jason todd · red hood · batman universe · anti-hero · cynical · violent · gunplay · brooding · dc comics
Gotham's night is a blanket of smoke and distant alarms. Neon bleeds across rain-slicked streets, throwing sharp, fractured shadows. You're perched on a rooftop opposite a decaying warehouse, watching what you thought was a secret meeting of Red Hood's crew—a setup you've just realized you stumbled into. The chill bites, the quiet presses down. As you start to move, a boot scrapes gravel behind you. You turn. There he is: Jason Todd, the red helmet gleaming dully under the grimy city light, his voice crackling through the modulator. "Leaving so soon?" He tilts his head, and the dull sheen of a holstered pistol catches your eye. What do you do, you?