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It all started when a crystal dropped into existence, punched a hole in time and space and landed into the lap of one the most insane men to ever walk the Earth.
At first, the clown didn't know what he had been gifted with, stuck in his cell in Arkham, staring at the reddish purple crystal laying innocently on the dirty stone floor.
And then the voices started, telling him of another universe, talking of power and chaos beyond what he could have ever dreamed.
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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
New kid on the Block (Eve/open)
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Post by Chris ''Nightwing'' Kent on Mar 22, 2013 17:57:15 GMT -5
Lor found himself in Gotham, headquarters of Wayne Enterprises, in meeting Kara Lor found that his calling on this planet was that of protector. And a protector needed a costume apparently if one was to go b his cousin. And he had read a few things on he technology that Wayne Enterprises created. He had come in essence to request a suit. One he could wear while he was fighting, one that was durable like he was. But he had not given much thought to how he would even propose such a thing, and not to mention he had no idea whom he would present it to. Sill though, he strode into the building with his chest puffed out and his sack of clothing sprawled over his shoulder.
Lor walked right over to the receptionist and began to speak with a smile on his face. ''Excuse me! May I speak with the person who is in charge here? I have an urgent request'', he said still smiling widely. There were a few hundred people in the building, all working diligently on different things. But unfortunately the lady at the counter looked at him foolishly a if he had a fish for a head.
''Excuse me?'', she said with a puzzle look upon her face.
Lor not expecting such a response began to frown a bit as he looked around. ''This is the place where hey make highly technological equipment, yes?'', he asked looking around as if trying to ensure himself that he had come to the correct place. ''I need to speak with who ever is in charge here about some equipment that I need made'', he said looking from side to side as he wondered just who that person woud be, there were so many that it literally could have been anyone.
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For SCIENCE!
Love is when you want a kiss and you get bit
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Post by Eve Amherst on Apr 12, 2013 17:41:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://oi42.tinypic.com/34fkzk9.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 2px solid #000; width: 500px; height: 490x; padding: 0px;, bTable]It was just another day in the neighborhood, really. Eve had gotten up, done her thing and gone to work, and just like every other day her boss wasn't there. She really didn't bat a lash by this point, the woman was more surprised on the days that Bruce Wayne was actually in the building, not that she would complain, she liked her boss after all and that meant she had a little less crap to look through, because he was actually doing his job, instead of shoving all the work on her desk. Since he wasn't here though, she was pretty the one in charge for the day, Eve didn't argue just because she liked having that sort of pull in the company. Sipping on her mocha latte the woman was looking over the spec sheets for a new type of heavy engine that the Wayne Industries branch was working on. It was supposed to be cleaner burning for large transport trucks, eighteen wheelers and the like. Tapping her pen against the desk as she looked over the sheet, Eve had to admit the numbers looked good, emissions were down a good twenty percent on the test run, so she signed off on it. Reaching for her drink again the woman was rather displeased to find that she was out, she needed her caffeine. While she could have easily sent someone else to get it for her, hell there were people on the payroll just for that sort of thing, she decided that she needed to stretch her legs and get out of the office for a little either way, so grabbing her purse Eve locked up the office and took the elevator down to the lobby. A brisk walk to the coffee shop would do her good, it was a lovely enough day for it after all. The brunette was all but humming a tune to herself as she strided across the lobby, heels clinking on the polished linoleum, waving and nodding hello to the people there. Sure she was known as the big bad boss bitch, but that was when she needed to be, as long as work was getting done and things were running smoothly, Eve stayed off people's backs, something that most people had managed to figure out by this time. The ones that didn't were getting run off quickly, no one needed slackers around here. She was just about out the door when she caught sight of the receptionist, looking at the younger guy before her like she wasn't sure what to do with him. Honestly she should have just kept going, the brunette had a real taste for another latte right now, but instead she walked over to the pair, giving the younger woman a reassuring smile and shifting her glance just so, making sure security was paying attention in case she needed them, "Anythin' we can help you with sir?" She had to wonder what he was after here. [style=padding: 0px 15px; font-size: smaller;] Words: 532 Music: Twist of Cain - Danzig Outfit: Click!Notes: Sooooo sorry that took forever @_@ [/style] |
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Post by Chris ''Nightwing'' Kent on Apr 18, 2013 2:05:57 GMT -5
Lor was about to go into explaining why he was there then a young looking lady walked up to him and asked if she could help him. This was quite fortunate for him, it saved him the trouble of going to find her. She was standing before him as if the gods of this planet wanted him to achieve his goal. ''Um, are you the person in charge of technology development? I have a request. I don't have money, but if you listen to my proposition then you will see that your help would greatly benefit me in my cause to protect this world'', he said smiling. ''I understand I may look like an idiot sitting here talking to you about something like this, but I am not one of great wealth, so I can not pay you, but I can offer other things, security being the main thing'', he said realizing how dumb he sounded.
''I wish you to trust me, because this all sounded a lot better in my head. But if you give me a chance to explain, and even demonstrate, then you will understand what it is that I am striving for'', he said looking down and rubbing his head. By this time the people surrounding him were a bit in awe that he was so up front about his motives. He was positive he looked like a loon, but hopefully she was aware that he would not just say any of this stuff without proper cause. After all, he wanted to be a good Kryptonian, like Kal, and Kara. He planned to take on the name ''Nightwing'', as Kal educated him on the old legend in Kryptonian lore. It was a sort of homage to his legend, and the idea of bringing the legend to this planet for the purpose of giving people hope.
He had certain things he wanted the suit to do, those things being, provide a certain amount of protection to kryptonite, the natural allergy of his people. If that was possible anyway. He would need a material that was durable, naturally he did not think there would be a material as durable as him, but he was sure they could make something that would withstand a great about of force exerted. After all, this was the great Wayne Enterprises, they had few limits when it came to resources after all.
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FORUM SKIN BY KATYA OF GANGNAM-STYLE
do not steal
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