crossbow_bat:

The winter wind had a sharp bite to it and the cold rain made the day that much more miserable. The small canopy set up over the grave site did little ward off the rain. The weather fit Maria's mood perfectly. The graveside service had just wrapped up and the coffin had been lowered into the frozen ground. The other mourners were heading to the warmth of their waiting vehicles.

Maria didn't seem to notice the wind and the cold rain as she stood as still as the many statues that dotted the graveyard. Her mother was dead. Victim of bombing. It happened too close to the breakout at Arkham to be coincidence. Maria knew one of the escapees was responsible, she just had to find out which one.

She stared at the coffin sitting in the ground.

In the back of her mind she knew Bruce and her father were waiting in the car, but she just couldn't move.

miss_flexible:

Annie had been very busy in Opal City lately. So really, she hadn't had much time to stop by the JLA HQ much. And she knew she probably had some monitor duty shifts to make up for. So today, she decided to swing by and see who was around. Annie made her way straight into the kitchen. She was starving, so a little snack would be good before she started wandering the halls to see who was around. Annie walked into the kitchen, and started opening the cupboards to see what was in the pantry.

ms_miracle:

Avia was currently booked on a fairly length stay in Vegas (easy commute when you had a Mother Box), but was making regular trips back to Chicago to see Will. It was nice to have someone to come home too. Different than the way she used to fill her bed with an endless stream of partners. She'd tried loving everyone, but now she just wanted to love one man. Funny how life changed sometimes.

The Vegas shows were going well, but she was always creating new tricks. And right now, she had a pretty good budget to come up with a few more. She was no slouch in the technology department, but sometimes, there were engineering tricks she could use some help with.

So she Boomed herself to San Fran to go see Max.

khym_jonzz:

So, she had a boyfriend!  That was terribly exciting news!  It had not gone exactly like the TV had said it would, but it was close enough.

News like this, of course, deserved to be shared with ones' girlfriends.  And since Petra was the first one she had shared with to begin with, she would be the first one she would share with again.

So it was that Kim arranged to meet with Petra at Warrior's once more.

madeofgoesfast:

Steven has been counting the days. The paperwork is filed, listing himself as the primary owner of Speedforce Productions, Ltd., with Annie, Jai, Iris, Tess and Cindy as partners. They have the space rented for each of the shoots - this one on a private beach. Everyone among the superheroine crowd that was willing to sign an NDA was invited with an RSVP request so they knew how many swimsuits to design.

Pippi has her own space to handle hair, wardrobe and makeup for the models, with Harry along to help coordinate getting everyone in to see her as adjustments were needed. Jai has the task of helping with setup, extra cameras, following Jo Kent around to shoot interviews while Steven handles the main coordination, and whatever else needs gophering. Jo is their reporter, there to conduct interviews with the models about their neighborhoods, causes important to them, and whatever else they want to discuss to help introduce themselves to the greater universe who often doesn't get to interact with super heroes.

Aside from the main area of beach, there,s a large bin full of beach balls. Tons and tons of beach balls, all of them two or three-colored in the colors of the various super heroines who confirmed they'd be here.

"Alright, when people are ready... I know we had one organizational meeting. But I thought I'd use this opportunity to thank everyone for coming. We're going to do the biggest and most complicated shoot first, and start working out details of the others. We have tentative volunteers, but some of the schedules are still open, and we're very open to shooting in pairs.

Other than the shoot here, consider this a day on the beach, courtesy of Speedforce Productions. After the shoot, we'll bring down food and drinks... there's plenty of water over by Pippi's station in the meanwhile."

miss_flexible:

April fool's day was not only a day that Annie and her father spent trying to out-prank each other, it was also her birthday. And the birthday of two good friends of hers, Barbie and Avia. So, Annie had decided that this year, she was throwing a huge birthday blowout for the three of them. After clearing it with Barbie and Avia, Annie had sent out invitations to their respective teammates, as well as the JSA, the Titans, and Cindy and her team, too. She'd spent the whole morning getting everything set up, and she'd gotten a giant birthday cake for the three of them. Annie looked over everything, making sure that everything was set up while she waited for everyone to arrive.

littleladylord:

Cindy was proud of the festivities she'd set up.

The game was projected onto one wall of the huge atrium the party was taking place in, with plenty of comfy seats facing it. It was only polite, after all.

More important was the food. Tables of chips, veggies, wings (with three different types of dressing), muffelettas (it's a New Orleans occasion this year. Thematic), and chili rolls. Cindy was especially proud of the chili rolls; there was one row marked 'Regular' and one row marked 'Queen' The latter row had a stack of pens and informed-consent waivers in front of it.

There was also a small end table full of party favors for everyone. In celebration of commerce, they were $10 gift cards, each for somewhere she thought fitting for the person the card was marked for.

Cindy likes parties.

littleladylord:

Glossy, colorful invitations went out to, delivered to homes if she had personal addresses, team bases if she didn't.

It was an Event of the Season for the most concentratedly commercialized day of all: Super Bowl Sunday. An all-day bash centered in the main atrium of the New Guardians headquarters in Chicago.

"Come celebrate the triumph of capitalism!" The invitations proclaim. "-- and one football team or another, if you like. Transportation provided if necessary. Refreshments fabulous."

first_son:

The JLA has a tendency to go all out for the holiday - and the younger generation isn't an exception. Jon has been working much of the day to get the decorations up around the base. Which says a great deal about just how decorated it gets, considering he's been doing most of it at super speed, and is only now starting to slow down and get to the detail work, with the big stuff done.

collateralmagic:

It starts as a normal day at YJLA headquarters.

Most of the team is already present; there's a meeting due to start in about half an hour and a training session after. Only minor beeps and alerts are coming through over the computers, nothing that can't be taken care of by local law enforcement. Outside, it's sunny, and there are even birds chirping and twittering to each other. It's almost blissfully quiet.

Until, very suddenly, it's not.

There's a near-tangible shift to the atmosphere as a wave of something blooms from somewhere within YJLA headquarters and travels outward through the building. It passes through walls and furniture and people with equal ease, bringing darkness with it as the lights go out and electronics abruptly fail to function. Openings to the world outside of headquarters -- doors, windows, escape hatches -- are consumed by the walls around them, vanishing entirely in some cases or scarring over as if they were old wounds. The emergency generator hums to life for a moment before it too fails and plunges headquarters back into darkness.

A glowing fog begins to rise, barely enough to see by. It's purple, and parts of it glitter. Faint, abstracted laughter floats down the halls; and Alina's voice trails after it like a handful of ping-pong balls down a staircase:

"That's more fun."

dc_holiday:

All Hallow's Eve, or Halloween as it has been come to be called, is a popular holiday with children and adults alike. It is a holiday that had its roots in the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain or Summer's End. Samhain celebrated the end of the "lighter half" of the year and the beginning of the "darker half".

On this evening the barriers between this world and the Otherworld were believed to be thin and the spirits, good and bad, of the dead could pass through. The spirits of the family's ancestors were welcomed in while evil and bad spirits were warded off by the wearing of masks and costumes. The costumes and masks disguised one as a harmful spirit and avoided harm from others.

It was also a harvest celebration and time to take stock of food stores for the winter. Livestock were slaughtered and the meat prepared for storage. It was the final harvest of the year and the crops were then stored for the winter. Celebrations included bonfires and tales of the family's ancestors.

It was a celebration of the dead and of the harvest.

Today we dress up in scary and not so scary costumes and masks and go door to door for candy or attend costume parties. It is a night for revelry, pranks and fun.

seesaw:

Margery had eaten a mushroom and olive pizza. It was nice. Real nice.  But this place was really creepy. So many pictures of people who weren't genocidal maniacs, but played them in the real world. Except the real world wasn't the real world anymore.  So she tried to sit and stay out of the way, and... oh, someone was coming.

ms_miracle:

Well, they'd managed to convince their parents (a little less hers, it was high time she moved out anyway, though she was keeping her basement workshop) that their moving in together was a good idea.  The age gap had come up, but they were in love and nothing much was going to stop them even if their parents didn't approve.    Checks had been signed, keys handed over, furniture purchased (Avia wasn't big on throwing around money, but she certainly did have it to throw when she needed it), things packed and later unpacked, the placement of furniture discussed and tweaked...

And they were finally moved in.

And, being finally settled, they were able to throw a housewarming party.  Avia's JLA teammates, Will's JSA teammates, Cindy and the New Guardians, Di and Ri and their Titans friends if they wanted to come... anybody who made their mutual association list.

Ought to be one swinging shindig.

ms_miracle:

Avia sucked in a deep breath and held it, before letting it out.  Because this was totally her idea and anything that happened tonight was, therefore, entirely her fault.  Up to and including her mother challenging Will to feats of strength to prove his worthiness of her (and her parents wondered why she never stayed with a guy long enough to meet them before).

But since they were going to be moving in together officially very shortly... well, it behooved them to tell their parents.  And then she'd gotten the crazy idea that they could save time and tell both sets at once, and suggested to her parents wouldn't it be nice for them to get to know Will's parents better and...

Yeah.  She was definitely crazy.

She stopped and adjusted the flower in her hair, smoothing out her skirt.  She'd ordered take out from her favorite organic place, forestalling the possibility of her mother's cooking setting the house on fire.  She'd made sure her mother's Mega Rod was upstairs.  Uncle Obie was on a date of his own (wearing that hideous toupee again).  It was going to be fine.  And Will and family would be here any minute.

Fine.

Really.

So why wasn't she downstairs yet.

madeofgoesfast:

With his recent conversation with Cindy Lord a few days past, the NDA's drawn up, and enough funding and paperwork together to begin the hiring process, Steven started making calls. He reserved the back room of a pizza place so they would have ample room for everyone, and privacy for the discussion. No one beyond Tess and Cindy have been told precisely what its for, just that its not an emergency of any sort, that they'll be receiving a business offer, and regardless how it goes, the food is on Steven... technically Cindy put up the money, but he's the host.

He's made, and called quite the list, along with making arrangements for transportation to New York for the non-residents. Thankfully, between the speedforce, JLA transporters, and people's powers, that's not hard to do. Each of the girls is handed an NDA as soon as they walk through the door. They're welcome to take or reject the proposal, of course - but the discussion itself has to stay under reasonable wraps. The entire menu - pizza, pasta, salads, sodas and breadsticks are made readily available to everyone for their attendance.

Steven himself has already gone through a couple of pizzas while waiting, and now has gone back to kind of pacing, waiting to greet the guests. His materials are all ready for presentation, once people arrive and sign the NDAs.

The guest list covers some of the most impressive women on the planet... together for... a pizza party.

Tess Holt, Cat Grant, Corrinna of Themysciria, Caitria Curry, Petra Gardener, Avia Free, Maria Grayson, Jess Byrd, Iris West,  Ash Curry, Barbie Queen and Alina Vasquez.

ms_miracle:

(backdated to shortly before Avia's birthday)

Things were, as far as Avia was concerned, going pretty dang good.  Groovy good, anyway.  She'd put in an offer on a place for her and Will, and the odds were they'd be signing the paperwork within a couple of weeks, and moving in with plenty of time before Will started college.  Avia admired his commitment to his education.  She had, at her parents insistence, gone off and on just enough to get an Associate's Degree in business, but had no desire for any more.  It was enough to be useful when managing her career.  But her path to education was one of life experiences.

The relationship itself was, well, about as perfect as could be.  Sure, she was a little bit older, and a lot of people still didn't get how the two of them had ended up together, but they worked.  Will got her and she got him.

Her own career was going well, touring Europe was pretty awesome, and she could Boom back whenever the League or he needed her.   Granted, him being able to fly also helped.  Such as tonight.  Paris, with the great love of her life?  Hard to beat.

Right now, they were just cuddling on the couch of her hotel suite. 

Avia pulled herself up just a little bit.  This was... really, really nice.  She'd have liked to have just spent the whole day doing nothing but this kind of thing.  But her upcoming birthday had put the issue a little more on her mind.  It was something that needed to be talked about.

"Mind if we... talk for a little?"

ms_miracle:

So, this being a Saturday, Avia had picked up Will and Boom Tube'd the couple of them to LA to this great little pancake house for breakfast.

She picked up a strawberry off the top of her pancakes and plopped it into her mouth, slightly less suggestively than she normally would.  Important day.  Didn't need to break the boy's brain.

"So I was thinking we might go to Chicago," Avia said.  "I was looking at a couple of listings that might make a nice place for us."

She went on.  "Hope that's okay?  I mean, we can still look at some together too."

dc_holiday:

Drink to me, only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine ;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
The thirst, that from the soul doth rise,
Doth ask a drink divine :
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much honoring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not wither'd be.
But thou thereon didst only breathe,
And sent'st it back to me :
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
Not of itself, but thee. Ben Johnson

loveontherocks:

Heather still couldn't believe the article in the Tribune's Arts and Entertainment section. "Local artist Heather Collins... first gallery... works entirely in crystal... metahuman art scene... gallery opens tonight... guest list is expected to include Cynthia Lord, daughter of... famous escape artist and charity advocate Avia Free... local celebrity actor..."

She took a couple of deep breaths, despite the fact that the action did precious little other than to circulate some air through her crystaline body. She was definitely going to have to call her parents after this. Opal wasn't exactly in the same broadcast range as Chicago, but... well, it was a city with a pretty strong interest in the arts. Something like this might make it into the news cycle.

She couldn't blame Cindy for setting this up. The thought of people coming to see something she'd created had already done wonders for her self confidence. And Cindy, being the person that she was with the connections that she had, had been more than good at getting some publicity, and had been good for inviting those nice Justice League people, even if they were coming in their secret identities.

Another deep breath, and Heather left the back room, heading back out into the gallery itself. There were seven large statues in the show, representing the Entities. There were smaller statues too, of varying sizes, mostly of fantasy figures, though one marked "Raging Goddess" was a special commission that was already carrying a "sold" tag. Not her first paid project, but certainly the one she'd been paid the most for. Quite the satisfied customer there.

"Alright," she said, checking her watch. "Twenty minutes to open."

ms_miracle:

Warrior's Bar and Grill was officially closed for the evening, and with good reason.  Avia and Petra had taken it over for the annual "Rate the Hunks" party, though that was in truth, only a small part of the evening.  The various women of the teams getting to socialize and have fun and get to know each other was far more important that drooling over the sweet, sweet eyecandy that was...

Wait.  What was she thinking about?

But invitations had gone out to all the super-women in Avia's Rolodex, including the JSA, the YJLA, the Titans, and the New Guardians, and anyone else anyone else knew.  There was food, alcohol for those old enough,  background music.

"Looks like we're all set, Petra, m'groovy gal pal."

Now, folks just had to show.

loveontherocks:

So. Heather had woken up today and worked on some of her sculptures. In the time since, she'd been changed into rock candy by a purple light, been nearly captured by alien robots, rescued by a girl with magic powers, told by Papa Smurf that she was the host to something called the "Predator", hauled off to an alien planet to watch the Justice League fight a bunch of Green Lanterns alongside a guy who was yellow and had fangs and a crazy Amazonian woman, met two more people with light things inside them, been told that the evil alien robots had a couple people like them and that the alien robots were working for the guy who'd destroyed Coast City, and was now floating in a bubble generated by a Green Lantern with the others like her, with other Green Lanterns, the Justice League, and a handful of Blue Lanterns, which she didn't even know existed before today.

Yeah.

She was gonna need a lot of therapy to get over this one.

ms_miracle:

Hitting the newstands today was Maxim's annual all-super-hero issue.  They covered super-heroes on other occasions,  interviews, photoshoots and the like, but once  a year, it was all super-hero related stuff.  And Avia's schedule had finally settled down enough to do the photoshoot and interview, she'd vetted the copy, had a fight with her mother about the whole thing, and donated the entire check to one of her favorite charities.

Thanks to some advice to Cindy, she'd also retained the rights to the negatives on the photos.

Also, a certain someone special would be getting a copy in the mail, autographed,  along with "consider this a preview."

lantern_corps:

That only a fraction of the Young Justice Leaguers had returned with the Earthlings playing host to the shards of the Emotional Entities was worrying for Ganthet.  Worse, that some of them had been captured by the Manhunters.   Those taken by the Green Lanterns, well, he had to believe that his Brothers would treat them humanely, if not exactly in comfort.  Those that were there, and the Leaguers themselves, deserved an explanation.

"My name is Ganthet," he began, "and I am--or was--one of the Guardians of the Universe.  My people were among the first lifeforms to evolve in the universe and to make up for the failing of one of our own, we have been attempting to safeguard the universe ever since.  To do that, we learned to harness a power even greater and older than ourselves, the Lights of the Emotional Spectrum."

As he spoke, again, he illustrated his point with green power.  "In the beginning, there was nothing.  Darkness reigned.  And then there came the White Light, and this was the Light of Life.  Life reigned for a time... and then... something more.

There came the Will to live, and Ion, Green Avatar of Willpower, was born.  Simple creatures, living in the waters, but slowly, they came to know Fear, fear of being attacked and eaten, the 'flight or fight' response that all living beings hold.  From this Fear came Parallax and the Yellow Light.  But Life continued to endure.  The passion that was Love eventually ignited and the Predator and the Violet Light were born.  When the first creature ate what it did not need, Avarice and Ophidian of the Orange Light, arose.  The first murder, sparked from jealous Rage, gave birth to the Red Light and the Butcher.  Tragedy gave birth to prayer, which sparked the Blue Light of Hope and the creation of Adara.  And at last, Compassion, rarest of the Emotions and a Light still not fully understood, gave rise to the Indigo Entity called Proselyte.

Each of these Lights and Entities has been harnessed by factions within the universe, each using them to empower a Corps, wielding their power through Rings.

In more recent times, the Black, the color of lifelessness and death, took up arms against the other Entities and the White Entity of Light, which lies safely ensconced within this world.  When this happened for the second time, and the Entities were imprisoned.  They were freed, by the efforts of Lanterns and heroes from this planet. 

But the Entities were changed by their imprisonment, fragmented.  They recovered, but a piece of them was... missing.  Their pieces eventually made their way here, to this world, home of the White Light.  They found hosts here, you, and others like you. 

You are the future of humanity, the Lights of the Emotional Spectrum and humanity, unique throughout the cosmos, united into something that has never been seen before.  You have the potential to usher in a New Age. 

But not all are happy with this.  My Brothers, the Guardians of the Universe, seek to control Emotion with logic and reason alone.  The Manhunters wish to suppress emotion themselves, to kill it under cold, machine logic.  The others of you must be rescued.  Or this entire universe is doomed."

lantern_corps:

The headquarters of the YJLA

For a moment, all was quiet and dark in the headquarters of the YJLA.  Sophisticated monitoring equipment kept track of emergencies around the world and in near-space, all quietly humming away into the night.

The quiet was suddenly broken by a crackle of green light, briefly illuminating the entire meeting room in its verdant glow.  The glow subsided after a moment, coalescing into a single figure out a little blue man, the symbol of the Blue Lanterns glowing upon his chest.  His expression was far from unreadable; in fact, he looked rather worried, as though the weight of the universe was bearing down upon him.

There was little he liked about this.  He would have preferred to bring his Blue Lanterns into this, but without a Green to work with, their powers were limited.  And they could not work with the Green Lanterns on this.  Not until he had had time to persuade them that this course of action was the correct one.  They would act hastily.  And though they would not admit it, they would be acting from emotion.  Things rarely went well when his brothers acted upon their little understood emotions.

Instead, he reached out with the Green power that was still his birthright and rather unceremoniously brought each member of the Young Justice League to their headquarters.

ms_miracle:

"Okay, so here I am, upside down, hands tied behind my back, fingers locked in this trap, and I'm blindfolded.

"So first, I have to get my fingers free.  Which, if I streeeetch my middle fingers just right, means I can hit the release.  But uh oh!  Doing that starts lowering me down toward buzzsaw.  

"So then, I wiggle my arms out of the ropes around my chest, because I tensed when you put them on, and that gives me just a little slack.  And I bring my arms down...

"Which lets me use the buzzsaw to to slice the ropes.  I swing myself up, untie my feet, and quick grab on to the rope so I don't fall...

"Swing, flip, and land with a bow."

Avia took her bow, and accepted the towel from her boyfriend.  She had her costume pants and boots on, but had forgone the mask, cape, and top, in favor of just a sports bra.

"And that's how that trick works."

littleladylord:

The defeat of the monsters had gone well. And their antics in Asia were still getting some attention. And Jai had finally manned up, so she didn't have to stay mad at him. So Cindy called up everyone had been involved in their ad-hoc strike force for a meeting.

She leaves Daddy out of it this time, sitting in a nice, high-backed chair. The kind a girl can steeple her fingers in, waiting for them to arrive.

geekgreek:

It had been nearly three weeks since the new JLI had formed, and Will was still weirded by just how quickly things came together. Sure, he was still a member of the Justice Society, but he was now a reserve there. He had spent the better part of his 16th year as a member of that team, but after Nic and then the JLI coming together...

No, this was a nice new start. He was at the new headquarters of the JLI, bringing a bunch of his stuff from his room in the Brownstone to his room there in the JLI headquarters. It was about the same size of room, so not amazingly large but it was more than enough. And the guy who designed it made is all kinds of nifty, what with the bed/desk combo thingy!

semievilgenius:

Well Max had to be honest, his reception for when he returned to Berkeley wasn't quite as bad as he thought it would be.Tyler's help in getting the power back online had smoothed over most of the ill feelings he would have received. Still, the Dean had seen fit to make him the new campus tour guide to take advantage of Max's new "celebrity" status. Considering Max wasn't very social to begin with, it felt more like a punishment than an honor. Still, no use complaining about it Max was currently waiting for his scheduled tourists. He was early so he didn't expect them to be around just yet.

dc_parent:

Max scowled at the reports. Phantoms, Vampires, Robots, Monsters. A veritable Saturday Morning Cartoon full of trochee-termed cliched freaks. And not a helpful hero in sight. So many of them didn't even take his calls these days. Almost made one want to go back into the business.

...It really did almost make one want to go back into the business. So many of the younger set seemed to get along with Cindy. Maybe they'd be more willing to be civil in order to deal with deal with problems like this.

"Sweetie? I need your Rolodex."
"Dad, I don't have a Rolodex. I have an iPhone."
"Same thing, sweetie."

And the messages start going out.

geekgreek:

Will was Nervous. Yes, with a capital "N". This was the night that his new girlfriend comes to visit. His mom was finishing up the roast (free range, of course), Dad was home helping out, and Will may well be going out of his mind in nervousness.

'Okay, okay, relax, Will', Will told himself. It was just dinner. A good, delicious dinner, made in a way Avia would like and it would be a nice way to have her meet his Mom and Dad.

ms_miracle:

So the time had come, Avia decided, that she needed to tell someone she was dating dating and not just "hook-up" dating.  Telling the parents was right out.  She'd seen what happened when Hope and Rex had told them.  She needed time to properly prepare Will for that one.  And Hope more or less knew anyway.

But by Himon, she had to tell somebody.

So she called up Cindy.

geekgreek:

Will was a busy bee the last week or so. With the end of the huge fight and everyone come back to life, Will has been doing extra duty. He was Shazam, after all, and it wouldn't be right to *not* do it. He skipped his birthday and didn't much care. He was saving the world after all, and it didn't seem right for him to celebrate when he had so much to do.

When the end of March finally came, he found himself with less to do. With the help of the heroes and the world, much (not all, but a lot) of what needed to be done was done. And now he had time to think of a certain day that was coming up. April 1st.

Avias birthday.

Will was frantic in his search for some place to take her, and when he found the place in Philadelphia he was ecstatic. And it was in between Fawcett and where Avia lived in Connecticut. So Will called with the information.

And so, Will waits outside a place called the "Ethical Carnie" restaurant.

ms_miracle:

Avia was hard at work in the "lab" space in the Free house basement.  While her father had offered to help, this was something she needed to do on her own.

Her Mother Box had sacrificed itself to save her life against the Black Lantern Lex Luthor.  She'd felt the loss, painfully and completely.  She had given her life freely to save Avia, but the pain was still there.  It was the closest she had ever come to dying, to joining the big cosmic harmony of the Source.

It was one of the few times Avia had ever been afraid.

Now, she was hard at work building herself a new Mother Box.  It would take time.  But it was the least she could do.

dc_misc:

The city of Star City looked deserted. The citizens had either fled or had been turned into black lanterns. At the heart of the city was the entity known as Nekron. Nekron used the city as his base as his black lanterns ravaged the Earth.

The black lanterns increased their numbers each day and the power levels of the black lantern battery increased with each person that died.

Soon Nekron would have enough power to obliterate all life on this planet.

black_lantern:

The sun was just setting in the western sky as night settled in over Metropolis. Along with night came another form of darkness, one more sinister and evil. The black lanterns move through the city looking for victims to rip hearts out of and add to their numbers.

tiny_tornado:

Years ago, the Hall of Justice had been the Earthbound headquarters of the Justice League, the compliment to an orbiting satellite portion.  It had eventually been discontinued as a headquarters, but the museum portion remained and much of the equipment was still present, usable as a back-up location.  Located in Washington DC, where the All-Star Squadron had once had their own headquarters, it remained a popular tourist destination.

Traya had spent a lot of time here, once upon a time, when her father had been damaged and stored in the computer system.

It was to here that she and Michael had come, to get the warning out to everyone else.

The headquarters portion was dusty, but Traya whisked it all away with a couple of well placed gusts and got the computer systems running.

"This is Whirlwind of the Young Justice League, to anyone reachable by this message.  Firestorm and I have encountered a zombie version of Kid Flash.  We defeated him, but we don't... we don't know if there are more of them...   YJLA HQ is wrecked.  We are requesting anyone available converge upon the Hall of Justice... repeat..."

geekgreek:

Okay. Okay. Okay. He can do this. He can. Its not everyday Will Freeman goes on a date, but he did manage to get one with that girl form the holiday party. It would be something to get his mind off of the many recent events (hopefully), but he still has to get there.

He does cheat a bit, using his powers to fly there from his home to the address given. He is in casual clothes, but some of his nicer ones: Black dress pants, red undershirt, button up black and blue shirt. He comes to the rather large door of the house that corresponds with the address. It was a big house.

It was a really big house. Wills house in comparison was tiny and would be swalloed up by this house in an instant. If houses ate smaller houses.

Will was getting off track. Avoiding the very grandiose looking lock mechanism on it, Will reached for the doorbell, standing there.

dc_holiday:

The beginning of a New Year, a time for new hopes, new experiences to come. A time to reflect on times past, remembering fond memories happily and trying to put less pleasant thoughts and experiences in the past.

It is a time of renewal, a time of rebirth. And for much of the world, it is a time of celebration. This is no less true for the super hero set as anyone else. If anything, they just have that much bigger of things to look forward to.

dc_holiday:

There's a piece of paper and a pen attached to a bulletin board. Across the top is written:

New Year's Resolutions
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dc_holiday:

Invites had been sent to the YJLA, JSA, Teen Titans, Outsiders, Birds of Prey, Shadowpact, and anyone affiliated with the various teams.

Once again, the time had come for the annual Christmas party at the Justice League Watchtower. The entire Watchtower had been decorated for the holiday, and there was more food than anyone could ever hope to eat. Some heroes attended in costume, while some were out. A giant tree stood in the center of the room, having been decorated earlier that day. There was also mistletoe, hidden in several clever locations.

It was time for everyone to celebrate and be with friends, and forget about any worries for a little while.

dc_titansofmyth:

Rhea stood outside the sprawling farm that was owned by LexCorp. She stood near one field and waved a hand and the crops began to wither. She smiled and moved on to the next field. One by one she moved across the fields and all of the crops began to with and die.

warriorwilled:

An hour after Hope's abduction, Rex asks Avia to call her parents and tell them he needs to speak to them immediately at the Brownstone. 

Rather than hunt them down, he'll let the people with Boom Tubes come to him for ease of travel...and because most people would rather die someplace familiar than elsewhere. 

dc_monsters:

What looks like a bat-winged lion with a tail covered in spikes flies down the Las Vegas strip. With a savage wave of its tail, poison spines shoot into a crowd, paralyzing those they hit.

Once its prey are struck still, it swoops in for the easy meal.

littleladylord:

As Cindy got situated at school, she was a little more...absent-minded than usual. Absent in a particular direction.

But there were plenty of things that needed doing or practicing. And not just academics.

She dialed up a certain residence in Connecticut.

"Avia?" She asked as soon as the phone was answered. "What's the easiest thing for you to get out of? That's not a performing secret, of course."

dc_monsters:

Podagros (the fast), Lampon (the shining), Xanthos (the blond) and Deinos (the terrible), known as the Mares of Diomedes raced through the streets of London. Fire streamed from their mouths and nostrils as they ran.

The unlucky citizen or tourist who couldn't get out of the way fast enough were either burned, or on the rare occasion ran down and eaten by the flesh eating horses. Police tried to set up barricades to stop them, but the wild horses would not be stopped or contained.

littleladylord:

Four different kinds of gourmet Macaroni and Cheese. Stacks upon stacks of different finger sandwiches, with the yards worth of crusts used to make a couple of heated trays of bread pudding. A pineapple-banana-pecan cake possibly bigger than the birthday girl herself. A small table of vegan stuff, just in case.

Cindy couldn't stop grinning at it. Had she found awesome caterers or what?

The band specialized in swing covers of hard rock songs, but could play just about anything. There was a dance floor. All her friends from school were there, dressed to the eights.

Of course, all Cindy's friends from school didn't really fill up the little reception hall. And she certainly didn't have a big family. But that was okay, more room for her soon-to-be-colleagues fellow super-brats.

And so she scurried, from arrival to arrival, for cheerful welcomes.

littleladylord:

'The pleasure of your company is cordially requested by Miss Lenore Cynthia Montgomery Lord at a celebration of her 16th birthday. at 6 pm on the 25th of July.'

Calligraphy. Cardstock paper with those little RSVP cards and everything.  That should make it clear that her birthday is going to be awesome, right?

Cindy Lord's powers don't work in print, so she feels there can be no confusion about what the fancy etiquette signifies beyond, in Cindy's mind, 'important'. 

Among the rather prissy-looking envelopes sent out are those addressed to Miss Traya Smith, Miss Petra Beatriz Gardener, Mr. Jonathan Kent, Her Royal Highness Caitria Curry, Mr. Jai Allen West, Miss Iris Lillian West, Miss Dinah Michelle Kord, Mr. Riley Edward Carter,


But she makes sure the little notes on the invitations include 'Dress flexible'. She doesn't want anybody not coming to her party because they didn't feel like wearing heels or a tie.

in_a_snap:

(Timebendyed so anyone can be involved)

Jerry had heard that there was suppose to be an amazing meteor shower tonight and the best place to see it was in the Arches National Park in Utah. He had let dad knew he was going to spend the night there which his dad was totally fine with.

After teleporting in with some basic supplies he started looking for a good place to watch it from. Teleporting around the park he saw a mesa that looked like he could get a great view from. He snapped his fingers and appeared in a flash of green at the top of the mesa.

What he saw up there was something that he Jerry Carr had trouble believing. There was a organic looking machine with little robotic drones eating the rocks. And one charged right at him.

Quickly snapping both hands he teleported away and teleported a boulder right on top of the drone crushing it. Jerry let out a sigh of relief until he noticed that the drones were now eating the boulder and forming even more drones.

This was bad and Jerry knew he could not handle this by himself and felt that it would be smart to call in as much help as he could.

Teleporting back to his stuff away from the mesa he grabbed his cell phone and started calling all of the people he knew who were superheroes to get as much help as he could.

dc_holiday:

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

lantern_rogues:

Backdated to May 31st

Things weren't all that great when Avia started to open her eyes. She was to find herself strapped down to what appeared to be a dentist's chair. Each wrist and ankle was shackled, and she was pressed back into the seat with a strap over her thighs, waist and chest. The room around her was completely black, seeming to hold nothing but the dentist chair and the bright white light that shined in her eyes.

There was silence all around her... nothing, not even the sound of breathing.