Conference for the elimination of Superman

[Xuzaf D]

The reason I gathered you here is so that we can put our brains together and come up with a solution to the largest problem that plagues our kind: WE ARE GOING TO KILL SUPERMAN!!!

So... you already have your donuts, and my evil temp will be in for your drink orders soon. Would anyone like to start the discussion? Might I remind you that I've already told you all about our current Kryptonite shortage via e-mail, so you should know that we can't go the overkill route on this one, much as we would all like to.

Oh, and since this is one of the larger meetings we've had, I would think it nice of you all to state your name and specialty before you tell us of your plan.

[xHaZxMaTx]

Hi, my name is The Cargo-nator.  My special power is my magical cargo pants, with which I can pull anything I summon out of.

It seems to me that without Kryptonite, taking out SuperMan may be a bit of a challenge.  But I'm sure that we can find something out.

*Takes bite outof donut*

[ITOS]

I'm Itos Atio and I'm an observer.

My plan is to identify everyone who comes to this meeting and then kill them in their sleep.

Failing at that I will just eat the donuts provided.

[Xuzaf D]

Well, for those of you who do not know...

I am a specialist in organized crime. I've been against Superman ever since he took out my mob of stereotypical Italian teamsters. Eventually I worked my way up to this point here as President/CEO/Banker/Villain/Mayor/Scientist of my own evil corporation which I now call the Evil Energy Systems Inc. We mostly do evil things. Anyway, tonight you shall call me Dr. Ism.

[xHaZxMaTx]

The Cargo-nator wiped off any doughnut remnants that may have been left on his face and looked around the room.  "Where the frick is everybody?!  And we need more doughnuts!"

[Netami]

Superman killed my father, and raped my mother.

[lucas marcone]

hello im the croc. my specialty?..... IM A F***IN CROCODILE! jeezuz throw me a g** d*** bone here people! anyway lets kid nap that broad he seems to oh so fond of....well make him do what WE want him to do. it msy not be killing him but what ever works....am i right?!? croc bites into a conut.
oh before i forget this is my apprentice dile lass. yeah shes my age but shes new to the game.

[Xuzaf D]

lets kid nap that broad he seems to oh so fond of....well make him do what WE want him to do. it msy not be killing him but what ever works....am i right?!?

We already tried that angle once... there was even a really nice dinosaur tank that had ice rays coming from its eyes, but we still failed.

oh before i forget this is my apprentice dile lass. yeah shes my age but shes new to the game.

No apprentices allowed at this meeting!

::shoots aprentice with laser pistol::

Next time I send you an E-mail, have one of your little aprentices read it for you so this doesn't happen again.

HEY... temp guy... get over here and clean up this mess. Use that green clean up stuff this time too; that's the cleaner for bodies.

[lucas marcone]

HAY i was tappin that! ah well plenty other people want me show them the ropes anyway.

croc shifted his weight makeing that sound leather makes when it moves. how about moveint the "arena" to a diffrent solar system with a red dwarf or something of the like? we lure him there he finds out "oh noes my poworz are gone!" and he suffocates in the vacume of space.

[Kio]

"I'm Kio..." He says shyly, " I have the power to um...make my enemies say, "Awww..." and I can hear things ar away!"   Then all of a sudden he gets bigger," I can suprise my enemies with my smaller self!  I have super human strentgh!" kio says as he lifts something heavy with one finger.

[Xuzaf D]

I had no idea you were into bondage there croc... but enough about "the ropes."

You know, Superman can't breath in space anyway, so it's not like we have to get him in another edge of the universe to kill him like that. And do tell how it is you think we can just insist he go off to some planet where the sun is red.

...and Kio, put that body down, I already told the temp to clean it up...

[xHaZxMaTx]

Bah, Super Man can't breathe in space, but he has a lot of those stupid space suits.  What we need to do is set up a trap he can't see right under his nose; a black hole.

[Manawolf]

"It already been attempted, and it ended with his krytonian enemies getting sucked in themselves."  A voice comes from the shadow then drifts away.

[xHaZxMaTx]

*CN's skin crawls on the back of his neck and his fur stands on end*  What the HELL was that?!

[Manawolf]

"Hm," Something taps away at a computer as it dangles from the ceiling from a load of wires, "He's weak to kryptonite, but there must be other things.  Heat doesn't seem to bother him, cold won't work because of those eye beams (unless we could find a proper reflective surface, as it has also been shown that he is vulnerable to the eye beams of another kryptonian), what of acid?  I have no data on whether he's been subjected to anything that'll rip apart your very atoms upon exposure."

[lucas marcone]

AY who are you and what is that youre ramblin on about!?!?

although rippin things apart is what i LOVE to do, atom by atom you say? sounds painful....lets give it a whirl!

[Kio]

Big Kio raises his hand.  "I'll volunteer to distract Superman while you guys do that!"  Kio turns small again, "Or maybe we could just trick him into a machine that separates his DNA from his body, making his body normal and useless.  Then we can split the DNA so we can all have powers.  I CALL FLYING!"

[Miaka]

"Most of this has already been attempted." A woman says from a corner of the room, where she'd been pretty much silent. "The only weakness of his that we've learnt of so far is that kryptonite business, which, as said, there's a shortage of, and that Lois Lane. Kidnapping her will only drive him into attacking us an attempting a 'heroic rescue'" She stifles a laugh. "As will threatening her life. Killing her will have a similar effect, so we leave the girl out of it."

[Manawolf]

"Hm, I wonder how spell resistant he is.  Not like he's had to face down that many magic users.  Mostly its aliens with freaky powers, but nothing magical, like that Circe woman who changed her victims into loyal animals."

The gleam of a pair of shades comes from the mess of wires, along with a cheshire grin, "Coke Rommer, elemental shapeshifter, and all around genius inventor."

[xHaZxMaTx]

*CN brings up a manilla folder and unfolds it exposing it's contents on the table*  I've done a little research, and havn't really come up with anything along the lines of weaknesses, but it seems the Super d00d has countless powers I'd never even heard of.   However, it seems he's quite vulnerable to magic or 'super-science' as stated by Mr. Rammer, here.  This could be in our favor.

[Manawolf]

"ROMMER, damn it, with an accent over the O.  I have a few spellcaster associates, one is very good at evocation and healing, the other tends towards transmutation.  You'd be surprised at how easily the unprotected person's flesh could be twisted and ripped, but that is for one of low fortitude and control over their body.  While his constitution seems endless, his will seems easy to sway.  A little mind control and he could become a puppet to experiment upon, or simply send into the nearest black hole."

[Azlan]

(ooc: Rammer sounds so much better...)

*A charred, smoking delivery driver walks into the light at the center of the room.*

"I have an order for one million six hundred thousand and six point six nine eight five pizzas... where do you want them and who is paying for them?  Five of them are made with the souls of the living, one with living babies and the rest are sausage and peperoni."

[lucas marcone]

lucas looks around and points at the dilivery boy, bent elbowed and under handed. "w wh who are you and how the HELL did you get through that defence grid?"
oh and rOmmer just so ya know. i come from the bayou. the voodoo is at my disposal, and unlike other forms of magic its much easier to control, hurt, and kill, because its an unformed magic. more a bunch of superstitions and beliefs.

[Miaka]

"Magic, eh? Damn. I'm not very good when it comes to that...." She muttered, but shook her head and looked back up. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kate." She offers up to anyone listening.
She glances up at Coke. "Super-science, eh?"

[topher chee]

"I say we drop a ton of kryptonite on his ass"

[lucas marcone]

yo new guy pay attention, we aint got none!! if you were listening you would have picked up on that! *croc chucks his half eaten doughnut at the new guys forehead*

[Miaka]

"hey now! that's a waste of a perfectly good Doughnut!" Kate reprimanded croc, brushing a bit of hair behind her ear.

[Manawolf]

"Even though somehow Jimmy Olsen could find it by the truckload." Coke comments, "Eh, he was as much of a dick as Superman himself."

[Azlan]

Delivery person drops the several tons of pizza and bends down to "cut" a quarter of the light, as if he was piecing out a pizza.  He reconsiders and instead cuts the light on the floor in half, holding up the effect as if the photons were a solid piece of matter.

"Do you know how much I can get for pure light in some dimensions?  This will do as payment."  He points to the solid air as if gesturing to something in particular, an interdimensional hall in actuality, "you should be able to find some kryptonite... well, about... Three doors down.  Next delivery... Darkside... oh joy."

The delivery person disappears.

[topher chee]

*rubs his head and walks away*