Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:
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				Title: <strong>Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>07-06-2013, 17:34:53</strong>
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				(http://17f0418678386b4e6860-e4f9fcd924b589d19bf6ccc2802ea9aa.r66.cf1.rackcdn.com/8cff1e5a263625ae903106b060fbcf5dd4d4574d.jpg__620x345_q85.jpg)<br><br>The Iceberg Lounge is run by the gangster known as the penguin. It is well known that Cobbelpot runs this clubhouse and conducts most of his criminal activity from it. However it has a very tight closed door policy and as a result Jim Gordon and GPD can't get into it. <br>The Penguin manages to keep his books in order and violence to a bare minimum. So without incriminating evidence there is no way to bust in and un-cover the iceberg lounge for what it truly is.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>12-06-2013, 02:09:35</strong>
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				<br>(http://batcave.com.tw/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/arkhamcity1Arkham_City_Penguin.jpeg)<br><br>The Inside of the Iceberg Lounge was smoke filled with a almost tacky seedy feel about it. Dimly lit, A young woman on stage singing her hit "Don`t you ever" as women walked around as Penguins version of *Playboy Bunnies*. <br>The owner of this rather questionable club took centre stage after Miss Munero finished her catchy song. <br>Oswald Cobbelpott was a unfortunate looking fellow.<br><br>"Ladies and Gentlemen, Thank you for coming tonight. The stories of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. All I ask is whatever you're personal interests are in this little turf war to keep that outside and to continue to buy my overpriced drinks." He laughed as he enjoyed his big thick cigar.<br><br>He then took a bow and left the Stage and Miss Munero continued performing as thugs and low life`s gambled alongside Gotham`s Elite.<br>Little did the Penguin know but two men in this club wanted his hide. one was a Vigilante the other a man which demonstrated great meta power. Both had there own reasons for been here tonight, but with two meta heroines outside, little did the Penguins men know but all Hell was about to break loose. The Gang wars were getting very bad in Gotham and with the Batman turning his attention to these Meta Human`s of Metropolis the mod was using his absence to their advantage.<br><br>The two men were disguised and blending into the background but soon Cobbelpott would know who they were as well as the two women outside trying to make their way into the lounge.<br><br>(https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-frc1/p480x480/534733_536937389667137_802501636_n.jpg)<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>12-06-2013, 06:24:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: NPC, Open<br><br><hr><br><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Iceberg Lounge was colder than any establishment would permit for its guests and customers. Everyone who wasn't either a polar bear or penguin was dressed for winter, Hendricks being one of them. He sat at a large table that had been composed of other smaller tables drawn together. On it sat his tumbler of warm vodka and on his knee, a penguinette. The dame was fitted in a skin-tight, black jumpsuit that clenched her breasts so tight they seemed to protrude from her chest like balloons, which wasn't too far from the truth. They were stuffed full of silicon. Blonde, red-head, brunette; if it hadn't been for her brows no one would have known. The suit hid her red locks, her fine-groomed brows being the only hint at her hair color. Her face was masked in dark make-up, colored-contacts, and false eyelashes. The girl was fake and honestly fake women weren't his type, but as a henchman under The Penguin, he had to lower his standards. He was no longer Jason Hendrickson. He was the scumbag, cut-throat known as Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin or "The Russian" - as cliché as it sounded, but it had become his nickname.<br><br>Misha sat at the opposite end of the table in a greyish-white fur coat with a collar so bushy it hid the sides of his face up to his eyes. Beneath it, he wore a storm-grey, wool sweater and black, charcoal jeans. Stoic, grey eyes stared across the table at a richly-dressed man who had been one of the Gotham elite visiting The Penguin's club. He hadn't a clue who he was only that his name was Benjamin Buchanan - some wealthy hot-shot CEO of a software company. The poker face Misha was wearing was as cold as his pseudo winter upbringing. If a man had spent as many years as him in the field, then an empty expression came almost naturally. He could tell that it was making the rich man uncomfortable as much as he tried to hide it. He just couldn't stop glancing at his hand. The cards weren't going to change any, but if Misha actually thought about it, what did he have to lose versus that guy?<br><br>The penguinette smiled. Her painted lips curving as she flirtatiously rested her acrylic, red nails against the bristly jaw of her Russian infatuation.<br><br>"You're making him nervous," she purred. She pressed her nails hard against his face until they left grooves in his skin.<br><br>Misha snatched her wrist and his steely pools locked onto her green ones. "You vant to feel my knife devooshka?"<br><br>Leaning forward, the penguinette lowered her lashes and cooed sensually, "That's not all I want to feel."<br><br>The two smirked at each other before they shared a heated kiss. Lips smashed against lips and just by looking at their cheeks, the suit could tell that there was much tongue swallowing going on. Frowning in aggravation, the man spoke on a perturbed, English accent, "Excuse me, but...are we still playing poker?"<br><br>Misha and the penguinette finished their kiss with an audible, wet smack. They stared tensely into each other's eyes before The Russian set his sights on the suit. Holding out his hand in the CEO's direction, Misha said, "Pajalsta, Mister Buchanan. I did not realize zat I vas keep-ping you from fold-ding."<br><br>"Huh," the Englishman chuckled. He took note of the large, silver signet ring on The Russian's finger. He must have been trying to intimidate him with the gesture for rumor had it that he often left a brand on the faces of those who had pissed him off. Mr. Buchanan was confident that his bodyguards could handle the brute. After this game, he didn't believe his opponent would take defeat so humbly. "If you weren't trying to hide your fear inside that harlot's throat, I may not have seen through you, Gaspadin Pilkin."<br><br>Misha arched a brow. "Fear?"<br><br>The Russian raised his brows and blinked as though he were shocked by the accusation. Retracting his hand, he slipped it inside his coat and removed three stacks of dollars. He held them before the penguinette and she pressed a kiss to the stacks before he tossed them into the pot. "Raise zirty-zousand. Vat do I got to lose Mister Buchanan?"<br><br>He picked up his tumbler to take a gulp from his vodka.<br><br>The Englishman frowned momentarily in contemplation as he stared at all the money that was in the pot. It hadn't been much since he was playing with a mere thug, but 110,000 dollars was more money than he felt Penguin scum deserved. So far most, if not all, the goons under The Penguin were halfwits. Their salaries didn't even compare to his own, which was why he suspected that it was so easy for The Russian to give his money away. He was bitten by the gambling bug and this game was probably the highlight of his day. Idiot.<br><br>Smirking, Mr. Buchanan flipped over his cards, "I shall end this child's game."<br><br><em>Ace high-flush</em>, the dealer announced.<br><br>The crowd about the table <em>oooed</em> at the hand. Misha tensed and leaned forward with disbelief etching his brow. The Englishman laughed sinisterly at the look on his competitor's face. His reaction had been priceless. Mr. Buchanan slapped a hand upon the table and rested a hand over his face. He wasn't sure he would be able to stop laughing. Seeing someone lose so pathetically had felt so savory. Wiping tears from his eyes, he spoke on a breathless chuckle, "Oh my, I must thank you for that, Gaspadin Pilkin. Unfortunately, this game wasn't enjoyable for the both of us. What would a thug do with 110,000? I am doing you a favor. I will consider your raise a donation to my firm. It is for the best. Think of all the drugs, vodka, and whores you might have wasted it on?"<br><br>The Englishman reached for the pot at the center of the table when suddenly a few dollars leapt into the air followed by a wooden <em>thunk!</em> Before his fingers was a four-inch hunting knife lodged into the table. The suit paled as he fearfully retracted his hand.<br><br>"Odnu minutu, Mister Buchanan," Misha said with facetious etiquette. His eyes lowered to his hand and slowly, dramatically, he flipped it over.<br><br><em>Straight flush</em>, the dealer announced.<br><br>Gasps exploded from the onlookers before an applause followed. The Russian was smiling, while Mr. Buchanan stared at the straight spades as though they were a figment of his imagination. Misha roared with laughter before he reached out and slapped both hands over the pile of money. He then grinned nice and big at the Englishman as he said, "One-hundred-and-ten-zousand...zink of all the drugs, vodka, and whores I can buy. Ha, ha, ha!"<br><br>With a face hot from anger and poor sportsmanship, Mr. Buchanan quickly removed himself from the table so he didn't feed into his urge to lob the knife into The Russian's face. Still roaring with laughter, The Russian watched the CEO leave butt-hurt and bade in a mocking British accent, "<em>Cheerio!</em>"<br><br>Hendricks hadn't been expecting any benefits from working for The Penguin. It must have been his lucky day!</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 06:36:29</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>The smoke haze of the lounge burned her eyes and left a queer taste in her lungs as she entered.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking a moment to assimilate the dank smoke filled atmosphere of the lounge.&nbsp; &nbsp;The tall leggy blonde bombshell dressed in black leather with her biker's leather jacket on and fishnet stockings she truly had the appearance of a party girl.&nbsp; &nbsp; Dinah knew she had the looks,&nbsp; a real stunner.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hold her position, so she is noticed with her entrance.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she indeed has caught the looks of several of the other patrons and staff within the lounge.&nbsp; &nbsp;She begin to make her way to the bar.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her walk more sensual in how she sash shay her hips with provocative roll.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not the usual predator posture of one trained.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her gaze travels over the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;Noting the various other patrons and staff including the Penguin himself.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Reaching the bar,&nbsp; she gives her head a small shake and tossing her long blonde hair back.&nbsp; As she leans up onto the bar.&nbsp; &nbsp;She crook a finger and motion for the bartender to come over as she crosses her legs, and pulls them up slightly so she is actually balancing on the bar.&nbsp; &nbsp; She knows with her outfit her heart shape ass is being displayed for the ogling.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the bartender slide over to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;"A white russian."&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>After ordering she drop down and spin to lean back on the bar and survey the room again.&nbsp; Her eyes adjusted she sees where a lot of the attention is going on a high stakes card game being played.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through she looks over each of the participants she continues on with her surveillance of the room.&nbsp; Wondering who it would be to first approach her.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 02:34:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary<br><br><hr><br><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">There had been quite the pot on the table, and the money had to be organized into sums of 10 grand. The deep pockets of his fur coat were full, and Hendricks more than Misha, wasn’t going to risk the money he had made by participating in the wealthier games. He rose from his seat and with an arm around the penguinette’s waist, he walked with her in the direction of the bar until he saw the young woman that was seated there. The Russian stopped abruptly, and immediately his grey eyes darted to the thugs that had their sights on her. She might have thought they were checking such a fine woman out, but from their expressions, they had been thinking the exact same thing he was: who was she and what was she doing here? The Penguin’s thugs knew the Iceberg Lounge well. They were expected to know it from every face that was invited to every issue in the maintenance. Immediately, all the henchmen knew she didn’t belong.<br><br>The penguinette was staring up at The Russian and she followed his eyes over to the blonde at the bar. Frowning in slight envy, she rested her hand upon his chest and mewed for his attention, “Misha.”<br><br>The Russian roughly shoved the girl aside and ordered gruffly, “Beat it.”<br><br>The penguinette gasped as she fell against one of the couches. She snapped her head around in shock to see her Russian love for the night heading over to the blonde. <br><br>“Asshole!” she hissed. She couldn’t believe how easily he had tossed her aside.<br><br>A long and sinister smile stretched Misha’s lips as he prowled over to this leather-clad vixen. Already there had been three henchmen headed her way to confront her, but all three had stopped when he glanced in their direction and froze them in their tracks. The thugs lowered their guard once they saw that The Russian was going to handle it and backed off.<br><br>Misha settled upon the stool right next to Black Canary and called out to the bartender, “You on Misha’s time!”<br><br>In the middle of mixing a guest’s drink, the bartender immediately stopped and hurriedly approached The Russian, “The usual, Sir?”<br><br>The Russian simply continued to give the bartender a look that made him feel like the man was going to harm him any second.<br><br>Without another wasted second, he grabbed the bottle of vodka and a slice of lemon and dumped a shot’s worth into a tumbler before he set it on the counter before the man. “Here you are, Sir.”<br><br>Without another word said, the bartender strode away to finish serving the other guest.<br><br>Once he got his tumbler, The Russian faced the canary, his legs spread comfortably wide and his knees almost touching her thigh as she sat facing the lounge. He had an index finger in his drink and was stirring the lemon around in it, to get its acid in. Without shame, he openly checked her out. Gazing at her eyes, lips, hair, breasts, and her long, shapely legs. She could have seen the path his eyes visibly travelled, having rode from her head down to her crotch and legs. His eyes rose back up and he gazed upon her face as a wolfish grin parted his lips. The Russian seated next to canary smelled of smoke, and it wasn’t the nicotine kind. It might have been a strange cologne that mixed with the alcohol on his breath and the actual cologne he wore of sandalwood and frankincense.<br><br>“Vat are you do-ing herre blondinka?” The Russian asked curiously. He then tilted his head, his lips puckering into a condescending pout. “Did you not know zis vas prrivate lounge? My tavarishi are vonder-ring how you got in herre. Zey are not happy, you see. But don’t vorry, I von’t let zem keel you...”<br><br>Hendricks was already thinking that the blonde visitor must have been tough to get through security so easily or perhaps she could have snuck in somehow. They had surveillance all over, so how she was able to mosey into the lounge without detection was beyond him. She must have had business with The Penguin, but she was going through with it the wrong way. The lounge was full of thugs with guns and innocent people; and The Penguin had more than one trick up his sleeve, if ever he so needed to flee the scene. Did this girl really think that she could take on Cobblepot alone? Unfortunately, Hendricks had no way of warning her <em>directly.</em> He had to stay in character a little longer.<br><br>Pulling the lemon from his drink, Misha brought it to his lips and bit into it before pulling the fruit from the peel. Tossing the peel aside, he knocked the tumbler back and gulped down the liquor before he breathed a pleasant sigh. The vodka was cold...<br><br>“You must be cold blondinka,” said Misha. He boldly rested his hand upon her thigh and squeezed it before he offered, “You let Misha warm you up, and no harm vill come to you. Zink of zis as your chance at VIP statoos.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 06:28:15</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Three of Penguins henchmen,&nbsp; members of his goon squad started towards her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah merely held her casual posture.&nbsp; Seemingly obvious to the trouble coming her way.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Out of the corner of her vision.&nbsp; &nbsp;The high stake poker game going on.&nbsp; A minor disturbance, as the tall menacing male stood up.&nbsp; In the process send away a not to happy disgruntle Penguin girl working the club.&nbsp; &nbsp; It seems she has lost her meal ticket for the night in work.&nbsp; <br><br>As he crossed the room it is evident that she has drawn his attention.&nbsp; &nbsp;He sits down in the bar stool next to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Clearly a man with some status in the lounge as he takes the bartender off of mixing her drink&nbsp; and getting his first.&nbsp; As he merely stated to the bartender he is on Misha time.&nbsp; So her strong aromatic male is named Misha.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>He turns on his bar stool to face her, his knees almost touch her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah turns a look towards him.&nbsp; She cannot help but let out a small slip and smirk as his eyes blatantly rove up and down.&nbsp; As he checked her out.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He make a point to reference the thugs of Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Inquiry in why she is here and finally come on with a line she must be cold and he could warm her up.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Dinah licks her lips slowly as if wetting them in preparation.&nbsp; <br><br>"It would not have been a fair fight."<br><br>She answer first to the reference of the thugs that had been closing in.&nbsp; Of course with the sparkle in her eyes,&nbsp; the not being a fair fight was for the thugs side in they be in over their heads.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she paused for a moment taking in the over all heady smell of the male next to her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Looking for fun or perhaps business.&nbsp; Either way as I see it there really isn't any innocents in here.&nbsp; &nbsp; Yet after hearing his lounge singer,&nbsp; I say Cobblepot&nbsp; is need of a real singer.&nbsp; Through I might just be muscle coming in to extract reparation for Cobblepot boys doing some damage to my boys.&nbsp; So should I submit myself to a pat down search.&nbsp; &nbsp;To make sure I am not carrying any type of weapon on myself."&nbsp; <br><br>Her voice teasing as she spoke.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet sultry when she suggested she be pat down.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 08:11:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary<br><br><hr><br><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Russian’s grin parted as an amused and low chuckle left his throat when she suggested a pat down. His hand that wasn’t occupied on her thigh came around with a lengthy, silver revolver clutched in it. He held the weapon against her chest, the barrel of the revolver snug between her ample swells of flesh and the muzzle of the weapon an inch below her chin.<br><br>“How a-bout ve see vat Penguin zinks a-bout you?” Misha asked. “Come vit me blondinka, I have shot prettier beeches in za mouf.”<br><br>She may have noticed that no one in the lounge paid the revolver in The Russian’s hand any mind. It was an environment they had grown accustomed to and she was quite right that there may have been no innocents. The woman was still a mystery. She had refused to state her purpose like any stranger would. If he was in her position, he wouldn’t have said anything either. At this point, he hoped the woman would cooperate. Hendricks did intend to take her to The Penguin curious as to what business she had with him. Currently, he didn’t trust her to go hinting to her his own reasons for being in the villain’s gang. She hadn’t earned his trust yet.<br><br>If Black Canary cooperated, The Russian would usher her over to The Penguin at gun point.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 04:26:57</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>The hand on her thigh sent shivers through her.&nbsp; Like a thousand needles that has her stomach suddenly in butterflies.&nbsp; &nbsp;How Dinah even kept her cool in&nbsp; the moments she spoke is beyond her.&nbsp; Yet after her provocative dare.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is caught unawares for a brief moment.&nbsp; As Miska's other hand produces a silver gun as she feels the presence of his hand settle between her breasts. <br><br>It matter not that the barrel of the gun pointed up under her chin by an inch.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her stomach rolls over,&nbsp; a flutter with the butterflies even more.&nbsp; Through not from fear,&nbsp; for he had no plans to kill her. <br><br>She takes a moment,&nbsp; which gives the effect she is trying to collect herself having suddenly been caught in a fearful situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;Finally she settles herself down.&nbsp; Giving a ever slight nod of agreement.&nbsp; &nbsp;With it she begin to slowly rise up out of the bar stool.&nbsp; &nbsp;Causing her to press agains his hand with her cleavage.&nbsp; &nbsp;It sends a another wave through her, and at the very moment she felt like a school girl swooning.&nbsp; <br><br>It doesn't help when she is fully on her feet.&nbsp; Her legs feel like rubber.&nbsp; &nbsp;Closing her eyes for a moment she in the brief moment meditate to get her equilibrium.&nbsp; &nbsp;She then opens them back up.&nbsp; <br><br>"You don't need that.&nbsp; &nbsp;Unless you fear that I best you if I am here to cause trouble."<br><br>The brief moment to center herself did the trick.&nbsp; &nbsp;As her voice is taunting just as it is intoxicating.&nbsp; &nbsp;She then begin to walk towards the direction he had pointed towards.&nbsp; &nbsp; Inwardly she smiles as she is being taken to Cobblepot.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>18-06-2013, 05:18:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary &amp; The Penguin<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The canary stood and he felt her warm tits giving against his knuckles. She faced him even with the revolver hovering beneath her chin, and as she looked him in the eyes and spoke her taunt, the corner of his mouth quirked in a smirk as he countered, “If you zink you can best me blondinka, zen vether or not I have gun shouldn’t matter.”<br><br>The blonde was quite the <em>femme fatale</em>. The most dangerous thing about her was that she knew she was, and she must have been used to having her honey pot dipped into. Even for Hendricks, he found staying in character to be a growing problem. Drawing his hand from her breasts, the slightest quiver of them tumbling back into place made him slightly antsy with arousal. As she stalked toward The Penguin’s private lounge, he swung the cold revolver against her bottom in a light, metallic spank.<br><br>“Beestra. (Quickly)”<br><br>The canary was led to a red curtain obscuring the entrance to The Penguin's private lounge where actual penguins waddled about outside of it dressed like waiters. The creatures were The Penguin’s trademark, and ignoring the fact that they were endangered species, Pots saw them as his closest friends and pets. There was a large and dark-skinned bouncer standing outside the drape. He was wearing a white-fur coat and his large arms were crossed before his chest. <br><br>“Tell Penguin zat he has guest vant-ting to see him,” The Russian ordered. <br><br>The bouncer scowled suspiciously at the woman before he turned to slide&nbsp; a hand between the drapes and part it wide enough for him to get a message through, “Boss, The Russian caught a lovely <em>fish</em> for you.”<br><br><em>Lovely</em>, heh; he had no idea.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 18:07:30</strong>
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				The Penguin walked into his private lounge to find the "Russian" as he was called had indeed brought him a gift.<br>An attractive leather clad young woman that he recognised from seeing some CCTV footage. Another one of those costumed do gooders. <br>Someone who put a serious sting in his business, but as far as he knew she wasn`t one of Batman`s ally's, so thank God for small graces. <br>"Well well well, what a pretty bird." he blew smoke from&nbsp; his fat cigar into Dinah`s face.<br>(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111123103648/batman/images/thumb/9/92/Penguin-character.png/500px-Penguin-character.png)<br><br>"So what`s a girl like you doing in a club like this?" he asked as he disgustingly perved over her.<br>"This wouldn`t have to do with this little gang skirmish my club is un-happily apart of?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 03:12:52</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, Penguin, Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Staying in character is extremely hard with having a guy following you that has just made your stomach do loops.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Yet Dinah walked as if she owned it.&nbsp; Her pert tight heart shape ass sash shays with each step taken.&nbsp; &nbsp;She even manages to keep herself composed when she feels the hard brunt of the gun swatted against her ass.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching the curtain off area that is Cobblepot's personal VIP area.&nbsp; &nbsp;A bodyguard in fur coat blocks the way.&nbsp; Her escort would exchange a few words.&nbsp; &nbsp;The bodyguard slides open the curtain and calls in announcing a visitor.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Dinah kept quiet throughout.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which is the wise move as she is allowed in with the Russian.&nbsp; &nbsp;The Penguin would get in her face.&nbsp; His disgusting cigar smoke being blown in her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;She through does not flinch away.&nbsp; &nbsp;Keeping her composure as she measured the man before her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Being a cops daughter, she had some insights to the criminal element in Gotham.&nbsp; Most of them had some serious hang ups.&nbsp; &nbsp; The Penguin definitely is one of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he lewdly checked her out in blatant display.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As he ask her what she is doing in his place.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"A job from what I have seen you need a singer dear.&nbsp; After all you are Mr Cobblepot and having second rate really isn't your style.&nbsp; But of course that is not the only reason I have come and we both know the other reason."<br><br>She pause for a moment to give a look back to Misha.&nbsp; Only brief as she turned her attention back to the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"As you have asked the silly gang skirmish.&nbsp; Something I know you would be above.&nbsp; Despite what the Bat might think this is your city isn't it.&nbsp; &nbsp;You control it don't you?&nbsp; &nbsp; Unless the skirmish happening is a sign you don't. "&nbsp; She pause for a moment then continue letting what she had said take effect and then she would try to hook him with what she said next.&nbsp; &nbsp;"But I can see you have a plan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Cleverly disguised by having your men beat up officers of Gotham.&nbsp; So they can turn themselves in and then give out information on pesky rivals.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course with the Bat not around,&nbsp; the city will finally see the true hero of Gotham.&nbsp; Unless I am wrong,&nbsp; and that your not a man of intelligence."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 04:01:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary &amp; The Penguin<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The bombshell played a smooth game. He could tell by her shapely thighs and build that she was no singer or at least not <em>just</em> a singer. A woman doesn’t come stalking into The Penguin’s club uninvited and undetected and ask to be a song bird. She glanced his way, The Russian was wearing an amused grin as though he were enjoying her sass. She spoke her inquiries and they were rather cutting even for The Penguin’s reputation. Hendricks was already suspecting the reverse psychology, but she was playing a dangerous game. Cobblepot may resemble the weird school janitor, but he was a killer, and not even he took the man lightly. The shot she was trying to serve was in desperate need of an assist.<br><br>The Russian looped his arm in front of the canary to have the snout of the revolver back under her chin. His other hand nestled in her golden locks, clenching it in what appeared to be a tight and painful manner, but she would notice that he wasn’t making any real attempt to rip her hair out by the roots. He yanked her head back and stared into her eyes as he spoke to The Penguin, “My tovareesh, I sorry for bring-ing you zis mowzee beech. Vomen zeez days...”<br><br>“You like to sing, blondinka?” he asked her, his lips playing dangerously within inches of her own. “Misha can make you sing real good.” He ran the muzzle of the gun along her bottom lip, tracing it as he smiled sadistically at her.<br><br>Hendricks was hoping The Penguin would buy into her story, especially now with one of his elite henchmen showing disbelief or possible doubt in The Penguin’s <em>intelligence.</em> He would release her if ordered to.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 15:22:44</strong>
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				(http://www.gamechronicles.com/reviews/360/batman/batman10.jpg)<br><br>The Penguin listened to the explanation the pretty bird gave for been here in the club.<br>She said she was here to act as a "Singer" that the club needed, then she commented on the latest gang war.<br>Mikhail then threatened the blonde showing he was not one to be trifled with. Russians always one`s to mix sex with violence. <br>The pretty bird was arousing, the curves of her body, the way she carried herself. In a way she was very similar to another femme fatal, the Catwoman of Gotham. <br><br>"The Bat has lot`s of ally`s, some of them as lovely as you my dear. He has been just waiting for an excuse to throw me back in Arkhum. <br>But with my little Lounge doing so well that`s been harder for him to achieve. The war is between myself and Black Mask. <br>Have you heard of Black Mask? He is a sadistic son of a bitch and would happily watch this City burn. That`s not my intention my lovely, I want to see Gotham prevail. Of corse I see a bigger role for myself in Gotham`s future, Lord Mayor perhaps." His eyes gleamed at this thought. "But until then I am very happy with the way things are. And if some nosey cops get caught in the crossfire so be it. <br>No one can prove a thing my dear, no one."<br><br>He reached up and caressed her face, dragging his *Flipper* hand over it. "Such a pretty bird."<br>His face grew serious. "Sadly I just can't trust you me dear...something...fishy about you.....Mikhail, dispose of this pretty bird!" <br>He indicated the Russian took her out back to get rid of the Pretty Blonde. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 07:12:53</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge / outback)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, Penguin, Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Her head snap back as her hair is grabbed and she is yanked by the roots to draw her head back.&nbsp; &nbsp;It hurt,&nbsp; but nearly as bad as it should have.&nbsp; It takes a moment for her to figure out that the Russian had not yanked like he was portraying he had yanked it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Having commonsense Dinah played along and wince to the apparent agony she is feeling.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Unfortunately her ploy does not take and the Penguin does no bite.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still she got a good bit of info,&nbsp; the war really was a gang war between Penguin and the Black Mask.&nbsp; &nbsp;This bit of information was quite useful.&nbsp; She also knew that she needed a team more then just her and the hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp; To many factors to risk the so called innocents in the club.&nbsp; &nbsp;She knew they hardly qualified as such.&nbsp; But with just two for the good guys.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was not sure she contain the situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;Penguin might be a nut job but at the same time he was a rather mad mastermind.&nbsp; &nbsp; Surprisingly the flipper hand does not bother her.&nbsp; The Russian that grips her head and holds it back by her hair, is still having her inwards do cartwheels.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The Russian leads her out the back of the club.&nbsp; &nbsp; She would twist and yank from his grasp.&nbsp; It does pull some of her hair which stings as it comes out, leaving strands of her blonde hair in his hand.&nbsp; She whirl at the same time on him.&nbsp; She through spun too quickly and found herself suddenly sprawled against his broad chest.&nbsp; &nbsp; Lifting her gaze she look up into his eyes with hers.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I really hope your not one of the ones that have attacked and serious injured those Gotham officers of the law." <br><br>She stretch up as if to kiss him.&nbsp; Then would with a swift move disarm the gun from him as she pushed off with sending the gun clattering to the ally pavement.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would begin backing up rapidly from the Russian.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"If not, I suggest you find another source of employment Mikhail, and quickly."&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>22-06-2013, 20:18:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary &amp; The Penguin's Bodyguard (NPC)<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Penguin hadn’t taken the bait. The man was more clever than he thought. Hendricks didn’t hesitate in following through with his <em>master’s</em> order. He took the blonde beauty out back into a dingy alley that reflected the rest of Gotham. There were rats, trash, and the stars didn’t even seem to shine on this night. It held the smell of urine and rot and would make a good grave for any fool that opted to cross The Penguin. While working undercover, there were many cases where Hendricks had to bag a body in a black trash bag and take it out to the dumpster. The dumpster possibly held five to ten bodies a week that were collected like garbage by the truck and taken to the dump.<br><br>As soon as they were outside and alone, the canary twisted from his grasp, his hand releasing her a little to spare the rest of her hair that she didn’t seem at all concerned to lose. The Russian peered down at her from eyes as grey as steel. He had watched her clumsily stumble against him and spill across his chest, his hands making no move to steady her. Her sapphires peered up at him and he stared deeply into her eyes as her plush lips formed words that almost escaped him.<br><br><strong>I really hope your not one of the ones that have attacked and serious injured those Gotham officers of the law.</strong><br><br>Hendricks felt his heart quicken when her lips neared his, and then suddenly the revolver went flying out of his hand. His eyes darted to the gun that went somersaulting to the ground, and then back to the canary who cautiously backed away from him.<br><br><strong>If not, I suggest you find another source of employment Mikhail, and quickly.</strong><br><br>The Russian simply grinned at her and was about to speak when the large, bodyguard that had been standing by The Penguin’s private lounge stepped into the alley.<br><br>“Looks like you’re havin’ a problem,” the bodyguard said with a chuckle.<br><br>Misha shook his head as his hand went to the inner pocket of his own fur coat to remove the knife that he had retrieved from the card table. “No problem. Ve vere havink fun. Veren’t ve Blondinka? Cmotreeteh, ve vill see vat color she bleeds.”<br><br>The Russian stepped toward Canary but was halted by a large, black hand that settled upon his shoulder and clenched it tight in warning. “Mikhail, you sick fuck. The Penguin didn’t send me out here. I came out here because I wanted to stop you from killin’ her before I gotta chance at her.”<br><br>Misha glanced at the hand on his shoulder and hesitantly returned the knife inside his coat. “You vant to get vet, ladnah. I like ven zey cry.”<br><br>“I know you do,” the bodyguard said. He removed his big, white fur coat and handed it to The Russian to hold. The large man approached the canary, his hands unfastening his belt ever so confidently. He was so convinced that he could easily wrestle her down and have his dick between her cheeks sooner than she could blink, but Hendricks knew the man was a fool. He wasn’t going to stop the scumbag, however. He hated rapists more than most of Gotham’s usual scum. With a long smile, The Russian watched the canary to see what she would do. The man was indeed larger and probably twice as strong as her, but if the leather-clad vixen was as dangerous as Hendrick’s perceived, then the guy was due for a world of hurt.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 04:12:21</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge outback)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, bodyguard , Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>It seems that&nbsp; the Russian is going to let her go.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she continues to back away.&nbsp; &nbsp;When the large bodyguard of the Penguin comes out.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>To Dinah's amazement Misha does a complete one eighty.&nbsp; &nbsp;As he suddenly whips out a knife.&nbsp; &nbsp;She rock back on her heels balancing as she stopped her retreat.&nbsp; &nbsp; The Russian begins to take a couple of steps towards her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>In the pit of her stomach it rolled with a sour taste rising up in her mouth.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>To her utter surprise the big bodyguard puts a hand on the Russian to stay him from closing in.&nbsp; &nbsp; It seems the Penguin had not sent him to ensure she is finished off.&nbsp; &nbsp; What is said and happens next.&nbsp; &nbsp;Reveals a more vile sick scenario.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the giant bodyguard steps past Misha.&nbsp; &nbsp;An stalks towards her to carry out his sick desire.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Dinah step forward,&nbsp; she uses the man strength and size against him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Letting him reach for her.&nbsp; She would step aside of it and forward.&nbsp; &nbsp;Catching his arm in hers at the elbow.&nbsp; Which she would bend in the direction it wasn't meant to go as she brought her other arm down whacking him in the arm. As she let go of the arm wiith her other arm.&nbsp; She would catch one of his fingers the pinky and yank it back braking it.&nbsp; Of course she didn't expect those moves to take the giant down. She expected it to enrage him and thus fight blind because of it.&nbsp; <br><br>Such is the case as the bodyguard swings wildly trying to smack and take her down.&nbsp; Now she moves in with a series of nerve strikes she has him incapacitated in a matter of moments with a series of strikes.&nbsp; <br><br>Throughout taking down the big guy, she keeps an eye on Misha.&nbsp; Looking to him,&nbsp; she would call on her communicator to&nbsp; Hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"In the back ally have one of them down."<br><br>Then after communicating to Hawkgirl she turns her attention to Misha.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Do you really want to try your knife now.&nbsp; &nbsp;You seriously were out gunned when you had your gun.&nbsp; I suggest you go back into the club and tell Mr Cobblepot that he was given a chance to play nice.&nbsp; &nbsp;I catch any of his people anywhere and they will be left as this one.&nbsp; All packaged for and ready for transport to jail."<br><br>She given him an out to duck back into the club.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is plain for anyone with common sense.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 07:01:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Inside The Iceberg Lounge at the poker table<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary &amp; The Penguin's Bodyguard (NPC)<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Russian merely watched as the canary assessed the bodyguard’s skill, starting with an arm bar and a few submissions that made him wince on the inside. The guy should have figured out at that moment that the vixen was way out of his league but starving to get his sexual fix, he persistently lunged at her until a series of well-placed strikes sent the behemoth to the ground. He regarded the thug until the canary caught his attention. She was speaking into some sort of communicating device. Frowning, Hendricks didn’t want to suspect that she had a whole team of do-gooders at her fingertips. That would have been a problem.<br><br>Misha leisurely approached the Black Canary and turned toward the bodyguard that was lying unconscious on the ground. He laid the fur coat over him before he straightened and said to her simply, “Vhy not you tell heem? And blondinka, I am never out gunned.”<br><br>Hendricks had decided not to reveal to her his true identity. What were the odds of them meeting again after he bagged The Penguin?<br><br>“You vant stop Penguin, go on but...Penguin is mine. Try and take heem from me zen ve are enemies.”<br><br>The Russian turned from her to walk over and retrieve his fallen revolver. “I don’t vant to hurt such beautiful ladee, but if you geet in my vay, I vill.”<br><br>Picking it up, he checked the safety before pocketing it. “Ny, blondinka? You vant to be friend of Misha? Maybe my devooshka? I teend to have quite <em>explosive</em> personality.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 21:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Iceberg Lounge, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, Demolisher<br></span></span><hr><br>Sherya listened as Canary dealt with the situation at hand. It turned out the gang-war was between both the Penguin and the Black Mask of Gotham. She would make whoever put Rennee in the hospital pay for what they had done. She then heard the penguin order a kill on Canary, not buying her act that she was wanting to act as a singer in the lounge. <br>Hawkgirl moved into action to help her new friend and ally, running across the rooftop her mace ready for action. <br>Sure enough the winged wondress found Black Canary been escorted out by two burley security guards. <br>She watched as Canary took the first one down with ease, but she hesitated on the second one. <br>Sherya spread her massive wings and flew down to join the buxom blonde beauty. <br><br>"Step away from her!" She said harshly to the Russian man she would soon come to&nbsp; know as Misha. <br>"You work for that pig Cobbelpott and as thus shall feel the sting of my mace!" All Canary had to do was give the word.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 04:52:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Back alley and then back inside the lounge<br><strong>Tags</strong>: Black Canary, Hawkgirl, The Penguin, &amp; NPC Henchmen<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Russian frowned when a feisty, winged warrioress descended between him and the blonde. His lips drooped, teeth baring in what had once been an arrogant grin.<br><br><strong>Step away from her! You work for that pig Cobblepot and as thus shall feel the sting of my mace!</strong><br><br>Misha cautiously stepped back toward the door of The Lounge. He spread his arms, presenting his hands and forearms for their close inspection. He wielded no weapon and there was nothing up his sleeves. Red canals began to appear on his skin, manifesting like a disease as they snaked along his arms, face, and the visible curves of his hard chest. His skin then turned pitch-black, his eyes and teeth gleaming like a jack-o-lantern. His voice deepened, resonating on an hollow echo as he sucked his teeth and said simply, “Enemies it is.”<br><br>He stopped before the door and slapped the palm of his left hand against the brick wall of the club. Instantly, the wall exploded, spewing forth brick, fire, smoke, and glass from the bar that had been on the other side of the wall. The lounge shook as plaster rained from the ceiling and the alcohol caught in the flames of the explosion began to burst like mini Molotovs. Some of the guests, thugs, and employees suffered injury in the detonation. They laid across the floor, tables, and chairs dazed and covered in debris.<br><br>The Russian had disappeared within the smokescreen, but he didn’t vanish completely for his voice was heard bellowing over the disoriented heads of The Penguin’s crew.<br><br>“Snaryadee! Zere capes in ze alley!”<br><br>Suddenly, emerging from the smoking hole in The Lounge wall were six gun-wielding thugs to give Black Canary and Hawkgirl a hard time, and following those six would be six more to keep them occupied. The wealthy grabbed their women and fled with whatever cash they could stuff into their jackets and pockets. Some got into fights with the thugs who had been trying to win the pot, a brawl of greed ensuing in the middle of the chaos. The Penguin’s club was tumbling into discord. The Russian tossed back the red drape of The Penguin’s private quarters and greeted the villain with a smile. Pots was in for a sight, seeing his elite henchman standing before him with smoke rising from his singed fur coat and hair.<br><br>“Ve must go tovareesh,” Misha warned.<br><br>Little did The Penguin know that The Russian had planned to escort him to a getaway car that would be delivered to his employer. Hendricks was feeling a little over-confident that the henchmen would be more than enough for the two heroes to handle, and that his escape with his bounty was full-proof.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 03:23:48</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge outback)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Misha, bodyguard, Hawkgirl and other henchman of Penguin Open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br>What occurs next with the Russian gripping the doorway frame of the back door of the club.&nbsp; Happens with a bang quite literally.&nbsp; <br><br>However,&nbsp; &nbsp;for Dinah seeing the sudden shift in coloration.&nbsp; The tendrils of red snaking up and over the man's&nbsp; forearms.&nbsp; &nbsp; She is able to act.&nbsp; &nbsp; Just as the Russian slaps the wall.&nbsp; She would let out a Canary cry.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through on a decimal level that normal human hearing could hear.&nbsp; <br><br>For as the shower of brick debris flies out at her and Hawkgirl.&nbsp; In a cloud of haze and smoke.&nbsp; Her cry would pulverize the bigger chunks.&nbsp; &nbsp;To such a degree both are merely dusted in a fine coat of mortar.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>If anyone knew the Black Canary.&nbsp; They know she rarely uses or relies upon her meta talents.&nbsp; &nbsp; So as the first six set of Penguin thugs come charging out in response to Misha alarm.&nbsp; &nbsp; She whirls into action.&nbsp; &nbsp;Attacking before any of them or the next six that follow can use their guns.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she moves into the group with artful precision.&nbsp; &nbsp;A top rated fighter giving lessons to those aspiring.&nbsp; For through harden tough guys, basic thugs.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her skill level is such,&nbsp; she is a dervish in dealing body blows and head kicks with uncanny accuracy.&nbsp; <br><br>She not say anything,&nbsp; like attack.&nbsp; It had been pretty obvious and the wing girl known as Hawkgirl seem the season fighter and should wade into the fight with a zeal.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>What remains is would the two heroines wade through the dozen or so thugs in time to see the Russian trying to whisk away with the Penguin in his clutches.&nbsp; &nbsp;Would they be able to stop such.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>(Stay tune to find out :) )<br><br>&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>30-06-2013, 16:39:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Iceberg Lounge, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, Demolisher<br></span></span><hr><br>Hawkgirl watched in total awe as the Black Canary unleashed her power on the six gunmen. <br>Canary`s sonic scream was enough to blow them clean on their backsides. The big Russian had vanished in the smokescreen but he was no doubt going after his boss the penguin. "Canary! You track down the Russian! I will deal with these pigs here!" Hawkgirl ordered as she charged up her mace and lunged at the biggest of the 6 gunmen, her weapon collided with the mans face knocking his teeth clean out. <br>She then pinned another to the floor with her boot on his neck and making sure he couldn`t reach his gun. <br><br>By spreading her large white Thanigarian wings to knock two other gunmen down. The width of them was rather impressive. <br>Her eyes went back to her blonde partner to assure her that she had this. <br>The Russian was indeed dangerous, clearly the Penguins current right hand man, he was the one they were after<br><br>Hawkgirl knew if she could cause enough damage within the club while Canary pursued the Russian the police would be forced to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 10:31:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Outside The Iceberg Lounge in a Mercedes Benz<br><strong>Music</strong>: Libiamo Ne' Lieti Calici (http://youtu.be/yOhQlWFdiik)<br><strong>Tags</strong>: The Penguin<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“I no understand tovareesh. Why Americans keeljoys? We have party, and zen boom. Chaos,” The Russian wondered aloud as he and The Penguin slid into the velvet seats of a black Mercedes Benz – only the best for the Lord of the Gotham Zoo, heh. While humming a pleasant tune, Misha fastened his seatbelt and reached over to the radio to cut on some pleasant music.<br><br>“Mm, raveetsya,” The Russian said with a pleased smile.<br><br>As he was sliding the keys into the ignition, The Penguin, clutching his umbrella apprehensively glanced about at the vehicle’s interior, realizing that this hadn’t been the car he arrived in. It was different. Grinding his teeth, he grinned as he stared at the back of The Russian’s head. One hand released his umbrella to dig into his coat and remove a black pistol that he tried to silently cock. He carefully pulled back on the slide and said, “Yes, Misha, it is quite unfortunate that some of us don’t know how to have a little <em>fun</em> around here. Unfortunately...” He aimed the pistol at the back of the headrest. “I no longer have any use of your services.”<br><br>Releasing the steering wheel, The Russian pulled up the seat lever and leaned back so abruptly that the pistol was knocked downwards as The Penguin fired a round off through the vehicle’s floor. Jumping in startle and spreading his feet on a short delay, Pots had feared for a second that he near shot a hole through his foot. His eyes then darted to the face that was grinning at him upside down. The Russian’s face appeared to be on fire. His skin was as black as coal and his eyes and teeth burned like a furnace. The Penguin gasped in fright and sat back as far as he could in his seat.<br><br>“Is zat so tovareesh? Vhy don’t you sit back and enjoy the music zen? You shoot me, and zis car vill explode and only one of us vill leave. Me, kahnyeshna. But by all means, shoot. Makes my job easier.”<br><br>Righting in his chair, The Penguin turned to the door, his flipper reaching for the door handle until the door sounded with an automatic lock.<br><br>Hissing, The Penguin glanced at the burning eyes in the rear view mirror and demanded on a trembling and panicky breath, “Who are you? Where are you taking me? You work for Black Mask, don’t you?”<br><br>He had wasted enough time. Starting up the car, Misha replied impishly, desiring only to make The Penguin’s blood run cold, “<em>Ma~ybe.</em>”<br><br>The Mercedes pulled away from the curb.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 12:43:50</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge outback to around front)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - henchman of Penguin,&nbsp; Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Misha and Penguin<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br>Dinah gives her compatriot a nod,&nbsp; a quick look at the remaining thugs.&nbsp; &nbsp;She whirl and begin to race around to the front of the building from the back of the ally behind the lounge.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Making it around the corner just in time to see the black mercedes pulling away.&nbsp; &nbsp;Two things Dinah notices is the Russian is still got the black skin that he had exhibited when the wall had blown out.&nbsp; &nbsp; She had not caught it had turned back then back again.&nbsp; So she is under the assumption his skin has remained black with the red eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;This firmly marked him as a meta.&nbsp; &nbsp;Second she sees the Penguin as expected in the back seat.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Through she could swear instead of seeing a smug look on Cobblepot.&nbsp; It is a look of terror that is upon the crime lord's face.<br><br>Black Canary races to her bike and hops on.&nbsp; &nbsp;She roars the bike to life and burns rubber as she hits the throttle as she zooms off in pursuit of the mercedes.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>As she does this she goes over the communicator to Hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>"I am in pursuit of Misha and Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Mercedes,&nbsp; will keep you abreast of pursuit."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 02:55:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Outside The Iceberg Lounge in a Mercedes Benz<br><strong>Music</strong>: Figaro's Aria - The Barber of Seville (http://youtu.be/7qHZkkgowdY)<br><strong>Tags</strong>: The Penguin &amp; Black Canary<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">“You double-crossing rat! You won’t be rid of me. You can’t be rid of The Penguin! I will fill your sorry sack of Russian flesh full of lead!” The Penguin screamed in his fear. He was so terrified. Never had he been taken hostage. He took people hostage, it wasn’t the other way around.<br><br>“You are free to do zat now tovareesh if you vant an explosive end-ing,” The Russian offered. “Nyet? Zen sit back an enjoy za ride.”<br><br>His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror to see roaring behind him on a steel horse, the blondy from before. Arching a brow, The Russian grinned. “She loves me.”<br><br>He applied pressure on the brake and Black Canary would notice how quickly she was catching up to the vehicle. Misha slowed the Mercedes until he was cruising right beside her and rolled down the window of the vehicle. He looped an arm over the side as he near hung out the window. <br><br>“Blondinka, you miss Misha?” he shouted over the whipping winds.<br><br>Behind him The Penguin never thought he would stoop so low, but he had rather went to Arkham than be delivered to the Black Mask. Desperately, he screamed, “Help me! He works for Black Mask!”<br><br>Misha narrowed his eyes. “Teeha! I am try-ing to have conversatsee vit pretty ledee.”<br><br>Setting his eyes back on Black Canary, he smirked. “Hows’ bouts you give Misha kiss?”<br><br>He then puckered up, the car dangerously sliding over with every intention to run her into the parallel-parked cars that lined the street. If she was caught between one of those vehicles and the Mercedes, then she was done for.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 05:49:07</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Pursuit of Misha and Penguin)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> -&nbsp; Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Misha and Penguin<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br>The black mercedes slows,&nbsp; allowing Dinah to pull along side the drive side.&nbsp; <br><br>Misha has the window roll down and he banters some words at her.&nbsp; &nbsp; She also notices the Penguin distress and his cry that Misha works for the Black Mask.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Misha even puckers up as he starts to drift the car towards her,&nbsp; as he feigns wanting a kiss from her.&nbsp; <br><br>Dinah&nbsp; smirks and responds.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Oh sweetie your in my city, and out of your league.&nbsp; You can't handle this on your best day."<br><br>The maneuver being pulled by the Russian is obvious and left a wide berth before he even come close to pressing her.&nbsp; Especially since she is in the middle of the road on his driver side.&nbsp; He couldn't lean out to give a kiss or gist for one.&nbsp; Then her bike had more get up an go off the start.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she revs it after her response.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Doing a partial wheelie from opening the throttle.&nbsp; &nbsp;She whip out in front of the black mercedes.&nbsp; <br><br>Dinah is not done there she would use a passing oncoming vehicle to slide in front of it in a daredevil move.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then she slow and use it as a shield to fall back in place behind the black mercedes.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Knowing that the Russian Misha no doubts looks in his rearview mirror back at her.&nbsp; She would pucker her lips and blow him a kiss.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is laced with her a subtle high pitch unheard by human hearing Canary cry.&nbsp; As she shatter the back window of the black mercedes.&nbsp; Giving a avenue of escape for the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 06:30:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://imageshack.us/a/img836/268/7802227226124f60b165803.jpg)</div><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Real Name</strong>: Jason "Hendricks" Hendrickson / The Demolisher<br><strong>Pseudonym</strong>: Mikhail "Misha" Pilkin / The Russian<br><strong>Location</strong>: Outside The Iceberg Lounge in a Mercedes Benz<br><strong>Music</strong>: Figaro's Aria - The Barber of Seville (http://youtu.be/7qHZkkgowdY)<br><strong>Tags</strong>: The Penguin &amp; Black Canary<br><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The Russian retracted his lips, when the beauty roared ahead of him. The way she popped a wheelie on that motorcycle he had to admit that her bike skills were impressive. She had managed to maneuver around back behind him and he scowled at her through the rearview mirror as she blew him a kiss. She thought she was so cute. <em>SMASH!</em><br><br>Misha jumped, his shoulders shrugging as glass shot past his head. What the hell was that? The Penguin had clutched his top hat, hunching in his seat as glass tumbled over the cushions. Without wasting another second, he whirled and began his desperate crawl for the back window. The Russian sat up in his seat and frowned at the scene that he was seeing in the rearview mirror. He was watching a fat Penguin trying to squeeze out his back window. The good life must have had him put on a little too much blubber.<br><br>“Get your fat azz back herre!” Misha growled. He reached a hand back to grasp the back of The Penguin’s trousers, which to his horror, yanked down his suspenders to the point where he was gazing at some rubber ducky briefs hugging ass bigger than that of the bitches he’s tapped. The Russian’s lips stretched in disgust at the sight. A simple villain kidnapping was turning into a joke real quick.<br><br>The Penguin continued to squirm and kick, trying to squeeze his globular girth through. “Drat!”<br><br>Scowling, Pots’s flipper went for the pistol in his coat pocket. He grasped it and removed it, to point the barrel at the Russian. Having been trying to multi-task watching the road and yanking his hostage back into the car, Misha glanced back at The Penguin only to get shot between the eyes. His head shot backwards as a thin stream of fire shot from the hole in his forehead. Straightening, Misha blinked in surprise. The fool had actually did it.<br><br>“You gone and done it now,” Hendricks said, dropping his false accent for the first time. The Demolisher’s black flesh cracked, and then suddenly...</span><br><br><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">KABOOM!</span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The blast from the exploding Mercedes sent The Penguin flying out the back window and heading straight for Black Canary like a screaming, human cannonball. Cars swerved and crashed into a pile up that was growing worse as unsuspecting drivers continued the domino effect. The Mercedes was nothing but a burning husk of what had once been a beautiful car, and the driver that had been behind its wheel was nowhere to be found. </span> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 04:40:06</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Pursuit of Misha and Penguin)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> -&nbsp; Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Misha and Penguin<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br>After the back window blew out.&nbsp; &nbsp;The scene in front of her turns comical.&nbsp; &nbsp;She can see the Penguin trying to escape out the back blown out window of the mercedes.&nbsp; &nbsp; However, his girth is keeping him from doing such.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>While all around her a chain reaction has begun with the other vehicles on the road.&nbsp; Collateral damage is suddenly piling up.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Black Canary had this quick.&nbsp; &nbsp;Less in the collateral damage an innocent got serious hurt or even lost his life.&nbsp; <br><br>She however, could not see the Russian turning black again.&nbsp; The wide girth of&nbsp; the Penguin blocked her view.&nbsp; &nbsp;So as she pondered what she could do to successively bring this to a conclusion and get the penguin.&nbsp; She is caught off guard.&nbsp; As the mercedes suddenly blew up with a loud boom.&nbsp; &nbsp; That of course is the least of her worries.&nbsp; &nbsp;The burning mercedes with a driver missing.&nbsp; <br><br>For she suddenly quite occupied.&nbsp; As the fat ass Penguin is hurtling at her like a human cannonball.&nbsp; &nbsp;With barely enough time she once again go to her cry.&nbsp; &nbsp;Modulating it in effect when she climb as if she were air walking.&nbsp; &nbsp;This through is only enough for one burst.&nbsp; <br><br>It doesn't stop the Penguin, but it does cushion the blow as he slams into her.&nbsp; She grab a hold of flipper boy using his momentum&nbsp; &nbsp;she twist and bring him around one eighty.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the two of them went smashing onto the hood and windshield of the car behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The Penguin would take the brunt.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the car came to a skidding halt as the driver slammed on his brake.&nbsp; The force throw the heroine and villain off the hood.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>With a expelling of air from both of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah just lashed out with a surgical pressure point punch to the head and knocked out the Penguin.&nbsp; While she quip to the unconscious Penguin.<br><br>"My city fat so,&nbsp; Arkham Asylum for you.<br><br>Sitting up, looking towards the burning husk of the mercedes.&nbsp; Misha is no wear to be found.&nbsp; &nbsp; Dinah would call on her communicator&nbsp; Hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp;Giving her directions to get to her and that she had the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>A quick look and she see her bike definitely need some loving care.&nbsp; &nbsp;She smack the unconscious Penguin on the shoulder.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Your getting the repair bill flipper boy."&nbsp; She comment as she awaits her cohort.&nbsp; &nbsp;While she also then called Gotham police to turn over the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 15:01:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Iceberg Lounge, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, <br><br></span></span><hr><br><br>Hawkgirl went after the gunmen inside the Iceberg lounge as Canary pursued the Penguin and the handsome Russian.<br>It took the Thanigarian awhile to tear through the gunmen without getting shot. Her mace doing some real serious damage.<br>Once the Police finally showed up, Sherya flew up into the air and started tracking her companions signal. <br>Sure enough the winged wonder found the Blonde beauty standing over the unconscious Penguin. <br><br>She flew down towards Canary, relieved to see she was alright. The Russian was no where to be seen.<br>But Hawkgirl had a feeling in her gut their paths would cross once again. "You know he will find a way to get himself out of this. We need definitive proof this pig was one side of this gang war. Perhaps if we obtain the Black Mask we can do such a thing?" <br>The winged wondress wondered who could help them take on the more violent Black Mask. <br>"You are a Gotham based hero, I was wondering if you have any connection to the Batman? Ore one of his partners perhaps? Such as Robin ore Nightwing? I recently fought alongside Robin when taking down Victor Freeze, he was very skilled for one so young." <br><br>Of corse the other option was getting ontop of the Police Department and using that Bat Signal to gain his attention.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:37:34</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Pursuit of Misha and Penguin)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> -&nbsp; Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Misha and Penguin<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br>Black Canary pulls out hand cuffs and pulls the Pengiun flipper hands behind his back.&nbsp; &nbsp;She slap on the cuffs around his wrists.&nbsp; &nbsp;Just as she finishes doing this,&nbsp; Hawkgirl arrives.&nbsp; &nbsp;The sires of Gotham police wagon is alerting her also that they be there soon.&nbsp; <br><br>She look to the Penguin as she listen to the question and suggestion of the winged warrior woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"He got a way, through not sure how or were to because of the explosion.&nbsp; Your right about the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;We should move on the Black Mask.&nbsp; &nbsp;Batman would be the one.&nbsp; I am not sure he is in the city.&nbsp; He has kept a low profile.&nbsp; But on the roof top of the central&nbsp; main police station.&nbsp; Is the bat signal.&nbsp; &nbsp;Go light it and cast the bat symbol in the sky.&nbsp; &nbsp;Lets see if he shows if he is in the city.&nbsp; &nbsp;If not him then Robin perhaps&nbsp; he worked with him." <br><br>About this time the police wagon comes into the view down the streets with sires going and another squad&nbsp; car responding.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League (Reboot) IceBerg lounge Gotham:</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 22:00:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Iceberg Lounge, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, <br><br></span></span><hr><br>Hawk-Girl was pleased to see that Canary was unhurt, that Russian was very powerful. The Penguin was down and the heroines waited for the Police to join them. The Police Detail was lead by commissioner James Gordon himself. Sherya smiled at the police commissioner who was rather startled to see a young woman sporting two huge wings."We are servants of Justice." Hawk-girl said proudly her chest puffed out and hands on her hips. "The Penguin and his men have been apprehended as you can se, but one alluded us and we are well aware any charges you may have on this pig won`t stand up in human court."<br><br>She started pacing up and down with a concerned look hidden under her hawk mask. <br>"Officer Renee, how is she?" Sherya asked, looking out for her close friend in the police department.&nbsp; <br>"She is doing much better." James Gordon assured her with a kind smile.<br>He then looked over at Black Canary wondering where he had seen this beauty before, something about her was familiar. <br><br>Hawk-Girl then stepped closer. "Officers, we know Black Mask is the other gang leader in these recent turf wars. he is far more ruthless then the Penguin and we believe was responsible for the officers shootings. We want to take him down, bring him in too, perhaps then the evidence will mount to put both goons behind bars. However neither of us have faced him and I fear...we may need to ask for help....from the Batman...ore at least on of his ally's like Robin who is more familiar with Black Mask." She paused before looking over at Dinah and then adding. "May we use the Bat-Signal on top of the police station to contact him?" Gordon thought about this for awhile and eventually nodded, deciding that these two women were strong enough to fight alongside the Batman and take on Black Mask.<br><br><br>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169008. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169008.) (Move to Gotham police department)<br>&nbsp; <br>
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