Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 14:22:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</span></span></strong></div><br><div align="center">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/fymgmGEip7g/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br>This is an IC thread for the group game Justice League: Founding. This thread will be used as a location for missions carried out by the Justice League that are in unique or unusual locations on earth that are unlikely to be revisited. Only post in this thread if you're responding to a GM-Driven mission. More general 'Out in the world' activities can be played in the other world thread.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rules</strong></span><br>-Don't Godmode <br>-Write in third person, past tense<br>-Respect posting order (Allow all tagged to post before you post again.)</div><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">[hr]<br>[floatleft][img height=200]https://placeholdit.imgix.net/~text?txtsize=14&amp;txt=150%C3%97200&amp;w=150&amp;h=200[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Name:[/b] <br>[b]Location:[/b] <br>[b]Date/Time:[/b] <br>[b]Tagging:[/b] (Tag open if you want anyone to respond or specific people if you have a scene worked out together)<br>[b]Content:[/b] (Warnings for gore or sensitive topics. Please don't post smut in this thread.)<br>[hr]</code></pre><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">OOC Thread Links:</span></strong></span></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Recruitment Thread</span></strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276845.0)</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">OOC Chat</span></strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276886.0)</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Justice League Character Sheets (PC's)</span></strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.0)</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Worldbuilding Thread</span></strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276794.0)</div></div></div></div><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>IC Thread Links:</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Watchtower</strong></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277019.0)<br></div><br><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Hall of Justice</strong></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=278318.0)<br></div><br><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Metropolis</strong></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277055.0)<br></div><br><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Gotham</strong></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277056.0)<br></div><br><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The World</strong></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=278460.0)<br></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 15:13:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 11:42 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Wonder Woman and Icon</div><br><div align="center">(https://videvo.net/videvo_files/images/preview_MoonandSeaHDFInalRenderH264.jpg)(https://wattsupwiththat.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/deepwater_horizon2.jpg)</div><br>Barely a minute after the first alert ran-through and J'onn sent three of the League members to the S.T.A.R incident he was just assessing whether to deploy the rest of the League when a second alert came in. He frowned in a moment of rare confusion. This had to be deliberate, now. There's no way two incidents like this happened so close together within a week. And the planning to cause this one was incredible, but he couldn't assess the skilled timing of a villain now. He had to get information to the three active members left up on the Watchtower. His heart sank as he gave it out, feeling a little fearful over how this mission could potentially pan out. <br><br>Their communicators soon lit up, along with the emergency lighting, and he was feeding them information. Someone had attacked a U.S Oil Rig. Due to its location in the Atlantic next to no real information was available. There were no witnesses and anyone on board the rig was almost certainly dead in the blaze. But there was no doubt the rig would be pouring thousands of gallons of crude oil into the ocean causing vast pollution and ecological damage. While normally it might not be a job for superheroes there was good cause for it here. On September 13th an oil tanker had an accident in the Atlantic and spilled a vast quantity of oil. As a response Aquaman sank two U.S Nuclear submarines. He named the strike as a warning, and claimed that for every ecological disaster man causes he will tally the deaths of ocean life, and take a dozen men's lives for each. After proving his willingness to be violent there's little doubt in the Government's mind that he could destroy a city next time. And now the next time has arrived, be it an accident or a deliberate attack it's unlikely to matter to the enraged Atlantean. Diplomacy is by far the best option but all heroes present should be ready to defend themselves and particularly wary. No League member has ever fought Aquaman before but trying for the first time in the middle of the Atlantic is almost definitely an incredibly dangerous idea.<br><br>On being teleported the trio would find themselves in the air. Unfortunately for J'onn, and them, there was nothing more solid to land them on that wasn't also a blazing inferno. It was a chilling sight, the oil rig a tower of flames that sparked hundreds of meters into the night and gave of an incredible amount of heat. The brightness and heat was a stark contrast to the pitch black night, icy waters and waves dappled by the far paler light of the moon. Although the blaze appeared the threat everyone present would know that the real danger to them and others was presented by the vast ocean beneath them, and it's king. For now all that could really be done was an attempt to stop the blaze and the assortment of leaks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 15:39:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br>Batman and Zatan had been out investigating the background of the Metropolis terror attack for three days now. Days were for information assessment, planning entry points, reviewing gathered evidence and checking names off the list. Everything from paramilitary groups to arms manufacturers and traders. J'onn's now working communication system and highly efficient teleporters let the pair work out of anywhere in America all day before being transported thousands of miles in a second when night fell. Even when working fast there were a great deal of suspicious people in the world and it was difficult to see which shady operation was the right one. Even then finding enough evidence and not being caught was a huge challenge even for superhumans. So far everything had mostly come up blank. Well, there was a good deal of illegal activity, but not the illegal activity they were after. And the other things would just have to wait for now. The past ten hours had been spent attempting to make sense of a particularly strange factory in Arizona. <br><br>The place seemed to be building conventional firearms and other small-scale military equipment. Things like guns, explosives and vehicles. It was unusual in itself to be responsible for construction on all these things, particularly in a single facility. The business was also very distinctly absent from many Government registries. On reaching the nearby outcrop to look down on it it became immediately clear whatever was happening here was a far cry from the place's labels. For one thing it looked to be ten times the size the blueprints listed, and have absolutely no correlation. For another all satellite images had been distorted. From initial surveillance none of the buildings carried any form of signs or evidence as to who owned them. The business itself was registered as 'American AAE' but gave no evidence as to what the acronym meant. The thing that'd clued the two investigators onto the operation was a recent payment of over $100,000,000 from an anonymous source. On further inspection the money had been passed through so many business and personal bank accounts across the world that nobody could possibly work out who's it was or why it was given to them. But it coincided well enough with the Metropolis attacks, being a few weeks prior. <br><br>The goal was simply information gathering. The more the better, and there was a vast wealth of it to be obtained. What was happening in this place was anyone's guess but it was definitely the most suspect location yet. There was a large perimeter fence surrounding the warehouses and other buildings, which was topped with barbed wire, flooded with armed guards and every thirty yards or so there was a watchtower with search lights and cameras everywhere. Beyond that it looked like there was one huge building nearby with a large open entry point, transport vehicles and men were bustling in and out of it despite the time of night it was incredibly busy. Many of the men on site looked to be military personnel and almost everyone was armed and wearing body armour. Whoever did own this place was incredibly serious about protecting their factory. Beyond that there appeared to be several more smaller warehouses on the right, and then behind those a set of smaller buildings likely offices or R&amp;D departments. Moving to the left there was what appeared to be a furnace or power generator of some description with several smoke stacks, but it was hard to tell with such misleading blueprints and from such a distance. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 17:37:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct, 2017, 11:42 pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Superman, Icon<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman appeared in the mid-air, in sight of the burning wreckage, sadness filling her at the lost of life this represents, sea life and human life.&nbsp; She turned toward her two teammates, "I see us having 3 things that we have to quickly accomplish.&nbsp; Stop the flow of oil, search for survivors and put out the fire."&nbsp; She frowned as she took in the amount of damage was apparent on the oil rig, "If there are any survivors, they might have witnessed something important before the explosion happened."<br><br>She looked at the other two to see if they agree with her assessment, "I believe I should search for survivors.&nbsp; I don't have any type of Heat vision to make emergency repairs."&nbsp; She looked back over at the burning oil rig, "And I can use my empathic senses to help me find&nbsp; any survivors quickly." <br><br>Investigation into who has launched the attack on the oil rig would have to wait until after the situation was contained, but the faster they moved, the less damage there was going to be.&nbsp; And with the possibility of Arthur showing up, the more contained the situation, the more likely he was going to listen to reason.<br><br>If Superman and Icon agreed with her assessment, she would streak forward and into the burning infernal that was engulfing the oil rig, heading toward areas with the least amount of fire first and working outward from there.&nbsp; If her teammates had an alternate suggestion, she would pause to listen and consider.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Backdraft</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 19:55:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3e/bf/a3/3ebfa3d0a6b84b11765aad83c2d496d4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 25, 2017 - 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13602880#msg13602880)<br><strong>Content:</strong> Tactical Espionage Operations (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Gear_Solid_V:_The_Phantom_Pain)<br><hr><br>"What's the first step to solving a crime?"<br><br>He was back in the Batcave. Several brilliant LED displays illuminated the face of a young teenager with messy black hair and crystal blue eyes as he languidly clicked his way through a series of blueprints. The boy had long since lost his excitement over finally becoming part of an investigation, and had started to slump over the desktop.<br><br>"Robin."<br><br>The boy groaned and rubbed his temples. "I thought we were going to put Croc behind bars, Bruce, not sit around here all night."<br><br>Batman sighed and adjusted his elbow. He was reading the screens over the boy's shoulder, one arm pressed against the neck of the chair, the other hand propping him up against the desk of the Batcomputer. <em>Maybe he's not ready after all.</em><br><br>"Croc is only one small part of the puzzle," he answered swiftly. "Think, Robin. Why would <em>Weylon Jones</em> want to steal thousands of dollars from a jewelry store? He's a walking suit of armor; if he wanted something, there wouldn't be much standing between him and simply taking it."<br><br>"He's a criminal," Robin grumbled, clicking through yet another set of blueprints. This one showed the floor plan of Arkham Asylum. "It doesn't matter <em>why</em> he does it. Just that we stop him."<br><br>"Wrong answer." Batman shifted his weight and grabbed hold of the mouse. The boy's hand was still on it, and he struggled to free himself as Batman pulled the cursor to the corner of edge of the blueprint and zoomed in. "The first step to solving a crime, Robin. Look."<br><br>The boy grunted. His eyes lazily wandered back up to the screen, where they froze in place, finally connecting the dots. Last week, there had been a breakout in the Asylum. Nearly all of the patients had been rounded up except for two: Croc, and the patient adjacent to his cell. "<em>Her,</em>" he hissed.<br><br>"That's right. Now, the first step to solving a crime."<br><br>The energy flooded back into Robin's eyes as he stood up and nodded. "Know who benefits." He looked back at the screen and clenched his fist. "Poison Ivy."<br><br><hr><br><em>Know who benefits.</em> That night had been years ago, but the words he'd drilled into the boy still rang true. Batman laid against the edge of a plateau, practically invisible against the rusty backdrop of the Arizona desert. Through his binoculars, he could see dozens of armed guards patrolling through a maze of watchtowers and razor-wire fences. Of all the arms manufacturers in the United States, only one had recently had a large, non-governmental purchase. One in the hundreds of millions. Large enough to supply a small army. <em>Or a large militia.</em><br><br>'American AAE' was the name written on the official papers. There wasn't any clue as to what the acronym stood for, but what really drew Batman's attention was the money. It had been routed through dozens of shell companies and redistributed through hundreds of banks in various sums. A one-hundred million dollar anonymous payment. Somebody had gone through a lot of trouble to keep their name off the bill.<br><br>Even if this <em>wasn't</em> the company that supplied the militants that had attacked Metropolis, a payment like that would have earned Batman's undivided attention anyway. And now that he was here, his suspicions were only snowballing into a larger and larger group of concerns. This wasn't the factory that he'd studied blueprints of back in the Watchtower. This was a fortress.<br><br>It was good that Zatan had elected to come along. Normally, Batman would have preferred to operate alone in this situation, but the man's command over magic was sure to be a huge boon to the operation. With security this thick, any advantage was a welcome one.<br><br>Batman lowered his binoculars and twisted his neck to the side. It let out a sharp crack, and he grunted in satisfaction. After lying in the same position for six hours, he was starting to stiffen up. The time to move was coming soon, though. He had a pretty solid idea of the patrol routes and guard shifts now. The security was tight, but not without its blind spots. Especially when the extra benefits of magical manipulation were considered.<br><br>"There are five pairs of guards patrolling the perimeter fence with dogs," Batman said. His voice had a bit of an electronic tinge to it, as it was filtered through the helmet of his dark brown desert batsuit. "They maintain a constant speed and distance, making a gap of ten minutes in perimeter security." He pointed at the closest guard tower, approximately a quarter of a mile away. "The far east watchtower has a blindspot on the other side, where the welding shed blocks off sight from&nbsp; anybody not immediately by the fence or in the next tower. We'll stage there during the gap."<br><br>Finally turning to look Zatan in the eye, he asked: "How strong is your skill with illusory magic?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>19-11-2017, 23:43:14</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>For all his dramatic art, Zatan knew when the time called for him to be clandestine. This was definitely one of them. The sorcerer took a moment to consider his situation. Zatan was in the desert investigating a munitions plant that seemed to function off the radar with the Caped Crusader. He was far from the stage where he attempted to bring joy to the masses – though not too far from his condo in Las Vegas.<br><br>Looking at Batman, there also couldn’t be any more difference in the Justice League members. Zatan was all magic, with knowledge of the occult. Batman was the epitome of science and technology. Regardless of these divergent philosophies, mutual for their strengths existed. Those complementary skills case would serve them well on this case. For the most part, the two often worked alone (save for Batman’s sidekicks and other bat-family members) so finding a way to coordinate their plans would be imperative.<br><br>Zatan listened as Batman reported the status of the guards and inquired about Zatan’s abilities. Zatan was arguably one of the most powerful magic users on Earth. While still learning to tap into his power, there weren’t too many types of magic he couldn’t wield. That isn’t to say he actually wielded them all. Dark magic could easily corrupt the soul and he worked hard to stay on the side of light. Taking one shortcut would be too easy to excuse and stepping over that line was a one-time thing – he wouldn’t be able to step back.<br><br>“Illusory magic is my specialty.” Zatan said confidently. “Unfortunately animals – dogs in particular can see through illusions.” He thought for a moment. “I could perhaps layer on some weather manipulation.” Zatan continued, “I could cast an illusion to make the guards avert their eyes from our direction – it’s a simple compulsion spell – it should also work on any external cameras for enough time to buy us cover. Simultaneously I could conjur a medium sized djin…a dust devil…to drive the attention of the dogs away from their vulnerability.” <br><br>Zatan wasn’t referring to the mythical creature, but rather a natural occurrence. A dust devil was a long-lived whirlwind that, while mostly harmless, can last anywhere from thirty seconds to twenty minutes. The infant tornadoes were common in the desert. Dust devils formalized as mini columns of air that kick up sand.<br><br>“That should easily buy us time to get inside.” Zatan offered. “Once inside, it would take quite a bit of concentrated power to continually disrupt any security cameras or sensors.” He pointed to Batman’s belt. “I can do that, but it might be better if you have a little something that can tap into their systems and mechanically divert their eyes.”<br><br>Zatan didn’t add on that the mage wanted to be sure that he kept enough power to be useful in the event of a battle and be able to extricate both in a teleport if needed.<br><br>With the agreed upon plan, it was just a need to find the right moment in time. Zatan waited for Batman’s signal. It was a simple gesture, but the nod was enough. It was a complex incantation of there spells layered on top of one another<br><br>“Gniyrp seye treva!<br><br>While there was no direct appearance that the spell worked, a closer inspection found that no heads were watching the area of vulnerability. <br><br>“Lwoh sdniw fo eht tresed!<br><br>The wind shifted slightly as the molecules of the air coalesced. Near the northern corner of the plant sand began to sway and eventually climb into a column of air. The dust devil was born. It wasn’t a particularly powerful one, but sure enough the dogs became aroused and began aggressively barking at the wind.<br><br>“Etativel won!<br><br>The final part of the spell created a blue glowing disc beneath Batman and Zatan. It lifted them a few feet off of the ground and began to levitate them with surprising speed towards their goal.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>20-11-2017, 01:05:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br>Although many guards were turned away from the location of the two heroes the dust devil draw the gaze of several of the further away men who's line of sight let them see the sand but not the approaching intruders. Most just cocked their heads and gave it a once over, motioning for those nearby to get out the way. The reaction was low-key to say the least, nothing like a panic that might happen around civilians. It'd further cement in anyone observant's eyes that these men were hardened professionals. Just over the sound of barking came a few clicks. Assault rifles being cocked and safety's flicked off. Clearly whoever gave orders here made it clear that anything out of the ordinary meant weapons go live. <br><br>The dogs barks were dying down a little as they were so well trained, and their handlers inevitably dragged them away from the dust devil and gave sharp orders of silence to the agitated animals. It did have the desired effect of moving a good deal of dogs away from the location Batman and Zatan were headed to, at least. On approach the wall looked to be as high as four meters and wide enough to have a walkway directly on top on which two men could pass comfortably. There was a line of barbed wire halfway up, along with another roll at the top. Just before that main perimeter wall was a chain-link fence, likely designed to slow the progress of anyone approaching the wall. It was roughly fifteen feet out and gave a good vantage point for guards on the wall, although currently none were looking at the fencing nearest the heroes and it seemed even the spotlights and security cameras were giving a very small blindspot to make it to the edge of the wall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>20-11-2017, 14:40:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1b/0b/9a/1b0b9ad757768e82a305603c0dc56117--superman-fan-art-gabriele-dellotto-art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Icon, Wonder Woman<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>The beam that transported him thinned out of existence, leaving a man hovering over a churning ocean before the hot blaze that raged like a massive bonfire. Wonder Woman was quick to offer to search for any survivors. Superman nodded and replied, “I will put out what flames I can with my ice breath as well as seal any leaks I find along the way. The oil can be collected in a whirlpool, and then I might be able to freeze that also. If the oil can be turned into a glacier, then it can easily be extracted.”<br><br>Superman glanced between Wonder Woman and Icon. “Let’s make this quick before Aquaman gets here.”<br><br>Thrusting out his arms, Superman dove through the air, swooping toward the legs of the rig. He inhaled a condensed breath of oxygen before he got too close and then released his breath upon the legs and the base of the rig. His chilled breath caused the flames to dwindle and become replaced with frost and icicles. He held his breath, making sure to breathe where it mattered before he would have to gather a new breath of air. He started with the bottom to hopefully take the heat off of Wonder Woman as she searched for survivors. He didn’t wish to freeze survivors on accident either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Backdraft</strong> on <strong>20-11-2017, 18:14:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3e/bf/a3/3ebfa3d0a6b84b11765aad83c2d496d4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 25, 2017 - 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13602880#msg13602880)<br><strong>Content:</strong> Tactical Espionage Operations (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_Gear_Solid_V:_The_Phantom_Pain)<br><hr>Batman stayed silent as they sailed silently through the night. He kept his cape fixed firmly in his grasp to keep it from flapping in the wind. When he'd asked about illusory magic, he'd been thinking more practically—the uniforms of the guards projected over themselves, but he couldn't deny Zatan's effectiveness. The attention of the compound had been redirected enough to allow them to approach. Perhaps, even, enough to allow them to enter without trouble.<br><br>The touched down gently by the fence. Throughout the ride, Batman had hardly moved a muscle, and he settled onto the ground already crouched on one knee. The chain link before the duo was bathed in a soft green tint through Batman's visor. No doubt Zatan could easily melt the thin wires if he was asked to. Batman himself carried a supply of thermate and explosive gell in his utility belt for situations like this. It was probably expected of him by now, actually—the many toys of Batman.<br><br>Almost smirking under his helmet, Batman reached his fingers into one of the pockets on his belt. A moment later, he produced two metal rods, each sharpened at one end and connected by a strong hing. A simple pair of one-handed bolt cutters. Reliable, effective, and not capable of running out of fuel. The perfect infiltration tool.<br><br>With deft precision, Batman set about clipping the wire of the fence. He cut only a single vertical line, in the middle of a length between two posts, where the would be the most slack. After the two of them had passed through. The cut was only three feet high, but it should be more than enough to squeeze through if they were careful—and almost unnoticeable to anybody who didn't know it was there. Once the sun rose, it would be far more noticeable, but Batman wasn't planning on sticking around for that long.<br><br>At the very least, not with the guards all still actively patrolling.<br><br>He held the fence open and shooed Zatan through the hole, following moments later. Together, they darted through the darkness toward the tower Batman had pointed out earlier, and Batman pressed his back to the wall. This would be the tricky part. There wasn't any easy way into the complex without going over the wall, and they'd be too easily visible trying to climb it between towers. Taking out the guards of one would be risky, but there would be less chance of being seen if they were successful. Getting on top of the tower would be child's play with the batclaw, but even its subtle noises would be enough to draw the attention of trained guards. He gave Zatan a silent look and pointed up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>21-11-2017, 05:03:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br>Date/Time: 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br>Tagging: Icon, Wonder Woman<br>Content: N/A<br><br><hr> <br><br>&nbsp;She was the perfect combinations of brains and beauty, had he had a woman like her he would have come out of hiding long before now.&nbsp; He listened to her plan and thought it was pretty good, commanding but attempted to let everyone choose their own spots.&nbsp; He would have to concentrate more to generate enough heat to prepare the ship.<br><br>She went to rescue and Superman went for the rig.&nbsp; That left oil clean up to him, he moved quickly but as he flew his mind went through the oil properties, the viscosity, the flash point.&nbsp; What could he do to clean this up quickly?&nbsp; The King of the Oceans wouldn’t be happy if he came and his waters were contaminated.&nbsp; He focused and looked, scanning the area quickly.&nbsp; The properties of oil and water, the fact that it doesn’t mix have to do with the polarity.&nbsp; He smiled to himself, pouring a lot of energy into the water to increase the energy bonding of the oil to pull it to him and pull it away from the water, he generated enough wind to be able to localize it and pull it from the water and locate a place to put it as the others focused on their tasks.&nbsp; This didn’t sit right with him, with all that was going on, this didn’t feel like an accident.&nbsp; But to what end save to piss off the sea king?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>21-11-2017, 12:00:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 11:42 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Wonder Woman and Icon</div><br><div align="center">(https://videvo.net/videvo_files/images/preview_MoonandSeaHDFInalRenderH264.jpg)(https://wattsupwiththat.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/deepwater_horizon2.jpg)</div><br>From initial assessment it seemed absolutely impossible that anyone could have survived. The fire had been burning long enough to consume almost the entire of the structure and was so hot that any human nearby would have perished long before reaching the flames. As Superman's breath began to beat back the fire it let those with superhuman hearing notice something distinct. <br><br>Outside the rig the currents of the sea were picking up, shifting and moving in a way that seemed unnatural. The waves lapped in a circular pattern for a little while, eventually isolating the rig from the sea surrounding it. The speed picked up rapidly until it was clear a vast whirlpool was forming. It started around half a kilometer away from the rig in each direction and seemed to be containing much of the oil contaminated water. As the water spun it eventually opened up, creating the appearance of a vast maw in the ocean itself. Even the sound of the blazing oil rig was drowned by the roar of the sea. The rig itself was in the center of the crashing waves and beginning to suffer for it. No matter what storms it was designed to easily weather this was a wall of water ripping it's supports from every direction. <br><br>Suddenly from the center of the pool came a jet of water, shooting directly upwards and impacting the oil rig. It was thin and precise, crashing straight through the concrete base and piercing all the way through. At the end of the jet the hero's superhuman sight would easily make out a humanoid figure. They landed amidst the flames and stood just out of everyone's eye lines in silence. He made no attempt to introduce himself to the heroes, or acknowledge their presence. But there was little need for that, it was clear who'd arrived. Far up above J'onn looked on cautiously, glad he'd demanded the Government didn't attempt to respond until the heroes were done.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>22-11-2017, 20:35:24</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct, 2017, 11:42 pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Superman, Icon<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>As Wonder Woman began searching the Oil Rig, she felt Superman's breath having an effect on the fire, cutting down on the amount of noise and that is when she heard a sound that was man made.&nbsp; She immediately turned towards the sound, flying to where the sound was coming from quickly.&nbsp; Even as out of the corner of her eyes, she could see the water forming into a massive whirlpool around the Oil Rig.&nbsp; She inwardly cursed as she saw the Oil Rig start to shake and then she heard a jet of water blasting its way through the center of the Oil Rig, causing even more damage.&nbsp; She didn't change her course, she went right toward the distinct sound, ripping her way through any debris that was in her way of getting to what or who was making the sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 12:16:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1b/0b/9a/1b0b9ad757768e82a305603c0dc56117--superman-fan-art-gabriele-dellotto-art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Icon, Wonder Woman<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman ceased his ice breath to gaze at the waters that started to churn beneath the rig. He quickly flew out from under it, one arm extended and cape flagging behind him as he ascended into the skies above the structure. He glanced over to Wonder Woman who had also vacated the rig, and then to Icon who was supposedly creating a cyclone to get rid of the oil. At first Superman wondered if the man overdid it until a thin jet of water shot from the maelstrom. Diana was quick to head straight for the source.<br><br>“Wonder Woman, wait!” he called after her out of concern.<br><br>Even if it was who they thought it was, Kal didn’t expect Aquaman to be in the best of spirits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 12:26:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br>Date/Time: 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br>Tagging: Superman, Wonder Woman<br>Content: N/A<br><br><br>Once he deposited the oil into a safe housing he looked around to find his teammate.&nbsp; He scanned for energy signatures finding them no where to be found at first then he moved to be beside Wonder Woman as Superman was close.&nbsp; He noticed a humanoid form where they were both staring at.&nbsp; He didn't see fully whom the figure was, he was still unsure why this person would cause this damage unless it was to provoke an altercation as such this might be the best group to perhaps stall the altercation.<br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>26-11-2017, 14:22:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 11:42 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Wonder Woman and Icon</div><br><div align="center">(https://videvo.net/videvo_files/images/preview_MoonandSeaHDFInalRenderH264.jpg)(http://data1.ibtimes.co.in/cache-img-800-410/en/full/609942/1487147340_jason-momoa-aquaman.jpg)(https://wattsupwiththat.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/deepwater_horizon2.jpg)</div><br>On a flat platform mostly in the centre of the rig the figure landed and stood tall. Water splashed from him and rushed over the ground, and where he was it was fairly dark. Much of the flames had been extinguished by the trio of heroes and now even more had by the whirling water splashing up against the rig itself. A flickering electrical light illuminated him, and there was no mistaking who it was now.<br><br>Perhaps not many heroes had fought alongside him but everyone present would recognise his face, armour and weapon in an instant. He stood a little shorter than the two male heroes, but even bulkier than either of them. At the end of one arm he held a distinctive trident, which was pointed directly at the heroes and crackling with the light that let them see him. It cast a dark picture of his face, making his eyes seem like dark pits beneath a furrowed brow. He was a clear contrast to any of the clean, professional heroes present. His hair and beard were both water logged, matted and messy. His armour was rough and worn, showing water damage and battle damage alike. But regardless of the rugged appearance this was Aquaman, and they were in the center of the Atlantic ocean. The sensation of power emanating from him was something akin to what most creatures feel when they see a shark. There was a somewhat cold, alien nature to the man and a great deal of power. <br><br><div align="center"><strong>"Kneel."</strong></div><br>He barked the word as an order, staring down the three and awaiting a response. It was something of a challenge on his part. But everyone knew he considered the ocean and anything sailing on or constructed on it to be a part of his kingdom, and would inevitably take disobedience or confrontation as a challenge to his kingship. His voice echoed through the almost dulled background noise, although it was clear that the ocean hadn't even slightly stopped it's rage. Sooner or later this whirlpool would drag the entire oil rig into the ocean and destroy it. <br><br>Far up above J'onn looked on patiently. It had been a few weeks and he hadn't yet considered trying to use his powers to help the heroes. He wasn't sure how his telepathy would fare against Aquaman but if it came to a fight J'onn didn't want to risk losing any of the heroes down there. His far calmer, more reserved voice came over their communicators into the heroes ears and urged them to a peaceful resolution as he always did. "Stay calm. This doesn't need to be violent." There was no notable tone shift in J'onn's voice but inside he was concerned for the safety of his friends and allies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 00:17:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct, 2017, 11:42 pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Superman, Icon<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman glanced back at Superman and slowed down as she identified the sound she was honing in on as being caused by the whirlpool formed by Aquaman.&nbsp; She turned to face the stern looking unkempt man.&nbsp; While she recognized he ran a kingdom of people below the surface of the waters, she didn't recognize his claim to all of the seas.&nbsp; And frankly, his unwillingness to work with others lead to lots of problems like what was developing currently, with the sinking of the submarines.&nbsp; Yes, he had a greater concern for what happened on the ocean waters, his people lived in the oceans and anything that negatively affected the waters would eventually affect his people.&nbsp; But as long as he didn't actively work with the different nations, the danger of war would keep increasing.&nbsp; <br><br>Flying up to him, slowly, she didn't acknowledge his order to kneel.&nbsp; There was no way she was kneeling to a man, no matter how powerful he thought he was or how important.&nbsp; Men caused the problems in the world and his attitude was just contributing toward the problems.&nbsp; She nodded her head respectfully to him, "Greetings Aquaman.&nbsp; Why are you destroying evidence?&nbsp; This oil rig was deliberately sabotaged, destroying it will just hide any evidence to discover who had sabotaged it."&nbsp; She tilted her head curiously as she took in his superior attitude,&nbsp; "Or are you afraid that it was one of your people who caused this catastrophe?" <br><br>She knew he was going to get all huffing about the suggestion that one of his people had committed the crime, but she had to get him thinking that the ones who should be punished was the people who actually committed the crime and away from blaming all surface dwellers.&nbsp; Until he stopped blaming all people who were different than him for the actions of a few, there was going to be very little ground made in getting his cooperation in finding out what exactly happened here with enough proof to actually go after the people responsible legally.&nbsp; Instead of lashing out like a child and causing a war.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 02:48:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017, 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>Zatan followed Batman’s expert negotiation of the terrain through the fence and against a wall. Pausing, Zatan realized they would need to get over the wall undetected. His magic could fly them over or teleport them – do any number of things. The problem was that he didn’t quite know what was on the other side. They could find themselves in the middle of squad of guards.<br><br>The magic user watched as Batman pointed up. Zatan nodded silently. <br><br>“Niatniam ruomalg dna elffab lla dnuos gnitaname morf nihtiw.”<br><br>Zatan’s spells were often shouted aloud – giving them vibrato and pizazz. This time his spell was barely audible, whispered with the tiniest of effort. Once in place he smiled and spoke.”<br><br>“I’ve put us in a glamour bubble. No one will hear or see us.” Knowing that it was a spell he could have used earlier he clarified. “It requires significant magic that can be traced both with paranormal and electromagnetic means.” He added. “I wouldn’t recommend me holding it while inside. Their systems might be sensitive to the energy output.”<br><br>“Etativel won!<br><br>Once again a glowing disc appeared and levitated the two over the wall. The compound was larger than he anticipated after seeing it from a distance. There was a corner with an overhang on the roof near the cooling systems with some shadowed cover. It was directly above a couple of loading dock doors.<br><br>Zatan levitated them to the corner of the roof and dissipated the glamour bubble. Sensitive tracking systems would be able to find them too easily had he continued the molecule displacement. <br><br>In retrospect, the sorcerer was not a covert operations kind of Justice Leaguer. Zatan tended to be a big guns kind of team member who flashed magic around to dazzle and battle villains. Luckily, he was with the expert in being unseen in a crowded room. The young stage magician respected Batman’s abilities, even if he would always choose his magic over science.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 03:23:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Image for location clarification</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/8Ms1yD6.jpg)</div></div></div><br><br>No guard in the base took any notice of the passing of the two heroes, Batman's pathing and Zatan's magic totally covering their presence. When they reached the rooftop they were directly above what appeared to be a busy, bustling warehouse. Dozens of men were filtering in and out driving fork lifts and trucks, as well as wheeling crates and barrels by hand. No boxes had any kind of mark or identification. There didn't appear to be any guards stationed up high, so far it seemed like they considered the outer wall enough defense. <br><br>One thing that was certain was that whether this was the right place or not it was considerably shadier than every other operation. This looked more like a military base than a manufacturer of anything. Whoever was running it was flying in the face of a multitude of Government operations, committing a litany of federal crimes just for having a place like this exist. That is, if the Government didn't already know it was here. With the right leverage of money or power it could be effectively licensed. Or, worse, it could be related to the Government in origin. What was certain was that it was a large and very dangerous, professional, operation. <br><br>As the duo stayed on the roof up along the right, towards the ventilation and away from the wall they had crossed, there was a large green almost oval shape. At a glance it might have appeared to be a helipad or perhaps a training area, but something seemed strange. Across the flooring there was a network of wires and around the outside there were several screens. If enhanced vision was used to look closer it would be notable that the screens appeared to give strange data, loosely similar to tracking pinpointed locations thousands of miles away with precision far in excess of ordinary technology. <br><br>And then, towards the pad, there was a temporarily flash of light. None of the surrounding personnel responded hinting it was commonplace. When the glow cleared there was a figure standing alone. Even at this distance the figure was instantly recognisable. The set of black and yellow armour stood out first, the pattern splitting the helmet. Strapped with weapons with a memorable katana at his back, there was no mistaking who this man was. He turned to gaze around the compound, and every one of the hardened paramilitary armed gaurds averted their gaze. After perhaps twenty seconds he began marching towards the building to the left of the pads, not having spotted the two intruders on the roof. Despite not noticing them now the presence of a man like Deathstroke raised the operations stakes a great deal, and opened up a lot more questions about the nature of the operation they'd uncovered.<br><br><div align="center">(https://geeksofcolor.files.wordpress.com/2017/09/arrow-deathstroke.jpg?w=1200)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Backdraft</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 21:28:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3e/bf/a3/3ebfa3d0a6b84b11765aad83c2d496d4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 25, 2017 - 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13602880#msg13602880)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Classic Stealth Action</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yAioZzuhOQg</div></div><hr>It was a good thing that Zatan had brought them to the roof without prompting, because Batman—for the first time since being trained in ninjutsu—broke his silence without meaning to.<br><br>"Shit."<br><br>Instantly, he grabbed hold of Zatan and pulled him down to the floor. He'd know that mask anywhere. It'd damn-near been the last thing he'd ever seen on more than one occasion. Bane had crippled him for months. The Joker had nearly driven him mad on several occasions. But <em>him</em>? He was at the top of a <em>very </em>small list of people that Batman considered deadly adversaries. Just a single run-in, years ago when the two of them first met, had resulted in a shattered ulna and a near-death experience. It had taken the combined forces of Nightwing, Robin and what was left of himself to keep him from detonating a bomb in Gotham City Stadium.<br><br>That had been their <em>first</em> encounter. It wouldn't be their last—or even the most dangerous. Slade Wilson was a viscous mercenary with incredible training and superhuman durability. Either one of those things by itself, Batman could easily handle. Together, though, they made an incredibly formidable opponent. Throw in years of experience in wetwork, black ops and mercenary contracts, and Deathstroke might just have been the deadliest human in the world.<br><br>Walking into this fortress without knowing he was involved in its operation was absolutely <em>inexcusable</em>.<br><br>Over the lip of the roof, he could see Deathstroke standing silently in the center of the platform. If there had been any question what the object was a minute ago, it was answered. Clearly, it was some type of teleportation platform. Another inexcusable lack of information—devices that dangerous and complex needed to be accounted for wherever they popped up. The Justice League couldn't afford any unexpected visitors popping up on the table during dinner.<br><br>All in all, this mission had gone from bad to worse in less than a minute, and it didn't show any signs of slowing down.<br><br>After a moment, Deathstroke seemed satisfied with whatever had caused him to pause. He walked off to the left of the platforms, opened a door, and vanished from view. The soldiers hadn't even hesitated in their duties. There hadn't been any pomp or circumstance. Nobody shouted "officer on the deck!" or even seemed to acknowledge beyond avoiding his gaze. There was no doubt that he was a big player, but the lack of subordination didn't sit well with Batman. Did it mean there was somebody else here calling the shots?<br><br>Was Deathstroke just a hired gun for somebody far more sinister?<br><br>Batman was all too aware of Zatan lying right next to him, also peering over the edge of the roof. Master of Magic he may be, but there was no way he'd be able to stand up against Deathstroke in a straight fight. That was something <em>he</em> could barely do. If this mission went badly, Zatan would be in an inordinate amount of danger, surrounded by heavily trained mercenaries armed with equipment Deathstroke would have mandated personally. One hit in the throat; one swift kick to the abdomen; one trigger pulled a fraction of a second too fast, and Zatan would be dead before he hit the ground. And that was assuming Batman was able to deal with Slade by himself.<br><br>That was an unacceptable risk. Zatan was too important to the League to gamble on a mission like this.<br><br>Still, somebody had to investigate this place. There was only one location that those weapons could have come from. And now that Deathstroke had been seen here, there was reason to think he was in charge of the militants who had assaulted Metropolis. There was no walking away from this mission. If that meant Batman had to go in without backup, then that's just how it would have to be.<br><br>Slowly, Batman slid himself back from the edge of the roof. "Go home," he said after Zatan followed suit. "Back to the Watchtower."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 22:54:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1b/0b/9a/1b0b9ad757768e82a305603c0dc56117--superman-fan-art-gabriele-dellotto-art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Icon, Wonder Woman, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman was somewhat put at ease when Arthur revealed himself…somewhat. Icon had flown down to join Diana on the platform, leaving him as the only one keeping his distance. Kal-El slightly frowned when Aquaman postured himself as superior, demanding that they kneel. He should have known that Wonder Woman was going to be the first to take the most offense to such a demand. He drifted closer to her and Icon not needing to get too close for even with the churning and roaring of the maelstrom beneath them, he could hear her—and her words didn’t help the situation.<br><br><strong>Or are you afraid that it was one of your people who caused this catastrophe?</strong><br><br>The Man of Steel quickly flew between her and Aquaman. “Wonder Woman please,” he begged before he turned his attention to Arthur. “We’re not here to pick a fight, Arthur. We’re just as concerned as you are about who or what damaged the oil rig. If we work together, then we’ll be able to quickly answer those questions. I agree with Wonder Woman about the rig. It will be beneficial for us both if you don’t destroy it and allow us to examine it. It could hold the answer we’re all looking for.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 23:09:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br>Date/Time: 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br>Tagging: Superman, Wonder Woman, Aquaman<br>Content: N/A<br><br>&nbsp;<br>This was why he hadn't come out, more than 400 years and nothing had changed not a single solitary damn thing.&nbsp; Just another white man, who wanted to make himself superior to him.&nbsp; The first thing out of his mouth was 'Kneel.'&nbsp; He was with the others and only the knowledge that Diana and Superman knew him kept him from lashing out in that moment.&nbsp; It was obvious that he was pissed as not only his hands glowed but his eyes did as well.&nbsp; He had only wanted to help, he had wanted the same thing years ago, but that help wasn't accepted then either because he was different.&nbsp; Yet again it seemed that none of that had changed.<br><br>"So Searuler are you going to be part of the solution or part of the problem?"&nbsp; He did his best not to spit venom back, but he was hard pressed not to want to blast him into the next galaxy at least the upper atmosphere where the Atlantian couldn't breathe.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-11-2017, 23:52:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 11:42 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Wonder Woman and Icon</div><br><div align="center">(https://videvo.net/videvo_files/images/preview_MoonandSeaHDFInalRenderH264.jpg)(http://data1.ibtimes.co.in/cache-img-800-410/en/full/609942/1487147340_jason-momoa-aquaman.jpg)(https://wattsupwiththat.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/deepwater_horizon2.jpg)</div><br>Aquaman ignored the words of the Amazonian. A nod was of little meaning to him if it was to be followed by foolish false accusations. However the fact he didn't lash out was proof he held some respect for her status and people. They were not to blame. Amazonians didn't build these oil-spewing machines funded by greed and carelessness. Nor did Superman. The other man was ignored the same way the Amazonian was, as his words were meaningless and Orin did not know his purpose here.<br><br>So Aquaman turned to Superman, fixing him with a cold stare. Moons ago they'd stood side by side. They were fond memories, the Kryptonian fought with great honor. And now Orin repaid that alliance by listening to the calmer hero. Despite how angry he was he saw value in an opportunity to use these influential figures to make humanity change its greedy ways. And so the roar of the ocean dulled, calming from a whirlpool ready to swallow the rig whole to a tranquility in an instant. <br><br>"You all misunderstand my anger, it seems. I care not for the destruction of a single one of man's pillaging machines. I care for the hundreds of others still continuing. Each one is a bomb hanging over my lands, waiting to destroy what I am sworn to defend. Do you all expect that I would stand idle while humans ignored my warnings and requests? I gave chances. Investigate all you like, but mine is already complete. Mankind are guilty of the genocide of all beings of the ocean."<br><br>While Orin was younger than any of the others it was clear these were the words of a king who cared for his people. There was a great deal of emotion to everything he spoke of. Humanity had a poor history of mistreating the oceans, and now they had a more powerful guardian conflict was inevitable. He brushed aside the insults of the Amazonian and the stranger and faced all three at once.<br><br>"I have no war with any of you. But it's become clear to me now that mankind will not listen to me. Perhaps the three of you can change that. Believe what you want about me but do not think I long for a war with humans. I just will not stand idly by while I and my people are the victims of them. Nuclear tests, waste dumping, over-fishing, vast engines pumping chemicals out. These accidents which are written off by their elite as 'Worthwhile'. It all stops."<br><br>He let the ultimatum hang in the air. He was no longer raising the trident but there was no doubt in his willingness to come to blows over this if he had to. He had at least given an offer of sorts, although finding a way to make demands that steep happen would be a challenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>28-11-2017, 03:24:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017, 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>Zatan recognized Deathstroke instantly. There weren’t too many Halloween colored mercenaries running around the planet. The covert mission became exponentially more difficult with the assassin in the mix. <br><br>The sorcerer Zatan was accustomed to going head to head with other wielders of the magic arts – Felix Faust, Wotan, Circe…he’s traveled to mystic lands and visited the various elemental Parliaments of Earth. His very blood was born of magic.<br><br>This was different and forced him out of his element. As a member of the Justice League he would face whatever was put before him. Zatan looked to the caped crusader. While not knowing all the details of Batman’s past interactions with Deathstroke, he knew enough.<br><br>“Sorry, Batman, no can do. I think it’s pretty clear this is bigger than we thought.” Zatan whispered. “I’ll go only when you do. Deathstroke can’t harm me if he can’t touch or shoot me.” It was easier said that done, but in reality unless Deathstroke sniped Zatan or somehow surprised and overwhelmed him it would be difficult for the assassin to harm the magic user. Zatan might not have the fighting skills on par with a Batman, it didn’t mean he was defenseless.<br><br>Zatan pulled out his deck of cards and began to set down the Ace of spades face up. “I’d suggest we avoid Deathstroke and continue reconnaissance.”<br><br>“I ylnmelos raews taht I ma pu ot on doog.” <br><br>The color on the card faded and the “A” began to morph. Thin black lines began to appear and form shapes. The card transfigured into a map of the compound with a single dot moving slowly in the largest building. “Who ever said Harry Potter wasn’t real magic?” Zatan conjured his own version of a marauder’s map.<br><br>“That’s Deathstroke.” Zatan pointed at the dot. Zatan waved his hand over the map, another dot appeared. “That’s the nearest data port. If you can get into the system we might be able to get the information and get out just as planned.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>28-11-2017, 03:37:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Image for location clarification</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/8Ms1yD6.jpg)</div></div></div><br>While the duo were concealing themselves and slightly debating their plan of action the teleportation device activated again. There was a blinding flash of white light and in its place appeared several paramilitary soldiers carrying heavy crates. They were unmarked like all the others but gave away something, that whatever they were containing was too important to go on file. And important enough to utilise what was likely a somewhat unstable teleportation device to transport. The men hailed it the same way Deathstroke went, into the large rectangular building. This one had a clean advantage in that it had glass panels on the ceiling which would allow for risky observation of those in the room below. <br><br>The biggest barrier in getting there would, for now, be the gap of at least fifty yards between the two rooftops. The dot signalling Deathstroke had headed deeper into the building and seemed to have stopped, although what he was doing was impossible to tell. Meanwhile the data port wasn't too far away and was also relatively close to the location many of the recently arrived crates appeared to have stopped. <br><br>If the duo approached the gap between the roofs they'd see the next was also entirely unguarded, but equally they'd realise there was a bustling mass of soldiers moving below them, even more around this building than there had been around the last. The lack of rooftop guards also started to raise a slight question. With such vast amounts being spent on security and so many guards and cameras being everywhere, why were the roofs so undefended. It was a positive but every bit of fortune had to be questioned in these situations and such a huge blind spot would surely be as noticeable to someone like Deathstroke as it was to the heroes.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>28-11-2017, 23:04:06</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct, 2017, 11:42 pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Superman, Icon, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman felt the young king's anger and knew it was governing his reactions and sighed in sadness as he reacts exactly as she feared he would.&nbsp; From what she has seen of his actions to stop the abuse of the ocean and his people, it has all been reactive, threats and demands.&nbsp; These are things that the elites of Mankind easily ignore because they are insulated from the consequences of their actions.&nbsp; Right now, he was too angry to accept help from her.&nbsp; He was too incensed from her insinuation that one of his people might have caused this disaster, because he doesn't care who caused this disaster.&nbsp; Unfortunately, he was reacting exactly like they want, giving them exactly what they want.&nbsp; Them being the people who caused this destruction.<br><br>Wonder Woman decided it was best to let Superman carry the conversation with the angry young King.&nbsp; She floated exactly where she was, letting her face remain calm and collected as she listened to the young King's justified grievances with Mankind.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could try to engage him in conversation, but it wouldn't be what he wanted to hear.&nbsp; Her solutions to his grievances were long term solutions, dealing with education, not violence and demands that mankind would not accept because it could lead to the collapse of their civilization.&nbsp; Maybe after he calmed down, he would be willing to listen, but right now, not likely.<br><br>And another thing that the young King would not want to hear, the current conflicts the Atlanteans have with mankind were created because the Atlanteans tried to stay separate from the world, tried to ignore the rest of the world.&nbsp; The world was too small for anyone to be able to successfully isolate themselves from the rest of the world.&nbsp; That isolationist view point led to this point where Mankind felt free to ignore him now.&nbsp; Any workable solution, was going to take time to have an effect.&nbsp; The young King would not be willing to hear what part his people's decisions had to help create the current conflicts, they are assured of their innocence.&nbsp; This was not to say their current grievances are without merit, they are worth a lot of merit and need to be addressed.&nbsp; Unfortunately, no quick solution was going to work, this conflict took a long time to develop, it was going to take a long time to be worked out.&nbsp; And war was not going to solve anything, it would only extend the conflict and it could easily become a war of genocide for one side or the other or both.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Backdraft</strong> on <strong>01-12-2017, 20:45:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3e/bf/a3/3ebfa3d0a6b84b11765aad83c2d496d4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 25, 2017 - 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13602880#msg13602880)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Batman watched the dots shifting around on the playing card with grudging approval. He wasn't used to people ignoring his orders, but then again, most of those "people" he ordered around were teenagers, butlers, or starstruck police officers. The risk didn't sit well with Batman, but if the magician wanted to stick around, he wouldn't press the issue. Zatan was his own man, after all.<br><br>"Clever," he said, giving Zatan a slight nod. The dot with Deathstroke's name hovering over it traveled further into the building and finally settled in one spot. Coincidentally—or perhaps <em>non-coincidentally</em>—spitting distance from the data port and the crates that had been hauled in from the teleporter. Batman took this information in silently, then turned back to the roofs.<br><br>Below, he could see dozens of armed guards marching about. They seemed to be well disciplined and patrolling in force. That only made Batman more uncomfortable when he looked across the roofs and saw seemingly nothing in terms of security. With a blind spot so open and obvious, it might as well have been an open invitation signed by Slade Wilson himself. The mere thought was enough to tempt him into taking his chances crossing on the ground.<br><br>The batclaw wouldn't reach that distance. Even if it <em>could</em>, gravity would just carry him to the ground on the slackened line before he reached the other building, and he'd be seen for sure. There didn't appear to be anything more solid than the central air ducts for the line-launcher to bite into, either. Batman was forced to concede to himself that they might actually <em>have</em> to take to the ground if they wanted to reach the building Deathstroke had entered.<br><br>Except that there <em>was</em> one other option. <em>If</em> Zatan had the energy left for it.<br><br>Batman pointed at the far roof and gave Zatan a side-long glance. "Got one more left in you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>02-12-2017, 03:38:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017, 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>Zatan nodded. The sorcerer had frankly done very little magic since their mission began. He had a deeper fear of being detected. His power was mighty, but technology could often sense energetic fluctuations which caused him to be wary. “Levitating doesn’t take much power.” Zatan grabbed the card and tucked it into his pocket. <br><br>Standing inconspicuously away from prying eyes he raised his hands and whispered.<br><br>“Etativel won.” <br><br>Once again the power flowed through him as he lifted from the ground. Zatan boosted the energy output so the two figures shot high into the darkness out of sight. It wasn’t a speeding bullet, but with the dark clothing they were sure to hidden.<br><br>Once hovering above the targeted building, Zatan safely and silently landed them. Ducking down, they made their next moves.<br><br>Zatan waved his hand over the roof of the building and spoke hypnotically.<br><br>“Laever ruoy sterces.” <br><br>As though watching a projection movie the roof was replaced by the scene in the building. Deathstroke was conversing with three unknown individuals. Zatan figured they might be guards. <br><br>“I could teleport us into the air duct.” Zatan pointed on the projection. “But there’s no way of knowing if they have detection systems. Not too mention any noise that might alert them to our presence.” <br><br>A noise on the ground below them caused Zatan to stop the projection as the two took silent cover against the ground, waiting in the darkness.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>02-12-2017, 04:01:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br>As the duo of heroes waiting in the dark on the roof their communications cut out. After a few seconds the channel seemed to re-route several times. J'onn could temporarily be heard trying to check in with them, and then the channel went silent. The key issue there being the absence of their ability to request a teleportation device evacuating them. After a few seconds longer J'onn contacted them telepathically, linking their minds and replacing the faulty communications. His ever calm voice displayed no concern, whatever he might have been feeling. <br><br>"Radio's down for you two, it's not on my end. Someone down there is jamming it. I can't tell if they know you're there though. Be careful." <br><br>J'onn was right, it was impossible to call what had happened. Perhaps a jamming device had been rebooted. But it seemed like they were perhaps preparing for something else and temporarily turning on their highest security measures. Luckily Zatan's projection wasn't wholly needed as the building had a glass roof and afforded them a reasonable view of the room from the cover of darkness. It looked like these boxes were stacked fairly high, but none seemed to be open still. Whatever was being transported was very similar, and being moved en masse. Deathstroke couldn't be seen directly as he was slightly off from the room with the skylight, but this was the room with an information port attached to the wall. There were just two guards who seemed focused on checking and re-checking the boxes themselves, paying little attention to the computer system port or the roof of the building. The issue would be taking them out, reaching the port and getting out of the room before alerting Deathstroke or the inevitable cameras. Of course together they might be able to take Slade down, although likely not without risk and injuries, but if they confronted him they would alert the entire operation however large it might be to the fact they were investigating. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-12-2017, 22:07:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1b/0b/9a/1b0b9ad757768e82a305603c0dc56117--superman-fan-art-gabriele-dellotto-art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Icon, Wonder Woman, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr>Superman spread his arms, palms turned upwards in a gesture, as he reasoned with Orin, “Just like with other countries, I’m sure we can arrange for you to speak at the next UN summit. Not all humans are destructive. There are many who push for reforms in wasteful energy and for the preservation for not just life in the oceans but in the forests and jungles. At the summit, you will be able to speak face-to-face with the world’s prime rulers. Security may be a bit of a problem, but the Justice League will attend to put all in attendance at ease.” The U.S. Government would probably send their super-powered lackeys as well he figured. “We could speak for you, but I feel the message would be conveyed more clearly if you represented your people.”<br><br>Superman noticed the waters had ceased and he turned a blue eye over his shoulder, looking from Wonder Woman to Icon, as though silently cuing them to investigate the rig while Aquaman was still calm. He then returned his attention to Aquaman. “Have you encountered any other issues? We’ve had problems with small groups of our enemies working together. We suspect they're up to something.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>02-12-2017, 22:34:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br>Date/Time: 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br>Tagging: Superman, Aquaman, Wonder Woman<br>Content: N/A<br><br><hr> <br><br>&nbsp;Icon looked and listened apparently he wasn't worth the sea-king recognizing because he was different.&nbsp; He didn't pay it any attention as he was used to it.&nbsp; Considering who he was with he almost expected it.&nbsp; But he listened to the negotiations.&nbsp; He wasn't sure how much or how far it was going to go.&nbsp; Some of those involved at the UN was most concerned with their resources he knew from his other job some of the underhanded things done, that was all but condoned by the law as they were within legal limits.&nbsp; He understood but would like to see how far this would go without breaking out into a full-scale war, even with the JL there.<br><br>He looked at Superman taking the hint from him and truth be told wanting to be as far away from the assinine underwater ruler as possible.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>03-12-2017, 00:25:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 11:42 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Wonder Woman and Icon</div><br><div align="center">(https://videvo.net/videvo_files/images/preview_MoonandSeaHDFInalRenderH264.jpg)(http://data1.ibtimes.co.in/cache-img-800-410/en/full/609942/1487147340_jason-momoa-aquaman.jpg)(https://wattsupwiththat.files.wordpress.com/2010/05/deepwater_horizon2.jpg)</div><br>Aquaman wasn't sure what to make of the offer. He disliked the idea of being a part of the humans bureaucracy and petty greed. But doing nothing would make him as bad as they were. After a moment of deliberation he nodded. <br><br>"I will attend. I would value it if the three of you would attend with me. Persuade your people that this is important. And for my part, I will reign in my anger so long as I am listened to." However bad his anger issues could be Orin was a man of honour and a man of his word, and he seemed to have contained his emotions on the matter a little. <br><br>"Your Flash met with one of my problems. Manta. I owe him a debt for not having killed the man sooner. If you find him, I want to know. He deserves to be brought to justice in Atlantis for his crimes against my people." To Orin the threat of death was little, as Manta more than deserved it. He'd been a thorn in his side for years now and the fact he'd always escaped was one that enraged Aquaman. He wasn't entirely sure how the others would see his desire to bring the man to Justice in Atlantis, and he'd be willing to take him alive if it meant he was imprisoned in the nation he committed his crimes. <br><br>The news of the villains allegiances changing did trouble Aquaman, particularly as he was so solitary, but his people had yet to come under attack. "Atlantis has yet to be hit. I am sorry for your people in Metropolis, Superman. And any of yours from your home, stranger." He directed the comment to the one he'd not seen before, who seemed quiet but unhappy with the situation. He'd no idea who he was or where he was from, but he knew enough about Wonder Woman to know it was unlikely her people had fallen victim. So that'd just left Superman and the stranger. "Who do you believe to be responsible? I am willing to aid you in capturing those who work with him if you aid me in hunting down Manta." A rare deal, offered by Orin, as normally the times he worked with other heroes were unexpected moments rather than planned.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>06-12-2017, 22:23:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 25 Oct, 2017, 11:42 pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Superman, Icon, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman blinked at Aquaman's abrupt change in behavior, going from demanding everything stop now and acting like he was ready to start a war immediately to being conciliatory and willing to work with the UN which he has disregarded as a surface dweller construct up until this very moment.&nbsp; She tilted her head sideways and either he didn't have the support of his people in going to war with the surface dwellers or he had a massive crush on Superman and was trying to get into Superman's good graces before asking the kryptonite out.&nbsp; She turned away, her bet was on the second option at this moment, and floated over to Icon.<br><br>"While those two are discussing things, we can look for clues," the brunette amazon frowned as she looked at the destruction visited on the oil rig.&nbsp; Between the fire and the damage caused by Aquaman's whirlpool, it was going to be hard to find anything at all.&nbsp; "I can talk to animals, why don't I go into the ocean and start looking for damage underwater while I see if any of the creatures below saw anything." She looked at Icon with a shrug, "It is a longshot, but worth the time.&nbsp; And another long shot is finding the center of the fire, the main explosion on the oil rig.&nbsp; Maybe you can discover something along those lines?"&nbsp; She hadn't worked with Icon before and wasn't sure what his sensory abilities were, but it was a hope he could find something to tell where the explosions started, even if it was just with deductive reasoning and Icon had displayed lots of intelligence during their recent interactions.<br><br>She waited for Icon's input into where to start the investigation and unless he had a better idea, she would dive down into the water, holding her breath as she inspected the pillars holding up the oil rig and the oil pipes while she tried to find an undersea animal that remembered far enough back to before the explosion.&nbsp; Surfacing occasionally to refill her lungs with air. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>07-12-2017, 17:18:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Wrath of the Sea</strong></span></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: A U.S Oil Rig in the Atlantic Ocean<br>Date/Time: 25 Oct 2017, 11:42PM<br>Tagging: Superman, Aquaman, Wonder Woman<br>Content: N/A<br><br><hr> <br>&nbsp;<br>Icon gazed upon the Amazonian; it was hard to keep his eyes from off of her.&nbsp; It was probably normal for her, but she was a teammate and he would respect her for that as well.&nbsp; She was truly smart, but his own anger at the Atlantean faded the further he was away from Aquaman.&nbsp; Icon wasn’t about to let his own ego at the affront get in the way, of doing his job.&nbsp; Perhaps he didn’t even mean it the way Augustus took it.&nbsp; This was nothing like what he had planned, but what did he have plan?&nbsp; Propping up an oil rig using energy to set it into place with energy or metal and yet here he was.&nbsp; It was just another day on the job to these people.&nbsp; To him it was new.&nbsp; He smiled with a thought he was doing what he was probably doing what he should have been doing for a while.<br><br>“I will investigate the fire ma’am.&nbsp; Try to find the source, I believe we have communicators.&nbsp; I will keep in contact and let you know what I find.&nbsp; If you need me, even though you probably won’t I will be available.”&nbsp; He said he was used to more action, this investigating in this group was new to him, and he was slightly out of practice as a detective.&nbsp; He was truly going to enjoy this new role in life.&nbsp; He flew towards the center of the fire upon the rig and tried to figure out what caused it and how it began.&nbsp; He focused his eyes throughout the Light Spectrum as well as UV / IR levels in hopes of finding something that would give him some indications towards the cause.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Backdraft</strong> on <strong>07-12-2017, 19:46:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3e/bf/a3/3ebfa3d0a6b84b11765aad83c2d496d4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 25, 2017 - 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13602880#msg13602880)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Batman took in the scene below with a thoughtful look. The warehouse wasn't lacking for cover, but there were plenty of wide open spaces for the relocation of cargo. Any stealth action taken down there would be living on borrowed time. Ideally, they could use the situation to get the jump on Slade, but Batman doubted the mercenary was completely oblivious to their presence. A distinct lack of rooftop guards could mean anything, but it was almost as if Deathstroke—or his employer—<em>wanted</em> them to see what was going on here.<br><br>It was doubtful that Deathstroke knew they were here <em>tonight</em>, but he was clearly expecting company at some point. If that were the case—and it likely <em>was</em>—then he'd be on alert for any kind of infiltration. Sneaking up on <em>him</em> was hardly an option. Not on his home turf, and definitely not while he was half-expecting it.<br><br>Batman's hand slipped into his utility belt and pulled out what looked a lot like a hot glue gun with a small canister screwed into the bottom. He didn't often pack more than a canister or two of explosive gel at a time, but proper usage of the stuff could make it last for weeks at a time. It could be detonated remotely, or set for proximity. The explosive force from just a few ounces of the expanding foam was enough to shatter brick walls; for his intended use, it was more than enough power.<br><br>After checking to make sure that none of the guards below happened to be looking up, Batman took the gun and sprayed a small amount onto the center of the skylight. By force of habit, he traced the outline of a bat before he remembered that Zatan was likely watching him. It probably seemed a bit egotistical, but it was far too late to take it back now, so he merely stepped back and said nothing as he set the gun back onto his belt. He pressed a button on his forearm, the outline of which began to glow a dull red. The explosives were primed.<br><br>With a nod, Batman walked away from the skylight. "No need to teleport," he said simply, pointing at the central air system mounted on the roof. "There'll be a maintenance entrance over there." Despite what he said, though, he walked right by it. "One that we won't be using. Too predictable for Wilson—he's likely trapped it. Sensors. Or worse."<br><br>Approaching the edge of the building was a bit of a risk with so many guards patrolling the ground, but Batman wasn't very concerned about them. Throughout his career as a crime-fighter, if there was only one rule that stayed true, it was that nobody <em>ever</em> looked overhead. Not even the pros. He had faith that this rule of thumb would stay true enough tonight—at the very least, for the two minutes it took he and Zatan to enter the building.<br><br>Batman slipped the batclaw free of his utility belt and latched it against the edge of the roof. He pulled it once, testing its grip, then nodded and turned back to Zatan. "Coming?"<br><br>With that, he let himself fall back, gripping the batclaw with both hands until he was standing sideways against the wall of the building. The sudden rush of gravity gave him a sense of momentary vertigo that he'd gotten accustomed to over the years, but never <em>used</em> to. It was like somebody was pulling on his shoulders, trying to drag him to the ground. Even after ten years, the sensation was a thrilling one. He'd be lying if he said he didn't find some kind of primal joy sneaking past security systems and guards.<br><br>Keeping himself as low to the wall as possible, Batman rappelled down to the window and settled his feet on the sill. He sank into the frame, pulling his cape in with him to minimize his silhouette from possible onlookers. Pressing his gloves into the window, he was only mildly surprised that it actually slid up. Most guards would never expect infiltration from this high up, but he'd still expected Deathstroke to have ordered the windows locked. It was a basic security measure, after all.<br><br>After making sure there were no sensors mounted on the inside, Batman slid through the window and dropped to a crouch. It looked like he'd found some sort of darkened office. Probably one belonging to some paper-pusher who hadn't considered security when he closed the window after a particularly hot day in the desert. He stepped aside to allow Zatan to slip through the window and looked around. There probably wouldn't be anything of immediate usage in the room, but it was certainly worth a cursory glance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>15-12-2017, 03:11:48</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017, 0300<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605226#msg13605226)<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>Zatan watched as Batman traced the image of a bat on the glass. To be a superhero one likely had some type of neurosis. Zatan nearly chuckled at the idea of a person so obsessed with bats they assumed the visage of one and incorporated symbols possibly subconsciously in his work. Everyone could use a little therapy Zatan knew – perhaps Batman just needed extra sessions.<br><br>The magic user followed the caped crusader down the wall and slipped into the room.<br><br>The room was a fairly nondescript office. There was a single desk with a computer and some file cabinets. Zatan carefully and quietly walked around, avoiding any movements near the window that might alert someone to their presence. <br><br>Zatan pointed to the desktop computer. He assumed Batman had some kind of device that could breakthrough any fire walls and pull information down that could be inspected later.<br><br>Simultaneously Zatan moved to the file cabinets. They were locked.<br><br>“Kcolnu eht selif.”<br><br>The file cabinet locks momentarily glowed blue and then released their hold. Zatan opened the first drawer and began to thumb through the documents.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-12-2017, 12:16:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br>While the two maneuvered about the rooftops and wall there was no sign anyone noticed them. The guards went about their business as did the workmen. Once inside the room it was clearly empty and fairly uninteresting. The documents Zatan obtained were similar to shipping documents of some description. They gave quantities of goods, large quantities, and sums of money as well as locations. But the goods actual name was replaced with 'Victor', the only clue being it was the Nato-Phonetic for V, or a reference to someone of that name. Or, thirdly, it could have been simply the term for the winner, or one who'd achieved victory. Which was certainly the least positive thing to know, if an organisation like this thought it had won. <br><br>Judging by the quantity of documents and the naming the organisation had been shipping almost exclusively a single thing and it was contained in those crates. And judging by the vast quantity of money they'd been paid for it it was highly valuable and unusual. There were no names on the documents, but there were locations. And right now it looked as though it may well be shipping worldwide. Perhaps other cabinets would contain information on the weapons and guns they clearly produced as well, but this seemed to be the source of being able to fund an operation of this scale and seriousness. <br><br>Outside the room every now and then the two guards could be heard shuffling around. Judging by views from outside the door to this little office lead directly into the larger room filled with crates. It was likely the office was used to fill out paperwork and information on newly arrived, or ready to be sent, crates of goods. Which may mean someone's soon to head in as two men were seen checking the crates over from above and whether they're arriving or departing they'd need writing in. Just as that occurred one of the men approached the office, placing his hand on the door handle and beginning to turn it to open the door. One way or another detection still remained a very bad option, but the two were now in a dead end small room with a guard coming in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>15-12-2017, 13:00:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Body Guard Duty</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>28th October 2017 - 7:45 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Bialya</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open</div><br><div align="center">(https://thumbnails.trvl-media.com/u46GmUpI2kR12Rj062qow-KwICM=/768x432/images.trvl-media.com/media/content/shared/images/travelguides/destination/1432/Havana-Cathedral-213224.jpg)</div><br>A small country just to the north of Saudi Arabia and Iran, Bialya has been in a state of conflict and dissent since it became independent in 1967. Just recently it had undergone a severe regime change, replacing the cruel Col. Rumaan Harjavti with the soon to be inaugurated President Rashid. However there are a good deal of dissenting factions and the old regime still holds power over a good deal of dangerous people within the nation. It is thought there is a great deal of money placed on the upcoming first President Rashid. The offer is broad enough that it's made tracks in the underbelly of society across the world and it seems inevitable that some of the most capable assassins and hit men intend to take the prize for themselves. The inauguration is to be held at the Cathedral in the capital city, and is to be held early evening by firelight and followed by a large scale party late into the night to celebrate freedom from a dictatorship. <br><br>The nation's security services have reached out to the Justice League, suspecting that superhuman assassins may attempt to take the money and risk destabilising a barely recovering nation once more. They lack any real superheroes of their own, and the ones they have could not contend with the larger world's hitmen. Members of the League have been offered roles as anything from direct bodyguards to remaining covert and watching the area. At this moment crowds are packing the streets of the city, culminating at the Cathedral itself. The soon to be leader was standing tall on a podium, wearing a kevlar jacket beneath his suit but otherwise poorly covered. The nearby buildings are packed with soldiers and special forces, and the league have been allowed to station themselves wherever they see fit. <br><br>Based on collaborative intelligence from the League and Bialya's services it seems that Deadshot and several lesser known names have taken the contract, as the largest name he was easiest to see coming. However his efficiency and underground nature means the way he arrives is almost impossible to predict. That and it's hard to say just how many others will be here for the vast amount of money. Based on Deadshot's recent activity it seems likely he's involved in the organisation aiding supervillains, and so he has a great deal of connections currently that could mean almost anyone might show up alongside him. If superheroes can barely survive grouped heroes then without the League's presence it would be inevitable that the President would be defenseless. As it is the League's guards have been thoroughly debriefed and allowed to select where they want to wait, with everyone hoping nothing would happen. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sebile</strong> on <strong>17-12-2017, 05:46:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/746DLPB.png)</div><br><br><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>NAME:</strong></span><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> Catwoman</span><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>LOCATION:</strong></span><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> Bialya (Streets)</span><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>DATE/TIME:</strong></span><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> 10/28/17 | 7:45 PM</span><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>TAGGING:</strong></span><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> ?</span><br><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>CONTENT:</strong></span><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"> G</span><br><hr><br><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Dressed in the dusk, absently wandering the streets, is she; the youthful gaiety of golds serenades her against the black niqab and flowing garments that ripple in her wake. Sylphlike limbs retain their lightweight sheathing, should the circumstance turn dire it was better to be prepared for the worst. Goggles normally adorning emerald eyes are hidden beneath the veil, kohl-lined eyne sweep over the denizen beneath the heavy lashes. All seemed normal but appearances are often deceiving. <br><br>Hushed footfalls guide her beneath sluiced sunlight, a gilded reverie, ebony cotton hides the smile upturning the edges of her lips.&nbsp; Catwoman, a Justice League member; she stubbornly fights the giggles threatening to spill as she summons dinner from the sable folds. Her nose scrunches, the unappealing prospect of a protein bar comes to light. No three-course meal, not even junk food worth gorging on. Perhaps it'd be better to starve or eat cardboard, it certainly held the benefit of monetary gain. Selina reconciles to shoving the food back into a pocket, trying to muster lukewarm positivity, any kindling of hope of a three-cheese cheeseburger later keeps her moving. <br><br>A leisurely stroll brings her to the developing crowd. Her heartbeat like a booming staccato behind its cage, uneasiness knows that there is an abundance of people here and that means potential victims; she could be one. The congregation draws her into the lazy river of bodies, laggardly she wades in the ebb and flow of life. Better to drift in the chaos than keep it at bay. At least, for now.&nbsp; </span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>17-12-2017, 20:26:41</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/9/9d/Black_Panther_Textless_Character_Poster_03.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20171201051947)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya - President Rashid's Personal Bodyguard<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/28 - 7:45pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leaguers, Present Rashid<br><strong>Content:</strong> Earning his pay</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br>When President to-be Rashid and his team requested aid from the League to help them deal with the very real and serious threat of potential metahuman retaliation against him, backed by loyalists to the previous regime...how could they say no? He was offered several members to add on to his security for the Inauguration. Shazam had chosen to be right by his side, taking over his his personal Bodyguard and head of security for the event. Between his street smarts, godly wisdom, and a keen eye, he felt it was the best spot for him.<br><br>&nbsp;Plus he was one of the members of the League whose face wasn't all that well known due to his costume, and no one had ever seen Billy Batson and Shazam close enough to even put the similarities together. So he had no problem slipping magicking himself up a suit to blend in. Since arriving in Bialya and briefing Rashid, Billy hadn't left his side, and play the part of a bodyguard very, very well. <br><br>Even now, as Rashid stood at the podium, he was subtly speaking into his comm, calling out for status reports from both the League and Rashid's people. "Everyone stay on your toes. This is a big day for Bialya, and the world. Let's make sure it's for all the right reasons; so heads on swivels people. Keep it classy and call out <em>anything</em> suspicious. No hesitations, and we'll get this done right." As per professional standards, Shazam stood about a foot back from Rashid, and slightly to his right. A good enough position to keep an eye on things, or get to him in a hurry if need be.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>27-12-2017, 02:55:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/square_small/8/80111/5701158-wally+west+%28the+flash%29+1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Flash (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13714069#msg13714069)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 28, 2017, 19:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings for gore or sensitive topics. Please don't post smut in this thread.)<br><hr><br>"Roger that.&nbsp; Charlie Delta... how does it go again?&nbsp; Maybe we should've established some code words or something," Wally replied back into his comm.&nbsp; The young speedster had chosen to remain in costume and among the crowd, as opposed to remaining concealed from sight.&nbsp; It was important to let the world know that there was still a Flash around, active and ready to protect them all.&nbsp; The costume was slightly different from Barry's, of course, but it was obvious that he was supposed to be the scarlet speedster.&nbsp; Fortunately, certain other members of the team were better equipped for detecting danger.<br><br>Instead of remaining near the president, the Flash was positioned in such a way that he could get to wherever he would be needed in an instant.&nbsp; Their primary objective was to protect the president to-be, sure, but that didn't mean he was going to ignore everyone else's safety.&nbsp; As Shazam had already told them, they were going to need to keep their eyes and ears open for any sign of trouble.&nbsp; Wally could only hope that the others had a better vantage point than he did.&nbsp; He was positioned to move efficiently, not see efficiently.<br><br>Flash then wondered, "Are we using our superhero names or new code names for covert stuff?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-01-2018, 13:08:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Body Guard Duty</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>28th October 2017 - 7:45 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Bialya</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shazam, Catwoman, Flash (CLOSED, PM if you want to join)</div><br><div align="center">(https://thumbnails.trvl-media.com/u46GmUpI2kR12Rj062qow-KwICM=/768x432/images.trvl-media.com/media/content/shared/images/travelguides/destination/1432/Havana-Cathedral-213224.jpg)</div><br>The first hint something was about to happen was a feint click around the courtyard. A small sound, but when picked up by the League trio's communicators J'onn immediately noticed that it was equally loud on all three at once. He was just about to warn them when it became clear what was happening. From the smallest areas, between the brickwork of the floor and beneath the stone archways, flooded a green-grey gas. It poured from tiny canisters at an incredible rate, flooding through the crowds nearly instantly. And then the entire environment changed. People panicked, screamed and fell over themselves running from both the gas and one another. The crowd was in total chaos immediately. To present resident of Gotham this gas was quickly recognisable. It did not burn, or hurt, but it invaded the mind. All who breathed it in were struggling with their nightmares made real as they tried in vain to run from this own fears. It bore the clear and distinctive traits of Scarecrow's unique gas, but there was no sign of it's creator. <br><br>The panic had hit mostly civilians with the armed guards being on the gas-free platform with the President to be and up on the rooftops out of the pathway. Shazam would be untouched but both Flash and Catwoman would likely be contending with some particularly unfriendly hallucinations, which can be resisted with difficulty but are always deeply troubling. <br><br>From a little way away one of the helicopters providing a perimeter moved up, stopping to hover over the crowd. It looked like they'd decided to provide an evacuation route for the President, should it be necessary. If not that then they were at least an option for fire support should any more direct conflict break out but for now gunfire was not going to help with a panicked crowd. J'onn came over the communications to give his directions as fast as possible. <strong>"Shazam, stick with President Rashid. This could be a cover for something else. Flash get to the gas emitters and break them, and make sure to keep focused. Don't start spiraling."</strong> He wasn't sure if Catwoman had met Scarecrow before but she was older than Flash, and more likely to already know how to fight the gas. <strong>"Catwoman, look for their next step. It's chaos but there's a lot of vantage points around. See if any guards or vehicles are suspicious."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>21-01-2018, 17:37:09</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/9/9d/Black_Panther_Textless_Character_Poster_03.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20171201051947)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya - President Rashid's Personal Bodyguard<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/28 - 7:45pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leaguers, President Rashid<br><strong>Content:</strong> Earning his pay</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Copy, or roger that is fine, Flash. We're not soldiers so we don't need to talk like them. We just need to keep our eyes out for trouble, because we know it's comin'. And we keep our code-names. It's easier that way. " Rashid began his speech, but didn't get more than a few words in when a click made Shazam's eyes crackle with electricity. It felt off. What "it" was he didn't know, but it was just wrong right now. And then the gas started seeping up from the ground.<br><br>&nbsp;As soon as Shazam saw it, he knew it was trouble, but the people beginning to riot almost immediately made the fact that the gas was there not as big a factor as the insane people it produced who were now potential dangers to themselves and others. "Both of you, make sure you don't breathe in that gas. It's probably some kind of fear toxin and I don't need you guys freaking out right now. Flash, where you can, use your speed to siphon the gas into the air.<br><br>&nbsp;It's too concentrated to disperse from too high up. Other than that, listen to J'onn and stay focused." After the quick talk with the team, he turned to President Rashid and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Mr. President, I need you to stay calm. We don't know who the attackers are or what they want, but don't worry, we'll keep you safe. Now please, follow me." He gestured backstage and gently pushed the man along, silently covering him in an invisible force field just for extra protection.<br><br>&nbsp;"Security team, keep it tight and watch all avenues of attack on our way to the safe room. Let's go." The rest of the security detail confirmed their orders, and as a unit, they all headed off the stage and toward a fortified room not too far from the speaking location. It was risky even moving Rashid, but staying here was even worse. He just hoped they moved quick enough to neutralize any issues.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>21-01-2018, 23:04:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/ce/Zatan.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zatan<br><strong>Location:</strong> Arizona, USA — "American AAE" weapons manufacturing plant<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 25, 2017, 0330<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> MM<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr><br>Zatan and Batman had been at it for several minutes – peering through files, navigating the computer, opening locked cases. So far nothing much of value had unveiled itself. Perhaps the office they randomly entered into was a low level human resources officer or staffer that didn’t have access to anything of interest.<br><br>Unfortunately, with Deathstroke in the picture the stakes raised significantly. The team had to find something that would help unlock the mysteries before them.<br><br>It was in the middle drawer of the third file cabinet where Zatan likely found a break. Inside was a nondescript metal box, big enough to hold paper if it was folded in half. He slowly shook the box in the drawer and it did have some contents. Something was clinking inside – perhaps a jump drive or key. <br><br>Zatan carefully lifted the box out of the file cabinet with this right hand. He placed it in his left and then hovered his right over it. He took in a slight breath and as he was about to release an incantation the knob of the door to the hallway began to turn. <br>&nbsp;<br>Zatan looked back at Batman whose gaze moved from the door know to Zatan. It only took a slight nod from the caped crusader for Zatan to change his spell. With this right hand he closed the file cabinet as Batman shut down the computer and picked up any trace of their existence. Likely it would be known that there were intruders as Zatan intended to take the locked box.<br><br>&nbsp;“Tropsnart su ot eht srats.”<br><br>Zatan spoke softly, but confidently. <br><br>Zatan and Batman’s forms vanished from the room. When his vision returned, Zatan saw stars – literally. His vision was foggy and obscured by black splotches. He fell to his knees and dropped the metal box. His left arm wrapped around his stomach and his right hand slammed over his mouth. Zatan forced himself to swallow repeatedly to keep from blowing chunks all over the watchtower floor.<br><br>Once he recovered, the sorcerer looked up at Martian Manhunter. “I think I overdid it.” Zatan continued to breath slowly, a trick taught by his father to regain his surroundings and replenish his equilibrium. He looked down at the box on the ground. “But we bring a gift.” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>24-01-2018, 14:40:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Arms and Espionage</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>25th October 2017 - 3:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>The Arizona Desert</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman and Zatan</div><br><div align="center">(http://ak7.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/4659407/thumb/1.jpg)(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vk2ir6UMOjY/TGqDPJtyZRI/AAAAAAAACLg/XjZEK1jWbac/s640/military+academy+in+kuwait+3.jpg)</div><br>When Deathstroke entered the room he was met with silence and nothingness. He investigated thoroughly, but it didn't appear that the sounds he was certain he had been hearing had any source or explanation. He left the room almost as fast as he'd entered, quickly directing his men to fully search and inventory the room. Inevitably they'd discover what was missing, but it could take a while at least. And he had no leads on who was responsible.<br><br>Meanwhile far up above on the Watchtower J'onn was surprised by the sudden arrival of Zatan. He stepped back but rapidly calmed himself as he recognized the two arrivals. He rushed over immediately, checking Zatan over for injuries but not being able to detect any he presumed the hardship was due to the strain of such a long distance teleportation. J'onn would've suggested he just use technology in future but he was fairly sure it would've been a split second decision. <br><br><strong>"At least you landed in the right place."</strong> J'onn smiled, trying to bring a positive spin to the situation as he looked over the box. Cautiously he opened it and began to rifle through the small amount of paperwork. It was clearly shipping information, detailing the transport of cargo across the world. From what he could tell it was a gas and a liquid, going to separate areas. Notably war-torn nations, those with dictatorships or military occupation seemed to be the main purchasers of whatever they were shipping. It was undeniably a weapon, but not the conventional kind that base should have been producing. <br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Scene End</strong></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>25-01-2018, 02:38:04</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/square_small/8/80111/5701158-wally+west+%28the+flash%29+1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Flash (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13714069#msg13714069)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 28, 2017, 19:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shazam, Catwoman, Flash, anyone else in the mission<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings for gore or sensitive topics. Please don't post smut in this thread.)<br><hr><br>"Huh?" Flash looked at the green-grey gas, not quite recognizing what it was at first.&nbsp; The civilians, however, clearly had some idea from the way they rushed to escape as quickly as possible.&nbsp; His first instinct was to rush in and spin his arms in order to create a vortex and blow back the gas before it could reach anyone.&nbsp; He had no idea what that gas was, but it looked dangerous enough that staying away from it seemed like a good idea.<br><br>That was when J'onn's voice came in, handing out instructions to each member of the team.&nbsp; He was instructed to break the gas emitters, but that meant running through the gas itself.&nbsp; From the sound of it, though, just touching the gas shouldn't be a problem.&nbsp; The problem was finding all those canisters through the thick gas and the panicking crowd.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, Wally held his breath before speeding through the gas-enveloped crowd.&nbsp; First, he had to clear away the gas.&nbsp; Not only would it get rid of the dangerous gas, but doing so would clear up his vision.&nbsp; Crackling with electricity, the speedster ran in circles, create small vortexes to lift the gas higher up into the air and make the canisters that much easier to find.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>25-01-2018, 05:38:23</strong>
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				&nbsp; <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: Bialya<br>Date/Time: 26 Oct 2017, 19:52PM<br>Tagging: Shazam, Catwoman, Flash, anyone else in the mission <br>Content: N/A<br><br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>Icon moved to find the gas emitters, as Flash move through the gas.&nbsp; He moved to close the containers, closing them.&nbsp; He moved to check and find out what the gas and the container was.&nbsp; He did his best to move quickly so he could remain an undercover.&nbsp; It was his place to not be seen as he did his best to stay behind the scenes and help out as much as possible.&nbsp; It was for them to add protection, he was going to do that without letting the would-be assassin to know he was there or at least how many members were there to help out.<br><br>He blew his breath towards the Flash but angled it to let the speedsters momentum carry the gas away.&nbsp; To allow it to disperse more efficiently and to keep his teammate from being too affected by the contents as well.&nbsp; Once that was gone hopefully he would move back to the shadows beneath his cloak, moving to blend in and keep those around him safe.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>27-01-2018, 15:46:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Body Guard Duty</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>28th October 2017 - 7:45 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Bialya</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shazam, Icon, Flash </div><br><div align="center">(https://thumbnails.trvl-media.com/u46GmUpI2kR12Rj062qow-KwICM=/768x432/images.trvl-media.com/media/content/shared/images/travelguides/destination/1432/Havana-Cathedral-213224.jpg)</div><br>The President wasted no time in following Shazam calmly and efficiently. While many politicians may have panicked in the same position Rashid had grown up in the war-torn nation of Bialya and experienced terror attacks around him since a young age. He'd expected this to happen today, and prepared himself and thoroughly paid attention to the security briefing. Luckily so far the gas wasn't close enough to really have much effect. <br><br>Meanwhile back in the crowd the fear gas was wreaking havoc. Despite the best attempts to clear it away the dispersal method was highly efficient and had almost immediately doused the entire crowd with the toxins, including Flash and Icon. The effect was as good as crippling on the civilians and soon had the majority collapsed on the floor or fleeing the area in a blind panic. What they were witnessing was impossible to tell, but it was well known that the gas was incredibly powerful. Strong enough to effect superhumans, certainly. After having been hit with it both Icon and Flash would begin to experience slightly blurred vision and mild hallucinations relatively soon, aspects of their life that scared them given physical form seemed to loom out of the crowd. It was nowhere near as bad as the effect on ordinary people but still disturbing and highly distracting. <br><br>Just a little ways out a single gunshot rang out loud over the screaming crowds, followed by a heavy whirring. A high calibre round had hit one of the helicopters, and instantly killed the pilot. As it was at the border it only took a few seconds to crash to earth, igniting in a catastrophic fireball which only served to further the panic of all the civilians. Around the two in the crowd they began to fight one another, each perceiving the others as monsters and demons it became a brawl. Fortunately the armed men were mostly above the gas and unaffected, but people would be hospitalised or killed soon if the fighting wasn't halted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>28-01-2018, 17:12:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>1st November 2017 - 2:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Military Ship Graveyard off the coast of Alaska</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman, Booster Gold, Open (PM if interested in Joining) </div><br><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0a/da/b9/0adab9cdb20e8f8014badb2da54a044e.jpg)(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/w9hGjyzNTAw/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br>Aquaman contacted the Justice League not long after his meeting with them at the oil rig. He'd been after Black Manta for years but not prioritised it fully, until Manta started striking surface dwellers. Considering it a matter of honor now that they had agreed to aid him in getting his message across he placed a good deal of Atlantean resources into tracking the aquatic terrorists operations. Soon enough he uncovered a ship graveyard in Alaska which regularly had small submersibles leaving it, despite the fact it should have been devoid of activity. On preliminary investigations he saw there was some activity with large cranes working and a few paramilitary soldiers, all very well armed, guarding it. Instinctively a part of him wanted to march in rapidly. But he considered the base a part of the surface dweller's domain. So he opened his mind to J'onn while resting on the coastline, requesting assistance in the operation. When they could gather Orin stood at the icy shore just a little way away from the base, out of sight. <br><br>Orin awaited their arrival patiently, standing on frozen solid ground with no shirt and minimal armour, unphased by the biting icy wind of the Gulf of Alaska. His hair blew in the wind, the cold wet strands sticking to his skin and the droplets in his beard beginning to freeze over a little, giving him a frosted and wild appearance. He'd never been one for professionalism but now more than ever he had the look of a wild man. Up above J'onn briefly informed him they were ready before activating the teleporters, sending the pair of heroines down to meet with him before approach. When they arrived Orin was a contrast to the manner he'd carried himself before. He had a smile on his face despite the harsh wind chill. Combat was his true calling, more so than kingship, and hunting after Manta was something he'd meant to do for a while. When the teleportation device activated he grinned, raising a palm to let his Trident leap to his hand, then stood tall and ready.<br><br><strong>"Welcome"</strong> His voice boomed effortlessly, a trait he'd picked up as a leader in his normal life. He nodded to the arrivals, respectful but overall considering this to be the borderline of both domains. He then turned to point the tip of his trident towards the shipyard, which was only a few hundred meters away. <strong>"Our quarry is past these rocks, within a large shipyard. It is well guarded, and well armed. I am certain the coward will have many plans for my arrival."</strong> He then turned to face the two again. <strong>"But not the two of you. He's not made an enemy of a surface dweller for some time."</strong> The way he said surface dweller was not meant to be insulting, it was more a term he used for lack of another. He knew well that Wonder Woman was an Amazonian, close to a human as his Atlanteans were close. But the other he knew little of the other woman in the armour. <strong>"We have surprise to our advantage. I suggest we pair it with great speed, overwhelming his paltry guards and giving him no chance to escape."</strong> While he was offering his plans and ideas, he was far from commanding. Had this been the ocean his attitude would be different, but unless Black Manta was in the sea Orin considered himself to be the guest, invited to work on the land. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>29-01-2018, 01:41:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/34b6/f/2011/197/9/1/booster_gold_wallpaper_by_jeremymallin-d3vi8im.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Booster Gold<br><strong>Location:</strong> Alaska (Brrr)/Watchtower<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> November 1, 0200 (and a little before)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wonder Woman/Aquaman (And anyone else)<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language, Shameless self promotion.&nbsp; (All Yellowish Text is Skeets) <br><br><em>(T-minus 30 minutes to teleportation, aboard the watchtower)</em><br><br>Booster stuck her tongue out slightly as she fiddled with Skeets' shell. The stupid thing was supposed to be twist and snap to replace it with one of his other casings, but what worked in theory didn't always work in practice. And her friend's wiggling and complaining wasn't helping either. <br><br>"Miss Gold you know I don't like this shell! The other bots make fun of me with it! It's also very itchy and uncomfortable!" Skeets' squirmed a bit more, trying to hover away in his new white shell, even as Booster tugged him back, and hunched over, trying to force the connections into place. <br><br>"Yeah well..this is your most durable shell lil buddy..stop it!..and where we're going I want to make sure you're water tight. And the other bots won't be invented for a few hundred years so I think you're going to be fine..." Booster grunted a little as she snapped the connections into place finally, the memory metal sealing itself up the small seam. <br><br>"You ARE going to change me back into my normal casing after this Miss Gold?" Booster gave her little robot pal a thumbs up, even as she wiggles her goggles up before heading to the teleportation room, her robot friend grumbling and floating behind her. <br><br><hr><br>Booster gave a little murp as she felt the teleportation field wash away from her and Skeets. Skeets, as usual was unaffected, but she felt her tummy churning just a little bit. Almost immediatly she was hit with a wave of cold that bit her to the very core. <br><br>"Gah! High beam territory here! Skeets!" She turned over her shoulder, barely paying attention to much going on around her even as she cranked up her force field belt. It created it's own atmosphere, a a comfortable 72, making her shiver a little more before she finally started to warm up. "The last time we were in Alaska it was like..80!" <br><br>"The last time you were in Alaska it was nearly 400 years from now..my history files indicate that in 2093 there was.." Booster waved her hands at Skeets and gave a sigh.<br><br>"Right right..things are different and it's hella cold out. I get it. Remind me to find a thermal costume sometime. Hey new action figure! Arctic Mission Boooooooohello..." Booster tilted her goggles down as she glanced over at the shirtless one. She knew who he was of course,&nbsp; she'd read...skimmed..the briefing. "So you're the king of Ablantis? I mean Atlantis? I mean...I didn't think situps would do much underwater...or is this a crossfit thing..?"<br><br>Booster sniffed a little, and looked over at the shipyard and scanned it. Lots of thermals, and Skeets was already doing a 3D map in the air for them all to look at. Frowning a little bit she looked over at Wonder Woman "I mean..it's just a guy in a scuba tank right? How hard can it be...?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>01-02-2018, 06:10:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting the Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1 Nov, 2017, 0200<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Booster Gold, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Once Diana got the notice from J'onn, the first thing she did was to check public records to see what she could learn of the base, making sure that it indeed should be empty, which the records show it should be.&nbsp; She also pulled up the files Justice League had on the Black Manta and quickly read through the information again.&nbsp; She had checked up on Black Manta after her first meeting with Aquaman, information was important.&nbsp; Finishing her quick research, she summoned her outfit, shield and sword to herself, walking with purpose to J'onn. "J'onn, is there anyway you can check to make sure the US government isn't using that base for some clandestine operation?&nbsp; But it has to be done quietly, in case the people there have a mole watching for anyone making official inquiries?"&nbsp; She asked the green skinned man, determination across her face as she considered all options.&nbsp; "I will go ahead and get down there.&nbsp; We will consider how we want to hit the base, while waiting for word from you.&nbsp; If we see any indications they are making a run for it, we will attack immediately."&nbsp; She informed J'onn of her preliminary plan of action.<br><br>She nodded at J'onn as she stepped forward into the transporter and as the energy washed over her, the queasy feeling settling into her stomach, but keeping her face set to not show that it bothered her as she appeared in the cold of Alaska.&nbsp; She turned, looking around herself to orient and find her teammates.&nbsp; "Greetings Aquaman," she nodded at the King of Atlantis with respect in her posture and tone.&nbsp; They had had several communications about things he should prepare for his meeting with the United Nations.&nbsp; She smiled at Booster Gold, "Hello Booster and Skeets, ready for your first mission as a Justice Leaguer? And he doesn't just have a scuba tank, but an armored suit designed for combat."<br><br>She looked back at Aquaman, "I asked J'onn to double check, quietly, with people we know in the US military to make sure they aren't using this base for clandestine operations."&nbsp; She looked back and forth between Booster Gold and Aquaman as she got down to business, "Let's get into position to attack," she looked over at Aquaman, "Aquaman, if you would cover the sea approach, Booster and me will cover the land approaches."&nbsp; &nbsp; She looked back and forth between her teammates, "We need to move quickly into position incase they catch wind of J'onn's investigation.&nbsp; If they start running, we know they aren't supposed to be here."&nbsp; She turned back to Booster, "Booster, focus on attacking people at range, I will lead our assault on the ground, taking the brunt of their attack."&nbsp; <br><br>Booster Gold was still new to the Justice League, so Wonder Woman was still unsure of exactly how much damage Booster could absorb, but the woman definitely had ranged attacks with her blasters and she was a good shot from what she had seen in training and studying videos of her fighting criminals.&nbsp; She prepared her shield as she paused for thought, "Aquaman, have you learned anything new since you first contacted J'onn.&nbsp; Booster, have you been able to learn anything with your tech?"&nbsp; She asked the two, if they had new information, it would enable them to refine the very basic plan she had come up with so far.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>01-02-2018, 16:12:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>1st November 2017 - 2:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Military Ship Graveyard off the coast of Alaska</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman, Booster Gold, Open (PM if interested in Joining) </div><br><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0a/da/b9/0adab9cdb20e8f8014badb2da54a044e.jpg)(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/w9hGjyzNTAw/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br>At Wonder Woman's urging J'onn fully checked over the records and available information on the base before them. So far as he could tell it was somewhat concealed as it contained military hardware but a long way from active. There was certainly no reason he could assess why it would be so incredibly heavily guarded. <strong>"Whatever may be happening in there is off any kind of records. Unless there's closed doors I don't know about, it's nothing to do with the Government. I think Orin is right."</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Aquaman looked over Booster with a sense of uncertainty. She wasn't quite what he'd expected, but he knew little of technology and hers seemed in advance of humans. He didn't react to her mispronouncing of Atlantis, but he didn't look particularly happy about it either or seem to find any amusement in it. When she questioned how he was strong he shook his head at her suggestions. <br><br><strong>"The product of a warrior's life"</strong> He replied, his voice powerful but noticeably rough. It was true, too. He did no working out, but constantly trained for battles. Since his Kingship he'd fought a long war, and slayed many monsters and many foes of Atlantis. He thought perhaps Wonder Woman understood this. On her arrival he'd returned a slight nod of respect, very different to their first interaction.<br><br><strong>"Yes, not a scuba tank. His armour is very strong. And he is vicious. Given any opportunity he will try to kill. I will take to the seas, and see that he cannot escape into them. J'onn's investigations do not seem to know more. I am certain this is where Manta resides. And no Government would support his evil."</strong> It was a slightly unusual compliment, but at least implied he had some faith in the morality of human Government, if not a lot. He wandered towards the shore as he talked, almost casually walking waist deep into the freezing water with his only reaction being a slight smile. He was always happier in water, but he remained within earshot to hear the last of the plan. For his part he was happy to follow the other two, dealing with anyone on the shoreside or anything concealed in the water before joining them on land. <strong>"I am ready when you two are."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>04-02-2018, 02:34:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JWcmTd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Booster Gold<br><strong>Location:</strong> Alaska (chilly!)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> November 1, 0200<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wonder Woman/Aquaman (And anyone else)<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language&nbsp; (All Yellowish Text is Skeets) <br><br>Booster pondered for a little as they talked. Talked as she rolled Skeets around in her hands for a little bit as she smiled a little bit. Goons, a confined space, waterbased villains. She wondered if she could ride a giant sea horse after this, maybe Aquaman could hook her up there. Biting her lower lip for a moment, she activated the thermal sensors on her goggles, scanning the shipyard even as she peeked through the rocks. Tapping her fingers on the squirmy little bot, before glancing down "Skeets..remember that time with the Rainbow Raider...I'm thinking what we did there..but bigger...can your powercells handle that tough guy?" <br><br>"Of course Miss Gold, though it may compromise some of of my other systems such as sensors, early war..." <br><br>"It's ok Skeets, I know you'll do your best...but make it something...well..make it us. See if you can hack into the shipyards speakers too..give it some oomph" Turning, she smiled and tapped her wrist blasters together at the other two, "Guys...I have an idea..trust me"<br><br><hr><br>The best thing about Skeets current shell was that it was white, which meant he blended quite well. The little museum drone hovered into position unnoticed, before he vibrated slightly, the robotic equivalent of giving a grunt of effort. Larger then life and twice as nice, projected and played before the group of biological water terrorists was a live recording from Toronto, 1990 during the Magic Summer Tour, &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Jonathan Knight, Jordan Knight, Joey McIntyre, Donnie Wahlberg, and Danny Wood suddenly crooning out that they'll be loving those villains forever. The speakers around the shipyard belting out the slightly off key tunes as the group danced in mid air. Skeets had gone to extra effort with this one, making sure they were fully formed, barely translucent at all. The noise was atrocious, and for several long confusing seconds almost every eye would be on the sky. <br><br>"Ah Skeets..you always did like Classical Music," Booster smiled and swooped in as quickly as her flight ring would allow, landing on the far side of the ship yard, intent on working her way up towards the other heroes. Her blaster set to heavy stun, she let her first goon have it right in the face, sending him down like a sack of potatoes. His squadmate barely had time to react as she landed, did a twisting somersault front kick that would put Bruce Lee to shame, thanks to the flight ring mostly. Her natural athleticism aside, she did put a little extra into the kick, sending him sprawling into the metal wall. Giving a little kung fu pose for a moment, before remembering her camcorder was otherwise occupied at the moment, she smiled. Punching goons was always fun. Peeking around the corner she spied another set. She still hadn't been spotted yet, and hoped the others were having just as much luck. Her wrist bands crackled as she readied herself again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>06-02-2018, 16:12:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/9/9d/Black_Panther_Textless_Character_Poster_03.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20171201051947)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya - President Rashid's Personal Bodyguard<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/28 - 7:45pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leaguers, President Rashid<br><strong>Content:</strong> Earning his pay</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Between Flash and Icon, he was content with his team. They were both skilled, and eager to impress, just like him. They'd do great, even under the stress of a surprise gas attack. He couldn't worry about them too much though, as his primary concern was Rashid. Bialya needed a strong leader like him, and if he were to be killed in such a fashion, the country would never recover. He heard, then watched the helicopter get taken down, and grimaced when it blew sky high. <br><br>The gas had already been dispersed between the other two heroes, but now the chopper freaking the people out was a problem. "One of you put out the fire. It's ramping up their responses to the fear toxin, making them freak out even more. The other, if you can, knock out as many of the people as you can. We can't get the toxin out of their bodies right now, and the alternative is watching them tear each other apart. I'd rather they wake up with concussions and bruises than this turn into a bloodbath. <br><br>And both of you keep your eyes out. I don't care how ramped up on toxin you are, no one here should be a good enough shot to snipe a helicopter pilot perfectly from the ground." It was hard to manage two teams at once, but he was pretty okay in the wisdom and tactics department, so he could manage. ]"Sir, we've prepared a reinforced bunker nearby. Once we can get you to it, you'll be safe while we sort this thing out. Follow me. The rest of you, keep a tight formation. No one gets a clear line of sight on our boy, understood?!" With Rashid in the center, his security team scrambled away, toward the bunker hidden in plain sight just a few blocks away. Now they only had to get there.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>06-02-2018, 23:10:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting the Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1st Nov 2017, 02:00 am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Booster Gold, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman had moved up close to where the men were unloading the truck as she waits for the promised diversion by Booster Gold.&nbsp; She scans the soldiers, cataloguing their weapons and equipment.&nbsp; And as the music suddenly blasts across the landscape, the brunette's eyebrows rise in surprise and as soon as all the soldiers are looking the opposite way, Diana surges up into the air about 30 feet and then dives down on the truck with all the supplies in it.&nbsp; She slams into the truck hard, shattering it into pieces in a mini-explosion, sending parts of the truck flying all around as well as the boxes that had been in it.&nbsp; The soldiers are scattered as they dive to avoid getting hit with pieces of shrapnel and boxes, several soldiers not fast enough as they are taken out by the flying pieces.&nbsp; "Surrrender!!&nbsp; Woman Wonder orders them as she stands up from the wreckage as she glares at the soldiers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>14-02-2018, 15:45:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>1st November 2017 - 2:00 AM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Military Ship Graveyard off the coast of Alaska</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wonder Woman, Booster Gold, Closed </div><br><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0a/da/b9/0adab9cdb20e8f8014badb2da54a044e.jpg)(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/w9hGjyzNTAw/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br>Skeets's spectacular audiovisual display turned the base from a stoic military operation to absolute chaos in a few short seconds. Barely after it started the alarms all tripped, sending flashing red lights and blaring sirens off. Unfortunately for the security measures in this case they were more drowned out by the sheer noise of the situation, causing many of the guards to wander aimlessly and try to investigate the hologram rather than the heroes in their midst. The base's size meant it was hard to tell what was happening from other parts, so most just headed to the display as it was the center of the havoc. <br><br>Those soldiers being actively engaged responded surprisingly well given the situation, locking and loading their rifles immediately and opening fire the second they had an opportunity. There was no debate or threats, only aiming straight for the kill the moment the opportunity was presented. The men booster struck were fairly easily dashed aside, but there was a huge supply of grunts in this place and the nearest started to unload round after round at her. <br><br>Meanwhile Wonder Woman managed to dash aside a good deal of soldiers in the explosion but also draw quite a lot of attention on herself, with a good deal of high powered rifles trained on her there would be a lot of rounds to deflect or dodge. Her command to surrender had no effect at all, although it was heavily drowned out by the hologram it was pretty clear that these men had no intentions of surrendering. If anything it was very quickly becoming clear these were no amateur thugs, but highly trained and professional killers. Just like the men who hit Metropolis they were disciplined and surprisingly skilled marksmen as well as being very well armed.<br><br>Meanwhile beneath the water Orin shot under the docks, spearing the nearest Submarine with his trident. Just to add to the chaos above the entire dockside of the base shook, rumbling as the sub was torn asunder and began to crash down into the seabed. The result was a wave that burst the edge of the docks, strong enough to knock a good deal of the confused combatants aside. In just moments the next target, this time an old warship, buckled at the center and groaned as the sound of hundreds of tons of steel being torn apart joined the explosions, gunfire and hologram. Overall the scene was a picture of insanity, with the men feeling surrounded despite the fact they appeared to only be being assailed by two heroes the entire base was falling apart already. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>17-02-2018, 05:16:40</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/square_small/8/80111/5701158-wally+west+%28the+flash%29+1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Flash (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13714069#msg13714069)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bialya<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 28, 2017, 19:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shazam, Catwoman, Flash, anyone else in the mission<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings for gore or sensitive topics. Please don't post smut in this thread.)<br><hr><br>Wally ran.<br><br>He ran as fast as his legs could carry him.<br><br>The vortex that his speed created seemed to be working.&nbsp; The air swirled and whirled as the young speedster attempted to capture and get rid of the scarecrow's gas.&nbsp; He noticed that Icon was helping, attempting to close the containers before it was too late.&nbsp; The speedster continued running, accelerating with each second that passed.&nbsp; Faster... he had to go even faster.&nbsp; He had a job to do and...<br><br>"Huh?"<br><br>Wait... what was going on?<br><br>The Flash skidded to a stop.&nbsp; He glanced up at the vortex he had created, noticing that it... wasn't moving anymore.&nbsp; It was still there, the green gas captured within, but... it wasn't moving.<br><br>Eyes widened, he looked out into the crowd.&nbsp; The other people there... they were frozen in place.&nbsp; Almost like mannequins.&nbsp; Looking over toward Icon, he noticed that the other superhero was in the middle of slipping back into the shadows.&nbsp; The others... they were all frozen in place.<br><br>Plates and glasses that were knocked over... floating in the air.&nbsp; Someone had tripped and was in mid-fall.&nbsp; A bullet hung in the air.&nbsp; It appeared to be headed upwards.&nbsp; Realizing that his own perception of time had sped up to the point where everything seemed frozen in time, Wally attempted to slow it back down again.&nbsp; Back to normal... back to normal time...<br><br>... it wasn't working.<br><br>What was going on?<br><br>"No.&nbsp; Nonononono..." Wally gasped as panic started creeping into his mind.&nbsp; He blitzed from one place to another, looking around, trying to find a way out of his predicament.&nbsp; Had he really gone so fast that he was no longer able to get back to normal?<br><br>Was this going to be the rest of his life?&nbsp; Trapped and frozen within a fraction of time?<br><br>It couldn't be... could it?<br><br>"Someone!&nbsp; Anyone!&nbsp; Is there anyone out there?!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>18-02-2018, 21:16:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JWcmTd2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Booster Gold<br><strong>Location:</strong> Alaska (chilly!)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> November 1, 0200<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wonder Woman/Aquaman (And anyone else)<br><strong>Content:</strong> Mild Language&nbsp; (All Yellowish Text is Skeets) <br><br>Booster gave a little smirk, putting her hands on her hips as she struck a heroic pose, before remembering Skeets was otherwise occupied. The two thugs lay at her feet even as havoc started to reign down all around them, feeling the bullets smack into her back. Feel might be the wrong word though, as her goggles feed her the data in terms of numbers and texts, of which she barely understood half of. Usually Skeets was there to sum things up for her, but that wasn't the case at the moment. Her little buddy was busy, the comm's offline thanks to the massive power draw the hologram took from him. <br><br>The bullets continued to ping against her force belt, the little battery icon dipped a little bit with each smack of lead against shield. the one thug becoming two, becoming three, before she got sick of it and barrelled her way into the group. Grunting as they tackled against her through sheer mass, pushing her to the ground "Unf! Jeez fella's, buy a girl a drink first...!" her suit's nano servos flexed, and the one on her leg smacked back against the safety railing, before she stood up, giggling as she grabbed the other two by their necks and smushed them together, hard. <br><br>She let them drop, before she triggered her flight ring and swooped up into the air to get a better lay of the land, occasionaly firing a pot shot at someone who did the same at her, her blasters set to heavy stun. A few more thugs here and there fell, even as she swooped about this way and that, zooming in with her goggles "I think I see someone who looks different...Imma check it out!" she comm'd to the others, even if Skeets couldn't hear it. Humming "one of these things.." to herself, she dipped dodged and dived her way to the odd looking figure. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Missions (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>19-02-2018, 23:26:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Hunting the Black Manta</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zfuhTz3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Wonder Woman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13605769#msg13605769)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Over the Atlantic Ocean<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 1st Nov 2017, 02:00 am<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Booster Gold, Aquaman<br><strong>Content:</strong> (Warnings.)<br><hr><br>Wonder Woman kept her shield moving around, catching bullets on it as she used her other arm and the bracer on it to deflect bullets coming from the other side as she surged across the battlefield using her speed to make herself harder to hit as she was flying around in a flyby attack pattern.&nbsp; The brunette woman crisscrossed the battlefield, keeping her movements more random to make it harder to anticipate her movements, but always moving to take out heavy weapons first.&nbsp; <br><br>As she flew into the middle of a large group of mercenaries, she slammed her bracers together, sending a large concussive force outward from her, "Be careful Booster.&nbsp; I will keep these troops focused on me as much as possible.&nbsp; Call if you find Black Manta.&nbsp; He will probably be running towards the water."&nbsp; She responded over their Justice League frequency.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>19-02-2018, 23:57:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatleft">(http://www.hoodedutilitarian.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/3998727-638504-22.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Icon (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885. msg13615562#msg13615562)<br>Location: Bialya<br>Date/Time: 26 Oct 2017, 19:52PM<br>Tagging: Shazam, Catwoman, Flash, anyone else in the mission <br>Content: N/A<br><br><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br>Icon was not expecting this, he was doing what he could to save those around them.&nbsp; He moved to channel the smoke towards the Flash to help with dispersal.&nbsp; At no point did he think the gas was such a particulate that it would affect him.&nbsp; He wouldn't make the mistake again.&nbsp; <br><br>1963 - Arkansas - Augustus was walking with Sabrina who was a light skinned woman, but she was light enough that in the middle of the night she looked white.&nbsp; This small crowd of men had come out of the forest surrounding them.&nbsp; He had done his best to keep her from them, but they only saw the darkie with the white woman.&nbsp; The attack was swift it wasn't skilled at all.&nbsp; Being dressed in his shirt and jeans not in his military uniform that he had gotten out of a few hours before.&nbsp; The swung sticks, bats, chains, he moved to defend himself and make them hurt each other more than him.&nbsp; It was when one had reached to grab her, that he lost it.&nbsp; He moved even faster to defend her, the cracks of bone and skulls increased, but then one more crack came and his date felt the brunt of the attack more than before.&nbsp; The shot was wild and far more accurate than even he wanted to believe.&nbsp; He had done his best to think that the woman he came back to be with, to marry was now lying dead in his arms.&nbsp; Shot through the heart, each of the men felt that but he only held her, tears streaming from his eyes as he held the woman of his life...this life in his arms.<br><br>Present day - Bialya<br><br>Augustus was holding the ghost of his dead lover in his arms, the fear he was experience was failure.&nbsp; He was reliving one of the many failures of his life now and the man was nothing short of immobile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - The World (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>20-02-2018, 12:49:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Body Guard Duty</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>28th October 2017 - 7:45 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Bialya</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shazam, Icon, Flash </div><div align="center"><strong>Warning:</strong> Gunshots, Mild horror elements in nightmares</div><br><div align="center">(https://thumbnails.trvl-media.com/u46GmUpI2kR12Rj062qow-KwICM=/768x432/images.trvl-media.com/media/content/shared/images/travelguides/destination/1432/Havana-Cathedral-213224.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Reality</strong></span></div><br>The security team kept a tight formation around Rashid and Shazam. They were on the lookout and luckily unaffected by the gas as they'd not been in the crowd for the main dispersal. Up ahead the bunker eventually came into sight and the team had barely rounded a corner when a first shot rang out. To Shazam it was slow, but not slow enough. Some kind of advanced weapon fired an unusually shaped high caliber round between the eyes of the security officer at the head of the team. The round came from up ahead, close to where the helicopter was downed. Unfortunately the mass of urban landscape meant there were dozens of windows to choose from, and going to investigate would mean leaving the President to be with no-one close to fast enough to intercept the rounds. <br><br>One guard was already down and the others had their weapons drawn, but no realistic means of defense against this attack. They could easily all huddle into a side alley, presumably removing the shooter's vision but at the same time halting their progress to the bunker. It could leave Shazam an opportunity to investigate, but would mean Rashid was alone in a small alley with only ordinary humans as protection. The security team looked to Shazam for guidance, none of them having experience with this kind of superhuman conflict. Just as they were heading to take cover a second shot rang out. This one passed by Shazam's eyes, but again while it was quick enough to register it was too fast to catch or dive in front of, slamming into the shoulder of another guard. The round itself was intricately carved and almost looked hand made. He screamed and was hurled backwards, the upper portion of his shoulder torn apart in a severe flesh wound. At least he was alive, but now he needed assistance while Rashid still needed proper cover. <br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Flash's Nightmare</strong></span></div><br><div align="center">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/e8af/f/2015/109/5/9/untitled_drawing_by_roodoki-d8qcyom.png)</div><br>For Flash, everything was stationary for a while. Enough time to begin a panic before a darkness seeped through the landscape. The evening lights of Bialya faded to nothing until he was alone in pitch, utter dark. Moving and reaching out would prove the structures were still present, but without a single light source the speedster was effectively blinded. Any effort to run would now create a huge risk, considering that even if he wasn't able to see the real world properly it didn't mean he wasn't necessarily running into any civilians who had really moved. Eventually from the shadows came two scarlet lights. They loomed up in the sky, hundreds of feet above Flash staring down at him. They almost projected their light, forming a spotlight effect on him. There was the distinct sensation there was something behind those eyes. An evil, twisted monstrosity intending to toy with the fear toxin addled superhero. <strong>"I'm here Wally..."</strong> Came a cold, cackling voice from up above in the darkness. <br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Icon's Nightmare</strong></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://hdwallpaperdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/dark-forest-hd-wallpaper-1920x1080.jpg)</div><br>As Icon lay with the woman in his arms he would sense his surroundings being pulled away. The men vanished into darkness and the forest stretched and twisted, the trees towering up above them creating a dark, nightmarish image around them. Of course he would be far too focused to appreciate that, until an invisible force yanked the lifeless body from his grasp. Unlike his memory this time his own mind was torturing him. The body landed at the floor and then as if snatched up by some invisible predator it was hauled back away into the shadows. It lead deeper into this vast dark forest, where the light was non existent but it seemed like she stopped just at the edge of his vision. She was just about to vanish when the body seemed to sit up, staring at him. Her eyes were fixed on his as the gunshot wound pumped out blood over her clothing. The second he made any attempt to approach she would be dragged away further, but always keep staring back at him with lifeless eyes.
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