>>5976805>Pencils & Inks: Marcio Takara. Colors: Arif Prianto>Alt-Text: Comic art of Poison Ivy covered in thorns and fungus. Her hair floats in the air in front of the sun and a psychedelic background.Thoughts race through your head, so in the depths of your mind, you retreat to commune with the highest minds on the planet.
The Parliament of Trees, spiritual echoes of past heroes of the natural order.
They named you your champion, when you pass on, you shall join them.
Their passion is loud. Trillions of lives dance through your soul.
You are awash in chaos and chlorophyll but even when lost in the weeds, you know who you are.
You <span class="mu-s">will</span> save the world. <span class="mu-s">Your</span> way.
Bog Venus:
The Parliament sits in silence and screams with anger. Their knowledge says you belong to The Green.That you are their champion.
You are their weapon. You are THEM.
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Ivy: I-
The vines break from Ivy’s control and lunge at her.
Ivy: Am-
She raises her hand, stopping them in midair.
Ivy: <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-s">POISON IVY!</span></span>
The vines launch into the air, and the trees around you follow. Massive pillars of wood forming a tower in the sky.
It breaches the horizon and explodes into a cornucopia of fruits and flowers.
Petals rain like water and as the clouds part, sunrise bathes you all.
Ivy: Well, turns out there’s a sentient plant-based collective unconsciousness. Might as well have skipped the doctorate and just dropped peyote.
Superman: And I’m sure you’d be brilliant regardless. Good morning, Doctor. I don’t think we’ve properly met. I’m Superman.
They shake hands, Ivy’s palms sprouting leaves at Clark’s touch.
Ivy: That’s something to get used to.
Batman: We’ll have plenty of time for that later. Right now we still need to find Riddler. He’ll be in another supervision-proof base by now, we’ll need to investigate-
Superman: No need.
He soars into the sky, stays there a moment, and drops down.
Superman: The secret is to look for what I can’t see. I can view, hear, or smell most things on this planet. I’ve already visited one of his bases, so I can recognize its blend of shadow and silence that sticks out like-
He turns to you.
Superman: You in the daytime.
Ivy: Hah! I like this guy. And not just because he’s a floating greenhouse.
Superman: I can fly there now, but at max speed, I’d tear either of you to pieces.
>Phantom Riddles, Part Two>Vote Title: Mark WaidHave Superman take you to The Riddler at a slower pace.
>Mental Blocked>Vote Title: Martin Lancaster, Philip Huxley, Craig OwensLet Superman fly ahead and follow after him in your new vehicle.
