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metalogs2023-12-21 06:06 pm
robintohood) wrote in metalogs2023-12-21 06:06 pm
[Closed] Happy Deathday
Who: Jason Todd robintohood and whoever has CR with him
What: Jason dealing with his deathday anniversary
When: December 20th to 21st
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: PG-13 level violence and mentions of self-harm and suicide ideation
[The closer it gets to December 21st, the less present Jason Todd the civilian is. It's harder to catch him at the Descendant during this month because he hasn't been there as often as he usually is. He's not spotted as often at other places either his favorite libraries or any bookstores. Meanwhile, there's an increase in Red Hood appearances.
At first, the crime lord is seemingly burying himself with his work and trying to regain what his gang lost last month. Plenty of fights with other gangs, muscling in on territory, dodging bullets from mobsters. The beatings he dishes out on goons seem to have intensified. But as December 21st creeps closer, even most of that work gradually gets less attention from him.
The beatings continue though with a change in what information Jason wants out of his victims.
In place of most of his crime lord work are solo recon missions. Lots of decrepit properties are checked. Unused fairgrounds, warehouses, and even empty properties that used to be toy stores get searched. Jason's always on the lookout for reports of gruesome crimes involving things like deadly laughing gas, frozen smiles, and clowns too. Jason knows the Joker loves gimmicks.
For all of Jason's vigilance though, there's not even a chuckle or any other hint of the mass murderer. The quietness feeds into how unsettled Jason feels. He’s expecting something to happen. That's how the Joker works sometimes. He’s a sick freak who likes to put his own twist on special occasions.
So Jason keeps searching around Central City. That's what he tells himself what he's doing. He has so much rage, fear, and other negative feelings he doesn't want to contemplate. Once he finally kills the Joker he’ll finally feel at peace.
It’s either December 20th or it's December 21st when one might spot the Red Hood in Central City.
He could be zooming all over the streets on his motorcycle. He could be curbstomping and bludgeoning someone with a tire iron outside of a dive. He might be lurking on a dark rooftop overlooking the city, or staking out a waterfront warehouse.
Whatever the case is, he’s clearly in an extremely foul mood]
((OOC: My contact information is on this journal's profile and I'm in the game's Discord server. Feel free to contact me with any questions or concerns as well. I also have a feedback post.))
robintohood and whoever has CR with himWhat: Jason dealing with his deathday anniversary
When: December 20th to 21st
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: PG-13 level violence and mentions of self-harm and suicide ideation
[The closer it gets to December 21st, the less present Jason Todd the civilian is. It's harder to catch him at the Descendant during this month because he hasn't been there as often as he usually is. He's not spotted as often at other places either his favorite libraries or any bookstores. Meanwhile, there's an increase in Red Hood appearances.
At first, the crime lord is seemingly burying himself with his work and trying to regain what his gang lost last month. Plenty of fights with other gangs, muscling in on territory, dodging bullets from mobsters. The beatings he dishes out on goons seem to have intensified. But as December 21st creeps closer, even most of that work gradually gets less attention from him.
The beatings continue though with a change in what information Jason wants out of his victims.
In place of most of his crime lord work are solo recon missions. Lots of decrepit properties are checked. Unused fairgrounds, warehouses, and even empty properties that used to be toy stores get searched. Jason's always on the lookout for reports of gruesome crimes involving things like deadly laughing gas, frozen smiles, and clowns too. Jason knows the Joker loves gimmicks.
For all of Jason's vigilance though, there's not even a chuckle or any other hint of the mass murderer. The quietness feeds into how unsettled Jason feels. He’s expecting something to happen. That's how the Joker works sometimes. He’s a sick freak who likes to put his own twist on special occasions.
So Jason keeps searching around Central City. That's what he tells himself what he's doing. He has so much rage, fear, and other negative feelings he doesn't want to contemplate. Once he finally kills the Joker he’ll finally feel at peace.
It’s either December 20th or it's December 21st when one might spot the Red Hood in Central City.
He could be zooming all over the streets on his motorcycle. He could be curbstomping and bludgeoning someone with a tire iron outside of a dive. He might be lurking on a dark rooftop overlooking the city, or staking out a waterfront warehouse.
Whatever the case is, he’s clearly in an extremely foul mood]
((OOC: My contact information is on this journal's profile and I'm in the game's Discord server. Feel free to contact me with any questions or concerns as well. I also have a feedback post.))
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Jason stops at the rooftop at one particular apartment building. It’s nothing fancy but it’s not decrepit like some of his other hiding spots. He then makes a short climb down the fire escape to the window of the apartment just below the roof.
Attached to the window frame are what appears to be at least one additional lock and possibly a security panel. He begins to disengage his security system.
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"Make yourself comfortable," he says.
Th safehouse is a studio apartment. With only some basic furnishings, there's a slight echo in the space as well. There's a loveseat and a TV in one area acting as the living area. A bed and a closet sit in one corner of the studio. Meanwhile, there's a kitchen island, a fridge, a range, and several cabinets serving as the kitchen space.
Jason walks towards his bed and takes to take off his some of his gear.
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While Jason gets his gear off, Tim does a sweep of the apartment (read: snoops), makes note of any more security measures he can spot, peeks in the fridge and cabinets and eventually settles down on the couch in what could loosely be called the living room to wait for Jason.
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Meanwhile, Jason’s taken off his helmet, his mask, his jacket, and his gloves. His guns, combat knife, and body armor are still visibly on him though. Despite inviting his little brother to talk more about a very personal topic, a not-so-small part of him still wants to be ready at a moment’s notice if the Joker or… anything comes crashing. He still feels very tense given what December means for him.
“I don’t have much here but you want anything to drink?” He asks, trying to keep his cool.
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“Not until your birthday and it’ll be something from Descendant,” he replies. Is he joking? It’s hard to tell.
He pulls out a tea kettle, fills it with water from the sink and then sets it on the stove to boil.
“Herbal shit for now. We’re up late enough as it is.”
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“Some of that ‘good stuff’ is just overpriced fermented fruit juice,” he says. “I just order them for the bar because a lot of the VIPs like to pretend they got class too.”
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There’s supposed to be a lot of body or whatever to it, but Tim didn’t taste it. Maybe he was just too young. “Dad claimed to be a connoisseur.”
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He could make more biting remarks but Jason remembers he’s trying to not scare off Tim again. He’d rather the kid stay here in one of his safehouses then run off upset again because he ran his mouth and temper again.
From one of the cabinets, he takes out a couple of mugs and tea bags of ginger lemon tea.
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(You get what you can get.)
"I never liked his drinks that much anyway."
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A few minutes later the tea kettle whistles and Jason takes it off the stove. He shortly prepares the tea before walking over with two hot mugs. He offers one to Tim.
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(In the back of his mind, a memory of Black Canary might be laughing at him.)
"How are you feeling?"
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The answer comes out perhaps too quickly to be believable. Jason has been anything but fine for this month and instead, has been carrying a very fine veneer of being emotionally okay.
“What about you though?” Jason then asks, trying to push the conversation away from himself. “Sounds like you’ve got things on your mind.”
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He’s not at all used to having an emotionally vulnerable conversation like this and he knows Tim isn’t the most open in the first place. Ideally, they should be offering bits and pieces of information on their own pace but given how reluctant they both are, it was going to take some coaxing instead.
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Is he scrunching in on himself? Maybe. A little bit. Just because this seemed like the best way to maybe make Jason open up in turn doesn't mean it was a good idea. "I mean - I didn't go through what he did. But it also kind of feels like I did."
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Jason sips some tea before continuing.
“Just because it wasn’t actually part of your life doesn’t mean whatever you’re feeling about it isn’t real.”
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