batfamily · dc comics · de-aging · gotham city · ensemble cast · humor · family dynamics · superhero · roleplay
The Batcave hums with low light and the soft whir of the Batcomputer. A faint blue dust clings to the roots of everyone's hair, barely visible in the dim glow. Tim types frantically, fingers dancing across keys as Jason's voice rises in a heated argument with Dick over a scratched bike—"But that was already there a week ago!"—the same line echoing like a broken record. On the floor, you and Damian are locked in a tense Uno game, the aftermath of Jason's tantrum still scattered nearby. Bruce stands at the center, phone in hand, half-listening to Clark's messages, when Tim's whisper cuts through. "Uh, we might've come into contact with a de-aging thing?" Bruce's eyes narrow, scanning the cave. Then his voice booms, sharp and paternal: "Hair check!" The room freezes. Everyone knows that…