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tushanshu2013-04-21 05:28 pm
stagethreeclinger) wrote in tushanshu2013-04-21 05:28 pm
Entry tags:
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † alcuin nó delaunay,
- † arthur curry,
- † bruce wayne,
- † bryn zethir,
- † castiel,
- † connor hawke,
- † damian wayne,
- † dean winchester,
- † gavroche,
- † javert,
- † kaldur'ahm,
- † kara zor-el,
- † kyle rayner,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marian carlyle,
- † mavis dracula,
- † mera,
- † molly hayes,
- † ororo munroe,
- † roy harper,
- † temeraire,
- † terrance ward,
- † tim drake,
- † tommy shepherd,
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † wally west
001 | Video
[ So, Roy hasn't been around that long, but he's gotten to know Keeliai, the natives, heard about the Emperor and definitely picked up on the tension between foreigners and the Kedan, but just out right asking about What The Hell Is Wrong With This Place seems a little too obvious. And lame.
And this way is much more fun. ]
Okay so is there a part of living on the back of a giant magic turtle that isn't supposed to be completely awesome? Because a lot of you seem to be really bummed about it, and I'm starting to think it's more than just a strong case of Stick Up The Ass going around.
[ And frankly, Roy likes looking like the idiot. He raises up a hand holding some kind of Kedanian smoothie in the cafe he's seated in, and gives an 'okay, humor me' kind of gesture. ]
Let's pretend for two seconds that you're all actually the most boring people ever and the part where we're on a monster turtle isn't enough for you - you're getting what's practically a free vacation. A beautiful city on a tropical island that's really more like a cruise, and even a space you can go sit near Yurtle's massive head and zen your neurotic brains out. The closest we have to that at home is legalizing pot.
I know I'm inviting a sea of sarcastic quips to kill my buzz about the whole badass Suessical adventure, so let's try to be organized and civil about this - there's only so much scathing sardonicism I can handle at once. Please fill out the attached form and get back to me:
[[ ooc; If you could, please fill out his permissions post ova hurr, and here's the html for his little questionnaire thing :>
]]
And this way is much more fun. ]
Okay so is there a part of living on the back of a giant magic turtle that isn't supposed to be completely awesome? Because a lot of you seem to be really bummed about it, and I'm starting to think it's more than just a strong case of Stick Up The Ass going around.
[ And frankly, Roy likes looking like the idiot. He raises up a hand holding some kind of Kedanian smoothie in the cafe he's seated in, and gives an 'okay, humor me' kind of gesture. ]
Let's pretend for two seconds that you're all actually the most boring people ever and the part where we're on a monster turtle isn't enough for you - you're getting what's practically a free vacation. A beautiful city on a tropical island that's really more like a cruise, and even a space you can go sit near Yurtle's massive head and zen your neurotic brains out. The closest we have to that at home is legalizing pot.
I know I'm inviting a sea of sarcastic quips to kill my buzz about the whole badass Suessical adventure, so let's try to be organized and civil about this - there's only so much scathing sardonicism I can handle at once. Please fill out the attached form and get back to me:
Your Name: Self explanatory.[ Oh wait, just this last piece here: ] Also, if you know anyone who likes to run around in tights and a mask, maybe a cape, let me know? Thanks! [ A little salute, and he signs out. ]
Your Age: It'd probably explain some things, I'm jussayin.
Level of Suck of Your Homeworld: On a scale of Fantasia to Bambi. Just trying to keep some perspective.
Your Complaints About Our Magical Turtle Adventure: Let it all out, brothers and sisters. Testify.
Notes: Whatever. How's my hair?
Thank you for your participation! Here is a wavier for your free snow cone! Not really. Sorry.
[[ ooc; If you could, please fill out his permissions post ova hurr, and here's the html for his little questionnaire thing :>
]]
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But he knows Jason, and there's a part of him that fixates on that.
Tracking Roy down isn't difficult, given the level of familiarity Bruce has gained with the city. From there, he watches the cafe from a building across the street and when Roy leaves, he follows.
Once Roy reaches his suite, he gives him fifteen minutes to get settled (and for Bruce to scope out the surrounding area) before he grapples to a window ledge and eases the window open. From there it's a matter of dropping down silently into Roy's living room.]
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A slow exhale leaves him as Roy shoves a shoulder against his suite door in the metal sector and makes his way in, dropping bow, quivers, keys and whatever else to the side, and his hat and mask get tossed somewhere towards a bedroom. Maybe if it was a good day, he might have heard the window open, but again - Batman.
So you can imagine how much of a shock it is when he shuffles into the living room to flop on his not-his couch and try to nap out the weirdness of this place and the tinges of depression, and there is already a very dark, very familiar figure looming around in there.
Uuuuuum. He blinks for about half a minute. ]
Are you like allergic to knocking on the front door, Batdad? Have you ever actually given someone a heart attack with this kinda thing?
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Don't call me that. Ever.
[That is said with a serious batgrowl, and he leans in close to Roy for a particular emphasis.]
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Okay, whatever, your call.
[ Jesus, man, unclench for like two seconds. <- Things Roy would have said to less scary people. ]
Did you... need something? A chat? Cup of sugar?
...Therapy?
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And silence really makes Roy Harper uncomfortable, but it's also kind of intense because Batman, so this will just be gently whispered. ]
You know, it's really creepy when you do this. I'm jussayin. As like an... image consultant thing.
It's weird.
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[He reiterates the word in a total deadpan of sheer incredulity. But the moment's over, and it's on to business for our resident Batcreeper.]
What's the last thing you did before arriving here?
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Playing catch with Damian while Jason was, I dunno, doing his angsty ex-bat thing around your secret mansion?
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Bruce sucks in a breath with some sharpness at that. Jason, at the manor? Presumably Damian knew of his presence, and that means--]
The last major event.
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Aaaand his tone gets a little more serious here. It wasn't exactly a fun time. ]
Joker showed up and grabbed Jason and Red Robin. There was a lot of other shit, but a lot of hero types showed up to fix it.
Worked out fine. Jason and Tim are okay.
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And the Joker?
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No idea. You guys handled that.
I... didn't ask. [ You don't talk about the Joker to Jason. ]
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[And now he's divining the differences in their universes. Roy is more than half a decade younger than he should be, but Bruce-- doesn't ask about Lian.]
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Doin' alright, I guess. They got their fearless leader back and Kori and I helped them fight off some weird zombie clown people.
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[Since. He doesn't mean Dick. Or Tim, most likely.]
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[ 8|a yeah, p much Tim. ]
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Hn.
[Well, alternate universes or not, he's apparently at least trustworthy enough to know the big names. Bruce points at him. Deliberately.]
Behave yourself here or I'll take you down. Don't give away anyone's identity. You aren't from the same universe as most of the rest of us, assume secret identities unless given evidence to the contrary.
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Roy gives a lame shrug, humor a little dried out of the words. ]
Yeah. Whatever. I'll hold off the newsletter on it.
[action]
Roy.
[Take this seriously.]
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Yeah, I got it. I'm a superhero too, I get the secret identity thing.
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And Roy. Use better encryption keys.
[It hasn't gone unnoticed that you were flinging his name around on a 90 percent filter, bro.
And then he's gone. ~Batmagic~]
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I was 5 minutes into using new tech, gimme some slack, jerk!
[ huff huff, rude. ]