#multiple rocket launcher

[awesome-casuallyfamouscollector]

Destroyed Russian 122mm 2B17M BM-21 (for 9K51M Tornado-G MLRS), Russia, December 22, 2024. Source: ukr.warspotting.net

P.S. According to Putin's plan by day 1034 of Russian invasion into Ukraine on December 23, 2024, the Russian war criminals had lost 1256 multiple rocket launchers...Russian military trucks and weapons are cheap junk, but the amount of damage and the fact that the Russians were forced to spend money on their production and their crews in most cases did not survive the invasion of Ukraine...Putin's "plan" is costing the Kremlin much more than most of the idiots serving the Kremlin think ....

[jcmarchi]

Russians Spotted Unable to Identify Their Own Rocket - Technology Org

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Russians Spotted Unable to Identify Their Own Rocket - Technology Org

Weapon identification is not just some hobby of amateur military experts online. It is actually an important task. By identifying weapons in the enemy forces – including the types of their rockets – you can gather a lot of important intel.

For example, if you know what weapons are used against you with a high degree of effectiveness, you can prepare your defense accordingly. However, Russians in Ukraine, apparently, are struggling with this issue.

A clueless Russian soldier with an unexploded MO.1.01.04M meant for the TOS-1A (Screenshot).

Two Russian soldiers found an unexploded rocket in a field in the Avdiivka region in Ukraine and identified it as “something Western”.

That was a large rocket – one of the Russian soldiers measured it with his steps and estimated it to be around 3 metres long, albeit a smaller diameter. Russians filmed the inscriptions on the body of the unexploded rocket up close too, but quickly dismissed them as being something written in English.

However, as noted by war observer Oleksandr Kovalenko, it is clearly a Russian rocket. There is not even a crumb of doubt and these two Russian soldiers didn’t need any special knowledge or training to figure this one out.

“I don’t know where these “experts” saw English letters on the hull of the rocket, without noticing the Cyrillic characters “КБ” and “3Д” (apparently they don’t even know the Russian alphabet, let alone Latin), but their rocket turned out to be a rocket-propelled projectile MO.1.01.04M for TOS-1A Solntsepyok”, Kovalenko writes.

The TOS-1A Solntsepyok is a multiple rocket launcher capable of using thermobaric warheads. Russia is the manufacturer and the main user of the TOS-1A, although the defenders of Ukraine managed to destroy a handful of them.

Ukraine reportedly captured at least 3 TOS-1As and four TZM-Ts during the ongoing war and at least one of them was used against the Russian positions.

However, even so, Ukraine barely has any of the TOS-1A systems. And it doesn’t even matter – the only thing that matters is that that particular rocket was not from the Western countries and did not have any English inscriptions.

A group of TOS-1A Solntsepyok (“Scorching sunlight”) firing a volley of rockets. Image credit: Vitaly V. Kuzmin via Wikimedia (CC BY-SA 4.0)

According to Kovalenko, that video is interesting because it is the first recorded malfunctioning MO.1.01.04M and the rocket was produced in 2023.

Also, this rocket landed in Russian-controlled territory. That is, it could have fallen on the heads of the occupiers themselves. Russia is using weapons straight from the factory and they are already malfunctioning dangerously.

Regarding the inability to identify their own rocket, this Russian mistake is merely funny, because they made and uploaded this video themselves.

However, in some cases, these mistakes can be dangerous, because unexploded munitions can be extremely dangerous depending on their type and how you treat them.

Written by Povilas M.

Sources: Charter97.org, Wikipedia

[wishingstarinajar]

Slapped some color onto Grizzwire cuz the old mech deserves it.

[shailion]

Just woke up from a video game like dream where the weapon and armor upgrade shop was a food stall where the guy did upgrades on the side. The menu had a list of food with "ask me about my girlfriend!" drawn on it.

He was trying to earn enough money to fulfill his lifelong dream to live in a tower.

He seemed like a cool dude.

Goodbye shop guy i hope you and your girlfriend get your tower soon.

[ryn-city]

i think my favorite thing of any and all Palworld drama ive seen thus far is the insistence that it positively promotes slavery and sweatshops, while if you actually partake in any entirely optional slavery or formation of sweatshops the game itself it more ways than one makes it abundantly clear to you that what youre doing is morally reprehensible and makes you a bad person

[byberbunk2069]

One of the real perks of 2.0 is that they finally made death races fun

[demonfox38]

Got Necromus. Paladius ended up getting no-clipped through a sand dune and into The Backrooms by my rocket launcher, so that put a damper on completing the fight. Still got a victory, though.

[bluebellplayinggames]

i do find the fact that the Big Guys in resident evil are just fully unaffected by guns.... unless they get shot with them one thousand times until they die

[ghostwarriorrrr]

[awesome-casuallyfamouscollector]

Destroyed Russian 122mm 9P138 Grad-1 multiple rocket launcher, Semenivka, Pokrovsk raion, Ukraine, 2023. Source: ukr.warspotting.net

[withlovebyers]

small detail but i love how jinx builds almost all of her weapons and grenades in shape of different kinds of animals. it's so jinx core and i think arcane designers did a great job.

we can see that in the concept arts too. powder is fixing a mechanic bird thingy and there's the rhino plushie with her doodles on it, so adorable. 💙

she loves monkeys and sharks more as we all know. i love her fishbones rocket launcher. we also saw her with the monkey bombs multiple times in both seasons.

her iconic graffiti is also a monkey symbol. and her shark hoodie of course. it's my personal favorite, she looks SO good. 💖 (i'm still so upset that they didn't make her wear ekko's jacket btw. 😭)

in conclusion, she's the coolest character and i missed her so much. 🥲🩷

[moonlightcycle571]

Captain Marvel not understanding anything about technology yet somehow being a technopath

I think it should be established that Billy Batson knows nothing about technology. He was stuck in the time bubble for over 50 years, and even then (before during and after), he’s a street kid. Man’s still on radio and old vehicles.

Every time she leaned something slightly techie, he gets flabbergasted. Mispronounces the name of so many machines and has no idea what’s the differences between an IPod and an IPhone. He understands even less why Sam’s song is beefing with an apple???

Having said that, Captain Marvel can be terrifyingly proficient in tech at random times, and the reasoning behind it is so dumb that any tech-savie person in the vicinity are either banging their heads or foaming in jealousy.

Electrics use electricity. Cap is technically Living Lightning. And magical. All Cap needs to do is think about something for it to appear in the nearest screens.

Batman: the access to the security are heavily locked and would take to much time to enter from the outside

Marvel: I got it! *camera footage appear on the screen*

Batman: hn?

*or*

Oracle: I need to bypass multiple firewalls. The coding is so complex, but if you give me ten minutes-

Marvel: oh it’s cool *waves his hand*

Oracle: …

Oracle: did you crack the code by waving your hand…

Marvel: yeah I just swishes off the weird blocks

Oracle, inwardly: THAT SHOULD BE MEEEE

Oracle, outwardly: *noticeably restrained* cool 🙂

*Or*

Marvel: Hey Vic, do you want to get milkshakes?

Cyborg: I can’t, the father box is acting up. I’ve been glitching all day.

Marvel: oh let me help

Cyborg: you can’t just-

Marvel: *slaps Victors shoulder* there!

Cyborg: … how???

Marvel: I asked nicely! 😁

Cyborg: I’m going to die now

Bonus:

Somewhere in a dark unused part of the watchtower, many capes gathered.

Barbara Gordon: Today we will welcome a new member to our support group. Introduce yourself, tell us why you’re here and will can start the meeting.

Roy Harper: Hi, I’m Arsenal, and today Captain Marvel broke my grenade launcher. He then felt bad and made me a pocket rocket launcher. Meaning it’s a rocket launcher but when I press a button, it turns into a small box for me to carry around. I asked him why make a rocket launcher and not a grenade launcher, and he asked me what’s the difference.

*echoes of ‘oooh’ and ‘welcome to the club’*

Tim Drake: I taught him on how to set a Facebook account and helped him set his profile. I go out to get an energy drink. I come back and he’s hacking conversations of the mafia, giving me info on the trafficking ring I’ve been tracking for a month.

*sympathising nods from everyone*

Jaime Reyes: Last Thursday, my scarab got scratched and was having trouble repairing itself. Marvel came in and put a bandaid on it. The worse part is… it actually worked.

*cue groans through out the room*

[th3r3dw00dtr33]

Hey so I saw that you had said your requests were open and u right for creepypasta and was wondering if u could do either a jeff x very crazy fem reader or an eyeless jack x cannibal reader if not it's ok and if u do decide to you can pick whatever one you want to to

Definitely, I'd love to do this! Jeff the Killer with a very crazy fem!reader

At first he didn't notice you were that different at first— Heck, he thought you were just another random f-ed up girl who joined the Creepypasta gang.

Did he try to kill you the moment he met you? Yes.

Did he find out how mentally insane you were around five minutes later? Also yes.

He definitely didn't expect you to pull out a butterfly knife and try to stab him, but he dodged so it's alright. I think.

Y'all fought, knife against knife, and you beat each other up pretty badly.

Slenderman was not happy, but Jeff does not care. That much. But you? You were grinning like a madwoman (I mean—).

It was odd, since you were a newbie and newbies tended to fear the Operator, but then again, you shouldn't have been able to land a hit on him if you weren't that f-ed up in the head.

Oop— you made a comment about the Operator under your breath? The Operator made sure to gave you more dangerous missions from now on.

You also earned a 3-hour lecture about "obey the no fighting rule" and "do not test me" from said Operator.

You probably earned Jeff's attention after that stunt, and both of you had to tank out the pain of your wounds.

After you and Jeff got to know each other more, he began to notice how awfully f-ed up you were.

I mean, don't get me wrong, he is also very f-ed up, but it's just not what he was expecting. (I don't know how he didn't notice from the manic cackles and off-putting comments lmao)

You two are very chaotic together, and have been plotting to set multiple towns on fire around the Slender Woods. You just need more matches. And a rocket launcher.

Thanks for requesting and I hope this is to your liking!

Q: Who's your fav creepypasta?

[jewish-sideblog]

I know for a fact that people are responding with orientalism, fetishization, and fandomization of the Israel / Palestine conflict. Because there is no way in hell that the American left would have responded the same way to October 7 happening in America.

Imagine if 364 people had been killed by AK assault rifles in a mass shooting at a music festival in America. I think the response from the American left would be much different. There would been have been universal condemnation and a push to dismantle and disarm the known hate group that planned and executed the shooting. There would have been common sense reforms planned to prevent the exact same thing from happening again.

But the mass shooting killed 364 Israelis, not 364 Americans. It was accompanied by 5000 rockets aimed at civilian targets, 775 other fatal shootings, and 247 instances of human trafficking across international borders. Torture. Mutilation. Sexual violence. Infants shot multiple times.

Somehow, that means the response from the American left has fully reversed. Many of them have, in essence, said that “A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.” They used the opportunity to glorify terrorists who mass-murdered civilians with the intent to commit genocide. Isn’t that what the American alt-right normally does in response to violence?

The necessary disclaimer here is that none of this should serve to justify the actions of the Israeli government. A military force that is typically known for having historically low rates of civilian death now has historically high rates— there is no excuse for that. The amount of sheer Israeli incompetence that allowed the attack to happen in the first place, and led such a disproportionate response, is nothing but a complete humanitarian failure of the Likud administration.

But I remember distinctly how many Americans glorified Hamas and called for the destruction of Jews in Israel on October 7th. During the terrorist attack. Before Israel’s military response. Clearly, no military response of any kind could have been justified by the people who usually beg for violent hate groups to get disarmed.

This is a kind of conflict many of them will never have to actually reconcile with, because the while the average American can access an automatic rifle, they can’t access a rocket launcher. Lacking insight into geopolitical history, the realities of warfare, and any actual ties to the real people being killed, they turned their slacktivism into a show. Hamas are Good Guys and Zionists are Bad Guys. And as long as it’s happening several thousand miles away, a Good Guy with a Gun becomes a perfect fantasy.

[lagomoz]

Proseka headcanons

-as rui’s childhood friend, nene has extensive fire safety knowledge

-shizuku is adopted, hence why she looks so different from shiho. she was adopted shortly before the moon rabbit event and it contributed to her clinginess

-shiho forgets this fact sometimes. she’ll casually mention something like shizuku got all mom’s good genes so unfair and ichika has to be. um. shiho

-kanade is mildly nearsighted/myopic but spends so much time at her computer she hasn’t noticed

-emu is buff. she climbs multiple stories without breaking a sweat and is canonically part of the swimming, handball and rhythmic gymnastic clubs, you can’t tell me she doesn’t have some muscle

-saki helps out as a human notepad for tsukasa, reminding of him things he would otherwise forget within 5 minutes

-the vocaloids also help. at first it was unnerving to have hatsune miku be an extension of his psyche that knows his darkest secret (stole saki’s candy when he was 6) but now his phone has a more reliable catgirl themed reminder system

-you know that classic nightmare of leaving the house without pants? tsukasa has legitimately done that as a kid. he forgor. (saki will never let him live it down)

-in the kamiyama student council/hall monitor room, an has put up at sign saying “_ days since last kamishiro incident”

-the shinonome siblings both figured out the other one was gay before they figured it out about themselves

-airi’s great at trivia from her time as a variety show star. she still can’t beat minori at idol trivia, though

-ena keeps a diary with fort knox level security. try to read it and you’ll lose a finger

-saki learned to crochet from the old ladies in the hospital

-shiho’s most treasured phenny is a somewhat lumpy crocheted phenny holding a very lumpy crocheted bass guitar

-tsukasa snores. he falls asleep in 10 seconds and sounds like a dying lawnmower

-mizuki has learned a small bit of french from their sister and uses it exclusively to teach rui and an how to swear in french

-emu still celebrates her grandfather’s birthday, even if he’s not there to celebrate with her

-ena is allergic to dogs, the middle point to airi’s cat allergy and akito’s dog phobia

-rui has various small scars from his experiments over the years, but nobody ever believes the real causes (rocket launcher, robot bite, exploding balloon animal, etc.) so he just makes up a new cause every time someone asks

-mmj! has had repeated incidents of minori and airi’s little siblings walking into frame when streaming at their houses. shiho understands the concept of a livestream but has still been caught failing at creeping past like that one new broadcast of the guy crawling along the floor

-kanade has pots & eds, this one I have a reason for look at her symptoms. chronic exhaustion, heat and cold intolerance, comorbid sleep issues and depression, dizziness when standing up, fainting after standing up, very pale skin, family history of medical issues, pain at normal physical activities, exercise intolerance, vertigo at mild exertion, she just fucking dies during the entire baseball event, I could go on. she canonically gets pain in her hands from opening a jar girl that is not just being out of shape that is physical disability. this one I will go conspiracy board on listen to me I’m right

-kohane ate bugs as a kid. an is horrified, toya is confused, akito is impressed

-ena and airi got in trouble in middle school because they’d keep starting fist fights in defense of the others honor. if they saw the other in a fight they’d jump in guns blazing no hesitation no questions ask ready to throw the fuck down

-vbs!rin and len were given a skateboard by an and then promptly had the skateboard confiscated by meiko for property destruction

-haruka is horrible with slang. she asks the stream chat what poggers means and immediately uses it completely wrong, killing all viewers on impact

-minori is torn between thinking it’s cute and wanting to die

-toya has been banned from arcades before because he made them lose too much money/they suspected he was cheating

-ena brought kanade over for girls night and nearly scared akito half to death because he went down to get a late night snack and there was some Ghastly Creature looming in his kitchen

-kohane's parents stick out like a sore thumb when going to her live shows. it mortifies her that everyone on vivid street can recognize them as the only milquetoast middle aged couple dressed in normal clothes loudly going YOU'RE DOING GREAT SWEETIE that don't know the first thing about music

-minori knows basic programming. she mostly uses it for forums, blogs, html, other web design things usually related to idols as a hobby, but she's become the groups designated anti-shizuku tech support

-mafuyu has always been able to see ghosts but after adults figured she was just playing pretend as a kid so she shrugged and figured it was normal and not worth bringing up again

-honami has one of those massive extended families and somehow keeps track of them all. at any given time cousin #57 can crawl out of the woodwork and she remembers their new job, favorite food, past three romantic relationships and list of allergic reactions

-mizuki does doll customizing as a hobby. they prefer making human sized clothes, but it's fun to make them miniature too. they've introduced shizuku to it and she loves it, but doesn't have the heart to do anything that would hurt the doll (sawing limbs off, dunking them in boiling water, shoving wires in them, etc.)

[sgconway]

Bruce fights through the concussion, Joker loses

Bruce came too, a ringing in his ears, blood covered some of his vision as his eyes tried to focus, blinking away the blood and the dust, his fingers twitched, he waited trying listen to his body as his fingers felt for what he was wearing, finally confirming the fabric, suitcoat, burnholes, he was at the company. But why could he feel the wind, there were no opening windows this high... high... the Board meeting, this was his board meeting suit, but why was he unconscious? Board meetings were not the place to be unconscious...

Rolling slowly to his side, he stared, trying to understand what he was looking at. The large window was broken, a mix of shatter damage and melt damage, grenade no that isn't it, who could throw one that high, rocket propelled something... that twigged something in his memory, his head hurt, he just needed to remember, sharp shooting pain... rocket... rocket... The Rocket!?!

He remembers now, one of the board members talking, something, something, mistress, whatever it was wasnt important, he looked out the window, catching a glint on a roof. An out of place glint, he looks out these windows often during board meetings, he knows what flints are where, focusing he sees the face of a clown mask grining up at him, and... that's a rocket launcher being fired, he turns, 'Rocket!' He barks out, Tim looking up at him, then down at his coffee then up at him before eyes widen, Good his Tim knows what to do, Tim covers his laptop with his body, dammit Tim, he sees Damian in the corner standing up, scanning the room, and then diving for the corner covering his head, board members looking up in surprise, but not moving, 'get down' he yells, probably closer to Batman than Bruce, not now he'll worry about that later, he picks Tim up, chairs and all and throws him to the other corner away from the window, that's all he had time for before sound explodes behind him.

He tries to start moving, his body isn't reacting the way he expects it too, slow, pain, he waits a sec, trying to listen to what is happening around him...

As the ringing starts to leave, it is replaced by laughing, a high reedy laugh, a wheezing laugh, he knows that laugh, Joker is here. He tries to get to his feet, but finds his body only manages a half flop the other direction, changing his point of view. He looks up to the noise he hears under the laughing, Damian standing against a team of clowns, half of them already down, bleeding from multiple cuts, 'i thought Alfred took those' he wonders... the clowns armed with what appear to be tools, hammers, saws, hand scythe used to collect grain, oh those are the 'tools of the working class' its a joke. Bruce wonders if it should be funny. Hey Damian is doing pretty good, maybe Bruce should get him ice cream... No wait, vegetarian, they make vegetarian ice cream, right? Wait focus, joke, was it funny? Would Tim find it funny? Where is Tim by the way?

His eyes roamed, centering in on the cackling, to find Tim?!? No the cackling is coming from the person holding Tim, Tim looks tired, Tim should really start sleeping more, that person isn't holding right, he is holding him up by the hair, that isn't how you hold a Tim! Bruce tries to get up again to show that person how to hold a Tim correctly, he manages a sort of lift, but gets stopped on a knee. This is hard, this assists to be a bad day, maybe he should go back to sleep, hey sleep, Tim needs sleep, he looks up looking for Tim again to put him to bed, he sees Tim blinking fast, like he is fighting to stay awake, like he is fighting a concussion. Oh Tim is concussed, that means he shouldn't sleep, even if he looks so tired... oh that strange man is helping Tim to not sleep, he doesn't need to be so rough about it though, he is holding something up to Tim's back, what is that he knows it's a thing, he is sure he remembers what it is... he remembers Barbara.

He remembers Barbara and Tim trying to teach Damian how to play a game while he read the paper. He remembers Damian's roar of outrage, as he launching himself off the back of the couch, knife first, aimed at Tim, he had lept to his feet to catch Damian, mid leap to stop the fratricide. Tim had looked up, mildly alarmed, "oh, were you trying to stab me again? I was trying to teach you how to beat him though, i was showing you the move I'm gonna teach you..." Tim looked so tired. Barbara watched the interaction with glee. Damian had calmed down much faster than usual, "Apologies Drake, I thought you meant to compound my humiliation by showing my powerlessness and bright Barbara as a witness to my failings. Yeah me this move to make my enemy powerless to my skill." Bruce had set Damian back down, no longer needing to intervene. As he sat, he didn't pick up the newspaper. Barbara started to explain, " The trick is, you need to get your enemy airborne, we'll go over different ways to do it, but once they are in the air, you have to keep them there, they are mostly powerless, only a few ways to escape which we will go over as well." "Ttch, the physics of this game leaves much to be desired" "Actually," Tim interjected, " I have seen both Kid Flash and older Superboy pull this off during fights against stronger enemies." "Really?" Damian asked leaning forward, "I'll tell you later, let's get back to the game for now. Now this move set is called 'The Perfect Combo'" Damian frowned "But shouldn't a perfect combo be the same every time?" "No Damian, it's called perfect because it is so hard to break. You can beat someone to knockout, and watch, Tim do the thing!" He watched as one character upper cutted the other into the air, and proceeded to punch them over and over, as the character spun and spun, before finally being released and falling, the game announcing "Perfect!" Across the screen. "Perfect Combo" Damian whispered...

The cackling interrupted the memory, he focused to find he had managed to get to his feet, looking down he had his hands on his knees, he looked up at the god awful noise that interrupted his memory of his kids, his best kids, all his kids were his best kids he should get them something, that laughing interrupted again, he looked over when he heard a gasp of pain, Damian was holding one shoulder, knifes still locked in hand, there were less clowns standing now, but it looked like one had hurt his kids, he reached for his belt, for a Batarang to throw, Batarang what a silly name, that Dick came up with. Oh there are no Batarangs, huh people that hurt kids get things thrown at them, that's the rule, Bruce didn't make that up... or maybe he did... he couldn't remember right now. He felt around for something to throw, he felt wood, looking down someone left a pile of wood here, wow same cookie as that desk in the meeting room, what a coincidence, he heard another gasp from Damian, right, throw things at bad people, bad clowns especially, he liked over then down to find he had lifted the wood without noticing, right throw, throw, he remembers Superman throwing a car at a alien once, he remembers the form, bend knees, dip and lift, and follow through with the bend on the release... a loud noise startles him, and refocusing, all the bad clowns scaring Damian are gone. Damian looks at him in surprise, why is Damian surprised he got rid of the scary clowns. Bruce loves his kids...

Interupted by laughing again, That damned, insufferable laughing, he looks over at the clown holding His Tim, by the hair, pointing something at the board members who were seated near the broken windows more clowns near them, the clown continues speaking, Bruce finally able to start understanding him, "As I was saying, Brucie here installed all this accessibility stuff, wheel chair access, braille, and what not, and barely anyone uses it, so i was thinking i could help his kids show their appreciation for Daddy dearest by using all that special stuff he put in this place, and since the boys and I were coming to unionize the place and seize the means of production anyway, it wasn't our of our way to be so helping, you know the boys right?" he motions to the side, and then not hearing a response, turns and looks, "where are my guys?!?" Bruce turns to look for them too, wait, did he mean the clowns, Bruce remembers and tries to get it out "they... they... " " what Brucie, they what?" The clown demands. "They scared my kid, so i made them go away..." the Joker looks back to Damian, who points at the hole in the wall some feet and legs sticking out of it, "God, who gave Brucie venom?" The Joker chokes out before laughing. Bruce tries to remember, venom is something, a bad something, he knows he remembers, it's a drug, "no clown, drugs are bad!" Bruce says with emphasis. Bruce has to be a good example to his kids... "oh shit, Brucie here has a concusion and doesn't even know what's going on..." the clown wheezed again "I think this might be the best joke I've ever told!" He broke down into cackling again. Bruce felt himself smile, he likes jokes, the clown was talking again, Bruce tried to understand "... see children, he barely knows what's going on, I can do whatever I want, and he won't know until after, it does take some of the fun out of it, but the punchline will be killer!" he holds that piece of metal against Tim's back, wait Bruce knows what that is, it's a gun!!

A Loud noise brings Bruce to awareness again, he is holding something up in his hand if feels like another hand and something metal, as he is looking at it, his vision follows the other arm down to a weird face. It looks pinched and loose in the wrong places, a big smile, but a strange pinched one, "you have a funny face funny man..." Bruce hears from his own mouth, how strange? The face smooths out and pinches in another strange way, Bruce finds himself laughing... wait, this clown tried to hurt his Tim, he looks around and sees Tim, "My Tim! Hi Tim!" Tim looks up at him in shock, when did Tim sit down?

The laugh interupts again, "this is comedy gold, Bruce Wayne with a concussion, what's wrong Brucie boy, don't want your boy in a wheelchair? I thought you liked kids in wheelchairs?"

Bruce was still looking down at Tim, "Tim, you can get a wheelchair if you want, but just talk to me first. I'll make sure we get you the best wheelchair, just like Barbara, whatever wheelchair you want. " Barbara, Barbara, who was that again, wheelchair? Oh, he remembers, a woman's familiar voice "Now Damian, the easiest way to start is to grab your enemy, and throw them upwards" he feels himself grabbing the clown with his other hand, "bad clown, no scaring my kids, they are my kids, not yours, mine" he lifts the clown up with the hand not holding the gun. He remembers the voice again, "now Damian, timing is critical, you have to punch just as the person starts to fall, weight hasn't reasserted again, so it is lower, and a punch can keep them up... you 8have to be fast, fast and strong" Bruce starts to punch upwards, like a machine, perfect timing, thoughts slipping away, just like punching a bag, he felt the bag start to slip away, the woman's voice returns, "Now Damian, if they break out of the punch combo, like we showed you, then you switch to the kick combo, it gets harder, but it is still possible, we will show you that next, and if you time it right, you can switch right back to the punch combo..." Bruce felt himself line up his legs and kicked out and up, stepping forward and punch the bag up again, punch after punch, punch after punch, once more he hears the voice, "now Damian, if the manage to escape the kick combo, or you are worried they will, you just regrab them. Then you can do what you want with them." Bruce started to come to, looking at that word face again, it was different colors now, not that weird white, red, and green, it was before, now they're are purples and blue, like a rainbow, Bruce heard himself giggle at the joke, "rainbows..."

"The Perfect Combo, it is real" he hears a quiet voice from behind him.

Another memory comes to him, playing video games with Dick and Barbara, he kept losing, both would just throw energy attacks at him across the screen, and he couldn't get closer. He rememberes telling them, "you know, I met a Tibetan monk who could do that." "Sure Bruce" "No really, I tried to learn it, but he said I needed a query mind to do it, and I just couldn't quiet it enough" His kids didn't believe him then. He'd show his kids it was possible, he took a deep breathe in, feeling the energy fill his core, breathe the air out, hold the energy, breathe more energy in, hold, air out,

What a loud screaching sound, Bruce opens his eyes to see a very disheveled Joker, bruised face, torn suit, barely standing, holding a metal stick with red on top, what was Bruce doing again, if yeah, showing his kids, what was the name of the move from Dick's game again, "Hadouken!!!" He felt the energy leave his body, suddenly feeling very tired. He fell to his knees just as he watched the Joker flying backwards into the doors of the boardroom.

The doors had barely been opened before, just open enough to let people in. He remembers standing next to his father looking down at those doors before they were hung. "Solid," his father told him, "completely solid, good foundation, these doors are made to be as solid as our morals Bruce. When someone comes to negotiate against us, they have to fight to open these doors the same way you will make them fight to move your morals. Remember Bruce, if your foundation is strong enough, you don't have to move, the world will move to your strength" Bruce remembers his father smiling at him after trying to get him to pull the doors open after they were hung. Bruce watched as Joker hit one door with enough momentum to bounce sideways into the frame of the other partially opened door, being stopped very suddenly on the other door, eventually falling to land between the doors...

As he watched Joker collapse, he felt darkness closing in on him, calls of "Father" and "dad" helping him to perk up, "doors," he mumbles, giggling a little, "funny joke dad" he gets out before gravity finally wins.

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Bruce comes too, to whistling, a song he hasn't heard in years, not since... he freezes... "Jaylad?!?" He is afraid to open his eyes in case it isn't true. "Oh hey pops, i was just bringing you another get well gift from me." Bruce finally opens his eyes to find himself in the Batcave medbay, Jason trying to make room for a teddy bear the same size as he is, and considering his SIZE he doesn't know how he got it in. The teddy bear is wearing something similar to the Red Hood suit. There are flowers on almost every other surface around the room, get well cards, and framed pictures, "Wait, what, Jaylad, why are we here?!?" Jason huffs, starts to say something, then freeze, "what's the last you remember?" Bruce tries to think back, "Patrol?"

Jason sets down the bear and starts picking out the frames from the flowers, "Bruce, your last patrol was a week ago. You have been unconscious for days. Doc was afraid this might happen." Jason hands over the frames.

Bruce looks down to find clipped and framed headlines, and starts to sorry through them.

'Bruce Wayne pulls Perfect Combo IRL',

'Bruce Wayne throws real Hadouken!',

'Drs estimate Joker punched and kicked over 300 times in less than a single minute',

'Joker expected to require years for recovery, Drs says near every bone fractured, even worse than when Batman beat Joker!',

'Is Bruce Wayne a Video Game Meta, and does than make us all NPCs?'

'Who would win, Bruce Wayne or Batman, experts say toss up!',

'Is Bruce Wayne Dangerous? "What kind of dumbass question is that?" Reponds Commissioner Gordon!'

'Where is Bruce now? Co-ceo Tim Drake-Wayne says still recovering, Tim himself showing up still in bandages'

Bruce looks up to Jason Grinning at him, a grin he hasn't seen in a long time, "And this pile is my favorite memes I printed out for you!"

Bruce looks at Jay questioningly, but finally looks down, at his face pasted over the kid from 'a Christmas Story' in the scene where he beats the bully, who has Joker's face.

Next his face again over that of a knight of some kind "i used to be an adventure like you, until i took a rocket launcher to the knee, then i got back up and beat the face paint off that clown!"

Bruce looks up at Jason, grinning down at him, "I dont get it." "Its from a video game Bruce" Jay responded grin widening, "No Jay, i don't get it, what happened?"