he didn’t heal the wound so much as internalize it so it wouldn’t show at least, but it would still be sore.&nbsp; It would possibly be better by the time they arrived wherever they were going.<br><br>By the time he arrived at the ship he looked refreshed and calm even if he wasn’t calm, but he was ready for battle as he walked upon the plane.&nbsp; He moved in his stealth armor all but soundlessly, up the walkway of the ship. <br><br>He was nearly upon Mari when the system spoke.<br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Welcome, Aqualad.</span><br>&nbsp;<br>He looked over the woman, that he found himself desiring to get to know long ago.&nbsp; She was apparently either not interested or so focused on her mission within the dark continent to give him the time of day.&nbsp; Either way, she was still gorgeous and was his normal cheery self.<br><br>“Good Morning..” ‘Lovely’, he kept that thought to himself. ”…Vixen, sleep well?&nbsp; Or did you NOT sleep?”&nbsp; He smirked he knew of her habits and couldn’t call her on them or he would be a total hypocrite.&nbsp; He accepted the formality of using the Callsigns rather than normal names.<br>&nbsp;<br>He then turned to Supergirl who had also approached them.&nbsp; She was funny to him, but he wouldn’t laugh at her.&nbsp; He could tell she was nervous so he wouldn’t do that to her.&nbsp; He knew who he was and everyone had to find themselves on the mission and the team.&nbsp; He would let someone else be Batman, someone else even be Supes.&nbsp; He was more Flash or even Martian Manhunter, somewhere in between but more on the fun side.&nbsp; Fighting to him was fun, especially with those that took themselves too seriously.&nbsp; He battle-tested and to him, it was a challenge to be better, even against people that had more power than himself.&nbsp; That didn’t make them better than him, it made it fun.&nbsp; It took some efforts to rein in the bloodthirsty part of him that craved fighting.<br><br>&nbsp;He asked having spent some time with her to at least get to know her for her.&nbsp; But he was sure she was like the rest of them and her answer, like Mari’s would probably be<em> ‘No!’</em><br><br><br><br>He asked he was sure he probably could but he was more tag along.&nbsp; Wasn’t his mission.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 19:50:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission time!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl was up an hour before the time for them to leave for their first official mission, warming herself up a bit, grabbing a bite of breakfast, and making sure her gear was in proper working order before she would go down to the hangar so she could join the others.&nbsp; The Cosmic Staff and Belt were, as ever, in top condition, but it never hurt to check, just in case.&nbsp; The last thing they needed was for one of their heavy hitters to stop hitting heavy in the middle of a fight, after all.&nbsp; So, after she was ready, around the time they were scheduled to meet in the hangar, she ascended the lift and entered the hangar.&nbsp; Some of the others had beat her there despite her early rising, but she didn't mind.<br><br>"Hey y'all," she greeted Aqualad, Vixen, and Supergirl cheerfully, even as the system of the ship chimed in at her arrival.&nbsp; "Ready to get this mission started?&nbsp; Personally?&nbsp; I'm kind of excited to meet our lucky number 13~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 03:34:17</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 215 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League hangar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Bout to go down<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>Jen had not slept.<br><br>She should have but she had a certain man running through her mind. He'd been hanging out there for quite a bit so sleep hadn't come when it should have. Hell, it hadn't since their meeting. Instead, the night before, she'd hit the dance studio and then the gym, working out her fears and worries, all in an attempt to make her brain shut up! It worked, to a point, but by the time she made her way to the hangar at some ungodly hour in the morning of the 25th, she needed a boost.<br><br>Luckily there had been more than a few street lights along the way.<br><br>She hadn't bothered to change. What was the point? Once she turned on, she was on and no one noted a uniform anyway, much less her face. Her build was what they saw, every muscle, every curve, highlighted by the electricity she drew to herself. She became it as it wreathed her; Lightning made flesh. <br><br>Still, as she made her way to the jet, she allowed her eyes to flick over those who were already on site: Vixen, Aqualad, Supergirl, Stargirl. There was no announcement of her presence, not until the plane itself welcomed her aboard. She said not a word, only moved with silent grace toward Mari, a nod given to the others though she did pause to study the fineness of Jackson for a brief moment.<br><br>Finally she spoke, her voice the merest murmur. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Who we waiting on?</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>13-09-2019, 13:39:25</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VQ6LQ6p.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/7a/f3/427af3fdab8bb18755206eebdda98b25.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne | Robin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Robin Costume <br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0215 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Sanctuary Hangar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission Go<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>It was dark outside but it was even darker within Damian's room. Panels within the walls suppressed the output of sound waves from within, creating a cordoned off room comparable to the Fortress of Solitude but with the aesthetic of the Batcave. Its occupant didn't exactly entertain light. Even when moving around inside, a person attempting to spy from under the bottom of the front-door would only make out the dimmest of rays. <br><br>Many hours had passed since he collapsed into slumber when something finally stirred. His eyes were slow to open but when they did, he knew from the clarity of his mind that he'd gotten the hours he'd been aiming for. Damian prepared himself in the dark, nigh-nocturnal but not fully for the bathroom light still had to be lit. <br><br>Emerging from his penthouse at the summit of the Sanctuary's mountain-dwelling, he was admittedly a tad surprised to notice the presence of individuals already in the hangar. Not that it was a case of underestimation of his peer's capabilities but rather just how many of them were already there. Of course, he attributed their presence to the unfair advantage of super speed. Cheat powers basically. <br><br>Approaching those gathered in the hangar, Damian felt strangely comfortable in his signature costume. He'd opted for the suit for he had experienced a feeling, albeit a unique one, that a reunion with Thirteen was more of a possibility than the myriad of other possibilities he'd planned for. This Robin suit was the most recent iteration of its kind, Damian's original costumes having distinct green themes alongside the yellow, black and red. Tight and hugging his body, outlining his physique but not too much, it wasn't Damian's most durable suit but it was his most recognizable. <br><br><strong>"Looks like I'm the last one."</strong> He joined the others at the Darkwing. <br><br>He stepped up the ramp into the plane. Surveying the array of tech around him, both the utilities and the material, he allowed himself a smirk. Though it was not of his usual arrogance but rather self-knowledge that this plane was a hybrid of human and alien technology, at least as much alien tech the Batfamily was capable of incorporating into a plane ergonomic enough for homo-sapien inhabitance. Damian didn't exactly desire the concept of favourites but if he really had to choose, the Darkwing would be it. <br><br>Everyone seemed ready. And the clock had already begun ticking. Pressing a button that subsequently caused the plane's ramp to close up, Damian was eager and it showed, <strong>"Call me Robin for this one. If we meet Thirteen, he'll only know me as Robin."</strong> <br><br>He walked up and had been about to seat himself on the Commander's chair but stopped himself. If he had even been a minute sleep deprived, he would've otherwise committed. There were 4 chairs at the front (Commander, Pilot, Copilot and Navigator), each one serving a purpose, and further chairs behind. And there were 5 of them so one would have to sit just behind the Commander. He mentally scratched his head. They hadn't sorted out seating arrangements had they? <br><br>Damian was tempted to just sit down without question nor hesitation but he'd done his homework since the unintended slight he'd caused in the first team meeting. Acknowledging the aura of authority a couple of the girls were exuding, he shrugged and said, <strong>"I can sit whereever."</strong> Unable to help himself, he hadn't changed THAT much in 5 days, he added, <strong>"Preferably the front."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>13-09-2019, 18:09:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 2:15AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League Hanger<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ready for Take off<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> “<em>Good Morning, Vixen, sleep well?&nbsp; Or did you NOT sleep?”</em><br><br>Vixen shrugged at the question. “I slept but not -well-. This is our first mission together, and I’ve spent all weekend going over the information from Damian, scouring the millions of flies Batman has, researching all I could on Cadmus. I’m worried I have forgotten anything.&nbsp; I was thinking you could-“<br><br><em>“Hello! I'm not late, am I?"</em> The interruption from Supergirl had her pausing to greet the woman with a smile. She nodded towards Aqualad that they would continue their conversation in a bit. <br><br>“Not at all. We will give everyone 20 more minutes before we take off. Our window is small as it is....”<br><br>“<em>Ready to get this mission started?&nbsp; Personally?&nbsp; I'm kind of excited to meet our lucky number 13~"</em> Vixen chuckled nervously but composed herself. She had watched that video from Damian probably 14 times over the weekend, growing more and more agitated as 13’s powers were extraordinary. They would need a very clear plan and she had hoped she came up with it after many, many hours of work. <br><br>Jennifer approached and asked who they were waiting on. Vixen looked across the group and noticed who it was. “Damian. Or Redbird....we will give him a few more minutes to arrive. Let’s familiarize ourselves with the ship for a few minutes before we leave.”<br><br>It wasn’t long after when Damian arrived, introducing himself as Robin for this mission before immediately putting his foot in his mouth. <em><strong>"I can sit wherever."</strong></em> Then quickly added, unable to help himself. “<em><strong>Preferably the front.”</strong></em><br><br>“Oh, you’re gonna be in the front, baby....” Vixen responded, her stance strong with her feet planted apart and her fists in her hips. She knew what he was vibing for but she had other plans for him.<em> “....right there in that pilot seat.” </em>Like most ships, the pilot and co-Pilot seats were right at the front helm while commander was the back left, navigator back right. “Me and Stargirl read the manual for the <em>Darkwing</em> and ....<em>nope</em>. You’re the one with the most experience in Wayne Technology and in flying. Stargirl got much more than me with her genius mind, so she will be your co-pilot.”<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://blog.rismedia.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/iStock_000009518864_Large.jpg)</div>Vixen turned towards Jackson. “Aqualad take command. I’ll navigate us there. I’ve already uploaded the coordinates in the computer as well as the video files and information I’ve found on Cadmus from Batman’s files. Once we are in air, we can go to autopilot and form a plan around the table.” She walked towards said table and typed in a few things into the keyboard. In seconds a blue, holographic building was levitating before their eyes. “This is Cadmus in Washington DC. I can access their original building blueprints and upload them onto the screen as well, see if we can spot any discrepancies that could lead us to where 13 is possibly being kept.”<br><br>And with that, Vixen turned to Kara and Jennifer. “Let’s get strapped in and ready. It’ll take us just under 1 hours to get there, landing us around 0310.” Her golden eyes finally landed on Robin. “Ready when you are.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>13-09-2019, 21:17:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission time!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl was glad she hadn't been the last to arrive, though she shook her head at Damian's not so discreet desire to be the "captain" of this flight.&nbsp; She actually had to turn her head and cover her mouth to hide her smirk when Vixen spoke up, also smothering the urge to laugh as she did so.&nbsp; That wouldn't help the situation, and besides, they needed to get moving.&nbsp; <br><br>"Right, as the lovely Vixen said, I <em>am</em> a genius, but my experience with Wayne Enterprises tech is limited at best," she admitted, bragging shamelessly about her intellect while also pointing out her lack of knowledge in this area.&nbsp; "Give me a F-22, a Su-57, hell, put me in the cockpit of an old Mustang and I'll make that baby <em>dance</em>!"&nbsp; She raised her arms and twirled with a bright smile on her face, only to look around the aircraft and let it shift gradually into a frown.&nbsp; "This, though?&nbsp; My money's on it not even being fully terrestrial in origin."&nbsp; The smile returned.&nbsp; "Still, I'm probably your best bet for copilot, unless tall, dark, and smooth has something he wants to share?"&nbsp; Obviously referring to Aqualad.&nbsp; It really was a shame she wasn't into men.&nbsp; She'd probably be <em>all</em> over that otherwise.&nbsp; Or not.&nbsp; It was honestly difficult to say when penises gross you out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>13-09-2019, 23:00:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 2:15AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Justice League Hangar, Justice League's Secret Sanctuary, Rhode Island<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ready for Take Off<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara waved as the others joined them, glancing over at Jackson with a smile. She had no argument about who should be in the pilot's chair - as far as she was concerned, it would be easier for her to <strong>carry</strong> the plane rather than pilot it, so she was all too happy to let Damian handle his father's tech. She picked a seat on the back and strapped herself in. <br><br>"Is it funny if I say that I've been all over the planet, in space, but it's the first time I actually sit inside a plane?"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.msg15072670#msg15072670">Quote from: Vlexia on 13-09-2019, 18:09:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>“<em>Ready to get this mission started?&nbsp; Personally?&nbsp; I'm kind of excited to meet our lucky number 13~"</em> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"So am I!", she replied emphatically to Vixen's comment. "I really hope we can save him and bring him back."<br><br>She listened as Vixen explained the flight plan and nodded, remaining silent for the time being as everyone, herself included, needed to focus.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>13-09-2019, 23:32:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This is a mission not a wake!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;They could have been brother and sister. He knew her well but not well enough. He should have created a sound wave for her it might have helped her to relax…unless something else was going on? Who knew, they didn’t talk too much. “I could what?” He frowned as this was serious enough for her to ask him to do something, he wanted to know what it was. It wasn’t like he could tell her ‘No!’ But she was asking he wanted to hear her out first.<br><br>He turned to look at Kara, Supergirl was kinda formal now, but they were on a mission so since the boss lady started it he would comply. “No Supergirl your not.” He was friendly in his response. <br><br>Vixen indicated that they would have to wait for their conversation, he nodded with the affirmative.<br><br><em>‘Excited?’</em> That was a new word from her, he smirked though as he looked at Jennifer walk on the ship and eye him. “See something you like lovely?” He said all but standing on top of her, his voice rolling over her like the tide. <em> ‘This much beauty in one place should be a damned crime…somewhere. I am ready to be arrested.’ </em>He chuckled if only to himself.<br><br>He turned to face Vixen when she mentioned Damian was missing. He moved to the side as he could see Damien come on board with his <em>‘Robin’</em> Costume on. <em>‘Identity Crisis.’ </em>Jackson was only wearing his stealth armor he only had two costumes. Damian seemed to have one for every occasion.&nbsp; Jackson wasn’t jealous at all if anything two was enough anymore and he would lose track. It happened when you had more money than you knew what to do with.<br><br>He watched Damian, if he was going to make amends…now was the time.&nbsp; The bat prodigy walked towards the front only to turn around and say, <strong>‘I can sit wherever. Preferably the front.’ </strong><br><br><em>‘Ok benefit of the doubt…granted!’</em> Jackson was rather impressed. <em>‘Cover him with grace, Jackson.’</em> He could hear Mera say it as well.<br>When Vixen told him he was going to be upfront he knew she was trying to make amends as well. If they were going to be a team everyone had to try.<br><br>He noticed Stargirl come on board. ‘Damn! Mouth stop watering please!’ He swallowed when she pointed him out. “I think you can handle it beautiful. Besides I am the Commander. I will help you fly it next time.” <br><br>He winked as he looked at the controls, not unlike Mera’s ship, but he would feel bad to take this away from Stargirl, once she got the hang of it she might want to take this out instead of the rod…sometimes. He found himself looking her over in an appraising way not lecherous. But he liked beauty, far be it for him not to admire even if he couldn’t touch.<br><br>He aware of Supergirl and smirked as well. He wasn’t close to being bashful and he was glad to be on this team today. Almost felt like his own harem, save Damian was here. But he could dream.<br><br>He listened to his marching orders and moved over to where he would be. He wasn’t sure about this Commander thing, he was not liking being in the hot seat. He knew he was suited for it but being suited for it and wanting it was two entirely different animals. But he was nothing if not a good soldier.&nbsp; He let Vixen finish.<br><br>“As you wish Madam.” His countenance changed from his would-be jovial self to a commanding prince. Now, these peoples lives were in his hands till they got to their destination and back. He wouldn’t let them down. He frowned briefly thinking that was probably what Vixen was counting on.<br>&nbsp;<br>“Prep the ship controls, set the coordinates. Washington D.C. Activate the cloak when we are 50 miles out, two passes and hope that is enough for the extra blueprints. Secondary Coordinates, the Cadmus lab where 13 is located orbital atmosphere would be fastest. In and out by dawn.” <br><br>He said it like it wasn’t a request, none of them needed to be spotted. If he was trying to hide that he didn’t know the capabilities of the ship that went completely out the window when he mentioned cloak. Once they touched down, Vixen would be in control again. No matter what, everyone would be back on this tub by 0500 no later than 0530. He would make sure of it.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 04:41:42</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 215 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> On the Darkwing<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Bout to go down<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>Eventually, the team was together. Mari had immediately set about ordering everyone in the way that pleased her most and Jen simply went where she was directed. No, her heart was NOT in this mission and she did not rightly care about the monster they were trying to save. She was here solely for Mari. That was it, that was all. Let others pretend to care. She most certainly did not. She would do what was needed, control her angst and anger, get the job done and then she was gone.<br><br>She had far too much to think about.<br><br>With an internal sigh, she settled herself, her mind far from the plane and the plans being made. She literally had no horse in this race and wished that she hadn't volunteered. It wasn't that she was worried about her duty. She wasn't. Jen knew what she could do and planned on doing it to the very best of her ability. However, this whole rescue mission made no real sense to her. Hell, they were probably all going to die...and she still hadn't figured out how to handle Virgil!! Did this make her heartless? Probably. Did she care? No. This rescue mission was probably going to go balls up, anyway.<br><br>Conversation flowed around her, Jackson setting out their course, Mari plotting out the best points of entry, the two blondes adding whatever. Still, Jen maintained her silence. What was there to say? Others had it covered and she was nothing more than a much-needed disruption. With that thought uppermost, she tuned them all out until their predetermined arrival time. <br><br>Nothing they said pertained to her, anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 14:55:30</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VQ6LQ6p.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/7a/f3/427af3fdab8bb18755206eebdda98b25.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne | Robin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Robin Costume <br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0310 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Sanctuary Hangar<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission Go<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Despite her delegation of Aqualad as ship leader, Mari's unchallenged command of the situation was glaring. Damian suppressed a chuckle and with traces of amusement on his face, nodded obediently, <strong>"Roger that, milady."</strong> He might not be in the commander's seat but being the captain of the Darkwing had a nice ring to it. At least, that's what he thought and it satisfied his ego for the time being. <br><br>Seating himself on the pilot's chair, he caressed the arms on either side, feeling the smooth, black fabric. He was pleased. Black suited his style. Turning on the craft's systems and controls, he felt like busting a joke to Kara's comment about having been everywhere but a second thought made him decide against it. Perhaps it was not the time for a dose of Wayne-style sarcasm. <br><br>Listening to Aqualad play leader, Damian gave a thumbs up, <strong>"Roger that, sir."</strong> Imprinting the Atlantean's words into his mind in a manner similar to that of photographic memorization, he added in good nature, <strong>"It's a plane by the way."</strong> He suddenly raised an eyebrow when he realized the dude had said 'cloak'. Either Aqualad somehow hacked into the top-secret plans for the Darkwing or Atlantean stealth ships possessed similar tech and the underwater prince had assumed the same for human tech. <br><br>Damian simply scratched his nose and chose not to say anything about it. He was overthinking the trivial again. <br><br><strong>"Buckle up, ladies and gentlemen."</strong> He warned, not bothering to glance back at his passengers as he initiated the thrusters of the Darkwing, the stealth plane steadily navigating through the hangar until it faced the final stretch of indoor tarmac leading out to the pitch-black sky. <br><br>Glancing at his copilot, Stargirl, he said, <strong>"So you've noticed that it isn't completely manmade. But the controls should be familiar to you, I hope. Let me know if you have any issues."</strong> Facing forward, he announced, <strong>"Alright. Here we go then!"</strong><br><br>The Darkwing accelerated quickly from deep within the Sanctuary's hangar but the aircraft's ergonomics allowed the occupants comfort. In the blink of an eye, the sleek plane was in the sky, soaring up into the star-spangled darkness. <br><br><hr><br>Damian glanced down at the Darkwing's sensors. He recognized the trove of real-time data the plane's computers were feeding to him. They were approaching the capital of the USA and up ahead was an intricate array of US Air Force defense systems. But the young Wayne was never a stickler for the rules. <br><br>He turned on the plane's stealth systems when it was exactly 50 miles away from the city, as ordered by his de facto Atlantean leader. Turning off lights, reducing speed and activating an invisible electromagnetic shield around the plane that acted as absorbents for the US military's radar pings, these were modern human stealth utilities. But, as mentioned before, the plane wasn't fully manmade. <br><br>Though the occupants of the ship would not see it, being inside and all, the Darkwing became visually transparent, blending in with the sky it was soaring in. The controls for such a feature were also alien, composed of a strange language and symbols within the captain's piloting panel. <br><br><strong>"Martian cloaking tech. Dear Megan was kind enough to teach me how to use it."</strong> He commented to Stargirl and anyone that cared about what he was doing in the pilot's seat. He raised his volume a bit. <strong>"The cloak is activated, Aqualad."</strong><br><br>Soon the Darkwing was within DC's airspace. Damian guided the plane to their target location and within a matter of minutes, they were hovering hundreds of meters above the official Cadmus Offices. The main, 3-storey office building was there and the warehouse behind it, a fence cordoning off the perimeter except for the front of the offices. It was a quiet street, near the bustling CBD but far enough that the immediate neighborhood was mostly filled with storage facilities and the occasional car insurance repair garages. <br><br>Turning on auto-pilot, Damian swiveled his chair to face Aqualad and spoke in a diplomatic manner, <strong>"I recommend we do NOT perform an active scan of the facility. As Batman said, it could alert whoever is inside to our presence, maybe not our exact position but our presence regardless. I'd advise all of us right now to use the blueprint we already have of the civilian offices, the one shown by Mari, to navigate our way into the supposed underground facility of Cadmus."</strong><br><br>Looking at the others then back to Aqualad, he concluded, <strong>"Don't mean to be rude like last time. That is just what I'd do. If you and the team still want to do those 2 passes over the place and get extra blueprints from an active scan, I'd be more than happy to oblige."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 15:53:21</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> This is a mission not a wake!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>Jackson listened to Damien, his ego wasn't too big that he couldn't.&nbsp; He realized he said too much about the stealth capabilities of the ship, but it was not like he didn't know and the similar tech was used on the ships in the undersea kingdom.&nbsp; He could even read some of the symbols used as they were familiar to him, but this was what happens when people, teams, worlds worked together.&nbsp; But he came out of his reflective nature of unity and referred to what Damien was saying, he had meant to have Stargirl fly, but that would have to wait till next time.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Honestly that is what I was hoping for since you are the tech guy... let's test your skills.&nbsp; Can you do it in one pass?&nbsp; I know we have blueprints but we also don't know what has changed on those blueprints or what may have changed since your last visit to this 13.&nbsp; So all intel is useful.&nbsp; If anyone has any other ideas I am open.&nbsp; Otherwise, Robin...work your magic...one slow pass, I don't know how slow it will be going this fast but we can try it...or simply stop over the facility,&nbsp; activate the VTOL to go straight up... it would give you about 5 mins.&nbsp; Then reactivate the forward thrusters to take off.&nbsp; But it would give you a bit longer than a single pass and also allow you to cover your tracks a bit better as you exit the system...unless you have a better plan and since we are cloaked it would allow for us to hide for the time being...we shouldn't need too long.&nbsp; The extra plans would be useful."</strong>&nbsp; He knew there was no guarantee that the plans would have any more effective information, but if it provided any then it would come in handy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 16:59:04</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hovering over Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Formulating a plan and putting it into act: Phase 1<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> They were more in tuned with each other than originally thought. When the chips were down and a Mission was underway, the petty tifs ended and they got right down to business.&nbsp; Aqualad immediately took the mantle of commander, just as she knew he would. You couldn’t fight and train alongside the God of Atlantis without learning a few of his traits. <br><br>Mari sat down in the Navigator seat and buckled herself in, immediately setting course as Robin activated the ship’s controls to start the engine and set them off. She spent the trip going over notes, previous scans, and blueprints, clearing her head in preparation for what exactly awaited them at Cadmus. <br><br>It was faster than anticipated, Damian able to fly them faster to reach their destination, and soon they were hovering over the exact building they were about to infiltrate. <em><strong>"I recommend we do NOT perform an active scan of the facility. As Batman said, it could alert whoever is inside to our presence, maybe not our exact position but our presence regardless.”</strong></em><br><br>Before she could respond, Aqualad added his thoughts.<em> “Can you do it in one pass?&nbsp; I know we have blueprints but we also don't know what has changed on those blueprints or what may have changed since your last visit to this 13.”</em><br><br>Vixen swiveled in her chair to face him across the way. “Damian might be right on this one. As far as I can tell there have been no major renovations since the initial build that would change the blueprints exponentially. My recommendation would be to trust him and not set off any alerts.” She stood up, her eyes remaining on Aqualad. “There’s more you need to see.” While Robin put the ship on autopilot, Vixen walked back to the table where the holographic blueprints were still up. <br><br>“Cadmus looks like a three story building on the surface, but look.” She presses her closed index and thumb to a certain western corner before spreading them apart, zooming in on the picture. “There is a super speed elevator based on the sheer amount of powerful cord bundled at the top that certainly doesn’t belong in a building such as this. If we can sneak inside on this end, drawing the attention by doing something on the east wing, we can reach this elevator and take it down to where 13 is possibly being kept as prisoner.” She swiped slightly towards the center before pushing downward where a portion of the underground part was exposed. “Satellite imaging can’t penetrate too far underground, but there is an immense amount of energy readings here...” she pointed at a medium sized box that hummed a golden color within the blue building. “This has to be the main source of their energy, kept about two levels underneath. Any lower underground and it would cancel the cooling temperatures used to keep it functioning properly.”<br><br>Vixen stood up and turned back towards Robin. “If you want information, that seems to be your best bet. Although you will know for sure once we reach that elevator. Take who you think is best to help you and then join the rest of us afterwards. We will tell you over the coms what level we are on.”<br><br>In finale, she looked towards Stargirl. “I’ll definitely need you by my side with your staff. Whoever 13 is, you’ll be able to help with that thing.” She turned to everyone else. “Anyone volunteer with Robin? The rest with me.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 17:57:24</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VQ6LQ6p.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/7a/f3/427af3fdab8bb18755206eebdda98b25.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne | Robin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Robin Costume <br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0310 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Offices<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission Go<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Damian paid Jackson his due respect, not interrupting the Atlantean prince in his talk. But, heeding the hesitation, the uncertainty and the undertones of dependence on others, namely Damian, to make the impossible possible, he recognized the obvious. Aqualad was not a leader. He may be in the future but at the moment, Damian knew that Aqualad's indecisiveness was threatening to be a serious detriment even if the Atlantean was oblivious to the fact. It was a harsh outlook from the young Wayne but he wasn't exactly an optimist anyway.<br><br>His brows furrowed, expression serious, he told Jackson, <strong>"Absolutely no offense intended but trust me when I say you don't know what you are talking about when it comes to tech stuff, Aqualad. Slow pass? Activate VTOL to go straight up? Cover my tracks? It won't be a hack, it'll be a ranged EMR scan. And a powerful one at that. I'm gonna trust the Batman for this one. In simple layman terms, no can do."</strong><br><br>Unbuckling himself out of his chair, he joined Vixen at the table and said, <strong>"Vixen is right. This blueprint of the building is recent and I know because I got it myself. Relying on this overlay isn't exactly a 'better plan'. It's the 'better move'."</strong> He tilted his head to the others, a faint smile on his lips. <strong>"In my opinion, of course."</strong><br><br>Nodding in agreement with Vixen's analysis of the elevator being their best bet, having been about to say the same thing, he took note of the time remaining. Enough had been spent already. But he felt the need to comment on one particular thing. <br><br><strong>"All because 13 didn't attack me doesn't mean he won't attack you guys. He may recognize me but to him, you guys will definitely be strangers, possibly intruders. Given some people's disposition to the emotional, particularly Aqualad, I'm predicting there'll definitely be violence involved and I'm definitely going to be having a face-to-face reunion with my super friend sooner or later. And no one here is 100% percent sure that this 13 being is even in here so I'm not so sure about this fixation on 'rescuing' he who may or may not be a prisoner."</strong> He shrugged. <strong>"Maybe I'm just heartless. Either way, I think I'll be fine on my own. Not that I won't appreciate a partner-in-crime. But y'all know how I am."</strong> <br><br>Walking to the end of the plane, he aimed a cheek salute at Mari, <strong>"Good briefing, Vixen. You'll be a good leader for the hope-to-rescue 13 squad."</strong> <br><br>Opening the ramp door, the piercing, cold wind instantly rushing into the interior of the plane, Damian shouted, his face being smacked by the air outside, <strong>"Planning phase should've been over days ago! It's go-time now! And that means-!"</strong> <br><br>Giving a thumbs-up to the others and flashing a confident smile, Damian dropped out of the plane. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 18:50:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission time!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl was happy to take the copilot's chair, settling in comfortably and engaging the safety harness.&nbsp; Super toughness thanks to high-tech belt or no, she didn't like the idea of splattering against the windscreen.&nbsp; The controls, as Robin assumed, were thankfully familiar enough to her that she could make sense of them, though some of the more esoteric systems escaped her for the moment.&nbsp; Definitely alien tech.&nbsp; She even let out an appreciative whistle when the Boy Wonder activated the craft's stealth systems.<br><br>"Yeah, I'm with Robin on this one, Aquadude," she agreed with the normally annoyingly smug Damian.&nbsp; Aqualad seemed a good guy and all, but she knew enough about what he was asking for to know that it wouldn't work the way he believed.&nbsp; "We scan that place, there's no hiding it.&nbsp; A hack might be different, but we don't have time for that."&nbsp; She made certain the craft remained in place and ready to take them to safety once their mission objectives were achieved.&nbsp; "The Darkwing will hold position while we do our thing, so we should probably get to it."&nbsp; One last aside from Vixen and Robin, to which she nodded.&nbsp; "If he's being controlled by Cadmus, you might be in danger, too, Boy Wonder."&nbsp; Just wanted to point that out.&nbsp; "Like the man said, let's go!"&nbsp; She leaped out of the plane after Robin, grinning like a madwoman as she dropped towards the building, not even so much as slowing her descent.&nbsp; If this weren't a stealth mission she'd have let out a whoop, but since it was she merely let her grin widen as she pulled out of the dive at the last possible moment with help from the Cosmic Staff, leaving her to touch down on the edge of the roof, where she dropped into a crouch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 19:04:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:00-3:10 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Above Cadmus Offices<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Mission Go<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara unstrapped herself from her seat and joined the others to the center of the room and listened to the briefing, occasionally nodding to acknowledge whoever was speaking. She had little to add herself - knowledgeable in science and engineering as she was, in this case, they had the Intel. <br><br>When they reached their destination and Damian resolved to do his spying mission on his own, Kara wanted to protest - it was imprudent to go on his own - but the Boy Wonder had already left the plane and Kara sighed.<br><br>"I hope he knows what he's doing. I'm with you, V. You'll need me if we meet Mr. 13."<br><br>She was ready. Nervous, but ready. She wasn't particularly nervous for herself, of course. She knew what she was capable of and her powers made her feel safe - too safe perhaps - but she knew she'd be devastated if a mistake of hers caused the mission to fail or worse, someone to die.<br><br>Despite her reservations, she followed behind Damian and Stargirl and dropped off the plane, landing softly at the designated location.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 05:26:14</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:15AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Rooftop<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Furious<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> She had been wrong. They were children. There were ways to communicate in a way that was cordial rather than being overly disagreeable. She felt nausea roll a pit in her stomach, a wave of mild panic as Robin backed up from the plane and jumped out, risking exposing them all due to his pathetic, overcompensating, dick-measuring act. She needed consistency. Order. Communication. This was chaos. And before she could regain any form of control over the rapidly unraveling situation, Stargirl impulsively followed as well as Supergirl. Vixen turned her exasperated eyes towards Lightning and Aqualad, mouth open and struggling to find a proper thing to say.<br><br>It seemed as though the white people had all lost their <em>fucking minds</em>, it not lost on her that their own ethnic hesitation allowed the three of them to definitely look before they leapt, to not jump into a very dangerous situation before fully investigating. Cracking her neck very......very slowly, Vixen let out a tight breath and turned to Aqualad. “We will need to speak with someone on the Senior League when we get back. If this is how Missions will be conducted then I don’t see myself remaining very long. I will -not- risk my life for those who don’t even respect their own. This is not a glory mission, and leadership cannot be questioned in the middle of it all.” She turned towards Jennifer, wanting to move on. “When we land inside, we will need security cameras to be put down until we reach the elevator. If not operational, we will need your help in moving it.”<br><br>She looked between them both and nodded with a tender sigh. “Let’s just get through this as well as we possibly can together. After this we never have to work with these particular people again if we don’t wish to. Especially.....<em>Robin</em>.” The last way she said his name was with uncontrollable immense disgust, unable to take her own advice and be professional.<br><br><em>Buteo Jamaicensis (Red-tailed Hawk):</em> Vixen walked to the ledge, spread her arms wide on either side, and jumped, the ghost of the bird she mimicked wisping across her arms for the briefest of seconds before she dove downward to the roof on the west side where Stargirl and Supergirl were standing. The moment she landed, her fury returned full force, and she stalked towards the other women quite aggressively before stopping directly before them.<br><br><em>Canis Lupus (wolf):</em> Vixen emulated the beast of the Wolf so thoroughly her canines actually extended from her dripping maw, her eyes glowing golden in the darkness, and her upper lip curled back in a snarl as her wild gaze cast from both Kara and Courtney. “Don’t you both -EVER- pull this bullshit again.” Her voice had grown deep, husky, gravely, like the vocal cords had actually started to change as well to one capable of howling at the moon. “We are currently at a facility that has the capabilities to control supers and turn them into <em>slaves</em>; either we work as a team, or we die alone. Robin can risk his life on his own, but he’s a dumb ass human: we didn’t know if there were security measures on this roof. We didn’t know if there were motion sensors up here. <em>Please</em>.” Vixen’s animal instincts were humming through her totem until Lightning, who landed behind her, placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. The touch of her friend stabilized Vixen, who took a deep breath as her eyes slowly relaxed in their golden hue and her elongated teeth retracted back to normal size. She turned towards Robin and made a sound that was more beast than human before turning away from him and walking over to the ledge to crouch down.<br><br>There was a reason she worked alone. Things got messy, emotional. She had made a mistake once and it cost the life of someone very, very dear to her. Never again did she want to lose another person in the midst of battle. She would never forgive herself if Kara got caught in something similar like that was currently controlling and subduing 13, or Courtney being harmed beyond repair.<br><br>Running her slender caramel fingers along the ledge, she looked down to the window that was near their targeted elevator. “Lightning.” She whispered back to her. “Can you disable the motion detectors or cameras inside from here? The longer it takes for them to not know we are here, the better. Once clear we enter through the window below and take the elevator shaft downwards. I have a feeling it will be obvious where the experiment is kept once inside.....”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 05:50:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Eep!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl had barely enough time to observe her surroundings when Vixen dropped down nearby and literally snarled at her, the teen freezing up as the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as a result of the primal display of anger at their reckless behavior in having followed Robin out of the plane instead of acting as a unit.&nbsp; Ears burning and a little cowed, Stargirl averted her eyes from the disappointed older woman and very nearly toed the rooftop in a sheepish display of how cowed she felt.&nbsp; Vixen had a very good point, and now she felt like an idiot and very cognizant of her own stupidity despite how smart she supposedly was.<br><br>"I..."&nbsp; She trailed off, feeling like she was back in primary school being scolded by her mother for punching out a boy who had teased her.&nbsp; "S-sorry.&nbsp; Got caught up in the moment."&nbsp; Her expression reflected how dumb she knew the excuse sounded, but she didn't know what else to say.&nbsp; Falling back on some training she had done with her stepfather in the past, Stargirl straightened her posture and set the mortification aside for the time being.&nbsp; "Won't happen again, ma'am."&nbsp; She felt stupid, again, for not thinking about monitoring devices, knowing she could have whipped up something with the Staff that would disrupt electronic signals if she'd taken a moment to just <em>think</em> before acting for once.&nbsp; "Star-Spang—erm, Stargirl, ready to receive instructions, ma'am."&nbsp; Said training had taken place during her time as the Star-Spangled Kid, so the slip up was understandable, this time anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 07:56:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.essence.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/images/2014/02/28/louis-allen-eye-candy-v-8.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>On the Roof!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp; Aqualad didn’t take any of this to heart. He was asking for other ideas or suggestions. He wasn’t the tech dude, but the tech dude had his own plans and that was of pilfering information; anything other than that was a moot point to the batman wannabe. So with that being said, they needed to have a plan to get everyone into the building and to keep them from being spotted or worse.<br><br>Damian seemed to have the most recent plans or blueprints and assumed nothing had changed since his last visit which left them with only that to go one.<em> ‘Fine then let’s get a plan to..get…her?’</em> The next thing he knew after Vixen’s briefing was Robin was hopping out of the plane. He wasn’t phased by that, Damian had his plan and agenda, to heck with the rest of them. That wasn’t what got to him, it was the fact that both Supergirl and Stargirl followed suit. A frown came upon his face as he looked at the now open hatch then back to Vixen and Lightning then back to the open hatch. “For real…for real.. for real?!” He couldn’t help his shock, he was sure they had this a bit more together after the last issue with batboy…but no seems his ego raised its ugly head once more.<br><br>Robin thought no one was listening, but Jackson was but seems no one heard Robin say that 13 recognized him so he might not attack, he might still but he would recognize Robin most of all and yet he was still going off to do his own thing. It aggravated him that no one was paying attention to that Lil tidbit of information. It made him shake his head as he focused on the fact that this was going to come down to a battle. Not one he was looking forward to since it was unknown, but a battle nonetheless. He rolled his thick neck and moved to the flight controls.<br><br>He wasn’t getting ready to jump out of the plane with no plan, besides the plane needed to be landed it wasn’t going to hover for an hour. He could set it down on the next building over, that could be done remotely, but he didn’t have the remote but he could pre-program it to land and stay cloaked. He could get out and make sure they had an escape plan if nothing else that was his role as commander, to get everyone back home, hopefully alive. He really didn’t like that last part as it gave him thought to the contrary.<br><br>Aqualad couldn’t do anything but touch her shoulder before she left. “Breathe. Be calm. I need to land the plane. I will see you down there. Don’t kill anyone, I don’t have any popcorn.” He said doing his best to lighten the mood since he was no longer in charge. He noticed the far off expression from Lightning and her mind was nowhere near here. A light smile played over his features as he wondered what it was on? Didn’t matter right now, right now it was more about getting this over with. <br><br>He could only hope that the building didn’t have exterior cameras or motion sensors otherwise the gung-ho group just set those off and told everyone inside that they were coming. <em>‘Did boy blunder think of that one?’</em> If he had but waited and talked to someone Jackson might have been able to at least drop an exterior EMP just for the outside cameras,<em> ‘but we won’t find out now will we?’</em> He moved to finish programming in the landing of the plane.<br><br>He let Lightning leave as well before he exited the plane as well.&nbsp; He floated for the briefest of moment absorbing any water in the air around him from the early morning dew exchange and used it to spin around him like a whirlpool and slow his descent till he was close enough to let go and drop down on top of the building.<br><br>When Vixen approached the other two women he was not surprised that she did it. He was surprised at the furiousness of her words as she did. Yeah, it was clear, she was pissed! And even though they hadn’t talked about it…she was upset for the same reasons he thought, their eagerness might have gotten the best of them.<br><br>Stargirl was the first to respond and she was…apparently just over-eager and the energy of the moment got the best of her. Jackson was glad it wasn’t something else, he didn’t let his mind go down that road though, he didn’t want to get another idea or excuse for dissension when it could simply have been an honest…potentially dangerous mistake.<br>Group: &lt;&lt;So now since we are all here. The plan is?&gt;&gt; He activated his comm-link without tapping just talking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 08:32:42</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VQ6LQ6p.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/7a/f3/427af3fdab8bb18755206eebdda98b25.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne | Robin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Robin Costume <br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0310 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Inside Cadmus Offices <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Amused<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>Spreading his cape, Damian glided down from the Darkwing, landing upon the ledge of a commercial building adjacent to the Cadmus Offices, crouching down in a perch reminiscent of Batman's perch upon the gargoyles of Gotham's skyscrapers. He was slightly annoyed that the others were still in planning mode but his expectations of the others when it came to stuff like this were admittedly low. Aqualad was the dumbest in the group, without a doubt. The Atlantean was not just a bad leader but he also possessed not even a shred of intelligence regarding technology. He shrugged. The team seemed to prioritize emotion over logic. It was amusing in the sense that the only reason this mission existed was because of him and his bothering to even pursue intel on who the fuck 13 was. <br><br>A disturbance in the currents around him caused him to jut his head upward. His eyes widened at the sight of the others following his lead in jumping off the Darkwing. Damian struggled to understand what was going on. Was Vixen not their leader? Or...<br><br>Soon, everyone was around him. He suppressed the urge to laugh aloud. It was apparent that there was some unconscious acknowledgment of Damian as a leader figure instead of Vixen. Why else would they literally ignore Vixen's desire to plan things out, something that should've been done before the mission, and choose to follow him here?<br><br>And as Damian expected, Vixen was mad. He felt like making a snarky remark about her attempts to play the leader of this motley crew. <br><br><strong>"Uh, hey guys, it pleases me to know that at the end of the day, it'll always be my lead that we're following but uh..."</strong><br><br>Not sure how to express his mix of both amusement and surprise at the unpredictable nature of the team he was assigned with, he rolled his eyes when Vixen began her rant. Her very emotional rant. Ignoring the dark-skinned heroine, Damian tapped the side of his mask, his lenses glowing opaque. His mask wasn't just for show. It was an advanced forensics examination device and was similar in function to the Man of Steel's X-ray ability. Surveying the Cadmus Offices, Damian's enhanced vision highlighted an array of security installations in place. <br><br>Finishing his field survey of the place, he didn't bother glancing at the others, particularly the emotional wreck that was Vixen, and said, <strong>"Lightning can only affect electrical appliances she touches. I don't think she can just walk up and disable dozens of premium-grade security cameras when, as you said, there's the motion sensors around. An EM wave can work but it'll alert Cadmus."</strong><br><br>Unaware of Vixen's current attitude toward him at the moment, and not caring about her 'professional' opinion, he continued, <strong>"There's a dozen cameras outside and multiple ground sensors. However, thankfully for you guys, I'm not just a simple 'tech' dude. I went first because, as I said, planning time's over for me. But it seems I was wrong about you guys sticking around to hear Vixen's plan..."</strong><br><br>Spreading his cape once more, Damian admitted, <strong>"Seriously though, she may be a bit emotional at the moment, but please listen to Vixen. Heh, the only other alternative is me."</strong><br><br>Assuming that the group probably hated him now, he stopped talking and put his own plan into motion.<br><br>Leaping off the ledge, Robin glided down to Cadmus's roof. There were multiple cameras there and definitely motion sensors hidden away beneath the surface. As he approached, Damian wrapped his cape around him and landed in freefall. And in an instant, a million phased-array optical hexagons within the composite fabric of his cape projected a 3-dimension holograph that would make it seem to whoever was monitoring the cameras that nothing had breached the premises for Damian had visually blended in with the surroundings. <br><br>He gritted his teeth, feeling the pressure and pain that came with performing an immediate standstill on the edge of the Cadmus rooftop. As Vixen had said, he was only a human.<br><br>The time he'd spent on the ledge hadn't just been for sight-seeing. Damian's bodysuit was composed of temperature sensors that compiled a heat map of the area. His suit and cape took in the information and by the power of molecule-sized infrared generators, Damian emitted an infrared emission that was completely identical to that of his surroundings. The motion sensors operated on irregularities on the infrared wavelength of their assigned environment but Damian's presence was camouflaged within that exact wavelength. <br><br>From there, it all depended on, as Aqualad had termed it, Robin working his magic. A lifetime of ninjutsu training combined with soft-soled boots granted him the expertise required to pad along the Cadmus Office's rooftop to the door leading into the building. Damian was able to relax his muscle fibers to the point that his dampened movement was akin to an animal's rather than the stomp of a human. Retrieving a multi-tool army knife, he deftly picked the lock of the door and crept inside.<br><br>The insides of the offices were dimly lit. Damian recalled that work schedule began at 7. They had about 4 hours to make something happened. Maybe less. His adaptive camouflage making him akin to that of a shadow, with only eyes like that of a Kryptonian able to make him out, Damian navigated his way through the building. He'd already memorized the blueprint days ago. As well as the names and faces of all known employees. And right then and there, there should only be 2 in the immediate vicinity. <br><br>Reaching the door of the security room, he saw that it was slightly ajar. The sound of a football match glared from a live television set. A plethora of cameras and panels indicating the status of individual sensors lay at the front of 2 burly blokes adorned in an official security uniform, white and black with a badge belonging to that of some private security company. The men were engrossed in the football game. So engrossed in fact, that it was only when one of them collapsed to the ground from a black-gloved hand smacking a pressure point in their neck did the other rouse up. Only to meet the same fate. <br><br>Tapping his earpiece, Damian said, <strong>"You guys can come in now."</strong> Looking at the security screens, he pulled out a small hard-drive and within seconds, caused each camera and motion sensor to come to an abrupt pause. He had accounted for a possible secondary security room and had stilled the security installations rather than shut them down. Looking down at the prone bodies of the security guards, he noticed something of value and bent down to pick it up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 09:13:47</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:10 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Facility - roof<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Messing up<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara was surprised at Vixen's fury and reeled backward, initially holding up her open hands in front of her before she understood what the situation was and held them together behind her back, lowering her head as Vixen berated them. She briefly glanced at Aqualad but found no ally in that case - not that she expected it. She knew she had made a mistake and she knew when to take reproach when it was deserved, despite the mounting shame and anger she felt. She also knew that a couple of years ago, she wouldn't have - she would have likely left or reacted aggressively to the scolding, like she had towards her own cousin far too many times. She felt strangely proud of her own growth in that moment that was nothing to be proud about.<br><br>"I'm sorry...", she replied with her head still down, "I thought we were ready. I was excited and when I saw Damian and Stargirl go I thought it was time."<br><br>"Way to go, Kara", she thought. "If you're going to mess up, might as well do it right at the beginning."<br><br>She looked up to the angry woman, still holding her hands behind her back like a scolded child. "I'll follow your lead from now on, I promise."<br><br>Kara listened quietly as Mari began to make plans then as Damian said his own piece but if she was nervous before, her anxiety was now through the roof. She watched Robin disappear once again, but this time, her feet stood planted where they are as if they were stuck in concrete. <br><br>Very heavy, Kryptonite-laden concrete. Vixen was a scary woman when mad, and Kara would rather not have made her mad again.<br><br>Even when Damian's voice came through her earpiece, she didn't budge and wouldn't unless was told to. Instead, she simply shifted her gaze between Mari and Aqualad, the two who seemed the most experienced with that sort of thing. After Robin, obviously but his experience had never been the issue and Kara had understood that part very well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 18:02:00</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just a bit after 3 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> On the Darkwing--&gt; where ever we just landed<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fuck. This. And now lemme tell you why...<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>And so, once again, that little <em>fuck</em> did some ill-advised <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am so awesome that giving you the outline of MY plan would take too long and thus cause me to look less cool than I am!!"</span> shit and two of the strongest team members went after him like pretty blonde lemmings. It was that fact more than any other that drew a frown to Jen's face and kept it there. Damian was a smarmy little git but if he had a PLAN for them once they were on the ground, he should have said something. Instead, he allowed Vix to try and form a cohesive plan based on what SHE could reasonably assume when he had more intel that he had not bothered to share.<br><br>Just like with the fucking plane.<br><br>Still, she had to maintain because if she didn't Vix would lose her shit and that, fuck, that wouldn't be good for anybody. So as they exited to land next to the <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Terrible Trio</span> Jen allowed Vix to have her say but reached out to stroke one slim hand over her best friend's arm when it became obvious that the rage was growing, not settling. Of course, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">Robin</span> then tossed out some throwaway lines, pointed out what Lightning could NOT do and then fucked off to do it himself. It was at THIS point that Lightning lost HER shit.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"So,"</span> she started calmly. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"He had a plan that he did not bother to share with anyone. He allowed you to believe you were doing something only to keep pertinent information to himself IE what his suit could do, what he had already discovered, what his PLANE could do and what we should do to begin."</span> Sparks of electricity jumped from her fingertips and she quickly shook them off before continuing.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"He then dive bombs which drew lemming one and two after him, two of the strongest people on the fucking plane, yes? Knowing the location of the motion sensors and whatnot, he allowed you to ask a question he knew the answer to but instead of saying, <strong>"hey no worries I got this part handled"</strong> he points out something I would have told you and then presents himself as humanity's last hope before fucking off and doing whatever the fuck his amazing suit of amazement allowed him to do..."</span> <br><br>She took another step back. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I love you Vix."</span> The irate woman turned to glance at Aqualad. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"And you are fine as fuck and smart to boot no matter what Mister I think My Dick is Magic tries to insinuate but,"</span> Dark eyes swept over Stargirl and Supergirl with a flat, deadly gleam. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"You have got three really powerful supers with you and I give two fucks for the shrimpy bastard already inside. Give me one good reason why I should continue with this ill-advised rescue mission, a mission that HE has practically guaranteed will end up with us captured or worse due to his very arrogance!"</span> Jen drew a deep breath and continued. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Tell me one thing I can contribute besides a disruption that y'all don't even need and I will stay but if you can't in the next thirty seconds? I'm out. I am not willing to die to save a monster or to get some fucking plans."</span><br><br>Crossing her arms over her chest, Jen waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 19:00:06</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:20AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Roof—&gt; Inside<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Let’s get focused and get out here alive; anyone have a guess where to go?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr> <em><strong>“Lightning can only affect electrical appliances she touches. I don't think she can just walk up and disable dozens of premium-grade security cameras when, as you said, there's the motion sensors around. An EM wave can work but it'll alert Cadmus."</strong></em><br><br>“How about you don’t try to dictate what Lightning ‘<em>can</em>’ or ‘<em>cant</em>’ do, Yeah?” Damian was using his paper knowledge on what he researched on each person before coming here. But his shit needed to be updated.<br><br>The Apple had apparently fallen very far from the tree when it came to Damian Wayne. Vixen reminded herself that he was a tool to be used, nothing more. His arrogance, blindness, and self-importance made him apparently very blind to the fact that everyone recognized his foolishness and quickly abandoned him and his so-called, self-appointed leadership. Quick to jump ship perhaps, but when they saw more of his colors, she knew that they all came to the same conclusion: he was no leader. And would never be one. Not like his father. <br><br><em><strong>“Seriously though, she may be a bit emotional at the moment, but please listen to Vixen. Heh, the only other alternative is me."</strong></em><br><br>Vixen dangerously narrowed her eyes at him, but allowed him that comment until he ran off. She turned to Lightning. “This is coming from the guy who almost wept like a child in the Meeting Chambers when we all turned on him? Does he -really- want to talk of being emotional? ‘<em>Oh, I’m sorry guys, won’t happen again.....whaaaa, whaaaaa’.</em>. Fucking moron....” Robin was disregarding her rage as being “overly emotional” without seeing his own faults. It was a typical entitled, male quality, and it would take much for Vixen to trust him.<br><br>Both Stargirl and Supergirl accepted their mistakes, and with a wry grin, Vixen walked to them and lifted a hand to either of their shoulders. She looked at one, then the other with genuine affection in her wild eyes. “The more we are together, the better we will be able to read each other beyond words. But for now, please talk to each other first. We all saw what Cadmus is capable of. Let’s not allow our impulsive confidence to land us right there, collared to our handler, like 13 is.” She then turned to Jennifer as she finished her words, and with the most tenderest of motions, cupped the other woman’s cheeks and brought her head forward to press her lips to Jen’s forehead in a kiss. Once finished, Vixen leaned back but maintained the hold on either side of her head, looking deep in her eyes. “You need to be here because <strong><em>I </em></strong>need you here. Please. I can’t do this without you.”<br><br><em><strong><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">“You guys can come in now.”</span></strong></em><br><br>Despite his toxic bullshit, the man was efficient, Vixen could give him that. She nodded to Lightning before nodding towards the others. “The pup has spoken. Let’s move.”<br><br><em>Araneae (spider): </em>Vixen walked to the edge and then turned in the perfect 90 degree angle down the wall, walking in a crouched position to the doorway where Robin had entered. Now invisible thanks to his works, Vixen jumped to the ground before running silently into the security office, and upon seeing the security guards on the ground she bent down to begin searching through them. Finding the elevator keycard, Vixen stood back up and left to race down the carpeted hallway towards the elevator. She slid the card, and with a <em>ping</em> the doors opened. She waited for the others to enter as her eyes scanned all 42 underground levels that was apparently built under her feet. <br><br>“<em>Shit</em>.” She muttered under her breath. “Laboratory after laboratory. Genetics? Cloning? Weapons Research? Tech? This fool could be anywhere.” She looked at the group. “Any ideas where to start?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 19:34:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Eep!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl managed not to flinch when Lightning shot her and Supergirl a scathing look, but at least she wasn't loud about her angry like Vixen.&nbsp; Still, the moment had passed, and Vixen was willing to work with them as long as they understood they messed up, which she did, as did Kara if her contrite attitude was anything to go by.&nbsp; So, she smiled at Vixen and nodded her understanding, chuckling quietly at the mention of impulsiveness leading to collaring.&nbsp; Oh, if Vixen only knew.<br><br>"I don't blame you for wanting to jet," she said to Lightning when Vixen was finished, looking about as uncomfortable on the outside as she felt on the inside.&nbsp; "We're not off to a great start here, and the Boy Wonder is... a lot to process."&nbsp; That was the understatement of the year for sure.&nbsp; "So if you want to head back, nobody's gonna blame you at all.&nbsp; Still, we'll probably need the help if this 13 is actually Kryptonian."&nbsp; She had an idea what one could do when the safeties were disengaged, having seen what Superman could do when facing a sufficiently powerful opponent.&nbsp; "If I can weaken him with my Staff, then a sufficient enough blast of electricity will knock him cold.&nbsp; Not to mention that we really don't know what's in this place despite Robin's 'recon'."&nbsp; She shrugged.&nbsp; "So... yeah.&nbsp; We could use the extra help, supers or not."&nbsp; She snorted softly.&nbsp; "Besides," she gave her staff a little twirl and her belt a pat, "without these you could turn me into burnt toast real easy.&nbsp; So don't sell yourself short."&nbsp; She then moved to follow Vixen now that everything was in order again.<br><br>"Well, let's see."&nbsp; Stargirl went over what they knew, which wasn't much.&nbsp; "Cloning, no, that's too cliche.&nbsp; Tech?&nbsp; Maybe if he's, like, part machine, but we have no evidence either way on that one."&nbsp; She frowned thoughtfully.&nbsp; "Here."&nbsp; She pointed to the button for the Computer Research Labs.&nbsp; "Get me here and I'll slice their security like insert butter/hot knife cliche here."&nbsp; She smirked, some of her earlier confidence, see cockiness, returning.&nbsp; "I'll find our Lucky 13~"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 21:52:48</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1519418482467-96eca39b3f1b?ixlib=rb-1.2.1&amp;ixid=eyJhcHBfaWQiOjEyMDd9&amp;w=1000&amp;q=80)</div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://lasentinel.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/5/2017/09/ENT-Heroes_Taraji-P.-Henson_IMG-1jpg.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Amanda "The Wall" Waller<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Evening Dress (https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BMTc2MjQzMTY3Nl5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjY4OTk4OA@@._V1_.jpg)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Her Office &gt; Cadmus Command Center<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Running Cadmus with brutal efficiency<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Dark Horse - Katy Perry &nbsp;(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0KSOMA3QBU0)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>[REDACTED]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> It took a strong woman to be wined and dined all night, enjoy herself immensely, <em>not</em> get drunk and take her lucky date home and rock his world. But to instead give him a kiss on the cheek and look forward to another date so she could come see to her good works. It was hard to put duty before self, but she did it each and every day for the good of her country and her people. The date was over several hours ago, and from then until now, she'd been zipping here and there throughout the base, not so much micro-managing as making good and damn sure her orders were followed to the letter.<br><br>&nbsp;They didn't call her "The Wall" for nothing. She was a Rhodes Scholar, had multiple degrees, and had become one of the most infamous intelligence officers in the history of the US government. She got <em>shit</em> done, which was why she ran Cadmus, and made sure those chucklefucks in Task Force X kept their heads on straight. A stack of paperwork sat to her left, and her fingers flitted between her keyboard and her pen, signing this, documenting that, requesting this, e-mailing that person. Her work was neverending and monumentally important. It was why she did almost all of it herself. While she typed, her phone started buzzing on her desk. <br><br>She answered quickly, as the screen itself was blank, and only one number showed up like that. "You were to maintain radio silence until the mission was completed. So I assume this is you calling to tell me mission accomplished, right, Flagg?" "Affirmative, ma'am. The insurgency has been routed, and the puppet ruler has been put in place. We'll have all the cheap weapons we need to get started on our Morocco operation. Flagg out." The phone beeped as her field commander hung up. She trusted no one on the Squad except for Flagg, so she knew they were in capable hands and she had nothing to worry about at the moment. <br><br>Standing up from her desk, she grabbed a bottle of water and walked out into the corridor. "Dr. Simms, I'm heading to the Command Deck, have all pertinent data on Strongarm ready for me. And the combat info from Thirteen's performance that night." "Understood, ma'am. It'll be ready." When she arrived in the CC, a holographic display was already up on her personal console as well as the main one, with everything she needed at the moment. "See if we can splice Strongarm's DNA with one of our Genomporh's. If we can replicate his metamorphic capability, we can extend it beyond just an arm. <br><br>And bring up all vid feeds of the fight." Multiple camera angles showed up, all running at once. The one in Thirteen's helmet shorted out after it was damaged, but the rest continued recording just fine. Seeing their creation absolutely destroy a powerful Metahuman put a smile on her face. It meant they were doing their jobs well and that meant people could sleep at night. At the end of the fight, after Thirteen gathered everything he'd come for, the cameras showed the most concerning part of the video. A caped crusader. One who looked highly familiar. It had been bothering her since she'd seen it the first time. Who this person was.<br><br>&nbsp;Why he was at the docks. What he'd found out. And if he was worth anything, <em>why</em> hadn't he made a move yet? Maybe she was being paranoid, but paranoia accounted for at least 60% of her job description. "Bring G-Gnome One through Six online. Have them run a thorough, floor by floor psychic sweep of this entire facility." "Ma'am? None of our systems have been breached, no intruders detected; no...no nothing of any kind. Why are we mobilizing the gnomes?" "Precisely <em>because</em> nothing has gone wrong whatsoever since we got Strongarm and our tech back to base. It's been a week. <br><br>Seven whole days without even so much as a perimeter breach after someone managed to survive Thirteen's extinction protocols? That don't fly with me. So send them out. Oh, and if you <em>ever</em> question a direct order again, I'll have you put in a hole so deep that you'll pray for death. And when that won't come, you'll realize a good soldier shuts up and does what he's told." Turning away from the stooge, she went to stand in front of the main console, chin resting on a hand. Something was off about tonight.<br><br>&nbsp;But what? She'd find out soon. "Dr. Simms?" "Yes, ma'am?" "Warm <strong>him</strong> up." "Any particular reason ma'am?" "Let's call it being thorough. I've got a feelin' in my gut, and those usually don't let me down. Keep him on stand-by." "Yes, ma'am." Standing back, she watched the G-Gnomes come online and head out with their handlers to sweep the base. It had been a while since they had a deep scrub anyway. Why not start now?<br><br>Dr. Simms did as commanded and started putting prompts into his keyboard. And elsewhere, deep in the building, <em>something</em> began to stir. "Yeah...deeefinitely unlucky for whoever comes across him."<br><br>&nbsp;</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>17-09-2019, 04:18:09</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:20 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Facility<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying not to mess up again<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>The dark look Lightning gave her did not go unnoticed but Kara too took it without a word, however unsure from her words whether it was due to their blunder, or due to their mere presence. The Kryptonian rubbed the back of her neck, ill at ease and simply waited for the situation to be resolved one way or the other. Finally, it seemed that Vixen and Stargirl convinced the woman to stay.<br><br>Kara followed behind Vixen and Stargirl, simply flying off the roof and softly landing in front of the entrance below in order to make as little noise as possible. She walked along the hallway, looking around, but there was not much to see. While the walls around them were easy enough to penetrate for her X-Ray vision, the floor was another matter entirely. Cadmus didn't apparently want any Kryptonian to peek into the belly of the facily from the sky. As she joined the others in the elevator, she informed Vixen of her findings (or lack thereof).<br><br>"The ground below has a layer of lead or something like that. I can't see through. At least we know we're in the right place. I don't think many warehouses have lead-laden basements", she joked.<br><br>She listened to Stargirl's plan and nodded her approval of it to her but waited for Vixen's call this time before doing anything ill-advised.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>17-09-2019, 16:35:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2d/78/c8/2d78c822b94de0ea3c71ebe1ac494f62.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Focus...Last Damned Mission!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;Jackson did his best to not be pissed about the situation. Seems that from time to time Damian continued to have his own agenda. He made his way into the fortress using technology that was embedded in his suit. <em>‘Could have been shared.’</em> Might have taken less time than to wait for him to disable the system if everyone was together, but no matter.<br><br>He watched and waited, he turned to look at Kara and Courtney respond to Vixen’s tongue lashing.&nbsp; He didn’t think about it as he knew Vixen enough that she took this seriously, as much as he did. If something happened to the members of the group under his watch…he would feel completely responsible even if they didn’t listen worth a damn!<br><br>He watched as no one moved till given the order, not that they were automatons but it should have been that way the first time. They hadn’t even formulated a plan that would have this make sense, there was the group plan and Damian’s plan. Vixen was right last damned mission!!<br><br>He looked at Jennifer and frowned. He was on the far side of the building, checking around for any perimeter guards. &lt;&lt;Lightning: I would like you to stay please ma’am because despite what you think we need you. You are not only a competent person but a valued asset. I want to say friend at some point too. But that is your call. I am not Vixen, but I will be here with you.&gt;&gt; He was ok with what he was saying since he knew it was a private channel. He wasn’t saying anything that wasn’t true but she did need to hear it. &lt;&lt;Yes you are damned sexy as hell! Not that you didn’t know!&gt;&gt; He wasn’t sure about the smart part but given whom the insult was coming from he took it with a grain of salt. No one was smarter than him and given his ego and that suit he understood why he thought so.<br><br>He listened to them try to figure out where 13 was without out a good hacker of which he was not. He wasn’t bad but the security in this place was state-of-the-art. It was one shot and he would have to get lucky, it gave him a 1 in 45000 odds of getting it right the first time. He didn’t want risk the teams lives on that. So he kept silent if only there was someone that was perhaps already able to get into the system from the inside already...but he left that unsaid as well.<br><br>So it was still a crapshoot based off of the sound of it. Then when Courtney chimed with thoughts of a plan. That left them with fewer options at least, he was wondering what Bat-Mite was doing and would his digital footprint collide with theirs and set something off?<br><br>Kara scanned the ground but it only proved they didn’t want any spying done by anyone with a ‘K’ in their place of origins and it had nothing to do with Earth! He brought up the rear making sure to clean up the extra or spare guards. No need to alert anyone that they were here. Once he tied them up and stored them he was quick with the other. They were placed in a closet and tied. It would keep them there for maybe an hour or two. <br><br>He too waited for Vixen’s final words on the true plan at least what they could come up with on the fly.<br>&nbsp;<br>Still very stoic and mission focused.<br><br>Jackson looked at Vixen, he wasn't sure if she would be pissed off or not, but she was more likely to listen to reason. &nbsp;"Before you continue.&nbsp; I know you are the lead...I don't and I am not going to question your decision...but hear me out.&nbsp; Kara has the best chance of dealing with another Kryptonian or Daxamite, just in case that is what 13 is!.&nbsp; No I don't want to go be with Prickboy any more than he wants to be with me, but with my stealth suit and abilities.&nbsp; I am better suited to deal with him and some of this tech despite his confidence in my skills.&nbsp; Like you said it is the mission that is important and I don't have to work with him again after this, but I can divest myself from my feelings and watch his back as if he were one of you.&nbsp; You have my word, but under the circumstances and I would feel better if my new friend, gesturing towards Jenn.&nbsp; Had a true powerhouse watching her back then just a really strong friend." &nbsp;He stood in the middle.&nbsp; <br><br>"But that my leader is your call?" He was still a consummate soldier verging on kiss ass but he knew he wasn't.&nbsp; He knew both how to take and give orders and if Jenn was worried about getting her butt handed to her then Supergirl had a much better chance of stopping that with a full host of abilities than his water magic even as powerful as they were.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>19-09-2019, 05:59:56</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just a bit after 3 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> On a rooftop--&gt; going in!<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Jen gives in and tries to be a better, less hot-headed team mate. Which is easy since the man she'd like to ride (and shock repeatedly) into submission is no longer present.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>Ah, shit. Mari received her co-operation with only one damned sentence. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“You need to be here because I need you here. Please. I can’t do this without you.”</span> The look and the touch did it. Jen knew without a doubt that if something happened to her girl because she hadn't been there, she'd hate herself. It was then that Courtney interjected.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I don't blame you for wanting to jet. We're not off to a great start here, and the Boy Wonder is... a lot to process. So if you want to head back, nobody's gonna blame you at all.&nbsp; Still, we'll probably need the help if this 13 is actually Kryptonian. If I can weaken him with my Staff, then a sufficient enough blast of electricity will knock him cold.&nbsp; Not to mention that we really don't know what's in this place despite Robin's 'recon'. So... yeah.&nbsp; We could use the extra help, supers or not. Besides, without these you could turn me into burnt toast real easy.&nbsp; So don't sell yourself short."</span><br><br>Jen gave a quick smile, a flash of white teeth in the darkness of the night. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am not selling myself short. What I am doing is saying I will not risk my life for an ill-advised plan with people I don't know and am not sure I can trust." </span> She shrugged. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Trust is earned by actions and is never a given. So far the only person I trust is Mari and that could probably include the green-eyed chocolate male over there."</span> She jerked a thumb at Aqualad. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"However, I do concede your point."</span><br><br>At the tail end of her confession, Aqualad chimed in, his voice like rich dark chocolate. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&lt;&lt;Lightning: I would like you to stay please ma’am because despite what you think we need you. You are not only a competent person but a valued asset. I want to say friend at some point too. But that is your call. I am not Vixen, but I will be here with you. Yes, you are damned sexy as hell! Not that you didn’t know!&gt;&gt;</span> A blush suffused her features but all she gave in response was a very small grin. With the way she felt concerning Virgil, it was nice to be reminded that she was still okay in the looks department.<br><br>Finally, Robin gave the all-clear but everyone held their positions until Vixen said, <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“The pup has spoken. Let’s move.”</span>. People fell in and followed Mari's lead, moving en masse to give her what she required. For Jen, this was a no brainer. Vixen was who she followed, period. That had been the case from the beginning. Soon enough, the group had entered the installation as Vixen pondered where they should go, first. Stargirl gave a workable solution while Supergirl added her own assessment to the mix. Aqualad conceded the viability as well, yet Jen was not sure. However, that plan did seem to suit all of the constraints best and honestly? Jen just wanted an actual place to look. There were far too many variables.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I am down with whatever. Let's just get moving as I have a feeling that things are gonna go to shit soon enough."</span> She did pause for a moment, though. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Is Robin planning on accessing their networks? Would that be safe to layer another access point?"</span> She glanced down. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I know shit about how that would work so I will bow to whichever of you knows more..."</span> Finally, she nodded to Mari. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Lead on beauty but someone SHOULD reach out to Robin in the interim. Just NOT me."</span> She paused. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Someone should be there to guard his back as well."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>20-09-2019, 19:53:58</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Being watched by the one thing Robin <em>can’t</em> hack....<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <br><hr><em> “Here."</em>&nbsp; Stargirl pointed to the button for the Computer Research Labs with great confidence in her voice.<em>&nbsp; "Get me here and I'll slice their security like insert butter/hot knife cliche here. I'll find our Lucky 13~"</em><br><br>Both she and Kara nodded to the simplicity of the plan just as Aqualad handed her command of the situation. <br><br><em>“Ok boss lady, your call."</em> Vixen took in a very deep breath, not wanting the mantle of leader but realizing it had been handed to her. Her heart raced at how close they were, and right when she was about to nod to Courtney, Lightning offered up a voice of immense reason. <br><br>“<em>Lead on beauty but someone SHOULD reach out to Robin in the interim. Just NOT me."</em> She hesitated. "<em>Someone should be there to guard his back as well."</em><br><br><em>Shit</em>. She was right. No matter how much of a little asshole the guy was, he was -their- little asshole. And he needed someone with him. <br><br>Lightning already volunteered herself to not be chosen, and Stargirl was needed with the computers. Aqualad? Ha! Talk about an exploitive situation that didn’t need to be made any worse. And it couldn’t be her, but Kara was essential. So that circled them right back to-<br><br>“Aqualad.” Vixen turned to the Atlantean. “Despite what Robin says he should never be alone on such a dangerous mission. I’m sending you with him. Guard him well, and then meet us as soon as you guys can. Please try to work well with him.” She waited for him to exit the elevator before choosing the level Courtney had chosen and down they went. <br><br>Down. Down. Sub level 6. Sub level 12. The deeper they went the more anxious Vixen felt. Finally they reached Sub Level 21, the Computer Labs, and the doors opened to a metallic hallway. Fluorescent lights buzzed above their heads and Vixen exited first, her speed taking her to the corner and halting everyone to remain where they were as she peered around the corner to observe. Nothing. Motioning for them to follow her, she waited for them all to catch up before turning left and running down hallway silently. <br><br>“Okay, here.” She whispered harshly, reaching to entrance to the computer lab. After ushering them all inside,&nbsp; Vixen commissioned Lightning and Kara to watch the door as Stargirl worked. Suddenly a sensation passed over her, like something was about to go wrong. Scanning the dark room carefully, she waited until Courtney was able to get them answers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>22-09-2019, 05:43:47</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying not to mess up again<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.msg15078724#msg15078724">Quote from: Gannameade on 17-09-2019, 16:35:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He wasn’t saying anything that wasn’t true but she did need to hear it. &lt;&lt;Yes you are damned sexy as hell! Not that you didn’t know!&gt;&gt; He wasn’t sure about the smart part but given whom the insult was coming from he took it with a grain of salt. No one was smarter than him and given his ego and that suit he understood why he thought so.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kara squinted lightly at Jackson as he complimented the woman, but elected not to say anything at that moment. It wasn't the time or the place to deal with Jackson's flirty ways, and her attention was quickly diverted from them when he offered himself to go assist Robin and Vixen agreed. She grabbed his hand and frowned lightly.<br><br>"Be careful. Please?", she asked in a way that betrayed more than mere concern for a teammate.<br><br>She let him go and settled inside the elevator, remaining silent and contemplative as it went down the stories then following Vixen when she walked to the computer lab. Kara took place near the entrance as instructed and scanned the area with her X-Ray and multi-spectrum vision, as well as paying close attention to any noise her hearing could pick up. They were in hostile territory and she had no intention of getting surprised. Her concentration, however, was only partly on her watch duty as her thoughts were with the Atlantean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>23-09-2019, 20:10:59</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://lasentinel.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/5/2017/09/ENT-Heroes_Taraji-P.-Henson_IMG-1jpg.jpg)(http://www.nerdfectstrangers.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/ayj4-1024x576.jpg)(https://images6.alphacoders.com/873/thumb-350-873151.jpg)</div><br><br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> PROJECT CADMUS<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Command Center, Underground Facilities<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Running Cadmus with brutal efficiency, Finding Intruders, Engaging<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Metal Gear Solid Alert Theme &nbsp;(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEvzFcqKbXw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>[REDACTED]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> At Waller's command, the pods holding the G-Gnomes were opened, hissing as the pressure released and allowed the tiny critters with extremely powerful psionic abilities free from their imprisonment. Each Gnome was assigned to a handler, who in turn was assigned to a small squad of soldiers. That meant anywhere between 30 and 50 guards were about to be roaming the floors, giving them a thorough sweep to find out if Amanda's senses were as good as she believed them to be. <br><br>With efficiency being what it was at CADMUS, it took maybe five minutes for all of the squads to be prepared collectively, and then they all moved out, splitting up as they headed to higher or lower floors to search. "Okay, boys. Show mama who's running around uninvited." Still in the comm center, she was watching every camera they had access to like a hawk; she was determined to find someone because she <em>knew</em> something was wrong. Her gut had never steered her wrong before, and she was confident it wouldn't tonight either.<br><br>Axel Kinneman, known as "Frontman" for his squad was not only the baddest ass soldier in his unit, but it's commander and the handler for G-Gnome 1, the littlest of the tiny creatures, but also one of the most powerful. "Sweep of Sub Level 22 complete, no intruders found. Headed up to Level 21. Frontman, out."<br><br>&nbsp;Despite CADMUS being stacked on top of itself, each floor was very large, so there was still lots of ground to cover. For almost a full five minutes, Frontman and the group searched, with G1 perched on his shoulder, speaking directly into his brain as it did it's own reconnaissance. Suddenly, a ping rang out in his brain and he held up his hand to stop the squad. G1's eyes were glowing red, and it was poking at a presence it didn't recognize. It wasn't until the flare of anger that it had enough evidence to pinpoint the new brains location a visual. <br><br>Like he'd caught a serious intruder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2P5qbcRAXVk) and send Frontman a mental image of who he was looking at. "Okay, boys. We got infiltrators in the computer labs. Standard protocol. Try to contain them for questioning, but if you can't...that's life," he chuckled and motioned for them to move out.&nbsp; "This is Frontman, all squads converge on Sub-Level 21. They're in the computer labs." Despite being faceless soldiers, all of these men were the elite faceless soldiers of a faceless organization. They were no pushovers. And they even had a few metahumans in their number. <br><br>And thanks to the G-Gnomes, even those actively searching for them would more than likely miss the mark. It took far less effort than one would think to nudge thoughts and perceptions in a particular direction, even if it was completely wrong. So before the team knew it, multiple exits to the labs were filled with soldiers, just waiting to breach and clear. Finally, Frontman was confident they had enough people, so he stood closest to the door and waited before speaking quietly into his comms.<br><br>&nbsp;"Alright...take em down." The door busted open, and multiple flashbangs were tossed into the labs, exploding in blinding light and deafening noise to disorient the team as the soldiers stormed the room. "Fire at will! Remember, contain if possible!" Before they knew what was happening, gunfire erupted into the dimly lit computer labs. Waller stood and watched, curious at who had decided to try and break into CADMUS. She was honestly curious about the size of their balls because they had to be massive to attempt something so idiotic.<br>&nbsp;</span><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/d3/09/c2d309ce36378e30a8b7d70b94f8fc1f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Waking Up<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Once again, the darkness was all he could think about in the brief moments he'd fight free from the induced coma they kept him in for their own safety. If asked why the caged bird sings, he would have been able to give hundreds of answers. But that would involve being able to speak on his own, think on his own, exist on his own. <br><br>Things never allowed before, and that would never be allowed. But each awakening was a blessing, so this time, when the stupor was stripped away and his eyes opened, he allowed the briefest of smiles, because he was awake. And even if he was a tool, it was better than being asleep and alone in the cold and darkness of the dreamless void. "Thirteen, we need you to prepare for battle. Your suit has been prepared. You know what to do." He didn't say a word as his pod was opened, and all the fluid keeping him asleep and floating gushed out onto the grates below. <br><br>He only coughed, spitting out that which as always had seeped into his lungs, then stood up and walked over to the battle suit that let them control him with even more efficiency from behind their little computer screens. He strapped it on, then waited as the helmet was lowered. It took a few seconds for the HUD to power up, but once it did, he started receiving orders loud and clear. And for now, his order was to wait to see what the soldiers did with the intruders.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>23-09-2019, 22:15:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Hacking powers activa—goddamnit!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl would follow Vixen's lead, too used to being a solo act to be taking charge herself.&nbsp; She was proud, but not so foolish as to think herself any sort of leader, so she stamped down any twinges of bruised ego this experience was giving her and behaved herself.&nbsp; When Aqualad was bidden to depart to back up the Boy Wonder, she would give him a nod and a smile, wishing him luck with the even prouder Wayne.&nbsp; He was likely going to need it.<br><br>"Alright," she began once they reached their destination, slipping into the lap and cracking her knuckles.&nbsp; "Let's see what we can see."&nbsp; She sidled up to a console and began plucking away at the keys, putting her skills to the test as she worked at bypassing their security.&nbsp; As expected it was tough stuff to crack, but with a bit of time, and a bit of luck to go with it, she'd be able to get in.&nbsp; Thankfully the others would be keeping an eye out for... wait, what was that?&nbsp; "Fuck!"&nbsp; She cursed as flash bangs were set off, instinctively raising a barrier in defense against any sort of attack to follow it up.&nbsp; This wasn't her first rodeo, after all.&nbsp; "So much for stealth!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 07:26:02</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just a bit after 3 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Computer labs<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fuck it. Ima cause a distraction.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>Now, while shit was going to hell in a handbasket, Jen was busily attempting to look engaged&nbsp; though her presence held no reasoning. She couldn't touch the myriad computer banks, couldn't reach out to flick a light.&nbsp; All she could do was provide cover for the ones who were most important...and then? Mari had sent Aqualad away!! Why had she done that? True, she hadn't wanted to watch <strong>King-Ding-A-Ling Swing</strong> BUT he could have very well needed back up and the others were far stronger than she was, no matter how anyone attempted to pretty it up.<br>&nbsp;<br>So, OF COURSE, it was no surprise when everybody and their fuckin' mother showed up to rain on Mari's parade. Why would it be? One of the most powerful people on the team was gone, maybe even fuckin' captured, and she was here! As soon as that thought registered, flashbangs broke the stillness. <br><br><em>'Fuck!'</em> <br><br>Coldly,&nbsp; a deep voice broke the impasse. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Alright...take em down. Fire at will! Remember, contain if possible!"</span><br><br><em>'Contain my ass!!'</em> With absolutely no thought to the consequences, Jen reached out and then down, laying her hands upon the nearest computer. Sparks erupted so she did it again...and once more for good measure.&nbsp; Her form shimmered, took on the lightning she rode even as she went <sup>up</sup>, her body no longer earthbound.&nbsp; Dark eyes swept through the darkness as the glare and noise of the flashbangs faded. Countless black-clad soldiers had intruded from multiple doorways, surrounding the coterie with guns and whatever else they held.&nbsp; <br><br>This was NOT good.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Spread out. Give yourselves distance, one from the other,"</span> she barked. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Bunched up means everyone could be hit at once. Don't call positions, no point. They can mark it, right?"</span> As she spoke, her voice clear and concise, she kept on the move, fast as a lightning strike. Eventually, she landed slightly to the left of a small squad. Delicate hands reached out, gripped two shoulders and fed the energy she had garnered into the uniforms and then through it. No idea if it worked, didn't matter.<br><br>Up again, quick as thought, pulling electricity from any place she landed, burning out computers, lights, whatever. This wasn't the Batman's shit and she didn't have to give two fucks if it was damaged. Hovering for a moment, she allowed blazing white bolts to flare forth, crackling and snapping. She picked no one group.&nbsp; Not even choosing a squad to take out directly. Let the others do so. Her job was to keep them distracted.<br><br>She moved again, there and gone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 13:02:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fighting, torture, and searching telepathically for 13<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> <strong>Specifically:</strong> Stargirl, Supergirl, Lightning, Project 13<br><hr> <em>They were coming.</em><br><br>Vixen heard their heavy footfalls the moment they hit this level. Her ears and skin picking up their vibrations through The Red as well as creatures she had never encountered before. Neither mythical, nor imaginative, whatever escorted the soldiers was.....foreign. A dangerous new threat as she wouldn’t know how to defend herself, or the others, until -after- getting attacked from it.<br><br>She placed a hand on Stargirl’s shoulder. “Prepare yourself.” She whispered. Her instincts told her Lightning was irritated with her, but Mari shook it off for the moment. They could talk later. Now was the time for battle.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Coleoptera Endopterygota (Armored Beetle):</em> Vixen turned towards one of the doors where an immense amount of noise was coming from, an army of soldiers waiting for them just on the other side. The door was opened, grenades were thrown in, and commands were yelled just as the flash bangs went off. The explosion to her senses momentarily disoriented her, but at the touch of her totem they were regained quickly as she gazed about the smokey surroundings. Courtney had initiated a protective force field, most likely from her staff, and standing in front of her, Vixen forced back her shoulders and raised her chin. Let the woman continue working, but it seemed it would be sooner rather than later that they would actually meet this 13. <br><br>Lightning erupted around her, looking like a storm cloud on the ground as her friend Jennifer fought off to her side, and with a growl she maintained the armored flesh as bullets bounced off of her arms and chest. These men weren’t containing— they were shooting to kill. <br><br><div align="center">(https://media1.giphy.com/media/V1P7IKj8qQxEc/giphy.gif)</div><br><em>Diceros Bicornis (Black Rhinoceros):</em> an explosive blue aura of a rhino surrounded Mari for the briefest of seconds as the spirit of the beast filled her. Eyes opening and flashing like spiritual sapphires, they morphed back to their molten amber immediately as she charged forward into the thickest congregated group. Only a few could enter at once through the doors, so barreling through at superhuman speeds and with extreme prejudice, Vixen mowed the first group down like a herd of beasts. The weight, strength, speed, and ferocity of the creatures she embodied crushed soldiers under her feet like shell-coated grapes. <br><br><em>Gorilla Beringei (Silverback Gorilla):</em> with a massive punch, Mari smashed the helmet of the nearest man into his skull, yanked his gun from his hand and snapped it into two pieces over her left knee. Taking the separated pieces, she used them as two individual blunt objects, swinging them and sending men flying down the hallways until it’s structure shattered into shards in her palms. <br><br><em>Boidae (Boa Constrictor):</em> One brave solver raised a launcher type weapon towards Courtney and her shield, and leaping onto his back, Mari wrapped her arms around the front of his neck, her legs around his waist, and ignited a squeeze that had the man convulsing in her arms. She felt bones cracking immediately, ribs bending and breaking into internals organs, crushing him in her grip so mightily that soon it was as if she were hugging herself. Then suddenly-<br><br><em>“Ahh!”</em> A frightful pang echoed in her ears, causing Vixen to drop and cup the sides of her head to protect against the mental invasion. She twisted side to side, gasping to lay her eyes on a man that was dressed slightly different than the others. There was a creature on his shoulder, looking down at her, horns glowing and filling her mind with an exorbitant amount of telepathic pain. Darkness clouded her vision as it felt as though knives were stabbing her temples, creating a string of agony within that was so powerful it forced Vixen to her knees. She screamed, clutching her ears and shook her head in a vain effort to dislodge the telepathic link between her and whatever it was on the handler’s shoulders. Mari fought back, straining her cerebral cortex to the shattering point as she pushed back the link just enough to mimic it. She had now encountered the beasts; they were indoctrinated into The Red and her Totem was able to latch on to the little bastards. She made a final call outward before she almost blacked out....one mighty telepathic call....but not to her teammates, not to the Justice League.....but to Project 13.<br><br><em>Orientalus Sino Dux (Genomorphs):</em> A telepathic explosion burst from the African Queen, a mental blast that spread throughout Cadmus and hit every single mind of the Genomorph subspecies. Vixen didn’t know how to control this new power, she didn’t know how to make it towards a specific individual. All she could do was reach every Genomorph in the building....including the most important one. They one they were trying to reach. <br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">*13!* </span></span></strong></div><br>Her blackening mind cried out into all of their minds simultaneously. She hoped she found him. <br><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">*Help us! Help us get you out of here! You don’t belong here! You don’t....you don’t-</span></span></strong></div><br>The link broke, the G-Gnome tormenting her hearing her words and raising the pressure, causing Vixen to lose the connection with a scream of angered agony.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>26-09-2019, 17:29:01</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2d/78/c8/2d78c822b94de0ea3c71ebe1ac494f62.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Focus...Last Damned Mission!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp; Aqualad realized he left the group in good hands. It was an all-women team now, which he shrugged it off thinking they were in good hands. Lightning seemed still on edge, but he trusted her to stand in his stead. He too could control lightning so he would work on absorbing some as he went down the hallway.<em> &lt;&lt;Lightning – You got this!&gt;&gt;</em><br><br>When Kara took his hand he was shocked momentarily. Was he trying to hide anything? No! Did he mind their affection in public? No! It was just he didn’t expect it no matter how welcomed it was. “I will see you soon my heart.” She and he were the only ones with enhanced senses right now, the only thing missing at the moment was a kiss goodbye, he would wait for that.&nbsp; As that meant he would have to see her again to get that kiss.<br><br>Courtney was itching to go and Vixen was totally focused on getting 13 freed. He was hoping that was all that it was, but right now they were going through a lot of effort for someone that may or may not want to be free. After so long being captured, sometimes people preferred the safety of being captured or a slave.<br><br>With a tap of his emblem. He had faded from view as he pulled the water around himself and moved out towards Robin. He would have made a portal but that would require more energy and he might need that to get him and the boy wonder to the others if things went bad.<br><br>He continued to move through the hallway, invisibly the only thing that might give him away was the extra fresh scent of ozone in the air. <br><br>Making it smell like fresh rain. <br><br>He knew where Robin was by their tracers, so he would find him and guard his back. He maneuvered his way through the complex all but floating down the hallway until he could reach Robin.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>28-09-2019, 02:12:33</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enters the Supergirl<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara looked peered over the in the hallway from her position, guarding the computer lab door, feeling as though something wasn't <em>quite </em>right, but even her super-senses were unable to find anything. Chalking it up to her own level of stress and her concern for Kaldur, who had left on his own to serve as Robin's backup, she tried her best to relax. She didn't need superhearing, however, to hear a few 'pings' and 'prrrr' - like round metallic objects falling then rolling on a steel floor. <br><br>She was about to say something when the flash bombs detonated, overwhelming her super-senses and causing her to run into the lab then lose her balance and fall on her knees, screaming with her hands over her ears, disoriented. With her hearing still unable to decipher anything more than a vague mash-up of low frequencies and her eyesight rendered useless while the room kept spinning around her, all that was left for her to feel was the impact of numerous tiny object hitting her at high velocity but causing no real damage, like hundreds of fingers poking her all over. <br><br>"Bullets", she thought. <br><br>She mustered every concentration she could to recover from the disorienting effects of the flash bombs and rose on her legs, then hovered above the floor - flying sounded like a safer bet than walking at the moment, then she quickly moved in front of the move vulnerable members of her group, attempting to shield them from enemy fire. As her eyesight recovered and the dizziness subsided, she bagan to spot the soldiers firing into the room and her eyes lit up like two glowing red pieces of hot metal. She direct her eyesight at the firing soldiers she saw, directing her heat vision at their weapons in order to overheat them and force the soldiers to drop them or see them melt down right in their hands. <br><br>"I have a feeling hospitality isn't your strong suit", she shouted at their opponents.<br><br>She heard Vixen call her totems and watched with a slight grin as she began to mow through the soldiers, then suddenly sceam in pain. As if echoing Vixen's condition, a splitting headache hit Kara, causing her to lose concentration and end both her floating and her heat vision attack as she fell to the ground once more. Even with her weakening mind, she knew they were under a psychic assault and without seeing her attacker, she had one option left while her mind was still capable of it. <br><br>She breathed in some air and blew freezing cold air into the room, hoping to disable her opponents before they disabled her. As her consciousness began to fade - as did the reserve of air in her lungs - , it seemed less and less likely that she would come up on top.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>30-09-2019, 05:05:20</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://lasentinel.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/5/2017/09/ENT-Heroes_Taraji-P.-Henson_IMG-1jpg.jpg)(http://www.nerdfectstrangers.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/ayj4-1024x576.jpg)(https://images6.alphacoders.com/873/thumb-350-873151.jpg)</div><br><br><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> PROJECT CADMUS<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Command Center, Underground Facilities<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Running Cadmus with brutal efficiency, Finding Intruders, Engaging<br>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Metal Gear Solid Alert Theme &nbsp;(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEvzFcqKbXw)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>[REDACTED]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Hmmmph", came a satisfied grunt from Waller, her neck bobbing in an arrogantly triumphant sway as it turned out she was absolutely correct as her soldiers found the intruders rooting around in the computer labs. "I knew we had foxes in the hen house. Now our boys just need to exterminate the vermin. Actually," she paused and opened a channel to the comms of the soldiers currently engaged in battle. "Leave at least one alive for interrogation. Any of them is fine. The rest are expendable." <br><br>"Understood, ma'am. Continuing engagement."&nbsp; The first round of fire after the flashbangs detonated was all blocked by a shimmering field of energy, the dome rippling gently as the 5.56 and 9mm rounds proved ineffective against the curved barrier. "Left, left, left! Cover their flank!" A small detachment confirmed the order, breaking off to the side to try and use the confusion to get a better position to fire. Only to get interrupted when Lightning grabbed two by the shoulders and flooded them with electricity. They went blue and white, as their bones became visible in brief flashes for the duration of her hold. The two unfortunate men became human lightning rods, then fell to the floor, smoking and twitching in a pile. The remaining men in the unit followed her with their fire, destroying computers, chairs, and desks in a futile attempt to shoot electricity.<br><br>&nbsp;Her lightning arced forward again when she stopped, chaining from soldier to soldier until a half-dozen men lay stunned and seizing on the floor. One man called out "Grenade", then threw an M67 so it skidded to a stop right in front of Stargirl's force field. The group that had come through the main doors concentrated their fire on Vixen, but were surprised when the bullets seemed to simply bounce right off. As she ran toward them, a few of the men could have sworn they saw a blue rhino or something for a moment, but no one understood what happened until she barreled through them like bowling pins and broke more than a few bones as she trampled over the ones unlucky enough to end up under her boot instead of flung to the side.<br><br>&nbsp;"Get the one in orange. Her powers are cra-ccrrnch"!!! The man's words were cut short as his helmet was caved into his face; and before he even fell, his weapon got turned into a club. The last thing he saw was Jenkins sailing down the hallway end over end. They hadn't signed up for shit like this. As Vixen tore through men, the G-Gnomes came together to focus on her, their combined telepathic assault wreaking havoc on sheer mental anguish on her brain. She was a strong will, though, and she resisted far longer than a normal person could have. Then she pushed back, somehow mimicking their power and rebounding it to every single Genomorph in the building. Gnomes, Elves, Trolls, even Thirteen. <br><br>Her message, as powerful as it was, only went out for a few moments before the Gnomes banded together again and began to tear into her mind. While a singular Gnome instead maintained the neural network connecting all of the soldiers, allowing them to think instead of speak, do instead of ask, move as one cohesive unit instead of individuals with the time lag of individuality itself decreasing their efficiency. At least two different groups focused on the flying blond girl. "One of em's got Superman's S. I think we got a Kryptonian here," a soldier shouted out while he and others bullets proved little more than an annoyance to the flying blond. "Heat vision. Confirmed Kryptonian!" <br><br>Another shouted, then dropping his red hot weapon after Kara turned it and several others into molten slag. "They're surprisingly more competent than I anticipated. Send in more Gnomes to strength the telepathic field. And throw some Elves in the mix, too. They can deal with our soldiers, but our metas and our Genomorphs can clearly hold their own." As she spoke, one of the metas she'd been talking about walked into the room. <br><br>He didn't have a gun, but he quickly showed he didn't need one as he walked up to Supergirl and took advantage of the Gnomes assault to drop a hard fist into her temple with enough power behind it to ring her bell in her current condition. He delivered three or four solid blows, and was working on his fifth when she took a breath and blew it out, flash-freezing the meta in front of her and quickly starting to freeze over the soldiers and Gnomes she was aiming at. A few more soldiers taken down would give them a slight reprieve to get a move on before the next wave found them. <br>&nbsp;</span><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/d3/09/c2d309ce36378e30a8b7d70b94f8fc1f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> His orders were to wait, so there Thirteen stood, tall, menacing, and almost completely still except for the slightest movement of him breathing, and his helmet echoing his voice in a warbled, distorted, electronic mimic. The scientists and guards in the room were as unnerved as he always made them, but he paid them no mind. He had his orders. He was standing for several minutes, until suddenly a female voice rang out extremely loudly in his mind. Loud enough for him to scream and fall to one knee, which scared the guards enough to draw their weapons on him and demand an explanation from the eggheads.<br><br>&nbsp;"We don't know. He's never done that before!" "Well, you better fix it!! We can't have <em>him</em> out of all of them goin' rogue. He'll bring this whole place down on our heads." It wasn't even a necessary statement, as everyone there knew that if anyone had been treated how they treated Thirteen, and then they were suddenly freed, revenge would definitely be the first thing on their mind.<br><br>&nbsp;He heard Vixen's entire plea, but aside from standing back up, he didn't move immediately. Instead, he continued to stand there stock-still. Finally, he turned his head, then took a step toward the door, followed by another. "Hey, where are you going?! Your orders are...to await further orders!" Thirteen turned to look over his shoulder, then spoke. <br><br>"I'm going to stop the intruders. One is in my head and I don't like it...already too crowded in there," he said and ended the sentence, just daring the man to say something else before he turned back and walked through the doors. Once he was in the hallway, he bent forward slightly, then disappeared from view in a rush, leaving only cracked floor in his wake as he supersped his way through the corridors toward where he'd sensed the voice in his head. He had a mission to carry out.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>30-09-2019, 11:16:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Hacking powers activa—goddamnit!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl growled in pain and annoyance, her ears ringing and eyes smarting like hell as she kept the barrier up against an onslaught of small arms fire.&nbsp; Standard breach and clear to take out the hostiles, should be no big deal with all the super powered bad asses they had on deck.&nbsp; Doing her best to focus, Stargirl kept the Staff held out and the barrier raised with one hand, while the other plucked at the keyboard some more once her vision cleared enough for her to see it.&nbsp; The grenade did absolutely nothing to breach the barrier, not unless it was much heavier ordinance than she'd been expecting from a PMC under Waller's employ.&nbsp; She'd heard of the woman, yeah, though she didn't know much beyond rumors.<br><br>"Come on, lay off," she griped at their attackers, feeling quite pissed off at this point.&nbsp; "Can't a girl work in peace around—"&nbsp; Her snark turned into nonsensical gibberish as something slammed into her mind, causing her to stagger and the barrier to slip as her concentration was, to put it bluntly, fucked.&nbsp; She managed to drop to her knees to remove herself from the immediate line of fire, but they all needed to deal with... whatever the hell this was!&nbsp; While not exactly a stranger to mental attacks, she'd never really bothered to train herself to resist them beyond the basics.&nbsp; So, she did the only thing she could think of under the circumstances; hit the panic button.&nbsp; <br><br>Leaning back so her hips were angled up towards the general area of their attackers, Stargirl managed to haphazardly jab the button in the middle of her Cosmic Belt and set off a wave of Starbursts out in a ninety degree cone in front of her.&nbsp; Anything organic caught in it was about to get slapped upside the nervous system, and any electronics that weren't protected against cosmic energy would be absolutely fried.&nbsp; Like a taser on steroids, her stepdad once called it.&nbsp; <br><br>"EAT SHIT, YOU FUCKS!"&nbsp; She shouted, or tried to anyway.&nbsp; It might have been a slurred mess of a sentence, but her brain was too fried to register it properly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>02-10-2019, 18:49:37</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fighting, torture, and searching telepathically for 13<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <strong>Specifically:</strong> Stargirl, Supergirl, Lightning, Project 13<br><hr> Mari was conscious but barely aware of Kara’s state directly next to her. Somewhere within her she heard the cry of the Kryptonian, her own jaws elongating in a scream as her palms shoved at the sides of her head in vain. It was an instinctual reaction to the telepathic torment, a pathetic attempt to staunch out the little creatures, but Vixen was not trained to withstand such an attack. <br><br>Her vision was narrowed down to a pinpoint, tiny little windows of light where she saw a man attack Kara with brutal strength before her icy breath froze him and many other soldiers and their creatures standing in their way. Suddenly, a voice rang above the fray and with a sonic boom, everything went silent.<br><br>Vixen was dangerously close to serious nausea and disorientation. With a panting gasp, she fell forward on her hands and knees, breathing tightly with heavy exhales and inhales as blood dripped from her ear canals from the physical strain in fighting against the mental assault. Looking up, she saw that somehow Courtney had blown through a righteous path with her equipment, knocking out a multitude of others Kara had not frozen over. Mari slowly got to her feet, swaying slightly, touching her totem to heal as a cobalt coil wrapped around her neck and wrist, whisping away any superficial injuries. With a breathless look of appreciation, she nodded towards Courtney before going to Kara to help the woman to her feet.<br><br>And that’s when she saw....<em>him</em>.<br><br>An immense, powerful being, coated in an imposing suit; there stood the object of their mission: 13.<br><br>Silent. Brooding. Dangerous. The man just....stood there, as if waiting for something to be said, or to happen. Bodies surrounded them all on the floor, and machinery buzzed and sizzled, a few were smoking around the lab from both Lightning’s and Courtney’s abilities. Protective of her team, Vixen took a modest step forward in front of Kara, her golden gaze remaining on him, trying to act calm to show him they meant him no harm while also maintaining caution in case he was to attack. <br><br>“Thir—thirteen?” It had grown quiet, suspensefully so. Vixen knew more soldiers with their little organic weapons would be coming, as well as more of whatever they were creating down here in Cadmus. They needed to hurry up and get out of here, rendezvous with Robin and Aqualad, but they also couldn’t rush this very, very delicate situation. Vixen took another step closer to him, her hand out as if to say she wasn’t going to hurt him. “I’m sorry, I don’t know your real name.” 13 couldn’t be what he was actually called....right?<br><br>She came closer, and closer....and closer, tentatively inching closer to the robotic beast before her. He was a tower of strength so palatable she could practically taste it rolling off of him, an aura of aggression that her heart raced. They were so close! Her fingers stretched out as her golden eyes were wide and upward, staring at her own reflection in the shield glass of his helmet. “Do you understand? Can you help us...?” The makeup of her totem shielded her suddenly with a calming effect, like that of a service animal for anxiety and depression. Suddenly the oxytocin of everyone in the room was flooded with a warmth that could only be felt when one felt safe or comforted by a well beloved protector. Vixen was attempting to relieve the stress and strain around her, specifically the creature before her, and when she was just within arm’s reach of Thirteen she flashed a stunning smile of compassion.<br><br>The telepathic link she had created with him was once more established, easier now that she had a better idea of what she was doing and that he was much closer. Mari beamed as if in triumph. The warm word suddenly caressed his mind, thinking they were making a breakthrough. <br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 16pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>.....ally.....</span></span></strong></div><br>And finally reaching forward, Vixen tentatively grazed her soft fingertips along his armored forearm. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 17:13:22</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190912/a52e91c73f0ecd81d58d1aa08f380782.png)</div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/6b/dd/12/6bdd12f733808e5b38ac987a010a00ba--fitness-women-female-fitness.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jennifer Pierce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035979#msg15035979)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just like the pic<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Just a bit after 3 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Computer labs<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> No. Fuck No. Fuck This. Fuck My Friend. Fuck This Team. NO.<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Hit Em High-Wu Tang ft Cypress Hill (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yZCT_O9-wv8)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone <br><br><hr><br>The room was a morass of bodies and gunfire. Two of the strongest were down and Jen could feel the edges of her mind go slightly blank as whatever was attacking them suddenly brought themselves to bear on HER. Still, she fought through it even as a splatter of vomit escaped her. Yeah, apparently Lightning could projectile hurl while surrounded by energy and flying. The power of the mental attack made her dizzy and as the nausea ramped up, she soon lost the ability to fly. Down she went, landing on hands and knees.<br><br>Gagging and gasping, Jen fought through the pain of the mental attack and rose unsteadily to her feet, small hands immediately coming up to shoot anything moving with blasts of uncontrolled energy which rebounded and ground itself out in whatever body happened to be available. They were compromised. They were surrounded and her best friend was allowing it to fucking happen because..it had entered. And she reached for it.<br><br>No. Fuck NO.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"You stupid fucking girl! You have a whole team, a whole fucking team, and you are reaching out to the thing that was sent here to kill us all! Are you fucking serious right now?"</span> The words were choked out as a wave of sickness crashed through her. It was then that she noted the short little fuckers who seemed to hang from certain soldiers' shoulders. With no thought, she started aiming for <em>them</em>, electrical bolts striking one after another. Why was she aiming at them? Because after the first one went down, the pain in her mind started to ease.<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"A team, Vixen! We are supposed to be a team! But since you've forgotten that! Since you've elected to put us all in harm's way for this monster? Be a team without me. I am not dying for you."</span><br><br>Without thought, and angry beyond all control, Jen pulled the remainder of energy from the room and turned, her cold gaze latching onto the remainder of said team. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"If you are smart, you'd go. As for me? I'm gone."</span> Suiting actions to words, she blasted the doors off the elevator and then went up, blasting the top of the cube <strong>off</strong> and severing the cable connection so that the box hurtled down the shaft. <br><br><em>'I'll go find, Aqualad and send him back. He's stronger than me. Maybe he can help the other two...but Mari seems to think she doesn't require a team OR help. She can live or die on her own."</em><br><br>That was her last thought as she flew up and out of the shaft, her eyes searching the gloom for another power source. This whole mission had gone tits up and she was done, well mostly done. After all, she was going to go find Aqualad and she would help Robin if he needed her. But Mari had put them all in danger. Jen would never forgive her for that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 19:27:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> I hate mind powers<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in her section of Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl just about flopped bonelessly to the floor when the pressure on her mind ceased, panting as she tiredly wiping away some blood that had started to leak from her nose.&nbsp; Jesus, what a hot mess this mission had turned into.&nbsp; Gather intel, learn about 13, maybe free him... so much for any of that.&nbsp; They really ought to contact Aqualad and Robin so they could all just bug out, before any of them ran into serious trouble.&nbsp; The sound of Lightning's angry voice, meanwhile, drew her attention from her own misery to the fact they weren't as alone as she had assumed.&nbsp; It was him.&nbsp; Lucky 13 had arrived.<br><br>"Oh, shit," the blonde legacy hero groaned, forcing herself up to her knees, using her staff as a lever so she could start her climb to her feet.&nbsp; "N-no, wait, Lightning!"&nbsp; But the, perhaps understandably, pissed off electric woman had sucked all the power from the room and fucked off.&nbsp; "Damn it, we can't be doing this shit!"&nbsp; Whether she could maybe understand why Lightning wanted out or not, for her to do so now... no, don't focus on that.&nbsp; Focus on the fact Vixen was up close and personal with the possibly Kryptonian in high tech full plate armor.&nbsp; "Vixen... Vixen, get back!"&nbsp; She urged the black beauty, staggering a bit as she braced herself for a fight, the Cosmic Staff beginning to burn with red cosmic energy.&nbsp; "Come on, girl, give me a clear shot!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>04-10-2019, 22:58:42</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enters the Supergirl<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Kara wasn't certain her freezing breath had done anything, but after a short while, her mind cleared and the disorientation slowly went away and she could take notice of her surroundings again: Her friends had cleared the few soldiers and metas remaining after the froze a number of them. She frowned. Killing wasn't her intention, she merely hoped to break the concentration of whoever was attacking their minds so they could defend themselves - but Kara didn't complain. Most of these things were little more than monsters - mongrels created in a lab to do the bidding of madmen. <br><br>She rose to her feet, still a little dizzy, then she saw Vixen try to commune with a towering form - despite it having its face and body concealed by its battle armor, she could only come to one conclusion: It was him. She felt the urge to rush forward and meet him, but something told her she needed time to recover first in case things didn't exactly go as she hoped. Besides, Vixen seemed to have things under control for now. <br><br>Looking behind, she saw that her friends were largely unharmed. Lightning was pissed, but that didn't count as being harmed and Kara could hardly blame her, however, she could certainly blame her for leaving and the Kryptonian rose an eyebrow, shouting "Lightning!" when she saw her dart away. Some team they were. <br><br>Stargirl at least seemed to be calm enough and she had her staff. Kara kept her distance from the red sun radiation, but she positioned herself more or less halfway between Vixen and thirteen and Stargirl, so that she could intercept any attacker before they reached the staff-wielding girl. She turned her attention to watch the largely unspoken dialogue going on between Vixen and 13. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>09-10-2019, 00:54:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/d3/09/c2d309ce36378e30a8b7d70b94f8fc1f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders? [Bit of both]<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Supergirl, Stargirl</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Between Supergirl's final assault, and Stargirl blasting the remainder, every soldier in the room was effectively taken down. More were already on the way, but they had been granted a small reprieve. Not much time, but they could take a deep breath and prepare for the next wave. Before they could be saved by the normalness of more soldiers, and the annoying to deal with, but completely reasonable G-Elves, <em>he</em> appeared. One moment he wasn't there, and then the next he was. <br><br>And there he stood, slowly surveying the scene before him, and stopping near Vixen, the supposed leader of this group. She was doing <em>something</em> to him. He couldn't figure out what, but he was much calmer as he stood near her. And something about this girl made him feel strange; feelings and sensations that were as alien to the clone as he was to the natural order of things.<br><br>"Ma'am, the G-Elves, as well as another squad of soldiers and a few Gnomes are on their way to the intruders. " "No need," Amanda said as she pulled them back. "Thirteen's there. And whether they know it or they don't, he is <em>not</em> a problem they want or one they can deal with. So let's just watch the festivities," she said as she held out a hand, and several moments later a cup of coffee was placed into it.<br><br>In his head was the only safe place Thirteen had. They couldn't read his thoughts due to his powers, but everything else was fair game. So right now, he was fighting an internal battle that he would admit he was losing...if he was allowed to speak. The strange woman who smelled "primal" seemed to have a connection with him, one that he could actually feel. <br><br>He'd been standing there for a few minutes and hadn't attacked yet, so something was working. When the girl made of electricity drained the power from the room and left, it was the first time Thirteen seemed to react to something aside from Vixen. He hadn't even been paying attention to the red energy concentrating at the tip of Stargirl's staff. The little trinket meant nothing to him. Finally, as Vixen reached out to touch him, he seemed to mirror her. Tentatively reaching a hand out to run up her arm...<br><br>SNAP!!!<br><br>The armored man didn't seem to have moved, but for some reason several seconds later, a loud crack, like the sound of a bone being forcefully broken by superhuman force echoed through the quieted room. He'd snapped Vixen's arm at the wrist, up to the elbow so fast, that she wouldn't feel pain for a few seconds, and the break happened faster than the sound that accompanied it. <br><br>"I'm sorry. She's...she's in my HEAD!!!!" He cried out in pain, lashing out with an open palm and launching Vixen away from him and through a row of desks and computers. "RUN!!" He couldn't stop himself, so all he could do was try to warn them away. Waller's hold on him was powerful, nearly absolute. He wasn't strong enough to break it, but he was strong enough to be her weapon until she was done with him. She'd told him that personally several times, while holding his literal kill switch. <br><br>Turning to the two blonds left in the room, the visor of his helmet slid up to reveal a pair of icy blue eyes that suddenly turned red before a lance of heat energy fired toward the girl wearing the S on her chest. For the other, he used his telekinesis to pick up computers, monitors, guns, bodies. He aimed them all at Stargirl and launched them like shrapnel. Like always, Thirteen followed his orders. And just like always, he felt horrible just <em>watching</em> as he complied to orders forced upon him. And now he was going to kill the only people to ever help him. It seemed he was destined to be CADMUS property until his dying breath. Well...at least one person had been kind to him. He'd remember her fondly after her death.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>09-10-2019, 01:17:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Shit hits the fan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in her section of Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl was tense as 13 reached out, as if to touch Vixen, only for something to happen, something that she hadn't been able to see.&nbsp; She only knew that one moment Vixen was fine, the next her arm was broken so badly she couldn't help blanching at the sight.&nbsp; She hadn't seen him move, but he must have done it somehow.&nbsp; Her shock slowed her reaction to the threat, her eyes widening as Vixen was sent flying across the room, with 13 saying "she" was in his head and screaming at them to run.&nbsp; After recovering from this display of brutal violence, Stargirl glared at the super-powered 13 as he attacked again, heat vision lancing out for Supergirl, while he somehow launched bodies and shrapnel at her.&nbsp; Telekinesis.&nbsp; Great.<br><br>"Give us a goddamn break!"&nbsp; She shouted as she countered the attack sent her way with the strongest blast of red cosmic energy that she could unleash, intent on barreling through the less squishy bits of badness headed her way while relying on her personal barrier to take the impact of the unconscious grunts.&nbsp; She had no way to know how strong this attack was, of course, so she was sort of just winging it.&nbsp; For now she needed to get through that damn armor if the red energy was going to have an effect.&nbsp; "Also, not cool, 13!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>11-10-2019, 16:04:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying to end this; it’s morphin’ time!<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <strong>Specifically:</strong> Stargirl, Supergirl, Project 13<br><hr> There was a pregnant pause that told Mari the plan could—<em>should</em> work. The enemies were down, they understood the powers that were against them better, and the ones they battled could obviously be killed. The metal she grazed under her fingertips was cold, so cold, and she was about to continue this link between them when suddenly: <br><br><em>“You stupid fucking girl! You have a whole team, a whole fucking team, and you are reaching out to the thing that was sent here to kill us all! Are you fucking serious right now?" </em><br><br>“Wha-“ the moment Vixen turned her head towards the insultive commotion from her friend, watching her flee from the scene, she broke concentration and it appeared as though 13’s level of aggression spiked at -that- moment, using her distraction with Jennifer to suddenly grip her by the forearm and wrench the bone savagely where there was no joint. A sickening snap hit her ears, the pain so debilitating she couldn’t even feel it yet as the nerves balked at the spike of raw anguish. “Aghhhh!!” Vixen withered right there, looking back forward and down to her snapped limp just as she was then launched to the side through desks and ruined computers. Shards of wood and keyboard keys rains down either side of her as her mind was overwhelmed by the searing burn in her right forearm. Looking down she saw it was bent in an unnatural way, the white shard of the ulna sticking straight out of her caramel skin halfway between her wrist and elbow so that the dark pink marrow was exposed. <br><br>Involuntary tears filled her eyes as she hissed through gritted teeth, eyesight going hazy as further sounds exploded around her. Mari closed her eyes to focus before using her left fist to punch the bone back under her skin with an angered cry and began repairing herself.<br><br><em>Ambystoma Mexicanum (Axolotl):</em> Rapidly, a blue amphibious ghost wrapped itself around her shattered bone and sunk deep into her skin, further snapping the bone back into place and reviving the marrow back, along with the ripped tendons, muscles, and flesh within seconds. Vixen then stood up slowly as the agony ebbed away with the healing, and turning with a growl she reaffirmed herself back into battle. He launched an attack on Kara, that heat vision from the video that made them all think he was possibly Kryptonian, while at the same time levitating projectile weapons towards Courtney. Stargirl’s staff then worked it’s magic and she unleashed a blast of red sun radiation so incredibly powerfully it actually burned Vixen’s eyes from looking at it directly.<br><br>The red light seemed to do enough of the trick as his visor was up and it washed across the upper portion of his face. The suit appeared to protect him from the majority of it, but it was certainly present in the room and unavoidable. The heat vision was staunched immediately and 13’s movements seemed to turn.....sluggish. He was still dangerous, but more manageable, and so with a quick rush behind him, Vixen used his weakness as an opportunity to grip under the back base of his helmet and curl her fingers under the ridges.<br><br><em>Loxodonta Africana (African Elephant):</em> with crushing force in her fingertips, Mari broke through the metal casing that surrounded his head, and with a cry ripped the entire helmet off 13’s skull. Wires and sparks flew from the broken pieces hanging from the collar of the suit as well as her fingers, but now the red energy could bathe the entirety of his face. “Keep on him!” She yelled over the noise towards Courtney, gripping the sides of 13’s head with her strength to keep him subdued as the backs of his knees were then kicked to bring him down to a kneel due to his superior height. -That’s- when she noticed the hole at the back of his skull’s base. A quarter sized knotted scar that was incredibly unnatural and seemed to warrant the screamed sentence from earlier of: ‘she’s in my head’. <br><br>This information needed to be dealt with carefully, and getting a radical idea, Vixen sighed, made eye contact with Kara across the way, and nodded that she was about to do something a bit unorthodox. It <em>had</em> to be her; the red light would harm Kara if she came over....<br><br>“Okay....okay.....” Planting her feet very firmly on the ground, Vixen concentrated powerfully upon her totem, eyes closing, chin down towards it as it began to pulse and raise, glowing its illustrious blue glow. The hairs on her skin sizzled as her internal organs and muscles quivered in expectation, bones shifting when suddenly:<br><br><em>Atta Acromyrmex (Leafcutter ant):</em> She disappeared. <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d3/c6/ba/d3c6ba33359fd4a356ffc6bbc69c26a0.jpg)</div>Well, not entirely. But it seemed as such in human eyes as she morphed into an entirely different form, an actual ant on the back of 13’s neck. Vixen’s ant body crawled forward towards the mysterious knot at the back of his neck, and with her highly sensitized six legs, could feel an artificial pulse just under the dark skin. Using her exterior incisors, she bit away at his flesh before burrowing in before he could slap her dead with an angered palm as one would a pestering mosquito. <br><br>A pill-sized capsule lay buried, embedded into his spinal cord and feeding information straight to his brain. As far as she knew, that’s all it did, but still necessary to remove as his puppeteer was somewhere controlling his strings through -this-. So, with the annoyance of a parasite, Vixen began gnawing around the tissue surrounding the capsule, biting away at the tough scarring and tendon regrowth, painfully cutting across the muscled sinew across his spinal cord before turning and using her little leafcutter body to shove the now loosened pill from his skin. Exit. In an instant, she transformed back into her human body, a thin sheen of 13’s blood still decorating her golden suit and cheeks, and before the little bead hit the floor she caught it in the palm of her hand. <br><br>Vixen swayed, a little weak as her mind reacclimated to having bones and blood again, veins threading themselves back through her organs as her vision cleared, and the moment it did she tossed the little mechanical object to Kara. <br><br>“Destroy it.” Her voice was hoarse as she fell back against the far wall, out of breath and very weary. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>12-10-2019, 04:00:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enters the Supergirl<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>Watching the scene with curiosity, Kara let out a cry of horror as 13 grabbed and crushed Mari's arm before she could react and threw her across the room. <br><br>"Vixen!", she shouted before promptly launching herself in 13s direction only to be met with a blast of heat vision that stopped her in her tracks. She crossed her arms in front of her in a protective manner and focused all of her solar energy into her invulnerability field - a little known feature of Kryptonian physiology that explained, among other things, why even their clothes could stop bullets one minute then become ripped beyond recognition the next.<br><br>"I need to return fire or move", she thought as she felt her energy draining and both her Kryptonian suit and her skin beneath overheating, "but if I fire back, I could hurt him, and if I move, he could hit Stargirl." <br><br>Thankfully, Kara spotted Vixen returning to the fight, her arm apparently healed, and she understood her role - draw his attention so Vixen could sneak up on him, at least until Stargirl's staff did it's work. <br><br>"Is that the best you got? I can barely feel it!", she yelled at 13, obviously lying especially as Stargirl's staff began to have an effect on her as well.<br><br>Soon, however, the heat vision stopped and Kara lowered her arms, a visible column of vapor coming out of two black spots on her sleeves. She saw Vixen rip the helmet off 13's head while he was helpless then disappear behind him and moved towards him calmly and kneeled in front of him - at least, if he lashed out again, it would be at her. "Relax", she said in a calm voice. "Whatever she's doing, it's to free you."<br><br>When Vixen reappeared, weary as she appeared to be, Kara rushed to support her only to be tossed a small device. Raising an eyebrow, she crushed the bloody device in her hand with some effort due to being weakened by Stargirl's staff, then walked over to Mari again in case she did need that support, temporarily leaving 13 unattended for except for Stargirl and her staff. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Solistair</strong> on <strong>12-10-2019, 17:35:07</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/VQ6LQ6p.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/7a/f3/427af3fdab8bb18755206eebdda98b25.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Damian Wayne | Robin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Robin Costume <br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0310 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fighting<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone<br><br><hr><br>He jerked up from his work on the access panel to the generator room behind a set of steel doors, his ears perking up in anticipation of an unknown assailant, the sensors on his suit forewarning him of the being's approach. Being the first to enter the facility, Robin's navigation of the place was founded in pure trial-and-error though he'd left behind breadcrumbs, metallic and so minute one would have to know what they were looking for to find them, along the way. Birdproof and definitely humanproof breadcrumbs.<br><br>Damian flashed a look of recognition when he correctly inferred from the following entrance of multiple individuals from whence he came that said assailant was not an assailant after all but, much to his relief, a member of the Young Justice team. He immediately looked back down at the control panel, awaiting the insertion of his bug to fry the system so that he'd be granted access he'd otherwise wouldn't have. <br><br>Given the situation though, he constantly glanced at his graphical breadcrumb map, following the movement of the rest of the team. He didn't know where the hell they were going, Damian wondering if they would even come across 13 at all. But they did come across others, the red dots symbolizing his teammates interacting with other red dots that had seemingly appeared from a place in the facility he'd not mapped out. <br><br>He wanted to focus on accessing the room before him yet his eyes began to linger on the screen. Their fight was taking a while...he wondered what could possibly hold up a group that included a damn Kryptonian. It dawned upon him that 13 was there!<br><br>Ceasing his attempt to infiltrate the facility further, Damian bounded through the winding corridors of the Cadmus research labs toward the location of his team, telling Aqualad to follow him. <br><br>Eventually coming face to face with the chaotic scene before him, his eyes bulging at the sight of 13. But he didn't bother to ponder about what the hell his teammates were doing around 13,&nbsp; hurrying away from the scene to confront the enemy reinforcements closing in on his team. Still invisible to the naked eye, it would appear to the approaching soldiers and Gnomes that a series of Birdarangs had materialized from the space in front of them, the shurikens embedding themselves into the ground in front of the Cadmus reinforcements, halting their advance for the briefest of moments, more than enough time for the Birdarangs to expel a thick smokescreen into the area. <br><br>He rushed into the artificial fog alone, intercepting the first of the soldiers in close quarters, unaware of the capabilities of the Gnomes behind them. The others were preoccupied with 13 and so Damian resolved to give them more time regardless of the risk.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>14-10-2019, 06:24:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2d/78/c8/2d78c822b94de0ea3c71ebe1ac494f62.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Focus...Last Damned Mission!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp; Jackson watched Robin do his thing on the computers.&nbsp; He was Invisible as the moisture around him helped him to warp the energies so he could remain unseen.&nbsp; He was surprised that Robin knew he was there, when he stopped.&nbsp; He had been looking over Damien shoulder when he too noticed the change and realized why he wasn't concerned with the fact of where the team was..he knew where they were.&nbsp; He wondered briefly was it because of the waynetech headsets.<br><br>Jackson simply chalked it up to that, as he headed after his smaller teammate.&nbsp; He wondered how the others were fairing till he noticed 13 he wondered what that was all about as he looked at those in the room and the bodies that were on the ground.<br><br>He in the mean time was going to work on keeping the others from coming into the room and causing further problems.&nbsp; He had noticed Lightning absence wondering what had happened to her short of her communication to come help the others.&nbsp; He was more than determined to keep any others from joining the room to adding fuel to an already chaotic fire.&nbsp; He could only hope the original plan to take down 13 would work.&nbsp; His own hand weapons began to move as he attack anyone from the artificial smoke threatening to enter the room.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>15-10-2019, 20:07:53</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WPmxT6V.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit[Minus Helmet]<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders? [Bit of both]<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Supergirl, Stargirl</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> His attacks were ruthlessly efficient and calculated, with Vixen being taken out of commission for a few moments, while Stargirl had to turtle behind her forcefield and all Supergirl could do was block his heat vision. But she did block it, while most people would have been burned in half. She cried out if that was the best he had, and he increased the pressure.<br><br>&nbsp;"You don't want to see my best. Trust me." He was Waller's secret weapon for a reason. His multi-tiered assault put them all on the back foot, but the women quickly started to retaliate. Vixen was healing herself behind his back while he continued blasting the Supergirl, but Stargirl was the first to fight back. As bodies as whatnot bounced off of her forcefield, she let loose a torrent of red energy that flashed into his vision and he felt actually impact his face since his visor was retracted.<br><br>&nbsp;He <em>should</em> have been able to dodge if he wanted, but he wouldn't have been fast enough. Instead, however, he tanked it. Or he thought he did, but a few seconds after he got hit, he suddenly felt his equilibrium shift and he fell to one knee against his will. "Wha? Wha happ...nnnng?" He was confused, dazed, and as weak as a newborn calf for a few moments. And Waller saw it all on his suit cam as well as the surveillance feeds in the area.<br><br>&nbsp;She screamed in fury as Thirteen's vitals spiked in all sorts of crazy ways. They knew of Kryptonite, but utilizing red sunlight wasn't something they had researched too often. It worked, but it wasn't lethal. Only a power dampener. He stood with a grunt, and took a few shaky steps towards Stargirl, while his heat vision faltered and shorted out. Suddenly he felt the ground thud before impossible force gripped his skull and ripped his helmet clean off it. <br><br>Then those same super hands squeezed his head and held him still while a swift kick to the back of his knee dropped him once more. Despite his struggles, the red sunlight did a superb job at keeping him from fighting back, and his strength was now insufficient in prying Vixen's pachyderm powered hands off of him. <br><br>But then the pressure vanished, although his strength didn't return, so when he tried to stand up too fast, he only fell back down to his knees, panting with exertion. Supergirl stepped up, talking to him, and he shook his head, aiming a weak and useless punch at her. "Free? What is <em>freedom</em>?!" <br><br>He roared, spittle flying out as he stood up, then fell back over on his butt. He'd never been weak before, and his body didn't know how to handle it, nor did his brain know how to handle moving that frame without the massive power behind it. He was like a newborn trying to walk. Suddenly though, his eyes glazed over, and he threw his head back, shrieking as Vixen cut the connection he'd been linked with since birth.<br><br>&nbsp;It was the first time a constant stream of data, commands, and other information wasn't constantly pumped into his head. The intense and nearly instant data purge caused him to vomit on the floor, then look up at Supergirl as she was passed his data bomb. He held his hand out, trying to tell her to wait, but he couldn't form the words.<br><br>&nbsp;He could only watch as she crushed the device...and a cloud of green dust powdered the air around the only two Kryptonians in the room. Thirteen nor Kara could help breathe it in, and immediately thick blue veins bulged across their faces, joints, arms; everywhere. It was only a small rock, that when combined with the explosive would have been sufficient to weaken Thirteen at the time of detonation to the point that it would have blown his head off. But with the stone simply crushed, it was enough to temporarily hurt, but not kill the two aliens. "Kryptonite," he finally managed to choke out too late to help. <br><br>While Thirteen fought off, or tried to at least, the three women in the room, more troops mobilized, with G-Gnomes as well as G-Elves. While the Gnomes were tiny and weak, they were masters of the mind. On the other hand, the Elves were roughly human-sized, however, like chimpanzees they were far stronger than a human, and had built-in combat techniques implanted in their minds to make them even more effective. So when Robin's smoke poured thick into their entry point, the soldiers panicked as an invisible enemy was a dangerous one.<br><br>&nbsp;And sure enough, moments later men started dropped like flies. The closest Gnome's eyes glowed as he searched for a mind, and when it found one, it linked with an Elf who flipped up onto the ceiling, then pounced down at Robin's mental signature with a clawed swipe aiming at his chest. The others elves attacked Aqualad as he was visible and a bigger physical threat due to his Atlantean physiology setting something off in the Gnome's mind. "Who the hell are these people?!" When no one had an immediate answer, Waller squeezed the phone in her hand so hard it broke. "And someone get me another goddamn phone!!"<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>18-10-2019, 02:40:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enters the Supergirl<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><br><hr><br>13's warning came too late and Kara crushed the device, causing a small explosion that was still enough to pulverize the Kryptonite stone inside into tiny fragments and gaz, some of which made it's way into Kara's nostrils. Stopped in her tracks on her impulse to go assist Vixen, she began to ack and wheeze and fell to her knees, her veins suddenly brightly lit under her skin. <br><br><em>"Why are these things as common as Jelly Beans?!"</em>, she thought as she endured her body's violent reaction to the mineral and its radiation. <br><br>Kara could hear the fighting a short distance from the lab, but knew she was unable to fight for now, and instead concentrated on letting her body evacuate the gaseous Kryptonite from her lungs and slapped the tiny fragments of Kryptonite off her clothes, slowly recovering from the exposure. <br><br>A few short minutes later, she managed to stand up on shaky legs and glanced over at 13 in order to see what condition he was in, but her attention was quickly returned to the battle in the hallway and she gathered her strength before running that way. Feeling her strength returning as she moved away from the Kryptonite fragments, she launched her attack at the remaining Meta's that were engaging Robin and Aqualad.<br><br>Combining her superspeed and her flight, she flew along the corridor inches from the floor then veered directly up when she reached the first of her adversaries, delivering an uppercut to the Meta that sent the Elf flying upward through the ceiling, floor, ceiling and floor again before falling back down through the holes its body had made, while Supergirl continued her attack on the next Meta. <br><br>Taking a few hits from some of the Elves that had turned their attention towards her, Kara staggered back to the wall, her eyes lit like two Red Giant stars and dodged the last couple of blows before seizing two of the Elves by the face and slamming their heads against the walls where they remained stuck, their immobile bodies hanging down from where their heads were merged with the wall.<br><br>Her eyes still fiery red with rage and bloodlust, she continued her rampage with the next Elf in range. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>18-10-2019, 20:26:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Shit hits the fan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in her section of Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl let out several grunts as her shield took the brunt of 13's telekinetic assault, not letting up on the red cosmic energy even as she saw the superhuman threat weakening under its withering assault.&nbsp; It wasn't until he stumbled and fell to his knees that she stopped, sighing in relief that her plan had worked despite his armor.&nbsp; If he hadn't opened his helmet... no, don't think about what <em>might</em> have happened.&nbsp; The worst threat was handled, though from the sounds of things they weren't out of the woods yet.&nbsp; Then, of course, Supergirl crushed the thing Vixen dug out of 13's head and it let out a small cloud of green... stuff.&nbsp; Kryptonite, according to the previously mentioned living weapon at least.&nbsp; <br><br>"Here, this should help," she offered, holding her staff aloft and letting it shine with yellow cosmic energy, flooding the room with light that would, hopefully, counteract the effects of the green nastiness.&nbsp; "Don't make me regret this, Lucky 13.&nbsp; I won't hesitate to blast your ass into space if you decide to play guard dog again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vlexia</strong> on <strong>20-10-2019, 14:41:46</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong> Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday, August 25<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> It’s time to leave. <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in Mission 1 <strong>Specifically:</strong> Stargirl, Supergirl, Project 13<br><hr> The man before her stumbled as if his body had turned into jelly, his muscles, legs, and equilibrium seemingly dependent on the little thing she tossed to Kara to destroy. It caused a sense of warm pride to fill her weary lungs to have been brought here, to have fought here, and to have found their goal to bring to its proper place. Mari inhaled boldly through her nostrils right as Supergirl crushed the tiny pill in her palm, only to push out a plume of toxins for both her and Project 13. It furthered their hypothesis that the man was Kryptonian in -some- way, for why would they impact a bomb of Superman’s known greatest weakness right upon his skull? Courtney came to the rescue with a pouring of golden sunlight as Robin and Aqualad absolutely destroyed the remaining enemies in the hallway. <br><br>Animalistic screeches, screams, cries, and explosions erupted from all around them at the exits as the two men worked together to cut off the reinforcements. Mari glanced around at the remaining ones in the room, her chest tightening in agony at Lightning’s departure and abandonment of them. Breath came with difficultly as rage built up, and she swore there would be a harrowing collision of heads and words if they returned to base and she found her friend idly sitting in their room pouting like a child. <br><br>Vixen clicked her communicator to reach all individuals in the Mission:<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"> “Hope you got what you came for Robin. You and Aqualad get out of there safely and we will meet you back at the ship.” </span>She clicked off before turning to Kara and Courtney. “You ladies ready to fly?” At their confirmation she ended with her eyes upon Project 13.<br><br>He was still kneeling, looking dejected. She understood the feeling to an extent. Ever since he was crafted and created, he had one singular goal, one purpose, and they had literally ripped it away from him, revealing in one swoop the overwhelming expanse of what was known as “choice”. When he looked up at her, Mari was a touch taken back by the crystal colors of his eyes, the contrast to his skin making them appear exceptionally bright. He was incredibly handsome, an unexpected realization, but it was his eyes that she kept coming back to. They were familiar— <em>too</em> familiar. Vixen shook the troubling speculation away and reached a hand out to him to lift him to his feet. <br><br>“You don’t belong here.” She stated firmly with the backdrop of battle still reaching their ears. “Come with us. We are leaving. Now.” <br><br>And with that she left him with his own decision, turning towards the exit back down to the elevator. Once they had <div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b1/07/1a/b1071a48614e2f6a1146eb9e0a0bfa24.gif)</div>reached the main floor, Vixen leapt from the window onto the streets of DC below.<br><br><em>Falco Peregrinus (Falcon):</em> The aura of the bird she summoned swooped down from behind her, lifting her up into the air and flying her upwards to return to the rooftop where they had “parked” their aircraft. With a firm landing, Vixen stood on the entry platform and quickly moved towards the cockpit to sit in her Navigator seat. She programmed the coordinates back to Rhode Island, ready to leave the moment everyone was back on board.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>22-10-2019, 11:16:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WPmxT6V.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit[Minus Helmet]<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders? [Bit of both]<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Supergirl, Stargirl</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> He didn't know who the blond girl was. Only that she was strong enough to still stand after his heat vision, and that the S symbol on her chest made him feel strange. He also didn't know she was a Kryptonian like him, or even what a Kryptonian was. He only knew Kryptonite was bad and she had just made it airborne. <br><br>He hacked and wheezed, feeling like absolute shit while the green stuff circulated through his weakened system. Thankfully the amount was small enough that Stargirl's yellow sunlight bath quickly purged it from his body, and when he stood this time, with help from Vixen, he pressed down on the floor, leaving a perfect footprint dented into the marble. He was back, and getting stronger every second. He smiled at her, something about the woman who'd hit him only to immediately save his life made him feel good. He'd never felt that way before. <br><br>His smile turned into a furious frown, with his eyes suddenly blazing red at the sound of Stargirl's voice threatening him as she completely ignored that his skull would have exploded if he'd ever disobeyed the Wall. He'd been threatened with countless punishments even since he opened his eyes. Death being the sweetest release and slightest of Waller's twisted ideas to keep him in check. Now that he was free...? He wouldn't put up with it anymore. Thirteen vanished from sight, only to immediately reappear in her face.<br><br>&nbsp;She could feel the heat from his optics this close, but he still didn't fire. "Watch dog? <em>WATCH DOG</em>?!? I didn't <em>play</em> anything," he shouted in her face. "My entire life I've been a slave! With my chains embedded in my skull and the key to my living or dying in the hands of a sadist with a patriotic streak!!! Don't you ever threaten me again." When his eyes suddenly intensified, he fired, launching his heat vision past Stargirl and clean through the torso of a soldier who'd snuck around and into the room.<br><br>&nbsp;He was dead before his upper half hit the floor. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air, and that seemed to trigger him. His first kill without being ordered to take a life. He'd done it because he felt the need. Because he knew the soldier was going to kill her. He didn't wait longer to talk to her. He simply offered a final glance back at Vixen, then rushed off, knocking a hole through the wall on his way out into the corridor. <br><br>&nbsp;No one knew what he was doing, but the booms of random explosions, and the entire building shaking every few moments made it clear he was rampaging his way throughout the entire facility. And as he went, he was striking structural pillars and load bearing walls to bring the whole place down. Finally, he made it to the control room, only to find it empty. He cried out in rage as the one thing he wanted to do, kill Waller, was now out of his grasp as she'd slipped away. "No. No. Nonononono. She can't still be out there. I have to stop her. Kill her. <em>KILL</em>...heeeeer." <br><br>The experiment with a number for a name fell to his knees, sobbing. His one goal. His purpose and quest to kill Waller would not happen tonight. His first taste of freedom was sullied by knowing his tormentor still walked the Earth happy and healthy. Well...he could at least do one thing. With an unearthly howl, he unleashed all of his powers at once, resulting in a whirlwind of heat, cold, and telekinetic force all striking out around him as he threw a tantrum like the most powerful toddler in existence. <br><br>When he was done, the room looked like it had barely survived WW3, and the extensive damage along with what he'd already done caused the facility to start collapsing in on itself. Standing there in the middle of the room, a massive console shredded and lying on it's side because of him, Thirteen finally accepted his defeat. Looking up, he bent his knees and jumped, flying up through each floor one after the other until he burst through the roof and out into freedom. The first time he wasn't up here with cameras watching his every move. <br><br>Seeing the ship, he paused for a moment. A part of him still hesitant to leave the only world he'd ever known. But then he decided...fuck em'. He took the steps necessary to enter the ship, then plopped down into one of the seats, strapping himself in and cradling his face in his hands. A cacophony of emotions were flooding through him, now that he was actually allowed to feel. But he knew for a fact that he was free, and his life could finally be called just that...a life. As the CADMUS facility below them rumbled and boomed with explosions and flame, a part of him smiled, knowing that one day he'd find Waller and do the exact same thing to her.<br><br>----Five Minutes Ago----<br><br>"Well <em>shit</em>." Amanda's eyes darted from screen to screen as she took note of everything happening to her soldiers, gnomes, elves...her Thirteen. Too many variables. Too many heroes. Too many unknowns all at once for them to mount a reasonable offensive, and then, the unspeakable happened. The little coco brown bitch in the jumpsuit somehow removed his bomb. <br><br>She wasn't sure how, but one moment it was fine, and then the next she was gone and the monitor suddenly read that the bomb was active, but no longer attached. After that, the girl with Superman's crest destroyed it, and Waller confirmed it by the lime green dust cloud produced from the crushed Kryptonite shard inside. "Active full retreat. Everybody who can, follow protocol and go to your designated safehouses. <br><br>There will already be instructions waiting, and you are to remain dark and offgrid until someone from management or Quality Assurance contacts you. Now run! Before Thirteen wakes up and slaughters this whole building!!" Waller wasn't one to just talk, and she damn sure wasn't going to go down with this ship. Picking up her personal pistol, and checking the magazine of kryptonite rounds she always kept in her purse, she sauntered out of the control room and to her office, where she wiped her computer, then made a call. "The facility is lost. As is Thirteen. His control chip has been removed. We've got all pertinent data saved though. Now get me the hell outta here." In the next moment, a metahuman teleported into her room, grabbed her by the shoulder, and in the next moment, they were gone without a trace.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crensler</strong> on <strong>23-10-2019, 02:35:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/275217254/large.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Stargirl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15042212#msg15042212)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25th, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Meeting Chambers<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Staring death in the face and escape<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Everyone in her section of Mission 1<br>THEME: I Burn - Jeff and Casey Lee Williams (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9mQTmXxU8E)<br><br><hr><br>Stargirl barely held herself still when 13 reacted poorly to her warning, just about screaming in her face about his status as Waller's slave.&nbsp; She wasn't impressed.&nbsp; He was an unknown variable and she was in full mission mode now.&nbsp; For all she knew, he could have been suffering from Stockholm syndrome from his time as their lapdog, or had some mental programming none of them knew about.&nbsp; His anger was understandable though, so she didn't reply, not even when he tried to intimidate her by taking out the mook that had been "sneaking" up on her with a blast that came way too close for comfort that cut the poor idiot in half.&nbsp; Honestly it just proved her point, that he could kill so casually.&nbsp; He was dangerous and she held one of the few counters to him, so she'd obviously be keeping an eye on him.&nbsp; She did, however, let out a little breath she'd been holding once he was no longer in her face.&nbsp; She was cocky, not stupid, after all.<br><br>"Time to go," she said simply as the facility shook with the force of 13's rage, joining Vixen in making their escape.&nbsp; She barely spared 13 a glance when he joined them on the ship, one leg crossed over the other knee and staff balanced on her lap as she waited for takeoff.&nbsp; Boy had issues, but that was no surprise.&nbsp; "I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I'm ready to blow this popsicle stand."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>23-10-2019, 04:34:38</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2d/78/c8/2d78c822b94de0ea3c71ebe1ac494f62.jpg)</div><hr><strong>NAME:</strong> Jackson Hyde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15038512#msg15038512)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTzxBhjP2KqR4jAO6Ynl1mx3VvBkbLNoGRn9j1BB5jiVIK5N_qj)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> August 25, 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Did I even go to bed early?!?<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Atlantis--&gt;Secret Sanctuary, Happy Harbor<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Focus...Last Damned Mission!!!<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Get Up - James Brown (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCCkb6k_aow)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><strong>OPEN</strong> <br><hr><br>&nbsp;Jackson looked at everyone there, he eyed XIII, then Vixen, Lightning was no where to be found, he watched Stargirl who looked nervous and still ready to strike XIII with her staff again.&nbsp; He turned to Robin who seemed none the worse for wear.&nbsp; He moved to put his hand on Kara's wrist, she didn't look to great but what could he expect.&nbsp; He was not happy with himself, he didn't want to leave her but Lightning came to him and sent him back and he moved as fast as he could.&nbsp; "Are you ok?"&nbsp; He asked her not able to help himself as he stood close to her now.<br><br>He turned to XIII, "You heard the lady, you stay here or on the ship your choice now." &nbsp;He knew this was Vixen's primary reason for being here, he wasn't sure Vixen's overwhelming desire for this one's freedom but so be it.&nbsp; He moved to the torn elevator shaft and summoned the liquid from the fire extinguisher units and moved to help any of the others up if they needed it as he put the water platform beneath them and raised them to the roof.&nbsp; He normally would have joked about elevator up...but not this time.<br><br>He waited for everyone to get on board.&nbsp; "Home Robin...home!" &nbsp;He said sadly as he looked at this as his first mission failure, they were all not going home together.&nbsp; He sighed to himself as he sat down in his chair and contemplated his actions...he could have done this so much better.&nbsp; He kept his eyes on the outside world and activated their cloak.&nbsp; He was pretty sure from his reports, if the building was even here tomorrow there would be no evidence that it had ever been occupied.&nbsp; So unless Robin got their intel, he had failed on two fronts!!!&nbsp; It made him wonder about his fitness to lead at this point.&nbsp; But he kept silent on the way back.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Young Justice: Ascendance - Mission Thread </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JFD99</strong> on <strong>26-10-2019, 04:27:13</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/MG6FcxS.png)</div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/supergirl_rebirth_vol_1_1_textless.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Kryptonian protective uniform (House of El)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Tuesday August 25th 2020<br><strong>TIME:</strong> 3:30 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enters the Supergirl<br><strong>TAGGING</strong>: Everyone in Mission 1<br><strong>Theme</strong>: Two Steps From Hell - Unbreakable (https://youtu.be/MK-lwIGwp9Y)<br><hr><br>The joined efforts of Aqualad, Robin and Kara made short work of the remaining Cadmus forces. With the coast now clear, Kara's fiery eyes returned to their normal bright blue, and she returned to the lab with the two of them. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309521.msg15131254#msg15131254">Quote from: Gannameade on 23-10-2019, 04:34:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He moved to put his hand on Kara's wrist, she didn't look to great but what could he expect.&nbsp; He was not happy with himself, he didn't want to leave her but Lightning came to him and sent him back and he moved as fast as he could.&nbsp; "Are you ok?"&nbsp; He asked her not able to help himself as he stood close to her now.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She nodded to him, although still feeling the pain from Thirteen's heat vision and the blows Cadmus' metahumans had managed to land on her, but a few sores that her Kryptonian body was rapidly taking care of, she was unharmed. She felt no shame in kissing the Atlantean and smiled as she placed her hand on his cheek. <br><br>"I'm fine", she replied. "You?"<br><br>There was little time to wait for an answer, as Thirteen had gone berserk in their absence against his former captors - a reaction the Kryptonian couldn't blame him for - and the Cadmus facility was shaken by a few explosions and its structure began to sway. <br><br>"Let's get out of here", she told Jackson, echoing their companions as they all prepared to leave.<br><br>As the facility began to collapse, Kara focused on assisting her companions in getting out of the facility safely and make it back to the ship, using either her heat vision or her strength to protect them from falling debris or collapsing floors.&nbsp; <br><br>She was not too surprised to see their new friend strapped into a seat, and she greeted him with a wide smile before plopping into a seat herself. It would be a lie to say the mission had gone smoothly, and their infiltration had been the polar opposite of subtle, but their objectives had been met. Sort of.<br><br>"Welcome aboard! You made the right choice. Do you like cheesecake?", she asked their new passenger, her cheerful personality returning at the same speed the ship flew away from the destroyed secret laboratory.
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