DC Next Generation


January 31st, 2014

Contrary to Popular Belief, Not Everyone Digs Giant Robots @ 03:37 pm

[info]parting_shot:

Okay, so the city was dirty, noisy, filled with poorly lit blocks, and had a populace that sometimes seemed as ready to hit you with their car as look at you.. but Richie was getting used to Gotham. At least there was always plenty of work to be done. The trick was in finding gigs that payed per job, instead of by the hour. Yeah, that was a mistake he'd already learned not to make with temp agencies. Another week, and he might actually be able to start looking for a room!

Maybe. He still wasn't sure if he felt safe settling anywhere just yet. The people who came after his parents might still be looking for him.

But today, there's the trainyard. Cleanup duty was simple enough. Make sure you hit the markers so people know what track you're on, make sure there's no debris, and walk the fences to make sure there's no holes for people to get in.

Of course, that had been before an arriving unmarked engine had transformed into a robot and started busting up the joint, but we can't always have what we want from a given day.
 

December 15th, 2013

Break out! @ 09:51 pm

[info]dc_baddie:

Black Mask stood a good distance away from Arkham Asylum for the Criminal Insane. The bitter cold didn't seem to bother him as he stood there. He had been out in the cold for some time, but he was going see the conclusion of his work. It had take quite some time to make the preparations. He had sent messages inside to the inmates, making them an offer. If they chose to accept it, they'd meet him here. If they didn't, well he didn't care where they went. Even those would serve a purpose.

The night was rocked by the sound of explosions as large parts of the building's walls exploded outward.

Black Mask smiled as fire and smoke filled the night.

The inmates of the asylum started escaping out into the night. Including the Joker.
 

December 14th, 2013

Like a _____ To a _____ @ 05:53 pm

[info]parting_shot:

Another week, another round of shoe replacements. Richie sighed to himself. He'd moved on to Gotham, most recently, and was going through the racks of shoes at another thrift store. He needed a serviceable pair of runners, and some boots with decent support for when he had extended amounts of standing in one place to deal with. He was still thinking about that tussle with the nazi and the magic girl from not too long ago. She'd given him some kind of magic rock in case he ever needed to call for help. Very nice of her.

Suddenly, there's a crash from across the street. Richie just sighs, shoulders drooping. "Oh come on... it's a Saturday..." Reluctantly, he ambles towards the front of the store, trying to get a look.
 

October 24th, 2013

What a Terrible Day For a Robbery (open) @ 04:44 pm

[info]dc_baddie:

Every act in service to the Cause is important. Sometimes that means striking against costumed oppressors, sometimes it means reminding the populace of who their true saviors are, sometimes it means taking action to reduce the numbers of the filthy lesser races that threaten to consume the world's population...

And some days it just means working to add to the Reich's coffers. Which is why White Dragon has forced his way inside a bank vault and is pillaging it dry. A foldspace container one of the Reich's scientists had concocted allowed him to diligently carry far more back to his masters than he could with his own two arms. The bank's occupants had been cowed into submission and he'd barricaded the doors before closing the vault behind him. True, he could have broken in through the wall, as he was planning to leave, but a spectacle had to be made. Let the police and any local 'heroes' come! He would face them all and emerge victorious!

The hero population in Cape Cod might be a bit lower than certain other metropolitan areas, but that was besides the point...

Finished with his looting, he demolishes a wall, bursting out into an alley.
 

DC Next Generation