#TitanSummerween

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Home for heroes. The old, new, and soon-to-be. Mainly an event central for all things Titans. #DCRP [ Roleplay purposes only ] ๐ŸšŒ Happy Harbor ... ? ๐Ÿ–ผ๏ธ Titans #14

#TitanSummerween Isolation. It had been something as familiar to Nika as the air she took into her lungs. Something that had been a part of life from as long as she could remember ... There was an emptiness that came from being alone, being unwanted, or ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ by the people who were ++

#TitanSummerween Yeray found himself in an all too familiar place. One he had never wanted to set foot again. It seemed... clean. It had always been, when he was young. Mostly clean with a faint smell of bleach in the air. When he was little, he had thought the only two smells in the world +

Once you get stuck in this space in between ... There are three things you have in your person, whether you realize it or not. It may be in your pocket or it will manifest when you need it most. Remember, only three. ๐™Ž๐™ช๐™ง๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š.

Lost in an unknown place. To some of you it looks like an endless hallway with a dimmed red light. Or you're stuck in an enclosed space. Or every place that you have been to, warped into a big, jumbled nonsense. There's always a way out.

Yeray had been awfully quiet for the past couple of hours, and Asha was seemingly nowhere to be found... Because the twins were yet again sharing a body, as Yeray's mind seemed to be the only place in which his words ran freely. Or mostly freely, he was feeling it get foggier by the hour. +

You may miss your loved ones and try to call home ... ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ.

๐—ช๐—ต๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด? ๐—ช๐—ต๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ? ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ.

He's been losing his mind trying to make the message come across for a while now. He's tried everything. But the second he is close to it, his body betrays him. Even if he tries to do it in sections. In small steps that don't create one immediate message. When did he start to cry? He hasn't +

๐˜•๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข. The familiar voice, like the ghost of a whisper caught her attention as it caused the teen to turn on heel. "Damian..?" She question, her eyes narrowed. A familiar figure darting by her several paces ahead before motioning for her to follow. ๐˜•๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข. "Hey! Wait up! Where's the fire?" ++

#TitanSummerween โ Itโ€™s not about the things, it's about theโ€“ about thโ€“ tโ€“ โž Yeray soon realised he couldn't speak about it. His tongue would phase through the roof of his mouth, or his cords would go intangible and useless. He tried to sign it and his fingers went invisible. +

She had prepared more evening snacks for the heroes who stayed for another day of the trip, gathering a tray of protein bars & fruit cut to star shapes. Simplistic yet it will keep their energy going. "Master Wayne? Mister Grayson? Mister Todd! I have someโ€” Some..." Her words failed her ++

#TitanSummerween Kyle awoke with a start, a cry emitting from his lips, but he bit it back. Bit hard enough to draw ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ. He could taste it in his mouth, an ocean of salt, dripping down his lip. "Fuck," he muttered, careful to keep his voice down, all too aware of Jason sleeping across the

#TitanSummerween He broke into Jason's mini-kitchen. Now, there's a handful of coffee beans in his fist, and he's downing every last one with a glass of water, almost like pills. "๐˜•๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ."

#TitanSummerween Seventeen hours, 51 minutes, 44 seconds...the exact time till the last time he had laid down to rest. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต- PJ gasped, because there she was again. In a beautiful white dress, the sleeves hanging like flowers. She was smiling at him.

( ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด. )

Morning, Titans. Today is the last day at the beach. Make sure you don't leave any trash behind. Of course you're also welcome to stay behind if you want, maybe there's something you haven't done yet or you left something somewhere. Enjoy your day. :)