New Gotham, Wednesday

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Sooo, the Policeman's Ball was a real hit. If you like being hit. Twenty hostages missing, including five recent graduates of Fandom High. Various henchpersons were captured, but apparently they don't know where the kidnappees are being held.

The police want to assure the public that every effort is being made to find the victims. The press is blaming Edward Nygma, AKA "The Riddler", who has issued a statement demanding $50 million for the return of the hostages alive and unharmed.

He'd also like some new spats. For they are groovy.

[ocd on the way up!!]

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The Clocktower

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For those in the know, working on a Plan.

Re: The Clocktower

[glacial_queen]

Having to go back to Fandom for her classes had been frustrating in the extreme, but Barbara had been insistent. Nothing was going to be done until later, which meant that Karla had plenty of time to head to her classes.

Luckily, there were no Portolocity mishaps, which meant Karla was back as soon as the Magic Reserves ended. "Anything new?" she asked, as soon as she stepped into the room.

Re: The Clocktower

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"We've narrowed down the location where the Riddler has taken the hostages," Barbara said, her voice taut as she worked with the Delphi Circuit. "From the clues he left in mathematical and Latin notation, it's Amusement Mile. 5, 2, 8, 0, and the phrase ab origine ad absurdum." She rubbed her eyes behind her glasses. "But it's still a long stretch of coastline to find an entrance to wherever they're being held."

The Lair

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For those kidnapped, currently with itchy noses. Possibly watery eyes. Maybe a case of bedhead.

The henchpeople are throwing fruit roll-ups at you and bottles of water, and allowing occasional bathroom trips.

Re: The Lair

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

So this wasn't the worst situation that Liz had ever been in, but it was close to being one of the worst.

She sighed, she still wasn't going to be telling Hellboy about this.

Re: The Lair

[heromaniac]

Thwack!

"IF YOU HIT ME WITH A FRUIT ROLL-UP ONE MORE TIME YOU WILL BE SORRY!" Momoko winced, instantly regretting her yelling. "Ow ow ow. Stupid headache." The adrenaline from last night had worn off and the lack of sleep, combined with the odd lighting in the lair had her head hurting. Well, all that and the knock-out blow to her skull from Mr Red Tie that had gotten her here.

Momoko sat still for a moment, trying to calm her head, then slowly began to work at her ropes again. She'd managed to free herself twice during the night, but had been caught each time before she'd gotten to do much of anything. She'd put up enough of a fight that they'd given up trying to re-gag her, though.

"Stupid purple and green suits and ugly hats and bad decor and what kind of evil logo is a question mark?! That's like saying maybe you're a villain, maybe not. Which is it? Now an exclamation mark..."

Thwack!

The Riddler

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"My dear guests!" The Riddler arrived around mid-morning, twirling his question-mark trademark umbrella and looking incredibly pleased with himself. "How are things faring with you this bright crisp morning? Any requests? How about a game of questions?"

He grinned. "Maybe if you win, I'll let you go!" A pause. "Well, most likely not. But you never know!"

Re: The Riddler

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had managed to work his mouth free of the gag at some point in the night -- though not to scratch his nose, alas.

"I have a question," he said. "Can I really get a bunch of free money from the government? Or are your infomercials full of crap?"

Re: The Riddler

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"I hate that guy!" The Riddler pointed at Priestly, umbrella spinning crazily. "And of course you can! You just have to head a major corporation! Or, of course, kidnap various members of the public!"

Re: The Riddler

[heromaniac]

Okay! Stalling until there was some hint of a way out or rescue? Momoko could totally do that. She raised her hand.

Yes, her hand was freed. Again. The henchmen would probably notice that in a moment or two.

"My turn?! Was it being evil that made you really think that a green bowler hat was the way to go? I mean, it totally makes your head look HUGE. Maybe you should think about a fedora. But not green. I mean, green's okay in moderation, but this is totally overkill. And what kind of breakfast is fruit roll-ups and water? Did you even consider toast? Even I have my limits when it comes to snacks, you know."

Re: The Riddler

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"She's adorable!" The Riddler laughed hysterically. "And yes, that's the point. MY HEAD IS GINORMOUS. AS ARE MY BRAINS."

Let's not mention the ego here.

"And it's the breakfast of hostages! So you'll have something to tell your therapists about after this experience! Aren't you grateful for something to complain about? I know I would be!"

Re: The Riddler

[thatsamilkshake]

It had been a long, long night, even with bathroom breaks. Francine was tired and in that weird place between scared, certain they were going to get rescued any time now, and scared with a side order of facepalm. On one hand, they were polite, they hadn't punched her, pulled her hair, slapped her, pointed a gun directly at her face, or knocked out anyone she loved. On the other, machine guns.

So Francine would be over here not asking the sarcastic questions, because she wanted this to stay the Best Kidnapping Ever (out of two). Still, if he wanted questions... "Could someone please take my girlfriend's gag off?"

Re: The Riddler

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"Does she bite?" the Riddler asked with idle curiosity. "Without being asked?"

The Rescue

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DUN DUN DUNNNN!

[request a henchperson, mod your own, or sneak away]

Re: The Rescue

[wantstodirect]

The compact would've taken off without them, so Tony had a backpack around it to give him a handle. The spell lead him to a door. He nodded to Dinah and Helena and pointed at the door.

Re: The Rescue

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

Helena kicked in the door. Which at least startled the two henchmen on the other side, such that they didn't have time to pull their guns.

Aaaaand then there was fighting:

WHAM!

BOFF!

POW!

Ker-BLAM!

The Aftermath

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Alfred has tea. And cookies. And real food, back at Wayne Manor.

Re: The Aftermath

[heromaniac]

Momoko had taken a quick shower and was in a comfy shirt and jeans AND HER POWER BELT, currently making her way to where ever that smell was coming from. "Mmmmm. Cookies? Hi, Mr Alfred!"

Re: The Aftermath

[gothamlights.livejournal.com]

"Good evening and welcome back, Miss Momoko. I trust that you kicked a considerable number of villains?" Alfred said, looking pleased. "Peanut butter, chocolate chip, and oatmeal raisin. Also a few trefoils. Tea or milk?"

Re: The Aftermath

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oh, thank goodness," Francine said, longing for a shower but making it only as far as the smell of cookies before she had to plop down in a chair. "If I never see another fruit roll-up again in my life..."

Re: The Aftermath

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"They're evil." Thus decreed Katchoo, who was about a millisecond from faceplanting into the nearest table. "As we're all now excruciatingly aware. God, I want a damn drink right now."

Re: The Aftermath

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"Barbarism," Alfred said sympathetically. "We have scones and muffins, if you like? And some strong tea. That always helps me cope."

Re: The Aftermath

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was nibbling on a cookie, exhausted. Running jumping kicking tK'ing and oh yeah, don't forget tying up bad guys.

She's going to be asleep in her tea any minute.

"Sorry you guys got kidnapped? But I'm really glad you're all okay. And, um. This isn't typical of New Gotham." She paused. "Okay, it is. But we don't have to tell people that. Right?"

Re: The Aftermath

[pyroliz.livejournal.com]

Liz was relieved to be able to have a shower and a change of clean clothes, then she made her way to where she could smell food, food that wasn't fruit roll ups.

OOC

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Having *so* much fun with this, guys. I'll be back around 7pmEST, might pick up a ping or two in the early early morning, and feel free to have fun, sneak out, attack a henchperson before I get back!