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ComplicationsWhy him? Jason thought as he banged on the door of a San Francisco apartment belonging to one of the few superheroes who might not slug him on sight. Why did the weird shit always happen to him? Finally the door opened, and –
Looking down the tip of an arrow was sobering. Not quite as sobering as a gun barrel, but still, y’know not something to be taken lightly. Jason smiled at Connor Hawke. Inwardly, he was honestly surprised by how good it was to see him again, weapons and all.
“Connor! How’ve you been? I hear the family reunion didn’t go so well.” Anyone else would have given him a rude gesture or a ‘fuck you’, but no, not Connor. Subtle allusions to his dad and brother losing their fucking minds only warranted an eye roll.
“What are you doing here, Jason?” Connor asked, annoyed.
Schrodinger's GirlA ten-year old human with no metahuman abilities could not have survived her injuries. Lian Harper is dead. Thump.
She contributes to the timeline which leads to a future from whence time travels have already come. She has already survived. Lian Harper is alive. Gasp.
Causality is self healing – the loss of one snowflake will not affect the blizzard. Someone else will do what she would have, and she will not be missed. Lian Harper is dead. Thump.
Lian Harper would have become a Titan and a leader of the Justice League. The timeline cannot correct for such a large error. For want of a nail, the universe will come undone. Lian Harper is alive. Gasp.
Lian Harper cannot be alive. She must, therefore, be dead. Thump.
Lian Harper cannot be dead. She must, therefore, be alive. Gasp.
Lian Harper must be dead. Thump.
Lian Harper must be alive. Gasp.
Lian Harper is dead. <i>
The Odd CoupleIt takes a special kind of fucked-up unique to the tights-and-flights crowd to mistake someone for a good guy because he’s wearing a mask. Connor Hawke was apparently that special kind of fucked up, but a bullet to the head would do that to you. It apparently also made you forget that they guy you’re currently palling around with once locked your sister in an exploding gym, because when the ersatz Green Arrow (who wasn’t Green Arrow anymore on account of the bullet taking out the part of his brain he used to shoot straight) came across Jason ‘sorting out’ some muggers, the pretty blonde boy mistook them for being on the same side.
Jason wasn’t sure why he hadn’t just shot the man right off the bat instead of taking him home, but it was sort of too late now because he’d gone and gotten attached. Call it a weird kind of empathy for morons with head trauma, because he sure as hell wasn’t going to admit he li
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