[IC] Injustice: Clash Between Worlds

[GreenGrenade]

Peter Queen/Spiderbolt

Once Peter was satisfied that everything was in check, he headed back to the limousine and drove to the hotel he was staying at- supposedly the best one in New York City. He had heard that John Wayne, a fellow billionaire, was also staying there. 'What would a seventeen year old kid be doing to be staying at a penthouse in New York?' he thought, as he was walking down the hallway to his penthouse suite after collecting his key. 'Who knows? He may be a costumed vigilante too,' he jokingly thought, not realising how right he was.

[Enso]

C W St J Nobbs said
Solomon gripped his attacker by the throat and flung him over his shoulder and into the ground hard enough for the pavement to crack as he landed. It was a curious creature covered in blue fur. Solomon had never seen anything like it before.Solomon started to laugh, the high, cold laugh of the deranged, lowered into almost a growl by the mask he wore. He swung the person he was holding into a tree, making a loud crack and leaving a chunky red smear. This new creature would provide much more entertainment then any of these other people, who were now safely out of his reach.“I suppose that tree hugging does have its disadvantages.”He looked at the man with red hair who hadn't run like the others. Solomon tilted his head like a curious animal. He was courageous and confident. Solomon wondered how many pieces he could tear him into."You may try,"

Hank growled as he stood and cracked his neck and knuckles. "You may have to try harder than that." He said as he took a few steps toward Grundy before lunging at him, his claws and fangs bared, ready to strike.

((sorry for the short post, I was rushed so it was more of a filler than anything else until I can come back properly))

[Zerofighter]

*edited out for continuity errors*

[GreenGrenade]

Peter Queen/Spiderbolt

It was well into the night, and the opening gala was underway. Peter wore a black tuxedo, hand-crafted by one of the best suit makers in the world, his supersuit underneath it. His bow and quiver were hidden in a bin out in the back alley behind Queen Consolidated NYC. Just in case. There was an insane terrorist on the loose, after all.

Peter was drinking a glass of 1982 Chateau Lafite Rothschild, red wine at its finest, and conversing with his guests. They were congratulating him on advancing the company, and how they hope his playboyish ways won’t get in the way. Telling him things he barely listened to. Scanning the scene of the party, Peter spotted someone he hadn’t seen in a long time, mainly due to his crime fighting- Harry Merlyn. His best friend. His best friend with whom he’d spent countless hours with, engaging in all kinds of fun things that only billionaires can afford.

Harry wore a blue suit, also hand-crafted by the same people that made Peter’s tuxedo. He had redish-brown hair, cut short, and blue eyes. Average height. Average body build. Nothing much, but enough to attract most girls. Peter left his guests in mid-sentence, approaching his best friend.

“Harry Merlyn.”
“Peter Queen.”
What followed was the warmest embrace you have ever seen by two straight men. One that lasted a long time. Until-
BOOM!
An explosion in the building. Then some laughter. Belonging to none other than the Dark Goblin.
The guests screamed and ducked for cover as glass rained down upon them. Peter tackled Harry to the ground, shielding him from any debris that fell down.
“You okay, Harry?” asked Peter.
“I’m fine. Peter- what’s happening?” replied Harry, panicking.
“I don’t know,” lied Peter, “Catch up later, okay?”
With that, Peter rushed outside, extracting his bow and quiver from the bin and discarding his tuxedo in their place. As he rushed back into the building, maniacal laughter could be heard from above.

[Enso]

Kurt Halner
Kurt was attending the opening gala of Queen Consolidated NYC and was, by far, the strangest looking of the bunch. He wore a tuxedo like all the other guests, a nice one at that, but did nothing else to disguise his looks. His blue skin, three fingered hands and tail were all in plain view as he spoke with other guests and acted as if he were having a grand time. He was, in fact, having a good time at the gala but he was there on business. He was checking the security of the building, looking for weak points he could take advantage of during a heist, after all, this was Queen Consolidated, the tile floors in the lobby alone were worth a small fortune.

"Ah, mister Thorne," Kurt said as he approached an older, bald gentleman with a smile, "I've heard so much about you, its a pleasure to finally meet you," he said as he extended a hand to greet the man.

Mr. Thorne, not wanting to be rude, took Kurt's hand and smiled warmly at him. "I'm afraid I haven't heard of you," he said as they shook hands, "I'm sure I would have heard of a businessman with your... unique looks."

"Kurt Halner," Kurt said, keeping up his smile, trying not to act as offended as he was over the way this old man had said the word "unique" as he used his masterful skill in sleight of hand to unstrap the man's watch and strap it to his own wrist as their hands parted. Might as well get something out of this despicable encounter. Kurt thought to himself as he waved to the man and walked away, his newly acquired watch on his wrist.

That was when the maniacal laughter began and the explosion went off. Kurt looked around the room and saw Peter running off. Typical spoiled playboy, running off the moment things get complicated. Kurt thought to himself and shook his head, running instead to the window to see if the explosion had come from outside. An RPG perhaps? or some other explosive projectile?

[GreenGrenade]

Norman Merlyn/Dark Goblin

Dark Goblin was exhilarated. Finally, some action. Sure, it had only been a day since he arrived in New York City, but watching the guests of the opening gala scream in terror as he blew a hole open in Queen Consolidated NYC with his explosive arrows filled him with a certain happiness, a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on. Something bordering on sadism and sociopathy. Oh well.

He glided into the building, observing the fear in the party guests. He didn't really have a goal. Mainly to kill some people, blow up a bit more of the building, spread terror through New York, that sort of thing. He unloaded some more explosive arrows into the crowd, killing some and injuring others. And then he arrived.

Peter Queen/Spiderbolt

Spiderbolt swung into the building, sweeping as many guests as he could out of harm's way. But it wasn't enough. Some were killed, others were severely injured. Guilt immediately engulfed him, quickly changing into anger. He then channeled that anger at Dark Goblin, upon whom he unleashed a fury of attacks, knocking him off his glider and onto the tiled, expensive, floor below. He landed on top of the Goblin, enraged.
"You murdering psychopath! You killed these people! Innocent people!" he screamed, punching the Goblin.
"And I plan on killing so much more," retorted the Goblin, knocking Spiderbolt off him and getting back on his feet.

[Lotrix Molick]

Tertia had to rid herself of the nagging feeling. It drew her to New York City. It also made things seem unnaturally wrong, but how could they be? She was herself, not someone else. Well, at least she thought she wasn't anyone else. At any rate, down to business. She had to find a place to stay in New York and then begin work on establishing connections with streetears. Then, she may finally figure out where the nagging feeling originated from.

All of her plan quickly changed as she heard a blood-curdling scream from directly below her. Seeing as everyone else was running in terror, she took that moment to focus. The earth at her feet separated from the rest and formed a cement platform as the column of rock leading to her destination of the subway melted into sand. She fell gracefully into the subway itself in a shower of sand, landing on the rocky disc below her.

Then she saw quite an ugly looking man. Rather, mummy. She had to smile as she stood up. The ground quaked slightly under her as she assessed the situation.

[smarty0114]

John could have done with a nice relaxing night in a hotel suite alone. But of course, life had other plans. John saw the police alert flash on his laptop as he poured himself a glass of sparkling cider. An explosion at the new Queen Consolidated building. Could it be the Circusmaster? He couldn't risk him getting away. John became the Winged Shadow in under a minute. He checked that his knives were in place, as were his Birdarangs and his scarlet bo-staff. He ran out onto the balcony and jumped, whipping out his grappling hook and swinging towards the building. When he arrived all he saw was chaos. He noticed another hero, someone he'd only seen pictures of. Spiderbolt of Star City. Interesting to see him here. John swung in through a window and immediately noticed the Dark Goblin, flying around on his platform. God damn terrorists. He shot his grappling hook at the Dark Goblin's leg, hoping to catch him off balance.

[LordZell]

Thomas Wayne:
Thomas looked unchanged by Lex's sudden change in attitude he then replied "Lex why would I backstab you? I need you. See I think we should create a group of this world's greatest superheros. Of course lead by you, I'd be to busy with other things and people like you far better." He took a sip of his water and then a message popped up on his labtop saying 2 new rich arrivals have arrived at NYC's best Hotel's it was his of course. "Lex if you're interested we seem to have 2 rich men staying here. Both of which dress in suits. So deal?" He sat the drink down and put our his hand in "Friendship" What this would really mean is lex would have a tracker put on his suit and he was assuring his loyalty.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Baron Von Doom
From behind the Dark Goblin and Spiderbolt, the kind dictator of Latveria, who had been invited to the party, yet was quite tardy made his entrance. He surveyed the carnage around him and looked at the hero beating on the mad man, who called himself Dark Goblin. Doom quietly took hold of Dark Goblin's head from behind as Spidey readied himself to pummel him as the Baron pulshed his hand over the goblin's head, for a firm, very tight uncomfortable grasp. Doom smiled behind his mask. "Okay. I can see where this is going. You are a mass murderer. A hated psycho path who has caused numerous innocent people's suffering. I've done about the same, perhaps worse. But you see, I have diplomatic immunity. I'm the leader of my own little nation. I am not surprised that something like this would happen wherever I go, but I can't help but realize, if this happens to any place I decide to visit, why not just take out the rubbish while I'm here so I can have a little peace and quiet during my stay in the lovely ol' US of A?" Baron Von Doom's right hand began to glow a deep colored red. He placed his hand on Dark Goblin's face, taking hold of the back of his head with his own left hand. "Spidey, what do you say? I can do quite a lot to this miserable little fairy tale."

[Zerofighter]

Lex listens to Thomas statements. For now he would trust Wayne. This idea sounded good. Together they can assure this world is protected. Lex also can use this to achieve god-hood. "Very well." Led shook his hand "friends..." He pulled his hand back and said "let's pay them a visit.." The visor came down. "Offer them a spot on our team.."

[LordZell]

Thomas noted how lex hesitated for a moment thinking of this outcome but no matter. He then nodded and headed to his owlwing and followed lex.

[Enso]

Kurt Halner
Kurt saw the Dark goblin on his glider, bow in hand through the window. There was a hint of recognition, but Kurt couldn't place it. He readied himself to fight when he saw the Goblin readying his bow and Kurt, being the man that he was, disappeared into smoke, leaving behind the smell of sulphur, only to appear a few feet away, holding onto as many people as he could, which was only about six. Kurt took a deep breathe and he, as well as the small group he was holding onto, vanished and reappeared on the other side of the room.

Kurt fell to one knee from the exertion moving that many people had taken, even if he had only moved them fifteen feet or so. The others that had come with him were all feeling the effects of Kurt's unique form of teleportation and were suffering from a range of symptoms that reached from simple confusion to loss of consciousness or nausea and vomiting.

Kurt struggled to climb to his feet when he saw Spiderbolt swing in and begin to fight with the Goblin. That was where he had seen them before, it was Spiderbolt and the Dark Goblin of Star City. Kurt was only able to take a few steps toward the commotion before the Winged Shadow of Gotham(?) swung in and Baron Von Doom of Latveria grabbed a hold of the Dark Goblin. What the hell was going on here?

[GreenGrenade]

Peter Queen/Spiderbolt

"Spidey, what do you say? I can do quite a lot to this miserable little fairy tale," said Baron Doom, holding Dark Goblin in a rather uncomfortable looking hold.
"Don't. Kill. Him," replied Spiderbolt, anger brimming.
"Aw, so you do care about me," said the Goblin, grabbing hold of an explosive arrow, stabbing it into the floor underneath Doom, before smacking him and rolling away.
What then ensued was an furious exchange of punches, kicks and blocks. Spiderbolt managed to get some good hits in, but Dark Goblin seemed to be faster. Stronger. More experienced. So when the Goblin finally decided that playtime was over, Spiderbolt was with his back to him, sprawled on the ground, three arrows embedded in non-lethal, yet very painful places on his back. Spiderbolt was out of the game.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

"He can't protect you now. I won't kill you, but I can do worse things than that, DICKHEAD!" It was very unusual for Baron Von Doom to use childish language, this was out of the ordinary for him. . . Dickhead wasn't what he meant, it was just a vulgar way for him to express a curse on the Dark Goblin. . . Quickly, Doom was shape shifting Dark Goblin's head into the head of the Astralian dear known as the dik dik. So "Dikhead" was what he was really saying, even though "Dickhead" is pronounced exactly the same. "Are you happy with your new make over, Dick Goblin?" Baron Von Doom chided. He playfully manifested a hunting rifle in his hand and aimed it at Dark Goblin's head, with a laser pointer aimed right between the eyes. "It's Goblin Season!" He quipped.

[smarty0114]

John Wayne/The Winged Shadow
John watched as Doom grabbed Dark Goblin and Spiderbolt demanded that he didn't kill him. And then as Spiderbolt was incapacitated. This was going bad. As Doom leveled the rifle at Dark Goblin's head John sprinted forwards and tackled Doom, the rifle being tossed across the room. Why had he done that? John realized because Dark Goblin was Spiderbolt's to kill. No one else's. Just like the Circusmaster was his.(Enso you were right. He's the Winged Shadow)

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Doom teleported out of his grasp. "Ah, it was just a tranquilizer!" Doom protested.he smiled behind his mask. Doom turned to Dark Goblin and conjured a pack of wolves, who curiously had bat like wings for flight before vanishing from sight. Only his voice could be heard. "Run Bambi Bambi run! The big bad wolves are out to get you!" Baron Von Doom simply gave John Wayne a happy slap on the back. "Nice meeting you. I would rather stay for a chit chat but I would rather be going."

[C W St J Nobbs]

Solomon caught the creature as it dove at him and lifted him up and slammed him down into the ground again, looking to add a stomp across the beast's head for good measure. The animal was too quick, and Solomon's stomp only shattered the concrete below his foot. He spun and was tackled down to the ground for a second before Solomon punched the animal in the gut, the force of the blow lifting the creature off of him and sending him a short distance away. He jumped to his feet and began to circle the animal. It had been quite some time since someone with this kind of power had challenged Solomon. Maybe this creature before him would finally be able to put him to rest. Solomon chuckled at the thought.

[Zerofighter]

Lex suit picked up some rather strong tech. He seen this type of tech before. He then began thinking where he seen it from. *Baron Von Doom..so he is here too.....what is Latveria's dictator doing here? Must be international buisiness..* Lex thought

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Baron Von Doom appeared before Wayne mansion himself, he came up to the door and knocked politely, waiting for a greeting. "Ah, if it isn't former President Lux Luthor." The Dictator bowed. "I couldn't help but notice that there's a lot of us here on this little American island. I'm here for many reasons, including both political and recreational reasons. I have come here to speak with our dear night owl. I have some important things to say to him, and it is most likely he will want to hear what I have to say."