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jla-forgotten.livejournal.com

As she makes her way to her booth above the arena, Roulette is thinking about when to call it quits. She's the sort that likes to get out before she's forced out - or worse before she loses it all. The longer this operation she's got going here continues, the more likely it is that someone who she doesn't want to notice will notice.

And when that happens, there will be a big fight and people trying to take all of the money she's made. While most of her money has been smartly stored in places that will keep it safe, you always have some with you.

Entering the room, she looks down at the bare ground, being prepared for the entrance of tonight's fighter and smiles.

One more spin of the wheel.

bana-grace.livejournal.com

"Not sure where you are...okay, that's wrong. I think I know exactly where you are. But, that's not monitor duty. And if you're shamming it for, for whatever. I'm going to deal with that when I return. There's better be a good explanation."

Looking down at the phone, Grace frowns, and then listens to it again. There's a lot of background noise on the voicemail message, cheering and yelling.

Boots propped up on the console, she dials his number, waiting for the inevitable explanation of Oh, I was drunk, ya can't take a joke or whatever lameass excuse Blake comes up with this time.

totalknockout.livejournal.com

The former Female Fury known as Knockout comes to Chaney's every once in awhile when she has a job in Metropolis.

Sometimes, it's just to have a drink. Other times, it's to dance. Some nights, Knockout's lucky enough to go home with someone or something. On the best nights, she gets a chance to fight with someone.

Tonight is one of those best nights.

There's a fierce, lusty grin on her face as she pulls her arm back, ready to strike the drunken ass that she's pinned down to the bar in front of her for saying something that the Former Fury has deemed inappropriate.

mari-grayson.livejournal.com

As humans count the days, it has been over 3 years since Nightstar, Starfire, and Nightwing challenged Croutex to a duel in the Dreaming, ending at last in Destruction's intervention, though he had declined to resume control of his realm. Over 3 years since Dr. Fate bid the heroes of his universe to dream, and rebuild the order left tattered and torn by Croutex and its followers. To other races, especially the immortals, it has been only a moment ago.

There comes a time when this year's gathering is not quite so noisy. Nightstar flies above the heads of the attendees, landing before what appears to be a painting draped in starlight velvet. Judging by the size, the newest attendees may wonder if the hidden work is a lifesized portrait, but of who? Those who have attended this multiversal summit meeting before nod to themselves and each other in anticipation.

"Excuse me," Nightstar says politely, waiting until the attendees have focused their attention on her. "I know some of you are new this time, so I need to explain things. My Lord Shaper is willing to let you all have glimpses in the dreams of those who dwell in the multiverse. I'm afraid you still won't be allowed to make any requests, and the glimpses may not last very long. I can't promise that you'll see anything useful, but just in case ... please pay attention?"

With that, she pulls the veil aside, revealing that the frame is, at first glance, empty.

And then the frame fills with images....

jla-extras.livejournal.com

...his scanners detect an anomaly headed for Moscow.

Headed extremely fast towards Moscow.

A second later and he knows who is headed for Moscow.

This is Red Tornado, altering course. I have detected the Ray making a beeline for Moscow.

Pause.

Multiple energy signatures enroute following him in formation.

A second later, as his ground-based sensors kick in on his approach -

And more signatures teleporting in in the ground. Estimating twenty or more.

He touches the part of his comm that almost never gets used - the one that requires a built-in safety be deactivated first.

Red Tornado. This is an emergency all points bulletin. All available heroes required urgently in Moscow. This is not a drill.

jla-extras.livejournal.com

Alcatraz was cracked open and the prisoners spilled free eagerly, but not everyone was spirited off the Rock. Some prisoners had only themselves to blame for that: they were too distracted by the chance to take revenge against the guards or the prison itself to grasp the larger freedom that awaited them across the Bay. As for the rest of the population....

A select few were taken directly to the mainland.

Many others were supplied with inflatable rafts equipped with small lightweight engines.

Some were given inflatable rafts and a set of oars.

Others, either through desperation or cunning, headed for the prison's own docks, where official motorboats awaited those able to overpower the guards.

The warden barricaded himself in his office and continued to sound the mayday, hoping that some help--any help--would arrive soon, before the Rock crumbled into the waters.

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JLA Watchtower (Archive)

Entries tagged with knockout

Lucrative but more and more dangerous

Drunk Dialing again?

A Total Knockout Walked Into A Bar One Night... [flashback to six months ago]

Ἀποκάλυψις - The Lifting of the Veil

Flying over central Eurasia

All villains are equal, but some are more equal than others

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