Justice League of America

Neale

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Scene: The JLA headquarters on the moon
Wonder Woman, Batman, Huntress, and the Martian Manhunter sat in their respective chairs around the table, gathered for a meeting of the JLA. The current chairperson, Wonder Woman, called the meeting to order.
"As you are all well aware, Aquaman, Wally West: Flash, Kyle Raynor: Green Lantern, and Plastic Man have all asked to go on reserve status. To fill our ranks back to standard levels, we have accepted applications from various heroes. They should be arriving via the teleport tubes any minute. Superman is standing by in the entry chamber, and will greet them, and bring them here for their interviews."

OOC: Here is the list of players so far... MORE PEOPLE ARE WELCOME!!! I'll get the plot stirring after everyone has had a chance to post here. Say on Monday, probably.
If anyone else wants to join in, please post a character description on the OOC: Justice League thread.

Isolde: Wonder Woman
Angelius: Batman
Neale: Martian Manhunter
LAVA GODDESSS Lava
LAVA GODDESSS Huntress
EvilBollWeevil Superman
Renegade: Guy Gardner,Green Lantern
Phoenix: To be determined
nightray: To be determined (Vampire?)


Villains:
Phoenix Genesis
nightray: To be determined (Vampire?)
LAVA GODDESSS: Ice twin of Lava
 
Huntress....Lava...Ice(Lava's Twin until I can figure out a new name)

Huntress:
http://meltingpot.fortunecity.com/egypt/235/img76.gif

I stared benovolently at the men around the table. My eyes staring blankly and with a black void. I watched patiently as I expected the arrivals, my fingers moved inside of the tight leather gloves. My hair black as a raven and my suit to match, in fact, since I arrived, my new suit was quite comfortable, completely black...matches my mood and determination sometimes...That is when I saw someone come from the chambers...a new arrival.

LAVA: (in the second appearance of my famous (j/k) character)

"I would appreciate you getting out of my way. Thank you." My australian accent thick and sultry. I pushed past everyone in the airport. I knew how things could be warm, HOT even. But that airplane beat all.

I walked quickly to the building I was given instructions to use, I wasn't into the new fangled machines. Nature, and earth....raw instincts. That is what I was composed of.

At 6'0, my amazonian presence was unable to be missed (hehe, all my characters build off of her orignal looks), my burgundy hair seemed to flow like waves down my back and to my waist, my skin darkened deeply, kissed by the sun, my eyes, almond in shape almost Hawaiin(sp?) in influence, they too were burgundy, freckles were sprinkled across my nose.

My body adorned in a one piece tan suit, very short in length, as if the shorts and the thin sleeved top were attatched, my boots of the same caramel color, up to my thighs. A dagger between my breasts...that is my only human tool of survival. A headband of the same color across my forehead, the mark of my tribe beneath it.

I walked into the building.

Opening the door to the room I was instructed, I was facing the backs of a group, they were intently focusing upon chambers of some sort.

I sighed as I felt as far away from My sister Iala as possible. I hadn't heard from her in ages, and that is the way I was going to keep it.

"Good day." i said, the heads turned quickly towards me.
 
Superman

It was a brutal day. The air was thick and damp and I was way past deadline for the piece I was doing about Sanctions in Qurac. Perry would have my ass in a sling for sure. Yet, here I was, fulfilling my infrequent duties as a member of the JLA. We were expecting some new arrivals and being the paragon of Superhero-dom I was supposed to great the New Kids. I had so many other things I could be doing now: Writing, Spending time with Lois or just patrolling the city. Still with Wally and the others backing out recently we really needed the new members. I was lost in a mirror looking at my hair when I sensed a presence in the Hallway

"Good Day" I heard a womans voice behind me. I spun my head and gazed at a tall, dark haired woman who looked like she should have been an extra on Tarzan.

"Oh, You must be Lava. Allow me to introduce myself, not that you don't already know who I am" I say with a big smile, there were times when I loved being the Worlds(heck, the universe's) greatest Hero. I bet this girl flips out when she realizes that Supes, The big Red S, is talking to her "But I'm Superman. Welcome to the Justice League"
 
Justice League Watchtower, the Moon

The transporter pulsed again, behind Lava, and two more people appeared. One was a tall, muscular, black male, with light brown eyes and short black hair. He is wearing baggy black leather pants, black boots, and a black shirt with the words "Survive if I Let You" written on the front in dark blood red.

The other figure is a white male, late 20s, average build, dressed in jeans, a white shirt, and a trenchcoat. He is wearing dark sunglasses. This person speaks up, "So. This is the moon, huh? Cool. Hey, Supes! Remember me? Tommy Monaghan? You taking us to the rest of the League for our interviews? Gotta tell ya, I'm looking forward to our tryouts. Wonder Woman gonna be there?"

These last two were the final applicants for membership in the Justice League.
 
Lava

(ooc. There is no Lava without her traditional surprise and ignite entrance...you'll see...)

LAVA:

I heard the voice and it startled me into morphing.

My body began to liquify into molten lava. The shape of my body stayed, just composed of enirely liquid magma. My entire body flowed in a mass of burning heat, I whipped around.

The men backed up, the heat intense. I didn't know these people, not sure who they were.
 
Batman sat there and looked at the new arrivals and knew that he should be in Gotham. The Joker was on the loose again and he had a gang of Batman's worst enemies with him creating havoc and he had to be here to greet these new arrivals. He didn't even know why he was here, he wasn't a full time member of the JLA but yet here he was, sitting down and getting absolutely bored. He began drumming his fingers lightly on the armrest of his chair and wondered how long this was going to take as he wanted to get back to Gotham as soon as possible.
 
Big Red S

I step back from the burning woman and begin to speak to Tommy, never taking my eyes off the girl who is scorching the carpet.

"Oh uh, Yes, Tommy. How is it with you?" I ask, searching my memory for any recollection of the young man in front of me. Not finding it I decide to move on, answering the rest of his queries "Well, I will be taking you to meet the rest of the League and to the best of my knowledge Diana will in fact be there."

"By the way Tommy, I would suggest you choose a super-hero name. Don't get me wrong its just that I don't see a lot of crminals going "Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird, It's a plane, no its Tommy Monaghan." I beam a huge super-grin at the Lad.

"Oh and Lava, While I'm sure you are a little bewildered by your surroundings, you can give the Vietnam protesting Monk thing a rest. Not too many people here are going to be impressed with the fire thing. I mean, I can fly through the Sun!" I say, laughing and slapping her on the back.

Finally, I walk to the silent one. Looking up into his eyes I smile broadly and offer a hand.

"Greetings friend, I'm the last son of Krypton. Who might you be?"
 
Tommy Monaghan

Tommy eyes the Man of Steel... "Oh, I got a handle, Boy Scout... I'll let ya know what it is in the interview. Down the corridor, first door after the suit of armor, right?" Tommy starts walking that way.
 
Kal-el

"That would be correct if you needed to visit the little Super Heroes room before your interview, Tommy" I yell back to him "The room you're looking for is the second past the armor."
 
Tommy Monaghan

Tommy chuckled to himself. Thanks to his powers, he knew the layout of the Watchtower better than even Ol' Blue did...
 
Was it the first door? Or the second? I couldn't remember for the life of me. It had been a while since I had been here and I think they've done some renovating since I last stepped through the door. :)

"That Tommy seems like a nice kid." I mutter to myself, then looking back at the taller, as of yet unintroduced fellow "I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name. Are you here for the interview?"
 
Huntress. Lava.

(ooc. neale, Just tell me when you need Ice as a baddy...)


HUNTRESS:

I was seated next to Batman. I looked at him, adorned in the same raven black as I. I gently eased my elbow into his side, leaning over, "Cocky son of a bitch, what happened to the honest humble guy that was supposed to be Superman?"


LAVA:

The man who had an arrogance slapped my back, causing him to burn his hand, thank his lucky stars that I wasn't up to full par with my heat intensity.

"thanks to you, I can't put the heat out until I can rest."

I laughed, "Hello everyone, I'm Lava."

I looked around, then, as I saw, the elite group, I was in awe, Batman, Huntress, Superman...wow, the list went on.
 
Introducing the mec with the mouth Xavier St. Claire

As I sat in the lobby of the Avengers moon base trying to finish their damn entrance application. It went a lil like this:

Question #151: In a situation involving particle acceleration and time travel how would I decelaterate the space time continium and reverse the polatrity of the positronic flux capacitor

Question #152: In attempt to keep down the innocentbye casualty ratio how could I use my power to coherse the polarity of the nucleoic metrophonic reveservatory.

With these questions being the norm I just wrote the words "violence fucking violence and my powers are bang go boom boom" over and over again on the answer sheet and walked over to the receptionist robot and slamed my answer sheet down and wait for the results.

After about three minutes of computation the robot handed back my paper with a big F and the comment "please seek professional help and leave the heroism to those who can." Raising an eyebrow I slid my dark sunglasses on and put on my baseball cap, I thought to myself no treats the best damn mercenary on the western hemisphere like this and dammit they better treat me good too. I turned around and showed some super nerd geek hero out of the way and looked at the robot and said "Look man I think you made a mistake I demand that you treat me with some respect to which the robot replied in a voice reminiscent of David Spade's receptionist character from the Saturday Night Live sketch it said " You failed and you suck. Buh bye." Within a split second later using a thin impulse blast I blew the robots head clean off. With my eyes radiating energy I lifted the robot's head and it said "You still suck and my replacement will be here any minute to tell you that again you a-hole" Kicking that rude ass robots head into the nearest trashcan/incenerary device, I felt myself well up with pride but I also knew that jackass was right I needed to do something and I needed to do it in 10 seconds.
It was then inspiration struck and I acted on it. Taking the nerds paper I switched the names while he crawled on the floor looking for his glasses. When the replacement robot came in I handed him my NEW answers sheet and was told to follow the fire chick with the great ass down the hall.
Immediately after I joined the other two newbies Superman appears I resist making fun of him to the best of my ability, but I knew I could not remain silent for long after all mercs like me are known for being making fun of people. hmm I guess this explains why Interpol has not sent me any new assignments in two weeks. When Supes shakes my hand he says hello in his own special way prompting me to raise my eyebrow and say "Hello Last son of Krypton, I am Shyne orphan and ward to the Beverly Hill/Sherman Oaks prostitution guild and I also clean up after slutty Karla when she gets a lil messy with her clients. Oh yeah and I did that interpol and mercenary stuff too, now answer me this is it true that villains get laid more than heroes because if that is true I am in search of a career change as fast as possible."
 
OOC PHOENIX you are the best now it's my tern all thow I'm now wher ner your leg.

IC. I whoch out the window of my hotel room at the pepil out side I'm trying to figer out how so meny pepil can liv in one spot and not go made. I'v spent the last 100 years in the deepist part of the amizon gathering stranth perfeting my powers. I look up at the sun and grin grimly I'm finly abil to stand the sun and soon it whont beabil to evin weekin my.

I tern to my room thinking of the amulet that the musem as the amolet that will giv my cuntrole over the most power ful of the demons. But this city has it's protcion that dam flying alin. I shake my head and say I'll just hav to call up som help from hell.

As the sun go's down I go up to the top of the hotel and look out over the city. I need to feed and I need to do it in away that now will now whot hapind. I look down in to the alys sing the one whith out home and I smile. I shift in to a ravin and fly down in to the alys. I one back in my hemin forem I wolk therw the aly snifing the are pasing thos how are dised until I find a rather yong man hudild in a corner shivering. I step out of the shadow leting the man see me. I look my eyes whith he's perilzing hem. I step forwerd and say cum hear. He gits up to hes feet and wolks over to my I telt he's head to one side and sink my k9's in to hes throwt draning hem of all hes blood. Then I slit hs's throwt wher my teeth wher making it look like that wos the cos of deth I tos hem in to a ner by dupster. looking arownd I see that the other pepil in the aly sow nothing wich is good.

I fly back up to the roof and sit looking at one spot consintrating then a blood red light apers in the dark nes and three fegers step out they bowe ther heds to my and say yes master. The first one wos nerly 10 feet toll and hevily musild the seekind you could berly see in the darkness he wos just a shadow and the therd could pas for a humin exsept for he's eyes with wher all black with a fame berning in ther centers. I say go bring my the amilt of the dark wizierd I put the locion in ther minds so they can find it esily go now and downt retrn with out it. I whoch as they lev ech in it own way. After they are gon I fol to my nees as egosgin taks me. I neel ther for a time gathering my strankth to hunt agen.



[Edited by nightray on 05-11-2001 at 08:40 AM]
 
I looked over at Huntress and the first thing I noticed was her clothing before I looked up into her eyes. There was something about this woman that intrigued me- she could even prove to be my equal here. I smiled at her and said, "The last humble Superman was- well, how to put this lightly but he kind of had his clock cleaned but then again with the amount of Supermen that there have been lately I can't even remember who is who."
 
Tommy Monaghan

Tommy walked into the meeting room of the JLA, and right up to where the chairperson, Wonder Woman, sat. He looked her up and down for a long moment, then spoke, "I'm Tommy Monaghan. I wanna be a Leaguer. Any questions?" He continued to look solely at Wonder Woman while he spoke...
 
Wonder Woman

I wasnt looking forward to this but we had to get some replacements before any of a number of villians decided to use the Earth as their plaything....again.

All of us had other things to do from Superman on down including me. But we had all sworn to protect the human race from the outside forces that would try to conquer it so her goes.

"Sweet Hera, the first applicant is a cocky one," I think to myself, trapping his gaze with mine. "Just what we need...a newbie looking for a way to get himself blown to bits on the first mission."

Answering his question in my steadiest voice, I said,"As a matter of fact...yes. Each of our board members will be able to question you before we then decide whether you are JLA material or not."

Turning to my fellow JLA members, I said,"Who will start the questions?"
 
Magic....


Peter yawned as he stared at the computer screen. It was blank except for a few sentences. He rolled his eyes in disgust. A research paper wasn't supposed to be that hard to write, was it? Then why in the hell was he making such a big deal over it.
The books were all spread out. All the information he could ever need on the cell membranes of zooplankton was before him, including a few bookmarked web pages. Surprisingly when he entered a search for zooplankton only a few sex sites came up. He wondered if the industry had taken a fall in the past year or so.
The clock overhead said it was almost midnight. Another yawn came to his mouth. He wasn't going to get any more work done today, no matter how much he tried. Peter got up, grabbing the remainder of the books. The computer gave a loud winding down noise as he turned it off. He couldn't wait to go home and do the same.
"Is this all?" The librarian nodded towards him. He dropped the books on the desk and pulled out only two. She smiled, and passed them through the scanner.
"Two weeks," she said giving them back to him. Peter nodded simply, walking towards the door.
Outside the cool night air hit him insatiably. It did stir something up inside him. He hadn't planned on it, but now that he thought about it... webbing home would be a lot fast than walking. That was just what he needed, to relax. After a long hard day at class and homework and research he really needed to just calm down for an hour or so.
This was exactly what was going through his mind as he bumped into the strange man. Peter looked back in shock. The campus was completely empty and this man had the nerve to walk right into him. As if to mock the situation the tall man decided to keep walking past without even muttering a sorry.
"Excuse me," Peter said politely, gently tugging at the man's trenchcoat. It spun around looking at Peter straight in the face. His eyes grew wide as he stared into the monster's face. It gave an incessant growl inside it's throat, boiling up and launching itself onto him.
Peter took a few steps backwards, fumbling over a piece of rock and then fell clumsily to the ground.
He watched the thing as it turned and kept walking.
"Oh please no," he let his head fall into his lap. He wanted to go to bed so bad. Damnit.
Peter ran off as quickly as he could. The dark of the forest was a perfect place enough, he supposed.
Spiderman webbed back to the university.
He crawled down the side of a building, watching the tall figure make it's way across campus. He wanted to place the thing, a hobgoblin drone? Another one of those clone things gone horribly wrong? Perhaps even a mutant who had just stumbled from the sewers.
It didn't look like any of those however. The eyes of it didn't seem alive. Sort of like a shark's eyes, deadly, but not alive. He didn't get it at all, but whatever it was he had to stop it.
Spiderman watched as it went into a building.
He jumped down, looking at the sign on top of the door.
"Anthropology museum?"
He scratched his hair through the suit. It would have looked comical if it weren't for the fact that he had no clue what was going on.
"Ok, wait a minute. Mr. 10 foot tall Mongolian decided to break into a museum of anthropology in the dead of night."
Why did this always have to happen to him?
Spiderman went inside, jumping to the ceiling. He wanted to watch this thing a little bit more before he made a move.
 
The big one wolkes to the frunt doors and stops looking in then somthing sems to step out of the shadows in side the bilding it opins the doors. Then whot looks like a secerity gard coms up he looks normil unless you look at he's eye's the ded eye's. After looking around to be sher the cost is cler he folows the other two in. They wolk trow the hols not making a sound. Two visibol and the other fliting from shadow to shadow. They com to a display case holding a gold demin head pendint whith ropys fore eyes and arkane skript ritin semingly hap hazerdly on the face. The eyes seem to glow with life at the presints of the tree figers. The big one rasis it's hand to smash the glas but the one in the gard uniform grabs hes arme and simply points at the glas cosing it to glow red then white as it melts.

[Edited by nightray on 05-12-2001 at 11:57 AM]
 
Dom-al

As my servant rushes us to out destination, I pull out a star chart of the system that I have decided on 'visiting' next. My target Earth, more specifically one occupaint of said planet. The one they call Superman, the one that has tarnished my reputation of being Krypton's last son.

One of the most evil grins spreads across my face as I notice the yellow ball of burning gas at the center of the system. "Yes, this will be most perfect." I say, my fingers brushing against my goatee.

"Stop and enter the orbit of this piece of rock." I say pointing to the planet marked Mars. The pilot adjusts our path and enters the orbit of the red, rocky planet. Knowing that it will take some time for me to reach full power, I send several probes out to our destination to gather as much information as possible, and hopefully find a few allies to help counter the group of heroes so I can take on the other last son of Krypton.

[Edited by Mackdaddy_74 on 05-15-2001 at 08:37 AM]
 
Martian Manhunter

"Thank you, Wonder Woman," replied the green-skinned man from Mars. "Mr. Monaghan, you do not wear a typical 'heroic' costume, and your exploits are unknown to us. What brings you to our Watchtower?"


/ooc: Each of you pick a question or two to ask whichever applicant is being questioned at the time.
 
Tommy Monaghan

"Just thought I'd drop in, see what the place is like, find out if you guys are up to my standards." He continued to look at Wonder Woman, with occasional glances at Huntress, "Looking pretty damn good so far!"
 
Supes

I head back into the room and take my seat at the table, I look Tommy over carefully and note his interest in WW.

"Well, Tommy we're glad to accomadate you in anyway we can. I hope we'll even be able to live up to your 'high' standards" I say genuinely, with a smile "As you can see we're a little understaffed right now so we're looking for some new faces"
 
Green Lantern{Hal Jordan}

In flies Green Lantern,well hello..I was wondering if my old spot was available.I just finished my tenure with the guardians for a while..and considering that ol Guy isn't around..I thought why not?..So what do you'll say?I have to tell you,I am so glad to be home in my own sector,spending all my time training newbies for those old midget sexless blue guys can be hell!!If I had the option of spending some "unique" time with the Zamarons..{Carol Ferris as exception}..believe me..I wouldnt just wear my jock-strap..WHOA!!...So what will it be?
 
Huntress. Lava.

Huntress.

I smiled over at Batman. "Well, there is only one Batman. " I raised my eyebrows seductively. "which...may be a good thing. Don't know if I could handle two."

I looked over the applicants, This would be interesting.

"This is a question for all of you. I am going to be blunt. Why the hell should be let you in?"

Lava.

I toned down the flames a bit. I couldn't unmorph without going into complete shut down of my body. That would make a good impression.

The arrogance in the room was amazing. "I believe that my instincts and common sense first of all...' What was this one of those new fangled pageants these Americans had?

"I am still learning to control my powers, but they have become stronger than I could imagine...as of late. I just wish to be of some service.*
 
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