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Once known as Robin, now, I go by Red Robin, fighting along side Batman in the streets and on the rooftops of Gotham.

Joined June 2012
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I doubt Conner would want to start up the Titans again....right?
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I seriously need to keep some extra button ups in my office. Also, how does such a little pen hold so much ink!?
Tempted to add my ass to my list of superpowers.
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..... *Tim pulls out three shurikens and begins to juggle them.* RT @calamitysteel: “ I don’t see any entertainment . “ xitter.gq/adifferentcowl/status/…
So bossy! RT @calamitysteel: “ ENTERTAIN . ME . “
So bossy! RT @calamitysteel: “ ENTERTAIN . ME . “
the chin of the thug as he hunched over in pain.* (3/3)
feet, finally able to breathe. A rusty link from the thick chain nearly took Tim's head off as he dove out of the way, rolling to the side of the man before sliding himself along the wet floor. Tim sent his clenched fist to the groin of the larger man, launching another to (2/3)
*Tim's back met the pavement as he was slammed down on the cold concrete, the Red Robin grunting as a larger man stepped back as he tossed curse word after curse word at the Hero. The Thug walked over to grab one of the numerous chains within the shipyard as Tim got to his (1/3)
That was a nice "mini" vacation I had. Pun intended!
Another beautiful day in Gotham... *Tim grabbed his umbrella as lightning lit up the sky, the rain pouring down hard as he smiled.* Can't get weather like this in Metropolis. Nope. It's too sunny....
hands and knees struck the extended pegs of the Dummy, Tim thinking back to his training with Bruce and the others.* (2/2)
*After a short break Tim walked over to the Wooden Training Dummy in the corner of his garage, stretching his arms and legs before taking a fighting stance. Tim slammed his elbows repeatedly against the top of the Dummy, breathing in and out quickly. Moments later, his (1/2)
towards his duffle bag, grabbing a towel as he took a seat.* ....Everything....hurts.....makes me feel....alive... (2/2)