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It all started when a crystal dropped into existence, punched a hole in time and space and landed into the lap of one the most insane men to ever walk the Earth.
At first, the clown didn't know what he had been gifted with, stuck in his cell in Arkham, staring at the reddish purple crystal laying innocently on the dirty stone floor.
And then the voices started, telling him of another universe, talking of power and chaos beyond what he could have ever dreamed.
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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
One Step Forward (Nightwing)
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Mar 25, 2013 22:34:35 GMT -5
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WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
[/color][/style][/style] [style=text-align:center; text-size: 9px;]WORDS: ### TAGGED: NIghtwing/Richard G. NOTES:SORRY it took so long. I promise my next post will be better [/color] Cassandra wanted to be alone for the day, she had missed her lessons on reading, writing and speaking. But mainly she had left the mansion with out telling anyone she was heading out. Cass wondered around Gotham wearing a pair of faded skinny jeans, with some black boots. Her long dark hair was not curled this time around, it stuck to the back of her long sleeve black shirt, that had a dark purple zebra striped patten.
Cass sighed as she put her cellphone on silent and slid it into her back pocket. She thought about everything as she walked into a dark alley way. The sun had began to fall, she knew Robin and the Bat would be out soon. A smile played across her lips from the night she got to play cat a mouse with Batman.
To prove she could have her costume back after going through a Detoxification program with him. Being on the drugs was easy yes, but getting off them. Now that was the hard part she never wanted to do that again. At least Cassandra thought she did not want to. Sometimes it seemed like an easy way out.
Sure, the girl's nerves were dulled, she could take a gun shot with out flinching or being in pain for the most part. She was David Cain's and Lady Shiva's daughter. Trained by her father to be an Assassin, a body guard. She had escaped when she was eight after taking a man's life. The drugs dulled most of the pain from her thoughts, while physically she could handle pain. There was a reason for all the scars she had from playing two bullets for flinching with her father as a child.
Although, Cain was not a father to her, Batman was in a way. She had looked up to him, but at times she wanted space like any other teenager. Cassandra stopped walking as the sun was almost completely down, she jumped up grabbing onto the edge with both hands and she pulled her body up wrapping her legs over the rail before she pulled her self completely up from hanging up side down.
Cassandra did have a fairly small body, her waist was small enough that in costume, her utility belt looks to big on her and hangs down a bit more on her waist than it does on the other Bats. Cassandra climbed up a few stairs than moved to the edge of the building on the east side glancing down as she watched a man dealing drugs to teenagers.
Cassandra sighed lightly as she stayed still in the darkness watching him. Waiting. She was not in costume and had to be careful, though she pondered on the Idea of buying some or taking him down. Her eyes watched him as she also watched the Teenagers handing him money and taking small bags before wondering off. She wondered who the man was selling it and if he belonged to that woman she had meet earlier this month.
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Post by Richard ''Nightwing'' Grayson on Mar 26, 2013 17:36:01 GMT -5
Dick sat on the edge of the roof of a tall building and looked down at the street. He was beginning to adopt more of a Red Hood mentality about this city's criminal population. They were becoming more and more violent, and were more and more dangerous with each new one. Just today Dick failed in an attempt to save a hostage who had been taken during a bank robbery. Of course he had seen it before, but the criminals did not even have a regard for the life of the person, he was able to save the young lady eventually but he was sure she would be psychologically scarred by the experience. And that was something he was trying to avoid. What gave criminals the gall to endanger another person? He assumed it was just merely something they did without shame.
He looked down and saw the young lady who was walking all alone. He moved from his seat on the edge and jumped to a lower building to make sure nothing bad happened to her. It was after all night time in Gotham, who knows what bad people lurked in the shadows, and lord knew that they would love to catch a young lady like her all alone. But little would they know she had back up seeing her home tonight. A very good escort if he should say so.
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Mar 26, 2013 18:40:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
[/color][/style][/style] [style=text-align:center; text-size: 9px;]WORDS: ### TAGGED:Nightwing/ Richard G. NOTES:SORRY it took so long. I promise my next post will be better [/color]
Cassandra sighed as she watched the man sell the drugs, she wondered what kind it was, and how much. The girl felt like buying some and stashing it away after all if that woman from the docks was right she would need it one day just not now. It was easy to hide it anyways as long as it was not in her room in the manor or anywhere The Bat could find it she was fine.
Cass looked around from the roof top as she walked over to the south edge of the building and stepped off the ledge as she landed on the top story of the fire escape before she started to run down the stairs. Once Cassandra had reached the latter she climbed over the rail of the last story for the escape and jumped down on to the side walk before walking back around to where the man was she looked at him as she saw his gun and his hands in his pockets. Cassandra placed her hands on her hips as she watched him before listening to his words.
"Narcs?" she asked lowly only to get a small nod as she passed over some cash from her left front pocket in her jeans and then placed the small bag there she then turned her back only for the Man to ask her for her name. Cassandra walked out of the alley back onto the side walk ignoring him, not caring if he followed her. If it came down to it Cassandra would punch him, kick him, knock him out. Though Killing she would not. her feet stopped walking as she ignored that her cell phone had began to go off on its silent mode, Vibrating in her back pocket she turned as she sensed someone near on the roof's though she looked at the man who had been following her as she crossed her arms over her chest.
" Last time... Go away" her speech was still a bit broke as the man would only seem to laugh and pulled the gun on her. "How about you come with me instead." Cassandra only smiled at his response. She tilted her head looking at the gun. " Two for flinching?" she asked as she moved toward him quickly as he shot it, it only hit her left side as it only grazed her, though her shirt now had a hole in it. She continued to move confusing the man. Normally a woman who had been shot would be on the ground screaming in pain.
Yes, the pain was there but it was dulled to an annoyance in her mind. Cassandra brought her left hand into a fist as she got the man square in the jaw making him drop his gun as she then moved to round kick him into the side of the brick building wall he was standing by. Cass felt satisfied once the man was against the wall on his knees with his hands over his head. She kicked the gun into the gutter of the street as she grabbed the man by his shirt lifting him onto his feet seeing the fear that she had put into his eyes.
" Very last time... Go away." she warned him before tossing him aside as she continued back on her path down the side walk placing a hand over where the bullet had entered as she sighed and looked at her shirt." My shirt..". She was more worried about her shirt rather then the gun that had been fired on her as she ran her fingers threw her hair letting her wound bleed. It would seal up on it's own. Though, she would just have to walk around the manor with a shirt on rather than just a sports bra and underwear.
Cassandra closed her eyes as she walked wondering if the man on the roofs was following her or another woman, yet if he had went after the guy that she had put the fear of god in.
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Post by Richard ''Nightwing'' Grayson on Mar 31, 2013 10:50:56 GMT -5
Dick was about to leap into action until he saw her handle the little situation on her own, still he made his way down to the street level and handcuffed the guy she had just gotten finished with. She seemed to have some sort of skill about her, and the bullet wound sure didn't bother her much. ''You should go and get that checked'', he said in a low tone walking up behind her and checking her over for anymore problems. ''Why are you out this late anyways, don't you know that the city is lurking with assholes at this hour'', he asked before circling around in front of her and realizing whom he was talking to.
''Ah, it's you. I would expect nothing less from someone who Bruce recruited. But still, you should not be out alone, where is that old man?'', he asked referring to Bruce. The guy would hardly ever let him go out and patrol alone, so why was she out by herself, and not even with any equipment nonetheless. Either he was gaining trust, which wasn't likely, or she had just been out acting on her own. Which he could understand, sometimes an adult hovering over you was not what you needed in this business.
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Mar 31, 2013 17:45:27 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
[/color][/style][/style] [style=text-align:center; text-size: 9px;]WORDS: ### TAGGED: Nightwing NOTES:SORRY it took so long. I promise my next post will be better [/color]
Cassandra watched him circle around her before she locked eyes with his and shrugged on her wound. " It is a scrach. Ever play two for flinching? It is nothing but a kitty scrach to me" Cass spoke to him before placing her hands on her her hips thinking of how to say that she had snuck out for the day. It couldn't be that hard, but would he escort her back only to be yelled at by Alfred.
" late? It just dark. I can be out." she said before she crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. she was not really recruited by Bruce, but by Barbara. Though she knew he would not know that, more or less her true name. A daughter for Cain and Lady Shiva, a deadly daughter at that.
" I can be out alone.. I proved my self... he is not my dad." she spoke looking to the side now not looking in the mans eyes before she sighed and scratched her head before looking back at him.
" My name is Cassandra Cain... not it you." she said before her legs moved and she walked a step forward looking up at the man, her eyes then moved as she looked at the man in handcuffs as smirked lightly. Though it was true, she did prove her self to Bruce, but Robin was often near, though she made a promise to no masked villains when she was out. Cassandra preferred to be alone when working rather than with others. It was easier that way.
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Post by Richard ''Nightwing'' Grayson on Apr 7, 2013 7:58:50 GMT -5
Dick moved along with her as his red eyes glowed in the darkness of Gotham. It was poor judgement to be out this late whether you were proven or not. He was only out here because he had to be, not because he just loved to cruise about the city. It was dangerous, so he had to do his part in protecting it. ''You still should not be out here. Proven or not, Bruce would have a fit if he knew you were out doing this sort of thing'', he said making sure to check around each corner for anyone who may want to jump out and surprise them.
He knew she was in the family, but he had yet to expose his name to her, if he did, it would be in the confines of the manor where he could be certain that she was a part. Not as if Bruce would not catch an impersonator, or someone trying to infiltrate the Bat Family, but you could never be too careful. After all, he had just seen her go to work, and it was clear to him then that she was a good fighter, not someone he could not handle, but still, a pretty good fighter.
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"fire away, fire away you shoot me down but I won't fall"
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Post by Cassandra "Batgirl" Cain on Apr 10, 2013 0:29:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #999999; width:450px; height:490px; padding:0px;][style=width:400px; height:165px; opacity: 0.8; font-family: times; background: url(http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm73/Kageangelis16/tumblr_likr873X8c1qf4ubn_zps4210a5e6-1_zpsfda91e1d.jpg)][style=width: 270px; height:100px; background: transparent; float: right; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size:12px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #333333; line-height: 25%;] TELL ME WHAT YOU FIND
WHEN YOU READ MY MIND [style=width: 200px; float: right; background: transparent; text-align; justify; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size:5px; font-family: times; text-shadow: 0px 0px 0px #111111; line-height: 80%;]the good old days, the honest man, the restless heart, the promised land, a subtle kiss that no one sees, a broken wrist and a big trapeze. oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind 'cause I don't shine if you don't shine. |
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Cassandra watched him as she placed her hands on her hips raising her left eye brow at him silently as she listened to him speak she looked in his red eyes trying to read his emotions at the time, how he saw what he did even his next move. "He not my Dad. I been out all day. I do what I want. " she spoke before turning her back to him as she started to walk in the direction of the manor keeping her hands on her hips sighing.
She did need to head back and change in her costume yes, but she really did not want to head back yet. Cassandra wanted to watch the city as herself, maybe as a assassin tonight rather than Batgirl. Though she did want her black costume to help her hide her self more than she did in the shadows.
Cassandra also did not want to hear Alfred go off on her skipping lessons on speech and writing for the day as well. She then stopped her walking and turned around facing the man again seeing if he was following or not." You really are not robin.. are you woin me or no?" she asked mistaking a J for a W in her speech, no one was perfect though. Cassandra did have an excuse she was taught to kill as a child than go to school.
She played two for flinching with guns with her father David Cain training to be an Assassin. She was able to see death the way her first kill saw his death. It was horrible, she could read people that way through her eyes into theirs. Cassandra was taught body language and the art of fighting over speaking. She was able to predict her opponent;s moves in battle. Heck a bullet did not even bug her. she wondered why she ran into him twice now, he looked like a Bat but she had not see him much before. Cassandra sighed as she spoke while walking again not turning back this time around. " Why watch me.. why not the city?" she asked out of curiosity.
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FORUM SKIN BY KATYA OF GANGNAM-STYLE
do not steal
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