“Let me get this straight... You want to cut this intergalactic bounty hunter loose just because his regenerative properties are obscene?”

“Yes.”

“And you plan on sending him after your sister unit despite the fact that he's already hopping-er, hunting your girlfriend?”

“I think we can convince him to help. With money, maybe... Put a pin in it.”

“And you plan on springing him from Batman, of all people...”

“Well, yeah. Robin and the gimp chick will put in a good word for us.”

“... Have you even considered what to do about the other men hunting us? The ones we just fought?”

You didn't expect to be grilled so much for this plan. Not only is your father giving you a hard time, but everyone else in the room is giving you uncertain looks, especially Blackfire.

“I don't think Batman's willing to let another blood thirsty killer go just so it MIGHT go after another one.” Robin admits, folding his arms.

“And if he does it'll probably be me, babe. I want to support you on this, but...” Blackfire trails off, looking away from you as she brushes her hair aside.

“But it's missing some crucial details.” Black Bat chimes in, stepping towards you while the others perk up at her comment.

“Your father said that if she were to die, she could take control of you. Lobo on our side may help, but it'll be pointless if she gets killed. We need to find a way of incapacitating her. Perhaps Batman will know a way...”

“Wait, you seriously want to go with his plan?!” Cyborg blurts out, his human eye wide with astonishment while he jabs a rude thumb at you.

“Yes, and you're going with Robin and me to get Lobo.” Black Bat retorts.

“SAY WHAT?!” Cyborg exclaims, his jaw dropping at her orders.

“She's right. Reno and I aren't susceptible to her technopathic abilities while conscious. You are.” Your father adds, looking towards Cyborg.

“So, wait, are we splitting up? Like, some of us go down to fight the crazy killer robot while the others have a chat with the crazy killer alien?!” Beast Boy adds, sounding just as disturbed as Cyborg.

“Yup. Makes sense.” You agree, showing Black Bat a smile. You're hoping somewhere underneath that featureless mask she's giving you one back.

“Wherever Reno goes, I'm going with him.” Blackfire states, grabbing your arm with a firm hand.

“Not unless you both plan on going into HIVE. We'll need to destroy your communicators to avoid her tracking us down, which means someone familiar with the lair's layout will have to guide the rest to the Zeta Ray.” Black Bat explains, turning to look at Raven and Starfire.

“You two should go down as well. The less tech, the better.”

“Great, thanks for hand picking me to fight the murderous robot.” Raven sarcastically utters in a monotone grumble.

[TO BE CONTINUED IN NEXT POST]

>>2077482
“The rest Should come to Gotham with me and Robin, but it's up to you which part of the plan you want to follow.” Black Bat tells you, pressing quick fingers into her wrist-mounted device.

Blackfire shows you a somewhat concerned look, holding your arm tighter either out of fear or protection.

A: “I'll head with the HIVE team. Time to teach this psycho-bitch a lesson.” [Your Father, Blackfire, Raven, Starfire.]

B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

>>2077494
>B

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]
we speak his language
the language of MONEY

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Ooh yeah babe

>>2077494
Tough decision. I want Reno to stick with Blackfire, but I don't know if the main man can be as easily swayed without Reno being there to sweeten the deal a bit. I dunno. Voting B.

>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]
Oh baby here we go

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

I just hold Blackfire can hold back THE FEVER, THE RAGE, THE POWERLESSNESS long enough so we can stop crazy sister.

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

The League will foot the bill on this, right? It's for the good of the people! Truth, Justice, the Not-Getting-Murdered Way and all that crap.

>>2077494
>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

>>2077482

Yeeeesssss

>B: “It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?” [Black Bat, Cyborg, Robin, Beast Boy.]

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>>2077482
>B

You turn and face Blackfire, putting your caring hands on her shoulders.

“It might be best if I'm there to help with Lobo. I think he likes me...?”

Blackfire's expression turns sour for a moment, but she eventually gives in with a frown.

“Fine...”

She pulls you into a warm hug, squeezing you tightly against her chest.

“Don't die out there, alright? I'll get super pissed if you do.”

“Back at you, babe” You say with a confident smile as you separate from the hug.

Turning away from Blackfire, you watch as Black Bat kneels down and picks up the discarded pulse emitter, tossing it to your father.

“It might come in handy.” She tells him, your father catching the device and giving her a nod.

She stands once again, speaking as she walks past you.

“We'll leave when you're ready.”


Nodding, you look at the others scattered around the shop preparing.

If there's anyone you need to speak to before heading out, now's the time.

A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

B: Your father seems to be checking himself over before heading to HIVE. Maybe now would be a good time to ask him for some answers.

C: Raven and Beast Boy a few feet away from the rest of their team. I guess you could introduce yourself.

D: Black Bat and Robin are going over strategies with Cyborg close by. He keeps looking away from the Bat's apprentices to shoot you a mean look every few minutes. Maybe you should clear the air with him.

E: You still have Cheshire's phone on you. You should call and tell her what's going on, seeing how her side of things might interfere.

F: Your belt needs some adjustments. Find a private place to yell at your crotch and organize yourself.

G: [Write in]
[One vote permitted]

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.
we can talk with the rest afterwards but i think she deserves an explanation

>>2077690
>F
serious options or funny option, hmmm

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

>>2077690
>A

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>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

Calm down the Coffee Milf.

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

Much as I wanna check with Cyborg, Lain takes priority.

>>2077690
>A: Lain is standing timidly by the counter away from everyone else. She's starting to look sick, either from a head exploding on her or with worry. Maybe you should try and help her calm down.

>>2077690
>E
Serious option!

>>2077690
>A

You can't help but feel bad when you see her like this. She's too sweet for her own good.

You step past the others and make your way to the fidgeting woman, watching her perk up as she sees you approach.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAWggMTA9ZU

She tries to show you a warm smile, but her eyes show that she's full of worry.

“Hey, kiddo. Ready to save the world?” She asks, the forced present in her voice.

“Lain, I'm sorry about all this. I promise that once this is all over, we'll help fix your shop back up.” You tell her, in hopes of putting her mind at ease.

Her upbeat resolve starts to cave, sighing while her smile weakens.

“It's not the shop, it's the circumstances. You know I love superheroes, but villains, especially the young ones... They make me feel so miserable, no matter how bad they are.”

Finally a sad look is played on her face, her sorrowful eyes looking down at a coffee mug at on the counter, with splinters and various other debris scattered around it.

“Kids like you... You're just misguided. Maybe with the right homes or friends you could've turned out differently and used what you have to help others that were just like you. But hearing about all those dead ones...”

She sniffles.

“It really breaks my heart, Reno. Especially considering you could be one of 'em.”

“Hey, nothing's gonna happen to me. I know it looks bad, but we're assembling an A-team here.” You try to reassure her, but the saddened look she gives you seems to dismiss your efforts.

“You're not going to keep doing this, are you? Being a supervillain, I mean. Maybe you didn't know, but Blackfire is Starfire's evil sister...”

You want to roll your eyes, but again, Lain is too sweet.

“I think maybe you both could try being good. You two have had some rough starts, but you're not out of the race yet, you know? Give being a hero a shot... Please?” She kindly asks, showing a small smile.

A: “I can try. I don't know if I can convince her though.”

B: “Sorry, but last time I played the hero I died. This is just for tonight.”

C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”

D: [Write In]

[One vote permitted]

>>2077880
>C

>>2077880
>C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”
>D: I'll try to keep my nose clean at least, but only cause I don't need you going all puppy dog eyed at me.

>>2077903
this

>>2077880
>A: “I can try. I don't know if I can convince her though.”
Isn't this kinda what we are doing right now?

>>2077903
Double this.

>>2077880
C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”

>>2077880
>D
no way fag, once my sister is dead I'm picking up where she left off

>>2077880
>A: “I can try. I don't know if I can convince her though.”

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>>2077903
>>C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”
>>D: I'll try to keep my nose clean at least, but only cause I don't need you going all puppy dog eyed at me.

>>2077880


>C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”

Walk the path of the Ubermench anons. Walk it and never look back

>>2077880
>>C: “Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”
>>D: I'll try to keep my nose clean at least, but only cause I don't need you going all puppy dog eyed at me.
>>2077903
i dont know who you are but i want you to know that you make good write in's

>>2077880
>C
>D

You just shrug.

“Hero, villain... They're both overrated. I think I'm just going to be Battery... Whatever that is.”

Lain just looks away sadly, making offer an addendum to your words.

“'ll try to keep my nose clean at least, but only cause I don't need you going all puppy dog eyed at me.” You tell her, flashing a grin at her.

She looks back at you for a moment, then reaches out and ruffles your white hair with a giggle.

“I guess you can at least be a good kid... Stay safe, okay?”

You nod, fixing your hair as Lain gives you a motherly look.

“I mean it. Don't let you or anyone else get hurt out there.”

“Yeah, yeah... Seeya around.” You say, waving her off and making your way to Black Bat.

She seems finished speaking with Robin, looking towards you as the others make their way through the door.

“Ready?” She asks.


[A]

[B]

[C]

[D]


[Choose one]

>>2078029
>E
fuck you

>>2078029
Mach Buddy, I can't read missing text or intent.

Oh well.

>I'm so ready, you might as well call me freddy.

>>2078029
>[A][B][C][D]

>>2078029
>D

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>>2078033
>>2078042
>>2078044
Guys pick one of the boxed letters pretty please.

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>>2078029
random and meaningles choice is a go

>>2078049
Surely you had to anticipate this reaction.

>>2078029
>[D]

>>2078029
Ask Robin to decipher the invisible text for the options

>>2078029
[A]

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>>2078052
I did this before though...

>>2078049
FINE.

>>2078029
>[B]
As in BOO YAH.

>>2078029
>[NO]

>>2078029
>[D]

>>2078029
>[D]

>>2078029
I choose C since it seems to be the popular r choice option for multiple questions in tests.

>>2078049
>[%]
I reject your reality and substitute my own

>[C]

Paper beats rock.

>>2078029
[Choose one]

>>2078029

[Choose one]

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>>2078029

>>2078029
>[C]

>>2078029
[Choose one]

>>2077476
So whats the cap for this thread gonna be, 200 posts or bust?

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>>2078029
>C

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXKrsJZWqK0

There were several things going through your head tonight.

Calculus notes, your father's rant about journalistic integrity, the way the guy two desks over from you looked when he smiled...

But the one above all was Bruce's sudden call. You were enjoying some time away from the cowl, now that the old man had Cass to occupy himself with, but when he asked for your assistance it sounded urgent.

As the cool Gotham air flows through your red locks, you aim your grappling line towards the corner of a high tower adjacent to you, anchoring the hook in the structures frame and zipping yourself upwards.


Your cape whips behind you furiously as detach from the building, the momentum from your zipline causing your lithe body to soar upward before landing smoothly onto the flat roofing.

As you rise from your landing, you look past the scattered AC units and vents to see Bruce looming over the edge of the building across from you, his pitch black cape flowing enough to reveal the rest of his gray-clad figure.

It only takes two steps of you trying to approach him before his gravely voice addresses you.

“You're late.” He greets.

“Hello to you to. Where's Cass?” You ask, your eyes narrowing into an annoyed glance as you continue to approach him.

“That's why I brought you here.” He dryly remarks.

As you reach his left side, you can see his eyes fixated on some kind of tablet, but you're not able to tell what it is he's looking at.

“Is she in danger? You didn't explain what was going on when you called.”

“We're all in danger.” He answers, looking up from his screen to focus his white slits on you.

“Do you remember when you were attacked on the school field trip?” He bluntly asks.

A: “Remember? I still have nightmares about it.”

B: “Of course, and I remember that poor kid...”

C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

D: “Kind of. What does that have to do with anything?”

[One vote permitted]

>>2078217
>C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

>>2078217
>B: “Of course, and I remember that poor kid...”

>>2078217
>C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

>>2078217
>B: “Of course, and I remember that poor kid...”

>>2078217
>C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

>>2078217
>B: “Of course, and I remember that poor kid...”

>>2078217
>D: “Kind of. What does that have to do with anything?”

>>2078217
>C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

>>2078217
>C

>>2078217
>D

>>2078217

D: “Kind of. What does that have to do with anything?”

>>2078217
>B: “Of course, and I remember that poor kid...”

>>2078217
>C: “I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.”

>>2078217
>C

You really hope Batman didn't bring you out here just to remind you of something so awful.

Turning your head away from him, you try to stop yourself from reminiscing the gut wrenching laughter and blood from years ago, and the part you had in it.

“I've been trying to forget the fact that my fear got someone else killed.” You mournfully answer, thinking about the quiet boy who got his throat cut trying to protect you.

“It didn't. He's alive.”

Your eyes become wide at those words, causing you to face Bruce with a look of shock.

“Robin was the first to discover him causing a disturbance in Jump City, but I was able to bring him in and identify him.” He continues to speak, getting closer to you.

“I... I don't understand. He's been dead for years... I was at his funeral... How is this possible, and what do you mean he was causing trouble in Jump City?!” You urgently inquire, trying to wrap your head around what Bruce had been up to while you were away.

“I don't have an answer for how, only who. Based on what he knows and what he's capable of, it's safe to say he's the product of another Luthor and Cadmus venture. I think it's also safe to say Issei Kuwabara was involved in his son's resurrection as well.” He answers.

“Cadmus? Wait, I thought you and the league put those guys out of business? What did they do to him?!” You continue to question.

“So did I. It's not surprising that they'd continue to work in the shadows, but to go as far as to make Anti-Superman weapons with Luthor again... They must've uncovered something...” Batman ponders, holding his chin.

A: “You don't actually think they found anything to justify going after Superman, right?”

B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

C: “Is that why you wanted me? Is he here?”

D: “Did you want me to investigate? I can try and look for any links leading back Cadmus and his death.”

E: “What was he doing in Jump City?”

F: [Write in]

[One vote permitted]

>>2078466
>D: “Did you want me to investigate? I can try and look for any links leading back Cadmus and his death.”

>>2078466
>E

>>2078466
>B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

>>2078466
>A

>>2078466
>D: “Did you want me to investigate? I can try and look for any links leading back Cadmus and his death.”

>>2078466
>C: “Is that why you wanted me? Is he here?”

>>2078466
>B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

>>2078466
>B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

>>2078466
B.

>>2078466
>B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

>>2078466
B: “What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

>>2078466
>B

>>2078466
>B

“What exactly is he like now? Is he alright?”

Batman glances away for a moment, but you can't read his face or what he's thinking. You always hated that about him.

“He's fine, but he's not quite the same as you remember. He's been involved with criminals, and he seems to have developed a complex for fighting. It's obvious to see that there's some tampering with his mind and memories, but that isn't to say he doesn't have his own free will.”

You give a short exhale.

“At least he's alright... What exactly is he involved with?” You ask.

“HIVE. He was doing some kind of deal in Gotham with four other members of the organization.” Batman answers, bringing his attention back to the screen.

“HIVE? Isn't that in Dick's jurisdiction? Who's HIVE meeting all the way out here?” You question, raising an eyebrow under your mask.

“That's why I called you out here. Take a look.” Batman says as he tilts the screen towards you.

On the display is the four other HIVE members Batman mentioned, each varying in size as they lurk among shipping containers.

One of them, a mammoth of a man, is lugging around a case big enough to fit someone around the same size of him over his head. Meanwhile, a incredibly small child is crawling around shipping containers with a spider-like apparatus on his back, observing the area while he places odd devices on various containers.

A few feet away from them is a pink haired goth-girl arguing with someone else in a skull mask, his dark cape draped over his shoulders almost like yours.

“A surveillance camera of mine picked them up 20 minutes ago. Whoever they're supposed to be meeting here is late.” Batman notes.

“What is the big guy carrying?” You ask.

“That's what we're going to find out. Let's go.” He answers as he brandishes his grappling hook, shrinking the tablet device into a business card-sized screen and storing it in his belt.

A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

B: ”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

>>2078633
>B

>>2078633
B. I'm sure they're going to the shipping yards either way, but I guess she can make it known she wants to.

>>2078633
>B

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”
Gotta a job to do, then we'll have an awkward conversation with the kid that got his throat slit for us.

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

>>2078633
FUCK YES, I CAUGHT THIS LIVE
B.

>>2078633
>B: ”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

>>2078633
>B: ”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

>>2078633
>B: ”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

>>2078633
>B: ”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

>>2078633
A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”
As much as I want do B, I rather focus on this other part of the story than ignore it since Reno is covering the other part when we switch again.

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

>>2078633
>A: ”Shipping yards, right? Let's go.”

You guys do realize the only thing Batman can do is maybe show a picture or some footage right now, right?
Let's focus on the job here

>>2078707
>>2078686
>>2078680
>>2078673
>>2078669
>>2078652
>>2078651
>>2078647
Sorry, still sick and stuff!

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>>2078633
>B

You firmly clasp a hand on Bruce's shoulder, stopping him from leaping.

”Wait, I want to see Reno.”

“We don't have time for that.” He says, pulling away from you.

“Bruce, please! I need to see him after everything, I need to apologize for-”

“For nothing!” He sharply cuts you off, turning to glare at you from behind his cowl.

You stare daggers right back at him, turning your head away and clenching your teeth tightly to prevent yourself from saying anything you'll regret.

“You can't keep blaming yourself for that, Barbara. I know how you feel.”

You turn to face him again, his father-like words making some of that frustration leave your head.

Batman keeps his stoneface gaze on you, but his words are full of understanding.

“I'll make sure you see him again, but right now we need to focus on stopping something that could put this city in danger. That always comes first, understand?”

“Yeah... Let's go.” You reply, reluctantly joining him in flying from the roof tops and grappling your way towards the edge of the city.


“Ugh, this place reeks.”

“Quiet.”

After finally reaching the shipping yards, you and Batman are both prone on top of a warehouse roof.

From your rust covered observation deck, you can see a clearing among the crates and cranes looming over the docks where the HIVE students are stood waiting.

The place must be deserted if they're standing in the open like that, even with barely any lighting they're sitting ducks.

You and Bruce watch them through optical lenses, trying to read their lips from where you're stationed.

A: “I can try to get closer. We'll need to get the jump on them anyway.”

B: “Maybe we could just introduce ourselves now while they're still waiting. Things might get complicated once their friends show up.”

C: “One of us should distract them and lead them away while the other sees what they're carrying. What do you think?”
D: “You got a plan for this?”

E:[Write in]

[One vote permitted]

>>2078920
D

>>2078920
>D: “You got a plan for this?”

>>2078920
D.

>>2078920
I love your quest btw Mach, excellently well written

>>2078920
>D: “You got a plan for this?”

>>2078920
>C: “One of us should distract them and lead them away while the other sees what they're carrying. What do you think?”

>>2078920
>D: “You got a plan for this?”

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>>2078939
Thank you! I feel like I could be better, though.

Especially this thread, but that's because I've sick all week and I'm not 100%.

>>2078961
You'll never feel like you are performing your best but everyone that's here and reading knows that you're trying your best and we wouldn't be here to begin with if we didn't like your work

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>>2079036
Th-Thank you.

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>>2079042
No problem man, just keep on keeping on

>>2078920
>D

A grumpy expression starts to form on your face. Batman can't seriously plan on sitting here all night, can he?

“You got a plan for this?” You ask, hoping your impatience isn't too obvious.

“We wait until we figure out what they're dealing, then we plan around that.” Batman answers, his focus never leaving the group.

“But maybe if we just-”

“Wait. Someone's coming.” Batman cuts you off, but his words bring your focus right back to the waiting delinquents.

From their expressions, the person they're seeing must be important. They're all showing a stupefied look on their faces... Well, except for the one in the mask.

Who are they seeing? Joker? Twoface? Bane?

As two figures emerge in your frame, you get your answer from Batman.

“Brother Blood... And Reno?” He questions to himself.

Your eyes go wide, focusing on the two standing opposite of the students.

All you can make out are their backs, but the white hair, his build...

It's too dark to tell for sure, but it definitely looks like Reno.

The one next to him must be Brother Blood. He's dressed in some kind of red martial-arts outfit, with his hands properly folded behind his back.

“Why would he allow Black Mask to hire his students for a deal with himself? And why is Reno here?” Batman asks, his face starting to become tense.

None of this makes sense to you either, especially considering that you can't tell what they're speaking about from this distance.

“Wait, where's Cass? She should be with him!” Batman states, leaning up as if he's resisting the urge to leap down there.

You're finding it hard to resist yourself!

A: Jump down there and confront Reno!

B: Jump down, but get close enough to only listen in.

C: Stay where you are! If Batman stays, you stay!
D: [Write in]

[One vote permitted]

>>2079109
C.

>>2079109
>A: Jump down there and confront Reno!

>>2079109
>A
RECKLESS

>>2079109
>C: Stay where you are! If Batman stays, you stay!

>>2079109
>C: Stay where you are! If Batman stays, you stay!
Barb is the sensible one.

>>2079109
>C

>>2079109
>B: Jump down, but get close enough to only listen in.

>>2079109
>C: Stay where you are! If Batman stays, you stay!

>>2079109
>C: Stay where you are! If Batman stays, you stay!
That can't be Reno. That and we're on Brother Blood's shitlist.

Must be a clone he made.

>>2079184
The shitty taiwanese bootleg Reno... What would be a lesser city known for gambling? My brain wants to call him Atlantic City.

>>2079203
Probably

>>2079184
Didn't our sister kill Brother Blood and most other people at HIVE

>>2079231
No, Blood escaped. That much we know. I think Control Freak is still alive.

I can honestly believe that everyone else is dead.

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>>2079109
>C

You clench one of your yellow-gloved fists. You'd love to go down there and figure out what the hell is going on, but you can't risk putting Bruce in a situation where he has to bail you out.

That, and you don't want him to yell at you.

You both keep watching, the only indication of what they could be talking about being the faces they make in response to Brother Blood.

Apparently, he said something devastating, the evidence being the looks of pure horror and shock across the visible faces. The one in the pink hair even looks like she might cry.

“Darn it... What is going on down there?!” You ask, getting more irritated by the situation with every second.

Suddenly, the large one finally sets down the large case, fiddling with a locking mechanism on it's side as he begins to open it.

A spray of steam escapes as the container as it slowly begins to open, revealing whatever lurks inside.

“It's... A person?” You question as you see the contents.

Within the case stands a towering, musclebound man with glowing red eyes. He's only dressed in a pair of striped green tight pants and wristbands, with a pair of pointed ears resting bellow a red scalp.

“Amazo.” Batman quietly says, standing atop the roof.

You join him, looking at whatever Amazo is.

“Batgirl, we need to neutralize him first. To do that, one of use needs to keep them occupied while the other plants this on Amazo.” Batman instructs, pulling a Electro Magnetic Pulse emitter from his utility belt.

“If that thing wakes up, we might not be able to stop it on our own.” He warns.

A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

B: “Okay, I'll make sure he sleeps!”

C: [Write in a different plan]

[One vote permitted]

>>2079256
>B

>>2079256
>B

>>2079256
>A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

>>2079256
A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

>>2079256
>A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

>>2079256
B.

>>2079256
>A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

>>2079256
>A: “Got it, I'll keep 'em busy!”

>>2079274
>>2079277
>>2079281
>>2079302
Roll D100

>>2079316

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2079316

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>2079316

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2079316

>>2079331
Aw yeah! Keepin the Babs alive!

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>2079316

>>2079337
Damn close

>>2079331
Nice roll man

>>2079331
babs da best

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>>2079256
>A

Finally some action.

“Got it, I'll keep em busy!”

You spring off the metal roof and bound down several shipping containers below, slinking between shadows with tremendous agility!

As you near the others, you scale a towering pile of containers just behind Blood and Reno, leaping up the stacked obstacles until you reach the peak!

As you're about to make your grand entrance off the pile, you can hear Blood going through a monologue, his arms raised as he reaches the climax in another villainous speech. Yawn.

“The HIVE Five... You can join me in immortality, and lead the next stage in evolu_OOUPPHH!!”

You grace fully somersault off the containers and descend right on top of the blabbering crone's bald spot!

Your yellow boot stomps hard against his skull, a harsh smack being heard against his scalp just before you leap off him!

As you soar from the old man's head, you swiftly pull a bola from your utility belt and toss it at the pink haired girl!

She's caught totally off guard, having no time to register your sudden appearance as the steel twine and balls wind up tightly around her lithe, gray frame!

“WH-HEY! LEMME—WHOAH WOAAH!” She yelps, falling over like a buffoon as her face hits the concrete floor of the docks!

You land in front of the rest, smirking as they all take a step back...

Except for the one in the skull mask, he simply flips his cape back to expose his arms, revealing a red “X” across his chest as he claps.

“Wow,” He begins to remark, arrogance oozing off his masked speech.

“Impressive. Bruce certainly knows how to pick them.”

Your eyes go wide with surprise at his words.

“How did you... Just who the heck are y—”

“STINGER PUNCH!”

[TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]

>>2079418
You just barely managed to duck out of the way as an electrified fist shoots over your head, the small streaks of electricity coming off it causing your hair to become frizzy!

As you duck the punch, you nearly catch another blow to your face!

“STINGER KNEE!”

You force your weight backwards, narrowly escape an electrified kneecap crushing your face!

As you avoid the attack, you fall backwards and throw your hands over your head to spring yourself off the ground!

Your back flip helps make some space between you and the unknown attacker, allowing you to identify him as you regain your balance.

You give a confused look at the person before you.

“... Reno? Is that really you?”

Before you is a boy dressed in a black one-piece suit of body armor, the only contrasting color being a golden “H” on his chest. Underneath his white hair is a face that resembles the boy that died for you, but it's... Entirely metal. The face doesn't even have a nose, just eyes and a moth that remind you of lights that you'd see on a car.

“I AM---”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xr-182Rg9r8

He stands up on one leg, the other raising his knee close to his chest while he raises his arms to make a “Y” out of his body.

“---BATTERY BOT: STINGER!”

“... What?” Is all you can manage to utter in response.


[TO BE CONTINUED]

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That's all for this week! Thank you to all the anons for bearing with the late start and thread. I'm so sorry I wasn't feeling well this week, but hopefully I'll feel much better after some tasty Thanksgiving food for next week!
Thank you everyone for participating!

As always, I'll be around for questions and bullying!

>>2079422
God dammit, Blood, you couldn't even make him original!

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>>2079429
Even if you were sick, it was still nice. But holy shit Blood is retarded.

>Yfw Brother Blood created a sexbot of Reno.
>I propose we call him Ero.

>>2079443
I'm glad you liked it anon!

>>2079449
Thanks for the thread Mach! Things are getting crazier and crazier every thread

>>2079429
>Not even 200 posts before its over already.
>>2079443
But this I guess

>>2079986
Sorry about the shortness, anon! I promise next thread will be much better!

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