November 2015




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Oct. 15th, 2015



[Maybe written on the private luxury jet that's whisking her across the country, the absolute opposite of being in Gotham a couple of hours prior.]

[Eddie N]

Keep a hold of that generator and satellite. I'll be back in Gotham Sunday evening. I forgot I had some business meetings this weekend.

[Conner K]

Hey I didn't want to leave You let me know if I'm needed over there, okay? No one in Gotham knows how to ask for help. I'll find a door and pop back as quick as I can. Otherwise, I'll be back on Sunday. Keep me updated?


I'll be on QWERTY Live this Saturday, for those of you that keep up with video games. We're going to be talking about the evolution of FPS and then I'm going to destroy these boys in GoldenEye.

Oct. 14th, 2015



[He has no idea how his phone has managed to reappear, spotless, amid the rubble he's still trapped beneath, but he doesn't question it. It's inconsequential. He calculates the time he was out, roughly, from the blood around him, how it has coagulated. Dazed, uncomprehending, he tries for a lock and fails.]

Barbara joker his body




Something terrible happened.

[Donna C.]

Checking in.

[He tries Helena but it doesn't quite work.]

Hi. I have some bad news.

Oct. 9th, 2015



[Dick, Steph, Tim, Donna, Superboy, Jason.]

[Gravely, even if she's clearly trying to sound conversational:] Everyone say hi to our new computer helper, Donna. She's at my rig, so if you need intel, ask her. Donna? We'll come up with a cool superhero name for you later.

I'm at the location Damian sent me. I have Joker's body. Death by strangulation, no doubt Damian's work. [...] The entrance to the underground tunnel has been opened and since there's fresh prints and disturbed dust, I think it was recent. I think he went down there. [...] Who's here? Who can help out?

Oct. 4th, 2015


Locked to Donna C


Ni hao. How's the programming coming? Did you need me yet for the bargaining meeting we spoke about before? I can try to find someone too.



[After Eddie's suggestion.]


Eddie told me to [Nope, really bad way to start. Think, think.] I know you don't know me, but I know Damian. I want need to help. He saved my life, and I'd be a horrible friend if I wasn't willing to do the same for him. I can't just sit here. I can't.

I've been talking to him. I think I may almost have him willing to meet with me. Maybe. I don't know. But I don't think he remembers me the way he would remember all of you. That puts me in a non-threatening position, as I can be seen as not trying to get him the help he needs.

Please let me do something, even if it's just hacking security cameras. I can't stand feeling so helpless.

Oct. 2nd, 2015


Damian W

[Donna C/Damian W]

[She doesn't expect a reply, but she tries.]

Hey. What's going on?

Oct. 1st, 2015


[Enigma and Graves]

[After hearing the shouting coming from upstairs.]

[Text: Eddie N, Emily G, and Donna C]

Please tell me that's one of you upstairs.



[Private to Muerte]
[Groggy, hungover, worried about Gotham.]

Hey, I need you to step out of the door. Something's going on over there and I'm no help if I'm a ghost.

[Jason T.]

Bruce is gone. Can you tell me what's going on?

[Selina K.]
[Shouted from the floor of the apartment's office:]

You here?

[Donna C.]
[Later after texting Faol.]

Hey, are you okay?

Sep. 30th, 2015



So are we going to go find a psycho's bombs, or just sit around talking about them? Because campus security doesn't seem too excited to turn bomb squad.

Sep. 29th, 2015



[After Conner loses it and puts his fist through one of the outdoor speakers above the dorm entrance. There's also a trail of multicolored glitter a mile wide that leads up to his door.]

I hate it here.




[After she's dropped back off at the dorm mid-morning in a big black sedan that's filled with some scary looking dudes.]

Is there any way to lower the volume on that laughing?

Also, does anyone have a microwave in their dorm room I can borrow? I only need it for ten minutes or so.

And why do you only crave orange juice immediately after brushing your teeth? It's like my brain is waging war on my taste buds.

Sep. 24th, 2015



Who: Tiny!Donna Carroll
What: A visit from "her lawyer".
Where: GCPD
When: Roughly 24 hours after this.
Warnings/Rating: Nope. I just write too much. :/

She really wasn't scared. )

Sep. 22nd, 2015


Gotham University News

[Early Tuesday evening, three police cars and a SWAT truck show up to the Freshman dorm at GU. Someone is being made an example of. From the fourth floor, there are loud protests from one of the female students trying to argue her way out of the inevitable arrest. "Some guy just died!" "There's a murderer out there!" "Your priorities are messed up!" "I didn't do anything wrong!" "I know my rights!" "Am I being charged with a crime?" Etc etc.

Regardless, a tiny nerd girl (Donna if you're nasty~) is removed from the building in handcuffs, along with any electronic devices she had in her room. The police make sure that they have made enough noise to get the building's residents' attention, answering any questions with vague reassurance that the immediate threat has been dealt with.]

Sep. 21st, 2015


Textra Credit!

[It pops up as Anonymous. Someone got bored and wrote a little text adventure game with her fun new AI.]

Gotham U: Textra Credit
BoPro Interactive Fiction
Copyright © 2015 by BoPro, Inc. All rights reserved.
Release 3.14 (Beta) / Serial Number 981091701-D

You wake up to the sound of a cow nearby. The room is spinning very gently around your head. Or at least it would be if you could see it. Which you can't.

It is pitch black.

[The cursor blinks expectantly, awaiting instructions.]

Sep. 19th, 2015


[Group log: Wayne Manor]

Who: Anyone who wishes to attend
What: A reluctant party
Where: Wayne Manor grounds (Exterior. The Batcave is inaccessible, and the Manor is locked to non-thieves and non-family.)
When: During the Gotham age-down plot
Warnings/Rating: This is a group log. Please place locations in headers, and use warnings where required.

Crowded, the party was upscale. College kids littered the grounds of Wayne Manor, but the decor was still the best Gotham had to offer, despite the relative youth of the attendants. The front steps were lantern-lit, and the stone landing and fountain circle were the center of the festivities for the evening. From the landing, a DJ played college hits, and there were two white tents erected for dancing. Around the twinkle-lit fountain, there was a well-stocked bar and an opulent buffet, and someone had even ordered an ice-sculpture swan to glitter in the lantern lights. Only the best booze, only the most expensive hor d'oeuvres, and it was a Gotham charity gala in miniature.

The doors to the big house were locked tight, but the grounds were unguarded (save for a certain inaccessible Batcave). Beyond the verdant and unlit field, a gamekeeper's house sat locked, and the stables housed a horse or two, empty stalls and impressive hay stacks. The greenhouse was warm, even in the evening, the day's heat still holding onto leaves and blooms. All around the property, the largely-untamed gardens were barely lit and perfect for slipping away, benches and trees and shrubs to hide behind. Early in the evening, and they were already crowded, the gardens, with pawing teenagers two-bottles deep.

Beyond the gardens, trees grew tall and eclipsed the moon and stars, and the loud music from the party barely carried there, where the canopy shut out the world.

Sep. 15th, 2015



[After retrieving the poor cow and securing her safe in his dorm room with appropriate food and far away from the disturbing devices of bored college students and their knives (though he leaves the knife taped to the wall...):]

That is not funny.

Sep. 14th, 2015


Public (minus Flash T)

[Public minus Flash T]

[ETA: After this and this.]

Campus security isn't picking up. Anyone else have any ideas for dealing with a weirdo stalker?

Misunderstanding. Carry on.

Can we please deal with the cow now?

Sep. 13th, 2015


Public as Aubrey R

So there's definitely no need for Frosh Week to become Frosh Month, right? Is the green body paint still super necessary?

Also, totally unrelated, but the ridiculous abundance of abandoned frat houses on campus have got to be begging for some kind of party. I mean, just an observation. Definitely not insinuating anything. (Nothing to see here, campus security.)

Sep. 12th, 2015


[public as Conner K.]

Hey GU freshmen, there's a leak from the guys' showers seeping out into the hallway. Might want to put your stuff up on a chair or something.


One shower head is bent flat to halt the flow of water. Until it is entirely replaced, the stall is out of order. Conner takes his mattress outside to dry on the stairs.]

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