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"Yes, I have a question also." Megatron started, really ticked now that that the one to incur his anger was now in front of him. "What would make you think that I would take orders from a fleshling like you?" He asked "As a matter of fact, what is keeping me and-" He looked around at the others, "-them from ripping you apart right now. My blade hasn't tasted an organic's blood in a while"


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IC: The Timebroker

 

The short man looked back towards Revan and smiled. "I know a great many things. The Exile is fine, Revan. Unfortunately, she alongside the Jedi she trained were the ones to strike you down. At one time, she may have been a student; a friend; but of course we all know how those disloyal Jedi can be, hmm?"

 

The man eyed Megatron next. "None of you are under any obligation to undertake this task. I can send you back to your home realities and hopefully, for those who choose to stay and complete the task ahead of them, you won't meet the fate that lies in wait for you. Unless you enjoy humoring the idea of becoming scrap metal while Starscream commands in your stead?"

 

The Timebroker had the tendency to be rather persuasive by elective use of the truth.

 

TAG: Revan, Megatron

 

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IC as Cerebella and the Timebroker

 

A lot was going on around her, so of course she had to get to the bottom of things to stay within the loop. The tall one, the one the small man addressed as Megatron, had mentioned that she had asked a very common question. Upon hearing what likely happened to the others, she was curious as to what happened to her. She kept those wandering thoughts inside, biting her lip nervously.

 

"So what exactly do we have to fix again? Does it involve the Skull Heart?"

 

The Timebroker gave a slight shake of his head. "Only in your reality, my dear. The 'Skull Heart' falls into the wrong hands and the Medici family falls... and you with it."

 

TAG: All nearby

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Revan sagged a little and let out a sigh.

 

"Meetra was a... Very close friend, and the news that she is still alive is good to hear, to many good people died in the last two wars, I'm glad she hasn't met the same fate as malak. I care not if she chooses to strike me down, I deserve what ever she does to me"

 

Revan turned to face harley, then cecil, and finally, with a sigh of defeat he walked over to the timebroker.

 

"I shall do what you ask, on one condition"

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Cecil watched the man and listened. He was glad for an explanation as to why they were here, and also an interruption to the bickering of the others. It was good to know that wouldn't be the sole purpose of their being here. It wasn't how he would've wanted to spend an eternity.

 

 

Cecil was rather surprised at how concerned this man was about time at first, but then remembered Carlos when he first moved to Night Vale. It had taken Cecil forever to get him to stop worrying about the clocks and time not working. Maybe it was more important other places?

 

The part about the kinks in the all of the different worlds that was especially disconcerting. He had heard once that Night Vale was wedged between bits and pieces of other worlds. What if Night Vale was one of the kinks? Cecil decided it would be better not to ask.

 

The man in the green vest was sharing the fates of some of the others in this room. Based on reactions of the others, he could pin more names to faces now. Cecil's heart sank when his fate was shared. How could simply being a part of Night Vale's community have him put in an asylum? And worse! What if all of Night Vale's residents were doomed to this fate? But...he could change it, if he could be the hero the Timebroker said he was. He could save Night Vale. And others.

 

Cecil stepped forward and picked up a Tallus. He didn't particularly care about the format of Tallus he received.

 

"I accept," Cecil announced. "But I do have a question. What does the job of being one of these heroes entail, exactly?"


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Megatron growled under his breath. While the idea of doing someone else's work was distasteful to him, having Starscream lead the Decepticons was ten times worse than that. "You have made your point, I will help, but only when and how I see fit. And after this endeavor is over, you will return me to my place as leader of the Decepticons. Do we have a deal?"


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IC as The Timebroker and Cerebella

 

The End of Time

 

The Timebroker remained as even-toned as when he first spoke. As truly impressive and threatening that both a Decepticon and a Sith Lord could be, these things didn't seem to faze the small man in the green vest.

 

"You ask for conditions I may not be able to provide, Revan. But, please, voice them."

 

He continued speaking to those who volunteered. "Being one of these 'heroes' does not entail very much, as you may be surprised to hear. Simply fulfill the mission the Tallus briefs you on to the best of your abilities and repair the reality by doing so. This isn't without its risks of course; the chance exists that each of you could possibly die in these worlds." He knew the news would prove to be rather grim indeed. "Death is inevitable, I'm afraid. It is what humans tend to cling to, correct? The notion of survival no matter the cost?"

 

"We indeed have a deal, Megatron." He spoke of him as an equal among equals, not indicating the Decepticon's rank. "Should you succeed in these repairs, you will be sent back to your own reality and by your strength and intelligence alone, you will surely take your place as leader of your group once again."

 

"Three have offered their aid. Who else perhaps?" He looked to Harley, Cerebella, Bayonetta, Shen, and Sly.

 

"I'm going too!" Cerebella's thoughts drifted to the circus and her close friend, Feng. The acrobat stood next to Megatron's heel and her hat flexed its muscles as if to impress those around her. "I mean, we're going. Right Vice?" The hat once again gave a flex of approval, the massive arms crossing as if waiting for instruction as well.

 

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"Intresting." Sly stated. Sly took out his communicator system after turning away form Megatron. "Psst, hey Bentley, can you hear me?" He asked. There was only static. No answer from Bentley. He then put it away. "Whatever's going on here, I'm sure there's a way to fix it. I guess we all have to work together at some point..." Sly thought to himself.  

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Revan nodded and walked over to the chest.

 

"I shall help you with one worlds problems, and after that you take me to see Meetra, and once I've dealt with that issue I shall return and continue to help you mend reality, do we have a deal?"

 

Revan grabbed a tallus, that was in the shape of a holo projector.

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IC as The Timebroker

 

The End of Time

 

"Indeed, Sly Cooper. While individually you all possess skills of varying degrees in which to get the job done, this monumentous task cannot be accomplished by just one person alone." The man smiled at the thief, motioning towards the chest of Talluses. "The choice is yours."

 

The Timebroker sighed as he heard Revan's request and shook his head. "Sadly, I can't guarantee that until a majority of these 'kinks' are taken care of. As it stands, you're already dead in her reality, Revan." The short man tried his best to explain, knowing that perhaps the Sith needed a bit more of an incentive. "I can however, offer you this..." He motioned above them and almost as if playing a clip over-and-over, a glimpse of the Jedi Exile could be seen. She, along with her Jedi companions, move about within the Academy on Telos.

 

"It is but a glimpse of the reality in which you are from. If I were to send you there now, later, or at any point while these realities remain in disarray, your fate would not change. Though, even if your missions are met with success, the chance still exists that you may indeed succumb to the sands of time."

 

TAG: Sly, Revan

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IC: Tiger Shen

 

It took Shen a while to grasp what was going on. But in the end, it was essentially the same problem he had already saved his own world from. Things were out of balance and they needed him to fix it. Well, that was his job as a spirit monk after all, wasn't it? He stepped forward. "I'll go. If you need to restore things to their natural order, I think I'm obligated to help you."

 

He reached into the chest and took a Tallus similar to the Dragon Amulet.


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She yawned; quite bored by all the 'saving the world' speak. "I suppose I could do it again." she thought to herself while walking over to the chest.

 

"Some of these are quite gaudy..." Bayonetta picked a small charm and attached it to one of her small chains running along her body.

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 Cecil watched as the Tallus he picked up formed itself into a sort of bracelet and cinched itself around his wrist. This wristband would be the key to his part in saving time and all of the other worlds. It would be incredibly risky, as the Timebroker said, and he wouldn't be able to talk to anyone back home, as the Timebroker also said. He could disappear and no one back home would know what happened to him or where he went. Although it seemed like he would be pretty much okay if he obeyed what they Tallus said. He might get to go home, though it didn't seem very likely. At all. 

 

 Cecil sighed. However this ends up, he and everyone else would still be the safest if they obeyed the Tallus. At least, that's what the Timebroker said. Cecil tried not to think about what would happen if the Timebroker were lying, and decided it would be better to go along with what he and the Tallus said. If the Tallus could talk, that is. 

 

 "You said we would receive orders from the Tallus, right? Well, how do we receive those orders? Does it just tell us or do we have to activate it? Or something?" Cecil asked, inspecting the device wrapped around his wrist.

 

((OOC: Sorry this post took forever, I've been really busy this past week!  :o ))


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Megatron reached into the chest and took one of the items. It was in the shape of a ball, 'Not unlike the Matrix' he thought. Megatron then opened his chest, revealing his spark, and joined the sphere with it. He immediately felt a surge that left as quickly as it came. He closed his chestplate, and waited for whoever else would agree to this mission.


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Harley Quinn

 

"No, no, no, no, no, hmmm.... no." More and more of the talluses went flying as Harley checked them onto her "not to use list". Finally she decided on a small scepter topped with the head of a smiling clown not dissimilar from the kind used by court jesters during the medieval period. "It sorta reminds me of puddin' in a way" she said dreamily before stashing it wherever she kept her giant mallet, bazooka, and other assorted weaponry.

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(OOC: Attention everyone! I'm currently at work and a BIG post will be coming soon since everyone seems to have received their Talluses. I'll make sure to include everyone in the upcoming post, and if you have other questions for the Timebroker, I suggest you ask them now!

 

Look forward to the post tonight everyone!)

 

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Sly went to the chest and picked up his Tallus. He deicded to make it an extended part of his cane, which made it turn into a blade. "Whoa...pretty fancy..." Sly said as he took his newly refurbished cane and started to do some light combative moves with it making sure not to hit someone else. 

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She watched as others approached the chest and contemplated what the Timebroker had told her. Was it true? It had to be if she was here, right? She shook her head and looked up at her partner. “Well Vice? Now would be no time to stop the show, eh?” The girl smiled and sauntered towards the chest, hips swaying as she bent over semi-flirtatiously as she rummaged through the chest with one hand.

 

She pulled out the trinket: a badge with a fishbone emblem upon it. Instantly, she felt a pang of regret. Her eyes went up to the Timebroker as she clutched the badge to her chest. “If we succeed, you could take us back to any point in our timeline?” She asked, looking to those who were to be part of her “troupe” as it were. Harley and Sly seemed to fit in nicely with some sort of circus theme of course, but that was just Cerebella's own casual observation.

 

TAG: None really

 

IC as The Timebroker

 

The short man gave a slow nod as he watched the eight individuals select their devices, seemingly paying no mind to where they had placed them. He then spoke once again, fielding the final questions.

 

“Yes Cerebella, I could return you to any point in your own timeline should the others be repaired.”

 

His gaze shifted from Sly, Harley, and Megatron as a soft chuckle escaped him, humored slightly by their actions. His attention was then drawn to Cecil.

 

“The Tallus will speak to each of you, communicating as a whole for the most part. You may ask it questions regarding your current mission and it will be able to provide guidance, but will not be able to solve the problems without your interaction. When a mission starts, the Tallus will glow.” And as if emphasizing the tubby mans point, the Talluses did just that.

“Once they begin glowing, they will teleport you to the affected reality. Once there, it will brief you of the status of the world and what needs to be done. Once your objective (or objectives) are completed, the Tallus will glow once more and the process repeats itself.”

 

He smirked at Bayonetta. “The Tallus is merely a tool. When is the last time you've witnessed a screwdriver having some temporal significance?” The man jested, as if hinting to an inside joke.

 

"Alright, then," he started, "good luck to you all."

 

And before anyone could react, a pinkish portal, exactly like the one that brought them all here, appeared above each one of them. There was a BLINK and the Tallus' activated the teleportation simultaneously for each person...

 

 

 

Chapter 1: Rock-A-Bye Batty - - -

 

The new team of heroes now found themselves atop a large rooftop. The city below was shrouded in an eerie fog. The city itself seemed to be... deserted. All would have been quiet if not for the panicked screams of many people within the city itself.

 

Cars littered the streets. Car alarms echoed in the distance. The fog shrouded much of the city, keeping whatever what on the ground fairly out of sight.

 

The Tallus that each person carried actually spoke to them...with a voice. Yes, there was a voice coming out of the talisman. Simultaneously, the Tallus' said almost in an echo:

 

Gotham City. Earth. 1995.

 

Mere days ago the Scarecrow, criminal mastermind and enemy of Gotham's protector Batman, unleashed a horrible airborne hallucinogen all over Gotham City in an attempt to gain control and incapacitate the Batman. Despite his best efforts, the Dark Knight had been ill-prepared for this surprise assault on his city and has succumbed to the effects of the hallucinogen himself...

 

Not only has the hero of Gotham fallen prey to this toxin, but all of Gotham now lives in constant fear of their own nightmares as they seemingly become real before their eyes. The Scarecrow continues to maintain his veritable stranglehold on the psyches of Gotham's residents while dubbing himself “Prince of Nightmares”.

 

You must help the citizens of Gotham find a cure for this toxin and defeat the Scarecrow before he unleashes his hallucinogen on the rest of the world...

 

All the Tallus' powered down after the explanation for this mission.

 

 

OOC: I had this idea for awhile, long before we had Harley Quinn in our group. She may know a little about this subject, considering she came from a similar universe.

 

And we all jumped simultaneously. No one is left at the End Of Time. We're all here in Gotham.

 

Any questions about any of this so far? Please PM me.


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Harley Quinn

 

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"Who knew doctah Crane had it in him, huh? Ooh I bet Puddin' was furious he wasn't the one to catch Batsy" Harley chirped peering over the side of the building. "Anybody hea wouldn' happen' ta have gas masks or somethin' now would they" she asked sheepishly back to the group. Harley had enough experience with Scarecrow's fear gas to know going down there unprotected would bring a quick end to their quest.

 

((So is this situation kind of like an alternate ending to Batman Begins where Scarecrow came out ahead?))

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IC: Cecil

 

Cecil glanced at the chest. It appeared empty now, but that may have just been because the lady in black and red jester outfit threw most of them out. Her name was Harley Quinn right? Yeah. That seemed about right. It looked like everyone now had their own Tallus.

 

Even though the answer was directed at Cerebella, Cecil couldn't help feeling relieved that there was a chance he could return home at some point. He also couldn't help but wonder what Carlos would think when he told him that he had been out saving the world with a bunch of strangers. Well, maybe not strangers. By the time this was all over, they probably wouldn't be strangers at all. We are kind of obligated to be allies, since we are saving the world together and whatnot.

 

The system with the Tallus' seemed simple enough. He noticed a glow coming from his own wrist, indicating the device was working and we were all about to go into a new world. 

 

Cecil opened his eyes to a gloomy city. It took him a little bit to adjust to the the cold breeze and dark surroundings from the top of the building, which was in contrast to the bright light and room temperatures to the 'End of Time' room. Cecil cautiously glanced over the side of the building, but could see nothing but fog at the bottom. We must be up pretty high. He backed away from the edge, and looked around at the rest of the team. 

 

He looked at his wrist as the Tallus began to speak. Not a lot of what it had to say made a particular amount of sense, but he felt like he got the gist of what was going on. Someone unleashed some hallucinogen in the city and the man who is either part bat, part knight or just has an odd name, can't save the people from it. To be honest, he didn't understand why the hallucinogen was such a big problem. The city council had tested a bunch of them not to long ago, and everyone was pretty much fine. 

 

"I think we should worry about getting down first. I mean, hallucinogens aren't that bad, and we're not going to get a whole lot done up here," Cecil said, looking at Harley first, but then off the side of the building at the fog below. 


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Harley Quinn

 

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"Listen bub, that ain't your run-of-the-mill hallucinowhatsit, one whiff o' that stuff and it's bye bye birdie" Harley said twirling a finger by her ear. "If there's one person who can get us a cure it's the Bat, and he's down there somewhere probably hiding from his own shadow" she said returning to the edge of the roof. "as for getting down... I hope you all are good at climbin'."

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IC: Tiger Shen

 

To be honest, Shen wasn't too worried about the gas. The willpower and resolve that came with being a monk and highly trained martial artist was a force to be reckoned with, and anyway, he'd already fought with the darker parts of his own mind before, during the final battle in the palace. What he was more concerned with was how drastically different this place was from anywhere he'd ever been before. But that was to be expected, given the circumstances. At any rate, they had to find a cure for this poison, right? Well, unfortunately that was way out of his area of expertise. That said, only a weak warrior would need poisons. Perhaps this Scarecrow wasn't so powerful after all. "So... does anyone actually know anything about poison? Because this is all pretty foreign to me. But I think the first thing we need to figure out is how to navigate the city without being effected ourselves. Although-" He looked over the rest of the group, especially some of the more...unusual members (i.e. Sly and Megatron). "I'm not sure how many of us would even be affected by it in the first place."


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To be honest, Shen wasn't too worried about the gas. The willpower and resolve that came with being a monk and highly trained martial artist was a force to be reckoned with, and anyway, he'd already fought with the darker parts of his own mind before, during the final battle in the palace. What he was more concerned with was how drastically different this place was from anywhere he'd ever been before. But that was to be expected, given the circumstances. At any rate, they had to find a cure for this poison, right? Well, unfortunately that was way out of his area of expertise. That said, only a weak warrior would need poisons. Perhaps this Scarecrow wasn't so powerful after all. "So... does anyone actually know anything about poison? Because this is all pretty foreign to me. But I think the first thing we need to figure out is how to navigate the city without being effected ourselves. Although-" He looked over the rest of the group, especially some of the more...unusual members (i.e. Sly and Megatron). "I'm not sure how many of us would even be affected by it in the first place."

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"This one has a point." Megatron said as he examined his surroundings. "I don't breathe so the hallucinogen will not affect me. I cannot say the same for you fleshlings though." He then jumped into the air and transformed into his jet form, his Dark Star Saber securely attached to the underside of the vehicle. "I'll take a look around. We'll use the Talluses as commlinks." With that, Megatron took off.

 

 

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Reven looked down at the city below, covered in the fog, not much could be seen from here.

 

"I'll be fine, my mask can counteract most toxins, and if my mask breaks I'll just use the force to keep the air around me clear"

 

Reven turned to face the others.

 

"I can use the force to keep two of you from breathing in the gas, but it will weaken me a little, but I'm here if none of you can find breathing masks"

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Sly looked down at the city. "Hmm...I wonder what's down there. That fog through...it appears to be...poisonous..." Sly stated as he twirled his cane around. He then found a line that could get him down to the road, but he did not want to risk getting poisoned by the fog. 

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"Alright, you should all be able to hear me." Megatron stated, using the Tallus as a communicator. "The gas has thoroughly spread throughout the entire city using the sewer system, and there are infected humans everywhere . They are liable to attack you out of fear should you get too close." Megatron then noticed multiple buildings that seemed to have a higher concentration of the gas around them. "There are also several buildings that seem to be emitting the gas. My guess is that the toxin is being made there."

 

He flew low and transformed into his robot mode, saber strapped to his back. "I am at one now. Provided you all can get off that building, then take care of the others." He then felt a small *ping* and looked to his left. There he saw one of the human law enforcement officers. The cop fired again, a fearful look on his face. Megatron raised his fusion cannon and fired. Nothing remained of the officer but ashes. "Disgusting."


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