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sirenspull_logs2012-03-24 05:50 pm
theshortestbird) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-03-24 05:50 pm
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First Meeting of the Teen Titans!
Who: Red Robin and anyone who received a text message about the Teen Titans.
When: Saturday, March 24th, 9:00 pm.
Where: A warehouse by the docks in Sector 11.
Summary: Red Robin sent out a recruitment message to other teenagers in the city. Anyone who signed up on the OOC post is invited to the meeting. Sign ups are still open! If you'd like your character to be a part of the Teen Titans, respond to the OOC post!
Warnings: Possible language (considering who's coming) and mentions of violence.
The world we live in is in trouble. The companies are the ones in control of a government that doesn’t want to help its people. Kids are getting picked up off the streets and sold into slavery, and that’s not even the worst thing that could happen. There are superheroes here, like Superman, and Batman. But they can’t be everywhere at once, as hard as they try. They need help, but superheroes can’t ask for help.
We can help. We need to take control back of this island. We need to make sure no one else dies out in the darkness. We have the time, the energy, and the know-how to do all of this.
My name is Red Robin. If you’re interested in fighting against injustice and helping people, then come to Sector 11 on the 24th at 9:00 pm. The first meeting of the Teen Titans will take place there, and all questions will be answered.
If you don’t want to join, no problem. This message will delete itself 30 minutes after being opened, no matter what you decide.
- RR
That was the text that Tim had sent out to everyone he had considered as a potential applicant for the Teen Titans. He knew that it was going to be difficult to start out; he could remember hearing all about the original Titans and their problems, as well as when Young Justice transformed into the next generation of Titans. But while the city had it's superheroes in Superman and Batman, there were so many people out there who wanted to help, but didn't know how to start.
It had taken Tim some time to plan everything. He had made the deal with the warehouse owner; if they could keep people from stealing anything from them, then the Titans could have their own space. That was easy enough to do, of course. The hard part came after, when he had to start transporting equipment into it. It wasn't going to be close to what they had back home, but it had a nice set of computers. A few couches and places to sit, a TV that they could connect to the computers. A little medical spot that had a lot of First Aid kits. It would work, for now.
But the first meeting was going to be down in the bottom half of the warehouse. Large, empty space with a few boxes around; it made for a good meeting spot. That's where he would explain everything, dressed in his Red Robin costume. No one would know who he really was.
ooc: Some ground rules! If someone is wearing a mask, you cannot know who they are. If your character decides not to join the Titans, that's perfectly all right! But they will not be able to tell anyone else where the place is located, nor who was there and what was said. Leave all sabotage efforts for another day, guys. All electronic devices are disabled as soon as you get within twenty feet of the warehouse. No one will be allowed upstairs for right now.
Action tagging is a go! There will be 4 sections for everyone to reply to, and tagging other people is expected, so have fun making some new CR!
When: Saturday, March 24th, 9:00 pm.
Where: A warehouse by the docks in Sector 11.
Summary: Red Robin sent out a recruitment message to other teenagers in the city. Anyone who signed up on the OOC post is invited to the meeting. Sign ups are still open! If you'd like your character to be a part of the Teen Titans, respond to the OOC post!
Warnings: Possible language (considering who's coming) and mentions of violence.
The world we live in is in trouble. The companies are the ones in control of a government that doesn’t want to help its people. Kids are getting picked up off the streets and sold into slavery, and that’s not even the worst thing that could happen. There are superheroes here, like Superman, and Batman. But they can’t be everywhere at once, as hard as they try. They need help, but superheroes can’t ask for help.
We can help. We need to take control back of this island. We need to make sure no one else dies out in the darkness. We have the time, the energy, and the know-how to do all of this.
My name is Red Robin. If you’re interested in fighting against injustice and helping people, then come to Sector 11 on the 24th at 9:00 pm. The first meeting of the Teen Titans will take place there, and all questions will be answered.
If you don’t want to join, no problem. This message will delete itself 30 minutes after being opened, no matter what you decide.
- RR
That was the text that Tim had sent out to everyone he had considered as a potential applicant for the Teen Titans. He knew that it was going to be difficult to start out; he could remember hearing all about the original Titans and their problems, as well as when Young Justice transformed into the next generation of Titans. But while the city had it's superheroes in Superman and Batman, there were so many people out there who wanted to help, but didn't know how to start.
It had taken Tim some time to plan everything. He had made the deal with the warehouse owner; if they could keep people from stealing anything from them, then the Titans could have their own space. That was easy enough to do, of course. The hard part came after, when he had to start transporting equipment into it. It wasn't going to be close to what they had back home, but it had a nice set of computers. A few couches and places to sit, a TV that they could connect to the computers. A little medical spot that had a lot of First Aid kits. It would work, for now.
But the first meeting was going to be down in the bottom half of the warehouse. Large, empty space with a few boxes around; it made for a good meeting spot. That's where he would explain everything, dressed in his Red Robin costume. No one would know who he really was.
ooc: Some ground rules! If someone is wearing a mask, you cannot know who they are. If your character decides not to join the Titans, that's perfectly all right! But they will not be able to tell anyone else where the place is located, nor who was there and what was said. Leave all sabotage efforts for another day, guys. All electronic devices are disabled as soon as you get within twenty feet of the warehouse. No one will be allowed upstairs for right now.
Action tagging is a go! There will be 4 sections for everyone to reply to, and tagging other people is expected, so have fun making some new CR!
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Oh, yeah. Some spit acid, some wrap you up in threads like they're some kind of spider... there's all kinds out there you need to watch out for. My personal favorites are the ones that hide in the shadows, and then jump out at you while you're coming down off your high jump.
[He sighs.] You should be okay if I bandage it. If it gets worse, go to the Newcomer Clinic. I don't recommend a hospital. [He unwrapped the bandages, setting them aside as he pulled on a pair of latex gloves. Opening the antiseptic bottle, he began to apply it to the wounds.]
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[That's mumbled, mostly in the hopes that you won't really notice it, dude. He grimaces a little at the medical supplies, knowing already from experience that this is going to hurt. Then he glances away again, finding something else to focus on.]
Something really big caught me in it's mouth, once. That was pretty freaky! If Sou-Uh. If someone hadn't been there to heal me I would have definitely died!
[For some reason, he laughs at this. It's apparently a good memory as far as he's concerned.]
It bit right through my lungs. I was drooling blood on myself.
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Yeesh! I thought I had it bad when I got my arm broken, but that would have scared me so bad. That's freaky, I'm glad you're okay, now.
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[He grimaces a little, but catches himself at it and bites his tongue before he let's out an actual hiss. Man, if only stuff would stop treating him like a chew toy.]
It wasn't that bad. In the end I was fine.
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Okay. You should be good to go.
ignore the naked in this icon...I just...need more one day. oops.
[He rubs his face and sighs, at that. But he's happy for the subject change, and tugs his shirt back down over the bandages.]
Thanks! It's a lot faster when someone else does that for me.
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Don't I know it. Don't worry, I've had to be bandaged up hundreds of times. The worst is doing your own stitches. That can be a pain, in more ways then one.
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I'm glad I've never had to try doing that.
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Yeah...that sounds good.
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