Dick Grayson
14 February 2013 @ 10:39 pm

[The feed clicks on to show a woman with orange skin, lots of red hair, and pupil-less green eyes, wearing not very comfortable looking purple armor, but she certainly pulls it off. Jinks is sitting next to her on Dick's couch, looking more or less content with his new friend, who scratches his ears distractedly before she says anything. She looks a little pensive, because she's been sort of turning this situation over in her mind for a while before saying anything about it or making a judgment.]

I don't like prison ships, or prisons much in general, and I certainly know better than to trust someone who makes extraordinary promises unless I'm given good reason to.

But, [And her expression softens, gets more fond.] Dick seems to think you're trying to do good work here, and it certainly sounds as if he's accomplished something incredible with the help of your "Admiral", so I wish you all well in what you hope to achieve. Redemption is, after all, a noble goal to reach for.

[And with that more serious statement out of the way, she manages an actual smile.]

My name is Koriand'r, but feel free to shorten it to Kory. It seems there are quite a few people I'm already acquainted with on board, but I'm pleased to meet the rest of you. [And the friendly smile gets a little more wry, because lol Dick are you turning into the male version of a crazy cat lady.] And I'd be very interested to know when, exactly, Dick decided to get a cat.

Dick Grayson
11 October 2012 @ 05:05 pm
[The audio clicks on first, and there's a grumbled swear before something strikes the communicator once and gets the video going. There's a lovely shot of the ceiling of Dick's apartment before a Steller's Jay pokes his head into view.]

Not that I'm necessarily complaining about being able to fly again, but it sort of feels like we just did this one. [And as fun as it was for the first couple hours last time, he's a little bummed he's missing things like fingers and a normal mouth.]

I guess most of the people who were here then are gone, now, but I still figured I'd turn into a pirate again before I went back to being a bird. Is anyone who was around for the last one a different animal?

[Spam for the Hallways]

[... Alright, when he said he was a little bummed about getting stuck like this again, it is pretty cool to be able to actually fly. So while he's not zipping around the hallways and preforming arcobatics or anything, he's still out and about keeping tabs on everyone else, and making sure there wasn't going to be a repeat performance of one of the big predators trying to eat him.

Which, admittedly, there was less of a chance of, what with Slade being gone, but still. It never hurt to be extremely overprepared.]

[ooc: Dick can communicate with anyone, and feel free to start multiple threads in the spam, I don't have any definitive timeline plans or anything. c: Steller's Jays are about a foot tall, for size reference.]
Dick Grayson
27 August 2012 @ 11:34 pm
[Open Spam for the Hallways, Backdated to before the flood ended]

[As messed up as it was, Dick was actually really enjoying this flood. You could spend as much time as you wanted in the gym here, and it still wasn't quite the same as actively running a gauntlet where you risked serious injury and/or death if you weren't fast enough, and he'd run the sims in his danger room facility enough that it wasn't really a challenge anymore.

This was different, and he really needed the distraction for the time being, so instead of staying put and waiting the flood out in his room, he'd been roaming the hallways aimlessly, dodging darts and spears and moving floor tiles and sudden narrow, practically invisible bridges stretched across sudden vast gaps in the floor. It wasn't exactly
normal, but it was something he could do to keep his mind active and not wallow, and it never hurt to brush up on how to not get yourself killed.

At the moment, the hallway he was walking down seemed more or less normal (for the flood, anyway), with well worn bricks that looked vaguely Egyptian, maybe, or at least something that seemed at home in the desert lining the walls and floor. It was dark, and he'd reached into his jacket pocket for a mag light, carefully sweeping the light methodically over the corridor, checking for any traps. There were markings on the floor, and he crouched down to look at them, carefully tracing a finger over one of the characters. Definitely not Egyptian, then. Nothing he recognized, actually, which meant maybe this was some kind of space Egyptians or from another culture or something else entirely, and it was those thoughts that distracted him a little bit as he stood up and carefully continued his way down the hallway.

... Only to have the floor drop out from underneath him. He dropped the flashlight with a surprised shout, and it rolled down the hall and bounced off a corner of brick, illuminating the opposite wall. Dick caught himself before he actually fell, whacking his chin on the floor and grunting a little as he tried to reorient himself. He could pull himself up pretty easily, but he wasn't sure if the rest of the floor was booby trapped or not, and with footsteps coming down around the corner, and a shadow suddenly appearing on the wall the flashlight was lighting up, he figured a head's up to whoever was coming was probably necessary.]

The floor's a little unstable over here. Just a friendly tip.

[ooc: Multiples welcome! I'm assuming this is after Kirk and Shego have left timeline wise but am otherwise very flexible. c:]
Dick Grayson
13 July 2012 @ 05:34 pm
[Dick's voice is still his own, but gravelly. It's more of a glass in throat variety than the Batvoice, really, and in case it wasn't painfully obvious by the creepy stalking he's been doing and breaking into other people's rooms, he's entirely flood affected and has swapped personalities with Rorschach.]

Worked a case, once. Woman stood on ledge of building, holding her baby. Said she didn't want to live in this wicked, wicked world. Didn't want her child growing up in it. Assumed she was going to jump. Tried reassuring her, telling her to come inside, talk this over. Think about it.

Misjudged scenario.

Threw child when other officer grabbed her. Never meant to jump. Wanted to "save" her baby from this wicked, wicked world.

Caught baby, but still didn't feel good about that night. Felt alone in a crowded city. No one to rely on, no cops, no partners. And death was always close in Bl├╝dhaven. [And, story time over, he clicks off the feed.]
Dick Grayson
15 June 2012 @ 02:46 pm
[Dick switches on the video feed and smiles a little awkwardly at the camera. He's not really one for video blogging or anything, and addressing a boat load of strangers about whatever the hell's happening feels weird. He's wearing a blue Gotham City Police Department uniform, and is sitting in Dick's room on the Barge - one of the penthouse apartments the Bats use as a safehouse.]

For anyone I haven't spoken with yet, my name's Officer Dick Grayson, and I'm with the Gotham City PD. I get that we haven't been kidnapped and we're going to be heading home in a while, but if anyone needs a hand as long as we're here for, I'd be happy to help out. [Basically, Dick is an eager rookie cop who was never adopted by Bruce after his parents were murdered. :c]

How many other people have found stuff that looks like it should belong to them, but... doesn't? Like, this is definitely not my apartment- [Which is said in a way that conveys he'd never be able to afford it and feels like he's dirtying the place up just by sitting on the couch.] And I feel like I would have remembered getting my picture taken with Bruce Wayne. [He holds up a picture of himself and Bruce for people to see what he's talking about before putting it down again and sort of clearing his throat.]

Anyway. I was just curious.
Dick Grayson
28 April 2012 @ 01:37 pm
[Extremely Broad Friends Filter - if you've had a single positive conversation with him over the past year and a couple months, you're on it.]

So, has anyone noticed anything different about themselves?

[Private to Tim]

How do you feel about sparring later today? [This is totally not code for I'm checking up on you and if you choose to read that into it well. Dammit Tim. Why would you ever think that? It's not like that's something he would do. >>]

[Private to Buffy]

So. [This is a little awkward. :c] Should we maybe talk about what happened?

[Private to Jim, added later]

Can I come over?

[ooc: Dick's totally unaffected. Come bother him though. c:]
Dick Grayson
30 March 2012 @ 03:33 pm

[Hey Barge, it's Tim! Except he's... broadcasting from Dick's journal. In Dick's room. And he's younger than the Tim who's usually on the Barge, looking maybe a little slimmer and shorter than usual, with shorter hair and generally looking less... mature teenager who's been through some shit and more lol I am a shy little nerd.

He's done some network stalking, fully explored Dick's apartment and stashed the Robin costume somewhere safe and changed into normal clothes that look just a little too big for him, and (mostly) satisfied that this isn't some elaborate scheme by some villain has decided to say hi to the Barge at large.]

Hey, I'm Tim. I'm filling in for Dick for now, but I guess we're both here normally anyway? [He knows, he's checked and man it's weird to see and hear yourself in threeish years on old video feed.]

How does that work, exactly? Running into yourself never seems to work out whenever it happens in fiction.

Anyway. Does anyone have any information about the ship? I'd love to get a look at some of the schematics. This is way different from anything we have back home. [Especially since he's just a boring teenager from New Jersey right guys. :V]

[Private to Rorschach]

Hey. I guess you probably know by now, but Dick's not around, so, if you need anything, let me know and I'll see what I can do.

[ooc: Replies will be coming from [personal profile] ikeptstaringatyou. Tim is about fifteen and is from before his life became TERRIBLE so say hello to slightly happier less crushed by the world Robin Tim.]
Dick Grayson
08 March 2012 @ 11:34 am

[Dick is broadcasting from his room like nothing's unusual, because as far as he's she's concerned, this is just another totally normal day on the Barge. Seriously, business as usual.]

So, does anyone know what this flood is actually doing? Besides making people apparently just. Whining more on the network than usual? Because no offense, but you all look the same to me. And I'm sure whatever's convincing you that something's different'll go away in a few days.

That said, again, if anyone has a more conclusive idea of what's going on other than clothes not fitting correctly, I'd be happy to hear about it.

Tammy, Jamie, whoever - you guys want to play paintball? I know we don't use the "B" word around here unless we want lava raining from the sky and monkeys trying to tear our faces off, but I won't lie, the whole being stuck in my room, wiped out with bronchitis antsy-ness hasn't really worn off.

[ooc: Dick is - obviously - affected and as far as she's concerned has always been Rachel Grayson, and all of you affected people are your correct genders to her, i.e. Tim has always been Tam Drake, Steph is Stephen and so on and so forth. She is also pretty much exactly the same as Dick, as he's already in touch with his feelings and affectionate with people he cares about and stuff. I will be answering replies with [personal profile] alwaysanacrobat because omnomnomnom icons.]
Dick Grayson
13 February 2012 @ 04:02 pm
Is anyone still around who can say if there's an actual set date for when the snow stops falling on deck? I remember when it ended last year, but if it's something actually consistent - not that I'm really expecting it to be, given how this place works - I figured it might be good to know.

Figure we might as well take advantage of it while it's still around, right?

[Filtered to Friends - if you think you're on it, you are]

So, snowball fight or paintball in the CES? Or both, if that's what people want.

... And, uh, does anyone have any Barge dating advice maybe? [Hnnng embarrassing cutting off the connection now and probably deleting that last part, feel free to have seen it.]

[Private to Buffy]

Hey, uh, I was wondering if you'd maybe want to go grab lunch with me? You know, if you're not busy or anything.

[ooc: Dick is affected, currently crushing on Buffy and yes. Have at. :U]
Dick Grayson
26 December 2011 @ 04:57 pm
[Dick clicks on the camera, and he, too, is proudly wearing a new red and green Christmas sweater. He's also considerably shorter and younger looking than usual, but does not seem all that confused or bothered by what's going on.]

Tim, this is so cool, you have to come see this! [He holds up two Batman action figures, complete with awesome grappling hook accessories and things to play fight with because action figures are excellent like that. One is of Bruce as Batman and the other - little does Dick actually know - is the uniform he'll be wearing as Batman, which is subtly different from what he's used to Bruce wearing.]

I didn't even know they made stuff like this! [Or if they did, it wasn't really accurate, since the Gotham vigilantes tend to stay out of the limelight and therefore usually any "Batman" stuff produced was kind of majorly lacking compared to this stuff.]

I don't know why there are two Batmans, though. I mean, the costume's a little different on this one, but it doesn't look like what he wears. [Added quickly:] I think. [Since he's never seen Batman before right. :V]

... Hey, Rorschach are you okay? Let me know where you are. [And if you're affected. :c

Jim, do you still have your action figures? [Don't judge me I might kind of want to play with them. :c]

And for anyone who's not sure where you are, everything's going to be fine. If you need anything, let someone know and one of us will help you, I promise.

[ooc: Dick is going to be basically acting like his fourteen year old self, but remembers the Barge and knows there's a flood going on and he's affected. Despite the icons, he is not dressed in the Robin suit, I just love the art from Year One and had to use them instead of pb icons. :c]
Dick Grayson
07 December 2011 @ 03:12 pm
[The feed clicks on just as the communicator clatters to the floor, quickly followed by loud, very excited dog barking, so have a nice shot of the ceiling of Dick's room. Aristotle is busy jumping all over Dick's flood counterpart, who you can probably hear trying to get him to calm down, in English and Romanian, both of which sound pretty good accent wise, although from the continued barking, it's pretty clear it's not working.

So it's a few minutes before he finds the communicator and thinks to pick it up. He fumbles with it a little before you get a pretty decent shot of a dark haired kid, who looks about fourteen and is dressed pretty simply, but a little classically, in a white collared shirt and dark pants.]

Hello? [He taps the screen.] What is this, some kind of radio?

[Aristotle shoves himself next to him, sniffing the communicator, and Dick is carefully pushing him aside before he starts licking it or something gross like that.]

I don't know where I am, but... I have your dog?

[ooc: So Dick has swapped places with a Romanian American kid living in Gotham from around 1940ish who for the sake of my sanity is still being called Richard, because I like being quasi self referential like that. The first super heroes of the DCU have started popping up over the last two years or so and the US has entered WWII like usual.]
Dick Grayson
31 July 2011 @ 01:58 pm
[Dick's managed to get the communicator on, but since he's definitely not capable of picking it up and carrying it around with him, it's still on his bedside table from the night before the flood started. Although he's a bird and therefore pretty expressionless, Dick is actually pretty excited that he's been able to fly, and if he were human, would be smiling like woah.

He's a Steller's Jay, which is about the size of a Blue Jay, native to the American West and generally a pretty awesome animal.]

You know, I spent a lot of my childhood wondering what it was like to fly. Being an acrobat and skydiving and all that gets you pretty close, but it's just not the same thing. This... This is pretty awesome.

I mean, obviously I'm starting to miss opposable thumbs - [And here he's lifting one foot to show off his lack of fingers.] But this isn't permanent, so might as well enjoy it while we can, right?

[And with that, he's off to do a few swoops around his room, some of which can be seen from the camera. After a moment, realizing he's left the comm on, he swoops back over and adds:] And if someone could look in on Aristotle for me, that would be great. I'm pretty sure I'm not big enough to refill his food dish when I'm like this.

[Spam, backdated to day one of the flood]

[There is a Steller's Jay flying around the Barge, generally enjoying being able to fly, which means a lot of aerial tricks and taking corners way too quickly and swooping and generally making a bit of a scene. He will literally be all over - except warden locked areas, since he's not big enough to carry his item around with him - so feel free to run into him wherever you like.]

[ooc: I believe the plan is for Slade to mock hunt Dick, who will then run screaming head to Tim's room because small birds are like tasty snack food to panthers, but anyone is welcome to encounter him around the Barge. Milbury, if you want to spam him after he gets there with David, I'm totally down. :D]
Dick Grayson
09 June 2011 @ 02:01 pm
[Dick Grayson, AGE TWELVE, is looking pretty smug and uninterested in all your OH NO WHERE AM I HAVE I BEEN KIDNAPPED flailing on the network, because he remembers the Barge and thinks he's been here as a twelve year old troll of a warden this whole time.]

This is totally queer. Is this going to be one of those stupid floods where no one ever finds out the pattern to it? Because those really blow chunks.

And is anyone not affected except me?

[Private to Costigan]

Yo. You still you?

[ooc: Dick is from the infamous series ALL STAR BATMAN AND ROBIN THE BOY WONDER often shortened to ASBAR. Because it's Frank Miller, it's pretty casually offensive and as such I apologize for anything this small troll says to your characters during this flood.]
Dick Grayson
25 April 2011 @ 11:31 am
Eddie Brock's in Zero after taking hostages, smashing up the greenhouse and not exactly going down quietly when asked politely. I'm not actually sure who most of the hostages were, but I'll probably remember once this flood or whatever it is is over.

If you want details on what happened and how he's being punished, just message me here, but I'm going to be passing out in the infirmary for a while, so replies might take a couple hours.

[Private to Nygma]

You've got some 'splaining to do.

Post-Flood, Infirmary Spam for Cissie )

[ooc: Replies from Dick will be from after the flood's over because he is seriously passing out for a few hours, and if anyone wants to spam him in the infirmary, that can certainly be arranged.

ALSO his personality altering thing is being less guilt ridden/Bruce issues and stuff, so he's basically just more noticeably self confident and stuff.]
Dick Grayson
23 April 2011 @ 04:48 pm
[Dick's already spent a decent amount of time investigating the situation - always be prepared might as well be the Bat motto rather than the Boy Scouts - and the communicator's not all that hard for him to work around. So, instead of fumbling video or accidental audio posts, you get a steady image of him in his room, sitting on one of the couches in the penthouse. He looks somewhere in his late teens - he's actually seventeen, but appears a little older - and is dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans. His left arm is in a sling, but he's handling things just fine one handed.]

Whatever this is, assuming there's a shot I've just swapped places with my counterpart instead of actually just... whatever else could be going on, I would really like to know when I can get back to where I'm supposed to be. Or go back to being the correct age or whatever. I still have some things that need to get taken care of back home.

[Which basically means I need to get my life back on track, because he's just been fired and dropped out of college and tossing this on top of the pile is kind of a bummer, if you can imagine.]

How much does time pass while we're here? Is there a difference, or are we basically moving in real time?

[He looks around the apartment. It's pretty clear that he lives here, but this particular penthouse is unfamiliar to him - Bruce bought it and converted it into a safe house a while after Dick's current timeline. He hasn't investigated the closet and found his Nightwing gear yet, nor has he found Costigan's file - which is safely locked away - but he's been skimming backlogs like crazy.]

And I guess I'm supposed to be making contact with Bill Costigan?

[Private to Bruce]

Why did you call me Batman?
I know you're here.
Assuming you give a damn

[lol no real message for Bruce. :c]
Dick Grayson
30 March 2011 @ 05:13 pm
[Dick has some slight bags under his eyes, but looks considerably less miserable then he did in his first post. He's sitting on the couch in his room, Costigan's wandering around in the general area of the kitchenette, and all in all, he's a little more Robin and a little less scared orphan.]

Tim and I wanted to know why we're in space, but we're not getting sucked out into it and can breathe and stuff when we're on deck. Does anyone know why?

Are we actually going anywhere, or are we just kind of... going until someone comes to take us back home?

[He looks off screen for a minute before sort of shyly saying to the off camera inmate:] Hey, Bill?

[He wants to ask how to leave messages for people specifically without telling the whole ship he'd been up all night crying about his parents, so after a beat turns back and switches the feed off.]

[Private to Mal, after filters are explained]

Thank you for coming over last night.

[Private to Tim; added after talking to Steph]

That girl, Steph, is looking for you. I don't know why, but she said she lost you.

[Spam for Costigan]

[Dick put the communicator down, fidgeting on the couch a little uncomfortably before looking back over at Costigan. He'd still been keeping an eye on him - a fact Dick really appreciated, considering how little attention he seemed to get back home - but the kid felt bad about totally losing it. He didn't know if Bruce had warned him about the nightmares or anything, although he assumed he knew what had happened to his parents.] I'm sorry I kept you up last night.
Dick Grayson
28 March 2011 @ 09:39 am
[After some impressive fumbling and a couple seconds of audio and video that was pretty clearly accidental, you get a shot of a pretty freaked out Dick, who is eight years old and from only about four weeks or so from after his parents were killed. He's in his room, sitting on the floor, and sort of but not really curled in on himself a little while trying to look somewhat impressively brave.

He's kind of failing at it.]

Mr. Wayne? Alfred?

... I don't know where I am. Does anyone know how to get back to Gotham? Or just... Does anyone know how to call the police? Who kidnapped us?

[He looks around the room, not really seeming to care that the communicator is still broadcasting and stares bug eyed at something off screen for a few seconds before mumbling:]

Where am I? Is anyone gonna -

[He cuts himself off, biting his lip before turning the feed off.]
Dick Grayson
13 March 2011 @ 01:19 am
[There's a short pause between the feed clicking on and Dick speaking.]

My parents were murdered when I was eight. I was there when it happened. It was... [He takes a slow breath.] It felt like my whole life was just falling apart and I had no idea what was going to happen or where I was supposed to go or how I was supposed to live without the two most important people in my life.

But I got lucky, because someone was there that night who knew what it was like to have their parents taken away from them. He took me in, gave me a home and support and made life feel like it was worth living again. I know I got lucky. A lot of kids... A lot of kids lose parents and just end up going through foster home after foster home, and if Bruce hadn't been there, that's probably what would have happened to me. I would have been alone and lost, with no idea what I was supposed to do with my life.

Instead, I got a family. They've helped me become the person I am today and I can't thank them enough for it. I've had an amazing life, even if it's not always sunshine and rainbows, and I love my family more then anything.

... I'll always miss my parents. That hurt never goes away, and there isn't a day that goes by where I don't think about them and wish I could talk to them just one more time, but I...


I wouldn't trade what I have now for the world.

[... Oh crap. Didn't mean to say any of that out loud, to everyone. Fuck you, floods. :|]
Dick Grayson
17 February 2011 @ 01:28 am
[Dick sounds... cheerful... er than usual, especially considering he's been a little business mode-y/generally mopey these last few days. What could possibly be going on, Barge?]

Hey buddy! Listen, I know you said you were working on something for a couple days, but can you afford to slip away for a while? We should totally hang out, you know, catch up and stuff. It'll be great.

Oh, and how's your rib? I'm still really sorry about that, by the way. I know I've apologized like, eight times already but I still feel kinda lousy about it, you know?

[Guess who's 100% affected? :|]
Dick Grayson
07 February 2011 @ 12:42 pm
[There's a second or two of silence before Dick starts speaking, because he is very consciously trying to stop himself from blurting out "Holy _______" statements and adding Bat to the beginning of nouns, and it is quite the uphill battle, unfortunately. His "superpower" is basically adopting Burt Ward Robin's speech patterns TO THE XTREME. :|]

I'm not feeling great. Anyone needs me, I'm gonna be in my Bat-

... I'll be kind of scarce.

[Filtered to people who know THE BIG SECRET. So basically Tim, Steph, Wally, Costigan, Hayley, Spike, etc. Ask if not sure.]

Holy redundant flood, Admiral, this had better only be for a couple days. I'm starting to talk like the Robin from the BatTV Show character flood again and the Batnovelty's already seriously worn off. How's everyone else holding up?