Jun 01, 2010 07:33
The Policeman's Ball was tonight. There was time to check out New Gotham and shop for dress clothes first, of course, or do a lot of other things. But that was the cool part of the day.
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You had to wonder if the world's craziest criminals was an automatic assumption when those in question were wearing bowlers and question-mark jackets, and pointing sub-machine guns at a roomful of (very pissed-off now) cops.
"LADies and GENTLEmen... And officers of the law. Hello." A mild-mannered man in a mask, twirling a cane, stepped forward. "This has now become a fundraiser for-- the Riddler!" He stabbed the cane out at one cop, puffing a little green cloud of gas at him.
"If we can't raise funds from your donations, we'll be taking hostages for ransom back to our lair! Please obey the usual security procedures, and cooperate now."
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[mod your own henchmen, or ask fore one to fight below.]
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And the third was, Stupid Arthur jinxed us!
While she was thinking all that Barbara had already opened up a compartment on her chair and withdrawn two sets of eskrima. "Never leave home without them. Head's up!"
"That is more like it!" Dinah turned and whapped a henchman approaching with more gas pellets, and then it was on.
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ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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"...uuuurgh..." Was their editorial commentary.
"I wish. No. This is an old-school crime-boss who must've busted out of Arkham Asylam." THWACK! "Busy now. Hide! Or, uh, disarm any you can from cover!" WHAP!
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She pulled out the sticks that were holding up her hair; Dinah's birthday gifts were going to be used to good effect tonight. She could tell.
She flung the first one at a guy, hitting him in the thigh. The stick sank deep into his flesh. He yelped at her, turning and almost incredulous expression her way. "YOU ARE RUINING MY PARTY," she yelled.
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A CRASH of glass signaled that Helena finally felt like showing up.
"Mind if I crash in?"
"...always with the one-liners."
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Alex would be so pleased.
"Helena!" Karla would just be standing there, looking starry-eyed for a second. At least until one of the thugs tried to grab for her. "You're so lucky I just promised no killy," she growled as phantom hands circled his throat and began squeezing. "And that I'm a good enough Healer to know when unconsciousness starts!"
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WHAP!
THUD!
POW!
Dinah and Helena ended up back-to-back at one point, whirled around, did the oh, it's you look, then grinned.
And went back to beating up bad guys.
Dinah made her way back over to Karla and said, "How are you doing?"
WHAMMO!
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Reasons she hadn't exactly told Dinah about. Right.
"I like it when I get to use them for decorations," she said hastily, using Craft to lift one up and wrap him in the flag bunting on the wall. Her arm shook with the effort of holding him up, but she had to make sure he was secure. "Oh, wait. Should I not be doing this?"
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Okay, the broken leg would almost certainly keep him from further participating in the attack.
"Is this something we should really talk about now? Oh, look! Bad guy!" And Karla was just going to try to sidle away...
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Run! Hide! Run some more if you're not a cop!... or a crimefighter.
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He just couldn't quite work out what stuff needed to get did, just now. And the gas was not helping with his thought processes.
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