...And That's Who I Am and What I Can Do

"I only share Chin-Su's good looks - not so kuch in the leg-blurring, kung-fu fighting, fireball-throwing department. Just Plastic Man, to my knowledge. Speaking of!" Chin-Su suddenly remembers what he saw in the base. "Is he around here? The real him? The hero-tracker said he was on a mission in this city."

"Oh, uh, I'm Quinn. Uh, I mean, the PELTAST!" He brandishes his spear skyward and holds his shield in the manliest fashion he can think of . . . which is kind of just holding it like a shield. "But DAMMIT. Captain Sparta would have been so cool!"

He's wearing a belt with a couple of weird items attached that don't quite go with his shield and spear. "I chose the Wonder Woman sigil," he says, adding a little sheepishly, "she's my girlfriend's favorite. But I picked up these other gizmos at the observatory cuz, well, Batman's *my* favorite, and I figure, best to be prepared, right?"

Quinn gives the shield a little shake. "So I think I'm the brick. That Superman guy grabbed Supes' sigil and then took a couple swings at me in the hotel parking garage, and I held him off pretty good. He's dressed like the Joker, or was, and I'm not really into judging people but I think he seemed like kind of--" his voice lowers to a whisper -- "an a-hole." He looks around to make sure he didn't offend anyone.

"So anyway, I vote Washington. I owe that fella some payback."

Vina says:
"Looks like the freezer king might be your...I mean Flash's villain, Captain Cold. I go with whoever needs me... but we better get on it."

Roy says:

"So your shield is able to resist the Joker fan. That's good to know. I think a Green Lantern ring can stop Superman, if the WILL is there. But cool as Green Lantern is, I've never been tops at forcing my will on people. Or, uh, on green light, either."

Vina pulls out her Hawk scanner and holds it to her head.

"The JLA Monitor Room says Plastic Man is in deep space. "Beyond All Galaxies" is actually what it says. But Elongated Man is here in Midway City. Apparently they're not the same guy?"

"No indeed!" Roy says, raising a finger dramatically. "The Elongated Man is Ralph Dibny, an amateur detective who discovered how to make his body stretchable through methods he has never revealed. But he does have a public identity, and resides right here in Midway City!"

He notices the looks he gets.

"What? I may be a Marvelite, but I read the papers."

Roy thinks to himself, "I wonder if I could make Iron Man with this ring."

Everyone hears his thoughts. But apparently he can't tell that he's broadcasting telepathically.

"Whatever we do," Quinn says, "I don't think we should split up. I'm thinking we're all kind of new at this, so teaming up sounds like a good idea. So whoever votes for DC, hands up!" He raises his shield.