My name is The Red Hood (Jason to my friends). I used to be the second person to have revived the mantle of Robin the boy Wonder, batman's sidekick. I always was a rather troubled kid. Hell, I tried to steal the wheels off the Batmobile in Crime Alley. It got worse when I learned my Mom wasn't my Mom (after my dad was murdered). I took off, traveled all over, found her, and then watched as she gave me to The Joker, whom beat me with a crowbar then blew up my Mom and I. Bats beat the guy nearly into a coma, stuck in a full body cats. But that was it. No vengeance, no nothing. I had hoped I'd be the last that son of a bitch murdered, but not on The Bats watch. A year later, I came back. Dug my way out of the grave and wound up in a coma in a hospital Talia Al Ghul, Ra's daughter (he's an enemy of The Bats, they don't see eye to eye and have some history) found me and brought me back to their house to heal. Nothing worked, so she threw me into the Lazarus Pit when he dad was doing his yearly bath. I woke up from the coma (rather a rude awakening though) and then she helped train me, by hiring some rather ruthless killers, thrives, convicts, etc. Best of the best, and what their best at ain't pretty. Learned all their tricks from firearms, poisons and anti-toxins, to martial arts, and bomb-making. and then took them out one by one (one guy, a real twisted psycho who ran a child slave ring, i poisoned then burned him alive along with his mansion). Needless to say, after that I left Talia and came back to Gotham.Began to take over the underworld and directly compete with Black mask, escalating things into a full blown gang war. That's when Black mask broke mt target, The Joker out of prison. Cue confrontation with Bats, which did not go the way I planned, and The Joker gets tossed in jail and I escape. Go on a few more escapades against the Bat Family (and met a tough squirt by the name of Tim Drake, the Robin after me) and I begin my own vigilante career, using my methods and skills. I soon became a temp, albeit distant, bat Family member and even have my own team now. I'm Jason Todd, The Red Hood, and I don't taken anything from anyone. (RP for Jason Todd, The Red Hood, from DC Comics. Nothing is mine, everything belongs to Warner Brothers and DC. Gifs are not mine unless stated. Face claim (when not wearing helmet or mask) is Eric Balfour. With helmet and mask face claim is from Under the Red Hood movie)
I found out that my writing partner was underage. We were about to write a smut scene and I vetoed it. They stopped replying, unfollowed me, and refused to answer my messages. I’m really, really upset by this—frustrated and angry. Mostly angry. - Anonymous
#when people say they hate Bruce #I’m like #Who are you? #Who the hell are you? #He is by no means perfect #But you can’t deny how much he really cares about everyone #EVERYONE
“Yeah, once before, and hello Zephyr, didn’t see you there. Wow, this should be interesting. Guess this is a semi-nice thing the Anon did. Glad we don’t have those in Gotham. It hard enough as it was recently without anons or grey faces mucking about.”
“Well, it’s better than most others that I’ve had before.” Teles said with a smile. “Of course, then there’s the whole Phoenix situation…” He trailed off, his smile disappearing.
Zephyr put his hand on Teles’ shoulder. “So how have you been, Jason?” He asked, changing the subject.
He laughed. "Well, that depends. I've not been a god friend. I take a trip with a friend/team mate of mine to a planet called Coruscant to try to hunt down the Sith that hurt Teles. Mission ends in total and utter failure. Come back here, learn Peter Vincent died killing a vampire to save Sam whom would've been it's next victim. Sorry Teles. Then, I get a call from Tim Drake, a buddy of mine, good kind. Reluctantly respect the guy. He's was a Robin at one point, an sidekick identity I once used, adn now he's the red Robin. Anyways, he calls me to help 'The Family' with a huge crisis in Gotham. So my team and I head off, get into a brawl with an undead assassin and Mr. Frieze. Short story, I beat the assassin. Blew his head off, no one he can regenerate that. The guy asked me to, he didn't want to live like that anymore. I truss up Frieze and take to Gotham GCPD, specifically the Bat Light. Hand over to Batgirl, get a frosty welcome form here, and then the Team and I take a break from each other. Lot been happening, so I swung by to see how your doing."
"Yeah, once before, and hello Zephyr, didn't see you there. Wow, this should be interesting. Guess this is a semi-nice thing the Anon did. Glad we don't have those in Gotham. It hard enough as it was recently without anons or grey faces mucking about."