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fluxscape2020-09-30 08:06 pm
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Who: Bruce Wayne and You, also Batman and you!
What: Catch-All for the month of October.
Where: Outside Wechester Enterprises, around the city, rooftops
When: Batman portions are night! Otherwise any time for the others!
OCTOBER 5TH ~ THE GREENS.
The sudden change of landscape made Bruce Wayne even more paranoid and unsure of the area they were in. Beachville was nice - almost like a summer paradise. However, Wechester City reminded him more of his own home. Gotham City. He had to wonder if there were corrupt cops, mobsters running the city, and a gallery of rogues that seemed insane to anyone who didn't know the city. He hoped not.
However... Wechester Enterprises had caught his attention ever since it appeared. It reminded him of his own multi-billion dollar company back home. He needed a job and running his own company seemed like a good enough resume to get in. It would let him poke around and see what was going on inside the company that just appeared seemingly over night. Maybe even find some clues to why these fluxes and everything happened.
For now though, he is sitting on a park bench, enjoying the crisp weather. With one cup from Starkbucks of course.
OCTOBER WHENEVER ~ THE ROOFTOPS OF THE CITY.
It took evidence to show that he had to don the Suit. Enough shady dealings inside the company to make him warrant potentially needing to go in as the Bat. Even now he isn't too sure that he needed to go in as the Bat. Instead he is simply staking out on rooftops near by. Enough to get the idea of the Bat roaming around. If Wechester Cityt was like Gotham... then there was a chance they'd need the Bat.
Otherwise he'd just simply go back to the shadows and be out when needed. Maybe this was something like the White Portuguese... then maybe it only called for the real mask. Bruce Wayne.
OCTOBER WHENEVER ~ PICK IT!
(Have an idea we've plotted out? Go ahead and hit me up here!)
What: Catch-All for the month of October.
Where: Outside Wechester Enterprises, around the city, rooftops
When: Batman portions are night! Otherwise any time for the others!
OCTOBER 5TH ~ THE GREENS.
The sudden change of landscape made Bruce Wayne even more paranoid and unsure of the area they were in. Beachville was nice - almost like a summer paradise. However, Wechester City reminded him more of his own home. Gotham City. He had to wonder if there were corrupt cops, mobsters running the city, and a gallery of rogues that seemed insane to anyone who didn't know the city. He hoped not.
However... Wechester Enterprises had caught his attention ever since it appeared. It reminded him of his own multi-billion dollar company back home. He needed a job and running his own company seemed like a good enough resume to get in. It would let him poke around and see what was going on inside the company that just appeared seemingly over night. Maybe even find some clues to why these fluxes and everything happened.
For now though, he is sitting on a park bench, enjoying the crisp weather. With one cup from Starkbucks of course.
OCTOBER WHENEVER ~ THE ROOFTOPS OF THE CITY.
It took evidence to show that he had to don the Suit. Enough shady dealings inside the company to make him warrant potentially needing to go in as the Bat. Even now he isn't too sure that he needed to go in as the Bat. Instead he is simply staking out on rooftops near by. Enough to get the idea of the Bat roaming around. If Wechester Cityt was like Gotham... then there was a chance they'd need the Bat.
Otherwise he'd just simply go back to the shadows and be out when needed. Maybe this was something like the White Portuguese... then maybe it only called for the real mask. Bruce Wayne.
OCTOBER WHENEVER ~ PICK IT!
(Have an idea we've plotted out? Go ahead and hit me up here!)

Rooftops
Plus, a stake-out on a building rooftop was a good enough reason to put on the suit. A little more practice couldn't hurt.
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Though it rarely did.
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He stands fully and turns just enough so his gaze can go over his shoulder. He won't call out whoever is with him on the rooftop. So far, they haven't presented themselves as friend or foe.
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Rooftops!
And for multiple nights after the change, there would be a woman with a large tool belt up on that roof, climbing on and around the lightning rods. Odd as that was, sometimes small things would be floating around her as she worked. And if he got close enough he might also hear some odd noise that wasn't quite music, but wasn't anything he'd recognize otherwise.
sorry for the delay!
He steps from the shadows, allowing his cape to cover his frame entirely. He raises his eyebrows as he watches the woman climb up and up, noting how she moves around them. He doesn't say anything to announce himself. Most people will just realize he is there anyways.
No worries! And mods said it is still a Castle.Re: sorry for the delay!
Then from the trap door she probably used to get onto the roof came a small squarish one came out. It marched right up to Batman as though their sizes were reversed. "I HAVE BEEN ALLOWED TO KILL TRESPASSERS! PREPARE TO DIE FOOLISH MORTAL!"
The woman had paused in her odd humming, and so heard that. She headed over. "No, you have not," she said, coldly.
"I have!" the small thing insisted. "By your ancestors."
"Semantics, I rescinded that permission and you know it," she snapped, making it to where they were. She glanced at him. "On one hand, sorry about my castle, on another, any particular reason you are trespassing on my rooftops?" she asked, overly large wrench over one shoulder, something that was probably a weapon on her hip.
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The Bat's face remained stoic as ever. He merely glanced down at the small mechanical watchdog before side stepping as to show he meant no harm. Though he had his doubts that it would be enough.
"Castle?" He asked, voice heavily modded by the microphone deep within the suit. It made him sound unnatural -- mystical. It disguised the voice of Bruce Wayne perfectly. "Investigating the city that wasn't here before. Including your... castle."
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The Greens
So too was Beachville. Or apparently, it had always been that way. When school was done, everyone had looked at her like she was mad when she had asked if the town always changed after a storm.
It was a familiar feeling.
So she wanted some fresh air. This was like London, she had seen pictures of how dirty and crowded London was. Oxford wasn't like that at all.
But a park was a park no matter where you went, thank goodness. Her backpack on, she bounced over to the familiar face and smiled at him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Wayne!"
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Bruce had several kinds of smiles. Usually the one people saw was the one of the flirty playboy. The rarer, gentler, more genuine one? That was the one that Alice received. He found her innocence a breath of fresh air after how life in Gotham had been. In a lot of ways, he supposed that this was the chance he should of given Superman. For all the issues the Kryptonian caused? He seemed to have the same sort of "good" outlook on life.
Or maybe he was reading too much into things.
"I take it you're on your way home from school?"
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"I've never been in a city like this before... I'm glad I somehow found my way to the park, though."
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"I think I might be able to help with that." Bruce nodded to the city. "Gotham is a bit like this city."
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The Greens
She doesn't risk going inside though. For the most part, she just hangs around outside at different times of the day, quietly watching and tracking whatever she can. There are times when she skirts along the perimeter, keeping an eye out for cameras or security guards while she tries to get a rough idea of the outside layout.
This time, she is standing near some park benches with her hands in her pockets and frowning to herself as she eyes the building.
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Corruption, foul play, lies, mob support. Bruce was sure all of it was apart of it. It was a typical M.O. of Gotham City. Of course, maybe it wasn't the exact same, but... something similar.
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"It hasn't right from the beginning. At least now the outside kind of matches the...strangeness of it." She shrugged a bit, glancing around.
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Rooftops
So Beast had made a habit of only coming out at night until he could be sure everything would be alright otherwise. It was easy to scale up to the rooftops of places when one had claws that could easily sink into the architecture. So there he was, a figure skulking about eight-feet tall and with a cape on.
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Why seeing the hulking beast figure made him uncomfortable... he had no idea. Maybe this place is making him slip. Or maybe he's already lost his mind and he is in Arkham, in the cell next to Lex Luthor. Either way, the six-foot-two bat shaped cowl wearing man watches the Beast scale the building.
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Then there's a whiff of something in the air and Bruce is going to see something a little odd. Sniff. Sniff sniff. He lifts his head up, trying to catch the scent of someone who is close by like a dog or a wolf would. That's right, he's trying to smell Batman out.
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Oh, hi, Batdad. Rooftops? Rooftops.
But it's been months since she's done any good web-swinging, and she wants to investigate the place. What better way than from up high, right?
So now, there's a girl in a pretty awesome get-up, running from roof to roof, landing some fairly impossible jumps aaaand...
Using a line of webbing to turn herself around in mid-air when someone in a nearby alley screams loudly. For help? The Spider can't quite tell, so she heads in it's direction, expecting the worst.
Of course a city like this would have crime. Beachville was too nice. Obviously, now it was time for things to get a little wild.
The twist in mid-air is like a dance move, probably obviously something she's done millions of times, and the way she lands en pointe on the railing of a fire escape is pretty telling, too.
Surveying the scene in the alley, she sighs some in frustration. It's not a crime. Just a bunch of very drunk people, out having a good time and getting rowdy.
Crouching and balancing on her toes, she watches the people go. It's obvious from the way the eye shapes of her mask move that she's irritated, but she still leans from her perch, using her sticking to ensure she doesn't fall to make sure their walk down the street is relatively drama-free.
She guesses it could be worse, though honestly? She was just super looking forward to a fight.
definitely the rooftops!
He has something that catches his attention more.
As quick as she might look up, the Bat has turned and walked away from the edge. The tips of his cape can be seen as he seemingly disappears back into the shadows. His eyes are on that building.
Re: definitely the rooftops!
She's going to do her best to follow as stealthily as possible. This means climbing up the side of the building, using her Sticking instead of webs and jumping, and doing this quickly as she can.
Once she gets to the roof and Wechester Enterprises is in view, she looks around for any sign of the guy, keeping her ears open as best as she can.
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This Rooftop is infested with spider teens. wow.
But that didn't mean he could stop patrolling because the moment he did he was sure there'd be a rise in crime. He flips onto a rooftop and glances around. He's about to pull his mask off but there's a slight tingling at the back of his neck and he stops.
"I know you're there." He states, probably not very intimidating.
The Bat is counting three and keeping an eye out on you kids now!
The Bat steps from the shadows as he is called out. Standing over six-feet tall and a hulking giant -- he is the intimidating one. Especially as the cape drapes over his frame to hide the details of his body. The ears on the cowl are shorter but they do give off the illusion of a pointed shadow.
"A sixth sense?" He asks, voice heavily modulated.
This one hasn't turned invisible at least.
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What is this guy doing on the roof top anyway? Isn't that a crime? Loitering or something? And what's with the creepy voice?
"Who wants to know?" He asks suspiciously, crossing his arms and looking well... even more like a kid with the stance he's got going on.
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