[Dick clicks on the camera, and he, too, is proudly wearing a new red and green Christmas sweater. He's also considerably shorter and younger looking than usual, but does not seem all that confused or bothered by what's going on.]

Tim, this is so cool, you have to come see this! [He holds up two Batman action figures, complete with awesome ( Read more... )

So, it's officially a year since I first signed on to this place. I kind of wish I could come up with something insightful to say, but considering people's reactions to that sort of stuff, maybe it's safer just to pass.

[Private to Tim]

How easy would it be to talk you into a snowball fight?

[Private to Shego]What's your schedule look like for ( Read more... )

That wasn't that bad. I mean, I know not being able to swear and cause too much havoc might have been annoying for some of us, but we complain enough about ports where monsters are trying to eat us and floods that leave everyone psychologically damaged and/or death tolling. If I've got to choose between not being able to swear, or psychological ( Read more... )

When I first got here, someone [Costigan.] asked me what happens when you can't get the time away you need to de-stress and relax. When stuff just keeps piling on and there's no way to get some time away to just process all of it, and focus on yourself for a couple days. And I said that "you just suck it up and keep fighting the good fight", ( Read more... )

[Dick turns the video feed on to show him sitting on the beach. He's wearing a long sleeved baseball shirt with the sleeves rolled up past his elbows - he doesn't wear actual short sleeves often because of the ridiculous amount of scars he's acquired over the years - and jeans. What's he been doing almost all day? Shucking coconuts. There's a sharp ( Read more... )

So, I guess this is our shot at getting contacted by people from back home? Kind of nice in theory, but I'd sort of rather just have a phone instead of hoping anyone from back home's listening in on all this.

... Funny thing is? A lot of the people I care about are here already. Or, were here. How's everything going, Wally?

I guess that could have been worse.

Anyone up for doing something?

[Private to Tim]

So now I have a stuffed elephant in my room.

[Private to Wally]

You seriously didn't know I was seven years younger then you?

[Private to Hayley]I know this is going to sound weird, but thanks for lying about knowing my dad. Seriously. It was really nice to ( Read more... )

[There's a short pause between the feed clicking on and Dick speaking.]

My parents were murdered when I was eight. I was there when it happened. It was... [He takes a slow breath.] It felt like my whole life was just falling apart and I had no idea what was going to happen or where I was supposed to go or how I was supposed to live without the two ( Read more... )

Well, that was fun. You know, it's the little things like normal clothes and non-irradiated living conditions that you really miss when you get dumped into wastelands.

If anyone needs me, I'm going to be drinking water and then catching up on some sleep.

[Private to Costigan]

How're things?

[Private to Wally]

How was life on the good ship Barge?

[Private ( Read more... )

[So, even despite the fact that this can really only go quasi badly, Dick still sounds pretty happy for someone who's about to leave what looks like a fallout shelter to go running off into the great unknown apparently armed with just a gun. Which, obviously, he's not too stoked about. Bats don't use guns. He's not even complaining about the ( Read more... )