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Lord Wraith
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Reluctantly retired roleplayer.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
Except when I'm not.
Why are you here when you should be writing posts?
You can edit a bad draft, but you cannot edit a blank page.
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I resemble that comment.
Gideon Engelhart
Location: Engine Room
Carefully taking what was left of the compression coil apart, Gideon scrounged through his stockpile of spare parts for an inner ring that would be compatible. Without the compression coil, the engine would never properly fire meaning they'd be stuck on this rock forever and that Gideon simply wasn't comfortable with. As he found something he could work with, Gideon froze as the sound of a tearing filter echoed in his ears. Turning around to see the damage, Gideon couldn't help but chuckle at the site of the tough Camilla sitting with a filter halfway up her arm.
"I'd hold off on telling the Captain, I think I can patch that part. It might not be the most optimized but it will do until we can acquire a suitable replacement." Turning back to his compression coil, Gideon was interrupted by the arrival of Daphne as she returned from her task. Looking around, he noticed that Camilla had failed to heed his suggestion that he might be able to fix the filter. She must have left to tell the Captain in order to take any blame away from him once again.
"If you could find Cam..." Gideon began to say to Daphne before the radio he kept in the engine room crackled to life. As Daphne answered the call, Gideon decided it was for the best he continued to work, especially now that he was uninterrupted. Perhaps he could at least have the engines running before sunset. Returning to the compression coil, Gideon began to fit the replacement inner ring and re-initiate the compression sequence. Opening the main reactor, he slid the repaired coil into the engine before turning to his diagnostic tool.
"Should probably give it a test fire."
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Maybe open it for like a collab or two, or do short quick posts. So, whatever the general consensus is, I've got a route for it.
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You're wonderful, you know that?
I try! Once in a while anyways.
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What I mean is, if you let me in, you'll be letting in good content
That kind of pales to the excellent content we already have. Do you at least come with booze?
Hmmm, personally I'm a fan of tussling but I have a feeling that could lead to a more drawn out introduction arc and I know you probably don't want that.
@Stein So with the edits made, when can we expect your next post?
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but you know it's true
Yes I know you have a large ego :P
I may join this RP so you guys can have some actually gud content.
Always so much ego with this one.
@Tyler Stein added a bit in where the mystery woman talks to Joey over the radio. That's about the extent of the change.
The ruins of Gotham City laid around Dick as he collapsed onto his knees. In front of him was a crater where Wayne Manor used to be, in his arms was the body of Barbara Gordon while all around him laid deceased friends.
"Alfred! Tim! Damian!" Dick's voice felt limp, as a howling wind whipped the words away from his open mouth. "I-I failed them all." Pulling the mask from his face, Dick hurled it into the crater, the ruins of the Batcave laying far below.
"Dick!"
A familiar voice caused Dick to turn to face the source. Coming around Dick found himself staring at a grandfather clock, the pendulum slowly swinging back and forth as the clock's hands moved to 10:48PM. A squeak caught Dick's attention as he saw a bat trapped within the clock. Suddenly the bat flew at the glass, a crack appearing before it charged again growing in size as it shattered the clock into splinters.
"You must remember! Remember the mission!" The voice demanded as Dick found himself standing, Bruce's cowl in his hands.
Tragedy after tragedy flashed before Dick's eyes as he witnessed his parent's death, Two-Face's two fold trap, Barbara laying in the hospital after Joker's attack. The list went on and then Dick remembered.
Starro.
"Alfred! Tim! Damian!" Dick's voice felt limp, as a howling wind whipped the words away from his open mouth. "I-I failed them all." Pulling the mask from his face, Dick hurled it into the crater, the ruins of the Batcave laying far below.
"Dick!"
A familiar voice caused Dick to turn to face the source. Coming around Dick found himself staring at a grandfather clock, the pendulum slowly swinging back and forth as the clock's hands moved to 10:48PM. A squeak caught Dick's attention as he saw a bat trapped within the clock. Suddenly the bat flew at the glass, a crack appearing before it charged again growing in size as it shattered the clock into splinters.
"You must remember! Remember the mission!" The voice demanded as Dick found himself standing, Bruce's cowl in his hands.
Tragedy after tragedy flashed before Dick's eyes as he witnessed his parent's death, Two-Face's two fold trap, Barbara laying in the hospital after Joker's attack. The list went on and then Dick remembered.
Starro.
S H I B U Y A C R O S S I N G || J A P A N
With a yell, Dick was brought back to reality as Batman's training paid off once again. Looking around, he saw his teammates and allies laid out on the ground, their bodies comatose as each of them were under Starro's mental assault. Drawing an escrima stick, Nightwing activated the weapon as the end sparked to life.
"I hate to do this Static..." Nightwing muttered before jabbing the weapon into his teammate, the voltage travelling through his body.
"C'mon buddy, wake up!" Nightwing said as he tapped the teen's face before moving on to the next hero. Zapping Kieran, Nightwing could only hope that the young man's Kryptonian physiology would resist the shock. Next was Captain Marvel, followed by Miss Appear, Starling and the Sea Devil. Waiting for the others to respond to his attempt to revive them, Nightwing turned his gaze skyward as Starro readied himself to attack again.
"Hey Starmie! I choose you!" Nightwing yelled angrily as he fired a grapple and swung into the air. Escrima sticks armed, Nightwing flew through the air as though he had been born there. Stringing attack after attack together, Nightwing did his best to keep the giant alien from regaining its full composure while his teammates recovered.
"I hate to do this Static..." Nightwing muttered before jabbing the weapon into his teammate, the voltage travelling through his body.
"C'mon buddy, wake up!" Nightwing said as he tapped the teen's face before moving on to the next hero. Zapping Kieran, Nightwing could only hope that the young man's Kryptonian physiology would resist the shock. Next was Captain Marvel, followed by Miss Appear, Starling and the Sea Devil. Waiting for the others to respond to his attempt to revive them, Nightwing turned his gaze skyward as Starro readied himself to attack again.
"Hey Starmie! I choose you!" Nightwing yelled angrily as he fired a grapple and swung into the air. Escrima sticks armed, Nightwing flew through the air as though he had been born there. Stringing attack after attack together, Nightwing did his best to keep the giant alien from regaining its full composure while his teammates recovered.
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