Meanwhile, In San Francisco
"Jump City? They're really thinking of naming the whole projected 'super city' area Jump City?" Simon Estavez shakes his head, crumpling the newspaper and depositing it in the proper recycling bin. He lowers his sunglasses, allowing eerie yellow eyes to pulse lightly as a ring made of sheer terror reaches out, scanning the immediate area. "Philistines do not deserve this piece of history-and those who do not take the proper measures to secure what is theirs soon find themselves lacking anything at all."
The fascist's rigid posture remains as solid and unyielding as ever, as he delicately places his hand into a strange machine; the trash can shaped object pulses, almost organically, taking a scan of the data being fed to it...and yellow light fills the object, pumping as though it were a living heart.
Allowing his human disguise to fade away, Sinestro smiles at the effect. "Soon, the Nightmare Engine will be fully primed, feeding off of the repressed anxieties of this sick, weakening city...and then, not even the Teen Titans will be able to stop us from stealing the Golden Gate Bridge!"
The fascist's rigid posture remains as solid and unyielding as ever, as he delicately places his hand into a strange machine; the trash can shaped object pulses, almost organically, taking a scan of the data being fed to it...and yellow light fills the object, pumping as though it were a living heart.
Allowing his human disguise to fade away, Sinestro smiles at the effect. "Soon, the Nightmare Engine will be fully primed, feeding off of the repressed anxieties of this sick, weakening city...and then, not even the Teen Titans will be able to stop us from stealing the Golden Gate Bridge!"