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2 yrs ago
Current I am going to smuggle wholesomeness into your RPs and there's not a damned thing any of you can do to stop me.
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2 yrs ago
"Bud, you're like a pizza cutter; All edge and no point!"
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2 yrs ago
Habanero ain't the spiciest pepper but it's pretty tasty on things, ya gotta admit.
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2 yrs ago
And in addition to boneless wings being overrated; Anybody who looks at sauced and tossed wings, lovingly spiced and perfectly crispy and says; 'I'mma dunk that in blue cheese' has missed the point.
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2 yrs ago
Boneless wings are overrated.

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@Archangel89
Well, the original Flash we had on here (the no-show) used the Speed Force, so I don't imagine there'd be a problem with it- that and Garrick existed in our timeline, so it's already a known phenomenon.

I'm far from the final word on this, but I think you're fine.
@Archangel89
Hey, our Flash never actually showed up.

I figure that's carte blanche to go nuts.
@ZekariVoblis

The THING you say...

...Gimme a few hours, I'm at work.
@Rekaigan

Good with me.
@Weed

Always happy to have new blood, feel free to throw up a CS whenever.


"So did Scooby Doo there just jump off the balcony like I think she did?” Ease inquired a bit rhetorically "Hmm. I guess that answers my question."

"Yeah, Avery just kinda... does that." Duncan replied without missing a beat as he caught sight of Ease coming out of his peripheral "You get used to it after a while."

"...What are you two up to?"

Reasonable question, I mean out of all the people in this fucked-up fantasy land, Duncan and Avery weren't exactly (to the casual observer, at least) the most likely to casually hang out. So, heaving himself up off the railing, picking all of his and Avery's crap and giving Ease a friendly rap on the shoulder, the bald man motioned for the Alaskan to follow him as he gave the abridged version of the increasingly insane series of events that had led him to this moment as he headed for the stairs like a normal person.

"Long story short, we got ambushed by a bunch of idiots calling themselves the 'Red Fang Raiders' on the way back from Laab and Vesta was having none of their shit." Duncan began, turning the corner as he reached the bottom and stopping for a second as he heard a commotion in the alley beside the tavern, but continuing unabated as he made his way over to the counter "Soooo... blood and bodyparts. Everywhere. That woman does not fuck around."

Placing a few coins on the counter, the baldy grabbed a pint and handed it to Ease before snagging one up for himself, continuing to talk as he headed for the side door.

"Buuuut, among the many, many bits of bloodied dumbass covering the road, we found a map to... something. Not sure what it is, but me 'n Avery figured we may as well go check it out..."

And with that, the Canuck opened the door only to find... some kid. Under attack by the world's cuddliest assassin.

"GET OFF ME YOU STUPID ANIMAL!" Said kid shrieked, trying desperately to break free from her incredibly affectionate, incredibly tiny canine assailant. "I hate you!"

'Aaaaand, the Universe keeps fucking me dry...'

"...Or, at least we would be, but apparently we're ambushing random people in dark alleyways with fuzzy puppies now." Duncan finished, brow raised but honestly, not all that surprised after the events of the past month as he calmly gulped down his pint and turned his head slightly to the younger, much more fashionable man. "What the fuck, Avery?"

Woo, progress!
@Lord Wraith@Unknown100

By the by, posted.
A B E L A T E D P R O L O G U E . . .

D E L A W A R E :

July 21st, 2017 - 16:32 | Greenhouse - Metro Tower

"So, first real fight as part of the League... how are you feeling?"

Duncan briefly glanced up at the old Superman-Robot from the little hole he was digging in the garden, his face twisting in a weird way as he tried to puzzle together an intelligent way to articulate just how he'd felt about the previous day's events...

"...Kiiiinda wish I got to keep my pants."

...And, true to form, settled on cracking a joke instead of actually saying what was on his mind. A habit that didn't go unnoticed by the old machine, though it didn't press the lad about it.

"Yes, I was wondering about that; The entire tower and everything in it was restored to the way it the second Extant and Fate vanished... except your pants." Ajax remarked, a perplexed note evident in his usual synthetic tone even as he seamlessly transplanted the sapling of a cherry tree into the garden dirt "That is... peculiar..."

"Made for one hell of a first impression, though; 'Hello there, Justice League! My name is Duncan and here is my gitch!'"

"Well, your reptilian friend seemed to enjoy it..." The machine quipped with calculated precision, very possibly reveling in how those words made the man next to him freeze for a moment, before he quickly covered his brief lapse in composure with a small smirk and a raised brow, though he kept his eyes cast down at his work.

"You sassin' me, Ajax?" Duncan snorted "Didn't think ye had it in ya."

"I am merely pointing out that in the span of a few weeks, you have saved the lives of three hundred and forty-two of your former coworkers, fought an upgraded Metallo to a standstill, went to a baseball game with possibly the greatest Hero that ever lived, helped bring down a time-travelling psychopath and then shared an intimate moment with a member of the Justice League." The (actually very sassy) robot remarked before Duncan could try to change the subject with more humour "...Perhaps this life suits you."

That gave the Rookie some pause. And he didn't even try to hide it this time.

"Yeah... you and Supes keep saying that, but I'm still not sure I buy it."

Ah, there it was. If Ajax had a mouth, it'd be wearing a particularly triumphant grin right about now-

The boy was finally speaking his mind.

"Mr. MacAodhan, in case you haven't noticed, you happen to be one of the most physically powerful beings on this planet. You could have gone out at any time you wished and forcibly seized anything you ever desired... but you took all that potential and abruptly threw it to the side because the only thing that mattered to you was working a normal job and drinking beer with your Grandfather." Ajax explained, placing it's trovel down and turning to the young man "Yet when push came to shove and lives were at stake, you used all that strength and fought like a lion to defend your home and everyone in it."

"...So, where exactly are you going with this corny speech?"

"That for all that you do not want to be a Big Damned Hero, it does seem to come naturally to you."





E P I S O D E VII:
T R A I N I N G D A Y S

D E L A W A R E :

July 30th, 2017 - 09:13 | Metro Tower - Metropolis

Duncan had to admit; watching Lara toss the holo-droids around was pretty goddamn cathartic...

Well, it also reminded him just how much he'd been holding back this entire time and how much doing so really annoyed the piss outta him, but God Damn watching the kid tear through both Grundy and Parasite (at one point, with eachother) was a hell of a fun sight. At least, until Wildcat was kind enough to remind her that she probably shouldn't be trying to kill her enemies if she was going to be part of their big damned spandex club.

...Not that he was necessarily fully on board with said club himself mind yo-

“And you, MacAodhan. Out of your teammates, you have the most experience with Supervillains.” Wildcat wasted no time cutting into him as well “Her conduct's on you. Get your shit together.

Well, a dressing-down by the guy who saved his Granddad back in the war and indirectly allowed him and his Dad to exist... That stung a little.

'Welp, guess getting an autograph for Gramps later is out of the question...' The Canuck winced internally as he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly in order to get his afore-mentioned shit into an appropriate degree of togetherness and turned towards Vandal Savage, who was outright ignoring him at this point and focusing on Supergirl '...Let's just get this shit over with.'

And so with a step forward, the Rookie seemingly vanished in a burst of speed, appearing only as a blur of motion until he abruptly stopped directly behind the replicated immortal. Hands firmly placed where it's shoulders met it's torso.

"Hey bud, forget someone?

Without another word, Duncan promptly squeezed, eliciting a loud series of pops and a louder scream from the droid as both of it's arms fell limp, dislocated and useless to it's sides. A pattern that repeated itself as the Rookie pushed his foot into the back of Pseudo-Savage's knee and forced it into the ground, crushing it.

"Now..." The thoroughly unhappy Canadian began as he let his enemy drop to the ground, ignoring the sight of Gentleman Ghost leveling one of his flintlocks at him from the corner of his eye as he calmly moved his foot over the back of Savage's other knee and pressed down, eliciting a final 'CRUNCH!' "You be a good boy and stay right there while I deal with your friend..."

The Ghost-bot fired, and there was a minute of silence afterward wherein Duncan simply stared at the dapper robot... before parting his lips with a cheeky grin and revealing he'd caught the bullet with his teeth. Which he casually spat off to the side.

"...Otherwise, I'mma haf'ta start spankin' ya lil' shits."


@Unknown100@Holy Soldier
So who wanna post next in episode 7: Trainings Day(s)?


I'll take it, might as well wrap this thing up soon anyhow.

I'll get to it after work.
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