Steph Is The Riddles And Poems Vigilante.

Steph is the riddles and poems vigilante.

Its not jason, he, while very smart dont get me wrong, is the literature, general knowledge / history, strategy guy. The reason he's smart is because he is cultured.

Tim isnt the riddles guy either, he can solve them dont get me wrong, but he solves them because he can recognise patterns and systems and different languages. If there was a new way of decoding riddles, he'd find the answer, but it would take a while.

Steph however, her whole thing is making the clues, making the codes, making the riddles. She solves riddles easily because she puts herself in the riddle maker's shoes. She understands the poems, she gets the clues, she knows enough of gotham to know what a gothamite knows. She's middle class, she heard as many rogues plans and she did girls gossip.

She may not be a literature nerd or someone with so many pattern recognition they might be the poster child for autism, but she does know her riddles because she understands.

what batman villain is rolling the worst joints

Walking on the street and I hear:

"Are you saying he's the coffee to your milk because he's black and you're like super white?"

I have no context but slay ig

That's not "Character coded", that's just queer coded. That's not a character thing, your character is just Gay. A Homo. A Fag.

Since tomorrow (ish) is artfight!!!

Here you go

artfight.net

Art Fight

An art trading game

I love the idea of all the robins kinda being clones of each other with just a few differences and a concussed Bruce not being able to tell who he’s squinting at so he just says generic statements and avoids saying any names

Bruce (sitting at the breakfast table): so… how’s the weather… dick?

Jason (grinning): you do know I’m gonna hold this against you for like, the next 2 months right

Bruce: (groans into his hands)

Bruce (walking into the living room): hey have you read through the files I gave you yesterday?

Dick: (confused cause he took a day off to surprise Bruce) ?

Bruce: so?

Dick: er… no?

Bruce: Dick?? What are you doing here?

Bruce (walks into the kitchen with a fresh concussion): Jason? I thought you were on a mission with the outlaws?

Tim: (frozen through mid fridge raid, having assumed they were past Bruce calling him Jason since yk. He’s a shit brickhouse now and Tim is, well, obviously not): uh?

Bruce: *turns around and leaves*

Bruce: Oh hey Cass, when did you arrive from Babs’?

Damian: (slowly turns around in the black hoodie he’s wearing) we’re not even the same gender

Bruce: (under his breath) yeah but the same height