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Alright, working through a post today. Hoping to have something up by this evening.
Just to confirm here so it's not just a Discord message, but the planned proposal for posting, @Hillan/@Sep, is not to return to a large overarching/GM Run Episodic format, but rather a player-driven and more intimate character plots correct?
Location: Edge Towers, - Seattle, WA
Episode #1: New Beginnings

Interaction(s): @Hound55 - Redmond Morrow, @King Kindred - Kalianne Wintergreen, @spicykvnt - Eilidh Vass
Post #1.02: Pissing Contest

"Who are you?!" A man exclaimed, bursting into the kitchen, an expression plastered on his face that Link could only assume belonged to feelings of constipation. The smell of sweat was the first odour that wafted over the werewolf. It was followed by the distinct smell of eggs, bacon grease and a scent that Link could only describe as suet.

The Wolf watched the tall figure closely, its claws poking beneath Link's fingertips, aching for a proper fight as the newcomer's keen eyes quickly darted back and forth between the friendly giant and the girl with the teacup.

Telepath.

Link inwardly growled. He recognized the man's look as the newcomer exchanged glances with the woman. Considering the woman before him was clearly blind, that knowing look and sense of calm could only mean she was operating with a sense Link himself didn't have. And given the pause it had produced in the large man, Lincoln could only extrapolate that meant they were communicating non-verbally. The only piece of the puzzle that Link didn't have was which one was the telepath. It'd be easy to assume the woman; such an ability made sense to combat her visual impairment. But appearances were often deceiving, and perhaps the vanilla gorilla positioned defensively was in fact the telepath with a gym complex.

"And what do you want here?"

Faster than the more muscular man could respond, the Wolf could have its claws around his neck. One swift movement would be all it would take to remove his jugular. A familiar red haze set over Link's eyes as he fought the hackles slowly rising on the back of his neck. He wasn't used to being confronted so brazenly, let alone by someone of a larger stature. But the male positing to protect the one who introduced herself as Eilidh was still nearly a head taller than Lincoln himself. The Wolf didn't like that.

Not one bit.

"Aye, we're still the Young Justice. I'm Eilidh - this is Red... Don't get many folk 'round here these days." The woman with the teacup answered, her tone indicating she was hoping to break the brewing tension.

With the arrival of another, the entire situation changed, however. Entering the room was an opposing door Link's attention was immediately drawn to the younger woman. Noting the knife in her hand and the distinct lack of silver's signature scent, Link couldn't help but allow a small smirk to crawl to the edge of his mouth at the ineffective weapon. The woman was clearly drained, but something about her gave Link the impression that a fight would be rejuvenating. She smelled not of flowers or sweets but of blood, salt and gun powder. To the Wolf, that was practically an aphrodisiac.

"Who's this?"

Stepping back from Red, Link composed himself, steeling his expression before turning towards the woman and politely extending a courteous hand.

"Lincoln Thrope," He stated, introducing himself. "I was just telling Eilidh that a man named Carter Hall had recently directed me to this tower. I'm a member of the Titans Academy in Midway City." Link's voice trailed off for a second.

"Or rather, was." He let out a reluctant sigh before continuing. "I've been framed for murder. I have no allies left. Carter told me that 'Young Justice' would be my best bet." Link paused again, looking directly at Kali before levelling his gaze around the room towards Eilidh briefly and then squarely at Red.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, I came to you all for help." He managed to spit out finally.

"Young Justice is my last hope."
I don't see any real need or benefit to a new thread.
OMG ARE Y'ALL SERIOUS RN



Sep doesn't make jokes.

"There are two wolves inside all of us, mine is just more literal."
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Originally the spoiled son of a state senator, growing up Lincoln had want of nothing. That all changed on his sixteenth birthday when in a twist of fate, the girl he scorned turned out to be the Maiden, an aspect of the Triple Goddess. Disgusted by the vain cruel boy, the Triple Goddess cursed the boy with lycanthropy so that the world would see him for the beast he was.

Though he thought he had a handle on the curse, Lincoln would go on to lose control several times until he was eventually confronted with the fact he couldn't handle it on his own. This eventually brought him under the mentorship of Cyborg and the Flash, finding him a place at the Titans' Academy. As a junior Titan, Link underwent training to one day join the ranks of heroes protecting the planet. However, this all changed when an impostor bearing a striking similarity to the Wolf framed Lincoln for murder leading to the young man become a fugitive from the law.

Under the guidance of Carter Hall, the hero known as Hawkman, Lincoln sought out the team known as Young Justice for help.

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Guess I had better edit the sheet into this universe lol
@Lord Wraith reported. You can't just poet without a character sheet.


I've got your CS right here.

Location: Edge Towers, - Seattle, WA
Episode #1: New Beginnings

Interaction(s): @spicykvnt - Eilidh Vass
Post #1.01: Across the Universe

The throaty rumble of the motorcycle's two-cylinder engine echoed over the nearby open water as the lone wolf approached the dilapidated tower. Liberated from police custody, Lincoln had reclaimed his precious motorcycle before evading the authorities. He had been framed and worse; cast out from the academy. They turned their back on him after the media's smear campaign. Still, the cursed young man wasn't without allies, and Carter had said he'd find help here in Seattle. Help that Lincoln definitely needed after what had happened in St. Louis.

But this place looked nearly abandoned, full of neglect. Pulling into the empty parking lot, Link lifted his leg over the motorcycle's saddle before hesitantly approaching the building. Despite the layer of dust and flickering lights, there was life inside the tower. The young Thrope could smell the presence of another, a female based on her scent. Other scents were present, but most of them were faint, some of them nearly gone.

Dragging a hand against the wall, he could feel the wolf's claws under his skin, begging to come out. But Link didn't sense danger, perhaps Hall was right to send him here, despite being so far from anything and everyone he ever knew.

Did Kennedy even think of him anymore? Or was did those at the Academy think him forever a killer?

"Hello?" Link called, his voice echoing down the hallway.

"Is anyone there?" He added, entering into a kitchen. Steam still lingered in the air, and the smell of freshly brewed tea was overpowering. A lone figure sat at the table, her eyes looking both everywhere and yet nowhere as Link's own keenly recognized that the woman could not see through them.

"I was told Young Justice could help me." Link explained further, "Though I was led to believe that name belonged to a team, not an individual." He paused, looking towards the woman.

"Are you the one that Carter referred to as Young Justice?"


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