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November 3rd, 2006

03:28 pm (OOC Warning: What's under the cut is of a disturbing and semi-graphic nature. It is also a dream-sequence.) It's been a gruelling few days. Ollie has been over and over every case-file he can get his hands on regarding Dr. Light. He's marked out every hideout the guy ever used, every contact ever exposed, and he's been tracking them down. Nothing. Finally, he gets home and falls into bed. He needs to get some sleep before Roy's bachelor party. He collapses into bed... ( ...and all his worries come back to him in his dreams. ) Ollie snapped awake. His alarm clock was shrieking at him. A look told him that he must have hit 'sleep' a couple of times. So much for being on time to the stag...

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February 4th, 2006

07:37 am - The Promised Phone Call It has been a long day. He's been on and off the phone for most of it, and he thinks he's probably heard every variation of "You just missed her, Ollie" and "She's not here right now" that exist. Not to mention her machine. Twice. He hasn't left a message, because if he does he has to wait until she gets back to him. And he's not sure he wouldn't end up retiring or getting killed by a supervillain first. Finally, though, he hears her voice on the other end of the line. Dinah? My God, you're hard to get on the phone. Please don't hang up.

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February 3rd, 2006

08:52 pm - Meddling Kids... Ollie is moping around the house. It's obvious that it's moping because he's wearing his ugliest bathrobe, and it's taken him 45 minutes to make an omelette. And the omelette has no chili in it. Now he's sitting in front of the TV watching 'Wheel of Fortune'.

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January 12th, 2006

02:50 pm - All Aboard For Costa Linda Speedy, Connor, 'Lina, and "mystery guest"? How does Saturday sound for beginning the Costa Linda stuff? We can probably start the infiltration post slow, and then find a time where we can kick things into high gear. When should people be free over the next week? Let's compare, and see what we can work up. I can be around: - Friday-Sunday: Afternoon and evening (I may have something Saturday evening, but I can miss if needed). - Monday: Afternoon - Tuesday-Thursday: Afternoon, evening and late-night.

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December 31st, 2005

09:22 am - Quiz Click here. Take the quiz. Post your results. ( See straight_arrow's results. )

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December 28th, 2005

04:21 pm - At The Queen Brownstone - Team Arrow Briefing Wandering children have returned to the nest, hellos, hugs and Christmas gifts have been exchanged, and now Ollie takes them all down to the training area/work room. There are photos, maps and scribbled lists everywhere. Now I know you all have things to say already, and I'm sure you'll think of a few new ones once I run through this with you. But I've got a lot of ground to cover, so let me get the pitch out before you say anything, alright? Catalina Reyes is a little more than she appears to be. She's from a little place called Costa Linda, and her father was president there. A real straight shooter, did a lot to turn the country around. He got deposed by a generalissimo named Fuentes, and supposedly executed. 'Lina had to go undercover, and landed here. She does what she can to support the guerilla's fighting Fuentes' rule. Turns out that her dad isn't dead, just locked up. If someone could get him free, it would probably spark a public uprising. Between the revolutionaries and the people, Fuentes should be poised to fall. But getting Reyes out is a little beyond the guerilla's means: he's in an old Spanish fort that's been reinforced and updated. It's not stormable. Thing is, 'Lina's learned that there's an old smuggler's hole that might let a small group through. Like us. I think we could get into this castle, get Reyes and a few others out, and get them to the revolutionaries. Then we can help corner Fuentes while the revolutionaries take on the army. I'm not even gonna try and order you to help me with this. But it's a just cause, and I need your help. So I'm asking you: will you help me with this?

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November 1st, 2005

04:19 pm - Costa Linda, You Lovely Island... *Locked Post* Okay, so it's not an island. It still reminds me of that song from West Side Story. The main drags of San Batista is pretty enough. Tourist delight, mixed with a healthy dose of pretensions of grandeur. But the rest of the place... ...I've been in a few nasty holes in my time. This place definitely makes the top 10 list. General Fuentes has all the mercy of a rabid shark. The peasants work their hands to the bone, and half the food they grow goes right into the bellies of the army, via the oh-so-enlightened distribution system of "Give us what we want or we shoot you." Not that they grow much food around here. The big crops are the cash crops for the rich gringos to the north. Coffee and cocoa aren't food, but at least they might put a little money in some farmers' pockets. But the big crop these days is coca. And it doesn't look like the drug lords are exactly paying fair price for value on it. Dammit, but I hate these drug-pushing scumbags. This is a place that desperately needs cleaning up. There are people trying to do it, too. San Batista has a clinic set up by Doctors Without Borders, and a couple of other agencies are trying to bring in food and supplies. But Fuentes doesn't make it easy. His thugs "inspect" every shipment, and if something is reported missing after the fact, it's chalked up to "insurgent activity", which basically means that the people these organizations are trying to save get dragged out into the streets and shot "as an example". I'm impressed with the old leader, too. Like a lot of Third-World presidents, Reyes got in on the promise of an end to corruption and crime. Thing is, he didn't do so bad a job of it. He cleaned out his cabinet first thing, including a couple of real stinkers who were coca farming as a sideline. Then he went to work on the druglords. He didn't get them all, but he sure as hell made a good start. Until the man he put in charge of the army decided he'd rather collect the money from those coca plants than burn 'em and help the farmers plant something legal. 'Lina's right. Nothing's going to change in this place until someone gets rid of Fuentes. I'm tempted to start making a difference down here myself, but that's just throwing stones at the beehive. I'm going to catch the next flight out of here. Once I'm back in Star City, I can start making sure 'Lina's friends down here have the funding to release Presidente Reyes and help him take back this place.

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September 9th, 2005

09:43 pm - Rage, rage against the dying of the light Ollie is a wreck. For days he has slept and ate little, trying to keep the people at the Youth Center alive until the crew on the Watchtower figures things out. The work gets easier as time goes on, as they keep losing people. Ollie would rather work. He's kept up to date, and he understands what is happening to these kids. To him. Some of the survivors are starting to...change. He is, too, he thinks. His hands hurt. Good thing he doesn't have to pull a bow now. Nobody left on the streets to shoot. Once again, he makes his rounds with ice chips, cold cloths and the will to make sure nobody dies who doesn't have to. Tags: plague

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August 28th, 2005

03:36 pm - Journal Entry - Back From The Olympics I hate this cosmic battle-of-the-gods crap. Things went pretty much like Donna predicted. The Titans got themselves into hot water but got themselves out of it. Hades cheated, and all Hell broke loose. That Greek bastard killed Roy, just to make a point. And not "hit him until he died" killed. Shook his hand and Roy dropped dead. Bastard. Connor was at the top of his game. I think he was the first to score a solid hit on Hades, using Cupid's arrows. The girls held their own, too. I was proud of them. I hate this cosmic crap. I never should have taken any of Cupid's arrows. Broadheads, field points? Those I can handle. Bolas, net-arrows, boxing-gloves? Piece of cake. But magic? Nope. I dropped Wally's dead kids, all grown up, with two of the love arrows. I was hoping I could make them change sides or something. I don't know. Didn't work that way; they just dropped. Kept Wally from going all angst-boy on us, so... Then Shado showed up. That wasn't as hard as it could have been. It was all her ugly parts, but without the...rest. Without what little compassion she did have. She tried to shoot me. Would have, except I shot the arrow down. With Cupid's hate arrow. I don't remember a lot of what happened next. But I killed her. Again. I hate this cosmic crap. Current Mood: drained

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August 14th, 2005

10:54 pm - In The Basement, Queen Brownstone Ollie, Connor and Mia are standing in the middle of the training area. Both Connor and Ollie are focused on their young protege. Time to show us what you've got. Working against Brickwell is one thing, but at the Olympics we could run into a whole other level of trouble. So: show us you've got what it takes, kid. Connor, you take her first.

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April 6th, 2005

08:23 am - BOOM? Well, our buddy with the spray can strikes again. This time on the Youth Center. It bugs me that he knows THAT much about our comings and goings. And please, people, spare me yet ANOTHER lecture on the friggin' beard. I KNOW. But it means he cares enough to ask some questions about what Oliver Queen does with his days. And that puts Connor and Mia in danger. Not like they're not, I know. Dammit, this is the downside of having a team. You're all targets sometimes, and with Brickwell and his games, plus Drakon, we really don't NEED this right now. Time to do a little detective work, I think. Beat this bastard to the punch. Current Mood: provoked

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March 12th, 2005

07:51 am - Ugly, Ugly News Ouch. Damn. That was seriously screwed up. And it's all my fault. I should have just handed this one off to Superman, or something. Dragged my crap into the middle of something else. Got into the LexCorp labs no problem. Security was tight, but with a little distraction, I was able to slip past the guards and into the false ceiling. Cliched, but it works. They were up to something, all right. They had a whole lab set up for some serious human trials, and from what I can make out from the documentation I grabbed, we're not talking about a new cancer treatment. Especially not with those stainless-steel restraints on the exam tables. Something about a combat drug. *shudder* The samples were under another layer of security. The lock was beyond my skill, but one of the lab techs was working late, and his thumbprint bypassed the layers I couldn't crack. Which is when I got jumped. By Drakon, that gun-toting psycho that Elevast hired to take me out of the picture. At first I thought that LexCorp had hired him for security, but from what that loony was babbling, Brickwell hired him to get me out of his hair. Joy. At this rate, I'll have an "Anti-Arrow Syndicate" in no time. I got out of there about a minute before LexCorp security would have had me in cuffs. Hopefully nobody got a good look at me. But I lost the sample vial in the scuffle. I think Drakon may have grabbed it. Current Mood: stupid stupid

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March 4th, 2005

05:56 pm - Damn. Damn Damn Damn God I hate it when things go this wrong. Just had a call from Oracle. Dinah's gone missing. She called me the other day, and wanted to talk about something. At the time I assumed it was relationship-stuff, but now I'm not so sure. She didn't want to talk on the phone, after all. Damn. I should have hopped on a plane and headed out to Metropolis ASAP. Like I meant to. But then Brickwell's guys smashed up this mom-and-pop diner and... Aw, hell. I hate this long-distance crap. I hate the divided loyalties. I hate not being in touch, and I hate not being able to do anything. Current Mood: angry

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February 12th, 2005

07:42 pm - Just In From San Francisco *Oliver walks in the door to his study. He pulls out a note from his desk drawer and checks it, then dials a number.* Hello? Do I have Sherwood Florist in Gotham City? Who am I speaking to? Current Mood: romantic

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February 10th, 2005

07:57 am - News For Speedy... I just heard back from Cyborg. It's official: you're going to be a Teen Titan. We're going to fly down this weekend. You can tag along with the younger Titans. They're going to some kind of museum or something. Then you can stay the rest of the weekend at Titans Tower, and come back Sunday night. Current Mood: paternal

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February 9th, 2005

07:40 am - OOC: Thank You, LJ Fairy To the anonymous user who has once again gifted me with paid account time, thank you. I hope I do a good job with this journal, and you continue to enjoy reading Watchtower. Current Mood: grateful

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February 2nd, 2005

06:19 pm - OOC Entry Your Silver-Age Superhero Career LJ Username Your alias first-name is: AstroAtomicBitterBlackBlueCoffeeDangerDarkDeathDoomFunkyGreenHappyHarmlessHyperLemonLethargicLiberalLightningMedicatedMegaObsessiveParanoidPlasticQuantumRedShadowSilverSleepyStarSunshineSuperTacoTheUltraWonder Your alias last-name is: BadgerBoyBozoBubblesCatCaptainChefChiefCowDogDudeGalGirlGuyKidKnightLadLassManMuffinNeighborPersonPigSquirrelStormThunderWoman You can turn.... angerchocolatecoffeeheatkinetic energykittensleaveslightmedicationmoneypizzasoundsugarwater ...into: cheesecredit card receiptsdisappointed relativesexcusesgood vibesgrapeshairHTMLicelaserslightningLJ postsmilkmilk jugsMountain Dewoptic beamspainparking ticketspuppiesraisinssmokesnowsocial awkwardnessspare changesquirrelstoothpastewallpaperwine You team up with... _robin_ ...to battle: Bill Gates You petition to join: the cast of "The O.C." Their response: they agree, but you thought all the hugging and groping was a bit much You are best remembered for: blowing up the moon Your heroic level: - 78% This cool quiz by sigma7 - Taken 40049 Times. </a> New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology

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04:41 pm - The Queen Home Ollie makes his way from the roof to the basement training area slowly, almost gingerly. Once downstairs, he goes to the first aid cupboard and opens it. He strips off his quiver and shirt, throwing them in a corner. His ribcage looks the worse for wear, and he is bleeding from several scratches on his face. Feel free to come in, whoever it is. Current Mood: injured

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January 26th, 2005

05:14 pm - Ugly, Ugly, Ugly Brickwell really pulled a number on us. While Connor and I ran around like a pair of sixth-graders on a scavenger hunt, Brickwell just pulled an end-run around us. Big heroes us. And then he kicks my ass like I'm the Johnny-Come-Lately. About the only thing that went right was that Speedy was out of that fight. I'm not sure whether Brick knows Mia's working with us, but for a punk, the guy's smart and we need every advantage we can get against him. We've gotta do something about this guy. Connor's out checking with his contacts right now.

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January 17th, 2005

02:01 pm - Not. Again. What is it about this damn city that attracts ganglords like flies? We've been on the street almost constantly the past few days, trying to counter this bastard Brickwell. He's been building his operation for a while now, and right before Christmas he made his move. Knocked off the major players, took over their operations, and then baited me and Connor into a trap. Lucky for us Mia hadn't shipped off to Gotham with the Canary. She saved our bacon in spite of the fact that she wasn't supposed to be out on patrol for another hour. Brickwell's next step was to start playing games with city hall. He's been sending them ultimatums all week. So far, the mayor's committed to calling this guy's bluff. Thing is, I'm not so sure he's the bluffing type.

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