Homeless. Dusting him off. Beware the mouth

[deadbirdarising]

...oh you've got to be fucking kidding me. Again?!? Look, I get it. You 'miss my brand of crazy' but really?!?

No one fucking cares. And this halfbaked idea you have about some punk ass kid who happens to grow up to be him? Drop it. Now.

Or I'll make you drop it.

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[cyberclops]

Good luck with that.

Doubt you'll have a fuckin' chance, but I'm rootin' for yuh, champ.

[deadbirdarising]

[This'll be Jason, threading his fingers through his hair and fighting the urge to just slam his head into the wall. Or someone else's. Either or.]

Yeah, doubt I'm going to have a whole lot of luck with that, either. Fucking sadist.

[supermanspal]

Threats don't really work so much with the muns.

Not that I know because I haven't yet had reason to threaten mine, but hey. You never know.

Good luck, though.

[deadbirdarising]

[Eyes this new guy, smirking a little. Honestly, he didn't look like he could threaten a leaf, let alone an actual person.]

You do very much threatening there, buddy?

[supermanspal]

[Jimmy raises his chin just a little bit.]

I actually fought Darkseid, you know. On my own. With whacky superpowers.

[deadbirdarising]

'Whacky superpowers'.

I think you just made my point for me.

[supermanspal]

Hey, blame Darkseid. He's the one that made me the vessel for the New Gods' power.

voice of reason alert

[thepinkone]

Excuse me, mister, but. Um. I know muns can be a pain, believe me, but... do you think you could maybe watch your language? There are young ears around!

I make no promises that J will behave XD

[deadbirdarising]

[Wait. Wha..?

No, seriously. What the ever fuck.

On one hand, he was being confronted by a kindergartner. On the other....shit. Kindergartner.

Biting back the automatic response, he arched a brow down at the child.]

Well, then maybe 'young ears' shouldn't hang around people who didn't invite them.

[neverrobin]

You done whining yet?

[deadbirdarising]

Well, that depends. You done being annoying yet?

[neverrobin]

Not really, no.

Also, if I'd ever had any doubt the old man raised you, that sentence would have erased it completely.

[deadbirdarising]

[He had no idea who this kid was or why he was there....but somehow, this random masked moron had managed to find the absolute worst topic possible.

That mostly neutral annoyed look fell away before Terry had even finished the sentence.]

And just who the fuck are you?

[neverrobin]

Let's see, black suit, pointy ears, giant bat on my chest? I must be Captain Marvel.

[deadbirdarising]

Let's see. You sound young, he likes that. Snarky, he doesn't like that all that much but he gets over it if you've got enough to offer. Skin tight body suit that covers everything without actually leaving anything to the imagination? He loves that. I'm gunna go out on a limb here and add 'orphan or soon to be orphan', 'daddy issues', and 'burning desire to prove that you're not as worthless as his eyes say you are' to the list.

So is this how he's dressing his sidekicks nowadays? What, don't have the legs for the scaly panties? Then again, after Big Bird who does?

[goddamn_midnighter]

I've got two brochures for you. One for anger management, the other one's for ballet. Pick your poison.