Knowhere IC

[white noise--wind, somewhere high up--and footsteps ... someone pacing]

All right, "Batman." It this is real, then why don't you come out? [it's Jason, no doubt of that, but he sounds wrong, unsteady, frantic beneath a thin veneer of calm] Explain to me why none of you can kill the Joker, but it's okay to lock his murder victims up in the cell next door so he can tell them every Goddamn day how much fun it was to beat them to death and then blow them up. How does that make you a hero? How does that make any of you heroes? You're so much fucking better than me because you don't use guns? Gimme a break. At least when I put down a murdering pig, they stay down.

[voice breaking] He tortured me, and then he took me from you, and you just turned around and replaced your broken toy soldier with the next model up.

[clears his throat, steadies himself]

So let's hear it, Batman. Let's hear how you're the savior of Gotham, and I'm just a mistake. Meet me on the roofs. You know how to find me.

who: Jason Todd (DC AU, memory loss, incarceration at Arkham)
what: The Jason Todd who woke up this morning is not equipped to deal with floating heads in space.
where: Jason's apartment.
when: Morning of July 20
warnings: Discussion of mental illness and terrible treatment practices. Some swearing.
status: Narrative; Closed & Complete

( None of what he'd seen inside those four walls could have been real. )

That was something, but I'm so glad to be looking the right age again. Is everyone else back to normal or is this issue of whatever is going on still happening?

Barry, where are you? And are you back to normal yet?

Frickin' damn it! Warn a guy! Who the hell let me get this drunk?!

[Bat Family]

Happy Birthday, Baby Bird.

... now any clue why I woke up naked in bed with a hot chick I don't know?

[ooc: Forward dated to the 19th.]

(OOC: Please backdate to yesterday, the second day of the tropes plot, because ugh Travel.)


Uhm.

Hello?

Just so we're all on the same page here, this is all crazy, right? Like crazier than all of us being from different universes, but ending up on this space head together crazy.

Alfred said I should apologize for acting like you were all trying to ransom me for loads of money. Sorry.

I'm Jason, and it's really not so bad here.

Master Todd, you appear to have lost track of your dog. Do come collect him.

[Bat Family]

I am quite certain I taught you more responsibility than this. I assume you will let me know if I should dispatch Master Bruce to assist you, should you find yourself in more trouble than you can manage.

Who: Dick Grayson and Jason Todd (little)
Where: Studio 116 and then Dick's place
When: After this.
Warnings: The usual Batfam warnings, mostly angst.
Status: Closed/In progress

Look, I don't know who you are or what you want, but you're gonna be real sorry when my old man finds out you kidnapped me and Ace. He's gonna be mad. And he's friends with Batman, so you know you're gonna get your ass handed to you. Just you wait. I'd stick around to see it, but I've got better places to be than wherever this is. Sure as hell not dumb enough to wait around for you to do creepy shit to me and my dog. Later, suckers.

I do not mind the children even if I find it confusing why there suddenly are so many.

I do not know why I said that.

-tt-

Who is the leader of this facility? Your Drake clone needs work.

mom? umm... I think I got distracted and lost again but I'm not sure this ones my fault? Where's Central City?

I could have sworn I left my watch on my night stand last night, but today it's missing? Has anyone seen it? It's Gold with a dark leather band? I don't have much, I've already turned the entire studio upside down. It's gone.

It's one of the few things I have from home.

As Pepper pointed out, the passports aren't working. A couple of us are working on them, trying to figure out a way to create more and possibly add more features to them. No luck thus far and we've encountered a problem with the Continuum Cortex. We're in need of someone with X-Ray tech (or vision, is that a thing we have here?) to help us out for a couple hours. The stuff we have down in the Med Bay isn't portable, so no luck there.

Sam [...] my brother [...] he's gone.

So it looks as if I'm going to need to get myself a job while here. As of right now, I'm offering my services as a programmer up. I can pretty much throw any number of software upgrades, or programs your way if you need it. I'm good at building and tinkering as well, plus all sorts of science messes. So give me a shout if you need help with anything like that.

In the mean time, I'm trying to get a feel for the place so I can figure out how to help out. Where would I be needed? Does anyone need help anywhere in their shops?

Well, now that it seems like we're actually getting a stretch of quiet and I don't have to continually hide from aliens or fetch coffee for the people who can actually do something about it...

I've come to the conclusion that this place has absolutely no use for someone with my education and professional expertise. It seems the Law up here is a sort of loose and relative term, and one that not many people are all that fond of if what I've been able to overhear is any indication. So. That said, I thought this might be the best way to put some feelers out to the community to see what sort of things people need the most help with. Do keep in mind that, well, I'm blind. So if it involves me needing to be able to see or read anything -- Though I am really good with feelers by the way -- I'm probably not going to be your best bet.

Money's getting tight and this lawyer stuck in space needs to eat. Besides, I tried offering to be a dancer at Starlins, even told them I'd bring my own pole, but no one seemed to appreciate the joke.

Who here has siblings?

[Peter Quill]
I was wondering if you'd noticed anything off about Gamora.

Fun fact; I don't actually know what in the Maker's name I'm doing with my life. But the next fortnight I am helping someone: Learn How To Take Care Of A Dog (my Dog Lord reputation is going up) and Giving Them Relationship Advice.

Look at me being responsible. Mother would be proud.

Although Dean, whoever you are, you might wanna talk to your partner. Not my place to interfere too much, but I hear conversation's always a plus.