Teen Titans (RP Thread)

[Sean Renaud]

Ben shrugged ignoring Lil Bo for the moment and walking towards where the group was forming up. He still had about five minutes on the watch if he needed it but it seemed fairly obvious that these people weren't a threat to him.

"You know I always thought you guys were taller."

The nineteen year old was making a conscious effort to keep his eyes some where near Nightwing's mouth, not wanting to confrontational but largely to keep them from lingering too long on gorgeous golden beauty who's outstandingly toned body was barely contained in a purple monokini. It seemed like a solid breath much less movement would cause the kind of wardrobe malfunction that gets you kicked off the Super Bowl and nobody, not even Argent would be complaining.

There were of course questions, six years of fighting in a wasteland looking for some trace of the Titans had filled him with hundreds of questions but all of them were currently drown in a very teenage very male urge not to embarass himself.

 

[The Jeffinator]

"I am Nightwing, leader of the Teen Titans," he explained to Argent. "As you wish, I will keep the details limited. All you need to know is that we came here looking for you after you got pulled into Dr. Light's time warp. Though, I find this world Luthor created to be very disturbing..."

He looked around for a moment, then turned back to Argent. "I'm assuming Luthor must have somehow altered himself? Otherwise, he'd probably be dead, being over a century old by now. Either that or one of his kids did this. The apple never falls far from the tree, and I never met a Luthor who wasn't rotten to the core."

Dick stopped and contemplated what Keiya said for a moment. "Yeah, we might find something useful at the Tower."

 

[Sean Renaud]

It took a moment to shake off the combined awe of who he was face to face with and he'd gotten his gaze off Star just long enough to keep it there for a consistent moment.

"Sorry to interupt sir. I'm Ben Ten and. . .wellIhadn'treallyaccomplishedanythingwhen. ." breathing was a slight issue with those run on oh my god it's him sentences, "you dissapeared. But after you left I saved the world a couple of times. Do you know how to rebuild the time machine cus none of the aliens I can turn into can and I think. . .well i think all of this is kinda your fault. I can fill you in on what I know for sure but there's a lot of gaps sir.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Cyborg interrupted, blurting out without thinking.

"Our fault!!!? How is it our fault Light tried to banish us to the past and royally screwed up?"

He regained a bit of composure and considered the thought of repairing the time machine

"I'm sure if I got my hands on the tech, I could at least do something useful with it..."

He glanced at Nightwing and Star briefly before his eyes met Argent's. She seemed haunted by being here so long. He tried to put himself in those shoes, and found it quite disturbing to think about, so he turned his attention back to Ben and the others.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I'm sorry Cyborg sir. I didn'tsaywhatImeant very clearly. I had some. . .premonitions. It's complicated and I can't explain it very well but I think this wasn't supposed to happen. That if you guys had been around that something would have been avoided. I don't know what would be different exactly. Maybe President Luthor, Alex, son of Lex, wouldn't have become President, or maybe World War 3 wouldn't have happened. I don't know what but I get the strong impression that you being here in in 2080 something instead of 2011 is a huge part of the problem. . .sir."

It was more than a little weird standing around in the faces of such legends. Nightwing, Starfire, Cyborg, Argent. It was practically a who's who of people you wanted to meet and if you did you were officially part of the club.

"Whatever is left of the tech should be back down there where you showed up. It didn't work when I tried it. . .well I managed to monkey it just enough to get me transported into the future too which I can tell you was about as far from the intended goal as you could get.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Lil Bo

He mumbled to himself as he moved further away,

"You c'ld always ask Lobo, he c'n rebuild time m'chines, did it twice that I h've h'rd off. But why ask Lil Bo? Lil Bo is just a raving m'niac who kills for money. Frag it."

A little while later he finally made it to his hog, some idiot had taken the time to spray paint SCUM on the seat, but looking at the twisted body a few steps away, Hog didn't really enjoy being painted. Using chains to chain Arg'n to the hog he got on and started it, while not the genius that Lobo was, Lil Bo was not a complete slouch when it came to brains as he had build the flying bike from what scrap he could get hold of. He took off and flew towards the bond office, still pissed off that he was forced to kill Arg'n.

 

[The Jeffinator]

"Cyborg's right, Ben," agreed Dick. "We had no way of knowing this would happen. But now that we do, we can alert the Justice League when we get back to our time." He pondered for a moment. "So Luthor's son became President and started World War III? Man, we really need to get back to the past and fix this..."

Dick turned and headed back to Dr. Light's lab, but found nothing of the time machine. "Dammit. Light must have taken it with him after he arrived. Let's head back to the Tower -- or whatever is left of it -- and see if we can find anything useful still there. After that, Argent, can you take us to this resistance?"

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I'm sorry. I didn't say it properly before." Ben apologized making a very obvious and consious effort to talk slower now. It wasn't that he wasn't still as excited as he was a few moments ago but he was very aware of how poor he was looking and these were real heros. Not like him. He followed Nightwing talking while walking. "I had some kind of dream. It had to do with Paradox and. . .well nothing ever makes any sense with him. You'd have better luck figureing out what it means when you spill a scrabble board into a bowl of alphabet soup but still. It was me with you guys."

Ben paused for a moment biting down onto his lower lip. "Ok you guys just dissapeared one day and well I guess you showed up now but nobody knew. Not Batman, not Dr. Fate. Everybody spent years but you were just gone."

"Dammit. Light must have taken it with him after he arrived. Let's head back to the Tower -- or whatever is left of it -- and see if we can find anything useful still there. After that, Argent, can you take us to this resistance?" Nightwing said.

"You're not listening to me much at all are you. Cut to the cliff notes then. You gone bad. Dr. Light works with Lexx, he likes this world. You're HQ is. . .mostly thrashed. Been there a few times hoping maybe you'd return there but it's not exactly top secret. There is a place that you might be the only person who can find that might be a good place to go. The Batcave. I've heard of it but nobody has ever found it but you know where it is don't you?"

 

[The Jeffinator]

"No, I am listening," replied Dick. "Just taking it all in and thinking. So you had a dream that you were with us, and obviously, that has come true. I feel bad that everyone spent years looking for us, but if we can get back to the past, we can erase that from history."

He listened to everything Ben had to say, and then nodded, "Yeah, I know where the Batcave is. After we take a look at the Tower, we can head for Gotham. I guess we'll be walking unless we can find a vehicle that is still working. Hey Cyborg, do you think one of your electric vehicles might still be operational after all this time? If not, you could probably rig one from some old cars or something, right?"

 

[fr33ks33k]

"You know I make things to last! If they didn't get fragged, then they'll definitely be operational. And yeah, if not, I'll jury rig something for us to use...." Cyborg scanned the area looking for useful parts, not coming up with much.

"Though it might end up being a bunch of bicycles..."

He let out a laugh with just a bit of nervousness edging into it. Flipping open his sensor array, he checked for a signal from any of the power cells of the vehicles he'd made. There were still faint traces in the location of the Tower.

"Should be enough juice left in 'em to get us where we need to go. Now it's just a matter of getting to the Tower."

 

[knight713]

Keiya took in what Ben had said lex son alex became president and wwIII started and everything else went to hell.

he figured as much Dr. light would have gone to lexs son Alex for protection and to keep his equipment hidden from the titans.


" After we hit the tower we should find a way to go after President ALex" Keiya started " President now that was a joke" he said to himself. " if he's like his father he would have Dr light rebuild his device and go back into the past to help his pastself. if he's like his father then he will do that" Keiya said as he scanned the distance.

" well bicycles are better than nothing" Keiya repleid when he heard Cyborg say might end up being a bunch of bicycles.

" Hey Nightwing do you think your bike is still in working order or not" Keiya asked him as he remembered Nightwing hide it near by

 

[Sean Renaud]

"If transporation is the problem I can always get the Rustbucket. It's a fair ways from here but I could always go get it and bring it back. I just haven't had a lot need for it since I can fly and move super fast, and if I could figure out how to unlock this thing," Ben motioned to the bright green "watch" with a symbol oddly reminicient of a Green Lantern symbol, "I could do both at the same time."

"As for going after President Lex. . .well that might not be the greatest plan ever. Personally I think we'd be better off seeing of Cyborg can make a time machine and send us all back to where we belong. That being impossible maybe find Dr. Light and see if he still has the machine. Fighting President Lex would be. . .difficult. I don't know who died in the war and who died fighting the President but I know the Justice League fought them, I know the Plumbers fought them and the only member of either who's rumored to still be out there is Batman and since that would make him some where around one hundred forty years old I'm pretty sure this Batman is at best a fake. The only reason we'd even have a chance is because well nobody knows you're here so you could probably get pretty close before anybody noticed you were there and a threat."

 

[knight713]

" Luther might have spies out in this waste land if they find us they will tell him, so fighting him will happen sooner or later." Keiya replied as he looked at Ben

" So everyone either died in the war or against the President" Kris replied to himself. This was bad they would be out numbered if they had to fight against Luthers forces.

" Hey Ben do you know if any of the Justice league had children that maybe willing to help us." He asked Ben


Keiya knew another way to locate Dr Light was to either infiltrate one of Luthers utopia. Like all places they would need security to help keep the peace in those places as well as protecting the Cities from outside threats. But the only one who would recognize them would be Dr light so they would have to change ther appearance.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Nothing I can confirm. I'm sure we're outnumbered and badly. I haven't seen much in the cities though, I was too busy looking for you guys. It's possible that there are a lot of us left but from what I can gather anybody the President could control he's got on his side and anybody he couldn't he killed." Ben sighed, then paused. "I don't think Lexx has much in the way of spies out here, or at least if he does he doesn't care much about me or Lil Bo and I didn't see anything monitoring the Tower. But now that you mention it that might mean we should go look for somewhere else. I know Dr. Light is with Lexx, if Lexx thinks your disapearance had anything to do with anything I'm thinking the place he'd be focusing his spies would be the one place he can garauntee you'll go. I know that's what I'd do."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Lil Bo

After vehement arguing Lil Bo had cash in hand, a drink on the bar counter and a good cigar in his mouth. At that moment life couldn't be any better, he downed his drink and slammed his mug down.

"Oi barkeep, fill me up with n'ther one!"

A rowdy laugh drew his attention to one burly beast seated off to one side,

"Sumf'n funny?"

The beast laughed even harder, Lil Bo felt that he was the brunt of a joke without knowing it.

"Wazo funny?"

The beast pointed at Lil Bo,

"You talk like a jellyfish and walk like a crab."

Lil Bo blinked and in an instant he had his knife in his hand and charging the beast, who met his charge head on. The impact bowled the beast over and they went rolling, snarling, snapping, punching and in Lil Bo's case kicking. The beast landed a solid blow, Lil Bo flew through the wall and crashed into the wall on the other side of the road. Roaring with rage Lil Bo charged back over the road and dove back in through the hole in the wall, seconds later the beast came flying out with Lil Bo in hot pursuit.