Two Face has dragged tim drake tied to a chair and brought into a warehouse
Harvey: Come On Boys We can sell what he got then sell him via the dark web.
Two Face: AND IF YOU DON'T DO IT WE WILL MAKE YOU END UP LIKE HIM!
OOC: ENTER TO SAVE LITTLE TIMMY
So batman's made it a point that I only go out patrolling with him, but most of his missions are "too dangerous," and I am "not ready" so I have been on the bench for a while.
Why even become Robin if I can't be active? Anyway, Gotham is pretty noisy tonight, but I haven't seen any major villains yet.I should keep my eyes out.
FRIENDS!
I have made a discovery of utmost importance!
There is an Earth custom called “brunch.”
I do not understand why you have hidden this from me for so long.
There were waffles and pancakes and tiny potatoes and bacon and a drink that had flower petals floating inside, to which you then add hot water and white crystals too, and it is oh-so-delicious!
I have decided that brunch is one of Earth’s greatest achievements.
*Robin had just transported Cass to the top of the Wayne Tech building, as Bruce suggested.*
*He speaks into his communication device to batman*
"Hey, we're here."
*he turns to cass*
"The guy I mentioned earlier should be here soon."
OOC:
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Cold. Scared. Lifeless.
The man that she had killed was dead.
To many, this would be the most obvious thing in the world.
People die when they are killed, after all.
But the moment she struck the blow and read the body, she knew exactly what she had done.
And she was horrified.
It was supposed to be just a game.
It wasn't supposed to end like this.
So she ran.
...
She ran as far away from her parents as she could.
She didn't know where she was going.
She didn't care.
She felt disgusting.
She felt unforgivable.
She felt hopeless.
She ended up in the city.
...
It was dark. Cold.
Just like the man she had killed.
She couldn't speak.
She couldn't read.
She couldn't write.
Her parents had never taught her that.
All she knew was murder.
And death.
...
The next eight years blurred together.
How old was she now? 17? 19? She didn't know. Or care to know.
She felt aimless.
She had found herself wondering if she should just die.
After all, she was still just a worthless mute.
Simply passing the time.
Waiting for death.
...
Would somebody, anybody, tell her?
What was her purpose?
It's just... So unfair that Hank and Batman are making her still go to school. She's a superhero, for crying out loud!
Oh well... At least she can still attend art class.
Walter West's legs burn as he runs as fast as he can, attempting to catch Barry Allen and stop him from rewriting time.
He ran faster than he ever had before. Yes, it was horrible, but **no one** tempered with the lives of his loved ones- To fix the world or not.
Just an inchmilelightyear further and he could reach-
His body explodes into raw speed force energy, painfully, and then the next second his eyes open again.
His body feels so slow...
He shoots up. It's too small. His body wasn't right. Accidental possession? ...Reincarnation?
Barry has spent the last hour and a half running, aimlessly. He doesn’t know where too but he just needs to clear his head get out of the buildings and lose himself in the city, if even for just a few hours
A purple blur speeds through Central City, before stopping in S.T.A.R. Labs.
“I’m The Flash, over in China at least, I’m here on official Speedster business. Could you tell me where the red or yellow ones are?”
I was informed today that I have been “emotionally unavailable.” I considered replying. But I figured that would require emotional availability.
Krypto was on strict orders to not follow Clark on the way to the Hall.
Unfortunately, Krypto does not give a flying fig about staying on the farm.
Wherever his master goes, he goes too.
So now Krypto is in the Hall of Justice, trying his absolute best to not alert the Man of Steel.
Krypto is currently poking around the Hall, pawing at whatever is in his vicinity, sniffing around.
Krypto is probably going to get an earful, but that’s probably the least of his doggo worries.
Kid Flash. It was a name Barry had given me a long time ago. And hey it made sense then, I was just a 13 year old boy, ecstatic to have met my idol. And I still look back on that day like it was the best moment in my life. Because it was!
But something Dick told me really stuck out for some reason. He's not just Batman's sidekick. Not anymore at least. And it got me thinking. I'll be 18 in a year and I'm still running around this city calling myself a kid.
Maybe Dick's new team will help. Heading out west might give me the chance to think about all this.
I don't know what my future will be, but I know at least I don't want to still be Kid Flash when I'm 95 and I need a super fast mobility scooter.
OOC: interactable by anyone Wally might run past while he's thinking about stuff, you don't have to be in Central City