Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC
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				Title: <strong>Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 16:12:56</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://bluraymedia.ign.com/bluray/image/article/102/1024904/justice-league-crisis-on-two-earths-20091110104756811_640w.jpg)<br><br><strong>The Watchtower</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> The Bridge Deck</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e8/ca/3e/e8ca3e543015006661692229afc18ff5.jpg)</div><strong>Description:</strong><br><br>Originally designed and paid for by Billionaire Bruce Wayne, he designed this orbiting space station as a base of operations for the Justice league. Originally the members consisted of himself as the Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, the Flash, Cyborg and Aquaman. The bridge holds the alien telporter tech which was designed by Wayne and Victor Stone aka Cyborg who used the Apokilption tech running in his circuits to create a telporter on the bridge of the Watchtower. Created by Darkseids boomtubes they are connected to several sister sights on Earth, one placed in each major city such as Gotham, Metropolis, Centeral City, Star City and Keywest. <br><br>The bridge also has a connection to each major communication device in orbit around the Earth meaning it is the most high teach computerised system in human existence. It can monitor all communications on Earth, cameras and phone calls on Earth. Designed to seek out all criminal activity on Earth.<br><br><strong>Other Information:</strong><br>From console's on The bridge can also activate weapons and clocking device options that Wayne and Stone built in place.<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> The Medical Bay</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/s--joYqak12--/c_scale,fl_progressive,q_80,w_800/1423182410795144774.jpg)</div><strong>Description:</strong><br><br>The Medical bay is located on the 10th floor of the space station and is equipped to deal with all kinds of injury's he League may encounter. Made up from the most state of the art western medicine available and stocked by cutting edge Wayne tech. Should the Leaguers need patching up they can come here for their injuries.<br><br><strong>Other Information:</strong><br>It also hosts a decomaniation chamber should any leaguers be infected with a parasite ore deadly virus.<br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Personal Quaters</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/22/44/5a/22445a113a61919cc75d5eebe5b4eb04.jpg)</div><strong>Description:</strong><br><br>On deck Eight are the crew quarters. A total of twelve rooms on deck each is perfectly furnished to the Leaguers needs. Even though they all live on Earth sometimes an overnight stay was required. Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash, Green lantern, Cyborg and Aquaman all had rooms full of personal effects and decorated to their own tastes. Each room is locked by a keypad outside the room and each resident had their own password to enter to ensure total privacy. Five bedrooms are still vaccinate for the New Leaguers to reside in should they need it. <br><br><strong>Other Information:</strong><br>Each bedroom is complete with its own on suit bathroom. </div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> The Training Room</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/da/bb/d8/dabbd825d07708617ec48a721d650e0f.jpg)</div><strong>Description:</strong><br><br>The Gymnasium was constructed by the Batman, Cyborg and Superman. It hosts all kinds of holographic training programmes for the League to participate in when practicing their skills and powers. Located on Deck Four.<br><strong>Other Information:</strong><br>The Gymnasium is primly made up from merged Kryptonian tech with state of the art Earth tech.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; <br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2016, 22:01:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/24/ee/fb/24eefb8e566af2ac3184b1742e385e9a.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Black Canary (Dinah Laurel Lance)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; 0330 (3:30 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> WatchTower Bridge<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> New Justice League Members<br><strong>Open:</strong> To Hawkman, Hawkgirl, Tempest, Supergirl, Azreal, Raven, Green Arrow<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Dinah walked through the cold halls of the Watchtower Saterlight, this place was AMAZING. Like something out of a SCFI film or something. All Built by the Original seven Justice League members. The true heroes of the planet, but now they were gone. Off on a mission into space to protect the planet from Darkseids Invasion force once more. But the Batman did not leave the planet without putting a contingency team in place. He reached out to herself and others to step in while the League was gone.<br><br>Dinah he foolishly made team leader, a position the 27 year old blonde was not too happy with. Yes she was experienced working in a team unit as she had during her team 7 days, working alongside the likes of Slade Wilson and Amanda Waller this should be all rights be a cakewalk. But the mission of the League was to protect the Earth at all costs. You couldn't get more responsibility then that and Dinah knew it. She felt sick and had for the last week since this *Team* had started to assemble itself with the Batman having reached out to every new member before he took off into space with the rest of his team.<br><br>The Black Canary wandered into the bridge area to see it was empty, only the humming of the stations power system and the incredible view of space to keep her company. She punched one fist into her other hand and walked down to the command table which still had trinkets and things on it she presumed were Wonder Womans given how old they looked. She smirked to herself and shook her head, what had she agreed to? Yes she was a trained fighter and former government agent, and yes she did have a meta power, a super sonic scream, but the Justice League had been demi Gods for Christ sake, how could anyone ever replace that? And surely wouldn't the foes of the League realize that pretty quick. <br><br>Still they had some heavy hitters on the squad like Supergirl. Who as far as anyone knew was just as powerful as her big cousin Superman. As well as a new and younger&nbsp; Flash who also seemed as skilled as his older counterpart, Hawkman and Hawkwoman too winged demi god fighters who seemed so skilled in combat it was scary. Raven an all powerful magical sorceress, who`s skills were up there with Zatanna and John Constantine. Tempest a fairly new hero but one Batman had been keeping his eye on for awhile. And finally Green Arrow, a skilled vigilante who had been a former disciple of Ra`s Al Ghul, but he was all better now and willing to use his skills for good. Dinah sighed to herself as she thought of the Arrow, she had to convince him to join this new League. The Bat had asked her to go to Star City personally to do it. Dinah had teamed up with the Green Arrow a couple of years ago, when she was just starting out as the Black Canary. An attraction had always been there between the two of them and when she went over to recruit him this got well.....heated.<div class="floatright">(https://i0.wp.com/24.media.tumblr.com/6da5ec01f4502caacea9d8c29c0800d7/tumblr_n0k363r2AS1sna39no8_250.gif)</div><br>Safe to Say Green Arrow was on the team for the time being. Dinah smiled and blushed as she thought about that passionate night with him. She then was snapped out of her thoughts. The main computer was beeping as a message was coming through, it was the main alarm which interacted a meta human threat was going on and needed the Leagues attention.<br><br>Dinah rushed over and looked at the message which was waiting for her at the computer screen, she gasped when she read what it was telling her. It was a full on prison break at Blackgate Penitentiary at Gotham Bay and Superman was the one breaking the prisoners out? What? But he was in Space with Batman and the rest of the Justice League, Dinah frowned as she read the reports that he had freed the villain known as Bane and in turn Bane had released two other prisoner's, Two Face and Clayface, both were dangerous mad men. <br><br>Canary wasted no time in putting out the call to the other New Leaguers, she went over to the communication console and put out a message that would be received by each of her new team-mates. "Justice League, this is Black Canary. We have a situation, Blakegate Prison is under attack....prisoners are been realised.....and I think....its by Superman." She said with a frown, she didn't know if the rest of the team were up here on the Watchtower ore back down on Earth, but the teleporting boom tubes would soon transport them up from the planet if that was the case. As she waited to be joined she attempted to get through directly to Blakegate from the communication console but it was sadly to no use. If they had to go up against an evil superman she wasn't sure how the team would fair. Even with Supergirl herself with them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 02:01:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ebNp3eAXKMI/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Chris Knight<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Tempest<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1030 EDT, March 22, 2016 (0330 UTC, March 23, 2106)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis, Suicide Slums<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Black Canary <strong>Mentioned: Supergirl, New Justice League Members</strong><br><strong>Open:</strong> Azreal, Black Canary, Flash, Green Arrow, Hawkgirl, Hawkman, Raven, Supergirl<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Chris looked out of the broken window of the warehouse he was at, overlooking towards the north, to the rest of Suicide Slums that was before him.&nbsp; The window was broken enough, and the space about him such that he had no issue maintaining contact with <em>Invidia</em> if he should need too.&nbsp; It had been a quiet night, in which it allowed Chris to reflect upon events that had happened these last few weeks.&nbsp; While Chris took his gifts seriously, and dedicated himself to aiding Metropolis where he could, he did not believe he was such a player to attract that much attention in the meta-human community.&nbsp; Then to his secure computer server he gets a file to end all files, from Batman none the less.&nbsp; The magnitude of it was still enough to give Chris pause.<br><br>The Justice League.&nbsp; Never in his wildest imagination did Chris think he would be a part of such an organization.&nbsp; He was not so naive to think that as Tempest he was completely unknown.&nbsp; He had earned a small bit of press even though he did the best to ignore it.&nbsp; That Batman knew who Chris was had been a sobering experience.&nbsp; Chris had not been diligent about his identity, and his actions in Japan were not something that could be swept under the rug.&nbsp; Not even the USAF had that amount of pull.&nbsp; Kara Zor-El knew who Chris was, and he had partnered with her on occasion.&nbsp; Well <em>partnered</em> would be a bit strong of a word.&nbsp; Cleaned up as she did the heavy lifting of the incident was more like it.&nbsp; She also had the intelligence to figure out who Chris was.&nbsp; <br><br>At the time he did not think twice about it.&nbsp; By that time he had built a relationship with Kara, or at the very least they were friendly and respected one another, not only for their abilities, but for their minds as well.&nbsp; It was a two way street, or at least Chris like to think it was.&nbsp; He saw it as such and that opinion held weight.&nbsp; Chris was not as zealous as some at keeping his identity secret.&nbsp; While he did not flaunt it to the public, Chris really had no family, no significant other, no real friends that were not meta-humans themselves.&nbsp; Chris had assumed that any meta-human close to him was capable enough to defend themselves.&nbsp; Still, Chris did not broadcast out who he was to the public at large, for fear of the unintended consequences it may cause.&nbsp; It was clear he was going to need to keep a tighter grip about that.&nbsp; He did not want careless disregard to end up being a threat to the League.<br><br>Chris was about to call it quits for tonight, perhaps asking his air spirit <em>Invidia</em> to track down Kara, see if she was up for another discussion.&nbsp; He enjoyed talking about events and technology with Kara.&nbsp; Chris looked forward at times to his long conversations with Kara.&nbsp; She was a person he could talk to, not only about items that interested them both, but also vent a little.&nbsp; It helped keep Chris balanced so as not to repeat what happened in Japan.&nbsp; A way to purge negative emotions as time before the leaked and tainted the spirits he called upon for his abilities.&nbsp; Not to mention Kara was an easy woman to chat with, and took Chris' mind off of what he had lost in the past.<br><br>All of that was interrupted when Black Canary's voice came over the League intercom.&nbsp; At her words Chris could not believe it.&nbsp; It could not be Superman.&nbsp; No way did Chris think for a minute that he would be involved, not in such a blatant and violent act.&nbsp; No there had to be something else too this.&nbsp; Chris was not in the same league as Batman when it came to deductive reasoning and coming up with the information that he did, making the leaps of logic that turned out to be sure brilliance, but he was no slouch either.&nbsp; In his previous life he had the highest closure rate of cases, and Chris had not let that training go to waste.&nbsp; Still, analyzing the crime scene needed to come after, right now there was a need undo and contain the damage already done.<br><br>Chris activated his communicator.&nbsp; He needed to do so now before he took off.&nbsp; While Chris at times still marveled and revealed at the freedom of flight, <em>Invidia</em> was far from quiet, and when Chris flew, it took a wind stream swirling about the speed of a class one tornado, and all the wind noise that accompanied it.&nbsp; Try talking into a cellphone with just a thirty mile wind blowing in the background and anyone that would be able to pick up every third word was lucky indeed. The noise increased in speed and sound the faster that Chris urged <em>Invidia</em>, making any communication save mental impossible, and even mental was problematic as maintaining a wind stream for flight require more than a small bit of focus and concentration on his part.&nbsp; Bottom line, if Chris wanted to be heard and understood, he needed to do so before he took off and few towards the action.&nbsp; As much as Chris wanted to be in the action and fly there as fast as <em>Invidia</em> could take him, he followed long driven into him protocol and responded.<br>&nbsp; <br><strong><em>"Canary, this is Tempest.&nbsp; I am currently in Suicide Slum.&nbsp; It would take me less than three minutes to respond.&nbsp; It won't be quiet, but it will be fast.&nbsp; Let me know if you want me to respond to the threat.</em></strong>&nbsp; Chris then waited for the answer.&nbsp; Already about him the air started to circulate.&nbsp; Small items of light litter like paper and such rising and fluttering about the small wind stream, <em>Invidia</em> already sensing Chris' mood and thoughts and anticipating his actions.&nbsp; She was getting ready to launch Chris fast into the air, and she too was like a large dog straining at a leash, pulling its owner for a ride as he went for a walk, exited and eager.&nbsp; Such was what it was like to harness the pure elemental power of the air, to be holding onto <em>Invidiia</em> by the scruff of her neck till he knew where he was to go.&nbsp; Then he would indulge <em>Invidia's</em> eagerness, as well as his own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sirian Eve</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 04:30:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/7a/8c/c4/7a8cc4377af381ab67063e6c1a9ec5a1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Sheira Hall<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Hawkwoman<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1030 EDT, March 22, 2016 (0330 UTC, March 23, 2106)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watchtower. Gymnasium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Black Canary <br><strong>Open:</strong> Azreal, Black Canary, Flash, Green Arrow, Tempest, Hawkman, Raven, Supergirl<br><strong>Warnings: None]<br></strong><hr><br>The punching back rattled wildly as another wild punch was delivered. Followed by a right hook and then an uppercut. Sheira has no idea where all this pent up energy was coming from. She was aggravated, frustrated in ways&nbsp; she couldn't begin to follow. Usually a good punching bag would help he channel some of the frustration, but the energy inside her was back logged. It was the dreams,the visions, the hallucinations or whatever they were. Last one nearly cost her the mission. The mission was the important thing, but she had grown tired, weary almost. A vacation is what she really needed. A vacation wouldn't happen any time soon though. Why? With the main leaguers out on a mission to save the universe from Darkseid. The second wave of available heroes where left to defend the earth.&nbsp; That was always the mission, not letting the villians know however that Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman and the rest were off world was the illusion that had to maintain. No need for Lex to get more ballsy than usual.<br><br>With an axel kick she nearly busted the bag open. Sweat beating her brow, she looked to the clock on the wall. Six hours and counting. She had been at this all night or day, whatever.&nbsp; Sheira decided to call it quits for the time being and headed to the showers. It seemed like the only&nbsp; moment where time would slow down long enough to enjoy herself was when warm water was hitting her body. Her thoughts drifted to times past and one particular hawk in question. She closed her eyes as the warm water ran down her face, shoulders and backside. His name was Carter Hall, so he says, a Thanagarian from what she knew.&nbsp; She recalled the first time she met him and ever since then tried to push that little encounter as far back into her mind as possible. Even now she laughed at the thought of him being some crazed fan boy that got a hold of her people's technology, but even she couldn't deny some of the things he said. Cancelling the thought , she opened her eyes and turned off the water.<br><br>Black Canary's voice came on the comm. She sounded stressed. A breakout had occurred in Gotham and Superman was behind it??? Grabbing a towel. Sheira grabbed her Nth metal mace, wings and uniform and headed out towards the control deck. She could dry off on the way. She flew up to the Watchtower bridge when it was in sight and landed next to Canary. She had not yet put her mask. but she was fully dressed. Her mace in right hand she looked to the blonde young woman, a fighter in her own right. <em>" Dinah, did you really say Superman?</em>" She had to make sure she heard right. Immediately she knew it had to some sort of imposter. Clayface? He had been put away. Metallo? Possibly..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 06:23:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/c8/cf/a6/c8cfa6b1a23455ac544b098de4c4df65.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Carter Hall | Hawkman<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; 0330 (3:30 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watchtower Bridge<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://cdn2.hubspot.net/hub/164783/file-18270983-jpg/images/haw.jpg?t=1406658395547)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>Open:</strong> To Hawkman, Hawkgirl, Tempest, Supergirl, Azreal, Raven, Green Arrow<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br><em>Ssshk!</em> <em>Ssshk!</em> <em>Ssshk!</em><br><br>The black whetstone was held between his index and middle fingers with his thumb steadying it from the side. A massive ax sat in his lap, its curved and razor edge directed away from him as he glided the stone across it.<br><br><em>Ssshk!</em><br><br>The weapon was only one of a countless number of Nth metal weapons that lined the walls of his quarters. He had a collection of ancient weaponry forged and cast from the alloy of his people. The Thanagarian was seated on a bed layered with pelts from numerous beasts and monsters. His brick-like muscles shifted beneath his flesh from his slight and rhythmic motions as his dark brows lowered in contemplation and concentration, his blue orbs reflecting the motions of his hand and whetstone as he dragged it along the wedge. A thoughtful frown was on his lips as his mind delved into longing fantasies about his wife.<br><br>As patient as he was to wait for her—wait for the day where she wouldn’t look at him as though he were hollow—it was torture knowing that your heart was right there. His very love and life was within his reach, and yet she didn’t feel the same. He couldn’t force her. If she ever decided to hate him, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it. Ever since they both had been invited to The League, he kept his distance. He kept his affections to himself. He hadn’t made a good first impression trying to convert her back to Shayera Hol by telling her things most people wouldn’t know—shouldn’t have known. She thought that he was a stalker and…a <em>fan boy.</em> That was what she called him.<br><br>His frown stretched in disgust at the thought.<br><br>Lowering the stone, Carter rocked forward off his bed and rose to his feet. He swung the ax up onto his shoulder and closing his eyes, he started to pace his room. His loose black pants hung comfortably off his hips beneath the defined V of his abdomen. The pants legs had been loose to grant his strong legs room as the material moved like liquid to his leisure stride.<br><br><em>I have cursed myself waking so soon</em>, Carter thought. One of them would have awakened eventually, but he had wished that he still had remained ignorant so that he didn’t have to suffer being the first to know. <em>All I can do is keep her safe.</em><br><br>Sheira didn’t like when he hovered, but he believed that she held a secret appreciation for his backup. They had always had each other’s backs in the past. He was her Wingman.<br><br><strong>Justice League, this is Black Canary…</strong><br><br>Carter paused in his pacing and turned an ear to the intercom.<br><br><strong>We have a situation, Blackgate Prison is under attack…prisoners are being released…</strong><br><br>He shrugged his ax off his shoulder and held it out, turning its edge upward to inspect it. The edge might have been too much for beating criminals. His blue eyes flicked upwards to a hammer on a wall rack. Hm…he might not have been allowed to kill them, but he could hammer some sense back into their skulls. As a cop, he wouldn’t have been able to do such things. Thus, the Justice League was his release.<br><br><strong>…and I think…it’s by Superman.</strong><br><br>“Superman?” Carter thought aloud in shock. But Superman was in another dimension. Had Darkseid done something to him? Brainwashed him? “I thought you were stronger than that…(he’s speaking as though he were talking to Superman)”<br><br>Glancing at his ax again, Carter delicately ran his thumb along the ax blade as his skin parted into a superficial cut. He wanted to use his ax more than ever now, but he knew that he wouldn’t have been allowed to. His upper lip quirked in irritation as a low, exasperated growl left him.<br><br>“Something tells me that this mission is going to be a pain in the ass…”<br><br>Carter glanced over to his winged helm and harness posted in their place upon the wall. The bronze-like eagle helm shining with a buffed luster in the light of his room.<br><br>Hawkman arrived at The Watchtower Bridge, a Nth hammer dangling in his grip. There was a solemn expression on his face as he walked over to stand next to Sheira (out of old habit), but addressed Black Canary: “I received your message. Superman; are you sure? Not Bizarro, but Superman?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ascia</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 08:47:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb396/rubixon/karabbw_zpsvutvypzn.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1030 EDT, March 22, 2016 (0330 UTC, March 23, 2106)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mars &gt;&gt; Watchtower<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All.<br><strong>Open:</strong> All.<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br><strong>....…it’s by Superman.</strong><br><br>Kara's first ten hours in Metropolis, she saw no less than a thousand Superman shirts. Some out in the open, some drying on lines, some for sale, some peeking out under sweaters and button-ups. She even saw one on a guy walking into LexCorp; he must be a popular guy. A few of them even looked like Kal-El. Kinda, sorta, if she squinted. She was half-tempted to throw one on herself, but that no one instantly knew her for Supergirl sometimes was already kind of a shock to her. Why tempt fate? And the only ones that ever got it? <br><br>Kids. <br><br>Kara loved kids; she watched Kal-El whenever Lara needed naps or to make an appearance somewhere. Looking back on it, she was stupid for not thinking they might plan to send her along with the infant. She was just old enough to be able to provide true protection while young enough to provide it with certainty. She was also the smallest, even among Lara and Kara's own mother. And if her craft was too slow and didn't make it? It's not like she had better prospects on the surface of Krypton. Her father worried about the sexism on the planet, but Jor-El insisted on Earth no man could harm Kara.<br><br>Every woman in the room laughed. Even Kara knew that where there were men, there would be hurt women. But it was just like Jor-El to think nothing of the emotional, and focus purely on the minutely scientific. In a lot of ways, she missed the old nerd. Feelings that had to be shut down and compartmentalized, to be cut off, immediately. The last time Kara spent time thinking about her family, she cried for two hours. There wasn't time for that, and quite frankly, Kara Zor-El was sick and tired of crying over her past. <br><br>Kara responded out of courtesy, muting the headset she wore and having Sanctuary send a text response to Black Canary, "omw." The AI used a few nanites to keep a read on most parts of Kara's mind. It helped with multitasking, and they could be easily removed. It also helped her keep up two lines of communication at the same time, one between the headset, and the boy she was texting using said nano-neural link to Sanctuary. Besides, repairing a wheel and some solar circuitry was something Kara did with toys when she was a little kid.<br><br>...yeah, she was from a family of science nerds. <br><br>When she finished and her eyes took that half-heartbeat to cool from laservision, the small floating dark grey Kryptonian construct moved into position to take the selfie--Kara leaning in close with the NASA mars rover. The headseat she wore? Read "NASA" on it. She hadn't asked for it, but they insisted on her taking it. Kara picked her battles, and used the headset.<br><br>Immediately, she heard a crackle in her ear. "Supergirl, Houston. Did you just--"<br><br>"--I did, Houston, you'll see it on Instagram soon." Kara smiled, her eyes scanning the distance, catching a large Martian dust storm kicking up haze into the dim tan colored expanse of sky and red rock below that seemed to go on forever, even for Kara. It was a dead place, and best left as a graveyard. But that was a Kryptonian view. Krypton knew of dead planets, but instead sought out the ones with life. Resources were allocated accordingly to priority. Research on Krypton was a bloody political business. Humans saw Mars as 'what was next' for themselves as a species. "Signing off, Houston, company calls. I'll leave the headset with the rover."<br><br>Kara ignored the protests, and ordered Sanctuary to "accessory mode"; where the AI disappeared under her cape and onto her suit. Taking off in the thin atmosphere of Mars was like sliding on ice when she took flight. Watch Tower quickly appeared, and then just kept getting bigger, and bigger. It was a strange feeling for Kara to be there without either Diana or Bruce. To say nothing of Kal-El, without him there people would see her and their symbol and...expect everything they expected from Kal-El. It was a heavy, heavy, thing. Heavy as it was, she entered Watch Tower and came floating in fast. One moment it was the birds; Hawks and the Canary. The very next moment Kara stood with them; behind them so she could get a moment to eye the bunch of them. <br><br>The two would've made a cute couple, had just looking at them not been so...awkward. The Canary had a slightly increased heartrate, and her skin seemed ever-so-slightly flush under Kara's enhanced vision. The whole group seemed on more edge than one. Kara never announced herself, and just let Black Canary discover her when she turned to look at the others. She had nothing to add, so she kept quiet. She'd learn more about her teammates that way. Besides, it wasn't Kal-El doing this evil thing. <br><br>Kara knew that with the same certainty she had in knowing Krypton was dead, and never coming back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CyrusTheRed</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 13:53:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/9/96/Azrael_Michael_Lane_0004.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20121221163825)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Azrael (Daniel Vandal) <br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; 0320/0330, 3.23.16<br><strong>Location:</strong> O'Mally's Pub @ First St. &amp; Robinson Row / Gotham City<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>Open:</strong> Gotham Team<br><hr><br>The slush of fog that rolled in from Gotham harbor filled the city with a grey silence that threatened to strangle anyone foolish enough to still roam the streets. Still it was a city that never slept so it never stayed quiet long. The biting wind picked up once again dragging a fresh batch of bitter cold air howling between the old harbor shacks and warehouses drowning out the noise of taxis and traffic that lingered from Broadway in the city center. Of course Carol De La Torre couldn't hear any of that from street level, nor would she have likely cared as she tightened her loose petty coat and fumbled to lock the doors of the famed "O'Mally's" pub. A bulging envelope full of the nights cash sat uncomfortably in her coat pocket, but it wasn't like she could leave it at the bar not after the safe had been stolen only a week before in the dead of night. Finally hearing the dull thud of tumblers and pins catching she turned her collar up and stepped onto the sidewalk. She was tired from another late night working the bar crowd, even worse her boss Mr. Craig had made her stay late to close alone- it wasn't her fault what was about to happen but as she ignorantly stepped to cross the empty road she didn't have the slightest clue what awaited her in the alley ahead. She walked across the road with her back toward the pub never looking back to notice the strange hunched figure in white and red positioned on the roof of the pub hazily bathed in the fluorescent pink light of a Shreck's Outlet billboard. As she entered the alley way the stranger stood to his full six feet four inches. Extending his right arm outward a high tension cable fires out from his gauntlet and latches to the roof across the road adjacent to the alley. No maybes about it anymore, it was time to work.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>"Mornin' Lovely!" a strangely familiar voice rang out to Carol from the darkness of the alley way. Carol stopped dead in her tracks and instinctively gripped the thick envelope in her pocket. Out of the shadows stepped a short but thick man in front of her, and another tall and lanky one behind her. Both wore simple black mask to hide their faces. "Oh she looks scared Crash!" the thick one said mockingly. "Well no worries there sexy! We're actually... very friendly." the tall one finished as they both closed distance on her. The next moments happened in an instant but couldn't have been closer to slow motion from Carol's perspective. "Keep away from me!" Carol screamed as the vigilante descended on the group from the roof top wasting no time crushing 'Crash' under his full body weight as he did so. The crunch of bone and muscle paired with the wide eyed horror of the fat thief was too much for Carol as she slumped to the ground covering her head. A gale of heavy wind flew over her catching the remaining man in a death grip and held his entire weight up against the brick wall with one razored gauntlet. Carol looked up feeling giddy with her luck and said "Thank you Batma..." she trailed off finally seeing her stalking hero in full light. It wasn't Batman as she had assumed but rather a different hero though dressed slightly similarly to the bat- wearing flowing white with hints of red and gold adorning his costume right down to the giant twin swords he wore on his back.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>Azrael didn't acknowledge her as he began to interrogate his victim. <strong>"You are apart of Black Mask crew! What's his involvement with the latest Intergang shipments coming into Gotham? He ran security for the last shipment but I know it goes deeper. TALK!"</strong> Azrael boldly threatened. "Oh jesus there's another one of you bat freaks? Please man I don't know nothing, I was just on my way home from the shipyard honest!" the thug tried to lie, badly. Irritated Azrael pulled the man's hood off with his free hand, though he tried to fight it. "Shit! NO! PLEASE!" the thug begged. With the mask off Carol could finally see her attackers face and was surprised by it. "Mr. Craig?! You? How could you?" Carol said shocked that her boss had actually tried to rob her for the pub till, and horrified at what else might have been. "Listen Carol- It's not like it looks I swe-" Mr. Craig tried to explain until he was cut off by a violent cross hook from the robed hero rendering him unconscious. Without a word toward Carol, Azrael hefted the bulk of the unconscious man onto his shoulder and once again aimed his gauntlet toward the sky firing his grapple and disappearing onto the roof tops leaving the stunned waitress alone to gather herself.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>The personal interview with Mr. Craig was short and sweet, he was a liar and a low ranking member of Intergang who knew little to nothing beyond the date and time of the next delivery. Azrael wondered if he could have gotten more from the man, but he'd never shared the Batman's special touch for interrogation- the thugs just never seemed to open up to him the same. Leaving Craig tied and dangling from a lamp post near his former place of employment, Azrael made his way to the roof of Davis Tower to plan his next move. As the clock ticked over to 3:30am Azrael began to hear the unmistakable whine of sirens coming from the south- coming from BlackGate. Through his mask Azrael zoomed his view onto the outer walls of the prison only two miles away in Gotham Bay just in time to see a streak of blue and red rocket from the center and take off north. It was clear to Azrael that his night wasn't over by a long shot, trouble at Blackgate or Arkham always meant trouble for Gotham and with Batman and Nightwing outside of the city it fell to him. Before he could depart however the heads up display in his mask alerted him to the incoming JL emergency frequency, opening the communications channel he was met with the voice of Black Canary.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>"Justice League, this is Black Canary. We have a situation, Blackgate Prison is under attack....prisoners are been released.....and I think....its by Superman."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>Touching the side of his mask lightly, Azrael opens the communication channel to respond. <strong>"Watchtower, this is Azrael. I have eyes on Blackgate right now, no solid information yet but I did see something fly away at high speed toward the north. I am en route to Blackgate now and will send a status report shortly."</strong> he finished before stepping off the edge of the skyscraper and disappearing into the grey morning sky gliding quickly and silently south toward the prison in chaos. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>30-03-2016, 19:10:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/24/ee/fb/24eefb8e566af2ac3184b1742e385e9a.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://pbs.twimg.com/media/CPnNNcWUAAEhf_N.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Black Canary (Dinah Laurel Lance)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; (3:45 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> WatchTower Bridge<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and Grey long sleeved t-shirt, dark pants and leather boots=Black Canary costume<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> New Justice League Members<br><strong>Open:</strong> To Tempest (On comms), Hawkwoman, Hawkman, Supergirl and Azreal,<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Dinah had her head in her hands as she waited for the rest of the new team to check in with her. The first was Tempest, Dinah knew very little about him only that the Batman himself vouched for the handsome new hero. He said he had a lot of potential and as such he was a member of the League. Tempest came in over the communications system. <strong>"Canary, this is Tempest.&nbsp; I am currently in Suicide Slum.&nbsp; It would take me less than three minutes to respond.&nbsp; It won't be quiet, but it will be fast.&nbsp; Let me know if you want me to respond to the threat."</strong> True enough he could get to the prison pretty fast, but if Superman was involved and maybe under the influence of something, like Kryptoniate or mind control he could end up killing Tempest.&nbsp; Dinah sent a direct message just to Tempest and spoke to him. "Negative Tempest. Your not going in alone. If it is Superman, or a Krpytoanian...none of us are strong enough to deal with them aloe. Report to the Watchtower to get back up. Use the teleporter in Gotham City to get up here, its about fifteen minutes form youre current location. Im patching you through the co-ordinats now." Canary said as she did just that. <br><br>No sooner had Black Canary spoken to Chris Night was she joined by a member of the team. The beautiful and fierce Hawkwoman was on deck. <br>The winged warrior was dressed for battle, only her helmet was absent. <strong>" Dinah, did you really say Superman?"</strong> Hawkwoman asked her concern was written all over her face. "I think so.....that's what the reports state." Dinah said as she turned and got out of her chair to look at Hawkwoman head on. "But I remember once hearing about a cyborg Superman that was defective so it could be that? or an imposter....I dunno.....whatever IT is we need to stop it and get those escaped prisoners back in custardy." She said determined as Hawkman joined the two heroines. <br><br><strong>“I received your message. Superman; are you sure? Not Bizarro, but Superman?”</strong> He said brining to attention Superman had a warped doppelganger from another Earth who was the exact opposite of the Man of Steel.&nbsp; "We don't know....it could be Bizzaro.....or Cyborg Superman....or another clone....or a Krytpoian dressed as him...." Dinah said as she crossed her arms over her chest and shrugged. Then in a split second Supergirl was stood beside them and looking sombre. "Hey Kara....we were just saying we don't think its necessarily your cousin breaking these prisoners out. It could be Bizzaro or Cyborg Superman...." She then frowned as she remembered it was Wonder Woman who told her that it was Supergirl who had destroyed the Kryptoanin Cyborg which had copied her cousin. "Wait a minute didn't you destroy that copy?" She said as she looked directly at the Girl of Tommrow. <br><br>"Well then maybe its Bizzaro or a shape changer?" She said thinking it could be a white Martian that was less friendly then Jonn Jonnz. "Whatever it is I know we can stop it." Dinah said rather to herself more then to the other three stood with her. <br>Just then the communication device went off and Dinah turned to answer it. <strong> "Watchtower, this is Azrael. I have eyes on Blackgate right now, no solid information yet but I did see something fly away at high speed toward the north. I am en route to Blackgate now and will send a status report shortly." </strong> Dinah tried to contact him to abort his descent without back up but for some reason the single was low. Damm! If only she was as skilled with computers as her best friend Barbara Gordon aka Batgirl.<br><br>So she tapped away and got back through to Tempest. "Tempest. Belay my last order and head to Balckgate. Azrael is on his way and I can't get hold of him, but find him and hold your position until the rest of the team gets there!" She ordered in her very official tone.<br>Dinah turned back around to her three new team-mates.&nbsp; "Give me five mins!" She indicated to them as she rushed away and towards one of the changing rooms just off from the main bridge. Inside was three hung up versions of her Black Canary costume. She stripped out of her civilian clothes, down to her underwear and then into her full&nbsp; leather Black Canary costume. Complete with a blonder wig then her natural hair and a face mask, with gloves and belt which carried her staff which was broken down into a smaller form she could carry. <br><br>It took Dinah all of four and a half minutes to change and she headed back out to the other Three on the main bridge."I don't know how much longer we can wait for Raven, Flash and Arrow. DO you feel comfortable going into the field just us?" She asked them knowing full well weather or not they felt comfortable doing it, fighting as a team wouldn't matter....fact was they were needed on the ground. But Dinah felt like she needed to ask, Hell she hated been team-leader.....WAHT had Batman been thinking?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 03:40:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y331/ReverseAdonis/6f227cea-f498-4c11-8f7b-41ff2f4e6403_zpsn0ht6x7n.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Rachel Roth<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Raven<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 0330, March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watchtower, Personal Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Mentioned:</strong><br><br>Inside a particular room on Deck 8, all of the artificial lights were snuffed out. The only sources of light into the room were the eerily arranged candles spread around the edges of the room, even the windows having been set to their maximum tint to prevent starlight and the earth itself from being seen. Small stacks of various kinds of books were placed seemingly haphazardly around the room, a small chair and eisel were in one corner, an unmade bed in another. Various nicknacks were places about by the room's owner, a young woman that was currently floating in midair in the very center of the chamber, legs crossed underneath her and hands resting in her lap.<br><br><em>"Justice League, this is Black Canary. We have a situation, Blakegate Prison is under attack....prisoners are been realised.....and I think....its by Superman."</em><br><br>Rachel Roth, more commonly known as the former Teen Titan Raven, let out a quiet sigh as she raised both her hands and clenched her fists. With a delicate thrum of power the candles were snuffed, and another gentle push the room's keypad was nudged, removing the tinting from the windows and flooding the room with more light. The curvy half-demon moved to stand rather than levitate, stretching out her body before reaching out and pulling her cloak to her, wrapping it around herself and pulling the hood low.<br><br>When the call had come out for new members to be recruited to the Justice League, Raven had been one of the first to be called, and one of the first to answer. Through her interactions with the Teen Titans she had met Batman on several occasions, and her empathy showed her that he was a man that could be trusted to handle things if they came to the worst. Her . . past issues and parentage were well-known by him, and he supported her idea of having back-up plans just in case she became controlled by villainous forces again. Placing her amongst the greatest heroes of the age meant that should anything go wrong, there would be plenty of people nearby to take her out, and that's just the way she liked it. It might be a rather grim view, but she really would prefer being taken out to being made to cause more pain and destruction . . .<br><br>With a pulling-up motion her soulself was called forth, wrapping around her body before twisting out of existance. There was only a slight delay before the figure of a black bird appeared on the Watchtower bridge, opening it's arms wide to reveal Raven walking towards Black Canary and the others, her heels tapping out a staccato rhythm against the floor as her soulself faded away into her shadow.<br><br><strong>"I apologize." </strong>Raven's voice was always odd. There wasn't much volume to it, but there was always a heavy . . feeling to it, in a way that could catch a room's attention with ease. <strong>"You caught me in the middle of my meditations. I can take us immediately to meet up with . . . Azrael."</strong> She truly hated that name. Not surprising, considering who she was and her past, but there wasn't much that could be done about that. <strong>"Do we have a way of tracking this so-called Superman? I doubt that he is the real deal, all things considered, but even if he has half the powers of Superman it would be wise to ensure we keep track of him."</strong> She reached a hand up to the stray locks of dark hair peeking out from under her hood, toying with them as she eyed the various assembled heroes. It was definately a motley crew that they had, but she was counting on them. Raven was doing her best to not outright say that it could be the true Superman, but she knew enough about mind control and dark magicks that she knew anything was possible . . .
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MasterOfMyFate</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 04:39:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdnau.ibtimes.com/sites/au.ibtimes.com/files/styles/v2_article_large/public/2014/08/14/450330-actor-stephen-amell-arrives-at-the-2014-peoples-choice-awards.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTU4ODkzNTA4NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTgwMTYzNzMyNjE@._V1_UY1200_CR750,0,630,1200_AL_.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Oliver Queen (Green Arrow)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; (3:45 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> Some white collared party -&gt; The streets<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tuxedo -&gt; Green Arrow Costume<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> New Justice League Members<br><strong>Open:</strong> Black Canary<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"... so then I said-" Oliver, holding a glass of champange in hand, was talking to a few guest donators to a function he and his mother were holding in Gotham. The function was designed to fund the research of aiding in victims of "Meta-Human" attacks within Gotham. Normally Queen Industries did not explore many ventures outside of Star City much less a function focused on donating towards the cause that one Bruce Wayne started not too long ago with the formation of new heroes surfacing within every major city. But with said Wayne apparent heir being out of town, Oliver took it upon himself to personally fund the cause and was hosting this event in hopes to add to the other one precenter donators. At least, that was the story Oliver Queen tells those who were interested. In reality, Oliver Queen was here on behest of Batman indirectly for his work as the Green Arrow. Despite being a recent victim of circumstance not too long ago, Bruce Wayne trusted Oliver Queen's Green Arrow to aid in the Justice League's duties in Gotham. Oliver wasn't totally convinced originally, but Batman understood how to convince Oliver Queen using his weak spots over a certain attractive bird of prey. Speaking of which...<br><br>"Justice League, this is Black Canary. We have a situation, Blakegate Prison is under attack....prisoners are been realised.....and I think....its by Superman." Jeez, what a time to cut a conversation. "Excuse me, I need to address something real quick." Oliver stated as he cut his story short. Walking away, Oliver was about to address Dinah's message but was interrupted by the other Queen family member who was visiting this night; his mother. "Oliver, where are you going so quickly? I'd like to introduce you to-" Moira Queen, the previous CEO of Queen Industries, intercepted Oliver before he was about to leave which Oliver immediately cut off her sentence with one of his own. "Mother, I need to attend to some business." Oliver stated. His mother, immediately understanding what business Oliver was about to undertake, was very inclined to stop him from continuing this path. "Oliver please. You have spent an entire month back. You put all of that behind in the past. I just got you back. I can't have you going out there again." Moira Queen was very adamant about stopping Oliver. She knew, even before he "died", how Oliver spent his spare time fighting crime. Being a victim of circumstance herself from the same man that killed Oliver, she feared what would happen to her son next if he ever took his bow back in hand. "Mother. I'm going. I'm a grown man who is old enough to make his own mistakes. Mistakes that may save the lives of you and Thea in the long run. I'm sorry. But I got to go." Oliver spoke to his mother in a hushed tone. His mother, not seeing a way to stop her son, grimaced as she moved out of his way. In response, Oliver hugged his mom with one arm and kissed her cheek. "I will be back soon. Just try to stay away from a TV." Oliver said as he briskly walked out of the building that was holding the function. <br><br>"Green Arrow to Black Canary. Sorry I wasn't answering. I was a bit distracted by a party. I'm enroute to Blackgate. I meet up with Air Bender and Ezio in eta 10 minutes. I will get a good look at it in a bit. Just do me a favor and let me know when ever you are available for dinner some time." Unlike most heroes, Oliver was the type to be... not Batman when he does his hero business. Even with other heroes, Oliver is talkative and joking. Especially with pretty ladies like the pretty bird he worked with before. Sending a signal to his home base in Star City on top of the roof of the building he was originally in, Oliver was met with a giant tube about the size of himself that lodged itself into the ground. A little bit of tech he learned to use from the Dark Knight... well more plagerizing, but it was all free game. Opening it up, Oliver was presented with his "other" business suit. With the routine of putting on the suit fresh in Oliver's mind, Oliver was immediately dressed with his Oneida Kestrel custom compound bow in hand and his arsenal of trick arrows on his back. Grappling down to the ground, Green Arrow "comondeered" a motorcycle nearby and began speeding to his destination.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sirian Eve</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 15:51:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/04/88/a6/0488a606faf3c0a9e070e092c4d5057a.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Sheira Hall l Hawkwoman<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;(4:00 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> WatchTower Bridge<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Uniform<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> New Justice League Members<br><strong>Open:</strong> To Hawkman, Hawkwoman, Tempest, Supergirl, Azreal, Raven, Green Arrow<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>"I think so.....that's what the reports state." Dinah said as she turned and got out of her chair to look at Hawkwoman head on. "But I remember once hearing about a cyborg Superman that was defective so it could be that? or an imposter....I dunno.....whatever IT is we need to stop it and get those escaped prisoners back in custardy."<br><br><br>Sheira nodded in agreement. <em>“Possibly.”</em> She said. Superman was one of the strongest beings she knew. However she couldn’t believe it just yet. She would need to see it with her own eyes. Over the years Superman had been subjected to brainwashing, but&nbsp; the possibilities were endless.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn’t know why, but she could always sense him, Carter, whenever he entered her near vicinity.&nbsp; It must of been a hawk thing. She remembered the day he came on board. She had immediately objected , but since that day she had to admit, he was definitely someone she didn’t mind having at her side during battle. He stood next to her as he addressed Canary about the Blackgate situation. She clutched her mace tight in hand eager to get on with the mission.<br><br>Batman always had a contingency plan for the day Superman might go berserk. A solid piece of Kryptonite that he kept locked away. Sheira prayed that they didn’t have to use it considering that Kara, a kryptonian herself was on the team. However she wasn’t against having it as a solid back-up.<br><br>Speaking of Kara, the young woman joined the gathered heroes. She said nothing at first until addressed by Canary who seemed a little worried. The stress of this position was getting to her, Sheira could tell. Dinah had spoken on several possibilities&nbsp; that may be reveal who the imposter might be. There had been many ‘fake’ Superman’s in the past, all of them dispatched or so she thought.&nbsp; She lifted her&nbsp; winged shaped helmet over her head and lowered it until it was securely in place. Her green orbs became distinctively sharp and focused through the mask as her burgundy red hair fell effortlessly along her shoulders and down the length of her back.&nbsp; In that time and more Dinah took the liberty of getting dressed in her Canary outfit and weaponry. <br><br>"I don't know how much longer we can wait for Raven, Flash and Arrow. DO you feel comfortable going into the field just us?"<br><br>Sheira looked as if to say ‘ You had to ask?’. She rose her mace to rest on her shoulder.<em> “ Of course, they can meet us on the field. The important thing is to control and maintain the situation before anyone get’s hurt.” </em>She said. <em>“Superman or not, I’m ready.”</em> Her gaze was focused. Just as she said this Raven appeared.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ascia</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 17:36:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1203.photobucket.com/albums/bb396/rubixon/karabbw_zpsvutvypzn.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kara Zor-El<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Supergirl<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 1030 EDT, March 22, 2016 (0330 UTC, March 23, 2106)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Mars &gt;&gt; Watchtower<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All.<br><strong>Open:</strong> All.<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>"If it's Kal-El, he would've had to re-enter the atmosphere...somewhere. Cross reference high orbit and low orbit satellite data; if it's him you'll get a ping where he re-entered. If not, it's not him."<br><br>Science, reason, logic, deduction--they would always be Kara's first instinct. Not her fists. Kara let her brainwaves nudge Sanctuary to do just that, as she had a feeling everyone was about to, as Olsen once put it, "skeedaddle." After Sanctuary was done Kara would send it to NORAD--especially since she would be stealing from their secure, encrypted, servers anyway. It was only fair to let them help sift through the information. If Watchtower was on alert, NORAD was on alert. When Black Canary finally found her and spoke to her, Kara's face remained unsmiling, serious. <br><br>"We should hope it's a cyborg or Bizarro. A brainwashed Kal-El is a bad day."<br><br>She wasn't sure she wanted to get into a rock-'em, sock-'em, slugfest right now with her baby cousin. When she first arrived and she felt particuarly angry towards him...maybe. Now? It wasn't high on her list of things to do today. At Black Canary's question regarding the cyborg, Kara's lips cracked the barest hint of a smile, blue eyes meeting the Canary's. "I did. It was kinda fun."<br><br>Except for striking the shield of House El. That was strange. What humans called her "costume" or "super suit" was, boiled down to Terran terms, a religious garment. It was odd enough to see Kal-El gallavanting around the planet in it, fighting evil and doing good. Wearing it, herself, she always felt a tad bit officious. But getting into a fight with someone, even a cyborg, wearing House El colors? <br><br>It never got normal. <br><br>When the Black Canary ran off to change, Kara inched closer to the computer. A quick review of the monitors, and Supergirl depressed one of the buttons that enabled communication. "Tempest, this is Supergirl..." Her voice trailed, her lips curled into a small grin, "race you to Stryker's. Wait until you see Kryponite Man's face when he realizes green kryptonite doesn't hurt me." She didn't even bother a second look at everyone else, there was simply a gust of recycled, filtered, air and Supergirl was gone. <br><br>The longest pause was waiting for one of Watchtower's airlock. One door had go up, the room had to seal, and the opposite door had to open. It took all over twenty seconds, but it was an eternity to Kara. From the airdock she took off so fast, so violently, the entirity of Watchtower would shake for all of a half-second. After that it was breaking through one layer of Earth's atmosphere after another. The fire and flame of reentry stayed with her until she was in the skies over Metropolis. A quick scan, a neural check-in with Sanctuary to see if the Superman satellite data had been processed yet (it hadn't), and Supergirl was making the earth of Stryker's island shudder with an arrival that sounded more like the explosion of a small bomb. <br><br>Concrete and earth had been pulverized beneath her landing, leaving a nice micro-crater for her to float up and out of. Her arms crossed over her chest, her hair and cape whipping in the harsh wind of Stryker's Island, her eyes crimson hot and steaming. With a symbol like her's, and an entrance like she just gave, Kara hoped she would instantly become the biggest target on the island.<br><br>For Kryptonite Man, and any other chump.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>03-04-2016, 05:33:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pbs.twimg.com/media/CPnNNcWUAAEhf_N.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Black Canary (Dinah Laurel Lance)<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong>&nbsp; (3:45= 4:00 AM), March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> WatchTower Bridge<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Canary costume<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> New Justice League Members<br><strong>Open:</strong> To Tempest (On comms), Hawkwoman, Hawkman, Supergirl, Raven, Green Arrow and Azreal,<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>No sooner had Canary entered back on deck but Raven was behind them, she apologized for been late, she had apparently been deep in meditation. She offerd to use her teleportation powers to take them directly to Azrael. Dinah held up her hand for a moment to indercat *Just a Minute* this team seemed very gun ho and she needed to reign them in.&nbsp; Raven suggested they find a way to track this *Superman* which was not a bad idea at all. Dinah turned to Supergirl given she was his cousin maybe she knew of a way to track him. IF it really was Superman. <br><br>Just then a voice came&nbsp; over the comms. It was Green Arrow. <strong>"Green Arrow to Black Canary. Sorry I wasn't answering. I was a bit distracted by a party. I'm enroute to Blackgate. I meet up with Air Bender and Ezio in eta 10 minutes. I will get a good look at it in a bit. Just do me a favor and let me know when ever you are available for dinner some time."[/img] She slammed her fist down on the button to send a reply and re open the channel up to the emerald archer. "Wait Oliver.....everyone's going in half cocked we need to do recon first and go in as a full unit!" She was pissed off that no one had the patience to actually return to Watchtower as she had originally asked to have a mission briefing properly. They all were too arrogant to think they could solve this problem on their own. <br><br>And before she had time to think Supergirl jetted off and out of the Watchtower. "Supergirl Wait....." Dinah said as she reached out for the heroine who was now gone. Dinah felt like screaming, and if SHE screamed everyone would know about it. So as far as she knew Tempest, Azerel, Arrow and Supergirl all had taken matters into their own hands and jetted off without a plan. She glanced over and looked at the hawks, both seemed to be giving a slightly disapproving look in her direction, or at leas that's how DInahs insecurity's read it. The truth was she didn't feel she was up to the task of leading the Justice League if truth be told. <br><br>Just then the comms system started beeping again and another message had come through, it was another attack, this time the location was Gotham Bay<br>and it was Arkham Asylum reports of Superman attacking and freeing prisoners. "Oh no. He's in Arkham now." She said more to herself then the other three heroes stood behind her. IF he was hitting places where meta criminals were been held it stood to reason he was going to hit more locations.....if this was somebody getting their buddys out of jail. Perhaps a MasterMind like Lex Luthor or the Riddler were behind this? That meant that other locations such as Metropolis, Central City and Star City could be next? <br><br>Dinah then sent out a message to all the League members. "EVERYONE, pay attention, we need to work as a team otherwise this is not going to work and innocent people are going to get killed. Arkham Aslyum has just been hit. We will all meet outside Balckgate Prison and plan our next corse of action from there, understood?" She then synced up her phone to alert her to any other attacks on federal facilities. She then turned back to Raven and the Hawks and interacted to the mistress of the black arts. "Take us down please Rachel."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Latooni Subota</strong> on <strong>03-04-2016, 19:40:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1027.photobucket.com/albums/y331/ReverseAdonis/6f227cea-f498-4c11-8f7b-41ff2f4e6403_zpsn0ht6x7n.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Rachel Roth<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Raven<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 0400, March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watchtower, Personal Quarters<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Canary, Hawkwoman, Hawkman, Remainder of the Gotham Team<br><hr>Raven gave Black Canary a sympathetic look as she sensed the increasing frustration and stress practically radiating from the woman. She could tell that Dinah was working hard to try and be a leader for the group, but most of the new members of the League had very . . . strong personalities, or minimal group experience. Having lead the Titans herself for a short period she knew just how difficult being a leader could be. Raven herself wasn't suited for that kind of responsibility anymore, especially with her unique circumstances. She opened her mouth to speak, only to be cut off by the renewed alarms from the communications systems.<br><em><br>"Oh no. He's in Arkham now."</em><br><br>Her eyes widened at Black Canary's words, as she turned to look over the comms readouts, frowning deeply. <strong>"This is bad . . . Get close everyone, I'll take us to Blackgate immediately."</strong> Much as she didn't like getting too close to people, she needed to conserve her energy unlike her admittedly lazy uses of it earlier in her chambers. If this was getting as big as it seemed, she'd probably be put to work transporting across long distances. While the Watchtower's means of travel were useful, in an emergency situation her teleportation was notably faster. With a gentle hand on Hawkwoman's shoulder, and another on the small of Black Canary's back she gently moved the group closer together, before closing her eyes. With a snap her eyes were open and glowing and that ominous black aura of hers wrapped around the group, pulling them out of reality with a twist of space.<br><br><hr><br>With a raven's cry her soul-self flared into existance, wings spreading wide to reveal the members of the League that had still been on the Watchtower now standing only a short distance from the main entrance to Blackgate. <strong>"Blackgate Prison, everyone."</strong> Raven spoke quietly, as her soul-self sank back down into her shadow. She was quick to step away from the others to give them a bit of space, but raised a hand to her temple and frowned again. <strong>"Ugh . . just standing near the prison, I can feel so much . .&nbsp; unpleasantness. Truly unfortunate souls."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Justice League Alpha: The Watchtower (Orbiting The Earth) IC</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>03-04-2016, 22:04:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ef/Flash-Wally.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Wally West<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Flash III<br><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 0400, March 23, 2016<br><strong>Location:</strong> Blackgate Prison<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Canary, Raven, other members of the Gotham Team<br><br><hr><br><em>WWWHHHHHOOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHH!!!</em><br><br>Just as soon as Raven and the others touched down in front of the entrance to Blackgate, a streak of red lightning zoomed down the street only to stop right in front of them.&nbsp; The ball of pure kinetic energy cleared away, revealing a very familiar-looking speedster wearing his trademark scarlet uniform.&nbsp; Wally West, AKA the third Flash gave the others an informal two-finger salute before saying, "Heywhat'supIjustgothemessagethroughthecommlinkaboutsupermanbreakingbadguysoutofblackgate? Imeanwhat'supwiththat?Nowaythat'stherealsupes,amiriteoramiritesowhat'stheplanimeanforsomereasonicouldn'treally getaresponsethroughonthiscommlinksoitookitapartandputitbacktogetherbuticouldn'tfigureoutwhatwaswrongwithituntil I realized it was probably because I was talking too fast, like I was doing just now.&nbsp; Sorry, bad habit.&nbsp; Still trying to get used to being able to move faster than the speed of light, ya know?"<br><br>It was a relatively slow day at Central and Keystone city.&nbsp; A couple of bank heists.&nbsp; A few muggers here and there.&nbsp; No supervillains, though.&nbsp; It didn't take long for Wally to take care of things in less than an hour.&nbsp; All he had to do was disarm the robbers and let the police take care of the rest.&nbsp; As for the muggers, he made sure to get a time-stamped video of the muggings in process before delivering the bad guys straight to the police.&nbsp; When he got Black Canary's call about Superman breaking prisoners out of the Blackgate, however?&nbsp; Wally knew he had to be there.&nbsp; He instantly knew that this wasn't the real Superman... or at least not Superman in his right mind.&nbsp; Mind-control?&nbsp; Red Kryptonite?&nbsp; The only way to know for sure was to get down there and find out for himself.<br><br>"Alright, so what's the plan?" Wally asked as he crossed his arms and addressed Black Canary.&nbsp; "Charge in, fight the bad guys, and call it a day or are we gonna need something more complex than that?"
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