003. CHARACTER INFO

[birdthright]

☆ basics. (stats,voice, appearance.)
☆ abilities. (skills and power.)
☆ background. (history.)
☆ personality. (traits.)

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[birdthright]

Look at this child, he's positively darling! With that ever-present scowl on his face, that unyielding glare, that blood-stained sword in his arms so eager to break flesh; how could you not adore him? Quite easily, actually. Most people can't stand him. This is Damian Wayne, and there's nothing delightful about him at all. At first glance, he looks like any other ten-year old boy. Short but athletic build, round cheeks, blue eyes, a colourful Robin costume if you catch him at night -- why, he looks like a child out trick-or-treating on Halloween! Then, he opens his mouth. And words come out. Mean words. Words questioning authority, words belittling competence and intelligence, words promising a swift and painful execution at his small, tiny hands. Never taught to hold his tongue, Damian simply says whatever he wants to say. If he finds someone a nuisance, he will tell them that. If he finds someone incompetent, he will tell them that. If he feels a desire to stab someone in the stomach, he will ... well, you get it. His sentences are curt and straight to the point, and they can sound almost eloquent -- or far more eloquent than most would expect coming from such a small child -- until he dishes out that occasional swear word, or starts mocking Batgirl for her chest size.

Though he does have the capability to think and plan, Damian is rash. Kicks and punches are something he gives out eagerly -- generously to the deserving, even. When he spots someone he identifies as an adversary, his immediate reaction is usually to tackle them. Questions can be asked later. When he finds someone's partnership or leadership ineffective, he will act on his own; this 'acting' usually comprising of abandoning his teammate in a huff, hunting down that week's villain and beating them until he gets what he wants. This, unsurprisingly, gets him into a lot of trouble -- the life-threatening kind, hardly anything like a slap on the wrist. Fortunately, he usually has someone to back him out; though they may not get a 'Thank You' for it. On top of being rash, Damian also has quite the temper. This is something neither the rogues nor his own caped 'family' are excused from. Probably a result of being raised spoiled -- anything he wanted from a hydrofoil to a private island having been presented to him on a silver platter back when he still lived with Talia -- Damian will throw a tantrum if he cannot get what he wants. One of the first things he did after meeting his father for the first time was complain about not having his own laptop, and hurl the plate of food that was provided for him at the closest wall. He has mellowed out considerably after taking on the role of Robin, but he may still lunge at someone in bluster from time to time.

Damian can be cocky. He has high confidence in his abilities, particularly his combat skills. Having been trained from Day One by masters in the League of Assassins, there isn't a lot about fighting that Damian doesn't know about. As such, he has a tendency to dish out death threats without first knowing how good his opponent is. He'll talk big, even if there's no guarantee he can deliver; And when it becomes true that he cannot deliver, you'll have to cut off his tongue before he'll admit to being weak. This was very evident in one of his frequent tussles with Tim Drake-Wayne. When Damian's constant mocking finally hit a nerve and earned him a punch from Tim, Damian's immediate reaction was not to apologise or cower, but to make the excuse that he let Tim have that punch so he'll feel good about himself. Furthermore, his arrogant nature makes it very difficult for him to accept help from others. He believes he can do everything on his own, and he will try, until it becomes evident that such is not the case. Even after being held dangling by the neck ten or twenty storeys above the busy traffic below, even after being thrown over the edge while still recovering from paralysis, he maintained ---his calm demeanor at that time implying that he honestly believed it -- that he could save himself somehow, and gave Dick no 'Thank You' for swooping down and grabbing him before he joined the roadkill below.