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Post by Oracle on Aug 7, 2008 23:15:33 GMT -8
The BatPosted: May 29, 2006 11:53 PM Moments passed as He waited for something to happen. Spiderman was staying put and O appeared to be only communicating with someone. If there was an emergency she would have comm'd Him and confirmed his movement...but she didn't. Could He be wrong? Perhaps the lose of Dick and the stress with Sandi had taken a larger toll than He could admit. He powered down His cowl and cape system and returned his weapons to their pouch. Perhaps everything will be alright. He moved away from Dick's casket towards O, "Just an anomaly..just looking for trouble." he said to Himself. With that, Batman became part of the crowd.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:17:01 GMT -8
PredatorPosted: May 30, 2006 11:30 AM As the decoy moves down the isle the Real hunter, perched atop a near by building, gets ready to make his move. The hunter stands up and watches the decoy get closer. He could tell a long time ago that the sensed the decoy because of their eractic body movements. The Hunter aims his targeting system scanning who is here and who is a potential threat. He can see the one called spiderman moving in closer to the decoy. And the Bat......He can almost taste his blood. How ever today will not be the day for their battle. It is now or never!!! As Batman and Spiderman get close to the decoy The real Hunter aims his shoulder cannon into the crowd. He fires 2 balsts from his Plasma caster....... BHAAAAAMMMMMM!!!!! BHAAAAAMMMMMM!!!!! Heroes are thrown aside by the explosion and the hunter drops down into the middle of the pathway he made. The Casket is in site and he moves towards it, knocking anyone in his way to the side........ Nightwing's skull will be mine!!!!
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:18:25 GMT -8
The BatPosted: May 31, 2006 12:12 AM Batman laid still while watched the pred. He cursed Himself for seconding guess what He KNEW was coming. The suits counter measures deflected the blast but didn't stop the blunt trama He suffered to His right side. Nothing broken but there was soft tissue damage. He activated the cape and cowl cooling system and reloaded His launcher and darts and unpouched the knives. He rolled over to a crouching position.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:20:06 GMT -8
OraclePosted: May 31, 2006 12:53 AM Watching the events unfold in front of her, Barbara panicked. Her eyes laced on the explosion that rocketed through the atmosphere. Why was everything turning out to be weaved with catastrophe? And why couldn't she do anything about it? She back tracked and made her way to a more secluded section of the structure. She figured she'd be safe to be able to monitor the others from there. She knew they'd take care of things and 'handle' things properly. Opening her laptop, Barbara typed furious at her keyboard. "BATMAN! Spider-Man! HYPERKID--? "DAMAGE and STATUS report NOW." They were her eyes and ears now. All she could do was keep track of her boys.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:22:07 GMT -8
VPosted: May 31, 2006 2:49 AM As the Predator began his approach on the casket, a dagger soared through the sky, stabbing into the ground, just before the Predator's feet. Falling with the rain, a cloaked figure landed a few feet in front of it, crouched low. He rose slowly, yet his head still hung low, his face was hidden in the shadows of his wide brimmed hat. He raised his head slowly, and as lightning arcred through the summit of the skies, it casted light upon the cold mask which hid the burning face. The mask that hid his scarred flesh, held an irremovable smile, a guy fawkes mask. He threw back his cape, and drew two Romanian Knight's Daggers. As he twirled them into an upright position, he quoted a famous line from a legendary Shakespearian playwright known as "Macbeth." His voice was as rich as the king of England, yet as sharp as the daggers he brandished. "Disdaining fortune with his brandish'd steel...smoked bloody execution..." He twirled his daggers up, his arms bent at 90 degree angles, holding the daggers a foot in front of his head, but out to the side, not in front of his face. "You must forgive me for missing the intermission. Though it would seem I arrived at the most opportune moment...as planned." He shifted his body slightly, preparing himself for the Predator's attack, which he knew was to come. "Do not believe, for an instant, that my timely arrival was mere chance. There are no coincidences, hunter, only the illusion of coincidence..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:23:45 GMT -8
Predatorosted: May 31, 2006 4:09 AM The young unblooded warrior had something to prove this day. If he could kill at least one if not both of these fighters then he could become a full fledged Clan member. The warrior see's Batman getting ready. Before he could make his move and it became 2 on one against the hunter, The young warrior jumps over landing in between batman and the Hunter. The young Yautja takes a long look at this "Batman". He notices 2 sharp objects in his hand.......With that he extends his wrist blades and stands ready for battle. This will be a glorious day for the Clan!!!
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:25:39 GMT -8
HyperkidPosted: May 31, 2006 3:38 PM *Hearing Oracle's words in his helmet, Hyperkid presses the comlink connected to his ear to answer back.* "Im seeing the explosions, boss-lady. A lot of scared bystanders. I'll handle crowd control, then see what I can do about those flames. Over." *After releasing his com-link button, Hyperkid's legs tap into his inner speed, dashing over and snatching up a worried mother with her young daughter and carrying them out of the grave yard, out of harms way. Immediately, he dashes back in and uses the strength of his armor to pick up a senior citizen.* "Hold on, sir." Hyperkid says, putting him over his shoulder. "I'll get you to safety." *Hyperkid dashes back out, setting him back down near where he set the woman and child. After darting back and forth, Hyperkid soon has most of the bystanders out of harms way. He soon gets back on his com-link, facing the flames.* "Oracle. I'm gonna attempt a cyclone-whirlwind to put out the flame. Am I clear to go?"
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:26:43 GMT -8
The BatPosted: Jun 1, 2006 1:13 AM Batman adjusted his weight and got ready to strike. He was in full attack mode and all his senses were heightened. The input was coming so fast as he observed the movement of the Preds and the havoc around him. He quickly took note of heros around him and who among them were injured and who were moving. He spotted the one calling himself Hyperkid, he seemed alright and was moving to do something. Batman quickly turned as he saw the Preds moving. Suddenly, the slighter of the two leapt up and landed between He and the larger Pred. Interesting, He quickly thought, He was well versed in adversary movement in groups and knew immediately this was a challenge of proof. This one had something to prove and was ready to try. This was all He needed for a distraction as He swung his blade across the young Pred's knee joint.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:28:46 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 3, 2006 2:49 AM Still working from her hidden place within the building, Barbara's laptop screen was littered with images connected to a few of the heroes' vid link ups. From what she was seeing was nothing but a mess.... and it looked like on her end was-- their side was loosing. She took notice to V's cloaked figure from the feed Flash was sending her. That ended quickly when his connection went to static. "FLASH!?! Come in--?" She sent a comm out to anyone within frequency's range. "Flash is down! Someone get his body out of the area--!" Heeding Hyperkid's words, she thought for a moment. "Go ahead, Hyperkid. Do whatever necessary to get that fire under containment."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:30:35 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 3, 2006 4:28 AM As the chaos began Ra's was prepared. It would seem even in death, Grayson could find no peace. He turned to face the Predator which had made its way down the center aisle, alas, the Dark Detective and his webbed comrade were already there to challenge the monster. There was another one here, but it used a cloaking mechanism of which Ras did not understand, nor could he track. He turned to where he had last seen Barbara, only to catch a glimpse of her strolling off. If he were one of the other people attending, he would've more than likely guessed she was running off. But he was not. He was one of the few that knew Barbara Gordon.and Oracle were in fact one and the same. As Hyperkid sped past, helping pedestrians, Ras followed Barbara into the shadows. As she began issuing her orders as Oracle, his voice arose from behind her chair. Perhaps I could be of assistance? Bruce and your insect friend are dealing with the alien I do not intend to sit around and watch everyone else die. We may often find ourselves on opposite sides of your law, though we can still be allies when the situation demands it. I came here on the behalf of the honor of another man, and I do not intend to allow these monsters to make a mockery of that honor.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:33:18 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 3, 2006 4:47 AM Hearing the second voice within her physical vicinity, Barbara turned, her eyes coming to focus with Ra's own. Despite him being whom he was, she knew at that moment in time that he was truly being sincere. He wouldn't have troubled himself to have even attend the funeral or even come to find her if he didn't. "It's well to know that you hold true to those stands, Ra's. Any help that can be offered will be received in much appreciation."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:41:52 GMT -8
OraclePosted: Jun 3, 2006 4:52 AM OOC:Hey everyone. I just wanted to let you guys know that this thread is really coming along. The story that we've developed so far is amazing and will be a great event to look back on in the future. I'm having a lot of technical difficulties with myspace groups and cannot even access the thread anymore. I'm having loading errors, posting problems, or admin issues so my involvement in this plot is unfortunately finished...... (unless by a mircale from Hera I can somehow get the page to load, I'll respond) I'd like to point out the No GOD MODING (Power playing) Rule. DON'T move anyone else's character but your own. I can't stress that enough. Just... don't do it. If the mistakes are made, the other party is to just completely act like the action never took place. Move your character at YOUR will. Now it's different if you have permission from the other players to move a character, but..... otherwise, let's just not. Also remember this is a hero funeral. Anyone who would be attending Nightwing's funeral is a hero in or out of costume. From here on, if I here of little "plot earthquakes" (as we like to call them), and matters need to be discussed, Nightwing will be my right-hand man (or anyone else I can grab online at the time. Hah! My Operatives are too good to me...) And if it's something that needs to be taken care of, I'll send a private message, letting you know what's what. We're a very serious group of RPers with heavily laced plotlines and rich stories. We try to make that a highlight and we like to keep drama to a minimum. If you have any questions, comments, concerns, issues...... please contact me through a private message. I'll be more than happy to address your concerns. Just have fun you guys, that's all I want. Let the fighting commence. Thanks a ton. --O
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:44:04 GMT -8
PredatorPosted: Jun 3, 2006 3:27 PM The Young predator pulls out one of his spinner blades and throws it at the Dark Knight. Knowing he would easily dodge it the hunter was ready and charged Batman, crashing into him with his shoulder sending him flying back. The monstrous young hunter stands over the Batman. He reaches down and grabs him by that neck and lifts him high into the air, then tosses him to the side. The young hunter ROARS with intensity and awaits the counter attack from his pray. Excelent.... The hunter sees the young Yautja make his first attack and with that he decides that it is time to make his. The Hunter turns to V and fires 3 small spears at him. V is agile and dodges them and throws his 2 knives at the hunter. The knives hit his body armor and bounce off. The hunter runs forward and catches V with a strong punch to the stomach and then follws it with an upper cut. V falls down and before he can mount an offense, the hunter picks him up over his head and throws him into the chairs that once held guests. The hunter aims his plasma caster and fires a blast directly at V. BHHHHAAAAAMMMMMM!!!!!!! The blast caused a lot of smoke and debris. The Hunter (over confident) turns around and begins to walk toward the casket, ready to claim his trophy, and certain that his target has been destroyed........
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:52:42 GMT -8
Ra's al GhulPosted: Jun 3, 2006 10:47 PM Ra's nodded, he turned, hearing the explosions behind him. It would seem the creature had just destroyed V. He shook his head..."Another one down...it would seem these things can only bring death and destruction..." Then he lifted his head...watching the creature, as it began to move towards Nightwing's casket. "Not today, hunter..." Ra's said as he charged towards the creature. He ripped his sword from his cane and jumped through the air, smashing his cane casing across the Predator's face, holding the blade up, prepared to fight the creature...to the death if necessary. "I am not an adversary you will easily defeat, monster..."
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Post by Oracle on Aug 8, 2008 1:54:32 GMT -8
NightwingPosted: Jun 3, 2006 11:06 PM The top to the casket rose slowly, almost like a castle gate...after it reached the maximum length it could open...slowly...the dark figure inside sat up...the sight of him climbing out...it was almost...fantastical....impossible to believe...because Nightwing....was alive. He wore a new suit. The same model as his old one, just without all of the damage sustained in his battle with the Predator, which supposedly killed him. Of course...he was not in the same shape as his suit. Very few of his injuries had been healed over this period of time. A black eye was still visible behind his mask, along with other scrapes and cuts on his face, though the rest of his wounds were hidden behind his black and blue suit. He climbed out of the casket slowly, dropping to the ground before it...he could barely stand...he saw Ra's, standing a few feet in front of him...challenging the Predator...he stumbled towards Ra's slowly...he grinned as the Predator stared at him and chuckled lightly, then spoke, his voice was still slow and pain ridden, but obvious amusement radiated from it..."Had ya' goin'....didn't I?"
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