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They where so damm tierd. Having to act like your I.Q. had peaked at a negative number, just so you don't get a kid and his friends, or another-clearly sentient and sapient- beaing killed its so damm exhausting.

Don't get it wrong, the pay is good, top secret operation and all that, but it is definitely not a place anyone should like to work in. No-one can quit, because if you do then there is a great change that the greedy politicians who orchestrated this whole mess will hire some pshyco who would actually try to do this job.

So now all of you try to stall for time until you manage to get enough evidence to drag the corporate scum and government pigs down from their "white horses" and hopefully put them away for good. All while trying to make sure a bunch of contaminated people a whole new species and a half dead teen don't actually die for good.

'Haaaa' Damm the GIW"--- Signed, The GIW.

I just realized that with the average human lifespan being 70+ years and still increasing I will probably live to see 2100 and that is something I do NOT want to.

This thought has defenestrated my vibes.

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As he stood there gazing into the starry abyss for the fifth consecutive hour, completely enthralled by the view from beyond earths atmosphere, he had to give credit to his parents, the house was a marvel of engineering. Full environmental capabilitie, water, air, earth, space heck, it could withstand the ghost zone indefinitely (tho that could be attribute to it being the center of his Haunt.) Shields that could theoretically withstand anything if they had the energy, which they most certainly do thanks to an extremely complex ectoplasm reactor. And last but not least are its mind boggling stealth capabilitie, that frankly give him a headache due to the fact that they basically place the house on a different plane of existance.

A small smile crept up on his face, they must have gone nuts when building it. They where alloways the best scientists he had ever heard of. Will he ever be half as good as them? His musing is quickly interrupted by the growl of his stomach. And so, like atlas carrying the weight of the sky, he trudged his way to the kitchen, away from the awe inspiring sight that was outer space. He doesn't know how he hadn't died again the first time he looked out the window, seriously he forgot to eat and drink for two days straight. 'Thank the Ancients hafa's are more resilient then the average person.' thought Danny with gratitude as he opened the fridge, that gratitude quickly turned to horror as he realized it was empty.

"Great! Just Great! Now I have to go back to earth to buy groceries. I didn't even notice I finished everything inside. Seriously, when did I eat the sentient hotdogs and ham?" Complained the young specter. With a sigh and a softly uttered "I'm going ghost", Danny Fenton became Phantom, the now retired, basically unknown superhero. As he was about to faze trough the floor, he noticed a green note on the kitchen table. With another sigh (he's been doing that a lot these days) he went and picked it up.

[Your Highness -> paperwork awaits]

"Ughhh!" A groawn escaped his throat "Damm you Clockwork! One of this days I'm so gonna punch you." Said Phantom in a irritated tone. Just as he was about to head downstairs and enter the Ghost Zone, he noticed a freshly spawned paper bag on the table. He just picked it up and headed twords the stairs.

As the somewhat unwillingly crowned Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes (he seriously didn't know how the non-existing part worked and frankly didn't care enough to find out) enjoyed his lunch he muttered a quick "Thanks Clocks" followed by a "Seems like I'm not gonna hit you today", as he stepped trough the surreal swirl that was the GZ portal

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The meeting room stood and gaped in quiet shook. Jonn Constantine had just barged in and knocked the flash out cold. They simply couldn't process it.

"Constantine, explain yourself" Said a voice that sound like gravel fucked a blender, yep Bats.

"Yes, we would like to know what is going on Jonn" Dina most likely.

Jonn lifted his head from the table and turned around in Flash's stolen seat.

"You wanna know what's going on? Well this complete and utter fu"-

"Jonn" growled the bat.

"My point is this bastard" pointing at the flash, who was being checked on by a green lantern, "Is gonna cost me my life"

"Explain" "Well B, this idiot has been messing around with the time stream so much, hes managed to piss of someone above the gods of freaking death" , another stunned silence as he let them process that, and then he continued "That Something, got tired pretty fucking quickly of fixing his mistakes, and because they apparently own my full soul" Again, but this time only somewhat stunned, because he is known to give out his soul like candy. "Decided that I should be the one to babysit feet for brains over here or else I'll have to spend the rest of my life fixing his fuckups". Almost shouted Jonn as he leaned back in his seat.

As B was busy musing over the given information, Zatanna turned twords him and asked "What is the name or title of this entity?"

"Its-" Just as he was about to say The Ghost King, he noticed something wrong. "His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes" Shouted Constantine with the tone of a royal announcer.

Again, complete and utter silence... "I need a bloody drink" groned the detective as he slumped over the table.

"What was that?" Queried Wonder Woman.

"Either a compulsion or a taboo probably" provided Zatanna.

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"So, you're saying that if I don't stop going back in time, he basically dies?" Asked Flash from the medbay bed, ice pack to his nose while pointing at Jonn

"That is correct" Answered Martian Manhunter.

"Well, now I get why you where so pissed, but maybe next time don't go for the face, it's one of my best attributes". Joked the speedster.

"There won't be a next time. STOP using Flqshpoint or I'll look you in a room outside of time." All but ordered Constantine.

"Maybe we can discuss this over with Lord what's his face?" Asked flash. "No/We can't/Its not possible" Said Zatanna, Jonn and Captain Marvel at the same time.

"Gee, I get it, I get it" and turned his gaze twords the corner "And you don't have to say it Bats, I know you well enough by now, I'll stop time traveling".

As the conversation turned to silence, Jonn turned to leave but was stopped with a "And where are you going Jonn?" by double w.

"Home, the house is in ruins, I have to re-ward everything again."

"They broke into the House of Mysterys?!" Shout questioned Zatanna.

Constantine just sighed.

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@lehana37 @illusionwolfwriter24r8 @stealingyourbones

Ma Kent would never hit Clark or Conner

That's PA Kent in my cannon.

Also she didn't hit Clark, she hit superman. In the face. Publicly. Luthor is very much shock.

We all have seen bat bait Danny. I'm a bit tired of it personally, so I propose:

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While conducting an investigation on the town of Amity Park, batman discovered two unusual characters.

Danny Fenton

Danny Phantom

After some intense observation... he discovers... that they both are the biggest little shits™️ in the world.

He the procedes to delete both of them from his [Possible Allies] folder on principle alone.

He does not need any more of that type of chaos in his life.

"How. Dare. You." Those three words resounded across the gathering of ghost with the force of a freight train and yet, the gentleness of a butterfly. The tone of said words quieted the crowd, but what truly brought everything to a grave like stillness was the emotion behind them. It was indescribable, it was oh, so... so much more then pure hate and, at the same time so much less then indifference.

"How dare you." They wrang out again. Followed by a "You finally piece it together and this is how you repay him?!"

"You plot and scheme against him as if he is not the sole reason why you even exist!" A tierd huff escaped the figure, now recognized as the master of time. "You wine and complain about the inaccuracies and errors in your history as if this is not how you have alaways been!" "Might I remind you that this all came from the mind of a DYING CHILD!" He gesture all around, to the infinite green void. "The fact that we have ANY correlation to the mortal world is a miracle and a testament."

"At the very moment of his death, Danny's mind recognized that, according to the laws of his world, his univers, he had no way to survive;" An intense glared was directed at the waste of ectoplasm gathered below him. "And, sensing his desire to Live, to not abandon the only three people who have shown him compassion, it does the only thing it can." A sigh escapes his lips "It creates a door, it makes a universe, a multiverse, infinite realities. It makes it out of all his hope, compassion, love and determination, sadness and despair... It gives birth to DEATH itself, just to beg it to keep him alive."

The crowd stills completely, as if suddenly turned to stone. "It is a testament to his willpower, knowledge and... his compassion." Another sigh rings out, filled with something between sorrow and and the burden given by knowledge. "Prior to his death, there... there were no afterlives, there was nothing awaiting but Oblivion, true death. And then he created all afterlifes, he created all of you."

A long pause soon followed, as if to allow Clockwork to catch his breath, but it was more to allow all the ghost beneath him to process the information.

And then he continued "In the very first moment of its birth, Death knew what it had to do... It took its very purpose and the very laws that should have binded it to said purpose and discarded them with no hesitation." Another pause. "Without a care for itself, and alongside Magic, who was born at the same time as the Realms, it set out to helps its father like any good child would do for a loving parent"

Not even allowing a word to escape the crowd, CW continues. "Would any of you even dare to THINK about striking your mothers or your fathers!?" Before they can even flinch Clockwork hammers the point in "Answers me this: Is there anyone among you who can say, with any amount of certainty, that Danny would even hesitate to... give up what little remains of his life, his existance! To save yours?"

Having made his point he turned his back to them. "Like any parent would do?" Not paying attention to the trembling and sobbing ghost, Clockwork, the master of time made to leave, but not before saying one last thing.

"From the highest peaks of Haven to the deepest VILEST pits of Hell, there exist no language in which I can express my disappointment and disgust in you. Have a good afterlife, and don't forget WHO you have to thank for it you vain children"

[This] post inspired this. @five-rivers Thanks.

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Wonder Woman:"Which God are you the child of?"

Danny: Silly hero, gods are not real.

Also Danny *Thinking*:'Oh sh*t oh f*ck! If the gods are real that means Dan killed them! Oh sh*t, that means I can kill gods!'

Other social media actually sucks.

Like I had a problem with tumblr, they sent me an email, I clicked a few times and, done, fixed. Now, a certain blue letter site on the other hand... You telling me you've seen suspicious activity on my account, the account that both I and God know hasn't seen any movement except DUST floating around for 2+ years, and now, I must show you (Read photograph) ACTUAL physical documents like my birth certificate and driver's license and shiz? That you'll keep for a whole YEAR? Just to be let back in? I THINK NOT.

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Lady Gotham collects curses like one would collect Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh cards.

Like, she literally buys them of off people. She also offers to trade rare curses for one's she has in excess. Tho, no one takes her up on those offers, which she considers very odd (she's completely clueless that people don't collect curses like post stamps, and she finds it odd that no one wants to trade with her [:(] ).

She keeps them in the form of little cards with all the accompanying stats like attack power, effectiveness, energy cost, evil etc. (They are written in units of measurement only she understands)

ANYWAYS- When Danny need a curse to actually tech Vlad a lesson this time (and maybe something for the GIW) he goes to Lady Gotham to ask her if she has anything that fits his needs. She immediately pulls out 16 different decks of curses.

Danny always jokingly said his luck was cursed, so he offers it up in jest. Lady Gotham immediately slides the 16 ridiculously large decks of curses to Danny and apologizes "I'm sorry I don't have any more, if I knew you where going to offer up such an powerful curse, I would have prepared even more."

Danny ends up picking like 3 very funny and very lesson inducing curses and leaves, somewhat shocked but happy anyway, while Lady Gotham fades away with a smile (She is happy someone finally traded with her)

Meanwhile, on a nearby building Red Hood stares at the spot where the exchange he just witnessed took place, very incredulous and somewhat spooked.

As he goes to rub his eyes, he is completely unaware that he does so trough his helmet, he is also unaware of the rumbling coming from his chest. The Fenton Luck Curse starts striking.