permit office: sending one of their own men to exile to cause chaos and unrest in an attempt to justify the existence of the permit office and the poepoe
cleo: riding a horse for 4 days straight on the nether roof to quit exile out of pure spite
doc and xisuma: traveling to and from exile to sell things/help the exiled hermits
the rest of the server: hiding their beds, creating bunkers, doing their best to not get exiled
meanwhile, mumbo: fan go whirrrrrrrrr
Damian: Wheres Grayson?
Jason: He's probably upstairs combing his hair so "he'll be the prettiest girl at the party"
Dick upstairs: Im gonna be the prettiest girl at the party :)
Imagine if Bruce came home from his 6-10 years of training with Ra’s etc and tried to hide it from Alfred. As in genuinely tried to conceal his plan, identity, and new quirks from the one man who knows him. And Alfred isn’t stupid, he knows something happened for Bruce to be gone so long and to come back this different — but dressing up as a Bat and fighting crime doesn’t exactly leap to mind right away. He probably thought Bruce was on a suicide mission to avenge his parents or something equally destructive. Because he’s so calm and detached and there’s scars and knuckles on his hands that a budding Buddhist / hipster traveler shouldn’t have.
Possum Mom Clark, my beloved
at 3 am
Tim: You can say 'Have a nice day!' without a problem.
Tim: But you can't say 'Enjoy the next 24 hours' without sounding vaguely threatening.
Jason: How the fuck did you get into my safehouse again?!
bok bok bok bok baaawk 🐔
sometimes i'm like fuuuck bruce needs to get a hobby. but he does have a hobby. by god he does have a hobby