Harbinger Of Chaos

Harbinger of chaos

Hey there! Here’s another post that I had!

Wally, Roy, Kon, Jon, and Clark: See how we bandage our bats, take away their case files, and cease all crime fighting. Very mindful, very cutesy, very demure.

Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Bruce: See how we ignore said injuries, hyper fixate on the next case, and revel all crime. Very suicidal, very crazy, very deranged.

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“What the hell are you doing creeping around in the woods?”

“I’m following you! What the hell are you doing creeping around in the woods?!”

Concept: Vampire character that represents strengthening ties to humanity and the natural world instead of dividing them

Vampire gets HEAVILY invested in eco conservation because they *can't* just shrug it off as the next generation's problems

A vampire that goes around eating oil tycoons and clear-cut logging CEOs and climate-denying politicians because their childhood village is a dirt pit now and the animals they saw growing up have become endangered

Immortal guys who anonymously donate huge sums of cash to wildlife preserves that oversee forests they used to hunt in

Fellow who, instead of succumbing to the boredom and waste of infinite time, has become feverishly obsessed with making sure this one specific species of snail will still be around in another hundred years

5000 year old woodsman who can still mimic the calls of extinct birds, who still remembers the mating calls of mammoths and wooly rhinos and wild horses

Ancient vampire who can still vaguely recall a cave somewhere with her whole family's hand prints in it, and not sure of it's precise location, keeps the whole area void of human activity so it doesn't become a tourist attraction

Vampire archeologist who digs up their old friend's remains and has the figure out how to prove, with evidence, how they know exactly who they were and what they looked like

Immortal anthropologist who reconstructs a face from a skull only to realize that they'd met them before a long, long time ago

Tony: We’ll find another route, it’s not safe for amateurs.

Peter: That sounds like a challenge.

Tony: I can't stress this enough, that is not a challenge.

Peter: ...Is exactly what you say to dissuade the weak of heart from accepting the challenge. Well, challenge accepted!

Tony [losing hairs]: There is no challenge!

nearsighted therizinosaurus father and his three four regular children