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 Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 5:10 pm
 The Outsider base is the name of one of Slade's many secret bases. It's location kept secret from the world using leftover tech Slade stole from Batman and the Watchtower. Slade now plan's to use it to train his own team of heroes and villains that he will use for various reasons. The Base is equipped with many unique vehicles and even some high tech equipment that Slade keeps under constant surveillance and under heavy blast doors. Current Members of Slade's Outsiders:
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 5:28 pm
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Slade Wilson
Current Armor:Nth Metal
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Promethium Lance (Power Staff), 2 Promethium Longswords, 2 high powered pistols w/ APR, 1 Assault rifle /w explosive APR, 1 SMG with HPR, 2 regular grenades, 2 cryo grenades, 1 Concussive Grenade, 1 Super Bomb(Slade's special flashbang)
Slade walked up to the two unconscious men sitting in the chairs there arms shackled behind them. He had done research on both the two young men sitting before him. "Wake up boys. Sleep time is over and there is work to be done." He said in deep tone as he looked at the men who were seated at the large metal table. As they would slowly awake at the sound of his voice . They would feel the cool metal chairs beneath them and a bag placed over there head that they would be capable of removing of there own fruition. Slade took extra caution to make sure both of the young heroes were kept completely safe of harm. Though Slade was no fool and had made sure they were completely unarmed and in case Jeremiah tried to try anything he was soaked in water.
Slade remained standing at the end of the table in his full clad armor. Staring and analyzing the two waiting for them to awake and gain there bearings. Watching there every movement, curious as to how they would react in an unknown environment with know clue on how they got here. OOC:
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 6:03 pm
 Jeremiah Williams ↱◉ Side: Good / ◉ Race: Meta-Human / ◉ Occupation: Student / ◉ Powers: Pyrokinesis (Details) ______________________________________________________________
"Arghhhh...my head...", Jeremiah groaned as he started to wake up and found that he couldn't move as freely as he did before. Not only that he noticed it was dark and only a few moments after that to realize that there was something over his head. This was enough to make him jump a bit. Ah~!", However when he did so his hand seemed to have something heavy around them on the wrist. Jeremiah also felt a bit cold and took a few more moments to think about why this would be before determining it was either water, ice, or a cold room.
Having now figured out he was in a pickle and that it would take a while for him to evaporate the water enough to activate his powers he slowly moved his hand up, head slightly down, and took off the bag that was on his head. When he did so his dreads got a bit messy and he also had a look of annoyance on his face. "Last time I checked I was suppose to be with my campus symphony heading to a concert hall...", he said as he looked at Slade with his annoyed look. "But here I am, drenched, shackled, and in front of an intimidating figure...It's like junior prom all over again man...", Jeremiah paused to look Slade over a bit. "But you're better then the date back then so I guess I can go with it...", Jeremiah finished as he sighed and looked at the guy next to him.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 6:39 pm
 Marcel was merely walking earlier before blacking out. It was just a simple trail through the park in Coast City. Now his brown irises scanned what was in front of hin, which was nothing but pitch black. The voice around him echoed in his ears, telling the "boys" to wake up. The man's voice speaking was unrecognizable, but the other male's voice was. Bringing his hand up, the male realized they were pulled back behind a cool metal surface; a chair. He would be able to get his way out the shackles and bag soon enough, but for now, he made the simple of moves. Rocking his body, the bag covering his face fell down after yanking it off with moving his head and neck around. His eyes began to adjust to the light around him as he glanced around at the directions of both voices. First thing he was armor, a mixture of Orange and black. The other person with him was a familiar face after all. It was the male he helped rescue weeks back. He turned back to look at the armored male, wondering what this was all about.
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Josh Starwind Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 7:09 pm
Deathstroke
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Slade Wilson
Current Armor:Nth Metal
Current Equipment:
Promethium Lance (Power Staff), 2 Promethium Longswords, 2 high powered pistols w/ APR, 1 Assault rifle /w explosive APR, 1 SMG with HPR, 2 regular grenades, 2 cryo grenades, 1 Concussive Grenade, 1 Super Bomb(Slade's special flashbang)
Slade ignored the jokes coming from Jeremiah and watched them as they both looked on at him. Marcel seemed to be trying analyze the situation and wait for him to explain things and Jeremiah also seemed curious. Slade pulled out a pda and pressed a button on it that released the two from the shackles. Before pressing another button that showed pictures of the damage to Metropolis, Gotham, and Coast city. After the attacks from Atlantis and the Yellow Lantern Nathaniel. He then pressed another button that showed footage of the heroes desparately fighting off the attack untrained and with no cohesive teamwork. "I have been watching this new brand of heroes and I have found them wanting. They run wild and untrained, causing countless amounts of damage and chaos. Hell some of you even kill innocence. Not that I care mind you. However what I do care about is untrained children running around causing me problems." he pressed another button turning off the monitor. "Now this is where you two come in. I am a known criminal and the states and while I won't refute my charges it makes some of the things I wish to accomplish difficult. However you both are new bloods looking to do good in the world. So here's the deal, I will offer you training and tools in which you can use to do good, or whatever you want to do. In return you will do me a favor and keep an eye out on untrained villains and heroes alike in which we can bring in and re-educate. As well as keep an eye out on any new information in which I can use to my advantage. I personally would like to get up into the watchtower and learn what happened to the Justice League and I am sure you two would be just as curious as well." Slade's deep voice spoke with a serious tone that showed both honesty yet held deeper meaning. To be honest Slade could care less about the Justice League however Jericho and Rose have been missing for too long and he intended to find out what happened to them and bring them back. OOC:
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 7:41 pm
Jeremiah Williams ↱◉ Side: Good / ◉ Race: Meta-Human / ◉ Occupation: Student / ◉ Powers: Pyrokinesis (Details) ______________________________________________________________
When the shackles where released from around his wrist and rubbed them. He wasn't entirely sure of this man, so he keep his eyes on him at all times. Jeremiah, now listening to Deathstroke and raise his brow and give a slightly puzzled look. Not only that the fact that this guy had so much information and has been monitoring things from afar was much more surprising and also to some sense disturbing. "First off that's pretty cool, I mean the watching everything and second off a bit creepy...", he said referring to what was on the monitor a few moments ago. "But you got a point...It was one big mess...", Jeremiah added knowing that Deathstroke was more then right about that. When he than mention ed how he was a criminal and not only that he heard the rest about letting them do good like they wanted if they worked to a sense for him and gave him information that he wanted and needed. This to Jeremiah's sense was even more strange and even made his stomach turn a bit when he thought of all the horrible things that this guy had done in his career.
"So basically you want us to be the start of your gang of little fighters that recruits others if needed?", he asked as he tried to heat up, but his drenched clothing only made a little steam come off as he was letting his anger get the better of him a bit. "I mean sure I wanna know what the hell happened to the Justice League and the others." Jeremiah paused to look seriously at Deathstroke. "But what the hell do you plan on doing if we do all this? I mean there's a philosophic saying: Not all good deeds lead to a positive outcome...",he asked and said as he knew that he most-likely not going to get an answer, but still had to question this man. Deathstroke was someone that was a threat, but Jeremiah also couldn't deny that if he wanted to do good he had to train himself in a place like this with the proper equipment. His moral, personal, and also logic of reasoning seemed to be fighting each other at this moment on whether to say yes or no. Hell it wasn't easy when a questionable guy like this sudden pulls a fast one like this.
"What do you think?", Jeremiah now looked to Marcel as he himself didn't want to decide. It was just strange, but at the same time this was a one shot deal that may never appear before him again.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 9:30 am
A part of him sighed in relief that he was not captured by the League. After all, he just sent one of their men to his frozen grave among other things. He still wanted to toy around with Jonathan a bit however, but that would be for later. Instead,, he turned his attention back to the male who captured him. "Colonel Slade Wilson aka Deathstroke, correct?"He did not need to know him fully we to understand his methods. Only a few people had the capabilities he possessed: The original Batman, few members of the League of Assassins and Deathstroke. With his shackles now released, he rubbed his wrists a bit, seemingly popping a bone back in place. He was considering escaping them by pain if the force was hostile, but the male before them provided something different. He was looking for a group of heroes to keep an eye out on not just the heroes that were doing a bit worse at the moment, but villains as well. "And the offer for us is better training, eh?"The thought played through his head a bit. He was good, but good did not count the fact that he was knocked out and dragged to a base. Jeremiah was a bit lacking as well. "I guess it's no more of a surprise that I caused the mist of ice a few weeks back during your heated argument. For myself in terms of watching the heroes and villains, I say why not?"He had nothing better to do at the moment other than go to school and continue a rivalry with the Emerald Archer. His words towards Jeremiah were a bit joking, but he was serious about becoming better, monitoring others and of course learning what really happened to the original heroes.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2014 11:29 am
Deathstroke
aka
Slade Wilson
Current Armor:Nth Metal
Current Equipment:
Promethium Lance (Power Staff), 2 Promethium Longswords, 2 high powered pistols w/ APR, 1 Assault rifle /w explosive APR, 1 SMG with HPR, 2 regular grenades, 2 cryo grenades, 1 Concussive Grenade, 1 Super Bomb(Slade's special flashbang)
Slade smiled behind his mask as he watched the two would be heroes analyze the situation presented to them. The difference between there tactics was instantly apparent. Jeremiah seemed more casual and up front with his response however still showed control and forethought even questioning Slade's motives. Where as the Arsenal Marcel seemed to keep quiet though did reveal who he was which showed the boy was not completely lost in the situation.
Though what made Slade truly smile behind his mask was when they both agreed to work for him. "Well then since you are in agreement. I already have 2 prime targets." He said pressing a button on a pad and showing two figured. The first a beautiful young blonde woman. "Meet the new Black Canary. Trained by the previous before she mysterious vanishing. She has a killed instinct that would become borderline psychopathic. Willing to use lethal force without restraing. I think she would be a perfect new recruit into our little band and maybe if we are lucky we can calm her of her destructive personality, or atleast direct it. Marcel I would like you to accompany me to retrieve her. As I highly doubt she will come with us willingly and I won't like making her retrieval as simple as possible." He then pressed another button and showed the new Green Lantern. "This is our other target. He has already shown to be unstable and has fallen into the power of the red lanterns. He is incredibly dangerous and should not be left unwatched. Jeremiah this was why I thought you would be perfect for the team. I want you to get close to him and watch him make sure he doesn't continue to fall into the red and if he does find out his weakness so if necessary we can take him down. You will also be our way into the Watchtower if these new found heroes find a way in." Slade then walked around to a locker that held all of Arsenals equipment and a uniform that Jeremiah could use if he so chose. "I have supplied you both with equipment fit for your job. If you have any questions this is your opportunity to ask them. If you don't think your up to the tasks at hand. This also the time to let me know. I will return you back to your beds and you will have no memory of this conversation ever happening." Slade had hoped they would agree but he was not going to leave it to chance and had acquired an unique memory device that could wipe the last 24 hours from somebodies mind. OOC:
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:03 am
Jeremiah Williams ↱◉ Side: Good / ◉ Race: Meta-Human / ◉ Occupation: Student / ◉ Powers: Pyrokinesis (Details) ______________________________________________________________
Jeremiah listened to Deathstroke and heard the names as well as their powers of which they should target. He was a bit skeptical at first about the entire idea, but the more he listened the more he seemed to agree with him. However that was until he said 'eliminate'. this making him give a rather displeased look on his face as he seemed to be in a large disagreement with killing someone unless it was a last resort measure and if others were going to be in serious danger. "Alright, but I won't 'eliminate' anyone unless others lives are in complete danger...", he said stating his believe without so much of hesitation in his voice. "Other then that I will do my best to make sure he doesn't fall deeper into a pit of anger and rage...", Jeremiah added as he looked over the equipment, even the suit that seemed to be water proof and much more suitable for the work of a hero. "As for the Watch Tower, I'll try to make sure to get in there I guess...", he said as he still seemed wary of Deathstroke's plans and motives for doing this. It wasn't everyday someone like him just kidnaps meta-humans and asked them for a team, though only in his overall interest, but still a team.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 4:10 pm
Marcel watched and only listened as Deathstroke began to lay out his master plan. The first person of interest was a female: Blonde hair with a white and blue suit. He was tasking the young aspiring nurse to assist him with the task. She sounded a bit like him, except the male wanted to point out that he did not kill anyone; he merely maimed them for a while and by while that meant it would take years before they could fully recover and commit crimes. The other target was the hero himself: The Green Lantern. According to Deathstroke's reports however, the male was becoming corrupted somehow. He left that task to Jeremiah. He was tasked with becoming a mole in the operations where hopefully everything went well. Deathstroke finally announced that they were each equipped for their missions. He merely rose from the chair, nearing the locker. "I've nothing better to do, so I say let's get this started."He opened the locker, staring down at the gear that was otherwise presented to him. The male merely wasted little time in gearing up.
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Josh Starwind Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 6:34 pm
Deathstroke
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Slade Wilson
Current Armor:Nth Metal
Current Equipment:
Promethium Lance (Power Staff), 2 Promethium Longswords, 2 high powered pistols w/ APR, 1 Assault rifle /w explosive APR, 1 SMG with HPR, 2 regular grenades, 2 cryo grenades, 1 Concussive Grenade, 1 Super Bomb(Slade's special flashbang)
When both heroes agreed to work for the mercenary. Slade couldn't help but take it as a mental victory. Both would prove to be incredibly valuable pawns in his work of tracking down where Rose and Jericho were sent to and there was always the bonus of using them to gather further intel on many of the new heroes and villains appearing. This was too perfect an opportunity.
Slade then pulled out two transmitter and tossed them to the heroes. "After we leave here you will not be able to return. I have rigged a transporter to take you out out of here and keep this location a secret. Whenever you believe you have something to report. I activate the transmitter and I will come to you as soon as possible. Other than that you will have to rely on each other to complete your respective goals. If all goes well you will have a new ally in the Black Canary. Now suite up and meet me to the transport room. We have work to do." Slade then left both the heroes to get ready and head out while he headed to his hangar to prep the ship to take them to there respective locations first dropping Jeremiah off in Metropolis and then bring Marcel to the last known whereabouts of the Black Canary. He had paid the Calculator good money to maintain her whereabouts just as he had paid him for Jeremiah and Marcel's. OOC: You guys can feel free to do a few posts amongst yourselves and talk about the dangers of working with Slade if you want. Or you can just head to the hangar and we can head out to our respective locations.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 6:49 pm
Jeremiah Williams ↱◉ Side: Good / ◉ Race: Meta-Human / ◉ Occupation: Student / ◉ Powers: Pyrokinesis (Details) ______________________________________________________________
Jeremiah would hear Marcel agree to help Deathstroke as well and he would give a sigh of relief knowing he wouldn't be the only one to be working for this rather questionable figure. However he was still wary and very concerned with what this man's plans involved and just how much he wanted from them before he found them useless and disposable. Jeremiah couldn't think on this too long however as Deathstroke would address them and toss them transmitters to use to call him as this location needed to remain hidden and out of sight of others.
"Will do captain serious...", Jeremiah said with a sigh as he watched Deathstroke leave so they could get ready. "Well better get changed I guess...", Jeremiah said as he grabbed the suit that was giving to him and he went into what seemed to be a more private area to change out of his still slightly damped clothing into the black tight suit that seemed to have a nice green line and logo on them. When he walked out,he was fully suited up, he looked at the finger-less gloves a bit as he adjusted his hand in them. Jeremiah then tried to look at his butt, seeming as if to examine it. "Does this thing make my a** look big?", he now asked Marcel, though he was sure his new partner could careless about his a**. "I mean seriously this is my first time wearing one of these things, so I don't really know...", he added before flexing a bit to get use tot he feel of his suit.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 7:59 pm
As Deathstroke walked out to the leave the two to their own personal time, Marcel merely lifted his shirt upwards. What did he really need them for? The reports on him were never good. Did he have another motive for recruiting them? He slipped on the dark unitard like fabric as it hugged every edge of his body. "I think it shows your figure a lot better."He merely mused with his words to the male. It would not be the first time he saw the male naked, though Marcel was not glancing to know that he was already suited up. He merely smirked a bit while glancing up at the small mirror before focusing back on his clothing, pulling the mask up to his mouth and nose while placing on the yellow contacts. With the vest and boots fully equipped, he tossed the hood on after placing the arrows in the quiver on his back before hefting up the bow. He thoroughly examined everything before turning to look at Jeremiah closely. "I think it suits you. You had your powers almost out of check the last time, no?"The tone in his voice had changed, adopting a much deeper tone. He snapped the bow into parts rather than simply choosing to carry it around. He sat down in the same chair, his mind focusing back to what was the man's real motivations for pulling someone like him and Jeremiah out the blue. He'd highly doubt his recent antics at the museum had done enough to get him noticed that fast. Perhaps he was watching a lot of things from the beginning. His eyes began to examine the trajectory of the place before turning back to Jeremiah. "Perhaps it helps keep them in check better?"
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 8:22 pm
Jeremiah Williams ↱◉ Side: Good / ◉ Race: Meta-Human / ◉ Occupation: Student / ◉ Powers: Pyrokinesis (Details) ______________________________________________________________
Jeremiah would hear Marcel and grinned at him. "Thanks, this think is a little tight though...", he said flexing in the mirror a bit more before looking at Marcel when he wondered if it kept his powers in check. "Yea for the most part the watch keep track, but it's a little busted...still works though...", Jeremiah said answering his question. When it came to the suit its self handling his powers, Jeremiah wondered himself. "I don't know about that, I still have to watch just to be safe...", he said showing his partner his limiter watch. "But never hurts to see...", he said as he closed his eyes and then focused his powers to surrounded his body. Jeremiah's eyes turned a neon green and his body a darker emerald green as the same colored flames surrounded his body. When this was done he looked at his hands and then grinned at Marcel. "Well safe to say this suit does help maintaining and balancing out my heat and powers...", Jeremiah added as he used the flames to make himself hoover off the ground a bit and then he glided over to Marcel.
When he reached Marcel he would float around him and smile a bit. "You don't look half bad in that black suit ya know...", Jeremiah said now complimenting his partner back. "Anyway...You sure we can trust Deathstroke? I mean he's not exactly the nicest guy from what I've heard. Not only that some of the things he does is bat s**t crazy...", he asked and stated as he was still floating around with his flames activated.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2014 9:32 pm
Marcel merely watched as Jeremiah made a few tests with his new suit. The concept and design was a bit remarkable, but Marcel had stopped paying attention to a lot of flashy things as he got older. How durable and strong it was remained to be determined. "I suppose it has a badass flare to it that only you can pull off."He had rarely seen the other male in a fight, except for that previous encounter. During then, it seemed more like a rescue of others and wanting to get the flames put down than a victory over the man with the deformed face or mask. A small smirk rested under his mask as the male took to floating around him with his abilities. He complimented his own suit, making him chuckle a bit. "Believe it or not, this thing is more sturdy than it looks. Unless you have the proper training for it, it can break some limbs trying to get in it. How are you in terms of our last outing in Coast City?"It was a two-way question: How was he doing in general as well as how good was he in a fight now. "As for Deathstroke, I really don't, but our goals seem to have something to deal with the League as a whole. Perhaps there's something he wants for us to really achieve in return for allowing us to achieve some goals of our owns."He left from the chair, standing up as Jeremiah floated around. "Well I'm ready when you are, unless you're enjoying yourself a bit more in hovering around me like a fly."He joked with the male as he closed the locker doors. There was really no need for them to waste time any longer when a plan was presented before them.
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