Post by Vic Stone on Aug 4, 2015 22:29:24 GMT -5
September 1st, 2015
4:55 PM
Relocated Titans Tower, Coast of Star City
Tags: Garfield Logan, Koriand'r
The lights flickered throughout the hallways of the large facility as one of its few remaining residents worked from within a wall panel, replacing wires and soldering them in place. His fingers changed shape between various tools as the robotic man worked, sweat pouring from his still biological face. He could handle getting pulled out of his own universe, he could handle being forced to play into some mad man's game, but the one thing Cyborg couldn't have was the AC going out. Whatever this place was, it was hot. The computers still showed their current location as Star City, but even California wasn't this hot.
"BOOYAH!" Victor attempted to leap to his feet as the low hum of cool air began to return throughout the facility, but his joyous exclamation was soon replaced with a plethora of profanities as he hit his head inside of the wall. A few short grumbles later and he crawled out and began to screw the panel back in place.
They'd have to leave this place eventually. Sure, they'd managed to keep the backup generators going, but there was the problem of food and fresh water. Even though they were seemingly surrounded by desert, there had to be somebody out there who could help them out.
"Yo, BB! Star! I fixed the-" he soon found himself being cut off by the power seeming to go out around the tower. Then came the red flashing lights. Oh great, the perimeter alarm had been tripped by something. "-nevermind, ugh... EVERYBODY TO THE FOYER."
Running down the hall, Cyborg eventually reached the central chamber of Titans Tower, the blue light of the large computer monitor on the north wall contrasting with the continuous black and red flashing. Making a few keystrokes, charts and a video feeds began to flood the screens. Maximizing one of the videos, Cyborg could only slump back into the chair behind him and rub his eyes, annoyed.
"You guys, celebration of my genius will have to wait, we're about to get a whole lot hotter." He rolled out of the way and began typing on the module on his left arm. The screen showed a large chunk of rock heading in from space, massive, flaming. A meteor was the icing on the shit cake which was their entire time spent on this 'Murder World'.
4:55 PM
Relocated Titans Tower, Coast of Star City
Tags: Garfield Logan, Koriand'r
The lights flickered throughout the hallways of the large facility as one of its few remaining residents worked from within a wall panel, replacing wires and soldering them in place. His fingers changed shape between various tools as the robotic man worked, sweat pouring from his still biological face. He could handle getting pulled out of his own universe, he could handle being forced to play into some mad man's game, but the one thing Cyborg couldn't have was the AC going out. Whatever this place was, it was hot. The computers still showed their current location as Star City, but even California wasn't this hot.
"BOOYAH!" Victor attempted to leap to his feet as the low hum of cool air began to return throughout the facility, but his joyous exclamation was soon replaced with a plethora of profanities as he hit his head inside of the wall. A few short grumbles later and he crawled out and began to screw the panel back in place.
They'd have to leave this place eventually. Sure, they'd managed to keep the backup generators going, but there was the problem of food and fresh water. Even though they were seemingly surrounded by desert, there had to be somebody out there who could help them out.
"Yo, BB! Star! I fixed the-" he soon found himself being cut off by the power seeming to go out around the tower. Then came the red flashing lights. Oh great, the perimeter alarm had been tripped by something. "-nevermind, ugh... EVERYBODY TO THE FOYER."
Running down the hall, Cyborg eventually reached the central chamber of Titans Tower, the blue light of the large computer monitor on the north wall contrasting with the continuous black and red flashing. Making a few keystrokes, charts and a video feeds began to flood the screens. Maximizing one of the videos, Cyborg could only slump back into the chair behind him and rub his eyes, annoyed.
"You guys, celebration of my genius will have to wait, we're about to get a whole lot hotter." He rolled out of the way and began typing on the module on his left arm. The screen showed a large chunk of rock heading in from space, massive, flaming. A meteor was the icing on the shit cake which was their entire time spent on this 'Murder World'.