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The New World of DC

The New World of DC

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Choose a character (whether your own or another) and embark among other characters as trial and time pass in the DC Universe.

706 readers have visited The New World of DC since DeviousWolf created it.

Copyright: The creator of this roleplay has attributed some or all of its content to the following sources:

www.dccomics.com

Introduction

The world as known is a dark, dangerous place. Cities like Gotham or Metropolis, overrun by the likes of villainous people in hopes of watching the world burn. Watch as battles immerse, alliances form and the likes of good and evil go round for round in hopes of prosperity or anarchy... the choice is among the people. Heroes are born and learn along the way, gaining experience and trust in those around them; as well as the villainous foes who seek destruction and the six feet of dirt over those who challenge them. Create what you are, fight for your morals, and begin a journey.








Available 'Popularized' Heroes: (will be updated)
~Superman
*Batman (TAKEN-DeviousWolf)
*The Flash (TAKEN-Ivisbo)
~Wonder Woman
~Green Lantern
~Martian Manhunter
~Hawkgirl
~Aquaman
~Green Arrow
(If your favorite DC character isn't listed above, check to make sure it isn't in use and if no go ahead and use them!)

CHARACTER CREATION
Name: (Real Name)
Heroic/Villain Name:
Physical Description: (Can be worded or pictures are great!)
Abilities/Equipment:
Age:
Background (Origin until present day):
Please Add pictures or be plentiful.
(NOTE: You can also be people who are non-heroes or villains such as Alfred Pennyworth, Lois Lane, etc.)

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FIRST NIGHT
Leaping to the nearby rooftop, my boots catch the granite siding as I propel over the wall and continue running. The rain will block my footsteps, but my stealth must keep in tact. A scream continues to echo across the alleyway ahead, obviously a woman in danger. Stopping to look below, a man stands with his weapon pointed for her head. A woman, Caucasian and most likely in her mid-twenties and a thug who seems to be Hispanic, but for now remains unidentifiable. Here it goes. Slipping a batarang between my index and middle finger, I throw it as a distraction. My batarang meets his knee as I leap for the alleyway, feet forward and my cape extended. The thug turns to face me but is too late, for my boots indent his chest with a sickening crunch. The thug collapses as the woman runs towards the street as expected. I lift the thug by his collar, readying my questions in a deepened tone.

"I- I ain't tellin' you n-nothing." The coat is recognizable, hefty as it is filled with ammunition and patched with a recognizable symbol."That's funny, figuring your rib cage has already been indented. And closer and your chest would collapse, making you dead before your friends even know you're gone. So which do you want next, your forearm or femur?" The thug gives a smirk and shows his teeth with a false grin. "You can't do anything, wearing that get up...freak." He laughs, but I drop him to the pavement with a sudden thud. Before he could even react yet again, I take his forearm and slam it over my knee, furiously smashing it in a 45 degree angle.

"God damn you!" He bawls, clambering away he holds his now broken arm with the other. Lifting him again, I bring the thug in close for fear to strike him. "You're pathetic. Tell me where your boss is located, and I might let you live." He cries, trying to turn away in fear but only wiggles in his coat. "JESUS! Okay, okay- he's located at West and Thirty-Fourth street near the crates." I give a thank you and slam him into the brick wall, watching him become dead-weight as his body slumps over.

"Alfred," I speak into the cowls' mic. "Give me a location on West and Thirty-Fourth near the Tri-Corner yards." It takes a moment, but he responds with a tired slur of instruction. "Yes, you need to take a left and across the bridge you should find it. I must ask, how is your investigation going Master Bruce?"

I sigh, pulling the Bat-grapple from my belt and shooting for the rooftops. "As planned, thankfully. I only have a few hours remaining, so this investigation might lead into tomorrow night." The rain begins to pour heavier, causing my sight to grow weaker on the streets by a small notion. "Be safe, Master Bruce" Alfred says while I glide towards the bridge.

It takes minutes to reach the location but finally I do. Dimly lit by spotlights are a bunch of thugs with my target standing in between it all. Carmine Falcone. Highly unusual for Falcone to be with his own dirty work, much less a group of thugs he owns like dogs. Dropping to a nearby crate, I observe the area. Close to five armed men, loading some sort of packaged supply onto a boat. Judging by the way these men handle the guns, they aren't professional. A smoke bomb can allow me to take them out with ease, but it must be quick.

I throw the smoke bomb, sliding beneath the group of thugs aimlessly firing rounds in fear. Falcone ducks, but my elbow meets his jaw. He collapses as I throw in a combo of punches and kicks, easily taking out most men. One find me in the smoke, raising his gun and preparing to fire. A knee to his chest buys time to tear the weapon from his hands, taking apart the firearm with ease. Turning to face Carmine, I realize he is running for shelter in the yards' scrap metal.

A bola wraps his ankles as he tumbles over, hitting the ground with a fierce grunt and slur of words. Turning him over, he spits in my direction and laughs. "Do you know who you're messing with? CARMINE FALCONE, that's who. You can't steal from me. Hell, I'm untouchable." Pulling him against the side of a shipping crate, I lean in as he cuts off the laughter. My fist meets his face, blood splattering as his nose crunches. Falcone throws in a weak punch, but his hand is crushed beneath mine. "Wh-what are you?" Looking down on him, I grin at his once humor nor horror feeling towards me. "I'm Batman." And with that, I headbutt him and call for Alfred to direct the Batmobile at my location.

(LOL SORRY FOR ALL THE TYPING GUYS. I just got seriously caught up into it. ;-;)

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Barry sat atop a building in Gotham, having decided to visit his old pal Batsy but realizing he was probably out on the job tonight. His long legs dangling over the side as he looked threw his mask to the world below, trying to figure out what to do instead of pester the big guy. The sucky thing about having an ultra bright red and yellow suit is that when it comes to fighting crime in the night, he tends to leave a bright red streak that thugs can see easily. With a sigh, Barry lowered his hand chin to his hand and glared below, worry lines showing through on the tight red material covering his head.

Suddenly he heard yelling from the alley way a few blocks over, then something that sounded like a cry of pain. The Flash was on his feet in an instant, a grin on his face. Well, that was an easy find more the night. He streamed down the fire escape latter and appeared at the entrance of the alley, although he remained hidden around the corner. Barry peered towards the occupants, not at all surprised to see the hulky and ominous figure of Batman. Barry sighed, his excitement for the night gone, and prepared to walk out to meet the Bats when the big guy took off down the other end and was gone. Barry stared for a minute, always surprised at Bats speed despite his size and....well lack of powers. The Flash could go after him, but the big guy seemed to be busy and Barry hated getting in Batmans way. He was always so tense and quick to anger...not a guy you wanted to mess with in the dead of the night. He would wait till morning for that.

Barry sped down the street, leaving a streak of red in his wake as he searched for something to entertain himself for the night. It seemed fairly quiet around the city, despite the warm night air. Usually nights like these brought untold trouble, but not tonight. It almost made Barry even more uneasy that he could only find one mugging (which he dispatched easily) after speeding through the whole 'bad' area of the city. Maybe Bats took care of them all already, which in that case Barry was off for the night.

The Flash once more found himself atop of roof top, this time with a case full of Gatorades and a few power bars in hand. If the badies weren't coming out tonight, he was free to relax and enjoy this wonderful night. He finished a few Gatorades in a millisecond, this continued to sip on one as he dangled his legs and watched the silent streets below.

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THE NEXT MORNING
"It seems sir you have in fact made an impact on Gotham." Alfred says aloud, stepping slowly down the staircase. "I'd noticed. Alfred, contact Fox for me this morning. Tell him I'm stopping by, when I was out last night I noticed in the future some sort of radio or sound locator might come into use." I give this response quickly, stepping from the couch and receiving a glass filled with a green protein mixture.

"Master Wayne, you're not seriously allowing yourself to go back out there tonight are you? After all, you do have the day life of philanthropist Bruce Wayne." Alfred chuckles, setting down the remainder of my meal on the side table. "Look at this," he directs with his hand, pointing to the television. "This is a sign. One night out and you leave a 'ruthless' mob dealer suspended from the Gotham P.D flag for the public to see."

"But this is a good sign, Alfred." I reply. "No, Master Bruce; they are not labeling this 'masked man' a hero. He, you are labeled a vigilante." Alfred begins back towards the staircase as I make way for the garage. Before pulling away from the door, I look back. "Have faith in me Alfred." With that I close the door and leave for Gotham.

"Mr. Wayne is back again I see. What would be your request today?" Lucius and I shake hands as usual. "Lucius, I need something for radio transmitting as well as a sound-detector type tool. Would you have anything of the sort in R&D?" Fox laughs, making way for the hidden elevator to 'his' department. "Yes, we would. Are you talking about something that can receive any radio transmission in Gotham or something that can listen in on conversations from afar?" This time I give a chuckle as the elevator door opens. "Something of both."

"Well, that'll need to be modified. I can see to it that it will be delivered..." "Today." I cut in. "I'll need it tonight."

"I don't know what you plan on using these things for, Mr.Wayne. I'm guessing by the looks of it Falcone wasn't suspended by the police and left there until morning." Lucius turns to face me with a now serious expression. "If you are the 'masked vigilante' said to have been prowling the streets last night, your secret is not going to leave this department." He smiles, tucking his hands in his pockets and making way for the elevator. Seconds later, I follow.

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THE FLASH
Another night of rain. Grand. The police will be on the hunt for a caped figure tonight, so the rooftops are possibly my only hope of prosperity against them. Tuning in my radio receptor modified by Fox into the cowl, a report given by reporter Vicki Vale tunes in. "Words on a 'red flash' speeding across both rooftops and streets of Gotham has been spotted, but any clues of what it may be remains a mystery. This is Vicki Vale from Gotham News, Channel Four. Goodnight Gotham." The tuner goes to static but I quickly turn it off.

I've heard of this 'red flash' before. A man most definitely, and judging by the reports clothed in red. Depicting the speed, probably some spandex-type material. That'll have to be investigated later. The night is still young, and that boat from yesterday needs more investigation.

It takes mere minutes, but when I arrive sliding against the pavement all that stands in the port is the thump of heavy rain and a blowing wind. Walking towards the boat I step aboard and see dozens of boxes, all stamped with the same logo as seen on the thug's jacket from yesterday. Falcone may be undercover usually, but what was his point in rushing this material to another location?

Tearing the wood from the box, hay covers a hefty metallic pile of weaponry. Guns obviously. Judging by the type, manufactured cheaply by Falcone's men. All automatic, and 9 millimeter. What would be the purpose? The sound of police sirens near, so out of preparation I tune to the police radio and listen in. "Yes sir, Gordon says the vigilante called 'Batman' according to Falcone was over in the Tri-Corner Yards." This is my sign to leave.

I grab one of the rifles and I leap away from the boat. Dropping a smoke bomb and taking cover in a mass of rusted crates and vehicles, I watch as multiple police cars speed in with officers pouring out. These officers have no idea what they're getting in to. "Smoke!" An officer shouts, directing his flashlight beam towards the thick grey cloud. "Come out now and drop your weapons! Any sudden movements and we'll shoot!"

The cloud can provide a distraction, meanwhile I'll make my way for the Batmobile and no officers will be harmed. "You have FIVE seconds! If you don't come out we will fire! FIVE!" I began making my way around the metal as cover. "FOUR!" Nearing the lot's gate, I notice more policeman. "THREE! TWO! ONE!" The officers begin to fire, their sound buying time for me to take out the officers guarding the exit.

Throwing a bola at the ankles of one officer, I bound over him and drive my boot into the other behind him. Rolling from an officer's shots, I duck behind a patrol car. "I fou-" the officer begins, but before he can continue I drive my fist into his face.

Flashlights direct that more officers heard him and are on location. The receiver is still on as a voice says blatantly "Possible sighting of the Batman vigilante, we need a helicopter over." Before I can be spotted, I press against the side of my cowl. "Alfred, call for the Batmobile, now."

The Batmobile speeds in, wheels grinding to a stop. Stepping in, I give the location of my cave. A helicopter flies closer and closer above, which means I need to go dark. The Batmobile turns straight-forward and races across the bridge, heading directly on the main highway. The streets are mainly empty as usual with the exception of an occasional vehicle. However, the helicopter catches sight of me and lowers in the catch a better glimpse. Police cruisers blare with their sirens behind me, awkwardly racing to try and hit this tank of a vehicle off course.

"Batmobile, drop the spikes behind me." A burst in the back and the pop of tires sound behind as The Batmobile swerves onto another street. Few cruisers remain but have a struggle to keep up with me.

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He had spent the night atop the building and awoke to the sun streaming over his face. He grunted, sitting up from his uncomfortable spot on the roofs ledge. Well, he hadn't fallen off, guess that was saying something. The Flash looked towards the rising run and smirked, standing up and stretching. After cracked a few joints, he sped off the top of the building and appeared again on the street.

People jumped at his sudden appearance and he waved happily at them, looking around for a place to stop for breakfast. A couple citizens tried to come up to him, but he was already gone. The bakery he stopped at welcomed him with excitement, even giving him his meal for free. He thanked the owner and left with a grin at his bag full of free bagels. He had been hoping for some free food, cause he didn't really have anywhere to put his wallet in his skin tight suit.

He killed the rest of the day atop the buildings, following police sirens when they went by to see the problem. There was one fire that he was able to evacuate the people inside the building for, and a couple shoot outs in the lower districts. Barry was able to entertain himself the whole day with the cities criminal activities, which were a lot more frequent then Central City. It was no wonder the Bats was such an uptight guy.

When dusk fell, Barry readied himself for another night of following the police around town. He devoured a massive meal at a little deli before they closed, then went and hung out by the police station. After a few hours a group of Gotham Cops came out of the building, hurrying to their cars. Barry overheard them discussing a 'vigilante' and he had no doubt in his mind who that was. He grinned and stood to follow the cops.

They arrived at the docks just as a massive and strange black car flew by in the opposite direction. Barry watched it go by for a milisecond, his mind registering it was Batmans car just as it passed him. He turned and ignored the screech of the cop cars as they tried to follow the black Batmobile. The Flash sped off after it, dodging the spikes he sent flying all over the road by leaping over them and the car. A couple of the police cars could be heard crashing behind, but Barry could hear a few still following.

He grinned, deciding he would help the Bat out a little. Barry veered off to the right, going in a tight circle around the cops before leaping and landing on the hood of one of the cruisers. The police inside screamed and spun his wheel to the left, hitting another on one of the cop cars are sending them both into the side of a building. Barry leapt from the hood just in time and landed on the third and final one, his feet leaving a dent in the roof from the impact. He smashed his fist though the cruisers roof, and grabbed the cops head, slamming it against the left window. With the dispatched easily, Barry left the scene as in a blur of red and caught up with the Batmobile just as he as turning a corner.

The Flash leveled himself with the drivers side window and slowed to match Batmans speed, then rapped on the window. He grinned and offered a pleasant wave, then mimed rolling the window down so they could talk.

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Slamming into a nearby alleyway, I exit the Batmobile and turn to the spandex-suited man; obviously near the same age as myself. "Bartholomew Allen. I've intercepted reports of you from Central. The Flash. I don't need help with the police, or on that note anything...Flash." And with that, I climb into the Batmobile and continue to glare at him. "Your city needs you to continue what you've done. And I need to continue my investigation. If you're what the people say you are; meet an ally of mine. Bruce Wayne. Go to his Manor in the morning." The exit door slid shut, my vehicle continuing it's route for The Bat-Cave once more.

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INVESTIGATION
"Expect a guest, Alfred..." I say, removing the cowl from my face. Alfred steps into the cave, looking at me as I hang up my cape and cowl. "You made an appearance yet again, Master Bruce. With that figure too, the-" "Flash." I say, reclining back in my seat as I begin to type.

"The Flash?" Alfred ponders, setting down my nightly meal. "Yes Alfred, and he'll be our guest tomorrow morning. Real name is Bartholomew Allen. He came from Central, I'm guessing a few nights ago. My first night on investigation of the Falcone case was when I saw him." I continue searching for anything under the database of his name. "No criminal records, spotted across several cities. Seems to be trustworthy."

"Enough to know that Bruce Wayne is the Batman?" Alfred asks, looking as I sit back from the monitor. "No, not yet. Judging by what he does, we both share common morals. Despite the fact that he'd willingly taken out two police cruisers to simply talk to me." I look at Alfred after speaking, his thoughts obviously reflecting from his expression. "Master Wayne, how exactly did you tell him to come here without revealing an identity?" Alfred asks. "I called 'Bruce Wayne' an ally." I respond as Alfred chuckles. "And he believes this?" Alfred continues. "Yes. Now, I'd gotten a good look at the supplies, all of them being automatic rifles. The question is, why crates filled with only one object?" Walking to the Batmobile, I receive the rifle and disassemble it. "Nine millimeter, basic build. Falcone was supplying these to his men." Looking to Alfred, he stares at the weapon then poses a question. "How would you know that, Master Wayne?"

"Simple Alfred, a good portion of the men I fought the other night carried this exact rifle. Others carried common handguns or things of that nature." Tuning the monitor to the newscast from earlier, I examine reports on the 'mysterious tank' wandering the nightly streets of Gotham. Watching with curiosity, the spotlight then loses me as shadows consume the Batmobile. "It seems Fox was right about blending in with that vehicle." The shot then stops, going back to Vicki Vale as she continues the story. "The question is if this man is truly a friend or foe. According to local police Commissioner Gordon, he states 'I have no opinion.' This is Vicki Va-" before she finished I turn the monitor off. "You see, Master Bruce? They don't know what you are. How can the people of Gotham ever trust you if all that remains after you disappear are a couple unconscious bodies and taken evidence?"

I look at him tiredly, standing up from the chair and making way for the elevator back up. "Alfred, these people they're finding aren't cops. I'm doing what they can't, and eventually it'll come to them like a revelation." With that statement, we both ride up in silence.

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The Flash was known for being the fastest man alive, but when the Batmobile turned into an alley way, the Bats jumped out and barked orders at him, he had been tongue tied and slow. By the time he had caught up to say something, Batman was already zooming off down the highway.

Barry sighed, digging through his brain as to how this guy had figured out his secret identity. He wasn't angry, mostly because he knew he could simply follow the big guy to figure out his, he was just curious. Maybe this friend, Bruce Wayne, could help him solve more of the mystery that was Batman.

The Flash sped off down the road, once again searching for a rooftop to crash on. If he was going to be staying here much longer, he had to find some street clothes and a hotel. But that could wait for tomorrow, for now he would rest and figure out what he was going to do about Batman and the Bruce Wayne guy.

The next morning Barry awoke to the sunrise. Just like the pervious day, he went in search of a friendly face that could offer him food and then searched out the whereabouts of Wayne Manor. Apparently, the guy practically owned Gotham and had a massive estate not to far from town. The Flash found a map easily and in no time stood at the gates of the massive home. It was a pleasant day, but the clouds still billowed behind the mansion and gave it an ominous feel to it. Barry gulped, then sprung over the gates and sped up to the doorway. He stood there for a moment, staring at the marvelous wood work on the double doors, before he rapped on the door loudly.

The Flash took a step back, crossing his arms over his chest. He was a super hero, and this guy was just some rich tycoon. As immature as Barry could be, he knew when he had to take something seriously. Batman had sent him here, so he would treat this guy with respect. Which wouldn't be hard, considering the size of his home.

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I am woken up to the sound of Alfred rapping on my door. "Master Bruce, your er, guest has arrived. I would suggest slipping something on other than that robe of yours."

Standing from the mattress, I slip on a suit and walk for the front door. Waiting outside arms crossed, Allen watches the double doors with caution. Slipping between the doors to greet him, I hold my hand out with a smile, going into a better mood. "You must be Mr. Allen, pleasure. My name's Wayne, Bruce Wayne... please come inside. Care for a drink?"

Directing him to the left-hand side of the Manor, I walk swiftly and lounge into a seat. "Would you like to see my private study, Mr. Allen?"

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Barry instantly frowned at the man, even more confused as to how he knew his name. Had Batman told him? Wasn't that breaching some sort of superhero code, revealing his identity to a civilian? Barry accepted Bruce's hand with hesitation, nodding in greeting.

"I'm good right now, thanks." He answered back to the man when he asked if he needed a refreshment. He followed bruce through the manor, looking around in obvious amazement, "Nice house you got here Bruce. Gotta say, wouldn't mind a mansion like this myself"

The Flash remained standing as bruce took a seat, still looking around the room. When he was asked if he wanted to see the private study, Barry glanced back at Mr. Wayne with a raised brow, "Sure? I'd rather get to the point though. Not to be rude or anything, but why did Batman send me here. I can see you have money, but I don't really get what you have to do with me or the Bats"

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THE CAVE
"But that is, in fact, the point Mr. Allen. If you'd follow me." Standing from the seat, I turn to the bookcase and press my hand against the wall beside it. The wall pushes inward, reading my hand as the bookcase slides to the left; revealing an elevator. Motioning for The Flash as he steps in, the bookcase shuts and we both descend down in silence.

Watching as we near the ground, I step forward and reveal the Bat-Cave. "You look surprised Mr. Allen. I don't know why I've given you reasoning as to know that Bruce Wayne is in fact the Batman, but seeing that we share common morals I did. And I'd noticed you the other night on my first investigation of Falcone. If you're in need of a place to reside, be my guest as to take the guest room. First on the left as you take the stairs. There should be some spare clothes in there as well..."

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The Flash stared, opened mouth at the massive cave before him. The ominous feel to it and the dark shadows just further amplified the image that was Batman. Slowly, a grin spread across his face as he turned the Bruce Wanye- Batman. He studied him as he talked, finally connected the strong jaw to that of the Bat cowl. Made a lot of sense, Batman had no powers but lots of awesome gadgets. He would need the money and the resources that Bruce Wayne had to make such an image come true. Of course Batman was a rich playboy tycoon, what else would fit the picture?

"Wow. Makes a lot of sense...just, you know, give me a moment" Barry paused and looked around the room once more, then turned back to Bruce with a grin, "Sure, I'll take you up on that room and clothes. I gotta send the suit for dry cleaning anyway, its been a few days" Barry let out a laugh and gestured towards the room, "This is pretty awesome and I gotta say surprising. Got anything shiny and new I can try out?"

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AMPLIFICATION
"Actually, if you'd like I will take your suit for amplification." I replied. "A few things added to the suit would mean no harm, and editing it for better usage is always good. I'll keep the same design of course, but possibly doing something in your favor to it would be good." Crossing my arms and leaning against the damp, dark stone of the cave, I await his response.

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"Uhm.." The Flash looked down at his rather simplistic red and yellow suit, really the only thing special about it was the material. He had made sure to design something that would allow him to move at high speeds and not wear or tear and also follow the pattern of his molecules if he chose to 'Phase' through an object. He patted the suit down, knowing that he probably should hand it over. With all Batmans fancy gadgets, there was no telling what he could add to it.
"Sure, if thats not a problem. I could use a re-vamp, have anything specific in mind?"

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"Yes, I do." I replied. It took minutes, but Bartholomew returned with the fabric. "I see..." I said, holding the material closer to have better investigation. "This will take a few hours, so I might imply on burning time either down here or up in the Manor. Ask Alfred for anything, and he'll provide it."

It takes hours, but after editing the suit I return the once basic fabric-material back to him. "Ammonium chloride and ammonium phosphate. A chemical formula added to the suit to prevent catching fire at too high of speeds, as well as a new mesh I personally made. The mesh is built to withstand basic weaponry. Of course, you may be too fast for that but a gift from Wayne Enterprises is built in case of emergency. The padding is a tad bit thicker, but it's no problem to not be as risky. The same material and all was kept for your 'phasing' adaptability as well as follow molecules of your body." Looking at him for a response, I add one last final thing. "As well as it is fireproof, it can withstand multiple elements. Ice slides from it, static electricity is no longer a problem for you; and the boots were built to have titanium soles to prevent wearing it away."

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While Bats was off working, The Flash decided to take a peak around the cave. He wandered between the massive columns, waterfalls and machinery, staring up at it all in amazement. He felt naked without the suit, the loose jeans, white t-shirt, and flannel foreign to him. He was sued to tight spandex, not cotton.
He finally made it to the center ring, where the Bat suit was kept in a museum like case. He stared at it, reaching forward to touch the cowl just as the banging of the elevator made itself known. The Flash jumped and reappeared by the entrance just as Bruce stepped out with the new suit.
It was amazing, the new material felt like silk under his finger tips. Barry held it up to examine it, running his fingers down the lightning bolt symbol in the center. A massive grin spread over his face and he looked towards Bruce, "Your a pretty fantastic guy you know that? Maybe we should get you a gig on Say Yes To The Dress" He laughed loudly at his joke, the noise echoing through the chambers, "I want to go try this out on the city, you know of any badies I can take down while I'm at it?"

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"I'm glad you enjoy it. And after the incident with Gotham P.D, I would leave the choice to you." Leaving quickly to slip on the suit yet again, I turn to the now dressed Flash. The suit seemed to work as I planned, but the presence of him in my cave felt highly unusual. For me to have trusted someone so easily...

With my materials equipped, the Bat-Mobile is ready for usage as I continue to stare at Allen. "Earlier today I'd intercepted a police report that a search for the remainder of Falcone's supplies after a good portion of it was found at the Tri-Corner Yards the other night. This was where you and I had been sighted after taking out those cruisers. I need further investigation on the location where these weapons are made." Gesturing to the disassembled rifle on the table, I toss Allen a receptor. "Hook that to your mask, so you can communicate with me if you'd like. Where you go however is up to you." Finishing my statement, I slide into the vehicle and exit the Cave for Gotham yet again.

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The final night of my investigation was going as planned. Kneeling on the battered rooftop of a seemingly abandoned warehouse, I saw dozens of boxes readily supplied to provide rifles for no fundamental purpose. Falcone may have money, but to buy something so ludicrous was something only in his mind. Few men stand guard and have pointless talk of their boss and women, but all will soon be stopped when I intervene.

My boots slide from the rooftop to one another as I dangle upside down as that of a bat. While the other two guards lazily go at their alcohol and point flashlights at the rusted-out lot, my first target shows like black against white. Propelling down, my arms grasp the cape as I take hold of the thug and shoot up in mere seconds. His screams are muffled as my arms cut off his breathing until he no longer moves; leading to his body being left suspended. With all the money Falcone seems to brag with, his men still strategize just as poorly as they do fight. My boots take the impact of the solid ground as I crash to the asphalt below. Turning to face me, the drunken men draw their weapons in fear with a strange notion. Wobbling his hand with no slight aim, the first one is sent toppling into rubble and rust by my heel. Throwing a punch in at the other, he too stumbles on his side. The first criminal is unconscious, but the second one is left for 'questioning.'

Using my Bat-Claw on both the victim and the rooftop, I grasp hold and blast to the rooftop as he begins hollering in terror. "GOD! What are you?" The delinquent cries as he swings in midair. Dangling from the Bat-Claw, he looks down and screams louder. "LET ME GO!" Starting to struggle, I stare and watch him try to slip from an inescapable trap. "If you say so..." I respond as he flies for the surface to his death. Catching him by the ankle for a second time, he zips back into position and continues to sob. "Where is Falcone getting the supplies from?" Giving a punch to his ribs, he whailes as the snap of his bones shudders throughout the atmosphere. "G-o-okay, okay. He gets it from some place!" Kneeling down, I pull him by his hair and gaze at his terrified expression. "What place." The criminal attempts to wiggle away, his crying becoming a quick annoyance. "I don't know! It was an um, a warehouse! LIKE THIS ONE! Falcone's own, he-he keeps it in his own property so the pigs won't take it!" Intelligent for someone of his persona. Continuing to grasp his hair, I slam him face-first into the solid metal siding of the warehouse then release him from the Bat-Claw at a safe distance. A hole in the roof allows me to glide through and into the warehouse, leading on to ignite the supplies and leave.

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Clark looked through the window out onto the city below the golden globe reflected a great deal of radiant beams making Kent feel stronger. He stood near the edge of the window until he was called back to his desk by a knock on the wooden door of his small boxy office. "Come in." Clark said and then took a sip of fresh brewed coffe black as ever, in came Clark's lovely partner, with her hourglass figure and long black hair. "What's up Lois?" She barged in and slammed down the latest issue of the daily planet and the headlines read as follows: "undue ticked flying object seen flying the sky's over Metropilis, man stops woman from being ran over by stopping car in it's tracks." Lois was practically the only human who knew that his real name was Kal-El and that he is from another planet named Krypton. "Clark you can't blow your cover like this! I mean first a bat monster that shoots metal claws, a red streak going to it seems every city but Metropilis, and now you have become some bullet proof superhuman!" Clark had to soothe her, he knew that what she said was true and that all that she did she did out of love. "Listen Lois I was born with this power and honestly I believe it is my destiny to help those who can't help themselves." She gave a understanding nod, "So you'll be some sort of super hero?" Clark got up from his seat and removed from a closet a uniform of spandex and special fibers. "I paid three hundred for the suit, the tailor kept telling me that it wasn't Halloween." The uniform wasn't that shabby but the both knew that he needed something better if he was going to use even a fraction of his full power. "Maybe I could find this red streak guy and ask him who tailors for him." They both chuckled, but a grim expression came onto Lois' face "Be careful and don't die."

He heard a scream for help and the alarm of the Metropilis went off. "We'll I'm off!" And in swooped the man of steel to the rescue. The scene had turned into a hostage situation and woman and children were present. Kal-El used his x-ray Vision and observed the scene from across the street, he saw a back entrance to the bank. When he arrived he confirmed that the door was locked but it could not stop super man for a second. Hearing the large thud of the door falling down one of the robber scams around back. "Who are you Flash Gordon?" Referring to his suit in a mocking demeanor. Superman gave him a short jab too the ribs, the branching sound was awful along with the mans screams attracting his friends. Super man used his heat vision to melt the metal around the vault into liquid form and freezing it with his freeze breath once the peeps were encased ind the steel death trap.

It was getting late and he had already earned the name superman and prevented a number of smaller crimes. And then he saw the legendary "red streak" though still in his suit he grabbed his camera, and then chased after the target on foot. "Hey come back here I want to talk!"

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Could you make Metropilis a location? Thanks for all your hard work Deves!

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Would love to reserve The Flash as Barry Allen?

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