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Post by bluelonewolf on Jan 11, 2013 15:38:35 GMT -5
Il est encore plus facile de juger de l'esprit d'un homme par ses questions que par ses réponses: It is easier to judge the mind of a man by his questions rather than his answers- Pierre-Marc-Gaston, duc de LévisIt was still just another day and night on watch. In his massive Cadillac on a hill nearby, Vic Sage, AKA The Question, was going over another clipboard of pilfered papers. This last one was nabbed from a chemical plant he'd... infiltrated...anyhow, the chemical in question he was reading about was a mutagenic compound that was not legal in any way shape or form. He'd tracked it here, and he was wondering what Stagg wanted with it. At any rate, he was waiting for true night. "What could Simon Stagg want with this..." he quizzed himself, "Unless you're making some sort of supersoldier or something, this chemical is pretty useless...and since the government shut down supersoldier programs years ago..what's this for..."
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Post by Alien-Child on Jan 11, 2013 23:06:38 GMT -5
What a bizarre city. All the buildings are strong, made out of stone, metal and glass, reaching into the sky. Some even passed the clouds. The beings of this land... while he had encounter one such as them before, these ones are dressed differently and ride metallic vehicles if not walking. "What a strange world I fell in..."
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Post by bluelonewolf on Jan 12, 2013 2:28:57 GMT -5
Since I have no idea how close your character is to mine, I'm going to ignore him for now.At any rate, the Question continued to go through his files with one hand- while idly tapping his foot. "Strange that he'd be doing this here...I wouldn't want to be caught bringing these chemicals into this area, but this is Stagg's best genetics research facility..." He continued to flip through the files. This time of personnel inside the plant. "But if the researchers are here, then they aren't on typical payroll...time to go digging..." He'd already scouted out cameras and blind spots around the compound. Luckily the exterior wasn't heavily guarded. On the inside is where he'd likely have his problems.
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Post by Alien-Child on Jan 18, 2013 23:57:33 GMT -5
Would it be wise to mingle with these beings.... or would that only bring trouble? Ah, such a problem.
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Post by bluelonewolf on Jan 19, 2013 0:04:34 GMT -5
Well, whatever the mystery being chose, he was close enough to see a faceless man step out of his car, tossing a folder of papers back inside. The Question didn't carry a camera unless he needed it. Photographs could be hacked out of computers, and developing old-fashioned film took space, specialized equipment, and chemicals, none of which he'd want to try and do in his car. At any rate, he was already considering how to properly case the place and get inside so he could further his investigations.
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Post by Alien-Child on Jan 19, 2013 0:05:51 GMT -5
A faceless man? How biza- Suddenly, just as he thought this world couldn't get any stranger, lightning cackled in the sky.
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Post by bluelonewolf on Jan 19, 2013 0:07:46 GMT -5
"...That's funny..." said the Question, tightening the hat on his head, "I read the paper this morning and there was nothing about a storm cell running through..." Granted, this was this particular world. Strange weather was pretty typical. Some local maniac and his weather machine mayhaps.
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Post by Alien-Child on Jan 19, 2013 0:14:24 GMT -5
From out of the portal, ninjas appeared. Though they were humanoid in shape, their eyes glow a demonic red, the exposed skin through their mask was green scales, and spikes covered their robes. Although these beings can be passed off for human, maybe mutant or even a metahuman, the next creature that came one clearly wasn't, as one look might cause disbelief among certain humans. "Drako...." The warrior gasped at what he saw.
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Post by bluelonewolf on Jan 19, 2013 0:22:35 GMT -5
...Aaaaand that was the clue for our hero to beat feet. He didn't carry a cell phone- he didn't want to be tracked anywhere- and so he probably should get more qualified help. "Well, no wonder there's a random storm. Looks like another otherworldly invasion," mused the Question as he got back in his car and started it up, "I thought it was a Thursday, must be a Saturday already."
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Post by Alien-Child on Jan 19, 2013 0:44:25 GMT -5
What the bloody hell is Drako doing here?! He's sure this isn't his world. And those ninjas with them... unless he's mistaken, but those seem like the Rank. But... but that's impossible. @drako@ The dragon man sniffed the air, snarling. "So this is the plane our contractor patched us through." The dragon, known as Drako snarled as he snarled at the city. "However, he has failed to met up with us as promised." Right before him, the ninjas bowed, not moving in silence. @drako@ "I wouldn't be surprised you are all eager to enjoy you're new freedom. Very well, make waste of these mortal mammals." If they had mouths under those mask the ninjas were smiling as they spread out into the night.
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Post by bluelonewolf on Apr 29, 2013 12:26:47 GMT -5
"Well. This certainly is bad news," said the Question, muttering to himself, trying to figure where all this was going to end up going. He was only one man and there were a bunch of ninja that split up. Wonderful.
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Post by Alien-Child on Apr 29, 2013 23:37:27 GMT -5
The dragon-like ninjas attacked appeared out of nowhere. Just them showing up frightened people. Before one would make a strike a couple of humans,
STRIKE!
@usagi@ His blade was held back by a rabbit with a sword. He cut through the ninja's blade and proceed to attack.
@drako@ "WHAT?! USAGI!!!!"
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Post by AnT on Apr 29, 2013 23:43:45 GMT -5
Behold the Arrowplane... With engines that go about nearly as fast as Mach 2, this jet can cross the country in few short hours, maybe less. With the Black Canary in back-seat, the Green Arrow kept his eyes in front. Yes, having his own company can help him afford this type of transport. He maybe deemed as the Poor's man Batman, but his wealth nearly rivals Bruce Wayne's.
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Post by bluelonewolf on Apr 29, 2013 23:46:00 GMT -5
That's about the time that a loud horn blared and alerted the rabbit with the sword to get the hell out of the way. "Wonder what this could be about. And if insurance covers ninja collision." KER-SLAM! Cue two ninjas completely trashed by the massive car. --- "You seriously could use some more comfortable upholstery back here," said Dinah, "Vinyl, really?"
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Post by AnT on May 2, 2013 16:28:14 GMT -5
"Hey, I was running a bit of a short budget." he scoffed, still piloting. "What do you want from me?"
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