Character: Robin/Dick Grayson
Series:
Young Justice (TV)Character Age: 13
Canon: There comes a time in every sidekick’s life when they crave independence, and yearn to prove that they’re more than just a flashy accessory to a superhero. In Young Justice, the Justice League trains and mentors a group of young crimefighters as they form their own covert operations team, learning to be superheroes while also dealing with the normal troubles of being a teenager.
Robin is the youngest member of the team, but he has far and away the most experience fighting crime, having been Batman's sidekick since the age of nine. He's a skilled acrobat, an excellent detective and a master hacker, and he knows all of it. Robin’s confidence in his own abilities often causes him to come across as cocky, and his young age and sense of humor means he’s way more flippant about his crimefighting duties than some people would find appropriate. Robin usually means well, especially when it comes to teasing people he likes, but he’s still working on being respectful when necessary.
Robin also really enjoys puns and butchering the English language (no one tell him that "aster" isn't the opposite of "disaster").
Sample Post:
Look, I’m sure you’re a really heroic bird, and I’m totally flattered by the offer, but I just don’t think Robins and toucans were meant to be together. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m from Gotham City, you’re from the Amazon rainforest... besides a mutual interest in justice and picking people’s brains, we really don’t have that much in common. Plus, no offense, but I already have a mentor, and I’m preeetty sure bats trump toucans on the metaphorical crime-fighting food chain. Not that being a psychic vigilante bird isn’t a sweet setup too, but seriously: the cape, the car, the utility belt, the ability to actually fasten said utility belt with his opposable thumbs... it’s kinda hard to beat. Plus I’m kinda trying to distance myself from the whole “sidekick” thing anyway.
Aw, come on, dude, don’t be disappointed. Not even close! Be appointed! What this farm needs is a hero, and you’ve got a promising career ahead of you already. I mean, for one thing, I love what you’ve done with the place. Sure, the Toucanbarn doesn’t have quite the same ring as the Batcave, but hey, we’ve all gotta start somewhere. And yeah, a robot cow’s no Batmobile, but you know what? If it works for you, I think you should roll with it. It kinda works with this whole creepily-rustic-yet-weirdly-scientific theme you’ve got going here. You’ve got a good thing going. I’m sure with enough time and dedication, you too can strike fear into the hearts of farmgoing evildoers everywhere.
Actually, I’m curious. Do you guys even get a lot of those? I mean, besides the zombies. ‘Cause between you and me? Those guys are dead on their feet! And I don’t think they’ve got a lot going on in the brains department, either. I mean, yeah, it’s not too bad for a career warmup -- everyone’s gotta learn the ropes somehow, and it’s usually with something totally lame like that -- but it seems like they’d get old fast. And dude, you’re better than that. You deserve to move up to the big leagues. Between you and me, I bet the giant squid in the corn silo could do with some arch-rivaling!
You know, I think we’ve really gotten to know each other in the short time since you kidnapped me to fulfill your inherent nesting-slash-crimefighting instincts. (No hard feelings, by the way. It’s not even close to the craziest thing that’s happened to me this week.) So can I give you just one last piece of advice, from one superhero to another? Find a cape, a mask, something nice off that underwear tree, and a starry-eyed young gorilla to take under your wing. After that, the sky’s the limit!