| Motel California |
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in character:
NAME: Rayan Grayson
ROOM NUMBER:301 with Katniss
FANDOM: DC (Comics Verse)
CANON/AU/OC: AU OH SO AU! She's 63!Dick Grayson
POWERS/ABILITIES:
Acrobatics - She's been on the trapeze and the high wire since she could walk, probably learned it before she was potty trained. Acrobatics comes as easy to her as breathing.
High IQ - She doesn't like to show it off, but she is smart, and she's quick to learn new skills. (In the comics it doesn't take Dick too long to figure out Bruce is Batman after all) She just plays dumb half the time so people under estimate her.
Lock picking - Rayan's not an expert at it, but she can pick locks given a little time.
Sleight of hand - She's able to make things disappear with untrained eyes. It's a skill she picked up at the circus and used to make little kids laugh when she wasn't up in the air.
blending in - She can blend into a crowd despite her garish costumes (maybe because of them)
CANON POINT:
I timeline shifted her a little, at this point she's 16, so technically starting a few years older than her male counterpart did as Robin, but the rest of the timeline would match up in the order of how things happened. Rayan's parents were killed just a few weeks before showing up and Bruce Wayne's taken her in as a favor for Gordon, since the kid's a witness to it Gotham PD felt she'd be safer in Gotham than with Haley's Circus.
Rayan agreed to stay, only because she figured the killer was local and wants to find him. She knows that Batman's in the city so is trying to find the man she only heard, without drawing the Bat's attention, hoping she can give the details to the police so she can go back home to the circus. Staying in one place too long makes her nervous after all.
PERSONALITY & MOTIVATION:
Rayan's life has almost always been at least 40 feet above the ground. Since she was five, without a safety net. Living like that you either embrace fear, or you push it aside until you are firmly on tera firma again. Rayan; embraces it, the fear of falling is more comfortable to her than any blanket was as a child. Though it's a little more difficult to find that embrace living in a mansion in Gotham.
She hasn't been there long though and despite not seeing her host too often, his butler's always trying to chase her down from the roof, banisters or any other high surface she can find to perch at, much to his dismay. She does make up for it by bringing life into a home, where it hasn't been in years so Alfred doesn't complain too much.
When she's not annoying him or entertaining Bruce with her antics (Although she isn't aware of that bit), she's walking through the crime ridden streets trying to find a man that she only heard. Rayan knows that finding him is the only way she can return to the circus she loves, if he's in jail she won't have to worry about him coming after her and maybe endangering others in an attempt to take her out.
PLOTS & STORYLINES: Rayan will probably spend a few days trying to figure out a way home, once she figures out she's stuck there she'll be trying to keep herself together, after all she can't hunt for Zucco trapped in a hotel. She'll likely try to distract herself by trying to help others. So I can see her trying to get along with everyone and trying to figure out the place. Once it really sets in they're stuck there, you can count on her to try to boost everyone's moral as long as she can, stuffing her own emotions down. I can see her needing someone to basically snap her out of that though. I doubt it would change her attitude, but a distraction for this pre-robin would probably be good. And maybe someone older to act as a mentor figure to her, since she will be lacking Bruce to do that.
WRITING SAMPLE: Sample one & Sample two
out of character:
PLAYED BY: Crystal Reed
YOUR NAME: Nick
OTHER CHARACTERS: None yet
CONTACT METHOD: AIM: Steampunkeddruid
Plurk: steampunkeddruid
Email: Steampunkeddriudgaming@gmail.com
Contact post: N/A permissions:
OC:
THREAD-JACKING: Yes
BACKTAGGING: yes
AVOIDED TOPICS: No
thing that I can really think of.
PREFERRED GENDER PRONOUN: Anything but Bitch
IC:
MENTAL: Within reason.
MIMICRY: yes
VIOLENCE: She might lack the training but sure go for it and enjoy the results?
MAGIC: Go for it. She'll probably hate it, but she has no natural defense.
ANYTHING ELSE?
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History: For the most part she’s like Dick Grayson, just everything happens just a few years later in her timeline she’s 14 when her parents are murdered, while she’s forced to watch from the ground. She spends a year in foster care before she decides enough’s enough and searches for the person that killed her parents.
What are your plans: For now I would like to see her learn to trust elders again, and I would love to play off the mentor student mentality for Bats and Robin. She’ll be barely 16 and though she has a foster fam, it would be fun to see her forge a new foster fam worth keeping.
Sample: Rayan wasn’t really snooping when she overheard the owner of the circus yelling at someone, a local hire about drugs found on the premices. Grabbing the practice reigns for the ponies the almost 15 year old knocked over some gear as she scrambled away trying not to be spotted.
“Find out who that was, eliminate them.”
Hours later just before she was about to fill in for the horse trainer, she stood watching her family flying high above the rings, a hand grabbed her arm.
“You’ll want to watch this girl.”
There was a sickening snap from above. Rayan’s world moved in slow motion as she watched, whomever had grabbed her had released her. Knowing it was useless she bolted across the floor throwing herself over the wall of the ring going for the pair that were lying lifeless dead center of center ring.
A year later Rayan was still in Gotham, the foster home she was in was run by a couple that made it clear they just wanted the checks. In a year they had only found out the wires had been cut. Rayan would have been able to tell the cops that after ten seconds of checking the wires. Each night the voice that had spoken to her woke her from the same nightmare, got to the point that she was sneaking out to try to find the owner of the voice.
Tonight had five thugs knocked out hidden away for the cops to find, not that anyone would believe them when they woke, after all a girl lured them out and attacked them? She doubted they would say anything just for the sheer sake of saving their street cred.
Sitting crouched on a rooftop Rayan pulled the hood of the jacket she wore up, the rain has picked up a little, but she stayed still watching the chop shop her next target was in. She blew on her hands to warm them, after this last check she’d have to get back to the foster home, they’d be waking the kids soon to do their morning chores before being sent off to school. She’d probably slip off to the library again to try to catch at least an hour of sleep. Thank god for a free period.
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