Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-10-2017, 13:48:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</span></span></strong></div><br><div align="center">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YR_hAnorR-8/TJ0jTamO6PI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Ik9j4Edst1s/s1600/Metropolis_final_web.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. Metropolis is one of the largest and best-known cities in the United States. The nickname 'City of Tomorrow' is owed to Metropolis's unrivalled contributions to science over the last several decades. It is home to many of the greatest minds in America both when it comes to business and science. It is also well known as the adopted home of Superman, the most famed superhero alive. The city's other most famous resident is likely the billionaire philanthropist, Lex Luthor, who's vastly successful business is housed in LexCorp tower at the center of Metropolis. The city itself is wealthy and modernised, more than able to backup it's claim to being the city of tomorrow. Ever since Lex began taking his drive to improve the city the crime numbers and number of homeless citizens is the lowest in the country. Some are saying he ought to run for mayor but he often says he wants to keep to his business and help people that way. Lex has been quoted saying that he believes it his a symbiotic relationship between himself and Superman that keeps the city so low on regular crime and supervillainy, explaining that while Superman arrests those who do commit crimes Lex houses and employs the poor unfortunate who may go on to commit crime.&nbsp; &nbsp;<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 - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>19-10-2017, 14:40:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>It'd been an average day in Metropolis, turned in one fell swoop into a nightmare the likes of which hadn't been seen for years. It seemed as though they came from everywhere at once, the armoured men with their military jeeps. There were at least twenty jeeps and they fanned out through the city streets, using mounted machine guns to target anyone and everyone. It wasn't long before the city was in a huge state of panic with people doing their best to flee or get inside while local law enforcement did their best to stop the carnage. Unfortunately the attackers were incredibly well armed with military gear and it was hard to do more than distract them. In less than a minute it was a travesty Metropolis would remember for years, and the worst was yet to come. <br><br>Near the center of the city a robot landed like a bolt from the sky, leading some to initially believe Superman had arrived. When the dust cleared however what they saw was an unnerving parody of a human skeleton constructed of whirring gears and metal. When law enforcement opened fire their gunshots pattered uselessly against the metal, while the robot began to fight back. It moved like lightning and had no difficulties dispatching the officers, seemingly guarding the rampaging paramilitary attackers below from anyone attempting to halt their attack. Metropolis has done it's best to send out alerts to everyone they can find, seeking heroes to stop this nightmare. <br><br>The gunshots are ringing through the streets still, although fortunately much of the crowds have managed to flee into buildings and the armoured attackers don't appear willing to leave their vehicles to attack the buildings. Questions are already being asked as to how a force like this exists, or made it so far into the city, but the priority is really on stopping the disaster before it becomes even worse. Nearby the U.S Military is scrambling to respond having sent jets to monitor and possibly assault the robot, military ground personnel from the nearest base are en route to aid the police and halfway across America Captain Atom has taken to the sky to intervene personally. The people are running, hiding and doing whatever they can to survive while many pray that the newly formed Justice League may be able to save them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>20-10-2017, 20:39:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> Superman sets a plan, but it backfires under mysterious circumstances.<br><hr><br>J’onn warped him and a team to Metropolis. As soon as the white light energy faded from his form, Superman gazed sternly upon the city, listening to the screams of distressed citizens, gunfire, and pure chaos. The frown on his face hardened. They didn’t have much time to spare. Immediately, Superman looked to Shazam and flew over to him.<br><br>“Shazam, help me get Metal Head out of the city. I’ll uppercut him into the air, you follow it up.”<br><br>Superman looked to Shazam, holding up his fist. “Ready? 3; 2; 1; Go!”<br><br>The Man of Steel lunged forward with his arms outstretched into tight fists. The city around him blurred as he arched high into the air, his red cape flagging wildly behind him. He then dove downwards in a sweeping loop that would give him momentum for the uppercut. Superman retracted his fists, his right arm rising as he flew shoulder-first toward Metallo like a charging linemen. As soon as Superman got within five-feet of the metal man, a wave of weakness washed over his body like the flu virus did a human being. His strong and confident stance faltered as he crashed into Metallo. The momentum of his flight threw the Kryptonian into a flip over the villain’s shoulder. Somersaulting like a ragdoll through the air, Superman landed several feet behind him face down in the street.<br><br>Kal’s red cape was draped over his head in the haphazard heap he had landed in. He was down for a moment, groaning over the muscle lethargy and terminal exhaustion that racked his body. It was nothing like he had ever felt. The weakness gradually started to leave him, allowing him to slowly push off the ground and sit back on his knees.<br><br><em>What happened to me?</em> he thought. A hand went to his face as he felt a brief wave of nausea that quickly went away as his red cape spilled like liquid down his back and allowed his body to drink from the sun’s solar nectar. His mind had temporarily went blank as he took in the city around him.<br><br><em>Pew, pew, pew!</em><br><br>A line of rounds shattered against his back from a turret, reminding Superman where he was. His team was probably worried. He rose to his feet, a hand going to the communication bud in his ear.<br><br>“I don’t know what happened…” he began. The turret continued to hammer rounds against his back. The roar of a vehicle accelerating was heard behind him and he turned in time to watch a black jeep, eager to ram him from behind fold against his body as though the passengers had struck a telephone pole. Metal groaned, bent, warped and folded around the Man of Steel like a sandwich. Glass, smoke, and a small explosion of an electrical fire rained and blasted passed him. The driver’s head was punched by an airbag and the man on the turret was thrown into the air. “I think he has some sort of a special field around him. I suddenly felt weak as soon as I got close to him…”<br><br>Superman vanished in a blur that stretched several feet behind him. His hand reached out and snagged the turret user by the back of his body armor, saving him from a nasty fall. The militant’s feet were dangling in the air as he frantically glanced about through shocked eyes. He hadn’t died! He looked back and saw that he was being held aloft by Superman and mentally cursed, <em>Fuck!</em><br><br>Grasping the pistol holstered at his hip, he aimed it at Superman’s forehead who quickly grabbed the gun and crushed it as though it were made of clay.<br><br>“Everyone be careful. I’ll handle the cleanup. Maybe you guys can&nbsp; figure out Metal Head’s secret.”<br><br>Superman brought his index finger and thumb together against the militant’s chin and the powerful flick snapped the man’s head back, sending him into unconsciousness. Superman glanced over at the jeep, sweeping the vehicle with his X-Ray Vision as he checked to make sure every passenger was incapacitated. Floating over to it, he dropped the unconscious militant on the ground in front of the smashed vehicle before he shot like a rocket into the sky to go tackle some more goons.
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				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>22-10-2017, 03:46:42</strong>
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				<br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Billy was in his room, fingers curled around his Xbox controller and rapidly dancing across the buttons and analog sticks. He was absolutely running the lobby in the new Call of Duty, and currently had a 32-0 killstreak going. "Awwwww yeah boi. He is on fire today!" His teammates were either cheering him on, or groaning about him not leaving kills for anyone else. And with every kill, he heard his victim rage for a few seconds. It was glorious. Right up until the alarm on his comm went off. That right there meant he could kiss his amazing match goodbye. He wanted to say five more minutes, but he wasn't that guy. So he saved a replay of the match, then stood up and shouted "SHAZAM"! <br><br>Lightning fell from the depths of space, a bolt with no storm to seemingly guide it, where it hit Billy. Godly electricity flooded his body, altering it into a literally perfect version of William Batson to become, Shazam. In an instant, he was out of his door and on the teleportation pad. He was a lot more used to his own teleportation, but this way wasn't bad either. Just different. Manhunter was on the controls though so he had no worries. He popped back into existence down in Metropolis, with the boy scout standing right next to him. He wondered just how severe the threat was, but with he and Clark there, he wasn't too worried. Almost immediately, the soldiers showed how much of a problem they were. Gunfire and explosions were ringing out across the city with no rhyme or reason. Just wanton chaos and destruction.<br><br>Shazam turned when a group of soldiers sped around the corner. Two jeeps, both had miniguns mounted on the roof, and both had gunners. "Awwww. They brought guns to a Justice League fight. How cute, you guys!" The soldiers didn't even get a chance to make it close, as Shazam held his hand out and condensed magical energy into a lightning bolt. Taking aim, he hurled it like a spear and it hit the lead truck right in the engine. The lightning shorted out the entire system, then arced through every soldier inside before arcing again and electrocuting the truck behind it. Both now smoking and blackened vehicles rolled to a stop.<br><br>&nbsp;He turned back to Superman and listened to the basic, but easy plan. A one-two punch by two of the strongest men alive. If that didn't put the robot down, nothing will. "I'm right behind you, Superman!" Krypton's last son took off like a rocket toward the robot, and Shazam was right behind him, using his speed trail to hide himself till the last second. When they were five feet or so away, something happened and Superman just face planted into the robot. Usually, when Superman rammed...well <em>anything</em>, the result would be whatever or whoever he hit took massive damage. This was the exact opposite, and like nothing, Kal bounced off the robot and a ways down the street. As he was right behind Clark, Shazam skidded to a stop, then used his super speed to disappear and attack from a different angle. An electrified fist swung up and toward the robot's chin when Shazam got close, aiming to either knock it's block off or send it flying. "Let me focus on the robot, Superman. Handle all those goons."<br><br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>22-10-2017, 19:56:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Kori looked around the rather drab room that she would now be using as a second home while on duty with the League, it had only been yesterday that she'd first seen in inside of the Watchtower but she had instantly decided that her room needed some brightening up. It wasn't as if Kori had that many possessions to start off with but this morning she had teleported up to the Watchtower with a large plastic crate in one hand and a huge sheepskin rug in the other. The rug was possibly a little large for the room and Kori ended up having to tuck part of it under the rather uncomfortable looking bed. Opening the plastic crate Kori took out her favourite garden gnome and positioned him on a shelf so that his smiling little face would be the first thing anyone would see as they entered the room. Then the alarm started blaring and Kori martial training kicked in, she knew to stay calm but aware control her emotions as best she could and deal with whatever came, she made her way quickly to teleportation pad where J'onn was standing, Kori hadn't completely adjusted to seeing him in his Martian form, J'onn mentally sent her a small message of encouragement <em>Just follow Superman's orders and you'll do just fine.</em><br><br>The Watchtower blurred out of existence to be replaced with what looked like a warzone, the armoured cars and soldiers looked completely out of place in what should have been a beautiful city.<br>Kori looked on as both Superman and Shazam headed towards the robot which was obviously the main threat but there were plenty of other hazards in the vicinity. Over on the other side of the street was a group of soldiers who were firing wildly at a group of people who were desperately trying to find cover, Kori launched herself forwards leaving a flaming con-trail behind her as put herself between the soldiers and the civilians. Kori could feel her anger starting to rise, what kind of monsters would want to do this? Kori felt the impact of each bullet as it thudded against her skin. The soldiers stopped firing for a second apparently puzzled at the lack effect they were having on the orange skinned woman, that gave Kori the opening she needed.<br><br>Kori flew forwards and grabbed two of the soldiers by their body armour, rocketing up to so that the attackers feet were about ten feet off the ground Kori launched the across the street, although the impact would be heavy the body armour would spare the pair from any permeant damage. Then Kori dropped on the roof of the armoured car with a thud and stared directly at the solider manning the machine gun, reaching out Kori put her hand over the machine gun's firing block, in a very stern tone Kori admonished the gunner "Shooting at people is not nice!" Focusing on her hand Kori increased the temperature of the skin as the firing block melted in her grip.<br><br>Hearing Superman's calling out that he'd handle the soldiers Kori causally fired a starbolt into the engine of the vehicle that left a smoking hole in the hood before jumping down to tackle the robot. If they were to find out who had sent this mechanical menace to Metropolis then it would need to be left relatively intact and not reduced to a pool of molten metal. Kori decided to literally disarm Superman's attacker, grasping each of the robot's arms just above the elbow Kori focused her energies into her hands trying to sever the limbs from the mechanical beast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>22-10-2017, 20:35:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>Up in the air above the chaos in the streets the robot flew steadily, scanning the horizons for any heroes who may approach. It was taken aback to say the least when it was struck from below by Superman. However that was nothing compared to it's moment of confusion when the man of steel seemed to collapse just moments before impact. It missed any opportunity to return a strike and instead watched the hero plummet to the ground. As it prepared to nosedive and strike back two more heroes arrived. Superman would have to come later. Unfortunately it failed to quite prepare for just how fast the new arrivals would be. <br><br>Shazam's uppercut, crackling with electricity, connected with a heavy thunk of superhuman fist against metal. Perhaps a little surprisingly the metal didn't simply crumple, but withstood the impact. While knocked back the robot only spun a few feet away and managed to recover, with minimal outward damage to show for the strike. Whatever it was made of it was becoming rapidly clear that this thing was impressively resilient. It was just preparing for a return strike when Starfire arrived. Face to face with the robot it was a strange sight. Despite it's heavily mechanical exterior it seemed to have an almost human-like quality to its eyes. It assessed her with a cold, unblinking stare as the pair struggled in the sky. The servos in its arms whirred loudly, locking arms with her and resisting both the energy and her strength. Whatever this machine was it was clearly a very capable brawler. In an attempt to stop itself being pinned it drove a metallic knee up towards her stomach, aiming to wind her and separate them before Shazam could come in for a second strike. <br><br>Meanwhile down below it was quickly becoming clear that the paramilitary forces knew they were considerably outmatched. Before long they'd completely given up wasting rounds on Superman and instead scattered. While they might've been genuinely scared they hadn't halted their mission. It seemed like orders had changed and the jeeps screeched through the city, dropping off soldiers as they went who began taking pot shots at nearby buildings. Every so often there was a sudden explosion. Some of the men on foot were using grenade launchers and simply firing them off at random. Whatever this was no distinct plan beyond hurting people could be distinguished. One thing in particular did stand out, however. On scanning the jeep there was a logo that could be seen on the men's body armour and weaponry. 'Wayne Enterprises'. It wasn't prominent,&nbsp; but on review of security footage it would certainly be seen. If not then at least when the military and others arrived someone would see it and ask the inevitable question of how and why these men were armed with what appeared to be Wayne Enterprises gear.<br><br>In the distant sky Captain Atom hurtled towards Metropolis at thousands of miles an hour, being met on approach by Major Force, a similarly powered Government hero. They'd had a full report and intended to capture the robot at all costs. Soon enough they'd broadcasted to the Watchtower their intentions. So far they hadn't interacted a lot but it at least seemed the Government were happy to work with, not against, the Justice League. Over the coms of the members in Metropolis came J'onn's always calm voice. "Captain Atom is en route to assist with the robot. Government are requesting custody of it." <br><br>And then in the center of the city, LexCorp tower stood. They'd not taken any shots yet but some of the soldiers were getting close and with remarkable timing the front door slid smoothly open. Out walked a very recognisable tall, proud man. Teth-Adam in his distinctive black costume, which never seemed to leave his side, took in the city briefly before flying into the sky so fast he appeared to disappear. He seemed to be working from LexCorp outwards, shutting down the military jeeps with shocking efficiency. To him the soldiers were little more than bothersome insects, and he treated them as such. The first target he reached he landed foot first on the hood, stamping so hard the entire engine block crumpled. With such a violent stop it was likely he'd fairly severely injured those inside, but he didn't give a second of thought before returning to hunting through the streets. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>23-10-2017, 18:49:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Team, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman levitated above the city, watching as the paramilitary units gained some common sense and decided to pull back. Or so he thought until jeeps started dropping off soldiers and they started senselessly destroying the city and harming civilians. The Man of Steel scowled, but before he could act, he saw Captain Atom descend on Metropolis. He followed his flight path with his eyes and saw him join with Major Force. He shouldn’t have been surprised to see those two show up. Right after, J’onn came in on his communicator: <strong>Captain Atom is en route to assist with the robot. Government are requesting custody of it.</strong><br><br>Superman raised his finger to his ear bud and opened the channel so that all Justice League members currently present could hear: “Captain Atom is here with Major Force. I think the Justice League deserves to know who his handler is.” <em>And why I can’t get near him…</em> He then added, “We want joint custody of the machine. We can get to the bottom of this together. Afterwards, we can hand him over to the government.”<br><br>Superman’s finger left his earbud in awe at the appearance of Black Adam. He watched in growing disgust as the <em>hero</em> started wiping out the paramilitary troops in a swift and reckless blitzkrieg. More people were being injured as a result. Superman thrust out his arms and dove after Black Adam, keeping up with his rapid movements until he paused above the hood of a jeep. Superman was hovering above the jeep when he attempted to talk to him, “A-”<br><br>The man was gone again. Superman glanced down at the bleeding and unconscious militants. His lips rolled back over his bared teeth as an irritable hiss escaped him. He couldn’t let this continue. With another burst of speed, Superman soared after Adam and this time, he didn’t hesitate. His hands latched onto his shoulders and with the speed behind his own flight, he changed Adam’s trajectory with every intention to slam his back up against the wall so he could talk to him mano a mano. If he succeeded, he would begin by saying:<br><br>“Enough! You’re being reckless. You’re going to kill someone!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>23-10-2017, 22:40:30</strong>
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				<br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Starfire,&nbsp; Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong> Playing "Rock'em Sock'em Robot"</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Surprisingly, his punch, while effective, was nowhere near the result Shazam was expecting. Instead of the robot's head shearing from it's shoulders and tumbling through the air like a punted football...he was simply spun around and stumbled a few feet back before regaining it's balance. Shazam looked down at his still crackling hand, flexing his fingers to make sure he hit it the right way. Then a soothing voice of wisdom spoke to him. <em>This machine is more than it appears. Do not restrain yourself like you do against mortals.</em> Understanding flowed through him hearing his Goddess' voice.<br><br>&nbsp;He couldn't hold back, because whoever had built it, made it tough. Still, he was the champion of the Gods. No robot was going to last more than a few rounds with him. J'onn then Superman's voices over the comm's crackled in Shazam's ear, and he chimed in after them. "I'm with Superman. We've at least a third of the top ten smartest people in the world in the League, and tech the government can only dream of. At least let us stay on long enough to find the source. If there's more than one of this thing, we need to destroy the factory before this gets bad." <br><br>Starfire had jumped in right after his initial attack, and just like his, her strategy didn't seem to be doing much. She burned the metal. At least scorched it black. If anything that showed her energy could affect it. This robot was one tough bastard though, that was for sure. And it's toughness added another issue. Billy didn't know just how hard to hit it to break it without destroying it completely. Well, this is what he'd signed up for. "Starfire, move!" Tensing his legs, Shazam rushed forward at speeds that would make even Barry Allen notice, and vanished. He hoped the robot couldn't compensate for his speed; at least not for a few seconds. Because he used it to instantly close the distance and swing a&nbsp; powerful doublehanded axe strike on top of the robot's skull, one hand wreathed in Godly Flame, and the other bursting with Living Lightning. If that blow was successful, he'd follow up with another at the scorched part of it's elbow, hoping to snap it off.<br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>24-10-2017, 13:00:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>The robot had the strangest reaction to Kori grabbing hold of it's arms, they only way Kori could describe it was it look like the robot winced in pain. That made no sense at all, she'd encountered enough robot to know that they would register damage but to flinch? That was very strange, maybe it was some sort advanced human AI but if it could be hurt then it could be distracted.<br><br>Kori crumpled as the robot's knee drove up into her solar plexus, if she'd been human a blow like that would have severely winded her but her alien physiology meant that all it did was hurt, a lot. Obviously this machine had been built to fight but it was still just a machine but if it reacted like a human... a thought sprang into Kori's mind "Shazam, go for it's eyes." It was a machine they could be replaced but the eyes were one of the most sensitive parts of the human body and if it reacted like a human the going for it's would definitely slow it down. Dropping back a few steps Kori raised her arm and unleashed a blinding flash of energy into the robot's face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>24-10-2017, 13:56:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>Shazam's strike connected with a heavy, metallic crunch. As resilient and strong as the robot was just as he hoped it wasn't especially quick. The flame scorched the strange metal but the lightning had a different effect. It seemed to rush through the entire of the robot after breaching the surface a little. The response appeared to be some kind of heavy venting of a green gas from the chest plate. Internally the sensors flew round wildly, unable to assess the power they'd been struck by. However the green liquid flowing through it's parody of veins heated up past what the systems could ordinarily reach. It seemed to freeze up a minute, with one arm hanging a little limp where Shazam and Starfire had damaged the elbow. But then the lights in it's eyes brightened and it seemed to dart forward with renewed vigour. First up was a revenge strike on Shazam, and with newfound strength the robot threw a brutal haymaker towards his cheek, more testing the waters than anything. Fortunately it's robotic nature meant that once the strike was lined up it wasn't moved by the blinding flash Starfire sent at it, although the second it connected it's adaptive programming caused it to shield itself from the light. Perhaps a little less fortunately the flash of energy also detonated in the face of Shazam, seeing as the pair were so close. <br><br>Down below Adam's darting progress through the streets slowed up slightly when he noticed Superman pursuing him. He closed his eyes and groaned inwardly. With surprising speed he felt Kal-El grab his shoulders, but Adam was no slouch and entirely unwilling to let himself be pushed. He brought his own hands up to his shoulders, gripping Superman's wrists, and brought himself to a dead halt. The momentum the two had sent them both tumbling a little in the air and split them apart, ending up face to face while he listened to Superman's childish words. He shook his head and spread his arms, as if to gesture to the city at large. <br><br>"They are killing people as you speak. Whatever personal quarrel you have with me is not worth the lives of the people." <br><br>Soon after he was done he soared down the street, intercepting another jeep. However it seemed Superman's words had some kind of effect as this time he hit it a great deal more carefully, almost gently tipping it onto it's side rather than smashing it apart as he'd done before. In Adam's world he would have slaughtered the intruders. But that was no good for publicity. So instead for his image's sake, and to avoid a fight with Superman, he went about things a little more gently. <br><br>Up in space J'onn received the communication from Kal-El and Shazam, relaying it rapidly to Captain Atom and Major Force. The reply he got was as instant as it was blunt. "Your presence and input is acceptable in exchange for use of Watchtower technology for analysis as well as a guarantee you will grant the Government full custody of the remains afterwards." It wasn't long before the two were physically on the scene. Force hurtled down to the streets, assaulting the soldiers. With a raise of one strange metallic palm the military jeep disassembled itself while driving, components scattering across the floor as the men who were inside were held in a telekinetic grip before the pressure knocked them out and they fell to the ground. Atom stayed up in the air, assessing the robot and waiting for a clean opening before assisting Shazam and Starfire.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>26-10-2017, 17:32:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The League, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br><strong>They are killing people as you speak. Whatever personal quarrel you have with me is not worth the lives of the people.</strong><br><br>Superman uttered no reply. Even if he tried to, he figured Adam would just fly away again. He watched him return to fighting, intercepting jeeps and showing a little more care than before. He smirked. His message getting through to the Egyptian was all that he cared about. He turned next to watch Major Force carefully clean up his portion of the city. His attention then turned to Shazam and Starfire, noticing Captain Atom hovering some distance away. Both Shazam and Starfire had been able to get in close proximity of the machine, and didn’t seem to suffer for it.<br><br><em>Is it just me?</em> Superman thought in his disturbance. <em>Who could design a robot to affect only me?</em><br><br>The robot didn’t target him so it hadn’t been out to solely murder him despite its ability to keep him at bay. Superman wondered if the robot even knew what it was capable of. As much as he wanted to help the others, he didn’t want for any of his speculations to be true. Once they managed to get that machine to the Watchtower, then they would be able to figure it out; however, the detail about its strange barrier. Superman didn’t feel comfortable letting the government know that information.<br><br>The Man of Steel resumed aiding in the cleanup.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>28-10-2017, 22:02:12</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Starfire,&nbsp; Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong> Playing "Rock'em Sock'em Robot"</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> He felt his hit connect. It was a good, clean, solid one. If this robot had pain sensors or anything like that, he hoped they were top of the line so he could really feel the technique and impact. His Godly flames scorched the metal, so he knew that he could focus on an area and eventually turn it to slag. It might take a few tags back and forth, but Shazam could take a punch better than most so he wasn't worried. The lightning is what surprised him though. The hit seemed to stun the robot. For a few moments he froze, with his damaged arm dangling by his side while green mist vented from slots in his chassis. <br><br>"Is it...venting exhaust?" <em>Maybe I can overload it! Give it so much juice it shuts down!</em> It was a good and inspired idea. One that caused the six Gods within him to counsel and debate on whether it would work. Work or not, it was something he could do, so he was going to give it a try. He was winding up to crush it while it was frozen when Starfire shouted to aim for it's eyes. "Great idea, I'll, aaaargh!!" <br><br>He got cut off when she opened her hand and sent out a blinding flare of light, just as the robot landed a hard hook to his jaw. The light blinded him only for a few seconds, but they were enough for that hit to send him flying into an SUV hard enough to crumple the impacted side in like a soda can. Shazam only laughed though. "Hahahaha. Looks like he can take a hit, and he can give one too. This is gonna be fun." Before he rushed back in, he looked up and saw Atom standing there. He could jump in if he wanted, but his help would be an added bonus, not a necessity. <br><br>He was still just getting a feel for the robot, and since it was focused on him and Starfire, the rest of the city was safe for the moment. "Be careful, Star. I'm pretty sure there's some sort of adaptation matrix in there. It's gonna learn as we fight, so let's not waste time!" He said as he quickly turned, grabbed the truck and flew back toward the other two. Starfire would see him with his makeshift bat, so he knew by the time he got there, she'd have gotten out of the way. Once he saw she was clear, he'd swoop low and swing the SUV at the robot. <br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>02-11-2017, 17:50:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Kori took a moment to assess the situation as Shazam flew into the SUV, she knew that it would take one really big hit to take out the robot but given the pounding the robot had already taken that might cause all kinds of collatoral damage they needed to find a weak point or at least weaker point.<br><br>The gas? If it was fuel then at some point it would become unstable, maybe they just needed to find the right to ignite it. Kori fired off a few low powered starbolts, she knew they wouldn't damage the robot but for right now all she needed was to keep it occupied while Shazam recovered his wits. As Shazam picked up the SUV she sent him a message over the communicator, "Hit it with the gas tank first and then duck."<br><br>Kori ducked out of the way as Shazam swung the SUV at the robot, hoping it would be covered in gasoline Kori counted to five to give the fuel and the gas the robot was venting a chance to mix before she let loose a starbolt to where she hoped the gas tank was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>02-11-2017, 18:14:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>Down closer to the ground Adam continued his now more controlled but still fairly brutal rampage, shutting down soldiers at an absurd rate before pausing. It didn't seem there were many left on the ground, and the fight in the air was overcrowded already. He calmed and sought out Kal-El. Perhaps the Kryptonian might have some form of plan, for now all Adam wanted to do was hand the terrorists to the proper authorities. As much as he considered Superman a naive idealist he knew the Justice League already carried a lot of weight, and Kal-El himself carried a great deal in Metropolis. When he found him he approached with his usual serious, cold expression. <br><br>"Looks like they're all down. None dead, either. Good work." His jab about having not killed any was hidden a little by his willingness to complement Superman's efficiency. Normally Adam had a mostly light-hearted rivalry and avoided giving out compliments. Just after he was done speaking Major Force landed a few meters away, waiting to speak with the two heroes about the Government's requests.<br><br>Up in the sky the robot was still a little dazed and struggled to avoid the starbolts, although they did little more than blacken the metal a little it gave Shazam's swing with an SUV enough time to connect. Starfire's bolt hit the tank as the jeep landed, detonating the fuel tank in a blast of fire and metal. Once the cloud of smoke cleared the robot was left standing, but seemingly affected this time. On a few joints across the robot it was leaking a vibrant green liquid, perhaps either fuel or coolant fluid, but whatever it was it was distinct and highly unusual. Standing by Atom watched the detonation keenly before moving into action. As he pushed his powers those nearby would feel a strange static sensation in the air. Atom's reality-bending powers were highly dangerous to himself and those around him, although he was still fully stable it still caused a warping in the air. He raised his hands and focused on the points at which the liquid leaked. Almost immediately the leaks became sprays and splashes, the chemical compound pulling itself from any gap it could find in the robot's systems and amassing into a floating orb in the air. The robot itself still functioned, but seemed to be greatly slowed. After the SUV strike it was headed for Shazam for revenge, but now it seemed sluggish and clumsy in its movement. <br><br>Atom wasn't one for caring about credit or flashiness, and intended to disable it while causing as little damage as possible. Through the air the green liquid approached him, floating in a perfect orb when it stopped giving him time to examine it in silence. All he could gather was that he'd discovered something unique and important, but not what it might be. It'd require extensive testing, and an arrangement to utilise Justice League tech was appearing more and more practical to him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>02-11-2017, 20:05:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Major Force, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman was levitating with two men dangling by their arms unconscious in his grasp when Adam found him. He dropped them upon the sidewalk and didn’t seem to acknowledge Adam even when he paid him a compliment. Kal-El’s blue eyes gazed upon the smoking scrap, glass, and destruction. He didn’t agree that <em>none</em> had died despite their efforts. It was Major Force’s approach that drew his attention then. He drifted toward him, his red cape rippling behind him before he landed on his feet to stand before him.<br><br>“I want for the Justice League to have a chance to examine the machine. You and Captain Atom are welcome to come with us to the Watchtower. We all might be able to learn something about its origins,” he offered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>04-11-2017, 21:03:02</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Starfire,&nbsp; Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong> Playing "Rock'em Sock'em Robot"</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> With a big, cheesy grin still plastered across his face, Shazam's eyes sparked under his glasses just as the SUV slammed back end first into the robot. At the same moment, Starfire aimed an energy bolt directly at the gas tank. BOOM! It took a few seconds for the smoke to clear, but when it did, Shazam was hovering there, not even bothered.<br><br>&nbsp;One of the benefits of hosting a Fire God. The robot on the other hand didn't look so good. It looked like he was leaking coolant, which meant he was damaged, and his performance would be impacted. Both were great things. Flying backwards away from the machine, he skidded in the air and was about to rush back for another combo when all of the green liquid got drawn out of the robot by Captain Atom.<br><br>&nbsp;Billy stayed where he was then, watching the viscous fluid coalesce into a perfect sphere floating in front of the Captain. Turning back to the robot, Shazam blurred from his speed, then was suddenly in the robot's face, throwing a hard hook that would smash it face first down into the concrete.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>05-11-2017, 17:42:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Kori smiled to herself as the SUV exploded, she wasn't sure that it would harm the robot after hitting with thier hardest shots the robot had continued seemingly undamaged but the gasoline mixed with the venting gas must have just been the right combination to get through the robot's armoured exterior.<br><br>Kori considered throwing herself back into the heat to the battle but there something about Captain Atom that unnerved her, he just looked to alien. No, alien was the wrong word; Kori looked alien, J'onn looked alien but Captain Atom looked inhuman especially the way he was looking at the green liquid that had escaped from the robot. Shazam looked like he had the robot under control now that Captain Atom had damaged the robot's joints, and also Shazam looked like he was enjoying himself. For the comms it was obvious that there was a certain tension between the League and US Government and it was prudent to make sure that the team wasn't caught off guard. Kori flew above the battle positioning herself to provided backup to Shazam, should he need it but also making sure she was able to keep an eye on the non-League members that had joined the fray.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>06-11-2017, 02:46:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>"Agreed." Major Force's response was simple and clear. He saw the deal offered by Superman as heavily in the Government's favour. "How long will your lab need to perform analysis? After that the Government's request is custody and control of the body and full access to any related research or developments. Currently we're treating this as a terrorist attack on U.S soil by an unknown entity, and it is an absolute that we need to know how this happened." Force's tone was hard-line and clear. Many men would grow nervous in the presence of Superman but he stood tall, proud and behaved as though he was absolutely in control of the situation. "Atom and I will accompany you onto the Watchtower for the analysis, with your permission. We have no intentions on infringing on your privacy and operations beyond what relates to this incident." <br><br>Back in the air Shazam's hook connected with a thunderous crash. This time the robot barely moved at all to react, and was sent tumbling through the sky to a thudding landing on the street. Concrete shattered like plaster when it landed and a cloud of dust billowed into the street. Nearby there were a few wounded or unconscious soldiers, victims of Adam. The few still conscious were making sounds of pain as they tried to right broken bones, crawl from torn apart vehicles or just try to suffer through internal bleeding. As much as Adam hadn't kill any initially without medical aid that was likely to change pretty soon. Unfortunately through the torn apart streets and wreckage it was unlikely much aid could get through, and what did would be focused on the victims not the perpetrators. <br><br>Atom himself remained transfixed by the substance. He knew already it was alien in origin. His mind was working at an unreal rate as he peered at the green orb of liquid as though he were seeing through it. To any onlookers the liquid would appear to warp, twisting in on itself as he attempted to pry apart it's makeup himself. A sharp static began to run through the air around him, along with a little distortion of vision similar to a heat haze. It took real effort to manipulate an unknown element like this, and just as his powers side-effects started to show he, and they, stopped. Any more study would be carried out in a laboratory. He seemed to snap out of the haze and leave the orb hanging in the air as he flew down to the crashed robot. As soon as he landed he waved his hand lightly, causing the dust and debris in the air to all fall down instantly. It was a surreal moment for the clogged air to become perfectly clear in a moment. <br><br>In the crater just before him lay the severely damaged robot, having taken the full brunt of Shazam's strike it looked functional but seemed to be struggling to remove itself from the ground. It seemed likely enough this was a side-effect of the complete lack of fuel in its systems. It just seemed to gaze up with lightly glowing green eyes, unresponsive. Atom himself awaited the heroes joining him before approaching calmly and steadily, totally ignoring the wounded attackers around him. Any that did take a closer look and that possessed greater than ordinary eyesight would soon, particularly after Atom cleared the air, see the 'Wayne Enterprises' logos on their armour and weaponry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>06-11-2017, 05:12:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The League, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman listened to Major Force up until <strong>full access to any related research and developments.</strong> He knew a certain bat who wouldn’t agree with those standards, but he refrained from agreeing or disagreeing. The large <strong><em>KABOOM</em></strong> that shook the vicinity from Metallo’s harsh crash caught Superman’s attention. He glanced over in the direction of the cloud of asphalt, dust, and debris and watched it all immediately settle with Captain Atom’s descent. Superman saw the strange green orb the man was holding and finally responded to Major Force: “It seems Shazam and Starfire have managed to incapacitate the machine.”<br><br>Kal-El lifted off the ground a few inches and drifted over to the crater Metallo was struggling in. Superman stared down at the machine and then over at the green orb Captain Atom held aloft. No one was affected by the machine. He had been the only one. He still kept his distance. The distant ambulatory sirens snapped Superman out of his contemplation. He rose higher into the air and his brows lifted in surprise at all the damage. Was that there before? He hadn’t created such a mess. Superman gazed over his shoulder at Adam and scowled. As much as he wanted him to fix his mess, he didn’t trust him to even do that. Superman touched a finger to his earpiece and spoke to the team, “Great job everyone. The machine is down. Let’s get these streets cleaned up so the emergency services can get through. There are numerous casualties and some of them are terrorists. Let’s set the civilians in one group and the terrorists in another so that the police can properly document them before they are taken elsewhere. Once we get everything under wraps here, we can escort Captain Atom, Major Force, and the machine to the Watchtower.”<br><br>The Man of Steel flew over to a jeep that was turned on its side in the middle of the street. He grasped it and picked it up. He flew the vehicle over to the side of the road and set it down before gazing upon two wounded and groaning terrorists. He drifted over to them, running his X-ray eyes over their bodies to check their vitals. When his eyes shifted back to normal, he frowned at the logo on their tactical vests. He dropped to the street, knelt next to one of the men, and turned him onto his back so he could get a better look at the logo. <br><br>Superman frowned. His finger once again rose to his earpiece and he asked, “J’onn? Do you see this? Can you take a picture of this?”<br><br>Wayne Enterprises…Kal-El couldn’t see these men hired by Bruce. It didn’t make sense. He knew Bruce…well…he liked to believe that he knew him well enough. Bruce wouldn’t fund terrorists, but someone was trying to frame him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>10-11-2017, 04:42:13</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Starfire,&nbsp; Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong> Playing "Rock'em Sock'em Robot"</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Listening to the terms of this Military/League joint research venture made Billy scratch his head. It was sounding an awful lot like the government needed the League's tech to figure out what was going on, but then after that they got full access to any findings, plus they got to keep the robot. <em>J'ohn, I don't like this. We're gettin' the shit end of the stick on this deal, and you know they're gonna try and pull one over on us if they get the chance. <br><br>We need some kind of guarantees or assurances or we get nothing.</em> The robot then crashed, causing a grating crash and debris and dust to shoot skyward from the impact crater where it's chassis lay. When Atom came over, Billy shot a glance at him for a few moments while he was studying the robot. They wouldn't take it without the League's permission, especially since they had to go back to the Watchtower to study it. So he jumped out of the crater and brushed himself off. Clark's next orders after that were to clear the streets so emergency services could do what they were paid for. <br><br>Shazam looked around and realized the Man of Steel had been right. Everything was fucked up; so bad in fact almost no one but the boldest and most skilled ambulance and fire truck drivers could weave through the wreckage. "Good idea, Superman. If we clear most of Main Street, it'll be easier for them to use side streets as workarounds." Flying over to a spot that just had chunks of street either missing or on the other parts of the road as obstacles, he raised his hands and splayed his fingers wide. Magical energy gathered in him, and was then released, bathing the street in a golden glow. <br><br>When it faded, it looked freshly paved and painted, as if nothing had even happened. He did this a few times, fixing wide patches of road until he came to a group of the soldiers. Looking them over, he saw the Wayne logo on their gear and nearly snatched one off the ground to make sure he saw it right. After that, he vanished from sight and reappeared next to Superman, whispering so low that even at this range, only someone with super hearing would actually make out what he said. "Clark, someone wants Batman to take the fall for this, but we know he's got nothing to do with it. Either we get ready to run damage control, or we snatch these patches until we can explain just who set this all up.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>11-11-2017, 11:55:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Kori listened to Superman's instructions over the comms to help out the emergency services, who's job was made much easier after Shazam repaired the roads. Soon paramedics and police were streaming into the area but Kori felt oddly useless, the attackers that weren't under arrest needed medical help something that Kori knew very little about particularly as it was human biology and she was eager not to make anyone worse.<br><br>Instead Kori landed next to one of the ambulances and approached someone who seemed to be in charge of the paramedics "Hello there, I'm Starfire." she said introducing herself to the slightly puzzled looking firefighter "If you or your men need help rescuing people I'm here to help." The fire chief pointed over to where his men were about to use the 'jaws of life' to cut a couple out of a car that collided with another "Can you get that roof off without hurting anyone inside?" the chief asked with a certain amount of cynicism in his voice.<br><br>Kori nodded at the chief and strode across to the car where the firemen were still getting their equipment set up, concentrating hard Kori focused her starbolt into a cutting torch and cut through the roof supports as the firemen looked on their jaws dropping in admiration. Then with one hand Kori lifted the roof off the car and carefully placed it on the sidewalk. "OK so what's next?" she asked cheerfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>12-11-2017, 02:53:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>"I see it." J'onn's reply was instant and uncertain. To most he'd sound monotone but to Superman it would be clear the Martian was troubled. The surveillance he commanded was already capturing every bit of data it could, including the evidence against Bruce. Even as he did it he was uncertain, but they needed documentation. "I'm getting everything I can, but it's inevitable that Force or Atom will see. And if they don't, someone will, this place is too big." J'onn was genuinely worried for his friend Bruce, and concerned that such a targeted move would be made on this scale. <br><br>As Atom examined the fallen robot he was still like a silver statue, before snapping to stare down Shazam and Superman. Unfortunately the whisper somehow didn't escape his attention. Even for his inhuman metal-clad face Atom's expression was steely. He blurred the air before appearing in front of the two in an instant, the green orb still following just beside him.<br><br>"You two need to explain what you just said. What has this got to do with the Batman? And why are you suggesting concealing things?" His mood was utterly unreadable, a product of his metal skin, but it seemed unlikely Atom was pleased about what he'd heard. The only positive was that he hadn't called anything in, giving a brief opportunity to converse with him.<br><br>Over by the emergency services the officials were grateful to have Starfire's help. Some were skeptical but many had faith in heroes being in Superman's city they often look up to superhumans. The fire chief directed a pair of paramedics to the civilians in the car to get them aid, before turning to the upbeat alien. <br><br>"Maybe best for you to look for people we can't reach, get them here if you can or otherwise make a path for us. Sound good to you?" <br><br>He wasn't accustomed to giving instructions to a superhuman and definitely wasn't certain on how to best utilise her talents but it seemed like the best way to take advantage of her ability to do what they couldn't.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>12-11-2017, 10:02:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dccomics.com/sites/default/files/GalleryChar_1900x900_SUPUN4_3_52ab8fd51b5a34.80060929.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Superman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> October 19, 2017, 1700<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> The League, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>Superman had just been about to advise Shazam on transparency when Captain Atom suddenly spoke, <strong>You two need to explain what you just said. What has this got to do with the Batman? And why are you suggesting concealing things?</strong> Had that only been what he heard? For a second, Superman feared he had heard Shazam exposing the name of his alter ego so carelessly. He was going to ground the teenager from the next mission until he was able to demonstrate operational security. While Atom hadn’t mentioned it, there was no telling if he had heard or not. As Superman faced Atom and parted his lips to speak, his mouth closed as he started to feel the wave of weakness again. He frowned, turning his head as though he might vomit. Kal-El quickly turned his back to Atom and attempted to play off his repulsion by walking over to a downed terrorist. Superman ripped the body armor from his chest as though it had been made from cardboard and held it up for Captain Atom to observe. He didn’t approach the man, and while he spoke, he was briefly regarded the green orb.<br><br><em>That fluid…</em>, Superman thought. It had been the fluid that came out of the robot. The situation on the ground was growing worse by the second. The machine, the casualties, Shazam’s slip-up, and now the green anomaly. If Atom kept waving that thing around him, then he would find out its effects on him. <em>J’onn, can you hear me?</em> he attempted to reach out to J’onn with his mind. He wasn’t a telepath, but the Martian was. He hoped the Manhunter would hear his thoughts. <em>We have a problem. That fluid Atom has saps my strength. We can’t allow the government to know that. If he tries to get any closer to me with it, teleport it to the Watchtower and hold onto it for me.</em><br><br>“The Justice League does not intend to cover up what we do not understand,” Superman said pointedly, giving Shazam a mild glare. “The terrorists are donning gear supposedly supplied by Wayne Enterprises. Bruce Wayne is a good man. I cannot imagine him funding the destruction of Metropolis. Batman had informed us that he was investigating something, but he hadn’t quite told us what. I am sure this has something to do with it. Shazam was just worried that one of the members of the Justice League would be cross with Batman for withholding any information about this situation. If we had known about this sooner, then we might have been able to prevent the terrorists from trying to deface Bruce Wayne. I believe someone is trying to frame Mr. Wayne. Why? I can’t say, but I plan to get to the bottom of it as soon as I can.”<br><br>It was a stretch and Superman didn’t like to lie, and it disgusted him that he had to in order to cover up the blunders of others—of his own team. Billy was so grounded. Superman then attempted a smooth change of subject. He glanced about the city, and then asked Atom, “Are you and Major Force ready with the machine? We’ve done our part here. J’onn is ready to teleport us to the Watchtower.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>13-11-2017, 18:23:31</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Starfire,&nbsp; Robot<br><strong>Content:</strong> Realizing again why he hates the government</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Movement caught his eye just after he got done talking to Superman. He <em>watched</em> Atom hurtle through the air at speeds only attainable to people like himself, Clark and Flash, only to stop instantly right in front of them, sticking his nose into League business because it interested him. He sighed inwardly and the Gods laughed at his ire. "Why do you even consider answering him? Strike him down, you know you have the power to do so."<br><br>&nbsp;"Kill him? For asking a question? Zonuz you truly are a brute." Billy shook the voices away for a moment while he figured out a way to run damage control for his apparent slip-up. Just how did he even hear him anyway? Clark could barely hear him and he'd been right there. That warranted checking out later. He was sure Uncle Sam had files on them as long as they could, so why wouldn't he be curious as well? He accepted the glare without shirking. <br><br>Atom had been damn near the skyline, fully immersed in that fluid when he spoke. It didn't even make sense for him to be paying attention to them to hear a whisper Superman himself needed to focus for. But Superman could be mad and they could talk later; they needed to smooth this out now. Being a reporter, Clark had a way to spin words into a story, and a completely believable one came out on the spot. "Batman and Wayne are two of the only defenses Gotham has against the madness that just gathers in that city. So something like <em>this</em>," he stopped to wave at the scale of destruction done by the Merc's wearing Bruce's logo. <br><br>"It could cause serious harm to what they're doing there. Put a dead stop to all the good they've done. Superman's right; I just wanted to make sure we had all our ducks in a row with whatever Batman found out; just so a misunderstanding like what seems to be going on now <em>didn't</em> happen." He added his bit on just as smoothly, and without a hint of hesitation. Growing up how he did, he realized that lying helped a lot. And after doing it almost all his life, he could tell a fib as easy as breathing or saying his A,B,C's. Besides, he'd wager all his powers that Atom and Force weren't going to tell them even half of what they knew, and even less about what they found out on this "Joint" venture between them and the League. <br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>16-11-2017, 20:27:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.newsarama.com/images/i/000/142/895/original/starfire_580.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Starfire (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276885.msg13607543#msg13607543)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Oct. 19 2017, 17:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam<br><strong>Content:</strong> <br><hr>Kori nodded in agreement with the fire chief and started to look around for anywhere she would be of use. This kind of violence and destruction was an anathema to Kori, on Tamaran there were always people who disagreed with the decisons of Government and of course there was a mercifully small criminal element but even the worst among those groups would never have resorted to hurting innocents to make a point, a point that she couldn't being to comprehend. What had the attackers achieved beyond hurting people and getting the full attention of the League? Although Kori hadn't met every member of the team yet, she knew after briefly meeting Batman that he was one person who's attention you wouldn't want focused on you, unless.....<br><br>Kori let the unfinished thought drift away as she spotted a paramedic and pair of police trying to help out a man who's leg had been trapped under a heavy looking piece of debris. Moving across to the injured man, Kori briefly spoke to the paramedic to check that they needed help before effortlessly lifting the metal beam that was trapping the man. Kori continued to help out the rescue efforts as best she could whilst also keeping an eye on what her teams mates and the Government heroes were doing, there was obviously not that much trust between her compatriots and the metallic Government agents.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Totoro</strong> on <strong>16-11-2017, 21:39:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Robot Assault on Metropolis!</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong>19th October 2017 - 5:00 PM </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Shazam, Starfire</div><div align="center"><strong>Content Warning:</strong> Aspects of a terror attack</div><br><div align="center">(https://img00.deviantart.net/3259/i/2015/223/1/d/special_forces_by_alvarosanjuan-d958qyp.jpg)(https://orig00.deviantart.net/9700/f/2009/060/2/7/metallo_by_metalmiku.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/91/18/a1/9118a14c7ceabe95b7ff4af89339fb58--jeep-dodge-jeep-jeep.jpg)</div><br>Captain Atom's expression remained totally void of feeling as he listened to Superman and Shazam. When they were done he just nodded. He knew full well the duo didn't trust him, and he didn't fully trust them, but he wasn't here to be unreasonable. Everything they said made sense, there was far more chance someone was attempting to frame Wayne than of Wayne instigating a terror attack. <br><br>"You're both right. But someone will have got photographs by now. We can minimise media spread of this story in exchange for information. The Government's goal is to identify those responsible for this, arrest them, and prevent a repeat. Currently our stance is to do our best to work with you, sharing information and assets where we can." <br><br>The statement was mostly a positive one but came with something of an underlying double meaning. Currently was an operative word in the last sentence. It implied that it would be simple enough to change that stance and make the League's operations a great deal more hassle. But it was the line Atom had been ordered to deliver, and he did so without question. It wasn't his job to decide how the Government should think. Inwardly he felt a sliver of self doubt, as he realised that the Government were as good as deciding what he thought, but his dedication to duty soon took over again. He'd stopped walking forwards and just stood stationary. <br><br>"Our proposal is that you take the robot and its fuel now for analysis. When you're done Major Force and I will meet you either in your Watchtower or in our own laboratory. You can give us your findings, and the robot itself, for evidence if nothing else. Whoever did this needs to be held fully accountable not just morally but legally, as I'm sure you understand. Do you have any requests to make this happen?"<br><br>Just as he was done speaking Force arrived, landing beside Atom but remaining quiet. No doubt their communication channels meant he already knew everything that'd been said. For his part it seemed Black Adam was done defending the city and had as good as disappeared.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>25-12-2017, 16:35:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.movieweb.com/img.news.tops/NENnxcUbyz9zQV_3_b/Batman-V-Superman-Disguise-Glasses-Henry-Cavill-Video.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/17/44/ab/1744ab119bb536c1e800a13de8aa23e1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lois &amp; Clark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Universe Gym, Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> A weekend in October and before 8:00PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lois Lane and Chris Wolfman<br><strong>Content:</strong> Superman experiences the struggles of being average.<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois had invited Clark out to Universe Gym on what he would have liked to have been a date, but it had actually been an illegitimate business discussion. The young woman was on the treadmill with her long, dark-brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. A black sports bra cradled her bosom and moisture-wicking spandex hugged her taut bottom and legs—<em>not that he was looking</em>. Her face shined with a light sweat and her blue eyes were focused up at the television set hanging overhead where a reporter was talking about the latest scoop. Was Wayne Enterprises responsible for funding terrorists? Lois didn’t believe it and neither did Clark. It seemed obvious that someone was trying to frame him and his company, but it was difficult to prove to the public. Just like any case, there always had to be evidence. In Mr. Wayne’s case, evidence to counter the evidence already presented.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois panted softly. Her voice breathless as she spoke to her co-worker who was standing inactively next to her treadmill wearing a gray tracksuit. Clark was always so modest. Here he was standing in a gray track suit and was that a pink T-shirt under there? If it hadn’t been for his large, square-framed coke bottle glasses, then he might have actually looked cute.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“It doesn’t make sense,” she panted.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark had a white towel over his shoulder that hadn’t even been damp with sweat. “It doesn’t,” he replied.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Whoever was trying to frame Bruce Wayne could have at least tried to do a good job.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Well, whoever it was convinced the public. While Mr. Wayne has many supporters in Gotham, other cities who haven’t been touched by his charities don’t sympathize.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“But who do you think would do this? Could it be a competitor? Someone who wants to see his company crumble?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark frowned in contemplation. Lois had no idea but he and the League had been trying to crack that nut for days. Even Batman was trying to do research on what little evidence they could provide him. The machine…he knew the machine had something to do with it.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“And where did that machine come from? It had taken Superman, Shazam, and that alien chick—”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark smiled in amusement as he corrected, “Starfire.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“…Starfire to even stop it. The government even had to send in their super lackeys. That was no normal machine Clark. That wasn’t a tank or some new attack helicopter prototype. That was a super weapon!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Black Adam was there too. I don’t know why. Maybe Lex felt the destruction was getting too close to his business?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois looked over at him frowning in disbelief. “Yeah, what is up with their relationship? Black Adam and Luthor? What is going on here?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark shook his head. “I couldn’t tell you, but I know that we have a lot of potential interviews on our plate.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;His brows then rose and eyes widened when Lois seemed to narrow her eyes at him. She continued to swing her arms to her smooth stride, her hands curled into fists.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Hey Clark, don’t let me stop you from working out,” she said.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Smiling sheepishly, Clark grasped the back of his head and started to creep away. “Uh, yeah, you’re right. I’ll get on that.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He whirled around and recoiled in fear from nearly running into a musclebound man in a tiny tank top. Lois sighed in embarrassment as she resumed her jog.<br><br><strong>Weight Room</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark was staring at an empty bench press rack, frowning a little in frustration. He never worked out in the human gyms, and he never thought the day would arrive when he would have to. The Watchtower had a more suitable training room for someone of his caliber, and now staring at the lone bar, he was at a loss of what was the proper lifting weight for someone of his size. He reached into his pants pocket to remove his cell phone to begin researching approximations when one of his co-workers at the Daily Planet, Chris Wolfman happened to notice him.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The brunet man was grinning at Clark, watching him standing next to a bench press and on his phone. Why was he even at the gym? Maybe he didn’t know how to work out? Chris walked over to him with an entertained grin on his face. He raised his hand and hailed, “Clark!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark glanced up from his phone and upon seeing Wolf, he groaned on the inside. <em>This guy.</em> He lowered his phone as Chris walked over and gazed up at him, still smiling. “You decided to come out into the light! When did you start working out here?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark really had to fight the scowl that weighed on his lips. Even with his super strength, the magnitude of how much he thought this man was annoying, was stronger. He could only manage a straight face.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I..I don’t come here,” Clark explained.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris’s brows crashed together as though he didn’t understand his response. If he didn’t come here, then why was he here? He then glanced over his shoulder, watching Lois approach. She ran a towel across her neck and cheeks as she stopped next to Clark. She grinned happily when seeing Chris and she greeted, “Hey Chris! You come here too?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris laughed, “Small world!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark watched as he slowly started to disappear. It always seemed to happen whenever Chris and Lois came within proximity of each other. He watched their exchange. The man’s brown eyes licking up and down her body, and although Lois was discreet about it, he saw her eyes checking out Chris’s pecs that were barely hidden behind the straps of his red torn tank. He could no longer resist. He was clearly frowning but neither Chris nor Lois noticed. They were too engrossed in each other.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“So what are you doing here? Trying to maintain your figure I see. I’m sure you don’t even have to try,” Chris complimented.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois blushed and laughed, “Oh, I try. You know, diet and exercise. It helps me decompress.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I bet. You work hard, but it pays off. You’re the best journalist at the Daily Planet.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois giggled again. “Oh my god, stop.” Her fist lightly struck Clark in the arm and he blinked in surprise. Oh, so he wasn’t invisible anymore? “Clark is good too. He’s my partner in crime.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark couldn’t resist the pride he felt at her compliment. He beamed proudly and Chris seemed to stare at his smile with hidden envy. “Heh,” was all Wolf said before he faced the bench press and started to seek out some 45 lbs weight plates. “Well, I was about to teach Clark how to bench press.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois arched a curious brow and she looked up at him. “Really?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark’s mouth slightly fell open in shock. <em>This punk…</em> He looked down at Lois who was staring at him and closed his mouth. While, he wanted to call Chris a liar, he didn’t want to antagonize his own character in front of Lois.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yep. I found him standing here on his cell phone,” Chris snitched.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois crossed her arms beneath her bosom as she frowned up at Clark. Clark avoided her eyes as he thought about how much he was hating Chris at that moment. As Chris finished setting up the bench, he patted the bar and grinned at Clark.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Let’s start you off with something easy. 205 lbs,” Chris declared.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois’s brows flew upwards and she uncrossed her arms. “Chris!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris blinked innocently looking between Lois and Clark. “What? Do I need to go lighter? He’s a pretty big guy so I figured this shouldn’t be too bad.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Chris, that’s too much. Not even a normal guy could lift-”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark held up his hand to Lois. “It’s all right Lois.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois stepped around his hand and faced him. “Clark, you don’t have to do this. I wouldn’t think of you any different if you chose not to do this. You don’t have to prove anything to him!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris smirked. “Yeah, Clark. If you’re afraid to lift it, you don’t have to. I understand.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois’s head whipped around so fast as she glared sharply at Chris. “Chris!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark stepped around Lois with a determined scowl. “It’s okay Lois. I can do it.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris slapped the bar in excitement and laughed. “Woo! Here he comes. Let’s go Clark. Let’s see if you’re more man than nerd!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark paused before leaning back on the bench to glare at Chris. Chris grinned impishly and quickly apologized, “Sorry. I didn’t mean anything by that. You just got me so pumped. I can’t believe you’re actually gonna do this!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark settled beneath the bar and reached up to find his grip. He briefly glanced over at Lois who was literally gnawing her thumb off in fear. He then realized what he was doing. Superman could easily lift this weight. It was nothing; but Clark…if his character lifted this weight, then it would change everything. Clark wasn’t strong. Closing his eyes, he sighed softly. He was about to over-inflate Chris’s ego.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You got this Clark! Let’s go!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Stop it Chris! Let him focus!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark opened his eyes. His blue orbs shining with determination beneath his dark brows. He slowly lifted the dumbbell, feeling it out—he felt nothing which frightened him at first. He couldn’t make it look easy. No; it was going to be painful. He clenched every muscle in his face to force the blood to flush it over in his perceived struggle. He then vibrated his arm muscles, causing his arms to tremble. Add some bared teeth and strained grunts, and he felt that he had captured the struggle well. The dumbbell was slowly starting to lower. Clark’s back arched higher and it looked like his feet were near ready to come off the floor next.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Come on Clark! Push! It’s all you!” Chris cheered.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois only saw her partner struggling. The bar was going to crush his throat! As soon as the bar got above his neck, an already clear warning sign, Lois couldn’t watch anymore. He wasn’t lifting it even at Chris’s constant barking. She raced over to grab the bar to Clark’s surprise.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Stop! Get it off him!” she shouted at Chris.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris grasped the bar next and together they hefted the dumbbell back up to its perch. Clark gasped in relief and panted. He slowly sat up and bumped his head on the bar, gritting his teeth as he was painfully reminded to slide out from under it. Lois rested a hand on his shoulder as she asked in concern, “Clark are you okay?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark glanced at her pathetically, still out of breath, and answered, “Yeah. It was uh…heavier than I thought.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He rose off the bench and Chris immediately took his place. The brunet lifter got comfortable on the bench and instructed, “Here’s what you were doing wrong Clark.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris’s words never reached his ears as Clark mentally blocked him. He made it seem like he was watching and paying attention, but he wasn’t listening at all. He was so angry. He had to emasculate himself while Chris showed off to Lois how he could lift that set like nothing. After his demonstration of proper form, he added more weight as though he was trying to impress her. She watched, but she mostly seemed concerned for his well-being until she forgot that he was there again. Invisibility mode activate! As Chris showed off and joked on the bench press, getting her to giggle and forget about the lifting accident that nearly happened, it hadn’t been difficult for Clark to slip away. Chris had happily noticed him leave, but Lois didn’t. It wasn’t until after a giggle fit that she remembered Clark and turned around only to find him gone.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Oh my god, where’s Clark?” she asked.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris shrugged as he started to return the plates to their racks. “I don’t know. He probably left. He did look a little humiliated.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois rested a hand against her forehead. “Oh no. He was probably so embarrassed. Chris, why did you do that?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris’s eyes went wide. “Why is this my fault? I didn’t make him lift it.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No, but you had to be all,” she changed her voice to a deep tone that had a dash of douchebag in it, “<em>If you’re afraid to lift it!</em>”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris arched a brow and pointed a finger at her. “First off, I don’t sound like that. Secondly…” He tried to think of something to say in his defense. Lois stared at him with crossed arms and a cocked hip. He lowered his hand and gave in. “Yeah, I probably coaxed him into it…”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Probably?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Fine. I <em>did.</em> It’s my fault. I’ll apologize the next time I see him. Maybe I’ll bring coffee and donuts on Monday and the latest Tech Magazine.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You <em>will</em> bring coffee and donuts with your apology but you don’t have to bring the magazine. I don’t think Clark reads that stuff.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yes, ma’am.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris then crossed his arms over the bench press bar and smirked at Lois. “Hey, what are you doing later?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois sighed as though just thinking about her schedule was exhausting. “I have to go prepare some notes for an interview I plan to set up with Bruce Wayne.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Chris blinked. “You got a meeting with Bruce Wayne?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Not yet. I’m just preparing.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Come on, it’s the weekend. Relax a little. Let’s go out somewhere and get a burger or something.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois hugged herself. “I don’t know…I still feel sorry for Clark…he’s probably going to be thinking about this all day.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“So give him a call and check on him, and then I’ll come pick you up at 8 so we can go get some Red Robin.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lois smiled. “You really want to go to dinner with me, huh?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Um, <em>yeah!</em> Who wouldn’t want to go to dinner with Lois Lane—best reporter?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She laughed softly and then turned her back, waving over her shoulder at him. “Fine. Pick me up at 8. You better be on time.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You better be ready. I know how women can be.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As the two went separate ways, standing in the parking lot and using his X-ray vision and super hearing to pick up on the conversation was a pissed off Clark. His hands were clenched into tight fists. He turned and stormed away from the gym. He gets humiliated and Lois goes on a date with the dick? Was that how life worked?</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League: Founding - Metropolis (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>21-01-2018, 15:12:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.dw.com/image/17897628_303.jpg)(https://scontent-sea1-1.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s640x640/sh0.08/e35/c0.136.1080.1080/23347882_128191221197266_4996989097919643648_n.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lois, Clark, and Chris<br><strong>Location:</strong> Red Robin and Apartment Rooftop, Metropolis<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> A weekend in October, 8:00PM<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lois Lane, Chris Wolfman, and Tony<br><strong>Content:</strong> Clark learns about life's dark realities.<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark was perched on the roof of an apartment complex and had a pair of binoculars that he didn’t need, but they were used for cover any way. He was staring through them as he watched Lois and Chris walk up to the entrance of Red Robin. His attention immediately went to Lois. Her skin glowed like gold, and she was boldly wearing a snug white dress. The five-inch heels she was wearing made her legs look like they extended for miles. Gold hoops hung from her ears, intermingling with her wavy long hair. She was absolutely breath-taking. Clark smiled a little even though Lois’s arm was wrapped around Wolf’s arm and not his own. Wolf was wearing a button-up navy-blue shirt and some dark jeans. They were nice jeans, but Clark wondered if the man thought they were going to a club. Whatever. As the two went inside, Clark overheard some footsteps behind him.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Lowering the binoculars, Clark turned his head over his shoulder to see a plump man wearing a white-tank, blue striped boxer shorts, and green flip-flops creeping up behind him with a bat raised over his head. The man froze when the two made eye-contact. Clark slowly set down the binoculars and raised his hands in surrender. The older man exhaled a breath of anxiety before he pointed the end of the bat at him.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What are you doin’ up here? This is my roof!” the man demanded.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I didn’t mean to trespass,” Clark said.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man then pointed at the binoculars with his bat. “What are you spying on? A bank?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No, Sir.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You better not be lyin’ buddy. I can’t stand liars. You’re up here dressed like a thief. Why wouldn’t you be spying on a bank?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Because there isn’t a bank on this block.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man fell silent as he took a moment to map out the block in his mind. He was right, but then he quickly changed his accusation. “An ATM then!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No, Sir. I’m not spying on an ATM either.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Then what are you doin’ up here?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man sounded like he was losing his patience, but Clark felt too embarrassed to tell him. The man warned, “You got five seconds to tell me or I’m callin’ the cops!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark sighed and muttered, “A girl…”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You a stalker?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“No! Of course not. I would never do that.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“But you are!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I know!” It was painful talking about it. His shame was nearly crushing him. “She’s just dating an asshole from work and I just want to make sure she’s all right.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man stared at Clark with at first a disbelieving look. He then took a moment to scrutinize how he was dressed and those glasses…why would anyone wear those? The man then realized that he didn’t have a thief on his roof but a loser and snorted with laughter. Clark stared at the man blankly and slowly lowered his hands. The man was using the bat as a cane to hold himself up as he continued to laugh.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You scared the shit out of me. You made me think I had some burglar on my roof, but instead, I have some nerd.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Nerd?” Clark repeated as though offended.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man waved at him in apology. “Sorry, sorry! Let me see those binoculars.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man walked over, knelt next to Clark, and set down the bat. He picked up the binoculars and asked, “What am I looking at?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“They’re in Red Robin by the window,” Clark told him.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man glanced over to the vitrine and his brows rose in surprise. “The babe in the white dress is your girl?” He then looked over at Clark wide-eyed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark blushed and smiled a little at the thought. “No; not really. We’re partners at work.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man then returned to looking over at the restaurant and examined Chris and how he sat, smiled, and was dressed. “Yeah that guy seems like a typical prick. I’m sorry to say this bud, but chicks dig pricks. Good guys like you just end up in the friend zone for life.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark was at a loss for words. Was that true? He felt that he had spent majority of his life as a human and he never really noticed that claim. He gazed over at the restaurant at Lois and Chris. Her face was glowing with laughter and an eternal smile. She always seemed so much happier in his presence than with him. When it was just Clark and her, she often did treat him as a competent partner, but she babied him a little. She was like a mother looking after her son. Had he screwed up everything? He didn’t want to make it seem like Lois had to baby Clark for being so…awkward.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The man had lowered the binoculars and was staring at Clark’s defeated expression. He frowned sympathetically at him. He didn’t mean to make him lose hope. “Y’know, you’re a good guy lookin’ out for her. I’ve seen women fall in love with good guys. It’s rare, but it does happen. Maybe she’ll notice how you feel one day. Or better yet, why don’t you tell her!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I can’t. She…she doesn’t like me like that.” <em>She loves Superman…</em> “I’m just her partner and a good friend.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Clark and the man who he eventually learned was named Tony sat on the roof for an hour. Tony had went to retrieve a lawn chair and some popcorn that he offered to Clark, but Clark was too busy sulking with his arms crossed on the ledge of the roof. His chin was rested on them as he continued to watch Lois and Chris. Tony had the binoculars, and he assumed Clark was no longer watching the date.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;While munching on some popcorn—a few pieces were caught up in his salt and pepper mustache—Tony informed Clark as Lois and Chris started to stand from the table, “Looks like the date’s over.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark glanced over to Tony and then back at Lois and Chris. Lois was holding onto Chris’s arm, looking as though she was having a little trouble standing. They did have a lot of drinks. Clark uncrossed his arms and sat up straight on his knees. Tony informed, “Looks like she’s had enough to drink. Do you trust this guy to take her home?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark blinked in surprise at Tony’s question. He looked over at him. “What do you mean?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony lowered the binoculars and looked at Clark as though he had been born yesterday. He then tried to devise a way to explain it to him in a gentle manner. “Well…alcohol tends to release our inhibitions so…I guess what I’m trynna’ say is…”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“You’re asking me if I believe Chris will take Lois home and not to his place,” Clark figured in disturbance.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Yeah, exactly.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark was staring wide-eyed at the restaurant. Chris wasn’t that sleazy. If he loved Lois, he would take her home. Clark stood and Tony looked up at him, eyes growing large when he saw how tall the <em>nerd</em> actually was.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Holy shit, you’re a pretty big guy!” he exclaimed.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I got to go,” Clark said.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Go where? What are you going to do?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I just need to make sure he takes her home.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony held up the binoculars. “You want these back?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Keep them and don’t use them to peep on people.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Tony frowned. “What do you take me for?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Goodbye Tony.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“See ya.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark ran across the roof and leapt over the side, causing Tony to jump to his feet in shock. “Woah! Hey!” He raced over to the edge of the roof and gazed over to find the nerd gone. “Wow.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark followed after Chris’s yellow and red-striped Camero. He moved too fast for any CCTV to register him. They never went by Lois’s apartment. Clark felt as though his blood had been lit on fire. His hands were shaking when Chris parked his Camero in front of what he believed to be his apartment for it definitely wasn’t Lois’s. Chris walked around to Lois’s side and opened the door. He held his hand out to her and helped her step onto the curb. She was full of giggles, laughing at how silly she felt for being unable to keep her balance.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Where are we?” she asked.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“My place,” Chris replied.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Why are we at your place?” she questioned on a laugh.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Did you want me to go to yours?”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I am feeling very tired. I just want to sleep.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Come on, it’ll be for just a little while. I’ll get you some water to help you sober up. I just want to make sure you’re okay.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“O…okay.”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Clark scowled from the roof of the complex across the street. He wasn’t going to let Chris take Lois into his apartment. Superman was going to…No; not Superman. Superman wasn’t the right character for this job. Clark wasn’t either. He was wasting time. Chris was already escorting Lois toward the steps. Clark then remembered that he was dressed as a thief. He felt a little apprehensive masquerading as a thug to “save” Lois. He grasped the collar of his turtle neck and unrolled it up to his face just beneath his eyes. He then stowed his glasses in his pants pocket.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>All right; not-Clark. Here’s your chance</em>, he told himself.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The super thug leapt off the rooftop to land on the sidewalk without cracking the pavement. He then sprinted across the street, heading straight for Chris, and an unsteady Lois. When he reached them, he snagged Chris by the shoulder and wrenched him away from her. He then tossed him back toward his car with ease. He didn’t want to hurt him as much as he probably deserved to be. Chris exclaimed as he flew through the air. The door of his car broke his momentum, causing him to drop upon the sidewalk. Wincing in mild pain, Chris looked up to see a man in black picking up Lois.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“What are you doing?” he roared. Chris rose to his feet with his fists raised. “I won’t let you take her!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The thief glared back at Chris, and then quickly ran off. Chris would have attempted to chase him, but his mouth dropped at how fast the thug was fleeing.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“Hey! Stop! THIEF!” Chris shouted. “He’s kidnapping Lois! Someone!”<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He gazed around at his surroundings. A few people on the street chose to mind their own business, while others started to call the police. Chris cursed and raced around to the driver’s side of his Camero to hopefully try to catch them.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Clark gazed down at Lois who seemed relaxed in his arms and was barely awake. She rested in his cradling hold without protest or realization that she was even being <del>kidnapped</del> saved. All he had to do was get her to her room and then his mission would be a success.</span>
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