(Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General
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				Title: <strong>(Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 05:13:55</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20060606045928/marvel_dc/images/9/9e/Gotham_harbor_small.jpg)</div><br>The birth of Gotham City is one shrouded in both mystery and mysticism. Millennia ago, an evil warlock was buried alive beneath what would one day become the central island of Gotham. It is alleged that while the warlock laid in a state of torpor, his evil essence seeped into the soil, poisoning the ground with his dark, corruptive touch. <br><br>The territory surrounding the Warlock's burial spot was also the home of an ancient Native American tribe known as the Miagani. The Miagani inhabited the Gotham islands several centuries before European explorers ever crossed the Atlantic. The Miagani tribe is no longer in existence, and there is much speculation as to their final fate. One posited theory suggests that a shaman named Blackfire came to them, proclaiming to be a holy messenger. Within short order however, Blackfire took control of the Miagani and proved to be a cruel and evil tyrant. The Miagani chieftain Chief Paleface demanded that Blackfire leave the tribe, but the shaman would not be silenced, and he struck down Paleface with his staff, killing him. The other Miagani revolted against Blackfire. They shot him with their arrows and tied him to a pole to die. Blackfire didn't die though, so the Miagani sealed him inside of a cave. They erected a totem in front of the tomb as a warning sign of the evil that resided within. Some sources cite that Shaman Blackfire emerged from the cave and used his power to cause a blight across the land. As such, the Miagani had little choice but to abandon their homes in search of fertile ground. Two days into their journey, a rival tribe came upon them and slaughtered all of the Miagani. Some legends however, say that it was actually Shaman Blackfire who murdered them.<br><br>In 1609, the Dutch East India Company selected English explorer Henry Hudson to chart an easterly passage to Asia. Along his journey, he surveyed the Northeastern coastal region of what would one day become the United States. Following Hudson's course, Dutch pioneers sailed for this New World and began populating the region once inhabited by the Miagani. The pioneers established themselves in two different colonies. One colony was set up along the shore where fishing was plentiful, and the other was developed further inland. The latter colony came upon the sealed cave with the Miagani totem erected before it. Unaware of its significance, they ignored the totem's warning and loosed Shaman Blackfire from the cave. The colonists were never seen again. Two days later, men from the coastal community traveled to visit their inland brothers. When they arrived in the village, they found the town deserted. Pools of blood dotted the streets, but there were no bodies. A trapper claimed to have seen the image of a naked Indian walking from the woods to the settlement.<br><br>During the latter half of the 18th century and the early half of the 19th century, Gotham was a major port city known as Gotham Town. Beginning as early as 1799, Darius Wayne began construction on a family estate that would eventually become known as Wayne Manor.<br><br>On January 1st, 1800, the frontiersman known as Tomahawk became embroiled in a fight with a British spy named Lord Shilling. Shilling had disguised himself as Tomahawk's close ally Stovepipe in order to get in close enough to procure a piece of mystical amber that Tomahawk had acquired from occultist Jason Blood years earlier. The two fought one another inside of an immense, bat-filled cavern not far from the Wayne estate. During the fight, the piece of amber fell into a stream of molten fluid. Shilling reached to retrieve it, and the amber fused itself to his hand, mummifying his entire arm. Tomahawk severed the arm and returned with it to Gotham Town. The arm and amber later became known as the Claw of Aelkhünd. The cavern in which the two fought one another would later service modern age super-hero Batman as the Batcave.<br><br>During the 1950s, Gotham evolved with the changing times, particularly in light of the paranoia perpetuated by the Cold War. Various bomb shelters were erected all throughout the city. By the 1960s, Gotham City planners began an ambitious project called the Underground Highway. Beginning at Fourth Avenue, they began building an actual subterranean thoroughfare designed to link with the subway system. They only managed to complete two-hundred yards worth of tunnel before budget cuts forced them to abandon the project. In later years, the unfinished highway became a haven for the homeless and even a few criminals such as Killer Croc.<br><br>Today, Gotham stands as a dark and foreboding metropolis rife with crime, grime and corruption, all masked in the glitz and glamor of the city's night life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>30-08-2012, 06:48:54</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><em>Something Old</em></span><br><br>She came to the old Gotham Heights Cemetery a lot these days. Too often. He'd been her husband for 47 years, but when he was diagnosed with MacGregor's Syndrome- that was death sentence. It always was. It was the only disease to have a 100% mortality rate, even AIDS didn't have that. It was just a matter of time after that. And it wasn't like George was a young man either. Old men don't fight disease off like they could when they were younger.<br><br>Stage 2 took George about a year and a half ago. There was nothing anyone could do really. One Researcher at GothCorp had developed a drug that could slow the transitions between the stages but didn't really help the stages themselves. She remembered him. A nice young man. A bit emotionally distant but that pretty fiancee of his was helping with that. A pity she had Stage 1 herself. Even worse that they both died in an accident a year ago. Such a waste, they deserved more time. They deserved the kind of time George and her got.<br><br>She remembered how he fought to get George into that Drug Trial, told his bosses it was to get toxicity data across a wide population but there were better ways to do that, she wasn't stupid.<br><br>This time her visit was different though. Normally she brought a taser just in case. This time there was a gun in her purse. And she had no intentions of going home afterwords.<br><br>"<strong>I love you, old man.</strong>" she says quietly to the grave, an old woman feeling older without her husband- but if what the offer said. . .someone was going to pay for taking her soul mate from her. Someone had too. They promised nothing too hard for her, just watch from the outside. The gun was a suggestion, just in case. She took it, gladly.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><em>Something New</em></span><br><br>"<strong>What's taking so long? The Business Elite are going to be here any minute!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Sorry Mr. Boyle, an issue with Catering Mr. Boyle.</strong>"<br><br>Ferris Boyle, CEO of GothCorp - a company considered a bright spot of hope on the corporate scene. 'The People Company', a company truly dedicated to the betterment of the Community. And this year, Ferris Boyle was announced the winner of the Humanitarian Industrialist of the Year. The CEOs and Boards of Directors of dozens of major corporations around the world were going to be here tonight and of course it was just amazing PR to insist on hosting the ceremony himself.<br><br>"<strong>Solve it! If I so much as see one undercooked Clam people are getting fired!</strong>"<br><br>A pause in the conversation.<br><br>"<strong>Kidding, of course. Sorry, I'm rather excited.</strong>"<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><em>Something Borrowed</em></span><br><br>Gotham Central Hospital. One of the beds that aren't so nice. One of the beds they tuck poor people in when they don't want investors to see them on 'surprise visits'.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">Johnny,</span></strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Momma?</strong>" says a man who in any other situation tries to give off the look that he'll kill whoever sees him as being weak.<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">Johnny, I don't think I have much time left.</span></strong>"<br><br>"<strong>No, no momma. The doctors say you're going to be fine.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Don't lie to your mother, boy.</span></strong>" she replies, trying to sound angry. Instead she just coughs, with some blood coming up.<br><br>"<strong>Alright Momma, sorry Momma. But it's going to be all better soon. Promise.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">Look, if it's about money- please, don't do anything like joining a gang.</span></strong>"<br><br>"<strong>It's not like that Momma. Promise. But I do have to head out for a while, but it's going to be all better soon.</strong>"<br>&nbsp;<br><span class="bbc_u"><em>Something Blue</em></span><br><br>Somewhere in Gotham, there is a man with a Heart of Ice. That's what he told himself anyway. That something so horrible has happened to him that emotionally he's been frozen dead. It was a lie of course, to anyone who talked to the man.<br><br>Right now, for instance. Would a man with frozen emotions be sitting here, looking past glass and ice at what lay in the chamber? He says nothing, just looks on- watching. Hoping.<br><br>Someone else walks into the room. Shivering a bit.<br><br>"<strong>We're almost ready, just need to wait for the ceremony to actually start.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Good. How many people are going to be in the building besides us and people with the event?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>A few security guys. Boyle practically was pushing them out the door at 5. And we're sure we can get them all in the same room when the time comes.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Good, that's all we need. Was there anything else?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Yeah, one thing. As a man who lost his wife young too.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Yes?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I don't care what anyone else says, that's the part that hurts the worst. I prayed that God would take me instead of Her, even added that it could be a painful death that gets me to try and sweeten the deal.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>A kind and loving God wouldn't of let that situation happen in the first place.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I know, but I was desperate. 'How Far Would You Go?' is the question, right? Well, I know. And you know. And truth be told- I'm thankful that this time one of us actually has a chance, you know? I mean, yeah- I get it. It's Slim at best, but it's Really There. No tricks, nothing false- this time one of us actually has a chance.</strong>"<br><br>The man who tells himself he has a Heart of Ice smiles at that, looking back at the glass and ice.<br><br>"<strong>If this works, so will a lot more of us. But. . .someone understands. Thank you.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Right, well- we're almost ready.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Right, give it an hour, then start phase 1.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>02-09-2012, 05:36:48</strong>
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				Zatanna (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6629073#msg6629073)<br><br>The business elite had managed to find their seats and the low buzz of a full audience brought a satisfied smile to the dark haired beauty’s lips.&nbsp; She had declined when Mr. Boyle had first asked her to put on a show for GothCorp and their favorite patrons.&nbsp; The more she had learned, the more difficult it had been to continue to say no.&nbsp; In the end, the entertainer had assured Mr. Boyle that it’d be an honor to put on a show on such a special evening.&nbsp; Humanitarian Industrialist of the year, sounded very much like an oxymoron to her.&nbsp; It probably would be if Bruce Wayne wasn’t considered an industrialist.<br><br>The half chance that she’d meet Mr. Wayne was only a distant enticement.&nbsp; The spirit world was restless and her divination had suggested that something noteworthy was about to happen.&nbsp; She simply couldn’t figure out if it was meant to happen in Gotham or Metropolis.&nbsp; She was in Gotham, and still hadn’t perfected teleporting, so whether wishful thinking or borderline laziness the homo magi decided to stay put.<br><br>The performance would give her reason to be amongst the affluent individuals of Gotham City.&nbsp; Stage magic would allow her to easily conceal any “hocus pocus” she’d have to do.&nbsp; Maybe she’d actually be able to meet the famed Bat too.&nbsp; Bruce Wayne and Batman in a single night might be too much for an ordinary girl.&nbsp; Thankfully, Zatanna Zatara wasn’t ordinary.<br><br>She disliked this costume.&nbsp; The fine, evening dress barely covered more than her normal stage attire, even if it was socially acceptable.&nbsp; The two inch high heels were likely the most comfortable thing about her current dress.&nbsp; That’d all be changed in just a few minutes.<br><br>Sleek, well defined legs preceded her from behind the curtain.&nbsp; The silver dress accentuated the magician’s natural curves, and her raven black hair fell in ringlets over her shoulders.&nbsp; A look she thought made her look too innocent to believe.&nbsp; Bare shoulders made the eye pause only briefly before it was drawn irresistibly to the plunging bodice.<br><br>With years of practice, and natural talent, the brunette timidly tapped on the microphone to draw the attention of the audience to the stage.<br><br><strong>”Um, excuse me,”</strong> she said.&nbsp; Her voice continued the charade of stage fright.&nbsp; <strong>”If I can have your attention.&nbsp; Ladies and Gentlemen, for your entertainment, please allow me to introduce, the world famous, Zatanna.”</strong><br><br>Lights and smoke exploded from the stage and moments later a tall, statuesque figure stepped out of the smoke.&nbsp; It was undoubtedly the same woman who had initially gained their attention, but irreversibly transformed.&nbsp; Tuxedo top and fishnets replaced the silver evening gown.&nbsp; Ringlet coiled hair was now in a professional bun, while top hat was extended toward the ceiling in an outstretched hand, as Zatanna made her entrance.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>03-09-2012, 19:36:16</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/BruceWayneAC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatanna<br><br><hr>Bruce Wayne would rather have been at home preparing to patrol the streets of Gotham that evening, but he had to maintain appearances, and if the billionaire playboy wasn't seen as events such as the Humanitarian Awards, people would start to wonder exactly what he did with his time and his money.&nbsp; Especially in light of the fact that he had won that very away for his philanthropy last year.&nbsp; He didn't know Ferris Boyle very well... he had met him in passing for business involving GothCorp and Wayne Enterprises and would seem to be the honest CEO with a heart of gold to most, but Bruce could tell that the man was hiding something, even if it were just a ruthless business acumen beneath a veneer of, well... a humanitarian.&nbsp; He didn't often ignore his instincts, though and this was no exception.&nbsp; He did a bit of research on the company and the man and he seemed clean.&nbsp; So for now, he would attend the award ceremony and applaud like all the other rich and affluent people of Gotham who were present.&nbsp; His limousine pulled up to the building and Bruce stepped out, but not before speaking to Alfred, who was driving.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Stay close, Alfred."</strong><br><br><strong>"Of course, Master Bruce."</strong><br><br>Once he had exited the car amidst camera flashes and people lined up outside to see the 'bigwigs' who would be attending the awards, Alfred drove away and Bruce flashed a winning smile to those gathered.&nbsp; He made his way into the building and was shown to the elevator that took him to the floor they were having the awards on.&nbsp; He entered the area and was promptly greeted by many faces, some familiar and some unfamiliar, at least in terms of who he'd met in person.&nbsp; Smiling politely, Bruce mingled for a bit.&nbsp; It seemed that no one had seen Boyle tonight as of yet and the people were wondering where the famous 'humanitarian' was.&nbsp; After a bit, Bruce took a seat at his assigned table and as the lights dimmed and the microphone tapped, he turned his attention to the woman on stage.&nbsp; <br><br>Internally, he had been mentally scoping the entire area out as soon as he stepped off the elevator, figuring where the most likely entry and exit points would be and under what circumstances.&nbsp; He made out where the minimal security guards were stationed, dressed in off the rack but expensive suits.&nbsp; One could never be too careful or plan too far ahead... especially the Batman.&nbsp; As he regarded the woman on stage, it appeared that Bruce was admiring her curves and form.&nbsp; <em>The timid bit is an act... but she's a very good actress.</em>&nbsp; He was intrigued suddenly.&nbsp; <br><br>As Zatanna was introduced and she reappeared in a cloud of smoke, Bruce smiled and clapped along with the others... he had heard the name, but now he would have to find out more.&nbsp; Later, though.&nbsp; For now, he had a magic act to enjoy.&nbsp; The billionaire prince of Gotham seemed right at home amongst this circle of socialites.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>04-09-2012, 06:43:25</strong>
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				<em>Somewhere Else, Somewhere Moving</em><br><br>"<strong>Facial Recognition workin' like a dream, boss. Have solid coverage on the people coming in too.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Excellent to Hear. Any surprises so far?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>They got Zatanna for the entertainment.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Unexpected, but no dramatic change to the plan needed. I can see how she can help in fact. Any other surprises?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>No, but you wanted to know if Bruce Wayne showed up. He just did.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>A pity. I was hoping he wouldn't show up.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Is he going to be a problem?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>On the Contrary. He's one of Us. If he hasn't figured it out yet. Tell the others to begin Phase 1.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>17-09-2012, 00:45:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/SelinaJLA.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Selina Kyle <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Catwoman (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6849266#msg6849266)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City - Unnamed Middle Class Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Lola (NPC), Open<br><br></span></span><hr><br>It had been a fairly easy day for Selina. She was ready to head home and slip into her suit where she could go help free a kitten in need of rescuing. It would have been a fairly easy thing to do but the hardest part was the wait. She hated waiting. However, the fat cat wouldn't leave his den until it was time to tom cat around and Selina wanted to get in there to save the kitten while he was well and gone. It just would not be any fun otherwise.&nbsp; Starting down the streets of Gotham her phone alerted her to a text message and she dug it out of her purse. With a raised brow she chuckled some and then texted back quickly. <br><br><em>See you there.</em><br><br>With a side detour down the next street she came upon a restaurant where her best friend Lola stood outside waiting on her. Selina walked up and gave her a hug and a small air kiss to her cheek. After linking her arm into the slightly older and more curvaceous woman, to put it mildly, they walked arm in arm into the dining establishment where they'd be seated. Selina was dressed nicely in her black dress while Lola wore a simple black pair of slacks and a blouse of a deep blue. She wore a gold necklace with a small Egyptian styled cat pendant. The feline was seated in a profile sort of position and had one green emerald for an eye. It rested in the abundance of cleavage the blonde haired woman liked to give glimpses of.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Lola.png)</div>Lola smiled at her best friend and they were quickly shown to a table by the hostess. Settling into their seats she looked back to Selina and sipped from the glass of water sitting on the table already.<br><br><strong>"See any tall, rich, and handsome men that might sweep you off your feet today?"</strong><br><br>The dark haired woman laughed at that and shook her head before looking up at the waiter who approached. She ordered them both a drink of their usual likings and then looked back to Lola again. Her friend obviously had spoken of one particular man, but Selina didn't wish to acknowledge any sort of crush she may or may not have on that particular bachelor of Gotham. She sipped from her own glass and then looked around the restaurant idly before shifting and crossing her legs.<br><br><strong>"No I have not see anyone of the sort today, much to someone's dismay. I'm sure he is likely at the humanitarian event tonight at Goth Corp. You know, one of those invite only parties that the exclusives of Gotham meet in swarms. Nothing you nor I could ever attain to being, not that we'd want to. How is the exciting life of a retired showgirl?"</strong><br><br>Raising a brow the blonde woman chuckled some and shook her head. Looking to the waiter who brought their drinks she took hers in hand and drank deeply of it. Lola had some wonderful times as a showgirl but didn't want to remember the bad parts either. She was retired for a reason and her figure had added a few pounds after she gave up her very active dancing routine. <br><br><strong>"Exciting.. yes.. very exciting. So when are you going to see him again?"</strong><br><br><strong>"I don't plan on it actually. He has his life and mine is far different. We're just too different I guess. Besides it would just end in a night of fantastic sex and then one of us would disappear into the dark and we'd be left wondering why or what could have been done otherwise. Its better just to avoid it altogether really. Bruce Wayne has other opportunities than to date a nobody like me. Besides.. he'd only cramp my style."</strong><br><br>Lola shook her head and looked at the menu in silence. The restaurant was busy and thankfully it was one they both could afford, though Lola had already planned on picking up the check before Selina could say anything on it. Selina looked over the menu at the same time as she half focused on it and on the man of their discussion. Her brow furrowed some and she took another drink from her glass before setting down the menu again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>20-09-2012, 02:37:52</strong>
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				Sometimes the best of intentions can drive bad things. <br><br>"<strong>6th floor, clear.</strong>" spoke Security Guard Wallace Chance into the Walkie-Talkies. Of course, everyone got the night off except security- when there's nothing in the building really worth a damn that couldn't be protected just fine by just locking the door.<br><br>"<strong>Alright, move up to 11 Wally.</strong>"<br><br>His partner Security Guard Aaron Proctor wasn't having second thoughts about what he had to do next really, but he was feeling bad about it. The syringe he was palming had a purple fluid that was his part of the plan. A plan that if it went well meant some care for his son that he desperately needed, and had no chance in hell of affording. It wasn't a choice at all really. Aaron was told that the fluid was developed from some sort of freezing experiments, the idea was a tranquilizer that kept people asleep and comfortable even as they froze. Sounded like Sci-Fi but he went with the other part of what they said about it. If injected directly into the jugular would immediately put Wally into a short coma- 6 hours, maybe a day at the absolute most. He wouldn't feel a thing, but the strike had been precisely timed and co-ordinated. Time ticks away before the moment before he had to act. When the time came he didn't hesitate- and honestly if it meant his son would live he'd kill Wally in a heartbeat. Being a parent was like that. No, not even a moment's hesitation, but he did feel bad about it.<br><br>"<strong>Floor 6, Clear.</strong>" he said to a different walkie-talkie meant for someone else entirely. Something that had been rather busy lately. . .<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp, Basement Lounge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>The lights come on with the motion sensors in a small room with no windows. Just a few couches, a counter, a microwave, and a refrigerator. It's the evening, normally nobody would be here until the IT people show up in the morning.<br><br>But two women, one of them very pregnant, enter the room with their hands held up trying not to look back. The man who follows them in the room definitely has some sort of gun to their backs. In Gotham that usually meant something absolutely horrible was about to happen. This time however, the man was in some sort of powered armor and the gun was unlike anything the women had ever seen.<br><br>"<strong>Look, mister- I don't know what this is about but we have money.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I don't want your money.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">Oh god, he's going to rape and kill us.</span></strong>" the pregnant one quietly panics.<br><br>"<strong>And there most certainly will be none of that. Lay out your cell phones and anything else you have that has internet access onto the counter.</strong>" the man with the Heart of Ice demands. The women, cowed into submission by fear, do as they are told.<br><br>"<strong>Alright- what else do you want?</strong>" asks the other woman present.<br><br>His answer is without words as he lowers his weapon at the pair of cell phones, a walkie-talkie, and a blackberry- pulling the trigger. What comes out of his gun isn't a bullet but what looks like some sort of bright beam of a pale blue energy. Instinct says to look away, when the ladies look back they see that their electronics are now in the middle of a block of ice about the size of a dinner platter.<br><br>"<strong>Stay away from the door when I leave.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>What if I go into labor?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>You only look close to your due date because you're having twins, Charlene. And I'm not sure if Marsha here is pregnant but I do know she's been trying. It was either this or be injected with an experimental tranquilizer, one I honestly have no idea on the effects it has on pregnancies. You are both very welcome.</strong>" the man in the armor says dismissively, already turning to leave. Both the women are so stunned by those words that they only move to sit down as he closes the door behind him- then watch as it ices over quickly.<br><br>"<strong>How could he possibly know that?</strong>" Charlene says quietly, shocked but honestly happy to be alive.<br><br>"<strong>I don't know, I can count on one hand the people I told that me and my boyfriend are trying to have a baby. And it's only that high because I asked a few people for medical advise and . . .</strong>" she starts, then pauses. Suddenly she gets a look, like she just saw a ghost.<br><br>"<strong>What? What is it?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Remember that researcher that died last December in the lab accident? The one with the sick fiancee?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>. . .Oh my God.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 09:07:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcQE2_EaQl5iK3lATbq77VJWHNTKFmJqMJNPIfjSgPQTjMIRuU_hVQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zatanna (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6629073#msg6629073)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gothcorp, center stage<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce, and whoever else<br><hr><br>A half dozen pure white doves flew over the audience's heads in a perfect horseshoe before they flew straight into Zatanna's top hat, one after another, and seemingly disappeared.&nbsp; The showgirl bowed to the applause before moving on to her next trick.<br><br><strong>"Ladies and Gentlemen, we've come to that point in the show where I inevitably call upon a volunteer from the audience.&nbsp; Are there any brave souls out there tonight?&nbsp; I promise, you won't be harmed.&nbsp; Not even a scratch.&nbsp; Surely Gotham's finest won't mind helping a girl out?"</strong><br><br>Zatanna scanned the audience.&nbsp; There was always a few volunteers.&nbsp; Usually people who were volunteered by their peers.&nbsp; Of course, someone willing to play along always made the show better.&nbsp; She'd only ever once had no one volunteer.&nbsp; Thankfully she had a friend in the audience she'd been able to call upon.&nbsp; Considering the caliber of people in attendance, Zatanna didn't really know anyone in the audience.&nbsp; Something about millionaires and showgirls not mixing.&nbsp; At least, not in public.<br><br>Shielding her eyes from the spotlight, the entertainer made a grand display of scouring the audience for the perfect volunteer.&nbsp; Otherwise, she could always call on GothCorp's CEO.&nbsp; He had as much invested in making this a night to remember as she did, after all.<br><br><strong>"Trust me, folks.&nbsp; I won't be sawing anyone in half... at least not permanently."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 19:10:46</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/BruceWayneAC.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatanna<br><br><hr>Bruce had watched as the woman on stage released a group of doves, his eyes following them as they flew over his head before they were caught in the magician's hat.&nbsp; He clapped again along with everyone else.&nbsp; It was when she asked for a volunteer that a man at the table beside him called out.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"My wife will volunteer!"</strong><br><br>The woman beside the man gave her husband a huffy nudge but smiled politely and stood up, flashing him an "I'll get you back for this later" look.&nbsp; As Bruce chuckled, the woman, who was in her late twenties with blonde hair made her way up the stairs to the stage amidst the applause of the rest of the room.&nbsp; It was then that Bruce heard the sound of Alfred's voice via the micro earbud in his ear.<br><br><strong>"Master Bruce, I do hate to ruin your evening... however it seems that something quite suspicious is happening at the loading bay.&nbsp; An old ice cream truck is parked just outside and it appears that guards are allowing some armed men dressed heavily for winter into the building.&nbsp; Do be careful, sir."</strong><br><br>Bruce frowned.&nbsp; Trouble, and him without his nice suit on.&nbsp; Amidst the distraction of the volunteer heading up on stage, Bruce was gone, though on his way out he had left a tiny bug in a potted plant by the doors so he could monitor the room from afar.&nbsp; The man who had volunteered his wife glanced over at the table that Bruce had been sitting at.<br><br><strong>"You like that, Bruce?&nbsp; Eh... Bruce?"</strong><br><br>He looked around and scratched his head.<br><br><strong>"Well this is a great time to have a bathroom break.&nbsp; He's going to miss out on the show.&nbsp; Ah well."</strong><br><br>The man turned his attention back toward the stage and continued his applause.&nbsp; Meanwhile, Bruce was in a tight spot, in the vents, making his way down to an access point in the back, where, after wrenching a grate free he slipped out and dropped the ten feet to land with a crouch, unseen by the suspicious guards at the loading bay.&nbsp; He narrowed his eyes, alert... and spoke low via the subdermal microphone he had on.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Alfred.&nbsp; I'm outside.&nbsp; Meet me on the corner of 7th and Harrison."</strong><br><br><strong>"Very good, sir.&nbsp; I've taken the liberty of preparing your change of clothing."</strong><br><br><strong>"Thank you, Alfred."</strong><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div>Stealthily, the man made his way across the street and over a block, where on the empty stretch of city block, his limousine sat idling.&nbsp; As Alfred sat in the driver's seat, Bruce opened the door and slipped in the backseat, beginning to remove his suit.&nbsp; He spoke low again, his voice having a dark edge to it.&nbsp; He was definitely in "Batman Mode" now.&nbsp; As he changed into his crime fighting "uniform", Alfred began driving around the block.&nbsp; As he pulled the cowl over his face, Batman spoke again, clicking his utility belt into place shortly afterward.<br><br><strong>"Head back to the manor and wait for me to contact you."</strong><br><br><strong>"Very good, sir.&nbsp; Best of luck to you."</strong><br><br>The wide sunroof slid open, revealing the tall buildings above and the Gotham evening sky.&nbsp; It would be fully dark soon.<br><br><strong>"You know I don't believe in luck, Alfred."</strong><br><br>With that, he aimed his grapple gun into the air and with a low pop of compressed air, the grapple shot up and latched onto the ledge of one of the smaller buildings, immediately pulling him swiftly up and out of the limo.&nbsp; Soon he was at the top of the building, using his grapple to climb to one of the taller buildings' ledges.&nbsp; Crouching on a Gargoyle 10 stories up, he had a clear vantage point of the ice cream truck and the loading bay.&nbsp; He watched to see if there were any "guards" still present.&nbsp; If there were, some interrogation seemed prudent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 03:01:51</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp, Frieght Elevators- Basement Level<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>Batman's assessment of the situation doesn't take long. What security guards that are left are helping the newcomers who quickly dissappear into the building. There doesn't seem to be anyone else watching the building in a uniform.<br><br>There does seem to be people in plain-clothes watching the building from across streets at various vantage points. Not the normal lookouts, they've obviously gotten little if any training- but they're so diverse. One of them is in the alley right next to the building Batman is on in fact, an old woman who looks almost lost and nervous but determined and clutching something in her purse.<br><br>Zatanna's reception is much more open of course as the wife of the Wayne Enterprises Executive takes it all in stride. She smiles at the oppurtunity actually, seems like she was just getting the courage up to volunteer herself. A smile as she approaches the stage.<br><br>And meanwhile, deep in the bowels of the building, the man with the Heart of Ice approaches the Frieght Elevator waiting for him. Normally he wouldn't dream of taking the elevator with this much weight but he knows the Gothcorp Freight Specs very well. Inside there's three of the volunteers and the chamber waiting.<br><br>"<strong>They gonna be okay, boss?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>They'll be fine, and more importantly they're out of the way.</strong>" he replies, looking back at the chamber- about the size of a thin, small car. A hand is placed on the glass.<br><br>"<strong>Rest well, my love. Tonight, the monster who took you from me will learn the old adage is true. Revenge, is a dish that really is best served Cold.</strong>" he says to it, quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metalzephyr</strong> on <strong>01-10-2012, 09:15:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/Andersonwilsonwithpatch.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Slade Wilson<br><strong>Nome De Guerre:</strong> Deathstroke<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gothcorp, Audience <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatanna<br><hr><br>His name wasn't one that polite circles knew very well.<br><br>Slade Wilson, the mercenary Deathstroke, was well known among many for his lethal talents, and his less than heroic reputation. But tonight was just one part of an effort to change that reputation. He had his reasons, and his methods, to do so. Tonight, that meant a fine tuxedo and a sharp haircut, his distinctive silver hair and eyepatch marking him out from Gotham's elite. There were several there who knew of him, but not many who wished to associate publicly with him. That was fine, he was here for the CEO of Gothcorp. It was high time to meet the man, to confirm that this was the sort of company that he wanted to support. Not just for the sake of supporting good works, but of helping redeem his spotty reputation.<br><br>Like so much of the audience, Slade was too busy sipping wine as he watched the evening's entertainment, to engage the rest of his table in conversation. Zatanna was a lovely woman, he had to admit, and he had to question just how much of her act was stage magic. Which depending on how one viewed it, was a compliment to either her skill as a performer, or as a mage.<br><br>She certainly was talented, and beautiful. He found himself actually enjoying himself, even relaxing. It was nice, lowering one's guard, even a little. The one weapon on his person had left him feeling a little more vulnerable than usual, but the woman controlling the room had him actually smiling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 03:35:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/CatwomanSidePanel.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Selina Kyle <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Catwoman (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6849266#msg6849266)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City - Unnamed Middle Class Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Lola (NPC), Open<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The two women had sat there enjoying their meal when Selina looked at Lola with a curious look. A slender shaped dark brow perked up and she looked around the restaurant then back to her best friend. The blonde woman looked back at her with a mild interest and shook her head. Selena grinned some and then took a long drink from her glass before wiping at her mouth with her napkin.<br><br>"Yes.. something is up.. you must go.. I will get it this time. Take care.. be careful and if you see him. Give his backside a squeeze for me."<br><br>Grinning madly at her, Selina nodded a touch. She could feel it in the air. Something was happening and she had to get out there and snoop around to see just what it was. Her fingers tingled as she felt a vibration of excitement over her entire body. The hairs on the back of her neck rising as she stood and leaned over to kiss Lola's cheek.<br><br><strong>"I will do so. Just for you darling. Be safe getting home. I'll talk to you later tonight, if its not too late."</strong><br><br>After saying her goodbyes to Lola, she slipped out of the restaurant and headed straight home to get better equipped. Heels and a skirt were not ideal for climbing walls or scaling cables. The heels she could deal with, the skirt, not so much. It took something more sleek and divinely tight that would cling to her form like a second skin to do the job right.&nbsp; Selina had been waiting for this all day. She loved the thrill and the chase was just as worthy as the prize. Well, in most cases. <br><br>Hailing her cab she slipped in and off she went to her apartment. It was faster this way and it would give her more time to look at her surroundings as she passed them by. Anything out of the ordinary would be a clue in and more so if there were any shadows she should be aware of up on the rooftops of Gotham. If Bruce had packed it in for the night, then Bats was likely out and if Batman was out, it was time for the Cat to play too. No fair in letting the Dark Knight have all the fun. <br><br>Pulling up in front of her apartment building, Selina paid the cabbie and then headed in through the front entrance. She'd nod to any who looked her way and smile with the hellos and good evenings before moving onward at a quick pace. No time for idle chitchat, things to do, people to find, toys to claim. She quickly got inside the apartment and in a flurry of heels, stockings and clothing she had found herself standing in front of the mirror zipping up her suit and stretching a little.<br><br><em>Meow. That's better.</em>&nbsp; <br><br>She smirked at herself in the mirror and then tucked her long hair up into a braid and pulled her mask on over it. Tightly keeping everything snugly inside and fitted smoothly she attached her whip to her hip and grabbed her backpack pulling it onto her shoulder before slipping the other arm in and putting it in place at her mid back. It was an unfortunate necessity. Heading out to the side alley window to her apartment she opened it up and slipped out into the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-10-2012, 07:25:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp, The Frieght Elevator<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>Building Secure.</strong>" comes over the radio of the volunteers. Good, just in time, the elevator was almost at the top floor. It was just about time. One more order before it really begins.<br><br>"<strong>Release Boreas Drones, waves Beta, Gamma, and Delta. Stay out of their way, and keep the winter clothes on- the resulting heat signiture will tell them you aren't targets. And stay away from unblocked windows until they do their work.</strong>" he gives one last order as the elevator comes to a stop.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://violaturtledove.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/tumblr_m5s92xWXXb1rtbcayo1_1280.jpeg)</div><br>"<strong>For Casey,</strong>" says one of the henchmen in the elevator with him. A touching gesture, he doesn't show any signs of approval or disapproval.<br><br>"<strong>For Mark,</strong>" adds another, one of the women- he doesn't look at which one, he doesn't need too.<br><br>"<strong>For Leslie,</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>For Jane,</strong>"<br><br>No, the man with the Heart of Ice does show one sign.<br><br>"<strong>For Nora.</strong>"<br><br><hr><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp, The Humanitarian Industrialist of the Year Awards<br><hr><br>The first warning anyone would receive in that audience would be something simple, something that instantly got attention, but for a moment a mystery. That was part of the plan, to first give a few moment to show just how little control anyone here had.<br><br>Truth is, the people on the outside would notice something was going on even before these people would. It was strange, it was late summer- why were the windows of the GothCorp building icing up? From the <em>Inside</em>? Impossible to actually look inside but it was like something was going from window to window and blocking the view with Ice.<br><br>But the people in that award dinner? Their first clue. From the front door of the ballroom, a cold wind suddenly blew in from the door. It wasn't dangerously cold, definitely at least 40 degrees fairenhait- might even of been 50 degres- but when a room as big as a ballroom suddenly plummets at least 20 degrees it's hard not to notice.<br><br>Then the front doors burst open with force as in came people with guns and winter coats. People who looked scared but resolute- like they didn't like what they were doing but liked the alternative even less. And that's the most normal thing that comes in that door.<br><br>They're followed by something that looks like a thin concept car with a glass top, the inside lit with a calm white light- with a crack on one side betraying that it's not as serene as it looked. Whatever was in it was sunken in too far to see without leaving seats. When the whole. . .thing. . .is wheeled inside panets on the sides and below open and grey/blue metal robots roll out, sprout legs and small helicopter blades and take flight. The things, about the size of basketballs, zip toward the windows and immediately some sort of blue steam of what looks like some sort of cross between Water and Blue Light comes out. And where the light hits the windows immediately ices up to block the view from the outside.<br><br>Then last, HE comes in. The armor he was wearing was physically imposing, like what you'd expect from some sort of robot. But there's a pilot inside, a pilot with what looks like pale blue skin, red goggles over his eyes, not a single strand of hair, and with pieces of his lips missing. The weapon he carries on one arm looks vaguely gun-ish but definitely not any caliber any experienced gun user ever has seen.<br><br>"<strong>Ladies and Gentlemen. This is NOT a hold-up. For the vast majority of you I have absolutely no interest in your money or valuables nor do I have any interest in taking your lives. For those of you I do have interest in your resources, I promise you it has nothing to do with Greed.<br><br>I hesitate to even call all of you Hostages. I hesitate, but that is exactly what you are. You should know that you can't use the Freight Elevator to leave without Our Permission, and the Freight Elevator is the only way to leave that doesn't mean you have to contend with more of my colleagues and a fleet of the drones you see icing up the Windows. I assure you, the weapons the drones are using work very well on Flesh.<br><br>So if you want to leave with Our Permission and take the Freight Elevator, the only path that is perfectly safe, all of you follow our instructions too the letter. For most of you, if you do what we say this evening will be remembered as the evening you witnessed a Monster was brought to Justice, no harm done to you in any way.<br><br>But for Some of you, I promise something else. For Some of you- Winter is Here.</strong>" the man instructs. Simple really, people in this room are free to leave at any time- but only if they want to brave building full of traps and weapons that promise an icy death. He leaves out the part that the other volunteers were there in case they wanted to give some mercy, but given what some of these people in this room did that seemed doubtful.<br><br>"<strong>The First Instruction is for Ferris Boyle and Ferris Boyle Alone. Three Questions - <br><br>Who am I? <br>Who is in that chamber?<br>What did you do to the two of us?<br><br>One chance each question- 10 people can use the elevator for every correct answer.</strong>"<br><br>The man with the Heart of Ice steps forward, heading for the table for the guest of honor. Victor inwardly hopes Boyle knows what's coming for him, the Icy Hand of Vengeance. Anything, if Boyle suffers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2012, 06:39:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcQE2_EaQl5iK3lATbq77VJWHNTKFmJqMJNPIfjSgPQTjMIRuU_hVQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zatanna (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6629073#msg6629073)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gothcorp, center stage<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce, and whoever else<br><hr><br>Zatanna bowed politely to the female volunteer and then helped her up on stage.&nbsp; She asked the volunteer's name and then introduced the woman to the audience.&nbsp; All in all, Zatanna was rather pleased with the person who had volunteered.&nbsp; The woman seemed ready to enjoy a bit of spotlight and the magician had just the trick to give the woman her fifteen minutes of fame.&nbsp; <br><br>While escorting the woman to the center of the stage Zatanna's attention was drawn by something unnatural.&nbsp; Not mystical, but unnatural, such as a sudden and unexpected drop of twenty degrees.&nbsp; The chill started on the flesh of her legs underneath the fishnet stockings, not exactly winter clothing, and quickly spread through the rest of her body.&nbsp; The mist of her breath gave visible confirmation.<br><br>Moving quickly now, Zatanna took the arm of the volunteer, more roughly than she normally would, and stuffed her into a standing box even as the first of the henchmen burst through the door.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Stay where you find yourself until I come to get you,"</strong> she told the woman before closing the box and turning to her audience she whispered, <strong>"Edih reh erehwemos efas."</strong><br><br><em>One down too many left,</em> she thought to herself as she watched the entry of Mr. Freeze.&nbsp; <br><br>Why couldn't it be Mr. Sunshine on a Tropical Beach?&nbsp; Probably because he was too happy to break the law.&nbsp; Well, on the upside her chances of meeting the Batman just increased.<br><br>Zatanna stepped away from the box and walked casually to center stage, hands partially risen.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't want to drawn attention to herself, not if she wanted to help her audience members.&nbsp; It wasn't long before Freeze announced whom he was after and began stalking toward Ferris Boyle.&nbsp; Even if the villain was expressionless in that cold casing he called armor.&nbsp; The cold deliberateness of his movements spoke volumes as to the man's intent.<br><br>Zatanna hated giving herself away, but she couldn't help but feel if she didn't do something Ferrix Boyle's life would be over.&nbsp; Though, more daunting, if she did the wrong thing she could cost the entire audience their lives.&nbsp; It was a good thing she liked to improvise.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metalzephyr</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 07:39:03</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Slade Wilson<br><strong>Nome De Guerre:</strong> Deathstroke<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gothcorp, Audience <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatanna<br><hr><br>It was, all told, quite a grand entrance. Very impressive.<br><br>The cold was a nice touch, terribly thematic.<br><br>Moving to his feet, so as to not seem odd, being the only one in the room to remain calmly seated, he began to assess his options, as the model-of-mental-health in the power suit started to monologue.<br><br>Slade could feel the one short carbon-fiber dagger at his ankle, and knew that one knife wouldn't be enough to take down the madman. It would probably be well within his capabilities to slip out, and fight through those outer guards and drones he could not avoid completely. Escape was going to be an option at any time however, and for now, there was a larger concern. While many of these people were doubtless guilty of something or other, many others were not. So Slade stayed where he was, hidden as best as he could be in the crowd. He watched as the man with the curious gun approached Ferris Boyle, and did not yet act. Being so poorly armed himself, he was not in a position to save the man. So for now he would stay while others were let go, making sure that the most that could be saved were. He was going to make a poor captive, he just wanted to wait until there was only a few hostages left before acting. Then again, an opportunity might just present itself...<br><br>This was Gotham after all, the city where a Bat could cast a long shadow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>09-10-2012, 18:10:56</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie the Vet<br><br><hr>Batman watched as the two goons disappeared into the building.&nbsp; So much for interrogating one of them.&nbsp; He did notice a few people who seemed to be watching the area from across the street... unlikely marks.&nbsp; An old woman in the street beneath him, a veteran in a wheelchair a building down... they all seemed intent on whatever they were doing, but at the same time nervous.&nbsp; He wasn't about to try and interrogate the old woman.&nbsp; According to the sensors in his cowl, her heartbeat was slightly erratic and his appearance could very well startle the woman into cardiac arrest.&nbsp; So he leaped from the gargoyle he had crouched on before and his cape spread out, stiffening to allow him to glide down to the next building, where he touched down on a ledge about 2 stories up, just above the alleyway where the man in the wheelchair sat.&nbsp; <br><br>Crouching down, he activated a device in his utility belt, a jammer that should block outgoing communications within about thirty feet around him.&nbsp; That done, he jumped and silently touched down on the ground about fifteen feet behind the man.&nbsp; With his cowl, he scanned the man's person and tried to determine what, if anything he had on him.&nbsp; He spun the man's wheelchair around from behind and narrowed his eyes at the man, speaking in a dark, menacing tone that implied he was in no mood for the runaround.<br><br><strong>"What's going on in the GothCorp building?&nbsp; I'll know if you lie to me."</strong><br><br>The incoming transmission of from the bug he had left in the room of the 'party' was slightly distorted, but he had to give Fox credit... he was still able to make out everything that was happening in there.&nbsp; Whoever was in there had taken hostages.&nbsp; He looked to the man, waiting for an answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>10-10-2012, 05:37:59</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Eddie the Vet<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman (and Catwoman if she's around)<br><br><hr><br>Eddie the Vet was career military before he lost his legs below the knees. Saying he doesn't startle would be an outright lie, not with how Batman is tracking his vitals- but he doesn't show it on his face. The years on his face tell the story that he was military a long time ago though.<br><br>There's a gun in his jacket pocket. He'd reached for it, his hand on it- in those tense moments as he looks Batman in the eyes he's thinking about whether or not to pull it and use it- moments that tick by like gunshots themselves.<br><br>And in the end, he decides that Batman was many things- the enemy wasn't one of them. His hand eases, and he pulls his hand out slowly.<br><br>"<strong>Batman, I thought you were a myth.</strong>" he admits, trying to calm down. The hand instead goes down to rub his stump.<br><br>"<strong>Some long overdue Justice, Batman. Not all the badguys wear costumes. Some of those guys in there have bigger body counts then Joker, they're just smart enough to not brag about it.</strong>"<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open (Everyone else)<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>We got a problem, boss.</strong>" one of the underlings in a winter coat says to the large man in the armor, "<strong>Wayne isn't here.</strong>"<br><br>The man in the armor almost isn't paying attention, a dismissive wave of his hand, "<strong>We'll deal with that in a moment. For now, just start the sorting. This is a moment for Boyle and I, but there should be a record. Summer Gleason, come here- and bring a camera man.</strong>"<br><br>The volunteer nods, motions to others- at least a dozen of them pulling out what look like SmartPhones and going over the guests. The people with the coats and guns get to work, check people's faces- patterns start to develop already.<br><br>Children they don't even bother with, they're directed toward the wall away from the windows in a corner.<br>So are many of the adults. But sometimes they find someone they're looking for, and they're given a hard boot toward the now iced over windows.<br><br>"<strong>Miss Zatanna, if it helps- I caught your Vegas special. Liked it.</strong>" a young woman in a parka says as she approaches the stage. Her eyes tell of someone who doesn't get much sleep, and hasn't for a long time. She motions with the gun for the Magician to join the larger group away from the windows.<br><br>So far, the sorters haven't gotten to Slade Wilson. They will soon though, the programs in the phones seems to be completely automated.<br><br>Ferris Boyle is finally produced, walking toward the man in armor with his hands in the air and a gun in his back. He looks afraid, terrified. Summer Gleason, the star TV reporter of Gotham 12 News, and her camera man don't need any such motivation. He puts the camera up faithfully, the red light comes on.<br><br>"<strong>Well, Boyle- your answer?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I . . . I have no idea, look- I don't know what your problem is but we're willing to list-</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Spare me, Boyle. I've heard this before. Look in the glass, and try again.</strong>" the man in the armor speaks. Summer begins to shiver in her black formal dress as the three of them do.<br><br>When they see what's inside, only the Camera man is stoic. Summer gives a gasp of shock, and Ferris- he reacts not so calmly as he breaks out to back away.<br><br>"<strong>NO, NO! YOU'RE DEAD! I SAW YOU DIE!</strong>"<br><br>The cannon in the armored man's arm silences Ferris with the threat of firing, Ferris staring down the barrel and about to get a face-full of whatever it fired.<br><br>"<strong>Who is that?</strong>" Summer asks, trying to get the armored man's attention- trying to save a life.<br><br>"<strong>My Wife.</strong>" the armored man says simply, and in a way it works. The armored man has to lower the cannon to press a few buttons on the armor's shoulder. A hatch opens on the arm with a USB memory stick coming out. He hands it to Summer, calmly.<br><br>"<strong>You have 10 minutes to get the video file on this drive playing across your news television station and uploaded on Gotham 12 News' website. If it's not up when time is up, I start freezing hostages.</strong>"<br><br>Summer nods, takes a few steps back, and her and her camera man go to a table and start opening up data ports on the camera to get to work.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>19-10-2012, 07:52:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcQE2_EaQl5iK3lATbq77VJWHNTKFmJqMJNPIfjSgPQTjMIRuU_hVQ.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zatanna (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6629073#msg6629073)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gothcorp, center stage<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Bruce, and whoever else<br><hr><br>"Miss Zatanna, if it helps- I caught your Vegas special. Liked it." a young woman in a parka says as she approaches the stage. Her eyes tell of someone who doesn't get much sleep, and hasn't for a long time. She motions with the gun for the Magician to join the larger group away from the windows.<br><br><strong>"It'd help if you weren't wielding a gun in my general direction.&nbsp; Why are you doing this?&nbsp; You don't seem like the hard criminal type?"</strong>&nbsp; The magician responded with icy breath as she moved to the larger group while she pulled the jacket of her tuxedo tighter about her form.<br><br>While she didn't mind speaking with her captives her attention was predominately upon Freeze and Boyle.&nbsp; She couldn't tell what was in the cylinder from where she was though she had seen a glimpse of what had appeared to be a frozen hand and overheard Boyle's shocked announcement.&nbsp; The announcement that Wayne was missing only irritated her.&nbsp; She'd seen him when the performance had begun but she'd missed when he'd slipped out.&nbsp; She didn't like people stepping out of her shows.&nbsp; She could understand it, but she didn't like it.&nbsp; It wounded her professional ego.<br><br>Addressing the woman in the parka and was holding a gun on her once more, <strong>"if all you guys want is Boyle you do realize that there were less public ways of getting to him, right?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>20-10-2012, 01:20:08</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie the Vet<br><br><hr>Batman paused... he didn't want to hurt this guy.&nbsp; He didn't seem to be a bad person, and he prided himself on being a good reader of character.&nbsp; As he took all this in, he listened to the slightly garbled sound of the fiasco upstairs.&nbsp; The sound of the man's voice who was apparently the leader seemed slightly distorted, as though he were speaking through a fan.&nbsp; He narrowed his eyes as the man, who apparently had some sort of beef with Boyle threatened to freeze his hostages if his demands weren't met.&nbsp; Every villain seemed to have to have some sort of gimmick, it seemed.&nbsp; He looked down at Eddie and spoke sharply.<br><br><strong>"There are other ways to go about looking for justice than threatening to kill innocents.&nbsp; Your boss doesn't seem to care who he hurts to get to Boyle, and that makes him as bad as anyone in my book.&nbsp; Who is he?&nbsp; Why is he doing this?&nbsp; What's his beef with Boyle?"</strong><br><br>Batman was running out of patience.&nbsp; People were going to potentially die up there and he was not about to let that happen if he could help it.&nbsp; Whether mundane or 'super' criminals, they were all criminals... and he would bring them to justice.&nbsp; One didn't need to hurt innocent people to achieve that justice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>21-10-2012, 21:17:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Eddie the Vet<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Batman<br><br><hr><br>Eddie the Vet shakes his head a bit at that, "<strong>You wouldn't say that if you knew what was coming next.</strong>"<br><br>He takes a moment to turn the wheelchair back around to look at the building, the ice on the windows almost all the way to the top now.<br><br>"<strong>Desert Storm. Used to be that Wayne Industries made weapons, and rumors around the barracks were that some of the top management at WI didn't really care which side of a war they sold them too. Didn't believe the rumors myself- until I lost my legs and four of my men to a Wayne Industries Anti-Personnel Mine. Credit to Bruce Wayne, when he took the family business back over one of the first things he did was cut the Weapons program- a few very well-timed resignations too- but nobody's seen the inside of a courtroom about it.<br><br>So when one of their widows tells me that their kid has some terminal blood disease and is so desperate for help that she even asks the cripple that used to be her husband's CO and the grapevine says someone else can help, well- I'm not in the mood to ask too many questions. Maybe I should of, I don't know.<br><br>Heard all sorts of things, Batman. No idea which ones are true- but the basic gist is that Boyle talks a good game but in the end he's got no problems with people dying if it helps his profit margin, but this time the guy wasn't quite as dead as Boyle thought. Some of the others call the boss 'Mr. Freeze'.<br><br>Now if you don't mind, there's an old lady in the next alley who could use an escort.</strong>"<br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Melissa the Hostage Taker<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp Convention<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Zatanna and Slade<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>None of us are, really Ms. Zatanna.</strong>" she admits, keeping up the motions for Zatanna to join the larger group.<br><br>"<strong>My Sister is dying. Lung Cancer, she didn't even smoke. We're twins, I bet you can imagine how close we are. And I've asked around, we've all got similar stories.<br><br>This isn't about getting Boyle- though for a lot of us like Mr. Freeze revenge would be nice, granted- but in the end this is about something else. How far would you go for someone you love?</strong>"<br><br>A couple of the sorters get to Slade's table and takes his picture. It takes a second, and the bigger one that actually is holding the iPhone looks confused.<br><br>"<strong>This guy doesn't show up.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That can't be right, maybe he's not on the guest list?</strong>"<br><br>The bigger one turns to Slade with not the faintest idea who he is talking to.<br><br>"<strong>Buddy, you picked the wrong party to crash tonight. Who are you?</strong>"<br><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open (Everyone, Including Catwoman)<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>Data's sent. Should be uploaded in a few minutes.</strong>" the camera man says outloud, trying to ignore how cold he was feeling. Summer was shivering in the dress she was wearing but not thinking about it.<br><br>"<strong>Very Good.</strong>" the armored man replies, still with Boyle staring down the barrel of the weapon. So tempting to just squeeze the trigger, so tempting. . .<br><br>No, there was a plan.<br><br>"<strong>Take Mr. Boyle to the stage, give him a seat.</strong>" he says to some nearby underlings, "<strong>And give Ms. Gleason his suit jacket, he won't be needing it.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Are you going to kill him?</strong>" Summer asks, ever the dutiful reporter as Boyle tries to struggle- but with a few normal guns in his face it's not very spirited.<br><br>"<strong>Think about it Ms. Gleason. To never again feel a hot wind in your face while holding a warm hand- there's only one thing in the whole universe I want more then freezing his face solid while he begs me to stop. Get your camera ready, you're broadcasting our demands live.</strong>" he says with a twisted grimace, but if fades when he looks back at the chamber.<br><br>"<strong>We're ready.</strong>"<br><br>The breaking news story is soon playing on every TV set to Gotham 12 News in the city, and quite a few other after that not long after.<br><br>"<strong>Good Evening Gotham. My associates and I have a message about this year's Humanitarian Industrialist of the Year. My name is Dr. Victor Fries and I used to work for GothCorp and Mr. Boyle as one of the Research Scientists, mostly as a Biochemist in the Pharmaceutical Division. My work and publications are public record. What's also on the public record is that my wife and I died last winter in a laboratory accident. We're not dead, but it was no accident.<br><br>My then-fiancee Nora was diagnosed with MacGregor's Syndrome. Those of you who've also had loved ones with the disease know that the disease has a near 100% mortality rate and, with the recent exception of Trimazipanicephilene sold by GothCorp to slow the advancement between the 5 stages, there's no effective treatments- let alone a cure.<br><br>I was determined to find a cure to save my wife's life, but Nora's disease progressed faster then I could develop treatments even with the Trimazipanicephilene. When she reached Stage 3 I was desperate and took my work in a new direction with Cryogenic Stasis. On December 21st of last year, Nora was in Stage 5 and my Stasis chamber was ready. We married, then my Nora went into Stasis.<br><br>I acknowledge that for my research I used GothCorp's resources, but that didn't give Ferris Boyle the right to do what he did to us. He entered the lab with a gun and starting shooting the equipment, then there was an explosion and he assumed we were dead.<br><br>Nora's stasis chamber has been damaged- she's technically still alive but if she ever achieves consciousness or if there's ever an attempt to bring her out of Stasis, she will die. My biology has been radically mutated- if I'm not kept in a subzero environment or a set of chemicals in my bloodstream is ever lower then a minimum concentration to prevent crystal formation, I will die.<br><br>Ferris Boyle murdered a pair of newlyweds on their wedding day because he thought it was profitable to do so, we're just taking a while to actually die. The evidence is now being uploaded onto the internet for public viewing. Not only that, but he's hiding that my work on MacGregor's Syndrome has actually lead to treatments and cures for the first 2 stages of MacGregor's Syndrome. He's willing to let people die if the drugs that would save their lives aren't profitable enough. THAT is your humanitarian of the year.</strong>"<br><br>He directs the cameraman to start showing the hostages as he continues.<br><br>"<strong>The children will be released immediately, along with a parent or guardian if they're particularly young. We'll also release a hostage for the release of the data of a potential life-saving medicines being hidden by companies like GothCorp.<br><br>Discover new medicines and treatments for terminal illnesses, and more hostages will be released. We will negotiate with Bruce Wayne for the release for more hostages. Find cures for the other three stages of MacGregor's and we'll release all hostages.<br><br>There is no time limits but until all hostages are released- or dead- the treatments for every patient with a Terminal Illness in Gotham will be paid for by whoever we have sitting on that stage. When they run out of money, they Freeze.<br><br>Get to work, Gotham.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>24-10-2012, 01:48:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/CatwomanSidePanel.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 11pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Selina Kyle <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Catwoman (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6849266#msg6849266)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City - Rooftop Hopping<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Open<br><br></span></span><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>It wasn't hard to make her way up to the rooftops. She had started off through the city at a slow and easy pace. There was most assuredly something going on, she could feel it, but she wasn't quite sure what it was. Her lip tucked in as she scanned the horizon and lept to the next rooftop over. Pausing to sit on a corner in the dark she glanced out at the big city before her. Gotham was huge to some people but to Catwoman it was just a big playground that would never be ready for her. She liked it that way and kept it that way for the most part. Below her she could hear a television set blaring. It likely belonged to an elder person or someone who had been to one too many rock concerts as a teenager. She could hear it plainly as she sat there listening intently on what could only be a broadcast of some sort. Emergency broadcast. News broadcast. Something along those lines.<br><br>Discover new medicines and treatments for terminal illnesses, and more hostages will be released. We will negotiate with Bruce Wayne for the release for more hostages. Find cures for the other three stages of MacGregor's and we'll release all hostages.<br><br>There is no time limits but until all hostages are released- or dead- the treatments for every patient with a Terminal Illness in Gotham will be paid for by whoever we have sitting on that stage. When they run out of money, they Freeze.<br><br>Get to work, Gotham."<br><br>She rose a brow and shook her head. This wasn't good. There was one thing that would be for certain. Batman is likely there or on his way very soon. She wasn't sure how she felt about seeing him, but she knew given the situation it would likely take both of them or more to handle it. How one person could expect all of that within such a short amount of time could only mean they were insane. Then again, insane was often mistaken for fanatical. Nothing was wrong with someone who believed in what they deserved in life or what should be freed from its holdings. She had one specific item she had intended on freeing soon but it would have to wait. Tonight would belong to this event. Frozen in Time. That would be a good news headline. They would all need for time to be frozen to pull this off, that was for certain. <br><br>As the broadcast ended she swiftly started back off through the city. She still wasn't sure exactly where to go, but she was quite sure if the Bat was around, she'd find it easily enough. Leaping over to the next building she sat across from GothCorp and looked down at the street below. Something caught her eye and she focused in with her goggles. There he was. She smirked a little to herself and scaled across some wiring until she lashed out her whip, grasping onto a pole on the building next to the alley Batman was in. She swung herself up and landed without a sound while rolling up her whip all in one swift motion. Crouched down she shifted to the edge just in time to see Batmans conversation coming to a close. The wheelchair bound vet headed out and she dropped down landing in a crouch before standing up to her full height with a quiet motion. She almost purred as she was so close to him. Her goggle hidden eyes drinking in the solid form of a man that the thugs of Gotham feared most. <br><br><strong>"I heard you need a little help before a few ASSets are frozen.&nbsp; I thought it might be a purrrfect time for us to work together again. Don't you think so? After all.. I don't see Boy Blunder about...."</strong><br><br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 04:02:03</strong>
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				JP: <br><br>Names: Hawkgirl and Robin<br>Location: Gotham City Rooftops<br>Tag: Catwoman, Green Lantern<br><br>(http://images.wikia.com/smallville/images/2/26/Hawkgirl.jpg)<br><br>Lois Kent: Hawkgirl flew down onto the rooftop of the Gotham City Modern art gallery which was opposite Gotham Corpe. She was here in Gotham beacuse she heard over Police scanners that Mr Freeze was holding hostages inside the Science Institute. Hawkgirl had been on her way back home and caught the transmission through her Thanagraian signal device. The Winged Huntress stood tall with her silver mace in her right hand. She watched as News Vans and Police Cars swarmed around the closed off building. Her green eyes narrowed, takeing Hostages was such a cowardly thing to do. But as the red head looked on she saw the large entrance doors open and several young children with a handful of parents go free. So at least the cold hearted bastard kept to his word. Just then she sensed a presence behind her, the winged wonder swung around her Mace almost makeing contact with the young man behind her. He however easily doged her swing attack. "Robin." She stated as she recognised the young hero and protage of the Batman. Hawkgirl had met him once before the last time she was in Gotham but it was very brief indeed. She put her weapon back at her side clipping it to her belt. She put her hands together in a prayer like manner and bowed to her fellow warrior. A mark of respect that her people showed. "I come to offer Gotham my assistance. And&nbsp; this Freeze my Mace." She said matter of factly. <br><br>ibbykun121: The sudden mace swing was most certainly anticipated by the dark knight's young ward, and upon dodging that heavy attack Robin merely gave Hawkgirl a bit of smirk. "Well, nice to see you too.." He answered, a hint of sarcasm in his tone. It was true, the two were mostly unacquainted with one another, but like Batman, Robin was privvy to certain information on most if not every league member. As she bowed in respect to him, he cocked a brow, but returned the bow himself. "Well, the help's much appreciated. Guess you heard all the commotion over the airwaves too, right?" He crossed his arms over his chest, looking just past her and towards the Goth Corp building. "Freeze isn't really looking to be subtle, even an idiot could tell that much. He's seriously making a spectacle of this..."<br>"That...and we all kind of heard his little broadcast." He mentioned with a shrug. "Freeze is a scumbag. He's holding people hostage...but I can't help but feel for the guy a little." He frowned slowly, looking over towards Hawkgirl. "We'll stay put for now, let all the children and the parent they go with leave and get far away. THEN we can find a way in and start bustin' some heads. Sound good to you?"<br><br>Lois Kent: Hawkgirl listened to the young hero. Freeze was one blackmailing the city. He said he felt sypmathy for Freeze. The winged warrior frowned. "Why? Beacuse his wife is sick? If she was a good woman his crimes in her name would sicken her. And if she is not then perhapes the world would be better off without them both. However you are proberblly correct, he is not as ruthless as youre Joker if he spares the Children. Perhapes we can reason with him?" Robin knew this Freeze better then she. But she couldn`t help but wonder if the Batman was close by. "Is youre Partner inside the building?" She knew The Batmans skills were second to none, he was the pinical of human perfection. The quickest way to take down Freeze with no fatalities would surely be the best.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>ibbykun121: "Preachin' to the choir, lady. I don't condone any of this hostage BS....but Boyle. He deserves all he's getting right now..." He lowered his arms, clenching his fists. "Two people are nearly murdered. People continue to die of MacGregor's disease en masse. And for what? So a rich man can get richer?" He stepped pased Hawkgirl quickly, kneeling on the edge of the building they stood on. "Makes me sick..." He muttered mostly to himself, brow furrowed with an anger he tried to bury, an anger he'd been trying to bury his entire life. He punched his fist aganst the concrete roof firmly, not even flinching. "Like I said, we'll just hold back for a second, wait, and then we'll go for it. But Boyle's gonna have to answer for his crimes, too."<br><br>Lois Kent: Hawkgirl moved closer to the young hero. "Boyle will pay too. But not at the Hands of Freeze." She knew blood would not account for blood. The young Robin had failed to answear her question about weather ore not the Batman was allready inside the building. She wonderd if perhapes the two had some kinde of argument. After all the Boy Wonder as he was called was getting older. Perhapes he needed some more solo credit. "You and I will have to act quickly and efficiantly to ensure no innocents are killed when we take down Freeze." She said sternly to the young hero.&nbsp; <br><br>ibbykun121: "Yeah, yeah..of course. We won't let Freeze get away with this." He assured with a nod, slowly standing back up and returning his attention to the winged hero that'd approached. Unlike her, Robin was a bit more...flexible in his beliefs. Sometimes bloodshed was acceptable...only sometimes. It was an opinion he rarely shared, and one that had caused a bit of a rift between him and his mentor, who obviously disapproved of his violent and hotheaded attitude. Despite this, they were not having some sort of arguement in that particular moment. It was just the way they had begun operating. As Robin grew older, he was given more oportunities to go on patrols on his own, preperation for the time when he finally outgrew the Robin title and seperated from Gotham's Dark Knight. "I agree with you. We'll have to work quickly, at least to get everyone out. Then we can beat on these guys...I'd imagine Bats is nearby. I've got him on commlink whenever I need him...Guess this would be a good time, eh?"<br><br>Lois Kent: Hawkgirl nodded when Robin said they would Comm Batman in when the time was right. "Then we wait until the hostages are at a safe distance. She dropped down and sat over the building. She started to finde a place of inner calm which she would channel when the time was needed for combat. "How did you come to be in this line of work?" She asked the hero next to her when some time had passed. "For it is not for the Faint of heart, and I can only imagen what horros you must face here in Gotham City." She mused as she looked up at the one called Robin.&nbsp; <br><br>ibbykun121: "How did I come into this line of work?" He repeated to himself. It only took him a moment to begin to chuckle to himself. There were certain things a person never particularly forgot, and the events that eventually led him to being adopted were certainly among those things. "Well, you see, I was a pretty ballsy kid. And I was down on my luck...so..yeah." He was grinning wide by now, obviously waxing nostalgic as he thought. "Anyway, I used to bum car parts off cars I found on the street. So, imagine my surprise when I find the batmobile parked in an alleyway. Needless to say, I got a good amount of cash for those tires. And I got caught." He crossed his arms once more, watching as people continued to leave the building ahead of them. "There's a bit more to it than that, but it's all I'm able to tell you really...How about you?"<br><br>Lois Kent: "Born into it." She told him when he asked her how she got into this line of work. "On my homeworld. Thanagar it is seen as the highest honour to serve in our army. My farther served and his farther. So it was unquestaonable that I too would serve. My loyalty was rewarded, I was given the mission to come to Earth and act as a go between our worlds. A high honour indeed." She told him as she rested her hands on her thighs. "Youre planet is hosting to many species from the galaxy. You need to be prepared...not all of them are potential allys." She knew of the Kryptonian calling herself Power Girl had made herself known to the world but she wonderd how many other species were hideing out here. "However with inderviduals like youreself and Batman I don`t doubt you would be more then ready for any threats that may befall you."<br><br>ibbykun121: "Born into a life as part of an alien army, alien to me at least, and then assigned a mission to act as a liaison between your planet and Earth?" Of course, Robin was very much aware of her alien origins and her duties, but it was still quite impressive to hear about straight from the horse's mouth. "Well, you're just a regular badass, huh?" He mention with a smirk, an expression which grew more serious as the Thanagarian continue on about the many species taking shelter on earth. "It's kinda crazy to think about. Even for me." He admitted to the woman. "I mean, when I was a kid, if somebody would've told me aliens were..well...everywhere, I would've laughed at them. Probably stole thier wallet, too. But if people knew, if people REALLY knew...they'd freak the hell out. He was kind of quiet for a moment before he continued. "Being partners with Batman, though ya kinda get used to it though."<br><br>loislanekent: "Eventully even the Alien beacomes more acceptable after awhile. She heavily sighed as she closed her eyes and continued monatering her own heartbeat. Connecting herself to her sourroundings before battel. <br>She opened her eyes seeing the Last of the Hostages been set free. <br>"This is youre city Robin. How do you advise we attack?" She asked him as she turned to look at the handsome hero.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 10:21:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><br><hr><br>Bruce Wayne hadn't called yet, that was getting a little annoying but that wasn't against the plan. Yet. The stranger that had crashed the party was not a pleasant variable either but it was a wild card that was under control for now. Now he was at Nora's Chamber, establishing computer connections with the R&amp;D Departments of the Companies around the world with their CEOs in his icy sights.<br><br>"<strong>But, MacGregor's Syndrome is Incurable!</strong>" says someone from one of the Japanese companies.<br><br>"<strong>Files are being uploaded to your computers over the network as I speak, showing my work. I cured the first two stages myself.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I just skimmed our copy- it. . .could work.</strong>" a scientist at Wayne Enterprises replies.<br><br>"<strong>Could?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Victor, we need more time. This is a lot to process.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Time you have in plenty. Just keep in mind that you're paying for it in the lives of your employers.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Victor, is this what Nora would of wanted?</strong>" Summer asks, bravely.<br><br>He doesn't answer right away, then when he does answer it's as he works on a forumla.<br><br>"<strong>Probably not. But she'll be alive to hate me in person. That's good enough for me.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 15:08:22</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Eddie the Vet, Catwoman<br><br><hr>Mr Freeze.&nbsp; All the crazies had to have a gimmick, it seemed, and this Freeze was no exception.&nbsp; He watched as Eddie made his way to the other alley and, as Catwoman landed before him he took a moment to size up the gracefully beautiful woman.&nbsp; He and Catwoman had tangled in the past.&nbsp; There had always been an attraction between the two of them, but her choice to engage in thievery had forced him to turn her in a couple times... though admittedly, he had looked the other way more than once.&nbsp; As he observed her, he listened to her words.&nbsp; His voice was low, sounding nothing like the billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne at all.<br><br><strong>"Selena... if you want to help, you should know that time is of the essence."</strong><br><br>He moved to wrap an arm around her waist and aimed his other hand above him, firing the grapple to a gargoyle about five stories up.<br><br><strong>"Hold on."</strong><br><br>The grapple carried them both swiftly to the ledge, and as he set her down beside him, he scanned the building across the street.&nbsp; He could see that the media had arrived in front of the building behind the police, who had formed a perimeter.&nbsp; The flashing lights of the patrol cars lit up the otherwise dark night to the Dark Knight's view.&nbsp; He had heard Freeze's proclamation that hostages would be released if Bruce Wayne revealed himself, but he knew that he could do more right now as Batman.&nbsp; He crouched low, the scrambler turned off for now, scanning the building with his cowl's sensors.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Our best best for entry is the central heating ducts.&nbsp; Can you make it over there by yourself?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Josietta</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 19:20:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1c/CatwomanSidePanel.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 11pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Selina Kyle <br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Catwoman (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=144629.msg6849266#msg6849266)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City - Rooftop Hopping<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Open<br><br></span></span><hr><br><span style="font-family: euphemia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Selina almost shivered at the deep sound of his voice. She gave him a taunting smile as he slid his arm around her waist and hoisted them upward using one of his many lovely toys. She didn't have to be told twice to hold onto the well armored hunk of a bat - man. She circled her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face in close rubbing it along his neck before she purred into his ear and scraped a retractable claw over his cheek.<br><br><strong>"You always know how to get a girl to the edge and then leave her hanging. Tis a shame...."</strong><br><br>She slid away from him as they landed and crouched down herself. She glanced around at the crowd below and noted those people of interest. A few shiny bits of jewelry flickered across her vision and she shifted some on the ledge before looking back to Batman again. She waited to see just what he had in mind for them and she started to scan for places she could use to get herself across the street to the building in question. Selina knew she'd need to get to the rooftop and go in from there. There was the consideration of just crawling across the electrical wiring but that was too close to the lights that scanned the area. She'd be seen for sure that way. Wetting her lips she glanced to the building next to it and nodded to herself. She slid over and rubbed up against him before she replied back in her typical "of course" tone.<br><br><strong>"Does the cat always get the cream? See you on the other side handsome..."</strong><br><br>Before he could respond she had disappeared to the side and jumped across the gap between the two buildings, her whipped snapped out to grab onto some wire scaffolding and pulled herself up onto the buildings rooftop. She then used a single line of thick steel electrical wiring to scamper across to the building next to the target. </span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:55:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/robin_iii_neon_symbol_wp_by_chaomanceromega-d58zja1_zpsaef5e680.png)</div>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Rooftops -&gt; Goth Corp Roof<br>Tagging: Hawkgirl, Batman<br><hr><br>"Yeah..they certainly ate up Superman when he first showed up..." He remarked, keen eyes fixated on the building before them. Meanwhile, hostages continued to exit the GothCorp building in scads, with Freeze's cohorts overseeing the release should anything..unexpected come about. Children hung onto their mothers, with the occasional father gripping his precious kids in as they ran in a panic from the GothCorp building. He was certainly aware when the last of the hostages had fled and the doors of GothCorp began to close; he had been carefully observing, planning, trying to decide on the best approach. He he to keep himself from groaning at Hawkgirl's words, though.<br><br>'This is your city, Robin...'<br><br>Gotham City was a cesspit, not exactly a place he wanted to call 'his own,' but she was right. There was a certain way to approach this volatile situation, and having been apart of this superhero gig and working with the bat for such a long time, he had a good idea of what to do. "Yeah...alright, follow me. And be subtle." Without much warning he sprinted towards the edge of the building not directly towards the GothCorp building, but to it's side, pulling his hood firmly onto the top of head as he began to plummet towards the alley below like a rocket. His trajectory of decent changed drastically with a quick shot of his grapple gun, which sent him curving back up into the air and towards GothCorp. His cape cast a wide shadow over the media and authorities below, but any onlookers would've missed him. Another grapple shot secured a place to land, and a roll ensured that he made the landing without injury. He stayed low then, he hadn't seen any henchmen on the roof, but he had to be sure.<br><br>He raised a finger to his ear, glancing out the corner of his eye as he whispered into seemingly nothing. "Party got crashed. I can only assume you made it out and suited up, eh Bats?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 10:51:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><br><hr><br>Batman's scans in some ways would be frustrating. Thermals would be completely useless as something was coating the outer walls with the building with Ice. In fact, that in itself was telling- the ice spread quickly and efficiently but the areas that were still clear didn't show a human being doing it. Heat signatures were completely off, and usually no warmer then room temperature.<br><br>No henchmen on the roof though, doesn't seem to be anything guarding the actual vents. Okay, so this guy wasn't exactly a master criminal.<br><br>Eddie's commlink starts buzzing with more activity betraying more of what was happening inside.<br><br>"<strong>The ones you let go are out, Dr. Fries.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Good, less distractions for my work.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>What about the rest?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>The ones on the List stay right where they are. The ones not on our list. . .if you can find somewhere a little warmer to keep them all feel free to move them. They're staying closeby though. A Bargaining Buffer before we have to start dealing with people we actually want to hold onto. And Find Mr. Wayne, I don't want one of the probes finding him first.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>So why Bruce Wayne? Why are you so convinced he'll be on our side?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Public Records. Bruce Wayne's parents were murdered, right in front of his eyes in a mugging gone bad when he was 8 years old. An EMT examiner reported finding blood on young Bruce's hands, but it was quickly ruled out it being his own blood. His father was a Doctor. Young Bruce didn't know how to properly treat a gunshot wound, but he knew enough to know that stopping the bleeding was absolutely essential.<br><br>Bruce Wayne watched his parents die because of a selfish and pointless act of another, and knows how it feels to be trying pull down the sky to save someone you love- and meeting nothing but failure as they slip away anyway. He knows Loss. He knows how little Money means when all you want is hold their hand one more time. He knows the pain being felt by those of us that it's too late to save our loved ones, and he knows the desperation felt by those of us that it's not too late. He's one of us, he just hasn't figured it out yet.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Right, you heard the man. Find a big room.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Roger.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Copy That.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 22:44:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp roof, Gotham.<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Robin, Batman, mr Freeze<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Hawkgirl watched the young hero next to her. It was clear despite his age he was a pro. Been trained by the great Batman. Gotham city was by far the most dangerous City on the planet and here was where this young hero learned his skills. <br>The way he moved and carried himself showd signs of experince and she was impressed.&nbsp; He was gonig to be a good ally in Battel. <br>He told her to follow him as he jumped off the building and headed over to GothCorp`s rooftop. <br>Hawkgirl spread her huge white wings and flew over as stealth as she could and joined Robin. <br><br>She checked to see if any guards or Henchmen were about but found none. <br>The Yung hero put his finger to his ear and communicated with his mentor, the Dark Knight himself. <br>Hawkgirl wonderd HOW Gotham`s Police Department would deal with this threat ore would they just leave it to the Batman? <br>It was common knowledge that James Gordan let the Caped Crusador and his Ally`s get away with alot of vigilante acticty.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LunarSage</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 00:46:08</strong>
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				<hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Catwoman, Robin<br><br><hr>Batman didn't lose his composure in the slightest as Catwoman flirted heavily with him.&nbsp; He couldn't deny his attraction to her, but now was not the time for such things.&nbsp; He smirked as she made her way gracefully across the street to the ledge that he had pointed out to her.&nbsp; She was something alright.&nbsp; No sooner than she had landed beside the vent cover, He leaped from the gargoyle, his cape stiffening and spreading out to allow him to silently glide to the vent.&nbsp; As he landed on the ledge, he nearly slipped.&nbsp; Ice.&nbsp; He quickly regained his balance, though.&nbsp; It would take more than that to stop the Batman.&nbsp; His uniform was insulated against heat and cold, but he was no fool... he knew that against a concentrated burst of cold like this Freeze no doubt had access to, that wouldn't be enough. <br><br>Turning to Selena, he offered her a nod, motioning to the grate.&nbsp; Prying the grate off, he gently set it aside and made his way inside.&nbsp; With Catwoman hopefully right behind him, he made his way through the ducts until he heard a soft whirring sound from below.&nbsp; He looked down the grate in front of him and saw a robotic drone of some sort scanning the area.&nbsp; He froze and hoped that Catwoman would take the cue to do the same thing... and waited.&nbsp; The scanner cast it's soft light all around and above it, but no alarms were triggered.&nbsp; It seemed that whatever sensors the drone was using could not penetrate the insulated ducts.&nbsp; As the drone moved on, oblivious to their presence for the time being.<br><br>He started to move, but stopped again as he caught Robin's signal on the secure channel.&nbsp; The same bat channel that he had used for the past few years thanks to Mr Fox.&nbsp; He placed his hand to his cowl and spoke low in response to his young sidekick.<br><br><strong>"I did.&nbsp; I'm going in through the vents.&nbsp; If you're nearby, I'd try the roof.&nbsp; The convention floor has been encased in solid ice.&nbsp; Keep in touch, but don't forget... that maniac has hostages."</strong><br><br>Batman continued on... making a pit stop in the room with the main fuse box.&nbsp; Stealthily, he placed a small device on the box, insurance for later.&nbsp; He listened to the conversation from the top floor.&nbsp; Freeze belonged in Arkham, that much was certain... and Boyle, it seemed belonged in prison.&nbsp; He was going to make sure that both men wound up exactly where they belonged.&nbsp; He turned back toward Catwoman and motioned to the ducts again.<br><br><strong>"Come on... we're going to the top floor.&nbsp; You take point this time."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 03:01:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/robin_iii_neon_symbol_wp_by_chaomanceromega-d58zja1_zpsaef5e680.png)</div>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Rooftops -&gt; Goth Corp Roof<br>Tagging: Hawkgirl, Batman<br><hr><br>"Way ahead of ya, Hawkgirl and I just landed..." He explained as he rose to his feet. The roof was devoid of activity, which struck Robin as strange. Freeze had to have anticipated an infiltration from the rooftops, and though the roof seemed empty, he remained on guard to an extent. He scanned the empty rooftop for a way to enter the building, promptly ignoring the service entrances. The doors had to be guarded, he thought, if not from the inside, than from the outside. He'd learned over the years that a healthy dose of paranoia went a long way at times like this. Stepping softly along the cement surface of GothCorp's roof, Robin spotted several skylights at the north east corner of the rooftop. He motioned quickly for Hawkgirl to follow, but placed a gloved finger against his lips, a quick reminder to keep quiet.<br><br>He approached one of the skylights cautiously, a hand hovering at the ready near his utility belt, fingers prepared to grab a birderang. He was relieved when he touched it's edge and removed his hood to get a better look. What he saw below was a massive table, stretching from one end of the even more massive room to another. The entire area was decked out in carpet and hardwood furnishing. As he slowly made his way around the skylight, further inspection of the room revealed a large screen along with a projector set just at the edge of the table. He figured it must've been the boardroom. <em>No expense spared at GothCorp.</em> He rolled his eyes.<br><br>He lifted his finger back to his ear and began to speak, staring into the skylight intensely. The room looked empty...strange. And noted. "Batman, I found somewhere I think I can get in. Some fancy meeting room or boardroom or something. The place looks empty, but I'm still scoping the place out..." He paused for a brief moment, lowering his fingers and letting out a sigh. He hating asking too much of the bat. It was a pride thing...but he didn't let it stop him. That pride of his could get someone killed, and he wasn't about to jeopardize this mission just to prove he could do it on his own.<br><br>He raised his finger back to his ear, opening comms with the Batman once more. "Not gonna lie, I've got a bad feeling. I haven't seen nearly enough guards to put this entire building on lock-down, and you and I both know Mr. Freeze is smarter than that...He's got to have some way of keeping tabs on this place...You got any leads?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 20:04:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp roof, Gotham.<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Mr Freeze,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Catwoman<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Sherya was not one for sitting about and waiting to be told when to fight. The Batman`s reputation proceeded him and she respected the young hero stood with her now. But her temper was getting the better of her and she gritted her teeth.<br>This Victor Freeze was breaking the law and she was a officer of the Law. Just beacuse this wasn`t Thanagar didn`t mean her responceibilites as a solider didnt apply here. The Batman appeared to be using a stealth approace to Battel. <br>But Hawkgirl was not willing to wait any longer, she wanted results and she wanted them NOW. <br><br>"We wait no longer! Evil is afoot and we as agents of Justice must act." She charged up her mace and swatted away the metal grate of the venterlation shaft. "Arghhhh!" She screamed in her battel cry. <br><br>"Join me in battel Robin, it will be most honerable!" She said before she flew down into the shaft. Her mace crackled Thaniarian blue energy. She flew down, further and further inside the Gothcorp Complex. She headed down towards the basment lounge, following the voices which lead her to come crashing through the roof. "Arghhhhh!!! You now face a warrior from Thanagar!" She screamed as she flung herslef into the room. She came directly face to face with mr Freeze and his henchmen. <br><br>"Whatever you reasons and however noble they may be, you must turn youreslef into the hands of the law!" She said as she pionted her mace towards him, which was crackeling with battel energy. "Do not make me hurt you....please..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>23-02-2013, 23:55:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/robin_iii_neon_symbol_wp_by_chaomanceromega-d58zja1_zpsaef5e680.png)</div>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Goth Corp Roof -&gt; Gothcorp<br>Tagging: Hawkgirl, Mr. Freeze<br><hr><br>Again Robin remained quiet, waiting for a response from the caped crusader. This time, however, there was no response. Or rather, a response hadn't come quick enough. With a furrowed brow, he raised his fingers back to his ears, stepping up onto the edge of the skylight and taking one last peek inside. "Never-mind, Bats. I think we'll be fine. Just keep the comm line open, in case one of us finds somethin'..." With that he knelt down and gripped his grapple gun, and just as he was about to leap into the dim room he heard Hawkgirl not far behind him. She let out her battle cry and smashed the grate off a ventilation shaft with ease. The unmistakable sound of the metal bending and breaking as it was bashed in filled Robin with a sense of dread. Well, there goes THAT plan.<br><br><em>Aw shit.</em><br><br>He hopped off the edge of the skylight quickly and sprinted over towards the now open ventilation shaft with a growl. <em>Damnit,</em> he thought. He leaned over the edge of the open shaft and yelled. She already blew their cover. He was SURE somebody had heard them. "THE HOSTAGES, HAWKGIRL! THE HOSTAGES!" There was no response, as he expected. She was too deep in the bowels of the building. "Here goes nothing..." He muttered, his mind already racing to piece together another plan on the fly. With a single graceful leap he jumped into the shaft.<br><br>He plummeted for a few seconds, but all in all, he was shocked to see just how shallow the shaft went. Despite the darkness, his mask let him see fine in the pitch black of the vent, and from there, the trip was simple. Just follow the same path Hawkgirl took, which was conveniently marked by feathers that had fallen out as she flew through the cramped space. Soon enough, he fell through the same vent in the ceiling of the ice-cold room, landing safely with a hand planted on the ground. They couldn't have been too far from the room, he though as he acted quickly. His other hand hovered near his utility belt once again, and he looked around, sizing up Freeze and his peons, as well as analyzing the area around him.<br><br>"Hawkgirl, that was REALLY dumb. I mean, seriously." He stated frankly. "But it was badass, I'll give ya that. It was something I woulda done. Ya know...if this wasn't a hostage situation." A smirk spread across his face, though he was certainly concerned. They were here...which means hostages would most certainly start dying any moment. <br><br>He had to think fast, and an idea was already coming to mind. Knockout gas pellets...plastique...maybe it could work. It was underhanded...but it could work. At least it could by them time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daemon Sol</strong> on <strong>28-02-2013, 02:19:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb214/Danthien1/private%20sheet/martian_manhunter_zps894dce7d.jpg)</div>Name: J'onn J'onzz<br>Hero Moniker: Martian Manhunter<br>Location: Gothcorp<br>Tagging: Robin, Hark Girl, Mr. Freeze<br><hr>J'onn J'onzz was flying through the air above Gotham, using his camouflage ability to blend into the sky.&nbsp; The Martian was checking out the city for several reasons.&nbsp; Being new to the planet, only recently having been brought to Earth through a Zeta experiment, J'onn was in need of a place to call home.&nbsp; As a Manhunter, J'onn desired to bring justice to this world, and had heard of Gotham as a center of crime.&nbsp; However, he also heard that the city already had a protector, a Knight of the night.&nbsp; A Manhunter.&nbsp; He was called Batman and used many tactics and gadgets, as well as his hard-earned strength, agility, and intelligence to make up for his lack of meta-human abilities.&nbsp; J'onn was interested in meeting this Batman, who was hailed as the "World's Greatest Detective" and potentially learning some of the more proper ways of being an enforcer of the law on this planet.<br><br>Through his telepathy J'onn felt many, many minds all throughout the city, but he resisted the immense urge to touch their minds with his.&nbsp; He remembered Dr. Erdel explaining to him how telepathy wasn't common among Earth's citizens, and it was in fact a huge invasion of privacy to touch the minds of others uninvited.&nbsp; How many decades had J'onn been alone and he still had to resist the most natural form of social interaction for his people.<br><br>J'onn came close to one of the skyscrapers of Gotham and heard a noise coming from one of the windows.&nbsp; Drifting closer, J'onn saw a TV in someone's living room broadcasting something on the news.&nbsp; Though recognizing the rudeness of what he was doing, J'onn continued to watch once he heard the word, "hostages".&nbsp; He soon gathered the information he needed, that something was happening at a "Gothcorp".&nbsp; A man had taken many hostages and made demands.<br><br>Soon enough J'onn had located the Gothcorp building and flew down to investigate.&nbsp; As he did he witnessed a winged woman and a caped boy entering the building with a distinct lack of subtlety.&nbsp; J'onn moved faster, fearing the worst since it was a hostage situation.&nbsp; He would quickly dive through the roof with his density shifting, opening his mind to everyone, using everyone in the area to instantly understand who was friend and foe, and who was an enemy.&nbsp; Yes, it was an invasion of privacy, but J'onn would deal with that later.&nbsp; He noticed resistance from several individuals, notably the winged woman, the boy, and the armored person, though the minds of the civilians quickly gave him names for them all.<br><br>"Hawk Girl, Robin!&nbsp; Take down Mister Freeze."&nbsp; He ordered out as he came through the roof, landed, and shot his arms out towards the armed assistants of Mr Freeze.&nbsp; His arms stretched and became tentacles swiftly attempting to grab the guns from their hands.&nbsp; Since any of the guns might fire off from his attack, J'onn's tentacles always approached from the barrels, making sure that if they fired they would hit J'onn instead of the civilians.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>01-03-2013, 10:18:15</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Victor Fries<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Mr. Freeze<br><strong>Location:</strong> GothCorp<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open <br><hr><br>Hawkgirl probably didn't see it. She was wild and warlike enough to miss that little detail.<br><br>Robin could see it though. The look he was getting back from the "underlings" of Mr. Freeze. This wasn't the normal looks he'd got from a mob of crooks. No, this was different. This was an army of people who actually had something worth fighting for. Maybe the training wasn't there, and the weapons were lackluster, but this wasn't just a payday to these people in winter coats. This was something worth so much more.<br><br>And the Martian Manhunter? What did he see?<br><br>Mr. Freeze's mind is the hardest of them all to crack. He's about as close as someone can get to Undead with no magic involved. He's thinking about the constant pain of frostbite allover his body, how he'll have to inject a series of compounds into his body constantly for the rest of his life if he's not going to freeze from the inside out, how he'll never feel a sunrise on his face, a warm breeze on his body, and he'll never feel his wife's warm hand in his own ever again. And how that's a price he's paying gladly if it means that Nora has a chance of being healthy and whole again one day.<br><br>The young black man next to him? He's puts up a tough act, but in truth he's scared to death. Not of the heroes - no, he's scared of the cancer that's thinking of his mother from him while the doctors do next-to-nothing because he can't get the money together to pay the bills.<br><br>The young woman next to him? Her identical twin sister, lung cancer. She never even smoked.<br><br>The overweight middle-aged man next to her? His four year old son who has a type of throat cancer you normally only see in people who've handled toxic chemicals for decades.<br><br>No, this wasn't the normal crew of criminals around a villain looking for a payday or a group of fanatics deluded into believing that their faith alone would carry them through what was coming. These were ordinary people united by one basic belief.<br><br>How far would you go to save someone you loved?<br><br>Mr. Freeze was only a "leader" in the sense that someone had to come up with the plans and ideas and he seemed to be good at it. He could of been a high school janitor with brain damage and he'd be part of this group all the same.<br><br>Now, imagine a small mob of people who saw this as the last chance someone they loved had to live or get a little justice and three weirdoes in capes showed up to tell you to stop?<br><br>Yeah, good luck with that.<br><br><strong>We prepared for this.</strong> Mr. Freeze reminds as he presses a button on his gauntlet and Nora's pod starts moving toward the door. Some of the less able-bodied "underlings" go with it.<br><br>J'onn's tentacle attack to knock away guns often work, but then their owners start turning around to just swing at the tentacle with a chair or something along those lines. No, only one of them even smells like he may have powers and the fight starts with a shout and not a drop of fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>05-03-2013, 23:23:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/Babs05.jpg) </div><strong>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gothcorp, one of the lower levels<br>Tagging: Open</strong><br><hr><br>It was going to be nothing more than another day at the part time job for her. She needed cash, and she didn’t want to rely on her father anymore for that sort of thing. He was such a good man, she felt bad ‘taking advantage’ of him. Even if he didn’t mind, he loved having her living at home with him. But for her.. she felt confined sometimes. <br><br>She had to be free… to soar. <br><br>There is literally no one she loved more than her father, and she wanted to do everything she could to help him. No, he didn’t need her help (financially),&nbsp; but she felt the need to pitch in. She had quit her previous part time job, working at one of the libraries not far from her house. A small lull of time, and she had found another part time gig. It wasn’t glamorous, it was just data entry for a big corporation. But it was important, and it paid well. But one of the important things, she was working with good people. <br><br>And now… they’re being held hostage. <br><br>Wait.. what?<br><br>The event was a big gala, a celebration of the greatness of GothCorp, a humanitarian award. But this particular gal knew what it was, it was really more of a publicity stunt. A way to show the world that this mega corporation was all about the humanity. From what she could gather, there were going to be a whole litter of bigwigs here for the event. Even Mr. Boyle (whom she had never even met, given she’s just a data entry chick) would be in attendance. But before we get more into it, perhaps a small introduction would be in order. <br><br>Her name is Barbara Gordon, and she’s the daughter of Gotham Police commissioner Jim Gordon. Like her father, she is strong willed and very intelligent. Though some have observed she’s actually a bit more intelligent than her father, but never saying such things in his company. She is 18 now, and more and more she’s been striking out on her own. Trying to make her life her own. She got a good job on her own, and she intends to get into the police academy on her own. Sure, she knows 95% of Gotham’s detectives and many of the police force itself and she’s the daughter of the commissioner.. but she wants to do it on her own. It isn’t something she’s brought up in any serious sense to her father yet, she has a feeling she knows what his reaction would be. Somewhere in the realm of… hell no. Nada. No go. Red light means stop. Something like that. But she knows she can handle herself. Being the only daughter of the police commissioner has meant she’s had access to training that most others wouldn’t. Including how to defend one’s self. She’s fairly sure should could take on any number of criminals in a one on one situation. As stated, she’s very intelligent, very clever. So yes, she would probably make a good cop. But beyond all of that… she’s still daddy’s little girl. So where do we go from there? <br><br>Her long red hair is tied back into a ponytail as she stands amongst the hostages taken by Mr. Freeze’s men. Not the ones who are up on the main stage (as it were), but a group being held in reserve. There aren’t many of them, mostly not real important in the big scheme of things. Hell, Barbara was only here because one of her friends asked her to accompany her to this little event. If only her friend would have someone to talk to amongst the corporate giants. She’s wearing a very nice dark blue dress, one that subtly shows off her very attractive figure. She’s slipped her heels off by now, and carry them by their straps in one of her hands as she watches the guards. The armed men who are here to keep an eye on them, until who knows what. She hadn’t gotten a really good look at the person responsible for all this, only a glimpse. He almost looked like he was in some kind of armor. How weird is that? Most of the hostages by now have sat down and are trying to relax, trying not to break down. While it had been assured that no harm would come to them so long as things went well for the hostage takers.. well when you’re being guarded by someone with a very nasty looking gun.. how do you keep yourself together? <br><br>For Barbara, it wasn’t actually that difficult. She’s had lessons for things like this from various people in the law enforcement field. And the first thing she does is observe, take in as much as she can. And then.. don’t make yourself a target. Go along with whatever the armed people say, if only to keep yourself and those around you safe. And that’s what Barbara has been doing.. she’s kept her mouth shut, almost melted into the group. Stayed as anonymous as she could. She paces just slightly as she stands amongst the hostages, her now brown eyes (she wears contacts and all) continuously scanning for anything that might be of use. <br><br>And one thing she’s observed… the people who have taken them all hostage… well when she thinks of a criminal, these people just don’t seem the part. The way they are treating the hostages, the way they move, how anxious they seem, how they hold their guns. None of it made sense to Barbara. And yes, she’s fairly sure she could wallop on at least 1 of them before another could act. But what would that mean for the people around her? For her friends?&nbsp; &nbsp;“Just stay calm, Lizza.”&nbsp; She says softly to her friend, who looks like she’s been on the verge of a breakdown for&nbsp; few minutes. Barbara speaks softly, but she continues to watch their guards.&nbsp; &nbsp; “We’ll get out of this. Powergirl will probably come on through that wall and rescue us. Or even the cops.”&nbsp; She says with a confident tone and a soft smile. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 16:17:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp roof, Gotham.<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Mr Freeze,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Barbara Gordan<br></span></span><hr><br>Hawkgirl could see the resolve in Vicotr Freeze`s eyes. She noted that his henchmen and women had the same rightious indignation. <br>Yes she knew this world and in particular this city to be corrupt, but the ends never justified the means. <br>She would gladly kill them all in the service of saveing the innocents here. "You can not win this day." She told him confidently. <br>Shyera noted th presence of the green Martain in the room, this seriously intrigued her as she had presumed his race was extinct, but the same was true of the kryptonains and yet the one named power Girl had survived and made it to Earth. <br><br>Martains were extremly powerful with telepathic abilites, suddenly Freeze`s chances of winning had been greatly depleted. <br>He could take out everyone in this&nbsp; room with&nbsp; A single highly concentrated thought. he could very well pose a greater threat then all the in-mates of the infermous Arkhum Asylum if he so wished. <br><br>It was intresting to note to the sheer number of Alien life that was makeing itself here on planet Earth, herself reprosenting the Thanagrain people, A last daughter of krypton and now a Green Martain. He called out for her and Robin to take down Freeze. She instead moved over to him and stopped him by outsterching her arm across him. "This is a domestic matter...it should be delt with by a native. " She said this as she looked up to see the entrance of the knight of Gotham make his dramtic Enterance.<br><br>The Batman was finally here! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daemon Sol</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 00:54:19</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb214/Danthien1/private%20sheet/martian_manhunter_zps894dce7d.jpg)</div>Name: J'onn J'onzz and Bruce Wayne<br>Hero Moniker: Martian Manhunter and Batman<br>Location: Gothcorp<br>Tagging: Robin, Hawk Girl, Mr. Freeze<br><hr>J'onn was surprised at the relative ease with which he disarmed the men and women working for Mr. Freeze.&nbsp; In addition to removing and destroying their firearms, J'onn's tentacle limbs would restrain and knock out the ones who weren't swift enough to evade his reach.&nbsp; Within moments he had incapacitated almost all of the threats, with only those closest to Freeze and the pod-device left.&nbsp; With that, as well as J'onn's telepathic and telekinetic abilities, all of the hostages were essentially safe unless Freeze started to indiscriminately blast his freeze ray at the hostages.&nbsp; For some reason, J'onn doubted that would happen.<br><br>After his request for the Thanagarian and the human to take down Freeze, J'onn was infinitely surprised when she didn't leap into battle, instead coming over to him and speaking.<br><br>"Domestic or not, I would have thought a Thanagarian would leap at the chance to battle one such as Freeze."&nbsp; J'onn kept his solid red eyes on the tall, imposing man who was escorting his pod towards the freight elevator.&nbsp; With a movement of his hand, J'onn would use his telekinesis to shut the freight doors and lock the elevator down.&nbsp; They had nowhere to run now.<br><hr>Batman had practically sprinted his way through the building after he heard the very loud noise of Hawkgirl's entrance.&nbsp; He trusted Catwoman to keep up.&nbsp; He needed to get in the room and make sure the hostages were safe.&nbsp; As he sprinted through the halls and came across the drones he would pelt them with special EMP pellets, instantly disabling the devices and making them crash into the ground.&nbsp; Fox always made the best toys.&nbsp; They were expensive little pellets, costing about 10,000 dollars each, but Batman couldn't afford to be stingy.&nbsp; He came out on a balcony looking over the main room and leaped off the edge into the middle of it all, cape spread out behind him menacingly as he swooped down on the men behind Freeze next to his machine.&nbsp; As he fell from above he briefly saw the face of a woman in the pod, even with the fog.<br><hr>J'onn looked up when Hawkgirl mentioned a "native" and saw Batman swooping down on Freeze and his men.&nbsp; In the same moment, to keep Freeze from doing any harm, J'onn would reach out with his mind in an attempt to psychically subdue him.&nbsp; But Freeze's mind was resistant, both because of his physical condition and because of his sheer willpower to survive, to get revenge, and...for love?&nbsp; Despite the limited ability to touch his mind, J'onn could sense that this man with a Heart of Ice was not entirely so.&nbsp; He had many feelings hidden within his cold exterior, with the most powerful emotions inside him being directed at the machine behind him and at Boyle.&nbsp; For Boyle it was a seething hatred and sense of betrayal.&nbsp; For whatever was in that pod was a deep and profound love.&nbsp; Time always seems to slow down for psychics when they touch minds, so all of this knowledge came to J'onn in the breadth of a second, and in the next second he would come to truly understand Freeze, more so than anyone in the room.<br><br>J'onn's mind, even as he kept up his mental assault on Freeze, which would likely only give him a severe headache, reached towards the pod.&nbsp; There was life within, but the mind, it was faint, delicate.&nbsp; With a little effort though, J'onn was able to connect with it.&nbsp; He found the slumbering mind of Nora Fries, and she was dreaming.&nbsp; It was a sweet dream of a girl meeting an awkward boy while ice skating.&nbsp; The warmth of that dream pulled at J'onn's heartstrings and reminded him of his dear wife, whom he missed sorely, even decades after her passing.&nbsp; But his presence in her mind interrupted the dream.&nbsp; J'onn's strong psychic power solidified Nora's mental world, and she would become coherent for the first time in ages.&nbsp; J'onn and Nora would quickly coalesce into solid mental selves and be facing each other.<br><br>"Mrs. Nora Fries."&nbsp; J'onn would address her.&nbsp; "My name is J'onn J'onzz and we need to talk."<br><hr>Batman brought his fist down into the chest of the nearest henchman as he landed, knocking the wind out of him and putting him on the ground writhing in pain.&nbsp; Batman could tell these people were extreme amateurs, and acted accordingly.&nbsp; He spun on the ground with a sweep kick, knocking most of them to the ground and dropping pink pellets as he rose quickly.&nbsp; They would all find the pellets exploding into a gooey, foamy substance that quickly covered their bodies and pinned them to the floor.&nbsp; Several blunt Batarangs would fly from his hands after, intending to knock out the rest of the people before Batman would turn and face the tall armored man.&nbsp; "Dr. Fries.&nbsp; I'm going to have to ask you to stand down."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>08-03-2013, 07:39:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Mr. Freeze, Nora Fries, the Freeze's Associates<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Martian Manhunter,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Catwoman, Barbara Gordan<br></span></span><hr><br>The man with the Heart of Ice had brought with him an army of men and women with Hearts like Tigers. But Batman had it right. Oh, there were a few ex-military, a few security guard types but overall they were extreme amateurs. They only made it this far from having numbers, some good planning on their side, and something to fight for. The scene was chaos, none of them even realize that they're being separated from the hostages on purpose until its too late.<br><br>An the man with the Heart of Ice, the assault on his mind taking its toll. Why was it suddenly hard to think straight? He raised his weapon at the man who called him by name, the Batman, and. . .no, the chamber. Nora. It. Who. Nora. Why can't he concentrate?<br><br><hr><br>Barbara's particular captors - the 5 of them in that room with the secondary hostages - huddle around a commlink with their guns raised, listening to the fight. The good news was that it sounded like the heroes combined were absolutely trouncing their side. It didn't look good for them.<br><br>"<strong>Jesus, fuck - what do we do?</strong>" asks the youngest one. He looked like he was actually younger then Babs. A college kid, maybe?<br><br>"<strong>Shut up, kid. That could mean a lot of things from how its sounding.</strong>" says another with an eyepatch.<br><br>Then they hear it. That voice. Batman's voice - and even the ones who've never heard it directly knew it was Batman's voice.<br><br>"<strong>Ah man.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Shut up and think. Looks like our guys upstairs our out, including Freeze. What do we do?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>It's worse then that,</strong>" the lady that needed a cane to walk adds, pointing to Babs, "<strong>Facial Recognition got a hit. She's Barbara Gordon.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Who?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>The Daughter of the Police Commissioner.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Ah <em>man</em>.</strong>"<br><br><hr><br>Dreaming a little Cryogenic Coma Dream, Nora had been at the level of anyone else dreaming - like a sort of mental bottle at sea bobbing up and down from even the vaguest hint reality. Just a quiet dream about a girl who went out ice skating with her college friends and ending up meeting a boy. She knew it wasn't the first time it happened, she couldn't say how much it had been replayed - but it felt like that first moment every time it replays.<br><br>This time it was different. Maybe on some level she knew this was just a dream, but with J'onn here that part rose up to the surface. And everything else seemed less "real" as a result. J'onn even sees what Victor looked like before the accident with his brown hair and glasses and owning just enough grace on the ice that he wasn't falling over. Like he had ice skated before, but would never actually be good at it. Now in the dream he seemed more real then anything else but he was still in black-and-white and grainy like an old television program. Nevermind, scratch that - the Dream-Victor loses his balance and spills across the ice almost comically.<br><br>Nora, on the other hand, well- the pretty blonde's mental self just starts calmly skating circles around around J'onn. Not to be rude so much as to keep trying to enjoy the dream. She might be the most coherent she'll of been for months but she was still dreaming.<br><br>"<strong>Glad to meet you, J'onn J'onzz. Sorry about not stopping, I'm asleep.</strong>" she says with a smirk. Skating seems to be part of her identity somehow. A few memories and mists of the mind suggest at one point there were the serious dreams of an olympic hopeful but that was before she got sick.<br><br>"<strong>Its funny, really. I was worried that being asleep so long that I might lose the ability to tell the difference between being asleep and being awake - but really, its no more difficult then when I sleep normally. Victor did say my body would know. Then again, I have no idea how long its been.</strong>" she says, she trying not to think about it? Yes, J'onn picks that up. She knows and believes she's not dead because she trusts Victor - right now the one thing in the whole world she's afraid of is that she'll be, or has been, under for so long that Victor won't be there when she finally gets to wake up. Victor's mind is says it's been about 8 months, but Nora has no way to mark the passage of time.<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>This is bullshit! These rich fuckers kill our families and they don't do shit, but we try to get some fuckin' Justice and they bring down 5 capes on us? Bullshit!</strong>" calls out an angry young stuck in the hardened foam Batman was tossing around.<br><br>There, something for Victor to concentrate on. Don't make this about yourself, make this about Nora. And young Johnny over there, a gangbanger trying to hide the fact that he's a scared little boy with a dying mother. A twin girl whose identical twin was a form of cancer she shouldn't have. A middle aged man whose losing a 4 year old son.<br><br>Somewhere between the Icy Neurochemistry and Nora's dreaming and the Anger of it all, the Will of Victor Fries manages to slip from Martian's mind attack just a little bit.<br><br>Pointing to the hostages and settling on the tied, bound, gagged Boyle sitting on the stage, he speaks words that pierce the fog with the sheer hate the robotic voice of the armor somehow manages to get across, "<strong>Make. Them. Stand. Down. First.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 02:56:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp roof, Gotham.<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Mr Freeze,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Barbara Gordan<br></span></span><hr><br>The Hawkgirl observed Batman closely. He was the stuff of legand. His expliots were well known outside of his domain of Gotham City. He fought many foes who were some of the most dangerous men and women on the planet. Weather ore not he was indeed meta human as the rumors suggested ore just the peek of the human condition, she knew he would be better as a ally then a enemey. <br><br>Glanceing back over at Robin she saw where he got his strenght from, his skill. The Batman was surely the greatest mentor the aspireing hero could have. She was proud to be standing beside these men this very night. <br>The Batman asked Mr Freeze to stand down but the coldhearted one seemed determined to stand fast. <br>Sherya activated her mace so the Thanigarian energy now surged and crackled through the weapon. <br>She took a defencive stance next to Batman and looked straight ahead at Freeze. <br><br>"Indeed Freeze. Gotham Citys police force will never let you get away with this. Nor will it`s justice department. <br>You speak of seeking vengence yet all this day you will create more bloodshed and cause the deaths of innocents.<br>You can not fight us all off. Turn youreself in before this goes any further." She said trying to be as diplomatic as she could possibly muster.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daemon Sol</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 03:09:36</strong>
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				Name: J'onn J'onzz<br>Location: Gothcorp (Nora's Mind)<br>Tags: Nora Fries<br><br>Within the dreamscape of Nora's mind, J'onn spoke with Nora.&nbsp; He was honestly surprised with her level of lucidity.&nbsp; Not many people, even among the Martian race, were capable of so easily achieving coherency.<br><br>"If you are able to be so lucid, are you capable of recognizing me as an external entity, and not a figment of your imagination?"&nbsp; He would ask as he tried to reach the mentally distant Mr. Freeze's mind for surface thoughts.&nbsp; "You've been in stasis for about eight months, Victor's been counting.&nbsp; Now, I need your help.&nbsp; Soon after you went into suspended animation, Boyle betrayed you and Victor, and tried to have you both killed.&nbsp; Your pod has been damaged and Fries was in an accident."&nbsp; J'onn paused for a moment to let that sink in before he continued.&nbsp; "The accident caused Victor to become a human who cannot survive without being in sub-zero temperatures, and now calls himself Mister Freeze.&nbsp; He has taken Boyle and many other people of Gothcorp hostage, demanding justice from Boyle for what was done to you two.&nbsp; Though I can tell his intentions are noble, and his love for you is pure, he is putting a number of innocents in harms way for his goals.&nbsp; I need your help to stop him, to calm him down.&nbsp; He's already revealed Boyle's corruption, justice will be had.&nbsp; He can stop now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 09:32:27</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nora Fries<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Martian Manhunter<br></span></span><hr><br><em>OOC: Will post for the physical Gothamites after some more post.</em><br><br>Nora keeps skating around the mental image of J'onn in a circle, pulling back to slow down and think about what he's said.<br><br>"<strong>I don't know, for sure - but you feel like when you are dreaming and your alarm clock goes off, so your dream tries to incorporate it into the dream. And it works, for a while, but you know - you know?</strong>" she tries to respond, finally coming to a stop next to J'onn and looking at the dream representation of Victor. Dream-Victor looks like he was just about to make progress getting up from his slip on the ice, but fails and falls flat on his face again.<br><br>"<strong>'In Harm's Way', as in he hasn't hurt anybody yet?</strong>" she asks, looking at Victor and smiling. He finally manages to get back up but his stance is wobbly at best.<br><br>"<strong>You know how when you meet someone new maybe they'll start looking like they are interesting but they usually just get more and more boring and flat when you actually get to know them? Victor was the other way around. When I first met him I couldn't help but think that he was just some geek who spent too much time in a lab. But then. . .</strong>"<br><br>Memories work their way into the dream, somewhere in the distance becomes more clear as a jock in a Gotham State University Letterman jacket skates toward an area of thinner ice and starts to jump up and down on the ice. There's a loud crack as the ice breaks under the jock's feet and he falls into the water. Victor doesn't hesitate, using his instability to skate toward the man and pick up momentum, then as he approaches falls down on his belly to spread out his weight and uses his skates to control his momentum.<br><br>"<strong>I never expected a nerd like Victor Fries to do something so. . .brave. Truth be told, I only went on that first date with him because Josh Tannerman over there was with my sorority's brother frat and it was the best way we could think of to thank Victor for saving Josh's life. But the more I got to know him - it was like he was shinning more and more as I looked at him. <br><br>He made these little test strips that turned purple if exposed to an alcoholic drink that had been drugged, gave piles of them to the sororities for free - we ended up exposing two rapists thanks to that invention. A mutual friend of ours admitted that she was HIV positive, some of her friends never talked to her again. Victor used his connections to get her into drug trials for a new experimental medicine, and the way research is going that might of saved her life. Then there's his work on MacGregor's Syndrome.<br><br>I just was thinking about one date to thank him, and then one day I realized that we'd been dating for almost six months and I was expecting him to take his glasses off and tell me he was a superhero. Does that make any sense?</strong>" she reflects, looking at Dream-Victor in action. Dream Logic puts them right at the edge of the hole in the ice and one of Victor's arms are reaching out into the cold water to pull out Josh, the jock blue with the cold already but only just starting to sink from a body too numb to swim when Victor reached in.<br><br>"<strong>Tell him - tell him I'm sorry, for leaving him alone in the world. And that I'll be waiting right here until he's ready to pull me out of the ice. Just ask him to promise me that we'll still be able to hold hands when he does. I don't care how cold they are.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daemon Sol</strong> on <strong>14-03-2013, 00:00:52</strong>
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				Name: J'onn J'onzz<br>Location: Gothcorp (Nora's Mind)<br>Tags: Nora Fries<br><br>"Alarm clocks..."&nbsp; J'onn said slowly, smiling as if they were a novel concept.&nbsp; "I'm familiar with the concept, though I haven't seen one yet during my time on Earth."&nbsp; J'onn followed Nora's gaze to the Dream-Victor.&nbsp; J'onn didn't see how that Victor could become the terrifying man in reality, but then, as J'onn was very much aware, Nora's view of Victor could be colored by her love for him.<br><br>"Not that I'm aware of.&nbsp; He's taken numerous hostages and has made direct threats against the lives of the people back in reality.&nbsp; Boyle, in particular, is in the greatest danger."&nbsp; J'onn said in response to Nora's question, noting how she didn't seem at all worried.&nbsp; Did she believe that Victor would not harm anyone?&nbsp; Even the nicest of people can become bitter when love is involved, and J'onn had already felt Victor's love for Nora.<br><br>J'onn watched as Nora's memories changed the dreamscape, turning it into a scene where Victor had to save the life of another.&nbsp; J'onn, after reminding himself of Human limitations, noted that it was particularly brave of him.&nbsp; Cold, especially that of sub-zero water, was a significantly greater threat to humans than Martians.<br><br>J'onn continued to listen as Nora talked about her beloved Victor.&nbsp; More and more his heartstrings were being tugged as memories of his own wife rushed back at him.&nbsp; He recalled that he was much the same as Victor when he was younger, and his wife had once said something similar to him, shortly before he became a Manhunter, a real hero for his people.<br><br>"I...understand how you feel, Nora Fries.&nbsp; I'll make sure he knows.&nbsp; Thank you for your time...and...I'm sorry for what has happened to you.&nbsp; I'll make sure Victor does the right thing, and I'll make sure he resumes his work on MacGregor's Syndrome so that you can be with him again one day."<br><br>J'onn would turn to Nora, bowing gratefully to her as he slowly withdrew his mind from hers.&nbsp; He felt bad to leave her, letting her return to her icy dream, but he had a duty to do.<br><hr><br>"Dr. Fries."&nbsp; J'onn would call out, his voice loud and clear.&nbsp; He'd stopped his mental assault about halfway through his discussion with Nora, which had only taken a couple dozen seconds of real time.&nbsp; "I am the Martian Manhunter, and I just finished speaking to your wife.&nbsp; You need to stop."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 11:59:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx21iqQT0C1qm38obo1_1280.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Mr. Freeze, Nora Fries, the Freeze's Associates<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Martian Manhunter,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Catwoman, Barbara Gordan<br></span></span><hr><br>"<strong>So we have Barbara Gordon as a hostage over here, but looks like we're the last ones still up.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>So what do we do?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>. . .I'm only seeing one option here.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Yeah,</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Let me see if I can disable the drones from here.</strong>" the hunched over nervous one starts typing on the laptop he has. How far would you go to save a loved one? Now they know, and hopefully the loved ones would understand.<br><br><hr><br>So what really stopped Victor Fries that day? The popular theory would always be that surrounded by three superheroes, a sidekick, and a sort of anti-hero of Gotham intimidated him into submission. But that wasn't the Truth. J'onn would sense it, Victor was ready to take them all on for Nora. Even had strategies building in his head, wings of the Hawkgirl as the Bat gets a grenade - work it in deep against the mind powers of what had to be the Martian, the plan could work. . .<br><br>But J'onn - the mind link - maybe there was some sort of connection or the sympathy lead to something happening unconscious. Maybe, maybe, maybe - who knows the truth?<br><br>Victor just knows that for a moment he was back on that frozen lake long ago. Nora was there, a frozen princess of the ice now looking like she was sickly, dying, and frozen solid but a smile on her face with open eyes like she was still in the chamber but outside of it. And he was there, with his cryobiology with cells constantly on the edge of freezing but with chemicals in his bloodstream keeping them back for, his lips and eyelids having pieces of them frozen off and what's left glowing blue from the unnatural compounds that have to be injected constantly into skin and arms often black with frostbite.<br><br>And they looked at each other on that frozen lake, feeling none of the cold they should be, and they know that they're out of reach of each other. For now. And the frozen people share a smile. A reassurance passing between the two of them, a silent promise that didn't need to be said. The one thing they had in abundance now, was Time. Maybe at the moment they couldn't physically touch but the slow dance they shared now, though could share for as long as some chemicals were kept in certain balances. Weeks, Years, Decades, Centuries - Time is one thing they had more then enough of now.<br><br>And in the real world, the moment passes and Victor smiles under the glass and ice.<br><br>"<strong>Alright, I'm standing down. Deactivating the drones, the hostages - they're yours to deal with. Including the ones I've intimidated and blackmailed into working for me.</strong>"<br><br><hr><br>"<strong>What did Freeze just say?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Did he . . . </strong>"<br><br>"<strong>He's saying we're hostages too, he's taking the fall for all of us. So we can go back to our loved ones instead of to jail, but what about him and that wife of his?</strong>" <br><br>"<strong>I don't know, but I wonder - we have freezers to preserve meat, right?</strong>" the nerdy one offers and the other "hostages" among the hostages start to openly ponder. Barbara Gordon overhears it all easily. Obviously Victor's last part is a great big whopper of a lie, but what happens next is a question everyone is going to have to answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daemon Sol</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 22:43:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb214/Danthien1/private%20sheet/martian_manhunter_zps894dce7d.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name</strong>: J'onn J'onzz and Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Hero Moniker</strong>: Martian Manhunter and Batman<br><strong>Location</strong>: Gothcorp<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Robin, Hawk Girl, Mr. Freeze<hr>When Freeze had come under psychic attack by the Martian, Batman had gritted his teeth in worry.&nbsp; He could tell the attack was at most a severe irritation and Freeze raised his gun to make a threat.&nbsp; However, no sooner had J'onn apparently started his psychic attack did he stop, telling Victor that he'd spoken with his wife.&nbsp; Batman was curious as to the details of this, considering how much of a person's brain functions are supposed to be shut down during cryo-sleep.&nbsp; However, that seemed to be enough.&nbsp; After a moment of contemplation, Freeze stood down, and promptly took all the blame for himself.&nbsp; Both Batman and the Martian Manhunter were surprised by this act.&nbsp; Even if the law recognized the claim of blackmail, Freeze's accomplices would still have to deal with legal ramifications for their actions.&nbsp; However, thanks to Freeze, their punishments would likely be greatly reduced.&nbsp; Still, almost all of them were looking at jail-time.<br><br>"Thank you for your cooperation Victor."&nbsp; J'onn said, stepping closer to Victor.&nbsp; Opening a much more gentle psychic touch, J'onn offered, "If you like, I can psychically let you speak to your wife before the authorities arrive."<br><br>Batman meanwhile went around and slapped handcuffs on each of the henchmen, who, following Freeze's lead, surrendered peacefully.&nbsp; Soon enough the GCPD would come in and make the official arrests and take everyone away for processing.&nbsp; When Commissioner Gordon arrived, Batman would speak with him briefly before disappearing while his back was turned.&nbsp; Used to it, Gordon would ignore Batman's hasty departure and turn to his daughter, glad she was safe.<br><br>Once Freeze was safely arrested and taken to Blackgate prison, J'onn would take his own leave.<br><br>((In Gotham, Arkham Asylum is for the criminally insane, like the Joker, Two-Face, and Poison Ivy.&nbsp; Freeze, at least this version, is not insane as much as he is a desperate man.&nbsp; As such he would be sent to Blackgate prison instead, especially since he turned himself in peacefully.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 00:00:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/babs05.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gothcorp with the other hostages<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>If nothing else, maybe she can talk their way out of this mess. These hostage takers, as noted, don’t really seem as… well not the type to be taking hostages. But whether or not they seemed the type, well here we are. Keeping her eyes on their captors, Barb makes sure to also keep dibs on the other hostages around her as well. If only to aid them should they need it. Be it simple reassurance, or something more solid. <br><br>For another moment she actually considers taking down their captors herself. She’s confident she could now. They don’t seem hardened criminals, just regular folk. But that particular thought process is impeded as they all hear the announcement over their communications.&nbsp; <br><strong>"Alright, I'm standing down. Deactivating the drones, the hostages - they're yours to deal with. Including the ones I've intimidated and blackmailed into working for me."</strong><br>Barb blinks in surprise, and the captors themselves seem downright surprised too. From one captor to the next she looks as they talk, as they realize what the armored man had just done for them. And with those few words, this whole situation is suddenly defused to the point some of the other hostages actually smile in relief. But not Barb, for her this isn’t over just yet. Not until they are all safe. <br><br>“Listen to me.”&nbsp; &nbsp;She says now as she steps away from her fellow hostages, moving towards their former captors.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Even if your… boss.. takes the fall, you’ll all still have to take responsibility for this. You all know who I am, I’ll try to talk to the police and the prosecutors, I’ll do what I can to help you all.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Not exactly an offer she would make to just anyone who had just taken her hostage. Really it’s a small list. But these people are going to need help. <br><br>It’s about then that the Batman emerges from seemingly nowhere, taking the weapons away from their captors and slapping the handcuffs on. And as he works, Barb’s wide eyes are locked on him the whole time. She had never actually seen a ‘cape’ in person, she’s read all about them of course. Either on the internet or in the police station. She wasn’t in the room when the others took on Freeze, it isn’t until Batman actually comes to the small room they are in that she realizes it was him and his compatriots they have to thank for saving them. A moment later then, the Gotham Police streams in, lead by Jim Gordon. Barb’s eyes light up as she starts to immediately moving towards him. But almost as soon as she starts to move, she stops. Her head tilts slightly to one side as her father speaks to Batman. Huh.. she didn’t realize they actually knew one another.. <br><br>Jim now sees Barbara, and he turns towards her. He takes a few steps, and then looks back towards Batman (perhaps to thank him), but the Batman is gone. Jim dismisses it and moves towards Barbara, immediately embracing her. Barb smiles widely as she hugs her father&nbsp; &nbsp;“I’m okay, dad.”&nbsp; She says softly. Jim doesn’t seem so convinced, so he orders her to get checked out by one of the medics that had shown up with the police. Barb protests, but it will do no good. She does as she is told, giving one last look to their former captors and hostages. <br><br>She wishes she could have done more, but it just wasn’t in the cards this time. She moves towards the entrance of the building amongst the hordes of police, but her mind lingers on what she has seen.. on the Batman..&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 00:54:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx21iqQT0C1qm38obo1_1280.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Mr. Freeze, Freeze's Associates<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Gothcorp<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Martian Manhunter,&nbsp; Robin, Batman, Catwoman, Barbara Gordan<br></span></span><hr><br>"<strong>I'd like that, thank you.</strong>" Victor speaks, seating his armored form next to Nora's chamber. The Ice Cannon is simply set down beside him now.<br><br>And he starts to daydream of a day long ago on a frozen lake, where he met a girl way out of his league that skated like a dream herself. She only started dating him because he had the presence of mind to save a friend's life, but life takes strange turns sometimes. A date to settle a debt blossomed into something more, and love became tragedy, and now wonders what that tragedy has become.<br><br>Boyle says something in the background, "you'll never get away with this" or "I'll sue" or something like that. Bah, let the poor excuse of a man go as he's taken away too. He had a meeting with someone he missed very much, and Death itself has promised to take a breather.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>30-03-2013, 10:10:17</strong>
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				Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl<br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Helena Bertinelli watched from the across the street of the Benjamin Jewelers, waiting for her target.&nbsp; The reason she new her target would be here?&nbsp; It was the perfect joint for her to rob.&nbsp; Place had just been hailed in the Gotham Times as the finest place to buy rare jewels.&nbsp; It had also not so subtly sad that it was absolutely impossible to break into, and that was the kicked for Helena's would be target.&nbsp; Tell that woman she can't do it, well she'll just go straight ahead and do it.<br><br>Now it wasn't so much so that Helena wanted to stop this woman, rather she just wanted to get a meeting.&nbsp; Helena was new to Gotham, and while every other guy on the block was a fence, finding a good one was a rather large under taking.&nbsp; And being that this woman was a thief with a reputation to rival Batman's, she had to have a good fence.&nbsp; And Helena was very much interested in that.&nbsp; For while the drug trade was a cash business back in LA, most of the income Helena currently had (had stolen from her victims), was in such things as jewels and fancy watches.&nbsp; She'd been tempted on more than one occasion to take the drugs, but it just never sat right with her.&nbsp; She'd known that if she had tried selling off that much product (and she would have had a lot) she would have become just like her father.&nbsp; A drug lord, with a reputation for murder and cruelty that matched&nbsp; Genghis Khan's.&nbsp; And while she had loved her father, loved him more than anything in this world, she'd known what he was.&nbsp; And despite all her love, all her time spent in seeking his revenge, she did not want to be him.<br><br>"Hello kitty."&nbsp; Helena said seeing her target slip into the vent system of the store.&nbsp; No doubt the woman would have the security effectively offline without incident within minutes, leaving Helena to just simply walk in and catch the would be woman in the act.&nbsp; Catching Catwoman...That had to count for something right?<br><br>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Batgirl<br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>Selena had known she was being trailed for a good portion of the night.&nbsp; The tiny thing trailing her was good, but without a lot of experience.&nbsp; Same went for whoever was across the way and trying to keep out of sight.&nbsp; Can you say stake out please!&nbsp; Have to give credit to them both though, they'd seen her at least, few got so good a picture.&nbsp; Never the less though, she was here to do a job.&nbsp; And despite the audience she had full intention to go through with it.&nbsp; And while at it, maybe get both shadows to get off her back, and onto there own.&nbsp; A girl can dream right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>31-03-2013, 04:20:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Babs16a.gif) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gotham<br>Tagging: None<br><hr><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Then…</strong></span><br>It hasn’t been terribly long since her run in with Mr. Freeze and his goons. Things were starting to resemble some normalcy in her world, but things aren’t ever so normal for her. Not when you’re the daughter of Gotham’s top cop. But all she would like to do this night is relax a little. She wants to, but it probably won’t happen. The cogs of fate are turning, and we’re all strapped to them. <br><br>It’s early evening, and Barb sits in the living room of the Gordon home. She reclines in a large chair (her favorite roost), absently watching ‘The Office’ on television. That one guy keeps looking into the camera with an odd gaze. She finds herself noticing it more and more, to the point it’s a little annoying. Her gaze snaps away from the television as she hears the lock of the front door being used… her father is home. An immediate smile is upon her lips as she now sits up, watching the front door intently. James Gordon opens that door, moving slowly through it. He looks tired, but he always does around this time. Continuous 14 hour days do that to you. Under his arm he holds multiple file folders, he always brings his work home.&nbsp; He closes and locks the door behind him in one smooth, practiced motion, and he smiles seeing Barbara sitting there. Safe.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Hi Barb. How was your day?”&nbsp; &nbsp;He says as he hangs his keys up on a small hook next to the door. Barbara shrugs her slim shoulders as she sits there reclining, speaking in a very casual, relaxed tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Uneventful.. Talecris still hasn’t called back.. I talked to coach Barton this morning.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Jim slips his trench coat off, hanging in over the back of a chair as he enters the living room, and then plops down on that chair. He lets out a sigh as he leans back a little, setting the file folders on the small end table next to him. Barb eyes those files, now the gears in her head turning.&nbsp; &nbsp;“And what did he have to say? Still wants you on his team or whatever?”&nbsp; &nbsp;Jim says as he closes his eyes, slipping his glasses off. Barb nods as she looks back to him&nbsp; &nbsp;“Uh huh. He says he hasn’t had a gymnast as good as me for a long time. I bet I could get him to pay me to come back if I wanted.”&nbsp; And if the job she wants doesn’t come through, she may have to resort to that. Jim gives a little laugh at her comment, now leaning down to untie his shoes.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Of course he hasn’t. I could have told you that.” &nbsp; Barb smiles at the little comment, even if it was expected.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Dad… I was thinking too..”&nbsp; &nbsp;Now Jim glances to her, knowing that tone. Knowing an unpleasant subject was about to be brought up. One of Jim’s brows perk up as he sits up, dropping his shoes to the side of the chair. Barbara smiles sweetly as she watches him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Maybe… this fall.. I could enroll at the pol-“&nbsp; &nbsp;She never finishes her sentence, cut off by her father.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Barb we’ve been down this road. I don’t want you joining the force. It is not the life you want.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “But-“&nbsp; &nbsp; “No, Barb. And that’s the last word.”&nbsp; &nbsp;He pauses, the look on Barb’s face one of anger.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Honey.. I mean only the best for you. Please, trust me on this. You deserve a better life than to be a beat cop or some detective wasting away for nothing. You could go back into gymnastics, or that book keeping job. You liked that, right?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She shrugs now, watching the TV. Well looking in it’s direction.&nbsp; “I made some spaghetti, I can heat it up for you if ya want.” Jim sighs as he watches her, and he pushes himself up from his seat. He crosses the room and leans down in front of her, kissing her forehead.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I’ll get it, sweety. I’m sorry, maybe we can talk about it later.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Meaning they won’t talk about it later. She smiles up to him and nods, and watches as he walks into the kitchen. And the moment he turns that corner, her eyes snap towards those file folders on the end table.. <br><br>A couple hours later… <br>Her father has gone to bed, and she sits alone in her room now. Her laptop gives a soft glow into the mostly dark room, and she just stares out her window. The files were about an obnoxious burglar pestering Gotham’s finest. One of the newspapers dubbed her ‘catwoman’. Since it’s suspected she’s a she, and a cat burglar. An old fashioned term, but it sells papers. The police have tried time and time again to catch her, to try and get the drop on her. But every time they think they have her… she somehow slips out of their grasp. It’s cases like this that intrigue Barbara, and one of the reason she wants to join the police force. She knows she could make a kick ass detective, if given half a chance. All of the detectives at the force say so. But the only obstacle is her father.. and it’s a big obstacle. She continues to stare out the window, and something on her laptop catches her eye. She has the browser open to a local news site.. and a headline flashes about the rise of masked vigilantes in Gotham, and how they have become a menace. And by name, the Batman is mentioned. It’s like Barbara’s mind is struck by a bolt of lightning out of the blue. Her eyes widen suddenly and she looks towards the window. The night she saw Batman comes to her mind like a blazing inferno. His presence was palpable, and yet he barely seemed to be there. It’s nothing that could be explained easily. Batman… her father knew him, but he won’t talk about that with her. He’s making a difference in this city, and it’s being noticed. Batman… <br><br>Maybe if she can’t be on the police force… she can do something to help the city anyways…<br><span class="bbc_u"><strong><br>The Next Day</strong></span><br>Gotham Police Headquarters. Not a place that’s easy to get into, and not a place a young girl should be hanging out. But this building is like her second home to her, she practically grew up here. And everyone here knows her, either personally or the fact she’s the daughter of their boss. Barbara strides into the Gotham Police Headquarters, a backpack slung over her shoulder. She has a pleasant smile or a ‘Hi!’ for nearly everyone she passes. That’s another reason she’s known so well around here, she sometimes goes out of her way to make friends with the people here. Including and especially the detectives. And that’s where her path leads her, to the detective offices. After having pleasant little conversations with a few of the detectives, she stops at one desk in particular. At the desk sits a slightly overweight man who looks like he hasn’t slept in years. He’s typing something on his laptop very… very… slowly. The one finger typing method.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Hey there Todd.”&nbsp; &nbsp;She says in a pleasant tone, standing in front of his desk. He looks up, smiling widely as he sees her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Shortcake! How’re ya?” &nbsp; He is the only one in the world who calls her shortcake. And really, she does love the nickname. He’s called her that since she was a little girl. One day she brought a doll with her while visiting her father here, a Strawberry Shortcake doll. Red hair, just like hers. And that’s why he has called her that ever since. Barbara shrugs as she smiles widely to him.&nbsp; “I’m doin okay. How ya doin? How’s Bonnie?”&nbsp; &nbsp;his wife of 23 years. She sits down at the chair next to his desk, and he starts to tell her about how Bonnie hasn’t been feeling good lately, and how they need a vacation. <br>And after about 10 minutes of small talk, Barbara brings up the reason for her visit.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Todd, What can you tell me about Batman?”&nbsp; Todd gets a perplexed look on his face, and he speaks as he glances at his laptop. His voice is quieter, as if not wanting the other detectives to hear him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“He’s a guy in a mask and cape beating up people on rooftops, shortcake. He’s not a good fella.”&nbsp; Barbara listens intently, reading his body language as he speaks. He’s not comfortable talking about him, maybe because they’ve been powerless to bring him in.&nbsp; &nbsp;“You don’t think he’s doing good for Gotham?”&nbsp; Todd shakes his head slowly&nbsp; &nbsp; “Shortcake, he’s beating people up. They might be criminals, but we got due process here. Can’t let a fella take matters into his own hands…” &nbsp; Barb nods absently, clearly lost in thought as she looks a little away from him.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yer really taken by him, huh.”&nbsp; &nbsp;She looks back to him with a curious gaze.&nbsp; He smiles as he watches her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Ya been actin all weirdzo since <em>that</em> night. We heard he was there, helped ya. ‘long with some of them others.”&nbsp; &nbsp;She shrugs as she looks away from him, leaning on his desk with her elbow.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Just curious is all.”<br><br>It isn’t stealing. Not really. Her dad is the head cop, and the equipment is from the cops. So… she’s not really stealing. She keeps telling herself that as she sneaks out some equipment from the female locker room of the police headquarters. She worked out for an hour in the police athletic area, and then had a quick shower there. And then… she kind of scooped up some equipment from open lockers.. and lockers that weren’t exactly open. <br><br>It isn’t stealing. <br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>That Night</strong></span><br>She had an old light sweater, and a pair of pants she wore while doing training exercises with Gotham’s finest. As well as a pair of boots. The rest of the gear she put together herself. A nice backpack, gloves and a mask. Of course a mask. The light sweater she wears, she’s sewn an emblem onto it. She only saw Batman’s costume for a moment, but in that moment she remembered everything about it. Including how the stylized bat on the front of it looked. She got it close… but it’s not the same. But then, she wouldn’t want it to be. She isn’t Batman. She’s just someone wanting to help. The mask she was able to stylize a little, make it look more… batish. That’s not a word. Again it’s not exactly the same, but not bad. She was ready. And once her father went to bed, out her window she carefully climbed. Just like she has been since she was old enough to climb a tree. Convenient since there’s a tree right outside her window and all. <br>She did a little research about the burglar the police are trying to catch, and of course she memorized the files her father had about her. And she suspects she knows where the thief will strike next. And Batgirl will be waiting for her. <br>Wait.. Batgirl? Batwoman. Batgirl.. woman. Batwoman doesn’t roll off the tongue like Batgirl.&nbsp; <br>She suspects she knows where the thief will strike next. And <em>Batgirl</em> will be waiting for her.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Now</strong></span><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Batgirlfirstcostumeooc.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham City<br>Tagging: Huntress<br><hr>She was right. Son of a gun she was right. She <em>would</em> make a great detective for Gotham Police. As it is.. she’s found her target. It didn’t look like there was any particular patter to this thief’s movements, but there was. And she was able to find it. She’s going to be congratulating herself for a very long time. <br>Now she knows the thief is here… all she has to do is apprehend her, and then present her to the police. Simple. She’s got years of training behind her.. she can take about anyone. This is going to be awesome. While she could probably go hand to hand with just about anyone… stealth isn’t her best suit yet. Yet. She spotted her little thief when she approached the jewelry store… and she’s done her best to keep out of sight. She can’t arrest her yet, not until she’s actually caught in the act. For now.. she follows. Catwoman goes in through a vent.. she won’t be doing that. However.. she does find a backdoor on the roof, a few moments after Catwoman disappears. It’s got a nice big lock on it… which she makes short work of with her lockpicks. Grow up with cops, learn all kinds of interesting things. Like breaking into buildings. <br>Quickly she makes her way through the interior of the store, one of her throwing discs in her hand. She’ll use it like a ninja star or something.. though of course it doesn’t have any sharp edges. Still be good for a fight.. which is what she’s expecting. She creeps her way deeper into the store, now moving through a doorway leading to one of the offices, which is connected to the main showroom… she watches for her thief as she moves slowly and carefully, her heart pounding a hundred miles an hour. <br><br>Oh this is fun. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>02-04-2013, 01:28:04</strong>
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				Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Batgirl<br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>Selena slips down the through the vent, and moves past the security with ease.&nbsp; Hi-tech lasers, ease, motion sensors, give her a break, thermal tracking, come on.&nbsp; She of course didn't have to disable all the features, but she didn't want her little duo of followers tripping anything before she was done her work.&nbsp; And Selena was quick about her work.&nbsp; Do too her followers, her time was limited, so Selena had skipped the small fish and had gone straight o the big.&nbsp; The Pandora Necklace.&nbsp; The most beautiful emeralds contained within beautiful silver metal work.&nbsp; Selena was definitely gunna wear that beauty around the apartment naked a few times before taking it to her fence.&nbsp; Hell, she might just keep the damn thing as this was a personal job and not a professional one.&nbsp; She wanted this thing to prove she could take it, not because she needed.<br><br>Now while all the details of the heist is rather impressive, unless you are a master thief, you won't be able to truly appreciate the level of skill and talent involved in what Selena did in such a short amount of time.&nbsp; Suffice to say, she was a Goddamn genius when it came to this stuff.&nbsp; People would wonder for years how it was accomplished, and Selena would simply smile and look in the mirror at the beauty on her pale skin and smile.&nbsp; It was so good to be bad.<br><br>Hearing her first little follower come in through the roof and 'sneak' around the office area, she slinks her shapely form from shadow to shadow, expertly walking in the open expanse of the showroom and remaining entirely hidden from both parties.&nbsp; Because her second little follower entered the scene just then, coming through a side door rather than roof.&nbsp; Catwoman found her spot between the two and knew that each would see the other longer before they even thought to look to where she actually was.&nbsp; Getting comfortable, the cat sat to watch the show. <br><br><br>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl<br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Helena got across the street rather quickly, and didn't see Batgirl land on the roof, she was already in the alley bellow.&nbsp; Waiting a few moments, she took a risk and simply picked the side door lock, not worry one bit about alarms because...Yes!&nbsp; Catwoman had disable them all.&nbsp; Say what ya want about, but you could at least rely on her to do a robbery right.&nbsp; Getting to the inner door she simply shouldered through the look and walked down a small hallway, drawing her crossbow in one fluid motion.<br><br>Coming to the door of the showroom, she eased it open and looked in.&nbsp; Holy shit!&nbsp; The Cat had already gotten the top prize, The Pandora Necklace...Girl worked fast.&nbsp; And Christ, that must be her trying to go out through the office!&nbsp; Forgetting entirely about stealthy, Huntress move to a good shooting position and yells "Freeze Catwoman!"&nbsp; He finger on the trigger, the shadowed yet clearly feminine outline moves in any hostile way, bam!&nbsp; Bolt in the shoulder.&nbsp; Helena may be here to make a good impression and get a solid fence, but despite all the 'girl powerness' in the world, she ain't getting hurt or killed for that.&nbsp; Huntress thinks for a minute Catwoman will turn on her, she has no problem putting that kitty down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>04-04-2013, 07:21:33</strong>
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				Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress, Cat Woman<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>The bike roared to a stop at the end of the street.&nbsp; &nbsp; Just out of range from eyesight of those within Benjamin Jewelers.&nbsp; &nbsp;Its chrome gleams under the streetlight.&nbsp; &nbsp;The rider flicks her long platinum blonde hair with a snap of her head, causing the tresses to fall back behind off her shoulders as she slipped off the bike and set the kickstand down.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>A unknown man currently pulling out a daily newspaper from a vending box on the street looks up and catches sight of the gorgeous blonde.&nbsp; &nbsp;She give him a smile and quickly make her way between the buildings heading to the fire escape along side the building on the right.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Reaching the fire escape she would leap up and catch the bottom of it.&nbsp; She does not pull it down instead as a well trained gymnast she pull herself up and make her way quickly up it and onto the roof of the building.&nbsp; &nbsp; She quickly head in the direction of the jewelers.&nbsp; &nbsp; Reaching the side of the building on she would look to the next roof.&nbsp; &nbsp; Then turn and take a few steps back then sprint towards the ledge and leap across to the other building.&nbsp; &nbsp;Upon landing she drop tuck and roll springing to her feet.&nbsp; Repeating this with the next three buildings.&nbsp; &nbsp;Until she is to the building adjacent to the jewelers.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Here she approaches the side and would recon a look to see if any activity on the roof of jewelers&nbsp; building.&nbsp; &nbsp; Dinah contacts had whispered of something going down this evening by a master thief.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through the location had not been named.&nbsp; &nbsp;The jeweler had been a well thought out educated guess.&nbsp; &nbsp; Crouching down along the small upraised lip of the roof.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her bright blue eyes scan the other roof. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 01:25:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Batgirlfirstcostumeooc.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gotham<br>Tagging: None<br><hr>Barbara certainly does hope that her heart rate doesn’t set off any alarms or anything. Because right now it sounds as loud as thunder in her ears. She won’t admit she’s scared, it’s more like.. excited. She was able to deduce where this thief is going to be.. and now she’s going to catch her in the act! Maybe then her father will be convinced she has the right stuff for the police force. But then again.. she doubts she could ever tell her father… she hadn’t thought that out completely.. <br>Barbara freezes in midstep, her eyes wide as she looks down one of the hallways.. something moved! She almost drops the throwing disc in her hand, she’s so excited/scared. Her eyes narrow, and she draws her hand back a little. Throwing these things are just like throwing little weighted Frisbees, she’s practiced a little of course. Be embarrassing to try and throw one and do nothing but break a lamp. She can’t exactly see who’s there.. but there’s something obvious… two little points at the top of her head. Cat ears!! Holy crap it is her!<br><br>Of course, the ‘points on the top of her head’ are nothing more than Huntress’ mask. <br><br>She calls out at almost the same instant Huntress does, almost talking right on top of her.&nbsp; “Freeze Catwoman!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Wait what? Why did Catwoman say that.. Barb is instantly confused, and she shoots a glance around herself, seeing no one else. It’s some kind of trick to distract her! Don’t fall for it!&nbsp; “Nice try, Catwoman! You’re under arrest!” She now starts towards her, and the light shifts a little. Enough to see Catwoman has a… a gun?! No, something else… it reminds her of a crossbow, but why would Catwoman use a crossbow.. well it is silent, it can do damage. Her instincts kick in, and she leans down and to the side a little, throwing her little throwing disc at HuntressWhoSheThinksIsCatwoman. Sadly, the throwing disc goes way wide… and destroys a tabletop lamp to Huntress’ left and slightly behind her. <br><br>God damn throwing discs.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 03:35:46</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>"Wait...Wha..."&nbsp; Helena took a closer look at her target, the figure moving slightly more into the light.&nbsp; This wasn't Catwoman, looked a damn lot like her but wasn't her.&nbsp; One the frame was different, more girl than woman, as well the emblem on her chest was strange.&nbsp; That was Batman's.&nbsp; Was this some kind of female sidekick?&nbsp; A so called, <em>Batgir</em>l?&nbsp; Didn't sound too bad as Helena thought about it, but then again, she didn't have much time to think about it.&nbsp; "Its no trick I-SHIT!"&nbsp; Helena said moving to the right, though when she noted where the object hit she realized one, she hadn't been fast enough, and two, this girl had been way off!&nbsp; Still...Fact she threw!<br><br>"I am not Catwoman!"&nbsp; Helena yelled stepping more into the little light of the low lit room, her costume becoming more clear as was her weapon, which was leveled clearly in the middle of Bab's chest.&nbsp; "And I swear you make one damn move I'll put this hear bolt in your heart."&nbsp; The cold eyes of the Huntress looked into Batgirl's, and the young heroine would know in her heart that Huntress was not bluffing. <br><br>"Now, who are you and what are you doing here?"&nbsp; The possible cold hearted murder went away, replaced instead by a strong willed hero that didn't want to gun down a girl near her own age in a jewelry store.&nbsp; Just as Bab's had been able to tell Helena was not bluffing about killing her, Bab's would also be able to tell that Helena didn't want this to end in blood shed between them if it didn't have too.<br><br><strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>Pfft!&nbsp; Ha! It was too good!<br><br>Poor little lambs, didn't have much of a chance really, but Catwoman wasn't one to turn herself over out of pity for the young.&nbsp; Not that they were that much younger than her, or that she was that old, but she'd known rather immediately when first looking at the two that as far as The Game went, she had decades on both.&nbsp; <br><br>Sleuthing around in the dark, Selena made her way to the not so silent alarm.&nbsp; After hitting it, she'd have five seconds to get out of this place before lock down happened.&nbsp; Thank God the door to the alley was like five steps away.&nbsp; Leaving her scott free, and the little ones to face the cops.&nbsp; Oh how she loved when a plan came together!<br><br>It was just after Helena's question that Catwoman hit the alarm, causing bright flood lights to spray the room, blinding everyone except Selena who was prepared for it.&nbsp; "Give my regards to the piggy's girls!"&nbsp; She blew a kiss towards them and slid out the door.&nbsp; "Try the vent!"&nbsp; She managed to say before the metal shudders slammed down on the windows, the doors bolted with locks that could slow down Bane, and the painfully loud alarm went off.&nbsp; She didn't want to leave the girls totally trapped now did she.&nbsp; Where would the fun be in that?<br><br>Not that Catwoman was sticking around to find out the fate of her would be captures, rather she turned towards the river and made her way in that general direction, away from the main streets and sticking to the shadows.&nbsp; Never know who might be creeping around on the rooftops you know.<br><br><strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>"BITCH!"&nbsp; Helena yelled after the thief.&nbsp; She even going so far as to shoot at bolt at the closed door.&nbsp; Thing barely stuck, so thick and strong was the metal slab.&nbsp; "FU-" She was about to swear again before the blaring alarm went off, she covering her ears and looking to Batgirl, The Huntress bent slightly as if they were being shelled.&nbsp; She didn't even try to talk, the noise was far to loud.&nbsp; Instead, she locked eyes with the girl and then pointed to the vent.&nbsp; Despite who each might be, getting out of here not in handcuff's was in the best interest of them both.&nbsp; And by working together, they had a better chance of that actually happening.<br><br>Moving over to the counter which had the highest point, Helena holstered her crossbow, got up on top, then once set interlocked her hands, looked to Bab's and gave a nod as she tensed up.&nbsp; Helena was taking a risk in offering to boost Bab's up in return for a hand up, but she figured if they were going trust each other, might as well dive in head first.&nbsp; She waited for the lithe girl to approach, ready to launch her into the air when the time came. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 04:50:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Benjamin Jewelers, Rooftops, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Catwoman, Black Canary, Batgirl, Huntress<br><br>Batman had barely taken a moment to rest after his encounter with the other heroes in taking down Fries.&nbsp; He had been working on his files of newly appearing heroes most of the time, watching any videos, and examining reports of their actions that he could find.&nbsp; He had bowed out of a luncheon that Bruce Wayne had been set to attend, and decided to take a solo patrol.&nbsp; He checked the local reports of anything interesting and saw that one of the better jewelers was displaying the Pandora Necklace, a string of emeralds set in silver.&nbsp; He pulled his cowl back on as he considered Gothams own green eyed cat burglar and how she would be hard pressed not to&nbsp; make an attempt on the jewels.&nbsp; He made his way to the Batmobile, collecting a few refills for his utility belt along the way.<br><br><em>An hour later...</em><br><br>The Batman was moments too late to stop Selina from slipping in, but he was perfectly in time to watch two women, one well armed and another in a bat costume, go in after her, and another pull up on a motorcycle and positioned herself on the roof of the jewelers.&nbsp; The Batman used his cape to glide from the higher roof so that he could land out of sight but near where Catwoman would have to come out.&nbsp; The other woman, a blonde, was lurking near as well so je remained still as death, a hole in the night.&nbsp; He wondered how the blonde woman would react if she noticed him.&nbsp; Either way, he wanted to be there to let Catwoman know he wan't leaving the night to the wannabes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>05-04-2013, 05:43:28</strong>
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				Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress, Cat Woman<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Slowly she drag her hand over the roof top.&nbsp; &nbsp;Small bits of tar rubble would stick to her hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the second generation heroine looked across to the other room.&nbsp; &nbsp; A slight breeze would flutter her platinum blonde hair and billow out a few wayward strands.&nbsp; &nbsp; The roof seems clear.&nbsp; &nbsp;Ready to raise up and back up to get a running start and once again leap across to another rooftop.&nbsp; &nbsp; Is suddenly paused as all hell suddenly erupts.&nbsp; <br><br>For bright flood lights of an alarm suddenly activated.&nbsp; &nbsp;The gleam of the lights illuminating the front of the jewelers.&nbsp; &nbsp;The cast of light seen from the rooftop even at the angle she peered from.&nbsp; &nbsp; Simultaneously a loud siren suddenly erupts shattering the night and all of its sounds.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Suddenly in the briefest of moments she from her perch catches sight of one darting from shadow to shadow.&nbsp; &nbsp;Silently&nbsp; Dinah curses herself,&nbsp; she had been too late for the party.&nbsp; &nbsp; If she had acted sooner with the intelligence gathered or more importantly if she had received it sooner.&nbsp; She could have been here prepared and deduced how the thief would get in and out.&nbsp; Thus enough time to set a trap.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Remaining where she was for a moment.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would skirt the edge of the roof and move towards the front.&nbsp; &nbsp;To see if she could spot the shadow again.&nbsp; Highly unlikely,&nbsp; she would not bother to chase.&nbsp; &nbsp;By the time she got down,&nbsp; whoever it was would be long gone or just another face in the crowd. <br><br>Then it occurs to her,&nbsp; the alarm had been deliberately set.&nbsp; &nbsp; For the lights flooding the front of the store would only be activated if someone tired to get in that way.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Someone else had to be in the jewlers.&nbsp; &nbsp;They would have to be coming out on the rooftop.&nbsp; &nbsp;For with the alarm set the security lock down surely would be activated.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She move to the shadows of the vent system on the rooftop she is in,&nbsp; &nbsp;melding into its shadows as her eyes gleam towards the other rooftop.&nbsp; Looking for what birds may fall into her lap.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 10:20:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/JasonToddpost.jpg)</div>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Crime Alley<br>Tagging: Open<br><hr><br>Crime Alley. It was both amazing and disturbing how little the area had changed over the years. The buildings which stood to each side of the road were decrepit and disheveled, though there were most certainly still a few people who called them home, even to this day. The roads were in the same terrible condition that they'd been years ago, and just as barren, save for the rusted and forgotten car chassis which occasionally dotted the street. The once prosperous road was seen citywide as a breeding ground for crime, a place to be forgotten and avoided, even destroyed if certain people were given their way.<br><br><em>Vrrrrrrrmmm...vrrmmmm...</em><br><br>And yet, there were still many who kept this place close to them in one way or another. In the case of the illustrious Bruce Wayne, there was the Park Row Tragedy, the event which shaped his very being and made the area all too important to simply forget about. In the case of young Jason Tood, however, there was much more than a single event which made him keep returning to this place.<br><br>He drove his bike quickly down the street, the roar of the engine quickly drowning out the distant sounds of sirens and car horns somewhere within Gotham. It's large headlight brightening the roads, which were only kept lit by dim, neglected streetlights. This filthy, abysmal place was what Jason called home throughout all of his younger years...and to this day he wasn't sure how he felt about that fact. To say the memories of his younger years were happy ones would be a bold faced lie..but in the end he still felt comfortable amongst the decay, even despite having lived luxuriously for so long..<br><br>His civilian motorcycle began to slow down just behind what was left of the Monarch Theater, and came to a slow stop beside an old bouquet of now dead roses that rested on the cold pavement. Typically, this is where he came to think when Wayne Manor was getting a bit too claustrophobic for his taste, or when something especially heavy had been looming over his mind. The former was the case this time, and while nothing too substantial had occurred in his life (at least by hero standards), there were a few things on his mind that simply wouldn't stop buzzing about. <br><br>Most of these thoughts were regarding Fries' hostage situation and what had taken place just a while ago. Working with Hawk Girl had been...strange. Her impulsiveness reminded him much of himself, and in that regard he couldn't get upset with her...but they were lucky. Had Batman and the Martian Manhunter not had made an appearance in time the situation could've grown more dire. And than there was Mr. Freeze's surrender. In his experience, super criminals like Mr. Freeze never just gave up, no matter how the odds were stacked. Fries had been given the chance to speak with his wife, and the man clearly wasn't a psychopath as many of Gotham's most dangerous criminals tended to be...but Jason didn't trust it. He hoped Batman shared the sentiments, and that he had expressed them to the other heroes atop GCPD Headquarters. Jason hadn't been made aware of the meeting until it had already happened, and he seriously doubted that his exclusion was an accident.<br><br>With a low sigh, he shifted in the seat of his bike and turned to look down the long, dim street. He brought a cigarette to his lips and lit it up, taking a long drag. The Alley wasn't empty; he would occasionally see a group of punks slink out of an alley and head out somewhere, or a junkie walking past, looking for a quick fix. Yet somehow, he was never disturbed by anyone. He never quite understood why...he looked pretty vulnerable out there. But he never questioned it.<br><br>Besides, it would've taken a lot more than a few punks to take him out, even if some violence broke out...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>07-04-2013, 07:41:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Batgirlfirstcostumeooc.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gotham<br>Tagging: The small crowd in and around the jewelry store!<br><hr> Barbara looks oddly towards Huntress, and towards that crossbow of hers. Her wide eyes are locked on it, even as she proclaims not to be Catwoman. The expression on her face becomes more confused as she tries to take that in. If she isn’t the thief, then what’s she doing here? Probably same as her… maybe… or maybe she’s a partner of the thief. <br><br>Her eyes flick between the crossbow and Huntress’ eyes, and she does try to show no fear. Sure, she’s scared. Very. Some crazy chick is pointing a crossbow bolt at her heart. But if she’s going to do this sort of thing, she needs to steel her nerves. If she ever wanted to be a cop, this is the kind of thing she would have to face down. Her hands raise a little at her sides, to show she’s not holding anything.. else. No more little discs or anything to possibly set this crazy woman off.&nbsp; “Listen I came here to stop Catwoman, to bring her in. That’s it. I.. I figured out she would probably be here.”<br><br>There’s perhaps a moment’s pause as she stares at Huntress, as if she were trying to make a decision in her head. ‘who are you’. Simple enough query, and Barbara should just say her name straight up. I mean.. the girl is aiming a crossbow at your chest. But her head bows down just slightly, and she speaks in a more firm tone.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“I’m Batgirl.”<br><br>Yep, sounds way better than Batwoman, doesn’t sound as uppity. It was right about then that the alarms went off, that the floodlights came to life. She finds herself ducking down a little as the living hell gets scared out of her, she even goes as far as to exclaim&nbsp; “Ah it’s the rapture!”&nbsp; sometimes when she’s in a bad spot, a bad joke seems to help. Bad spot, bad joke, there’s some kind of logic there about them cancelling each other out. She looks up and around, her eyes squinting almost totally closed as she kneels a little, her hands now over her ears. She does catch a glimpse of Catwoman as she escapes, but that’s about it. <br><br>Her half closed eyes then fall on Huntress, just as she points to the vent. Her gaze flicks towards it as she pushes herself up to her feet. Cripes how is she going to get up there? That’s when Huntress is on the move, hopping up onto a counter below that vent. Immediately Barb knows Huntress’ intentions, the way she’s holding her joined hands. Her gaze scans left, and then right. She turns abruptly and dashes towards a desk on her left, and she bounds onto it effortlessly. Knocking off a few papers and a pencil holder as she turns, she now faces Huntress a few counters away. She bounds from the desk onto a counter, and then another in a small semi-circle, then onto the one that Huntress is perched on. Lithe is a good word to describe her, how she moves so effortlessly from counter to counter. <br><br>She leaps one more time, planting her booted foot in Huntress’ hands, her knee bending a little. Her arms draw back as she is launched upwards, her hands shooting up in front of her, reaching for the vent. Fingers lace into the vent’s grate, and for a moment she just hangs there. She glances at Huntress, then up to the vent. While hanging on, she starts to tug downwards as best she can, using her legs to kick a little, to try and make some kind of momentum. With a soft surprised cry the vent comes open, just as she wanted. What she didn’t expect was how hard it would be to hang onto the grate as 2 of the screws came loose and falls from the grate. She swings with the grate a couple times, and on the third swinging of the vent she kicks her legs forward, using momentum to carry her right up into the vent itself. Just as she swings up into it, the grate comes completely loose and falls to the floor with a loud clanging sound. <br><br>For a few moments she’s gone, disappeared into the vent. But then, she pokes her head out from the vent and reaches down towards Huntress, holding her hand out to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;“We have to hurry!”&nbsp; She calls out, though it probably won’t be heard over the alarm. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 03:23:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Benjamin Jewelers, Rooftops, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Canary, Batgirl, Huntress<br><br>Batman moved like a shadow, how a man that big could be that quiet amazed more than a few criminals and ally alike, changing position behind the blonde woman, and shadowing her movements till she stopped to survey the rooftop situation.&nbsp; The jewelers alarm went off, and the Bat realized that Selina was using these others as distractions, there were too many ways for her to escape, but he could track her down later.&nbsp; Rising to his full height he spoke in his low, resonating voice.<br><br><em>"Who are you, and why are you here?"</em>&nbsp; The woman appeared to have some training so he was prepared for any kind of reply to his challenge, he was sure she would not disappoint.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>11-04-2013, 04:09:45</strong>
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				<br>Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers neighboring rooftop, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress, Cat Woman, Batman - opem<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>A inward curse as that literal feeling came over Dinah that someone is behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;That feeling of your hair rising on the back of ones neck.&nbsp; &nbsp; A strong masculine voice sounds out behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;In authoritative tone,&nbsp; demanding her to identify herself and why she is there on the rooftop.&nbsp; &nbsp; She doesn't turn immediately,&nbsp; her gaze still upon the other rooftop.&nbsp; &nbsp;Shifting ever so slightly so she now balanced on the balls of her feet.&nbsp; &nbsp;If the individual behind her is trained in any of the fighting styles.&nbsp; &nbsp;He would realize she had subtly shifted into a attacking stance in her crouched position.&nbsp; &nbsp; However, the suggested offense did not come with the maneuver.&nbsp; &nbsp;Instead the woman responds.&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaving the subtle move to be nothing more then defensive.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"It seems a bird that the cat has caught.&nbsp; Although the real cat has beaten tracks.&nbsp; &nbsp;Seeing from where I am, chase would merit a disappointment of failure.&nbsp; &nbsp;I wait to see who else comes out.&nbsp; &nbsp; Seeing the alarm was pulled upon her leaving.&nbsp; &nbsp;Means she doubled cross whoever is left.&nbsp; &nbsp; I figure they're coming up through the ventilation system.&nbsp; &nbsp;So who might be my shadow this evening?"<br><br>Not realizing who is trapped,&nbsp; it is a safe assumption that those in the jeweler are accomplices and not like her, here to stop a robbery.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then as if remembering at the last moment before the stranger behind her can answer her question back.&nbsp; She would give her name, or the moniker that she uses.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh an you can call me Black Canary."<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>13-04-2013, 02:49:39</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary, Batman</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Seeing the girl hop into the vent, Helena waited below...And waited, and waited, and waited...FUCK!&nbsp; She thought thinking that her faith had been misplaced, and that the girl had just cut and run, leaving her here to face the goddamn cops.&nbsp; "Fuck!&nbsp; Fuck, fuck, fu-"&nbsp; Then she came back!&nbsp; All that hate that had been boiling over instantly flashed away, and Helena gave a big smile to the lithe girl, she herself jumping up and catching her arm, the two working together rather well in getting The Huntress tucked into the small space with the Batgirl.<br><br>Letting Bab's lead the way, Helena just tried to block out as much of that ear piercing screech that was the alarm as possible.&nbsp; A difficult thing, but not impossible.&nbsp; Getting the roof was a blessing, and Helena greedily took in a deep breath of Gotham air.&nbsp; Not the best stuff in the world, certainly no California surf, but it had its own dark beauty about, just like the rest of the city.<br><br>"Oh shit..."&nbsp; She said taking in her surroundings.&nbsp; There he was, the Dark Knight himself.&nbsp; Helena couldn't help but let her hand drop to her cross, she didn't draw it though, just kept it in place.&nbsp; "Umm, we didn't do this."&nbsp; She said quickly, looking from Batman and then too the blonde bombshell he was talking too.&nbsp; Who was that chick?&nbsp; Well if she was trouble the big guy here would have already taken care of it, she it wasn't a priority to find that out right now.&nbsp; So she instead looked back to Batman.&nbsp; "We both came here tracking Catwoman, she...Got the better of us."&nbsp; Helena looked to Bab's and shrugged, it was the truth after all.&nbsp; "Now can we do intro's later or we gunna wait for the cops?"&nbsp; She said this to everyone, feeling that the mood of threat from each other had passed.<br><br><strong>Location: Crime Alley, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Robin</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>Selina had made it out of the jewelers with little trouble at all, she slipping along the shadows with such ease she truly wondered how sometimes she faced the light of day.&nbsp; After a quick costume switch, some little tricks on loosing tails (never could be too careful), she go on the subway and headed up town, her comfortable loft awaiting her in the ritzy area of town.&nbsp; She put her new prize in a safe place and then got changed into some going out clothes.&nbsp; There was no way in hell she was going to be able to get to sleep after a night out like that.&nbsp; Way to much adrenalin was going through her and really there were only a few ways to get it out.&nbsp; Being that Bat's wasn't giving her much attention lately (self-righteous asshole), going to the old neighborhood and starting some trouble was the next best option.<br><br>Putting on some tight black pants, knee high boots, and a red top she absolutely loved, the stunning 'villain' topped it all of with a leather jacket perfect for riding.&nbsp; Getting down to the&nbsp; garage she walked threw and hoped on her Honda Stateline, the dark red colour something she adored along with the sleek look of the creature.&nbsp; She'd bought it just last month and still couldn't get over the smoothness of the beauty.&nbsp; A cruising bike that had the guts to compete with any street racer.&nbsp; After a few special modifications that is, but what's the point of having all this money if you can't&nbsp; make the things you like better right?<br><br>Blaring down the streets she was watched with lingering eyes, her dirty blonde hair whipping behind her, more than one wink given out to cops who just liked the view.&nbsp; Pulling onto the tight streets she slowed her roll, allowing the bike to fit into its cruising roll.&nbsp; Ah Crime Alley...It was the only place that still felt dangerous to her, maybe it had something to do with growing up here.&nbsp; It sticks with you, that young fear, and maybe never really goes away.&nbsp; All those bad times conquered, making you into someone who got out.&nbsp; You couldn't forget your past, it made you what you are.&nbsp; She supposed that was why she came back here so often, to remember who she had been and now what she was.&nbsp; She certainly liked more what she was now...But that girl back then, well Selina couldn't completely let her go.<br><br>Just rolling through she saw someone else who seemed rather out of place.&nbsp; A young guy on a bike, a good looking young guy at that.&nbsp; She was sure he heard her come up behind, but he just stayed sitting on the bike.&nbsp; Awe, trying to look cool she thought.&nbsp; But then getting closer she realized he actually did, though on seeing him smoke she was kind of put off.&nbsp; God did she hate cigarette breath.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hello handsome." She said coming beside him, smiling that dangerous and flirty grin she had.&nbsp; Right away one could tell she was trouble, it was like a jewel that shined in her eyes.&nbsp; "What's a pretty thing like you doing in an ugly place like this?"&nbsp; She loved being the one to initiate things, through guys for a loop and made it just that little bit more fun.&nbsp; Hopefully he wasn't just pretty though, she was so sick of stupid and pretty. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>15-04-2013, 07:29:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/JasonToddpost.jpg)</div>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Crime Alley<br>Tagging: Selina Kyle (Catwoman)<br><hr><br>Jason hadn't been parked there long when the roar of another engine sounded off in the distance and began to grow closer and closer. He could tell it was a bike, motorcycles had a distinct sound, obviously. But hours put into his civilian job had taught him a few things. For example, he could tell that the bike approaching had to have something pretty powerful for an engine, probably something between 1800cc and 2000cc. He could also tell that it was coming up the road rather slowly, which, for an area like this, was strange. Most people didn't waste any time taking in the sights as they passed through Crime Alley, and zoomed right on by. The approaching bike, though? It was just coasting.<br><br>He didn't even turn his head to the bike as it began to slow, merely lowering it as he took another long drag and letting the smoke escape in the form of another sigh. Nobody he knew would've came looking for him down here, and Bruce had no reason to come down to find him, let alone on a motorcycle. There were much easier ways to get in contact. That said, Jason assumed the rider would be trouble, which was a damn shame. He'd been enjoying the silence, and on top of that, he really wasn't looking forward to some sort of fight right now. He dealt with those enough out in the field.<br><br>As the bike slowly pulled to a stop, he pulled the cigarette from his lips and pushed the smouldering tip against the black finish of his cruiser. What he expected was one of those paper-cut-out thugs, big, gruff and aggressive, five o'clock shadow, with one of those square, glass jaws that gave so easily under a good right hook, but he was pleasantly surprised to hear the sultry voice that greeted him. "Huh..." He glanced towards her out the corner of his eye and gave her only a shrug. Well...he supposed he was right in the end. That look she gave just screamed trouble...but he definitely didn't mind getting into whatever kind of trouble she would bring him.<br><br>"Oh just enjoying the scenery...Nothin' quite like Gotham City's night life." He said casually, shifting in his seat to face the woman. "It's pretty damn ugly...but I just can't stay away." He paused for a moment, giving the slums around them another look. "At any rate, look at you, stealing my lines. I could ask you the same thing." He commented with a smirk, looking her up and down, from her knee high boots to the leather jacket she wore over her red top. "You see, you don't really scream 'urban decay' to me. And these parts are pretty rough..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>16-04-2013, 00:03:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Benjamin Jewelers, Rooftops, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Canary, Batgirl, Huntress<br><br>The Batman looked at the newcomer, well armed, poised but a bit taken aback, clutching something, possibly a religious icon by the demeanor.&nbsp; He noted the smaller woman behind the one who spoke, her bat eared cowl drew a glare before he turned to look at Black Canary.&nbsp; <strong>"Commissioner Gordon has enough to worry about tonight than a bunch of new players trying to prove themselves on the streets of Gotham.</strong>"&nbsp; The Batman pointed up towards a nearby building.&nbsp; <strong>"There, and don't waste time."</strong><br><br>With that the Dark Knight drew and fired his grapple gun into the night, letting the tension on the line draw him off the roof to swing his way to the higher vantage point where a discussion could be had out of view of the police that he could already hear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>16-04-2013, 04:18:21</strong>
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				Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers neighboring rooftop, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress,&nbsp; Batman - open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>She hear the words delivered by the strong masculine tone of the man behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp; A slight inward frown, given berth by the dismissive attitude towards.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes dart towards the grappling line that is shot across.&nbsp; &nbsp;Standing she toss a glance finally towards the voice.&nbsp; &nbsp; Which in truth is sexier then hell is hot.&nbsp; &nbsp; Or so she would assume in putting&nbsp; it.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; A mild surprise, its no other then the Batman himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She would give a shake of her head, since the Batman wanted to talk and is swing up to higher ground to be uninterrupted.&nbsp; She would open her mouth and with control, she emit a sonic cries on the level of a dog whistle.&nbsp; &nbsp;Coming in short bursts to rebound off the neighboring building.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she create a sonic stairway and would bound up the invisible stairway created which would if visible&nbsp; dissipate.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she step off the preceding one and onto the next one.&nbsp; &nbsp;In short order she is on the higher ground and looking to the Batman.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Well big boy your lead dog,&nbsp; so you first."<br><br>Dinah does not forget the Huntress.&nbsp; &nbsp;But as she assumes&nbsp; the Batman has accessed,&nbsp; the woman was not part of the robbery but duped and almost caught for it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She through expects the woman to also follow up.&nbsp; &nbsp;As her gaze sweeps back towards the Huntress to see how she accomplishes such.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>23-04-2013, 01:05:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Batgirlfirstcostumeooc.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gotham<br>Tagging: The small crowd in and around the jewelry store!<br><hr>She wasn’t 100% sure she was going in the right direction here, but logic told her which way probably wasn’t right. So it wasn’t long until they had navigated to the roof proper. Of course the blaring alarm in her ears didn’t make that so easy. They get to the grate leading to the roof, and Barb gives it a good punch. <br><br>Ya know they make it look so easy in movies and comic books. <br><br>She lets out a loud whimper as she shakes her hand, the grate not moving.&nbsp; “Fuck that hurt!”&nbsp; she mutters to herself. She then half turns in the small space, and gives the grate a good hard kick. And then another. And on that second one, it finally gives way and they are out. She kind of tumbles from the vent onto the roof, but does land gracefully finally on her feet. She looks to Huntress as she emerges from the vent, a wide proud smile on her lips.&nbsp; “That was awesome.”&nbsp; She exclaims to Huntress. But Huntress seems distracted by someone else. Or someone. <br><br>Barb follows her gaze, and she lets out a soft audible gasp. Ah hell it’s him! It’s HIM! Barb stares wide eyed, actually feeling a blush rise in her cheeks under her mask. Not because she’s so enamored or anything, but because she suddenly felt embarrassed. She took the name Batgirl, declared herself some kind of hero/cop/person for justice, but all that seemed menial now. She stares at the emblem on Batman’s chest, and then she looks down at the one on her own chest. Hey she got it pretty damn close. She doesn’t even seem to notice Black Canary, her focus taken by Batman. By his costume, the way he holds himself. But when Huntress speaks up, Barb looks at her. She then looks to Batman and nods quickly in agreement.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I… I… figured out she would probably be here.”&nbsp; She says, trying not to sound like she’s bragging though she discretely is.&nbsp; “Yeah.. uh.. she tricked us.. we almost had her. I mean we could probably still catch her..”&nbsp; she says, not sounding so convincing.<br><br>Batman then orders them to the next building, and her eyes widen a little. Oh now she can use her grappling hook! She can show them just how awesome she is! She looks towards Huntress as she reaches behind her back, pulling a rope from it with a weighted end. Batman takes off just like that… huh he’s got some kinda hookfiringgrapplelinegunthing… okay that’s cool. She swings her own line over her head, and she then lets it go flying. It.. doesn’t quite go anywhere. Oh God how embarrassing. She glances once more at Huntress with the ‘wait I can do this’ look. She tries again, swinging the weighted end over her head once more. She then lets it go, and it flies across the break in the buildings. It gets tangled in a fire escape that’s pretty high.. okay good enough. She gathers the slack of the rope as she dashes towards the edge of the building. Now this is something she can’t think to much about. She can’t try to calculate landings or velocity or windspeed. Because if she tries to think about this, she’ll fail hardcore. And probably break her neck. Barb leaps off the building, and she swings across to the fire escape, letting out a&nbsp; &nbsp;“WOOOOOO!”&nbsp; as she does. But as she closes in on the fire escape… her eyes widen as she realizes she’s going to fast.&nbsp; “nononono”&nbsp; &nbsp;she chants as she curls her legs up, and barely misses the railing. She lands roughly in a stumble on the fire escape, and then falls on her butt. Wide eyed she looks down from her sitting position… holy crap that was close!<br><br>So she’s at the building… now the top of the building. She looks up, and she starts to climb up the stairs of the fire escape as quick as she can, taking two at a time. She’s at the top of the fire escape, and it doesn’t have a ladder or anything going up. No problem for Batgirl! She leaps up and grasps the ledge of the building, and with a soft grunt she pulls herself up. And as soon as she does she stands to her full height, kind of dusting off her awesome costume, making it seem like all of that was cleverly planned out.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 01:56:41</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary, Batman</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Huntress watches as each of the other three hero's departs for the higher vantage point.&nbsp; And while she was clearly impressed with Black Canary ability to make vocal stairs (so useful!) she had to say the who garnered most of her jealousy was Batman.&nbsp; Damn that thing was cool!&nbsp; She had a cross had a bolt with a line on it, big whoop!&nbsp; As for Batgirls little performance well, Helena was just glad she'd gone last and had scene the entire thing from the lower vantage point.<br><br>Pulling her crossbow out and switching the regular bolt with the rope once, she pointed the weapon at the ledge of building and fired, the bolt flying clearly and hitting mark, a small secondary explosion firing a pin into the building and securing the bolt properly.&nbsp; Attaching her end of the rope to her belt Helena gathered up the line and went for a swing ( so glad she had tested this out a few nights ago).&nbsp; She landed against the most flat surface she could, nimble legs and body bouncing and spreading the impact away from her joints and muscles.&nbsp; She climbed up quickly and came to stand beside Batgirl, smiling at the fellow and giving a solid nod.&nbsp; They'd done it; kept up with the Batman!&nbsp; How was that for a first night out, hun?!<br><br>"So Bat's, gunna let us girls help you clean the town up or are you here to mark your territory and tell us to piss off?"&nbsp; Probably not the best way to get things started with the Dark Knight of Gotham, but attitude was one of Helena's qualities she didn't really try to hide, like at all.&nbsp; Nor did she try to hide that she was loading another bolt into her crossbow, the action taking place in plain sight and clear for all to see.&nbsp; "Names Huntress by the way."&nbsp; Slamming the bolt back she put the weapon back in its holster, crossing her arms over her chest and looking to each of the three in turn, gaze landing finally on Batman.<br><br><strong>Location: Crime Alley, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Robin</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>"Oh don't you worry, I'm damaged all on the inside."&nbsp; Selena smiled, leaning slightly over the handles and looking at the street ahead of them.&nbsp; They'd already drawn some attention, and were they both not persons who'd grown up around here, there might be some cause for concern.&nbsp; But it didn't take much intelligence or wit for folk to recognize their own, even if they were made up in nice clothing and sweet rides.&nbsp; Selena and Jason my not look like it any more, but this place was apart of them as much as the drunk guy sitting on the corner right now.&nbsp; And everyone in the area could tell.&nbsp; So far as being attacked because they were outsiders, it was off the table.&nbsp; Now getting attacked because they decided to show just how much better they had it than everyone was still stuck here, well that depended on how much drink people had and how badly they were itching for a fight.<br><br>"And I can be pretty rough too."&nbsp; She'd turned to him with a clearly suggestive look in her eyes, those blue beaut's of hers now looking him over like a piece of fresh meat.&nbsp; The way she was bent over the bike showed the complete curve of her body, she knowing exactly how the curvacious body of hers played on the male mind.&nbsp; Hell, it was good enough to keep Batman from throwing her jail, why shouldn't this guy just be happy enough to look at it?&nbsp; "Buy me a drink."&nbsp; She said sitting up and looking to the bar on their right before he could say anything in response.&nbsp; She stretched off the bike, smiling as she felt his eyes watching her form as she did.&nbsp; God he was cute; and so complimentive with eyes, girl could get used to that.<br><br>Walking towards the bar she turned her head, cocked it a little and said, "Don't worry, bikes will be fine.&nbsp; Anybody touches them I'll get my big bad boy friend to set it straight."&nbsp; Selena smiled in such a coy way that she could easily be lying just as much as she was telling the truth.&nbsp; Time to find out if pretty had thick skin or not.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 08:44:52</strong>
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				Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers neighboring rooftop, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress,&nbsp; Batman - open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Dinah gaze fell upon the Huntress and Batgirl, studying the two women for a&nbsp; moment.&nbsp; The Huntress seem brash and impetuous, while the other Batgirl seem reserve, mouse like in her demeanor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet like the other women her gaze is drawn like a magnetic to metal, towards the Batman.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through not with the goo goo eyes the other two seem to have with being be spelled by his presence.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She so wanted to retort at his high hand dismissive attitude.&nbsp; &nbsp; This was just as much her city as his or even the two with them on the rooftop.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her father had given his life as one of Gotham's finest as a police officer.&nbsp; &nbsp; She is her mother's legacy.&nbsp; &nbsp;She has every right to be there right now.&nbsp; &nbsp;For that matter she has a responsibility to use her gift for the better good.<br><br>He seem to know who hit the jewelry store.&nbsp; &nbsp;The other two definitely know having been the victims or near patsies that almost ended up taking the wrap or at least been embarrassed.&nbsp; &nbsp; As for herself,&nbsp; she had an inkling who it was.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not many could pull off such a daring caper.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Well you called this meeting.&nbsp; &nbsp;So speak up,&nbsp; unless this is nothing more then to feel like your Charlie with his angels.&nbsp; &nbsp;Or else we can fore go the lecture of this is your city.&nbsp; &nbsp;An we can work together and catch the thief.&nbsp; &nbsp;Allowing each of us the chance to show you that we have much to offer."<br><br>Dinah keeps her voice calm, through she is a bit put off by his attitude.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>27-04-2013, 17:19:35</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Benjamin Jewelers, Rooftops, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Canary, Batgirl, Huntress<br><br>The Bat observed their arrivals, as well as methods of approach and attitudes.&nbsp; Black Canary was determined and a bit put out by being called to court, so to speak, she also was well trained and a meta.&nbsp; The Huntress, she seemed a bit to eager to use that crossbow of hers, but she had determination and skills.&nbsp; The girl in the costume that was based on him, that was a bit more problematic.&nbsp; She was young, and enthusiastic with more than a little hero worship it seemed.&nbsp; He didn't much care for hero worship, it wasn't why he was doing what he did, the mission was the only thing for him.<br><br><strong>"All three of you came here for the same reason, and by different avenues.&nbsp; You can forget Catwoman for now, she's long gone and the alarm she set off for you two,"</strong> the bat glare falling upon Batgirl and Huntress, <strong>"means that Gordons men are too close to perform a proper search for her exit strategy.&nbsp; So forget about the thief for now, I'll deal with her myself."</strong> He moved past them to look out over the city, his city, his cape was drawn around himself, making him a tall shadow.&nbsp; <strong>"I know you all have your reasons for wearing a costume and going out into the city to fight crime, I won't tell you not to do it, But I will be watching you."</strong>&nbsp; He cast a glance over his shoulder, eyes narrowed, <strong>"If you want to put your lives on the line for your issues then that is your choice, but if you endanger anyone else in the process..."</strong> He turned to face them completely, his cape caught the wind for a moment,<strong> "I Will stop you.&nbsp; Don't force my hand on this."&nbsp; </strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 04:41:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Batgirlfirstcostumeooc.jpg) </div>Name: Barbara Gordon<br>Location: Gotham<br>Tagging: Batman, Huntress, Black Canary<br><hr>Her eyes stay on Batman under her mask, and she gets an indignant look on her features as he starts to lecture them. He mentions Gordon’s men again, and that does cause her to glance back over the ledge of the building. But only for a moment. Her gaze moves back to him, and she crosses her arms over her chest. She has the kind of look on her face a teenager gets when being lectured by their parents. <br><br>“Boy you really are high and mighty, aren’t you.”&nbsp; &nbsp;She says finally as she turns.&nbsp; “This is our city, too. You don’t have to lecture us on anything, Batman.”&nbsp; She looks towards Huntress and Black Canary for a moment as she walks towards the ledge of the building, reaching over her shoulder into her backpack. From her backpack she pulls another reinforced rope, one with a weighted end on it. She now stands right on the ledge of the building, and she turns on her heels, seeming to have no problems with balance or heights.&nbsp; &nbsp;“You may not like it, or resent us, or whatever… but that doesn’t matter to me.”&nbsp; &nbsp;Not anymore.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I’m going to help people, just like I’m pretty sure they want to also.”&nbsp; She says motioning to Huntress and Black Canary.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>“I am Batgirl, and while I admire you a whole lot, Batman, I’m not beholden to you. I wish things could be different, but this is where we are I guess. I’ll find Catwoman again, just like I did before.”&nbsp; She says with a nod of her head.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 19:19:40</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary, Batman</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Huntress watched as Batgirl essentially told Batman to fuck off, the young woman unable to stop a smile from forming on her face.&nbsp; She noticed how well Batman kept the shadow's around him, how he noticed everything about the lightning and the way the wind was moving.&nbsp; Guy had been at this a while it seemed and knew how to make the environment work for him.&nbsp; L.A. had been her city for so long the truth was that she didn't know Gotham as she'd used too, it would take her some time before she got back in touch with the true tune of the city.&nbsp; And it wouldn't be until then that she went after her target, went after the real reason that she was in Gotham.&nbsp; Revenge.<br><br>"Now while I am usually always up for a bat fight,"&nbsp; She gave a shrug at the cheap joke, unable to help herself in the moment.&nbsp; "Why don't we all play nice?"&nbsp; Huntress walked over to the Batman, her hand resting on his chest as she looked up at him. "While I'm sure you could track me down if you wanted too, wouldn't be such a great detective if you couldn't, here's my number."&nbsp; In her hand seemed to appear a card with a small and embroidered 'H', along with a cell number which scrambled around a dozen cities in Europe and the middle east before connecting to her.&nbsp; It wasn't impossible to trace (far as she knew nothing truly was), but it was damned difficult.&nbsp; And Helena kept a good enough eye on it that should someone try, she could destroy it and any trace of it before someone zeroed in on it.<br><br>"Call me you need anything."&nbsp; She smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, turning and skipping away in a rather childish manner as she came to stand beside Batgirl.&nbsp; "Let's go kick some ass." She said drawing her crossbow, throwing in the rope line quickly.&nbsp; As she did she turned to Black Canry, "Gunna join?&nbsp; Or stay with Mr. Tall Dark And Brooding?"&nbsp; Batman was great, and she was glad she could say she got a quick kiss in (bucket list check!), hunting with him was not something she wanted though.&nbsp; His lack of killing through her off, and she didn't know if it was an on purpose thing because of some code, or just wanting to avoid the tangle up with the law, but it flew in the face of her style.&nbsp; Huntress left bodies in her wake, not scared convict's who's be out of jail in a week.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 21:17:50</strong>
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				Location:&nbsp; &nbsp;Outside Benjamin Jewelers neighboring rooftop, Gotham, USA<br>Heroine: Black Canary<br>TAG:&nbsp; Batgirl,&nbsp; Huntress,&nbsp; Batman - open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>The reaction of the shy one dressed in a bat costume like the man himself.&nbsp; &nbsp;Is a surprise to Black Canary.&nbsp; She&nbsp; had not pegged such and thus in that moment impresses her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which brings a slight smirking smile to her face.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Her gaze follow the young woman,&nbsp; as she walk to the ledge of the roof and with fearless disposition would stand at the edge as if not a care in the world in self assurance of her sense of balance.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Her gaze upon the Batgirl is broken when she hears the other woman address the Batman.&nbsp; &nbsp;Turning her head to look towards the Bat and woman.&nbsp; Just as the woman separates herself from dark and brooding to join the other on the ledge while pulling out the grappling gun for use.&nbsp; Dinah lingers her gaze upon the Batman as the woman known as Huntress calls to her if she is going to join them or remain with the Bat.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Without word Dinah walks to the ledge of the building to join the other two.&nbsp; &nbsp;She look down and take it in,&nbsp; mapping out a descent to reach the ground.&nbsp; &nbsp;She then looked back to the Batman.&nbsp; She given him a smile right before she arrays at him one more time verbally.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Your welcome to join us handsome."&nbsp; &nbsp;With that she give a wink to him turn.&nbsp; "Well girls,&nbsp; bottoms up."<br><br>With her comment of bottoms up.&nbsp; She step off the ledge and shoot downward.&nbsp; As right out of a scene from lost boys and the bridge and railroad tracks.&nbsp; &nbsp;As her outfit denotes&nbsp; a gymnastics training.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah would drop and twist ninety degrees so she uses the flag pole like a uneven bars.&nbsp; She loop twice in revolution around the pole and propell off&nbsp; it downward towards the drain pipe.&nbsp; Which she catch and push off of going downward towards the fire escape.&nbsp; &nbsp;She reach the fire escape and would flip down it until she reached the final section in which she flip under it and catch the ladder as her grasp attached her weight the ladder would descend and she let go and step onto the ally.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She look to see&nbsp; if the others were coming or not.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>28-04-2013, 23:18:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Rooftops, Batcave, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> no one in particular<br><br>His words had been chosen to illicit a response, and he had gotten what he wanted.&nbsp; The one calling herself Batgirl was&nbsp; young, impetuous, brash, much like Dick had been, and as his current partner was.&nbsp; He felt he knew more about the girl than just her predilection towards flying rodents, he would know more soon enough.&nbsp; But her reaction spoke of a lack of focus that the others had.&nbsp; The Huntress was something else entirely, Gotham was not her home, and she had the moves of someone who had been working the mission for awhile, she had more nerve than most people he had met, aside from Selina, to actually kiss him on the cheek.&nbsp; He made a mental note to look into any vigilante actions in large cities that matched her most likely M.O..&nbsp; The Canary was trained, and a meta, a dangerous combination to be running loose in his city, she knew her looks and costume would work in her favor against the majority of her targets, but she struck him as more than just a one trick pony.&nbsp; He watched them leave, tucking away the Huntresses card in a shielded pocket of his utility belt.<br><br>Once they were gone, the Bat turned and walked off the roof, letting his cape billow out and the air currents carried him away, towards the location of the Bat-mobile.&nbsp; &nbsp;He felt that Jim Gordon should know that there were more capes but he wanted to know more, and he wanted to see just what so many heroes were doing in Gotham.&nbsp; He sensed there was alot more going on with all of this than some sort of cape convention.<br><br>The Bat-mobile roared into the bat cave, lights coming on as Batman tapped a code into the dash of the vehicle.&nbsp; The cave was still dark, only lit in strategic areas and a few guide lights for getting about.&nbsp; The Bat pulled his cowl back as he made his way to the large computer work area he used to analyze evidence and search for information.&nbsp; The systems multiple remote linkages insured that no search or access could find its way back to the cave itself, it's communications systems were encrypted and shielded, and that was just the basics for the security that the Dark Knight had built into his sanctum sanctorum.&nbsp; He immediately began a search for any vigilante activities involving arrows and crossbows, and meta humans with sonic powers being sighted.&nbsp; Once the parameters were set up he began checking the news, eventually drawn to the activities in Metropolis.&nbsp; This Justice League, a group of costumed heroes forming up as a group of out of town costumes showed up in Gotham.&nbsp; It piqued his interest, and set off his natural paranoia.&nbsp; There was no such thing as coincidence.<br><br>Batman barely caught that his faithful butler and friend had entered the cave.&nbsp; <strong>"I hadn't expected you back so soon sir.&nbsp; Shall I prepare you something?&nbsp; A peanut butter and jelly sandwich perhaps?"</strong>&nbsp; The butlers air of sarcasm always amused Bruce, even though he didn't let on.<br><br><strong>"Thank you Alfred, but no.&nbsp; Bruce Wayne needs his private jet fueled and ready to go.&nbsp; I need to go to Metropolis to...examine Wayne Industries sites there, since the fight between this Justice League and Starro."</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>04-05-2013, 04:18:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/JasonToddpost.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Crime Alley<br>Tagging: Selina Kyle (Catwoman)</strong><br><br>"Damaged goods, eh? Huh." Jason rolled the phrase over in his head a bit, watching her thoughtfully as she smiled and stared down the long and decrepit road ahead of them. Jason had a hunch that this woman was right at home here, among the desperate and impoverish. Just as at home as he was, had been in the past and would most likely continue to be in the future. Much the same way the other inhabitants of Crime Alley could clearly detect one of their own and back off, she had a certain air to her that was familiar. In fact, it was familiar in more ways than one, and while he couldn't quite place why, he didn't bother to question her about it. He could care less how else they might've known each other of if they'd met before.<br><br>He had stopped over-thinking the situation by now, but even still, the pull of that same sultry voice further yanked him further from his own head as she continued to speak. He found that by now his lips had begun curving into a smirk that played off the suggestive nature of her tantalizing words, and that he was all too interested in the predatory look her blue eyes held by now. It seemed they were both letting their eyes soak up the view. It was no secret that he'd been giving her body a good, long look for quite a while now. He knew it, and he knew she did as well. The leather certainly complimented the woman's every curve just right, and he felt no need to deny himself the view. He didn't mind being on the receiving end either, though.<br><br>"You just get straight to the point don'tcha?" He chuckled under his breath as he cut the bike's engine and swung his leg over to the side where the bar rested. "I like that. I wouldn't mind buyin' ya a drink." He pushed himself up off the the seat and casually walked on by Selena, flashing her a grin as he continued forward. "The bikes'll be fine. But you might wanna call that big bad boyfriend of yours anyway. Tell him not to wait up..." He slowed up his pace a bit, giving the lady a chance to catch up. The night wasn't turning out the way he'd expected, but he damn sure wasn't complaining. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 18:22:31</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Crime Alley, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Robin</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>"Oh honey, that was the perfect thing to say."&nbsp; Selena said huskily, she leaning against the door frame leaning into the bar.&nbsp; Oh she was going to like this one.&nbsp; Like this one very, very much.<br><br><div align="center">-Two Weeks Later-</div><br>"Hmm...You still here?&nbsp; Or is this girl just talking to herself?"&nbsp; Selena asked either of Jason or an actually empty room.&nbsp; She was naked on the bed of a crummy motel in crime alley.&nbsp; The sort of place men took hookers, or mistresses they didn't care for.&nbsp; Selina and Jason had bee frequenting the place for two weeks, neither comfortable taking the other to their home (it was an unspoken rule amoung them), and feeling akin to the area that was Crime Ally.&nbsp; For though they had both gotten away from it, and each had some sort of rather good income (again, unspoke rule not to talk about it), being here with each other seemed to remind Selina of a part of herself that she had forgotten.<br><br>Catwoman hadn't made an appearance for two weeks now, and though she had all the free time in the world, she kept on the same schedule of stay up all night, sleep all day.&nbsp; A thing that matched Jason's times of awake perfectly, as many a night he was out till just before sunrise.&nbsp; She didn't know what he did, but he did come back bruised and sore sometimes.&nbsp; She never asked what he got up too, but she was starting to have a few theories of what he might be doing at all hours of the night.&nbsp; She kept such thoughts from her mind though, this was pure fun.&nbsp; Why complicate things?<br><br><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary, or Anyone Else!</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>In the two weeks since she'd met with Batman, Batgirl, and Black Canary, the Huntress had been busy.&nbsp; She was making a name for herself in Gotham and it was one which was quickly inspiring a rather fierce reputation.&nbsp; She might not be solving the big cases like Batman such as bringing corporate crime to the light, stopping major thefts and drug trade, but she was scaring the living shit out of common criminal Joe.&nbsp; Beat your wife in full view of the apartment block?&nbsp; Hope ya like bolts stapling your hands together.&nbsp; Steal from local business?&nbsp; Good luck running away with that thing in your leg!&nbsp; But the targets Huntress was mostly concentrating was ex-cons.&nbsp; She'd follow them, wait for them to screw up and then teach they something they'd really remember.&nbsp; And the ones with a history of sexual assault, well they didn't fair to well at all.&nbsp; The shouts from the left wing of reformed criminal abuse were getting rather loud, and apparently there were plans of some action to take place by the police.&nbsp; You see, some of the people found hit with crossbow bolts were corrupt cops.&nbsp; But for the regular people of Gotham, seeing a child molester let back on the streets because of over crowding having his testicles punched into concrete and his weapon of choice gone, well that was justice.&nbsp; And the sex slave operating sicko's down on the water, with two bolts sticking from where their eyes used to be as they hung over the Gotham River, that was just priceless!&nbsp; Helena had the from page shot up in her room right now.<br><br>She'd also found a fence for her jewels and questionable amounts of cash.&nbsp; Helena was now living in a high middle class apartment in downtown, enjoying all the life a well off city girl should.&nbsp; She hadn't tracked Catwoman down, but from the chats she'd had with Batgirl the thief had gone into hiding.&nbsp; Apparently having that many masks on her tail had scared the little cat and now she was just relaxing in her more than likely fluffy palace.&nbsp; Smart, Helena had to admit.<br><br>Tonight was a slow night for her.&nbsp; She'd scared off a few thugs, but nothing requiring her shooting someone had been necessary.&nbsp; And truth be told, Helena was in the mood for some rather serious violence.&nbsp; That sex slave thing had gotten her into her old LA habits, she wanted to get into some real danger and dish out some real freaking damage.&nbsp; So with a call to Batgirl and Black Canary she was hoping they could link her up with some big case one of them had been working.&nbsp; She still wasn't familiar enough with the city to take on the mission she'd come here for, so helping out another mask and learning was her best bet.&nbsp; Soon though, very soon she would get her revenge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 13:07:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/JasonToddpost.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Crime Alley<br>Tagging: Selina Kyle, Catwoman</strong><br><br><div align="center">-Two Weeks Later-</div><br>Up until now, life for Jason had felt...stagnant. Every day and night was filled with duties and responsibilities, filled with work upon work upon work. While the sun was still up, the garage he worked at took up a fair chuck of time, and when the moon took the sun's place in the sky, Robin took to the rooftops to do his part in scrubbing up the scum of Gotham. However, things were beginning to feel fresh once more, and Jason found himself invigorated by it all. With Bruce out of town, doing a bit of investigating in Metropolis, Jason was finally able to spread his wings, so to speak, without the Bat breathing down Robin's neck. Solo patrols weren't something he had been doing long, but he got the job done, and done well. Though now, some criminals, the real cruel and crazy types, they were often found in much worse condition than they had been with Batman on the scene. Not dead, but sometimes close to it. Nothing a full body cast couldn't fix.<br><br>And then there was Selena. <em>Oh yes.</em> The mysterious Selena. Whatever this thing he had with the her was, it was refreshing to say the least. Refreshing and outrageously hot. For the past two weeks they would meet at the darkest times of the night and mingle into the wee hours of the morning, raising hell all over Crime Alley. And the sex? Well, that motel had seen a lot of action in the past few weeks. Jason didn't dwell on the details of it all. This wasn't a crime scene or anything like that. Of the two, Bruce was the paranoid one after all. He could care less how shifty either of them may have appeared to one another. Where she got her money was none of his business, nor was her schedule. As long as the good times rolled on, he was content with blissful ignorance.<br><br>And oh, the good times were rolling. Tonight was no exception. After the room key had been haphazardly tossed onto the nightstand, and their clothes soon after, the two of them ended another mind-blowing night with a bang and passed out besides one another soon after. Jason was the first to wake, and quietly slipped his pants back on while Selena continued on sleeping. It was the usual thing really, and he expected to be out of the room before Selena had woken up. But he was pleasantly surprised to hear her stir and speak before he had gotten completely dressed. He supposed he could stick around for a bit longer. If memory served, he was from work that day anyhow.<br><br>"Well, look who's awake. You're normally out like a light, babe." He sat himself back on the bed, back facing her, though he glanced over his shoulder with a smirk. "You feelin' alright?" He joked, turning a bit more towards her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 01:14:47</strong>
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				(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/51a94ceeded1c7a81a000006/2.jpg)<br><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress, (or anyone else for that matter)</strong><br><br>Raven hovered far above the streets of Gotham, letter her empathy reach out.&nbsp; Sadness, joy, rage, love, pain, lust, greed ... this city had it all. It was both beautiful and blinding at the same time to someone who had lived apart from all emotion for a majority of her life; the only one she was even familiar with was rage... a large part due to her father.<br><br>As Raven continued to soak in the emotions of the city, simple emotions slowly became more complex... like a drawing going from a sketch to a complete work. Love and lust blended together to create some kind of intense passion, but that was not what caught Raven's attention. <br><br>It was a cluster of emotions, she'd not seen together before. <em>Frustration, anger, a hint of eagerness ... and yet uncertainty? Is this person bored, need help, or simply on a date gone wrong?</em> Raven thought to herself, trying to solve the puzzle this particular person presented on this particular night.<br><br>Her attempts to find people to actually help in this city were spotty at best, Gotham was a strange place... for sure. Which made piecing together what was happening based on someone's emotional state ... was a bit tricker then it would have been else where. <br><br>Just the same, she was determined; and this lead was better then most. <br><br>Reaching out with her soul self ... Raven teleported herself close to where this person was. Realizing all too late that was probably the absolute worst thing she could have done.<br><br>Before Raven materialized in front of this stranger; her emapthy kicked in ... this person... really wanted a fight, and had the kind of self confidence of someone that would come out on top. <br><br>Tilting her head down just a little bit as she materialized in front of a female figure, letting the cowl break eye contact ... she immediately raised both hands, apologizing with a brief but earnest "Sorry."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 14:29:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower East end, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Raven, Huntress, Black Canary, Batgirl<br></span></span><hr><br>Sherya had been resting up at Star Labs in Metropolis after she saw a News Report which turned her blood cold. A major gang war in Gotham was spreading and a recent raid had caused the shooting of several Gotham police officers. One was a friend of hers, Renee. <br>Hawkgirl`s eyes narrowed and she got out of bed, stripping out of her hospital robes and into her battle suit. Once She was done she found her mace and headed out of the window before any of the Star Labs staff could stop her. <br><br>Stretching out her wings she flew from Metropolis directly towards Gotham. Ironic she was heading back to the City which had put her in the hospital to start with. Gotham was a dark place, filled with the most twisted of minds. Sherya felt a loyalty to Renee and would avenge whoever put her in the hospital, her intention to join the new "Justice League" would have to be put on hold. <br><br>She herself was not really up to this and having not flown in two weeks she was rather slow. But eventually she got there. First stop was Gotham medical to where she actually spoke to a shell shocked Harvey Bullock, Renee`s partner, he said they were chasing the Peguin, a Gotham crime lord in the East end when his partner got shot multiple times. Sherya then flew away and headed towards the lower East End. <br>She may not be up to fightening strength but she knew she could bring down a few thugs, last time she was facing government agents. <br><br>Hawkgirl`s mace started to glow a light blue, which it did when she was in the presence of Magical beings. She frowned wondering if this was any connection to the magical beings which had attacked Metropolis two weeks ago. She flew down to a nearby rooftop to catch her breath, she looked around to see if she was indeed NOT alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 17:28:33</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>Helena started out at Gotham, her ears tuned into the police band radio from a rather fancy device she had stolen from a grow-op in LA.&nbsp; Wasn't as fancy as Batman's she was sure, but it got the job done.&nbsp; She'd heard about the full out gang war taking place over the radio and had clearly heard the shooting; but she'd stayed out of it.&nbsp; In a situation like that cops were just as dangerous as the people you were trying to take out.&nbsp; They were normally panicked and scared, or just as corrupt as the people you were trying to stop.&nbsp; Which meant they'd put a bullet into anything.&nbsp; So ya, Huntress wanted situation like that.&nbsp; Being a labelled a cop killer was not something she was interested in.<br><br>Letting out a frustrated sigh she got ready to shoot out her grappling hook and take a small swing around the city.&nbsp; Black Canary and Batgirl seemed to not be coming, and time standing around was time wasted.&nbsp; She still needed to get more familiar with this city, and&nbsp; there was always someone to beat up in Crime Ally.&nbsp; Wasn't the most glamorous kind of work, but it was at least something.<br><br>It was then a form started to appear in front of her, and as Helena moved to draw her weapon, she was rather quick too, it became a solid form.&nbsp; "Jesus fuck!"&nbsp; The 'hero' said with the weapon fully pointed at into the center of Raven's chest.&nbsp; She held on firing being that the person didn't seem all too intended on attack, at least based on her body language, and then earnest sorry which followed afterward.&nbsp; Grunting with a great sigh, Helena lowered her weapon and looked the girl she guessed to be about her age over, "So what the hell was that?!"&nbsp; She said holding her arms out, waving the crossbow around rather nonchalantly and then putting a hand on her hip.&nbsp; &nbsp; Still shaking she looked Raven over again and noticed that their colour's weren't that different.&nbsp; Granted, this gal seemed to have 'a little' extra in her when it came to tricks.<br><br>"I'm Huntress by the way."&nbsp; She put her weapon in its holster and crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for a reply the person she just nearly shot.<br><br><strong>Location: Crime Alley, Gotham, USA<br>Villain: Catwoman<br>TAG: Robin</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br><br>"Hmm...I'd feel better if <em>someone</em> started leaving me breakfast in the morning."&nbsp; She was smiling as she looked over her shoulder at him, hair tussled and unkempt, sleep still still lingering in her eyes as she wiped them against the bed and smiled again.&nbsp; "Nothing fancy, just a sausage and egg mcmuffin.&nbsp; Oh!&nbsp; And hash browns! Like five hash browns..."&nbsp; She said lazily, stretching out on the bed like some house cat, she even making a strange sound much akin to a cat just waking up.<br><br>"Mmmm...So many scars Jason..."&nbsp; She said running a delicate foot along his back, tracing the intersecting lines of wounds.&nbsp; Knife, dull knife, lead pipe, bullets!&nbsp; She knew the make and model of each one.&nbsp; She turned it off though, she didn't want to know.&nbsp; She didn't to ruin what was actually the most stable relationship she's had in...Ever.&nbsp; God she was nuts.<br><br>Springing up with simple ease she wrapped her arms around him and bit his ear.&nbsp; "I dig them."&nbsp; She said kissing down his neck, her naked body pressed against his unclothed back as she tried to push the probing thoughts in her mind from coming forward.&nbsp; She after all knew another man with near the exact same sort of scars.&nbsp; No!&nbsp; Stop thinking about that, stop making connections!&nbsp; She flipped around his front, her slight form fitting easily into his lap.&nbsp; She kissed him fully, her intention quiet clear as rolled her hips against him.&nbsp; It was at that exact moment that the theme from the 1966 Flipper played on her phone, Selina's head turned so quickly to the phone she very well could have head butted Jason.&nbsp; Her eyes were wide and it was clear a millions thoughts were going through her mind as she stared at the phone.<br><br>A small moment went on as the painfully pleasant song went through the room, Selina not looking away from the phone as it went on and on.&nbsp; In a series of quick motions she kissed Jason lightly then sprang over and grabbed the phone.&nbsp; "Hello?"&nbsp; The person on the line spoke and her face remained completely neutral, apparently in that time of staring she had composed herself enough to bring on a near perfect poker face. As she listened she nodded once then looked at the clock, never at Jason.<br><br>"No.&nbsp; Later.&nbsp; I said later."&nbsp; There was a pause and then Selina nodded.&nbsp; "Yes, bye."&nbsp; She clicked the phone off and then bit lightly on her hand and finally looked to Jason.&nbsp; "Sorry handsome, a thing came up."&nbsp; She stood straight and began walking around the room collecting her clothes, he movements very controlled, each one full of pure purpose.&nbsp; "I'll take a rain check on the breakfast and the in the lap sex."&nbsp; He pants were on and her shirt flung over her head.&nbsp; Straightening the fabric she looked as him sympathetically and then said, "I'll text you, alright?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 19:09:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/51a94ceeded1c7a81a000006/2.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress, Hawkgirl</strong><br><br>Raven took a relieved breath tilting her head up to make eye contact with the well armed woman in front of he, calling herself Huntress, lowered her weapons. Very thankful that at least in her case, Huntress was not the shoot first, ask questions later type.<br><br>"Raven." she said, lowered her hands slowly. Last thing she wanted was another crossbow in the face.<br><br>"Really sorry about that, this city seems to be playing tricks on me.&nbsp; I got the feeling that you were in need of help, so I ...", she paused for a second thinking of the word to use. "... teleported, here to help."<br><br>Raven quickly glanced over at the roof of the building across the street, she felt something ... but it quickly faded, and the quick glance revealed nothing more. So it at least <em>appeared</em> like the two were alone.<br><br>Raven thought carefully for a moment, deciding how to proceed. She got the feeling this huntress could use her help ... but she wasn't the type of woman to admit it. Pride was a quality she found both attractive and annoying at the same time. Her own pride had taken quite the beating since her return to earth, she figured she'd try to spare Huntress that feeling.<br><br>"Huntress, it seems like you know the city a bit better then me; and well ... you've seen how locating people with my powers seems to be going for me. I'd really appreciate any help... at least until I can tell up from down in this city." &nbsp;<br><br>Raven had her own mix of hopes and doubts bubbling around in her head, as she awaited a reply...
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 22:07:22</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>"Feeling?&nbsp; Teleported?&nbsp; You ain't the average girl in tights are ya?"&nbsp; Huntress said looking Raven over, figuring the gal had more than one magic trick up her sleeve and could rather useful.&nbsp; "So your powers...Based on emotion I guess?&nbsp; You look for something that usually fits someone in need and then you go help.&nbsp; I can see how Gotham could be a trouble zone then."&nbsp; Huntress said smiling, looking at girl and wondering just how well she could narrow that field down.&nbsp; Even if it was only general, Helena knew she could help the girl narrow things down in Gotham, help herself get to the people who really needed it.<br><br>"I can see why you came to me, I'm a fucking mess."&nbsp; Helena said laughing stepping towards Raven and then bringing her to the ledge of the building.&nbsp; "I think you are right though.&nbsp; I think we can help each other.&nbsp; I want you to try and focus on a very specific emotion, one very, very primal.&nbsp; Absolute fear.&nbsp; Pure, angry, deep fear.&nbsp; The kind only children being beaten and women being raped feel.&nbsp; Use me as a base line, I'll give you the thing I am looking for."&nbsp; Huntress looked into Raven's eyes and knew she was on the right track, that she had correctly guessed the girls power and that they were on the same page.&nbsp; The only thing Helena hoped was that she could get past her own walls, the ones she had built up since that day when her family had been killed.<br><br>Taking a deep breath she thought back to that moment.&nbsp; She up in the bathroom, trying to get cleaned up, then the first gun shot...Then the screams.&nbsp; Those God damn terrible screams.&nbsp; They wouldn't stop screaming!&nbsp; And when they did...She didn't even hear the footsteps coming, it wasn't until he was already in the room, and then- "IS that enough?!&nbsp; Tell me that's enough..." Helena said looking at Raven, her eyes pleading with the now very intimate stranger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 02:23:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/51a94ceeded1c7a81a000006/2.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Raven nodded at the assertion she was an empath, no point in lying about that. Huntress, was as sharp as those crossbow bolts she carried. <br><br>Raven was not quite ready for the 'show' that huntress had in mind...<br><br><em>Fear, Terror , Pain, Agony, Loss, Anger, Rage.</em><br><br>They all flood Raven at one, the emotional onslaught from Huntress willingly reliving her own worst nightmare... was raw, primal.<br><br>Before she knew it, Raven's arms were wrapped around Huntress, and she was unconsciously imposing her own will on Huntresses's emotions.&nbsp; <em>Confidence, Happiness, Appreciation</em> these are the emotions that Raven wanted for Huntress, and unconsciously forced upon her. <br><br>As soon as Raven realized what she was doing, she pulled away from the embrace and undid her own emotional manipulation, slowly draining the confidence, happiness and appreciation that Raven filled her with.<br><br>A single tear rolled down her check as she turned her attention towards trying to find what Huntress was looking for. <br><br>"I'm sorry for what you went though...", were the first words that escaped Raven's mouth as she mentally prepared to empathically reach out to the entire city once more.<br><br>Raven slowly floated up off the ground, as she closed her eyes. She had long since abandoned the meditative positions used by humans, in favor of her own. <br><br>Reaching out once more, she felt that tingling presence from the roof across the street... but paid it no mind. She was looking for what Huntress told her to. In an instant all of the emotions of the city rushed her... it took a minute to sort though it all. Only the small facial tick, a subtle sign of the emotion that her mind was sorting was any indication that anything was happening.<br><br>Raven's eyes opened, as she feel to the ground, landing on her knees as she placed braced herself for the fall with her hands. She looked up at Huntress, as the 'hero' helped her up from the ground. "I think I found what you're looking for.&nbsp; A couple miles from here a couple gang members are car jacking a young woman's car... their goal is not the car, but the woman."<br><br>Raven took a couple of deep breaths, it was obvious that the effort had taken <em>something</em> out of her. <br><br>"... or it could be a couple business men, angry at the old lady crossing the street."<br><br>The heroine caught her breath, and straitened her hood. "I can take us there, if you like... but I warn you the ride my be ... <em>disorienting</em>"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>03-06-2013, 03:04:16</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (A side alley)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Gang activity has been up, running rampant through out the city.&nbsp; Which has resulted in the deaths of several of Gotham's officers in blue.&nbsp; &nbsp;This does not set right with Dinah.&nbsp; &nbsp;The Batman no where to be found.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is as if he has left the city.&nbsp; &nbsp;Perhaps because of this,&nbsp; the gang activity has ramped up within the city.&nbsp; &nbsp;Cruising the lower east end of the city.&nbsp; &nbsp; Targeting the high percentage areas for crime.&nbsp; Black Canary hopes to make a difference,&nbsp; with at least a presences down in the area. <br><br>Her bike rumbling as she waits for the light to change.&nbsp; Over the roar of her bike.&nbsp; The faint cry of help is heard.&nbsp; "Help."&nbsp; &nbsp;The light turns green.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah continues to stand straddling the large machine of power between her legs.&nbsp; &nbsp;A cabbie behind her honks.&nbsp; &nbsp;The honking nearly drowns out all of the next cries heard.&nbsp; &nbsp;All except for one word; "Please."&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The cries for help are coming from her right,&nbsp; a alley just fifteen feet back.&nbsp; Wheeling her bike around onto the side walk.&nbsp; &nbsp;She roll to the end of the ally way.&nbsp; &nbsp;The cabbie yells out his window a defamatory slur on her being a dumb blonde.&nbsp; &nbsp;This is ignored as she stops at the edge of the ally in the middle and kicks down the kickstand and starts to get off the bike.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Looking as she gets off the bike.&nbsp; &nbsp;The scene before her is a young couple,&nbsp; yuppies&nbsp; accosted by six gang bangers.&nbsp; &nbsp;One of the gang bangers is going through the woman's purse.&nbsp; &nbsp;The guy of the victims has blood trickling down his right temple.&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary walks towards the scene.&nbsp; She is not noticed, but that is about to change.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Why don't you boys give back the lady her purse." She call out loud to draw attention towards herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had accessed the situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;One of them had a switchblade out.&nbsp; No other weapons are visible, most notably a gun.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which was good, she really didn't want to use her canary cry to render them helpless.&nbsp; She had too much pent up frustration.&nbsp; She really did need to get laid soon.&nbsp; &nbsp;Right now she settle for giving a good ass kicking to wipe off some of the frustration she has been feeling.&nbsp; <br><br>"Whoah chica, your not so smart are you Barbie."&nbsp; As one of the gang banger began to talk five of the six move to go and encircle her.&nbsp; &nbsp; She not stop she continue walking right up to the one that remained directly in front of her.&nbsp; She reach out and clasp his shoulder.&nbsp; Leaning in close as if she is going to kiss him.&nbsp; Softly she array at him,&nbsp; yet loud enough for the others to hear.&nbsp; &nbsp; "I so want to play, I hope you boys play nice."&nbsp; She lean in and capture his bottom lip with her teeth.&nbsp; As if she were going to kiss him but teasingly nip at him.&nbsp; She bites down and brings her knee up into his groin.&nbsp; &nbsp;A whoosh and oomph escapes from the gang banger as he drops like a sack of potatoes clutching himself between the legs.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she drops and spins to take out the one immediately to her right with a sweeping kick at his ankles.&nbsp; &nbsp;She using the spin motion to generate power she throw a left cross to the side of the knee of the one directly opposite of him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking both of them out.&nbsp; &nbsp;The one of with the purse drops it and cries out.&nbsp; "You stupid bitch your going to pay for this."&nbsp; Brandishing the knife as he now closed in.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The other two back up as the three circle her now wary.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Black Canary lets out a soft laugh as she watches and waits to see who will make the first move.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she also taunts them a little.&nbsp; <br><br>"Boys didn't your mama's teach you crime don't pay.&nbsp; &nbsp;You should give it up,&nbsp; I already took three of you out, little me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 02:25:58</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>So she can float, hmmm.&nbsp; Huntress thought as Raven went into her meditative state, she just nodding to the young women when she'd mentioned Huntress's sufferings.&nbsp; It'd been hard enough to think about, never mind talking about.&nbsp; The masked vigilant just watched as Raven searched the city for what Huntress was looking for, she unusually patient as the new 'partner' was at work.<br><br>When Raven fell to the ground Huntress was at her side, helping her up and nodding with an eager fire in her eyes.&nbsp; At the mention of the trip being possibly disorientating Helena merely snorted.&nbsp; "Can't be any worse than waking up in a strange hotel room with a dry mouth, sore everything, and monstrous head ache."&nbsp; She smiled at the slightly crude little joke then just shrugged and nodded to Raven.&nbsp; Let's go.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 03:22:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/51a94ceeded1c7a81a000006/2.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>With a simple nod Raven pushed aside her cloak as dark energy rushed forth from it, before Huntress could react both she and Raven were enveloped in this dark violet energy. Once completely enveloped, a strange feeling bubbled up in Huntress's mind... she could sense feel Raven's emotions.&nbsp; The frustration over making a mistake, the hint of enjoyment in dealing with huntress, the excitement in finally being able to help, the uncertainty of what they'd encounter, the confidence in her own magic, and a small hint of regret that she'd not yet had the opportunity to return the favor that she'd been shown. <br><br>As quickly as both the darkness and feeling came they faded. Both Huntress and Raven now stood atop a building, looking down at two would be car thieves.<br><br>With a smile she turned to Huntress, "I'll take the left."<br><br>Without waiting for response Raven vanished into a puff of violet black energy, no doubt eager to impresses Huntress.<br><br>The energy reappeared, behind the one to the on the left... enveloping the would be thief and rapist. <br><br>It a couple seconds later, Raven appeared standing overtop of the man. Who was now in a fetal position, a look of absolute fear and terror on his face ... not too unlike his would be victim, who was still screaming in the car.&nbsp; The only difference being that his screams were silent, like his voice had gone silent after hours of screaming.<br><br>It was only then that Raven noticed, two other men running towards her ... quickly glancing up at Huntress, who was jumping down from the roof into the fray. <br><br><em>I almost feel sorry for them...</em> she thought, much more content to watch and admire as Huntress work out her anger and frustration.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 04:34:50</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>"Wow..."&nbsp; Huntress said after the trip to the scene of the attack took place, she flushed, cold sweating and adrenalin pumped all at the same time.&nbsp; Dealing with her own cocktail of emotions was intense enough at times, add a little hit of Raven into the mix and Helena was wired.&nbsp; Helena clicked her tongue as Raven took the lead, she lining her shot up and letting a bolt go the second Raven's shadow enveloped the guy on the left.&nbsp; The one on the right dropped before he even knew what was going on, the gun in his hand still firmly held as his head cracked of the roar, a clean silver bolt sticking from in between his eyes.<br><br>By the time she was making her way down, Helena noticed Raven had the other guy well in hand, fuck he looked terrified.&nbsp; The Huntress had a wicked smile on her face as she noticed that, it growing even more as she noticed two more running towards Raven with the clear intention to get involved.&nbsp; Not hesitating one bit Huntress sent a bolt into the skull of the one farthest away, as he dropped she rolled underneath the single shot fired by the guy closest to her, coming in front of him punching him straight in the throat.<br><br>She twisted the gun in his hand, the weapon pointing straight at his groin and began to fire.&nbsp; Even as he fell after the first shot the emptied the entire clip into the now bloody mess where his cock and balls used to be.&nbsp; He didn't die right away, and Huntress walked away from him towards Raven and her victim he could be heard doing something like a screech and whimper.&nbsp; Ya, he wasn't going to make it.<br><br>Huntress had her eyes closed and seemed to be revealing in some sort of deep feeling of warmth, and the truth is she was.&nbsp; "Fucking better than sex."&nbsp; She said with a warm and satisfied smiled.&nbsp; Her eyes then popped open as she realized what she'd just said, "Shit."&nbsp; Looking at Raven her flushed face went slightly more pale, Christ what would this chick think?&nbsp; That she was some kind of psyco-killer that got off and ganking bad guys?&nbsp; Well, she kinda did, but that was way besides the point!&nbsp; She'd said it out loud!&nbsp; "Umm...I think that meld thing messed with my head a bit."&nbsp; Ya blame it on emotional transference, happened in Star Trek, why can't it happen here.&nbsp; She found something to draw attention away from herself in the shaking would be rapist on the ground.<br><br>"Tell me true pretty Raven, will he suffer more if I let him live?"&nbsp; Huntress asked loading her crossbow with another bolt and pointing it at the pathetic excuse for a human being.&nbsp; If Raven said yes he'd suffer more, she'd not kill the prick.&nbsp; If Raven thought Hell might serve him better than a bolt into the liver it was, let him die slow for all Huntress cared.&nbsp; Despite the choice made, the following would be the same.<br><br>"Care to get us outta here?"&nbsp; Helena would say with a smirk and a cocked hip with her crossbow resting against her shoulder.&nbsp; The poor woman in the car was shocked into silence by this point, and while Helena felt sorry for her, she was no therapist.&nbsp; Anything they said to her right now would probably just have her screaming all over again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 05:58:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/51a94ceeded1c7a81a000006/2.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Raven stood back and watched as Huntress worked, it was <em>bloodier</em> than Raven had expected. However, truth be told, there was a small measure of relief. Their rage, their anger, their lust ... were like poison. Raven ultimately nodded at Huntress, answered her question.&nbsp; While it was true it would be long and painful, there was also a chance that it wasn't a mortal wound. <br><br>Raven turned to Huntress, "First things first."<br><br>She slowly approached the woman, still sitting in in the car. The screaming had stopped but, the the fear was still obvious.<br><br>Reaching out Raven took her hand, "It's going to be okay... You're going to be alright."<br><br>It was slow, but visible the woman seemed to calm down, as Raven walked away.<br><br>As Raven approached Huntress, "Sure, but there's something I need to show you first...."<br><br>As before, Raven threw open her cloak and darkness overtook the pair. <br><br>However, instead of arriving someplace else on earth... the pair found themselves somewhere else entirely.<br><br>The area appeared to be nothing more then a single rock floating in the middle of space. <br><br>"I'll admit, that was a lot more blood than I expected... in truth they likely deserved it. As you said earlier I'm not ordinary 'mask'. My empathy lets me feel things, know people ... more intimately then you'd possibly believe. But I'm much more then some Harry Potter wanna be."<br><br>She paused for a moment, hesitant to reveal what was ultimately standing right behind her. <br><br>"Enough suspense ... allow me to introduce you to my motivation for doing this... my father.", A massive figure, red skin, six eyes, horns ... held in place by chains.<br><br>"I just thought you should know... before getting into bed with me, so to speak. After this I'll take you were ever you'd like to go."<br><br>Raven lowered her head, not wanting to see Huntress's face when she turned around. She likely already knew the outcome... she'd done this dance before, with someone she thought she could trust. Which is why she's in Gotham to begin with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 17:49:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower East end, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, Batgirl<br></span></span><hr><br>Hawk-girl heard some commotion on the streets below, she swooped down to see a fellow heroine fighting off a group of gang bangers. <br>Six men around the attractive leather clad blonde and she was protecting a young couple. Hawkgirl swooped down to join Black Canary her mace was ready for action, as must as she wanted to permanently dispose of this scum she knew that killing was not something she could do on this planet. Sherya`s mace glowed with electric energy, the woman beside her she wonder if this was the infamous "Cat woman" she heard so much about, yet she wonder why this beauty was not wearing a mask like herself to protect her identity. <br><br>Two of the men were skilfully taken out by the blonde. Yet four of the Gang-Bangers still remained. "Mind if I cut in?" Hawk girl said confidently as she lunged at the member of the gang brandishing a large knife.&nbsp; "You call that a weapon scum? I cut my hair with sharper blades!" Hawk girl said as she swung her mace around her head and then connected it to the stomach of the knife wielder, it shattered three of his ribs instantly. He screamed and fell to his knees, now three of the six was down. She looked over her shoulder back at Canary. <br>"I'm Hakwgirl!" She said proudly, a nickname the humans had given her since she spread her thanigarian wings on this planet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>05-06-2013, 04:33:20</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (A side alley)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Batgirl, open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Another joins the fight.&nbsp; &nbsp; A wing woman with a helmet like with hawk like facial visor.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she takes out another of the gang bangers.&nbsp; She at the same time introduces herself as Hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The other gang members are no longer interested in fighting.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now looking to flee.&nbsp; &nbsp; Black Canary poetry in motion as she does a flip and rifles a series of kicks and punches dropping yet another one.&nbsp; As she performs the blitzkrieg on the gang banger,&nbsp; she would introduce herself to Hawkgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Don't mind the help at all, name is Black Canary.....Shin, instep, neck, groin,&nbsp; sing baby"<br><br>She would sing out as she introduced herself back.&nbsp; &nbsp;With her kicks and punches hitting the shin,&nbsp; followed with a blow to the dudes instep then she deliver a punch to his throat and follow it with a knee to his groin dropping him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 21:02:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower East end, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary, Batgirl<br></span></span><hr><br>Hawk girl was pleased to see a fellow strong female warrior on these dangerous streets of Gotham. This was indeed a dangerous city, she wondered if maybe this new team of super-heroes, *The Justice League* would be better suited here then in Metropolis. Together they took down the rest of the of the gang-bangers. The heroine introduced herself as Black Canary. <br>Once the gang bangers were neutralized Hawk-Girl and Canary saw to it the couple got off safe and sound. <br>Sherya turned to the attractive blonde and asked her candidly. "Do you know where I can find the Penguin? His gang were responsible for putting several Gotham Police officers in the hospital, one of them was a friend of mine."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>07-06-2013, 04:38:13</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (A side alley)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Hawkgirl,&nbsp; Batgirl, open<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Black Canary watched the couple drive off.&nbsp; &nbsp;An just as the couple drive off,&nbsp; Gotham paddy wagon and a squad car pulls up to collect the gang bangers taken down by Hawkgirl and herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>As the gang bangers are loaded up in the paddy wagon.&nbsp; Black Canary turns towards Hawkgirl gives a nod of agreement on going over some of the Penguin gang.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Yes, I have a few locations we can check out that have been known hideouts for Penguin and his gang."<br><br>With her answer, she begin walking to her bike.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was one advantage to be a daughter of a police officer and a mom that in her own time was the very same super heroine.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She had a lot of notes that she could draw upon and use.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Climbing onto her bike she sit straddling it then stand and kick up the kick stand.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Follow me."&nbsp; With that she rev her bike to life and she roars off.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Boothtooth: <tt class="bbc_tt">Ring ring ring ring.</tt>&nbsp; Dinah rings Barbara Gordon,&nbsp; the daughter of the commissioner.&nbsp; &nbsp;The woman seem to know how to get a hold of Batgirl.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then if get a hold of her,&nbsp; they can also get a hold of the Huntress also and bring them into going after Penguin and his gang.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she drove towards her apartment and her boxes of dad's cases&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 21:19:06</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)et<br><br>Huntress watched as Raven soothed a woman from complete panic, into complete calm.&nbsp; She looked at Raven with a sense of awe as the mystic floated towards her, she realizing that while she could kill with the best of them, Raven truly was so much more.&nbsp; It was while trying to think of something to say to the floating beauty that, that exact thought was made so much more true.<br><br>Looking around at this rock in a void of space Huntress was just too overwhelmed to freak out.&nbsp; She knew the world as hard and gritty, a brutal place were the word <em>bloodie</em>&nbsp; barely scratched the surface.&nbsp; But this, this void in the middle of space this 'OH MY FUCKING GOD!' giant demon thing...That was a bit above her pay grade.&nbsp; Looking at raven's father, Huntress just somewhat gawked for moment, as once again this was her first rodeo into another realm.&nbsp; Taking in the full terror of Raven's father, it was only after suitably thinking of just how evil he might be, did she think of Raven.&nbsp; Turning around to face her new, friend?&nbsp; That was when her own guilt kicked in as she felt incredibly self for not considering the other woman in this moment.<br><br>"Umm...My dad was Gotham a mob boss.&nbsp; I...I know he had people killed.&nbsp; Not all of them bad guys either.&nbsp; But...I still loved him.&nbsp; I'm still going to kill the man who killed him and my entire family.&nbsp; Maybe not because it is right, but because that is my motivation for what I do."&nbsp; Huntress shrugged and having looked away herself now looked at Raven and took a step towards her, tilting her chin up even so that their eyes met.&nbsp; "Just because we learned from them and loved them, doesn't mean we <em>are</em> them.&nbsp; We've chosen to try and help people.&nbsp; And no one can take that away from us."&nbsp; Huntress blinked quickly as she felt her emotions well, Christ was she having an off day.<br><br>Blinking again she stepped back and resisted the urge to wipe her eyes, her nose crinkling as she did.&nbsp; "Home.&nbsp; I'd like to go home.&nbsp; Just take a peak inside my head and you can get us there.&nbsp; Think we both need a beer."&nbsp; She smiled and huffed nervously as she thought of her new apartment in Gotham, doing her best to block out the emotional attachment she had to her family's old mansion.&nbsp; Apparently in her heart of hearts, that is what she considered home.&nbsp; No!&nbsp; Think of the loft above the bar, loft above the bar!
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 22:57:48</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/4/1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Raven pulled back the hood of her cloak, looking up at Huntress with a smile. "Thank you. It means a lot to hear you say that."<br><br>Truth was, that Huntress missed her meaning; however, she seemed accepting which made Raven happy, the rest would come in time. <br><br>With another cloud of darkness and another burst of emotion, this time a sensation of joy and relief. <br><br>"Not your home, but it's what you need ... ... at least for now.", she said with a smile.<br><br>The two found themselves once more in Gotham's Lower East End; specifically on the roof of Huntress's building.&nbsp; For a moment Raven lost herself in the moment,&nbsp; happy that she wouldn't be drinking alone ...<br><br>"Oh ... sorry about that, got a bit lost there for a second... bit of a long day; a beer sounds <em>great</em>. Did you want to go to that place downstairs, or did you have something else in mind?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 00:15:09</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br><br>"I had my mini fridge in mind."&nbsp; Huntress said smiling, she reaching up and taking off her mask then shaking her hair and running a hand threw it.&nbsp; She looked at Raven and figured that the other hero knew her deepest and darkest secretes.&nbsp; What the hell was her real name compared to that.&nbsp; "And umm, call me Helena.&nbsp; Don't know if you knew that already but, I'd rather you call me Helena while here.&nbsp; Being called Huntress without my mask on would just feel...Weird."&nbsp; She shrugged again and lead the way towards the door for the roof access.&nbsp; Using a simple key she opened the heavy lock on it then opened the door slowly, she reaching in and catching a glass bottle balancing on the top of the frame.<br><br>"Oldest tricks work best I find."&nbsp; She said with a wink, leading the way down a dusty hallway towards a single door where she pretty much repeated the process.&nbsp; The apartment itself was an open concept loft, the only area that was actually closed in being the bathroom and even it had a wide right by the rather large tub to look out at the city.&nbsp; Not that she had the best of views but she could see anyone coming in the front so that counted for something.<br><br>"Make yourself comfortable, I'm just gunna change outa this."&nbsp; Huntress walked over to the bedroom area and began taking off her costume, her back to Raven as she did.&nbsp; The thing was skin tight but strong, and besides the small panties she wore underneath it all, she was naked.&nbsp; In no time at all though she was wearing a set of flattering black sweat pants and a grey tank top, her hair going up in a pony tail and showing off her long and grace full neck.&nbsp; She walked straight past the kitchen and the massive fridge within it towards a smaller one by the bar.&nbsp; Buying two Sleeman's she popped the caps off, tossed them in the trash and then handed Raven a beer before sitting down on the couch.<br><br>Taking a long drink of beer she threw her head back and smiled, "Fuck that feels better."<br><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 01:18:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/4/1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Raven nodded, as she followed her into the loft apartment; looking impressed as she caught the glass. <br><br>"Nice catch. You can call me Rachel by the way ... if you'd like.", she added. <br><br>She followed Helena around into the loft, it was a nice place. She looked around the loft as Helena made her way over to the bedroom area,&nbsp; while she knew the woman ... about as well as you can. The small little things that people kept around provided a little more insight. The next thing Rachel knew, Helena was naked in the bedroom area, her back turned ... but still managed to make her blush.<br><br>"Great view....". She commented, turning to the large front facing window. <br><br>"And the view out the window isn't bad either...", she said as Helena passed her a Sleeman's.<br><br>Rachel nodded in agreement with Helena after her first sip of the beer. <br><br>"And here I thought it was impossible, to pull off sweatpants." She said with joking smirk. <br><br>"To the start of a great relationship; and never having to feel bad about who you are.", she said on a more serious note... raising her bottle towards Helena. <br><br>She didn't want to harp on about it, but she knew that they'd never be the most popular or accepted among a circle of heroes. It was nice for once not trying to fit into a mold that wasn't right for her (or for that matter, for Helena).<br><br>"I like this place... it's open, free. Compared to my crappy shoebox of an apartment, this place reminds me of ... a sunset?", Rachel said with an almost puzzled face. <br><br>"Sorry, I don't mean to sound like one of those new age San Francisco hippies.... prattle on about energy and auras. Total crap by the way... except the whole meditation thing, but you don't strike me as the type. Just wanted to say I like it... oh that and ramble on like an idiot school girl from one of those after school specials." She said with a sigh, obviously a mix of excited and nervous. <br><br>"Also, sorry I'm a bit of a mess ... and don't exactly carry a change of cloths with me... ... I think I'll shut up now, before I say something <em>really</em> embarrassing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 02:04:22</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)<br><br>"Well aren't you the charmer." Helena said smiling as she took another sip of beer, turning on the couch to face Rachel, her legs coming up beneath her and her arm leaning over the couch towards Rachel in fact.<br><br>"And cheers to that!"&nbsp; She said smiling at the toast, looking the lovely Rachel and wanting to say more than one compliment herself.&nbsp; But she'd been in this spot before and did not want to face situation where she seemed pushy.&nbsp; One girls flirting, was anothers 'I am just being myself!'&nbsp; Since when in the hell of all things did that include being a complete and utter tease!&nbsp; Then again, Helena supposed she was being something of hypocrite in saying that.&nbsp; Her costume was revealing for a reason after all.&nbsp; More than fight had purely been won because at the beginning her opponents were thinking with their dicks and not their brain.&nbsp; But still, in eleventh grade when she had got up stairs to Tommy Reids bedroom during the party she hadn't planned to just 'make out'.&nbsp; At the same time, when it was all said and done she wished she had.&nbsp; God Tommy had been small.<br><br>Listening to Rachel somewhat ramble, Helena tried to her best to hide her smile, mostly with drinks of beer.&nbsp; But when Rachel said the bit about after school specials she almost snorted beer out her nose.&nbsp; "God your cute!" The anti-hero said still laughing, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.&nbsp; She bounced off the couch and headed to the bedroom, grabbing about the same outfit as her own and bringing it back to the couch.<br><br>"You can change in the bathroom if you want.&nbsp; I found out pretty early on not everyone is as easy as me."&nbsp; She smiled jokingly and took another drink of beer, wondering just how many it would take Rachel before she did say something embarrassing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>10-06-2013, 05:59:48</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whzWml5p8-A/UalObJPodsI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nEHngv9mGSc/w192-h287-no/raven_no_costume.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Rachel immediately grabbed the cloths from Helena, she leaned in and whispered into Helena's ear. "You're a complex woman Helena, about the farthest thing from easy I can think of. Don't ever sell yourself shot."<br><br>She took the sweats over to where Helena changed, and made her way over to the bedroom area. Her first thought was to run into the bathroom, honestly stripping in front of anyone ... never mind anyone she had any interest. She looked over at Helena, and decided to repeat the performance ... however, she decided to not to turn around.<br><br>To say she was nervous would have been an understatement, the closest thing Raven could equate this to was the captain of the chess team doing a striptease for the captain of the cheer team.&nbsp; Helena was an athlete, hand to hand combatant, and well ... all around bad ass. Rachel of course, was more of a bookworm.<br><br>Which became abundantly clear as she struggled to get out of her uniform, it was a lot easier to use magic put on and take off the uniform. Of course, as Helena put is some times the old tricks work best. <br><br>It was far from as elegant as Helena; even if she wasn't trying. However, eventually Helena was face to face with a naked Rachel. Once she was Rachel turned her back to Helena; and put on the sweats. <br><br>Finally, in a sweat suit the mirrored Helena, Rachel sat down next to Helena.&nbsp; <br><br>"So where were we?" She looked down at her half empty bottle, and picked it up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>11-06-2013, 20:30:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower East end, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary<br></span></span><hr><br>Black Canary sped on her bike as fast as the wind and Hawk-girl flew over her trying to keep up. <br>Seeing the moves that Canary had demonstrated on those gang-bangers had greatly impressed Sherya. <br>Canary seemed to be patching in a phone call to another hero but whoever it was didn`t pick up. <br>The two heroines reached just outside the infamous "Ice-Berg Lounge" it was the Penguin's clubhouse. <br>Hawk-girl flew down and bared her mace, her trademark weapon in her hand. She was ready to cause some serious damage.<br>It was clear she wouldn`t fit in at this clubhouse dressed as she was, but with her wings it was impossible to pass off as Human.<br>The red haired heroine walked towards the entrance and looked to Black Canary for Back up.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=176195.msg8357176#msg8357176 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=176195.msg8357176#msg8357176)<br>(Ice-berge lounge)
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>12-06-2013, 06:12:01</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Outside Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Hawkgirl<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>After a bit of legwork,&nbsp; Dinah and Hawkgirl found themselves outside of the Iceberg lounge.&nbsp; A known haunt of the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Actually one of his places.&nbsp; &nbsp;As Hawkgirl landed her mace out ready for battle.&nbsp; &nbsp;Dinah kicked down her kickstand and would step off her bike.&nbsp; &nbsp;The wing warrioress would begin to head towards the door of the lounge.&nbsp; &nbsp;Clearly ready for a battle.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She hurry her steps then to get up along side the winged heroine.&nbsp; &nbsp;Softly she would speak as they near the door.&nbsp; &nbsp; "It likely be best if I went in first."&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Giving a glance towards the large mace then drawing it back to the red head.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>They wanted info on all the gangs.&nbsp; &nbsp;The thought occurs to Dinah.&nbsp; That just perhaps they could get such from the Penguin.&nbsp; &nbsp; Let him think he has duped them into taking out his rivals.&nbsp; His arrogance which is in abundance with him having a lounge.&nbsp; Should be the catalysis to give up some info,&nbsp; especially if his ego is stroked.&nbsp; &nbsp;Besides the lounge and his other haunts will chain him from going anywhere.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Black Canary awaits a response from her new partner.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>13-06-2013, 16:51:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://community.mania.com/ver1.0/Content/images/store/4/0/f4459f9b-f3eb-476a-b012-fca72c27e955.Large.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong>&nbsp; Hawkgirl<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower East end, Gotham&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Tags:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Black Canary<br></span></span><hr><br>Hawkgirl agreed with Black Canary, not been over this world she would hardly blend into the Penguin's nightclub. <br>However Black Canary could well get away with been some kinky party girl looking for a good time. With her looks she was bound to get let into the club. "Indeed..." Hawkgirl said as she walked over to the buxom blonde. "I will await on the roof. If you find the Penguin then please say hello from me....the basted put one of my friends in the city hospital." She pulled out a Thangar communication device from one of her belt pocket and handed it to Canary. "We will stay in contact at all times with these...if things get out of control I will burst through those doors and be at you're side within moments. But I also appreciate we have to use some feyness here in this situation." She smirked. "I must be growing as a person, a year ago you couldn`t have stopped me from bursting through those doors." She put her free hand on Canary`s right shoulder.<br>"Be careful." She said before she flew up into the air and perched on the roof. The provable ball was in Canary`s court now.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 06:14:52</strong>
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				<strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Lower east end Gotham USA (Outside Iceberg lounge)<br><strong>Heroine:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>TAG:</strong> - Hawkgirl<br>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br><br>Black Canary looked to her new crime fighting cohort.&nbsp; &nbsp; She give a nod and a slight smile.&nbsp; "Be ready, for my call."&nbsp; She say softly to Hawkgirl.&nbsp; She watch her fly up to the roof.&nbsp; Then would begin to walk to the entrance of the lounge to head on in.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Dinah meta ability of her voice, gave her the power to render most if not all of those within&nbsp; the lounge unconscious if she so chose to so with one of her sonic blasts.&nbsp; Of course that would be a option only if things went south.&nbsp; &nbsp;For indeed she looked like a biker party girl.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Dinah enters the lounge.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 20:04:12</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)<br><br>At the sell yourself short bit, Helena gulped and somewhat blushed as she looked away.&nbsp; Despite having shown Rachel some rather personal things within her head, speaking out loud of it all was still very strange to her.&nbsp; In those moments where their minds had met one another's it had been quick and flash like, Helena overwhelmed with it all and able to shut the door on it once it was over.&nbsp; Talking about her emotions though, well that was much slower.&nbsp; It was like peaking the door open gently and being forced to look at all as you cautiously checked out the room.&nbsp; To say it was out of her comfort zone was an understatement.<br><br>Watching Rachel get changed though she could see she wasn't the only one a bit of their realm.&nbsp; As the pale beauty changed in front of her Helena couldn't help but get a bit hot and bothered at it all.&nbsp; Those red lips against such pale flesh, and that curtain of raven black hair framing a face with such beautiful blue eyes.&nbsp; As the sweats came on Helena couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but then again, the build up was part of the fun now wasn't it?<br><br>"I was going to suggest another beer."&nbsp; Helena then looked at Rachel sideways and moved a little closer, the two almost touching as <br>Helena finished her beer and let the empty bottle rest on the other side of the couch.&nbsp; "But, something else might have come to mind."&nbsp; Looking down then back up, it was sultry brown eyes that looked into Rachel's blue, Helena's hand resting now on Rachel's knee, the usually more bold hero clearly asking permission before going on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 21:06:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whzWml5p8-A/UalObJPodsI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nEHngv9mGSc/w192-h287-no/raven_no_costume.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Rachel bit her lip a little as Helena placed her hand on her knee. She knew what it meant, a simple question. Rachel just wasn't expecting her to ask…<br><br>If Rachel had a friend to tell this story too, they'd likely jokingly call her a slut. Meeting someone than hoping into bed with them mere hours later.<br><br>Helena was an amazing woman… by anyone's standards. Beautiful, smart, brave, and able … but she was so much more than that, Helena didn't have powers that made the laws of physics mere suggestions. Instead she was just a human, flawed but in Rachel's eyes … perfect.&nbsp; <br><br>She looked into Helena's beautiful brown eyes, the way her long hair framed the silky smooth skin of her face. Picturing once more the perfect curves of her athletic body … now covered by the sweats. <br><br>Rachel nodded at Helena taking her hand and pulling her into a kiss as she feel back onto the couch, Rachel hoped that'd clear up any lingering doubts in Helena's mind about what she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 21:23:32</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)<br><br>Helena easily went forward the kiss, the athletic beauty following Rachel down, smoothly moving her body on top of the young sorceress's.&nbsp; Was that the correct term, was Rachel a sorceress.&nbsp; As their tongue's met Helena found that she didn't really care at the moment, she taking her tongue away from the dance with dance with Rachel's and softly biting those ruby lips.&nbsp; Moaning a little as she sucked on those wonderfully feature's Helena started a nimble hand along Rachel's waist, pulling the form fitting t-shirt along her tight belly.<br><br>"You're so beautiful Rachel." Helena breathed softly against the other women's lips, she then kissing along her jaw line and coming to those soft veins on her neck, tongue pressing against them as the t-shirt went further and further up Rachel's body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 23:10:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whzWml5p8-A/UalObJPodsI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nEHngv9mGSc/w192-h287-no/raven_no_costume.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>A soft moan escaped Rachel's lips as Helena bit down her her lip.<br><br>A tingle slide up her back as Helena made contact with the bare skin along the edge of her shirt, arching her back instinctively as Helena worked the shirt slowly up her body; her lips pressed into her neck.<br><br>… and a small whisper in her ear; Helena thought she was beautiful. Creepy, weird, strange … and above all goth; these were the words people used to describe her. Could she be … … beautiful?<br><br>Rachel rested her hands on Helena's hips lightly caressing her, until it came time to pull the shirt all the way off and over her head.<br><br>She didn't know how to respond to Helena, she wanted to say something … but didn't have the words. <br><br>After pulling off her shirt Rachel grabbed a hold of her pulling her back down … wrapping her legs around Helena's waist as they tumbled off the couch to the floor. Rachel found herself onto of Helena, one knee on each side sitting on her hips. <br><br>Rachel leaned into Helena, press in her lips to Helena's neck she whispered into Helena's ear, "You had me with 'I think we both need a beer.", then gently bit her earlobe. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>28-06-2013, 22:02:20</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)<br><br>Helena let a low chuckle roll from deep in her belly as Rachel whispered and nibbled in her ear, the athletes hips moved against the others young women's, the heat building between her thighs going from that low rumbled as they had drank to a soothing burn.&nbsp; "Such a sweet talker," She laughed with her eyes closed, her hands gently grasping Rachel's face and bringing her into a deep kiss.&nbsp; As their passion grew, Helena rolled Rachel back onto her back, kissing the girls soft pale neck and gently moving down her body.<br><br>Helena herself moved like a cat, hips always in curvacious movement, arms and legs taunt with subtle tension, able to move in a moments notice yet with complete and utter smoothness.&nbsp; Reaching the top of Rachel's breast plate she kissed between the beauty's breast, eyes smouldering as delicate fingers play along the hem line of Rachel's sweats. "Hmm Rachel..."&nbsp; Helena breathed along her skin, the delicate breath raising soft goosebumps on the hero's flesh.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>28-06-2013, 22:37:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whzWml5p8-A/UalObJPodsI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nEHngv9mGSc/w192-h287-no/raven_no_costume.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>The kiss … deep and passionate, time seemed to simply fade away as Helena rolled her onto her back. She could feel their hips pressed together … feel the friction of their sweets rubbing together as Helena now moved onto of her.<br><br>Rachel closed her eyes and turned her head as Helena moved to her neck, a small gasp of excitement escaping her lips as her lover slowly worked her way down her body. <br><br>The tingle of Helena's fingers along the hem line of Rachel's sweats. <br><br>"mmmmm Helena…", the only words that managed to escape before a quiet, but eager moan.<br><br>Reaching down Rachel grabbed for Helena's shirt to pull it off, before pushing her hips just off the ground to let Helena peal away the remainder of her clothing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 00:02:41</strong>
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				<strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA<br>Hero: Huntress<br>TAG: Raven</strong><br>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/OdetteAnnableAV_zps94a93bf9.jpg)<br><br>As they each removed a piece of clothing, Helena found herself unable but to help meet Rachel's lips again, their breasts pressing together as they did, Helena's finger gently Rachel's inner thigh.&nbsp; She did not tease the clit, or part the young women's other lips, rather tease around her entire sex, fingers drifting along like a sad dancer in some Russia play.&nbsp; It was after releases a moan herself at what Rachel was doing was the Huntress able to break the kiss, once more methodically kissing down Rachel's body.<br><br>As she passed the tiny navel along the taught belly of the mystic, Helena let out a moan akin to a purr, her lips and chin resting against the little tuft just above Rachel's clit.&nbsp; Moaning that way again a sharp tongue flicked out before curling around the clit, the motion long and drawn out as Helena's tongue rolling against the tiny nub.&nbsp; She moaned more wantingly, her enjoyment of the taste of this beauty clear as a slender finger began to edge open Rachel's entrance. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 00:59:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-whzWml5p8-A/UalObJPodsI/AAAAAAAAB5s/nEHngv9mGSc/w192-h287-no/raven_no_costume.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Raven</strong><br><strong>Location: Lower East End, Gotham, USA</strong><br><strong>Tag: Huntress</strong><br><br>Helena was slow but powerful, years of training had kept her body tight and firm; as the two locked lips Rachel couldn't help but run her fingers along Helena's perfect body. Lightly caressing her breasts, and slowly running hands along her back ... slowly ... in by inch bringing them closer and closer to Helena's hips.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt Helena's hand running across her, her fingers running along Rachel's bare lips sent sensations up and down her body. Rachel released the kiss for but a moment, bitting down on Helena's lip<br><br>Once more Helena started working down her body ... her kisses leaving a trail of fire along Rachel's skin. Rachel's legs parted, her body quivering in need as Helena approached her entrance with her mouth. <br><br>As Helena's tongue first touched, her clit Rachel let out a loud needy moan. The kind of moan that would easily tell the neighbors what they were doing ... but she didn't care.<br><br>Arching her back as Helena started to open her entrance ... pushing aside the folds of skin. Rachel's body reacted in kind ... easily giving way to the welcomed intrusion.<br><br>Rachel let out another load moan, Rachel's hands made her way to Helena's head... first pushing aside her lover's hair, then gently stroking&nbsp; her head as she continued; her hips moving along with Helena's movements. <br><br>She could feel her entire body warming, liking her own lips with the anticipation of tasting Helena. <br><br>With a gentle nudge, and slowly shifting her own weight ... Rachel found herself ontop once more... She wanted to change positions, but found she couldn't bring herself to part from Helena's lips. The desire to taste Helena kept building and building; until the point that parting from Helena wasn't as important as tasting her ... pleasing her.<br><br>A quick switch, and Rachel found herself pressing her lips to Helena's tight stomach. Slowly moving down ... closer and closer to the small tuft of hair, that marked Rachel's lips' final destination.<br><br>Rachel gently caress Helena's inner thighs as she moved slowly down her stomach. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>02-07-2013, 14:01:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z69/Neji121/JasonToddpost.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Jason Todd, Robin<br>Location: Crime Alley<br>Tagging: Selina Kyle, Catwoman</strong><br><br>"Hey, hey, hey. <em>Someone</em> never bothered askin' for breakfast..." He shot back at her, flashing a familiar grin from just over his shoulder. "I usually just skip it myself, but hell, can't say I'd mind hittin' up a diner or something. Screw McMuffins. Stuff'll kill ya..." The statement was accompanied by a nigh unnoticeable wince as the soft underside of Selina's foot rubbed against one of his newer battle-scars. It was nothing serious, just a stab wound from one of those automatic stilettos all the poorer punks seemed so fond of. It had healed, sure, but the flesh was still tender, still sensitive. In layman's terms, it still hurt like a bitch. But, stab-wounds, gunshots, broken bones, they were all occupational hazards. For him, for Bruce, and for her too, it seemed.<br><br>He'd become rather well acquainted with her body over the past while, and over time he'd noticed a few things. An old nick on her elbow, a cut or two here and there, most likely from the same kind of knife that'd got him. He couldn't quite remember if he'd seen a gunshot or not on her anywhere, but that wasn't a such a shocker. After all, it wasn't as though he went out of his way to check during their nights together. Scars didn't show up on her as much as they did him, but in the back of his mind he sensed that there was more to her than he knew. Cop? Nah. Not the type. Plus he would've known immediately. Thug? She could certainly hold her own in a fight...but that seemed a bit off, as well. <em>No...No. Don't give a damn.</em><br><br>Jason's eyes shut, he tried forced the thoughts from his head, and when he felt that familiar embrace he was even more glad than usual. She definitely had methods of clearing all those distracting thoughts from his mind. That nibble on his lobe got his attention rather easily, he loved when she bit. And he loved to bite back when things...escalated a bit. But now was not the case, and he kept things tame when she slid around to his front. Her curves were his to explore, and he wasn't shy about letting his hands roam that soft skin. She moved in to kiss him and he accepted her lips with zeal, grasping her hips and tugging playfully at her bottom lip. The situation was looking promising, looking to get a little steamy, that is, until her phone began to go off, filling the room with sudden sound.<br><br>Jason furrowed his brow, tilting his head back to avoid the potential headbutt as Selina's head whipped towards her phone. He could see the weight behind the call, how wide her eyes were as her ringtone blared with the sounds of that classic theme, which he himself didn't quite recognize. She'd given him one more quick kiss, but he didn't move to stop her as she slipped away to answer the phone. Didn't even turn in his seat quite yet, merely listening to her voice carefully and intensely. He was trying to read her...he didn't like it, but he just couldn't help it and something was up. He could tell...but he just kept that to himself, for now at least.<br><br>When the phone call had ended, Jason shifted in the bed slightly, letting his back rest against the bed's headboard and crossing his legs leisurely over one another. "Awwww, leavin' already gorgeous?" He chuckled a bit, crossing his arms over his chest with a shrug. "It's fine, shit happens, I get it. Just watch your back." Despite the cogs turning in the back of his mind, almost subconsciously trying to piece together this situation, he offered Selina a smile. "Yep, just keep in touch. I'll seeya soon babe."<br><br><em>Yeah...I'll figure out what's what...guess I do give a damn.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 08:32:33</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Wayne<br><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong> Batman (But that's a secret)<br><strong>Position:</strong> Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br><strong>Location:</strong> Rooftops, Gotham USA<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Robin, Open<br><br>It had taken three hours to get back to Gotham.&nbsp; Bruce Wayne returned home after making sure that the drop pod he used in Metropolis had self destructed and his car had been stowed as a Lambo again.&nbsp; Once he returned to Wayne Manor he headed for the Batcave to begin analysis of what he had acquired and what his surveillance systems had gathered about the gang violence.&nbsp; He targeted several lieutenants that worked for the various players, and he had already planned his next steps as he set his various laboratory tools to analyzing and recording the samples he had brought back with him.&nbsp; But he had other work to do.<br><br>Suiting up and taking the real batmobile out into the twilight of the day, the Dark Knight keyed his dash comm systems, sending an alert to Jason.&nbsp; He didn't wait to hear if it was Jason or his voice mail before he began. <strong> "Jason, we need to talk.&nbsp; Meet me at the Clocktower in two hours.</strong>"&nbsp; He cut off the dash comm immediately and drove for downtown.&nbsp; Secreting the Batmobile in a pre set blind, batman took to the rooftops to find his first objective.<br><br>Jimmy Grippa, a lieutenant in one of the smaller gangs that answered to Black Mask.&nbsp; All in all he seemed like a small fish, because he was.&nbsp; But his cousin was not a small fish.&nbsp; Tony Marenetti had a line to Black Mask himself, but Tony was doing time in Blackgate and Batman needed to send a message fast.&nbsp; Grippa loved the girls down at "Roxy's Kit Kat Klub", the people there knew him, he was a regular and he tipped well.&nbsp; So when Jimmy came in that evening everyone was all smiles and happy.&nbsp; He paid extra to have one on one booth time with his favorite gal, Tanya, and went to the usual booth door that he was buzzed through.&nbsp; He paid his money inside and the shutter on his side of the glass raised for his one on one dance from Tanya.&nbsp; She was beautiful to him, a dancers body, but breasts that had been well paid for by him to make her his perfect doll.&nbsp; She danced for him, giving him the show she knew he wanted until the shutter came down and poor Jimmy nearly dropped his money for the damned thing as he fumbled at getting it raised once more.<br><br>This time the shutter raised, only showing darkness on the other side.&nbsp; Jimmy used his cel to try and illuminate the room on the other side of the glass, but the reflection made it difficult.&nbsp; Then came the flash of light, the image of a bat, and a sudden&nbsp; barrage of pops as the safety glass spiderwebbed from the array of blast pellets that the Batman had thrown.&nbsp; A moment later the glass exploded in at Jimmy as the Bat himself burst through it and swatted away the gun that the gangster was drawing.&nbsp; <strong>"Jimmy Grippa...I need you to send a message to your brother.&nbsp; His people are threatening civilians...YOUR gang is endangering the people of Gotham.&nbsp; Tell him that he stops things now, or you will only be the first of his family that suffers for what his people are doing."</strong>&nbsp; The Batman towerd over the trembling gangster, but the idiot wasn't done yet.&nbsp; He pulled a switchblade and thrust its blade at the Bats stomach, the blade was caught by Batmans cape a second before Jimmys wrist was wrenched sideways and around until it snapped.&nbsp; <strong>"That was your radius...your forearm just broke at the wrist.&nbsp; Do you really want to find out how many bones I can break on you before it becomes a problem?"</strong>&nbsp; The Batmans answer came in the man soiling himself.&nbsp; The message had been delivered, and batman kicked open the booth door, tossing a smokebomb behind himself as he walked for the front door and headed for his meeting with Jason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: (Justice League Reboot) Gotham - General</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>belatris</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 23:22:57</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(http://cdn.tavern-keeper.com/character/4/3-thumb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Raven<br><strong>Location:</strong> Gotham City / Lower East End<br><strong>Tags:</strong> Huntress, Open<br><hr><br>(( … The next day … ))<br><br><em>Amazing...</em> a singular thought that bubbled to the top of Raven's mind, as she meditated atop of Huntress's apartment building. <br><br>She'd been here for hours now, trying to center herself … calm her emotions. Usually this only took a half hour; however, when ever little sound reminds you of the amazing woman you spent last night with … it's hard to focus on what you need to.&nbsp; In a city with as much noise as Gotham … it makes it impossible. <br><br>That is why Raven normally avoided these kinds of entanglements … but she had no regrets. <br><br>Hearing the door squeak just a little bit, Raven opened her eyes looking immediately to the door.&nbsp; She let out a sigh as she realized that it was only the wind. <br><br>"This is getting me nowhere…"<br><br>Pulling herself off the ground, Raven made her way over to the edge of the roof.&nbsp; She knew the risks of not taking the time she needed to focus herself; but she also knew that the city wouldn't afford her the time she needed to do so. 
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