Voice Testing / Venting About Canon

[sciencewhizard]

You can keep giving me this whole deal about alternate universes all you want; I get it. It's scientifically possible, mun - I'm not gonna buy your "magical" little story about my world being some sort of fiction. Do you think that honestly makes me feel any better?

Yeah, it's really nice to know that there are other me's out there, running way past the speed of sound. Here I am stuck just below a sonic boom.

And what's with Bart bringing up my lack of Allen genes, huh?

And don't even get me started on that mission Artie had at Cape Canaveral. I already know your heart can't take many more surprises like that.

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[sciencewhizard]

Kill- What?

[ Now he's confused. ] Huh... there was some other version of me mentioning stuff called... the Speed Force?

My mun seems to know about it, but it's all news to me.

[flyingg]

It got worked around, and I can see that's not the case with you, so you don't need to worry about it. I'm pretty sure that if you need to know about any of it, you'll find out. Or something.

Still, I wanted you to know that it's not more of news than I can handle, 'kay? It's not a choice that I can stick to, but I'm not going to point fingers or judge those who have.

*not after having one brother killed then brought back again wrong, and seeing... technically two of the people he's gone out on patrol every night with spines severed by bullets. He can't judge anyone for choosing another life.*

[sciencewhizard]

But don't you ever worry that the cowl'll eat you alive or something?

[ We're still not sure why he's up and left the hero thing, but it was probably something nerve-rattling. ]

[flyingg]

... you mean it already hasn't? *a beat, and then his eyes crinkle* No, really, it's... difficult to consider myself committing to anything else. Silly, huh?

*of course. Oh, well, Dick can hope that it's something more benign*

[sciencewhizard]

[ Snort. ]

Olympic gymnastics, or something?

[ No... he really can't imagine Dick doing anything else either.

[flyingg]

*face-scrunch* I think I'm a bit old to start now? Maybe coaching.

*okay, he's done athletics, especially trapeze, training as a day job before. But... as a day job.*

[sciencewhizard]

[ Reaches up tentatively to squish Dick's cheeks. ]

Never too old. ... Well. Maybe. But hey! I've been looking to add acrobatics to my already amazing repertoire. [ Griiiiin. ]

You should teach me one day.

[flyingg]

*eyebrows up, eyes brighter with the grin*

Yeah? Look at all the time we could have used to this purpose already...

*here, Wally. Have a surprise hair-ruffle*

[sciencewhizard]

[ bgt4iieneognego He flails like crazy. ]

[flyingg]

*smirkity smirks* See, there we go.