Jamie Wayne-Todd aka &#x27;Fiend&#x27; INACTIVE

Oh the temptation to bring back my old Jason and Jamie blogs into use....

Yeahhhh, never mind.

With the uptick in anon's that I've seen around that made me loose interest and stay gone in the first place a comeback for any of my old blogs isn't happening.

From the throwing around (false) accusations on people, that they support batcest, to the hateful anons that clearly don't care that the people behind these blogs are, just that, PEOPLE, with feelings, lives and other hobbies. To the general entitled anons who think they can tell people how to play their muses.

I've grown to care more for my personal peace and don't blame any blogs who do the same.

None of my DC related blogs will be coming back, the temptation for fun and getting to enjoy this hobby isn't worth dealing with these issues and are what truly drove me to go on my first hiatus.

To the anons who've been being rude to Muns I've checked back up on after a while, fuck you, sincerely. You're what's made this not fun for a lot of people.

People who I used to be friendly with here can find me at @cozy-critter-555 (My main.)

Tldr: I'm gonna focus on my main blog, selfshipping blog, agere blog and other side blogs from now on without bothering with this one or the other DC ones because seriously wtf happened here? It seems like every time I check anons found a new way to harass people.

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Rebooted blogs

@thefiendofgotham Jamie Davis (My oc)

@theredhoodofgotham Jason Todd Wayne (my take on him not the cannon one)

Heya, I'm Fiend, your local hacker/info-broker for hire. I work with gangs, rouges, 'heros' and 'anti-heros'. Anyone who can pay well. Don't ask about my life before Gotham and we won't have problems.

Alias: Fiend

Pronouns: He/Him/They/Them

Sexuality: Omnisexual

Age: 26

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Reboot of this blog!

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Might have accidentally lied about not coming back-

Just not coming back to all my old muses. Currently working on reworks of my take on Jason and my oc Jamie, Planning on reworking them, the spot in their relationship the blogs start on and some lore. Jason is still gonna be more a my own rework on the character, headcannons, fannon and such rather than cannon.

I realized no ones holding a gun to my head and making me play the muses I feel stuck on, I can drop some and remake others and thats just what I'm gonna do. Work keeps me mostly busy but theres some free time I've itched to come back so its just replies on my new muses will be slow most of the time.

My original blogs @theredhoodofgotham-old and @thefiendofgotham-old have been renamed with "-old" at the end so I can make their rebooted blogs have the same urls! (Blogs have already been made for them so I've secured my urls btw.)

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Hiatus indefinite

Hey! Just wanted to mention that I'm ok but probably won't be coming back to play my Muses anytime soon or more likely never.

I've lost the passion/burnt-out for playing my DC muses and have recently gotten a job that leaves me busy.

It was fun while I did it and I'm so glad I met everyone that I've roleplayed with over my few months running rp blogs!

Thank you to anyone who's followed my muses and showed interest in and/ or interacted with them them! It never failed to make my day!

Goodbye, mun Arlow <3

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Obedience

The cuffs are put on him and welded together, they're like a set of ugly gun metal black bracelets, assuming the lack of chain means that they're just to cancel his abilities isn't far fetched. But by now whatever the guy drugged him with has him too weak and dizzy to lift his own head it doesn't much matter what he thinks. All he wants is to be home with Jay, safe, warm. But theres no safe and warm here, and he suspects there won't be any for a long while.

The man says something that Jamie doesn't quite catch before he slips into unconsciousness. When he wakes up he's in a bed room/office space, ankle shackled to the wall with a long length of thick chain, just enough to move to work probably.

But he won't work for them, they can beat and threaten and yell as much as they please, but he's already decided, he rather die than work for them again. He looks around the room, the window is barred and the door heavy looking. He has a bed and a desk with a chair, theres a camera up in the corner of the ceiling, he knows he's under careful watch.

Heavy footsteps approach the room, and the door opens, Alyas walks in, looking like he's won. He hasn't. Jamie will make sure of that. "I see your awake. Have you come to your senses? No matter, you'll do your duty anyway." He says and even without looking at his face Jamie can hear the smug, pompous look in his tone. "You're going to show me all the new tricks you've learned while away." The old man tells him. "Fuck. You." The hacker hisses.

The sharp smack it earns to his cheek stings, but not enough to break him. Alyas grabs him by the chin tightly, forcing him to look at him. "Now now, you forget yourself. I'm your better and you will do as told." Alyas says it firm, like it'll change anything.

Jamie spits in the mans face earning a punch in return, bloodying his nose. Alyas walks out muttering something to another man about 'reminding him his place' and this is where the attempts at beating him into obedience starts.

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You won't be hearing from your little friend anymore, don't bother trying to contact him.

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Branded

Jamie hisses and cusses at the grunt as he injects him with some sort of substance, he's not sure what it is, not at first, not till everything goes fuzzy and he can't move, slumping in his chair.

He's still aware, mostly as the man walks over and sticks the iron into the fire. "Y'know it was stupid ta run. 'lias wouldn'ta been so 'firm' hadya jus' came back." The man says it like Jamie's the stupid one.

Jamie closes his eyes trying to breathe, calm down and think, that is till the man walks behind him, cuts his shirt to expose his shoulders and-

Jamie screams out as searing pain blooms just above between his shoulder blades. white hot burning pain as the Vindicata's seal is branded onto him like fucking cattle. When it's pulled away he's left shaking, sucking in his breath, tears rolling down his face, it hurts, gods it hurts.

The worst part is he knows this isn't over, its never over this soon.

He hears the metallic clink and vaguely sees the man preparing welding gear, and a set of metal cuffs, meta canceling no doubt.

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Guarantee

"what're ya gonna do with me then Alyas..? Kill me?" He hesitates, he can't die, not now. He has Jason to go home to, he can't leave him. It'll break both of them.

"Heavens no, dear.. boy now is it? You're here to work, do what you're good for. No point in killing such a valuable tool." Alyas answers like its simple. "Hell would I agree to work for you again? I've made it on my own. Have a life of my own." Jamie glares at the man, he hates the way Alyas doesn't even blink at his words.

"Oh believe me boy, you'll remember your place. It's a guarantee," he turns starting to walk out before looking at a man who's standing by the door, "Have him prepared and branded, don't harm his hands or anything that would hender him from gathering data and information." He directs before walking out, closing the door behind him.

Jamie squirms in his chair as the man, walks over starting to fiddle with things on the table, sterilizing tools before going over to a fireplace in the corner of the finished basement, starting it before starting to look through various metal branding irons, choosing one, putting it away from the others and coming back to prepare a needle.

Jamie's mind works a million mile a minute to try and think of a way to get free.

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One minute he's walking to his car with his shopping bags in hand, the next his ears are ringing and everything is going dark as he falls to the ground. He didn't even register being hit over the head.

Then he's coming to in a basement, a meta ability canceling collar around his neck and chained to a chair. His head is swimming and ears are ringing and gods his body aches from falling on the asphalt of the parking lot.

Then Jamie hears a voice he'd hope to never hear again. "We told you we'd have you back soon." It comes from a table full of tools and bottles of chemicals, lye, chloroform, bleach, what have you.

"I did what I was told to be free years ago Alyas-" He hisses. "You really thought that task was meant to be accomplished?" Jamie's eyes snap to the sharply dressed older man, Alyas Vindicata, the patriarch, current head of the Vindicata family and his old boss.

See years ago when he was 18 and getting into the data stealing and info broker scene, Alyas caught him stealing from them and shockingly, the old man saw potential, not many could pull that off and nearly, nearly get away with it. So he gave him a job. However Jamie very much underestimated the consequences taking it would bring.

When he wanted out he was told that he'd have to do one last job, a impossible task. And he did it, he took info from all the major families in the city in a matter of 24 hours. However, he was caught by one and the night he was meant to be cut free he got caught up and cornered, in a dark alley. One of the families, he never bothered to find out which one, sent their thugs, they got the best of his 18 year old scrawny and still getting used to his abilities self and beat him with in a inch of his life.

They left him to bleed in that alley, and he barely made it out of there alive. Left with wounds that'd leave him with chronic back pain and the fear of the gods in him he ran, fled his home town and ran as far as he could. He changed his name, got clean and finally was able to transition with this blank slate and build a life he never thought he would have.

But now he's here.

And his heart sinks.

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Jason comes down to the living room with Jamie, pulling him along while the hacker giggles and coos at Robin photos cause 'baby Jay is too precious' and Jason couldn't pry the photo album away.

"I got him down, I did not succeed in getting the Robin photos away from him..."

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“Good good. He needs to see those, you’re married. It’s a tragedy he hasn’t by now.” he looks at jamie and walks over, holding his hand out to shake jamie’s. “Nice to properly meet you.” he smiles but it’s the dad smile. “Sorry about not really talking to you at the wedding. Wanted to leave you to Jason.”

Jason doesn't seem entertained about the photos but knows he'll just have to deal with it.

Jamie smiles at Bruce and returns the handshake, a decent grip with all the merisms of a former socialites child, that no amount of crime and Gotham living can beat out. The real question being Bruce not being able to place who's damn kid this is though. "It's nice to finally meet ya too Mr Wayne, and its no problem I get it." He says politely.

Bruce’s smile grows at the firm handshake and he pats his hand on Jamie’s shoulder. “Come talk to me in my office, so I can get to know you a little better.” he says with a kind smile and starts to walk

Jamie nods and fallows Bruce, Jason starting to follow too. "Dad you aren't seriously gonna have a dad talk with my husband are you-?"

“I do what I want. I’m old.” Bruce answers as he walks into his office with Jamie and closes the door behind them. He goes and sits in his chair before gesturing to a chair across from him. “Make yourself at home. Thought you already have, in my attic.” he laughs softly

Jason stares at the door that just closed in his face blinking.

Meanwhile Jamie sits in the chair folding his hands in his lap, not letting any nerves show if there are any. Something he's learned to do well from his 'work' (talking to criminals and dangerous connections daily.)

"I'm sure this is the part you grill me about who I am and my reasons for marrying your son?" There's no sarcasm to it, just fact, like he already knows what this is probably at least half about.

Jason comes down to the living room with Jamie, pulling him along while the hacker giggles and coos at Robin photos cause 'baby Jay is too precious' and Jason couldn't pry the photo album away.

"I got him down, I did not succeed in getting the Robin photos away from him..."

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“Good good. He needs to see those, you’re married. It’s a tragedy he hasn’t by now.” he looks at jamie and walks over, holding his hand out to shake jamie’s. “Nice to properly meet you.” he smiles but it’s the dad smile. “Sorry about not really talking to you at the wedding. Wanted to leave you to Jason.”

Jason doesn't seem entertained about the photos but knows he'll just have to deal with it.

Jamie smiles at Bruce and returns the handshake, a decent grip with all the merisms of a former socialites child, that no amount of crime and Gotham living can beat out. The real question being Bruce not being able to place who's damn kid this is though. "It's nice to finally meet ya too Mr Wayne, and its no problem I get it." He says politely.

Bruce’s smile grows at the firm handshake and he pats his hand on Jamie’s shoulder. “Come talk to me in my office, so I can get to know you a little better.” he says with a kind smile and starts to walk

Jamie nods and fallows Bruce, Jason starting to follow too. "Dad you aren't seriously gonna have a dad talk with my husband are you-?"

Jason comes down to the living room with Jamie, pulling him along while the hacker giggles and coos at Robin photos cause 'baby Jay is too precious' and Jason couldn't pry the photo album away.

"I got him down, I did not succeed in getting the Robin photos away from him..."

@theredhoodofgotham

“Good good. He needs to see those, you’re married. It’s a tragedy he hasn’t by now.” he looks at jamie and walks over, holding his hand out to shake jamie’s. “Nice to properly meet you.” he smiles but it’s the dad smile. “Sorry about not really talking to you at the wedding. Wanted to leave you to Jason.”