#DC roleplay

[gothams-hummingbird]

chat i just saw batman trip over a bat-wire

i think he broke a finger but he wont admit it, keeps saying he can bend it so its not broken but i can see the struggle in his eyes

[fablehaven-rulez]

Lol

Because we all know what happens when I drive the Batmobile

Jason, driving and singing to the Little Einsteins theme song: We’re going on a trip-

Tim: In our favorite piece of shit!

Damain : Doing 95!

Dick: We’re gonna fucking die!

[vicenovirtues]

*Coughs pathetically, sniffles*

I feel weird

:(

…

Oh well !!

Must be nothin !!

:)

I’m gonna go out for a run !!

:D

[the-blueprint-robin]

Dick Dick Dick Dickie dee dee my favorite brother in the whole wide world. Don't ask questions but can you like pick me up from the hospital?

OH MY GOD YES IM ON THE WAY

wait which hospital AND WHICH ONE OF YOU IS THIS

[spoilsport1992]

You ever have one of those days where you really just want to punch Riddler in the jaw? Same. It was really nice and calming. 10/10 would recommend.

[twoclownsinoneblog]

Aires sends Lysandre another message.

< meat me at the old wearhouse on the docks >

Her spelling is atrocious, to say the least.

Around 30 minutes later, give or take, Lysandre arrives at the abandoned warehouse, that's been around for at least 40 years.

The windows are broken, and the paint is well on its way to peeling.

He sees Aires sitting on the edge of the docks with a thin but long, white snake slithering around her arm and torse.

She glances over her shoulder and notices Lysandre.

"Lys!" She stands and the snake crawls back into her skin.

"You ready to go fuck some shit up?"

Lysandre smirked as he lifted up a Hello Kitty backpack with some small Christmas explosives.

"Even the question is offensive" he chuckled before looking at the warehouse.

"Damn, the old man really chose the shittiest place to hide, eh?" He sighed and then walked over to the window.

Thankfully, he was asleep with a... Batman body pillow??

The clone battled inner demons to not laugh at the bizarre scene in front of him.

"A-aires" he called between low chuckles. "You have to see this" he mumbled before backing away a little to give her space.

[gothams-problem-children]

”Okay I gotta know did anyone else watch Dinosaur king as a kid? Or was it just a weird ass fever dream I had or something.”

[thebibliophilevigilante]

When it comes to getting intel, there are several ways to go about it. One could ask politely, or ask the right questions to eventually draw information from their target. There is intimidation, threatening your target and demanding the information in exchange for remaining unharmed. Then there is incognito surveillance, appearing inconspicuous and melding in with one’s environment just listening and watching.

The current session was the latter.

A raven-haired man with a blanched tuft in his bangs kept his teal eyes trained on the book in his massive, calloused right hand. His left swirled his take-away cup absentmindedly. He was reading words, but they weren’t registering in his brain. His focus was more concentrated on the conversations around him, and what information he could gather before his next patrol.

The first three rules of real estate are location, location, location. Burnley Brewhouse definitely had that, especially for Jason Todd. It was conveniently placed right on the very edge of Burnley, practically at the juncture of where Crime Alley and The Bowery neighborhoods started (which were all Jason’s domain). By day, the neighborhood was full of regular citizens, students and tourists. By night, the whole area was crawling with denizens of the dark wheeling and dealing for their own personal gain and vices while putting others at risk.

Jason brought his cup to his mouth for a sip, his eyes flicking to the counter where two men with heavier builds were waiting for their order. One had a rough 5 o’clock shadow, the other a scraggly, unkempt blond beard, both wearing holy jeans and beat-up leather jackets. He recalled seeing them once during a patrol a couple of weeks prior, skulking around by the Freight Yards. They were definitely up to no good then, and could offer him decent information in the present. The barista handed both of them a take-away cup, and his eyes quickly glanced down to his book again, his peripherals watching as they meandered around to sit at a table caddy-corner from his in the back corner of the shop.

“Terry was telling me about that new candy order he has coming in,” 5 O’Clock muttered lowly to his friend. “Said it should get here overnight, and we can distribute to the stores first thing in the morning.”

Scraggles ran his nails over his beard as he listened. “Loaded with sugar? Y’know these kids can’t get enough of their sugar.”

“He said it was everything needed from the inventory list. He said he has his pal Molly coming in to help with the shipment too.”

There was a small pause before, “How many donuts did he get and where from?”

“11 for the crew. I think he said they’re from Declan’s over on 14th Street.”

Jason had to refrain from rolling his eyes. Those two idiots were blatantly discussing a drug drop in broad daylight just as if they were talking about a regular candy store shipment.

He switched the book to his right hand as he snagged a napkin from the holder and a pen from the table. He scribbled a note to himself, writing the characters’ names from his book, followed by “PG 11, DL 14.” He knew his own shorthand; the character names were to keep up appearances. “PG 11” would remind him the drop was scheduled for 11, and “DL 14” would remind him the ship would be at Dock Bay 14.

His attention went back to his book as he brought the pen to his lips, teeth nibbling on the retractable plunge as he appeared deep in thought. He was about to tune back into 5 O’Clock and Scraggly’s conversation when the cafe’s entry bell rung.

His eyes flitted to the door to assess the entrant, and he froze. A young brunette with piercing dark eyes was glancing around, looking for a place to perch herself no doubt. She was breathtaking, and certainly unlike any other person he had seen come in to Burnley’s. As she turned to the counter, he couldn’t help the large grin that danced over his face. First he got lucky with the tip-off. Would he be lucky enough for that gorgeous girl to sit anywhere within his vicinity?

@rpwiththelilflower

[helenawayne-thechesirecat]

Jason: I fucking hate Batman

Someone outside the fam: Yeah Batman’s a total-

Jason: HOW FUcKinG DaRE you! That’s my father you’re talking about

I feel like we all do this tho.

[giovanna-freshly-adopted]

Giovannas containment:

She had done perfectly. It had all gone so well. Her little trick with the magician, making him panic over a lost girl. He'd let her in. The tackle through his portal to enter the main house. She'd even stopped his summoning spell, or she thought she had.

But then that damn boy and his hallucinogen.

And then the devil himself appeared. And the mission was lost. And she knew she had died for a time.

Talon opened her eyes, her neck hurt. She sat up with a groan.

She was in a cell. White walls except for one large window which looked out into a cave filled with various... were they trophies? What the hell was this place.

Would Blackhawk come for her? If the court learned of her failure they may have him execute her. As she would deserve. If she could escape. Find the boy again. Kill him. She would see a lighter punishment.

(( @babsggordon @hinata-rosario-real @crimsonknightly ))

[grayson-dg]

The only one true Wayne's enemy: Sleep

[princexfgxtham]

Those people making you uncomfortable are lame. Curses be upon them.

A message to the kiddos out there, its okay to idolize fictional characters and form parasocial relationships with the FICTIONAL versions of them, but leave real people out of it. Roleplayers and fictives are real people who are more uncomfortable than anything with the flirting. They are not your pookie, go do your homework instead of harassing people online.

Anywho, back to the man in the red hood, I hope you’re having a nice day :)

Thank you

You have a good day too. Stay out of trouble or I'll kick your ass

[the-rubber-band]

How do I go about finding a child

[the-blueprint-robin]

You should let me take pictures of you. You'd look good under the light of sunrise

oh i am flattered thank you but this is very ominous

maybe im just paranoid lately, ive been working on a case with a really weird dude as a suspect so im just scared lol

[ryzenshines]

Gothamites! Tell me who's your favorite Bat of Gotham of all time and why are they your favorite!

[kk-cats]

HEY DC ROLEPLAY TUMBLR. IF YOU LIKE ROLEPLAYING (i sure hope you do) BUT HATE POST LIMIT (as i definitely do, despite never having hit it) WOULD YOU GUYS BE INTERESTED IN A DISCORD SERVER ?? LIKE YOU CAN USE TUPPER AND STUFF AND CONNECT BUT IDK.. JUST. CONSIDERING IT if this flops i curl up in a hole and cry