He Just Keeps Leaning Farther And Farther

dash is dead im teleporting to the past

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The Justice League and their personal policies on swearing

Superman: never ever, mostly due to getting his mouth washed out with soap for so much as 'dang' as a kid

Batman: he adjusts it to suit the audience,but it's VERY moderate even in purely adult company.

Wonder woman: found out about swearing during WWI, and swears when she thinks the situation deems it appropriate, no matter who's around

Flash: he'll go as far as s**t and no farther. Not on purpose, he just kinda doesn't.

Green lantern (Hal Jordan): cuss cuss cussity cuss

Martian Manhunter: "I believe most humans would deem it appropriate to say '****' in this context"

Seeing as how a dumb amount of villains had teamed up, this qualified as a worldwide disaster. After getting smacked at the watchtower, the Justice League realized they had to create a real plan. They weren't going to defeat this rapidly growing rendition of the League of Doom by brute force.

For want of a headquarters, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, the Flash, Green Lantern, and Aquaman had opted to meet in the batcave. Although Robin and the former robins understood the gravity of the situation, they saw no point in moping about it if they weren't allowed to join the meeting.

They instead amused themselves by having a many- way wrestling match in an adjacent room, with Barbara as the referee. It made a lot more noise than they thought.

"If we attack from the west-" CRASH!

"DIE FOUL BEAST!" (They tended to get a bit personal when wrestling.)

"DICK! JASON! TIM! DAMIAN! BARBARA! CASSANDRA! STEPH! QUIET!" Batman shouted for the fifth time.

"You have too many children," Flash said.

"That's not what matters right now," Batman replied, not even denying it. "We need a viable strategy- if everyone fights their own nemeses, we will know what to expect, but so will they."

A crash shook the wall. Most all of the sidekicks and former sidekicks were communicating in the odd, chirping language of their own invention by now. Cassandra screeched in an almost mocking tone, to which Barbara responded with a chastising chirrup. Cass tweeted apologetically.

Batman got up from his chair and stormed to the door. Slamming it open, he let loose a massive "SCREEEEEEECH!" followed by a rapid "SCRAW- CK CHKCKCHK- SSSSKCKCKS-" and a final "rrrrraAaAaAAAAaSKSCSKSCRA!"

Utter silence. Batman slid back into his seat. Green Lantern voiced the thought in everyone's mind.

"Bruce- you speak chirp language?"

Batman raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, of course. Didn't you know that?"

The inspiration is linked: https://at.tumblr.com/commiecricket/the-concept-of-the-batfamily-having-a-secret/urx40vh7x2ow

"I don't TALK to fish, I COMMAND them and they choose to respect me."

-Aquaman

another day of loving jackson ~

[ID: Comic panel of Jon/Superman flying over the ocean, talking to Jackson/Aquaman. Jon: “Can’t you talk to fish?” Jackson: “Sure. I mean, anyone can. But they can’t understand me.” Jon: “Right.” End ID]

GRRM may write more women than Tolkien, but as a woman I would feel much safer in Tolkien's world, and around the author himself

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Are you using Data right now?

people who don’t wear glasses will never understand the absolute humiliation of dropping your glasses under your bed or in a dark area and feeling around on all fours muttering “my glasses…. where are my glasses” like fucking Velma Dinkley and thinking to yourself BOY WOULD THIS BE A LOT EASIER IF I COUKD FUCKING SEE

Clumsy Clark Kent, pt. 3

"Lauren Lawrence," Clark said, placing down the folder on the desk in front of Perry White, editor in chief of the Daily Planet. "Our way in," finished Lois Lane. She and Jimmy were standing, arms crossed, just behind Clark in Perry's office.

He smiled. "Impressive," he said. "How'd you do it? And what exactly is she our way into?"

So the three friends recounted the story of how they had arranged to meet on the roof, and the notes and pictures in the file folder. As usual, Perry was not one for patience. Five minutes later, Jimmy Olsen was worrying a keyboard as he waited for the computer to finish- ah- retrieving some footage from Lexcorp grounds. Clark leaned over the desk to watch the progress bar slide slowly towards completion. Lois was pacing a few feet away. Then Clark's hand slipped off the edge of the desk and he banged his head on the corner of the table on his way down. Lois took the time to snort before resuming her pacing.

As Clark got to his feet, Jimmy gave a victorious whoop.

"One hundred percent!" he shouted. "We're in!"

Lois and Clark peered over Jimmy's shoulders to look at the footage.

It was of a lab, with a particle accelerator. Scientists milled about, checking energy levels and measuring charges. Lex Luthor slammed his fist down on a random table and shouted something. The video didn't have any sound, but whatever he'd said, it sent the scientists scurrying. They just managed to make out one word by watching his lips- lawrencium.

"Isn't that, like, really dangerous?" Jimmy asked nervously. "And... currently impossible to synthesize?"

"It is Lex Luthor," Clark said. "Maybe he's figured it out... or at least thinks he has."

On the furthest right side of the periodic table are the noble gases. They have a ring of 8 electrons on the outside. That's what all elements want. The closer they are, the more unstable they are. The ones missing one electron are called halogens. The ones with one too many are called alkali metals. (Don't spend too much time around these) Also, the further down you go in the periodic table, the more radioactive things get. The most radioactive halogen is more radioactive than the most radioactive alkali metal. It's called-you guessed it- lawrencium. Don't stand near it, if they ever do synthesize it. So, with that knowledge, let's continue.

The video showed a woman in a lab coat with cornrow braids getting into a large machine. The trio recognized her as the spokesperson for Lexcorp's scientific department. One lab-coated gentleman pulled a switch, and then there were a few seconds of screaming and... silence. The camera had gone out after that.

"You guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Lois asked.

"We expose that in our first front-page worthy article?" Clark replied, before promptly falling on his face again.

"Sounds good to me," Jimmy finished.

To be continued