[OPEN/CLOSED] We've gotta hooold on~ To what we've got~

[robintohood]

Who: Jason Todd robintohood and you! And special closed prompts with Jason Todd (reneger), Sleeper (solo_sleeper), Bucky Barnes (deadthenred), and Tim Drake (overlyprecocious).
What: Various antics Jason’s gotten into. Some are more legal than others and might be related to pod people.
When: Second half of April
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: PG13-level violence in the closed prompts. Will add more warnings if needed.

Descendant:

[It’s early evening and the Descendant Bar and Lounge is open as usual. However, compared to most nights, this night and this entire month has been kind of quiet. There aren’t as many customers and the ones who do show up sometimes leave early. Jason knows it’s because of the alien worms but business still needs to continue somehow.

He’s still doing what he can whenever he’s working as the bar’s owner. He’s attending to customers (especially the VIP ones), serving drinks and food, checking on the reading room, and sometimes has to step in as part of security to throw out a rowdy customer. Sometimes, he’s literally throwing them out. It’s good exercise.

Coincidentally, songs like “Another One Bites the Dust,” “Livin’ On A Prayer,” and brave attempts at “Bohemian Rhapsody” can sometimes be heard from the second floor’s stage]

This shit better not be prophetic.

[Regardless of what Jason’s doing, come talk to him. He could probably use the break]

Warehouse raid (Closed to the other Jason Todd, Bucky Barnes, and Sleeper):

[Ever since his other self told him he successfully robbed the D’Amicos, Jason sought out more of their bases with his gang. After all, it’s not often he gets a chance to further weaken a mob that was still recovering. After many nights and a lot of hard work, Jason soon enough found the perfect base to rob. He’s even going to have backup for tonight.

It’s nearly midnight and Jason’s at the edge of Central City, perched on the rooftop of an old brick building and fully dressed in his Red Hood gear. He has a plan and he trusts the rest of the party enough to not screw up the raid.

But as Jason stares at the warehouse a block away from him, he can’t help but frown under his helmet]

Another Productive Night (Closed to Young Justice!Tim Drake):

[It's another Central City evening and Jason's deep in his gang's territory as the Red Hood once again.

There are three motorcycles parked outside of an auto repair shop and the building’s lights are still on. Suddenly, there’s a loud commotion as Jason drags out a man and then slams him against the wall. He then pins his victim by having his forearm pressed hard against the man’s neck]

You were warned, Benny.

[As Benny struggles to breathe, two more men come out of the building. Both are in motorcycle helmets with the visors down to cover their faces and wearing gloves. One man has hands as large as a gorilla’s. Neither of these two men seem disturbed as they watch Jason begin to pistol whip Benny across the face]

Wildcard:

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Comments

[robintohood]

[Eventually Jason decides to take a break and joins Sleeper in watching the karaoke machine wars]

That last attempt on scaramouch sounded almost on pitch.

[definecat]

[Sleeper flattens their ears at that.]

All that time in the firing range must be messing with your hearing.

[robintohood]

[Jason chuckles at Sleeper's reaction]

Well, I did say "almost." Why does everyone think they can handle that song?

[definecat]

Because all it takes is a little alcohol to convince any human they can sing like an angel.

[Which is probably good for the bar, on some level. But they don't come here for the good performances.]

Were you here for the guy who thought he was Liza Minelli?

[robintohood]

Nope. I remember a few thinking they were Streisand though. What happened?

[It really was fascinating what a little bit of alcohol could do to someone's confidence]

[definecat]

I'm pretty sure I don't understand it, and I was there. One more number like that, and I was debating giving a lecture on the historical significance of castrati in the musical scene and asking for volunteers.

[robintohood]

[Jason can't help but bark out a laugh at that]

I won't stop you next time it comes up. It'd be a public service in the end.

[definecat]

Why is it the more tone-deaf a person is, the more alcohol makes them believe they're incredible singers? Is this a purely human phenomenon?

Okay, yes, I have heard both male and female cats, but that's got to do with mating and reproductive cycles. Humans can do this at any time.

[robintohood]

One of the few things you can count on humans to have is a lot of sheer fucking hubris. Alcohol is technically a poison and yet...

[Jason gestures at the whole room]

Here we are, regularly enjoying it every day and letting it lower what little inhibitions we had.

[definecat]

Venom might make a joke about the self-marinating being one of your many charms.

[robintohood]

Is that why he keeps hanging around with weirdos like us?

[definecat]

I wouldn't know for certain. But I think my parent is actually quite soft on humans. I know I'm rather fond of certain members of the species.

[A slight bump of the head for emphasis, because of course Jason is on their list.]

[robintohood]

[Jason gives Sleeper a small smile as he pets and scritches them behind the ears. It still feels a little surreal to Jason that he's made such a unique connection with Sleeper. He's not complaining though. It's been a very good surprise]

Yeah, well you picked a weirdo.

[definecat]

Cats have exceptional taste, or haven't you heard? We only pick the best.

[It may be a joke, but enough of it's true to be nice, and they enjoy the petting and scritches as much as anyone. Jason is a wonderful choice, as far as they're concerned, and they have no regrets over their friendship.]

Who else is going to help you with the dramatic readings of fake Shakespearean versions of hit media?

[robintohood]

[Jason grins. So far it's only been Sleeper he's been comfortable with to drop his guard and goof off like that. With others he can joke but there's also a shield he's putting up, be it to hide his vigilante life or to try and not deal with... complicated family issues]

True. Too many plebs around to not appreciate Shakespearean Jaws.

[definecat]

Forsooth, methinks one needest a larger vessel!

[robintohood]

Smileth thee son of a wench!

Amazing how much the third act lends itself to the bard.

[definecat]

I think almost anything sufficiently overdramatic would. And far more quotable like this.

[robintohood]

Much more fun too, especially if it's a bad movie. It adds a different flavor to it.

[definecat]

If you ever want to change careers, I bet we could make a mint going through all the classic bad movies. Except Mad Max. That should be left alone because it's already glorious.

Just picture Invasion of the Body Snatchers, or It Came From Outer Space!

[robintohood]

[Jason laughs]

Attack of the Killer Tomatoes! Bewareth the blob! We're not touching The Room though. That one's already been thoroughly tenderized by everyone else.

[definecat]

If we really get bored, we can take on foreign movies. Like Rashomon or something.

I'm sure some thees and thous would improve all those poor dubbing decisions.
Or would you rather do subtitles?

[robintohood]

Dubbing's funnier, like with all those older kung-fu movies. They're already way off-base anyway.

[definecat]

The really issue will be timing. If we actually care to pretend to have some semblance of synch.

[robintohood]

Nah. We just need a very vague sense of sync. Almost as much care as those first dubbers were.