The Justice League is getting older in 2020. While most of it's founding members are in their early to mid-forties, Superman himself still looks nearly the same he had a decade prior. The League had gone through several incarnations over the years. There were also splinter units like the Justice League of America and the JL United, as well as the JL Dark led by none other than John Constantine. In the year 2020 however, heroic metahumans are getting to be fewer and fewer. Most alien races that didn't appear to be human were often shunned by society, the now more alien Green Lantern from the planet Tandax was banned from Earth. The economy in the United States was still fighting a losing battle. Crime rates, especially metahuman crime, was up a record 120% from this time in 2010. Law Enforcement all began wearing more militaristic SWAT team style gear equipped with state of the art non-lethal AND lethal weaponry. Visually something resembling Robocop mixed with a little Judge Dredd just also packing riot gear. Some metahumans operating as heroes are not welcomed by all of the 2020 law enforcers. Only the League has been officially sanctioned by the President of the 'States: Clara Kendall. Young heroes have been 'sponsored' by the remaining members of the League to operate in the former home of the now deceased Green Arrow and one of the larger metropolitan cities with increased metahuman crime. Can the young heroes take back Star City from the grips of chaos and become full fledged members of the Justice League?

This game is a bit of an alternate future storyline, which is something DC Comics is attempting with their Future's End crossover. The only similarity being that in my future Green Arrow is dead, same as in Future's End. Here's an accepted players/characters list as well as basic info on their characters including who sponsored them in the League to operate in Star City...

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Player - Character - Age - Powers - Sponsor

*GM The Kid Lantern - Ditto - 20 - Triplication ~ sponsored by Superman
*Deputy GM BlackSam3091 - Fenrir - 18 - werewolf, feral skills and abilities ~ sponsored by Hawkman [retired]

Green Grenade - Hellfire - 15 - solar energy (flame) manipulation, flight ~ sponsored by Batman
Mistress Dizzy - Orbit - 16 - telekinesis, mechanical/math savant ~ sponsored by Batman
Drewvonawesome - Plastic Man II - 18 - plastic shifting ~ sponsored by Giganta
Endrance - Shock - 19 - Electro-magnetism ~ sponsored by Animal Man
riurik - Fate - 20- Magic ~ sponsored by Zatanna
Fearless_2814 - Thunder - 17 - mystical powers of the Gods ~ sponsored by Shazam/Capt. Marvel

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Rules:

1.) No back-to-back posting.

2.) PAY ATTENTION TO DETAIL AND SET-UPS!!

3.) Make sense. If we can't make heads or tails of your posts they're likely to get skipped over.

4.) Get permission before using another player's character in your posts if it involves changing the scene or making actions. Everybody will take beatings in this game in battle however, so don't get pissed if you get punched or blasted into a wall by the bad guys!

5.) Problems with the game or players should be sent directly to me through PM's. I don't want a bunch of bickering in the OOC.

6.) Abandoned characters will be used as NPC's or killed off within the context of the story.

7.) “I was waiting for [insert player/character] to make a move” is not an excuse to not post.

8.) There is no rule #8.

9.) My word is law.

10.) In the event that I'm offline for any period of time, the deputy GM (SirenSong) will take control and HIS/HER word will then be law.

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It wasn't Metropolis, of that the alien hero from the planet Cargg was sure. Just over a week earlier he had discussed joining a team with other young heroes. Relocating to Star City wasn't part of the original pitch, but Ditto trusted Superman's word. The motley crew of heroes was just that. Vigilantes, legacy heroes, some were even siblings of other heroes. Kilian didn't know anyone really, in the week they had been a team they only managed to go up against a few Kobra agents and a guy with spliced DNA and abilities and traits like that of a walking talking snake man. Presently Ditto remained as one whole Carggite, lounging around the makeshift headquarters underneath what was once one of the buildings associated with Queen Industries.

"You guys know there are more threats out there than the ones Batman and Superman tell us to take care of, right? We're not showing much initiative just hanging around the HQ..." Ditto said as he changed out of the civilian clothes provided for him and back into his battle-suit/superhero'ing attire.

"Green Arrow used to take down tons of metahuman threats on a semi-regular basis. Solomon Grundy, Brother Blood, Count Vertigo, Shrapnel.... I'd give anything for an old man enemy of Arrow's to show..." Kilian began saying as he was interrupted by an alarm system activating throughout the underground HQ.

"ALERT! ALERT! METAHUMAN ACTIVITY DISCOVERED IN A HOSTILE SITUATION ON THE CORNER OF MAIN STREET AND GRELL AVENUE.... REPEAT. ALERT! METAHUMAN ACTIVITY DISCOVERED IN A HOSTILE SITUATION ON THE CORNER OF MAIN STREET AND GRELL AVENUE.... REP..." the alarm system blared over the intercoms.

"Should've kept my mouth shut...." Kilian thought to himself trying to find his black mask...

One glance at the news footage being pulled up on the monitoring systems and holo-screens revealed the enemy to be a more experienced Icicle now in his late 20's. The second after his father, over the last few years Cameron Mahkent managed to kill the Atom's short term sidekick Molecule as well as become a charter member of the most recent Secret Society [of Supervillains]. Of course nobody suspects it of course, except for maybe Batman....

~KL~

Ever since being treated as a monster by humans and being rescued by the Engineer, Cyber Knight has cut herself off from the world. Spending all her time on computers. Eventually the Engineer insisted forcibly that she join some team her and the other Leaguers were putting together for young people. She picked a location in the base and set up a computer, she spent all her time hooked up to it, except when she had to fight whatever super villain was causing a ruckus. She was currently studying the whole of psychology. The Engineer suggested it, it was supposed to help her connect with the others.

When the alarms went off she brought up the visual feed on her own internal systems. She found these call to arms quite annoying. Just another pointless battle, they stop whatever super villain was ruining lives and put him away, eventually he escapes or is released, then the situation repeats over and over again to ad nauseum. She was reminded of Albert Einstein's definition of insanity.

She disconnected herself from the computer. "So Junior is up to it again. Who's got the flamethrower?"

Ron sat in a rather large lounge chair tinkering with a phone. The phone was rather new and had a touchscreen much alike the other recently released phones of this generation. Any child born semi-recently would think nothing of the phone, just considering it an average part of daily life to be used and discarded when the newer model came out. To Ron, it was an innovation that would spark ideas that would expand and eventually fizzle out when he found another new thing that interested him. The 'touchscreen' wasn't a thing before he had time travelled, a lot of things around him weren't.

Things like widescreen TVs without big backs or games consoles. He was particularly fond of the 'Ipod' and had recieved help from his mentor, Booster Gold to 'download' music onto it. Booster Gold also helped him get into the music of this day, although things like 'dubstep' and 'death metal' only hurt his ears. He was more fond of the 80s music than anything else. Bands like Depeche Mode and Fun Boy Three were more appealing than 'skittles' or whatever the strange looking man's name was. He was currently listening to the music he was interested in before he had time travelled. Booster had made him a 'playlist' containing many bands he had said he'd liked. Frank Sinatra came after Nat King Cole, and Bing Crosby after him. The mere fact that he could play these different artists one after another without them actually being in the same room, let alone alive was a marvel to him.

He was currently wearing his 'supersuit' which consisted of the Africa-ops uniform he had worn when he was in the military. He never really took to the supersuits of today, too tight and shiny. He much preferred the rough, nice fitting uniform he had worn back in the day. He hadn't bothered to take off his supersuit, he was too busy marvelling at the small phone. His music listening was interrupted when a rather loud message blared throughout the hideout. He arose from his chair while taking his 'earbuds' out and laying both the Ipod and the phone on the chair. He raised the keffiyeh that hung around his neck to his mouth and tied it tightly behind his head. He then moved the goggles down onto his eyes and tightened them as well.

Jin was in the garage, where she had a workbench set up. She was fiddling with an invention of her own design, one that would hopefully make her fighting a little bit more easy. Her battle orbs had hidden blades inside, ones that were triggered by the radio signals put out by her tech gloves. But she still had to control their movement with her telekenisis. It could be a problem if she was in too long a fight. Without her powers, she had to rely on her fists. Usually that was enough to take down the average criminal in Gotham, but she wasn't in Gotham anymore.

It had been a week in Star City. She was missing her home. Growing up on the streets had helped her know the city like the back of her hand. Now she had to do it all over again in a new place. Luckily, she had a way of blending in with the seedier element, still. Even almost 2 years in a stable home hadn't quite taken the roughness out of her. There was still so much she had to learn, and she hadn't forgotten how to get dirty to learn it. She was certain no one knew, but she'd packed a set of worn, dirty hand me downs, that fit her loose and made her look like who she was. Or rather, who she used to be. Tiny, hungry, and homeless. The downtrodden were much more likely to respond to one of their own. So far, she hadn't had a chance to get out and gain info, but she hoped it would happen soon.

The alarm blaring overhead made her nearly drop her tools in surprise. She clamped her gloved hands down over her ears, clenching her teeth. "Dammit..." The alarm was loud enough for her to still hear the information. "Oh, goody. A real fight." She rushed from the workbench, and to her room to get her gear on. Her suit was definitely girly. Purple and pink with touches of black. It was a deliberate attempt to separate herself from the Dark Knight, who was all blacks and grays and shadows. He may have been her mentor, but she was no Batgirl. Strapping on her belt with weighted orbs, she checked her gloves. As she pressed a hidden button on either wrist, the gloves came to life with pink light threading through like circuitry. After checking everything else, she went to the main room to wait for the others.

Thomas had spent the last two hours reading about Star City on the internet to get an idea of how what the city was really like on the inside since it was now the new location of their team. it came as a surprise to Thomas that they were moving the team to Star City, which had been home to now deceased Green Arrow, and he wondered why the league had chosen the city. to Thomas, it seemed more fitting for the team to operate outside of the cities that were home to the core members of the Justice League. he personally hoped that they would have relocated to Central City since the Flash had a great number of villains to battle against. Gotham City also came to mind, but that city seemed too gloomy and dark for Thomas's liking, but there were a great amount of villains to take down.

but regardless of the league's reasoning, he didn't argue against the orders and he also reported to Cadmus about his relocation. the research facility did not have any opposition to him and the team moving to Star City. they simply instructed him to give any new updates that seemed important, and he agreed. some would say that he was a Cadmus puppet if they found out about his ties to them, but Thomas didn't think of himself as one. they were the people who had created him and they intended him to be a force of good and hope to the American people especially in this time of national unrest. he was a symbol of youthful pride, hope and determination, he believed himself to be a hero and that's what mattered to him.

after doing some research on the criminal element of the city, he found that the city had a good amount of street level criminals like the ones in Gotham, and Thomas then thought that taking care of crime in the city would be easy. just then he heard the alarms go off which meant that there was a situation that required their heroic duties. he quickly grabbed his costume and changes into it, donning the red, white and blue colors of America. he then switched from his black shoes to his american flag style Converse sneakers. in order to move quicker, he flew into the main room and saw Orbit already there.

"What's going on?" he asked her, curious to find out if the heroine knew what had caused the alarms to go off.

"Hey, Flagman." Orbit was going through warm up exercises, and her voice came from the floor where she was executing a handstand. Her small body was held in perfect balance. "It's something about a metahuman attack. Main Street and Grell Avenue." She started to do vertical pushups, neatly pushing herself up and down. "I'm not completely sure where that is, haven't completely gotten my bearings in the city. Give me another few days." With one final upward push, she flipped backward and neatly to her feet, looking over Thomas and his costume. "...that's a little..." She searched for a word. "Obvious, huh? I mean... no subtlety to that at all." Her lips twisted into a teasing smirk. "I haven't really read the whole dossier on all you guys, so... show me what you can do. Besides hang from a pole and wave dramatically."

Phil was practicing levitation when the alarm rang, breaking his concentration and sending him sprawling on the floor. Another day of meditation interrupted. As he raced to join his new teammates, his cape billowed out behind him. The mantle felt like a weight on his shoulders, and the helmet felt too big. These raiments that he inherited, despite all their power, made Phil feel small and weak. Unlike Zatanna, his mentor, Phil was not well versed in the occult. He was a student of ancient history, not ancient magic. He asked himself the same question that was constantly on Zatanna’s lips, even if she didn't say it out loud. Why Phillip Carter?

When Phil arrived in the situation room, the techno-wiz telekinetic was teasing “Flagman”. They both looked a bit silly, and they even got to pick their costume. Personally, Philip thought the Doctor Fate costume needed a newer look, but how can you complain when you're given one of the most powerful magical artifacts? Phil silently hung to the edge of the room, watching everyone's interaction.

"my name is Patriot, and my costume is a symbol of my pride in being an American. i am the type of hero that stands proud in front of people to show them what good people can do" Thomas said to Jin. he was kind of annoyed at being called by a joke name.

when she asked him what he could do, Thomas smirked and replied, "just watch"

he took off into the air and began to fly around the room at very fast speeds, causing his cape to flow behind. after about twelve laps around the room, Thomas landed back down in front Jin. he then walked over to the couch in the lunge area and picked it with one hand with great ease. he then went over the refrigerator in the kitchen and with his free hand, he stacked the appliance on top of the couch. he walked back over to jin, smiling as he held up the couch and refrigerator with one hand.

"what do you think of that" he said smiling, it was very easy to hold the two objects with his strength.

he then noticed Fate enter the room, and hang around near the entrance.

"hay fate, get over here and give us a demonstration" he called over to the new wearer of the Doctor Fate mask.

Nobody seemed to notice Cyber Knight in the room, which made no difference to her one little bit. To be honest she hadn't even noticed they entered the room or were in it to begin with. It was pretty much the only room she ever used in the base, it had the most advance technology it's where she 'felt' the most comfortable. She watched the demonstration of power with only the slightest amount of interest, she was comparing his flight powers to hers.

The one person on the team that was of any interest to her was Fate more specifically his magic abilities. She wanted to prove the science behind it, if she could develop the science behind it, then more people could use it. What she really needed was to do run a series of tests on his brain while he was using magic but Engineer ruled against it, something about not wanting to make Nabu mad, she at first thought that was the man under the mask but his name was Phillip. She didn't really listen since it was against Engineer's wishes she didn't really care why.

Luke Thomas had only been with this group a week but it's been plenty of time for THOSE thoughts to creep back into his head. What was he doing here exactly? Sure Gigangta has made sure his been ready for this, but the man with the new designation of being Plastic Man, albeit not by choice, was feeling déjà vu with being a super hero. Heck when they caught that weird snake cult group thing Luke felt his panic attacks kick in, hyperventilating himself into a giant balloon again. This time though one of them bounced off of him like bouncy castle to attack, and someone else ended up using him as the world's biggest bowling ball and rolling him down the street, knocking out some of them. Luke wasn't sure who did what. He was too busy trying to stop growing while apologizing profusely.

Luke was in his living quarter, having secured a iced coffee drink, with a pinch of nutmeg and soy milk, just how he likes it. Flipping through a magazine on modern tech when the alarm sounded, scaring Luke half to death. Fumbling out of his room Luke awkwardly slipped on his shades and adjusted his tights as he ran to the room. "Coming, coming!" He called out, not watching where he was going Luke didn't apply the breaks. Slipping and tumbling into the room. Slamming into the adjestant wall a tangled mess. "Oh dear... Little help here?" He meekly asked aloud.

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"my name is Patriot, and my costume is a symbol of my pride in being an American. i am the type of hero that stands proud in front of people to show them what good people can do" Thomas said to Jin. he was kind of annoyed at being called by a joke name. when she asked him what he could do, Thomas smirked and replied, "just watch"he took off into the air and began to fly around the room at very fast speeds, causing his cape to flow behind. after about twelve laps around the room, Thomas landed back down in front Jin. he then walked over to the couch in the lunge area and picked it with one hand with great ease. he then went over the refrigerator in the kitchen and with his free hand, he stacked the appliance on top of the couch. he walked back over to jin, smiling as he held up the couch and refrigerator with one hand."what do you think of that" he said smiling, it was very easy to hold the two objects with his strength. he then noticed Fate enter the room, and hang around near the entrance."hay fate, get over here and give us a demonstration" he called over to the new wearer of the Doctor Fate mask.

Orbit chuckled low, almost derisive. "So... you can fly, and you can lift things." She huffed softly through her nose. "We could replace you with a helicopter, a winch, and a crane. What can you really do?" She folded her arms, looking humorously unimpressed. All his talk about being American meant very little to her. Just because he was born here didn't make him any better or worse than anyone else in the world. Fate's entrance drew her attention. "Yo, Mr. Wizard!" She was about to turn back to the flying flag, when Plastic Man made a very impressive entrance. "Ooof..." She turned and headed for the wall, to help him out. "You okay in there, man?" Studying his tangled body with one hand to her chin, she let herself track his knots like he was nothing more than a tangled group of wires. "Alrighty." She headed in, taking the guy's red-clad arm, and weaving it through his legs. A little tug here, a twist there, and then Luke was more or less back in shape.

"Seems I'm late to the party, huh?"Veronica Hawkins said entering, sparks surrounding her. Her darker complexion was sporting a dark blue swimsuit like outfit. It was a tight one piece with black leather boots and a short trench coat, dark blue with light blue bolts on her shoulder. Her hair was short but styled, and lower around her eyes, her dark blue mask. She also had a piercing under her lip on her lower left side. They didn't know about the sparks coming off her yet but it was because she was excited, adrenaline pumping. She still couldn't control it when she got this excited and she couldn't help but admit she felt bottled up sometimes in college. Animal Man had told her once or twice she really had to work on that but going zen was out of both of their leagues. While the one in the american suit was showing off his abilities, Veronica turned her attention to the level headed chicks.

"I'm Shock."She said raising her eyebrow with a half smile at robo-chick. She was pretty hot. Not that anyone could see it of course but she did blush a bit. Bat sidekick was cute too. Veronica noticed a more intent stare coming from robo though, when it was announced Fate was up. Maybe they had something going on already. Scratching the back of her head, she wondered why she even agreed to be bossed around by someone other than Animal Man.

"You need to work on your teamwork skills. And especially how you treat people. You can be pretty abrasive and-"
"Are you trying to persuade me or bash me, because at this point in time I can't tell"
He shook his head. "You didn't let me finish. I think working with them will help sharpen your skills even better than i can do.We're quite a 'different pair' you and me, powers wise."
"What makes you think I'll be able to mesh anyway. I mean you said it yourself, it's a miracle we get on. Think about mixing in a bunch of half-baked heroes like me trying to give me orders..."she sighed. The frustration was starting to show and lightening was cracking.
To Veronica's surprise, he chucked. "You listen to me just fine...and i'm pretty sure someone worthwhile will be there."

Hmph. We'll see about those empty promises., Veronica thought.
"So uh, when do we stop showing off and save the day? Or should I go do it myself?", Veronica grinned.

Thomas laughed at Jin's joke, and replied, "i would like to point out that a helicopter can not take hits from super strength villains without bursting into a burning inferno, and a crane lacks mobility."

he went back to the area where the couch came from and put back where had got it from. he then put the refrigerator back in the kitchen. he walked back over to the others, and said "i do have one last trick to show"

the lights in the room began to flicker as he drew in electricity and his hands began to spark and crackle with electrical energy. he then pointed his hands towards a punching bag and fired a blast of electricity at it. the blast hit the practicing equipment and blew it apart with a loud boom. he looked at his work and was glad that he had kept the blast at low power levels otherwise he could have caused some serious damage.

"i could made it much more powerful but i don't want to destroy this room so i kept it at very low levels. i can manipulate energy and it really comes in handy when you're fighting villains Parasite and Metallo" he said with a smile. he normally didn't really care much for showing off, but he had to prove himself an asset to the team.

he then saw Shock enter room and introduced herself. when he heard talk about them showing off, Thomas replied, "sorry about that, i just sometimes like to show off my powers. i think we're still waiting for the rest of the team to get here."

Ron made his way through to the main hall just in time to see, Thomas send an electric clap towards a punching bag. He looked to the rest of the group, they were awfully mismatched. Ron felt like he was more of an abundance to the team at that present moment, he didn't understand most of the equipment they were using let alone the ones they weren't. Heck, he had only recently discovered the fact that they had sent someone to the moon, he didn't quite understand how they breathed up there until someone explained that most people didn't either, and just assumed their suits done the breathing for the astronauts.

He was more concerned about the costs that the group would be expending rather than the mission at hand. They had already blown up a punching bag and unhooked the fridge from the wall, who knows what else they would do. He spoke to agree with the third woman to enter the room.
"Yeah, I'd rather head on out or at least find out what kind of Hot-Rod I'll be driving" He joked. He hoped the slang he had used was still current, although he doubted it. He had become quite anxious and self aware recently, thinking a lot more about if people would think he was some sort of joker for the phrases and slang he used.

Ricki was on her knees atop her bed within her room. She brushed her long shiny black hair back as she wrote upon the wall with a red crayon. The fifteen year old didn't like this room. She didn't like being on this team, and she didn't that the Flash had forced her to leave her home. Ricki didn't much care for the Flash either. Who was he to tell her what to do? Who was he to spoil her fun in Keystone City?

The girl was in mid-sentence when the alarm sounded throughout the compound. Ricki's brow furrowed at the loudness of it, but her glossed lips curled into a smile. The alarm indicated that it was playtime. She finished her sentence, and then placed the crayon neatly back in its box. Yes. It was playtime. And, playtime meant she had to change into her play clothes. It was off with the red short-sleeved stretch top and white lace trimmed tank underneath. Off with designer boot-cut jeans. In their place would be a red spandex bodysuit that clung to tightly to such a young body. Blue gloves covered her delicate hands and boots slipped over her dainty feet both reminiscent of a swashbuckler or pirateer. Then, came the white harlequin mask with a sewn in turquoise wig. And to complete the outfit, a short blue jacket with yellow trim and puffy sleeves. Once dressed Ricki was about to leave her room to join the others when it dawned on her. You play if you don't bring toys. Quickly, the girl went to the chest at the end of her bed and proceeded to grab a few 'toys'. These gadgets were small enough to slip into her jacket, gloves and boots. Except for her handy 'punchline' which she twirled in her hand as she left her room.

Entering the common room about the time that Shock came in, Ricki's dark eyes looked around in baffled amazement at the scene before her.Plastic Man was tangled up against the wall. Ricki was not surprised by this considering his clumsiness during the team's battle with the Kobra. The memory of using the rubber-boy's ballooned body as a launch pad did put a smirk on her face. But, seeing Patriot holding up not only the couch but also the refrigerator above his head turned her smirk into a frown. "My milkshake."

Cyber heard the crackling sound coming before Shock came in the room, she shifted half her focus to Shock. She noted the half smile and raised eyebrow, which made her wonder if Shock was a lesbian technosexual. "Shock's right. Leaving now." She spoke loudly in a monotone voice. She shifted into a speedier form mostly improving her aerodynamics. "Follow or not." She left by flying.

A slow smile spread over Orbit's face at the real display of Patriot's power. "Now that's more like it." Her attention was diverted to Shock's entrance, then Madcap's. Her goggled gaze lingered on Shock for a few moments, before she frowned and looked down the hallway. "Where the heck is he..." Her partner, Hellfire, was late. It wasn't entirely like him. Then again, it was their first team mission- maybe he was getting jitters. "Ah well, he'll just have to catch up. I'll see you guys there!" As the android girl cleared the building, she headed for the garage where her bike was. It was a pink and black street bike in pristine condition- she kept it well and shined it often. Snatching her helmet from the top and donning it, she hit the ignition and revved the bike hard. Within half a minute she'd cleared the garage and was speeding down the street toward the scene, aided by a holographic map on the visor of her helmet.

"sorry about your milkshake" he said to Ricki as he went to plug the refrigerator back into the wall, and went back to join them. he then heard Ron make his joke.

"there's nothing better than flying, a car may be fun but the feeling of flight is incredible, unless of course you smash into several buildings, which i have many times" he said with a lough. it was true, he still had a bit of trouble with flying in between buildings while had very fast speeds.

Thomas was about to continue talking when Tabitha changed and took off flying. when she said to them to follow or not, and then Orbit took off as well. Thomas responded after the two heroines left saying a humorous voice, "it looks like two people don't seem to work well on teams"

After the alarm sounded off and Ditto found his mask, he ran to the elevator as the other members of the make-shift team all began gathering in the meeting/monitor room. The headquarters itself was rather large, like a three story tall warehouse with a lot of open space as well as personal quarters for everyone who'd signed on. And it was underground. Which made Kilian feel safe and claustrophobic at the same time. Only the female android was in the monitoring room when Ditto took off. To be honest he wasn't even sure she was paying attention to him in the room at all. Never the less, the young hero dubbed Ditto by Superman split into his three individual selves after reaching the surface and began running and leaping off of rooftops towards Main street just a few blocks away on the west side of the city.

Minutes later, what sounded like a jet engine flying overhead turned out to be the android girl now with her form resembling something out of a science fiction movie. It was around 3 pm on a Thursday. Schools had just let out.

Ditto2 took the lead heading towards the now colder area around Main and Grell. Kids exclaimed seeing the ice and snow surrounding them as parents quickly grew concerned. Police sirens were heard and Cameron Mahkent started laughing like a hyena as he iced up the roads, Icicle then generated large pointy spikes of ice that shot up out of the streets. All three Ditto's now were on the scene with the android girl hovering overhead.

"LET'S TAKE THIS POP-SICKLE DOWN!" screamed one of the Carggite triplicates as the three of them went in headfirst.

One of the triplicates was smacked away while the other two tried to tag team the guy. Nobody knew that Icicle was just there to get a glimpse of his five year old son. He was a criminal but he'd never even considered kidnapping or bringing his son up in the awful world of lies and betrayal that surrounded him the last decade or so of his life. It never fails though. Once they've had your face on camera, these supercops of the future were as intricate and organized as a supercomputer. It only took a matter of seconds outside the schoolyard for the Big Brother type surveillance to get a possitive ID. While the villain fought off the Cargg native, a blast from another direction caught the villain by surprise. While young heroes began to gather, a unit of black armor clad cops also hit the scene. There was barely any skin showing, literally like Robocop films of old. They set up a parameter and kept civilians out of harms way. For now...

~KL~

(Joint post with Mistress Dizzy)

Dusting himself off, feeling his cheeks burn the same color as his uniform, Luke looked over at Orbit who had helped him up. "Heh uh... thanks." He told her, giving Orbit an awkward thumbs up. If his self pride wasn't dragging on the ground already, it was now. It didn't help matters either the situation became clear, they were going after Icicle. Great, Luke was in desperate need to prove himself, but it was going to be against someone who can easily exploit him. His suit was able to provide warmth for these occasions, but it was only going to go so far.

As the group got to where the action was, Plastic Man had bounced to the scene as a ball with his head on top. Quickly reforming he looked down at the action happening as Ditto already struck out with his first plan. Plastic Man grimaced, feeling his hands shaking as he had to bite his tongue and fight that oncoming panic attack again. He needed a plan but right now his wimpy pacifist brain was only coming up with 'RUN, RUN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD RUN!' Which wasn't helping matters one bit.

Orbit brought her bike to a steady brake, leaning it on the side of a building before rushing toward the fight. She saw civilians, some of them little kids, and made sure they were all clear. Her eyes started to glow a faint silver behind her goggles as she let some of her power loose. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Plastic Man looking... apprehensive. "Hey, Stretch-" She seemed to have a nickname for everyone, so far. "What's up? You're looking done in and we've barely started." Her eyes were fixed on the fight, but she was definitely adressing him.

Paused and in his own complete and utter fear, Plastic Man finally realized Orbit was talking to him, or someone nearby named 'Stretch' who he didn't know... either way it was probably him. "Uh I... just..." He tried to speak but felt his throat metaphorically trying to collapse into itself. "Just I don't know what to do here..." Plastic Man muttered running his hands through his hair. His brain was rattled and he was having trouble keeping himself together. Finally though his brain started to see an idea present itself. "Wait, Orbit right? You're a mind moving person right? Compress me into a tight ball and launch me at him, I might be able to buy the others time to set up an attack." Plastic Man rambled off, at this rate willing to try anything stupid if it meant finally showing worth in something other than being able to make himself a really huge balloon.

Orbit raised her eyebrows. It was a decent plan. She hadn't known he could shrink, but it sort of made sense, physics wise. If he stretched, then he had to be able to go back to normal. Otherwise he'd be more like Plastic-Wrap Man instead. "Alright, gotcha." She breathed in once, then out slow. The glow in her eyes increased, making her goggles light up with pink light, and she held her hands out, as if grabbing Plastic Man. He would feel invisible force pressing in on him from all sides, methodically pushing him tighter and tighter. Soon enough, he was about the size of one of her battle orbs, and probably even more dense. She picked him up with her gloved hands. "I hope you can breathe in there, dude." Taking a backward stance not unlike an Olympic shot putter, she wound up and twisted with her entire body, letting Plastic-Ball man fly. Her telekinesis added an extra burst of propulsion at the same time he was leaving her hand, sending him flying at high speed toward Iceman.

The loud whizzing sound coming from the tightly wound red ball with yellow and black striping was either from him slicing through the air, or him screaming completely muffled as his head was in the middle of the mass. Either way the red sphere made its mark. Nailing Icicle just above his left eye, making him stop and in a fit clench the area Plastic Man nailed him, screaming in very naughty language. Rebounding from the attack Plastic Man let his form slip out to a much larger shape, now resembling a red dodgeball. One which nailed Icicle in the stomach knocking him over a bit. Reforming Plastic Man stood over the villain, shaking and with a grin on his face that looked somewhat inhuman. "Did... DID YOU GUYS SEE THAT?!" He called out to his teammates, pointing at the downed but still not out Icicle. "WOOOOOOOOO!" He mightily cheered out, arms held up in premature victory.