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Current He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. | Isaiah 40:29
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Better is a little with righteousness than great revenues with injustice. | Proverbs 16:8
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Do all things without grumbling or disputing. | Philippians 2:14
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Mickilennial Updates:
- My father passed away in October 2025
- Dental health has led to several root canals
- Mental breaks have led to inconsistency, be patient with me

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Understandable. I'm still here for the ride though, but I feel like I was adding onto derailment in a sense as well, so I might try and find my way back into the main path just to make the story branch more cleanly.

Glad things are starting to stabilize a bit as well~

Assuming Erode is okay with continuing on, I think I'd be glad to hashing this out.
Think we're waiting on ya again, Ink.

Alright I owe you and everyone else an explanation. Hokum is still in a life hole, but at the time this was happening my computer broke down (completely, unusable) abd by the time it fixed I had a extre depressive episode which has had underlying effects on me for the entire Summer. I suffer from seasonal affective disorder and this is not meant to excuse my absence but explain it.

I love Enter. It’s one of my favorite RP concepts. But I just broke down. For the last month I’ve been slowly trying to get back into a writing space (been moderately successful in one RP) and I’ve finally mustered the courage to reach out and see how everyone is doing and explain my absence even though it looks like I ghosted and moved on which is very much not the case. With these series of episodes behind me I’d like to continue if it is in the interest of the group to do so, otherwise I’ll have to revisit this when parties involved want to. I can answer any questions needed.
Rise from your grave


Location: Gotham City, USA
Issue: Return of the Prodigal Son - #5


“Get there without being seen, and we're golden.”
Red Robin

Drake’s suggestion was a basic assertion. Everything they did unless specifically meant to draw attention was about not being seen. It was a nonsensical comment but for once Damian decided to allow Drake to state such idiocies without mockery. If they were going to be efficient in this plan of theirs they needed to both keep their emotions under control and it seemed so easy to disrupt Drake's concentration to Damian. His retaliation for bringing up Wilson made that rather apparent.

As the two broke line of sight with each other it was something Damian made a point to remember.

It didn’t take long to deal with the cameras.

The use of hacking devices was not new to Damian—the League used them when they deemed it necessary. Assassins had adapted since the dawn of time and Damian was a very good assassin even if he didn’t do the ‘killing’ part of the task anymore. While Drake’s reliance on technology annoyed the thirteen-year-old he also knew that in situations like this there were little other options. If Damian destroyed the cameras as opposed to manipulating them they would alert the guards and Freeze to their presence. While Damian was not afraid to do battle with the entire compound, it was not the most effective way to achieve his goals.

And he would achieve them.



Location: City Sewers, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria



The flush of water was heavy. Disgusting, too. Rael wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to fight the current that washed away down the massive sewer system.

溺死

She held her breath as best as she could, tightening her grip on two hands. She wasn’t a god. How many people—why was this place built like this? Two different thoughts. Two different questions. There wasn’t a lot of time for it and Rael understood that. She didn’t want to drown in dirty, disgusting sewer water.

溺死

When her breath broke, the taste of it all nearly overwhelmed her. Her brows narrowed, and she pushed upward. Who even knew how to swim anymore? It wasn’t the 20th Century anymore. Water was a precious resource and swimming pools were a luxury. Not that Rael had an issue with luxuries. She was just thankful that she happened to know how to swim and her body in this world was stronger than the one back home. Hanako Moriyama would’ve drowned and not a single person would’ve cared. Weak and nothing. Her parents would only be disappointed that an arranged marriage fell through. The reminder whispered in her brain as she tightened her grip and moved upward as fast and as strong as she could. The enhancement magic coursing through her muscles certainly helped. It helped a great deal.

She looked to her side, left-and-right. At least she got two people. The others were either drowning downstream or washed ashore at some other part of the sewer system. Not much she could do about that.

溺死

The water broke and Rael could breathe again. Finally.

The red-haired Japanese girl was elated when she reached the stone surface. She looked up—Graves and Alja. Good. She’d kill them if they drowned in the muck. She wanted to be cool and appear awesome but all she could do was cough the disgusting, putrid liquid from her throat. The silver-haired girl did the same, but not before casting some kind of magic and the dingy water was purified in an instant. It may have removed any toxins in her system but Rael knew one thing. She’d never forget the taste.

“It'll be okay... it's just... water. Now.”

Rael heard the girl’s voice. The healer’s.

After coughing for what felt like forever, she waved her off. “I’m fine. I’ll be fine.”
I'm not sure where the line is for "work on a new idea" or "push through the current idea" for me. I'm notoriously terrible with deadlines and consistency. The times where I can post often (Damian, Kara) seem to be the rare occurrences rather than the norm for me.

I think when I hit a wall I just end up whining to Maxx, Andy, or Bounce. Sometimes all three.
i need an adult

Location: Gotham City, USA
Issue: Return of the Prodigal Son - #4


“Now if you are assisting me with this, we do it my way; Freeze isn’t someone I want to just go in swinging against. We could actually help him here.”
Red Robin

“Tch.”

Damian continued looking over the scene as Drake asserted himself like his presence here was a hindrance.

His assertion that they were some kind of therapist like Gordon likened herself to be was an annoying one. Freeze had gotten out of Arkham consistently and each subsequent time he decided to go back to the exact same pattern. Steal things. Leverage technology. How many times did it take for a criminal to resist their urge? How long until they actually reformed themselves? Would they ever? Questions to be asked for someone else.

“We are here to stop him. Not engage in excessive diplomatic debate.” Damian remarked as he remained in place. “If you have a plan then you better tell me how you wish it to be executed.”
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