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229: People I'd Get Drunk and What I'd Do with Them
You want the answer to that question?
There are three people I’d like to get drunk. Eddie’s one of them, except that whole fire breath thing could be dangerous when combined with alcohol. I like living on the edge, but I don’t want to see the Tower turned to ash and rubble. Besides, who knows what kind of inner demons he has inside him that might ( Read more... ) -
Borrowed this from Silent_Jericho and Gar_Animals
I'm going to describe myself in 6 words. Please respond to this message with your own 6 word description of me. Then post this in your own LJ and see if people can describe you in ONLY 6 words.
[Lost soul trying to hold on]
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224: Mad
The world’s gone mad. Or, I’m mad and the world’s gone mad alongside me. Somehow, I think the latter’s true.
I mean, I was perfectly happy being “Daddy’s” girl, killing for him and all. Then Nightwing came along and . . . what the hell? Saint Richard, joining “Dad”? Hell had frozen over, but I was determined to take advantage of it. Why shouldn’t ( Read more... ) -
226: Three Things I Look Forward To
There are three things I look forward to in the near future.
One: I look forward to the day that bastard I thought was my father either gets locked up for good or gets dead. He ruined what was left of my life and thanks to him, I’ll never have the complete trust of the Titans. Then there’s what he did to Nightwing’s city . . . a hundred thousand ( Read more... ) -
222: Sleeping . . . (OOC: Nothing to do with couches)
Rest is something I don’t do easy, not these days. When I was with the man I once called “dad,” I was kept awake through constant training and my few attempts at sleep were halted by the fear of failing him. With the Titans, I’m kept awake by the nightmares of the people I killed when I was under the influence of that serum and the fear of what ( Read more... ) -
221: Justice
"Never pray for justice, because you just might get it."
Margaret Atwood
Justice. One word, two syllables, seven letters. Shouldn’t be that complicated, but it is. Hell, forget complicated, it’s a goddamn loaded gun ready to misfire or blow out the brains of any sucker that disagrees with you.
And that’s what justice means to me. Justice is just a ( Read more... ) -
What a Superhero Team I Led Would Look Like
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Interview meme borrowed from Daddy Dearest
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal.
03. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
04. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
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220: Magic Potions
Magic potions. Hah. They’re not worth the chemicals they’re made of.
The military thought they had a nifty magic potion that could make soldiers harder, stronger, faster, better. They gave it to my father, and he became Deathstroke. A mercenary, a killer for hire. Cost him his family, too, the one he made before he met my mother.
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To Oracle
To: Oracle
From: Rose Wilson
Encryption On
My father showed up. No, he didn't come to me. I went to him.
He's been claiming that whatever happened in the past two years, it wasn't him. It was someone else. Someone who'd stolen his identity and was apparently even more of a twisted fuck than I thought he could be.
He said I should go to you, that you'd ( Read more... )