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Meta-Humans are people who gain abilities through external incidents where as Mutants are born with a genetic mutation.


Showing my age again, but in the 1984 Power Pack series that distinction is a recurring plot point. The kids, because they're kids with powers, are assumed to be mutants by the populace and hated appropriately for it (vice the love and feels the Avengers gets... no double standard at all there). They even have a recurring villain, the Boogeyman, whose sole agenda is based on the perception that the kids are mutants when they're not (they got their powers from an alien sorcerer).

On the flip side, the kids are friends and allies of the X-Men but are always at arm's length because they're not mutants (so they can't, for example, visit X-Factor's ship that only mutants may enter).
Legacies:

DCU: Damian
DCAU: Garfield Logan (Teen Titans, Young Justice)
Marvel: Katie Power

Edit: I should add that at a certain point in the 90's I started growing apathetic to Tim Drake. Growing up in the 80's, I recall Jason as Robin and Death in the Family, but was still collecting a variety of titles including the Robin solo series and particularly enjoyed the introduction of Spoiler. But the Tim/Steph story just seemed to drudge down into Days of Our Lives kind of shit and Tim just became utterly uninteresting to me.
I have a terrible habit of letting in everyone lol.


Don't ever change, baby.

I figure this is the only way I got Damian in past the Batman writer!

"On His Demon Head's Secret Service" // Part 08 // [ Dami's iPod ] // @GreenGrenade


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Faster than expected.

Also, much lighter on his feet. The boy hadn't even realized that Spider-Boy was overtaking him until right before the web-slinger was beside him. The League had files on individuals expressing physical abilities beyond the normal range of humanity. The Big Blue Boy Scout of Metropolis was one such examples. Damian wondered what, if anything, they said about Spider-Man.

Which, on the name dropping, merited a skeptical and juvenile look that ought to have made clear that the wall-crawler was dealing with a bonafide child. "As Spider... Man... I-I-I need to know..." the boy echoed back. He had a knack for voices. The tone and inflection a near enough match for Miles' own voice that it could have fooled some voice security software. Which may well have been why he'd been trained by a voice coach. Dropping back to his usual voice, the child said, "Spider-Man, really? Really?"

It's not that Damian was hating. He was visiting New York, had just busted up a mugging, and was now having a conversation with Spider-Man in the park. This trip had already turned out to be more eventful than almost any of his others. He usually flew in and was just babysat or tutored while his mother took care of business. Then, in the last year or so, it had been Damian who was expected to contribute to the family business by undertaking missions.

Still, the fact remained that the size of the costumed individual in front of him was not the body mass of most adults. Particularly among males. He was four, maybe five years older than Damian was. "Can you really take yourself all that seriously if you can't smoke, vote, or drink legally?" the boy asked, ignoring the hero's question. "Can you even get into R rated movies?"

Now, there was a subject on which Damian could rightfully hate. So, his mother was okay with him decapitating some random dude. But for him to see an R rated movie was not okay? What, was she worried it was going to warp his conservative moral ideology?

Whatever. "Anyway, it's called MMA," Damian supplied, answering the question as he stuffed his hands down into the pockets of the hoodie he wore. "There's probably a half-dozen places around the block that teach it. It's not rocket science."
Expressing interest.
All this talk of which YJ characters we'd play almost makes a man want to start an Interest Check...


I'm not sayin' that I'd be there... but I'm not sayin' I wouldn't be there. Ya know whats I'm sayin'? It's like there are known knowns and there are known unknowns, but there are also unknown unknowns.

So... would I be interested? It's an unknown unknown!



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You can. I however must replenish my energy reserves by sleeping.


Weakness.
I want more posts. Go post people.


Done.

Can we get back to bullshitting now?

"On His Demon Head's Secret Service" // Part 07 // [ Dami's iPod ] // @GreenGrenade


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There was a fourth person joining the crowd.

Switching from out of the loose Muay Thai stance and into a more conservative Krav Maga one, the boy's mind worked to triangulate the opponents on the field and size them up individually. It was a moment before the black and red costume connected in his mind. "Spider..!"

Wait.

Turning his head, the boy turned his attention as he sized the web-crawler up with more scrutiny. Spider-Man was a lot shorter than he'd expected. And smaller.

Punchy McGee was leveling the snub nosed pistol. Whipping around, the boy lashed out with a roundhouse kick that was distinctively Okinawan martial arts. The back of his heel connected right as the trigger pulled, recoil combining with kick to throw the shot up and to the left. The boy's demonstrated knowledge of Israeli MMA came back as he allowed the momentum to carry his body weight, throwing his other leg out in a straight leg kick that connected solidly with Punchy's groin.

Who knew such a strapping young man would turn out to be an alto?

Tweedledum seemed to backing away at this point, his switchblade buddy and leader on the ground. And police sirens were echoing nearby. "-tt-" the boy chirped, catching wind of the sirens and noting that they were getting louder. If he got taken back to the hotel by the police, his mother was going to kill him. And his tourist visa was a rather complicated situation, particularly because he hadn't been carrying the passports and, thus, had no idea under what fake name he'd entered the country.

Turning back toward the costumed hero, the boy gave the web-slinger a wave as he decided to take the vigilante up on that offer. "All yours, Spider-Boy!" the child offered, before taking off in a sprint off the walkways and trails.
I also write a solid Supergirl and Arsenal too.


I'll accept the claim as to Arsenal. I seem to have forgotten this portrayal of Kara that you assert. Perhaps you could pick her up again sometime to help me remember...
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