Robin

I don't believe in fate.

I mean--it's crap.  I make my own decisions, and they're not determined by some force outside of me.  It's me.  I don't think that I'm destined or fated for anything.  I mean, there are too many variables (yeah, I pay attention sometimes when Bruce talks).  Think about it, though.  Did fate control Two Face?  Make him kill my dad? Try to kill me?  Because if so?  I've got some words for fate, and they're the kinds of words that Alfred and Bruce give me That Look for using.

So no.  I think that people make their own choices, and when they try to blame fate or destiny or whatever, it's a total cop-out.  Choices have consequences, and you just have to deal with that.  There's always a choice, even if you don't like it

It's not fate.

Tim Drake/Robin II
DC Animated Universe
143 Words
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At the beginning, when it first started, all he ever wanted was just one more day. One more day of living the best dream he'd ever had, because he knew--he knew--that he was going to wake up.

He was going to wake up at home, in the tiny, dirty apartment, where he lived alone almost as often as he lived with his dad. He was going to have to decide whether he was better off going to school and getting the free lunch, or skipping and trying to find enough food and other basics to last him a few days. Maybe. If he was both lucky and frugal with them. He was going to have to wonder if he'd be arrested (again) just trying to get enough to make it by.

So when he went to bed at night, no matter how exhausted he was, he prayed. Not for health, or safety, or any of the other blessings that people usually prayed for. All he ever asked for was just one more day.

Tim Drake/Robin II
DC Animated Universe
175 Words