rubycity_ooc | May Test Drive

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

1. Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

2. Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

3. The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

4. The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

5. The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

6. The Coffee Joint: A lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

7. Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

1. Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

2. Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

3. Bad weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

4. Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Your absence has certainly left a sizable hole in my life. [He quips, dryly.]

[But business. She's fresh off the train, and, lucky for her, has him to give her the orientation he never really got.]

Welcome to Ruby City, Batgirl. Or Purgatory [he amends]. Either one is equally applicable in this case.

Imagine Arkham as a small city filled with (mostly) heroes, trapped in an inter-dimensional pocket cut off from space-time altogether, and you may get an idea of the amount of dickery [he's learned words from Jason, god] you now have the joy of putting up with.

Prisoners here are abducted from any point in their personal timeline, and from different worlds and dimensions altogether. [He ticks off his fingers.] A younger, less horrible Todd, for one. A sane Riddler. An alternate-world Joker. And me.

[He's been here for a little while.]

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[Alright, alright. Serious time. She'll tease him a bit more later.

The frown on her face grows deeper as he continues. Unconsciously she readjusts her hold on the staff.]

Wait. Back up. Purgatory? We're not dead are we? Because I think I'd remember dying, or even almost dying. [Again.]

Todd? You mean Jason Todd? Robin Numero Two? And the Joker?

Metaphorical Purgatory. We are very much so alive. Probably. Simply lacking access to many modern luxuries. I hope you enjoy literature, because television is a thing of the past.

[Looks like you won't be finding out what happens in the next episode of Scandal, Steph.]

[At Todd's name, he crosses his arms, giving a roll of his eyes.]

The very same. Sort of. He's somewhat more tolerable - at the very least, less dedicated than our time's counterpart to shooting me in the chest. [Improvements.]

The Joker is, evidently, the Red Hood, in his version of reality. Jack Napier, he's-- [His lips curl into a disgusted snarl, as if the words he's about to say are truly, awfully unbelievable.] --Nice.

You're kidding me. Please tell me you're kidding me.

[But she has to know what happens next!

There's a tiny groan as she drags a hand down her face.]

Silver linings, I guess, we aren't dead. Any ideas on how we all wound up here?

[She listens to him talk about Jason, her grip tightening at the mention of Damian getting shot in the chest. The idea of Joker being nice nearly has her snorting in disbelief.]

Are either of those things allowed?

There's hot water. [He points out. Helpfully, and ~~with not a single trace of sarcasm~~ with all the sarcasm. All of it.] So we have that going for us.

If you ask politely, I may allow you to use the generator I built to charge your devices. Otherwise, feel free to enjoy the delightful sounds of nature in place of actual music.

[He's enjoying this, although a scowl is painted across his face at the question.]

Abduction. As far as I'm aware, there's a group of spellcasters maintaining this conjuring and kidnapping people out of their worlds and timelines. Strangely enough, they very rarely show their faces. I thought you might have been one; they are said to appear here most often.

Occasionally some citizens are sent back, but are often abducted again for reasons unknown.

[Dickery.]

And whether or not they are allowed, they simply are.

Little miracles. [Forever the optimist.] And here I had almost worn Oracle down to letting me install an MP3 player into the cowl.

[Or well, she was working on a very useful power point to see if she could convince Oracle instead of doing her homework the other day. It was a very compelling power point too.]

Alright. So. Let's go find these guys and tell them to knock it off and send all of us back. They can't hide forever. Plus we've been trained by Batman - [well she had some training by Batman] - "World's Greatest Detective". Bet we can find them.

[MP3 players are so, so important on long, boring stake-outs. Damian has already tricked out both his phone and his comms device for music and apps both. Thank god for Instagram.]

I think we both know who'll be pulling the weight on this mission.

[Snarky little bastard.]

However--

[He smirks, eyebrow raising haughtily, and holds up a fist for a proper brofist-fistbump of Dangerous Duo collaboration.

As Grayson would say, shh, he's learning.]

--I suppose it won't be all that disagreeable to work with you, again.

[So precious.]

[Snarky little bastard indeed.]

Oh, if you're so sure I won't weigh you down.

[And then he raises his hand and -

Brofist. He wants to brofist. Damian Wayne, the little Assassin-That-Could, wants to brofist her.

She can almost hear Dick. He's learning indeed.

With a grin she moves in for the fistbump.]

I could think of worse partners to work with. Between the two of us we'll knock the socks off these guys and get everybody home.

Remember, I get to be worse cop when we do.

[All too seriously, the bump is made, and the partnership forged.

Who even taught him this.

(Todd. It could only be Todd.)]

For now, I will introduce you to Batcave 2.0, get you fully up to speed, and from there we can develop a plan of attack.

[He hops back to the ledge, grapple gun at the ready, and tilts his head in challenge.]

Try and keep up.

I think I can handle being bad cop.

[She might have to thank him for this, if she ever finds out.

Collapsing her bo staff she slips it back into place before drawing out her own grapple gun.]

Lead the way.

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