Street Cleaning Day [Open]

[Gaunt]

21:00 hours

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A ways south of Jump City, something landed hard. There was silence for a moment, but then a familiar figure stirred. Satellites watched from above as Doomsday shambled out of the crater, looking a bit worse for wear. His trademark bony spikes had been cracked or broken off in places, and his gray skin was marred by cuts. Taking a moment to get his bearings, the monster saw a city to the north and started walking.

Meanwhile, on The Watchtower, things were in a state of chaos. Systems had abruptly gone down, and none of the teleporters were working. The Leaguers were in a mad scramble, trying to bring everything back online, but it would take some time. For the moment, Earth was on its own.

"Attention all metahumans. Please gather immediately at the south side exit from State Route 1. All metahumans are given blanket immunity during this meeting. Waller out." The former CADMUS head's voice took over all communications in Jump City. She sat in the makeshift meeting tent they'd set up for this. This was going to be a nightmare, she just hoped that she'd have the numbers to buy them enough time.

21:24 hours

"We have a state of emergency. Doomsday has landed south of here, and is approaching Jump City. We have about 30 minutes until he arrives. The Justice League is unreachable right now, so it's up to us to hold him off. He's still weakened from whatever dropped him here, so that gives us an edge. I don't expect us to stop him, just keep hitting. Keep him from healing until the League can get here. We're going to be dividing into three groups. Group A will be those who might be able to hurt him. Blasters, super strength, anything high-damage. Group B will be transport. Fliers, super speed, anything that can harass him or help Group A keep up with him. He looks slow, but he isn't. Don't let your guard down for a second. Group C is everyone else. You'll be helping get civilians into shelters, providing first aid, anything that doesn't involve fighting. Line up, everyone. We got a long night ahead of us." Agents moved through the crowd, passing out communicator wristbands to everyone. The devices chirped as they were put on, showing a map of the nearby streets.

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21:05

"Attention all metahumans. Please gather immediately at the south side exit from State Route 1. All metahumans are given blanket immunity during this meeting. Waller out."

Anne stared at the text message, before glancing out the window toward the bay. The sun had long gone and the moon wasn't going to be up tonight. She looked down and picked up picture that feel, pulling back and looking at her cut finger the blood seeped into the glass and on one of the figures in the picture. Anne swallowed, grabbing her phone and heading to her closet to change. Her mind was racing as she finished her breading her hair tying in a yellow ribbon. The young teleporter pulled on her gloves as she went back to her desk and picked up the frame. She pressed a kiss to her fingers then to the frame before setting the frame down and disappearing.

21:27
Catastor stood with a group of villains 'listening' to the woman speak. Doomsday that who they were facing. Every instinct screamed that she run and go save her loved ones, but her grandfather's voice rooted her place, It is the duty of the those with power to protect those without it... This was no different than stealing from the Yukza that didn't keep to the code and went after families of people that wrong them. There were her friends like Alphy and Barb that were powerless, they needed protecting.

Cat swallowed taking the communicator watch following the prompts for activating it before heading over join group B. She was pretty much useless in a fight like this, but she could keep the people that would be of use close and get them out of the way if need be. Absently she looked around for heroes that she knew, the Jump area had a lot of metahumans hanging around and then the Titans had been on a recruiting spree. One question nagged her though...would it be enough?

[Gaunt]

Hellsmith

Mr. Weaver had been right to suggest he bring a golf bag. Then again, when wasn't he right? Hellsmith made his way through the crowd, handing out his weapons to anyone who would accept. "Alright, I got an idea." he said into his communicator. "Magic, like from my weapons, gets stronger when it's near my hammer. I get in there and start rearranging his face, and anything you hammer him with is gonna hit harder. Magic things, anyway." This was gonna be great. He'd get to spread around more weapons than he had so far, which would make his bosses happy. They'd been on his case about skirt-chasing instead of doing his job. Plus, he'd end up looking like a hero. He'd be drowning in girls by the time this was over. Hellsmith was rolling deep, too. He'd convinced Reb and his bikers to come along. It would be great for their street cred if they charged into battle against Doomsday, wielding swords and axes like a bunch of Harley-riding Vikings.

Gaunt

Vampires in public usually wasn't much of a thing. Nosferatu in public was even rarer, for obvious reasons. He stayed at the back of the crowd as long as he could, leaning against the wall. When the time came, Mr. Gaunt headed up to register as group A. He didn't know how much damage he could do, but he could do some. While he waited in line, the vampire placed a call to the Warren. "Send in as many medi-Renfields as you can. And bring me some V, the good stuff. Best we got in the reserves. Opaque containers." The tricky part about being a vampire on a mixed team was that people didn't like to see you drinking blood. Even if they knew what was happening, not seeing it made them feel a lot better. He supposed the whole thing about Nos and Businessman would be out of the bag after all this, but it was about time he retired that ruse anyway.

Kaie

Kaie was really hoping that Ma was already in a shelter by now. She was probably gonna be FURIOUS when she saw Rumble on the news fighting Doomsday. Well, she'd have to- "Finally caught up with ya." Kaie froze. How was Ma's voice here, and how was she at head level? Kaie turned around, dreading what she would see. Ma was hovering there, holding a sword that seemed to be made of bone and lined with large fangs. Kaie had forgotten how intimidating Ma was when she was near eye level. Tattooed construction workers had that effect on people. "Um, Ma? How are ye flyin?" Kaie smiled nervously, trying to take a step back without trampling anyone. "Got this sword from that big red kid. I'm no lettin you fight that thing that killed Superman alone, and I can't really drag you back, so I'm watchin your back on this one." Kaie was not sure how to deal with this.

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The moment she heard that the 3rd group, the C group, would be helping people get to shelters and doing first aid, Maggie was utterly relieved. She was in no way a fighter, but she was a helper (and a hugger) and had a wonderful bedside manner. She knew at least basic first aid, and perhaps her ability will come to some use. If only I could speak the languages. I could be more helpful then, Maggie thought as she put on her communicator wristband, the device chirping as she put it on.

Luckily, Maggie was actually dressed for this kind of thing for once. Her usual dresses were traded in for a pair of jeans and a black top, along with shoes she could actually run in instead of her usual shoes of heels and boots. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, that may or may not of been on the perky side, keeping her hair out of her face.

Gaunt would be so proud at how practical she was being in her wardrobe.

Speaking of Gaunt, Maggie was quick to spot him in the crowd. After all, he tended to stick out, especially since most of the people here were young adults or simply teenagers. Maggie made her way through the crowd towards him, surprisingly quick. "Hey Boss," Maggie said,looking up at him. "So, you're going to go with group A, aren't you? The fighting group?" Maggie questioned, even though it was pretty obvious that he would do just that. No was would he let someone take over his territory. Right? "Can I give you some words of advice boss? Try to stay with the group and don't do anything foolish or alone," She said, a little smile appearing on her face. "Oh, and don't die."

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She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Charlie A.K.A Black Comet, since she was currently wearing her mask, was staring at her communicator taking in the familiar streets on its display. This was a bad idea on so many levels yet here she stood amongst other meta-humans as they lined up into the three groups the leading agent lady counted off. She still had the urge to simply fly off, run away from all this and save herself. Yet she stayed at her spot in the back of the crowd nearly floating with nerves.

When the text message appeared on her phone, Charlie had been watching the emergency news report on what was going down. Doomsday was here, the thing that managed to kill Superman, someone who many had thought was invincible including Charlie. He was headed towards Jump City with an agenda that was unknown to everyone yet they knew there would be death and destruction if he reached the city. Now Charlie had a choice to make.

Pretend she was a useless civilian and flee the city, or don the uniform of Black Comet a flying thief and help out. The first had been her normal response when dealing with her problems yet she knew that if she ran she might as well not come back to Jump City. Shame from running away would be all that she felt when she looked a the faces of her friends here. So, Charlie or Comet decided to stay and help despite the fear that spread through her body. Maybe that was a good thing since she could feel her powers kicking in and her body get lighter. Even with full immunity she chose to go under the guise of Black Comet, she’d rather not have some people knowing who she was, in truth it was her parents finding out that she feared most.

When the agent detailed each group’s mission Comet gave a little curse of irritation. Her powers put her in group B, she could lie and say her powers were useless but since she felt she would float away at any moment that seemed like a stupid thing to do. Comet adjusted her mask/goggles and made her way through the crowd to where her group was after registering as under her thief guise.

What the hell, she was getting the chance to annoy the most powerful thing in the world. All I have to do is stay alive. How hard could that be?

[Buse]

21:02

It was another good day at Spreso's cafe. There were only a few customers left, and Khaldi was chatting up a customer in one of the tables when the message rang through the store, and the entirety of Jump City.

"Attention all metahumans. Please gather immediately at the south side exit from State Route 1. All metahumans are given blanket immunity during this meeting. Waller out."

The conversation immediately stopped as both parts checked their phones, realizing they had received the same message. It was evident something out of the ordinary was going on, and it was something big. "Alright people, we're closing in for the day. Today's consumption is on the house." The boy clapped, urging everyone to leave. "So if any of you are supers, you now have a good excuse to go check out what the fuss is all about. And to those of you that aren't... go get your family and head somewhere safe, just in case. Take care, everybody."

Without many more words, everyone left in a hurry, and the young Spreso locked the door after the last customer went through. His father approached him, putting his hand in the Khaldi's shoulder, and the boy turned around. "Dad, mom, we need to talk. And it'd be great if you could make all the coffee you possibly can while we talk. I'm serious."

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"Dude, have you even played Dead Rising? There's like, a billion zombies in there, yo!"

"I did, and all I'm saying is my grandma could run circles around them! Who cares about numbers if they all useless?"

Dar and two friends were at Jay's hotdogs when the message rang out the owner's radio. "Attention all metahumans. Please gather immediately at the south side exit from State Route 1. All metahumans are given blanket immunity during this meeting. Waller out." The message ended, and Sweet Home Alabama resumed playing.

"Yeah, right. Blanket immunity my behind, yo. Cause like, if a cop says he won't arrest you, he's forbidden by law of arresting you, right? I heard that one before, yo." Mad Dog checked his phone, accompanied by the other two. "Would you believe it? They sending that to the phones as well."

Before the conversation could continue, the song ended, and another message rang through the radio. "Howdy, this is Jonah Jackson with Eagle News. Concerned citizens have reported an alien invasion near the south side exit from state route 1. We ain't sure where the Justice League stands on all this, but the fact all our mutants are being called there shows a clear sign that the government's saying it's too weak to deal with this. Now I don't know about you guys, but my america once was strong enough to fight off any kind of invasion, and now Obama's driving it into the ground. We'll keep you updated with more news."

"Yeah, aliens." Jay said out loud, walking towards the table with 3 hotdogs. "Only crazy people would buy that. You know what's really behind this? The government. It's an inside job."

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21:26

Dar'Kneevel had no idea what he was doing there. Curiosity had gotten the best of him, and now he stood there, listening, without a mask or anything that could pass for a disguise. Doomsday? Where they serious? He looked around, trying to assess the amount of mutants around, giving up a while later. There were way too many to count. He was regretting his decision of checking out the noise, and was about to turn back when an agent gave him a communicator. With no way to turn back anymore, he started walking towards group C when he received a message in communicator, deciding to go towards the source for two reasons... weapons and harleys.

"Hey, got any daggers to spare?"

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"Doomsday, eh? Heard he killed Superman... then again, Supes came back, so the guy can't be that tough. Let's just wrap this up and go home, right?"

Expresso gave a light tap to Black Comet's shoulder. Not that he knew her, but striking up conversation with someone was a pretty good way to lighten up the mood, and he figured everyone probably needed that. Besides, they were in the same group... probably. When the agent gave him the communicator, he momentarily interrupted the conversation with the girl.

"Hey, I got superspeed and can also do damage, to what group should I go?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.

[Gaunt]

Waller sighed. This was going to be one hell of a night. Word had just got through that Doomsday was not to be allowed into the city, which moved up the timetable a bit. That had its ups and downs. On the one hand, the tighter spaces would have made him easier to outmaneuver. On the other, he could he could have slipped away among the buildings. There would be less collateral damage this way, but the big lug was going to have too much room to move. She didn't like it. "All right, everyone, let's move out!"

Gaunt

"Kid, what the holy hell are you doing here?" This was worrying. Maggie didn't have any physical superpowers, she wasn't even really an athlete, and here she was on the anti-Doomsday squad. Gaunt was glad she was staying back, but that was still dangerous. Doomsday did not muck about. "You should worry about yourself. I'm on the tough side, you could get squished out there. Stay out of trouble, alright?" Gaunt had done his research, and he really hoped his intel was good. Doomsday seemed to go for life signs, and Gaunt didn't have those. That meant he could easily play dead if threatened. He just hoped he could last long enough to put that to use. "Watch yourself out there." With that, Gaunt moved out with his group.

Kaie

This was super awkward. Kaie marched out with the group, lagging a little behind to stay out of stepping-on distance. Ma flew beside her, hovering around head height. Well, Kaie's head height, so a fair bit higher than most heads. The two of them didn't speak, and Kaie was trying to avoid looking Ma's way. She was pretty nervous about this. Ma had never been in a super fight before. For that matter, Kaie hadn't had a real one in a while, but she had her super-toughness. What if Ma got hurt?

Hellsmith

Hellsmith seemed the only one there not nervous. He was immortal, what did he have to worry about? And he was finally doing his actual job. His bosses had been furious about how much time he'd been taking off to build a superpowered harem, now they'd finally get off his case. Sure." He handed the cat-eyed boy a pair of daggers that appeared to be made of shadows. "Fading weapons, should take a chunk of him right out of the universe. Maybe the whole thing if we're lucky." He just hoped knife boy didn't steal his thunder. He was supposed to be the lightning rod for the magic, and thus the center of attention. The chicks would dig that.

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The turn out could have been worse, but it could have been better. There were a lot more supers in town, and none of the major five were here, that Cat could see. That was worry some, but there were other things to worry about. Catastor stood by ready and waiting for orders, she was nervous still but her mind was focused as she waited. She smiled a little seeing Kaie here. Cat turned her eyes back to Waller, reading and nodding. As the woman dismissed them Catastor followed after the rest of her group into the city. They had to keep him from enter the city, well then life just got a bit harder. Catastor swallowed, "Here goes something."

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As the alarm rang out, Alphonse Carey had just finished putting on his new knee-brace. Alphy asked Cyborg to make something that would help him walk while his knee healed. A long sigh followed as he crumpled up the instructions and stood up on both legs. Surprisingly, there was no pain as he walked over to his closet and suited up. Doomsday is a monster, a lusus naturae, an abomination... Alphy wondered, for just a moment, which group he would be in. That doubt, however, disappeared as his mask turned him into his darker half.

Penumbra stood, staring at himself in the mirror, as he slowly buckled his shoulder holster to his side. The weight of his gun was heavy on his mind. Other heroes didn't use guns, and he didn't think he should either. This scenario was different. There was a threat that needed to be shot, destroyed, nuked, or tossed into a star. Nodding to himself, he didn't pack any rubber bullets for the day. They were all real, heavy, metal pieces of death. Grabbing his grappling gun, and attaching it firmly to his form, he ran towards the rooftop stairs. Once he reached there, he heard the cacophony and glimpsed the chaos below him.

People swarmed around like ants and some people were screaming. Orderly evacuations were hardly orderly. The second he got to the edge of the roof, he heard the family closing the emergency shutters in case of looters. Fantastic. Looks like I'm not coming home tonight. Looking up, he aimed the grapple gun, and then jumped. Swinging from building to building was almost spiritual...he felt free.

Then, he landed near a group of meta-humans. He wasn't sure which group he was supposed to be in, but if he could use his illusions to distract Doomsday...or even lead him in another direction... he would try.