1. Big Black Mariah - Tom Waits 2. Don't - Elvis Presley 3. The Big Rock Candy Mountain - "Haywire" Mac 4. Dignity [#] - Bob Dylan 5. Robots - Flight of the Conchords 6. Yazoo Street Scandal - The Band 7. Crossfire - Stevie Ray Vaughan 8. Me and Baby Brother - War 9. Prarie Moon - Stompin' Tom Conners 10. Mellow Mood - Bob Marley
Gunnaya leapt to her feet, and spun around to meet her adversary. As she did so, however, a bolt of pain shot up her right leg. It gave out and she sluped herself against a nearby tree. The force of Blithe's impact had twisted her ankle, and broken at least one toe. She was relieved, at least, to see Blithe struggling to rise from the ground, swatting the two falcons away from her face. It seemed that what struck Gunnaya's foot was Blithe's own. With a smirk, she plunged her hand into her traveling pouch, and withdrew a vial of deep red liquid. Popping the cork, she lifted the bottle to her lips and consumed it all in a single swig. Nearly instantly, a wave of warmth ran down her body, removing all pain from her injured ankle. A loud *KONK* drew her attention away from the potion's effect. The elf had slammed her shield into one of the falcons, sending its lifeless body hurtling into the snow. With that, Blithe began to hoist herself up from the ground. Gunnaya gave another shrill screech, as she swooped down, picking her quarterstaff from the snow. More birds would soon be on their way. As her opponent rose to her feet, Gunnaya swung her staff through the air, knocking all the snow from it. She struck a firm battle stance, thrusting her staff forward, ready for combat. The skulls hanging at its upper tip gave an eerie rattle, swinging in the winter breeze.
"Tell me, elf.", Gunnaya requested, "Have you ever been to war?"
There's actually a female Nightwing-ish alias used by Harper Row you could refit. She goes by Bluebird now...
She obviously uses guns, the wiki had this to say about her...
"A young Gotham City electrical engineer who wants to assist Batman in repayment for protecting her brother and her from an assault, much to Batman's frustration."
~KL~
I suppose. The problem is that I don't know anything about her. It would be hard to put myself in her shoes, or to write any kind of backstory or personality profile for her.
Ideally, I'd like to do Gunrat, with any changes needed to make her fit into the DC universe, or to substitute for a character like Bluebird or Jason Todd in the canon. My second option, if not already taken, would be Raven. I find her to be a very interesting character, and I'm familiar enough with her story (at least as far as it's fleshed out on Teen Titans).
William McGuinness, Prime Minister of Chilliwack, sat in his newly furnished office. He perused the quality of his new oak desk, richly stained with dark oils, each leg decorated with countless carvings from the finest Hutterite sculptors. It was a gift, honouring the construction of Chilliwack's new parliament buildings. A cacophony of hammers and drills could still be heard outside the Prime Minister's office, as he sat himself down at his computer. There was much work to be done. As he began typing a letter to his Minister of Agriculture, however, someone knocked on his office door. "Enter", he commanded, raising his head up from the computer's screen. The thick wooden door creaked open, and a great burly man, with a thick, tangled beard stepped in. With his plain black clothes, and brimmed hat, he was unmistakably Hutterish. "Elder Scholtz!", McGuinness proclaimed, "Please, take a seat! What brings you so far from Revelstoke?" "A couple matters", Scholtz stated calmly, planting himself in the seat across from the Prime Minister. "Firstly, I'm here to congratulate you on your reelection. You certainly have the hearts of the people." "Thank you very much, Elder", Mcguinness chuckled. "I'd say it was a hard-fought victory, but that would be a few steps from the truth, certainly. Now, what's your second reason for coming here?" "An invitation", proclaimed Scholtz, "You see, the councils of Hutterish British Columbia are arranging a meeting in Clearwater. We plan to discuss and determine the path of the Hutterite people in the modern world. We would like your government to be there. I'm not able to disclose much, but I can assure you that its outcome will have a meaningful impact for your people." "Elder, this isn't the era of automobiles and trains, that humanity was once blessed with. A trek from Chilliwack City, all the way to Clearwater, would be a great undertaking for this government. Not to mention the months of work that would be lost, as we put aside our duties to the people to make this journey." "Mister Prime Minister", Scholtz said sternly, "Do not misunderstand me. It would be a great insult to the council if your government was absent from this gathering. I also believe that the matter at hand, to be decided by the councils, is one you want to be there for. To put it simply, we Hutterites have lived the same way for hundreds of years, based upon the principle of being 'in the world, but not of the world'. But that was before God punished the sinful among us with what your people call the War of Gods. It was a war of one God, and his people have inherited the spoils. This meeting, for which I traveled all the way here to greet you personally, is to decide a new course of action, based upon this revelation." "Pardon me, Elder", inquired McGuinness, "But I wasn't aware that was a new revelation for your people. The war was hundreds of years ago. What has changed, to cause this shift?" "The rest of the world has changed, I'm afraid. For two hundred years, the world was left to God's children to claim it. There was no conflict, no tension, and no murder. We live peacefully, multiplied, and spread across the great prairies. As far as we Hutterites see it, the meek have already inherited the world. Now we see the violent forces of Satan, springing up once again, founding great worldly empires. We fear that we may no longer be enacting God's will, as we once did. I wish for you to be there, when we consult the scriptures in unity, and determine our next course of action." "I see", McGuinness pondered. "Alright, you've got my pledge. I'll bring this before Parliament. I'm certain that, given the circumstances, they'll happily approve the meeting." "Thank you, Mister Prime Minister", Scholtz said with a smile, raising himself up from his chair, and extending his hand. McGuinness likewise rose from his chair, and met Scholtz with a hearty handshake. With that, the elder strode to the office door, and let himself out. McGuinness gave a deep sigh, slumping back into his chair. This wouldn't be an easy undertaking, but he was on his way to making history. Placing his pale hands back onto his keyboard, he began to compose one of two letters, that needed to be sent out, prior to the journey. There were neighbouring nations to the south of Chilliwack, and land disputes were best settled before they arose.
To The Hutterite Councils of Northern British Columbia,
Dear Councilmen,
I have received word that the Native bands of the North Coast have agreed to join our coalition. Our borders are to be redrawn to accommodate for this expansion. Further still, your people have been granted permission to establish communes within this territory, as the need arises. Talks will continue, with the hopes of expanding further up the island chain. As such, I would advise you to treat the locals with the utmost accommodation and hospitality, in keeping with good Christian behaviour.
Blessings upon you, -William McGuinness President of the Republic
Dear Emperor,
I write this letter on behalf of the citizens of the Republic of Chilliwack, and of the united Hutterite communes. Given the proliferation of multiple militarized nations within the bounds of North America, and the risk of conflict this presents, as these nations seek to expand, I propose an agreement between our two societies. In case of a situation in which either of us find ourselves the victims of belligerence from a neighbouring nation, I propose we rectify a pact, obligating us to provide military support to each other, so that we may properly defend against, and punish, the aggressor. Simply put, I'm offering a defensive military pact, to help preserve the peace, as our nations expand their borders. Further still, to supplement this alliance, I propose the establishment of a formalized trade route between our two nations. When two prosperous entities live so close to one another, it would be wasteful to not benefit from each other's success.
Regards, -William McGuinness Prime Minister of the Republic of Chilliwack Ambassador of the Hutterites
Ricochets or misfired rounds hitting trapped civilians still behind enemy lines or one of the team members is also something to keep in mind though.
~KL~
True. I think, in the interest of appeasing the Justice League, she'd only use live ammunition in situations where the wasn't any risk of hurting civilians.
Tim was always my favorite, now though in the New52 he's kinda just a 90's throwback waste of a character. The entire Red Robin series pre-reboot was FANTASTIC. I mean... if you REALLY wanna use Jason or Damian it's fine but the CS will have to wow me. And they'd most definitely fill a wildcard position same as Gunrat. Though Jason could already have a history with her...? @Jotunn Draugr
~KL~
I'm honestly not familiar with the Jason Todd arch, but I'd be happy to adjust Gunrat to be an equivalent replacement for him, or some kind of partner, if you can tell me some of the qualities that set the two of them apart.
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