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Kate Bishop     There was a general message on the T-Comms and general intercom in the building from Kate <<Any Titans who aren't busy saving the world come on down to the Danger Room. I've got a new simulation I've been itching to run. Though if poeple have something specific they I can always pivot and rub something else instead >>

    When people show up she is perched on the control console, crossed legged. She doesn't actually need the controls she is sitting on, she has it all wired to her tablet right now as she watches the door and waits to see who will take the bait.
Terry O'Neil "Alright, Hawkyhawk," Vorpal says, coming into the room and heading to the console to meet Kate, "What fresh hell do you have for us today?"

The Cheshire grins. He's not in his usual uniform, but his grey sweats and hoodie. This is usually what he wears when he's between uniforms. "Are we aiding Gondor this time, or are we going hand to hand with Klingons? I never know where you're going to endanger our lives."
Madison Evans     "Irie hasn't answered my text yet," Madison remarks in a thoughtful tone - as she and Xiomara ride the elevator into the tower. The teen is staring at her phone with a puzzle frown when the message comes over the intercomm - and her expression immediately brights. "//Danger// Room? Let's go do that!" she says eager. "Maybe they'll let us watch!"
    She studies the elevator console, looking for likely buttons - mumbling to herself, "I think Irie said it wa- HERE!"
    As luck would have it, the two teens soon find their way to the aforementioned 'DANGER room' - with Madison bouncing up onto the tips of her toes. "Hi Terry! Who's your friend? Can we watch? I brought Crush! Is that okay? That's okay right? I texted Irie but she's- I dunno, maybe she's hanging with her dad or something."
Xiomara Rojas Crush had been told that she was welcome to explore the tower, get to know the members of the team, and even learn to fight with them. In her mind, that was enough permission to answer a call from the danger room, and she /really/ needed to punch something to the moon. Technically in the danger room that likely wasn't possible, but she was hoping the satisfaction of punching something in there would be enough. Although she had managed to mostly get her anger back in check it was finals week, and there was a picture of Lobo flashed around, so yeah, she wanted to punch things.

"Irie's probably studying," she comments, looking at the panel in the elevator. Lack of labels, way to get lost.

"Watch? You just want to watch?" she then asks with a soft snort. "I intend to punch something, a lot, perhaps even after they've gone down."

Silence followed as she trailed after Madison, the younger teen having a way of making sure the entire room knew she was there, and she handled introducing Crush as well, so the two in the danger get a, "Sup?" and wave.
Kate Bishop     Kate grins, like a cat that ate a canary, when Terry shows up taking the bait. "Awesome. I was hoping for a kitty to show up." she cocks her head still sitting all cross legged on the control console. She is peering past Terry at Crush and Madison.

    "I'm Hawkeye." she points to herself, then down to the bow resting in alll of it's amazement against the console within grabbing range. Her purple signature glasses are pushed up into her hair right now. "You must be Madison and Crush right..." she glances down at her pad. "Did you have a codename you want me to use for you Madison?" she taps on her tablet.

    It is pretty fast typing. "Okay wasn't predicting Crush being here, but can compensate. Honestly it is a good opportunity to gather calibration on both the newbies to help us in future training."

    With a final tap the whole room fades to black, no light and then slowly some light filters back in. Bit by bit. Also rain starts to fall. Gosh this place is gloomy with really dark architecture.

    Kate is no where to be scene, probably using the dangeroom to cloak her presence. Her voice comes from all over though through the system. "Gotham National just triggered their alarm. People are in deadly peril."

    Over yonder down the street, across from the park you all find yourself in, is a Bank Building, whose windows just blew outward with a dramatic explosion.
Terry O'Neil "... Gotham, /seriously?/" Terry says with dismay in his voice, "That place is dirty."

He reaches into a rabbit hole and pulls out a pair of sneakers. These are special, with the top shorn off to allow for his claws. He hastily puts them on, "I'm not crazy enough to run barefoot through Gotham."

He smirks, "I think you and Crush should definitely fit in." Cracking his knuckles, he heads out of the console and towards the simulation, "C'mon, we've got a Bank Heist to foil in Gotham, The noirest of the noir cities."

As he walks, his powers of illusion turn him monochromatic, so he is a grey cat in a light grey hoodie, with heavily accented stark blacks for shadows. When in Gotham...

"Maddie, can you do that Jedi invisibility thing again? If you can, do it flank me, ready to force-grab any guns you might see. Crush, you're stronk, keep your eyes out for a getaway vehicle and... punch the crap out of it is you see it to keep them from escaping, then join me. I'll go for the frontal approach and get their attention and potentially draw their fire."

Or, rather, his illusion is going to move that way. The real Vorpal crouches low to the ground and advances several feet behind, invisible.

Hey, you can only be shot so many times before you learn your lesson.
Madison Evans     "Oh, umm-" Madison goes silent for a moment - which is surprising enough, before she offers in a voice that- well, you might mistake it for uncertain, but surely Madison is not capable of such uncertainty? "...Fulcrum?" she offers, before looking between Kate, Terry, and Crush to see if any of them even get the reference.
    "Oh! Right! Hawkeye! I do arrows too I mean probably not like you I mean definitely not like you my friend Dyani was teaching me Navajo archery!" She bounces back up onto her toes - clearly back to her usual form almost immediately - and then she lets out a squeal of delight as the world around her changes. "This. Is. So. COOL! How does it do that?! Why are you worrying about the Gotham streets - this isn't really Gotham so- OH! Invisible?" The girl wrinkles her brow for a moment, then nods. "I think I can..."
    Lips moving silently as she repeats in her head again and again, 'You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see-' the young J'Jedi' almost immediately blinks out of sight. "...did it work?"
Xiomara Rojas Okay that happened fast. Crush really had no idea what this danger room was or what it could do until right now, this instant, and she's getting rained on. Blinking a few times she turns around in place slowly before stopping and looking at Madison.

"So uh... we care that the imaginary bank is being robbed?" She asks completely sincere with the question, because the truth was she didn't care. If part of the training exercise was to care, then she would fake it to the best of her ability.

Now she looks toward the bank. She's not stupid, if the imaginary people are in imaginary danger inside the imaginary bank, they are targets for the imaginary bad guys to hurt. The explosion was an interesting play by the bad guys, was it to cover their escape?

"You got it er... Terry," she is hoping she got that name right. Listening to Terry she starts jogging toward the bank at an even pace. He said punch a car, so that's what she will start doing... doesn't matter if it's not the actual get-away vehicle, if it has wheels and is parked on the street toward the bank, she's making sure it goes no where by punching through the engine blocks. She's new to being a 'hero', she'll learn.
Kate Bishop     Explosion was them blowing the vault open most likely.

    As the glass tinkles and falls into the street in front of the bank and as the dust settles there are two white rabbit ears poking up, followed by a girl's head. She peers at the street and the approaching Vorpal illusion. "Huh. Hey uh Boss... there is totes someone out there copping our schtick and a circus clown I think?"

    From inside the bank calls "Well Hare. Dee and Dum are busy, so make yourself useful and shoot em until Unicorn and Lion can take care of em."

    The lady wearing white rabbit ears, bit like a playboy bunny if not for the makeup. wheels up a for gods damned real SAW-12 and aims down at the cheshire cat and opens fire.,,, the heavy caliber auto-shotgun rips up the pavement and chews a car apart as it cuts a line right for the illusionary Feline.

    Which is about when someone dressed like a lion themed wrestler and a unicorn themed one burst through the front doors of the bank. Which is easy, no glass, and looks around then starts to charge down the front steps. The unicorns 'costume' is a metal helmet with horn though.

    
Terry O'Neil <<... how dare you. The folklore of my people. I am deeply offended, Hawk>>

He isn't. Not really. The illusory Vorpal is torn to shreds by the fire. Literally- shreds of the illusory creature tear away and fly in the wind. With only his head remaining, up in the air.

Said head that flies up in an arc and becomes considerably larger- the higher angle intended to draw the fire up in the air and off street level. The head appears almost as large as a person now, with eyes glowing purple. As it opens its mouth, purple light comes from its mouth. "Hello, Bunny. Let me guess: You're late for a very important date?"

"Crush, tackle the unicorn. Maddie, the gun!" the invisible Cheshire cat calls, laying as low to the ground as possible to avoid the initial shots. He has designs on the lion, but the Rabbit needs to be neutralized.
Madison Evans     "Oh- gosh," Madison murmurs. Her voice is quiet - no one said they couldn't see her. Maybe she overdid it and they can't //hear// her either? Could that be a thing? ...it's probably not a thing.
    Unssen, the teen nods to Vorpal's instruction. She holds her hands out and, making a jerking motion, tries to pull the shotgun out of the rabbit's hands. She realizes a moment too late that that would send the gun flying towards her and potentially give her location away - so she quickly follows this with a gesture of her hands, as she tries to hurl the gun upwards, towards the roof of a nearby building where no one can reach it easily.
    Guns are bad, mmmkay?
Xiomara Rojas Circus clown? Seriously? A woman wearing fricken bunny ears was throwing shade? Whatever. There were targets now, which meant she finished up the last car and went into a full run to catch up. Drawing fire was usually her job, or rather should be. The bullets from those guns /might/ tickle, depending, it's likely she wouldn't feel anything.

No matter, there were targets now that were visible and Terry had given which one specifically would be hers to take down. The minute she knew which, she poured on the speed in a direct charge to the unicorn, barreling down on them like a linebacker heading for the quarter back... time for the sack, with fists.

"Surprise mother fuc..." the rest of that is cut off, likely from the screaming in fear and surprise Unicorn as the half-Czarnian goes for the tackle and face punch.
Kate Bishop     Kate did mention she would be compensating for the fact that Crush is joining in. Invisibly cloaked by the dangeroom, some sliders on her tablet are slid way up as the hardlight systems compensate for the new orders through the simulation.

    Which is probably why the guy dressed up as a fanciful metal unicorn poser doesn't scream in fear and surprise, and instead dips that very sharp looking horn right into the fist coming at his face as he is tackled. Said tackle sending them both sliding back towards the bank but the guy doesn't crumple.... must be a .. uh meta.

    Not that the real Unicorn in the Wonderland Gang is much of a meta, still this is more challenging right. Better test.

    The white Rabbit yelps as her gun is taken right out of her hands "Hey no fair.. my gun!.... whose wise idea was that!" she puts her hands on her hips and stares up at the Cheshire Head "Well.. we are on a tight timetable according to the boss. Gotta be in and out before the Bats gets here...." she yells back down "Also I'm the White Raaabbit not the Hare." she sighs and then shimmers splitting into two, a girl in a brown set of Rabbit ears duplicates out of the White Rabbit girl and yells down "Yeah.. I'm the hare... that is the White Rabbit.. you know.. Timey Whimey ... geeze Hatter" the brown rabbit ducks down and grabs two much more reasonable assault rifles and tosses one to her white rabbit friend and fires the other at the floating Cat head.

    Meanmwhile the man in the lion outfit stops where Vorpal illusion was shredded and sniffs testing the air, then looks right at the invisible Vorpal.
Terry O'Neil The Cheshire head opens its mouth wide, as if eagerly eating the bullets. This was a distraction, of course, so Madison could take care of those guns.

Because the real Cheshire Cat was about to get up close and personal with the Lion. Glancing up at the wrestler, and noticing the sniffling, the Cheshire Cat smirks.

How /rude/. He knew what to do with people who sniffed around where they shouldn't.

During some of his travels, Terry had ran into one of the most interesting specimens of the vegetable kingdom: Rafflesia Arnoldii, known to her friends as the Stinking Corpse Lily. The national flower of Indonesia is the largest single flower in the world at around one meter across... and it ranks as one of the most putrid scents in nature, smelling like a decaying, rotting corpse that had spent a good week in the trunk during the Summer.

Being in his feline form at the time, Terry pretty much lost his lunch due to his enhanced senses. Almost on Gar, too, but Beast Boy had seen the sigs and made a quick dodge. The Cheshire learned a very valuable lesson that day that he would not forget. Nor would he forget that smell, either.

Being able to create scents with his illusion powers is... well. Let's just say it can come in handy sometimes. A wave of intense /stench/ comes to meet the lion's questing nose, as the intense memory of the Rafflesia Arnoldii shakes hands with the lion's olfactory cleft.
Madison Evans     More guns?! That's just- unfair! Geeze! Madison keeps low as she creeps towards the bank - curious to see if there are any victims inside in need of help - but she can't just leave the manic bunny girl to murder people without trying to help. How does she even split herself like that?!
    Rather than attempting to pull right away - maybe she's ready for that now - Madison focuses on the white rabbit and shoves hard against the gun, following the motion with a gesture of her hands, trying to smash the gun into the rabbit's face.
    Stop hitting yourself!
    Then she immediately wrenches at it, trying once again to hurl the gun high, and out of reach.
    Can she possibly attempt the same thing with the brown rabbit in such quick succession? Doubting it - she hopes for bad footing on the wet ground, and reaches for one of the brown rabbit's feet, giving a tug and trying to trip her up, while still positioning herself to peek into the Bank.
Xiomara Rojas Crush has fought against numerous meta before, in the real world. In the underground fighting rings that's all they would let her fight, so when this guy shows he has more endurance than expected, it doesn't seem to matter to her. He was just another big, buff guy who thought he was all that and sliced bread, she would prove him wrong.

The horn on the helmet, no matter how sharp the guy had gotten the point, still couldn't break her skin. So as she punched into it, it may have hurt like hell, but the effect was likely her flattening it against the helmet. "You gotta do better then that ass wipe," she growled, already moving to swing again with her right hand.

Around her waist the black chain seems to stir, moving to unwrap itself of its own volition. Obelus has no idea this isn't a real situation, that the fight is with a being made of technology and light. To the chain, her ward was in trouble and so it was that Obelus made herself known.

Smoothly moving from Crushes waist, the Czarnian doesn't notice it happening until Obelus moves to attempt wrapping the man's legs up. "Obelus, wait, no..." she almost yelps, not having expected the chain to react... but it was too late. Obelus was in defense mode now.
Kate Bishop     Well the Unicorn is not having a very good day. No sir. Still not going down like a house of cards though as it gets wrapped with the unruly chain with a mind of it's own and punched in the head again. He shakes his head and takes a swing with a free hand at Crush, and honestly hits very hard.

    The dangeroom. No joke.

    Mostly though Kate is measuring and calibrating based on what Crush is unleashing and able to take. Making sure she has a good feel for the Titan-to-be for future sims and general training.

    From everywhere and nowhere "You do know, if he was the real Unicorn in Gotham... that first punch would have sheered him in twain. You need to pull your punches until you know if they are able to take one of your swings Crush."

    Meanwhile though the rabbits, plural, are having trouble with the cloaked Jedi and her force PUSH and PULL tricks. When the second rifle is ripped out of the White Rabbits hands again "Gosh Darnit.. again... whose doin that yah jerks!" and the Brown Rabbit, aka March Hare looks around then levels a gun to spray the streets, and as her feet get knocked out from under her she sprays upwards and actually nails the White Rabbit in the side "ACK..." who goes down bleeding.

    The lion... well... the lion is hurling all of a sudden. That was a really dirty trick.
Kate Bishop     Inside the Bank, other than the bleeding White Rabbit, is a whole lot of people sitting on the floor around a tea set. They look like security guards, customers, tellers, all drinking tea and grinning goofily.

    Nearby is a man dressed like the Mad Hatter. "Tea Time..!" while two men who look like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum come out with a girl dressed in overalls and carrying a sledgehammer and another dufflebag. "Come on boss... lets bolt out the back. It sounds like hell out front.... Walrus has the getaway van ready."
Madison Evans     "No!" Madison gasps out as the rabbit, essentially, shoots herself. She hadn't wanted that! She immediately responds by trying to tug the gun out of the falling rabbit's grasp, hoping that the surprise has loosened their grasp, rather than tightened it. ...a possible miscalculation, there.
    Regardless of her success, she adds urgently, "They're trying to escape out the back!" before darting into the bank. Best not to stay where she's standing, after all, after giving away her position.
    Unfortunately, she doesn't notice the wet footsteps following her as she proceeds into the bank, hoping to find a way to seal the back entrance...
Terry O'Neil No cat has ever truly fought cleanly. It's a thing they do. Vorpal does a violent backflip to avoid the puke, and finally becomes visible.

"Wonderland Police! You are hereby arrested for attempting to pass off as /my/ friends. So I now get to /hurl/ the book at you!"

As if to punctuate that absolutely horrible pun, he creates an enormous book chaos construct, larger than a person, to come on the lion while he is busy puking. If that means he ends up getting knocked down onto his own sick, well...

Vorpal /did/ say he was offended at their appropriating Wonderland culture to commit crimes, after all. "You should count yourselves lucky none of your bozos have a Cheshire on board, or you'd /really/ see me gettin' mad."

Right, there's an injury. He taps his comm. <<Call an ambulance, we have one goon down from friendly fire.>>

Crush doesn't seem to need help with the Unicorn yet. She's tough. Madison rings the alert, though, about the rest of the gang escaping, and he snarls at the lion. "If you ever so much as /move/, the spell will ensure you stink like that for the rest of your life. Which won't be very long if you are constantly vacating the contents of your stomach. Capisce?" the cheshire snarls. For effect, some violent purple sparkles form a circle around the Lion, indicating the presence of a spell.

Of course, it's pure illusion. But does /he/ know that?

The Cheshire turns around and starts to run for the bank to help Madison. He can only trust that his bluff will keep the lion down. Otherwise, he's probably about to get tackled-
Xiomara Rojas "I got no idea how to pull punches!" Crush screams, adrenaline starting to really kick in and then she gets punched in the head. The punch seems to fuel Crush, rather then stagger her. Oh heck yes, it hurt, and it had been a /long/ while since anything actually hurt her, so that pain was more fuel on the fire.

"It is so on dickweed!" she screams, preparing to lay into the Unicorn with both fists now, but then she hears Madison, talking about them escaping out the back. "Damn it!" she adds on, hissing it out.

"Hold him in place Obelus," she instructs, then moves back out of the reach of the Unicorn. He wasn't going anywhere.

"I got this," she calls back to Terry and Madison, where ever it was Madison was. Stooping low to the ground, she forces tension and muscle energy into her legs for a singular moment then leaps up and over the bank. Not many knew that was something she could do, but for reasons unknown she had really started to get into this fight. Was it because she was helping imaginary people? Was it because she was learning new things? Was it the chance to show off and maybe learn even more? Oddly, D all of the above.
Kate Bishop     "Which is good for us to know. Means we need to get Troia and Fairchild in here to spar with you and teach you how to deal with threats without turning them into paste." which is exactly what she types into her pad and sends a memo to the two mentioned.

    She thinks about the rest but lets it play out a bit further. Letting Crush land in the back alley and nearly crush the escape van. There is a guy with a walrus metal jaw rig behind the wheel staring wide eyed.

    Crush does feel something tunk into her fact though, and stick. "I think you would make a very good queen of hearts ... you're pale like her. Though maybe Queen of spades with the black makeup."

    Which is where the whole simulation pauses, the rain stops mid-fall. Everything but the living participants frozen in a moment of time.

    "One Mad Hatter, Jervis Tetch. Mind Control Technology.... which well the danger room can't simulate. So I'd have to ask you to play the bad guy now Crush... but I think this is enough of a work out for the night."

    The people in the bank are frozen looking at the wet footprints in the lobby of the bank, one of them had just remarked "Invisible tea guests!" happily before drinking from the children's tea set. Drinking nothing but air it seems.
Terry O'Neil Vorpal stops as the simulation grinds to a halt. "You know... I hate the Wonderland Gang. One of these days I am going to come after Jarvis and send him to the /real/ Wonderland once all of that has been sorted out and see how he actually likes it down there." He smirks and glances around, "I did kind of enjoy making the Lion puke. I'm going to try that if I ever run into him. The real lion is a sweetheart, I seem to remember, he'd take great offense at being made into a criminal."
Madison Evans     "Ummm - it stopped. Did we... fail?" Madison asks - puzzled by the paused simulation. She turns full circle - and finally spots the wet footsteps leading to her own location. "Oh. Ooops," she remarks, pointing the footprints, as if that was at all helpful - when you're invisible.
    "I got someone shot when I tripped the brown bunny," she adds in a mournful tone. "I didn't mean to do //that.//"
Xiomara Rojas Crush looks at the thing stuck to her, one brow raising. Mind fuckery, she'd been through that once before and did not like it, at all. Terry seemed to know what this gang was, she'd heard him calling out to them, but she had no clue, just like she had no clue what the danger room could actually do. She was relieved to find out it couldn't control her mind.

"I don't do make believe real well either," she comments, in regards to being the enemy now... she had no idea /how/ to be an enemy. If that meant trying to hurt someone like Madison, not happening.

It is at this time that Obelus comes whipping around the corner of the bank. Since the guy she was fighting wasn't moving any more, her 'hold him' order was over and it was time to get back to her ward. Slithering along the ground like a snake, she goes up Crushes leg and back around her waist. The last end of the chain smacks at the thing sticking to Crush, but the guardian was confused by all this and felt no real danger any more.

"Uh... yeah, that's..." she grins sheepishly, then runs her hand over the chain. "Obelus, she doesn't really listen to reason when I'm in trouble, so... I wonder what she'd do if I /was/ mind controlled."
Kate Bishop     The whole room goes dark and then when the lights drift back up to normal it is the empty Danger Room with everyone in it, including Kate sitting on the control panel with her tablet on her lap.

    "Which is why I paused the simulation. We learned a bit. Crush needs to practice restraint.... and yeah not sure what Obelus would do if you were mind controlled. Probably messy." Kate shrugs but smiles.

    "Vorpal did fine, but still needs to practice more before field commanding I think on tactics. Good call though on the initial bout of orders but then you just kind of let everyone drift."

    Finally she looks to Madison "Good job, no idea how often you've done this but the invisible trick and then the pulling and throwing the guns, top notch T-K and good instincts.... sometimes though stuff happens so you need to be cautious of doing it when people are shooting automatics."

    "So. Now celebratory pizza?"

    Pauses a moment.

    "Real pizza not illusionary.. we can send Vorpal to pick it up."
Terry O'Neil "We didn't have comms, /and/ I had to deal with the Lion stepping up to me. I couldn't shout out orders with him right there- it's why I tried to take him down as soon as possible." The Cheshire points out. "A comm would have helped-In an actual sitch, we will all have comms. Hawky, see if you can put a default setting in the programs to simulate comms for those who don't have them on them. Unless the exercise is about getting around comm interference." The Cheshire calls over his shoulder, then: "Mads, time to go visible, don't forget!"

Sometimes, one can forget. It's happened to him.

"Mads, we'll set up some exercises to see if you can jam guns with the... er, the Force. If you get good at it, then you won't have that happening."

The Cheshire rolls his eyes and grins. "Sure. Pizza. Get your orders ready, I'm going to change into something not sweaty and then head over to Giorgio's. Gar's treat tonight, right?"

And with that, he rabbit holes into his room so he can clean up. Giorgo's loves the Titans, but they draw the line at sweaty post-training people showing up.
Madison Evans     "Pizza? Twice in one day?" That's excitement in the young Jedi's voice, as she bounces - unseen - onto her toes.
    "Oh, right!" she adds as she's reminded to go visible. She closes her eyes - and does the reverse of what she did earlier - thinking loudly to herself, 'You can see me. You can see me. You can TOTALLY see me...' It takes a moment, but the young Jedi reappears in the room.
    Her attention then gets captured by the next words out of Terry's mouth. "Jam the guns..." she muses quietly. Could she? "Wouldn't I need to... study how guns work first? To, umm, know how to jam them? That'd be cool, though... Let's try it!"
    ...what. Now?