I'm so going to make a story in my head about this just you wait >:)
This whole thing with Deadman giving Nightwing a coin that lets him see dead people has so many fun implications for dpxdc stories. Like, Danny invisibly haunting the batfam and pulling pranks, while Nightwing just stares at him like a cat staring down the invisible eldritch horror in the corner of the room that no one else can see.
For context, Nightwing has an obol coin which was used to pay Charon to cross the river styx. It gives him the ability to see and hear Deadman, and other dead entities. Including the "chatter of broken things" and “plaintive little cries of mass-produced stuff more easily trashed than fixed.” Aka Nightwing can hear inanimate objects. Aka Nightwing is probably being haunted by fast fashion and disposable packaging.
Man I really want him to meet Box Ghost so they can commiserate about the lack of respect paid to disposable products.
calmest peter parker evening (he dealt with everything before this dw)
Bruce: Hint at anything and everything prophetic, alternate futures or timelines where something goes horribly wrong. The sheer amount of stress will piss him off, weather its true or not.
Ex:
Billy: Well, this could be worse…
Batman: Superman is flinging himself into buildings high on fear gas, how does this get any worse chum?
Billy: Well hes not murdering his wife or lasering my eyes out right now so we’re definitely in the better timeline
Bruce: he’s not What now
Dick: Midair super-speed pokes. The slightest jab at the side, ankle, or even knuckle mid leap or drive freaks him out and leaves him fumbling a lot.
Ex:
Nightwing, happily summersaulting off buildings preparing to grapple to another mid flip: It’s a bird, its a plane, its the Lord Gray-
Captain Marvel, gaining righteous revenge for his bowl of marshmallow only lucky charms: (Pokes the back of his right knee) bop
Nightwing, now clutching his right knee 57 stories up: so-IIIIIEEEEEE
Jason: Stick a plunger on that crome dome of a helmet, bonus anger points if its during a meeting or in front of people he’s trying to intimidate
Ex:
The Red Hood, scourge of Gothams criminal underworld, in a meeting with his lieutenants: Next thing on our agenda-
The Red Hood, now with 3 plungers stuck to his helmet: We- what the hell
The Hoodlum from the warehouse rafters: THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR SELLING ME OUT TO BATMAN JERK FACE!!!
Hood, taking a plunger off and pointing it at Hoodlum: I KNOW 17 WAYS TO KILL YOU WITH THIS THING YOU LITTLE SHIT, SO YOU’VE GOT 17 SECONDS TO RUN!!
Tim: Mutter something sounding like a vague hex within his proximity, he’ll think you cursed him if he knows you’re petty enough. Basically a magical non-magical psych out
Ex:
Tim, very tired: I am not helping you beat Damians score on Cheese Viking Billy, that goblin will know you cheated and then its my head on the same stick as yours.
Billy, muttering under his breath while walking away: oi karpoí tou kópou sou na xekinísoun sto stóma sou (may the fruits of your labor sour in your mouth)
Tim, understanding the Greek and that billy has ties to Greek gods and magic: *panik*
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*hits jeremike with the funger beam*
Someone's finally connecting the dots
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I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)
Wyatt Callow never learned the phrase "to paint your poster" and its meaning. He never learned the Maysilee way of dealing with the Capitol by keeping her high, being loud and proud to prove that people from the districts were human beings as well, with their dignity
Yet Wyatt did both. Painted his poster and proved his humanity. Is there anything more human and noble than dying for another person? And more than that, dying for the one person that is, in the eyes of everyone, insane and would stand no chance anyways?
In tbosas snow got Lucy Gray a lot of gifts by reminding the audience of her selflessness when staying with dying Jessup, and presenting it as a trait that is expected of Capitol citizens only. Four decades later Wyatt proved that selflessness could be found in everyone, no matter from how poor family or how poor district they came from.
Wyatts final poster, dying for a helpless girl, although it wasnt done with the purpose of defying the Capitol, like everything Maysilee did, was the biggest act of defiance there could be.
That day, the opponents of the regiment gained at least a few new supporters in the Capitol. People, who understood, that all the Capitol did was spread false propaganda about their fellow citizens in the districts by portraying them as evil beasts, who understood, how evil the hunger games were, and who decided that it was time for them to end once and for all. The movement started that night would last until the very day, snow dropped dead. The story of a district boy offering his life for an insane thirteeb year old lived on amongst the capitol rebels, being w source of inspiration and strenght.
It was not a conscious act of rebellion, like everything Maysilee did. He did not even know the phrase. Yet Wyatt Callow's final poster destroyed the propaganda image of a heartless beast from the districts, propagated by the capitol. His final poster helped bring the Capitol down
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