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boosted_gold ([info]boosted_gold) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-11-23 19:10:00


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Entry tags:cindy lord, dinah kord, goldstar

The Spirited of St Louis
A package arrives for one Cynthia Lord, wrapped in bright blue and gold wrappings. A small attached card reads "Are you ready for an educational field trip?"



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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-24 02:53 am UTC (link)
One can practicallly hear the gears whirring in Cindy's head as she buys her burger, takes it aside, tastes it. All the while listening to pitchman some more, comparing what was touted with what was tasted with what it could be transformed into.

"MacDonald's would commit mass corporate murder for this guy," she eventually mutters to Riley.

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-24 03:17 am UTC (link)
Dinah happily bit into her burger. "Yeah, well," she said, "it's his first day."

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-24 11:29 pm UTC (link)
Riley just smiles quietly to himself, happy to see his girlfriend and his friend. Keeping to his schedule options, he ushers them along.

The crowds seem to be slightly more a-twitter as they proceed in one direction, music filling the air.

"Ohh... Dinah, you'll probably like this. They've got one of the largest pipe organs ever, largest at this time, on exhibit."

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-24 11:58 pm UTC (link)
Dinah grinned happily. "Oooh, old school technology. Mama likes."

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-25 02:43 am UTC (link)
Cindy chuckles. "I'm fine with checking it out, as long as I get to hear the ice cream cone man and the others later."

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[info]dc_independent
2010-11-25 03:25 am UTC (link)
The pipe organ is indeed an impressive sight, and one that is destined to endure for over a century, still in daily use.

But this day, this... TIME.. something goes awry.

The crowd nearest the organ seems to be swaying and moving unnaturally, and... singing?

"The Muuusic Meister... sings the song that the world wants to heeaaar... Let's not fight... Let's get along... For our hypnotic profiteer.."

An orange-haired man in bright purple period garb stands atop a section of the organ, as the members of the crowd struggle to hoist it onto their collective shoulders.

"That's right my mesmerized masses, when I steal this vital organ, the course of music will be changed forever! And only I will know how best to profit from it!"

This is the sort of situation that Rip Hunter classifies as GTA.

Grand Theft Artifact.

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-25 03:26 am UTC (link)
Riley stops the girls abruptly, just outside what seems to be the effective range of the singing.

"....you two are seeing and hearing this too, right?" He hurriedly starts fishing into an emergency supply kit hidden in a pocket of his waistcoat.

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-25 03:34 am UTC (link)
Okay, super-villains weren't supposed to have been invented yet, right?

She had her BB-gun strapped to her thigh, she'd just need a minute to reach it.

"...I see it, but I don't believe it."

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-25 07:25 am UTC (link)
"...oh this.... this will not stand."

Here she is. Her big trip to the biggest moment in marketing history. And someone is going to mess with it. Uh-uh.

"I BEG YOUR PARDON, SIR; GET DOWN FROM THERE, IF YOU PLEASE!"

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[info]dc_independent
2010-11-25 06:31 pm UTC (link)
The Music Meister's attention turns to Cindy, and he seems about to obey, before he whistles to his 'troops'.

"Oh listen to me mooks and fair-goers of ages past
Now that I'm here I'll have my victory at last
This little girl you see seems to want to fight
So bring your arms to bear and show her my singing's might!"

Some burlier members of the crowd start... dancing their way towards the three teenagers, snapping their fingers as they advance.

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-25 06:34 pm UTC (link)
Riley's force-field snaps up as he shoves two small specialized earplugs plugs into Dinah's ears, by virtue of her being closer, fumbling to retrieve another pair to get to Cindy.

"Oh this is not cool... whatever you guys do, don't damage any of the other exhibits! Rip would KILL ME." The earplugs let in no noise other than the voices of the registered Time Sphere travelers.

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-25 06:50 pm UTC (link)
He didn't come down. Not even with an 'I beg your pardon'. Did everyone who attacked her have to be immune to hypnosis?

"Stop, please." Cindy tells the crowd as they start coming with her.

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-25 11:57 pm UTC (link)
Dinah had retrieved her BB-Gun by this point, grateful for the earplugs.

"Please. I've been on a few of these trips before, Ri," she said.

She rolled her eyes as she looked at the advancing crowd. "Lord. It's like West Side Story."

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[info]dc_independent
2010-11-26 01:54 am UTC (link)
A number of the members of the advancing mob do seem to stop, swaying in place, torn between the conflicting mental strains. A few nosebleeds show up.

However, a few members of the mob must simply have more music in their soul, as they come in swinging.

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-26 01:57 am UTC (link)
Skeets emerges from under Riley's hat, steampunked in appearance for the occasion, a propeller needlessly spinning above his chassis.

"Sir, my files identify the individual as The Music Meister, a contemporary of Batman, Superman, and the like. He shouldn't be here."

Riley tenses his jaw as he gives Cindy her own plugs. "Rip you creep... you used me!" He rushes forward, shoulder-checking one of the attackers, trying to wade his way through the crowd to get to the Music Meister without causing too much damage. He doesn't want to have to start flying or using his blaster.

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-26 02:01 am UTC (link)
Cindy bristles at the idea that she needs earplugs, but puts them in. She's worried about hurting the crowd.

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-26 02:07 am UTC (link)
Dinah put herself on crowd control, firing a flash of light from her BB-Gun to disorient the crowd.

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[info]dc_independent
2010-11-26 02:23 am UTC (link)
Music Meister starts singing again, diverting more people from moving the organ to fighting off the heroes. What gives? His chronological benefactor said this heist would be free of interference!

"You think your little guns and fists have put me to the wall,
It's all just a game you see, and now you're going to fall!
This organ will be mine and enrich my legacy,
This Music Meister's on the stage of splendid villainy!"

He pulls out a microphone and gets ready to belt out a supersonic showstopper, a warm-up note alone rattling the beams in the nearest pavilions.

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-26 02:29 am UTC (link)
Riley, fighting not to be mentally disabled by the flash of leg when Dinah retrieves her gun, uses an oncoming charge to vault over the shoulders of the mook, landing near the pavilion and rushing Music Meister.

He may have pipes like an angel, but that glass jaw does him no good. He goes down like a sack of fried potatoes.

He slaps emergency chronal recall cuffs onto Music Meister, which send him to Rip's lab. Let the Time Master deal with it.

He makes his way back to Cindy and Dinah. "Miss Lord, you mind, uh, telling these people to go back to business as usual?" He then mumbles quietly to himself. "Rip you jerk.. you knew we'd need her skill-set to smooth things over, didn't you?"

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-26 02:37 am UTC (link)
"Please never mind all this nonsense!" Cindy announces. "If you would be so kind as to excuse it and not worry about it further, I would be much obliged!"

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-26 02:44 am UTC (link)
Dinah holstered her weapon.

"I really hope that's the end of it," Dinah said. "But who the heck would have sent that schmuck back?"

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-26 03:20 am UTC (link)
Skeets secures himself under Riley's hat again.

"Beats the hell out of me. Maybe he just had enough money to pay someone with the resources. He seemed more interested in the organ as a trophy than anything else. I'll let Rip sort him out." Riley shrugs.

"Man I'm hungry now..." He checks his notes, then grumbles. "Great... can't get a hot dog for two hours. Oh well." He shows Cindy the notes. "Your call, still your day."

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[info]littleladylord
2010-11-26 03:26 am UTC (link)
"I want to watch them hawk Fairy Floss for half the price of admission for a while, before we go for the hot dogs or ice cream cones. That okay with you two?"

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[info]bwa_ha_ha
2010-11-26 03:35 am UTC (link)
"Fine by me," Dinah said.

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[info]boosted_gold
2010-11-29 03:14 am UTC (link)
Riley leads the girls on a roundabout path until the smell of faintly burning sugar tinges the air. A man in brightly colored, for the era, clothing is drawing a crowd near, taking tufts from one larger piece and brandishing them at children as he spiels.

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