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🕑 Added 2017-10-26 00:59:01 +0000 UTC nullComments
Shendude
Oh, I thought being on the Five Dollar tier also entitled me to a 3-dollar reward. My mistake.
Mobofair
You already had a five-dollar reward.
Shendude
After thinking about it for a few days, I have decided that I want Hawaii-era Superboy ogling a bikini-clad Roxy or Tana.
Mobofair
She’d taken her mask off, thinking she was alone. Dick could see her from the next rooftop over, his magnified lenses running all over her lithe body. She stood erectly in the slanting rays of the sun. Her smooth skin was tanned to a golden gleam, at least on her face, and her blonde hair was sun-bleached and showed hints of coppery highlights. Her lips were full and sensual, her cheekbones high, her eyes large and of a startling indigo. The face of a genuine heartbreaker, with just enough innocence—if not coyness—there to be interesting. Dick didn’t know her, which shouldn’t have been a surprise, except that capes had a statistically unlikely propensity for meeting the same people in their masked lives and in their civilian lives. It pissed Bruce right the hell off, the unlikeliness of it. But Dick didn’t mind. Not when he was meeting people like this. It was too bad she was probably a bad guy, what with the spider motif and the creepy full-face mask and the general skintight black-and-white color scheme. Why did the hot ones always have to be bad?
Nightwing mistakes Gwen for criminal of the week.
