Something about how Jason Todd’s core character trait is how he lost faith. He lost faith in Shiela, in Bruce, in the entire concept that someone else can care about him and actually have his best interests at heart.
Something about how Catholic priest Flashpoint Jason Todd is someone who has such intense faith, who trust so heavily in someone basically unprovable. Something about how without Bruce, without being Robin, it was his faith that was his core character trait.
Something about how being Robin and the life he was led into changed him in such a tragic and deep seeded way. I don’t know
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Flashpoint Baby Danny.
It had been all the Flash's fault—the trigger that disrupted the time stream as he created the Flashpoint.
And it had been Danny's luck that he existed outside of the time line that did this to him. True, the new powers were cool, but man, he wasn't happy about it. So he tried to find out who it was that was the fault for this and punch them!!
It hurt his head to have many different kinds of memories in his head and to be forced to change his body again! He is tiny could't attack as he was kidnapped by a Speedster person.
That Danny asked Clockwork to fix it, and what does Clockwork do? He gives him a riddle and throws him into the ocean.
Learn about you, 2 Father (Jack's counterpart), he says.
It would be fun, he says! Well, time to find people. But man, being a fish person is fun! CW was right! Till he fixes the time line he could have fun after all!
It didn't take long for Atleaneans to find the toddler Atantean so far away from Atalantis, as they brought him back with them.
There, it was found in the hospital that he is directly related to the royal family.
So either the parents are:
Flashpoint Wonder Woman + Flaspoint Aquaman
Or
Flashpoint Orm Marius and Flashpoint Penthesilea (they are together in the comic)
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So or so, i say Black Manta is dead if he tried touch danny. Moms would do it, Orm would do it anyways)
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For the Flashpoint timeline, if it exists,
Well, they want the baby back that was kidnapped by the outside world.
So not Amazon vs. Atantean War, but Amazon and Atantean vs. Outside War if the baby isn't returned.
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Excerpt from a fic I’m thinking about writing. Danny is the god of space, Clockwork is the god of time, with Danny being his biological son. Danny can see through time, but it’s limited, so Clockwork still sends him out to fix time
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“Barry Allen.”
Barry turned, completely unprepared for the being that stood in front of him. Brilliant white hair that moved without a breeze, light blue skin with the smattering of freckles across his face, vivid, neon green eyes, sharp, pointed ears, and brilliant white teeth that had fangs. The being wore royal blue robes that covered from his neck to his feet, and were free of any logo. On the beings shoulders sat a cape of a vivid black, darker than any fabric Barry had ever seen before. On the inside of the cape were stars and galaxies, along with planets that moved around the cape. Barry didn’t know if the cape was a projection of the galaxy or if it was it’s own seperate galaxy housed inside a cape.
“You have messed with the fabric of time.” The being continued.
The man was around Barry’s age, perhaps early to mid twenties. He stood several inches taller than Barry, who stood at 6”1.
“I—“ He found his mouth as dry as cotton. The being, whoever he was, radiated power unlike anything Barry had ever seen before in his life.
Barry was terrified.
“I’m sorry.” Barry said lamely.
The being tilted his head just slightly, looking at Barry as if he were an animal. “Everything is as it should be, Barry Allen,” The being continued, “However, the fabric of time will become unraveled if we do not correct your anomaly before it solidifies.”
Barry had no idea what the fuck that meant. The confusion must have shown on his face, as the being continued to speak.
“Time is like a river,” the being said, “if you throw a pebble in the stream it will change the surface of the water until the ripples dissipate. We are riding the current, but the ripples through time are becoming more unstable.”
“How do we fix it?” Barry asked.
“Simple. I reset the timeline to the original course.”
Barry frowned. “My mother would go back to being dead though, wouldn’t she?”
“Yes.”
Barry’s eyes narrowed. He knew he didn’t have his metahuman abilities and would likely be killed by this alien if he challenged the man, but he did it anyways. “No.”
Much to Barry’s surprise, the being smiled. “I knew you were going to say that.”
It seemed as if the being was messing with him now. Barry didn’t know what to think of that.
“I don’t want to lose my mom.” Barry said, sadness creeping into his voice.
“Your life has been altered by another being who should not be altering the time stream.” The being responded.
Wait, what?
“I will spare your mother if you assist me in catching this man.”
“Yes!” He agreed immediately. “I’ll do whatever it takes. Just save my mom.”
“Be careful what you wish for, Barry Allen.” The being warned. The being turned to leave, but was stopped by Barry.
“Wait. How do I contact you? And what do I call you?” Barry asked.
“I will contact you when the timeline resets.” The being said, pulling a medallion in the shape of a gear out of thin air and handing it to Barry. “Call me Phantom.”
“What’s this for?” Barry questioned.
“Place it around your moms neck. It will save her from being wrote out of existence.” Phantom replied, then dissappeared into a bright beam of light.
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Father Todd smokes behind the chapel and gets into yelling arguments with the deacons and priests about theology. He has strong opinions about the council of Trent. He doesn't give a shit about the graffiti on the side of the church buildings, but he really wishes people would stop stomping around his flower garden to do it. He is much loved by his parish, and a great comfort to people in crime alley. He once put a screw driver through two-face's tire for parking in the disabled spot outside the church. He still has Catherine's rosary beads, but he can’t bring himself to use them. He remembers being dead but he tells everyone he doesn't. He ran out of communion wafers one Sunday morning and improvised with rice crackers and the Bishop will never let him forget it.
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