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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2016 1:06:55 GMT -6
 This was.... Different, but also somehow the same. When he'd first seen the Tower, he'd cringed at the thought of the Tyrants, those irritating kids with their little team. He'd never gotten the point of teams. They always just got in the way. He hadn't even liked working with his father when he'd been younger. He enjoyed being on his own much more. But there was no real sign of the Tyrants, at least not at first. The more he hung back, the more he walked around the city with his hood up, covering his pointed, cat/human hybrid ears, he discovered that as much as this world looked like his, it was much different. Changling was green, for one thing, which stuck out the most. And she seemed to be a hero. In fact people were calling her little team the Titans instead.
Raptor Zatara grinned wickedly to himself, revealing pointed vampire teeth pressing down against his lower lip. It was late at night. Street lamps casted shadows which he slunk in, though his crimson eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. He didn't have a costume or a secret identity where he was from, but no one from this dimension knew him. Was this a chance at a fresh start perhaps? Did he even want a fresh start? He didn't think he needed one. But if he could cause some chaos here and then return home so to avoid any consequences? Well that sounded like a lot of fun.
However, he couldn't help wondering where he was. There was a Changling here, and he was fairly certain he recognized a lot of the other Tyrants as Titans. So where was he? He smirked to himself, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. Perhaps he truly was one of a kind. That would do amazing things for his ego. He paused, closing his eyes and sniffing the air. His grin widened when he smelled it.
Fresh blood.
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NOTES:; MEET RAPTOR ZATARA AKA DIABLO <3 (plz ignore the shitty thread title) |
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