collateralmagic:

Magical training could be such a pain in the butt. This particular assignment, for example, had required that Alina figure out how to get power to something electronic without having a cord break any of the protective circles she used when she was experimenting. She'd been clever though, and put it off until after Halloween, and then cleared a few dollar stores and craft stores out of all their cheapest holiday fiddly things.

The end result, so far, is that Alina's sitting in the middle of one of the training rooms in Justice League of America headquarters, surrounded by three concentric binding circles chalked on the floor in blue, black, and white. There are two piles on the outside of the largest circle, one of cheap battery-included horrors and one of cheap battery-included horrors whose insides have been reduced to slag. She currently has her head bowed over the black electric tea light candle cradled in her and is muttering to herself as she tries to turn it purple without frying it to death.

But hey, once she figures out how to do this, she can start trying to do things to technology with her magic other than instantly destroy it.

The casing on the candle turns the same color blue as the smoke that comes out of the battery pack.

"Ugh!"

madeofgoesfast:

Steven has been counting the days. The paperwork is filed, listing himself as the primary owner of Speedforce Productions, Ltd., with Annie, Jai, Iris, Tess and Cindy as partners. They have the space rented for each of the shoots - this one on a private beach. Everyone among the superheroine crowd that was willing to sign an NDA was invited with an RSVP request so they knew how many swimsuits to design.

Pippi has her own space to handle hair, wardrobe and makeup for the models, with Harry along to help coordinate getting everyone in to see her as adjustments were needed. Jai has the task of helping with setup, extra cameras, following Jo Kent around to shoot interviews while Steven handles the main coordination, and whatever else needs gophering. Jo is their reporter, there to conduct interviews with the models about their neighborhoods, causes important to them, and whatever else they want to discuss to help introduce themselves to the greater universe who often doesn't get to interact with super heroes.

Aside from the main area of beach, there,s a large bin full of beach balls. Tons and tons of beach balls, all of them two or three-colored in the colors of the various super heroines who confirmed they'd be here.

"Alright, when people are ready... I know we had one organizational meeting. But I thought I'd use this opportunity to thank everyone for coming. We're going to do the biggest and most complicated shoot first, and start working out details of the others. We have tentative volunteers, but some of the schedules are still open, and we're very open to shooting in pairs.

Other than the shoot here, consider this a day on the beach, courtesy of Speedforce Productions. After the shoot, we'll bring down food and drinks... there's plenty of water over by Pippi's station in the meanwhile."

crossbow_bat:

Maria's social life had taken a huge hit with the undercover gig and working at Wayne Enterprises. What social time she did have she saw Tomas a few times. She finally got a free night and it was time to pick on a favorite target. She called Jon and told him to meet her at her favorite karaoke bar and to bring his little sister and Alina if he were inclined.

She thought about dragging Thomas, but decided to give him a break. She could use the good karma later.

in_reserve:

collateralmagic:

"Are your eyes closed? They'd better be closed, mister!"

Karaoke with the team had been fun, of course, but it is Valentine's Day – and what Valentine's Day would be complete without sneaking off with your S.O. to some secluded location? And when a girl's got access to a teleporter, well, that's an awful lot of secluded to choose from.

Even with his eyes closed, Jon can undoubtedly tell they're at a beach. If the sea salt on the air didn't tell him, the sound of the waves breaking on the reef would. That's not the surprise.

Alina takes him by the hands and leads him midway down the narrow beach, the rocky sand crnching underfoot. Once she's decided that they're in a good spot, she releases his hands and slings off her backpack.

"Eyes still closed," she says, pulling out a handful of white glowsticks, snapping each of them in several places and tossing them onto the sand around them until she's satisfied with the level of illumination.

She feels good about this. She feels clever.

"Okay," she says. "Open your eyes and check out the sand and tell me where it looks like we are!"

dc_holiday:

"There is no remedy for love but to love more."
- Henry David Thoreau

first_son:

The JLA has a tendency to go all out for the holiday - and the younger generation isn't an exception. Jon has been working much of the day to get the decorations up around the base. Which says a great deal about just how decorated it gets, considering he's been doing most of it at super speed, and is only now starting to slow down and get to the detail work, with the big stuff done.

collateralmagic:

It starts as a normal day at YJLA headquarters.

Most of the team is already present; there's a meeting due to start in about half an hour and a training session after. Only minor beeps and alerts are coming through over the computers, nothing that can't be taken care of by local law enforcement. Outside, it's sunny, and there are even birds chirping and twittering to each other. It's almost blissfully quiet.

Until, very suddenly, it's not.

There's a near-tangible shift to the atmosphere as a wave of something blooms from somewhere within YJLA headquarters and travels outward through the building. It passes through walls and furniture and people with equal ease, bringing darkness with it as the lights go out and electronics abruptly fail to function. Openings to the world outside of headquarters -- doors, windows, escape hatches -- are consumed by the walls around them, vanishing entirely in some cases or scarring over as if they were old wounds. The emergency generator hums to life for a moment before it too fails and plunges headquarters back into darkness.

A glowing fog begins to rise, barely enough to see by. It's purple, and parts of it glitter. Faint, abstracted laughter floats down the halls; and Alina's voice trails after it like a handful of ping-pong balls down a staircase:

"That's more fun."

crossbow_bat:

"Let's go," Maria said to Thomas as she grabbed the keys to one of Bruce's cars. "We're going to be late."

madeofgoesfast:

With his recent conversation with Cindy Lord a few days past, the NDA's drawn up, and enough funding and paperwork together to begin the hiring process, Steven started making calls. He reserved the back room of a pizza place so they would have ample room for everyone, and privacy for the discussion. No one beyond Tess and Cindy have been told precisely what its for, just that its not an emergency of any sort, that they'll be receiving a business offer, and regardless how it goes, the food is on Steven... technically Cindy put up the money, but he's the host.

He's made, and called quite the list, along with making arrangements for transportation to New York for the non-residents. Thankfully, between the speedforce, JLA transporters, and people's powers, that's not hard to do. Each of the girls is handed an NDA as soon as they walk through the door. They're welcome to take or reject the proposal, of course - but the discussion itself has to stay under reasonable wraps. The entire menu - pizza, pasta, salads, sodas and breadsticks are made readily available to everyone for their attendance.

Steven himself has already gone through a couple of pizzas while waiting, and now has gone back to kind of pacing, waiting to greet the guests. His materials are all ready for presentation, once people arrive and sign the NDAs.

The guest list covers some of the most impressive women on the planet... together for... a pizza party.

Tess Holt, Cat Grant, Corrinna of Themysciria, Caitria Curry, Petra Gardener, Avia Free, Maria Grayson, Jess Byrd, Iris West,  Ash Curry, Barbie Queen and Alina Vasquez.

crossbow_bat:

Between three jobs, two official and one unofficial, Maria didn't have much free time. All work and no play made a very boring life so once and awhile Maria made sure to take some time off and have some fun. Fun tonight involved getting together with Alina and having a Girl's Night Out.

She sent Alina a text with a time and location to meet.

ms_miracle:

Warrior's Bar and Grill was officially closed for the evening, and with good reason.  Avia and Petra had taken it over for the annual "Rate the Hunks" party, though that was in truth, only a small part of the evening.  The various women of the teams getting to socialize and have fun and get to know each other was far more important that drooling over the sweet, sweet eyecandy that was...

Wait.  What was she thinking about?

But invitations had gone out to all the super-women in Avia's Rolodex, including the JSA, the YJLA, the Titans, and the New Guardians, and anyone else anyone else knew.  There was food, alcohol for those old enough,  background music.

"Looks like we're all set, Petra, m'groovy gal pal."

Now, folks just had to show.

loveontherocks:

So. Heather had woken up today and worked on some of her sculptures. In the time since, she'd been changed into rock candy by a purple light, been nearly captured by alien robots, rescued by a girl with magic powers, told by Papa Smurf that she was the host to something called the "Predator", hauled off to an alien planet to watch the Justice League fight a bunch of Green Lanterns alongside a guy who was yellow and had fangs and a crazy Amazonian woman, met two more people with light things inside them, been told that the evil alien robots had a couple people like them and that the alien robots were working for the guy who'd destroyed Coast City, and was now floating in a bubble generated by a Green Lantern with the others like her, with other Green Lanterns, the Justice League, and a handful of Blue Lanterns, which she didn't even know existed before today.

Yeah.

She was gonna need a lot of therapy to get over this one.

lantern_corps:

That only a fraction of the Young Justice Leaguers had returned with the Earthlings playing host to the shards of the Emotional Entities was worrying for Ganthet.  Worse, that some of them had been captured by the Manhunters.   Those taken by the Green Lanterns, well, he had to believe that his Brothers would treat them humanely, if not exactly in comfort.  Those that were there, and the Leaguers themselves, deserved an explanation.

"My name is Ganthet," he began, "and I am--or was--one of the Guardians of the Universe.  My people were among the first lifeforms to evolve in the universe and to make up for the failing of one of our own, we have been attempting to safeguard the universe ever since.  To do that, we learned to harness a power even greater and older than ourselves, the Lights of the Emotional Spectrum."

As he spoke, again, he illustrated his point with green power.  "In the beginning, there was nothing.  Darkness reigned.  And then there came the White Light, and this was the Light of Life.  Life reigned for a time... and then... something more.

There came the Will to live, and Ion, Green Avatar of Willpower, was born.  Simple creatures, living in the waters, but slowly, they came to know Fear, fear of being attacked and eaten, the 'flight or fight' response that all living beings hold.  From this Fear came Parallax and the Yellow Light.  But Life continued to endure.  The passion that was Love eventually ignited and the Predator and the Violet Light were born.  When the first creature ate what it did not need, Avarice and Ophidian of the Orange Light, arose.  The first murder, sparked from jealous Rage, gave birth to the Red Light and the Butcher.  Tragedy gave birth to prayer, which sparked the Blue Light of Hope and the creation of Adara.  And at last, Compassion, rarest of the Emotions and a Light still not fully understood, gave rise to the Indigo Entity called Proselyte.

Each of these Lights and Entities has been harnessed by factions within the universe, each using them to empower a Corps, wielding their power through Rings.

In more recent times, the Black, the color of lifelessness and death, took up arms against the other Entities and the White Entity of Light, which lies safely ensconced within this world.  When this happened for the second time, and the Entities were imprisoned.  They were freed, by the efforts of Lanterns and heroes from this planet. 

But the Entities were changed by their imprisonment, fragmented.  They recovered, but a piece of them was... missing.  Their pieces eventually made their way here, to this world, home of the White Light.  They found hosts here, you, and others like you. 

You are the future of humanity, the Lights of the Emotional Spectrum and humanity, unique throughout the cosmos, united into something that has never been seen before.  You have the potential to usher in a New Age. 

But not all are happy with this.  My Brothers, the Guardians of the Universe, seek to control Emotion with logic and reason alone.  The Manhunters wish to suppress emotion themselves, to kill it under cold, machine logic.  The others of you must be rescued.  Or this entire universe is doomed."

dc_holiday:

All Hallow's Eve, or Halloween as it has been come to be called, is a popular holiday with children and adults alike. It is a holiday that had its roots in the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain or Summer's End. Samhain celebrated the end of the "lighter half" of the year and the beginning of the "darker half".

On this evening the barriers between this world and the Otherworld were believed to be thin and the spirits, good and bad, of the dead could pass through. The spirits of the family's ancestors were welcomed in while evil and bad spirits were warded off by the wearing of masks and costumes. The costumes and masks disguised one as a harmful spirit and avoided harm from others.

It was also a harvest celebration and time to take stock of food stores for the winter. Livestock were slaughtered and the meat prepared for storage. It was the final harvest of the year and the crops were then stored for the winter. Celebrations included bonfires and tales of the family's ancestors.

It was a celebration of the dead and of the harvest.

Today we dress up in scary and not so scary costumes and masks and go door to door for candy or attend costume parties. It is a night for revelry, pranks and fun.

lantern_corps:

The headquarters of the YJLA

For a moment, all was quiet and dark in the headquarters of the YJLA.  Sophisticated monitoring equipment kept track of emergencies around the world and in near-space, all quietly humming away into the night.

The quiet was suddenly broken by a crackle of green light, briefly illuminating the entire meeting room in its verdant glow.  The glow subsided after a moment, coalescing into a single figure out a little blue man, the symbol of the Blue Lanterns glowing upon his chest.  His expression was far from unreadable; in fact, he looked rather worried, as though the weight of the universe was bearing down upon him.

There was little he liked about this.  He would have preferred to bring his Blue Lanterns into this, but without a Green to work with, their powers were limited.  And they could not work with the Green Lanterns on this.  Not until he had had time to persuade them that this course of action was the correct one.  They would act hastily.  And though they would not admit it, they would be acting from emotion.  Things rarely went well when his brothers acted upon their little understood emotions.

Instead, he reached out with the Green power that was still his birthright and rather unceremoniously brought each member of the Young Justice League to their headquarters.

collateralmagic:

All in all, Alina is pretty fond of the desert. It’s local, beautiful, and full of large empty spaces where she can sling her spells about without worrying that something terrible is going to happen. She favors a particular bluff that’s hard to get to if you can’t fly and gives her a good view of the surrounding area – the last thing she wants is to accidentally turn a wandering idiot into some kind of crazy monster. Today though, she’s not out here to practice. She’s out here to try an experiment.

After the whole “Blackest Night: Redux” thing, Jaime Reyes had settled himself back into his life, albeit without the scarab and the super-powers. He hadn’t given up the good fight or anything, he’d made sure she knew that, but he wasn’t going to try and pull Khaji Da off of Dinah either. And really, Alina’s just glad that he’s not dead and putting his life back together. That’s not what she’s doing out here. What she’s doing is trying to find Black Beetle. Just because Jaime’s not dead anymore doesn’t mean that Alina’s going to let Black Beetle get away with murder.

( Continued... )

crossbow_bat:

Maria had heard about the battle on the island of Atlantis and heard Superboy had been hurt. News traveled rather quickly in the cape community, not to mention Terry was a member of the YJLA. Maria had to admit that she was a little worried. For Jon because he was hurt and the fact that something had seriously hurt him in the first place.

Still he was one of the few friends Maria had in this crazy world and she would pay him a visit to make sure he was going to be okay. Maybe to get him to smile too. The boy definitely needed to smile more.

She made a stop or two before going to visit him.

first_son:

He's been pondering this for a while. Quite a while, really... but first Svalin... and then, just Jon being Jon has had him hesitant, and second guessing himself. He's still not intending anything serious anywhere... but socializing has been good. He can't deny it. Goosing Maria, much as he's sure he's going to be embarrassed later, also has him in a little less serious mood than usual.

Still, cute as she is, she also moves a little fast for him, especially after recent events.

He calls Alina's number, after looking it up in team records.

dc_atlantis:

Koryak stood near the new shoreline of Atlantis and looked out across the water. He was tired, they all were, but the rebuilding of Atlantis was coming along at a pace no one had expected. The Atlanteans were a resourceful people and rebuilding their homes and city wasn't just rebuilding the physical, it was rebuilding their sense of identity.

Koryak had watched his father and Queen Mera work as hard as every other citizen when it came to doing things, if not harder. Koryak was right there beside them working to do as much as he could. There were a few missing faces, most notably Cait and Cerdian's. Koryak didn't blame them. He thought it was unfair that Arthur was trying to force them to marry. He was proud his sister stood up to their father and she left to do her own thing.

Koryak turned back toward the city.

The water behind him erupted into spray and figures emerged and came up on the island.

Koryak turned to face the invaders. "Raise the alarm!" he yelled before he was attacked.

dc_holiday:

A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. ~Irish Proverb

dc_holiday:

In the middle of St. Louis there is an odd sight: Dozens, if not hundreds of what appear to be people in bunny suits that are dressed as Abraham Lincoln, complete with stove top hat and beard. They walk around, some of them stoic and polite, others joyous and pushy. They all carry baskets of some size, all of which have odd looking eggs.

At almost an exact moment, the oddly dressed bunnies begin to hurl the eggs. Sometimes at walls, sometimes at people. And after a few seconds...

*BOOM!*

The streets begin to clear as the exploding eggs begin flying everywhere.

black_lantern:

The sun was just setting in the western sky as night settled in over Metropolis. Along with night came another form of darkness, one more sinister and evil. The black lanterns move through the city looking for victims to rip hearts out of and add to their numbers.

dc_misc:

At the Hall of Justice, where the YJLA was currently taking refuge, everything seemed calm and quiet. In spite of the recent Black Lantern attacks, the team seemed to be holding up well, and many of the members were currently resting and recovering from helping out with various relief efforts.

Yes, all seemed well and good for the Young Justice League...

Outside, a dark cloud grew over the Hall of Justice...and a horde Black Lanterns closed in on the Young Justice League.

dc_misc:

The YJLA and the Avengers had a busy week. They had been searching the globe for signs of Kang all week, but no trace of the time-traveling conqueror could be found. The people who attacked the YJLA seemed to have disappeared into thin air as well. It had been a quiet week for both teams. Little did they know it was the calm before the storm.

The two teams met at the YJLA headquarters for a brief meeting to go over the results of their searches and to lay plans for the upcoming days. Both teams were gathered in the conference room when there was a bright flash and they were all transported to a spot some distance away from Kang's Fortress at the End of Time.

It was time to fight what should be the final battle in this adventure.

injus_society:

It had been simple, very simple, and he couldn't be happier. Lex Luthor was dead. Superman was dead. Now the Justice League would be destroyed. It was the ultimate victory and it was his. He had succeeded where all others had failed. They lured them out with some random violence on ground of their choosing and then attacked.

“Now. Destroy them,” he said to his “team”.

He was invisible as he wore a helm similar to Hades'. The shadowy figure raised the trident in his hand and struck it on the ground. The ground began to rumble and shake as an earthquake shook Metropolis. He smiled and hurled the lightning bolt in his hand at the son of Superman. It was time to kill the son like he had killed the father. The Kryptonian couldn't fight what he couldn't see.

Lyta was busy controlling the demon like beings she had summoned using the Pandoran Box. The demons were currently attacking Corinna, the Amazon. In addition to her minions she wielded the Chronian Sickle which boosted her magical abilities. She was driving the Amazon back it was just a matter of moments until the Amazon fell.

Kandra had taken on the male Green Lantern and had used her yellow and violet rings against him. The man had held his own for quite awhile, but eventually Kandra had overpowered him. She was using the yellow ring to beat him into the ground.

Serendipity shouted “SIVANA!” and the proceeded to take on the new Firestorm. She called down the thunderbolt and hit Firestorm with it. Then proceeded to use her strength and speed against him.

Devil Ray was holding his own against the Atlantean, but neither one seemed to have the advantage. Though Devil Ray did wear the Cape of Leviathan hide and would not be hurt by the Atlantean's blows.

Ocelot was running circles, literally, around the Gardner girl while M'stee M'ai used her Kyptonian like powers to shoot heat beams from her eyes at Petra.

Fury attacked Alina and blinded the magic user with a burst of light brighter than the sun. As soon as Alina was temporarily blinded, she attacked with fists while as dense as she could be.

The Young Justice League was against the ropes and it would only be a matter of moments before they would be defeated at the hands of a shadowy figure and his team.

dc_misc:

The information has been coming in from around the world since 1:00 am EST. Each news outlet tells the story in a slightly different fashion, but the facts remain the same: at some time after 12:00am, planes on five continents fell from the sky, cars slammed into each other in traffic and regular people going about their every business simply fell over unconscious for no discernible reason.

"This is Austin Davis for the Daily Planet. The only word that can adequately describe what has happened is "catastrophe". Information is still coming in at this time, but it seems that most of Earth's inhabitants seemed to lose consciouness for exactly two minutes. In that time, planes,c cars and buses crashed, pedestrians were hit where they lay, and the world fell into chaos. Even now, the death toll is nearing the double digits and still climbing.

Stranger still is that the survivors, this reporter included, all report having a lucid dream of some kind during their black-out. Few dreams were alike, but one common thread unites them all; each person spoken to thus far believes they saw a relative or friend or lover who passed away some time ago returning to speak with them and offer advice. Many are shaken and unable to understand the meaning of these visions or why they were given.

The heroic community has leaped into action valiantly, aiding in relief efforts, but many are asking if the heroes knew about it in advance. Moreover, may are asking why America remained unaffected by the blackout. Thus far, no portion of the United States has reported any crashes or loss of life due to the blackout. We will bring you more on this story as it develops.

Austin Davis for the Daily Planet, London." 

dc_holiday:

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dc_misc:

It made the Southwest news first, but it was eventually picked up by the nation services. In the wake of Superman's death, the death of a localized hero like the Blue Beetle didn't seem quite so important.

"Today, defending his home city of El Paso, the local super-hero known as the Blue Beetle was killed by an unknown super-villain. The third Blue Beetle is best known for his controversial pro-immigration stance publicly taken some years ago, leading many to believe that the hero was in fact an immigrant himself. The youthful hero known as the Scarab, a member of the Teen Titans who patterned herself after the second Blue Beetle, was also involved in the battle, and was originally believed to have been critically injured herself, but seemed to mount a miraculous recovery before spiriting away with the body of the Blue Beetle.

El Paso, Texas will be mourning its hero for some time to come, and many of us are left to wonder if there isn't some grander conspiracy killing our heroes..." CONT on Page A2...

greengenes:

Mickey had roped off the living room in the JSA Brownstone for the afternoon. She had spent the entire morning getting the food ready and setting up. She had sent out invites to the JLA, Titans (both East and West Coast), Shadowpact, Outsiders, Birds of Prey, and of course, the JSA girls. She had also invited Cindy in case she wanted to come, and Angie, as she was basically a JSA brat herself. Mikey had built her a projection bot, and security bot that would alert her if any of the boys thought to try and see what the girls were up to.

Mickey finished setting up the projector. She had pictures of all the guys from the various teams that she had managed to get to her hands on. She made sure that there would be enough food and drinks for everyone, and waited for people to start arriving.

dc_baddie:

Grandma Sunshine was in the kitchen, baking goodies for her grandchildren, who were all nicely taking their naps in the little bedroom that she'd tucked them in.

She would have to leave them to run a couple of errands in a little while, and she'd arranged for some babysitters for her super-powered kiddies, but she couldn't wait to spend the whole afternoon with her new grandkids.

Meanwhile, the YJLA would find themselves waking up...and finding something was different.

dc_baddie:

Mary Lou Sunshine had always wanted grandchildren.

Unfortunately for her, her son would never leave the basement long enough to meet a nice girl and get married and lovely little babies for her to spoil.

Still, she wanted grandchildren. So she was going to get some grandchildren.

And who better to have as grandkids than those nice little boys and girls in the Justice League?

Grandma Sunshine walked right up to Young Justice League headquarters, a basket of goodies in hand. She rang the doorbell, a smile on her face.

dc_titansofmyth:

Selene, once the goddess of the moon before Artemis, walked toward the office building of a small subsidiary of LexCorp. She raised her hands and beams of light shot from her hands and shattered some of the windows. People inside screamed and started to panic as shard of glass went everywhere.

young_swimmer:

Cait had called Jon and a meeting had been set once all the avatars had been located. It seemed like every god and goddess had chosen an avatar to act in their stead during this crisis. They would all be needed along with the rest of the teams. Their opponents weren't just supervillains, but were gods.

Cait along with Ty, Ruth and Dinah headed for the JLA headquarters. Dinah was Hephaestus' avatar, Cait was Poseidon's, Ruth was Hera's and Ty was excellent at coordinating and knowing things. They would be the representatives for the Teen Titans.

They arrived and took seats at the table.

first_son:

The Titans of myth being freed from Hades goes beyond just the YJLA. The adults are also working on it, but haven't had a lot of luck, especially with so many of their number in semi-retirement. As such, Jon moved beyond his original plan to hold a meeting of his team, and called to invite representatives of the other teams as well, calling all active roster YJLA, and inviting the other teams to send 1-3 people so things didn't get too crowded. Then they can inform their people what's going on.


"So, folks, we have a big problem. The monsters and beings that have been appearing around the world were freed from the dimension Hades. We don't know how or by who. The Olympian gods have not been forthcoming, even to the Amazons, and even very powerful mystics have been unable to pierce the mystery... though past experience has taught us that's often the case with affairs of the gods. They limit their direct interference in mortal affairs, in exchange, mortals have a very hard time dealing directly with them. Sadly, even though the original Grecian Titans don't have any such compact, to learn what happened, we'd need to get past Hades' protections. The Greek gods may be incapacitated, or may be somehow bound by the compact of the gods. Its very possible that once the original Titans reached Earth, their captors couldn't directly interfere."

He sighs. "Direct confrontation isn't the likely answer. Single gods have fought groups including my father, Wonder Woman and a handful of other senior leaguers. Many of the Titans have the power of an entire team. The Titans are more powerful still - the only reason the Greek Gods defeated them was due to greater unity and better tactics. Don't mistake me - they can be beaten, but we're going to need a good plan, and possibly more allies and greater resources. At this point, I'm open to ideas."

dc_monsters:

The waters of the Atlantic could be turbulent and deadly with the storms that kicked up the waves. Today it was a bright sunny day and the waters were calm.

Or were calm.

The waters around a fishing trawler in the Grand Banks erupted in a spray of water. The Leviathan, a creature of myth and legend, was alive and hunting in the waters of the North Atlantic. The large monster roared and attacked the fishing trawler.

The captain of the boat managed to get a short message to shore before the ship started to sink, taking cargo and crew with it.

collateralmagic:

Alina stands back to inspect her reflection in her (almost) full-length mirror. It had taken her a long time to find all of the proper materials for her costume, but she thinks she finally has it right. Black hat a blue band, black halter top, black shorts, a blue jacket that was light enough that she wouldn't suffocate in El Paso's heat, a sturdy pair of combat boots, and black-and-sparkly-blue fishnets. The fishnets in particular had been a major pain, she'd eventually had to just sit down and use magic to modify them, and that had ruined a few pairs until she'd gotten over the "error" phase of trial and error.

But now, everything's fixed up as good as she's going to get it. And the little imperfections ought to be covered by the same spell she uses to keep her identity secret. She's had a lot of practice holding that one so there's no real risk of losing that in a fight. Well, okay, she’s added a little something to it, but only because a mask would mean that her face didn’t look all blurry in any photos.

“Kaotik,” she says, straightening her shoulders and looking her reflection in the eye. A black and blue butterfly mask blossoms over her face, and her carpet changes color to match. Well that’s not too bad. Certainly could have been worse. Teleporting is going to be the one that might ruin all of this…

A few minutes later, a girl appeared at the door to the Young Justice League headquarters in an expanding cloud of iridescent insects.

“YEAGH!”

…Yeah. Not the first impression she wants to make. Is it too much to hope that no one inside heard that?

dc_misc:

It was mid-night in El Paso. The witching hour as some thought of it. While others wouldn't dream of thinking it that way. What did matter was the fact a group of oily socially awkward teenagers thought they could get something.

Something to make things easier. They didn't know what price they would have to pay for this. They didn't care. They just wanted a way to keep away the people they thought would kill their chances at going a week without being treated like nothing more than geeks.

They didn't know they just got themselves over their heads. They called up demons, not helpful spirits.

They were in trouble. Help would be needed if they were to survive the night.

half_angel_eli:

It's San Fransisco.  Eli has managed to find something to smoke. But it's not cigarettes. He's lounging in a tree, smoking and generally being blissed out of his mind.

dc_eldritch:

Out of the temple doors in the bay comes an ancient evil creature. It is Cthulu himself. He roars loudly then snatches up several cultists and eats them. The frightened screams of the others fill the air. His gaze turns to the shore and then he begins to walk.

His march towards the shore begins and he doesn't notice anything else just yet.