[Blackest Night] A conglomerate of not-so-nice people...

[wrongboywonder]

After what had happened with Ivy, Talon had developed a new plan altogether. He would assemble the worst of the worst to help. He had understood that he couldn't rely on the so-called heroes to make sure things were okay. So he had Raven take him, after losing Ivy, to this world's STARLabs. A place where he could "borrow" a Motherbox. After that,

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Inertia

[law_number_one]

Even with a Mother Box, Inertia isn't an easy guy to find. Being an incredibly intelligent speedster with future technology, he's good at hiding when he wants to hide. He does keep watch for whoever might be looking for him though. So when a Boom Tube opens in the outskirts of Manchester, Alabama, Inertia is waiting for whoever it is. He's hiding, waiting to see just who it is before making himself known. He's got no intention of letting one of those Black Lanterns trick him like he'd seen them do.

Re: Inertia

[wrongboywonder]

Talon walks out, half burned costume, and falling off mask. He steps out, and unlike most heroes, declares everything.

"Inertia!" He yells without hesitation. "I'm Talon. I used to be a badguy. Right now, the heroes might be kind of reliant on us to save their pathetic asses. You willing to listen to a proposal?" He paused from there and waited for the speedster to appear and reply.

[law_number_one]

Inertia's eyes widen behind his goggles a moment. His first thought is that maybe one of Bart's little friends has come looking for him. The costume and declaration change his mind quickly though. A few seconds of consideration and a check with CRADYL's sensors to make sure this guy is among the living and Inertia nods.

He speeds out and appears in front of Talon, arms crossed. "Start talking."

The Riddler

[wrongboywonder]

Talon found himself more on his home turf for his next attempt at recruiting. Gotham's infamous "Crime Alley". He chuckled to himself, considering his makeshift home at the top of a condemned building was less than two miles away from here. He started wandering, trying to use the motherbox's supercomputer to track down the man who prided himself on his intelligence, The Riddler.

Finally, he found himself at a doorway. He knew from the Calculator's files not to simply bust in, or ring a bell. Knocking was even suspect, as Nigma was known for setting traps as well as he posed puzzles.

"Hey, Riddler?" He said, hoping the criminal mastermind could hear him. "My name is Talon. You wanna come out or let me in? 'Cause, well, everyone needs your help." Now to see if the villain would hear him out. Maybe, like Inertia, he would reveal himself on the mild shock that people needed his help.

Re: The Riddler

[notthequestion]

Oh the whole entrance way was rigged with three different kinds of defenses. Only one of them would actually kill a man. It wasn't that the Riddler had a policy of killing people, he tried not to these days it was just so boring; it was more that killing caused too many problems.

He disabled the traps from his side and leaned back. He was in an office space right now. It was as safe as he could make it and was watching the door way. He had a weapon close at hand but Talon shouldn't be able to see it.

But he might suspect it was there.

"Do come in then. Tell me about it please. It's ever so rare that anyone would turn to a man like me." But of course they would.

He is the smartest man in Gotham. (Batman doesn't count only a fool would dress like that!)

Re: The Riddler

[wrongboywonder]

Talon himself had secreted a birdarang in his hand, and knew he could take most people in a fight. He walked in less-than casually, making sure to face Edward at every point, turning as he entered through the open door.

"Yeah, well, I got some intel that you're smart. Damn smart." He said, using his free hand to adjust his half-burnt mask. His exposed blue eye, however, was full of sincerity. He slowly, like a hunter trying not to spook his prey, reached for his utility belt, pulling out his comm device and flipping it on to reveal the mass messages of terror and panic from civilians and heroes alike.

"We got a huge problem that we could use some of those smarts to ensure... You know... Mutual survival." Talon himself was having a problem. This wasn't Inertia, this was an adult, someone he had a problem trying to reason with on the level, someone he didn't trust on the grounds of age.

Re: The Riddler

[notthequestion]

"Oh really?" He watches this Other Boy Wonder. At least the Riddler is reminded of Robin in a very vague way. Though at a closer inspection he decides that Talon isn't very much like Robin at all.

He is after all walking and not swinging. And the mask being burnt just says he doesn't care if it gives Riddler a way to figure out who he is. Batman would never allow that.

"Anyone with half a mind would have said that. You don't get a reputation like mine if there isn't something to it. You could have looked for a hero. Someone young. Innocent." He flashes a teasing grin.

"Willing to show some cleavage." What? All of them do to some degree. "Why come to me?"

Scorch

[mindinferno]

Aubrey is restless. No matter how high she stokes the fire, how hot she drinks her coffee, how long she stands on the concrete porch and lets her body burn blindingly bright, there's still a chill in the air that crawls down into her bones and takes root there. She can't seem to warm up, to fully shake it off.

She lights another cigarette, peering out the window into the gathering storm. The thunderous knock on her door before she's even done inhaling doesn't surprise her so much as reinforce her unease.

She goes into the foyer and cracks the front door open partway, peering through the gap allowed by the chain.

"Yes?"

Re: Scorch

[wrongboywonder]

He had arrived only a moment sooner, and been about to knock on the door, when the door had opened, and an eye had peered through. Having been raised by Owlman, doors had never opened for him. In fact, they had always slammed shut if he was within a block. This was new.

"Uh..." He said, slightly stunned. Inertia had popped in front of him, but that was how speedsters worked. He only remembered barely hitting the door.

"I'm Talon. I... need to talk to you." God, talking to the guys on his list had not nearly been this hard.

Re: Scorch

[mindinferno]

Aubrey shut the door to unlatch the chain, then opened it just enough to make space for herself to lean in the frame. She took a drag off her cigarette.

"Okay, I'm listening."

Re: Scorch

[wrongboywonder]

Well, crap for Talon. This girl was hot. Figuratively AND literally. To a teenage boy, this was like Superman trying to talk reasonably to kryptonite.
Talon panicked and just reached into his utility belt to reveal his commm unit, clicking it to start displaying the JLA messages, as well as the cop comms. Talon tried to compose himself while they played, but ultimately, wound up going to car salesman sleaze.

"Well, babe, that's the problem I'm playing for you." He said, trying to be charming while his voice slightly squeaked. "We're all gonna die if we don't help the self-appointed 'good guys'."

John Constantine

[toolateformagic]

Number Four on the list emerged with no small number of wet, squishing, cracking sounds out of a passionate (but unfortunately very dead) fat man who'd recently had his heart ripped out by some of his own ghosts

Re: John Constantine

[wrongboywonder]

Talon whistled as John came through his portal through the Red.

"Niiiice trick." He said, clapping lightly. "I'm already impressed. You're a hard man to track down, Constantine. Even my little magic box took a while honing in on your bio-signs." He held up his motherbox a moment to show what he was talking about before tucking it into his utility belt. He looked almost as bad as John did, with a half-burned costume and mask.

"You willing to listen to a proposition?"

Re: John Constantine

[toolateformagic]

"Urgh," said John as he grasped at the hole in his chest before he looked up at the smug kid with a scowl.

"Listen to anything you want," he muttered, his eyes flitting back and forth between the kid in the mask and the Mother Box, "Just step a bit closer. Give me some help. I'm bloody dying here."

Was this what a heart attack felt like? He was too bloody you--

Well, no, that wasn't it.

But funny how much you missed the feel of your own heartbeat. You didn't notice it most of the time.

Re: John Constantine

[wrongboywonder]

Talon noticed the grasping, and the one blue eye not covered by a mirrored lens went wide.

"Shit, dude!" He rushed over and looked through his utility belt. He had gone through a lot of supplies since being here, but he should have some emergency medical gadgets that might be able to help.

"The hell happened? Zombies get to you before I did?" He asked excitedly as he looked for some styptic or anything that might help. "And how the hell are you alive?!"

The Creeper

[jumping_jacky]

Woe is The Creeper. His deadly little kewpie doll has been lost to him, after he so valiantly saved her from the hordes of the living impaired.

His only recourse.. Golden Girls reruns.

But since he's on the opposite side of a nightmarish half-undead cityscape from his apartment, he'll have to settle for cracking more skulls. Not hard to knock 'em down, it's getting 'em to stay down that's the trick.

Re: The Creeper

[wrongboywonder]

As if on cue, as Creeper temporarily dispatched one of the Black Lanterns, a boom tube opened with a deafening roar. Talon stepped from the portal, looking around with a smirk before settling his eyes on the Creeper. If the mayhem around was any suggestion, he had picked the right name off the Calculator's list.

"Yanno, pal, I saw this movie at the Best Buy a week ago, and I've been waiting to use this line ever since..." He said with a smile, waving a hand towards the boom tube.

"Come with me if you want to live."

Re: The Creeper

[jumping_jacky]

"Boy Wonder? Wait, no, too tall, and a little too sexually aggressive." Creeper somersaults over another zombie.

"Not that I'm one to turn down a good pop culture reference, but I'm trying to get along a little better with the time-share up here." He taps his head. "Got any more info, kiddo?"

Re: The Creeper

[wrongboywonder]

"If you die, we all die." He said with a smile. "You're like me. You want to do good and get misunderstood. The guys who think they're the be all end all of good are going to die without help, and it's up to us misunderstood folk to help them out. I already have a posse of them back at my place. At worst, we get to stick it to these undead bastards as best we can for the side of survival of the human race." He punctuated his sentence by cleanly slicing a zombie in half with his naginata.

"You want to be a part of that, Creeper? You want to save the world?"