Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville
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				Title: <strong>Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>19-01-2014, 21:12:57</strong>
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				IC thread for Central City, Star City, and Smallville
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>19-01-2014, 21:21:06</strong>
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				<em>RING! RING!</em><br>“Master Bruce it is Master Richard again on the phone for you, he sounds deeply concerned”<br>“. . .”<br>“Master Bruce if I may, He is deeply concerned for you, we all are, but ever since the death of Master Jason… Its been two months sir. This is not something you can simply brood away as usual. You need friends, companions to confide in. If not Master Richard or myself, why not Superman?”<br>“. . .”<br>“Suit yourself. But some food for thought, it is not necessarily weakness if you have a shoulder to lean on.”<br><br>There in the dark of his cave, Bruce Wayne sits, accompanied by the glow of the one large screen, and many other smaller screens of the Bat-computer. Each screen monitoring something else. While the screens were lively and animated, the man in the seat in front of them and the gigantic keyboard, better labeled a control panel, was silent. His mind though, was constantly working. There was a reason the likes of Ra’s al Ghul and Commissioner Gordon regarded him as the worlds greatest detective. Even now, his mind raced with a million thoughts.<br><br><em>”My Soldier.. Jason. Can I afford anyone close again? The one person that trusted me most, I let him down. Some how, that stings far more harsh than even the thought of failing the City. That Laugh, it wont stop. I know hes there in Arkham, endlessly laughing. He knows he got me, giving me a fate worse than death.”<br><br>“Alfred has said from the get go since it happened, I should reach out to people, not blame myself..but how can I? My greatest failure, my partner, my soldier..my fault. All this on what seems to be a new age dawning. I thought Superman would be the end all be all, but over time his existence seems to have given way to the rise of super humans, and not all of them good.”<br><br>“Over the years, we suddenly come to know we are not alone in the universe, with the emergence of Superman. Everyone loves him. Somehow, Many still see my acts as criminal, but him? He’s as good as a God in the eyes of the people of metropolis and the world alike. Not long after we saw the emergence of what is another would-be hero, though not much is known about him, outside the fact that he seems to use green light energy of some kind, and he can go into space. Only occasional sightings of him. Then we learn that the Atlantis of myth is very much real, then fast forward to just over a month ago, we learn that amazons do infact exist. Are my allies really among these people?”<br><br>“The Amazonian ambassador is set to speak with several key leaders in Central City, which itself seems to have buzzing rumors of a scarlet speedster. Some kind of blur. If anyone sees it, its gone in a flash. Is this yet another alien? A metahuman? More importantly, whose side is it on? A more pressing matter though is at hand. Intelligence I’ve gathered indicates there will be an attempt on Princess Diana’s life . While the Amazonians seem very ready for combat, she may not see an assassination coming. The League of Assassins seems to have no hand in this, but I have been tipped off that there was once Assassin that I am all too familiar with that recently somehow escaped Blackgate. I wont let a life fall out of my hands again. I will stop this, at all cost. An old friend of mine is also going to be doing a show at the time in Central City. Zatanna Zatara. She has some renown for her own heroics with her magic, but I’d rather just let the show go on, than ask her for help and risk her getting hurt. Deathstroke is an old adversary, and one of the deadliest assassins on this planet. I must stop him, because if he succeeds, who knows what the consequences will be." </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>19-01-2014, 21:23:51</strong>
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				It began with a slip of a moment of frustration. The realization that the world is in danger. An invasion of a sort. <br><br>Persistent rumors of a costumed vigilante in Gotham City. The emergence of the ‘Superman’. The revelation of an undiscovered island filled with Amazon warriors. A being able to move so fast he is seen as only a red blur. The lost city of Atlantis.. found again. A man using green light to accomplish his goals. <br><br>The rise of the ‘metahuman’. A threat to the balance of the world. A threat that must be stopped before it has a chance to start. But to catch a thief, you must often employ a thief. That is the conclusion this man has come to. <br><br>In his windowed office he sits, a master of industry and finance who over the years has accumulated a fortune. And perhaps for just this perhaps.. to stop this plague of metahumans that will no doubt be intruding upon his plans. And that simply cannot be. The computer screen in front of him shows various reports involving metahumans in recent weeks. Stopping a bank robbery here, smashing a giant rampaging robot there, leaving criminals tied up in front of the police station. Thus far these vigilantes have been keeping to themselves, not forming any sort of union. Something that could be used to his advantage.<br><br><em>“There are metahumans, however, that have no interest in ‘the greater good’. Yes, they will make excellent agents. They fight for money, for power. Not something as droll and outdated as truth, justice and peace for all mankind. They will be my soldiers.. “</em><br>Not so long later…<br><br>The Lexcorp private jet arrives, and he climbs aboard, ordering the pilot to take him to Lexcorp headquarters. The flight to Metropolis doesn’t take long at all. Meetings were held with some… free agents… we’ll call them. Promises were made, money exchanged.. and then things went into motion. <br><br>The word went out. It wasn’t just a call out to the less reputable metahumans out there. This was something to get them at least a little organized. Make them see that they could do a lot more when working together. If only to take down those that were stopping them, stopping them from making more money or getting whatever else it was they wanted. Groups focusing on what seems to be the 2 epicenters of metahuman activity… Central City and Metropolis.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 04:51:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/079A.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name: </strong>Princess Diana of Themyscira<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Central City, Marston Building <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Open!<br></span></span><hr>It had been no more than 2 months since the island of Themyscira was exposed to the outside world. An Air Force pilot had crashed landed on her majestic shores, and it was the princess of that island that had been chosen to both escort him back to the world of men.. and become the ambassador of Themyscira and it’s ways. Almost immediately when arriving upon the shores of Central City she had gotten a taste of the ill-gotten ways of this world. She single handedly stopped a group of armed men from robbing a docked freighter.. an act that had the press calling ‘Wonder Woman’. <br><br>She has only been in the world of men for about a month, and today would be the first time she has really appeared in a public setting. It’s a benefit, supporting the advancement of exploration both terrestrial and beyond. With the realization there was a whole civilization unknown to the world for this whole time, such a cause was easy to get behind. <br><br>Now when Diana left Themyscira, she had a different notion as to what an ‘ambassador’ would do. She thought maybe it would be working side by side with the world’s militaries, showing them the superior ways of Amazonian combat, perhaps. Or spreading words of philosophies from Themyscira to the uncultured masses. <br><br>She didn’t think it would involve so many dinner parties. <br><br>She hates this sort of thing. She wants to be out there, be what she is meant to be. A warrior. Not posing with senators and world leaders, trying to pretend she’s happy to be there. She sometimes feels like she is little more than a piece of eye candy for these… men.. to speak to. She sometimes feels like she isn’t being taken seriously, because she can’t prove her mettle in battle. <br><br>She stands near the middle of the large room, her bright blue eyes flitting between conversations around her. There is about 50 people in the room, all of them very well dressed. Pretty dresses, handsome tuxedoes… and Diana in a simple traditional Themysciran outfit. Blue and white in color, a form fitting top and skirt that stops about mid thigh with gold colored sandals. Some have made comment on how she looks like she just came from the beach. She has shown great restraint in not choking those people. She makes small talk with the world leaders she is introduced to, and she genuinely tries to keep her mind on the task at hand. But it’s difficult.. <br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 06:12:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/edPwnecL5zLI_zpsc34e5fe7.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name: </strong> Zatanna Zatara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194159.msg9444715#msg9444715)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Dressing Room, preparing for her show<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Open<br></span></span><hr><br>Stretching out her long shapely legs Zatanna arched her back and reached towards the ceiling with her hands, letting out a long, soft sigh. <strong>”Nothing beats a good stretch Mary”</strong> she commented to one of the faceless event workers that had been assigned to “look&nbsp; after the talent”. <strong>”Well…”</strong> she added as a sly, sensual smile tugged at her lips <strong>”that’s not exactly true is it? There is one act one does not do alone that could easily take down a good stretch.”</strong> Zee laughed as the young girl blushed and half swirled in her chair, facing the mirror framed by lights. <strong>”I didn’t know people still blushed kid, that’s sweet. Hey...why don’t you go fetch me a nice cold bottle of water?”</strong> Her request was followed with a wink and a smile as she looked at the woman through the reflection in the mirror. <br><br>The door closed with a soft click indicating that that young assistant had left to do her duty. What an existence, getting paid to do what others told them to do. How boring. Picking up brush, Zatanna thought for just a moment that her appearance might still need a little work, but she was wrong. <strong>”Can’t mess with perfection”</strong> she commented to the smiling face in the mirror before spinning in her chair in a complete circle. She checked the time and sighed, there was still at least forty minutes until her show was set to begin. <br><br>She spied the newspaper stacked neatly on the small coffee table, placed among a selection of magazines. <strong>”Hmmmmm”</strong> stepping from the make-up chair Zatanna settled on the sofa, flopping down upon it without much care to the throw pillows that fell to the floor. Picking up the magazines Zee flipped through the glossy mags, throwing each one over her shoulder in a show of rejection. <strong>”Crap, crap, oooo cute top..crap, please! that’s the best picture they could get?”</strong> at last she came to a local gossip rag and smirked as the picture of The Man of Steel, or what was supposed to be him any way. <strong>”Superman huh? From what I&nbsp; heard, that name might be a bit of a stretch. Boy Scout seems more fitting.”</strong> Enjoying&nbsp; her sense of humor was a bonus as far as Zatanna was concerned.&nbsp; <br><br>The entire city was in love with the guy, well...everyone but the “bad guys” that he had captured. She grinned, still convinced he must have talked them into giving up, anything to avoid a lecture from The Boy Scout. Zatanna hadn’t actually met Superman, though it was impossible not follow his good deeds as they were plastered all over the news. You couldn’t swing a cat in the city without hearing someone talk about the man in blue tights. She grinned. You had to be pretty damn secure in yourself to walk around in that getup! Looking down at her stage costume Zee laughed, she hardly had reason to talk considering her own attire. Still, the man...ah alien? whatever, whoever, the Superman was very popular in the city among the law abiding population, and particularly the ladies. <br><br>After her own little adventure in crime busting, Zatanna had found the attention of the press a bit addictive. She wasn’t about to run about in a cape, they just didn’t work with her figure. However, the day at the bank had given her a warm feeling inside. Using her powers for good hadn’t been planned out. Zatanna had just been in the wrong place at the right time...sorta speak. She had been running late. There was a private show she had agreed to do for some rich cat, performing at his office for the celebration of their 25th year in business. A job was a job, and at least it wasn’t a snotty kids 6th birthday party. That had been the week before, and a decision she still wished she hadn’t agreed to. <br><br>But I digress…<br><br>Zatanna skimmed through the paper looking for more acts of valor, all the while recalling her own day of glory. Standing at the bank she had been tapping her foot impatiently, ignoring the leering stare of the overweight security officer that was all but drooling...honestly, hadn’t he ever seen a half dressed woman wearing fishnets and knee-high boots before? Zee had just about to move further up in line when the doors crashed open, revealing three men in ski masks and an unoriginal idea. Without thinking Zatanna had used her unique magical skill to relieve the gentlemen of their guns and tie them up with the help of red velvet ropes that had been used to decorate the windows. <br><br>She had been swarmed with well wishers and those that had wanted thank her for “saving the day”. Zatanna hadn’t wanted to appear rude and so she had finished up her business at the bank, gave a few autographs and quickly written down a statement for the police, signing it with a lips print, kissing the paper and magically securing it on the forehead of the largest scumbag. <br><br>She wasn’t a hero. She was simply in a hurry and not in the mood to get robbed. However, the attention had made her feel good, not to mention the affect the publicity had on the ticket sales for her shows! So maybe she wouldn’t go out of her way to look for crimes, but that wouldn’t stop her from doing the right thing from time to time. Turning the page on the newspaper, Zatanna smiled as she read a story about her show, and the picture of her in full costume that accompanied the article. <strong>”Ooooo cute boots! I was having such a good hair day!”</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>20-01-2014, 08:41:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120213054420/marvel_dc/images/e/ef/Barry_Allen_001.jpg)</div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Barry Alan/The Flash<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:Central City-Various locations</strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:Open</strong>&nbsp; <br></span></span><hr><br>When you're the fastest man alive, its hard to be late to things but Barry Allen had being late down to a science. Before he gained his powers he was always late, and he decided after gaining his powers to keep the habit to throw anyone off his trail of being the Flash. Today was no different, Barry arrived at work at 9:17 a.m. only seventeen minutes late, early for him. But still...late. Every day, the same talk about how even if he was a good scientist his being late would get him fired some day, but after years of hearing the talk Barry stopped believing it. It had been a good few weeks since the last crime in Central City, so Barry was forced to help with the work load in Star City. Barry hated when he had to help other precincts, he felt like the work he did was not appreciated.&nbsp; Even worse was the fact that most of the work was testing blood. Was it really necessary for Barry to be in the office for that? Had be been at home the job would have been done long ago. Rolling his eyes Barry completed the tests, at his own pace. Then left the office for the day.<br><br>Barry stepped out of the police station and placed his left hand in his pocket. His fingers thumbed around with a ring, the ring containing his suit that had been made to resist the speeds he traveled and not burn up or wear out. Getting the suit out of the ring was easy...it was getting it back in that was the hard part. After a few minutes of standing around lazily, Barry glanced down at his watch. "Holy Crap! Noon Already!..." The moment he said that Barry realized how hungry he was. It seemed to be a real problem now that Barry moved as fast as he did. His body always need food. It got so bad that Barry carried around "Power Bars" when he left the house, even considering making a gauntlet to hold a few in his costume.<br><br>The blonde haired man strolled down the road, on the sidewalk at a leisurely pace, letting lyrics to songs, math problems and other time consuming things run through his mind. It was like he never stopped thinking, or eating. After about thirty minutes of walking Barry entered Petersburg, a small area of the city that held many of the better locations for dinning. Luckily Barry had been key in finding a thief, due to blood work and the owner of "Kevin's Bistro" offered to pay for all of Barry's meals and would not take no for an answer. <br><br>Barry pushed the door open and a bell rang loudly alerting anyone who was in the small bistro that someone had either left or entered. Barry waved to a waitress and sat down at a table in the far back corner, facing the door. Barry hadn't actually placed an order since his seventh visit when he had established a "usual". On the T.V. in the opposite corner of the room a news report was rambling on about this "Wonder Woman" visiting, Barry had to admit that she was a total babe. 'Maybe the Flash should introduce himself.'&nbsp; Barry thought to himself but stopped and had a better idea when an ad for Zatanna Zatara's magic show played. That was where Berry would be tonight...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>23-01-2014, 01:38:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/edPwnecL5zLI_zpsc34e5fe7.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name: </strong> Zatanna Zatara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194159.msg9444715#msg9444715)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Stage - its show time!<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Open<br></span></span><hr><br>Zatanna had never spent a more boring forty minutes in her lifetime. Normally an extra forty minutes of alone time would be welcomed, especially if that alone time came with a nice, firm, naked man. But then it wouldn’t really be considered “alone time”. However there was no man to entertain her in the privacy of her dressing room, and so she was left to her own devices. Thankfully, her devices came with access to the internet. <br><br>Time could be wasted if you knew where to look! A few minutes buying shoes and boots, a laugh or two at the expense of ridiculous people, and a click on the local news site to catch her up on anything important. Zee looked at the clock and groaned. Thirty minute still to kill? And where the heck was her water? The door opened to reveal the smiling face of Mary, proudly returning with the requested bottled water. <strong>”What took so long kid? For a minute there I thought you were digging your own well.”</strong> Shooing away the little assistant Zee flipped through the newspaper as she sipped on her water, settling her mind as she prepared for the show. <br><br>A knock sounded on the door before a nervous voice sounded… <em>”five minutes Miss Zatara”</em><br><br>At last it was time!<br><br>Walking from her dressing room to the stage, Zee made a physical transformation from the easy going, somewhat smart mouthed young woman that had been wasting time in her dressing room, to the sexy, show stopping bombshell that she was. Her hips swayed in time with the soft swing of her long, raven coloured hair. Her eyes twinkled against the light, dancing with anticipation, her smile, as alluring as the Siren’s call. She was Zatanna Zatara! Mistress of Magic! Queen of the stage! <br><br>The lights in the theatre dimmed until they grew dark, a hush settled among the crowd. You could have heard a pin drop! One spot light pierced through the inky blackness, followed closely by a second. Spine tingling music pumped from all angles of the theatre, setting the mood and drawing the anticipation level higher. A fog rolled in, clinging to the stage floor, billowing in an elegant dance while th round lights chased each other, swirling madly around the stage, as if performing their own dance for those lucky to be its witnesses. A deep voice penetrated the room, drawing the applause of the crowd as the introduction of the nights entertainer filled the room. <br><br><strong>”Welcome all to a night of magic and illusion! Put your hands together and welcome the Mistress of Magic herself! The lovely and talented ZATANNA ZATARA!”</strong><br><br>The lights and music died.<br><br>The audience held their breath. <br><br>And then all at once the spot light burned through the darkness, picking out the alluring and luscious figure of the nights entertainment. <br><br>The crowd cheered wildly, whistling and calling out her name…Zatanna smiled. She hadn’t even begun and already they were hungry enough to eat out of the palm of her hand. They would be rewarded with a jaw dropping show of magic and illusion that would baffle their minds! <br><br>Zatanna was in her zone! What could possibly go wrong that night? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 16:50:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://comiccuisinecombo.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/4365-mr_freeze.jpg) </div><div class="floatleft">(http://media.bestlittlesites.com/images/users/uploads/52509/character_bio_576_captaincold1.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name: </strong>Mister Freeze, Captain Cold<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Cental City, namely the grand stage at Zatanna's show! <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong>Zatanna and Flash<br></span></span><hr>Zatanna's show was going perfectly, probably her best turnout out in years. A large feature of this show was a case of rare exotic diamonds that zatanna was supposed to do a sort of vanishing act with, making them appear at their new location halfway across the country. As they brought out the case of diamonds, things unfortunately, began to go awry. Two beams of ice came from opposite ends of the audience, freezing the case which promptly made the glass shatter. They even tookthe time to shoot Zatanna's "not-so magic wand" out of her hand, the nerve these guys had!<br><br><strong>"I am captain cold, and this is my compatriot in ice, Mister Freeze! Ge came all the way from Gotham City for this show! Without your magic wand miss Zatara you won't be playing 'hero' today!"</strong> The Frosty Foes had made one mistake by not believing in magic, and where her magic really comes from. Could she capitalize on this misconception? Now Freeze spoke up, <strong>"allow us to leave with the diamonds, or you and your audience will be put on ice! No one is playing hero today!"</strong> The standoff promptly had the police up in arms already, actually managing to draw quite a bit of security away from the diplomats conference across town.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>29-01-2014, 22:21:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120213054420/marvel_dc/images/e/ef/Barry_Allen_001.jpg)</div><hr> <strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Barry Alan/The Flash<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"></span></span></strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:Central City-Various locations</strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:Open</strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><br>What a great show Barry had come upon and the woman in heels, fishnets and a magic hat was easy on the eyes too. Everything seemed to be going smoothly, with not a worry in the world until Barry heard doors opening up to his left...<br><br>Hours before hand, Barry was leaving Kevin's Bistro to go home and figure out what he would have for dinner and supper (He considered them two different things.) When his phone went off. It seemed that Jay Garrick needed his help with some things around he house. Barry who was always greatful that he had a mentor who helped him with his powers and how to handle them agreed to swing by and help. Unfortunately this led to Barry being late to the magic show and he was almost denied entrance. As a result he was only allowed standing room and hung back in the corner where he could see the doors and the show.<br><br>As the beams of Ice hit the case with diamonds Barry pressed himself against the wall and vibrated his body so fast that after the speech the two ice lords gave he was on the other of the same wall. Barry had to balance himself. The two had frozen the entire room Barry was no standing in. "What the hell...didn't I just run into this Captain Cold clown a month ago?..." Barry thought to himself and opened his ring. Spinning in a blur he melted the ice at his feet and changed into his uniform. <br><br>Barry looked at the men and women that were working and frozen solid and had a thought. -If these guys get what they want then there is a chance that they wont hurt anyone. I need to get these people thawed before they freeze to death.- With that though cleared The Flash zoomed around the room in a red and gold blur using the heat from his body and the friction he created to thaw out one person at a time and leave a clear path for them in the ice. <br><br>"Ladies and Gentlemen I hope you enjoyed Disney on Ice. The arena is closed now please exit the building through the doors here in an orderly fashion. Thanks for your visit." He smiled and pushed the doors open allowing everyone safe exit....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>30-01-2014, 03:43:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/edPwnecL5zLI_zpsc34e5fe7.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name: </strong> Zatanna Zatara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194159.msg9444715#msg9444715)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Stage - its show time!<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Mr Freeze, Captain Cold, The Flash<br></span></span><hr><br>Zatanna stood under the bright spotlight, glowing from the adoration she was receiving from the audience. They loved her, but of course they did! What was not to love? <strong>”Diamonds, they say...are a woman’s best friend. I would argue the point but they are just so damn pretty!”</strong> she waited for the good spirited chuckling to cease before raising her hands and signaling for the large screen to slowly be lowered behind her, displaying a faraway city that was halfway across the world. <strong>”Donatello...can you hear me?”</strong> she smiled as she heard the crackling confirmation that indeed he could, loud and clear. <br><br>On with the show!<br><br><strong>”Show me the ice!”</strong> demanded Zatanna with a smile for her fans and a wave to the right where the sparkly rocks were meant to arrive encased in a glass box complete with spotlights to highlight their beauty. At least that was what was expected. However that was not what happened. Instead when she called out for “the ice” she got it…literally. <br><br>The glass protecting the exotic beauties exploded under the extreme cold that had encased the box in ice. At almost the exact same moment her wand was knocked from her fingers. A moment of silence filtered through the room before a commanding voice drew the attention of everyone in the room, especially the stocking clad woman on the stage. <br><br><strong>"I am captain cold, and this is my compatriot in ice, Mister Freeze! We came all the way from Gotham City for this show! Without your magic wand miss Zatara you won't be playing 'hero' today!"</strong><br><br>And then it was joined by another…<br><br><strong>"allow us to leave with the diamonds, or you and your audience will be put on ice! No one is playing hero today!"</strong><br><br>With her hands extended forward Zatanna spread her fingers wide and drew the magic that lived in her soul. Her minds eye focused upon the diamonds that were the evenings booty before calling out in a loud and clear voice, speaking in tongues. <strong>”Etativel eht sdnmaid ot ytefas”</strong>&nbsp; one by one the exotic gems flew up into the air to settle out of sight, hidden from the men who had dared to disturb her show.&nbsp; Seconds after another strange command was heard, placing a protective bubble around the two strangers. <strong>”mrof a evitetorp elbbub dnuora eht sredurtni! “</strong> Zatanna wasn’t sure how long the bubble would be able to contain the two would-be thieves, however with the help of one brave audience member, she hoped it would be long enough get the audience to safety. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 05:52:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/079A.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name: </strong>Princess Diana of Themyscira<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Central City, Marston Building <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Open!<br></span></span><hr>Some at the get together, by now, have noticed Diana’s lack of focus. Or perhaps it’s just boredom. She really doesn’t want to give that impression, she does want to do the best job she can. But for her to focus on just this, especially since she knows how much there is to see of this new world, it’s just not easy. <br><br>“Princess”&nbsp; &nbsp;one of the delegates approaches her, and she turns on her smile, turning towards him. She recognizes his attire from earlier, he’s from one of the desert states. The lands known as the ‘middle east’. A pleasant man, a good heart and the best of intentions for his world. But some don’t see it like that. He half bows as he stops before her, and she nods her head to him as she pays meticulous attention to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Some of the other delegates and I wish to discuss a possible trade route along the edges of Themyscira’s territories. Please, before you deny us, allow us to show you our ideas.” &nbsp;Diana smiles a little more, he seems genuinely friendly, and genuinely willing to work with others. She can appreciate that.&nbsp; “My friend Adir, I would be honored to hear your intentions.”&nbsp; He smiles at her words and motions towards a door at the far end of the fairly crowded room. <br><br>She walks at his side, the sea of people parting for their presence. Diana being here is something of a news event for most of them. Most aren’t used to a woman of her.. well attitude. She knows she is seen differently, and she rather likes that. She has observed that this world of man needs a woman like her in it. And she takes no shame in that. <br><br>They enter the large conference room , it having a rather nice skylight. Diana glances up, admiring the sky through that glass. She then looks back towards the 4 delegates already there in the room. As one they smile and stand, and Adir motions to a large map laid out on the conference table.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Princess Diana, I am honored to introduce Nagid, Kiyoko and Bohlale. We have been discussing the trade routes I mentioned… or rather, the proposed trade routes.” &nbsp;Diana nods to each of them with respect, her eyes locking on each of theirs. She looks down at the map, her thin brows furrowing as she looks it over. The routes come.. very close.. to Themyscria territory, Adir wasn’t kidding.. she’s not so sure she can allow this.. but she will hear them out. It’s all about compromise, isn’t it?&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>03-02-2014, 22:34:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://comiccuisinecombo.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/4365-mr_freeze.jpg) </div><div class="floatleft">(http://media.bestlittlesites.com/images/users/uploads/52509/character_bio_576_captaincold1.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name: </strong>Mister Freeze, Captain Cold<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Central City, namely the grand stage at Zatanna's show! <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong>Zatanna and Flash<br></span></span><hr>As the fans thawed from the acts of The Flash, he managed to take attention off Zatanna a moment. The crowed murmurs with things like "Wow, its really him!" "The Scarlet Speedster, its Real!" "He saved us in a Flash!" As Zatanna's bubbles encased the villains for a moment, the murmurs continued as they made their way out as the Flash had instructed. Frustrated, Captain Cold fired his own cold ray at the bubble which seemed to disrupt the energy. The Captain&nbsp; was boiling mad. This red blur has somehow managed to foil his plot, again! For now at least not all was lost..at least that's what he thought until he realized the precious gems were gone! His hostages escaped, their prize gone. This caused him to exclaim in fury as he tried to take aim at the scarlet speedster with his gun. <strong>"You blasted Red Blur, is this becoming habit for you? stalk me and ruin my plan?! Well, lets see how good that works for you when you cant move!"</strong><br><br>Ice blast were coming non stop from the rage filled Captain Cold, trying to freeze the speedster dead in his tracks. Mister Freeze in the meantime decided to finally break his own bubble. His frozen gaze came upon Zatanna, who would likely notice that off in the wings, there were several of freeze's men, all armed, Freeze aiming his own ice blaster at the Mistress of Magic. <strong>"Surrender the diamonds little girl, or face a frozen fate. You can end this all right now by simply complying. Rest assured, I will not make the same mistake of underestimating you again. Our only problem is the Batman and he is hundreds of miles away."</strong>.<br><br>His mean realized what he said was true. They weren't in Gotham this time The one thing they fear, the Batman, was ages away. Slowly they started to close in on Zatanna as Freeze made his way to the stage, clearly seeking to make good on his threat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>04-02-2014, 00:52:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120213054420/marvel_dc/images/e/ef/Barry_Allen_001.jpg)</div><hr><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Barry Alan/The Flash<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"></span></span></strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:Central City-Various locations</strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:Open</strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><br>Did this guy just ask if I was stalking him? The Flash asked himself and rolled his eyes. It was almost impressive that Captain Cold would think to freeze the bubble he was stuck in. It was more impressive that some woman in fishnets actually knew magic. But was magic real? Barry never thought so before but seeing it now made him think otherwise.<br><br>Suddenly the Captain began to fire at Flash with beams of cold. To the Flash the beams seemed to move slowly at first, as he bounced around the back of the room, avoiding ray after ray until he came to the back of Captain Cold and pulled his hood over the mans face. "If your a captain then why do you wear a parka?" He asked and ran off. A stray blast struck right under the Flashes left leg, causing him to slide across the floor into the wall next to the door hard. Now slumped on the ground in an awkward pile the Flash stared up at the Captain while he pulled the hood off his face back into its regular position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>05-02-2014, 19:05:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/edPwnecL5zLI_zpsc34e5fe7.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name: </strong> Zatanna Zatara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194159.msg9444715#msg9444715)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Stage - its show time!<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Mr Freeze, Captain Cold, The Flash<br></span></span><hr><br>Zatanna hid the smirk that lingered in her eyes as she watched the frustration take&nbsp; hold of the icy villains. It was comforting to know that the red blur bringing the innocent bystanders to safety was none other than The Flash, and a pain in this abondamal snowmans ass. From the sounds of it, the man clad in red had chipped away at the Captain's ice before. Nice. While those two had their unwanted reunion she turned her attention to his partner in ice, and the little minions he had working for him. <br><br>The sound of ice cracking before the second bubble exploded drew her full attention to the baldheaded freak who had decided to piss her off. <strong>”Comply? You obviously haven’t done your homework! A Zatara never complies!”</strong> Raising her hands much as she had done before, she called upon her powers to grant her whim. It was quite a sight to see, for those not busy running for their life in a blind panic. Her hair floated around her shoulders as if affected by a breeze, while her body levitated several inches off of the stage floor, striking a controlled, yet feminine pose. If her magical abilities didn’t make the minions pause, her luscious curves might just have done the trick!&nbsp; <br><br><strong>”Nrut rieht snopaew tsniaga meht”</strong> the first command had the guns shaking in the men’s hands as the magical force surrounding them worked to obey her command, turning the guns to face the men holding them. <strong>”Sroolf dloh meht erehw yeht dnats”</strong> called out the beauty, once more in a language that seemed outer worldly. The floors rumbled beneath the men, sealing them like clamps forming around their feet, preventing further progress towards her. And just to be sure they understood her power, Zatanna added one more command! <br><br><strong>”Seriw emoc nwod ot yalp, elcric eseht nem, dna parw meht htiw a wob!”</strong> The ceiling seemed to rumble, shaking the stage and the walls surrounding the arena. Lights began to fall, crashing all around the magician, who seemed to be shaking as badly. Perhaps she was weakening, slowly losing strength and focus. <br><br>Broken glass littered the stage floor, the sounds of the heavy lights crashing onto the wood echoed through the hall. But it was the wires that remained the real show! Like snakes, they slithered from the ceiling, crawled across the floor and began winding around the henchmen’s legs, squeezing them painfully into one large circle, and tying them up neatly, with a bow!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>apygoos</strong> on <strong>09-03-2014, 03:32:11</strong>
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				Captain Cold smirks as The Scarlet Speedster&nbsp; fell victim to the frozen slick. The Flash was there, nice and perfect. all he had to do was aim and pull the trigger, and the supposed Flash would be no more, no good if he cant move. Mister Freeze stands in wait, he watches a bulk of his thugs get captured by the magical wiles of Miss Zatara, but with her focus split across all the men, her energy was getting spread thin. Like cold, all he had to do was point and shoot. What came next though, was a dreadful feeling that Freeze was all too familiar with...<br><div align="center">(http://cdn1-www.craveonline.com/assets/uploads/2014/03/Batman_Arkham_Knight.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em><span class="bbc_u">CRASH!</span></em></strong></span></div>The Theater skylight&nbsp; smashed in, a black and grey figure descends, first upon Freeze, dropkicking him with the momentum he had from his decent. His mvoement fomrthe ground was swift, first covered by the cape, but then revealed as it flew open. a Batarang flies and hits captain colds armed hand causing him to drop the weapon for the moment. Freeze slowly gets up, irate at the bats arrival. "I do believe you're out of your jurisdiction detective! your arrival was..Unexpected." <strong>"Give it up Victor You know there are better ways to save Nora! Besides, being a distraction for an assassin is a low move, who's paying you?!"</strong> "I think the better question is Detective, who's eating you?!" Almost on queue, the polar bears come in, three of them in fact. The Bat somersaults back. He looks between the three beast, but also notices Captain cold reaching for his gun again, trying to get back to his motion of freezing the Flash.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>09-03-2014, 04:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120213054420/marvel_dc/images/e/ef/Barry_Allen_001.jpg)</div><hr><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Barry Alan/The Flash<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"></span></span></strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:Central City-Various locations</strong> <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:Open</strong>&nbsp; <br><hr><br>Flash looked up as the skylight broke down around the group, showering the theater in glass. A massive black figure swooped down from sky and brought down Mister Freeze, then hurled a throwing star into the hand of Captain Cold. His gun clattering to the floor. Flash shot back up just as three Polar Bears entered the room and went for..."The God Damn Batman..."<br><br>Flash Aimed his hand at the down gun that Captain Cold was reaching for and spun it in a circle, creating a red tornado, lifting the gun off the ground and placing it gently in the hands of the Scarlet Speedster. "Chill out Captain." He dryly commented and fired the freezing ice ray at the legs of Captain Cold forcing him to the ground then he tossed the gun to the opposite end of the room. <br><br>Walking to help Zatanna and the massive man bat, Flash poked the Captain in the eye and surveyed the area. Freeze, Polar bears...Or thugs...Not the bears. Snow Globe it is." Flash spun on his heel until he himself was a living tornado and started to make his way towards Mr. Freeze...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>09-03-2014, 20:40:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/edPwnecL5zLI_zpsc34e5fe7.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name: </strong> Zatanna Zatara (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=194159.msg9444715#msg9444715)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Stage - Freaking stage crashers!<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Mr Freeze, Captain Cold, The Flash and The Batman :)<br></span></span><hr><br>Zee could feel the power draining. All she could do was try to hold on long enough to tie that knot strong enough that it would hold. Her body shook from the effort, but she was stubborn and refused to give into the burning that was enflaming her limbs, and straining her muscles. It was only a matter of time before her body would give into the pain, her powers would weaken and only become usable after a much needed rest. Exhaustion was near… and then…<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Boom!</strong></span></div><br>Just like that the ceiling rained down upon the room, delivering a man in black. The Batman! Zatanna was both pleased and relieved to see him. Her body weakened and she fell to the stage floor, cutting her leg on one of the damaged wooden boards. A small cry fell from her lips as she felt the sting of a deep cut against her thigh. Looking over towards the henchmen she was relieved to see the wires holding against their struggles and&nbsp; hadn’t noticed Mr. Freeze or his pal Captain Cold reaching for their guns.&nbsp; It was, however impossible not to notice the read blur that seemed almost like a tornado enveloping one section of the room, effectively keeping one bad guy on ice.&nbsp; <br><br>Her focus was wavering, the scene before her growing hazy. Zatanna squinted into the distance. Was she seeing things? Rubbing her eyes, she implored herself&nbsp; to try harder, to clear the dizzy feeling effecting her senses and zero in on the truth of what was happening. <strong>”Bears!”</strong> she called out when the truth of what she was seeing hit home. She had to do something… but what? Her energy was draining to dangerous levels.&nbsp; But she had to try! Something told her a few kissy noises and calling out “here beary beary” was not gonna cut it!<br><br>Raising her hand, with one propping her off of the ground. She placed the remaining energy into one last magical command that would most likely drain the powers holding the hidden diamonds and the wires that kept the henchmen at bay. But it would be worth it if she could protect The Batman! <strong>”Srewop yebo! gnirb htrof evif regral sraeb htiw gniwolg seye dna hteet rozar prahs! Tcetorp eht tab htiw a thgim lworg, gnorts hguone ot ekahs eht srebmit!”</strong><br><br>How do you scare a polar bear? The only thing that could face a bear other than a human with a gun, was another bear. He had three, she brought five!&nbsp; Five huge polar bears with glowing red eyes, razor sharp teeth, and snarls that left no doubt that they were fierce! The growls that spilled from behind the man in black were strong enough to shake the building, leaving no doubt that the battle was anything but lost. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Origins IC: Central City, Star City, Smallville</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MaiMizzu</strong> on <strong>09-03-2014, 22:53:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/001B.jpg) </div><hr> <span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name: </strong>Princess Diana of Themyscira<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location: </strong> Central City <br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging: </strong> Open!<br></span></span><hr>Remain in the midst of the politicians.. or go with the oddly armored man to perhaps a battle? It was an easy choice for the young princess. He said something about ‘a bigger plan’ at foot.. or something. And that was enough incentive. <br><br>She was staying at a hotel suite right across from Marsten Building, a very luxurious room that the U.N. was willing to pay for. The proximity gave her time to get out of the diplomatic arena and into a different sort of arena. She quickly flew to her suite (balcony door was always unlocked) and get a few pieces of gear. That done… she gave chase. Spotting a Batmobile isn’t all that difficult from the air, after all. <br><br>Batman stops at another building.. it almost looks like there’s some kind of function there. Diana had heard there was some.. fundraiser or show or something in this part of town tonight. She almost considered checking it out. And it looks like now she is. The Batman makes his way up and up.. Diana hovering high in the air. She spots a skylight he’s going towards, and she squints a little to get a better look inside. From this distance.. it just looks like chaos. And then Batman literally jumps in. <br><br>Seeing him act so recklessly is a little surprising. Thus far he had seemed to be more calculating than anything, and has an obvious flair for the dramatic. Perhaps the latter is what he is going for. She still hangs there high in the air.. and that’s when she hears that awful roar. Her eyes widen, and she realizes no small beast could create such a sound. And given the context of what she sees down there.. it’s most likely not a beast of good will. <br><br>“Excellent.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She says excitedly, and she leans her body downwards.. and she shoots herself towards the now broken skylight. She immediately sees three polar bears, looking as if they are about to charge. Or at least attack whatever is close. They seem a little spooked, for a moment seeming to lose the will to fight. Were they the sources of that roar she heard? The red and blue laden Amazon Princess reaches to her hip, pulling from it’s clip her Golden Lasso. Or more properly.. the Lariat of Hestia. She’s not even through the skylight yet as she twirls the softly glowing lasso above her head, and she hurls it’s large loop down towards the three polar bears. It loops around the muzzle of one of the polar bears, and with a loud thud she lands next to another one of them. It roars angrily as she looks up to it… and she grins a little. What a superb beast! She glances over her shoulder as she feels the third one now charging towards her. Ah, good she has their attention on her, so they won’t go after anyone else yet. She plants one of her feet as she tugs harshly on her lasso, causing the first polar bear to be dragged towards her, despite it’s efforts to break free. She pushes herself back and loops around the charging polar bear, her lasso also looping around it’s body. Her hands move quickly to make a new loose knot, and she tugs on the lasso, causing the two bears to crash into one another. Her blue eyes snap towards the third, and she races towards it, getting some slack on her line. The polar bear swipes it’s very large clawed paw at her, but she almost effortlessly leans out of it’s path. She loops her lasso around that outstretched paw, and then up along it’s shoulder. Once more she tightens the line, and the third polar bear is trapped against the other two. Diana leaps up, and grasping her lasso with both hands she pulls the polar bears up, up, up, up and out of the skylight. The ones that can roar do so as they are hauled off.. but silence themselves once they realize they are no longer on solid ground. They struggle fruitlessly to get out of the lasso’s bindings, but they never will. Diana lands on the roof with the polar bears, and she secures the free end of her lasso to a large stone fixture there. The polar bears won’t be able to go anywhere, nor will they hurt themselves. She brushes her hands off as she steps back, speaking in a compassionate tone&nbsp; “I offer my humble apologies to you, majestic ones. But I have to leave you here for now. I shall return.”&nbsp; She nods to them as she turns, sprinting back to the skylight. <br><br>She leaps through and hangs there in the air, assessing the situation. The Batman is facing down some.. oddly dressed.. men. An armored man that seemed to be fighting a red blur.. some kind of weapon? But what truly stands out to her in this image of weirdness is the woman upon the stage. Some armed men now make their way towards her.. and while Diana can sense an aura of magic about the woman, she is about to be outnumbered, and the men are armed.&nbsp; “Cowards.”&nbsp; She hisses as she now lands between the oncoming thugs and Zatanna. One of the men opens fire with a pistol, and one of Diana’s hands moves almost in a blur. The bullet strikes the bracelets she wears, and it is safely deflected away. Another with a machine gun now opens fire on Zatanna and Diana, and with nearly the same amount of effort each and every bullet deflects off of her bracelets, her arms almost seeming to blur. He stops firing, and suddenly Diana is upon him. She grips the hot barrel of his gun and yanks it away from him, pulling him a little with it. She then smashes the gun against his head, knocking him out instantly. A fist to the gut of the other henchmen makes him crumble to the ground. Another henchman with a knife emerges behind Zatanna and starts towards her. Diana scoops up the half broken machine gun and hurls it towards the thug, hitting him square between the eyes. He cries out as his head snaps back, and he’s unconscious before he hits the ground. Diana now moves back towards Zatanna, surveying the rest of the battlefield. Her voice comes forth in an enthusiastic tone, a wide excited grin on her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Have no fear, sister. They will know defeat this day. All of them!”&nbsp; She clenches her hand into a fist and eyeballs the remaining thugs as she grins widely, thugs who are now untangling themselves from the wires.. and having serious second thoughts about whether or not this is worth what they are being paid.. <br><br>
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