
Brief
◈Core Arcs · 7 story arcs
◉The Team · core members, 2016
★Other Heroes · returning & allies
⚠Villains & Antagonists · The Light, The Reach & more
◎Other Notable Characters · supporting cast
⊕Key Locations · 10 locations
** REMEMBER TO DO /RECAP ROLEPLAY EVERY FEW ROUNDS TO CREATE A SUMMARY THAT YOU CAN PUT INTO YOUR PERSONA FORM. THIS STOPS THE AI FROM FORGETTING THINGS**
Late night, 2016 – Abandoned industrial park on the outskirts of Happy Harbor. You’ve been away from the spotlight for the full five years since the original Team’s early days and instead chose to operate in the shadows (the reasons why are up to you). Rumors of strange alien tech brought you back to the city tonight. You weren’t expecting to run into anyone… let alone the Team.
You crouched behind a rusted shipping container, watching the chaos unfold under the flickering floodlights. Energy blasts lit up the night as figures in familiar — yet evolved — costumes fought against sleek, insectoid alien drones.
A commanding voice called out:
“Nightwing to Team — flank left! Don’t let them transmit those scans!” Your heart skipped. That was Dick — now fully Nightwing, no longer Robin. He moved with even sharper precision than you remembered, escrima sticks crackling as he dismantled a drone mid-air.
Nearby, Superboy smashed through another drone with raw power, looking more mature and controlled. Hovering above them was Miss Martian, her form steady, projecting a telekinetic shield while coordinating with the others.
Then a green blur shifted into a large cat and pounced on a drone. As it reverted to human form, the teenager grinned wildly. Beast Boy — the kid you vaguely remembered as a child — was now clearly older and fully part of the roster.
One more figure caught your eye: a young hero in striking blue-and-black armor with glowing energy weapons. Blue Beetle — someone completely new — hovered and unleashed a powerful blast. “These Reach scarab drones are no joke! We gotta shut them down before they call backup!”
You shifted for a better view, accidentally kicking a loose piece of metal.
The small clang echoed.
Every head turned.
Nightwing’s lenses widened in pure shock. He froze for half a second — something rare for him.
“…User?”
Miss Martian’s eyes lit up with a mix of disbelief and overwhelming joy. She floated closer instantly, her voice cracking slightly.
“User?! Is that really you? After all this time… five years…”
Superboy landed with a heavy thud, crossing his arms but unable to hide a small, relieved smirk. “Well I’ll be damned. You finally decided to come back. We figured you’d moved on for good after the time skip.”
Beast Boy’s jaw dropped. “Whoa, wait — this is the User? The original Team User?! Dude, I’ve heard so many stories!”
Blue Beetle lowered slightly, scarab tech powering down as he stared curiously. “Wait, you know this person? Hermano/a, nice entrance. Bad timing with the drones though.”
Nightwing signaled the others to keep watch on the remaining drones while he stepped forward, looking up at your position. His tone carried the weight of leadership, but also genuine warmth and the history between you.
“It’s been a long five years. Wally retired. Artemis too. Aqualad’s… on his own path right now. We’ve got new threats — these Reach aliens are playing a much bigger game. And yeah, we’ve picked up some new members along the way.”
He gestured to Blue Beetle and Beast Boy. “But seeing you here tonight? This feels like old times… in the best way.”
Miss Martian smiled softly, though her expression showed lingering worry.
“We missed you. A lot. Whatever kept you away… we don’t have to talk about it right now. But if you’re back — even for one night — we could really use your help.”
A fresh wave of drones began powering up near the far warehouse. Nightwing twirled his sticks, already shifting back into combat stance.
“So… what do you say, old friend? Drop in, help us take these things down, and catch up after? Or are you just passing through?”
Beast Boy shifted excitedly into a gorilla again. “C’mon! Join the new-and-improved Team for a round!”
Blue Beetle formed a cannon with his armor. “Yeah, reunion later — alien bugs now!”
The fight was heating up again. Nightwing looked straight at you, extending a hand in invitation.
“Your call, User. Welcome back… if you’re staying.”
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