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Ingenious: Clever, Original, Inventive.--Independent Red Robin rp blog. Open to OC's and Crossovers, Will play without any vigilante affiliation if desired.

[iiingenious]

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[worldsoflustandwonder]

Improma looked down at him as she crossed her arms under her chest, and she huffed as she felt strangely cross with his wording. Still, the name of the city confused her. "I have never heard of Gotham City in my life," she said, before pursing her lips in thought. "Though...I have noticed a change in the atmosphere some time ago...and the mana concentration is lower and more impure..."

[iiingenious]

“Good, then you won’t be staying very long- this— magic tower of yours is giving off insane energy readings. I don’t really deal in the arcane, but didn’t have time to phone a friend.” Tim still bound by whatever kind of trap spell held him in place struggled to move in the slightest, he wasn’t going anywhere unless she released him. Might need to be more… annoying.

[infernal-matters]

"See? Easier when you just do as you're told, isn't it?" Giselle leaned back, lazily drinking him in. "And I think someone likes being told what to do..."

[iiingenious]

“Well- I can’t exactly say you’re wrong there— on either point. Doing what you’re told, and liking to be told what to do… looks like you and me are just- a lost pair of puzzle pieces.” Tim uses humor to try and break the tension of feeling so vulnerable. “What next—?”

[a-fantastic-time]

Harley peeked around doorways and corners, doing her best to make sure no one would be around. Normally only family members or nurses were aloud in the recovery rooms. She had quickly ditched her mask, and lab coat. Pulling down her hair and seemingly like said family member.

She gently reached out and took Tim's shaking hand. Trying to reassure her, stroking the back of his hand and using a soft voice. "Now now, im here sweetie. Just take deep breaths. Let the drugs work their way out of your system." Her eyes scan over her new form, and smiled.

Already she looked absolutely beautiful. Her femininity already shining through the bandages and the groggy expression she had that was slowly fading. The blonde reached down to hold her cheek.

[iiingenious]

It's not all that often that Tim find himself going under the knife, at the very least- not in an actual medical facility. Most procedures were off the books, but if this one were? That would be quite sketchy. So, recovery like this? He was used to it- to a degree. This one was new. His entire torso was aching and it almost hurt just to breathe.

She was comforting, helpful, and a doctor so he should probably listen. Deep breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth to try and stay relaxed. A nod in understanding as she rubbed at his hand, he turns it over hoping to hold hers. Eyes closed, tired, still but starting to become more aware of his status and surroundings.

[a-fantastic-time]

She smiled and nodded, giving the young lady a pat on her cute head. Once Tim had picked something out, she clapped. "Oooh~ Someone's got taste. That would look great on you." Harley then rushed to her closet and began looking for shoes and other items that would go with that dress. After some rummaging, she would pull out some cute heels, along with several accenting pieces of clip on jewelry and even a cute pair of panties.

[iiingenious]

As everything started to come together, Tim undressed again, turning his back to Harley to take off the shorts and his own underwear in place stepping into the panties that Harley had picked out to match the dress. They were a soft pink, floral like the dress with a little bow on the waistband. Once those were on he took the dress, unsure whether he was supposed to pull it over the top, or step into the dress and pull it up. He opted pull it over the top, letting it fall around him. The dress fell around Tim as he situated it, not really sure about how is should sit on the chest, but taking the 'straps' and tying them together behind his neck. Then he placed the matching pink heels on the ground and step into them, fastening one after the other in a kneeling position before carefully standing back up.

"Okay- so-- is the look complete, or is something missing-?"

[rpking99]

"Thea." Steph spoke as she placed the cowl onto the new Batgirl's face, leaning in to kiss her. Kiss those now black lips with her own violet coated ones

[iiingenious]

Bowing her head ever so slightly, the cowl is placed. Complete, the new Batgirl is and with that her identity. The kiss is met with a smile as their lips collide for a moment and Thea whispers. "Thank you- it's perfect." And kisses Steph once more.

[rpking99]

"And those stilts throw off my balance. Nearly break an ankle every time." Cass said while rolling her eyes but gave a nod and a supportive thumbs up

"Girl, you are looking absolutely beautiful." Babs responded with a soft smile "How is it? I spent weeks debating on the shade of red. Metallic, mat, dark, cherry. Notes are always good."

Steph was still silent as she slowly approached her, holding the final piece of the suit. The cowl. Which she held out with shaking hands, using all her will power to hold back her tears

[iiingenious]

She has a chuckle at that, apparently Cass had been warring with heels this whole time which is surprising considering her strength and balance.

A bit cheeky, teeth graze at her lower lip at Barbara's complement with a nod about the suit. "It feels- fantastic. The red is good. I promise. Not too bright, or dark. Keep the color-- and those other notes." She winks.

Steph- visibly shaken-- The outpouring from her when they began this whole process seemingly killing her vibe. He missed the blonde's teasing and playful nature. Reaching out she takes the towel, but not before placing her hands on Stephanie's own, just sharing a look. Her own tears welling from watery eyes.

[rpking99]

"Better than I am with heels." Cass noted as she looked at the black boots, reaching most of the way up the new Batgirl's shins near her knees. The boots having some heels, a good three to four inches, the heels being chunkier wedges that still added a sensuality to her posture

[iiingenious]

"Preposterous- I've seen you balance on-- a toe!" She shouts with a dramatic throw of the cape around her form to affix it on the shoulders. "May not look it, but I am- barely stable." Then came the belt, and thigh strap, easy enough to slip on. And everyone who has ever put on a uniform knows... gloves come last. One hand after the other she tugs them on and takes a few steps away from the women before turning with a heroic pose, hands on hips.

"So-- How are we feeling-?"

[rpking99]

"She has some ideas, you're free to turn it down. It's your name after all, baby girl. Now hurry up. You're literally only wearing half the costume." Barbara ordered, giving a spank to her ass

[iiingenious]

"Yeah, it's my name-- but she knows me probably better than anyone. I trust her." She turns with a solemn look to Stephanie who still seemed a bit shaky and give her a warm smile.

Taken out of the moment by the spank, she snaps to with a nod and "Yes Ma'am-" in Barbara's direction before moving back to the display. Stepping in, one boot, and then the next- zipping them up and rising to a wobbly, standing position.

[rpking99]

"No, it's not." Barbara assured, an almost motherly kiss to the top of her head "Steph's come up with some ideas for you to hear but... Well get the rest in, Batgirl. We want to see how you look in the end."

[iiingenious]

The reassurance made her soften ever so slightly, blushing at the act of affection and laying her head against Babs as she came over. "Steph? She's in charge of naming me--?" There's a feeling of tension before she lets out a sigh of relief "-Thank god. Naming conventions are not my thing."

[rpking99]

"I will."

It was Steph who spoke, walking forwards. Her voice watery, shakey. She hurried over and reached inside the suit. Pulling a few bits.... And the suit tightened around the waist. The inbuilt corset they mentioned helping shape her waist a bit more, and giving more slack for the suit as she then pulled it up further

Bringing it up to the end of its travels, ag the back of her neck

"How do you like it so far?" Babs asked while nodding her head at a full body mirror

The suit, the fake breasts and corset as well as similar accents to the inside of the suit that Tim could feel now that it was in their body...

Not the biggest breast, not the biggest ass or widest hips, not the thickest thighs.... But if you didn't know, just from looking at the neck down, you wouldn't assume it was being worn by someone born as a male. And even with Tim's face, the natural curves added to by Baba's make up...

A woman was looking back out the mirror

[iiingenious]

She reached inside of the suit which took Tim by surprise, but as with the rest of the events this evening She let them do whatever was necessary. As the suit cinched in around her, Tim found herself short of breath, but just for a moment. The suit fit like-- it was made for her, and that's well, because it was.

She turns to Barbara with a nod and smile, before having even seen the full effects. It was unusual, that such an unfamiliar silhouette could feel so natural.

Stunned. It was hard enough to see a face looking back at Tim that didn't feel like her own, but now there was a body to match- well, at least while she wore the suit. Hands lift from her sides, moving to caress and explore the form. Not sexually, but with a sense of wonder and disbelief.

"Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore... Tha- That uh-- That's not Tim..."

[onlyrpmemes]

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[corsetslaced]

@iiingenious || Tim xx Orla || Plotted Starter

”Aves, who is that?” Orla asked Aveline, eyeing a young man, likely a freshman or sophomore, that the House Mother had given a work study to for keeping the common grounds clean for the sorority house - ladies get messy too after all. “He’s just the work study, Tim Dragon or something like that,” Aveline answered Orla with a shrug, not interested in small fry like the young man. However, Orla was very interested in him, seeing his physique and elegant long hair that was pulled into a disaster of a manbun.

“I think he may be my next project,” the college senior notes, smirking as she stood up, dropping her towel to reserve her lounge chair and walking toward the pool boy. “Yooo hooo, pool boy? Uh, Tim?” she said, tapping his shoulder as she realized he had headphones on. “I’m Orla, head of this sorority. I thought I’d introduce myself,” she extended her slender hand to shake, smiling warmly at Tim despite the fact she was calculating every move and every word she’d say around him.

[iiingenious]

College life- one of those things that Tim never really looked forward to, but felt like he couldn't afford to miss out on. Making connections was always a priority, so he sought a position in the work study program. They thought that he would be a good fit for the sorority, which was news to him that they had their own staff.

It was hot, the sun beating down- for pool duty this afternoon he was wearing a pair of swim trunks, tank top, and had his hair pulled into a bun. In a world of his own- over the ear headphone on in full noise cancelling effect, which is why Tim flinched nearly throwing himself into the pool when the woman tapped on his shoulder.

turning to her, He removes the headset, music can be heard, oddly enough- it was k-pop. With a hand over his chest and deep breath Tim steadies himself. "Sorry-" He takes a look back at her curiously, "what did you say? I-is there something I can do for you--?"

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[rpking99]

"Go ahead. We can't wait to see what you look like, girl." Babs praised while clicking her hip in delight at the show

[iiingenious]

While that wasn't necessarily confirmation, it seemed like she was headed in the right direction. She removes the extra bits from the display and sets them aside until its just the suit. Moving behind it, she pulls the zipper down and remove it from the form of a mannequin.

"Here we go..." Carefully she steps inside, one leg after the other and pull them up to where the suit ends at her ankles. Arms go into each sleeve and she then leans back, the rest of it kind of just moving into place. Reaching back Tim fumbles the zipper a bit but manages to pull it partly. New suits always needed breaking in.

"Little stiff- any help--?"