[Beginner] Barbara 'Babs' Gordon

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PLAYER
NAME: Steahl

CHARACTER
NAME(S): Barbara 'Babs' Gordon, Oracle
AGE: 28
CANON: DC Comics/Birds of Prey
BACKGROUND HISTORY:
[Batman
Wiki: Barbara Gordon, comic career, editorial review,
etc.]

Background/Canon Summary: Once upon a
time there was a girl, and she was a dangerous thing. Her
father was Chief of Police in the city of Gotham, and Gotham
was a terrible place. It was full of dark and twisted
creatures and darker, poisoned people...and vigilantes. She
was a darling daughter, she learned everything so well, but
she decided to take an active hand in taking care of the
city her father policed. She took after the ways of the
Bat.

Batman, now that was a terrible visage that hid a mind much
like her own. Even at the tender age of fourteen the little
girl knew her mind didn't work like most. She thought too
fast and too well. She never, ever forgot. And that was
alright in her adopted bat family. Darkness became
comfortable, jumping from buildings became freedom, and
learning obscure fighting techniques became homework.

She loved it. Nothing had ever felt as right as donning a
mask and fighting crime. Batgirl was never the terror in the
night Batman was, no, but then she never was good at
creating terror. Turning criminals against each other? Yes.
She went to college on scholarship nearby so she could keep
helping and then one day when she was spending an afternoon
with her father everything changed.

There was a clown and he shot her.

And the funny thing, it was a joke haha, yes the
funny thing was? The clown didn't know
who she was. He was trying to hurt the then commissioner
Gordon by shooting his daughter. He hadn't even tried to
take out Batgirl and just like that he'd clipped her wings.

Oh, others stepped up to be Batgirl, certainly, but they
weren't Barbara Gordon.

No, Babs hit depression, hard. The bullet had hit her
spine, and she was paralyzed from the waist down. Sometimes
she had sensation but she'd never have mobility again. The
man she'd been dating, and was engaged to? She let him go.
She ended it.

She tidied her affairs...

...and she almost gave up.

Babs almost killed herself. It would have been easy. Months
of spiraling depression and it wasn't Batman that saved her.
It wasn't Superman, it was a phone call from Dick Grayson as
she'd been tilting her head back to take the pills. He was
calling from outside her window and he wanted to come in.

He'd wanted to talk about a case and just hear her voice
since it was always easier to deal with a grazing gunshot
wound when you weren't alone.

She was...needed. And he trusted her. And she couldn't leave
him like that. It had always been all or nothing with Dick;
it was fitting he came by when she was at her lowest.

So she became someone new. Or perhaps someone she'd always
been underneath. She went from dangerous little girl to a
deadly woman. Her name was Oracle and she knew everything.
Batgirl could kick a dealer in the face? Oracle used her
brain to drop entire cartels to their knees. Batgirl
patrolled Gotham? Oracle watched the world and she had a
meaner streak than any legend of Krampus.

She built a computer using more than four different alien
technologies and her own programming language. She built a
reputation. And she had a Rolodex full of vigilantes and
super powers to call on. Oracle could stand on her
own...figuratively speaking.

Literally, well, all the knowledge in the world didn't help
when someone's face needed to be kicked in to make a point.
So she went...shopping. There were heroes out there who had
fallen, people she could help like Dick had helped her, and
that's how she found Black Canary.

And that was the start.

She never looked to run a super team honestly, she was
perfectly okay being the person the teams looked to when
they were stuck. Until something important needed to be
done. Sure, she made mistakes.

Sure she was afraid sometimes. And useless sometimes. And
too damn focused.

She was human, as much as she hated to admit it.

The funny thing was, though? She kept Canary alive. And
Huntress. And Savant as much as she hated the man at first.
It was fun keeping Canary from killing that one. The wrong
kind of fun. And Zinda....

When Batman bugged her clocktower she let him, letting 'big
brother' watch her to make sure she didn't run mad with
power. And then she told him off. When Black Skull found her
tower and Batman came to fight the villain to the death? She
gave it up. She gave up everything. She activated the self
destruct on her tower and forced Batman to make a choice;
save her life or go down fighting like he wanted. She played
Batman. Not many lived to say that.

Gotham wasn't home after that though, no. She lived as
Oracle on the move after that, her money sunk into some
lovely tech jets and then into buying a hotel in Metropolis.
A place she could give others a new start in, and give her
ladies a safe home in since she seemed to be collecting
them. Oracle, no, Babs, had a sixth sense about those on the
breaking point. She'd been there.

She tried to make sure the people she touched turned out
better than they had been.

She didn't always succeed, but she tried.

Between leaving Gotham and setting up in Metropolis Babs was
infected, badly. Brainiac, an extraterrestrial Artificial
Intelligence , was setting up a cult that the Birds of Prey
smashed up. The goal of the cult was to brainwash and find a
decent host among the super powered populace. Ideally
Brainiac could use the host to build a physical body for
himself. Oracle managed to evict the AI from her brain, but
a physical infection was left, biotech worming it's way into
her system and making sure she felt she could handle it. In
th end she required surgery to remove the infection, and she
convinced it to go dormant and not fight removal by pointing
out she would kill herself if it kept trying to rewire her
and then they'd both die. Now it lives on in her perfect
memory and she has an uncanny ability to move, mentally, in
cyberspace that a biological mind shouldn't have.

She learned to hold on to her friends, to set up and care
for them and then she learned to let go. Her best friend,
the first person to learn her identity since the Bat-family,
Canary...left. For good reasons. For great reasons, and she
let her go. The woman she'd dropped in a Lazarus pit and
help through the insanity afterward had a child to think
about. The team wasn't the same after that though, there was
too much to do and the person Oracle trusted, without a
doubt to push back when necessary...left.

The 'Birds of Prey' as Zinda dubbed them branched out after
that. They expanded their roster, reaching out to any woman
with power who might need something else. Anyone with skills
not generally known. Oracle...no...Babs...didn't push her
friend, she wished her the best and she waited, hoping.

And ran into an enemy. Spy Crusher, ah yes, an attempt (and
almost success) at a hostile takeover. A college friend
who'd turned rival, a terrifying woman more than willing to
destroy everything around her to win, wanted Oracle's team.
And Oracle...gave them to her. Not for long, but fear could
do amazing things. The government sponsored woman was
ruthless, terrifying, and overwhelming. She was also willing
to kill the team to succeed and Oracle...wasn't okay with
that. Who would be? Crippled, wheelchair bound and
shivering, she challenged her one time friend with nothing
but a pair of sticks and...came out on top, taking her team
back.

And then a child tumbled into her life. A young girl who
idolized Batgirl and had the widest teleportation range
Oracle had ever heard about. It took a while. It took months
of unexpected visits, encouraging the girl to make her own
name...feeling her way through things but Oracle cracked. A
little.

She wasn't Batman after all, she didn't work with fear.
Oracle worked with Hope and Information. And she had a whole
hotel to house a homeless little teleporter in after all.
She'd never wanted to be a terror in the night, Oracle told
of better things...and always would.

PERSONALITY:Babs is a person with a
terrifying depth of Will. More than the drive to do good,
she drives herself to be useful. This
echoes through her work as Oracle as well as her drive to
maintain as much physical capability as possible. She trains
her body daily to the point that she successfully, as a
cripple swinging along pipes and girders in a sinking
submarine, takes out a team sent to destroy her alter ego.

Her IQ is measured in the near 200 level, the point at which
people are either certifiably insane or locked into some
useful rut...but she remains a free agent of sorts. She
observes, collates, and plans like most people breath and
she doesn't forget. As canon puts it,
every detail of every moment is etched with burning, acid
like clarity, forever observed and preserved in the crystal
halls of her mind. She cannot escape the greatest pain she's
ever been in; it never dulls. But likewise she cannot help
factoring small details she;s observed that feed into a
terrifying whole. She is what she is and...she's come to
terms with that to a degree.

She doesn't always like herself. As Oracle she has to make
tough calls. Her agents go into situations where sometimes
the action that will save millions...sacrifices hundreds in
direct view. Babs is so much more liable as she is now, in
her current role, than she ever was as Batgirl. It hasn't
broken her though, that's her will and her acceptance of the
cost of such bleeding through to keep her whole.

She's paranoid. Living as one of the Bat-family made her
rabid about defending her identity; it took a year and more
for her best friend to learn who she was and she's likely to
revert to such self protective tendencies when forced into a
new environment. This also means she prefers to know more
about a person she's dealing with than they know about her.
She has no qualms about reading a person's file honestly.
She'll rarely use the info she finds unless necessary, but
it does help her form an opinion on people!

When failure or judgment calls lead to hurting someone she
cares about, or censure from those whose opinion she
respects, Babs can get....focused. Single minded is probably
the best term. She'll work to correct her mistakes and
protect the people that matter to the sacrifice of her own
health and other, lesser projects. Normally her friends can
shake her out of this state, but that involves having
friends.

Love. Oh love is a weak point for her. She worked a long
time to have a normal relationship. She dated in her
daylight life and she was even engaged before being
shot...but she could never fully trust people who didn't
know her, all of her...and those that did, well. Yes. Babs
loves Dick Grayson, Nightwing, deeply and dangerously; it's
everything or nothing with him. She can't be just friends,
she can't watch him date others. She loves him and wants to
keep him or has to let him go. Anyone who hits that level is
going to have the same depth attached to them.

In any given situation that Babs enters she is likely to be
the smartest person in the room. This isn't bragging this is
dangerous fact. Some people in her world got flight and
invulnerability, Babs deconstructs MENSA tests for fun. It's
isolating in it's way, she can't connect to people as easily
as she wishes. She can't even feel entirely human sometimes,
a fact not helped by Brainiac finding her a perfect host and
her brain slipping over into cyberspace navigation without
any effort at all. She...revels in the physical because if
she doesn't she's afraid she'll lose
every anchor she has to what it means to be human. Sometimes
when stressed she'll slip over into almost more machine than
human and that's bad and a point she'll need friends to help
pull her out of.

Compassionate. That's an interesting word to apply to Oracle
but it's true. She'd rather find someone who needs her,
someone who needs a purpose, and work them up into not
needing her anymore than call on conventional heroes.
Likewise she does her best to leave those who are victims in
whatever case the BoP is working better off than when she
found them. This trait has led her into traps upon occasion,
and yes she beats herself up over it, but she will still
move to help ahead of any other motivation.

Last but not least....Babs is a leader. She'll feed
information to other people who need it, she'll stay in the
shadows behind a virtual mask, but her team answers to her
and they damn well better learn to trust her because she
sees more than they do. She doesn't take orders worth a damn
anymore, she's not a child standing in the shadow of Batman,
and she has to be able to trust the people under her command
to follow her instructions. She'll do everything in her
power and more to protect her people, but she'll never work
with someone again if they countermand her orders without a
damn good reason. She doesn't mind people standing up to
her, she needs team members with spine, but butting heads
for no reason? No, that gets people killed and she doesn't
have time or the lives to spare for that.

CHARACTER RELATIONSHIPS:

Dick Grayson/Nightwing: She knew Nightwing from way back in
the days when he was Robin and she Batgirl. He was her
partner, her equal, and one of her only friends. The one in
the know, and that grew over time into love, deep, true, and
dangerous in it's reality. It's all or nothing with Dick,
she can't do partway, she can't be friends with benefits;
he's the only person she's ever trusted to run her systems
and keep an eye on her people in the field when she HAS to
sleep. The only other voice to be on her comm link, and the
only person she trusts implicitly in any circumstance. When
it comes to each other they are proud of the other and
second guess themselves. They blame themselves for not
knowing secrets and pains the other didn't share; they
expect to know each other well enough to be able to intuit
when the other is in pain or need. They live apart right now
because neither one of them is quite ready to commit
entirely to the type of bond that they
require.

Bruce Wayne/Batman: Batman used to be her hero. He was a
hero that relied on thinking more than abilities and she
needed that in a role model when she was younger. He was an
ideal that could keep up with her need to make a
difference...and then she grew up. She loves Bruce, how not?
But it's a love that admits how deeply he's flawed and how
much he's driven by his own demons rather than a need to
help others. She will stand toe to toe with him in an
argument, she can and will defend her decisions, and he
doesn't frighten her, they're evenly matched. He spied on
her when she was first setting up as Oracle, ensuring she
didn't get overwhelmed or crazy with the power she was
grasping, and she let him, then she chewed him out and made
him back off when she'd decided he'd watched her life long
enough. When he went into a fight with a death wish she
forced him to live, when she headed into a life or death
surgery he flooded the doctor handling the case with
equipment and haunted every dark corner he could find near
her room. There is respect and love and affection
there...but they have fundamental differences in how they
approach their work, therefor they get along better in
daylight hours than they do in costume these days.

James Gordon/Commissioner Gordon (retired): Babs grew up
with a single father who was also a police detective, then a
commissioner. To say he didn't sleep much would be an
understatement. Despite that he did his best to be a good
father and Babs NEVER felt like his work came first. Her
love of aiding people, her lock picking skills, and her
detective skills were honed by Batman, but she learned them
from her father. When she became Batgirl she didn't tell him
(she later found out he knew) and when she became Oracle it
took her quite some time to gather the nerve to tell him she
was more than a librarian. Even retired, even not being a
cape, her father is proud of her and she visits with him
often.

Dinah Lance/Black Canary: Starting life as a barely teenage
crime fighter, Babs didn't really have a chance or
inclination to make friends with people her own age. That's
probably why she didn't realize she'd made a best friend in
Dinah Lance for some time. Oracle found the Canary when her
lover, Oliver Queen, died. This threw the martial artist
into a depressive spiral, without her cry and feeling like
she couldn't help the teams who needed her. Oracle came in
and gave her a purpose, Dinah became her hands and feet in
the outside world and the woman moved to Oracle's tune for a
year and more before circumstances forced them to meet face
to face. Dinah is one of the few people who can and will
fight with Babs about personal matters, and who forces the
wheelchair bound woman to get out and have fun, something
Babs forgot how to do for a while. There's a deep bond of
trust between the women even now when Dinah lives far away
for personal reasons and no
longer participates as part of the team.

Ted Kord/Blue Beetle: Ever meet a hero accidentally online?
Oddly enough Ted Kord is the one person she didn't come at
from the angle of Oracle, she met him in online chat and was
talked into meeting him at a computer convention. Awkward
was the name of the game since they were both lying about
who they were and what they did for a living...but they got
over that and found a friend in each other they didn't need
to hide information from. She was the reason he came out of
semi-retirement, she noticed a heart problem before it got
serious, and she's the one who goes by his memorial in
Metropolis every time she leaves her tower. He was a friend
when she needed one, and someone else who knew what it was
like to have a body unable to meet the expectations of the
mind. They almost dated, decided not to, and were more
comfortable in each other's company than anywhere else for a
long time.

Helena Bertinelli/Huntress: For a very long time Oracle and
Canary were a team, but there came a time to branch out.
Huntress was a very different case from Canary, she was from
a mafia family and trying to rise above that, and she was so
very, very angry. Frankly Babs didn't know how to handle the
woman and her first approach of trying to help her into
better circumstances backfired painfully. Just because
Huntress left though it did not mean Oracle stopped worrying
about her, and working to keep an eye on her. When the woman
was in trouble Oracle knew...and when she needed help, she
offered instead of coming in to save Huntress. They built up
a trust in this way, never lying to each other and not
hiding motives. Today Helena is one of Bab's closest
friends, lives in the same building as her, and is the team
leader for Birds of Prey missions.

Savant and Creote: These two men are a calculated risk that
actually paid off for the team. Savant is just that, a quick
learning savant with an utter lack of a moral code, memory
continuity problems, and a penchant for blackmailing rich
people with secrets he's discovered. Creote is his best
friend and the only person he trusts to tell him the truth
about what his memory is lying about. Creote himself is a
very large, ex-Russian military operative who loves Savant.
Together they make a terrifying team and you do not get one
without the other. He made the mistake of taking Canary on
an early mission and trying to get the truth about Oracle
out of her. They paid, immensely, for that mistake...and
Savant decided he didn't want to be a villain really. It
wasn't the best way to live and he didn't want to face the
team again...so Oracle gave him a deal. A way to learn some
externally imposed morals and make a difference. It was a
slow learning process, and
Savant doesn't grasp the fullness of WHY some things are
right, but with Creote to remind him of things they have
learned and they are emerging as useful team members as long
as someone can tell them what to do when there's a moral
situation they haven't learned yet.

Zinda Blake/Lady Blackhawk: Knowing Zinda is oddly humbling
for Babs. This is a woman who was a WWII flying ace, a
member of the Blackhawks, and preternaturally good at her
job until she got sucked into a time vortex in battle and
ended up in the current time. As with many of her team
members, Oracle swept in when Zinda hated her new life and
being grounded in red tape as the world tried to figure out
what to do with the time traveler. She gave Zinda a plane,
several in fact, and helicopters too...and Zinda responded
with an unbridled enthusiasm for her suddenly better life.
She declared Babs her new 'Skipper' and is unswervingly
loyal and trusting; it's terrifying. No one else in Bab's
life follows her unquestioningly and has such absolute faith
in her. She's afraid she'll let the woman down somehow, make
the wrong choice in a mission...but Zinda doesn't give her
time to mope about that in between bopping around in Bab's
apartment and dragging all the
girls out drinking. Zinda embodies a sheer passion for the
moment that Babs envies and wishes she could embrace as
well.

Charlotte 'Charlie' Gage-Radcliffe/Misfit: So once upon a
time there was a girl who wanted to be Batgirl. And for a
while she was bouncing around calling herself that in fact,
causing issues with identity and among those who knew Babs.
Oracle was able to trace and catch the girl in the act of
'dark justice' and from that moment onward the girl has
been...impossible to lose. After all when you're a teenage
teleporter with no one else in your life why not follow your
idol around? Some days Babs wants to strangle the girls
since she doesn't focus, tends to touch things she
shouldn't, and in generally is a pain in the ass. She's
rather certain that she never bugged Bruce the way Charlie
bugs her, but they're working on that. Misfit is currently
'adopted' by the team and in training with Oracle. It has
it's ups and downs.

Clark Kent/Superman: It is very, very hard for Oracle to
stand up to Superman like she does to Batman. Superman is an
epitome of good in so many books, it's hard when the man
seems disappointed in her. Living in Metropolis now she does
have to to do it, yes, but being chewed out or chastised by
the man of steel tends to send her into a slump for a few
days like nothing else can.

Lois Lane: THIS WOMAN IS TERRIFYING! Lois is not in Oracle's
level of intelligence, she doesn't watch the world, but she
does have a disturbing amount of sway in
the arena of public opinion and a tenacious, stubborn
tendency to find answers when she chases a story. Not even
the Joker has inspired as much cold sweat as this one little
reporter in Metropolis, and Babs is glad she has a single
piece of blackmail on the woman to keep her off Oracle's
back.

J'onn J'onzz/Martian Manhunter: J'onn is a telepath of a
high degree and he's known about Oracle since the moment she
stepped up to help the JLA with information. He often calls
on her aid in situations they don't have enough info for and
keeps her secret, though he cannot use her system, he's
tried given it does contain some Martian tech. He was one of
the people who stepped up to help in her surgery when
infected by Brainiac.

JLA/JSA/YJ/Assorted heroes: Oracle has them ALL in her
Rolodex and the general respect of most people she's ever
given information to or saved the life of. Manhunter, Big
Barda, and Powergirl (with some past history there yes) are
some of her go-to ladies in later team efforts. Oracle has
helped most teams and super powered types within her sphere
of influence...and her influence keeps growing.

The Joker: The Joker is the nightmare Babs can't wake up
from. He broke her and he almost killed her and she can't
forget a single moment of it. Being shot, bleeding on the
carpet, unable to move while the Joker tortured her
father...no, she can't forget and sometimes the memory near
eats her alive. She was glad, honestly, when Nightwing
killed him. She was sad for Dick because the killing was
hard to do, but yes, she was glad. And when so many dead
came back to life she had a night or five of shivering,
terrible fear because that meant the damn psychopathic clown
was back as well. She has faced him several times since her
injury and has never been debilitated, but at night, when
she's alone, yes, she's very, very afraid.

Noah Kutler/Calculator: Noah is an obsessive-compulsive
information broker and programmer whose mind as fixated on
the puzzle of who Oracle is. He has made himself a nuisance
in the virtual arena as he tries to hunt down and break
Oracle. She has met him, face to face, and managed to hide
her identity, but he is a constant worry in the back of her
mind.

Katarina Armstrong/Spy Smasher: Katarina was a friend. Sort
of. Once. Babs met this woman in college and they were fast
friends, enjoying the same topics, voracious in their
learning, competitive, they kept each
other on their toes and spurred each other forward into
excellence. Or that was what Babs thought. Babs enjoyed
competing, but Katarina enjoyed winning
by any means necessary and she sought such wins with single
minded determination. It came out truly in a track race
where the blond tripped and nearly broke Bab's ankle on
purpose in order to take first, and after that Babs began to
wake up to see just how ruthless her 'friend' was. They fell
out of touch after college and Babs let her career and such
alone. Sadly in the interim Katarina climbed to power within
the US government and decided to target, and take over,
Oracle's operation. For a little while, through intimidation
and blackmail, she succeeded. It took a very firm
statement, delivered via her sticks, and additional
statements from every cape and friend of Oracle's in a ten
thousand mile radius supporting said statement to make the
woman back off, back down, and go away.



STRENGTH OF HEART MOMENT SUMMARY: [End of
issue 108, Birds of Prey]
There are several moments in the comic arcs where Babs could
have been pulled from, but the most important is this one:
WHO and WHAT she is. At the end of the Spy Smasher Arc she
realizes just how much she and Katarina could have been
alike. Katarina uses people, without pity or remorse, and
Oracle could easily do the same. She's in a position to use
people without anyone ever knowing, and that's somehow
worse. Instead she and Zinda drive out to a burned,
abandoned building and Babs offers a hand to the young
Charlie. There's room for foundlings in Oracle's operation.

There's room for people growing, changing, and
questioning.

As she puts it "I never wanted to be like her. I'm about a
better way. I'm about hope."

It takes strength to choose such a hard route, especially
when it's so easy to move and shuffle people who aren't as
intelligent
as you. It's hard to reach out to people you know will be a
problem. It's hard to have faith in the people around you
and she chooses to do so anyway, which is a long way from
where she started with her paranoia.


POWERS
SAMPLE - THE AWAKENING:
She blinked, and blinked again, narrowing her eyes in a vain
attempt to pierce the shadows around her. Had someone hit
the car? She'd taken in Charlie, slipped into the car...and
now she was in the dark. She could feel the chair under her,
solid and simple, she wasn't in a crumpled mess, but by all
rights it should never be this dark in Metropolis.

That left a few options. She didn't recall the distinctive
scream of a Boom Tube, or the aching stench of a demon, her
mind could have been hijacked perhaps?

It was looking that way in fact since the moment she started
wheeling forward in the darkness a stained glass ramp lit up
under her wheels. "Well then Alice..." she sighed, peering
at the intricately worked scenes from....her own life. She
rolled across Batgirl in flight and dipped from Gotham
nightscapes to the bleeding red ruby of the Joker's attack,
to chrome wheels etched in stark, metallic gleams across the
glass.

As far as mental trips went this wasn't to her tastes.

"And what is little bat? Or should we call you wheelsy now?"
The Joker laughed from a platform ahead of her.

Her fingers worked at the compartment in her wheelchair,
batons sliding sure and firm in her hands as she crested the
glassen rise. Sadly for her temper the damn clown wasn't
visible, just three stark stone plinths rising from the cool
green glow below. The whole platform was done as her Oracle
mask, all cool smile and calm eyes below her useless feet.
"Funny," she noted darkly, scanning the area again before
she let the batons slide back home in her chair.

"I know, I crack me up!" The voice laughed again. "So here's
the deal wheelsy, you get a choice, how fun is that?!"

"I don't think so."

"Awww, play along, I promise it'll be a blast!"

She ignored the voice this time, looking the plinths over.
They were simple and roughly hewn, a stark contrast the
worked glass under her. "I don't like games." And she
didn't. The more she looked the more she thought this was a
game. There was a hologram of a batarang floating above one
plinth, the stark cut of the bat signal glowing across
another, and the third, oddly enough, held a silk top hat.
At least that gave her an idea? "Zatana? If you're here
speak up! This isn't my arena!"

"Oh no no no, no life lines wheelsy, this is all you. And
me. I'm here, but I've always been that laughing little
voice in your head haven't I? Anywho, c'mon, surprise me!"

Well, no helpful little magician popping up to help her,
that wasn't good.

"You know you'd look good in a hat! Why not? And it might
actually make you crack a smile every once in a while!
Lighten up, take a risk!"

No. Her hand swam out to snag at the hologram reflexively,
the batarang dissolving into the screens of her home array.
Comforting, and a far better weapon than just one batarang
could be.

"Oh booo. Boooo! So predictable wheelsy, you and the bats,
always the bats and your toys! I swear you never get a
proper gag, function function function. Whatever happened to
style?!"

"Take your hat and shove it," she growled at the darkness,
green programming code flashing across her glasses for a
moment.

"Oh, well, in that case be a party pooper. You coulda been
one of the greats kid! A touch of proper chaos wouldn't that
have been something?!"

"Not my way," she sighed, watching the hat dissolve into a
sparkle of glitter and dust. Well, that was...interesting
wasn't it? "I'm ready to wake up now, crazy dreaming
aside."

"Oh are you? Your way is so...so dull! You're more like the
Bats every time I look at you ha! All duty and order and
getting yourself shot. Fine, see if I try
to help you again! Take your stupid toy weapons and your
place as a city shield and get out of my playground!"

Damn, the man was crazy as hell even in her own head. She
closed her eyes a moment, blocking out the glow, and when
she opened them she was...back in the dark, the reassuring
shiver of batteries humming through her chair and her hands
empty. Well then. "Hello?"

This time the clown didn't answer her. She'd take that as an
improvement.




SPECIAL ABILITIES:
CANON STUFFS!
~High IQ
~Perfect recall
~Physically fit
~leadership skills
~deductive reasonining skills
~Speaks/reads/writes eleven languages as well as her own
programming language. These are: English, German, Japanese,
Cantonese, Portugese, French, Spanish, Italian, Navajo,
Russian, and Swedish.
~Instinctive touch with technology
~Ability to multi-task and coordinate on a grand scale.


INVENTORY:
~One wheelchair, handleless, she doesn't like to be pushed.
~Two heavy batons for attack and defense as stored in her
chair
~Three batarangs as stored in her chair
~One custom built laptop
~Three credit cards in various names not her own
~One long sleeve shirt (worn)
~One pair jeans (worn)
~One workout bra (worn)
~One pair socks (worn)
~One pair underwear (worn)
~One pair glasses (worn)
~One pair sneakers (worn)
~Three compression bands to tie legs together if necessary
stored in chair
~One communications earbud, in ear, out of range
~One cellphone

NOTES/ASPIRATIONS
Babs is a well rounded genius with world watching
experience. The world of Penrose is going to be immensely
small and I'd like her to either take up the mantle of a
Finder or handle massive coordination with planetary
moogles. Either way could be interesting.

She'll stay fit and stay in practice, but I'm looking
forward to her taking on at least one student that she can
train to be her hand sand feet on missions. she can also
tighten up/improve the Elo system given time and a need to
do so!

She will NOT be regaining her ability to walk, she has some
mobility after her surgery, some ability to wiggle toes, and
she can feel her legs more reliably, but that's it.



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