#halfa au

TAZMA 101

I think I finally have a solid grip on what I want her backstory to be, so here we go! One infodump and a bunch of doodles coming right up! For context, this AU takes place 5 years after the main canon.

So, yeah! This is Tazma, my Halfa!Maddie AU staring an electric core halfa who can make her own weapons tailored to being used with her powers. I've had her design on the backburner since 2019, but I've been revamping it throughout the year and I'm pretty happy with how it looks now!

Because every Halfa has to have a horror movie trope, Tazma is a mad scientist, torn up lab coat, science goggles and crazy experiments included.

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Tazma's Powers:

Basic set for any ghost included: Anti-Gravity, Intangibility and Invisibility Tazma is a Halfa, and her main core element is electricity. This gives her powers similar to Technus; when she gains control over her ghost powers, on top of the main three, she will be able to overshadow any technological device and gain control over it. This also includes: Amplifying the effect and efficiency of any technological device depending on function, turning any scrap parts into other devices cobbled together from spare parts, turning various pieces of technology into weapons / mechs and splitting her consciousness across multiple devices. Tazma can also use electrokenisis and control bolts of lightning and static charges. She mainly uses these powers to upgrade and power up her own weapons arsenal, and has begun developing a personalized set of ghost hunting weaponry that caters to being used in tandem with her powers. Because of this, she rarely ever shoots beams of energy from her hands, prefering to channel and magnify it through her weapons.

Obsession / Purpose:

Like Plasmius' desire to be loved, and Phantom's need to protect, Tazma also has an obsession she has to follow. Tazma is in constant pursuit of knowledge. She has an innate desire to know and learn everything she can in order to satiate the drive in her core. She'll spend her time reading books she's never read before or thesis statements on topics she was never interested prior to quell it, though she also will gain knowledge through experimentation as well. She's not afraid to experiment on herself either, in order to learn more about her condition as a halfa. She hasn't found a cure to being a halfa, and her need to attain knowledge only further proves how permanent her condition is. Her constant messing with her halfa state leaves her dizzy and disoriented some nights, but that doesn't stop her from being just as efficent in combat as any other halfa when she's at full strength.

Appearance Descriptor:

Dp x dc au, very Tim Drake-centric, mostly me projecting my stress onto blorbos.

The bats had found blueprints for a strange machine that seemed to be powered by Lazarus water while investigating a secret government agency. They began constructing a prototype in the bat cave to test if it really could do what it said in the details. The technology is beyond what they could understand, so they were forced to built it as the instructions said, and as mostly expected, nothing happens when they tried to turn it on. They’re all busy with their duties, so they plan to disassemble it later.

One night, Tim is working on the bat computer, trying to solve a case before patrol, when he feel a familiar knot tighten in his chest. The stress of vigilantism, being a CEO, dealing with his family (especially Damian), and investigating has been building up and wants to be let out now. Not wanting to be seen or caught on camera, and not able to go back into the manor since he already had on some of his Red Robin gear, he found a place out of sight of the cameras and where he’d have a bit before anyone found him: the faulty portal.

He’s stepping in and his breath is catching in his throat. Tears pick at his eyes, so he reaches to peel off his domino mask. In the split second he can’t see, his foot catches on some loose wires and he trips, accidentally hitting an internal button when flailing for balance. He knows he’s in trouble as the portal starts to rumble and glow. His foots so tangled he can’t get out before the he disappears behind the newly torn, unstable vortex.

A few moments later, a stuttering, clawed hand reaches out and grasps the edge of the portal.

Tim Drake pulls himself from the the device, tearing wires out to get his foot out of the portal, making it destabilize and warp shut behind him, and he is not the same.

His hair is now glowing white, sparking with electricity and instability; his Red Robin uniform is inverted, shifted, and warped to be virtually unrecognizable from the original. Lazarus water leaked from his mouth as he silently sobbed in agony and a green miasma seeped through his glowing green mask instead of tears.

His chest hurt like there were shards of something broken stuck behind his ribs, but it didn’t seem to hurt nearly as much as the fact that his heart wasn’t beating. He was gasping for breath and expelling green-tinged clouds and toxic liquid, but there was no relief tied to it, nor need as if he was lacking oxygen.

He knew he was dead, he just didn’t know how he was still there.

He immediately froze when he heard the elevator door to the cave open and familiar boots step out.

How was he going to explain this to Bruce? He knew Bruce cared for him, and the entire reason Tim became a Robin was because one of the Robins died and Batman was going to get himself killed out of anger and grief.

Reflexively, he pushed his overwhelming worry and stress down, and it had an odd effect. Glowing lines sputtered across his body, taking all the ghostly weirdness and leaving behind a very confused but ultimately relieved Tim. He was just happy he could feel a heartbeat and could breathe for a moment.

Pushing the event to the farthest part of his mind, he lied to Bruce, claiming he was checking the machine and escaped just before it turned on and destabilized again, did his patrol, and finished some late night paperwork before it all came uncontrollably flooding back and he found himself a distressed ghost once again.

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Basically the premise of this au is Tim that gains an unfortunate addition to a stress disorder he likely already had, making him turn into a ghost whenever he loses his composure with no control of it other than his emotions. He is highly unstable since he is a ghost formed in a moment of high stress, he was created with impure ectoplasm, and from an imperfect machine. Seriously, they don’t know how to purify Lazarus pit water, so they did the equivalent of running it through a brita filter before using it. Danny at least got the pure stuff, not the yucky nasty sludge.

two brains: Becky...I am your father

Wordgirl: :0

Okay jokes aside. I love this idea. The astronauts probably thinks the project did work out bc they lost the blood samples. Meanwhile on lexicon hybrids are popping up. (Hopefully that won't cause a civil war or anything)

Undergrowth & Duul Aman left sort of imprints on their ecto-signatures so they have some of the powers they had when possessed, such as florokinesis & harenkinesis (sand manipulation), but once they fully form as actual halfas, they also get personal powers. Like, Sam getting ghost magic or shadow manipulation & her unique physiology as a plant halfa makes her immune to Blood Blossoms & gives her the ability to manipulate them with her powers. Also, Tucker having technokinesis similar to Technus & developing a hot core with a lightning element.

As for Valerie, it's due to being fused with her ghost armor. The more she uses it, the stronger her ecto-signature gets until she's suddenly a half-ghost.

It could be an interesting personal struggle for her.

I don't think any of them would ever have the potential or power that Danny is capable of, but that's mostly because of the unique way in which he became halfa. Same way I think Vlad would've soon lost his edge against Danny. Though, that also has to do with the fact that he's a businessman & it's unlikely that he made much contact with the GZ before Danny opened the portal himself & most of his training beyond his ghost powers was with your typical physical trainer.

i'm always down for a more halfas au.

any explanation would do as far as i'm concerned, but as it stand, tucker and sam get exposed to A Lot of ectoplasm. it's not just them getting possessed or getting ecto acne like vlad. it's them going into the ghost zone without hazmat suits. it's them getting coated in ecto goo all the time. just from sheer exposure they should have some amount of contamination. and the ectoplasm would just continue to grow in their systems the longer they're fighting ghosts along side danny.

same for val. she's had her share of moments getting coated with ghost goo. and while her suit should offer a level of protection but since it's ghost based. it's far more likely to worsen the exposure effect. i'm imagining her suit just absorbing power from the ectoplasm it comes in contact with it. and thus almost intentionally building a core for her.

the moment she realizes is going to be a bad day for her. i could actually see her going to danny fenton and asking if he could help change her back. which puts him in an awkward position, ripe for drama. just the irony of her becoming what she hates because she was unable to let go of her anger. chef's kiss. 10/10 would love to see this fic.

sam and tucker adjust better. i feel like they both kinda wanted ghost powers from the beginning. sam is going to use it for justice. sometimes to zealously. tucker is probably going to abuse it a bit and has to be reminded to stay humble and responsible. danny is just kinda following behind trying to stop things from being to chaotic, and feeling guilty that his friends died, but also kinda psyched that he's no longer alone.

OK, sit tight bois. This might take a while.

Caution! I have no idea how to word things properly :,)

Everything’s under the cut because there’s a l o t

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Cosmos stiffened up at first when he felt the others lips crash against his but he quickly changed his mind grabbing the other and pulling him closer, well this was certainly an interesting turn of events but he couldn’t say he minded.

He didn't know why he did what he did. It was honestly unlike him to do such a thing. Perhaps it was the energy of the crowds excited cheers, or there sheer excitement he felt in the pit of his gut as one of his favourite bands began to play. Or perhaps it was the music itself that urged Iri on to do something he normally wouldn't. Music was a powerful force that could compel people to do things. At least, that's what the maori boy believed.

Whatever it was though, It didn't stop the fact that Iri let out an excited cheer before grabbing the closest person beside him. His hands wrapping themselves around the others hips, before he firmly pressed his own lips against the strangers, in a rather uncoordinated and sudden kiss. 

Irirangi was completely lost for a moment, his mind yet to catch up with the fact he just suddenly kissed someone, or rather, was still kissing them. He didn't fully come to his senses until he felt the other pull him closer. Bodies flushed against each other as they kissed back.

Instantly, his whole face turned red with an embarrassed blush and he quickly pulled away. Though his hands still seemed to remain in place, Iri mostly just too stunned to move.

Did he just kiss a stranger?!