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Showdown at Slaughter Swamp
Batgirl and Green Arrow have been riding for a few hours now, on their way to Slaughter Swamp: the last sighting of the mutated, truck driving zombie dubbed "Gingross." The red-tinged air pollution of Gotham fades behind you, giving way to the muted moonlight of a cloudy night sky. The swamp carries something of a supernatural reputation, as you're well aware- if the "hauntings" in Connor's building can be traced anywhere, Slaughter Swamp is as likely a point of origin as any.
Eventually, you run out of road and park the Batcycle. The nearest source of real light is coming through the window of a nearby, small wooden shack right on the edge of the swamp.
Eventually, you run out of road and park the Batcycle. The nearest source of real light is coming through the window of a nearby, small wooden shack right on the edge of the swamp.
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Idiot. What had he been thinking? He'd given fair warning that he was going to raise the fortress, too, but he hadn't even though to check to make sure Professor Bravo sought cover. Nevermind that he was expecting the man to just meekly go back into the shack where he'd been held captive for weeks, with his only hope of rescue about to storm the fortress. Of course he'd run.
He pushes the guilt aside for now, moving to follow the others in.
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Two of the remaining turrets continue to attempt to lock onto a target, but the two others find Connor and Stephanie, respectively.
Connor sees the turret gunning for him and moves out of the way before it even comes close- but as Steph attempts the same maneuver, a bolt goes right through the cape trailing behind her.
You all see four men in black pinstripe suits peer through the open windows, and all four start firing submachine guns.
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He, uh. Drops the gun. Obviously.
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Connor's got the right idea; it'll be better for them to take out the people and Starfire to take out the turrets. She pulls a stingerang out and aims; it's full of a jellyfish toxin serum, so if it hits, it'll cause a lot of pain in short order. She aims at one of the gunmen and lets fly.
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It's not a pretty sight... let's just say he's out of the picture too.
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If she happens to be able to disarm them while she's at it, all the better.
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"SEND OUT THE TEST SUBJECTS, ASS!" she hears a low, growling voice shout. "Christ! Who's at our door, the freaking Justice League?"
Those top two turrets have been missing their mark since they started firing. You get the impression their targeting system might have a little too much swamp water in it.
Connor continues to elude the turret trained on him- and it seems the other turret has taken Steph's bait, for now.
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Then again, he's also seen full well just what those turrets can do. The way they've been following him, though, makes him wonder if there isn't a way to gum up their targeting system.
"Batgirl!" he calls out. "Do you have anything that can take these out?" As he speaks, he looks over the turret nearest him as best as he can, trying to see if he can spot a camera. If he can, he'll try to put an arrow in it.
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Better her cape than her, though. She's glad Operation: Matador was a success.
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Crap.
Thinking fast, Connor turns around and shoots an arrow right at the batarang- rappelling it with extreme speed towards Steph's turret, with is blown to smithereens.
Steph briefly appreciates how nearly that was her. Connor briefly appreciates the power of an explosive arrow.
As for the three remaining turrets, the two on top hit some tall trees. One crashes on top of the base, sinking it slightly back into the swamp- but not to window level- and one crashes on the remains of Professor Bravo's shack.
Distracted by his trick shot, the laser trained on Connor finally catches up to him- but it's been streaming for a while now, and the power seems to be ebbing. It gives him a nasty second degree burn and knocks him from his feet.
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Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Doom, Starfire hears a trio of moans approaching her- ones which do not sound too dissimilar to the police sergeant who melted in her arms.
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But what's STEPH doing? Let's watch.
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Now that she's actively trying to get their attention, all three turrets lock onto Starfire at once.
Steeling herself with a coat of starbolts, Starfire gets directly in front of Connor and Steph, arms locked in an X. The light from all three turrets focusing on a single target is brilliant- but nowhere close to what happens when they make contact with her mighty aura.
Each laser is perfectly deflected back to its source. After a magnificent series of explosions, the constant whir of the laser turrets is finally silent.
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"Now, I'm fairly certain there's some sort of gooey zombie mob on its way. We should probably prepare for that." She looks between her two comrades. "For the record, zombies mean I'm allowed to use lethal force if I have to, right?"
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He glances cautiously back at the fortress, trying to see whether they're planning on sending the "subjects" out or trying to lure them in. He rolls his shoulders gingerly, and is surprised by how little the burns hurt, which is either a very good or a very bad sign.
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[MODERATION: Here's the initiative order for this encounter:
1. Starfire
2. Longlegs
3. Connor
4. Steph
5. Fleshflood
6. Toon Zombie]
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She doesn't sound like she has much hope that will work before she starts in on Longlegs with a flying double-starbolt-charged-fist attack to his front limbs to try and throw him off balance like an AT-AT.
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Crying out shrilly, Longlegs' mouth expands into an impossibly large, dark maw. He sticks the arm holding Starfire right into his mouth and bites down, swallowing her along with the end of his arm- which immediately grows back.
Notably, the front right arm has not, as a stump of what was once its arm ends in a blackened scorch mark.
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The last time he'd felt this way, life had thrown him against a literal dragon.
This, somehow, is actually worse.
Connor clamps down on his initial "panic" response, trusting Starfire to be durable enough to handle herself. Instead, he elects to get some distance, circling around in the vague direction of the shack behind them, and fires an experimental shot aimed at the stomach of the one with the longer legs.
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