VenusSTAR

Alliances (VenusSTAR/Freedomliveson)

both points sound perfect to me!

I especially like the nerve gas idea.

VenusSTAR: a character compendium.

.

Redthorn's Art Forge

Whoa, dude... this art is amazing. The fact that you're so generous as to just offer up your skills for people is mind-blowingly awesome. So, @Redthorn Anvil I'm wondering if you're still open for commissions? I have a couple characters I'd love to see in your style if you are.

Alliances (VenusSTAR/Freedomliveson)

A gentle grin took Kara's expression and she reached out for the plate of food. Clark had been nothing if not purely family to Kara since her arrival. In the beginning, she had been apprehensive about earth, about people- humans in general and controlling her power under the eye of this planet's yellow sun had been nothing if not one of the more difficult things she had ever endured. But, not only had Kal-El been there for her, but so too had his adoptive parents. They had accepted Kara into their home without batting an eye or ever once questioning her place. She had come to love them as she had the memory of her own family and it warmed her to no end to feel not quite so alone on an otherwise potentially lonely spinning rock quite off the beaten path from her home.

"The public is starting to feel sympathetic toward Luthor..." She approached the subject very carefully as she cut into the food and chewed slowly as her baby blue eyes slid over to peer at her cousin. "Some people... think he's turning things around. That he's just 'made mistakes'," a frustrated sigh escaped the Kryptonian. She, like Clark, knew the tyrant behind the veil of charity and public press appearances. She knew the mad man behind the apologies and the empty promises. But Lexington Luthor was likeable to a great many... that worried her more than his plans.

Swallowing quickly, Kara shook her head quickly,"mm!" A hand moved over her mouth as she tried to rid herself of the food in her mouth too quickly, "no, I can come!" her homework was already a mound that she didn't want to think about. Getting out in the costume again would be a great relief and she refused to admit that she did have some work she could be doing instead. "Physics," Kara laughed, "it's just physics I'm having trouble with. I guess breaking a few of those laws leaves me lacking the essential theory behind it. I'm looking for a tutor, it's no big deal. I'll get it eventually."

---

Bruce was quiet as he approached the building. The gate was a simple enough scale, it was subsequently the cameras he didn't want to see him that he worried about. As Dick went on in his ear, Batman pulled out a batarang as he stayed one with the shadows of the building. The first camera went dark on the security side and he waited a moment, only giving himself enough time to respond to Nightwing, "I don't need to break in."

Adjustments were made on one of the flat screens that the security guard tapped on. His ginger brow was knit together inside of the small surveillance room and he sighed taking up the walkie talkie on his belt, "Frank, camera 4b just went down outside I-" a short pause as he watched another camera fade to black, "and... 5b... Frank? Come back?"

It was camera 6b that the Guard stared at in awe for a long moment. Not believing his eyes he stared at the leather clad Dark Knight as he seemed to peer right into the camera before it too went black, "oh, shit!!" The red haired Guard bolted from his seat leaving it spinning as he dreww his weapon and made a beeline for the side exit nearest the post that Frank was manning. He came around the dark corner to find pieces of the 4b littering the ground and Frank tied up and unconscious. The Guard felt his hands shake as his heart leapt to his chest and he tried to stay calm. The gun was eventually pointed right in front of him and he clicked the safety off as he took aim near yet another corner. The sound of something heavier than a gun pierced the air and the heavy movement of fabric resounded as the Guard rounded and took quick aim. Letting out a panicked gasp he looked about finding nothing... the 6b was cracked but the most notable thing about it was that it had been opened up, part of the computer exposed where information could be retrieved. "Oh...shit..." The Guard moaned dejectedly as he realized he was now alone.

The reply would come to Nightwing after a few moments of silence, "I'm on my way back. That information should be there momentarily. Don't go anywhere. I may need you." as per usual there was no utterance of a request, but beneath the chilled demands was a deeper appreciation for Nightwing's cooperation and quick response than he would likely ever know.

Alliances (VenusSTAR/Freedomliveson)

White tennis shoes touched gently against the concrete balcony and baby blue hues slid upwards as she heard her cousin's voice break the otherwise silent descent to the landing. Her lips curled into a gentle grin and finally she peered across the floor at Clark and shrugged a shoulder. "Front doors," the Kryptonian scoffed playfully, "this is like a front door. Close enough." Moving over the threshold of the balcony, Kara moved an arm back to gently slide the glass door shut behind her. She wore a light denim jacket over an oversized white t-shirt that fell off the shoulder. Black leggings were a pick of pure comfort for the day as she sighed, raking her fingers through her blonde hair as though to rake away the stress of her day. "Well, Lois said that if we didn't cook you'd just order, like, 500 pounds of Chinese food and be in a coma all week." Kara grinned at her cousin and slowly moved across the floor to the couch. First propping herself on the arm of it before gently sliding down to a cushion below.

Her heart rate was elevated, that much was likely apparent and it was probably true that Clark could hear it where he stood. Truthfully, Kara was debating on stopping by Clark's that evening. She had propped herself to sit upon the lip of the roof, feet dangling over the edge as she stared down at the cars that passed by one another below like tiny insects illuminated by even tinier LED lighting. The echo of horns honking and the wind in her ears was very nearly comforting until she heard folds of leather catch the wind at her back. She had turned to find the Batman. Kara didn't scare easily, and she wasn't sure she would say that Batman 'scared' her, but he was certainly an intimidating force at 6'2'' and all shoulders. The two spoke only briefly. Batman had very little to say to the twenty-something and offered a light reprimand of being very nearly hanging off of a building in civilian clothes, Kara relented (silently, she thought it rather than outwardly agreed with Batman) that perhaps if anyone were to catch her in a building adjacent, from a window or something like it, that it would be a difficult thing to explain to authorities. A headache at the very least.

Resolving to, in fact, bite the bullet and see Clark she had simply dropped the few stories to his balcony and now took up comfortable residence on a corner of his couch. "I saw him," she nodded and a fair brow arched slowly, "you know, I know I can fly into space... and I know I can shoot lasers out of my eyeballs, and I know I can play soccer with a car..." her hand canted to the side as she spoke, "but any time I see Batman, he freaks me right out. It's like... he has this super power to just creep the hell out of you." A chuckle escaped her for a moment before she brought her knees up to her chest and peered across the room at Clark. "He said something's going on with Lex Luthor. Is that true?" When her head tilted to the side out of curiosity, her blonde hair fell over one shoulder, spilling to the front of her shoulder to a point where she tucked it back behind her ear to prevent it from bothering her too much.

---

The sky was clear for dusk in early November. To a visitor, the sunset looked full of promise. Hues of gentle gold and soft pink mingled with pastel red. Wisps of orange cloud caught in the cotton blue heavens swirled like a water colour canvas painted meticulously by an aged artist. But, clawing into the skyline were greedy high rises silhouetted against the failing light of day. Metropolis, the City of Tomorrow, was brighter somehow, even in the dark. Possibility suggested that it might have been a simple removal from this city in comparison to what was typical at home. Soon, the cold chill of Metropolis's lights would pollute the sky and plunge the city into a false sense of alertness. But the bodies that would move upon the unforgiving pathways below were ushered like a disease with a hive mind.

The echo of the gas propelled grappling hook was drowned out by the wind the high rises caught and the heavy movement of leather caught the breeze as Batman propelled himself forward, landing upon the precarious ledge of a building a decent trek away from Clark Kent's. A brief conversation with Superman and an even briefer one with Supergirl offered very little in the long run, but Batman didn't need much out of them. It wasn't information out of them he needed, he just wanted to ensure they knew he was there.

Bruce drew in a long breath, steeling himself and checking in. He listened to the noise of his body. He relaxed his shoulders, his abdomen, his neck. Rolling it once, his navy blue eyes caught the horizon as the sun dipped well below, robbing the skyline of its warmer cast and replacing it with a chilled new pallet of colour. Even still, Metropolis seemed brighter. Quieter. Better. A gloved hand reached up and pressed against his cowl upon a steady exhale. "Nightwing, I need you to stop by the Bat Cave. I'm about to go by a LexCorp building and copy a surveillance video. I want to make sure the encrypted information is started before I get back to Gotham." There was no request made, only a demand. And Batman didn't seem concerned on whether or not Nightwing was even in the area. It needed to be done. And it would get done. A very unsettling feeling was stirring inside of Bruce the more he saw indications of Talia and Luthor together. It was an upset that he wanted to nip in the bud. Nothing good could come out of a union of that calibre. Nothing.

Alliances (VenusSTAR/Freedomliveson)

Awesome! That's kinda more what I picture too. I'll definitely get to posting asap but it might not happen for another few hours as I'm stuck at work.

Alliances (VenusSTAR/Freedomliveson)

If it's cool, I'm thinking of mixing Kara's story a little to include some crisis and some animated series aspects. The major thing being that she came other earth and was essentially adopted by the Kents and lived with them in Smallville until finally moving to Metropolis at 20. Perhaps took up the moniker of Supergirl around 18 or 19 years old helping primarily around Smallville at first. I'm thinking that perhaps she's enrolled at Metropolis U as a student...

cravings request.

Okay, I know I commented on this before, @Darkmoon and said very little in response afterwards (sorry about that), but I'm wondering again about the X-files craving. Do you have a plot worked out? I think I'm willing to attempt Mulder if you like. But I don't really have any plot ideas. PM me if you want to set something up =3

VenusSTAR: general interest checks/fandom checks

Injustice plot added!

Marvel Movies and Shows (craving Logan)

@Genkai

...Just pondering who I might be half decent at playing as a canon >_> hmmmmm perhaps PM me! I might be up for some Logan RP!