usedacrobatics | ROBIN √ 001 √ 3-19-13

[The gear snaps on after falling out of the bag. Heard in the background is the sound of a Pokeball releasing its occupant, and wings flapping. The Pokemon, a Taillow, nudges the Pokegear towards the edge of—yes, it’s a roof. The bag was tossed up on to the roof of Mom’s house, the gear and Pokeball were jostled by the impact, and they are now both looking over the edge at a boy dressed in a red and black bodysuit, with a yellow and black cape. He’s climbing out of the bedroom window. The Taillow focuses the camera on the “R” logo on the kid’s chest. It looks important!]

Ooookay. Definitely not in Kansas anymore. Kansas would be so good right about now.

[He edges a little further out, seating himself on the windowsill, back towards the outside, and sizing up the roof. He catches sight of the bird holding the camera and grins, the eye lenses of his domino mask widening to reflect slight surprise. He doesn’t realize that it’s recording yet.]

Me not being in Kansas anymore must make you Toto, huh? Or Dinah. Birds holding cameras seem a bit more Wonderland than Oz, but I’m not the expert. So long as you’re not Cheshire, I think we can work with it, though.

[He looks back up at the roof, still grinning. He grips the edge with both hands, and pulls himself up with a grunt, and mutters:]

Since when does this require effort?

[Another grunt of exertion, and Robin forces his body upwards into a handstand, trying to balance on the edge of a sloped roof, before turning a quick tumble into a crouch.
It… doesn’t work that way. His legs are wobbling slightly, and when he tries to swing into the tumble, his balance shifts and he topples over with a brief yell of shock.

In the opposite direction.

Off the roof.

Shocked yell out of the way, Robin begins trying to grip something, anything on the wall while the Taillow squawks in distress and drops the camera. The Pokegear rights itself on the ground just in time to see the bird grasp the Boy Wonder’s cape.
It slows his descent, but the weight is too much for a small, level 5 Taillow and the two crash into the ground, Robin groaning as his knees absorb the impact. He gives the bird a pained, but grateful look.]

Well, you have Superman’s color scheme down. We can work on the rescuing thing.

[He flops over, lying on his side. Taillow uses his wings to shade his eyes from the sun, and Robin gently strokes the bird’s breast. Annoyed:]

I cannot believe I just fell off a roof. Nobody saw that, right? I just fell off a roof.
Batman would kill me if he knew I actually fell off a roof. I mean, there goes my reputation. Say nothing of the mystique. A roof. Not even a big roof. It’s only two stories—and—

[He notices the Pokegear Taillow dropped. It’s lit up.]

Why is that thing—

[Click!]

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[Batman? Superman? Is this guy for real? Also, ouch, how embarrassing! And here Yusuke thought he'd publicly made an ass out of himself when he first got here.

At any rate, please hang tight for, like, 3523429 people cracking the same joke at your expense, Dick:]

Nice one, Batboy. You learn that maneuver at a comic book convention?

[THIS ICON IS NOT INCREDULOUS ENOUGH TO ACCURATELY DEPICT THE FACE HE'S MAKING AT YOU RIGHT NOW, WEIRD KID IN A SUPERHERO OUTFIT. Try this face instead. With credit to LJ user "tothe_slaughter" for capturing this delightful facial expression in icon form.]

Edited 2013-03-20 11:04 (UTC)

[And he's just going to reuse the same ol' line:]

Comic books are for nerds. Strike one.

[Still, he rolls out his shoulders.]

But you didn't call me "Bird-boy," so I might be petitioned to overlook your whelming cleverness.

No thanks. Didn't even realize I wasn't talking to a nerd.

[After all, this guy sure as heck looked like one - why the hell would he be going around dressed like that, if he weren't? Yusuke'll give him a little credit, though: not many nerds were gutsy enough to accidentally pitch themselves off a roof trying to imitate their idols, even if they were as delusional as this guy obviously was. Because him actually being a superhero is totally a much weirder concept than you being a kid who normally spends his free time beating up demons, right, Yusuke?]

So lemme guess, you just got here, right? You get ten people giving you the welcome spiel yet? [Hey, if Wonder Boy here's got enough cajones to totally wipe out on camera and not go crawling off to cry into his knees, Yusuke figures he can spare a moment or two to be charitable and help him out. Besides, it feels kinda nice not being on the receiving end of an unsolicited info bomb for once.]

Edited 2013-03-22 04:42 (UTC)

Assuming a nerd would be wearing something with this much padding. Strike two.

[He dearly wishes he had the strength to punch a hole into the nearest wall. But if he can't do a simple back handspring from a window to the above rooftop -- at two stories, no less -- he's willing to doubt it.

Then again, his nerdish side got him that mathletes trophy. And that thing was nearly tall as he was, and it would have made an effective bludgeon... alas, it was in the hall at Wayne Manor, where it would attract attention and opportunities for him to brag.]

Enough of them. Did you play this game, too, or did flipping an "on" switch require too much intelligence for you?

Hey, for all I know, you could just be one of those weird, overly zealous ones with too much time on their hands. So what, you trying to tell me you're the real deal?

[Yusuke isn't so sure he'd believe him, either way; seriously, it's one thing if someone else here has powers, but to actually go out and fight looking like that? He gets that spandex reduces chafing, but it's a wonder the guys in the comic books don't get laughed off the face of the planet, let alone someone who'd do it for real. He guesses it could be useful if you wanna rely on some sort of "wear a silly outfit, then go after the bad guy while they're busy wiping tears out of their eyes" strategy, but isn't that kind of a hassle?

Well, whatever.

Anyway, Yusuke's gonna roll his eyes a little at the insult before answering, quickly stamping out the little flare of irritation that may or may not have chosen to coil in his stomach at that moment so that he could present an image of nonchalance rather than anger. Seriously, as if he's gonna let someone who looks like you get him all riled up, Batboy.] Tch, nah. I'd never even heard of it 'til I got dumped here a couple days ago. Seems like a pretty dumb premise for a video game, if you ask me. [WHERE'S ALL THE FIST FIGHTS? THE BLOOD? THE TESTOSTERONE? How can you possibly engage in figurative junk pulling when all you're doing is fighting with animals? (Oh, the things you don't know, Yusuke.)]

Edited 2013-03-24 19:38 (UTC)

If I hadn't had my utility belt taken from me or my physical abilities capped when I got here, I would happily prove it to you. But since anyone on the street can do a cartwheel, that's apparently what I've been reduced to, too.

[His arms cross under his cape.]

Strike three. I just don't like you.

The strategy comes from only being able to carry six at a time. The coolness factor comes from the ones that breathe fire or cause earthquakes or whatever. I imagine it's more impressive in real life.

ROBIN √ 001 √ 3-19-13

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