JASON / RED HOOD

Jason Todd. You can't stop crime! That's what you never understood! I'm CONTROLLING it! You want to rule them by fear but what do you do to those who aren't afraid?! I'm doing what YOU won't! I'm taking them out!

[deadhoods]

isabellaflynns‌: 

Perhaps it was because she was going out of her way not to antagonise anyone, being careful with her temper, never letting her voice rise above ordinary level, but something about the man’s loud exclamation bothered her. Isabella looked up from her book, and looked at him. He was obviously looking for someone to address him, possibly even looking for a fight. She had seen people like him before, in the library. They were usually trouble. But she tried not to judge him immediately, and she called over to him from her table. “Excuse me,” she said. “What’s lame? The news?” There was an unintentionally disbelieving note in her voice that she couldn’t hide.

Jason turned his head to address the woman questioning him. “Yeah, you got it in one.” He grabbed his cup and quickly downed what was left inside it. It was bitter on his tongue. Why did Tim love coffee so much? “It’s always depressing headlines, stories about heroes being holier-than-thou, stories about ‘bad’ guys being the scum of the earth.” He clicked his tongue against his teeth. “Same shit, different city.” Instead of filling in the crossword properly, he began to doodle inside the white boxes. “I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say you don’t find it lame?” Jason asked. 

[deadhoods]

ofravagers‌: 

She smirked at his comeback, picking up on the change in his tone. “You guess.” She sighed dramatically, feigning disappointment and then laughed. She hadn’t see Jason in quite some time but it was comical how they could talk like they had just seen one another the other day. “Katana. Got it. I’ll write it next to your name in my diary.” She sat back when the waiter brought her the coffee she had ordered and then laughed before bringing the cup to her lips. “I’ll never forget, Jaybird. You remind me every time you get a chance.” Rose winked and then shook her head. “The pit can’t have you for at least another month or so. I  just got here. So, what’s up?”

Rose was perking him up more than his coffee, and he was grateful for that. Contrary to what people believed – he didn’t enjoy feeling like he had a rain cloud permanently hanging over his head and dulling his mood. “My name is in your diary? Color me flattered. I hope it’s written in red.” He chuckled and filled in one of the words on the crossword. “What’s the point in cheating death, if you can’t bring it up every time you get a chance?” He shrugged at her question. “Chilling and killing. The usual.” There was a playful smirk on his face. “I’ve been taking care of mob business, and avoiding Bruce. I haven’t seen any of the ‘family’ yet, actually. What about you? What brought you to New York?”

[deadhoods]

heroiclunc‌: 

“Psychic? No, god no,” she said with a laugh, raising her hands, “not even close to an empath, and I totally didn’t mean that to come out as an insult because it wasn’t, I swear”

"An empath?” Jason questioned. He wondered if she could feel his rage, his resentment, and his general feeling of bitterness. It would be unfortunate for her if she could. “Isn’t that a little...soul-sucking?” 

[nicolapeltz]

so pretty.

[deadhoods]

heroiclunc‌: 

“You know, if you keep saying that it might actually happen,” she told him, brow raised as she finished her coffee. “I mean, I’m not saying that anything’s going to happen, but, y’know…” she stopped. “I think I may just stop talking now before I make things sound worse”

“Are you saying you’re going to kill me?” Jason found her words cryptic, and he definitely didn’t like not knowing what she meant. “Or can you predict the future? Please don’t tell me you’re a psychic.” If he was going to die again, he’d rather not know. He liked to be surprised. Maybe Bruce would actually do something about his death the second time around. 

[deadhoods]

superbxyclxne‌:  

“What did you expect? People running around attacking everyone and total chaos?” he raised an eyebrow, he knew that they were heroes, that they fought against crime, and that for that to happened, there had to be an actual crime in there for them to fight, which had a few, just silly thieves though, and criminals that were easy to defeat, but he wasn’t complaining. He didn’t mind that calm atmosphere, it was nice to just relax and have calm days sometimes, after all the crazy ass criminals that he had to defeat in his life. “It’s actually nice to have calm days, after every crazy ass people that I had to defeat, it’s nice to just have some time to relax and enjoy life,” he was doing it, partying and getting the number of multiple stunning women, which was one of the things that the clone thought could be considered enjoying life.

"Yeah, actually.” Jason was used to the streets of Gotham, used to trouble being around every corner. Sitting on his ass most days and nights made him restless. Sure, there was always mob business to be handled, but a guy like him liked to get his hands dirty with some real scum. Maybe he didn’t belong here. He never felt like he belonged anywhere, but he could ignore it most of the time. “How do you and Tim get along? He’s a coffee addicted, quiet kid. You... You’re too optimistic.” Jason’s idea of relaxing was firing his gun or punching a speed bag until his arms ached. “I’m not going to burst your bubble, but I am going to say that the enjoying life won’t last. Wait... Guess I am bursting your bubble, my bad.”

[deadhoods]

ofravagers‌: 

“Who are you calling lame?” She sat back in the seat across from Jason and smirked, raising a hand to call over the waitress for some coffee. She sighed as she reached for the newspaper and shook her head. “Same shit, every day Jaybird. Good to see you.” She slid the paper back toward him. “And if you want someone to put you out of your misery if this becomes a habit, I’m your girl. How’s it gonna be. Katana? Straight to the Jugular?” Only Jason got her morbid sense of humor and she would be lying if she said she didn’t miss him and that it wasn’t a good coincidence bumping into him. 

"You.” His tone turned lighter than it was before, letting Rose know he was just being playful. It was a subtle change, but he was confident it was one she’d detect. “I guess it’s good to see you, too.” It was good to see her, there was no guessing about it. Despite him not being much of a people person since coming back to life, he still liked her. Her question brought a grin to his face, and he leaned back in his chair, crossing his ankles and chewing on the end of his pen as he thought about it. “Katana. It’ll almost be like a ninja killed me, instead of a pirate.” He looked down at the crossword. “Don’t forget I have a talent – it’s being brought back to life. The pit probably misses me.” 

[deadhoods]

"Lame.” That was the only thing he had to say about the latest things happening in the Big Apple. He folded the newspaper he was reading in half and tossed it onto the table in front of him. Sitting alone in a coffee shop, feeling bored, was not how he expected to spend his time in New York. He thought he’d be busy going after ‘bad’ guys, but so far there hasn’t been many. Probably had something to do with so many heroes congregating in one place. He pulled a pen out of his jacket pocket, a frustrated sigh escaping him as he reached for the newspaper again to complete the crossword. “I hope someone puts me outta my misery quickly, if this becomes a habit.” It was said to himself, but there were enough people around for someone to overhear him. Maybe they’d take pity on him and start a conversation that he’d probably shut down within minutes.

[deadhoods]

Some information explaining how I’ll be playing my version of Jason below the cut.

He has the famous white streak in his hair. But he often dyes it black. He doesn’t like being reminded of the Lazarus Pit.

Beautiful blue eyes. There is a greenish tint to them from the pit though.

His skin is littered with scars. Most of them are from his time with the Joker. There are also gunshot wound scars, knife fight scars, and scars from him being an idiot that thinks he’s invincible. 

More issues than Vogue.

The hatred he feels for Joker never seems to dull. He feels like he can’t rest until he’s off the streets for good.

His relationship with Bruce is decent, but it’s by no means perfect. There’s still a lot of resentment on Jason’s side. He’ll talk to the man but won’t go out of his way to spend time with him.

Always has mixed feelings when it comes to his ‘siblings’. 

Loves guns. Would probably marry one. Same can be said for leather.

Won’t let people forget he died. Lots of death jokes will happen.

He is a mob boss, it’s a job he loves. He gets to keep the streets safe and do what he wants.

Plays by his own rules and no one else's. He doesn’t care if he goes against the Bat code. 

He loves boys and girls, but would rather eat a chilidog than date right now.

Tall, muscular, ready to fight anyone and everyone. 

If you want to plot out connections, IM me!

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