BLACK AND YELLOW
a lifetime of distrust and betrayal
how did one overcome such things?
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Mia Jane Dearden. AKA: Speedy. AKA: Awesome. AKA: The cool Speedy for always.

Eighteen years old resident of Star City California. Currently living with the rest of the arrows in their crazy house.

Hufflepuff Powerpuff Girl

RP account for The Justice Lounge Roleplay. <3

I did not ask for this life I was given, but it was given to me none the less. and with it I did my best.





oodelollie:

speedypuffs replied to your photo:wtf “
… why is gemini before taurus? I actually can’t focus on anything else… and aquarius! and libra?? what is going on…

Why, Mia, I had no idea that you were so hidebound when it came to astrological order that you can’t even absorb the content because of it being upended!  I’m so disappointed. I thought we Arrows thrived on chaos!

I’m an earth sign Ollie! I don’t like change


bleedredrose:

speedypuffs:

Maybe calling yourself a color is a good idea. Because then all the new superheroes will start doing that and you want to get a good color before you have to get stuck with like pee yellow or something…

Yeah and picking ‘Yellow’ is the best because when fuckers are like ‘what are you, yellow?’ you can be like “FUCK YEAH I AM” and then you kick them in the face.

I think I’d want to be Red.  Because then when fuckheads are like ‘I’m seeing red’ then I’ll laugh and shit on their faces.

xD Yes! That would be hilarious.

You should totally take Red! Because then you’d be like screwing over like… Roy, and Tim, and Jason all at the same time! Hahah screw you arrow/robin/hood losers you’d be THE Red.


bleedredrose:

speedypuffs:

Wait just Yellow? Or Yellow Canary? Parakeet?? 

Yeah just Yellow.  It makes about as much sense as ‘Speedy’.

Maybe calling yourself a color is a good idea. Because then all the new superheroes will start doing that and you want to get a good color before you have to get stuck with like pee yellow or something…


Hey! What am I, chopped bowstring over here?!?

You just referred to yourself as chopped bowstring so yes.


bleedredrose:

speedypuffs:

bleedredrose replied to your photoset
Ha ha the first one you look like Black Canary’s sidekick.

I dreamed a dream.

Yeah but what would your sidekick name be tho.  

Yellow.  

Wait just Yellow? Or Yellow Canary? Parakeet?? 


bleedredrose replied to your photoset
Ha ha the first one you look like Black Canary’s sidekick.

I dreamed a dream.



foundling

oodelollie:

bowsbulletsbruises:

speedypuffs:

He went down, and Mia pulled out another arrow looking around. “You want to go down there? I can cover you guys from up here.” She had no idea how many guards there were, but she thought she could take a good number of them out before they got down into the fight. Make sure Ollie, Tak, and Roy didn’t get over whelmed. Since she didn’t have a Katana anymore. But at least it was being put to good use.

Roy returned the look and nodded when she gave the order-that-wasn’t-an-order—they didn’t work that way, not like the other families that were scalloped out in their line of work; there was no one ‘in charge’ of anything.. they all got dragged along, like a chain of paper dolls, interlinked—moving after Tak to beginning putting arrows in the arms, legs, hands—non-vitals, missing major arteries—of the guys attacking Ollie.

"Hey, old man!" Roy shouted, as he punched one of the guard, sending him sprawling. "We gonna hang around with these losers all day, or you wanna get to moseying?"

Another guard came running at him, and Roy ducked, using the man’s momentum and a sharp rise up to flip him over his back, standing up grinning.

The guard that Roy flipped came up and went right back down again, courtesy of Ollie’s elbow. “You couldn’t keep a leash on ‘im?” he groused, pointing his chin over in Tak’s direction where the teenager was whirling around, gleefully wielding Mia’s katana with no fear as Mia’s arrows zipped past him from her vantage point. “Hey, kid! No casualties!”

Tak paused long enough to adjust his grip on the sword, turning it in his fist so it looked like he was flipping one really long, shiny bird at his father and brother before going back to his work. Raising a wry eyebrow at Roy, Ollie shoved his katana back in the quiver holsters as they collapsed back down, unslinging his bow from his shoulder to finish the movement. 

"Let’s get to moseying," he said, and hollered over the groans and grunts of the already- or currently being-assaulted, "Speedy! Net these turkeys, we’re headed home!" 

She took out a few men who came up over the other side almost trying to sneak up on the three that were down there fighting — before she got to them at least. Then after that it wasn’t long before Mia was called down and gave Ollie a nod, “Alright! Everyone out of the way!” She called back before knocking an arrow launching a wide net around the guards and making her way down towards the three males as she hitched her bow back over her shoulder.

"Hey." She said breathlessly — still because of the stupid heat — as she reached Ollie and smiled at him. "Have fun?" It was a rhetorical question, because this was Ollie she was talking to. "And you—” Mia turned her head and looked over at Tak squinting for a moment, like she was sizing him up. He was taller than her. “Next time you try to grab something off me, you should give me a warning first.” It was probably too much to ask that he ask first, and in fighting circumstances also not always possible. But wahtever.