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I left the discord because tbh, I never check it anyway. I'm still here though, in spite of appearing inactive on the site.
I'll post at some point.

October 28th
Queens, NY, United States of America

@DragonofTheWest


Luthor smirked. Although he had never met this man, he already didn't like him. He had a pompous attitude and came off as having a superiority complex.

"Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." he answered to John with a sarcastic tone. Luthor took a deep breathe then stepped outside almost as if he were a vampire that hadn't been properly invited inside, though reall he just didn't want to seem too rude, as if he hadn't already left a bad impression. "Well gentlemen," he said in a half-joking tone before closing the door, "I don't think you'll be needing me for much, but if you do, I'll be outside." He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, waiting for the authorities to come.

In the mean time, Luthor pondered what his new allies were doing. He had the general location of a "Skull Island". It was a little out of the way- something he might need to take his private jet to once he got along to visiting. Until then, he had his own plans.

October 28th
Queens, NY, United States of America

@DragonofTheWest

The bald man peered around the gym and shrugged, looking up to the man who had appeared to be a little less than half a head taller than he was. The man apparently picked the boxing bag and tossed it around, meaning that either the bag wasn't sufficiently heavy for the boxers to box with, or he was showing off how strong he was. Luthor, not in the mood to really smirk, still having to deal with the criminal behind him, brushed it off as simple posturing.

"Oh" he stumbled, catching his breath. At this point, Lex Luthor had not actually seen the Superman of this world outside of his uniform, and in the way he presented himself didn't seem very Superman-like. Of course, this was the genius of the disguise. Lex Luthor had just been chasing a man while wearing a suit, the dress shirt underneath showing a good deal of sweat with wet patches underneath his arms and over his forehead. All in all, he looked like a mess.

"There was a woman who was assaulted just down the street from here, I was chasing the man who assaulted her" Luthor explained, presenting the gym patrons with the man, his arms tied with Luthor's belt. "I already called 911, so you don't have to worry about anything..."

The scatterbrained old-man personality was showing, not something very characteristic of the Lex Luthor he knew. "I heard a noise from in here and thought something was going on. I didn't realize you were a boxing gym" he excused himself.

July 11th
Metropolis, United States of America



Lex Luthor stared blankly out of the window of his office.

It had been half a year since Lex Luthor found himself in the mantle of another man. Undoubtedly, it didn't take long for Luthor to find his way to Metropolis and assume ownership of LexCorp. The different shareholders and managers squabbled and the company was soon to fall, making it an opportune moment for Luthor to take "back" control of the company. Since then, using his business knowledge from his own world, Lex Luthor had brought his company back from its momentarily chaotic state, and with some work, ensured at least an income for himself in this world.

In his office, Luthor read about the version of himself that inhabited this world- that is- the one he had appeared in. In this world, he was known as Alexei Luthorenko, and he was the son of Ukrainian migrants and committed suicide. Fortunately for this Luthor, the previous one's body was mysteriously never found. Luthor knew that none of this was correct. This world was wrong- a perversion of the comic books he knew and loved- and had already started on his plan of making everything as it should be, but not before learning everything he could about this new world. That is, learning what exactly was different.

The only question was where to go from there. He spun around in his chair before flicking on the television- and that's where Luthor's first divine message seemed to come from.

"MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY! SHOWDOWN OF THE RISING SUNS! CFM FACES OFF AGAINST THE RAW INVADERS AT THE ARENA COLISEO" an announcer excitedly announced. From there, he knew that he had to travel to Mexico...


July 13th
Ciudad de México, Estados Unidos Mexicanos

@clanjos@Pleek


...And it didn't take long. Using LexCorp funds, Lex Luthor booked himself a flight from Metropolis all the way to Mexico City, and using the connections Luthorenko had, managed to get himself a seat in in the Arena Coliseo. There, he sat patiently, watching for what he had come for. When darkness enveloped the room, Luthor waited patiently before it was revealed to the audience: the masked man. Bane.

The show was as amusing as Luthor could hope for. After all, back in his home dimension, Luthor was no stranger to sweaty men fighting in the ring. In fact, he had a pay-per-view fight on every night that had one at the comic book store he ran. The fights were clearly one-sided, though Luthor expected no less from Bane.

As the show went on, Luthor was greeted with much more carnage than he had first anticipated. Though this was okay- it gave him a much better scope of the situation until it finally concluded.

Lex Luthor appeared before Bane and Lord Death Man. "Gentlemen" he greeted, reaching into his suit for two business cards. "I believe that the three of us can do business with one another..."


October 28th
Queens, NY, United States of America

@DragonofTheWest


Following his Mexico trip, Lex Luthor found himself in New York. That is, he booked a flight to New York hoping to find a proper ally there. Petty crooks, thieves, and otherwise criminals... completely useless to him. He needed to find a super villain- one that he recognized.

Walking through the streets of New York, Lex Luthor stuck out, many people recognizing him. Of course, being New York, nobody really cared, more worried about going on their daily commutes. Then, out of nowhere, a woman screamed. A man had assaulted her. Lex Luthor immediately ran in the direction of the screaming. He may have been a super villain in this world, but where he came from, he was still an ordinary man Lex Luthor clotheslined the assailant, knocking him down and against the brick wall in front of him. Getting his bearings, the man ran, Lex Luthor quickly pursuing him.

During the chase, Lex Luthor took out his phone, immediately dialing 911. He knew the city's police was busy, but he wasn't going to let this one criminal get away while he was there to stop it. Eventually, through a maze of alleyways, the man grew tired, Lex Luthor in spite of his somewhat advanced age managed to keep up, knocking the guy back down. He turned him over, picking the criminal up by the scruff of his beard, looking menacingly at him but not speaking.

He would have waited for the cops to arrive- that is- until he heard a loud thump. Something else? Spousal abuse perhaps? Lex Luthor tossed the man onto the concrete floor, turning him around again to tie his hands to keep him restrained until the cops arrived. Meanwhile, Luthor moved to investigate the particularly loud smack. It was a boxing gym- so the sound may have just been a friendly fight. Nonetheless, Luthor entered the building to investigate, keeping an eye on the criminal through his periphery.
@Blackstripe

I meant for my character's backstory to be a mystery, so I'm kinda glad you asked. You're free to ask me about such details in PMs but I'd still like to leave a majority of it in the dark so it'll be much more fun/exciting when his real past gets revealed.
So I can post my character in the sheets folder and start posting now?
Is there anything that could perhaps be changed? Surely they'd work parallel from one another since their actual individual power levels are so disparate that they won't often even interact with the same people? Or it's sort of like the Court of Owls and Bat Man where they've been there forever and he hadn't heard about them until relatively recently?

Or maybe he's not actually Lex Luthor, he just has the Lex Luthor namesake?
Yeah it's fine. Rammon came off to me as more like Vandal Savage, maybe an evil Immortal Man which is my excuse. The height thing was just a gripe and I don't really mean harm by it.
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