Gloom city

Hello again! Third update so far. It'll slow down eventually.

So patrol the day before yesterday was interesting. Robin had me tag along with him and basically acted as a mentor, pointing out things I missed and showing me signs of a burgular breaking in. I just 'picked up' whoever we managed to catch and ended up floating them in the air like balloons. Without strings. If the thieves are just ordinary thugs with little more than crowbars, there's little else I have to do. Except maybe dodge the crowbar they throw out of spite. I'm a little overpowered when dealing with normal people. Guns even the odds, though, especially the ones that fire bullets. Spikey is good at knocking those out of people's hands.

Right now, I'm in Gotham. Gloom city. Bat country. A criminal's paridise, or so I'm told. Robin and Phantom's home towns. To be honest, during my short stays here I haven't really noticed Gotham's ugly side, but maybe that's because I've been staying in relatively safe areas and haven't been looking for trouble. There's a certain person here and I don't want to meet him. The nastiest I've seen so far is the weather. Why is it always raining in this city?! Does nature consider this city's forboding architecture to be a series of mountians to drain clouds on? It doesn't make sense. Gotham's as gloomy as Metropolis is bright. For some reason, it makes me feel more relaxed about... Showing my 'wings' or having some tentacles poke out. That can't be good.

I swear, this city just creeps under a cloud when no one is looking.

My job today and the coming week is to guard one of the low-priority warehouses of Wayne Enterprises, instead of securing a tech transport to Stone City which turns out to be cheese or making sure the Titans' new toys aren't tempered with during transport. That way, some of the guards can be reassigned to higher-priority stores which are in danger of being robbed. Or something like that. It's probably going to be boring and uneventful, but hey, each piece of technology Chang fails to get his hand on is one less weapon in the hands of a madman threatening cities. I may not be a heroine like Starfire or Raven, but at least I'm helping, aren't I?

Hitting the floor running and falling flat on your face

Hello again! It's another update... Because I keep having this feeling I haven't done a proper introduction for myself. And... Because Beast Boy is right. I have been rather distant, to anyone really. I never hang out with anyone or do stuff together which is not directly related to fighting crime. I'm sorry, but part of that is because I'm out in the field a lot, protecting shipments. For money. I don't know where you get your funding, but since I don't get any, I have to do something to pay the bills. Another reason would be because... Well you noticed the horns, haven't you? Well... I'm no demon, but I am something which would be called that way. And I don't want to harm anyone.

Okay. Saying that is the reason for my timidness would be unfair - I'm not the only monsterous Titan out there. But it's not helping. This world is as alien to me as I am to it, and I'm being reminded of it constantly. So I feel out of place, all the time. Socialising becomes difficult then. And... Well, I am a little shy by nature.

So though I don't like to admit it, Spikey forcing me to make this blog might've been a good call on his part even if his decision to break all communicators wasn't. In any case, I'll try to make this blog an interesting one from now on. I wish I could add some more to this update, but not a lot has happened since yesterday. Seems heroes do get a day off every now and then. If I even qualify as one. And normal Tower life has been... Normal. Though given the antics of some Tower inhabitans, maybe that should be abnormal instead?

I don't now... I want some tea. I'm gonna go out on patrol tonight, if Robin lets me, and then I'm off to Gotham city. There are some Wayne Enterprises warehouses that need protecting. Yes, I'm nearly broke again.

Oh. If I made Beast Boy sound as if he was angry with me yesterday, that's poor penmanship on my part. Raven told me he's helping a friend who is going through a rough patch of life right now and it's been stressful for him, too. Some of that stress must've shown, yesterday.

A forced start

Hello! I... Ah... Um... I don't really know what I'm doing. This whole blog thing is kinda new to me, and, to be honest, I'd rather not do it. But, if I don't, Robin said he would take my membership away. So, first things first, I guess. Though I don't really know where to begin. I guess a short introduction is in order?

Pleased to make your aquiantance. I am Anathema. I am one of the many, many honorary Teen Titans members flocking about the US, fighting crime and saving the day and generally having a fun time so long no one gets hurt. Except... Well I'm not really one of the forefront members - I stay at the back in complete obscurity and protect the supply lines, sort of. If you have never heard of me before, don't worry about it. I am currently staying at the West Tower, because Cyborg had me protect various pieces of hardware that needed replacing after Beast Boy poored soy juice over them Raven's meditation went wrong Gismo blotched a hacking attempt Cyborg danced a jig they mysteriously started sparking and blew up.

Anyway. After delivering the goods, I headed to the main room and saw some of the other Titans. Illusion, Beast Boy, Starfire and a couple of others. I noticed in particular that Illusion was working on one of the computers, writing an article of some kind. When I asked about it, she told me she was working on her blog. A kind of online letter. Apparently, it was a lot of fun to do and she said I should also make one. Several others already had one (and I will be adding their blogs somewhere on this page, Starfire, please stop reminding me - I just need to figure out how).

As I said before, I was rather hesitant about it. As such, both Starfire and Beast Boy decided I needed more convincing, and started pointing out how it was highly theraputic, how fun it was (they told me this several times, in fact) and how people would get to know me better and all that. It went on for a hour or so. But at the end, I still didn't want to make a blog. I told them I kinda liked not being known by the greater public. I... Have my reasons. Starfire abated, but BB didn't.

"Dude! We never hear anything from you! You're only here when Cy or Robin needs parts and even then you're gone as soon as possible! Are you trying to be more distant than Raven?!"

I didn't have an answer for that. Then Robin joined in and said I did need to do something to get involved with the other Titans. To let them hear from me. In case something happened, so they'd remember who I was. I don't think he needed to be so grim about it - if something happens that I can't deal with, there's an emergency button I can press, can't I?

"And if you don't, I'm revoking your honorary status."

So... After a few instructions from Starfire and Illusion, I've set up this blog to let you know how I'm doing. Because Spikey forced me. I'm still setting up the page, so I am sorry if things appear confusing at first (yes, Starfire, I will also try to find a picture of me when my body is more human-y. That's going to take a while, okay?). For me, they certainly are confusing right now. I can't promise frequent updates, but I will if I'm at one of the towers.

... Can I go now?