With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

Mquz · Nov 28, 2019

My god, they kind of went all out with the robots. Can you tell they're not human from a glance? I bet the boss probably has a genuine consciousness or something. As for Mirror Master, he's really not all that useful unless you have specific terrain set up. Specific terrain that most of the league is kind of very well set up to destroy under normal circumstances. Also, fairly sure the Flash has beaten something of this scale alone before, when his villains work together.

DAT_NOOB · Nov 28, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
I step forward and take hold of her right hand.

"Georgia, I'm always willing to listen to any feedback you have. If you-" She's blushing. "-really think-."
.

Georgia joins the harem?

thebishop8 · Nov 28, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
Mr McCullock smirks and her frustration.

*at her frustration.

Mr Zoat said:
The door clanks open and I smile as I see the outcome of their work.

I nod, and smile. This should be… Interesting.

He smiles twice in two sentences.

Ace Dreamer · Nov 28, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
Fandan who give it to me just gave me just gave me the instruction

repeated 'just gave me'?

Mr Zoat said:
containing the freestanding mirror and out into on of the Sivanaplex's corridors

should be 'one' not 'on'?

I do like the mookbots - it'd be fun having one in a court of law claiming they were a true independent intelligence...

Chojin Patriarch · Nov 28, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
I look around at the reflective vistas all around us as my escort marches towards our destination.

"This is bloody amazing! How does it work?"

Mr McCullock glances back as we approach the rectangle which marks our exit point.

Ah, the Mirror World. One of the DC Universe's weirder aspects. Not even writers can keep how it owrks straight.

"I dinnae ken. Fandan who give it to me just gave me just gave me the instruction. I havnae clue what makes it work." I think he's frowning. His mask makes it hard to tell, and since we've come to terms I don't want to scan him. "Thought you knew all that stuff."

"I know that you don't have any outstanding warrants. I don't know exactly how Mister Scudder's equipment found its way into your keeping."

Hmm, how did it come into his hands? To Google! ...Well, that was interesting. I'll not mention who, but it's crazy.
Correction: 'just gave me' - doubled up there.

"I'll no be naming names." He walks up to the rectangle and gestures for me to pass through first. "But not everyone's keen on superheroes, ya ken?"

"Don't count on being let off a second time. I'm going to be siccing Batman on whoever it was after this is over."

He shrugs. "We parted ways a ways back anyways."

Yes, fatally. Joy of hiring a paid assassin and then not paying him enough.

I nod, then step through the mirror. I try-. Ugh. No, it's no good. Whenever I do this I try to analyse exactly what's happening and the results make me feel unwell. The mirror surface sort of seems to stick to my skin, as if the mirrored universe is reluctant to allow me to switch back around. Looking back at the mirror from this side I can see the part of my body still on the other side clearly not connected to the part on this side, except… It is. I can feel it. There's no problem with my circulation, despite the fact that my blood should be moving in the other direction…

I'm sure there's an explanation but I've got no idea what it is.

Ha! Not even Maltusian super-tech can identify its mechanics?

"Get a move on."

I pull the rest of myself out of the mirror, gently nudge aside Georgia's drone scanner which is hovering in my face in order to scan my emergence, and turn to watch Mr McCullock emerge. Something he does with a good deal less fuss than me, before turning back to the mirror and firing his mirror gun at it. A ripple passes over the surface, and it turns from a portal back into a regular mirror.

Ah, lovely special effects. Only in the DC Universe...

"What?"

Georgia frowns as she pokes her remote control.

"That.. doesn't make…"

I'm sure even your father would be a little vexed by it. Especially if he couldn't give it his full attention.

"Aye." Mr McCullock smirks and her frustration. "I didnae think-."

"Yes, yes. I'm sure that I'll crack it later." She puts the remote control down on the bench and looks him over. "Do you have a lot of experience with this sort of work?"

"A wee bit more than you, I reckon."

Judging by appearances, is he? He should know better.

"I wouldn't be so-." / "I wouldn't be so sure of that."

Georgia looks at me.

Great minds think alike?

"This is the man playing the role of chief henchman?"

"Yes."

"I could have built someone better."

I Don't doubt it. But, Mirror Master is a known quantity.

"I'd be right peeved aff at that, but yer man's paying me not tae be."

"This isn't about creating an unwinnable scenario. It's about testing the League's ability to respond to a crisis. Mister-."

"Watch it. I'm on the clock, pal."

Heh, professional pride versus bloody-mindedness. How amusing.

I don't roll my eyes. "Mirror Master is competent, ruthless, cunning, strategically manoeuvrable and for hire. He's exactly the sort of point man a villainous strategist might employ as a leading field operative. Minions couldn't be sure where he was at any one time, and hence would feel obliged to keep working rather than slacking off. And for this event, the fact that he needs certain types of environmental artefact to work encourages the League to pay attention to their environment."

"If you insist. This-."

Environmental artefacts that the League will know to deal with, as Mquz noted.

I step forward and take hold of her right hand.

"Georgia, I'm always willing to listen to any feedback you have. If you-" She's blushing. "-really think-."

"Nono." She snatches her hand back. "I'm sure he's perfectly adequate. Follow me."

Ah, Teenage girl hormones. No rhyme or reason to their madness.

She leads the way out of the small and secure-looking room containing the freestanding mirror and out into on of the Sivanaplex's corridors. No feats of artistic expression here, I note. Just utilitarian corridors, armoured, warded, and with all sorts of deadly security devices built into the walls.

So, typical supervillian lair.
Correction: 'into one of'

Thinking about it, this whole situation reminds me a little of what Mr Queen did during the One Year Later event in the comics. Concerned that he just wasn't good enough at the job, he took Mia and Conner to an island for an series of training sessions with some of the best instructors in the world. As they mastered their lessons they got better and better, but he himself was of the belief that it wouldn't be enough. So he invited an evil ninja to the island to train him. It was totally brutal and ended with the supervillain getting annoyed and calling in a small army to force Mr Queen to wise up.

Hopefully I'll be able to get away with something a little less extreme.

I would hope so. Some of the League aren't quite that committed to their heroic duties...

Georgia stops in front of one armoured vault door.

"Now, we have your mookbots in here."

She waves her hand at the access panel. It beeps, then the door clunks open. Inside, positioned on racking in poses which puts me briefly in mind of the soldier droids from the Star Wars prequels, are what look like people at first glance. People in various forms of street clothing stuck on racking. Hostagebots, mookbots, bystanderbots and metabots, all of which are set to record the damage they take. All of which can be destroyed during the combat portions of this event, though obviously they shouldn't.

And no doubt at least one will become fully sapient by the end of the event. Narrative Causality demands it.

The point is that for the purpose of this exercise the League has to treat them as living, breathing humans-.

"How lifelike are they when they're active?"

This is very important, given the laws he's pushed through.

Rather than answer me directly, Georgia walks over to the edge of the platform looking down on the mookracks. "Mookbot fourteen, activate and identify."

A mookbot near the front reaches back to unhook itself from the racking and falls-. Falls into a crouch, changing its general attitude on the way down from 'automata' to 'humanlike'. It then straightens up and strolls down the gangway between the racks towards us.

"Yo, boss-lady. Wassap?"

Did she program them with classic Gangster mannerisms?

The mookbot lazily waves with its right arm. Good quality synthetic flesh-.

"That's synthetic flesh, right?"

"Yes, of course it is. It's far easier to work with than cloned organic tissue, and I want to be able to reuse these if they survive the tests."

Also less messy if any get damaged. Win-win.

"How does the AI do on Turing tests?"

"As well as most humans, but don't worry; they're using predictive systems rather than building schematic systems themselves."

"W-."

"Yes, Junior has already made the joke about most humans doing that as well. But these don't have a-."

So not quite human-level functionality, I take it. Like an advanced VI.

"Don't choo talk 'bout me like I'm not here, bitch."

Georgia rolls her eyes. "Mookbot fourteen, return to racking and deactivate."

Ah, she went with Gangsta-wannabe. Much more annoying.

It loses it's human-seeming pose immediately, and heads back to its station.

"Looking good, then. And the portable GM units?"

"All ready to go."

Interesting. I'm sure we'll find out what they are soon enough.

"And the end boss?"

"Junior's working on it now."

She leads us back out of the mook storage area, down the corridor and to another locked door. She tries raising her hand to open it, but nothing happens.

How embarrassing. Typical sibling feuding.

"Ju-nior!"

"Hang-. Hang on a-. There!"

The door clanks open and I smile as I see the outcome of their work.

I nod, and smile. This should be… Interesting.

And the next chapter cuts away. I suppose we'll have to wait to see the big surprise.

Loving the interplay of heist members. If we don't see at least some of the exercise, I will be so disappointed...

Sockmonkey · Nov 28, 2019

I still ship Georgia with Dox.

rkyeun · Nov 28, 2019

Don't forget the poor mirror beasts who are native to the mirror world. They charge you and try to tear you apart. And if you attack back and hit one it shatters and reforms as two more of them.
Of course, their time is reversed, and so from their perspective they're trying to resurrect you by putting your body back together, and your gratitude upon being resurrected is to murder them as they flee.

Mr Zoat · Nov 28, 2019

thebishop8 said:
*at her frustration.
He smiles twice in two sentences.

Ace Dreamer said:
repeated 'just gave me'?
should be 'one' not 'on'?

Thank you, corrected.

Gilhelmi · Nov 28, 2019

Shotiegun11 said:
Yes. They would want to buy them even if they were made by supervillains. That may actually increase their value in some eyes.

No, not to deploy or use them for any specific task. The US military couldn't trust the robots to function according to their commands if they knew they were made by supervillains.

They would be bought to be studied. For the US military to be able to create their own Robot Army or to better counteract robotic threats.

Of course, the younger Sivanas will probably say no for this very reason so it doesn't matter.

Then of course there is always the Nazi Rocket Scientists who "somehow" magically became American Rocket Scientists. I mean Sivana Sr. would probably never be hired, but his children might....... Then again, a couple of those Nazi Scientists were probably more evil than him.........

Z3r0Sama · Nov 28, 2019

Gilhelmi said:
Then of course there is always the Nazi Rocket Scientists who "somehow" magically became American Rocket Scientists. I mean Sivana Sr. would probably never be hired, but his children might....... Then again, a couple of those Nazi Scientists were probably more evil than him.........

Legality and morality sacrificed on the altar of security? I'm shocked!

Tzeentch · Nov 28, 2019

Isn't Sam Scudder still around? I think I remember him sending "mirror-balls" on a cake to Mr. Snart as a prank.

Impartial Panic · Nov 28, 2019

Tzeentch said:
Isn't Sam Scudder still around? I think I remember him sending "mirror-balls" on a cake to Mr. Snart as a prank.

you know speaking of the Rogues I'm kinda surprised Paul hasn't had a word with Weather wizard.

"Viable weather control tech could rake in billions, why bother robbing banks?"

Because I like robbing banks.

TheMidnightRook · Nov 28, 2019

DAT_NOOB said:
Georgia joins the harem?

Georgia's been trying to get into the harem since her first appearance. Paul just hasn't been interested.

DAT_NOOB · Nov 28, 2019

TheMidnightRook said:
Georgia's been trying to get into the harem since her first appearance. Paul just hasn't been interested.

I thought she wanted to turn him into a squirrel?

Mr Zoat · Nov 28, 2019

Impartial Panic said:
you know speaking of the Rogues I'm kinda surprised Paul hasn't had a word with Weather wizard.

"Viable weather control tech could rake in billions, why bother robbing banks?"

Because I like robbing banks.

Weather Wizard II doesn't actually know how the wand works. He murdered his brother -the heroic Weather Wizard I who actually developed the thing- for it.

dogbertcarroll · Nov 28, 2019

Georgia is still my favorite.

Prince Charon · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
Weather Wizard II doesn't actually know how the wand works. He murdered his brother -the heroic Weather Wizard I who actually developed the thing- for it.

That's interesting. Is that canon for YJ? As far as I can tell, the comics version of Clyde Mardon was a scientist who was never a superhero (unless it was in an issue that I haven't been able to find any information on).

Someguy Somewhere · Nov 29, 2019

The Superman Animated series had the brother based story. It's the one where they have supes and flash race around the world, only they don't know that their trackers also power the weather machine based off their movement.

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Zig · Nov 29, 2019

DAT_NOOB said:
I thought she wanted to turn him into a squirrel?

These are not mutually exclusive

Old Knife · Nov 29, 2019

Sockmonkey said:
I still ship Georgia with Dox.

Because he might be the only guy who Sivana might actually be impressed by?

Sockmonkey · Nov 29, 2019

Old Knife said:
Because he might be the only guy who Sivana might actually be impressed by?

Mostly because he's someone who can keep up with her intellectually and doesn't care if she's not as pretty as her sister.

Mr Zoat · Nov 29, 2019

2nd March
08:56 GMT -5

"…saying that if you want a patsie, I'm really easy to bribe."

He winks with a disturbingly distended right eye.

"Mister O'Brian, I'm divorced f-."

"I'm not that desperate for a leg up!" He taps an elongated right forefinger against his forehead. "Or am I?"

He shifts shape, expanding and contracting until he resembles a ridiculously buxom woman… But still with his original face.

"If you made the effort to change colour-." He raises his eyebrows. "It would still be a 'no', but I'd be a little more impressed."

"If you're not looking for a rebound, why'd you mention the divorce?" He thrusts his disturbingly rubbery breasts in my direction. "Huh?"

"I'm divorced from managing the scenario. I have no direct input. I know roughly what's going to happen, but not exactly what's going to happen. And -please- try to take this seriously."

"Yeah yeah, I'm just getting it all out of my system now where Bats can't glare at me. You ready to go?"

"I-."

Wallace appears in a blur of yellow.

"Hey, Oh El."

"Kid Flash. What brings you here?"

"Can I spectate? On the Watchtower, if that's where you're doing this?"

"Um." I look at Mr O'Brian, who wobbles back into his usual shape and shrugs his shoulders. "I don't have a problem with it? Though you understand that doing so removes you from play."

"You were planning for us to join in?"

"If the 'villain' side can identify a Justice League member, they can launch attacks on their family as a distraction or for revenge. That includes you."

"Were you planning on telling me..?"

"I got consent from all of the civilians. Ms Lane was actually quite interested to see what this exercise involves." Grudgingly. "But 'Kid Flash' knows that supervillains could target him, and he's trained to fight them off."

"Yeah, but this is you."

"I've tried to keep my privileged knowledge out of it. The villain side only have access to publically available knowledge unless they can find out more." I glance at the zeta tube. "Look, you might as well come along for the full briefing that I'm going to be giving the League. Batman can just throw you off if he doesn't want you there."

"Okay." He smiles confidently. "Let's do this!"

I nod, Mr O'Brian leading the way through-

2nd March
13:58 GMT

"Recognized, Plastic Man, two three, Kid Flash, B zero three, Orange Lantern, B zero six."

-the zeta tube and into the Watchtower and someone's been paying attention! The exit point is no longer in the meeting room, but in its own fortified chamber with… Yes, martian technology testing the mental state of the entrant.

I look in the direction of the camera, and clap.

"Huh." Wallace looks around. "This is new."

"This is overdue."

Resuming his natural form, Mr O'Brian strolls over to the exit and smiles at the sensor.

"Bats wanted this here when you showed up. Took him a while to get it all designed and installed."

"And my birthday isn't for another seven months."

I feel the slight automatic pressure in my mind as the martian biotechnology tries to make sense of my thought processes. Is it calibrated for me? I'm a little unique, but, okay. I relax my shields.

"Kinda annoying for me, 'cause it can't read my mind at all. But-."

"Identities confirmed."

The heavy blast door slides open, granting us access into the main chamber. Which… Isn't unreasonable. There's only so much internal space here, after all. And the main defence of the League is the members of the League, not any automated systems.

Wallace and I follow Mr O'Brian out. The rest of the League is already here, and Ms Thal gives me a glare as I approach the open end of the table's U.

Mr O'Brian finds his seat as Batman inclines his head very slightly towards me. "Orange Lantern. Please explain today's event to the League."

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for taking part. Today -somewhere on Earth- a series of crimes will be happening. These will snowball until the training event's villain achieves their objective. Your aim is to stop the villain. You may do so in whatever way you think best, but you will probably be gathering evidence from crime scenes and following up the leads you generate from them."

"Funny as.. last time was, none of you are patsies. However, the villain may attempt to subvert any of you during the event. Sometimes this will involve them using information or threats to blackmail you. If that happens and you don't accede to their demands, I'll mention the likely result in the summation at the end of the event. If they successfully mind control you… Then I'm going to ask you to play along because we're not using actual mind control technology."

"Once we start the event, not only will the villain start their attacks, they will also start gathering information on you just as you gather information on them. Again, I'll feed back on the consequences of that at the end, but you may find yourself being informed during the event that a particular person has been killed or a place has been destroyed. If someone actually dies we'll obviously call this.. whole thing off. Any deaths reported in that way are virtual, but please try to avoid interacting with a dead person without the aid of a necromancer."

A couple of quiet chuckles, but they're all very much motivated to beat me. They're focusing.

Good show.

"To keep you informed of events which are happening virtually, you will each be issued with one of these." A series of filaments flick out and deposit a bracer in front of each of them. "These will also feed back to me about where you are and what you're doing."

Guy nods. "So we don't wear them, got it."

"No. As I was explaining to Plastic Man, I'm not going to be an active participant in the event. Ah, unless something goes very badly wrong, then me stepping in will be a sign that it's over. I'll also be on monitor duty just in case something real happens which requires the full attention of the Justice League, in which case I'll either deal with it myself or call the whole thing off. I'm also off the target list, so the villain won't try to retaliate against me."

I focus on Batman.

"You can check it out if you want, but it's part of the mechanism by which this scenario works, so it's not intended to be a variable itself."

He nods, and removes his left glove to put it around his left forearm.

"Ah, Plastic Man, Martian Manhunter, consider yourself free to take yours off while shapeshifting, but.. try and keep it close by if you can. If they get destroyed, I can issue you with a replacement pretty much immediately. Any questions?"

"Yeah." John Stewart frowns as he straps his bracer on. "Who are we up against?"

"You don't know. But I suggest trying to find out at the earliest opportunity." I pull a Bleed fracture pulse transceiver out of subspace and activate it, signalling to the 'boss' that we're about to start.

"Three, two-"

Batman's already out of his chair, calling up crime reports and sightings of me for the last week.

"-one, go."

Radiant Knight · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
"This is overdue.

Missing a second quotation mark.

EDIT: Also that should be a 'bleed fracture pulse transceiver'- if it's a receiver, it wouldn't be able to broadcast, only receive.

EDIT2: I guess it could just be a transmitter.

Chojin Patriarch · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
"…saying that if you want a patsie, I'm really easy to bribe."

He winks with a disturbingly distended right eye.

"Mister O'Brian, I'm divorced f-."

And of course 'Eel' O'Brian is trying to cheat already.

"I'm not that desperate for a leg up!" He taps an elongated right forefinger against his forehead. "Or am I?"

He shifts shape, expanding and contracting until he resembles a ridiculously buxom woman… But still with his original face.

And now I'm picturing Jessica Rabbit with Plastic Man's face and goggles. <urhg>

"If you made the effort to change colour-." He raises his eyebrows. "It would still be a 'no', but I'd be a little more impressed."

"If you're not looking for a rebound, why'd you mention the divorce?" He thrusts his disturbingly rubbery breasts in my direction. "Huh?"

Dude, stop...

"I'm divorced from managing the scenario. I have no direct input. I know roughly what's going to happen, but not exactly what's going to happen. And -please- try to take this seriously."

"Yeah yeah, I'm just getting it all out of my system now where Bats can't glare at me. You ready to go?"

Well, we do know how intimidating the Bat-Glare can be...

"I-."

Wallace appears in a blur of yellow.

"Hey, Oh El."

"Kid Flash. What brings you here?"

Oh, boy, the peanut gallery is here.

I suppose it's so OL can explain things to someone. Every good mastermind needs an Igor.

"Can I spectate? On the Watchtower, if that's where you're doing this?"

"Um." I look at Mr O'Brian, who wobbles back into his usual shape and shrugs his shoulders. "I don't have a problem with it? Though you understand that doing so removes you from play."

Heh, he even factored in the Team's likely involvement. Planning!

"You were planning for us to join in?"

"If the 'villain' side can identify a Justice League member, they can launch attacks on their family as a distraction or for revenge. That includes you."

"Were you planning on telling me..?"

It's part of the job, Kid. You wear the mask, you wear the dangers.

"I got consent from all of the civilians. Ms Lane was actually quite interested to see what this exercise involves." Grudgingly. "But 'Kid Flash' knows that supervillains could target him, and he's trained to fight them off."

"Yeah, but this is you."

Oh, how telling that is.

"I've tried to keep my privileged knowledge out of it. The villain side only have access to publically available knowledge unless they can find out more." I glance at the zeta tube. "Look, you might as well come along for the full briefing that I'm going to be giving the League. Batman can just throw you off if he doesn't want you there."

"Okay." He smiles confidently. "Let's do this!"

I doubt Batman will feel it necessary. Means KF is less likely to blunder in and mess something up...

I nod, Mr O'Brian leading the way through-

2nd March
13:58 GMT

"Recognized, Plastic Man, two three, Kid Flash, B zero three, Orange Lantern, B zero six."

-the zeta tube and into the Watchtower and someone's been paying attention! The exit point is no longer in the meeting room, but in its own fortified chamber with… Yes, martian technology testing the mental state of the entrant.

About damn time, Leaguers!

I look in the direction of the camera, and clap

"Huh." Wallace looks around. "This is new."

Heh, well, the Team generally doesn't visit the Watchtower all that often, does it?
Correction: Missing Full Stop.

"This is overdue.

Resuming his natural form, Mr O'Brian strolls over to the exit and smiles at the sensor.

"Bats wanted this here when you showed up. Took him a while to get it all designed and installed."

I'll bet it did. Especially the Martian stuff.

"And my birthday isn't for another seven months."

I feel the slight automatic pressure in my mind as the martian biotechnology tries to make sense of my thought processes. Is it calibrated for me? I'm a little unique, but, okay. I relax my shields.

Probably easier than setting off the alarms.

"Kinda annoying for me, 'cause it can't read my mind at all. But-."

"Identities confirmed."

The heavy blast door slides open, granting us access into the main chamber. Which… Isn't unreasonable. There's only so much internal space here, after all. And the main defence of the League is the members of the League, not any automated systems.

True. Imagine busting through the door into a full meeting of the League. Like that one JSA/JLA Thanksgiving dinner where two magic-users busted in only to realise 'Oh dear, there's rather a lot of them...'

Wallace and I follow Mr O'Brian out. The rest of the League is already here, and Ms Thal gives me a glare as I approach the open end of the table's U.

Mr O'Brian finds his seat as Batman inclines his head very slightly towards me. "Orange Lantern. Please explain today's event to the League."

And the game begins. Prepare the Popcorn and Malteasers!

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for taking part. Today -somewhere on Earth- a series of crimes will be happening. These will snowball until the training event's villain achieves their objective. Your aim is to stop the villain. You may do in whatever way you think best, but you will probably be gathering evidence from crime scenes and following up the leads you generate from them."

"Funny as.. last time was, none of you are patsies. However, the villain may attempt to subvert any of you during the event. Sometimes this will involve them using information or threats to blackmail you. If that happens and you don't accede to their demands, I'll mention the likely result in the summation at the end of the event. If they successfully mind control you… Then I'm going to ask you to play along because we're not using actual mind control technology."

And I find it hilarious he had to point that out.

"Once we start the event, not only will the villain start their attacks, they will also start gathering information on you just as you gather information on them. Again, I'll feed back on the consequences of that at the end, but you may find yourself being informed during the event that a particular person has been killed or a place has been destroyed. If someone actually dies we'll obviously call this.. whole thing off. Any deaths reported in that way are virtual, but please try to avoid interacting with a dead person without the aid of a necromancer."

A couple of quiet chuckles, but they're all very much motivated to beat me. They're focusing.

Good to see them all business. No fooling around here.

Good show.

"To keep you informed of events which are happening virtually, you will each be issued with one of these." A series of filaments flick out and deposit a bracer in front of each of them. "These will also feed back to me about where you are and what you're doing."

Guy nods. "So we don't wear them, got it."

He'd hardly pull something like that, Guy. This time anyway.

"No. As I was explaining to Plastic Man, I'm not going to be an active participant in the event. Ah, unless something goes very badly wrong, then me stepping in will be a sign that it's over. I'll also be on monitor duty just in case something real happens which requires the full attention of the Justice League, in which case I'll either deal with it myself or call the whole thing off. I'm also off the target list, so the villain won't try to retaliate against me."

Love his confidence about taking over for the League.

I focus on Batman.

"You can check it out if you want, but it's part of the mechanism by which this scenario works, so it's not intended to be a variable itself."

He nods, and removes his left glove to put it around his left forearm.

Trust, but Verify. Classic Batman.

"Ah, Plastic Man, Martian Manhunter, consider yourself free to take yours off while shapeshifting, but.. try and keep it close by if you can. If they get destroyed, I can issue you with a replacement pretty much immediately. Any questions?"

"Yeah." John Stewart frowns as he straps his bracer on. "Who are we up against?"

Now, now, do you skip to the ending of the murder mystery novels?

"You don't know. But I suggest trying to find out at the earliest opportunity." I pull a bleed fracture pulse receiver out of subspace and activate it, signalling to the 'boss' that we're about to start.

"Three, two-"

Batman's already out of his chair, calling up crime report and sightings of me for the last week.

"-one, go."

And of course Batman goes straight for the cheat codes.

Oh, this will be fun. In so many meanings of the word. Hopefully the League doesn't fail the exercise too badly.

AidanMorgan · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
Batman's already out of his chair, calling up crime report and sightings of me for the last week.

Someone is going HAM on this.

I like it.

Mr Zoat · Nov 29, 2019

Radiant Knight said:
Missing a second quotation mark.

EDIT: Also that should be a 'bleed fracture pulse transceiver'- if it's a receiver, it wouldn't be able to broadcast, only receive.

EDIT2: I guess it could just be a transmitter.

Chojin Patriarch said:
Correction: Missing Full Stop.

Thank you, corrected.

Old Knife · Nov 29, 2019

Let the games begin!

WH00hoO!! Free day for the League!

dogbertcarroll · Nov 29, 2019

The thing to remember is that despite Plas' playfulness, Batman has said he is a formidable investigator. People always underestimate him.

SirKaid · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
Batman's already out of his chair, calling up crime reports and sightings of me for the last week.

Because of course he immediately plays to the meta. Frankly I'm surprised that he hasn't been following OL sightings all week.

TheEyes · Nov 29, 2019

Mr Zoat said:
"Three, two-"

Batman's already out of his chair, calling up crime reports and sightings of me for the last week.

"-one, go."

And the scenario hasn't even started yet, but Bruce is already metagaming. Classy.

(Edit): Heh, looks like a few other people had the same thoughts as me.

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