Last Archived Adventure of the Elongated Man

Continued from here

The Animated JLU campaign has ended and, thus, so have my online adventures as Elongated Man. Completing my partial archive of saved posts, I present the following:

"I'm ready when you are, boys," the disguised Elongated Man said in his false-gruff voice. "Oh, and this 'ere is the buyer I was representin'," he said, pointing to the false-villainess Roulette. "You can pat me down for weapons if you want, but I think it would be a bit tactless if you tried that on 'er."

Sue was three blocks from the bar, holding her husband's communicator. She had ((let's say, for expediency)) asked Cindy if she would keep an open channel on her communicator so Sue could listen to what was going on. Sue un-muted the communicator to see if Cindy had remembered to do so and given Sue a chance to listen to her husband at work.

The two mugs seemed satisfied with patting down just the disguised Elongated Man. Luckily, they didn't pat the pocket that had Beast Boy in it too hard.

"So, think you can casually stroll us to your contacts now?" the disguised Elongated Man asked the two mugs.

Sue hugged the wall of the building she was standing by and pulled her jacket up around her tighter as the dark sky overhead began to drop rain on her. She sought out a nearby door frame to stand in and hoped that, hanging around so idly, she would not be mistaken for a woman of ill repute.

Elongated Man and "Roulette" were led to the weapon sellers (with Beast Boy and Gypsy in tow). Then...

Elongated Man had listened for clues as to where they were on the ride there -- not that he was worried about four superheroes being able to save themselves, but just for practice.

"The boss lady here don't wanna talk price until she sees the merchandise," the disguised Elongated Man said. "Show us the weapon and we'll talk about the money."

Sue let out a held breath as she heard noise coming from Cindy's communicator. She heard her husband's voice and was glad to know everyone was still okay.

The disguised Elongated Man and Black Canary were led to a large chamber. Lights turned on across the chamber as they entered it. A voice, electronically masked, crackled to life.

"You drive a hard bargain," the voice said, "but I've decided to be nice and let you see my little toy before we get down to business."

Elongated Man's jaw dropped (though only a normal amount). "I never thought the super-weapon would be...THAT," he said.

"Arr, two Routlettes?" the disguised Elongated Man asked with not-entirely pretend surprise. "Then that one must be an imposter!" he said, pointing to the one that had just entered the chamber, in the slim chance that anyone would be fooled by it.

Sue was listening with the communicator pressed to her ear, hoping that her husband's outlandish stratagem would not get anyone killed.

Elongated Man ducked and weaved about the room as he tried to evade Mr. Mohawk, stretching around concrete pillars that helped support the chamber's high ceiling. Provided he was not pummeled unconscious first, he would stretch himself taut and then let Mr. Mohawk charge into him -- then snap back like a rubber band stretched too far and send Mr. Mohawk flying into Mandragora's henchmen.

At least, that was the plan...

Seeing Beast Boy down, Elongated Man tried to draw fire from him. He stretched out his arms and tried to clothesline as many non-superpowered opponents as possible, particularly the armed guards by Mandragora who had been holding back until now.

As far as Elongated Man could tell, this guy charging him was just some fat guy in a suit like any number of hired muscles. Elongated Man swelled his fist to the size and shape of a big hammer and tried to knock Steve out with it.

"What's your deal?" Elongated Man asked Steve. "Couldn't decide on a costume to wear? Do you even have a supervillain name?"

"Hey, I could use a little help here!" Elongated Man said as his face was stretched out by punches. When punching back didn't seem to do much good, Elongated Man stretched himself thin and attempted to wrap himself tight around Steve's head, hoping that Steve would suffocate and pass out or, better yet, punch himself out trying to punch Elongated Man off.

"Whew..." Elongated Man said, taking a much-needed breather. Even his elastic skin was badly bruised, mainly from the beating he had taken earlier from the speedster with the mohawk. "Let's not go back and brag about this one. Aside from Roulette...I don't even know any of these guys! Do you know this fat guy?" he asked Black Canary about Steve.

After a short rest, Elongated Man took stock of their haul. "Gypsy, nice work catching the Riddler!" he said once he learned of this. "Wow, he must have gave you a lot of trouble. He's about the only big league name we've caught here. So, Riddler, want to save us some time and squeal on your partners so you can cut a better deal with the police? Why not tell us what you stole Luthor's super-weapon for?"

Elongated Man stretched a hand over to Beast Boy to help him up on his feet. "C'mon, BB!" Ralph shouted over encouragingly. "I thought you Doom Patrollers were made of tougher stuff!"