REBEL, ROBIN¡

ᴳᴱᴺ ᵛ based robin buckley.

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INDEPENDENT ROBIN BUCKLEY EXPLORED IN THE GEN V UNIVERSE. WRITTEN BY ZAWN, FOLLOWS BACK FROM RIORDSAM. AFFILIATED&_EXCLUSIVE TO NECRONANCIY. SEE HERE FOR DETAILS OF THIS VERSE.

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practice,  practice,   practice.     your mouth was dry and you could taste a vague brass flavour,    a result from near constant use of your instrument with little reprieve over the hours that left the room engulfed in darkness.       very few breaks were offered,    supposed they expected you to be able to play and play until fingers were burning,    oesophagus threatening to expel your lunch.     just the two of you left in the room,    chairs scrapped against the hard wood as bodies rushed for the exit [who knows when they would next be free?]      hand rummages through bag,   desperately searching for anything past you had left,    coming up with mostly wrappers and receipts before fingers reach something,   you pull your hand out and disappointment is clear across your face.      almond joy.   nobody’s favourite,    why you had it? you weren’t sure.     “hey, dude—     you want this?”      vague gesture to the candy.

@bloodset:   nobody likes almond joy. – jeffrey dahmer. that’s it. he’s the only one.

“...why do you know that?”    niche knowledge,    you think.   or maybe it’s common and you just missed the memo somewhere— it wouldn’t be the first time.    but maybe you’d expect it from someone else that you had painted as a fanatic,    not the guy on drums whose name had been sieved out of your thoughts.     “it fits,   though.    i don’t know who decided that a good combination would be coconut [already,  yuck!]”    tongue stuck out for dramatic effect,   continuing,     “then whole almonds just slapped on the top.   it’s like they want me to choke,   or! die from anaphylaxis because it’s called almond joy,   i didn’t expect to find coconut.    finished with regular,  boring chocolate.   —    it brings no one joy,   they should rename it ‘sad almond wood chips’,    right?” 

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new fave edit just dropped

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oh i was meant to add this to my post:

robin has gained some control over their powers, as to not mimic without intending to do so. still, she finds it easier to minimise touch and wears gloves to act as a barrier.

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amazon  prime’s  the  boys  sentence  starters ↪  taken  from  seasons  1  &  2.  contains  non-contextual  mild  s2  spoilers.  some  have  been  slightly  altered  to  better  fit  out  of  context.  alter  as  you  see  fit  ♡

“i’m supposed to be this hero, but i don’t know what the hell i’m doing.”

“just remember who your friends and who your enemies are.”

“you can’t do this. you don’t have the fight, you never have.”

"my superpower is reading people. watching them when they think they’re alone. i see people for who they really are.”

“why have average when you can have extraordinary?”

“if i’m gonna make a difference, i just feel more comfortable doing it on a smaller scale.”

"i know a little about a lot of things.” 

“never let them see you like this.”

"just ‘cause you fall on your ass doesn’t mean you have to stay there.”

"since when did "hopeful” and “naive” become the same thing?”

“you need to unclench your asshole.”

“i can do whatever the fuck i want.”

"pardon my french: fuck those fuckers.” 

"you tell anyone what you saw or heard here today, and i’ll cut your hands off and shove them so far up your ass, your fingers’ll give us a little wave out your throat, yeah?”

“when they’re apart, they’re absolute fucking rubbish. but, you put them together, they’re the goddamn fucking spice girls.”

“sometimes you get further with people by treating them like people.”

“i really did want to make a difference. i really did care. i was just like you.”

“i started giving pieces of myself away and i guess i gave away everything.”

“you see, i know your secret.”

“you’re not a bad person. just a scared one.”

“what have you got to lose that you ain’t already lost?”

“i figured if you wait around long enough, two plus two equals nasty.”

“here’s the truth. anyone who tells you they know the answers is lying.”

“you know, i managed to go my whole life without seeing someone die horribly, and now i’m up to about a half dozen, so i think i’m good.”

“we’ll cross that bridge when we burn it.”

“in a partnership, there is give and there is take.”

“i should’ve done a lot more stuff. because there is nothing up there. there’s nobody in the sky watching over us. not anybody. it’s all just lies.”

“i don’t know if they really want you to be a hero. i think they just want you to look like one.”

“he is too much of an asshole to die.”

“fuck this world for confusing nice with good. be a bitch if you want. be whatever. just drop the mask once in a while. feels good. you can finally breathe.”

“[name], how is it possible that you’re dumber than you look?”

“[name], you’ve done a murder. comparatively speaking, this will be a piece of cake.”

“we didn’t bring him here for a fucking happy meal.”

“i’ve got my phone linked to the ‘find your shithead friends’ app.”

“i just had to pop down to the shop. i was running a bit low on ‘mind your own fucking business’.”

“you know something? on my first day, I, uh … well, i felt like a fraud. but the good news is, everybody feels that way.”

“you ever touch me again, i will burn your eyes out. understand me?”

“wou know how you have this… image of yourself? like, i thought i was strong. you know? like, made of steel. a fighter.”

“uf you’re the fucking reason i can’t finish that vermont country dollhouse, i will fucking end you.”

“you are dispensable, which means you answer to me.”

“you’ve been walking around for months like you want to kick my ass. so do it already.”

“i can be that person that nobody thinks is awesome, but it turns out, they’re kind of fucking awesome.”

“i’m sorry but we’re not anything.”

“my nana’s your biggest fan.”

“not even [name] would have dared to try and pull this kind of shit.”

“shouldn’t we all just be competent at our jobs?”

“we can do whatever we want and no one can stop us. that is a good feeling. a really good feeling.”

“you need to get the fuck out of my house.”

“you were right. i’m not gonna get bored and move on. i’m not going anywhere.”

“life isn’t actually a pr strategy. you can say what you think.”

“pippi longstocking would bite a d, that’s for damn sure.”

“you write all women as either unknowable hitchcock bitches or michael bay fuck dolls. i mean, i get that a lifetime of jerking off to transformers didn’t exactly make you popular with the ladies, but a little effort would be nice.”

“i don’t think we have to damage control your fuck up.”

“look at you. my girl.”

“nobody likes almond joy. – jeffrey dahmer. that’s it. he’s the only one.”

“jesus christ! those are like the three worst candy bars in the history of candy. that’s it, you’re sick in the brain.”

“i’m wanted and you’re kind of super famous.”

“he’s an actor who didn’t lie to my face everyday.”

“don’t lie to me, not again.”

“she was already dead when i blew her up.

“my son is the furthest fucking thing on this planet to a normal little boy.”

“this is a moment. girls get it done.”

“there is just no putting the toothpaste back in the tube.”

“mom says being lonely makes you know yourself better.”

“i just want you to think about me when you are getting your skin peeled off your face, bitch.”

“you don’t fuck with the money. you never fuck with the money.”

“you’re my second wind.”

“it doesn’t matter who made us, or how we got here, the point is we are here. together. family. you guys, you are my real family.”

“oh, is it so hard to believe that i want you two to be happy? and in love? honestly [name], i am really, really happy for you.”

“the hate that you carry and the warpath that you’re on, it started so long before me.”

“we can’t afford to feel good or to feel safe or to let our guard down.”

“we’re all alone. that’s the truth.”

“i don’t need anyone but myself.”

“you’re so special, that most special man on the planet. everybody loves you. everybody. their love is your strength.”

“where’s the closest atm?”

“you let your canary die, how you gonna know when you’ve gone too far?”

“you know what i thought? i thought who fucking cares?”

“fuckin’ diabolical.”

“i’m a motherfucker with a heart.”

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BEFORE GODOLKIN

robin buckley was born to richard and melissa when the air was still cold in chicago, illinois.  it had been easy to name her,   a robin having already begun building their nest on the hospital room window.    they worked odd jobs,  moving around from state to state almost monthly before robin’s birth,  and had no form of monetary support through the pregnancy.  whilst neither of them were religious,   richard’s family were devoted to the church,   and reached out to the charity ‘samaritan’s embrace’ upon melissa’s admission to hospital.   on her birth,  robin was separated from her parents,   to be monitored over the next few days in concern of the moderate drug use in the home.    it is there that she is injected with the compound v shipped by samaritan’s embrace,  under the sponsorship of vought to create supes at random to keep up the charade of genetic leaps.    and so robin grew up normal,   reuniting with parents who were none the wiser,   saw half the country by the time she was three,   always on the move and parents chasing the newest thing.    at five and upon their entry to schooling,   melissa and richard attempted to settle down in a small town in indiana,   to create a more stable environment for her to grow and make connections.    bills still continue to pile up,  and robin is a latchkey kid from ten with parents who are either partying,  or working to fund these parties.   all robin has ever wanted was to get out of there. an incredibly gifted student,   playing three instruments for the school’s band,   teaching themselves multiple languages through cassette tapes,  and holding down jobs throughout her teens;   all they needed was the landscape to match.   no one ever really knew robin,   they tended to push friendships away in the taste of ‘they don’t understand me’,  how they were happy with the lives they had been given was beyond her,    they craved freedom and travel and to be something more than ordinary.      (for more insight into robin’s relationship with her mother,  see here.   tw for psychosis and drug abuse)

ONSET OF POWERS

whilst robin inherited their power early in life,   it went undetected in a town with a population under 1000.   for her eleventh birthday,   robin’s grandparents invited her to spend the weekend with them in new york,   that there was a supe-con going on that just couldn’t be missed!  [what they missed however,  is that when robin spoke about ordinary,  she didn’t mean she wanted to be super–     just wanted a life bigger than they had].    meet and greets booked,    autographs signed!    little robin buckley leaned in for a picture [stand closer, dear! put your arms around her!]    with a lesser hero,    cheap but big enough to cause a line to form,  who doesn’t love a teleporter!   ‘smile for the camera, robin!’    the flash caused robin to blink,    and upon reopening,    found herself across the convention hall,    dizzy,   unable to stand upright, having just mimicked the teleporters powers. > abilities:   copy and use the powers of others[this does not rob the powers,   just replicates]     > limitations:   physical contact required.     limited timeframe in the use of powers but there is no set minute,   some powers seem to stick longer than others.    depending on the power being mimicked,   it can be incredibly painful(any elemental power would be a shock to robin’s system,   fire and ice leaving burns etc),    prior to training, robin was unable to stack powers on top of another,  and overcoming the limitations in doing so took years;   the accumulation often causes overload and results in robin being unable to mimic.    dangerous in mimicking powers with large learning curves to control.

[dearafah]

[wlilow]

I want you to know

I’m a mirrorball

I can change everything about me to fit in

— mirrorball, Taylor Swift

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originally scouted for crime fighting, but robin has no illusions of being a hero, and opted to enrol in performing arts. that weird film bro, speaks 4 languages, just trying to get through the day