Post by The B-Witch on Aug 20, 2011 12:04:57 GMT -5
*Labor day weekend...2001 was when it began. The sinister Schemer had first been elected nominated for the greatest award an individual could win....super villain of the year. It was an award ceremony that had gone back centuries. Held in underground locations to prevent notice by the authorities....the award was considered a right of passage. It was what seperated the great supervillains from the good ones. Such legendary evil doers as Nero, Dracula, Lizzie Borden, Jesse James, Al Capone....and yes even Jimmy Carter had all been among the winners.
In recent years....individuals such as Doctor Doom....Magneto...Dark Phoenix...Lex Luthor....the Joker...and Hillary Clinton were all among current winners. The Schemer himself had been nominated ten straight years....but he had never won. He had become the Susan Lucci....the Paul Newman of the awards dinner. Lesser men and woman privately joked about this behind his back...which of course...being telepathic....he heard plain as day. He told himself awards for fools...but privately...he yearned to win the award just once to silence his doubters. And he knew just how to do it.
He would have to create a splash....he would have to pull off one of the greatest capers of all time right before the nominations came out....thus putting him over the top. And so at weekly meeting to go over clique business with his agents...a meeting where he gave them their assignments for the week...he decided it was time to ensre his success.*
First order of business....the famed Fedora that belonged to Humphrey Bogart was stolen from the museum of movie history in hollywood. Besides myself only two criminals would perform such a crime. Jervis Tetch...the mad hatter. and that evil hat loving hussy...Tammy Shanter. According to my sources....Tetch is arkham...placed their by bat just last week. So obviously...she is the culprit. Syphon....you and Blindside locate her and grab the hat. I want put back in the museum....unharmed.
Right boss. *Syphon said and left to perfrom his assignment.* Next order of business....it's awards time again. Hard Core...Alyssa....you know what that means. I'm going to win this year. I'm not going to lose again!!!! You're going to help me win!! And I know just how we're going to do it!!
--
"oh please darling...regale us on how you will achieve great evilness this year..."
She was vocally face palming, somewhat glad she'd kept the mask on as it would protect him from seeing the look on her face as he mentions the award.
Her girls were busy doing their homework...which being in home-school essentially seemed redundant. They were fortunate to not be involved this time around.
--
Alyssa, as much as she didn’t show it, did crave her father’s approval. Because clearly, between her and Lark she was the superior choice, and now it was time that her father see that as well.
But there were times, like now, that it was just… hard. Because clearly, RETURNING a stolen item would be negative points on the ‘super bad guy’ scale, but she wasn’t about to point that out to him just yet. There would be so much more time later.
So as a measure of respect, she put her book down and looked up at her father curiously, but said nothing.
--
But of course my darling. *He told is beloved...ong suffering fiance.* We're going to pull off the greatest crime in the history of crime!! *He looked to Alyssa....who he naturally did favor over Lark...and thus was including her in this latest criminal coup to be. He paused a moment....chosing his next words carefully. In otherwords...a pompous speech was forthcoming.*
As you know...Man has climbed Mount Everest, gone to the bottom of the ocean. He's fired rockets at the outside our solar system, split the atom, achieved miracles in every field of human endeavor... except crime! Today...that changes!! Today...in the name of mutant kind....we shall not only pull off the greatest criminal coup in history.....but destroy one of our most persistant foes in the process...namely....BATMAN!!!!
--
"Batman? Again? Why not just humiliate him by killing Bruce Wayne?" She snickers a bit, having known the "truth" about Batman since Cynthia's interview with him well over a year ago...though, the man had more story work-arounds than Llyron had atlantean clones.
"How are you thinking about attempting to kill the bat this time?"
--
Alyssa had ample time during this caper’s lead in to put her book away, pull out her phone, check her email and facebook and log on to twitter for another round of #sh*tmyfakedadsays before hearing the intended recipient. “That makes sense.” She said just barely able to keep the sarcasm out of her voice as she nodded.
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Who said anything about killing him?? *the Schemer responded quickly. And humiliating him is exactly what I have in mind. Every since that flying rodent put me in prison in a misdemeanor change.....putting me...a super criminal of my ilk in a mere city jail...a penny ante pokey....I've been scorned by others of higher level criminal class. Not until I avenge that affront to my person will I be allowed to win the super criminal of the year award. I wrote a pompous winning speech for that years ago!! I'll not be denied again!!
*He paused....collecting himself....not allowing his anger to cloud his judgement in this case. He needed to stay calm...sharp....at his best for this caper. No mistakes....as if he were ever to blame when schemes failed. His genius in plan making was flawless...it was always the lack of proper excution by his minions that caused failures to occur. But not this time.*
Alright....here's the plan....we're going to hold of the gotham city stock exchange for ransom by threatening to destroy the building. And when that insurrable bat comes to their aid.....he'll find he can't stop us. We shall make millions.....and the bat will be made to look like a fool!!
--
"So, we're embarrassing the Bat by making sure he can't save people? Is there any guarantee that Gotham will pay to preserve their precious building and the people inside? With the way the stock exchange has been going lately, I'd think some people would be glad to see it go."
She chuckles softly. "How are we preventing the Bat from interfering?"
--
They might not pay. But then again...with the weapon I have in mind to destroy the building I could just as easily bring down police head quarters....or much of downtown. The city founders will have to pay....or their city will crach down around them. Either way....the bat will not be able to stop us. People will lose faith in him. Children will cry themselves to sleep whining about their lost faith in the bat. And then....then the nomination committee will have to make me super villain of the year!!
*He stopped a moment....giving his gloating a rest for a moment and explained why the bat would not be able to stop them...even if he interfered.*
Simple my dear....because the weapon I have to employ against the buildings is none other than....my darling daughter....alyssa!! She is the key to this entire plan!!!
--
She raises a brow behind her mask, "Alyssa is your ultimate weapon to bringing down Gotham?" She looks towards Alyssa for a moment, then back to her darling. "Dare I ask how you'll be using her...other than probably putting her in harm's way to a point that she will have to be rescued, if not by the bat, by me?"
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Alyssa raised a brow at her name and shrugged a little. “I haven’t destroyed a building on my own volition before, I’d need a megaphone or something.” She said with a shrug. “But it’s do-able.” She looked back to Hard Core. “I wouldn’t necessarily need to be in harm’s way. In fact, with enough electronics planted, I could do it from here….”
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In harms way?? *The Schemer merely shook his head.* Perish the thought. Have you no faith in me?? Place my beloved daughter in harms way?? Never!!
*He listened to Alyssa's comments and grinned. She understood exactly where he was going with all this. It was pleasure to ee someone was listening during his science lectures.*
Quite right, Alyssa. You see....I've determined the exact frequency of stock exchange Tower. Using the ventilation shafts in the building as resonance chambers Alyssa can generate a corresponding frequency that can shake the building into rubble. The same way a singer can shatter a glass with the proper note. It's called sympathetic vibration. Of course that would be a high note. The one Alyssa will use will be subsonic...impossible for the human ear to detect. Too low.
--
"I would guess that seismographs might be able to detect it, though. How difficult will it be to trace the source location?"
She settles back in a chair to watch the two. It was an interesting plot, though she wondered about delivery systems, how Alyssa's voice would be amplified...what could affect the range.
"When are you planning to execute this?"
--
“He’s already done the hard part of getting the frequency. It would just be a matter of my matching the tone. One good, sharp blast is really all that’s needed and then I can leave too as everything starts to crumble.” She said with a shrug. “If you’re worried about being detected, I mean, I can also move around to make it harder to pin point.”
What was she saying… she was actually going along with this? How did she get sucked into actually thinking that something like this was going to work. Maybe because… it actually could. Well, her part anyway. She trusted herself and her powers to work like they should, other than that though, she didn’t know how it was going to go.
--
*He was rapidily growing weary of Hard Core's constant negative comments. As if he....the Schemer did not always think of everything in advance. Alyssa explained things to her quickly....once more making the Schemer proud. Truly she was his daughter. He would have to add a couple zeros to her share in his will.....and perhaps to her weekly allowance.
Exactly Alyssa. They'll never trace the source....because we have a moving power source. She can strike from anywhere. The top of Wayne towers.....from an abandoned subway platform...from inside a moving vehicle...a helicopter...a boat in gotham harbor. Even batman could not track us if the source of power keeps moving.
And we'll demand one thousand dollars a week from each member of the stock exchange...all five hundred member. A half million a week!! And double that from Bruce Wayne...the head of that disgusting do gooding Wayne foundation!!!
And with Batman unable to stop us.....we'll pull off the criminal coup of the century!! We'll make millions....Batman will be shown to have feet of clay......and I'll be super Villain of the year!!!
--
She simply nods...the technical aspect of the scheme seemed sound enough, but as the one who has to point out any negative possibilities, she had to ask the questions.
"Do we need to prove ourselves capable of this before we lay the threat? What should we make an example of, so that they know with all certainty that we can and will act out our threat? It would need to be a hard fast demonstration, with no way to give the Bat a chance to figure out how and why the building crumbles."
She starts cycling through her mind the number of buildings in Gotham that could be easier targets...or harder targets to make a point of.
--
“Water tower.” Alyssa suggests. “Lots of show, something they’ll miss, big clean up, plus all that water will make it easier on me.” She said with a shrug.
--
Correct darling...we must make an example to prove the power of our threats. And that's a simple enough. In two hours there's stock holders meeting at the exchange. Alyssa and give the building a bit of shake. Nothing too much....just enough to prove we can reduce the building to a pile of useless bricks when we want.
*He had that notion in the back of his mind from the start....but when Alyssa spoke up...he decided her idea was better.*
A water tower. Capital suggestion!! I say we head to gotham right now. It's only a 30 minute ride via boat. We'll take my personal yacht into Gotham harbor....and strike at the chessman building water tower. It's in an abandoned area....no loss of life....but it'll make our point perfecly.
*It would be a quick ride hudson river harbor....and then...only a short trip to gotham.
Along the way would summon his android crew to be prepared to castoff.*
--
Alyssa couldn’t help but giggle a little in her excitement. Something that she thought of her dad liked better than his own idea. It was a pretty big accomplishment in it’s own right, but considering who her dad WAS… even more so.
“Great. Let me grab my coat and we’ll be off.”
--
*And so he waited for his daughter and Hard Core to get ready and he himself dressed for the occation as well. Putting on a sea captains hat and in place of his Fedora. It was a tradition. He was every one to dress the part...as it were.
It would not be a long trip to Gotham's blackgate Island.....and once there....he would tell the authorities what was going to happen before it did....then it would be known the clique was responsible.*
This is perfect.....absolutely perfect!! *He said to himself.* Batman humbled in his own backyard!! and I have you to thank darling Alyssa!!
*He waited for her to follow....then...they would be off.
In recent years....individuals such as Doctor Doom....Magneto...Dark Phoenix...Lex Luthor....the Joker...and Hillary Clinton were all among current winners. The Schemer himself had been nominated ten straight years....but he had never won. He had become the Susan Lucci....the Paul Newman of the awards dinner. Lesser men and woman privately joked about this behind his back...which of course...being telepathic....he heard plain as day. He told himself awards for fools...but privately...he yearned to win the award just once to silence his doubters. And he knew just how to do it.
He would have to create a splash....he would have to pull off one of the greatest capers of all time right before the nominations came out....thus putting him over the top. And so at weekly meeting to go over clique business with his agents...a meeting where he gave them their assignments for the week...he decided it was time to ensre his success.*
First order of business....the famed Fedora that belonged to Humphrey Bogart was stolen from the museum of movie history in hollywood. Besides myself only two criminals would perform such a crime. Jervis Tetch...the mad hatter. and that evil hat loving hussy...Tammy Shanter. According to my sources....Tetch is arkham...placed their by bat just last week. So obviously...she is the culprit. Syphon....you and Blindside locate her and grab the hat. I want put back in the museum....unharmed.
Right boss. *Syphon said and left to perfrom his assignment.* Next order of business....it's awards time again. Hard Core...Alyssa....you know what that means. I'm going to win this year. I'm not going to lose again!!!! You're going to help me win!! And I know just how we're going to do it!!
--
"oh please darling...regale us on how you will achieve great evilness this year..."
She was vocally face palming, somewhat glad she'd kept the mask on as it would protect him from seeing the look on her face as he mentions the award.
Her girls were busy doing their homework...which being in home-school essentially seemed redundant. They were fortunate to not be involved this time around.
--
Alyssa, as much as she didn’t show it, did crave her father’s approval. Because clearly, between her and Lark she was the superior choice, and now it was time that her father see that as well.
But there were times, like now, that it was just… hard. Because clearly, RETURNING a stolen item would be negative points on the ‘super bad guy’ scale, but she wasn’t about to point that out to him just yet. There would be so much more time later.
So as a measure of respect, she put her book down and looked up at her father curiously, but said nothing.
--
But of course my darling. *He told is beloved...ong suffering fiance.* We're going to pull off the greatest crime in the history of crime!! *He looked to Alyssa....who he naturally did favor over Lark...and thus was including her in this latest criminal coup to be. He paused a moment....chosing his next words carefully. In otherwords...a pompous speech was forthcoming.*
As you know...Man has climbed Mount Everest, gone to the bottom of the ocean. He's fired rockets at the outside our solar system, split the atom, achieved miracles in every field of human endeavor... except crime! Today...that changes!! Today...in the name of mutant kind....we shall not only pull off the greatest criminal coup in history.....but destroy one of our most persistant foes in the process...namely....BATMAN!!!!
--
"Batman? Again? Why not just humiliate him by killing Bruce Wayne?" She snickers a bit, having known the "truth" about Batman since Cynthia's interview with him well over a year ago...though, the man had more story work-arounds than Llyron had atlantean clones.
"How are you thinking about attempting to kill the bat this time?"
--
Alyssa had ample time during this caper’s lead in to put her book away, pull out her phone, check her email and facebook and log on to twitter for another round of #sh*tmyfakedadsays before hearing the intended recipient. “That makes sense.” She said just barely able to keep the sarcasm out of her voice as she nodded.
--
Who said anything about killing him?? *the Schemer responded quickly. And humiliating him is exactly what I have in mind. Every since that flying rodent put me in prison in a misdemeanor change.....putting me...a super criminal of my ilk in a mere city jail...a penny ante pokey....I've been scorned by others of higher level criminal class. Not until I avenge that affront to my person will I be allowed to win the super criminal of the year award. I wrote a pompous winning speech for that years ago!! I'll not be denied again!!
*He paused....collecting himself....not allowing his anger to cloud his judgement in this case. He needed to stay calm...sharp....at his best for this caper. No mistakes....as if he were ever to blame when schemes failed. His genius in plan making was flawless...it was always the lack of proper excution by his minions that caused failures to occur. But not this time.*
Alright....here's the plan....we're going to hold of the gotham city stock exchange for ransom by threatening to destroy the building. And when that insurrable bat comes to their aid.....he'll find he can't stop us. We shall make millions.....and the bat will be made to look like a fool!!
--
"So, we're embarrassing the Bat by making sure he can't save people? Is there any guarantee that Gotham will pay to preserve their precious building and the people inside? With the way the stock exchange has been going lately, I'd think some people would be glad to see it go."
She chuckles softly. "How are we preventing the Bat from interfering?"
--
They might not pay. But then again...with the weapon I have in mind to destroy the building I could just as easily bring down police head quarters....or much of downtown. The city founders will have to pay....or their city will crach down around them. Either way....the bat will not be able to stop us. People will lose faith in him. Children will cry themselves to sleep whining about their lost faith in the bat. And then....then the nomination committee will have to make me super villain of the year!!
*He stopped a moment....giving his gloating a rest for a moment and explained why the bat would not be able to stop them...even if he interfered.*
Simple my dear....because the weapon I have to employ against the buildings is none other than....my darling daughter....alyssa!! She is the key to this entire plan!!!
--
She raises a brow behind her mask, "Alyssa is your ultimate weapon to bringing down Gotham?" She looks towards Alyssa for a moment, then back to her darling. "Dare I ask how you'll be using her...other than probably putting her in harm's way to a point that she will have to be rescued, if not by the bat, by me?"
--
Alyssa raised a brow at her name and shrugged a little. “I haven’t destroyed a building on my own volition before, I’d need a megaphone or something.” She said with a shrug. “But it’s do-able.” She looked back to Hard Core. “I wouldn’t necessarily need to be in harm’s way. In fact, with enough electronics planted, I could do it from here….”
--
In harms way?? *The Schemer merely shook his head.* Perish the thought. Have you no faith in me?? Place my beloved daughter in harms way?? Never!!
*He listened to Alyssa's comments and grinned. She understood exactly where he was going with all this. It was pleasure to ee someone was listening during his science lectures.*
Quite right, Alyssa. You see....I've determined the exact frequency of stock exchange Tower. Using the ventilation shafts in the building as resonance chambers Alyssa can generate a corresponding frequency that can shake the building into rubble. The same way a singer can shatter a glass with the proper note. It's called sympathetic vibration. Of course that would be a high note. The one Alyssa will use will be subsonic...impossible for the human ear to detect. Too low.
--
"I would guess that seismographs might be able to detect it, though. How difficult will it be to trace the source location?"
She settles back in a chair to watch the two. It was an interesting plot, though she wondered about delivery systems, how Alyssa's voice would be amplified...what could affect the range.
"When are you planning to execute this?"
--
“He’s already done the hard part of getting the frequency. It would just be a matter of my matching the tone. One good, sharp blast is really all that’s needed and then I can leave too as everything starts to crumble.” She said with a shrug. “If you’re worried about being detected, I mean, I can also move around to make it harder to pin point.”
What was she saying… she was actually going along with this? How did she get sucked into actually thinking that something like this was going to work. Maybe because… it actually could. Well, her part anyway. She trusted herself and her powers to work like they should, other than that though, she didn’t know how it was going to go.
--
*He was rapidily growing weary of Hard Core's constant negative comments. As if he....the Schemer did not always think of everything in advance. Alyssa explained things to her quickly....once more making the Schemer proud. Truly she was his daughter. He would have to add a couple zeros to her share in his will.....and perhaps to her weekly allowance.
Exactly Alyssa. They'll never trace the source....because we have a moving power source. She can strike from anywhere. The top of Wayne towers.....from an abandoned subway platform...from inside a moving vehicle...a helicopter...a boat in gotham harbor. Even batman could not track us if the source of power keeps moving.
And we'll demand one thousand dollars a week from each member of the stock exchange...all five hundred member. A half million a week!! And double that from Bruce Wayne...the head of that disgusting do gooding Wayne foundation!!!
And with Batman unable to stop us.....we'll pull off the criminal coup of the century!! We'll make millions....Batman will be shown to have feet of clay......and I'll be super Villain of the year!!!
--
She simply nods...the technical aspect of the scheme seemed sound enough, but as the one who has to point out any negative possibilities, she had to ask the questions.
"Do we need to prove ourselves capable of this before we lay the threat? What should we make an example of, so that they know with all certainty that we can and will act out our threat? It would need to be a hard fast demonstration, with no way to give the Bat a chance to figure out how and why the building crumbles."
She starts cycling through her mind the number of buildings in Gotham that could be easier targets...or harder targets to make a point of.
--
“Water tower.” Alyssa suggests. “Lots of show, something they’ll miss, big clean up, plus all that water will make it easier on me.” She said with a shrug.
--
Correct darling...we must make an example to prove the power of our threats. And that's a simple enough. In two hours there's stock holders meeting at the exchange. Alyssa and give the building a bit of shake. Nothing too much....just enough to prove we can reduce the building to a pile of useless bricks when we want.
*He had that notion in the back of his mind from the start....but when Alyssa spoke up...he decided her idea was better.*
A water tower. Capital suggestion!! I say we head to gotham right now. It's only a 30 minute ride via boat. We'll take my personal yacht into Gotham harbor....and strike at the chessman building water tower. It's in an abandoned area....no loss of life....but it'll make our point perfecly.
*It would be a quick ride hudson river harbor....and then...only a short trip to gotham.
Along the way would summon his android crew to be prepared to castoff.*
--
Alyssa couldn’t help but giggle a little in her excitement. Something that she thought of her dad liked better than his own idea. It was a pretty big accomplishment in it’s own right, but considering who her dad WAS… even more so.
“Great. Let me grab my coat and we’ll be off.”
--
*And so he waited for his daughter and Hard Core to get ready and he himself dressed for the occation as well. Putting on a sea captains hat and in place of his Fedora. It was a tradition. He was every one to dress the part...as it were.
It would not be a long trip to Gotham's blackgate Island.....and once there....he would tell the authorities what was going to happen before it did....then it would be known the clique was responsible.*
This is perfect.....absolutely perfect!! *He said to himself.* Batman humbled in his own backyard!! and I have you to thank darling Alyssa!!
*He waited for her to follow....then...they would be off.