Tweet of the Day: Fiddler’s Hill
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This a superhero origins story loosely based on the DC Comics RPG story a friend of mine is putting together for our gaming group. Some of you might not get some of the references, after all the DC Comic universe is far more than Batman/Superman. Then again, never underestimate the powers of the gentle reader. 😉
Enjoy!
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-Earth
-Circa 2025 C.E.
-25 k.m. west of Metropolis
-0.5 k.m. under the surface
-LuthorCorp Facility #435
<CONTAINMENT DEACTIVATED>
The tank door opened. He felt the concrete under foot crumble.
“How long?” he asked in the darkness.
And a voice in the darkness replied.
<CURRENT DATE, JANUARY FIRST 2025>
“Status?”
<POWER AT TWENTY-SEVEN PERCENT>
“Lights.”
Faint lights illuminated the lab. Water trickled down a wall. Most the equipment was encrusted with a decades of mold and rust.
<POWER AT TWENTY-FIVE PERCENT>
Felix, come in, we have a lot talk about.
I heard a lot about you, Mr. Luthor, not all of it good.
There is…some truth to all it. Figuring out which is which is the tough part. These days you can’t even buy privacy, let alone secrecy. But you can…seed the information fields, so to speak.
You mean plant information in newspapers and gossip columns.
As well as, government agencies, both national and international.
If you can’t hide something, then distract them.
Exactly. But you are not here about that. You are here because there is a threat.
A threat to you, Mr. Luthor?
A threat to all mankind, Felix, myself included. There are certain groups with national and global interest who are preparing certain contingencies should the worse come pass. The current global model is insufficient to protect mankind.
You mean the Justice League.
Among others. They are…unreliable..have their own agendas.
<POWER AT TWENTY-ONE PERCENT>
And you don’t, Mr. Luthor?
My agenda is the protection, the advancement of humanity. We are clearly not alone in the universe and that universe has proven to be all too hostile to mankind. Of all people you should know that, you ran the simulations.
And what does that have to do with me?
You have a keen tactical mind, are at your physical peak, and have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that we have little time to change the status quo before it collapses around us.
What do propose?
To turn you into our chance to survive.
“What’s the global status?”
<LOSS OF SIXTY PERCENT OF PEAK GLOBAL HUMAN POPULATION – EXTENSIVE ENVIRONMENTAL DAMAGE – PARTIAL NUCLEAR WINTER ACROSS MOST OF THE NORTHERN HEMISPHERE – ALL KNOW PRE WAR GOVERNMENT ENTITIES DISSOLVED – ALIEN FORCES OCCUPY EARTH AT A PLANETARY LEVEL>
“Enemy activity?”
<INGRESS AND EGRESS POINTS ARE CLEAR OF ENEMY ACTIVITY – FREQUENCY OF ENEMY PATROLS – LIGHT>
He found the uniform he designed all those years ago. A practical suit of armor, not much protection against enemy weapons, but better than fancy tights or capes.
<POWER AT SEVENTEEN PERCENT>
“Initiative contingency Alpha two zero niner,” he said.
<ACKNOWLEDGE>
He flew off through a tunnel that led to the surface.
And what if we are too late, Mr. Luthor?
Then it will be up to you to bring back humanity from the brink.
Understood.
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