Endlessly refreshing the Barkley Marathons updates to see if my girl Jasmin Paris makes it onto loop 5. About 8 hours ago she was on track to be the first woman ever to finish the race.
You might remember her from previous ultra running achievements like "fastest woman to complete a Barkley Fun Run (3 loops, 60 miles)" and "overall winner and record-smasher of the Pennine Way Spine Race while expressing milk for her baby at aid stations".
For the uninitiated, Barkley is the most straight-up insane race that exists:
Limited to 35-40 attendees
5 loops totalling 100+ miles
Entrance requirements are...unclear, but include an essay section and a scavenger-hunt-type item
Course is unmarked and very mountainous; GPS navigation not permitted
Invented to mock James Earl Ray, who managed a measly 12 miles in the area during his prison escape
Most people don't finish the race, or even the Fun Run (only 10 people were left running as of last night, and that was a record high)
"Checkpoints" come in the form of finding a book that's been hidden on the course and tearing out the page matching your race number
Start time is whenever the organiser lights his cigarette
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Wo-Chien knows about the existence of the ultra beast?
W: "The library does have computers that I have used to get information about the ultra beasts, but I am still unsure about them. To me, they're similar to the paradox Pokemon that reside in Area Zero. I do have opinions on them, though. Just like with the legendaries and mythicals that I have voiced my opinions on before, I hope you forgive me if I say that don't know much about them."
Nihilego - "From what I know, this creature resembles a jellyfish...and also has the silhouette of a child? It also has the ability to possess those that it lands on the heads of too...which I imagine is quite a painful experience for the target... I have read about how it managed to do that to a human, which also led to them fusing. I can't begin to imagine how terrifying that must have been for the human fused with the creature and for those that witnessed what happened."
Xurkitree - "A tall entity that resembles a stick-person made of thick wires. This creature is said to be capable of unleashing very powerful Electric attacks, and that it plants itself into the ground to...absorb more power...I think... Although this creature is said to be quite scary, I have heard that onlookers get a laugh at how it moves...and I want to see that. Hopefully I can get one of the Alola students to show me."
Kartana - "This one I have heard information on from the Alola students. It is a tiny creature, but it it said to be quite powerful, being able to cut down just about anything by spinning very fast and hurtling towards what it wants to reduce to ribbons. I have a feeling that, if I encountered it, I wouldn't last very long before being turned into little more than dust in the wind."
Buzzwole and Pheromosa - (he looks at the info on the paper he held, then backed away, wide-eyed) "Very tall fighting bugs. Sorry, but this is a no from me. I'm moving on to the next one."
Celesteela - (his eye goes wide again as he focuses on what the paper said) "An extremely tall creature that has rockets for arms. When I first found out about it, at first I couldn't fully grasp the fact that it was 30 feet tall...or that it had rockets for arms...or that when it blasted off, it was capable of burning down anything in a wide radius around where the creature stood... I'll be keeping my distance if I ever see it...!"
Poipole and Naganadel - "While looking through the information about these entities, I was surprised to see these two. The very small purple creature evolves into what resembles a hybrid of dragon and...wasp...? I won't get too close if I see it. I don't want to be on the end of that stinger..!"
Stakataka - "This one resembles a...skyscraper..? ..made of bricks..? ..with multiple eyes..? I have read that it's powerful...but I can't take my mind off how it can look at someone from all sorts of angles, or how it turns red when it's angry... Yes, this one is quite the puzzling entity."
Blacephalon - "An explosive creature who is capable of taking its own head off and blowing it up. I have heard of Pokemon and humans surrounding it have got injured from this sort of thing, and I have to say that...I hope that it doesn't choose to do that around me. I...wouldn't last very long if it did..."
Guzzlord - "A gigantic ravenous creature with a literal bottomless pit for a stomach. I have read that it's capable of destroying entire cities by stomping through them and eating everything in its way. Although this creature is a gigantic behemoth, I have heard that some of the academy students get a laugh over how, every time it makes its presence known, it...just screams. If I see them, I'm definitely keeping my distance, not just because of the creature's immense strength or the danger it poses...I also don't want to be deafened by the noise that it makes."
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Dauntless Matchmaker Part 2
Danny knew that his strange new boss was rich. He figured that much out by the overly priced suit and the wad of cash, but when he followed him into an Uber, he never thought he would wind up at the Waynes.
Everyone knew who the Waynes were. Danny personally thought it was no exaggeration when people called Bruce Wayne the Prince of Gotham.
He thought it fit the lovable man far more than the title of White Knight. It wasn't that Bruce didn't do the most out of all the ultra-rich to help the city, but rather, it mirrored the Dark Knight too much.
Danny thinks Bruce Wayne and Batman were too different to be compared like that. At least Mr. Wayne is real.
"Welcome home, Master Damian." The butler said as soon as the two walked through the door. His intrigued eyes slowly glanced at Danny, causing the teenager to stand straighter. "And who might our guest be?"
"I believed he was here for Drake." The young boy- apparently named Damian, fibs. Danny is a little impressed that he can sound so uncaring about what is happening despite being the whole reason he is here.
Danny knows that his job is to fool the butler and act like he isn't very aware of Damian. He offers the man his best smile. "Yeah, I came to see Tom. "
The older gentleman raises a brow while Damian shoots him a look of utter venom. Danny fights the urge to cower underneath the boy's displeasure. That is one nasty scowl the boy had.
"I am afraid Master Tim, is currently unavailable in his room"
Aw, crude, he said the wrong name. "Um, I know he said he needed a few minutes to get ready, but I was allowed to go up to his room. I'm sorry, sir I'm a little nervous."
"I see," The other says carefully before sharing a look with Damian. There is a moment where the two just stare at each other, and after a few small hand signs- sign language, maybe?- the butler clears his throat.
"That's quite alright, young man. You may go to Master Tim's room. It's up the main stairway on the third level, fifth door on the right."
Danny practically ran to the stairs, throwing a quick "Thank you, sir!" as he scurried away from the Butler and his boss. The boy still looked greatly displeased with his performance.
He prays he gets better at it once he speaks with Tom-er Tim and gets their story straight. Curious, He glances around, taking in the tasteful night pictures of Gotham City and the scattered few statues.
His breath catches when he sees a large frame photo of a man lying on an old couch looking into the far distance, his smile curving with mischievous glee and the sunlight reflecting the blue of his eyes.
There is a background of an old library, but the sun streaming through the window drapes him with a glow that makes the other man seem otherworldly.
It feels like it should be a painting, but it is so clearly a photograph that Danny has half a mind to wonder if someone who looked like that could possibly be real.
"Wow." He breathes, stepping closer to the frame.
"Wow, yourself." A gruff voice suddenly says, making Danny jump. Whirling around, he finds a boy about his age leaning on the doorframe.
It takes Danny a moment to realize that he is the subject of the art he was just admiring. But while the teenager in the photo seemed like a visiting angel, draped gracefully put together the teenager before him is, in a slight word, a mess.
He was wearing an oversized, fluffy, red open bathrobe. He seemed to only bother to slip on some baggy sweatpants and one sock. His hair didn't seem to have been combed in days, and there were dreadful bags underneath his eyes.
Despite that, Danny felt his heart flutter slightly when he made eye contact with the other.
"Who are you?" The stranger asks, voice a soft mutter.
"Um...I'm looking for Tim?"
"You found him." There is a half smile, but it falls quickly as the boy's demeanor seems to grow sad. Welp, his boss did say he was recently heartbroken.
"Oh great! I was told by Damian to do this when I found you." He places his hand on the wall, knocking six times, pausing for a few seconds, then knocking four.
Tim's face flashes through emotions faster than Danny can understand before the other teens' eyes water. That's all the warning he gets just as Tim bursts into tears.
He has no idea what's happening, but Danny's protective core has him rushing forward to bring the sobbing boy into his arms. He fumbles for a few seconds, unsure if it's welcome, until Tim melts into him, sobbing softly into his chest.
"It's okay. Shh. Shhhh. It's alright, everything will be alright. Why don't we head to your room?"
"Okay," The other whimpers. Danny helps him to his room, trying his best to offer as much support as possible. He is just starting to wonder if he should offer to get him some water or something when Tim kicks the door close, and the tears are all gone.
"Alright, we managed to fool Alfred. He was watching from the stairway," Tim whispers, leaning in close to Danny's face. He gave the startled half-ghost a sneer. "Now, who are you, and why did Damian send you to be my fake boyfriend?"
"Wait, you guys have a code for fake dating? That's what that was?"
"That's not important. I want to know what your objective is."
Danny tells him everything that Damian has told him since finding him. It's only been a few hours since he was fired and since he was taken by Damian.
Tim took it all in without much emotion.
"So you're here as my pity date to get Alfred to leave me alone? And was the Demon Brat the one to hire you? A likely story."
"No, I swear everything I've said is true."
"Oh, and I bet Batman is going to come out of the closet, too," The other said, rolling his eyes.
Danny frowns. "Batman isn't real."
At once, Tim's entire body seemed to have frozen. He blinks slowly, almost as if he is delayed in the reaction. "What did you just say?"
"Batman isn't real," Danny repeats slower, suddenly afraid for Tim's mental health. Next thing he knows, Tim will say the tooth fairy is real.
"Yes, he is."
"No, that's what the government wants you to think so they can hunt him down."
Tim blicks even slower before a blush starts to climb along his cheekbones. He reaches up to play with the hair at the back of his neck. "If that's true, then what is Batman really?"
"A ghost," Danny says confidently and Tim's face grows even redder. It's....endearing.
"You're weird," Tim says, looking away. His gaze lands on a hanging mirror, seemingly taken aback by his reflection. "Oh, I haven't showered in a few days, have I? Do you mind?"
Danny shakes his head, smiling. "No, go ahead. "
Noehter notices the small boy who moves away from Tim's door. And if that boy happened to be pumping his fist into the air in celebration well, that's no one business but Damian's
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