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It truly is hell when you get attached to a ship with virtually no content. Now i gotta do it myself.

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I've been on a Batman kick again. One of my favorite Rouges (Not the favorite, but still loved) is Killer Croc. Especially when they give him a monster design.

Aside from scalie bait. I think he is interesting and has potential for some heartwrenching stories in shows and movies. Which they dive into in the comics. It's like. The problem with other media is that. Killer croc has no purpose.

You want him to be a dangerous dumb muscle who eats people. King Shark does that, and honestly it works better with him.

Then how about he's strong and clever. Which, admitally worked in The Batman 04. It's also like. Bane works that better too.

So what is left for croc? Well. I think they should go farther into the fact that he's actually more an antivillian in the comics. Protecting children and the homeless. Actually, being friendly to those that don't hurt him. He's still dangerous, but it's also shown he's not a complete monster. When you have characters look past his looks. You can get some sweet moments. Also, tragic moments, too.

I would say. Give KC a bit of Flash's Rouges treatment. Where he is dangerous and will kill. He also has his own code of ethics. He won't harm innocents. He'll protect those he cares about. Overall he wants to get rid of those that will harm innocent people in Gotham. He is just very brutal about it.

Oh, and for added drama. Have him fight his animal urges, too. With the more "adult" shows. You could have something where he loses control and kills someone he cared about.

Overall I think Batman villians work when they have a sympathetic element, or even like Ivy. There not "evil" just extreme in thier methods

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Who's Sage? (Rogues! the Podcast ONE-SHOT)

Suzie’s Square was a bar that was stuck in the nastier parts of Gotham City. Not the most popular spot, especially compared to the Iceberg Lounge, but it was comfortable and small and people didn’t stare. Whether you were a regular looking fellow or a freak of nature, most people who frequented this establishment had seen it all. 

It was the spot for two friends to hang out.

“So there I was, facing the jerk, and ready to throw my bike at ‘im!” Waylon Jones recounted facing Sage Treedear as he told his tale. The enbie smiled at the humour in his voice as he seemed to be recounting a more positive story.

“Did you throw it?” They asked.

“Oh you bet I did! David was the meanest kid I knew, and you know ol’ Waylon ain’t gonna take some punk’s nasty words!” The reptilian-looking man replied, sounding proud of himself. Sage’s smile widened as they took a sip of their fruity drink of choice.

“Kid had it coming,” they concurred. Waylon nodded.

“Ya don’t say! But sadly I almost got suspended. My daddy had to talk to the principal and all. A real mess, but one I look back at with a smile.” He concluded, before gesturing to them. “What about you?”

“What about me?” Sage replied, raising an amused brow. 

“You got any stories you wanna share?” 

Sage paused at that, trying to think of something interesting that had happened lately. But all they could think of immediately was the madness that had happened at Arkham with the lockdown, and they weren’t even present for that. However, another story came to mind as they thought about it.

“I discovered something disgusting about a rich prick – he tried to cover up the fact that he recently raped this girl.” Sage recalled, their smile fading. Waylon’s own smile vanished instantly as he looked downright vicious, though he did not scare Sage in the slightest. They smiled at that though, before taking another sip. “Don’t worry, he’s never going to hurt anybody again.”

At that Waylon smiled satisfied before he shook his head in disgust, “How anybody can do that is beyond me. What a piece of shit. Glad he’s gone.” He commented. Sage noted his frustration and exhaled through their nose in agreement. 

“Gotham’s a cesspit, Waylon. It wriggles and writhes beneath the heels of the uber rich and criminals. So many different kinds of monsters thrive here and so few of their crimes go unpunished…” Sage explained, feeling tired as they nursed their fruity drink of choice.

“I hear ya,” Waylon Jones interrupted their thoughts as he sighed, “It’s tough. But ya seem to be doing alright!”

“Not anymore than I usually am…” They responded, their energy gone as they eyed the glass. Waylon didn’t speak for a moment and when he did, he sounded concerned.

“Hey Sage?”

“Hmm?”

“You’ve been taking your meds, right?” He asked. Sage looked up at him, wondering why he’d ask them that. But as they considered his question, they realised why. With a reassuring smile, they nodded.

“Yeah, I’m good, Waylon. Thanks for checking in.” Sage thanked. 

“Well, now, I gotta. Nobody else looks after you, so ol’ Waylon’s gotta!” He chuckled. 

Despite the ugliness of Gotham, there was a beauty to it that Sage felt had often gone unnoticed. The people who lived there were resilient as all hell, and especially their dear friend Waylon. 

Sage had met Waylon when they were 19, fresh out of jail and in a horrible place mentally. Waylon had been their saviour, taking them in and making sure they got proper help. Sage knew that without Waylon, they wouldn’t have been there to enjoy the drinks they were having with the man. It was funny how life worked out – a giant reptile looking guy helping out a then twig of a person. Everyone feared him except for Sage. Not much could or would surprise them anymore. They’d lived through so much nonsense as a result of living in this ridiculous city. 

“I really appreciate that, Waylon.” They said sincerely. Waylon’s smile turned sad and that caused alarms to go off in Sage’s head. 

“What’s wrong?” They asked, concerned. Waylon sighed heavily. 

“I uh… I had to let my ducks go…” he replied, quickly. Sage blinked in surprise before they themselves looked sad as well. 

“Wait, why?” They said, obviously upset. 

“It… it wasn’t fair to keep ‘em cooped up. They were getting big.” Waylon explained. Sage watched him before they realised something. 

“Is that why you invited me out so early in the day?” They asked gently. He nodded wordlessly. “Oh, you poor dear…”

“Well, it was the right thing to do, ya know?” Waylon said, though despite his words being positive, his tone was anything but. 

“Of course, but it’s important to grieve…” Sage expressed. The two sat in silence as the enbie tried to think of something that could cheer up their friend. With a warm smile, they leaned in to wrap an arm around his own. “Tell you what, let’s go!”

“Where we going?” Waylon asked, confused. Sage slapped a twenty on the counter before hopping off their chair.

“We’re gonna go toss some stones in the river!”

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“I didn’t think ya were serious.”

Both Waylon and Sage sat at the bank of the Gotham river and both were chucking stones at the waters, trying to see who could do the most impressive skips. Sage smiled at his comment before tossing another flat stone, watching it skip four times before it sank. 

“I always am!” Sage joked, before gesturing for his turn. He flicked the stone and it beat Sage’s skips by one. The enbie pouted with good humour as they realised that he had won this round. 

“Seriously, thank you. This is a lot better than a bar right now. Quieter and less people.” Waylon expressed honestly. Sage couldn’t help but smile at that, happy to see him in even a slightly better mood. 

“Definitely.” Sage agreed with a giggle. 

“Waylon?”

The unfamiliar voice brought Sage’s attention above them, where a well dressed man in green looked down at Waylon. The man looked like he was rich and filthy rich too. The enbie’s smile instantly fell as they crossed their arms. It seemed the man had yet to properly acknowledge them. Waylon however looked pleased to see him.

“Hiya, Eddie!” Waylon replied. Eddie? Who was Eddie? Sage wondered internally, but the more they looked at the mysterious man, the more they felt like they had seen him before. 

“What are you doing out here?” ‘Eddie’ asked. Sage instantly went into defensive mode as they stepped forward.

“Spending time with me.” They stated, eyes meeting the man with coldness. He finally seemed to realise that they were there and looked confused by their existence. 

“Who’re you?” He asked bluntly. It was Waylon who intervened before Sage could spit back a rude remark.

“This is Sage, Eddie! Sage’s a good friend of mine. They use they/them pronouns!” Waylon introduced, looking at Sage to make sure he got that right. The enbie couldn’t help but smile proudly at his consideration. His energy always made them feel better.

“Oh,” Eddie replied, sounding genuinely surprised by the fact. Sage had to resist the eyeroll. 

“Something wrong with that?” They asked, eyes narrowing instead, daring the man to challenge them. The man shook his head.

“No, of course not. But I have to admit that I am surprised, Waylon. People don’t usually approach you, after all.” He explained. Waylon half-smiled as he shook his head. 

“That’s true. But Sage is a special case.” Waylon expressed and Sage couldn’t help but smile at that. Waylon was the sweetest person imaginable, so it was hard to imagine that Sage (and now this strange green clothed man) were his only friends. 

“Well, you giving high praise is good enough in my book,” the man replied before he seemed to remember something, “Oh, where are my manners? Edward Nygma, and I use he/him pronouns.”

At that introduction, Sage’s eyes widened as they realised just why the man looked so familiar. The man in front of them was the Riddler! How on Earth was Waylon friends with the Riddler?! At Sage’s flabbergasted look, Edward looked deeply amused.

“I’m guessing you recognise the name? Kind of hard not to, after all.” He asked, to which Sage felt like punching his arrogant ass. He genuinely seemed like an absolute prick to be around, let alone the sheer amount of crimes the man had committed. They tensed up again as they wondered why he was still there.

“It’s difficult to forget the name of an awahodos such as yourself.” Sage retorted, to which Edward looked puzzled yet curious. However, it was clear he was getting bored as he turned back to Waylon.

“Why are you out by the banks, throwing stones in the river anyway?” Edward asked, sounding genuinely curious for a pretentious prick who thought he was so much smarter than everybody.

“Uh… I uh… I had to let my ducks go,” Waylon remembered, looking sad yet again. Sage placed a comforting hand on his arm. “They’s were gettin’ too big.”

“Oh, you poor–” the Riddler started before he seemed to remember that Sage was there and stopped, “But you’re… okay, right? More or less?”

“Yeh, sorta. Jus’ sad.” Waylon replied.

“I’m sure they’ll be back to see you though,” Edward tried, which made Sage pause. Was this all an act or was Edward actually being genuine?

“I sure hope so. They was good company... someone to gab at. Be nice if they came to visit.” Waylon remarked, before meeting Sage’s eyes, “Not that you ain’t great company.”

“Oh no, don’t worry, I know what you mean.” Sage reassured him. They heard Edward say something under his breath but ignored him. 

“But if they forgit about me, I won’t be mad. Jus’ means they gettin’ on with their life. An’ that’s good.” Waylon continued, and Sage heard Edward continue to murmur something under his breath. He seemed to be lost in his own world. 

“Sure gonna be lonely without ‘em... Haven’t seen Jon boy in a while, neither.” Waylon added. Even though Sage had no idea who ‘Jon boy’ was, if Waylon spoke fondly of him then he probably was also another friend.

“Naturally. You have an empty nest, alas.” Edward remarked, suddenly fully engaged in the conversation, which Sage found instantly suspicious as they narrowed their eyes at him. He ignored them.

“Dunno what I’m gonna do with myself, now…” Waylon finished, sounding genuinely depressed.

“We’ll figure out something for you,” Sage reassured him, choosing to return the favour of ignoring Edward as well.

“Hah! Can’t get a much stronger argument than that. Right, Waylon?” Edward rambled before getting Waylon’s attention. The Killer Croc looked over at the younger man solemnly. 

“Yeah, Eddie?” He asked. 

“I have a proposition for you.” 

“Wha’?” Waylon asked. 

“How’d you like to come on a little drive with me?” Edward asked. Now Sage was suspicious and wasn’t about to let it go.

“Where are you going?” They asked, their tone sharp. Edward was in too good a mood to register their aggression.

“Oh ho, that part’s a secret. Right now, the only detail I will impart is that it’s a long way to go.” Edward explained, before looking at Waylon, “Are you game?”

“What you need ol’ Waylon fo’?”

“You have… special skills.” Edward replied.

“I does?”

“Absolutely. Invaluable ones.”

“That like useless?” 

“No, Waylon, that means that they can’t be replaced.” Sage explained sincerely. The croc man grinned.

“Heh. What you need my special skills fo’?” Waylon asked Edward.

“I’ll give you a hint - we’re going to find a friend.” Edward replied with an air of mystery to it all. Waylon’s brows furrowed as he thought about his words and Sage wondered who the friend in question was.

“Friend… friend…”

“The looming, sullen fellow? Perpetually unimpressed and glaring over his glasses like a disapproving librarian?” Edward elaborated with a smile. 

“Jon boy?” Waylon asked, perking up instantly. Now that was curious, Sage thought. And they wondered yet again who Jon was.

“You got it.” Edward replied.

“Haven’t seen him aroun’. He got away?” Waylon inquired, sounding hopeful.

“I had to give him a shove in the right direction, but yes. The flight reflex that’s ingrained in people like us finally kicked in.” Edward explained.

“People like you?” Sage asked, eyes back on the Riddler yet again.

“I’m so happy the cops didn’t get ‘im.” Waylon said sincerely.

“It’s an example of conditioning, I suppose - the police sirens sound, and the criminals run for the hills.” Edward mused aloud. 

“Weren’t his fault, neither. It was all because of that Bolton. Poor li’l Ikky…” Waylon mourned, and at this point Sage had finally put the pieces together of just who ‘Jon boy’ was. Their eyes widened yet again.

“The Scarecrow?!” Sage exclaimed, wondering if everybody here had lost their minds. “You guys are gonna go get the Scarecrow?!”

“Yes, absolutely. But–” Edward paused as he smiled and put a finger to his lips, “Shh. Just between us.”

“I love secrets! I won’t tell no one.” Waylon half-whispered, and Sage looked even more concerned. 

“Waylon, you’re not actually considering going with this wan8daminat, are you?” They asked, hoping beyond all hopes that he’d say no. 

“Well, yeah. Jon boy’s my friend, like you are. I gotta help my friends and Jon boy really needs our help.” Waylon explained, sounding sincere and wholehearted. Sage could feel their stomach drop at that, wondering just how Waylon had gotten involved with these bastards.

“Excellent.” Edward smiled. 

“Wait.” Sage stopped them both as they met Edward’s gaze with a dangerous one. They didn’t trust Edward Nygma and they especially didn’t trust the man who went insane and killed half a dozen Arkham staff while on a rampage not even a few weeks ago. “If Waylon’s going, then so am I.”

“What?” Edward asked, obviously taken aback. Waylon however looked overjoyed.

“Really? You wanna go?” He asked, with a happy grin on his face. “You’ll get to meet Jon boy and–”

“Absolutely not!” Edward interrupted, “This is not a trip for just any ordinary Gothamite!” 

Sage’s anger was brimming as they glared daggers at Edward for denying them. Waylon clearly noticed while Edward did not. “Uh… Eddie?”

“I will not allow you to come with us! I know nothing about you, and even if I did, you don’t look like you could do much of anything.” Edward insulted, still ranting. Sage was silent but Waylon was getting nervous and visibly so.

“Eddie…”

“Why come with us? Because you don’t trust Jon or I? Well, I guarantee that Waylon trusts us more than he trusts you–”

But before Edward could finish his sentence, a sudden pressure enveloped him as he froze. Sage’s eyes were wide with rage as they could feel the presence of Esga behind them, keeping Edward frozen and slowly applying more pressure to him. He met their gaze in horror and Sage’s eyes narrowed.

“I don’t trust you. And it’s for that reason that I will be coming. So… Do you want to finish that sentence?” They asked, voice darker. After a moment, Edward managed to shake his head and in that moment, Esga released him causing the man to fall to the ground. Waylon went to help him up as Sage watched.

“You didn’t have to go so hard on ‘im, Sage,” Waylon chided softly. Sage sighed as their anger slowly left their body and Esga retreated into the back of their mind. 

“Sorry, Waylon. But I’m going whether Eddie likes it or not.” Sage replied. Once Edward was back on his feet, he shot them a small glare before he cleared his throat.

“Fine. You can come.” Edward surrendered and Sage felt a twinge of pleasure at seeing the man frustrated. 

“When do we go?” Waylon asked, bringing back the topic of conversation back to what it was initially. Edward turned his attention back to Waylon and smiled.

“Meet me here at daybreak tomorrow. We have no time to waste, so we’ll need to start early.” He explained. Sage wondered why so early, but then again, if they were a supervillain on the run, they’d probably run as far away as possible.

“Aw, this is excitin’!” Waylon cheered, sounding absolutely thrilled, which did make Sage smile a bit.

“You betcha,” Edward remarked with a smile that looked genuine, “I’ll see you right here tomorrow – I have some arrangements to make. Bring any supplies you might need with you; it’s a long journey, and we’ll be gone for a few days.”

“Okay! Waylon and Sage’ll be here with our bells on.” Waylon said excited. However, Sage couldn’t help but wonder what exactly awaited them on this insane trip…

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I think there’s a super easy way to justify Batman adopting his kids and turning them into vigilantes, it works weather it’s another universe or making it the origin of the main universe versions after another full on reboot.

Dick after his parents die is taken in by the Court of Owls who raise him to be the succession of The Judge, who’s the founder and leader of the CoW, which would explain why he wasn’t turned into a talon. He’s super fucked up when Bruce saves him, so Bruce decides to take him because there isn’t really that many options for a kid who saw his parents die in front of his eyes and then was raised by a supernatural cult for a bit.

Jason grew up in the streets of Gotham, it’s not that hard to come up for some reason that normal people can’t help him, make him the victim of a pro type of the Joker Venom that fucks him up but he can still be relatively normal most times.

Tim already had fucked up parents, parents who were interested in artifact. So let’s say his PoS parents left him around some supernatural artifact that mentally scared him for life and made him supernatural in some way.

I don’t need to over Damien, Duke, and Cass for obvious reasons.

Everyone now has super fucked experiences that no one is equipped to help them with, fuck even a therapist wouldn’t be enough at that point. So is it really that much a stretch to say them becoming child vigilantes who train to handle their supernatural ‘scars’ is the worst idea.

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