#g:start

[honeyismss-blog]

honey had been on the streets since the attack began. or rather, she’d been out plotting a jewelry heist at the same time the demons arrived, by coincidence. either way, she’d spent the last few hours beating at trigons sons with a baseball bat, thorned vines, and the occasional blade or bullet. she bashed in the skull of a demon who had a person locked in it’s grip, and held out a hand to the other. “you gotta be more careful, cupcake. dangerous territory out here.”

[blackcatari-blog]

arianna was in her black cat suit, flying across town and shooting off bullets into the chaos in an attempt to take down some of the demons attacking the city. she spotted another fighter on the ground, and quickly dropped down next to them to scope out the situation.

[blcksmk-blog]

Nate held the newly secured baby awkwardly in his arms, looking down at it with an expression of uncertainty. When he had agreed to track down the kidnappers of the baby, kill them, and then return to baby back to it’s parents, who had hired him, he hadn’t thought at all about the brief period where he would have to look after the baby himself. Having been raised to be a killer, he wasn’t exactly sure how to be nurturing to the crying little thing. When it refused to stop crying despite his best efforts, he felt his temper flaring and decided to put the baby down on the bench in front of him for it’s own safety “Okay, what the hell am I even supposed to do with this thing?” He said aloud to himself, his annoyance evident in his tone. 

[heroicdeadshot-blog]

“you gonna keep staring or are you gonna actually talk to me?”

[honeyismss-blog]

“so, apparently we could all die pretty soon. kinda wanna hook up with someone or eat a lot of candy or somethin’ before we do.”

[nightcloakgrayson-blog]

Bruce awoke with a start, papers stuck to the side of his face due to the fact he had fallen asleep on his homework while sitting in a small coffee shop. Glancing around, he looked to see what might have awoken him, while hastily wiping the drool off of the side of his face. Well this was embarrassing.

[honeyismss-blog]

honey lounged on a park bench, a blow pop clenched between pink lips. “can i help ya with somethin?”

[blackcatari-blog]

the black cat dropped onto a fire escape, her hood pulled low over her head and a mask obscuring her features. the vigilante knocked on the window, waiting not so paitently for it to open.