Post by Batman (Bruce Wayne) on Mar 28, 2014 6:59:55 GMT -5
#? Injustice: Earth Infinity
Story By: Batman
Heroes: Batman, Red Robin, Catwoman, The Oracle, Batgirl III
Villains: The Joker, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Deathstroke, Scarecrow, The Red Hood, Clayface, The Penguin, Bane, Catman, Pvp
Plot: When two parties agree to make a video game reality, lives are endangered as reality is much different from video games. A testimony of 'Who would win?' in a competitive engagement between heroes and villains alike. In the real world innocent lives are placed on the line should either side choose not to comply with their 'roles' given to them.
A neon green light flicked on the screen of a black computer monitor before text began to form as the light moved from the right to the left..."Are you ready to begin?" a moment of pause happened before a response was sent out..."Yes. You have first choice. -Pen" "Superman. -Pvp" "Wonder Woman -Pen" "Green Lantern. -Pvp" "Flash. -Pen" "Darkseid. -Pvp" "Nightwing. -Pen" A selection screen was broad cast before him. Immediately an announcement was made..."Pen has selected Deathstroke...Pvp has selected Batman and Joker...Pen has selected Scarecrow and Bane...Pvp has selected Harley Quin and Poison Ivy...Pen has selected The Red Hood and Catman. Pvp has last pick...Pvp has selected Catwoman. Teams have been selected, locking in 10 seconds..."
A screen displayed the following information...
Commencing in 3...2...1...Match Launched!"
The tip of a middle finger tapped repeatedly across the keyboard as a right hand manipulated and maneuvered a mouse. Blue eyes quickly glazed across the screen as dark hair fell into his face. A voice spoke as a headset slithered from his ear down his cheek to the corner of his mouth. His voice was on edge, anxiety building within him. "Go for Batman! Go for Batman! Come ooooooooonnnnn!" Upon a screen of computer 3D graphics an image of Green Lantern being attacked by Batman appeared, Batman ferociously attacking Green Lantern before killing him and then killing The Riddler. "Enemy double kill!" flashed across his screen and Tim Drake growled. "Lame! Why would you play as the Riddler anyway?! *I* can figure out his riddles, what makes you even THINK he's even a good character to play?" An English accent spoke from behind Tim causing him to jump. "It is good to see you *enjoying* that game you play so often Master Drake, but it is just a game." Tim frowned and slumped his shoulders. "It's not just a game, Alfred. It's a game about skill, and by far I play the hardest champion in the game." "But what's the point?" "The point...um...Good point, I'll get back to you on that..." Tim's eyes looked out of the living room window of Wayne Manor to see the Bat signal lit up in the sky. "Gotta run Alfred!"
Tim rushed into the Batcave where Bruce was standing already in the batsuit with his cowl placed next to the computer. "What's the situation?" Tim took off his shirt and walked over to his outfit to put it on. Batman started to review the information. "Deathstroke is back in Gotham, Bullock put up the signal to ward some of the lesser criminals. It will give us time to find Deathstroke." Tim slipped into his Robin chest piece and frowned while looking at Bruce. "Any leads?" "...Yes, rumors state that some suspect the Joker knows the details to Deathstroke's reason for being here. If there's anyone who would know where the Joker is, it's Harley Quinn..." Tim slipped on his domino mask. "And to find her, we need Catwoman or Poison Ivy. Sounds easy enough. Finding Deathstroke will be easy, fighting him won't be." Bruce pulled on his cowl and with the eyes of Batman he looked at Robin. "I don't want you fighting Deathstroke." Robin's face parted in surprise. "Wha-...Why not? We're in this together Batman. I'm ready for him." "No, you're not. You will remain on standby when we engage, Slade Wilson is the greatest strategist I've ever met, and I have yet to stop him. Anyone who gets between Slade and I are only going to get hurt."
Story By: Batman
Heroes: Batman, Red Robin, Catwoman, The Oracle, Batgirl III
Villains: The Joker, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Deathstroke, Scarecrow, The Red Hood, Clayface, The Penguin, Bane, Catman, Pvp
Plot: When two parties agree to make a video game reality, lives are endangered as reality is much different from video games. A testimony of 'Who would win?' in a competitive engagement between heroes and villains alike. In the real world innocent lives are placed on the line should either side choose not to comply with their 'roles' given to them.
A neon green light flicked on the screen of a black computer monitor before text began to form as the light moved from the right to the left..."Are you ready to begin?" a moment of pause happened before a response was sent out..."Yes. You have first choice. -Pen" "Superman. -Pvp" "Wonder Woman -Pen" "Green Lantern. -Pvp" "Flash. -Pen" "Darkseid. -Pvp" "Nightwing. -Pen" A selection screen was broad cast before him. Immediately an announcement was made..."Pen has selected Deathstroke...Pvp has selected Batman and Joker...Pen has selected Scarecrow and Bane...Pvp has selected Harley Quin and Poison Ivy...Pen has selected The Red Hood and Catman. Pvp has last pick...Pvp has selected Catwoman. Teams have been selected, locking in 10 seconds..."
A screen displayed the following information...
Pvp's Team | Vs | Pen's Team |
Batman Joker Harley Quin Poison Ivy Catwoman | Deathstroke Scarecrow Bane Red Hood Catman | |
Bans: Superman Green Lantern Darkseid | Bans: Wonder Woman Flash Nightwing |
Commencing in 3...2...1...Match Launched!"
The tip of a middle finger tapped repeatedly across the keyboard as a right hand manipulated and maneuvered a mouse. Blue eyes quickly glazed across the screen as dark hair fell into his face. A voice spoke as a headset slithered from his ear down his cheek to the corner of his mouth. His voice was on edge, anxiety building within him. "Go for Batman! Go for Batman! Come ooooooooonnnnn!" Upon a screen of computer 3D graphics an image of Green Lantern being attacked by Batman appeared, Batman ferociously attacking Green Lantern before killing him and then killing The Riddler. "Enemy double kill!" flashed across his screen and Tim Drake growled. "Lame! Why would you play as the Riddler anyway?! *I* can figure out his riddles, what makes you even THINK he's even a good character to play?" An English accent spoke from behind Tim causing him to jump. "It is good to see you *enjoying* that game you play so often Master Drake, but it is just a game." Tim frowned and slumped his shoulders. "It's not just a game, Alfred. It's a game about skill, and by far I play the hardest champion in the game." "But what's the point?" "The point...um...Good point, I'll get back to you on that..." Tim's eyes looked out of the living room window of Wayne Manor to see the Bat signal lit up in the sky. "Gotta run Alfred!"
Tim rushed into the Batcave where Bruce was standing already in the batsuit with his cowl placed next to the computer. "What's the situation?" Tim took off his shirt and walked over to his outfit to put it on. Batman started to review the information. "Deathstroke is back in Gotham, Bullock put up the signal to ward some of the lesser criminals. It will give us time to find Deathstroke." Tim slipped into his Robin chest piece and frowned while looking at Bruce. "Any leads?" "...Yes, rumors state that some suspect the Joker knows the details to Deathstroke's reason for being here. If there's anyone who would know where the Joker is, it's Harley Quinn..." Tim slipped on his domino mask. "And to find her, we need Catwoman or Poison Ivy. Sounds easy enough. Finding Deathstroke will be easy, fighting him won't be." Bruce pulled on his cowl and with the eyes of Batman he looked at Robin. "I don't want you fighting Deathstroke." Robin's face parted in surprise. "Wha-...Why not? We're in this together Batman. I'm ready for him." "No, you're not. You will remain on standby when we engage, Slade Wilson is the greatest strategist I've ever met, and I have yet to stop him. Anyone who gets between Slade and I are only going to get hurt."