PLASTIC MAN

          “ Y’know what, yer right, Dinah. I ain’t gonna                judge you an’ no one else should. ”

     If that doesn’t give you an idea of the

                         level of power

          he hides behind that doofy smile           of his, then you’re

♖ ┊ ♥’d STARTER CALL  ♖ ┊ s t i l l   a c c e p t i n g 

      ❝Well now, didn’t think I’d be seeing YOU ‘round these parts.❞

By CHANCE and CHANCE alone has he s t u m b l e d  into an old friend. Though OLD FRIEND may be pushing it. He’s BATMAN’s old friend. He’s more  cautionary tale LEGEND to  N I G H T W I N G. 

               ❝It’s a SHAME the old BAT is out of town. I’m sure he would have                   come out to greet you HIMSELF if he could.❞

     There’s this faint, CARTOONY bouncing sound that signaled his arrival.      He definitely wouldn’t be winning any STEALTH awards tonight, but hey--      SCREW IT, being stealthy was the local heroes’ jobs. He’d fumbled the      landing on the rooftop a little and was untangling himself before he                answered the kid. Or the definitely-not-kid.

          “ WHAT’S SHAKIN,’ BLUEBIRD? Christ, I’m gettin’ old - I remember           when the big guy had to changer yer little BAT - D I A P E R S. ”

but deep down I’m a good person