---- Recall start ---- There are 2 unread postings on the General (#2) board. There are 2 unread postings on the Role Playing (#4) board. ---------------------------- BBS at 0.6% capacity ---------------------------- Bart Allen yos. Orion says "Heya." Bart Allen waits around for Triumph. Orion says "Why?" You say "Cuz we're gonna RP!" Player Name On For Idle Submit your Web Page Comments! Orion 00:29 1m Telling Them Bart Allen 00:01 0s ~O.O~ Devil Take The Hindmost ~O.O~ 2 Players logged in, 25 record, no maximum. Orion says "Well hell! I didn't know people RP'd around here. ;)" Triumph has connected. Triumph waves. Bart Allen RPs a lot. Just generally not planned. Bart Allen yos! You say "Oh, haha, um." You say "We're still inna middle've Nightwing's TP." You say "So." Name set. Kid Flash grins. Orion had no idea there was a TP. "No one wanted to play in mine, so I didn't think people ran 'em around here." Kid Flash had no idea you were running one. Ray Terrill has connected. Ray Terrill yawns and waves. Kid Flash is in the one Nightwing's running for TMS, see? Orion says "I only posted about it, twice." Kid Flash never reads the BBoards. ;) Orion says "Oh well. I don't care. I decided not to run it anyway. I also don't really 'play' anymore. :P" Kid Flash ahs. "Above it?" Orion says "No. Just not putting effort into people who aren't interested in putting effort into me. :)" Kid Flash ahs. :) Kid Flash wells, I offered to RP with you, but, well, you didn't think there was anything really worthwhile in a potential scene with me, so. Orion says "Well, you did ask me to play once, but that was well after I'd given up on doing anything here. Otehr than that teh soel person who ever wanted to play with me was Dinah." Orion says "And, you were even involved in part of that scene. :)" Kid Flash doesn't see how -you- giving up on putting effort in would prevent you from accepting the effort of others. [Titans] Nightwing has connected. Nightwing has connected. You say "Dick!" Nightwing waves. "Hey, gang. Orion says "Because it would be superficial and useless. :) I wouldn't be able to maintain anything." You say "Ahhhh. Well, that's hardly my fault." You say "So." [Titans] Knees not Freezing, Nightwing says, "Orion can maintain stuff now? ;)" You say "I'm gonna go RP with Triumph, neh?" [Titans] Knees not Freezing, Nightwing says, "What's he talking about anyways? ;)" You say "Anyone else who wants to join in is welcome." Orion says "Have at." [Titans] Kid Flash says, "He's bitching and moaning again." Kid Flash heads in. The Assembly ~T~ Titans Island A massive polished silver circle table raises from the very middle of the room, bright thanks to the single light that shiones on it, from the middle of the tinted dome ceiling above. Unable to look in from outside, you are free to see out, just as you are free to see everything and everone in here as there are no corners to hide in, no sides as everyone and position in here is equal. The soft blue shined metal floor meets the dark blue walls, which have various communications and projection devices set within them, about the center table. The twelve chairs that are spaced equally around the table are exactly the same, all arounded at the back and cushioned with comfortable navy blue padding. On the back of each chair, and in the very center of the circled table is a destinctive mark of the Titans, a ~T~. At the north end of the round room is an archway leading down to the Titans Trophy Room, that holds memorabilia of those events that shaped those that continue on the tradition of being a Titan. Obvious exits: Main Shaft Outside You go IC. You take the doorway leading out, heading to The Island ~T~ Titans Island. The Island ~T~ Titans Island Set agianst a backdrop of world famous landmarks such as the Stature of Libery, another symbol for freedom stands proud in the middle of the Hudson, the 'T' shaped tower of the Titans. Connected to the mainland habor by a skift-like barge, the island itself is fairly commonplace. Vegetation is scattered over the rough surface, with a small shed-like building scattered here or there up to the rocky crags of its shores, even to the rising cliffface that forms a windshield on the northern end. In the middle of the island is the tall 'T' tower, with it's shining glass surface overlooking all those that see it, both with their eyes and their hearts. Arranged to the north behind the south-facing tower are three domes in a semi-circle pattern, the middle one having a tinted surface and the flanking two transparent. Obvious exits: Out Base Entrance Gym Dome Meeting Dome Recreation Dome Taking the mechanical skiff, you are transported to the City. New York Harbor New York Harbor is bustling with activity. A major city, it has a lot of sea-faring traffic coming in and out through the Harbor. The city tries to keep the harbor clean, but often fails in the attempt. The warehouses can be seen lining the piers in this portion of town, and it's obvious that this isn't the best area of town to be around. Obvious exits: Titan's Headquarters Lower East Sdie Ocean You travel to the northwest, heading for the Lower East Side. New York: Lower East Side For the first few decades of the 20th century, the Lower East Side was a haven for European immigrants who came to New York via Ellis Island, crammed into rundown tenement buildings, and struggled hard to provide for the bare necessities of life. Although the new residents brought their culture and industriousness to the area, it was one of the first glaring examples of modern urban squalor, with overwhelming poverty, cramped conditions, child labor, disease and despair. In its heyday, such figures as the Marx Brothers and George Gershwin called the Lower East Side home, but it has always attracted people on the fringes: immigrants, anarchists, poets, and radicals. The area is known as Loisaida among its heavy Spanish population, which began to grow after World War II. Drugs moved in and old residents began to move out in the 1960s, and the area declined badly. The neighborhood is in transition now; some of the formerly dark, dank blocks south of Houston Street have been invigorated by a new influx of immigrants, many of them Asian, and former denizens of the Villages (both East and West) in search of manageable rents. Obvious exits: Harbor Heliport Soho Greenwich Village Subway Bachelor Flat You travel to the southeast, heading for the New York Harbor. New York Harbor New York Harbor is bustling with activity. A major city, it has a lot of sea-faring traffic coming in and out through the Harbor. The city tries to keep the harbor clean, but often fails in the attempt. The warehouses can be seen lining the piers in this portion of town, and it's obvious that this isn't the best area of town to be around. Obvious exits: Titan's Headquarters Lower East Sdie Ocean You head out into the Atlantic Ocean. Atlantic Ocean You are in the Atlantic Ocean, near the surface. The water is cool most of the time, but much warmer here than in the deeper parts of the ocean. Occasionally some of the larger fish and sea life can be seen swimming nearby, and land -- reefs, rocky islands, sandy beaches -- can be seen in the distance. Obvious exits: Happy Harbor Metropolis Gotham New York Poseidonis

Depths You head in the direction of Metropolis. Metropolis Harbor Metropolis Harbor is bustling with activity. A major city, it has a lot of sea-faring traffic coming in and out through the Harbor. It's kept in decent enough shape, better than most highly industrial harbors. The row of piers along the coastline has a constant flux of ships passing through. Rivers head off to areas further in the city, with tugboats and other smaller ships travelling down the waterways. There is a beach area a little way further down the coast. It's owned by LexCorp and is very well maintained, with hardly a spot of trash anywhere. Obvious exits: St. Martin's Island Ocean You travel to the west, heading for St. Martin's Island. Metro: St. Martin's Island This island borough lies at the mouth of the Hob's and West Rivers. It is roughly divided into two districts. To the east is Uptown: once Metropolis' premier amusement area, it was destroyed in a confrontation between Superman and Ambush Bug. The fairgrounds were recently replaced with high-rise condominiums and corporate office buildings. Much of its beachfront property remains the most expensive in the city. To the west is the East Side, which has the distinction of being the communications and graphics capital of the world. Originally the property of printer Gustav Grimes, The East Side is filled with steel and glass mid-rises that house many of the world's acknowledged geniuses of graphic and commercial art, architecture, and communications. Headquartered here are Metropolis' four daily newspapers (the Daily Planet, the Daily News, the Star, and the Eagle), the communications and publishing conglomerates that own them, and several television and radio networks, including Galaxy Communications, Sun Industries, and UBS, Inc. Obvious exits: Harbor New Troy Planet Krypton Daily Planet Airport From afar, Guest1 waves. Long distance to Guest1: Kid Flash waves. :) Guest1 pages: Kid Flash, what happened to Impulse? You paged Guest1 with 'It's just a TP. ;)'. From afar, Guest1 ohs. You paged Guest1 with 'We have Speedy instead of Arrowette, Aquagirl instead of Dolphin, Kid Flash instead of Impulse, Lilith instead of Secret, and Robin and Wonder Girl in the classic Teen Titans costumes. ;)'. Triumph arrives in Metropolis. Triumph has arrived. [OOC] Triumph waves. [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Yo! +ic?" From afar, Guest1 ews? Long distance to Guest1: Kid Flash snickers. Hey, I ain't suffering. ;) I have a two piece costume for once. ;) Triumph goes IC. From afar, Guest1 chuckles. [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Okay -- you got anything in mind, or should I start?" [OOC] Triumph says, "Not really. Go on ahead." It's midday! Bright and hot and windy, unseasonable for mid-May, but there it is anyway. Metropolis harbor, visible several streets away, sparkles invitingly in the sunshine. The tall buildings, cleaner than those of any other city in the world, don't seem to shadow the streets so much as reflect the ambient light and make the world even brighter. It's through this windy city that Kid Flash, red and gold and a whirlwind in his own right, speeds on his way - headed for the water, taking the shortcut to New York. Triumph soars over the New York City skyline, his wavy blonde hair hopelessly tossed about in flight. The gold portions of his costume look astoundingly bright as he streaks about in jagged motions through the sky, dipping down periodically to survey the streets below. He squints faintly, noticing a disturbance in the normally calm waters and, in a blur of electric blue, he crashes down towards the water only to emerge from his descent in motion, running across the water alongside Kid Flash. He raises an eyebrow at the red and gold-clad youth but says nothing. [OOC] Kid Flash says, "It's Metropolis! :P :)" [OOC] Triumph says, "Right. But I'm coming over from the direction of NYC." [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Oh oh oh! Gotcha." Not looking over, just talking out of the blue, Bart notes a little irately, "The -only- reason you can keep up with me is that I'm Kid Flash and not Impulse. So enjoy it while you can, buster." He goes a -little- faster, but not much -- and he detours around NYC, beginning to follow the coast southwards. That's some spray he's kicking up. Triumph swerves slightly to avoid being completely sprayed and then zips forward, once again at the kid speedster's side. "Pardon?" He looks a tad puzzled. "Oh. God. You're Barry Allen's sidekick, aren't you? Did you use the Cosmic Treadmill? I picked up a copy of the blueprints from a friend but I can't seem to build a working copy..." [OOC] Kid Flash all of a sudden LOL. [OOC] Kid Flash says, "AWESOME!" [OOC] Triumph grins. "-Yes- I'm Barry Allen's sidekick, you gotta problem with that?" asks Bart, jutting his chin forward slightly. Finally he glances at Triumph. "Yeah, but it's...it's been a while. And the Treadmill is in the Flash Museum now. Why do you wanna use it? Time travel's not something for amateurs to muck around with, y'know." He even -sounds- like a young Wally. Triumph squints a bit, still racing at Wally --- er, Bart's side. "Who are you calling amateur, kiddo? I've read more Quantum Mechanics than has even been written when you come from." He starts to lag behind but quickly boosts himself forward. "There are things that you don't know about. Things that could be fixed. Let me come back with you." [OOC] Kid Flash starts laughing again! Oh my god! So -that's- where you were going with that! [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Ooh shit yer gonna be pissed at me." [OOC] Triumph grins. [Titans] Nightwing has disconnected. There's a pause - silence - from Bart's corner. He frowns deeply, eyeing Triumph sideways. "First off, I seriously doubt that. About the Quantum Mechanics. The entire school of thought is horribly outmoded when I come from." It shouldn't be that hard for Triumph to keep up - Bart is running at young-Wally speeds. Significantly below thhe speed of sound. "Secondly, what are you talking about, come back with me? Come back where? I was headed for the T-shaped tower in the East River. The one that the -other- Titans live at." Triumph squints again, accessing his memories as best he can. "The other Titans? Then you're from... Hm..." He pauses, doing his best to keep Kid Flash's pace. "Look, Wally. I worked with your uncle Barry in the Justice League." He name-drops the scarlet speedster and his protege's secret identities quite casually. "Does that mean anything to you, -Wally-?" "Only as much as it meant to me last time you said it, Triumph," answers Bart a little shortly. "What are you getting at? What do you mean, go b- ohhhh, man!" The kid stops suddenly (a big mistake), totally shocked, and immediately falls into the water. Giant splash. Lots more kicked up water. Someone needs to be fished out -- because someone still can't swim. Triumph grinds to a halt, skidding along the surface of the water. He stands there atop the water's surface, completely drenched and looking unamused. He glances around for any sign of the speedster and frowns, realizing where the kid went. He sighs, shrugs, takes a deep breath and dives below the water's surface in search of the quick kid. Kid Flash is easy to find - he hasn't sunk so far, really, at all. After Triumph fishes him out, he coughs and splutters some, taking big deep raspy breaths and looking totally chagrined. Cough, cough. Too much water. Triumph takes in a deep breath and smirks faintly, holding the young man by the scruff of his costume in mid-air. "Thought I lost you back there." [OOC] Kid Flash says, "BRB! Two seconds. ;>" [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Back." Kid Flash dangles. Yep. Looks like a drowned cat, a bit, too - and gives Triumph an apologetic look. "Sorry - that was the light dawning. You think I'm from back then! But I'm not -- I'm not. I'm Wally West, Kid Flash - the Flash's sidekick. But I'm from this year, 1997, and before that I'm from 2982. You got the wrong sidekick, buddy." Triumph raises an eyebrow. "..." He shakes his head to clear the cobwebs out. "... Who am I mistaking you for, then?" "Kid Flash!" answers Kid Flash quite clearly. Clear as mud. "You think I'm Kid Flash, but I'm not. I'm Kid Flash." Triumph looks confused for a moment and then, at last, a sudden clarity dawns over his features. "2982? Wait. I remember something about a future Flash..." He scowls. "You're one of Thawne's cronies, aren't you?" Kid Flash rolls his eyes. "You're on crack if you think I'm a Reverse Flash. I'm Kid Flash, okay? Just ask Barry! I was on my way there anyway." Triumph raises an eyebrow. "Barry Allen's alive?" Kid Flash crosses his arms, still dangling, face set stubbornly. But his eyes, oh, damn, his eyes. There's a world of loss in there. "You can't tell me you haven't seen the Flash plastered all over the news all the time." Triumph nods dimly. "But Barry Allen isn't the Flash any more." He drifts over towards the shore and gently sets Kid Flash down before landing. "The timeline must have been altered. Only because I was already a temporal anamoly, I must have been shielded from its effects." He shoots a sharp glance at Kid Flash. "Think fast, kiddo. What's Green Lantern's hair color?" Starting to shake himself off, Bart pauses. "Black." He begins wringing his costume out, then takes his mask off and shakes his head to get his hair a little drier. And that there is definitely Bart Allen, teenaged features already beginning to resemble Barry's. Triumph raises an eyebrow. "The timelines are merging all around me. Like everything was back during Green Lantern's flirt with insanity." He frowns at Bart. "Look, 'Kid Flash', I don't know what's going on here but something is very, very wrong." Shaking his head now as a negative response to Triumph's observation, Bart raises his eyebrows. "Yeah, something's very wrong, but it's got nothing to do with timelines. It has to do with my team, and you don't need to worry about it, okay? I'm where I belong, and you're where you belong. I'm just not who I'm supposed to be." A beat. "Grok?" Triumph nods slowly, eying the young man. "Whatever you say, Wally. Whatever you say." Kid Flash throws his hands up in the air. "Would you believe me more if I told you I wasn't Wally? Because I'm not. I'm /Wally/." He makes a face and pulls his mask back on. "No, no really, it's useless. I can't even explain because of this darn problem. So. Until it gets fixed, I'm most emphatically not Impulse. I'm not Barry's grandson, I'm his nephew. Do you get it? Come on, Nightwing got it..." Huh? (Type "help" for help.) Triumph blinks several times. "A deception, eh? Well, I hope your ruse works. Strategies like that are usually difficult to pull off. Best of luck, nevertheless... Impulse." He smirks faintly. Kid Flash sighs, and doesn't even bother to correct Triumph now. The guy obviously isn't gonna get it, because he sees what he wants to see. Which is what got Bart and his team into this situation in the first place - Cauldron making sure everyone else saw what she wanted to see. "No...no, it's not a ruse. It's not a deception. It's a pain in the neck. And boy, would I love to see Barry right now," he sighs, then straightens his shoulders. "I oughtta get going. I'm sorry to disappoint you, Triumph." Triumph sighs and simply stands there, massaging the back of his neck with one hand. After a moment, he emits a faint chuckle and grunts a single word, "Kids." Okay, that's it, take the best thing you learned from Superboy and apply it right here, buddy. Bart's gone, but there's a very obvious afterimage of a red-gauntleted Lone Eagle hanging in the air for a split second. Then that's gone too. 'Kids' my arse. [OOC] Kid Flash says, "Hee hee." [OOC] Triumph smirks. You go OOC. Triumph goes OOC. Kid Flash bwahas. You say "Dude, that was -brilliant-." You say "You completely cracked me up." You say "I mean, it was really really sad and pathetic and hurty on one level, and really brilliantly well executed on another level, and fucking hilarious on another. :D" Triumph grins. "You'll get a measure of turnabout if my TP makes it." Kid Flash laughs. Triumph says "What did you think of the app, BTW?" Kid Flash thought it was well-written and wished he had any say in its approval. Triumph says "I'm not sure if I'll get away with the new origin for Solaris but I figured there needed to be a corresponding threat that was keeping Superman too busy to guard Metropolis. And, for whatever reason, I thought back to an old Batman story where a criminal used a phony crim predictor machine to trick Batman into helping him get his underworld rivals behind bars." Kid Flash laughs. ---- Recall end ---- Obviously, Irish blood flows through the veins of this young man. He stands 6' 2", a tower of muscular might and a pillar of powerful presence. His light blonde hair is parted slightly off-center, cascading down to ear-level. His blue eyes twinkle faintly beneath his expressive blonde eyebrows. His skin is pale, his features perfect. His broad jaw is clenched shut. Gold shoulderpads rest atop his shoulders, surrounding his neck loosely. The shoulderpads arch down into a breastplate with stylized V-shaped ingravings carved upon it's metallic surface. Teal cloth tightly hugs his broad, muscular figure, giving way to his large abdominal muscles and rippling biceps. Gold cuffs adorn each wrist, giving way to bare hands. Meanwhile, the teal costume continues downward, a single, solid bodysuit, coating his powerful lower body. Gold boots rise in double archs over each of his shins, trailing down through stylistic contours to thick, golden soles. Kid Flash(#181PX?Jace) Tall and gangly, Kid Flash is a familiar sight. His bright red and yellow costume is well-known: yellow boots, red leggings, yellow shirt coming to a point over his stomach and at the small of his back. Red gauntlets cover his hands, and a red lightning bolt crosses his chest diagonally, stark against the yellow shirt. The half-cowl that disguises his identity from the world is a continuation of his shirt - also yellow, and covering the back and sides of his head, open for the lower half of his face and the top of his head, letting his shock of...brown!...hair free to get mussed by the wind. Golden metal wingtips are attached to the cowl over his ears, and his eyes are bright amber, revealed through the standard 'domino mask' half of his headgear. [Kid Flash looked at you.]