Hub - Week One
Jan. 15th, 2011 09:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cursedhyacinthI planned to step through a magical gateway into the world of Faerie and seek out Aine. It did not go as expected, and I ended up in the Hub instead. One of the first people to greet me is Jasmine Todd (an alternate from a world where I was always a woman).
Through a bout of "Hub Magic", my original body is temporarily restored. I talk with Virginia Grayson, who is from a world where genders are swapped and I was always a woman.
(It didn't last very long, but it was nice to be my version of "normal" for a little bit.)
Tia Drake has a complete disaster on her hands -- a broken heel on her favorite pair of boots. Horrors!
Skeets, the robotic assistant to Booster Gold, was also affected by the same "Hub Magic" to become a normal human male. We talk about it while I'm still in my own male body.
Shortly after I was returned to my cursed form, some little jerk in a skull-face mask stole my jacket and WENT THROUGH THE POCKETS. Stupid little jerk. At least he gave them back... when I told him that I was Jason Todd, not Jason Todd's sister.
Another one of the Jasons wonders if we "Ever just get a bad feeling?" and mistakes me for Jasmine.
The Jason Todd who owns "The Crow's Bar" floats the idea for a JasonFest. I agree to it, after hearing that the versions of Dick and the version of Tim have already done something similar.
Through a bout of "Hub Magic", my original body is temporarily restored. I talk with Virginia Grayson, who is from a world where genders are swapped and I was always a woman.
(It didn't last very long, but it was nice to be my version of "normal" for a little bit.)
Tia Drake has a complete disaster on her hands -- a broken heel on her favorite pair of boots. Horrors!
Skeets, the robotic assistant to Booster Gold, was also affected by the same "Hub Magic" to become a normal human male. We talk about it while I'm still in my own male body.
Shortly after I was returned to my cursed form, some little jerk in a skull-face mask stole my jacket and WENT THROUGH THE POCKETS. Stupid little jerk. At least he gave them back... when I told him that I was Jason Todd, not Jason Todd's sister.
Another one of the Jasons wonders if we "Ever just get a bad feeling?" and mistakes me for Jasmine.
The Jason Todd who owns "The Crow's Bar" floats the idea for a JasonFest. I agree to it, after hearing that the versions of Dick and the version of Tim have already done something similar.
