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The Master Time Lord Captain
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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 4:30 pm
 Bat Computer
The Batcave's centerpiece is a supercomputer whose specs are on par with any of those used by leading national security agencies; it permits global surveillance and also connects to a massive information network as well as storing vast amounts of information, both on Batman's foes and his allies. A series of satellite link-ups allows easy access to Batman's information network anywhere in the globe. The systems are protected against unauthorized access, and any attempt to breach this security immediately sends an alert to Batman or Oracle. Despite the power of Batman's computers, the JLA Watchtower is known to have more powerful computers (composed of Kryptonian, Thanagarian and Martian technology), and Batman does occasionally use them if he feels his computers are not up to the task; on occasion he also consults Oracle for assistance.
The Bat Computer is powerful beyond the realm of realistic computer systems, as Alfred Pennyworth is able to program a replication (his "brain algorithms") of himself that can be conversed with.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:04 pm
Anthony leaned back in the chair, dragging a hand down his face. The shuttle was in the water, Damian had managed to save everyone. Tony hadn't doubted the amazonian's skill, but right at the end it had gotten too close for comfort. He was on his way back now, but that didn't mean they were done for the night. It still wasn't sunrise yet, there was still work to be done. Gotham had fallen back into a state of disorder, even more so than before. After Bruce and the others disappeared, there was no one to take up the mantle but him, and he knew he wasn't ready to go out on his own, as evidenced by getting his a** handed to him during the fight with Bane. Now, it had been ten years since he'd started training, if he wasn't ready now, he never would be. He'd started going out more often, several nights a week, as opposed to a few times a month when something big was happening. So far he was doing fine, coming back from successful outings with minimal damage. He was getting better, that much was certain. Soon, he'd be able to take back the city. He switched off the comms, knowing Damian would be back soon anyway, and stood up, grabbing his mask(though it was more of an actual helmet than a mask) off the desk and slid it onto his head. "Damian, run a city wide scan for any criminal activity. Let's see what scum we can clean off the streets tonight." They still had a few hours left, they could get quite a bit done if they were efficient about it. "Right away sir," the AI responded.
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The Master Time Lord Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2016 3:11 pm
 ωση∂εя вσү [Dαмιαи Pяιиcє]
❞тнє pяιиcє σғ тнє αмαzσиs❞ ★ ★ ▬▬
ι αм α вєιиɢ σғ тнє ɢσ∂sPost Post xxxxxσғ тнє ωιи∂ αи∂ яαιиxxxxxxxx❝ мч єxιsтєиcє cσмєs ғяσм αʟʟ σғ тнє pαитнєσи❞Post Post Post Postxxx( ғяσм тнє sυи αи∂ тнє мσσи )xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxғяσм тнє ɢαʟιxιєsxxxxx αи∂ тнє sтαяs xxxxxxxxx●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●
When he first came to Man's World a few months ago, there were many things that he did not understand or accept to be truth. However, what he would never have understood was how one man could come to like the dark so much. His first trip to the BatCave was something of an eye-opener. Despite the darkness of the cave, there was a certain essence about the cave. The darkness only seemed to be on the surface once he stepped into the cave and from there the desire to good and protect shone through the dark. Moving through the quiet waters, he came up for air before pulling himself up and onto the small walkway. A submarine designed similarly to a bat was at his right and one day he would have to ask Tony if they could go into it. Submarines, like airplanes, were one of many things within Man's World that he wished to experience.
Stepping into the air for a moment, he spun around quickly in order to get the water off of his armor before landing on the dock once more. From the small dock it was a quick fly up to the to the BatComputer that sat within the center of the cave. Touching down against the ground once more, he took a towel from the small tray before bringing it up to his hair. While spinning at super speeds definitely helped dry his clothing off, his hair was a different story. Naturally as he was returning it looked as though Batman was getting ready to go out once more. "You know Tony, no one in the city of Gotham would fault you for taking a night off." he began, moving closer to the male. Leaving the towel draped over his shoulders, he pulled the helmet off of the male's head before leaning closer in order to inspect his face. "You are a strong warrior and that is something that no one can deny. However, even the mightiest of warriors need sleep. When is the last time you truly slept? Or closed your eyes in order to truly relax?" The lariat on his waist glowed brighter as his hold on the male's helmet tightened slightly. As it stood Wonder Boy had no problems with making Tony go to sleep. At the very least he would make sure the male took a five minute nap.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2016 7:09 pm
Tony heard the amazonian emerge from the water, and waited for him to join him by the computer. He was still waiting for the AI to tell him of any crime that needed attention. Damian spoke of taking a night off, and before Tony could stop him, the helmet was being pulled back off his head. Damian was right, since he'd started going out more, he was sleeping less. He didn't care, though. Bruce made it work, somehow, so why couldn't he? "There are criminals, muggers and thieves, crawling through the city, and you want me to take a night off." He reached out for the helmet, but found that Damian was holding onto it too tightly. He kept his hand on it, waiting for Damian to let it go. "I'll sleep in the morning. I don't have any meetings for the company planned, I'll have plenty of time to catch up on my sleep, does that suffice?" He knew Damian was only worried about him, but his sleep was the last thing he was worried about right now. The worst of the worst came out at night in Gotham, the city needed it's protector.
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The Master Time Lord Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2016 6:44 pm
ωση∂εя вσү [Dαмιαи Pяιиcє]
❞тнє pяιиcє σғ тнє αмαzσиs❞ ★ ★ ▬▬
ι αм α вєιиɢ σғ тнє ɢσ∂sPost Post xxxxxσғ тнє ωιи∂ αи∂ яαιиxxxxxxxx❝ мч єxιsтєиcє cσмєs ғяσм αʟʟ σғ тнє pαитнєσи❞Post Post Post Postxxx( ғяσм тнє sυи αи∂ тнє мσσи )xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxғяσм тнє ɢαʟιxιєsxxxxx αи∂ тнє sтαяs xxxxxxxxx●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●
"Yes, I want you to rest. I've learned that the criminals in Gotham are like the Hyrda. When you cut off one head, three more rise in its place. If you truly wish to keep Gotham safe then these men must seen the light. They cannot simply be intimidated into stopping for the time being. But Tony was his own man. There was no way to force Tony into following his personal logic. Fortunately enough the caped crusader agreed to sleeping in the morning at the very least. His hands released the helmet so that Batman could take hold of it and probably put it on. "I'm coming with you and that will not be debated. You haven't slept and despite how skilled you are, it will be far easier to suppress whatever arises with the two of us together. Especially since many of your fellow men in Man's World favor the use of guns instead of physical combat. " He could remember the first time he deflected a bullet back against one of the common "thugs" as Tony had called them. The male's face was one of pure terror but he immediately surrendered so his bones were spared. "Lead the way."
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2016 7:37 pm
Location: Batcave
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❀xxThe young assistant perked from her place in the kitchen, at the notification on her watch that Tony had returned, and seemed also-- to be entertaining a guest who had just entered the cave.
She decided to make some coffee, with extra fixings in a tin placed beside the cups on the tray, as well as a small plate of cookies. It was already late, and they could both use a bit of a boost. When the coffee was done, Hazel carried the tray and wound her way down the stairs and into the cave, catching the tail end of their conversation as it echoed in the darkness.
Clearing her throat once she was behind them.
"If you're heading out again might you try eating something beforehand. Can't have Damian carrying you back home all the time." Her expression was plain and her tone, while not seeming all that sharp, always had a degree of sarcasm in her remarks. Truth be told-- she worried about Anthony too. After five years, he had become the closest thing to family she had known in some time.
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The Master Time Lord Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2016 10:38 pm
Damian pointed out that Gotham's thugs needed to be shown the light, but was that even possible anymore? There wasn't exactly an "criminals anonymous" meeting happening every week. He wasn't sure he wanted any meeting like that to happen, there was so much that could go wrong with it. He took the helmet when Damian released it, but didn't put it on just yet. Damian was insisting he go with him, and Tony couldn't really argue. He was tired, even if he wouldn't admit it. Having him along would guarantee that whatever happened, it would be a successful night. Or, at the very least, he wouldn't come back in pieces. "Alright, fine I'll let you come along," he stated. He heard Hazel approaching from behind but didn't turn until she spoke. "What have you brought for us?" he questioned. Before she was able to answer, his AI spoke up behind him. Sir, there seems to be a problem out on the docks.Tony turned to the computer almost immediately, seeming to forget entirely that Hazel was just offering him food. "What's happening?" he asked. He pulled on his helmet as the AI answered. Black Mask has made a reappearance, as well as one who appears to be the Red Hood and an unidentified third. I am attempting to find an identity now."Great, let me know as soon as you find out. Damian, let's go. Hazel, thanks for the offer, we'll be back as soon as this is handled." As he spoke he started making his way across the cave to the hangar, where he climbed into the jet and prepared for take-off.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 2:17 pm
ωση∂εя вσү [Dαмιαи Pяιиcє]
❞тнє pяιиcє σғ тнє αмαzσиs❞ ★ ★ ▬▬
ι αм α вєιиɢ σғ тнє ɢσ∂sPost Post xxxxxσғ тнє ωιи∂ αи∂ яαιиxxxxxxxx❝ мч єxιsтєиcє cσмєs ғяσм αʟʟ σғ тнє pαитнєσи❞Post Post Post Postxxx( ғяσм тнє sυи αи∂ тнє мσσи )xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxғяσм тнє ɢαʟιxιєsxxxxx αи∂ тнє sтαяs xxxxxxxxx●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●
There were still some parts of Tony that amused him. One being the fact that the male believed that he needed permission to accompany him on his patrols. There were not many alive that could stop him, much less from helping a friend. However, hearing the sound of a throat being cleared prompted him to turn slightly in order to find the source of the noise. The source then revealed itself to be Hazel, Tony's assistant who also lived in the manor with them. As always she spoke with purpose and her words never held ill intent. It was one of the things he liked about her. She seemed to be one of the few things in Man's World that reminded him of home. Moving around Tony, he made his way over to the tray of cookies that Hazel had prepared. After taking one and tossing it into his mouth he savored the test before finishing it of. "As always Hazel, your snacks are truly wonderful. You'll have to teach me how you make them.I am skilled in the art of War and Peace but I am lacking in the culinary department." he admitted as he took to eating another cookie.
When all was said and done, Tony had made his way towards the Hangar meaning it was time for them to depart. "We'll return shortly." With a smile and a wave his feet left the ground as his body floated through the air over to the BatPlane. "Let us make quick work of them." With those words he flew out of the cave once the hangar doors opened. It saddened him to think that the docks were to be the sight of a shootout as he had just recently saved the lives of a few astronauts. He simply prayed Hera would keep them safe.
OOC: Exit to Gotham Docks.
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