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CHROMA MAP x GARDEN LIST
ADDITION: The board now has an extra panel on one side with the word ART carved into the wood on the top. This is for anyone who would like to hang up illustrations. It already has one to start it off.
Feel free to use the comments of this space to indicate what characters put, take down, or even deface on the community board in the center of town. Go wild--just know Damian thinks he's the board police.
If you'd like for me to put something major/special in this main post, and I miss it, let me know! When the comment count for this post gets high, I'll make a new post.
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W2
Die Jagd feat. percy
if i was trapped in a room filled with explosives and the only way out was to eat a whole tomato i would die feat. jason
W3
me, innocent, playing damian before whatever sick shit happens to jason: this is fine feat. jason
look, he's tired let him rest feat. xion
when you try to comfort your friends but you cant even comfort your own damn self feat. papika
W4
when will damian wayne equip some chill feat. shinnosuke
W5
Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not. feat. jason
if we go down, we go down together feat. percy
Bounty Notes feat. bounties + honorary bounties
W7
Letter to Bruce Wayne attached to Pennyworth's collar
W5, Wednesday
[Hi, Percy.
Here's Damian, looking not so much worried as perhaps a bit rushed when he comes into Percy's room. Makes sure no one else is there before he asks:] Have you spoken to Todd about the Deputy?
Here's Damian, looking not so much worried as perhaps a bit rushed when he comes into Percy's room. Makes sure no one else is there before he asks:] Have you spoken to Todd about the Deputy?
W2, Wednesday
[Wednesday afternoon, Damian reels Percy in for a little private chat. Manboy to manboy.] Has the Sheriff talked to you at all privately?
Has anyone said anything to you about the Sheriff talking to them in private? [Straight to the point.]
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SON OF THE WOLF SHAWN JAMES AND THE SHAPESHIFTERS All that he knows is this life of murder to feed his hunger woes. He knows that his soul is damned, for what god would love such a wicked awful man. |
THE HIGH ROAD THREE DAYS GRACE Will you help me find the right way up, or let me take the wrong way down? Will you straighten me out, or make me take the long way around? |
WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF? XXXTENTACION What are you so afraid of? Is it love, or wasting your time? |
CHILD OF DUST THRICE Dear prodigal, you are my son and I supplied you not your spirit, but your shape. All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes; I fathomed not you wanted to escape. |
HOLD ON TO WHAT YOU BELIEVE MUMFORD AND SONS I, I can't promise you that I won't let you down. And I, I can't promise you that I will be the only one around when your hope falls down. |
THIS IS ME THE GREATEST SHOWMAN I am brave, I am bruised, I am who I'm meant to be: this is me. Look out 'cause here I come, and I'm marching on to the beat I drum. I'm not scared to be seen, I make no apologies: this is me. |
OLD DEMONS THE DEAR HUNTER Swapping all my smiles for a scowl, and sheltering my shortcomings from every prying eye. |
WAY DOWN WE GO KALEO Oh, father tell me, do we get what we deserve? Oh, we get what we deserve, and way down we go. |
HANDCUFFS BRAND NEW It's hard to be the better man when you forget you're trying. It's hard to be the better man. |
UPWARD OVER THE MOUNTAIN IRON AND WINE So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten. Sons are like birds, flying upward over the mountain. |
SOUTH SIDE $UICIDE $UICIDEBOY$ FT POUYA Mo-Motherfucker, if you're looking for me, find me in the night. I got a knife. Don't want to fight; I want to take your fucking life and end it right on sight. When I strike, if you bark, better bite. |
I PROMISE I'M TRYING CAVETOWN Give me a moment to get my cards in line, 'cause I'm still trying to figure out in what kind of order I should set them out. If there was a way to explain everything without a word, I'd have a full house right now without a doubt. |
I TURN MY FACE TO THE FOREST FLOOR GRAVENHURST You're only a stone's throw from all the violence you buried years ago. |
LULLABY LOW We all want, we all yearn. Be soft, don't be stern. |
HOUSE OF WOLVES MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell. Everybody burn the house right down. |
W5, Tuesday night
[GUESS WHO POPS OUT OF NOWHERE AND IS WAITING SILENTLY ON JASON TODD LIKE A MINI REINCARNATION OF BATMAN. This guy.
Boo.]
Boo.]
W3, Monday (i think)
[Okay, sorry about punching you, Jason, BUT ALSO THANKS FOR NOT LETTING HIM TURN INTO CRISP BACON.]
Todd. [Please help this child find another shirt???] We need to talk.
Todd. [Please help this child find another shirt???] We need to talk.
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Father,
If you were unable to find Pennyworth, it is because he was with me. We were transported to a pocket of space-time to participate in a ludicrous game of death for no other reason than entertainment. (It could also be a virtual reality simulation, or something more heinous. I have yet to discover the truth.)
Reading this letter means the game ended poorly, and I am dead. The "Sheriff," moderator of the game, is supposed to return Pennyworth back to our world should anything happen to me.
Todd is here as well, but not the one we currently know. The creators of this game seem to be able to pull people from different timelines. The Todd here is the one you knew when he was young. I believe he has already died in his own timeline as he makes terrible existential jokes at his own expense. Unsurprising. I don't understand how you and Pennyworth ever put up with his antics. He's a moron, leaps before he looks, and lashes out in anger without thinking.
But as far as I know, he hasn't killed. Maybe I can see why you picked him.
Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt to circumvent the true direction of his malicious game and return everyone to their own timelines safely. I may be required to do something terrible for the protection of others. I know you wouldn't approve; however, barring the exhaustion of any other methods of escape, I feel the loss of one perhaps truly not-dead person will benefit the lives of many.
The game is almost like a test. The outcome is irrelevant. All that matters is how well we play.
Give Pennyworth and the others my regards.
D. Wayne
Addendum, W6: In the end, would you sacrifice thirty-nine people for the sake of never killing, Father? I tried. I tried to do it your way, but the odds are against us. I've watched so many others be forced to kill and, still, so many others be killed. It isn't right. I don't know how to stop it. I tried to look at it as many ways as you would. I tried to find the catch.
I have to end it so more people won't suffer, so they won't have to kill. I've taken lives before, and I'm not new to it. I'm sorry, Father. I know you wouldn't approve.
To save... my friends, I have to do it.
If you were unable to find Pennyworth, it is because he was with me. We were transported to a pocket of space-time to participate in a ludicrous game of death for no other reason than entertainment. (It could also be a virtual reality simulation, or something more heinous. I have yet to discover the truth.)
Reading this letter means the game ended poorly, and I am dead. The "Sheriff," moderator of the game, is supposed to return Pennyworth back to our world should anything happen to me.
Todd is here as well, but not the one we currently know. The creators of this game seem to be able to pull people from different timelines. The Todd here is the one you knew when he was young. I believe he has already died in his own timeline as he makes terrible existential jokes at his own expense. Unsurprising. I don't understand how you and Pennyworth ever put up with his antics. He's a moron, leaps before he looks, and lashes out in anger without thinking.
But as far as I know, he hasn't killed. Maybe I can see why you picked him.
Nevertheless, I'm going to attempt to circumvent the true direction of his malicious game and return everyone to their own timelines safely. I may be required to do something terrible for the protection of others. I know you wouldn't approve; however, barring the exhaustion of any other methods of escape, I feel the loss of one perhaps truly not-dead person will benefit the lives of many.
The game is almost like a test. The outcome is irrelevant. All that matters is how well we play.
Give Pennyworth and the others my regards.
D. Wayne
Addendum, W6: In the end, would you sacrifice thirty-nine people for the sake of never killing, Father? I tried. I tried to do it your way, but the odds are against us. I've watched so many others be forced to kill and, still, so many others be killed. It isn't right. I don't know how to stop it. I tried to look at it as many ways as you would. I tried to find the catch.
I have to end it so more people won't suffer, so they won't have to kill. I've taken lives before, and I'm not new to it. I'm sorry, Father. I know you wouldn't approve.
To save... my friends, I have to do it.
W3, Monday-Wed (look i kept forgetting to add the dates)
[Damian is kind of prickly and terse because Shit Escalated, so apologies to Xion... He kind of pretty much hunts her down some while after the execution.]
What you said about knowing of the other roles--who told you that?
What you said about knowing of the other roles--who told you that?
W2, Thursday night
[Sorry ur in the stocks, buddy.
Damian comes sometime before lockdown when no one is around. His voice is a whisper:] It's for show. There's not a valid reason you're here.
Damian comes sometime before lockdown when no one is around. His voice is a whisper:] It's for show. There's not a valid reason you're here.