Justice League IC

Wally's words echoed in my head, just like Kara's did at times.

You know, I thought my eighteen year old cousin was bad. She needs to meet you. I said, looking down at him.

And the UN wants him in the Justice League...wow. Kid, don't quit your day-job. Oh, and nice costume.
 
Wonder Woman folded her arms across her chest, her glance shifting back and forth between the Flash, Hawkgirl, and the newly arrived Man of Steel. It was a rarity for anyone to see such a grouping of elite superheroes, as most had worked independently of each other in days past.

If this Justice League were to actually form... the world would most certainly be a better place.

"I must say that the idea of a League sounds very promising," Diana said.

"What else but good could come from it?" she asked, though the question itself was rhetorical, meant to strike a point rather than raise debate.

Each hero had their noble qualities, and working together seemed like a wonderful idea.
 
Aquaman

He walked among them, his head held high, blonde hair moving in the slight breeze. He wore gilded gold and vivid green, and a crown adorned his head.

He had arisen among Gotham Harbor and felt drawn to this gathering of heroes in the streets of the city. He had only received the broadcast signal from UN Headquarters a few days ago. He left his home in the deepest depths to come to dry land, and perhaps be a part of this union.

For the greater good of Earth.

After all, seventy percent of the planet's surface was his domain. What affected the surface eventually affected the submarine. And Orin, once called Arthur Curry, would not stand to hear the sounds of a dolphin cry.

Were he resting upon his throne, he would be holding a sceptre. But instead he had his hands clasped loosely behind his back.

He looked at each of them in turn. He was no alien like the Son of Jor-El. Nor was he of the gods and goddesses like the Daughter of Hera. In the water, he had speed like The Flash, yet he was not human. And neither did he have command of the air with swiftly beating wings like the Thanagarian she-bird Hawkgirl, who's form and fit followed with a graceful curve of feathery countenance.

He was Orin.

He was Atlantean.

He was Aquaman.

He gave a bow and turned to face the Man of Steel.

"I am at your service," he said.
 
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OOC: Sorry about the last post, Wolfsister and I share the same computer. I didn't know she was logged in.

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As he walked outside Joker looked down just to see a paper at his feet, when he opened it the smile instantly disappeared from his face. He threw the paper down to the ground and turned on his hells to look at his men.

"Why did nobody tell me about this Justice League! How is a crook meant to make a dishonest living anymore with Batman, Superman and his croonies looking down on us every day. It is enough to make you want to go straight!"

He looked down at the paper again and started laughing, "I'm just kidding. What, can you not see the joke that is plainly in front of your face. I'll tell you what though. Seeming we are going on the road I have decided that we need some travelling money; what say you boys?"

At once everyone in the group clapped; they didn't want to find out what the alternative was and as Joker walked to his car they all followed and piled themselves into one of the vans. They just wondered where they were going to go.

Minutes later they were standing in the middle of the largest bank of Gotham with alarms going off everywhere. Joker raised his head and looked at the alarms on the walls before turning to the group.

"Will you shut them up. They are giving me a headache."

All at once the group dispersed to shut off the alarms, leaving Joker to move to the vault at his own pace. He stopped in front of it and looked at the door with a large grin. He knew just by the look of it that everyone would think that he was crazy just by trying something like this but it was not a word that he used or even liked. It was just that nobody else got the joke that he was playing on the city.

He started to whistle as he began to set up his "special" little device for the door. It was then that he heard the footsteps behind him and turned just to see the group standing there waiting for his instructions. He knew at that point that he had to get a better crew but right now they were the best that he had. He looked at them and let out a low breath, "Have you set up the welcoming mat just in case we have any visitors?"

"No boss," one of them said.

He looked straight at the man, his grin instantly disappearing, "Why have you not done so? Do you think that I should just let the Bats get me? Go and get it done now?"

As the others ran off to set up the "welcoming mat" which was a large group of cannisters filled with either Joker venom, sleeping gas or poison he turned back to the vault and went back to work.

As soon as was finished he took a few steps back, looked at the door and pulled the detonator out of his pocket and said as he pushed the button, "I love this part. Open says me."

He listened as the metal of the vault door started to get eaten away by the concoction that was in the cannisters attached to the door. Several seconds later Joker walked to the door, pulled it open and watched as it swung on his large hinge.

"Oh, I do love when I withdraw funds from my bank."

With a grin he walked to the vault door and posted a note on it Dear Batman, sorry you were so late to catch me, Love always, the Joker. He looked at the note then started to laugh as he walked into the vault, a large group of his men following closely.
 
Aquaman walked up and bowed. Showing us his Atlantean courtesy. He was in.

Well AC, it's great to have you. I said as I rose higher above the ground.

I looked around at the group of people standing (for the most part) before me. This was the Justice League. Most of them.

A group of heroes for Earth. A variety of abilities and talents. The goddess Diana, the Prince of Atlantis AC, the kid Flash, the Thanagarien Hawkgirl, The Martain Manhunter, the Dark Knight himself, and the last daughter of Krypton.

And, of course, myself, the last son of Krypton. The UN knew what they were doing, that's for sure. I hoped that they were right. That this team could help clean the world up.

Then the noise hit my ears. A bank. I didn't need to be a detective to know that a bank was getting robbed. I've heard that noise plenty of times before.

Alright, well, I suppose our first task is ahead of us. There's a bank getting robbed. I said. I flew high into the Gotham sky. I looked around with my telescopic vision to see if I could see what was going on.

It wasn't hard to find. It just happened to be the largest bank in Gotham. I flew back down to the crowd.

It's the Gotham City Reserve Bank downtown. Batman and the others will know, and I'm betting they will meet us down there. I said. I knew that a simple bank robbery didn't need the whole Justice League, but hey, why not show the world what we have here. Anyone interested in our first little party? I asked before I took to the sky again, waiting for the team to join.

I couldn't wait for the look on those sorry people's face when the entire Justice League came to crash their shabang.
 
The Flash

Wally tried to keep a straight face. He managed, serviceably enough.

"Supergirl's eighteen, now, huh?" he scratched his cheek with a gloved fingertip, making a big show of taking this under advisement. "Good to know. Good to know."

He was kidding. Mostly. (Blondes weren't really Wally's thing. He more liked women with darker hair... like that pretty Korean gal on Channel 4 back home in Keystone.)

Honestly, punking on Supes was going to be the best part of this job. And there would be Bats. And The Martian Dude.

So many serious folk to whom the inimitable Wally West could maybe give a wedgie!

"(I'll have you know this is a tribute costume,)" he reminded Big Blue under his breath, well within the range of Superman's super-hearing, "(and I don't think you should get all snarky with me just because my uncle outran your heat vision that one time.)"

And then... and then another serious fella showed up.

The aforediscussed Imperius Rex of All Atlantis and The Seven Seas.

Kinda pompous. (Seriously, who wears a crown these days?)

Still, it was hard to not respect a dude who could walk along the bottom of The Marianas Trench.

Then Big Blue did that thing where he cocked his head like a hound picking up a dog whistle. And there was work to be done.

"Right!" The Flash declared. "I'll do recon!"

And in a blur of red and gold, he was gone.

And in a blur of red and gold, he was back.

"Um," he mumbled, embarrassed, holding a half-unfolded subway map. "I got kinda. Turned around. You said downtown?"
 
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Aquaman nodded his acknowledgement to Kal-El. He gestured a hello to the others, and was about to speak to Wonder Woman and J'onn when Kal-El said a bank was being robbed.

Thieves. He hated thieves.

And of course, The Flash had turned himself around and was clueless as to which direction this robbery lay.

Aquaman extended a green gauntled hand and pointed a finger towards the old part of Gotham City, the downtown area near the river.

"It's that way," he told the red and gold speedster. "It will be the big building with all the police cars around it," he finished with a smile.
 
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Flash, in my mind, was going to be the 'comical relief' of the crew more then anything.

Well then Wally, I'll see you there...if you can find it. I said before I took off to the sky.

Wally was fast, maybe even more faster then I. But I didn't have to go around buildings. I could, as someone once said, leap tall buildings in a single bound.

I came up to the bank, and stopped. I knew Flash was only a second or two behind me. And, I figured I could wait for the others, since, now, we were a team.

They won't be going anywhere fast anyways. I said as I melted the tires.
 
As he looked at all the safety deposit boxes and rubbed his hands together Joker couldn't help but have a grin on his face. Everything had gone so easily and all he had to do was collect the money, gems and anything else they had stashed in here and get out. Just then one of his group came running into vault, breaking him from his concentration.

"Boss, the cops are outside."

He turned to the man, the smile still on his face, "You disturb me for that? Can you not see that I am having some fun here? Do you not know that it is bad to disturb a clown in the middle of a joke? Just roll out the welcoming mat."

The man looked at Joker as if he was going thoroughly insane before shaking his head, "It is not just the cops out there boss. Superman just showed up. I think that there might be one of the other heroes out there too."

Joker looked at the man, "Is the Bats out there with him. I would so like to say hello to him again after our last encounter."

The man looked out towards the front entrance and shook his head, "I don't think that he is out there boss."

"Well isn't he a little party pooper then. Oh very well."

He pulled out a second controller from his pocket, turned towards the front of the building and looked at the man as he pressed down the button with one of his fingers. Seconds later he heard the sudden pops as the cannisters filled with all his little goodies burst open, filling the area with venom, sleeping gas and poison. He started laughing as he heard the screams come from the front of the building then turned to the group, "I suggest that you put on your masks. I don't think that you want to turn out like the people in the front of this building."

He looked down at the floor as he grabbed his bag, pulled out another device of his and set it up. He knew that Superman and anyone else out the front would be busy with the now screaming people there. He just hoped that it would give him enough time to get out of there so that he could move along with his plan. Take his brand of fun on the road.
 
The Flash

The Flash had run a little more slowly than he could have. He'd been following the single-bounding Superman, after all.

And thus, yes, he was a handful of seconds behind the Kryptonian. Long enough for the aforementioned heat vision to take out those tyres.

And long enough? For the Joker to start handing out party favours.

When The Flash zipped into place just outside the cordon of police cars, he found there... chaos. Screaming peals of laughter and green miasma.

He wasn't a smart guy. But he could think really, really quickly.

Nerve gas! A gaseous cocktail including The Joker's brand-name stuff!

Why couldn't it just be boomerangs? I like it so much better when it's just guys throwing boomerangs.


Wally put the pedal to the medal, wasting no time... this stuff was fast-acting and he couldn't do a thing for the folks who'd already breathed it in. But he could save anyone else from getting a lungful if the wind changed.

He blurred in, and back and in and back and 'round and 'round and 'round...

He contained the various clouds of stuff in a single column of cyclonic air, as he sprinted sprinted sprinted in a circle at the bottom, keeping the air spinning, keeping the air locked down.

"Hey, look," he noted cheerfully. "A red tornado!"

If he stopped running, the gas would get out.

And because his nervous system was so accelerated, he was vulnerable to such agents as this.

He started laughing softly, dreamily.

"Heehee, hohoho, hm," he suggested. "Could someone tell me what to do with this stuff? Maybe a Firestorm or somebody could turn it into cotton candy? (Do we have a Firestorm? A Zatanna?) Hee! HA! Oh. Hm. Ha. Hahahaha. HAHAHAHA! Urgh. (Seriously, containment's an issue here, people! I smelt it but I didn't dealt it!) HAH!"
 
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J'onn arrived just as the poison was deployed. He saw Flash's well meaning attempt to contain the gas. "Kal-el! Does this gas burn?"
 
Wally ran in circles containing the gas. J'onn arrived. I knew that the other two weren't far behind. Well, I don't see why we can't try it out. Just be careful not to hit Flash. I said.

Then I poured the heat from my eyes onto the tornado of gas. If all else failed, I could take over for Wally, and lift it through the skies, and take it somewhere away from people.

But for now, I released immense heat from my eyes.
 
Aquaman arrived and saw the scene unfold before him.

He stopped for just a second, trying to catch his breath, feeling the sweat break out on his skin. Out of water he wasn't quite as powerful, but he was powerful still.

The Flash had contained the gas in a cyclone of red, while Superman's heat vision warmed the gas to ignition.

If The Flash's containment could hold an explosion.....Aquaman thought for a moment....the gas wasn't heating fast from Clark's heat vision because, well, because it was a gas...what if it had some help?

Orin went to a car that sat on melted tires. He rocked it, hearing the gasoline slosh in the tank. He grasped it, heaving it over his head, and shouted to the Man of Steel:

"What about a little help, Superman?!"
 
J'onn poured his own vision right near Kal-el's and waved his hand to Aquaman to signal the throw. They had to get rid of this gas.
 
The Flash

Just keep running.

Hee.

Heeeee.

Hahaha.

HA. HA. HA.


The laughter pounded in his head like the endlessness of his footsteps and still The Flash powered on through.

C'monc'monc'mon.

This stuff's gone aerosol in sufficient quantity that all of downtown Gotham could be affected. From The Narrows to The Scituate.


But his legs felt like they each had four seventy-pound bags of flour tied to them. His feet felt like they were sculpted blocks of lead.

So heavy. Each time he lifted a foot, it was more of an effort. Soon, it was like trying to do a hundred-yard dash in 8.86 seconds while dragging a moon behind him.

HAHA. HAHA. HAHA. HA.

I can't believe I already made a fart joke. I suppose I could make another one. There hasn't been this much potential for poor-taste "passing gas" jokes since the funeral scene from "Last Action Hero."


Heat vision poured in over his head from two extraterrestrial pairs of eyes.

'Don't cross the streams. Important safety tip. Thanks, Egon.'

Aquaman hefted a getaway vehicle and got ready to wing it into the cyclone.

Ignite the stuff, force it to undergo a chemical change.

Like dropping thermite plasma on Alcatraz in "The Rock." Groovy.


Wally ran and ran and ran.

So we're skipping straight from Air-bending to Fire-bending?

I thought The Avatar was supposed to learn Water-bending and then Earth-bending before he took up Fire-bending. There was a whole episode about that in Book One.

But that's cool. I can dip into a little Fire-bending.


His lungs were burning. A few minutes previously he'd skipped across The Atlantic Ocean in less than a ten-count without breaking a sweat.

His nerves were fraying.

"Air-bending." Hee. Hee. Heeeee.

There's potential there for fart jokes, too!

HA. HA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!


He felt his face stretching into a smile.

Wally knew that nerve agents would work faster on him, would kick in faster on him than on a normal person. But he was tough. He was in better shape than the world's fastest long-distance runner, and his metabolism had been juiced up by The Speed Force... he could survive this. He could shrug this off.

He just had to keep... running...

Go. Go. Gogogogogo.

Ha. Ha. Hahahahaha.


He forced the smile down and bottled it. He got his game face on.

You're not just anyone, Wallace West. You are The Flash.

Act like it.

RUN!
 
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Aquaman was about to throw the truck into the cyclone. And Wally, I could see, was getting tired. We had to hurry.

If the plan worked, I would be able to grab the Flash away from the explosion just in time. Thanks to the gas, I doubted Wally would be clear on which way to go when the truck blew.

When you're ready Aquaman. Flash, don't stop. I'll get you out of there. I said.

'Where the hell is everyone else?' I wondered. If we were busy out here, the guys inside could be leaving through an alley way or something.

Batman and Diana could worry about that though.
 
OOC: Sorry, been kinda busy
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Wonder Woman took to the sky, flying shortly behind the Man of Steel with her her arms outstretched before her, hands clenched into fists. Superman had already started using his heat vision to melt the tires off the getaway cars, preventing them from being used. Yet before they could take any further action to prevent the robbery a sudden chemical gas had been released in the immediate vicinity, stirring up the crowd and causing quite a ruckus.

Flash, using his quick speed, began picking up the smoke, funneling it around and around... but she wasn't sure if he could keep it up.

Superman and J'onn were using their heat vision to try and ignite the gas, and they would need to scoop the Flash out to prevent him from being harmed.

But what could she do?

Wonder Woman turned her attention back towards the bank, and she prepared herself to head inside.
 
Aquaman heard the Martian Manhunter's signal to throw, echoed by the same sentiments from Superman.

He glanced quickly to The Flash. He wanted to give him some sort of signal, some sort of nod to say he was about to throw the fuel into the fire. Literally.

The King of Atlantis couldn't see The Flash, though. He only saw a blur of red and gold.

Sweat pouring from him, Aquaman gritted his teeth and heaved once, then with a yell released the car, sending it up, up, and away.

It was a perfect lob. The car, propelled by the Atlantean's throw, flew upwards until it arced down, falling quickly into the cyclone of gas where the two Last Sons forced their powerful sight.
 
J'onn, aim for the truck and keep going. I shouted as I flew down and grabbed Wally from his own cyclone.

I picked him up, and held him in the air away from the bank and the gas. I waited for J'onn's vision to ignite the truck and destroy the gas.
 
Aquaman fell to his knees. Away from the sea for such a time, and the physical exertion he had given was taking its toll on him. He knew the danger was not over, would not be over until J'onn lit the fire.

He watched as Kal-El of Krypton snatched The Flash from the spinning maelstrom. He gave a weak smile and a nod.

He then covered his ears and his head as he waited for the explosion and fire that was to come.
 
The Flash

One more step.

One more step.

One more step.


Then the car came crashing down and Wally missed his stride and he started to tumble, about to go face-first into the pavement right next to a ticking timebomb of a fireblast.

But then Superman was there, and bearing Wally aloft, far out of reach of the impending boom... and Wally, in that instant, kind of knew what it felt like for normal people when Superman showed up.

He put the "super" in "superhero" and how easy it was to forget this.

Wally giggled softly, and the giggles made him vibrate harmlessly against Superman's invulnerability.

"Thanks, S.," he hiccuped, and then got a goofy sort of philosophical expression on his face.

"Y'know what's always been kind of funny to me?"
Wally chortled, still plainly under the influence of The Joker's vilest smog. "That J'onny has heat vision in the first place. I mean, his weakness is fire, huh? Fire is his... um... Kryptonite. Hee. Hee. 'Mars-ite.' Or something. Dude could commit suicide just by staring hard."

Wally grinned a massive grin, so wide it nearly strained his face-muscles. Eel O'Brian would have a hard time smiling as wide as that.

"What're you saving me for?" he wondered, gleeful, pointing down at the fracas below. "Hee! Shouldn't you be saving J'onny from blowin' his dang self up?"
 
As I set him down, Wally's words took a moment to register in my head. He was right, J'onn's weakness was fire.

Damn.

The explosion took place before my eyes. In the instant the fire rose, so did I. I flew over and pushed J'onn out of the way, just as the fire rose up around me.

As the fire swallowed me, my only thought was that J'onn was ok.
 
The concussion from the explosion knocked Aquaman flat. He felt the heat from the fireball, and looked up in time to see it engulf Superman in mid-air. As it rose and dispersed topside, Superman seemed to be in two places at once, and then Aquaman realized the Man of Steel had moved at hyperspeed to push the Martian out of the way of the fire.

Fire. Aquaman remembered. Fire and the Green Martian didn't mesh very well together.

Feeling bits of gravel and ash rain down upon him, the Atlantean stood and looked to The Flash.

"You okay?" he asked, still watching as the fireball rose into the air.
 
As he walked down the length of the sewer Joker wondered how they were going with his welcoming mat until the ground shook underneath his feet. His first instinct was to look up but with nothing more to see than the concrete of the the sewer wall he kept going. He knew that whoever was out there had gotten a bang out of the little surprises that he had left outside the front of the bank but he wondered what they would make of the larger surprise, the cannisters of neuro toxin and motion and pressure sensitive packs of C4 inside the bank vault. He knew that they wouldn't able to do whatever they just did to his cannisters or they would blow the vault, the contents and themselves sky high.

He suddenly stopped when he thought of a naked Superman flying through the air and started laughing, causing the group to stop and look at him. He looked at them and said, "What are you stopping for. They will be after us before we know it. Keep going."

The group of men didn't say a thing but lifted their bags full of whatever they could grab and carry from the vault and started walking again. Joker then took one more look back down the sewer and hoped that they would try something to get to him, he wanted so much to feel the earth shake beneath his feet again.

Before he started walking again Joker looked up at the ceiling of the sewer and said, "Where are you Batman? I would have loved to have had you here. Too bad for me."

With a laugh he started to walk further away from the bank.
 
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