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9 yrs ago
You are the puzzle that I will never be able to solve and somehow, that's okay.
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9 yrs ago
I'm sorry... I can't keep going like this. I need solidity. Figure out what you want and why... and then talk to me. I will always love you. And yes. even she knows that.
9 yrs ago
I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'll never understand or forgive myself. And if I die, so help me, I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There's one thing I do know and that is that I love you.
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9 yrs ago
Kind of just came out to my family and Facebook that I'm getting a sex change... so yeah... dealing with that. Be back soon.
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10 yrs ago
You are my heart. You are my Once upon a time.

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Real Name
Tim Drake

Code Name
Red Robin

Age
17

Height
5'5"

Weight
125 pounds

Date of birth
July 19th

Appearance


History
Tim was born the son of Jack Drake and Janet Drake, coming from the same social class as Bruce Wayne. When he was very young, he visited the circus for the first time with his parents. The Drakes asked the Flying Graysons for a photo together, resulting in a momentary bond between Tim and Dick Grayson as they met for the first time. Unfortunately, this was the same circus show in which Two Face took over and young Tim bore witness to the death of the Flying Graysons, save for Richard. The Drake family, feeling rather empathetic towards Richard, sent him the photo that their family took with his.

After reaching the age of nine, Tim was able to deduce the identities of Batman and Robin as Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson after witnessing a gymnastic move by Robin that Richard Grayson displayed while performing with the Flying Graysons - a quadruple somersault. Inspired by the heroes, Tim trained himself in martial arts, acrobatics, detective works, in addition excel in scholastic to better himself in both physically and intellectually. When Tim reached the age of thirteen, he noted that Batman had grown reckless and violent following the second Robin (Jason Todd) being murdered by the Joker, Tim decided to intervene and Batman eventually enlisted him as the third Robin after his mother's death and his father's paralysis.

Before joining Batman as the third Robin, however, Tim was sent away to train abroad with numerous masters, refining his already skilled martial arts. Unfortunately, just prior to completing his training, the ruthless Obeah Man later captured Tim's parents during a trip to the Caribbean. The Obeah man intended to sacrifice them, but Batman arrived to their rescue. Unfortunately, Janet and Jack both drank some water laced with poison, and Janet died, while Jack was left in a coma with paralysis. Batman began to reconsider Tim for the role of Robin, due to his fear that Tim was now motivated by anger, just as Jason had been. Tim, however, became more driven by his desire to do what was right, rather than petty revenge. After later saving Batman and Vicki Vale and defeating the Scarecrow, Bruce at last bestowed upon Tim the mantle of Robin, as well as a new costume. However, following the events of his father's death - a boomerang to the heart by Captain Boomerang himself, Tim relocated to Blüdhaven for a period of time in order to escape the "ghosts" of Gotham City and to stay close to his stepmother who had been admitted into a Blüdhaven clinic after going into psychological shock over Tim's father's death.

When Nightwing left the Titans for a short time in order to find himself, Tim followed him and after helping Dick solve a mystery at Haly's Circus, was able to convince Dick that Batman needed help. However, where Dick intended to help Batman as Nightwing, Tim remained convinced that Batman needed Robin more. Dick ignored these pleads and raced off to help his mentor, only for both Dick and Bruce to be captured by Two-Face.

Realizing that his idols were in danger, Tim donned the costume of Robin, at only thirteen years old and with the help of Alfred Pennyworth, was able to rescue them. Batman, although extremely reluctant, accepted Tim as the new Robin on a trial basis after being convinced by the boy, as well as Dick and Alfred. He was trained over several months, first by Alfred, then Batman, and finally Nightwing before ever being allowed to wear the costume again or go into the field. Tim spent the next handful of years training under Batman, though he already showed incredible skill and masterful detective work, Bruce was able to hone his abilities into becoming arguably the best Robin Gotham had ever seen. But instead of taking on the name Robin, Tim wanted to honor Jason Todd's memory and instead began calling himself Red Robin.

Tim eventually filled in the place of leader of the Teen Titans left behind by Richard Grayson in years past. Though he still helps Bruce clean up the streets of Gotham whenever there seems to be a dull period, he spends most of his time at the Teen Titan tower, helping to shape the potential new generation of the Justice League.



Powers/Abilities
Tim has been trained by Batman, Nightwing, Batgirl, Lady Shiva and assorted others in a wide assortment of martial arts disciplines which include but are not limited to Kung Fu, Aikido, Jeet Kune Do, Escrima, Krav Maga, Tae Kwon Do, Judo, Wing Chun, Hapkido, Karate, Savate, Kendo, Ninjitsu, Tai Chi, Leopard Kung fu and Biangan. His abilities with the bo-staff gives him an extra edge with his fighting. He has also been considered the most skilled hero in all of Gotham with his preferred weapon of choice. Although he has not mastered near as many fighting styles as his mentors, he has managed to use the training given to be considered a highly skilled combatant.

Batman and Nightwing have also trained Tim to be skilled in escaping from any trap, lock or captivity, ranging from the most simplistic of handcuffs to the most elaborate of cages. He is by no means a master and still makes a lot of mistakes, but he is well on his way to rivaling his mentors.

His naturally high intellect allows him to excel in computer science and more importantly as a skilled detective. Further more, Tim apparently has a firm grasp of assorted scientific techniques including biology, engineering and genetics, as he has done his fair share of dabbling in cloning. Batman states that Tim could potentially be smarter and better than himself, even, if given time.

Batman also saw to it that Tim was well trained in disciplines, such as forensic, criminology, acrobatics, stealth, disguise, and escapology. His ability to deduce the secret identities of superheroes on his own has been used to underscore his skill. Among the identities used in this way are the Batman, both of his predecessors as Robin, the Huntress, Impulse, the Flash, and Captain Marvel.

Tim, much like Dick Grayson is also a brilliant and experienced strategist with impressive leadership skills, having served as leader to the Teen Titans, Young Justice, and even being placed in charge of the rescue efforts of Blüdhaven by Superman, following the attack made by Deathstroke and his fellow villains. In recent times, he has managed to orchestrate the unified control of the Gotham Street Gangs, thus reducing the threats they pose to the city.

Other
Tim is what you would call a straight-shooter and doesn't believe himself to be above the law. He is still very young at heart, and simply wants things done the right way. That being said, he has never indulged in smoking, drinking or any other drugs and though he has had a handful of girlfriends, has never undergone anything more physically serious than somewhere around second base.


Collaboration between Lily Kierstrider and YoshiSkittlez
For a split second, Giddeon felt his tense nerves ease up a bit as the blonde in front of him had confirmed seeing Kallian; but it didn't last very long. As he followed the girl's gesture to the bar stool where she had spotted Kallian sitting in earlier and finding it empty, he felt his heart drop once more. He couldn't help but to look around the Juice Bar once more in hopes that he would spot his little sister walking around somewhere nearby and was so engrossed into it that he hardly heard the girls apology.

"Huh? Oh..." He tried to bring his attention back from the crowd of people and back to the blonde in front of him. "No, no it's okay, it's not your fault." He shrugged his shoulders casually, catching a small group not too far from them whispering his name in between one another. He had to wrap his up and quick before everyone in the bar knew who he was, or maybe that's exactly what needed to happen.

"Could you give me a sec?" He asked the blonde before politely excusing himself and made his way directly to the karaoke area that was currently going on un-used and picked up the microphone. He tapped on the mic a few times, getting the DJ's attention and the music that had been playing was abruptly cut off.

Nicole watched the man thoughtfully. He seemed very disturbed over his sister's disappearance. It was actually kind of sweet. She was surprised when he left, walking over to the karaoke area.

"Um what are you..." Nicole frowned. She doubted he was planning to sing for everyone. She glanced at the other people in the bar, who were still staring, as he took up the microphone. She wondered what he was going to do.

"Can I have everyone's attention please?" Giddeon called out to the floor. There was no shakiness in his voice, no signal at all that he was nervous about speaking in front of a bunch of people like ninety percent of the human population would given his situation.

"My name is Giddeon Zelinsky, most of you might know me as Vincent Zelinsky's son, or maybe you know me from my few years of playing for the Tuscon Padres or hell, let me really go out on a limb here and say that most of you should know me for my Nightclub I opened up downtown called Verdant..."

This seemed to cause the group to stop whispering amongst themselves, and caused a pretty big quiet in the Juice Bar.

Nicole's jaw dropped. She was shocked at the new revelation. The man - no Giddeon - was famous? That would explain all the attention he was drawing earlier, but it still surprised her. She also felt a sense of pride.

That famous guy was talking to me! It felt good after years of being treated like crap by every other guy in her life, but still... She looked down at her red glow stick and bit her lip.

"But I'm not here for any of that. I'm here looking for my sister Kallian. She was here just a few minutes ago. Her phone has been misplaced for a few days now, so I've been unable to contact her that way but it's crucial that I find her quickly as we have had a sudden family emergency. Any information any of you have will be appreciated, and if it's useful information-" He stopped to look over at the DJ for a moment and held up his free hand. "-not trying to take away from Mingle here, but I can offer free drinks at Verdant for a night. Again, I'm sorry for interrupting you're quiet evening here, but this is pretty important. Thank you."

Giddeon set down the mic where he got it and stepped down from the stage, immediately swarmed by the group in their opportunity to speak with a celebrity. It took a while to get through everyone, and only one or two people had any real information to give to whom he wrote out a voucher for as he had promised earlier. His statement about having a family emergency was a complete lie, but he wasn't about to drag his little sister's name through the mud in front of everyone by calling her out on what she really was.

Finally able to push through everyone, he approached the blonde once more with a rather dejected look on his face.

"Well, she left here with some punk with tattoos. I...I don't know what to do from here..."

Nicole felt a flash of pity for Giddeon. He cared about his sister so much it hurt her to watch.

"Let me help you find her. I'm sure she couldn't have gotten far," without realizing it, Nicole had reached out to take his hand and was staring intently into his eyes. She couldn't stand to see any guy looking like that. Yeah, that's it, she thought, trying to reassure herself. I just don't like it when guys get upset like this, that's all... She couldn't lie to her racing heart though.

Giddeon took a moment to look at their connected hands and wasn't able to keep a small smirk off the corner of his mouth. Especially since that red glow stick couldn't have been shining any brighter in that moment.

Suddenly realizing she was still holding onto Giddeon's hand, Nicole quickly pulled away. She rubbed her palms together tensely and stood up, grabbing her purse and swinging it over her shoulder.

"So what are we waiting for?" Nicole attempted to put on a bravado and failed epically when her voice spiked at the end. Smooth.

"Only if you can promise me that your boyfriend won't surprise me with a fist in the face." He replied with a light laugh, only held back by the worry of his sister's whereabouts.

"Um yeah," Nicole replied tersely. "Wait, I mean no. I mean... I don't know what I mean. Nevermind." Again, she dropped her gray eyes to the floor. She couldn't tell Giddeon the truth: that she wasn't actually taken. That would raise too many questions. After coming here, she wasn't even sure why she did it anymore. It was stupid to try and avoid the guys at Mingle anyway.

"Let's just go find your sister," Nicole murmured and started walking towards the door, hoping Giddeon wouldn't try to bring the subject of her red glow stick back up again.
LILY! XD
Nah it's good, I'm fine with waiting for someone else to post.
A small satchel fell over the top of the couch that Angel had sat on and landed on the cushion next to where she was sitting.

"Open it." Deon said. He was standing behind the couch, and now that he had dropped the satchel next to his leader he folded his bare, muscular arms over his broad chest, the scarification of the red, bloody hand looking prominent on his right arm bicep; more-so than his sleeve of tribal tattoos going down his left bicep.

Inside the satchel was a bundle of twenty-dollar bills, all rolled up and adding up to two-hundred and twenty dollars, however the look on his hardened face didn't give into the fact that he looked pleased with his impressive haul. Instead, his golden eyes looked down on Angel from behind her in a cold stare, the thick, eight inch scar cutting up through his left eyebrow and wrapping over past his left ear making his stare look that much more cold, almost seeming to stare Angel down just as much as his eyes were.

"You should have had backup." He said after a long pause, letting his arms unfold and rested his hands on the back of the couch, leaning forward to be able to talk with Angel closer. "That meeting you just had with pistol boy, that could have ended badly for you. I spotted you heading to the carnival on my way back with that." He said gesturing to the satchel of money, explaining to how he knew about it. "As much as I wouldn't mind seeing your brains plastered all over the street, I'd be pissed that it wasn't because of me." He went on and cracked a smile, a very subtle hint to those that knew him that he was voicing a small bit of concern about her daring move.

He let his right hand up from the back of the couch and ran his fingers through the small patch of unshaved hair on the top of his head and pulled himself the rest of the way away from the couch, stooping down to pick up a bottle of Whiskey that he had set down just before he dropped the satchel of money on the couch.

"Oh, by the way..." He said turning, taking a few steps backwards as he was still facing Angel but still walking away. "There was two-fifty, but I had something very important to pick up for myself." He raised the whiskey bottle and cracked a smile. "So if we got nothing going on for the rest of today, and you don't feel like any more suicide missions that I have to watch your ass over, then I'll be in my room."

Technically, Deon didn't really have a room. No one did, but with Deon's personality, intimidation, brute strength and all-around 'I don't give a fuck' outlook on life, it was pretty easy for him to take a section of the warehouse and make it perfectly clear that it was his territory, and not many in the Wolves dared to challenge that.

"Feel free to join me Angel Baby, I could use a massage for all my hard work." He added on with a wink.
Ursa, Yami, and Dragon: Thank you all for your response. Playing the waiting game sucks lol

Optimist: I'm not at all upset. Seriously. Real life is way more important to take care of right now. Keep your chin up okay? And good luck.
Curse this 'wait for two people to post before you post again' rule! XD
Dark Wind said
No, they could have been around. I'm planning on leading the Lost Ones, but not as Jake (at the moment). Probably with some characters that I don't intend on having as major CS required characters. But Jake will probably end up being a quick riser due to his survival experience and skills.


Okay cool, that makes sense
Okay so I have a question! Since Jake like, JUST NOW joined The Lost Ones, does this mean that our Lost One Characters have yet to be recruited?

Also Blitz, I posted on the other board but dunno if you saw but I did add more to the collab.
Blitz, I added some more :)
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