Slingshot pounded back the rest of his drink. He was 90% confident there were glass shards in his hair that he was going to have to deal with at a later point, but right now, he had to get answers. The vigilante took apart his rifle in seconds, removing the magazine and popping out the loaded bullet onto the counter before packing the SCAR away in its case. Slingshot didn't forget about his sidearm, which he pulled out from its holster as he slid over the counter with ease and made his way to the nearest corpse, pulling back the sleeves on the former hostile and checking his neck. Sure enough, there it was. The skulls and tentacles were as pronounced as ever, but the symbol itself was altered from the one he was familiar with in "SHIELD 101." They're supposed to be... damn it.
Slingshot turned around. He heard the questions from Jocelyn and Arvin, but wanted to get a couple answers before being more forthright with his new compatriots. "Talking I can do sweetheart. As for what they're doing here, Gandalf, my guess is trying to eliminate us or bring us into the fold of their little club. Knew this was a little too surgical and they were a little too well-armed for this to be some sort of cash grab... Shit."
Slingshot walked back to the bar and poured himself another glass of Tito's while reaching into his jacket pocket to pull out a small protein bar. He tossed it to Jocelyn as he continued his little monologue. "As for the SHIELD thing, I kind of jacked the ID off a friend of mine. And I kind of resigned, so I'm not exactly here to cause trouble for anyone, though I may be one of the reasons those bastards shot up the place. It's either that or practically any of us still standing here. I imagine Hydra has an interest in freaks and mercs."
Slingshot finished his Vodka, taking a deep breath after downing it like the last one. It probably wasn't the smartest move to drink when still at an active crime-scene... shit, that's right. He turned back to everyone, hopping up to sit on the bar as he reloaded his sidearm and doing his best to be loud and authoritative to a group that probably consisted of at least one mythical god. "You all can call me Slingshot, and rather than doing the usual thing of comparing dick sizes to determine who's in charge, let's just all agree to put that kind of shit behind us and think about our next move. If anyone has a secret hideout other than my apartment which is quite frankly a disgusting mess right now, I'm all ears. Also, Houdini, it would be great if you can use your little Chalk Zone powers and get us there without having to fight through New York traffic."
Name: Garkan “Boulder” Stonewell Race: Human Age: 32 Appearance:
Garkan is a sturdy 6' 6" and weighs in well-over 300 lbs. With his large frame and built physique comes his most intimidating feature: his entire body is riddled with scars and old wounds. His torso and arms have absorbed most of the damage over the years, but Garkan's face bears the deepest of his wounds: the mark of two swings of a pickaxe. Garkan's hair is always well-trimmed, and remains the most normal out of his entire appearance.
Personal
Born to an alcoholic foreman father and a mother who had problems with gambling and keeping her skirt down, Garkan’s childhood was anything but pleasant. Much of his youth was spent out on the street, unable to come home for the night because his father wasn’t entirely certain the boy was his own. So Garkan would beg, only to receive nothing. As a young boy he was quick, and would therefore spend his days catching rats and other small animals to feast on raw, unable to eat much else.
At the age of 10, Garkan was malnourished and tired of feasting upon the vile flesh of rodents. He went to the home of his parents and demanded entry. His father, much to Garkan’s surprise, agreed to grant the boy entrance into the home and provided him with food and shelter. Unfortunately, this hospitality came with a price. Garkan, before being able to fall asleep every night, was beaten to a bloody pulp. His nights were spent being tended to by his mother, after she got back from wherever it was she had spent her evening.
This abuse went on for four years. It ended when Garkan’s father took a pickaxe to the 14 year old, giving him the two distinct scars that line his eye. It was a miracle the boy survived, let alone with both eyes intact. Garkan’s mother didn’t return for hours, leaving the boy to cry in his small room. That was, until the crying stopped. The boy wasn’t a child anymore, as his mind was filled with rage. He went into his father’s room, where he was lying asleep. His father always kept a dagger on his nightstand, so Garkan fetched the blade and plunged it into his father’s neck. The older man’s eyes shot open, and Garkan to this day remembers the sound as his father’s gasps for airs were muddled as he drowned in his own blood.
Garkan left the home that night and fled into the night. For quite a few years, he spent his days and nights living on the streets once again. But this time, he didn’t feast upon rats. He managed to find a sort of “underground fighting ring.” Garkan ate when he fought well, and starved when he fought poorly. It didn’t take long for Garkan to learn how to fight well, spending his days and nights training and exercising so that he could fight for freedom and food. Before long, he was granted the name of “Boulder” due to his indomitable will… and, quite frankly, his build as a young man.
Garkan’s joining of the Dusthawks just so happens to coincide with the ending of this “underground fighting ring.” It is unclear exactly what happened, as everyone who tried to participate and watch that night were found beaten to death and slaughtered. Garkan, who never missed a fight since he joined, asserted he survived the massacre because he simply wasn’t there that night. Days after the incident, Garkan introduced himself to the Dusthawks after noticing their recent reputation. Garkan has since answered only to Adnos himself, seeing Adnos as a proper man and leader worthy of the brawler's respect. That is not to say Garkan has been particularly friendly and warm to the Dusthawks since his recent admittance; it's not in the nature of the master brawler to be kind.
Prime Motive: Dominance: Garkan seeks to prove his own might and power above all else. Accessory Motive(s): Family: Garkan seeks for some semblance of family, since the one he was born with is long gone and undeserving of his love. Independence: Garkan wants more than anything to be free to do as he pleases. Internal Conflict: Proving to be Better: Garkan’s greatest inner conflict comes from his desire to prove himself to be better than his father, whom he views as a villain. However, Garkan’s skills and actions prove himself to be very similar to his old man. Garkan likes his ale, his women, and his violence.
Vocational
Occupation: Bruiser/Bodyguard Talents:
Street Brawler: Garkan has a natural talent for unarmed combat, being a mountain of a man and having spent his entire life fighting for his survival in the streets of the Gray District.
Stubborn as a Mule: Garkan doesn't exactly stay down in a fight, his endurance allowing him to go farther than most would with similar injuries. Just an advantage to years of abuse.
Nimble Fingers: Surprisingly, Garkan has rather nimble fingers and is a skilled pickpocket for a man so large. His size actually comes to his advantage, making him an easy target to "bump into things."
Flaws:
Lack of Agility: Due to his size, Garkan isn’t particularly agile and is incapable of acrobatic maneuvers. This means escape isn’t very easy for him, and neither is dodging a bullet.
Lack of Tact: Garkan speaks rather bluntly, often leading to violent situations due to unintentional insults and the revealing of truths.
Don’t need no education: Garkan is illiterate and has never received any sort of education, beyond punches to the face.
Equipment:
Stone Purse on belt.
2 Daggers, one in Right boot, one on his belt, though they are rarely used.
Supplemental
Secrets: Garkan has caused various quarrels throughout the city, and has left enough corpses behind him that it's hard to keep the stories straight, especially when there's little doubt Garkan has serious head trauma from his years of brawling. Quirks: Garkan is known for having a few strange quirks. He is known for his fondness of sturdy Dwarven women, which is rather strange for a man like him. Garkan also tends to avoid eating meat when he doesn’t need to, instead tending to be fond of poultry or fish when he can get his hands on them.
While on duty, Ajax’s armor is fairly standard issue for an FBI SWAT agent. However, instead of the standard olive green suit, Ajax instead opts for a primarily black with splashes red uniform. The all black ballistic shield Ajax sports is highlighted with a red spartan Helmet on the front, his emblem as an operator.
When off-duty, Ajax can typically be seen wearing a black tank-top and dark blue jeans. He keeps an FBI baseball cap on to hide his shaved head, and wears no sleeves to show off his rather large physique and Spartan-esque tattoos. Ajax, whether on-duty or off-duty, always wears a pair of regulation SWAT agent boots that are tightly laced.
Psych Profile
Ajax displays the typical tendency to provide little or no emotion during his interaction with friends, family, and co-workers. Since the passing of his sister, with whom he was close, Ajax has similarly depicted protective tendencies over close friends and family members. He displays hyper-aggressive behavior towards potential threats to those under his protection.
Ajax has the tendency to perform all of his activities by himself. He works-out alone, eats alone, and manages his equipment alone. He does not let anyone else touch his equipment, and Ajax keeps his living conditions spartan (for lack of a better term). He takes no comfort in luxurious amenities, instead insisting upon a rigid schedule dedicated to training and preparing for the next mission.
Relationships
Idolizes the work shield and defensive Operators Montagne, Blitz, and Rook displayed before his arrival into Rainbow. Ajax similarly shows high respect for the former FBI operators, all having been killed in the line of duty, and hopes to live up to their reputation.
Ajax builds upon his predecessors of Blitz and Montagne by making use of a modified ballistic shield called the Phalanx. The Phalanx is a versatile shield that offers several benefits to Ajax and his allies: -The Phalanx has an “Assault” mode, in which the shield only protects Ajax’s torso and head from attacks in front of him. Ajax has a medium speed rating when walking with the shield in this position, but can also run at a low speed rating. -The Phalanx has a “Tower” mode, in which the shield lowers to protect Ajax’s legs from incoming fire, as well as extending out slightly to protect both Ajax and allies behind him from incoming fire. Ajax cannot fire when the shield is positioned in this way, and the tower mode can only be extended for a minute before retracting back into assault mode. The Phalanx requires a 30 second cool down after being deployed into Tower mode, a result of Ajax’s shoddy engineering and refusal to allow anyone to modify his shield. -The Phalanx’s final mode is “Defense” mode, in which the shield attaches itself to the ground and acts as a “half-cover” similar to Rook’s armor panels.
Biography
Aleks was born as the youngest son of the Raimos family, being born two years after Alice and six years after his brother Vance. The Raimos family originated from Athens, Greece, but hard times befell the family and forced them to attempt to emigrate. They found a home in the United States, where the family was able to achieve citizenship after about five years. Aleks spent his formative years with his parents moving from Greece to the United States and moving throughout much of the Midwest until settling in Northeastern Ohio.
The family began to settle when Aleks began attending a public elementary school. Aleks had not yet attained fluency in English for his grade level, and was therefore bullied frequently at a young age. He had to be saved by his older sister, Alice, on several occasions in his first few years of elementary school. This did more to harm the self-esteem of Aleks, who wanted at a young age to prove himself to be a “traditional man.”
These views of masculinity lead to violent tendencies for Aleks in middle school. He formed a group of bullies around him within his first year of middle school, striking fear into the hearts of his fellow classmates. Unsurprisingly, Aleks would end up in trouble quite frequently, landing the troubled youth in and out of suspension. It was only when Aleks’ older brother Vance sat the child down to have a serious discussion that Aleks finally began to focus on his studies and managed to become a straight A student with few incidents in his final year in middle school.
High school saw Aleks take serious interest in engineering following the suite of his brother, who was studying at Notre Dame. Aleks and Vance would talk on the phone for hours every week, going over higher-level equations and engineering principles. Aleks also spent time with his sister as they attended high school together, with Aleks easily fitting into his sister’s “nerd crowd” with his love of physics and mechanics.
During Aleks’ sophomore year while walking with his sister towards the cafeteria, the sound of gunfire filled the air. Aleks turned to see a classmate… a senior in a trench coat firing a rifle in their direction. Aleks tried to tackle his sister to the ground for cover, but a sharp pain in his leg forced him to the ground. The boy watched his sister get struck by several bullets and fall to the ground before him, blood straining through her white sweater and pooling next to his face. The warmth of her blood is the last thing Aleks can remember before awakening in a hospital room.
The next few years of Aleks’ life became a blur. He graduated from high school as the valedictorian but refused to give a speech. He went on to attend the University of Notre Dame on various scholarships, completing the program in 5 years. He spent every waking moment in class, doing homework, or working out and training. The day after he graduated with his B.S. in Mechanical Engineering, he began the process of testing into the FBI to become an FBI Police Officer.
Aleks tested well, and within a few months was a suited officer working with the FBI on domestic threats of terrorism and mass violence, a specialization of his. He spent his work days doing what he could to protect his nation, while his nights were dedicated to a hard physical regimen followed by work on a modified ballistic shield he dubbed the Phalanx. After two years as a Police Officer, Aleks’ superiors had him test to become a SWAT officer, a test he passed with flying colors.
Aleks spent 4 years working with the SOU on counter-terrorism threats. He was a dedicated agent, but refused to go in with the gear suggested and given to him. He wore less armor than most units with ballistic shields, and he refused to carry anything other than a sidearm. Aleks wanted to be as mobile as possible, despite being hindered by a shield. Aleks was an integral part of nearly 50 separate operations with the FBI before being recruited into Rainbow for his dedication to the objective and his skills.
Training and Experience
5 years studying Mechanical Engineering at University of Notre Dame 2 years - FBI Police Officer 4 years - SOU (SWAT Operations Unit) operative within FBI’s CIRG (Critical Incident Response Group)
Family
Father: Eckheart Raimos [Alive] - Manager at local grocery store. Mother: Elizabeth Raimos [Alive] - Vice President at national card manufacturer. Brother: Vance Raimos [Alive] - Local automotive mechanic Sister: Alice Raimos [Deceased] - Killed in School Shooting
While on duty, Ajax’s armor is fairly standard issue for an FBI SWAT agent. However, instead of the standard olive green suit, Ajax instead opts for a primarily black with splashes red uniform. The all black ballistic shield Ajax sports is highlighted with a red spartan Helmet on the front, his emblem as an operator.
When off-duty, Ajax can typically be seen wearing a black tank-top and dark blue jeans. He keeps an FBI baseball cap on to hide his shaved head, and wears no sleeves to show off his rather large physique and Spartan-esque tattoos. Ajax, whether on-duty or off-duty, always wears a pair of regulation SWAT agent boots that are tightly laced.
Psych Profile
Ajax displays the typical tendency to provide little or no emotion during his interaction with friends, family, and co-workers. Since the passing of his sister, with whom he was close, Ajax has similarly depicted protective tendencies over close friends and family members. He displays hyper-aggressive behavior towards potential threats to those under his protection.
Ajax has the tendency to perform all of his activities by himself. He works-out alone, eats alone, and manages his equipment alone. He does not let anyone else touch his equipment, and Ajax keeps his living conditions spartan (for lack of a better term). He takes no comfort in luxurious amenities, instead insisting upon a rigid schedule dedicated to training and preparing for the next mission.
Relationships
Idolizes the work shield and defensive Operators Montagne, Blitz, and Rook displayed before his arrival into Rainbow. Ajax similarly shows high respect for the former FBI operators, all having been killed in the line of duty, and hopes to live up to their reputation.
Ajax builds upon his predecessors of Blitz and Montagne by making use of a modified ballistic shield called the Phalanx. The Phalanx is a versatile shield that offers several benefits to Ajax and his allies: -The Phalanx has an “Assault” mode, in which the shield only protects Ajax’s torso and head from attacks in front of him. Ajax has a medium speed rating when walking with the shield in this position, but can also run at a low speed rating. -The Phalanx has a “Tower” mode, in which the shield lowers to protect Ajax’s legs from incoming fire, as well as extending out slightly to protect both Ajax and allies behind him from incoming fire. Ajax cannot fire when the shield is positioned in this way, and the tower mode can only be extended for a minute before retracting back into assault mode. The Phalanx requires a 30 second cool down after being deployed into Tower mode, a result of Ajax’s shoddy engineering and refusal to allow anyone to modify his shield. -The Phalanx’s final mode is “Defense” mode, in which the shield attaches itself to the ground and acts as a “half-cover” similar to Rook’s armor panels.
Biography
Aleks was born as the youngest son of the Raimos family, being born two years after Alice and six years after his brother Vance. The Raimos family originated from Athens, Greece, but hard times befell the family and forced them to attempt to emigrate. They found a home in the United States, where the family was able to achieve citizenship after about five years. Aleks spent his formative years with his parents moving from Greece to the United States and moving throughout much of the Midwest until settling in Northeastern Ohio.
The family began to settle when Aleks began attending a public elementary school. Aleks had not yet attained fluency in English for his grade level, and was therefore bullied frequently at a young age. He had to be saved by his older sister, Alice, on several occasions in his first few years of elementary school. This did more to harm the self-esteem of Aleks, who wanted at a young age to prove himself to be a “traditional man.”
These views of masculinity lead to violent tendencies for Aleks in middle school. He formed a group of bullies around him within his first year of middle school, striking fear into the hearts of his fellow classmates. Unsurprisingly, Aleks would end up in trouble quite frequently, landing the troubled youth in and out of suspension. It was only when Aleks’ older brother Vance sat the child down to have a serious discussion that Aleks finally began to focus on his studies and managed to become a straight A student with few incidents in his final year in middle school.
High school saw Aleks take serious interest in engineering following the suite of his brother, who was studying at Notre Dame. Aleks and Vance would talk on the phone for hours every week, going over higher-level equations and engineering principles. Aleks also spent time with his sister as they attended high school together, with Aleks easily fitting into his sister’s “nerd crowd” with his love of physics and mechanics.
During Aleks’ sophomore year while walking with his sister towards the cafeteria, the sound of gunfire filled the air. Aleks turned to see a classmate… a senior in a trench coat firing a rifle in their direction. Aleks tried to tackle his sister to the ground for cover, but a sharp pain in his leg forced him to the ground. The boy watched his sister get struck by several bullets and fall to the ground before him, blood straining through her white sweater and pooling next to his face. The warmth of her blood is the last thing Aleks can remember before awakening in a hospital room.
The next few years of Aleks’ life became a blur. He graduated from high school as the valedictorian but refused to give a speech. He went on to attend the University of Notre Dame on various scholarships, completing the program in 5 years. He spent every waking moment in class, doing homework, or working out and training. The day after he graduated with his B.S. in Mechanical Engineering, he began the process of testing into the FBI to become an FBI Police Officer.
Aleks tested well, and within a few months was a suited officer working with the FBI on domestic threats of terrorism and mass violence, a specialization of his. He spent his work days doing what he could to protect his nation, while his nights were dedicated to a hard physical regimen followed by work on a modified ballistic shield he dubbed the Phalanx. After two years as a Police Officer, Aleks’ superiors had him test to become a SWAT officer, a test he passed with flying colors.
Aleks spent 4 years working with the SOU on counter-terrorism threats. He was a dedicated agent, but refused to go in with the gear suggested and given to him. He wore less armor than most units with ballistic shields, and he refused to carry anything other than a sidearm. Aleks wanted to be as mobile as possible, despite being hindered by a shield. Aleks was an integral part of nearly 50 separate operations with the FBI before being recruited into Rainbow for his dedication to the objective and his skills.
Training and Experience
5 years studying Mechanical Engineering at University of Notre Dame 2 years - FBI Police Officer 4 years - SOU (SWAT Operations Unit) operative within FBI’s CIRG (Critical Incident Response Group)
Family
Father: Eckheart Raimos [Alive] - Manager at local grocery store. Mother: Elizabeth Raimos [Alive] - Vice President at national card manufacturer. Brother: Vance Raimos [Alive] - Local automotive mechanic Sister: Alice Raimos [Deceased] - Killed in School Shooting
Titan Tower, San Francisco The sun was bright as Roy stepped out into the sun on the rooftop, absorbing the rays. To say the vigilante looked homeless wouldn't be far off... at least he had gotten a clean shower and managed to wash his clothes a few times through over the past few days he had been at the Tower. Roy was wearing ripped up jeans and a grease-stained white tank top underneath a sleeveless red hoodie. His sunglasses reflected red, and his Justice League novelty baseball cap was on backwards (as always) to reveal a small tuft of red hair. The archer was carrying with him his utility toolset and a quiver of his arrows as he strolled up along the rooftop a moment, admiring the view and amenities. Sure beat living out of a van down by the river for the past few months.
Roy noticed the other two souls on the rooftop in a nearby cabana, and figured it was time he said hello. Roy wasn't exactly a fan of spending too much time by himself. It lead to a few poor decisions that he was still making up for. As the teen neared the Cabana, he rubbed the chip in his pocket for good luck. 286 days...
Roy, without any warning and by making practically no noise (thanks Ollie), plopped onto the couch and looked over at the other two teens. His eyes glanced over the blonde, raising an eyebrow in slight admiration. Blondes have never exactly been my type. From behind his shades Roy also caught a glimpse of the sharp-dressed man making his way to the bar. And a prep. Dick sure knew how to pick 'em. Roy stretched out his arms after dropping his belt and quiver next to the couch before finally addressing his two soon-to-be teammates. "Hey, if you could grab me one of those juices that comes in a plastic barrel, that would be great. I'm parched."
Dev turned the switch on the left of Death Whistle. Fragmentation, Gone-mine... ahhh, there we go. Dev gave a small chuckle as he pressed the switch back into the side of Death Whistle. His ass was already going to get handed to him for his quick stunt before with the incendiary blast. Dev wasn't scared of many people... but he may have miffed the one person he shouldn't be pissing off.
The demolitions expert rounded the final corner as he say the Ulnar trying to break into the cockpit. Two measly rodent-like bastards pounding away at the door, but still doing quite the damage. Dev raised the end of his launcher and fired the cannister. It was slightly larger than most of his other ammunition, and didn't explode upon impact. Instead, it clanked off of the door to the hangar, aided by the distinct hissing noise of the weapon in guiding the Ulnar's vision back to Dev. Well... there were two hisses filling the hallway, as the canister released a small cloud of yellow noxious gas. The Ulnar reached for their weapons to fire at Dev, who quickly disappeared back around the corner.
1... 2... and.... Almost as if on cue, the two Ulnar fell to the ground, unconscious. Dev hoisted the launcher onto his shoulder once more as he removed his sidearm to finish the job. Two shots were all that was needed to finish off the defenseless hostiles. The demolitions expert reached up towards his earpiece. "The Bridge is secure... and can we skip the whole lecture thing on blowing up our ship this time if I apologize now?" He began making his way at a slower pace back towards the turrets to help finish off whatever Ulnar might be bombarding their ship.
-Lacks Super Abilities: Arsenal is not a meta-human and lacks the abilities many of his companions (and enemies) possess. This also makes Roy somewhat easy to kill by conventional means.
-Highly Addictive to alcohol/drugs: Roy has an addictive personality. He is currently recovering from the consequences of his addictions to fetanyl and alcohol.
Skills:
-Agile: Roy has years of self-training in acrobatics, as well as a few years of training under the watch of the Green Arrow.
-Expert Marksman (Archery): A natural talent of his. Roy has expert proficiency with a bow and arrow.
-Proficiency in wide array of weaponry: Roy has trained with a variety of weaponry over the years, especially as Oliver's sidekick. This makes Roy dangerous in nearly any situation with nearly any weapon.
-Martial Arts Proficiency: Training under the Green Arrow, Roy's regimine was strict and included proficiency in martial arts to keep the sidekick safe in case CQC was necessary.
-Proficiency in Gadgeteering: Roy's unique skill and expertise in crafting gadgets is one of the primary abilities that sets Roy apart from his former mentor. Roy helped to craft Oliver's trick arrows, and uses his skills to develop his own gadgets and trick arrows to help him fight on the same level as meta-humans.
Roy Harper was 4 when his father died. His father was a forest ranger who worked near the Navajo Reservation. A raging fire had broken out in the region, and Roy’s father was one to always put other’s lives first. He rushed into a burning building to save a child, and later that evening died from his injuries. Roy was taken in by the tribe, given he had nowhere left to go.
Roy gained an informal training in archery after the child picked up a proper bow and arrow at the age of six and proved to have innate talent. Roy continued developing this skill, primarily on his own, whilst also partaking in bouldering and displays of agility. By the age of 14, Roy had clearly demonstrated a defined vigilante skill set that would lead to his adoption as Oliver Queen’s sidekick.
Roy developed another impressive skillset at the age of 11, namely his skill in working with electronics. Roy’s adoptive father worked at a small electronics shop, and the man taught the child the inner-workings of computers and phones. At age 12, Roy managed to build himself a computer from spare parts and his access to the internet intensified his love for electronics. Roy taught himself how to design various gadgets, managing to build himself his own cell phone and begin designing trick arrows on his own.
At the age of 13, Roy began to steal from local liquor stores. Roy blacked out on one of these nights, and awoke next to his dead adoptive father with a bow and arrow in his hands. Roy left the reservation and never looked back, making his way to Star City. It was there that Roy was living on the streets and using his skills to not only make money for himself (helping build burner phones, minor hacking, etc.), but also to try and do the right thing. Roy stepped up during a bank robbery nearby by using his own bow and arrow for the first time in months to help the Green Arrow.
Oliver Queen adopted Roy, and the two began their partnership for about 2 years. Early on as Oliver's apprentice, Roy took on the title of Speedy (a nickname given by Oliver) and joined the Teen Titans as an early member of the original team alongside such talents as Starfire and the former Robin. During the two years working with Oliver and the Titans, Roy became increasingly compromised from his addictions, until Oliver found out and renounced him. The Teen Titans similarly revoked Speedy's membership until he sought proper treatment. At the age of 16, Roy was all on his own with no home and no friends. He did, however, choose to clean himself up to prove that Oliver Queen was wrong.
Roy went to rehab for five months, and immediately joined an AA support group once he completed the regimen. He sought to prove he could turn his life around and be a hero to those in need. Recently, Roy adopted the persona of Arsenal and began working as a vigilante once again, using the resources he had left when working with the Green Arrow as Speedy. It was only a matter of time before the Titans would find the young vigilante and bring him into the fold once again.
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