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[boobwindow]

[ The ID on the Network appears as Power Girl.

As the audio begins, anyone with a good ear or paying close attention will notice there isn’t complete radio silence between the time the feed turns on and when a woman begins speaking. There’s a passing wind that lightly filters in through the speaker – and are those wings flapping in the distance? ]

Okay, I get it; Lachesis does not appreciate a hands on approach. Does she really call herself that? I guess she doesn’t get memos, but I thought I washed my hands of this alternate universe mess a while ago and I’m seriously not interested in being apart of it.

The City... that’s original. [ A light scoff. ] Should have stuck with New York.

If anyone from the JSA or the League is—oh. One second. [ The audio cuts for about five minutes before it’s switched back on and Peej sighs. ] That was a close call.

Sorry, as I was saying: All-stars or JSA, Leaguers, Titans, heck even Legionnaires ... this is Power Girl. I think I’ve gotten the gist of the situation, but if there’s anything else I need to be briefed on get in contact with me ASAP.

[ Not that her voice will betray how she really feels, but she really hopes she’s not stuck in another alternate universe by herself again. ]

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[viced]

Several of them, actually. It's unfortunate, but some of us have been here for a while. It's really shit news, I know.

[boobwindow]

How long are we talking?

[viced]

Er-- Well, I've been here almost four years.

[boobwindow]

Four?

I definitely don't have that kind of time to spare.

[viced]

None of us do, actually. Thankfully, time stops, back home. At least in my experience. In some weird way, she's got a modicum of control over time too, or at least she can put you right back where -- when -- you come from.

[boobwindow]

So this A.I. drags us into a little bubble where time doesn't pass and expects us to do her bidding.

[ Wow, that totally doesn't sound suspiciously evil at all. ]

Nobody can reprogram her?

[viced]

Unfortunately.

Believe me, we've got enough fucking supergeniuses that if she could be reprogrammed, she would've been by now.

[boobwindow]

Language.

So who am I talking to? [ She sees the name, but doesn't recognize it either. ]

[viced]

[ If his tone could almost sound abashed, it does. It's a rare thing to see, him actually a little ashamed of it. ]

Sh -- Sorry, that was rude of me. Mitchell Hundred. I'm the mayor of the City.

[boobwindow]

[ The only noise that filters in for the next ten seconds is the wind. ]

Do you casually drop the F-bomb in all your speeches or is this a special occasion?

[viced]

Oh, is this a speech? [ Shit. Mitch's own sarcasm is circumventing his COMICS!!! instincts again. ]

Sorry, no, not really. You caught me off the record.

[boobwindow]

Well... these multiversal kidnappings aren't easy on anyone. Four years is too long to be away from home. [ She feels sorry for him. ] Do you know how many others are here?

[viced]

Believe me, I know. [ No peej, don't. He doesn't deserve it. ] Anyway, we have quite the population here. I'd guess somewhere in between a hundred and two, last time I counted.

[ Last time he checked the network. Last time he had his powers. ]

[boobwindow]

Too many. I'm guessing people get pulled in at random?

[viced]

Yeah, you've got it in one. There's not much rhyme or reason to it, other than she wants us to be "heroes". Obviously, some of us choose not to, and some of her picks tend to be more of the opposite.

[boobwindow]

What's the situation? Are we talking a city overrun with supervillains or something else? Because so far I haven't seen anyone tearing up Times Square like they do back home.

[viced]

Well, I wouldn't say overrun, but we do have a minority of supervillains, yeah.

[boobwindow]

Got any names?

[viced]

Currently? Well, not really. The police maintain the most wanted list.

We've had some really nasty f-- guys before. One guy dressed in clown makeup, and caused all kinds of fucking trouble. You never know who's going to show up here.

[boobwindow]

The Joker? [ Sounds like him. ]

[viced]

Er, yeah, that was what he called himself.

[boobwindow]

Do you know if they're still here? Guys like Joker aren't good at laying low, but you can never be too sure.

[viced]

He's not. He's been gone for a while. Just never trust that we're safe here. They can always come back.

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[boobwindow]

Speaking of -- I've got a question for you, Mayor Hundred.

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[viced]

[ He's got a bad feeling about this, and yet he can't even encrypt. There's a definite note of something between curiosity and trepidation in his voice. ]

What kind of question?