Britain’s Finest at their Worst, Part One: Stormcloud, Dr. Salt, Godiva, and The Knight
Popularly known in his heyday as “Cap’n Blighty” Gulliver “Gully” Troy had been a war hero turned thief until the machinations of one Dr. John Salt transformed him into one of Britain’s most powerful (government-controlled) metahumans. His wife, Melanie, left him after years of abuse and moved to America. Gully and Melanie’s granddaughter would go on to become the Gotham Rogue Breathplay.
Dr. Salt himself--an avowed Fascist in the Raven League, itself the basis of the Raven Union and eventually the infamous Norsefire Regime--was beaten to near death shortly after turning Troy into Stormcloud. Rebuilt with early, pre-Stone cybernetics, Salt was stronger than a normal human, but still largely relied on his political connections to function as little more than a petulant crime boss.
Socialite Dorcas Leigh, a metahuman with the ability to control her own prehensile character--much like the Major Comics villain of the same name who fought the Maximums, many years later--fought with Stormcould and Knight against the Raven Union in the Second English Civil War, as well as maintaining a brief romance with Cyril, much to Gully’s chagrin. There’s speculation she may have some ties to the Amazons, but other sources claim her origins lie elsewhere...in Suffragette City...
Cyril Sheldrake, heir to the Knight (separate from Shining Knight, White Knight, Green Knight or any others besides), he inherited his father’s spot in the Batmen of Many Nations (later Batman Inc.) as well as a bunch of other responsibilities he didn’t particular want or ask for. Nonetheless, he was brave to a fault, and his metahuman allies would remember him fondly even after his death years later and the ascension of his Squire, Beryl, to the role.
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I don't need another wip~ I'm just going to blame @mokulule and her new Dead on Main Discord for this~ (deff very much back burner fic but my are there brain weasels for it) edit: apparently this will now be an intertwined series Moku and I will be co-writing. She has some great Danny and Constantine stuff planned. I'll prob start in... May lol.
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Danny sucked in a breath through his teeth as the world stabilized around him into white walls and gleaming metal. The sound echoed again. A mechanical voice announced something.
A portal.
He had just been shoved through a portal.
“Kid?”
He could still feel the hum of of it running along his skin like echoes of electricity.
“Nightingale?”
A hand landed on his shoulder and Danny spun with a growl. Constantine took a step back, hands raised, palms out.
The sound again.
Batman 02, the voice said.
The shadow of a man stepped out of the contraption as Danny sucked in another ragged breath. He glanced around them at the collection of heroes. He was in the Justice League.
“We had a deal, John,” Danny hissed as he rounded on Constantine again. He stabbed his pointing finger at the other. (He was surprised his hand didn’t shake.)
“Excuse me—”
“Fuck off, Superguy,” Danny snarled, not looking away from John. Holy shit that was Superman.
“Nightingale,” Batman started.
“There was one rule, Constantine!”
“Okay! Geesh, Kid, I get it, but, um, maybe tone down the magic show, yeah?” Constantine asked. Nervously. Why was he nervous?
Danny glanced down at the flower and whirls of ice that were forming under his feet.
I’ve seen a few people make comments about how weird the boys even had the band since they couldnt do tours really in the tree and wouldnt the noise and music draw in bergens?
Obviously the tree was huge by troll standards and they probably did tour “around the tree” but I’d also like to point out that as much as the cage kept them trapped, the cage wasn’t really built to keep them in. The gaps were huge. What kept them in was the fear of the bergens. The cage was probably more designed to keep the trolls safe from any bergen who thought they had the right to be happy more than once a year. Like a chicken coop is more about keeping out foxes and things.
But like, the thought I had was, the boys were supposedly some of the most happy trolls in the village, likely thought to be due to their musical success.
We know that chef said a happy troll is a tasty troll, and she had claimed poppy was the happiest. So why had, in years previous, the brozone boys never been targeted?
I think its because Chef knew? They made the tree happy. The other trolls happy. And if the trolls were happy they were good for cooking.
It didn’t make sense to have a literal baby in a boy band. Unless being in the band was safer.
What if thats why John Dory was so focused on perfection and keeping the fans happy? Because as long as the band kept people happy, the brothers were safe?
- Matt Ryan thirst that has nothing to do with Constantine. its just pictures of a random welsh dude with someone moaning abt how they’d fuck him
- Keanu reeves y/n smut posts
- keanu reeves thirst that’s exactly like Matt Ryan thirst
- batfam blogger somehow found out about johnstantine so it’s an entire post about how they discovered he’s a bisexual wizard and omgg imagine him and Bruce!
- dc x dp bullshit that makes you consider shoving a pencil in your ear
- [insert character] is ACTUALLY A MAGIC USER! Constantine should MENTOR THEM