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Helena Bertinelli.
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There comes a point when to survive, the hunted must become the Huntress.

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I GAVE THEM JUSTICE.
Sigh.

I suppose Doug will adapt. Meanwhile Stinky needs a bath.
I'm afraid your fate is already sealed the moment you call him Stinky.

Poor Doug.
....I called him Stinky. He stinks.

But I don't think Doug will be happy about sharing his TV time with another cat.
February 20, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Remember how upset Doug was when you put his tv on that slightly late when you looked after him? Stinky will make him hate me forever.
Yeah. That's the rule of the cat distribution system.
Ever babysit a cat one time and then it never stops visiting? Is this my cat now?
February 20, 2025 at 7:36 PM
....I called him Stinky. He stinks.

But I don't think Doug will be happy about sharing his TV time with another cat.
Did you give it a name?
Ever babysit a cat one time and then it never stops visiting? Is this my cat now?
February 20, 2025 at 7:23 PM
Ever babysit a cat one time and then it never stops visiting? Is this my cat now?
February 20, 2025 at 7:20 PM
"Has Jason considered not trying to be an edgelord for five minutes?"
February 20, 2025 at 6:48 PM
"..." Huntress quirks her brow, a hand reaching to the pocket with the envelope included in her pocket.

"He is still doing it." She wasn't just going to hand over what it said. It didn't feel right.
"He's still doing that?"

Ted kept some of his. They're tied with ribbon to a piece of scrap metal. (Debris from a robot shark.)

"I don't know where he is, but I knew him. What was in that message?"
She stares momentarily, questioning whether or not to answer him with her trust. In the end she decides on the truth.

"...He left me a cryptid message before his disappearance." As he always does.
January 12, 2025 at 4:37 PM
"Yikes."
January 12, 2025 at 3:05 PM
Reapplying her lipstick in the mirror, she had smashed someone's head in moments earlier.
January 10, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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January 10, 2025 at 3:39 PM
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FISTS, NOT TONGUES,
BLOWS, NOT WORDS.
November 10, 2024 at 6:54 PM
With her bolts running out, Huntress sighs and decides to toss her crossbow at the criminal, knocking him unconscious.
January 7, 2025 at 1:26 PM
She stares momentarily, questioning whether or not to answer him with her trust. In the end she decides on the truth.

"...He left me a cryptid message before his disappearance." As he always does.
He's curious.

But not curious enough to speak up without context.

Instead, he asks a simple question:

"Why? Did he go somewhere?"
Hm. Not around here then either. She'll move on then.
January 5, 2025 at 7:55 PM
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October 20, 2024 at 12:33 AM
Pulling an arrow out of the things shoulder she had just taken down...

He'll be fine, just wake up with a shock.
January 5, 2025 at 7:40 PM
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I'M NOT GOOD OR EVIL, JUST PRACTICAL AS HELL.
November 10, 2024 at 11:46 AM
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“I am Damian Wayne. Son of the Bat, and Grandson to the demons head.”

🦇Semi-Cannon portrayal of Damian.

🦇/Mun is 20+. Follow if you want he’s 18+ for language and gore. NO LEWD./

🦇Dark Themes.

🦇#Serpentine
October 24, 2024 at 4:03 AM
Hm. Not around here then either. She'll move on then.
No?
Did someone mention Victor?
January 5, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Did someone mention Victor?
January 5, 2025 at 7:16 PM
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
November 11, 2024 at 10:22 AM
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I WASN'T TAUGHT TO FIGHT FAIR, I WAS TAUGHT TO WIN.
November 9, 2024 at 4:15 PM
I GAVE THEM JUSTICE.
January 5, 2025 at 7:15 PM