This City Could Use a Woman's Touch

@miss-lady-bat

My name is Belinda Wayne. I am Lady Bat, protector of Gotham City. There's not much more you need to know about me. (( FIRST FEM!BATMAN RP ACCOUNT IN TUMBLR :D Lady Bat was created on Sept 2nd 2011! )) !!NOTE!! PLEASE TAG ALL RPS WITH MISSLADYBAT and not the hyphenated URL. THANK YOU!

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Have I really been on Hiatus for more than a year?

#outofblacklipstick

Two Souls || richbastardbat

"It was a last minute decision," Belinda said, frankly, her flamboyant nature fading as soon as they were alone. A pair of demure orphan twins, they were once again. All the same, she met eyes with her brother, a small smile across her face as she went to wrap him in an embrace. "I was just … watching the news and the idea to come back to Gotham just struck me."

She wondered if he got the hint. Truly, Belinda didn’t feel comfortable just saying it out loud, someplace other than the Manor. Too many ears, too man people who could hear and take action.

"You don’t have to fix up the house for me," she continued. "It’s not like I didn’t spend most of my life there. It’s always going to be the same old country home, eh~?"

He raised an eyebrow. “Ah, I see. Well, I don’t blame. There has been some trouble as of late.” He hugged her tight lifting her off the ground as he did so. “I’ve missed you, B.”

Bruce had a feeling they would be talking about it more once they reached home.

"I do, yes. Gives Alfred something to do," he teased gently. He pushed some of Belinda dark hair behind her ear. "I don’t know about a country home." He smiled. "Hey, let me pack up and we’ll head back home. How does that sound?"

"Sounds nostalgic," Belinda said, ruby lips twitching in a slight smile. They had always been an odd pair.Odd humor, odd looks, odd demeanor. Time and school had driven Belinda to Paris and Bruce deeper into his moods and in the end, years would pass without proper correspondence.

"Speaking of nostalgia," she muttered, wandering towards the large windows behind his stately desk, the large leather chair sparking a twinge in her heart. This was her father's office. Running her manicured nails along the smooth, polished wood of the desk, she knew this was her father's desk. The chair was her father's chair, and how it often reminded her of a throne . . . "Love what you've done with the place."

Trying to come back to this account and stay back is hard . . .

#outofblacklipstick

"That’s a silly question," she said, sighing as she put her nail file away and slipped her black glove back on. "You’re asking a woman in a mask who she is. Defeats the purpose of me wearing a mask, doesn’t it~?”

"Well, I don’t care much for your purposes," Damian drawled, a batarang in hand. "I already removed the purposes of your ropes."

"And I'm not surprised that you did," she responded, cooly. "Now what do you intend to do, precisely?"

"Y-you gotta h-help me..."

He coughed away from the phone. “P-please… H-he’s gonna get m-me…”

"Who’s going to get you?" Belinda asked, straining to hear him against the static over the phone. "Jason? Jason, who’s going to get you?! Where are you? Are you in town?"

"D-doc…. H-he… You gotta get me… ‘m at th-the arcade… Please…"More coughing is audible.

"I'm on my way," Bel said, hurrying for the Manor foyer. She almost tripped getting into her shoes, but that would have been a small price to pay, if it meant she got down the stairs quicker. Jason sounded absolutely horrified. "Stay where you are. Hide in the bathroom if you have to, but don't leave that building. Stay on the phone. I'm coming, Jason, I swear I'll be there soon."

"Y-you gotta h-help me..."

He coughed away from the phone. “P-please… H-he’s gonna get m-me…”

"Who's going to get you?" Belinda asked, straining to hear him against the static over the phone. "Jason? Jason, who's going to get you?! Where are you? Are you in town?"

legionofthemultimuse

Improvement Meme

I figured a small ‘improvement meme’ would be a fine idea for RPers looking to brush up their skills and topple weaknesses, so here it is. Feel free to use the symbols or go for a more in depth response. Yes, you can send any of these to me too.

☢: You need to work on character responses, they tend to be bland.

✄: Your RP responses are really short/ could have more effort put in!

Σ: You’re messing up your punctuation here and there.

▼: Try to improve your spelling/Grammar

☯: Try to open up to more RPers, you’re great, but you’re missing out on a lot of potentially amazing RPs!

▲: Try to be more positive on yourself, there’s no reason to hate on yourself so much.

☠: You need to be more respectful.

✈: You need to improve your action sequences or reactions of characters.

❤: You’re doing amazing, we can always improve but every RP I read of yours is a joy.

✉: Message more RPers and get some more activity going please.

Ⓐ: Fight scenes could use more work.

❥: Romantic Scenes can be awkward, do your best to improve on this, and look out for common pitfalls!

☁: You might want to take another look at your character/characters and work on them a bit more. Every great character has a flaw or two.

✪: Joker *Whatever you feel needs to be addressed*

"Take. This. Off. "

"Absolutely not. You’re wearing that. Alice went through a lot of trouble to make it properly."

"But it itches, an’ I can’ e’en see ma toes! How do I know there still there?"

"Because in the span of you putting on that dress, no one has amputated your feet."

"Nana what’s ‘ampertated’ mean?"

Belinda held up two fingers and moved them together and apart.

"Snipped off with scissors."

"So, suffice it to say: you have absolutely no earthly idea of what you’re doing?”

"Now wait just a minute! I may not be too good at this hero thing yet, but that doesn’t mean I ain’t tryin’ my best."

"You lack properly training and discipline, yet. You're trying, I can see that, but you're trying to push a boulder up-hill."

redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20

"Hello, Pumpkin~"

"Pumpkin..? Have I turned a shade of orange now?"

"It’s a term of motherly endearment … "

redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20

"Because I feel so endeared being called something that gets carved open… Although, pumpkin pie is delicious."

"You're saying you've never heard someone call their child or someone smaller than they are 'pumpkin?'"

kryptons-last-son

Crossing his arms, he leaned back against the door frame. “Now, do I -really- have to have a issue to come see you? Obviously it’s not the best timing.”

Belinda looked at him, one hand going to her hip, head tilted like an interested bird.

"Most people don't come see me for pleasure, so you'll have to excuse my skepticism . . . Although, I'm always prepared to be surprised. How's Metropolis?"

"It’s not that I’m not listening, dear, it’s just that I’m not 100% sold on this idea of yours … "

kryptons-last-son

He lofted a brow behind useless glasses and crossed his arms with an unconvinced air. “Then tell me exactly what I said.”

Belinda snapped her compact shut and favored him with a piercing, blue-eyed gaze that spoke plainly of just how long she had spent in the company of a shrill English Woman …

"Some such super hero nonsense or another," she said, smartly, checking her lipstick. "Save the girl, beat the bad-guy, pose for pictures … There has to be more finesse to it.”

kryptons-last-son

He shook his head with the very -tone- she took about it. “If finesse could be ensured in every battle, I’d be glad to implicate it. But sometimes, it’s just not possible.”

"Ha," Belinda said, giving him a rare genuine smile. "Not possible. Says the flying man with super-strength~"

kryptons-last-son

At that, he laughed, returning the smile. “So just for you, the next battle, I’ll add as much finesse as I possibly can.”

"I fully intend to hold you to that promise," Belinda said, satisfied with her make-up and turning to him properly. "Now. In all seriousness. What is your issue and how can I help~?"

ofthieveryandaddictions

Send an "Ѡ" for my muse's reaction to being sent accidental nudes.

redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20

"Hello, Pumpkin~"

"Pumpkin..? Have I turned a shade of orange now?"

"It's a term of motherly endearment . . . "

"It’s not that I’m not listening, dear, it’s just that I’m not 100% sold on this idea of yours … "

kryptons-last-son

He lofted a brow behind useless glasses and crossed his arms with an unconvinced air. “Then tell me exactly what I said.”

Belinda snapped her compact shut and favored him with a piercing, blue-eyed gaze that spoke plainly of just how long she had spent in the company of a shrill English Woman …

"Some such super hero nonsense or another," she said, smartly, checking her lipstick. "Save the girl, beat the bad-guy, pose for pictures … There has to be more finesse to it.”

kryptons-last-son

He shook his head with the very -tone- she took about it. “If finesse could be ensured in every battle, I’d be glad to implicate it. But sometimes, it’s just not possible.”

"Ha," Belinda said, giving him a rare genuine smile. "Not possible. Says the flying man with super-strength~"

"It’s not that I’m not listening, dear, it’s just that I’m not 100% sold on this idea of yours … "

kryptons-last-son

He lofted a brow behind useless glasses and crossed his arms with an unconvinced air. “Then tell me exactly what I said.”

Belinda snapped her compact shut and favored him with a piercing, blue-eyed gaze that spoke plainly of just how long she had spent in the company of a shrill English Woman . . .

"Some such super hero nonsense or another," she said, smartly, checking her lipstick. "Save the girl, beat the bad-guy, pose for pictures . . . There has to be more finesse to it."

"It's not that I'm not listening, dear, it's just that I'm not 100% sold on this idea of yours . . . "

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