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@KillBoxR.I.P squad eleven

@Oblivion666

Not if I have anything to say about it. CAPTAIN UNAGI TSUNAMI, DEFENDER OF SEIREITEI! REVEAL YOURSELVES CRIMINALS, AND WALK THE PLANK!

The Three Realms War [A DMC, Bayonetta and Darksiders RP]

Could be. It's about that time for students. *Sits patiently awaiting updates with a sad and eager face*

Gotham City: Shadow of the Bat

<Snipped quote by LePouvantail>

No Man's Land saw Ivy, Harley, and Nigma straighten up a bit.

It is, by the way, part of this game's history.

...also, absolutely he thrives in Gotham because Gotham. lol

@Ruby

Sounds good to me. :)

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@Ruby Just wondering, but you do know that you can quote multiple people in the same post, right? It'll save you some posts.

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Nightwing

Richard John “Dick” Grayson

”If you want Robin to stay dead, that's okay with me. But you've trained me too well -- made me what I am. You can't keep me from pursuing my own destiny.”
Age: 24
Alias: The first Robin, Target, Renegade, but most famously…

Nightwing

Appearance: At 5’10”, 175 lbs of pure toned muscle, and deep blue eyes, Dick Grayson is one attractive and sexy man. His hair is jet black, and he’s worn it in many styles over the years ranging from a short buzz cut to medium length pony-tail, though at the moment he’s favoring it a little long and shaggy, but not so much as to impede his vision. His skin is fair, and his features are smooth, with a bit of an angular cheek line. His body is extremely flexible, able to contort in many ways, and he’s very well built.
Skills/Abilities:

• Peak Human Conditioning - Dick has trained with Batman since age 12 to be the absolute best he can in all ways, and trained with his parents in Haly’s Circus from birth to 12. He possesses peak human capacity for strength, endurance, durability, reflexes, etc.
• Master Acrobat - Considered by many to be the world’s most premiere acrobat. One of only 3 known people able to perform a quadruple backflip, can dodge gunfire point blank, and is even faster than Batman himself.
• Charismatic - Dick can be just as intimidating as the Dark Knight, even intimidating the normally fearless Scarecrow, but he doesn’t like it. Instead Dick prefers to put his natural charisma to good use as a leader that can rally and inspire just about anyone. He’s so likeable that even his villains will come to his aid when asked, and he has experience leading the Titans, the Outsiders, and even the Justice League.
• Genius Intellect - Dick Grayson is as sharp as they come. He’s put his mind to good use as a detective able to solve cases at a speed that impresses even Batman, is quick to pick up on little clues and signs, is fluent in no less than ten different languages, is a skilled enough hacker to bypass the Justice League Watchtower’s security, and can easily fool a polygraph.
• Master Fighter - Batman taught Dick well for many years, and so he has learned a great number of martial arts and weapon styles, even once defeating the fabled Ra’s al Ghul in a sword duel. His preferred weapons are escrima sticks, but truth be told Dick’s best style is his ability to improvise and change on the fly. He’s very adaptable. Flexible, you might say.
• Stealth - Become one with the shadows. As Nightwing, Dick has no trouble vanishing into the night. If he could do it before wearing the brightly colored Robin costume, he can become invisible practically anywhere.

Weaknesses:

• Redheads. He’s kinda got a thing for them.
• Compulsive Heroics. Dick simply cannot stand idly by if people are in danger, no matter the circumstances or the position it puts him in.
• Chip on the shoulder. Dick is the adoptive son of Batman. The first one. Hell, he was the first “sidekick” in the superhero game. As much as he respects Bruce, it’s only natural that people compare the two a lot. Except Dick isn’t Bruce. He’s his own man, and it gets heated when he feels that it’s something he has to prove.

History:
”Who do I think I am? Good question, really, and I'll answer like this: I've seen too much to be Robin, but I'm still too optimistic to be Batman. I'm Nightwing. I'm Officer Dick Grayson. I'm Barbara's boyfriend, Bruce Wayne's adopted son, and the last living member of the Amazing Flying Graysons. I'm happy.

Richard “Dick” Grayson was born the only child of John and Mary Grayson. This was not your typical family, for you see they traveled a lot. No they weren’t military, the family used Dick in their work. Give up? They were part of a circus. Haly’s Circus. They were known far and wide as the Amazing Flying Graysons, some of the best damn acrobats the world had ever known. Each day they lived life on the edge, stepping on that razor-blade point between life and death. That is, sadly, until tragedy struck. When Dick was 12, the circus stopped in Gotham City to perform a show and was approached by one of the many mob bosses that ran the corrupt cesspool: “Boss” Zucco. Zucco made it clear that they had better pay up, or else. The circus in turn made it clear that they were not to be intimidated and kicked the guy out on his ass. Sadly he would have the last laugh.

During the performance of the Flying Graysons, Zucco sabotaged the trapeze. Slowly it lost strength as John and Mary performed, until finally it snapped and sent the duo plummeting to their deaths. Dick watched on in utter horror, and instantly knew who to look for in the crowd. There was Zucco, enjoying the show. The look on the mobster’s face would haunt the young boy’s nightmares for many years. The police ruled John and Mary’s deaths an accident, keeping real justice from being done. Thankfully, there was one other citizen in the crowd that knew better. A man that could relate all too well to the young Grayson’s plight, and took pity on him. That man… Was Bruce Wayne.

Having no other blood relatives, Dick was made the ward of the young billionaire. He was to live in Wayne Manor, and grow up in luxury with a stranger and his butler. At least Alfred was friendly enough, so the two got on well. Bruce though, he was always distant. A guardian only in that he provided shelter and food for Dick, but not there emotionally. At least not at first. Over time Bruce grew closer to young Dick, and they bonded over their shared tragedy. Then one day Dick learned something simply unbelievable. Bruce Wayne was the legendary Batman. Oh sure, Batman wasn’t a well known public figure at the time, but there were hushed whispers, rumors, legends of a fanged monster that hunted criminals in the night, and these rumors hadn’t escaped the young Grayson even as his family traveled around the country. Bruce Wayne, no, Batman promised him that they would get justice for what had happened. Not revenge. Justice.

Dick was no stranger to rigorous and intensive training, but what Bruce put him through could only be called torture. A good kind of torture though. The kind you know you’ll come out of even better. After a few months Bruce decided that Dick was ready to hit the streets for his first real criminal encounter. This was a day that would be remembered far and wide as a great event, for it was the birth of Robin, the Boy Wonder! A duo of street level vigilantes, this was unheard of at the time! An older, more experienced man training a younger one to take up the fight, this was creating a legacy, and one that Dick lived up to well. Together they tracked down Boss Zucco and Robin personally delivered the final beating that led to the mobster’s arrest.

Years passed, and Dick continued to fight by the side of Batman as Robin. At first it had felt like Batman was real, and Bruce Wayne was merely an illusion, but as time went on something changed. The time they spent together forced the masked vigilante to become more… Caring. Compassionate. Grounded. Every day it began to feel like Batman and Bruce Wayne were growing together. And of course Robin kept growing too. Stronger, faster, more skilled and experienced. If he hadn’t mastered a new combat style or language in time, he’d be delegated to merely cleaning up the mooks while Batman would take on the real bad guys, and where was the fun in that?

But as with all good things, it couldn’t last. It had to come to an end. No matter what, Bruce kept pushing Dick harder and harder to the point that it was completely impossible to please him. Even though Dick had proven himself time and again, both as a partner and as his own hero, nothing was ever good enough for the obsessive Batman. Why, Robin had been a founding member of the Titans, and together they saved the planet multiple times! Not to mention how he always had Bruce’s back. No, it wasn’t good enough. Never was. Embittered, Dick took off to find his own path. Robin the Boy Wonder was no more.

Dick’s path of self-enlightenment was a strange one, stranger than most at least. He contemplated quitting the superhero game altogether, but quickly dismissed the idea. It was too much a part of him. The heroics, the theatrics, the thrill, it was in his blood as a Grayson. If he couldn’t quit, then what? The answer came to him in the combined wisdom of the Man of Steel and a deceased friend of his family’s: the Deadman. Feeling inspired and unburdened, Dick created a new costume and identity for himself. He took to the streets once more, this time as a solo act. This was the birth of Nightwing.

Thankfully Batman was quick to replace Dick. He didn’t resent Bruce for it, in fact he encouraged it. The Batman needed someone by his side to keep him in check. Someone with compassion, a sense of humor, a younger person to keep Batman grounded. Unfortunately that someone was Jason Todd. Dick didn’t exactly dislike Jason. Quite the contrary. He pitied the young street urchin more than anything. He just felt that Jason was unqualified for the job. Maybe time and Bruce’s intense training would temper the ball of passion and anger that was Jason Todd, Dick thought. Bruce had pulled off stranger miracles. So Nightwing left the new Dynamic Duo to their own devices, voicing his cautious approval.

Nightwing moved cities to help establish his own identity away from the Batman. Bludhaven became his prowling grounds, and in a lot of ways it was worse than Gotham ever was. In Gotham, crime started in the streets, and worked its way up. But in Bludhaven? The corruption started from the very top and trickled down. Still, it wasn’t anything that Nightwing couldn’t handle. Time went on, he kicked ass, led the Titans, and even the Justice League considered him a valuable auxiliary member in times of crisis (which, let’s be honest, was basically every other Tuesday. This is the DC universe, the “end of the world” isn’t even an acceptable excuse to miss work anymore). But again, tragedy struck. Word got out that Dick’s replacement, the young Todd, was presumed dead.

Batman became increasingly aggressive in his war on crime. He had never lost one of his own before, so it was brutalizing his very core. Recognizing the emergency situation, Dick came back to try to talk some sense into him, but it didn’t help very much. Bruce was hurting in ways that Dick couldn’t aid, but that didn’t negate the problem at hand. Batman needs a Robin. Thankfully one presented himself. Tim Drake approached Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson, having deduced the identities of their alter egos. It was highly impressive detective work, but not enough for Bruce to consider a new Robin. It took much prodding, arguing, and convincing from Dick, Tim, and Alfred, but finally Bruce accepted, and Dick knew they would be fantastic partners. Relieved and believing the crisis to be over, Nightwing returned to Bludhaven.

A few more years passed, and Dick’s faith in Tim had proven to be well placed. The new Robin was fantastic in the role, and he was an even better detective than Dick was. Even if Dick didn’t keep up too well with Bruce personally, he got the 411 from Alfred and Barbara. Things got quiet for a while. Well, as quiet as they can get when you live your life pummeling bad guys into submission, anyway. And that’s when he got the call from Alfred, the one he hoped he’d never hear. Bruce was gone. Dick made a decision then and there. It was time to come home.

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Mother Mary

Name: Margaret "Mother Mary" Maxim

Appearance:

Hider

Age:
Middling 20's

Gender: F

Height: Petite

Weight: Surprisingly Dense

Hair Colour: Blonde

Eye Colour: Blue

Birthday:
November 1st

Race:
Soul

Rank: Former Kido Corps Vice-Chief, Currently a seated member of Squad 13

Spiritual Energy Colour: Pure, Blinding White

Personality: A comfy team mom who is always there to bandage your wounds, Mary is a quiet, submissive type of girl. She considers hardships she faces to be trials sent by God, and firmly believes that everything that happens, no matter how big or small, is part of God's plan. On the battlefield, she's placid and unshakable, a pillar that can always be relied upon.

History: A Christian missionary lynched by Buddhist extremists in Karakura Town during the 17th century, she was scouted as a Shinigami due to her strong spiritual power, and sent to study at Shin'o. There, she discovered her talent for seals and barriers, finishing the six year Kido course in only two. However, due to failing the Hakuda exam three times in a row, she took some eight years to graduate anyways.

She entered the Kido Corps after graduating and worked her way up through the ladder over the next 200 years or so, eventually becoming vice-Chief and establishing a medical corps that worked closely with the Gotei 13. Roughly 100 years ago, the Kido corps leadership, along with high-ranking seated members of several squads, were decimated by an unknown assailant. Mary herself barely escaped with her life thanks to the valiant efforts of the Kido Corps' Chief and the squad captains. Those involved in the conflict were named Missing in Action and presumed KIA. Mary refused a promotion, and resigned out of guilt as soon as the new Chief had settled into his role, naming one of her pupils as a successor for Vice-Chief.

She lived a quiet life as a lecturer and researcher of Kido at Shin'o for the next eighty years, until a Hollow attack near the university grounds brought to her attention just how thinly-spread the Shinigami's resources were. Fearing for the lives of her students, Mary signed on with the 13th as an auxiliary and soon found herself a seated member in spite of her modesty and sporadic appearances.


Relationships/Friendships/Rivalries/Siblings:
Airi Mao - Church Friends
Current Kido Corps Vice-Chief - Ex-Student
???-???

Other:
Carries around hundreds of small cloth dolls in the likeness of those she is close to as well as various major Soul Society figures, which she sews as a hobby. Still lectures at Shin'o and keeps in contact with her graduates.

~Zanpakuto~

Zanpakuto name: Enter Sandman

Type: Kido

Invoked Zanpakuto Command: Exit light, enter night

Spirit Appearance:
A tall, imposing woman resembling St. Anastasia of Sirmium

Inner world:
A peaceful Gothic-styled abbey filled with faceless nuns who bustle about acting out silent funerals for lifeless mannequins.

Sealed Zanpakuto appearance: An oversized scalpel of polished steel which Mary wields like a polearm. (think Faust from GG)

Shikai appearance: A floating, disembodied torso, arms, and upper skull, and heart, connected by chains. It wields a hammer and stake, and is connected to Mary herself by a thick, intangible chain that pierces her chest.

Bankai appearance: N/A

Shikai special ability: Enter Sandman possesses the ability to the extent of transferring wounds between entities, allowing people to be healed by passing off or distributing their damage. The most notable point of Enter Sandman is the sheer wholeness of the transfer; its power over wounds is unchanging and immutable.

Shikai skills:
1. Dr. Feelgood - Intangible, transluscent chains and stakes appear from Enter Sandman's heart, harmlessly piercing all nearby allied entities and allowing Mary to freely transfer wounds between the linked or store them in Enter Sandman's heart- though any wounds still left when Shikai is canceled are transferred directly to Mary. The chains persist until Enter Sandman is dismissed, and regenerate if damaged.

2. Painkiller - Enter Sandman's other primary trait is that it can move independently from Mary at a speed comparable to one who has mastered Shunpo, though it can only do so in an approximately 500m radius around Mary herself.

3. Surgical Steel - By pounding its stake into an entity, Enter Sandman can forcibly bring them into the "network" created by Dr. Feelgood, allowing Mary to transfer wounds to them. Much like the chains it generates, the stake itself is intangible, harmless, and pierces through matter regardless of toughness.

4. Comfortably Numb - In addition to wounds, Enter Sandman can also freely distribute and store pain felt by its component members of the network as well as monitor their conditions.

5. Sister Morphine - Enter Sandman automatically heals and stores wounds inflicted upon Mary herself takes without being ordered.

6. To be revealed?

Bankai skills: (Captains and up can only have Bankai. Note: Some Lieutenants will be able to attain a Bankai)
1.
2.
3.
4.
5. (Ultimate Skill)

Nonlethal Shikai Skills:
Technically all of them

Skills & Masteries

Zanjutsu - Expert. Mary is capable of using her Shikai's ability to its fullest extent.

Kido - Master. As ex-second of the Kido Corps, Mary's knowledge and skill at Bakudo and healing-type Kido is unparalleled even among those called masters, and those who can outdo her in Hado can be counted on one hand.

Hakuda - Proficient. While her skill has grown some small amount over the years, Mary just isn't cut out for unarmed combat.

Hoho - Expert. A medic has to be able to keep up with her team, after all.

Theme:
This

@Phobos

@Zobozun

The metal is strong with this one.

@Zobozun
But the Soul Society has never shown to have any type of religion since they've all pretty much forgotten about it and have basically lost all memories and the concept of religion. The only reason why Hontu's characters was able to retain their beliefs was because not all of their memories were lost when she transferred to the Soul Society.

@Phobos

The idea that a soul loses its memories when crossing over to the Soul Society is an incorrect detail added in one of the non-canon movies that was never true elsewhere. Even as early as the very beginning of the SS arc this was shown to be patently false when Ichigo and company met up with the kid that was previously trapped inside a parakeet. The kid had no problems recollecting his life as a human. I don't really understand how the whole "souls get amnesia of their human life" thing got so widely accepted. That being said, since souls live for hundreds or thousands of years I can easily see them forgetting human life eventually on the grounds that it was so long ago and just doesn't matter anymore.

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@Ruby
It happens, no worries. But Dick is my favourite DC character, I'm not sure who else matches him...

@Roosan

I know that feeling. Dick is my all time favorite superhero. It's why I just had to grab him. :D Do not worry, I will treat him well.

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Nightwing

Richard John “Dick” Grayson

”If you want Robin to stay dead, that's okay with me. But you've trained me too well -- made me what I am. You can't keep me from pursuing my own destiny.”
Age: 24
Alias: The first Robin, Target, Renegade, but most famously…

Nightwing

Appearance: At 5’10”, 175 lbs of pure toned muscle, and deep blue eyes, Dick Grayson is one attractive and sexy man. His hair is jet black, and he’s worn it in many styles over the years ranging from a short buzz cut to medium length pony-tail, though at the moment he’s favoring it a little long and shaggy, but not so much as to impede his vision. His skin is fair, and his features are smooth, with a bit of an angular cheek line. His body is extremely flexible, able to contort in many ways, and he’s very well built.
Skills/Abilities:

• Peak Human Conditioning - Dick has trained with Batman since age 12 to be the absolute best he can in all ways, and trained with his parents in Haly’s Circus from birth to 12. He possesses peak human capacity for strength, endurance, durability, reflexes, etc.
• Master Acrobat - Considered by many to be the world’s most premiere acrobat. One of only 3 known people able to perform a quadruple backflip, can dodge gunfire point blank, and is even faster than Batman himself.
• Charismatic - Dick can be just as intimidating as the Dark Knight, even intimidating the normally fearless Scarecrow, but he doesn’t like it. Instead Dick prefers to put his natural charisma to good use as a leader that can rally and inspire just about anyone. He’s so likeable that even his villains will come to his aid when asked, and he has experience leading the Titans, the Outsiders, and even the Justice League.
• Genius Intellect - Dick Grayson is as sharp as they come. He’s put his mind to good use as a detective able to solve cases at a speed that impresses even Batman, is quick to pick up on little clues and signs, is fluent in no less than ten different languages, is a skilled enough hacker to bypass the Justice League Watchtower’s security, and can easily fool a polygraph.
• Master Fighter - Batman taught Dick well for many years, and so he has learned a great number of martial arts and weapon styles, even once defeating the fabled Ra’s al Ghul in a sword duel. His preferred weapons are escrima sticks, but truth be told Dick’s best style is his ability to improvise and change on the fly. He’s very adaptable. Flexible, you might say.
• Stealth - Become one with the shadows. As Nightwing, Dick has no trouble vanishing into the night. If he could do it before wearing the brightly colored Robin costume, he can become invisible practically anywhere.

Weaknesses:

• Redheads. He’s kinda got a thing for them.
• Compulsive Heroics. Dick simply cannot stand idly by if people are in danger, no matter the circumstances or the position it puts him in.
• Chip on the shoulder. Dick is the adoptive son of Batman. The first one. Hell, he was the first “sidekick” in the superhero game. As much as he respects Bruce, it’s only natural that people compare the two a lot. Except Dick isn’t Bruce. He’s his own man, and it gets heated when he feels that it’s something he has to prove.

History:
”Who do I think I am? Good question, really, and I'll answer like this: I've seen too much to be Robin, but I'm still too optimistic to be Batman. I'm Nightwing. I'm Officer Dick Grayson. I'm Barbara's boyfriend, Bruce Wayne's adopted son, and the last living member of the Amazing Flying Graysons. I'm happy.

Richard “Dick” Grayson was born the only child of John and Mary Grayson. This was not your typical family, for you see they traveled a lot. No they weren’t military, the family used Dick in their work. Give up? They were part of a circus. Haly’s Circus. They were known far and wide as the Amazing Flying Graysons, some of the best damn acrobats the world had ever known. Each day they lived life on the edge, stepping on that razor-blade point between life and death. That is, sadly, until tragedy struck. When Dick was 12, the circus stopped in Gotham City to perform a show and was approached by one of the many mob bosses that ran the corrupt cesspool: “Boss” Zucco. Zucco made it clear that they had better pay up, or else. The circus in turn made it clear that they were not to be intimidated and kicked the guy out on his ass. Sadly he would have the last laugh.

During the performance of the Flying Graysons, Zucco sabotaged the trapeze. Slowly it lost strength as John and Mary performed, until finally it snapped and sent the duo plummeting to their deaths. Dick watched on in utter horror, and instantly knew who to look for in the crowd. There was Zucco, enjoying the show. The look on the mobster’s face would haunt the young boy’s nightmares for many years. The police ruled John and Mary’s deaths an accident, keeping real justice from being done. Thankfully, there was one other citizen in the crowd that knew better. A man that could relate all too well to the young Grayson’s plight, and took pity on him. That man… Was Bruce Wayne.

Having no other blood relatives, Dick was made the ward of the young billionaire. He was to live in Wayne Manor, and grow up in luxury with a stranger and his butler. At least Alfred was friendly enough, so the two got on well. Bruce though, he was always distant. A guardian only in that he provided shelter and food for Dick, but not there emotionally. At least not at first. Over time Bruce grew closer to young Dick, and they bonded over their shared tragedy. Then one day Dick learned something simply unbelievable. Bruce Wayne was the legendary Batman. Oh sure, Batman wasn’t a well known public figure at the time, but there were hushed whispers, rumors, legends of a fanged monster that hunted criminals in the night, and these rumors hadn’t escaped the young Grayson even as his family traveled around the country. Bruce Wayne, no, Batman promised him that they would get justice for what had happened. Not revenge. Justice.

Dick was no stranger to rigorous and intensive training, but what Bruce put him through could only be called torture. A good kind of torture though. The kind you know you’ll come out of even better. After a few months Bruce decided that Dick was ready to hit the streets for his first real criminal encounter. This was a day that would be remembered far and wide as a great event, for it was the birth of Robin, the Boy Wonder! A duo of street level vigilantes, this was unheard of at the time! An older, more experienced man training a younger one to take up the fight, this was creating a legacy, and one that Dick lived up to well. Together they tracked down Boss Zucco and Robin personally delivered the final beating that led to the mobster’s arrest.

Years passed, and Dick continued to fight by the side of Batman as Robin. At first it had felt like Batman was real, and Bruce Wayne was merely an illusion, but as time went on something changed. The time they spent together forced the masked vigilante to become more… Caring. Compassionate. Grounded. Every day it began to feel like Batman and Bruce Wayne were growing together. And of course Robin kept growing too. Stronger, faster, more skilled and experienced. If he hadn’t mastered a new combat style or language in time, he’d be delegated to merely cleaning up the mooks while Batman would take on the real bad guys, and where was the fun in that?

But as with all good things, it couldn’t last. It had to come to an end. No matter what, Bruce kept pushing Dick harder and harder to the point that it was completely impossible to please him. Even though Dick had proven himself time and again, both as a partner and as his own hero, nothing was ever good enough for the obsessive Batman. Why, Robin had been a founding member of the Titans, and together they saved the planet multiple times! Not to mention how he always had Bruce’s back. No, it wasn’t good enough. Never was. Embittered, Dick took off to find his own path. Robin the Boy Wonder was no more.

Dick’s path of self-enlightenment was a strange one, stranger than most at least. He contemplated quitting the superhero game altogether, but quickly dismissed the idea. It was too much a part of him. The heroics, the theatrics, the thrill, it was in his blood as a Grayson. If he couldn’t quit, then what? The answer came to him in the combined wisdom of the Man of Steel and a deceased friend of his family’s: the Deadman. Feeling inspired and unburdened, Dick created a new costume and identity for himself. He took to the streets once more, this time as a solo act. This was the birth of Nightwing.

Thankfully Batman was quick to replace Dick. He didn’t resent Bruce for it, in fact he encouraged it. The Batman needed someone by his side to keep him in check. Someone with compassion, a sense of humor, a younger person to keep Batman grounded. Unfortunately that someone was Jason Todd. Dick didn’t exactly dislike Jason. Quite the contrary. He pitied the young street urchin more than anything. He just felt that Jason was unqualified for the job. Maybe time and Bruce’s intense training would temper the ball of passion and anger that was Jason Todd, Dick thought. Bruce had pulled off stranger miracles. So Nightwing left the new Dynamic Duo to their own devices, voicing his cautious approval.

Nightwing moved cities to help establish his own identity away from the Batman. Bludhaven became his prowling grounds, and in a lot of ways it was worse than Gotham ever was. In Gotham, crime started in the streets, and worked its way up. But in Bludhaven? The corruption started from the very top and trickled down. Still, it wasn’t anything that Nightwing couldn’t handle. Time went on, he kicked ass, led the Titans, and even the Justice League considered him a valuable auxiliary member in times of crisis (which, let’s be honest, was basically every other Tuesday. This is the DC universe, the “end of the world” isn’t even an acceptable excuse to miss work anymore). But again, tragedy struck. Word got out that Dick’s replacement, the young Todd, was presumed dead.

Batman became increasingly aggressive in his war on crime. He had never lost one of his own before, so it was brutalizing his very core. Recognizing the emergency situation, Dick came back to try to talk some sense into him, but it didn’t help very much. Bruce was hurting in ways that Dick couldn’t aid, but that didn’t negate the problem at hand. Batman needs a Robin. Thankfully one presented himself. Tim Drake approached Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson, having deduced the identities of their alter egos. It was highly impressive detective work, but not enough for Bruce to consider a new Robin. It took much prodding, arguing, and convincing from Dick, Tim, and Alfred, but finally Bruce accepted, and Dick knew they would be fantastic partners. Relieved and believing the crisis to be over, Nightwing returned to Bludhaven.

A few more years passed, and Dick’s faith in Tim had proven to be well placed. The new Robin was fantastic in the role, and he was an even better detective than Dick was. Even if Dick didn’t keep up too well with Bruce personally, he got the 411 from Alfred and Barbara. Things got quiet for a while. Well, as quiet as they can get when you live your life pummeling bad guys into submission, anyway. And that’s when he got the call from Alfred, the one he hoped he’d never hear. Bruce was gone. Dick made a decision then and there. It was time to come home.

I just want it to be known that I'm not actually quite finished with this, but it's definitely to the point that it can be judged.

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And of course my first thought is to wonder if the Joker beat her half to death with a crowbar at any point. XD

@Rin

Damn well better have, hahaha. I kinda already covered that in my history. XD

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It was just a suggestion. And if it's not something that matters, then I'd say just take it off the template then.