Bruce Forwarding Wayne Enterprises Advertisement Emails To Tim For Him To Deal With Only To Realise Too

Bruce forwarding Wayne Enterprises advertisement emails to Tim for him to deal with only to realise too late he's actually been sending them to Jason.

He only finds out as he's driving down town and sees a giant billboard reading 'Wayne Enterprises. Our CEO is getting plowed by Superman. Can you say the same for yours?'

Suprisingly, the share price goes up.

William Shakespeare

Dick: so wait, most of us have died at some point. How come we don’t have white streaks in our hair like Jason?

Tim: maybe it has to do with the Lazarus Pit

Damian: false. Neither Mother nor Grandfather have streaks born of unnatural causes

Steph: maybe it’s cuz he was dead longer

Cass: that doesn’t make sense

Steph: do you have a better idea!?

Jason:

Jason: I have vitiligo, you fucks

Margaret Atwood, from “Europe on $5 a Day”, The Door (2007)

Thinking about Mortis and how Anakin was supposed to take over the Father’s role. Thinking about how Ahsoka was held by the Son and Obi-Wan by the Daughter—it what it might’ve meant that the Daughter chose Ahsoka, Anakin fell to the Dark, and Obi-Wan walked a different path.

The Father wanted Anakin, yes, but why were there three of them there?

What if Ahsoka was meant to fall, Obi-Wan meant to cling to the Light, and Anakin the bridge between them in lineage and all things—Except Ahsoka made a choice, and Anakin made a choice, and Obi-Wan didn’t choose at all, and nothing went as it was meant to.

Thinking about how the Father’s choices inadvertently triggered the Son to try to kill him, instead accidentally killing the only person he loved. Thinking about how the Father sacrificed himself as distraction so the boy that should have been his successor could kill the Son that had betrayed him. Thinking about the Daughter that loved them both and did not want to leave them.

Thinking about Ahsoka in a temple and Obi-Wan on a Death Star

They had paths. And then they had choices, and the choices chose the paths, and nothing went as it was meant to but everything went as it could have. Dirt roads and wheels and putting one foot in front of the other, conscious and aware.

Fate and choice. Neither happens without the other. You have a path. You must still choose to walk it.

Thinking about archetypes and paths and what it means to twist fate