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[There's a small, throat-clearing sound on the other end of the phone before Pokey finally begins to speak.]
I found something in the ghost town that opened up during the fight with that stupid robot. You jerks have fifteen seconds to get a pen and paper, because when I start reading? I'm not stopping.
Alright. Hope you're ready, cause here we go.
[And Pokey will proceed to recite what's written on this note. He goes at a moderate pace, not super fast but not particularly slow or meticulous either. He doesn't stop, aside from one time. He pauses a bit before the last paragraph, and that one he reads noticeably slower then the others. And then a short pause after he finishes.]
I hope you losers caught all that, or at least one of you did, cause I don't want you bugging me to repeat.
[Filtered to Legion of Doom Members]
Alright listen up. The Riddler's droned, probably not for good, but we should probably elect someone to act as an impromptu leader with him gone if he hasn't done so already.
That being said, I'd actually like to do something now that we're settled down after all the bullcrap of the last few weeks. We were supposed to have a meeting last week but, uh, oops, understandably that didn't happen. So I suggest we have one this week, or try to. If no one else can host it, we can use my place because there's only drones here aside from myself, so if you have family members you don't want finding out about this, you don't have to.
I also want to suggest that everyone brings some kind of list of what they saw, what happened, and who they met during this mess. It's going to be best to try and understand this crap from all angles and, because of the mess it was, if any of us have info on the other people in this town we're stuck with, it'd be a good idea to get it out now so we can compile it in case we have to go against these jerkoffs sometime.
[Filtered to Mindy]
Hey squirt. I just...wanna make sure you're alright, after all that went down last week. That's all. Just making sure you didn't go and somehow get hurt.
[A pause. And then, he asks, slowly.]
...You wanna do something today? Like play a game?
[And after these phone calls, Pokey prepares to put the phone up. And stops. And for a long moment, he hesitates between putting it up and dialing one last number.
In the end? He chooses to dial that number.]
[Filtered to Lucas]
[When Pokey starts speaking, his voice is low. Trying to force calm. Struggling to say what he's trying to say.]
Stup-
Pig's bu-
Lucas.
[It was a struggle just to get your actual name out. THink that was hard? It's even more strained when he says the next part. Strained, and somewhat angry, but oddly enough? There's an odd sincerity in his tone. He means it.]
What you said about other people. About needing them. About some of them actually being good.
You were right.
I was wrong.
[And he just stops. He'll stay on the phone for a moment or two, waiting for a reply. And if none comes, he puts the receiver down.]
[There's a small, throat-clearing sound on the other end of the phone before Pokey finally begins to speak.]
I found something in the ghost town that opened up during the fight with that stupid robot. You jerks have fifteen seconds to get a pen and paper, because when I start reading? I'm not stopping.
Alright. Hope you're ready, cause here we go.
[And Pokey will proceed to recite what's written on this note. He goes at a moderate pace, not super fast but not particularly slow or meticulous either. He doesn't stop, aside from one time. He pauses a bit before the last paragraph, and that one he reads noticeably slower then the others. And then a short pause after he finishes.]
I hope you losers caught all that, or at least one of you did, cause I don't want you bugging me to repeat.
[Filtered to Legion of Doom Members]
Alright listen up. The Riddler's droned, probably not for good, but we should probably elect someone to act as an impromptu leader with him gone if he hasn't done so already.
That being said, I'd actually like to do something now that we're settled down after all the bullcrap of the last few weeks. We were supposed to have a meeting last week but, uh, oops, understandably that didn't happen. So I suggest we have one this week, or try to. If no one else can host it, we can use my place because there's only drones here aside from myself, so if you have family members you don't want finding out about this, you don't have to.
I also want to suggest that everyone brings some kind of list of what they saw, what happened, and who they met during this mess. It's going to be best to try and understand this crap from all angles and, because of the mess it was, if any of us have info on the other people in this town we're stuck with, it'd be a good idea to get it out now so we can compile it in case we have to go against these jerkoffs sometime.
[Filtered to Mindy]
Hey squirt. I just...wanna make sure you're alright, after all that went down last week. That's all. Just making sure you didn't go and somehow get hurt.
[A pause. And then, he asks, slowly.]
...You wanna do something today? Like play a game?
[And after these phone calls, Pokey prepares to put the phone up. And stops. And for a long moment, he hesitates between putting it up and dialing one last number.
In the end? He chooses to dial that number.]
[Filtered to Lucas]
[When Pokey starts speaking, his voice is low. Trying to force calm. Struggling to say what he's trying to say.]
Stup-
Pig's bu-
Lucas.
[It was a struggle just to get your actual name out. THink that was hard? It's even more strained when he says the next part. Strained, and somewhat angry, but oddly enough? There's an odd sincerity in his tone. He means it.]
What you said about other people. About needing them. About some of them actually being good.
You were right.
I was wrong.
[And he just stops. He'll stay on the phone for a moment or two, waiting for a reply. And if none comes, he puts the receiver down.]
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[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:17 am (UTC)I don't know who you are. What skills do you have, since I want to know what those in the Legion can actually do.
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:23 am (UTC)I'm a genius. My work, typically mechanical in nature, is the most advanced you can find in my world, and thus far nothing here has been able to best me either. I've also been keeping a catalogue of information on our prison; I authored the primer you may have seen circulating around.
What do you do? You seem to think you're in charge around here.
[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:30 am (UTC)I invent some, I time travel some, I create world-eating gods some. The usual.
As long as Eddie is gone? I am, along with Luthor.
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:32 am (UTC)[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:40 am (UTC)Seniority.
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:42 am (UTC)Well, whatever. As long as I get out of this place I don't care who's in charge. Do you have a plan, Commandant?
[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 03:53 am (UTC)[Oh hell yes. He likes the sound of that.]
Sweet.
For now? This is temporary, but the first thing is to get reorganized. I'd like to, but we can't wait for Eddie to get undroned before we start at least planning to make some kind of move, so we'll need to do that. The first thing would be to establish some place to target, not too big but not so small we don't leave an impression that we can strike at them.
Before that though? I want to get information on people in the town. If you were there during the whole thing at the dairy, I want to know what you minght've found out about the other people there. Names, powers, ect., if you found them out. Especially those working with Grady.
[And he'll hang up and redial in a minute to a more personalized filter.]
Speaking of which, we'll need to decide how to handle those with us who sided with Grady.
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:30 am (UTC)I was only in one fight at the dairy, and the people I fought were equipped with powers the town had given them, I think. One had the hazmats' mask and gas.
[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:35 am (UTC)...Was the one with the mask and gas a woman?
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:38 am (UTC)[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:45 am (UTC)Yeah. I might know who that is.
Anyway, you open for a meeting this week then?
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:46 am (UTC)[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:51 am (UTC)We've got to move quick finding a way to strike and get out of here. Because this nonsense has got to end.
Re: [DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:54 am (UTC)[DOOM]
Date: 2011-03-30 04:57 am (UTC)