Owner	Pose
Graydon Creed	Senator Creed's office is one of many inside the senate building. Skeets can help Booster find it. He'll enjoy the trip in because as soon as he shows up reporters are on him like a pool of sharks asking him what he is doing there, who is he coming to see, how did he get chosen to be a Green Lantern, and many other questions all at the same time. He will have to fight his way past the paparazzi to even get to the upper floors of the building. Once past the first, more public floors he meets up with security who have been told he was coming so they nod him in. Then into the Senator's office where a team of dedicated staff members work late going over bills and talking policy wonk until Booster walks in the door. Seeing booster one of them says, "Ah, Mr. Gold. Glad you could make it. I'm Kirin." the man says, "May I get you coffee or anything before you go in?" he asks one woman calls someone on the phone, another one gets ready to take a photo of Booster shaking Kirin's hand when the man offers it to Booster with a smile and his introduction.
Booster Gold	Booster lands to the fanfare of the Press Corps, smiling and waving. Hey, looking good! Nice jacket. No, I'm just here to look good, maybe close some contracts-- hey, you can be a superhero and make MONEY, right? Someone says 'Green Lantern' and Booster's smile fades away. "This interview is over!" he remarks, and flies skywards to see if he can get into a window. As it turns out, the windows in the Senate Building don't actually open, and he's required to fly around until a Congressional Mall Cop shouts at him to stop buzzing the roof. Grumbling under his breath, he follows the steps inside, and Skeets gets him lost. Twice. Well, once, but it REALLY looked like a 6 instead of an 8 on that door. Finally arriving, Booster blinks at the welcome, but hey--! Publicity. "Sure thing, coffee would be great! Four creams, four sugars, a little dollop of amaretto if you can get it," he says. Big handshake, mug for the camera, CHEESE! "So, uh, hey? Where's Senator Creed?" he asks, looking around the offices.
Graydon Creed	Senator Creed is in the back office inside this office. He opens the door and invited the hero and his sidekick inside to the office with the full sized big-boy desk just for the senator. The desk is covered with tablets and strangely in 2025, paper. Because the government still runs on the bark of dead trees. "In here, Mr. Gold." the Senator says smiling at Booster. His press guy gets to work on the photo right away saying, "Thanks Mr. Gold!" and one of the other people bring him his coffee just the way he likes it. "Here you are, Mr. Gold." he says and Creed steps back making room for Booster to come inside his office as the senator walks back around his desk and sits back down.
Booster Gold	It's a whirlwind of activity around Booster Gold, and it's just the way he likes his coffee- hot, strong, and full of ... heavy cream and sweeteners? Either way, he's a bit on his heels but drinking in every bit of it, and Skeets hovers a few inches over even Booster's head so he doesn't get clipped by a flying elbow or something. "Hey, this is great," Booster says, sipping his coffee. "Man, best thing about Past Earth: real coffee. All we had in the future is soykafe," he tells Graydon. "You can get /some/ coffee but it's like, crazy expensive-- only big corporate types drink it." He slurps. Loudly. And indelicately. Sitting on the chair he flings one ankle across the opposite thigh and balances his coffee on his knee, looking at Graydon through the subtle gold tint of his visor. "So, Mister Senator Creed! What can I do for you?"
Graydon Creed	The Senator says, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. I know you are very busy." that whole 30 seconds of Booster's life he will never get back! "As I said, I made arrangements for a friend of mine to find you a top quality agent. One of the best. " he says as Creed settles back into his chair, "He's already talking to several shoe companies, brands of toothpaste and an energy drink company about you. He's letting them fight over who gets you so that you'll get the best deal. " Creed explains as he offers Booster Dirk Davis card. It's all legit, he really is a good agent and investor. "Big contributor to the party. Lots of connections." he praises the man, "Use to work for the Daily Planet I think." the Senator says, "As for what you can do for me, I just have some questions, very basic stuff for your profile for the NSA and all that. We need to set up a security clearance for you." he explains.
Booster Gold	"Fantastic!" Booster says. He stares at the card, then looks up at Skeets. Skeets makes a dippy gesture that resembles a shrug, and Booster reaches out to examine the card. <<Sir, I believe that's a business card,>> Skeets remarks, ever-helpful. <<It holds personal information for Mister Dirk Davis. I have logged it into my membanks and you can contact him whenever is convenient!>> "Oh. Oh! Thanks Skeets!" Booster says, before handing the card back to Creed. He leans back into his chair, slouched with a lazy comfort, and sips more coffee. "So wow, the whole ten meter push, huh?" he marvels. "Well, that's why I came back to this era-- crack some skulls, do some good, set some money aside," he says, flashing a Colgate grin at Creed. "What kinda questions you got?"
Graydon Creed	Offering Booster a sheet and clipboard made of dead tree, the Senator passes him a pen and "It's your basic paperwork, height, age, eyecolor. Your preference for passwords if the NSA ever needs to make sure you are not an shape shifter, email address, phone and a 4 digit pin number we can use to set up your dial in number to get access to the CIA special clearance hotline." he explains then he looks at Skeet, "I also have a test for your A.I." he says as he reaches into his desk and pulls out a portable hard drive. "This contains research on a problematic genetic sequence. A birth defect that affects a small percentage of the population. There isn't a lot of political will to fund the research for it because it affects so few people. We would like to see how long it would take Skeet to process the data and complete the research. Compare his calculation and reasoning skills. To get a general idea of his capacity, if that's ok?" Creed asks taking out a stop-watch. Of course the affliction in the data is the X-Gene which does cause problems when it presents so everything he said is true, "It would take our scientists months, maybe years to sequence a retro-virus. With his processing power from the future, he could push the research ahead by years, if you don't mind?" he asks making it sound all for a good cause.
Booster Gold	Booster looks at the paper and hands it to Skeets. The little AI That Helps starts flicking a laser over the surface of the paper; in moments, all Booster's relevant vitals are laser-etched on the form, in perfect size 10 government-approved font. Booster signs his name on the bottom in big, obnoxious font: BOOOSTER GOLD, and hands it back to Creed. "There! Man, I don't know how you guys even do without personal data assistants," he remarks, putting his hands behind his head. "Lame. Paperwork and stuff? We don't even learn handwriting anymore, man. It's all typing and you do signatures on the 'merch," he tells Creed. Humming thoughtfully, Skeets approaches the hard drive and examines it with a little electrical probe. <<Mister Booster, I'm very sorry,>> Skeets says, apologizing profusely. <<But this is a binary electronic data storage system. My fuzzy logic circuits and crystallized sodium processing matrices are unable to interface with it.>> "Darnit Skeets!" Booster says, coming off his relaxed posture. "You're makin' me look bad in front of the Senator!" <<I feel just awful about it sir,>> Skeets blinks at Booster. <<I really wish I could help!>> "Dangit. Well, maybe Beetle can help," Booster grumbles, snatching up the drive and putting it into his pocket for later.
Graydon Creed	Meh, if he can get them to interface and bring back the results Creed doesn't care. "Just keep that between you and I. If you find the answer we'll have to put it through FDA testing. We don't want to get people's hopes up announcing the cure before it's approved and ready to market. We'll name it after you two if you get it to work. BG-250 the Gold Standard in genetic medicine." he says just tossing out the idea. Then he looks at the robot, "Yeah, I gotta admit, I need one just like him. I don't imagine you could pop back to the future and buy me one if I set up a bank account for you with a few billion dollars in the future?" he asks.
Booster Gold	"No can dooskies," Booster tells Creed, shaking his head as he floats the idea of a return trip. "I took a trippy portal thing to the past. The scientists told me it's a one way trip-- they might be able to get a hold of me sometime and see about a portal back, but time flows, like, differently at different points? I wasn't paying attention. Could be six weeks, could be six months. Could be six years." "They said more like six months, but--" he shrugs. Of course it's all bullshit. The time machine's parked behind Ted Kord's mother's shed and not functioning due to an incident with a waffle iron, a 64 ounce soda, and a pressurized container of whipped cream. "Nope, Skeets is one of a kind," Booster says proudly. "Cutting edge, 24th century tech." Another lie. Skeets was a museum piece working as a night tour guide when Booster 'acquired' him. "But hey, if we can help save some lives, come up with an inoculation-- anything to help, right Skeets?" <<Yessir!>> the little gold drone says, whirring in an excited twirling circle.
Graydon Creed	Standing up from his desk the Senator reaches out his hand, "And that attitude is why I'm proud to back you while you rise to greatness." he says smiling as he offers a parting handshake, "You're good people. I look forward to working with you in the future. If you need anything, just give me a call." he says. Sure he didn't get what he wanted right away but maybe, maybe in the near future. "When you are at the Justice League Headquarters next time, please do tell Batman I apologize for causing that controversy on Twitter. I know he said he was secretly a big fan of yours so if you could smooth the water over for me, that would be great." because Batman picked a fight with Creed and Creed fights dirty.
Booster Gold	"Uh.... sure!" Booster says, shaking Creed's hand eagerly. "I'll mention it to him... because Batman and me. Total buddies," he assures Creed, that strong, idiotic chin wagging along. "I'm looking forward to working with our leaders in Congress. Hey, maybe someday I'll run!" he jokes, halfway out the door. <<Sir, I'm afraid only US Citizens can run for Congress,>> Skeets says as they walk down the hall. "Well, then don't tell them about the Maple Syrup revolts and I won't mention that we're technically Canadian," Booster mutters at Skeets, through gritted teeth.
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Is Daken known for his lack of morals and standards? I need someone who would betray his own mother to do dirty work."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I'm going to need someone to find me willing, or at least semi willing mutants to have the cure tested on."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I seem honest enough too and I'm trying to exterminate a speciec."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I seem honest enough too and I'm trying to exterminate a species"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed rocks out to some classic Disturbed because it's so appropriate for Creed: https://youtu.be/09LTT0xwdfw
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed loads up 50 Words for Snow... "Well... these are... words in... music."
Booster Gold	Booster Gold says, "Man, I am just not a music person at all."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Honestly, I'm trying to like this but maybe I'm just too old."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I'm wierd. I like Meatload, Frank Sinatra, Musicals, Pink, Metalica, 30 seconds to Mars, 3 Doors Down, Union J, Justine Beiber, Boys 2 Men, and Linkin Park. If I was any more random I'd be a pink pony."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed is shoved and booped and confused, "What's happening? I normally know why I'm getting asaulted."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "If you're not trying to kill me, you don't know me well enough."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed points at Ghost, "See Jean, this is an example of someone who could used a cure. She could have been a normal person if over the counter power nullifiers were availible. Instead, she looks like that." then he looks at Ghost, "With all due respect, of course."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Ben, you do know you are the "Pretty Fly for a White Guy" of aliens, right? https://youtu.be/AltMeuPkWRs"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Lets use another minority in place of mutant and have the same argument."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "A Jewish kid is found living in the sewer surviving off dogs and half dead. A head of a school for Jewish students finds out and demands that the authorities caring for the kid interupt her recovery so that the teacher can pitch her school to the kid who has no parents and no money to pay for said school. You know, you sounded like a crazy person trying to collect all the mutants like they are pokemon, right?"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "We all know Jean is a caring, over protective type and I totally get why you did it, but Icly, you sounded crazy. But don't worry, I plan on having her call Jean or Hank in our next scene on a video conferance so they can see she is fine and not being horribly experimented on."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "You accused him of holding her hostage to experiment on her which he would never, ever do. He is tricking her into volenteering to be experimented on legally. Totally different."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Speaking of which... I need to write hank an @mail which will complicate Jean's life."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Say, Emma, your school for mutants. Is it something I could find out about if I did research on it? I need somewhere other than Jean's school to put Rose while I work on a cure for her."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "You just want something to scan. I know your tricks Ben Tennyson."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "There is an adorable looking animated movie called Son of Bigfoot coming out for those of you with kids."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I just wish we had a Joker to get in on the twitter fun."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed realizes he is becoming the new Trump. Someone needs to take his twitter account away.
Booster Gold	Booster Gold sleazes at Claire just so she doesn't feel left out.
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed stabs Brainiac in the back with a bone dagger so he won't miss WoD.
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I actually enjoy a little PVP if things are fairly balanced but sleazy dirtbag loser doesn't sound like good leadership for a balanced game."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I had a human cop for years on a game. Dressed up as a vampire for halloween one year. Got shot through the heart with a stake by a Hunter."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I was her first kill. Her life did not go well."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "She ended up getting pregnant and having a baby with a werewolf that had telekenisis so it would fly around on it's own or something. I didn't pay much attention to her. I just picked up little bits here and there but I know she broke into the house of a pack of werewolves expecting everyone to be out so she could steal something and they were all still home so one of her mage friends had to almost blow his brains out with paradox to teleport her out."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Do they work while they are in class? Put in effort?"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I just wish I knew who he was under the mask so I could throw a Goth party at his house."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "It shouldn't be hard to figure out actually, there are only a few hundred billionares in America, fewer in Gotham, fewer still who have been in Gotham the times Batman has, who have access to the kind of technology he needs and is never seen in the same place as Batman. Google knows who Batman is I'm sure."
Booster Gold	Booster Gold says, "The Batman cartoon lampooned that, Graydon. The ultrasmart AI robot villain deduced Bruce Waye's idenity vety quickly through statistical analysis."
Booster Gold	Booster Gold says, "And people say math has no application in the real world. :snort:"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed looks at Nancy pointing past Booster, "Yes, that's Booster Gold. Go ahead, ask for his autograph if you want. He loves his fans. "
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I'm just dissapointed that he hasn't came at me on Twitter. I already have another round of #BatJokes ready."
Booster Gold	Booster Gold says, "I bet Batman has armies of bots who have trolled 4chan so hard that Bruce Wayne = Batman is just a joke meme that gets thrown down."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "And the "Be yourself, but if you can't be yourself, be Batman."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "The more I think about it, the more I'm flattered that Batman hated Creed on sight."
Booster Gold	Booster Gold trolls Ares by going back in time 3000 years and establishing a cultural habit of cursing Ares' name every time something goes wrong.
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Huh, Booster Gold brings up a good point. Super-heroes do hurt a lot of people. We do have to pay for the heathcare of those criminals. We should tax Super-heroes to help cover the cost of their actions."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "We could just require heroes to pay a fine at every crime scene. Wait for the cops to get there, pay a few hundred dollars for every person you put into an ambulance and make a statement to the police. If you don't, you become a criminal for not paying your taxes."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Of course, if we are being realistic, the American economy would have totally collapsed by 2025 if we didn't impliment medicare for all. America would not exist as it is in the game because the burdon of caring for the elderly with their ever increasing healthcare would have crippled our economy."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "To make the game more thematic and comic book like we should just have BernieCare and everyone's healthcare is just paid for. Then people won't care if Batman beats the crap out of criminals."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Staying low profile with magic is a good idea. You don't want powerful beings getting interested in you."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Damn it.. I was just about to give her good advice."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I approve of Lex's plans but think they are not agressive enough."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed should make a new cerial brand of super-sugary cerial that uses market of an Alien trying to steal the little marshmellow earths and kids stop him by saying "Earth is for Humans, silly Alien." and forcing him back into space using the green candy crystals that come in the box.
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Mine? Yeah, I'm awake way, way too early. I should finish sleeping."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "The idiot down the block is getting a ride from some guy who feels showing up at someone's house and blowing the car horn for 10 minutes non-stop until they come out is somehow more appropriate than just calling the person and saying they are outside."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I think they are really, really, angry that they have to get up and drive someone to work."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Oh, fuck that, I have a fully-auto trippman A5 paintball gun. I can paint the top of his car a rainbow from the comfort of my bedroom window."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Star! I was just about to give you advice then you ran off."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I wouldn't want to cause those people to have an already more shitty life than they are already no doubt having."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed looks at Star, "You need to learn from the market system. Men want what they can't have. If you offer yourself to them, you make yourself a low value commodity. Abundant, easy to get when ever they want. Make yourself a scarce resource and they will fight over you. Act like the man you want had his chance and screwed it up. Make him feel he lost something he needs and he'll want it back. Basic economics."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Stop telling Hal you want him, stop trying to kill him, just ignore him."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "It depends on the draw strength of the slingshot just like bow and arrows. You can sell low draw strength bows as toys but high strength bows are lethal weapons."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "America is the socio-economic version of that one guy with the compulsive need to abuse animals. Ash Catchum I think his name was. We gotta catchem all. All your countries will belong to us."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "My neighbor's car is broke down so he's having someone, I'm guessing a sibling, come pick him up every morning at 6:30am. They arrive and just honk the horn non-stop until the person comes out."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I'm the kind of asshat who shows up at 6:30 to pick you up for work and waits 15 minutes then drives off without calling or honking because you should be awake and have your crap together if you are making me come to your house at the crack of dawn."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "If I say I'm going to be somewhere I only call if I'm not able to be there. Just assume I'm keeping my promis if I didn't call to tell you otherwise. That should be the way the world works. People should assume the best of each other."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I'm sleepy and grumpy and I'm going back to bed before I turn into a pumkin."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "It's not too late. If you just submitted no one has read it yet."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I am too tired to think straight. What is the format for posting a +bbpost again? +bbpost 15=somethingsomething?"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I would vote for you and so would all my racist human first supporters."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "You could actually solve the problems that superman "battles" but never stops. You have the money and the brains."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Dang it. My mother fell and landed on her knees. She needs a ride home from the hospital. BRB."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "It's ok. I'm a Republican IC, If your character dosen't hate me I'm not doing my job right."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed eyes Ororo, "And we all know you are the voice of maturity and reason, right?"
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Just think of all the people you don't hit with lightning everyday."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Ororo, I look forward to making you so angry you level your own school."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed looks at Charles, "I'm one of the X-men's arch nemisi. Not power throwing around kind of enemy, much worse. I'm a politician."
Graydon Creed	"Your species insistence on verbal communication of ideas and isolation of information to an individual life form is puzzling. The Glorious Builder Empire achieved greatness by sharing all knowledge and experience. The Glorious Builder Empire is Eternal and through it, it's people live on forever." the ship proclaims like a propaganda poster. She's programed with patriotism subroutines, "Except for the ones who
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "So, I got attacked by a swarm of bees just now. That's off my bucket list."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "Actually, B5, that's almost what happened. They nested under the chair I keep on my porch so when I sat my groceries down on the chair to unlock the door they were like, "TO WAAAAAR!!!""
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I didn't find any stingers inbedded in my flesh so thankfully they will all live."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "I threw the nest across the yard so they can live a nice, happy life not on my front porch."
Graydon Creed	Graydon Creed says, "It was Math. The maths said that eventually he would become an unstopable tyrant. (Which was true: See Old Man Logan) so they just acted first."