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𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ; the black canary — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖 ; gambit — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 ; ghost rider — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒔𝒐𝒏 ; agent venom — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏 ; nightwing — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
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@troublefm
a dependent roleplay blog ; penned by 𝒂𝒔𝒉.
𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ; the black canary — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖 ; gambit — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 ; ghost rider — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒔𝒐𝒏 ; agent venom — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒔𝒐𝒏 ; nightwing — 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎.
wndflowers:
( @troublefm ) ‘ i know you hate team work - but just hear me out . ’ lorna takes remy’s arm , pulls him to sit at the booth next to her . ‘ how do you feel about some breaking and entering ? ’ for science . kidding ! for a makeshift hq for the mutants .
“ whatchu you mean i hate teamwork ? ” the question is asked incredulously. he might even be just slightly offended; but he allows himself to be tugged along into the booth with her. “ i feel like you really tryin’ to offend me. you know gambit loves him some breakin’ and enterin’. but what we really talkin’ about here ? ”
saviormonster:
closed for dick grayson / @troublefm !
bruce sees the familiar blue & black blur, & it’s hard to resist the smile tugging at his lips. he waits on the rooftop, watching his eldest easily deal with a mugger, & he’s just so damn glad to see him again that — he wants to do something a little stupid, like call his name, his real name, & maybe hug him until he cracks a rib. instead, he waits, only jumping down when the brief struggle is over. ❝ nightwing, ❞ & anyone who knows him would say that his ‘batman voice’ is brimming with warmth, ❝ i hope you don’t mind the lack of assistance ; it seems like you had it handled. ❞
barely broke a sweat dealing with that mugger; it gives him a feeling that it is going to be one of the more relaxed nights. or rather, as relaxed as they could be after the events of the earthquake. one bad guy down and he’s ready to take off to find another— but someone gets the drop on him. which is, well, wild. no one gets the drop on him except for ... bruce. surprise might be more obvious on his face if it weren’t for the domino mask. but dick is anything if not adaptable, recovering quickly as a grin begins to form. “ wouldn’t want you to go and overexert yourself, old man. ” he teases good naturedly. dick initially fights back the urge to take the steps forward and hug the man who had played the role of father to him for so long. had they not been in costume, it would have been the very first thing he did— but, you know what ? screw it. one step, then two. and he’s pulling the batman into that hug. “ it’s good to see you. i ... well, i wasn’t sure i was going to find any of you again. ”
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( * SKULDUGGERY PLEASANT PROMPTS !
—— derek landy.
❛ doors are for people with no imagination. ❜
❛ there’s no such thing as winning or losing. ❜
❛ every solution to every problem is simple. ❜
❛ are you kidding? i jumped off a building — of course i’m hurt. ❜
❛ i love you all, even those i don’t particularly like. that’s you. ❜
❛ don’t be jealous of my genius. ❜
❛ the world is bigger than you know, and scarier than you might imagine. ❜
❛ the only currency worth anything is being true to yourself. ❜
❛ the only goal worth seeking is finding out who you truly are. ❜
❛ since we’re all going to die horribly anyway, what’s there to be worried about? ❜
❛ what does it take to impress young people these days? ❜
❛ tides do what tides do — they turn. ❜
❛ i cannot have chaos erupting around me until i am prepared for it. ❜
❛ i am a collector. i am an observer. i don’t participate. ❜
❛ maybe we should move, pretend we know what we’re doing. ❜
❛ you could have been killed. ❜
❛ when you die, it will be your death and yours alone. ❜
❛ it has been an absolute pleasure knowing you. ❜
❛ i’m in the mood for some fighting. ❜
❛ if you hear any screaming, that’ll be me. ❜
❛ you have caused me so much trouble over the years. it’s almost a shame to end it. ❜
❛ everyone underestimates you. you’re stronger than they know. ❜
❛ you’re stronger than you know. ❜
❛ i think for the moment anyway, we’re all alone. ❜
❛ and you have something i want. ❜
❛ there is a place called reality. ❜
❛ you can escape this place. you just have to have one thing. imagination. ❜
❛ to betray is to act against, i just haven’t acted at all. ❜
❛ aren’t you going to look me in the eye and tell me to do my worst? ❜
❛ i was going to ask that you go easy on me. i’m feeling kind of tender today. ❜
❛ i wish you were right. ❜
❛ of course i’m right. i’m me. ❜
❛ extreme measures are very necessary here! ❜
❛ the greatest enemy we can face is ourselves. ❜
❛ the greatest battle is against the darkness within. ❜
❛ stranger things have happened, and do with alarming regularity. ❜
❛ there is no heroism in war — there are simply things that need to be done. ❜
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frxzenheart:
◜𝗜. 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀 ft. flash thompson !! ( @troublefm )
“i didn’t think i’d see a familiar face amongst this crowd but i can’t say i’m disappointed.” felicia remarks, glass of champagne being pulled towards her lips. “or surprised, really.” she gazes up at the other with uncertainty, unsure where or when anyone in this room was pulled. she still doesn’t really know what’s happening. “long time no see, flash.” name rolls off her tongue with ease as her lips stretch into an amused grin. “enjoying yourself?”
surprise is written clear on his face. last time he saw felicia he still had both his legs and lacked an alien symbiote who liked to beg him for food. it takes a beat before he offers a smile. “ oh, wow ! hey, ‘licia. ” the old nickname kicks in swiftly. “ i’m enjoying myself as much as i can around people with more money than they know what to do with. but how about you ? you’’ve been alright ? ”
𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔.
name : richard “ dick ” grayson .
age : thirty one .
faceclaim : avan jogia .
alias : nightwing .
powers/skills : acrobatics ; peak human condition ; investigation ; martial arts training.
alliance : the titans + batfam .
threat level : 6.5 / 10 .
history file : here .
notable changes from 2012 to the timeline they were pulled from : agent grayson ?? never met him.
last memory before ending up in nyc, 2012 : he was getting ready to return to gotham after a mission for the titans.
pheonixhcart:
◜𝗜. 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 ft. remy lebeau !! ( @troublefm )
arms cross over her chest in slight annoyance as she stands above the crowd of people gathered below. although she didn’t want to be apart of the avengers mingling, she was never fond of the extravagance of the group. it’s hard for jean to not be bitter towards the group who was handed their freedom on a silver platter while mutants were hunted down as if they were prey. it angers her to her core, but she remains calm, a pleased smile gracing her features as she finds remy. it always eased jean to see a familiar face, a teammate. “i can’t wait for this to be over.” she admits with a huff, glancing down at the people once more. “a distraction like this is no good for anyone.”
he would quite literally rather be anywhere but here. the avengers had never shown any interest in mutant affairs before and now only seemed interest in their help when they would benefit. maybe remy ought to look at it as though an olive branch were being extended, but all it did was serve to annoy him immensely. it offered some comfort that he wasn’t alone in that train of thought. “ from you lips to god’s ears, mon ami. ” he raises a glass to her. just water, since he doesn’t trust the vast majority of the people in this room. “ who sees us trapped in a different time and goes thinkin’ that it would be a great moment for a party ? ”
wndflowers:
( @troublefm for flash ! ) they’re about an HOUR into the gala when the girl donned in red turns to her date . ‘ i stick out like a sore thumb - i just wish i had more time to dye and make something that could match with the theme . ’ except , she’s not so sure how she’d look in green . ‘ how much longer do you think you can stick it out ? ’
“ you look amazing, cin. and you aren’t even the only one to blow off the theme. ” he states this all as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. however, he gets it. knows well that the attention ain’t going to be her thing, but felt that she needed to at least hear both the compliment and that she wasn’t alone. and in all honesty ? he isn’t much for this gala thing either. really only wanted to come to see his friends again. plus, flash didn’t have much faith in the rich dishing out good food at an event like this. “ i don’t mind bailing, though. i kinda want a burger and i doubt stark’s fancy chef will be happy if i ask, you know ? ”
zeldadubois:
status: closed character: @troublefm / Any Character location: St. Patrick’s Gala @ Avenger’s Tower
Zelda figures it wasn’t like the avengers would miss any of this stuff. In fact she was pretty sure that they wouldn’t even notice. Zelda slips one of the many expensive looking decorations into her purse. Though it’s possible she could have an audience. “You didn’t see anything.” Zelda gives them a smile. “Right?”
she makes a quick motion over her mouth as though she is zipping her lips. aside from the after school drama grade mean girl she encountered earlier, dinah isn’t here to ruffle any feathers. “ no one will hear a peep from me. besides, i’m pretty sure i am way out of my jurisdiction here. so, do what you gonna do. ”
avaayala:
growing up in east new york, ava was also not familiar with glamorous parties nor was she fond of them. she never liked the idea of the rich waltzing around on the backs of the middle and lower classes around them. but, now wasn’t the time to host speech on why she wants to eat the rich. the avengers are the only reason she’s even here in this get up, and though she feels nice in it, it’s not what she’s used too. “manhattan, please.” is all she says to the bartender as she sits down, figure turning towards the crowd around her. her head only turns when she hears the other mutter, lips tugging upward as she lets out a scoff. “i don’t know how throwing an expensive party is gonna help any of us get home, but.” she pauses, face falling flat once more. “the avengers know it all so. what do i know?”
“ this has stark written all over it. ” he comments dryly while turning to his new companion at the bar. robbie doesn’t personally hold anything against the avengers, but he will easily admit to a gala being a bit much given the situation at hand. and so, the sarcasm comes full force. “ gotta a purple grape that wants to kill us off ? displaced in time ? sounds like we need to party ! being this rich must be a wild ride. ”
wndflowers:
( @rewrittenstart ) ‘ oh - i would never be caught in green . ’ instead she’s donned in black & gold dress , lips lined rouge as blue hues flicker over the other . ‘ you , though . in that get up ? a brave soul - AND i’ll drink to that . ’ even with her accent , her voice always seemed laced with venom .
it took every ounce of willpower not to roll her eyes and give the blonde the bird. instead— being the mature and kind person that dinah was— she resorted to name calling. “ no one asked for you opinion, regina george. so, you can keep your high school grade catty remarks to yourself and keep drinking. ”
( @rewrittenstart ) he feels a little ridiculous. stuffed into a rented suit and feeling both uncomfortable and entirely out of place. they don’t do galas in hillrock heights. so, unless some people are going to get sloppy drunk and start fighting he’ll likely remain feeling out of his element. “ can i get a whiskey neat ? thanks. ” he asks the bartender. “ thank god there is an open bar at this thing. ”
wndflowers:
a pause , before she has to break into a smile . ‘ i do not say oh my god like that , just saying . ’ it’s true ; daisy’s been through SO MUCH SHIT these past years , and somehow has always managed to smile at the end . ‘ it’s good to see you too - a part of me thought we’d never be reunited . ’ she’s glad that life didn’t work out that way . ‘ wanna catch up ? some coffee , maybe ? i can sneak ya’ into stark’s place as a guest and all . ’
“ i don’t know. i feel like my impression of you is pretty spot on. ” there is a ghost of a smile on his face, threatening to break out fully at a moments notice. as good as it is to see her again, part of him wants to focus on the mission at hand— but he’s been living in his car and damn, does coffee sound real good right now. so, he nods. “ i could go for some coffee. but is it sneaking in if i’m there as your guest ? ”
𝐒𝐓. 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀 ↳ 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶.