Friday, December 16th, The Midnight Channel

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Who: The Port's Latest Shadow Televisions Stars! And Thousands of Home Viewers!
When: Midnight, Thursday December 14th
Where: In front of your Television Sets or Streaming NV TV. (Digital Cable? You'll still get the analog effect.)
Summary: Full Plot Details Here
Warnings: Please Put 'em In the Subject Lines As Necessary, Kids?

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[limitedrun]

[There are various shouts of "What did you do?!" and "What the fuck?!" There's a part of Griffin that is mortified at the idea that he might have just gotten all these people killed, but it's overridden by the intense desire to hurt that thing crawling out of the TV. As he's snapping his pool stick in half to make two sharp weapons, something shiny embeds itself in the Other's shoulder. Griffin shoves Black Bat away.]

No, you leave! You get them out. That thing's mine.

Ow!

[The Other looks down at the batarang sticking out of its shoulder. It pulls the weapon out, looking mildly cross at best.]

Rude. Although you want to see something really rude?

[In one move, it yanks the batarang out and hurls it in Griffin's direction. Out of instinct, Griffin Jumps out of the way, reappearing on the other side of the bar. That leaves Black Bat to take the hit. The Other scoffs.]

Predictable. Letting others get hurt for you. Seriously, man, grow a pair. See what I was talking about?

[The Other is now addressing the cowering patrons. Griffin is on the verge of snarling, but he looks like a frightened animal. The Other knew exactly what Griffin was going to do before Griffin did it.]

That's just the kind of man we are. We let girls get hurt for us. Well, if that thing's a girl. But yeah, we're just a sorry sack. And that one? He'll slit your throats if it means keeping his dirty little secret. [The Other points to itself with a terribly proud grin.] Now me, I couldn't give a fuck about any of you. Only here for the one pissant. But that guy? He'll kill all of you. Unless...

[He shrugs innocently. Slowly, eyes turn to Griffin. Beer bottles and knives are hesitantly raised. Griffin looks between the patrons and The Other. He has his arms out to his sides, one stick pointed at each. He's nervous but he stands tall. He won't crumble because of one stinking monster and a bunch of drunks.]

I dare you.

[bodyreads]

[And that might be the smart thing to do first, but she refuses to leave him alone. She's seen the others. She's seen Simon's monster roaming just outside of his apartment. And she refuses to let him fight it on his own. She doesn't protest, but begins to look back at the other patrons to devise a way out.

The batarang comes flying at her, striking her in the shoulder. She doesn't make a sound. She turns back, angry, and she pulls it out without inflection.

She pulls it back between her fingers and readies herself to help him fight the monster...when the others begin to close in on Griffin, waving weapons. She turns around and stares them down. The batarang goes back out of her hands to hit two of them on the hands, knocking their weapons away. She leaps over the pool table to engage them while Griffin takes the others.]

[limitedrun]

[The problem is that Griffin doesn't know who to attack first. So he doesn't choose.

He twists his torso and raises his right arm, like he's going to go after the patrons. Mid-move, he Jumps. Instead of the patrons, he first appears directly behind The Other, cracking the pool cue over his skull. While still in momentum from his twist, he Jumps to the other side of the room. He brings half of stick in his left hand down hard on the shoulders of a bar patron, cracking that as well. He feels a hand grab his hair, roughly yanking his head back. It's The Other.]

Stop thinking you're such hot shit, it's disgusting.

[It brings his head down hard on the pool table. Griffin swipes his legs and tries to trip it. He also grabs the leg of another patron who's heading for Black Bat, dragging him down to the floor.]

[bodyreads]

[Cass is efficient in what she does, never going still, never faltering. She's been trained this way, like a machine. And she doesn't care. She flips over the one man and kicks him into the other, sliding to the side and cracking the other man's nose. The one girl moves towards her and Cass disarms her with a flick of her wrist, sending her sprawling.

She hears Griffin yelp and she turns, seeing him take down someone else who was going for her.

She spins and strikes the man behind her, the first one, and jams her fingers into three pressure points that render his arms useless. She kicks him over and returns to her other targets.]

[limitedrun]

[Griffin notices Black Bat's move. She's had some hardcore training.

The Other is suddenly down on the floor with him, whispering in his ear.]

You think she isn't gonna turn on you too?

[Griffin throws a punch, but The Other has Jumped away by then, leaving Griffin's fist to connect with the floor. He clenches his jaw but doesn't make any noise. He won't give it the satisfaction. A very large man throws himself on Griffin's back. Then he can't help but wheeze as all the air leaves him. He Jumps three consecutive times upward until he hits the ceiling. Rather, the large man hits the ceiling. Griffin Jumps back down to the floor, letting the man fall the seven or so feet. He whips himself around to elbow a man in the face, hearing the satisfying crunch of a nose breaking.

The rest of the patrons seem to regain the their senses, realizing that they're a bunch of slobs going up against professionals. They all huddle in a corner. One of them tosses a switchblade to The Other, wanting it to do the job they can't. It laughs joyfully like Christmas came early.

Griffin pulls his jacket off, taking out the knife concealed inside. He has a feeling Black Bat won't leave and he's trying to give her a way to differentiate between the two. The Other raises a mocking eyebrow.]

Oooh, is it getting serious now? Tell you what, I can play on easy mode. I'll leave mine on.

[Because it doesn't care about anyone else but Griffin. He knows it.]

Look mate, you're not winning any impersonation contests anytime soon. Just call it a day. I'd hate to mess up such a handsome face.

[They're circling each other. Griffin cracks his neck. The Other does the same. Griffin swings his knife, testing it. The Other mirrors him again.]

Seriously, are you five--

[The Other Jumps forward and headbutts Griffin. He stumbles back, but not before grabbing its collar and slashing his knife across its throat. They split apart. The Other is bleeding profusely but laughing anyway. Griffin, strangely enough, is grinning as well, even as he watches something that looks like himself bleed out.]

Anyone ever tell you you're a little fucked in the head? You enjoy this waaaay too much.

[bodyreads]

[Once they've scattered and she's made herself clear, she points to the bathroom doors.]

Get out or get hit. Your choice.

[She's tired of this. And when she turns back between The Other and Griffin, she can easily tell the difference apart. Griffin's body is tense, ready, uncertain, angry. The Other is gleeful, cocky, posturing. She can see it in the body language, and that's why she's already ready to join the fray.]

It'll kill you.

[She's speaking to Griffin. She's seen what the others have done.]

It wants to replace you.

[But she's not going to let it kill Griffin. And she knows he can hold his own, too. He has that power. He has an added advantage...even if The Other can do it too.]

[limitedrun]

Replace him?

[The Other turns to look at her, offended. It brings its arms down and the bleeding's stopped. It points at Griffin.]

Who in their right mind would want to be this sorry bastard? News flash: I am him.

[Griffin is suddenly behind The Other and has it in a headlock. He punches it in the face over and over furiously, each hit emphasizing a word.]

Shut! The! Fuck! Up!

[He knees it in the gut and throws it to the ground.]

This freak isn't going to leave a scratch on me. It's not even close to me.

Wrong!

[It runs straight for Griffin. He squares off, ready for the attack. But it Jumps at the last second, appearing directly behind Griffin. Only Griffin's Jumped too. He's standing next to Black Bat now. The Other is on her other side in an eye blink, going to shove her into Griffin with enough force to knock both of them down.]

[bodyreads]

[She's not fast enough like they are with their Jumping. She can only hope to keep her eyes on the fray and make sure she knows which is which, and how to stop The Other from killing Griffin. Especially if he can heal.

She turns to The Other when he appears and attempts a swipe at him angrily. He shoves her into Griffin and falls with him, but it doesn't take her long to get back up.

She shoots out her grappling hook to grab onto The Other's ankle and drag him to the ground so she can pounce on him with those claws of hers.]

[limitedrun]

[Griffin falls to the ground. His right hand lands on a broken bottle and he seethes. It doesn't shatter, and he picks it up, ready to use it as a weapon.

The Other takes Black Bat's hit. It rubs the corner of its mouth, smiling at the vigilante. In the moment of distraction, she's able to hook it and bring it down. It lands on its back. The claws dig into its body and it seethes. It looks up at her with a nasty combination of a snarl and a smirk.]

You're one of them. Thinks he's something more than a waste of air. Would you still think that if I told you how many times he's laughed while torturing people? Huh? Or about how he helped with that whole explosion--

[The Other stops and yelps. Griffin has driven the bottle into its left shin.]

Excuse you! We were talking!

[It punches her square in the jaw with no little amount of force once, twice. Griffin Jumps the few inches so he can wrap his hands around the Other's neck.]

Shut up! Just shut up!