Jazz: So Umm... Why Was I Called Here To The Lazarus Pits?

Dp x dc prompt:

Duke swears that he saw someone standing in corner in the basement.

Babs though she heard a voice say “They’re coming for you, Barbara!” and saw figure 100 yards away

Steph heard clapping and a whispered "mama"

Alfred got a phone call that asked if he liked scary movies.

Damian keeps hearing a noise in the corner of his room but only finds Titus when he goes to investigate.

Danny....

Danny is having fun reenacting certain horror scenes.

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

I’m running an Introductory Animation Workshop with creative arts students this Saturday (August 20, 2016) for The School of Creative Arts Open Day at Melbourne Polytechnic’s Prahran Campus. I’ve rotoscoped and broken down some of the greatest dance gifs to their basic poses and we’re going to collaboratively design characters then MAKE THEM DANCE!!

Come down, check out the campus and say HI!

I can’t wait to see the weird animated goofs that result from this workshop, I’ll post them in a couple of days so we can all be in awe of their hilarious spontaneity! 

Hi

I hope you are well ❤️

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

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My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

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My name is Elin, I am 40 years old, and a mother of three children. Not long ago, I lived a peaceful and happy life with my husband — the man who was the reason for my joy. He provided everything for us, and our home was filled with love, security, and dreams for our children😭💔

But everything changed when the war reached us in Gaza......💔

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My daughter Alaa is a doctor. She once carried a message of healing and hope. But the war took her job and shattered her future. My other daughter💔, Shaimaa, was a university student.😥☹️ She had dreams and goals, but her education and hopes were stopped by the sound of bombs and destruction.

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I know you will never let me down 🙏🥹

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Danny is adopted by the batfamily the second he steps foot in Gotham and does a pretty good job of keeping his secret. Almost six months now!! I mean, he wasn't fully able to hide his secret. His family thinks he's a meta with a handful of powers. But he's got the halfa thing on lockdown

He just didn't take Constantine into account

Danny met the guy exactly once and knew he was clocked the second they made eye contact. The next thing he knew Bruce was gifted a book titled The Care and Maintenance of Rare Entities

With a very damning chapter in particular.

He was starting to understand why Constantine was hated in cryptid/paranormal circles. Unbearably smug man

Dinner that night was almost more awkward than his first night in the manor. But at least he has the reassurance he's supported 100% percent.

Bruce just doesn't completely understand how to approach the concept of a half-ghost son. He does, however, have a bisexual son. Is it like gay? What's the protocol here? Cake? Custom cake? With ghosts? Rainbow cake? With the inscription 'Congrats It's a Ghost' maybe? He makes sure to reassure Danny, that he'll be having a talk with Constantine about exactly how appropriate it was to out him. It should've been Danny's decision to tell them. After a long talk with Tim, Bruce was reasonably sure he knew how to handle this. He just wished he knew what kind of flag was meant for half-ghosts. Tim wasn't helpful on that front

He's a little confused but he's got the spirit.

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Tim in pain and grieving his fathers passing summons the ghost king

He only wants one last talk, only one

He cries when the first few tries don't work but then, finally, it works the ghost king looks young but Tim sobs through his request, ready to give up everything

And Danny? He doesn't know how to tell this grieving boy that his father didn't turn into a ghost, his soul is already fading to the place where his wife is, not because his love for her was overly strong but because his love for his son was weak

He slowly sinks down to the boy, Tim, something whispers to him

"You cannot talk to him"

Tim looks up, tears streaming down his face, he clawed at the other, choking out his question

"Because his soul left, he wanted to leave, there was no emotion strong enough to keep him as a ghost and I cannot let you talk to a soul"

Technically, Danny can, but its a self appointed rule of his not to

Tim sobs, throat raw, he chokes on his tears and doesn't fight when the king pulls him in a cold but gentle embrace

"Of course, of course he leaves me"

Danny let's the boy cry and cling to him, muttering soft words to him and holding him

Eventually his form flickers and the boy shrieks, clawing in desperation, cries of "don't leave me! I don't want to be alone" echoing through the warehouse

So Danny doesn't, he picks Tim up and takes him with him, vanishing to his ghostly realm where he would take care of the boy while he grieves

Only moments later Batman appears, only to find a book about summoning the dead king and sacrifices, he falls to the floor, realizing he has failed another robin, another son