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2 yrs ago
Current "When you have an unfair system the only thing you have to do in order for that system to be used against you, is to wait."
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2 yrs ago
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All of that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
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2 yrs ago
Oh sorry. I read the question wrong. 1's actually my social security number.
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2 yrs ago
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2 yrs ago
The phallic stimulation toy of consequence rarely arrives pre-lubricated.
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I have 3 mottos here in life, really.




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Birth, life, death.
That's the cycle of things, that's the way it's meant to be. But not for me.

| Identity |
Jason Peter Todd
Robin
Red Hood


| Origin & Backstory |
Jason was born into the slums of Gotham, his mother a drug addict and his father a thug who worked for the criminal overlords of the city. His childhood was spent committing petty theft and running away from the cops and older kids alike. In his tween years, his mother died of a overdose and his father was sentenced to prison for murder, leaving the boy to fend for himself.

He learned how to fight and how to provide for himself, staying alive thanks to his wit, instincts and his switchblade. Things changed for the young boy when he was 13 years old, coming across the Dark Knight Of Gotham. Being caught by The Batman in the middle of stealing the tires from the Batmobile, scared out of his mind by the Caped Crusader. He was put into a boarding school in Metropolis by a unknown benefactor, whom looked to 'take youths of the streets of Gotham'. Stopping a student whom had his own drug-operation at the school, Jason got into a bad fight and was kicked out of the school - soon finding out that his benefactor had been multi-billionaire Bruce Wayne.

In the following year, Bruce offically took Jason in and showed him everything there was to know, Jason was already a accomplished fighter and free-runner, thus his training was focused on control and practice of form. How to control and channel his anger, use his rage and turn it into swift fury. He took the mantle as Robin, and the Dynamic Duo was back.

The return of the Dynamic Duo was short lived, within half a year tragedy struck the Batfamily, first by the paralyzation of Batgirl - Barbara Gordon at the hands of the Joker, and following a lead about his mother's death, Jason and Bruce found their way to the east. Where Jason walked into a trap that lead to his capture. A cruel beating at the hands of the Joker, followed by a high explosive bomb right next to him. His last thoughts before it went black was a plead for Bruce to avenge him.

So it should have been. For Jason's corpse had been abducted from the morgue, and brought to Nanda Parbat, where at the behest of Talia Al'Ghul, the daughter of the Demon, the boywonder was brought back to life, using the powers of the Lazarus Pit. His mind in shambles, Talia pleaded with the mystical organization known as the All-Castle, to take in the boy and train him. Ducra, the spiritual leader of the All Caste agreed, and in the following year, Jason would be mentally pieced together, and physically trained by the All Castle.

Now, he's a young man with a lease on life, a new chance. But a old fury burning in his soul.


| Attributes |
Peak Human Condition:
Jason boasts the peak physical and mental conditions for a young man of his age, as such his strength, speed, dexterity and reflexes are all at the top of the charts. Thanks to his dip in the Lazarus Pit, Jason boasts enhanced healing factor and increased resistance to toxins and poisons, as well as a increased immunity system.

Hand-To-Hand Combat:
At 13 years old, without any formal training, Jason was a skilled enough street fighter to take down foes much stronger than him using only his natural aptitude for combat. Since then, he's been trained by the Batman, Talia Al' Ghul and The All Caste, making him able to hold his own even against the greatest martial artists on the planet.

Melee Combat:
While his melee weapon of choice is his 7 inch titanium combat knife, gifted to him by Talia. He is skilled with a large variety of weapons, and is known to turn his environment into a weapon.

Marksmanship:
Far from a master sharpshooter, but still skilled with guns in most varieties. His dual .40 Caliber Handguns are his go-to weapon, he's capable of being a skilled sniper and can easily use a assault rifle.

Free Running:
Naturally agile, he's a well trained gymnast, allowing him a agile fighting style and excellent parkour skills making him incredibly fast, both in and out of combat.


| Character Notes |
Allies:
The All-Caste; A mystical organization focusing on personal enlightenment and the betterment of all through mystic means. They took Jason in and through meditation and rigerous training pieced his mind back together after his resurrection. Jason's relationship to the All Caste is strained after him leaving once his training was complete, instead of letting them lead him to the path of enlightenment.
Talia Al Ghul; One who saved Jason's life in the hopes that bringing his lost friend back would put her in favor with Bruce Wayne.

Enemies:
The Joker; Duh.
The Untitled; The Anti-Matter of the All Caste.
Ra's al Ghul; Constantly tests Jason's capacity as a warrior and thinker.
The Hong Kong Sui-Wei Triads; Chinese Triad Jason's in the process of dismantling.
Two-Face; Two-Face was the man who employed his father and set him up, leading to him going to jail.
Bane; Jason's crossed paths with Bane's employees, shipping Venom across the globe.


| Character Goals |
I want to write a younger, confused, 'trying to find his place in the world'- Jason Todd. A Coming Of Age-story for The Red Hood where the goal is for him to tread the waters of all the chaos within him. Is he a hero? Is he a villain? Is he something in between? Will he be neither? My goal is to explore possibilities the comics never did take with the underrepresented Robin.

| Sample Post |
Work in progress.
<Snipped quote by Mr Allen J>

Lol okay, that's not very comforting.


That's what we're going for here.

"Corrigan; A not very comforting school."

<Snipped quote by Lord Wraith>

I'm actually confused. What's wrong with hot dogs in a jar? I thought everyone did it like that.


It's non hygienic. You don't put meat in jars like they were pickles. Do you realize how much bacteria will grow there?
Lemme tell you, it's a lot.

Meat should be vacuum packed. Always, no exceptions.
<Snipped quote by Lord Wraith>

not to be stereotypical, but why on earth would a nice Canadian girl date a thug like him?


There are no such thing as nice Canadian girls. They're all sick.
They have their milk in bags.
Almost as sick as the British, with their jarred Hot Dogs.

Guys, guys lay off Mars and Jake.

I'm sure Jake has a girlfriend who lives in Canada.


See, on one hand, I'm glad that you made a Avenue Q joke.

But on the other hand, that joke was more forced that Mars's fist in Jake's butt.

jeebus christ are people really having a debate about my character o.o


No, it's over. They were, doneso now.

<Snipped quote by Lord Wraith>
Talking to fish


On the contrary.
You start being able to communicate with fish - control them - and sooner or later, you'd be able to control everything fishlike.
And homeboy. Cuz of evolution, we're all 'fishlike'.

Rita


Rita had waited for the others to move out before she took action. They all sprung into the fray in their own way, but the most spectacular of them all was the Martian, whom turned himself into a mighty dragon, the thing of myths and legends. Looking at the dragon, amazed for but a moment, she remembered it was the Martian boy, and her feeling of awe quickly dispersed, leaving only her mission – her urge for a fight. Rita kneeled and put her hand against the ground, before leaping into the sky, making the ground but a small dot under her as she leaped several hundred meters into the sky. Landing on the wall of a mountain with such force as to cause a avalanche that could be seen from the facility. Her hand grabbed into the ice, feeling the cold against her skin – she couldn't get frostbitten, but it wasn't a great feeling, regardless. How the fuck does this thing work?” Rita throught, before shooting off from the ice ridge, hurling herself towards the roof of the lab, only visible to her because of the . She could have gone for Freddie, as she imagined he'd be positioned somewhere high. She knew the tactical advantage of taking out the metrokinetic – but she wasn't interested. She was in this session to prove to herself, and everyone else that you don't have to have an S on your shield to be the strongest.

She landed on the wall of the facility, feeling her body crash against it, her hands digging into the wall thanks to her incredible strength. She quickly scaled the wall, burying her hands everytime she did, leaving a clear trail behind her. As she reached the top of the building, she lunged, throwing herself into the air, at least ten meter, she saw the helicopter on the loading bay, on the far side of the whole damn place. She landed on the roof with a heavy thud, turning around, she saw Frederick standing behind her on the roof. She stood up from her landing on one knee, and gave him the finger. She smirked, signaling to him that he should probably not be here any longer. After she had greeted the boy, she shot off towards the helicopter, seeing a dark blur going to the vehicle, and then back inside.

It was too dark to be the speedster – it had to be the kryptonian, she figured. She crashed onto the roof, walking over to the helicopter, she grabbed a hold of the rotor at the back, and with a grunt lifted the helicopter off of the roof, spinning around, throwing it into the sky as far as she could, out into the blizzard. After, she looked around, and made decided that the best entrance would be through the roof. Leaping onto the roof again.

Tapping her ear. “I took care of the samples. On the roof now, I'll crash down on their fuckin' heads.” Rita mentioned, heading towards the locked door, tearing the lock off and lifting the door of it's hinghes, tossing it behind her with ease. Cracking her knuckles, she looked around, hoping to find the Kryptonian inside.

***

Julian


Kyle said that Julian wouldn't need to hack anything, Kyle could just shortcircuit the servers, and Julian nodded. “Yeah, that's why you're perfect for this. You'll take out the servers, and we can join the battle afterwards. I wanna see how your suppressed powers work in action, so I can run diagnostics to come up with a less.. Medieval solution.” Julian nodded, Aiden spoke before the Duo left the rooms, telling his plan to Julian, whom smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I thought about that, too. I wondered why this scenario features the Suicide Squad, over say, Injustice League, or the Secret Society, heck, even Royal Flush Gang would make more sense.” He responded to Aiden. Activating the PR Systems both inside and outside the compound. “HEROES, IT IS I, LUTHOR, YOUR OVERLORD.” Julian nodded at Kyle with a almost childish-grin, he was doing his best impression of his 'father''s voice.

“YOU BEST LEAVE THE FACILITY AND SURRENDER AT ONCE, MY MINIONS WILL NOT PULL ANY PUNCHES. YOU ENTER, WE WILL NOT HESITATE TO HURT THE HOSTAGES.” While he spoke, he hacked into the wireless receiver for the explosives and rigged them to explode, bringing the entrance down on the A.S.S squad's heads, if they would heed his warning.

After he did that, he looked over at Aiden, again. “You know, the SS initiative was Waller's off the books operation starting out. They did a lot of missions off the books. They were sponsored by rogue agencies within the government, but also.. other benefactors.” Julian said, pulling up files of old Squad access codes from the Lexcorp database. “I figured that Stewart wouldn't use an old password, but I'm sure he didn't change the encryption key.” Tapping at the keys on his holographic keyboard, emitting from his arm, he was uploading the decryption key. “Upload complete” the glove let out in a monotone voice. “You, me and Kyle, Roth, can no longer get our necks blown.” Julian said. “Others I couldn't access from here, and we're running out of time with the servers. Martian's already attacking, and I'm sure others are quick to follow.”

Julian nodded at Kyle, picking up the steel briefcase and heading towards the stairs that lead to the server room. It was electrically locked. Julian glanced at his friend. “You wanna lend me a hand?” Julian asked with a grin, once the doors were opened, Julian held his arm out in front of Kyle, stopping before the entrance of the room. “Checking for traps.” he mentioned.

His arm let out a noise as the doors in the front were blown to smiterines. A grin appeared on his face, when he pressed a button on his arm, and a loud explosion could be heard coming from the entrance. “Here's hoping they're smarter than they look.” Julian said, a little surprised with just how easy it was for him to play the part of a villain.

The room was clear for booby traps, heading towards the computers, he began tapping on the keyboard, extending a usb-cord from his arm into the computer allowed him direct access to the firewall, and he began cracking it. Once he was through the first terminal, he cursed. “Turns out Stewart did plan ahead. This entire room is protected from electromagnetic attacks. Your powers won't work on this.” Julian informed, still tearing through firewall after firewall, it wasn't difficult for him to get through the security – they all used the same encryption, problem was that he had to manually do it one at a time, and there were over 20 servers in the room.
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Replied as promised. I apologise for the lack of length. Hillan tells me he has to do that alot with his ladyfriends.


Oooh, scathing.

Make him shoot lightning out of his butt.

Edit: It has come to my attention that is not one of his powers.
I am now sad.
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