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metaheroes2023-01-03 01:23 pm
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OurPowers | Video | Tim Drake | Public
Display Name: Tim Drake
Notes: During the age swap event
[ There’s a spikey-haired child who has clearly already discovered Dep Gel. He’s sitting in a front of a grungy brick wall with badly chipping paint that shows the strata of different paint layers. Looks like an alley, with a thin line of corrugated metal just visible behind the boy.
Clever eyes would recognize that he’s sitting on the closed lid of a dumpster. It doesn’t look like a place for a boy of somewhere between 8 and a very small 10. ]
My name’s Tim Drake, and I’m in Central City. I’m not supposed to be.
I hope I’ve gotten this working. I guess it’s supposed to be mine? The account has my name, but that’s not right. You aren’t supposed to use real information on social media, especially when you’re a kid, because it can lead to abductions.
[ Tim glances around, like he’s expecting someone to come bursting in now that he’s said that outloud. ]
And I think I’ve been abducted?
[ He picks at t-shirt and leather jacket that he’s absolutely swimming in. ]
They changed my clothes.
[ Frowning, he looks confused at that, and as if he’s run out of things to say here. ]
You’re not supposed to give personal details online. I did, but I think the rules are different when you’ve been kidnapped? I’m not going to say my parents names or address, but I can’t walk home.
Notes: During the age swap event
[ There’s a spikey-haired child who has clearly already discovered Dep Gel. He’s sitting in a front of a grungy brick wall with badly chipping paint that shows the strata of different paint layers. Looks like an alley, with a thin line of corrugated metal just visible behind the boy.
Clever eyes would recognize that he’s sitting on the closed lid of a dumpster. It doesn’t look like a place for a boy of somewhere between 8 and a very small 10. ]
My name’s Tim Drake, and I’m in Central City. I’m not supposed to be.
I hope I’ve gotten this working. I guess it’s supposed to be mine? The account has my name, but that’s not right. You aren’t supposed to use real information on social media, especially when you’re a kid, because it can lead to abductions.
[ Tim glances around, like he’s expecting someone to come bursting in now that he’s said that outloud. ]
And I think I’ve been abducted?
[ He picks at t-shirt and leather jacket that he’s absolutely swimming in. ]
They changed my clothes.
[ Frowning, he looks confused at that, and as if he’s run out of things to say here. ]
You’re not supposed to give personal details online. I did, but I think the rules are different when you’ve been kidnapped? I’m not going to say my parents names or address, but I can’t walk home.
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Who’s going to come find us? Did you see someone?
I’m in Central City. I think it’s in Missouri.
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Dad. Found me before. He'll find me again.
Your dad too. Right?
[Her voice cracks as she says it, clearly not believing it.]
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[ His dad will call the police or pay the ransom, but Tim thinks that his father’s search would be just a quick drive around the neighborhood except… ]
He’s in South America.
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[She hugs her knees closer to her chest, screwing her eyes closed.]
...'m sorry.
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[ Tim would rather get home before his parents find out, but he can tell that she’s really upset. ]
What’s your name? Are you okay?
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I just wanna go home!
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[ It’s a bit overwhelming. He wants to help, but doesn’t know who she is or where she is. He can’t give her a hug or tell her how to get home. It’s heavy. ]
You can find someone to help you. I can stay here talking to you until you do.
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...please.
[And, after another long pause while she catches her breath and sobs:]
Beth. 'm Beth.