Young Justice RP :: semi lit

Joker.::.


he smirked at them all, running his fingers through his hair. he decided to sit, and watch for now. he wanted to soak it all in, think of a plan. he was good at that. he licked his lips as he sat down. he had the feeling that everyone was starring at him, he glared at some people who were. he didnt like it, not-one-bit. he saw some people looking at his scars, but hi ignored that. he kept his head to the front.


looked like: http://media.photobucket.com/image/the joker dark knight/RandyOrtonThaLk/the_dark_knight_joker.jpg?o=9
 
Batgirl walked over to her own bike, "I'll take point," she said, "To keep from attracting unnecessary attention, the bike's will travel under camouflage. Our vehicles have screen's built in to identify where we are at all times so we don't run into each other, as well as keeping in touch with comms. Stick close to the van, and keep an eye out for any vehicles that might be tailing us. One last thing to remember, look up, --the enemy is not limited to attacks from any spectrum of degree. Let's move out," Batgirl picked up the helmet from the back of her bike and slide it on, comms units already hooked up into them, then swung her leg over her bike, and geared it up. She nodded to the driver in the van, when he nodded in turn signalling everything was ready, she led the way out down the tunnel in front of them. Batgirl switched on the camouflage, and the air in front of the bike shimmered as the cloaking device engaged, making her invisible. The tunnel would soon merge them into interstate traffic outside of D.C. In the mean time, Batgirl tested out their comms connection, "Can everyone hear me?" she asked into her helmet, "Status report. Flare, what about you?"


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Doctor Doom glanced at those he had selected for the mission, "Manchester Black, perhaps you and Cheshire Cat should over see our efforts on the ground," he said smoothly, "I'd hate to think our little invasion would go in blind and impromptu," He stood from his chair and paced thoughtfully, he glanced up at the disruption at the back of the room, "Joker, nice of you to join us. Anything you might add?" With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the retrieval party, not bothering to send them off with some words of wisdom. He went back to pacing slowly across the threshold at the head of the table, "Hmm," Doom mused, "Al Ghul, what exactly do you intend to accomplish by bringing up the issue of Thor's hammer? Surely if you wished to acquire the hammer for yourself, you would had done so," he went on, "Yet, you address it here, in front of all of our over zealous aspiring colleagues. What is the point you wish to make?"
 
From behind the van on her cycle, Sheena, hearing Batgirl's call, replies back into the com in the affirmative, grinning to herself as she revs the motor slightly. As she had hoped, she had picked up fast, and she was thoroughly enjoying herself, mission or not. Hair whipping behind her, she zoomed after the van, keeping her eyes constantly shifting in all directions while also watching the road, ready to defend herself or others if needed.
 
Selene slid over the sleek black motorbike, her teal-and-white tie dye sleeveless sundress readjusting itself around her knees and ankles. She pushed up her various hemp bracelets and gripped the throttle gently. Determination set in, and Selene closed her eyes. She flicked her wrist, started the engine. As if coordinated with the motorcycle, her eyes started illuminating, leaking stray wisps of light here and there. She was ready. Positioning her small ear mic, she took off on the interstate under Batgirl's lead. "Appalachian mountains," Selene said to the rest of the Supers, "I don't believe that he'll ever escape from that frigid place. Who else is warded there?"
 
The glorious machine underneath her purred and rumbled and the sounds reverberated in her chest. Rosa almost wanted to mimic the sounds but decided against it knowing that it wasn't really appropriate. She contented herself with revving the engine and feeling the steel beast come alive beneath her. The scent of the city and everyone around her had long since faded because her focus was on the bike but as they set off Rosa refocused on the outside world and the mission at hand.
 
Fallen saw Jonathan start to get ready in the airship. Spreading his wings he was about to fly off. "I'll meet you up in the sky and scout ahead. If i see anything, i'll give you a heads up." Lifting off, he flew off into the clouds.


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"I am raising the issue Doctor, because i do not think we are the only players on the board." Ras addressed to the board. He turned to face the Doctor. "True, if it were in my hands, i would never let it be public knowledge. However, my sources say it isn't in the hands of our enemies. And i know none of us have it. And this intel is reliable. Which begs the question, as i have already implied, who has the hammer now? I ask this because a weapon like that doesn't just disappear on its own. Last i heard, Midgard was destroyed. So the Asgardians are off the list, with Thor to add to the pile now."
 
Joker.::.


"was, to be exact.. what is the plan so far?" he said tilting back on his chair. as the room got quiet and slammed his fist on the table. "you know me, im like a dog. i go out and chase cars, but when i get one.. i-i just dont know what to do with it... you got to give some background to the plan." he said with a devilish smile slapped across his face. he waited staring at who was once a good friend of him, Doctor Doom.
 
Batgirl frowned, "I don't want to put anything out over the airwaves, with the small likelyhood someone has hacked my frequency encription and is listening in, but it's fair to say the land is pretty hostile, Two-Face will be in good hands there," The tunnel in front of them was starting to slant upwards, a red pulse flashed over the oncoming convoy, and a request for an identification code rang through the comms. Batgirl answered with her verification number. Another light pulsed and a heavy metal door opened down the tunnel. Their convoy emerged from the side of a hill, the pavement snaked the road along a dense forest before merging onto the interstate. Batgirl checked her camoflague and the van behind her once more before she sped up to keep along with traffic. She called out over the comms to the over side of the patrol squad, "Singularity, 'you in the air yet?"


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Doctor Doom flicked his gaze to Silver Banshee, "Care to fill in our tardy colleague?" He then sat down and laced his fingers together, "It would be worth our looking into," he mused addressing Al Ghul, "An intriguing subject of further research. I have seen the hammer's capabilities first-hand, it would be a shame to allow one of the god of thunder's associates to inheirit the object in question. Al Ghul, what is your proposed plan of action?" Doctor Doom inquired with a raise of an inquisitive eyebrow. He remembered a comment from before, "Ah, and Dr. Sullivan, go ahead and test out your 'expiremental weapons', I'm curious to see the outcome,"
 
After her laughing fit, Silver Banshee’s head lolled to the side as she watched Ras pick up his phone as well. “Popular, popular, popular” she chimed, putting a finger to her lip until he was done with the conversation. The man then addressed them all about the particular matter of Thor’s hammer and she felt giddy at the implications. “Where oh where? Hammer had found a mate” she noted, turning her attention to joker as he sat and squinting her eyes at him with a wide smile.


After his long moment of thought, Doctor Doom had also directed Cheshire and Manchester for ground support. She hummed her approval, over-nodding until he continued on with his vocal output, noticing Joker in the back of room. Then finally asking why Ras had decided to bring up the hammer in a room such as this one, the Banshee could only pout from her seat. Good news was good news and his explanation seemed rather confusing, not in mine was not in yours. Joker answered from the back and his talk of cars and dogs only got her confused and annoyed, she shot a pointed stare at him.


It soon turned soft as Doctor Doom once again looked at her and she batted her eyelashes, nodding slowly at the man. Sharply turning her head back to Joker, a smile found its way on her face again as she started mock-climbing the table. “Little justice-r’s do such harm. They capture a friend and are bringin’ him in! The mountain getaway and nice protection? WHY WE GET RID OF IT! A party of them to intercept, and we get our lil’ Two-Face back” she spoke rhythmically, almost as if she rhymed when the words clearly did not match up. Clearing her throat as she was finally standing, she heard Doom’s last note as she finished the mixed-up catch up. “Ground, Air, Sullivan too. Against the rag team of young-heroes, powers to boot” she nodded, proud of herself as she bounced from one foot to the next.


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Both Legs and the other heroine had taken a motorcycle, and Flare found herself glancing at the driver, who seemed to be a mere civilian. If he was a super, his powers were clearly not visible although to her knowledge, Batgirl actually had no super human abilities. The girl was just good at what she did, and as if the woman had heard her she explained the plan in a little bit more detail. Not only would she be riding in the van alone, but the bikes around it, supposedly protecting it, would be invisible. After reminding them to look up as well, Batgirl prepped for take-off, putting on her helmet.


The driver seemed to know what he was doing, as he nodded in response to Batgirls own nod before rolling up both of the windows. As the van started, she heard an eerie laugh behind the two of them and shot forward in seat, slowly turning to look into the panel of grating. Two-face sat chained to his chair, a rather wicked grin on his face as he realized the van was moving. Flare once again felt nervous, her belly doing flips until she heard Batgirl’s voice over what seemed to be the radio.


Facing back the right way, she was briefly surprised to see nothing in front of the van, but scanned the front until she saw it. It wasn’t something someone usually caught, but she had a lot of practice in seeing things that were invisible. Relief flowed through her as she spoke in the empty space,


“Flare here, Two-Face seems to be enjoying himself a little too much” she notes, and as if he knew she would say that the man started cackling. A voice had spoken before her, speaking about where they were going and it made her adjust herself, suddenly remembering to buckle-up. Then her eyes wandered the digital display screen, taking in the four blips that surrounded her own. Batgirl seemed to convey disapproval at the easy revelation of facts over their comms before giving a number upon request of a verification code.


The Computer’s voice made her wince as she tenderly touched the covered ear and the driver shot her a worried look before continuing onto the regular pavement. After they passed by a small forest, the road converged with an interstate, and Flare looked around, amazed, at the large amount of cars. Batgirl began speaking to a Singularity over the comms, as the van switched lanes rather smoothly. Now they were in one of the middle lanes of traffic instead of the outside one, at least the driver seemed to know what he was doing.


“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Game of chances, really” Two face spoke from the back for the first time and it made her skin crawl as her ice blue eyes shot back to her scarred face. “Batgirl?” she noted, prompting her to make a comment about Two-face’s note.
 
After hooking up with the help of some other soldiers, Deadeye just gave them a thumbs up to know everything's set. He heard Fallen and replied promptly. "Just hope they don't have anything flying. We're basically sitting ducks out here.". Not really the best of comments he could come up with at the moment. He took one last check of all his things and belongings on his person. Seeing that nothing was missing, he replied on the comm device. "Batgirl, overwatch team's ready and we're taking off in any sec." he tried to speak as loudly and clearly with all the noise and buzz around them. "It seems you're with someone new. After hearing her voice on these bloody comms, I can't wait till this missions over to meet her." he spoke with the same english accent.


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"Then, if you'll excuse me. I have to make some preparations." Sullivan excused himself from the group and stood up. He greeted everyone with a small bow as he left the table. He quickly made his way to the lab which Doctor Doom generously funded. It seemed like Mr. Von Doom indeed have an eye for talent. There were pods in his laboratory, most containing monstrosities of different types. He stepped in front of one of his recent projects. B. O. W. project Tyrant. It was in the form of a large man with an over-sized claw. It's skin was pale white and traces of experimentation still remained on it's body with all the scars. Sullivan just creeped out a grin to his delight.
 
Joker.::.


he kept his eyes closed and nodded slightly "whats the plan?" he said looking at Doctor Doom. he needed something to give him a boost. something to tell him to make a plan.
 
LeBlanc stood up and approached The Joker. "The plan,my violently insane friend,is to launch a multiple front assault on the hostile convoy with the intent to release Two-Face from enemy custody. If we cannot secure his freedom,we kill him. We also have a UAV following the convoy,so we will know the end location of the convoy,no matter the result." He looked to Doctor Doom,bowed,and said, "Adieu. I'll be observing in the ops room. The data will prove useful."With that,he walked out.


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Johnathan rolled his eyes at Deadeye's comment. "Keep your head in the game,Deadeye." He switched channels to the pilot. "We're ready. Head East until further instruction." "Hard copy. Taking off." When Batgirl asked if they were in the air yet,he replied, "Taking off now. Headed East." The Hornet left the ground and began to move East;sideways at first,then it swiveled to face the direction. "God,I love VTOLs." He watched the scenery drift by below them. The roar of the engines faded out in his mind as he was taken away by the scenery. After a few minutes,he shaken his head,and used his left hand to pull his rifle from it's place on his chest. He needed to be ready. His wapon wasn't a perfect replica of the weapon from Halo. The scope had a much more powerful magnifacation;instead of 2x,it was 5x. He held the rifle one handed,the stock clamped between his torso and arm. "Wish I stuck a laser sight on this thing..."
 
Fallen kept his eyes open as he flew through the clouds. He didnt know much about radar, how it works or if they had space tech, but he knew he was too small as one guy flying. "Nothing so far," He said through his earpiece. "Bring the bird in."


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"Nothing for now, except keep your eyes open for the weapon, or in this case, it's user." Ras said with caution. "Since the new owner hasn't passed it over to the enemy, either he or she is holding on to it for safe keeping, or we may have a potential ally. Either way, if anyone finds out it's location, do NOT try to acquire it alone. Should we have the hammer in our possession, I believe we could try to use it as a key to the remains of Midgard. I'm sure the Asgardians may have had some of their best technology and magic remaining in the ruins. If not then we could at least try to replicate the metal the hammer is made from."
 
Joker.::.


he nodded at the person called, Ras. "ok... is there anything we are after? like weapons to be exact? i know my ways around things like that..." he said his voice getting deeper and huskier the more he talked. he had a lot of blood on his hands for the past few years. a lot of dirty work. he remembered trying to find a weapon for someone and when he did, they turned him down. one by one he killed them, of course with a knife. 'guns are too quick.' is what he would say sometimes. he chuckled to himself, looking at his folding fingers. he looked back up and looked at the Ras.
 
Batgirl gritted her teeth as Two-Face's voice sounded over the comms. "I heard." Batgirl said, "Ignore him. He's just making a nuisance of himself, playing mind games. I wouldn't believe a thing his says." Though, Batgirl wondered if they was any truth to the mad-man's nonsense, they were aware that the Brotherhood would make an attempt at sabotaging their mission. The speed limit on the interstate was seventy, their entourage was going roughly eighty. When Fallen and Singularity's voice broke over the comms, Batgirl replied simply. "Great, I'm sending the coordinates now," She reached for the computer screen set into the dash board, she pressed a few buttons on the map, setting up the connection, and sent the location and their position directly to Singularity, "We're getting into the mountains now. You should be able to catch up fairly quick."
 
Listening over the comm to the exchanges between everyone, Sheena remains silent, simply staying alert to any further orders given or any information passed that she would need. Keeping her bike steady and unchanging in its speed, she opens and closes one tensed hand on one handlebar, eyes narrowed as she continues.
 
Ras glared at Joker. "Nothing for now. But as for the plan, let me put it this way. You go hunting, pull the trigger, but don't even TOUCH the dam thing until more intellectual minds get there as well."
 
Joker.::.


he liked the temper in the boy. he liked him barking. he chuckled and folded his hands "listen kid, i know what i doing. just needed to be informed" he said, his eyes lowering at him. he wanted to give him a dirty look, but decided to be nice, at least for a moment "now let me think..." he said to himself, but knew he said it out loud. he wondered, who will they approach this goodie two shoes. and do they have the slightest idea WHERE they are going to meet? "two questions... who is the leader of this goodie two shoes heroes? and do you guys know where we are going to meet?" he said, tilted his head.
 
Hearing Singularity, Deadeye just laughed and replied to him jokingly. "Yes mum.". His expression slightly turned into a more formal one. He looked around to check the surrounding. The wind that was blowing by him felt cold. It felt like he was back in the forest on a rainy day again.


He was shaving off layers of the chopper to see inside. Specifically, he was looking at the lieutenant. She was his type and Deadeye was slightly interested in her. He was doing his naughty habit again and admired the lieutenant. He reached and talked to his comm. He knew his voice wouldn't be heard clearly. Still he talked. "Lieutenant, What do you think about the idea of going out with a younger guy?" he said in a confident and slightly joking tone.
 
Mack, for the life of her, could not remember why she had chosen the passenger seat anymore, giving the driver a worried look. The man seemed to only look dully ahead and she let her breath stream out, semi-frustrated, as she tried to ignore the man in back. Which was relatively easy because he just seemed to be rambling about probabilities, but it still made her skin itch to know Two-face was there. The van once again switched lanes, and she supposed that they were supposed to be getting there fast enough, but for Mack the journey seemed endless.


As Batgirl directed Singularity, she leaned forward in her chair a little bit, to look out onto the interstate, and the plate of the car in front of them. They would be stuck here for a while longer…


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The Silver Banshee slammed her hands down on the table at Joker’s question, “You aren’t even going, clown!” she noted. “Late. Late. Laaaaaaaaaaaate” she chided, “Didn’t I say it was a young girl in a cowl?” she wondered, as if it was a brief aside. Then, suddenly remembering something she turned to Doctor Doom, and got up from her seat to saunter over. Sliding an arm across his shoulders, she leaned over his back and kept close to his ear.


“Shall I set the phoenix free?” she whispered , rolling her fingers on his back now that she didn’t have a table, and waiting eagerly for his answer.
 
Joker.::.


he glanced over at the girl. "well well well," he said smiling "if it isnt Silver Banshee and her big mouth" he said, smiling and his ugly teeth. he laughed at her smart remark, 'Clown'. he fell back into his seat, laughing till his eyes almost bled. he finally stopped laughing, and wiped a tear away from his eye. his makeup came of a little and you could see some off his skin. he looked at everyone else, smiling. "thanks for the remark" he said, smiling at Silver Banshee.
 
Selene followed Batgirl on her motorbike, her determination sinking deeper. Batgirl's encouraging remarks fought off her lingering worries. After all, this was only her fourth mission of YJA & associates, and most definitely her most dangerous. However, she was trained and agile, ready for any emergency situation that might occur. Her hands tingled, the instinct of her light-based powers telling her that something, good or bad she could never ever tell, was about to happen. In her opinion, they couldn't even be classified as even minor prophetic powers at all, in the matter that she couldn't tell how long away it would happen or the outcome, or anything at all. Vague indeed. But still, nine out of ten times, it had a negative effect in some way, shape, or form. In her mind, it was just her light being protective of her. Still, she concentrated on the mission at hand, and pushed the tingling away. Still, with her precautionary heart and gut feeling, she alerted Batgirl. "Umm..This might be bad...or good... I'm not sure. But, my hands, you see. They tingle and prick - a side effect of my light powers - whenever something of importance is about to happen. I never know anything about what's about to happen, just something. We should keep our eyes open, especially since we entered the mountains and the scenery, despite the beauty of it, it can work against us if something happens for the immediate worst. I..I just thought I'd let you know, in case something DID happen." She sighed inaudibly to the others, and focused on the road. Hopefully, she prayed, nothing would go wrong at all. But in the life of a superhero, nothing ever did.


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{{P.S. - I'm sorry about my inactivity issues, they're due to the lack of my phone's smartness. It kinda sucks, if you know what I mean. Reallllly badly. But I am 98% sure that I'm getting an iPhone for my b-day this month, so whoop. More RPing!!}}
 
{This should probably go under the Sign Up page, but I thought I would play it safe & post it here. Soo, Magic Pocket... Can I rp the famous infamous boy wonder, Robin? It's fine if I can't, since there's a lot of people here already.}
 
There was a buzzing in her ear and Batgirl glanced down at the dash at the map. The radar had detected a foreign prescence, a helicopter unfamiliar to the JLA or any of it's associative teams, including S.H.E.I.L.D. for that matter. Batgirl primed the comms system, things were going to get tricky and fast. She sent out a warning to the team, informing them of the alien presence, and to be ready for an assault. The helicopter drew closer still, unswerving in its corse, following the Two-Face escort. The machine under her growled like a living beast as Batgirl revved the engine, speeding up in anticipation and moving into attack position. "Singularity," she spoke calmly into her headset, "Get ready to engage defensive manuevers, I have a wicked feeling about this," As she spoke she adjusted her visor and her vision zeroed in on the incoming aircraft. She saw, confirming her suspicions, that select members of the Brotherhood were aboard.


With her eyes on the sky she was able to catch something out of her peripheral at the last moment. She knew the Brotherhood wasn't stupid enough to just send a lousy helicopter full of villains to ambush them. A helicopter could be shot down easily; however, it did act as a nice distraction, and a distraction was just what it did. Batgirl narrowed her eyes, the interstate was full of cars now, rush-hour was fast coming, the road flooding with commuting civilians. So Batgirl was more irritated than surprised when a form on a motorcycle zipped up from behind her, easily making two hundred, weaving inbetween cars, but slowing to match the speed of Batgirl's own shadowcycle and easing beside her only seven feet away. Batgirl was very aware of other motorcycles approaching fast on either of the transport's flanks. The visor of the helmet flipped up and she saw white hair peaking out from behing a sunburnt orange and black metal mask. A mocking sneer grew across the girl's lips, seeing through the shadowcycle's camouflaging glamour, "I believe you have something we want." The girl snarled over the sound of the wind.
 
As Batgirl's message comes through her comm, Sheena braces herself, ready to shift if needed. As she keeps her eyes focused ahead and sees the motorcycles zooming in towards Batgirl, soon coming to surround them, she comes up alongside, keeping her cycle at a steady tempo but preparing to pull over or abandon it if needed.
 
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