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[action, downtown Mayfield]
[People are, by now, perhaps accustomed to seeing strange green animals that had no business wandering around a 1950s neighborhood doing exactly that.

They may not, however, be accustomed to seeing lumbering green stegosauri being used as large billboards.]

Do you want to be a superhero? You, too, can save countless lives by joining the awesome cool superhero team, the Teen Titans! Auditions Saturday 7/26, 1124 Taylor, all day!

[phone]
~When there's trouble, you know who to caaaaall - TeEn tItANs!!
Mayfield sucks, but we're still standing taaaaaall - TEEN TITANS!!!
We'll beat up Zemekis once and for all.
Then we'll have a buncha tofu dogs...zall
'Cause when the - wait does it still need to rhyme with 'all'? How did this go again? Who even wrote this thing?

I mean, uh. Friends! Mayfieldians! Countrymen! Lend me your video games! This is your chance to shine; that's right, you heard me. For a limited time, you, too, can join the prestigious Jump City based superhero team, the Teen Titans! You don't even hafta be a teen, we'll totally take anyone. The only requirements are that you wanna kick Mayfield's butt. ...And you've gotta be really cool. And if anyone wants to codename themselves Robin, Starfire, Raven, or Cyborg and wear these special costumes I made, that's fine, too. Auditions will be this Saturday at 1124 Taylor, all day.

Oh, and Cain and Terra, you guys're totally my other two judges. I'm the nice guy and Terra's the girl, so Cain, you've gotta be the mean one.

[action, park]
[Beast Boy can be found later that day in the park with what appears to be... a smiling Raven. The apocalypse is surely nigh.]

Hey, Raven. Why do ducks quack?

Gee, Garfield! I don't know!

Sh! I said, call me Beast Boy.

OK, Garfield!

Ugh, no, whatever. Look, they quack 'cause they get all quacked up by my jokes.

Hahahahaha! You're so funny, Garfield! Tell me more!

......Yeah, no, this is totally not gonna work.

[And whenever he gets rid of the drone, Beast Boy sighs a little and sits by the edge of the pond, throwing in little rocks.]

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Yeah... that's the worrying part.

I should probably be trying to remember this moment forever or something.

[Death glances over and drone!Raven]

I'd be careful bringing it up.

'Hey, Ray! Remember that time you were totally brainwashed and you sat next to me for a half hour laughin' at my jokes without wanting to strangle me?'

Yeah, think I'll pass.

I'd rather not have to collect you over something like that.

((Sorry for the lateness. I just moved house. Feel free to drop the thread if you prefer!))

...Collect me? I oughta get a prize of some kind.

I guess we haven't spoken here, have we? I'm Death.

...Gee. And I thought my name was bad. I'm, uh, Beast Boy.

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[She smiles]

I know. It's not that bad a name. Descriptive, at any rate. You can call me Didi, if you'd prefer.

Nah, if anyone was gonna get named Death...

[Beast Boy coughs a little and jerks his head in the direction Raven's drone went.]

Let's add that to the list of things we'll never mention to her.

Yeah, probably.

...So I'm still not really sure what you were sayin' there just now.

I'm the embodiment of the concept of death.

Oh, neat. I'm the embodiment of the concept of gaming and fun.

No, really, what do ya mean?

[First Raven...]

What is with Teen Titans and skepticism...

Just that. I divide life from all that comes before and all that comes after.

So...

You're makin' Mega Monkeys 5?

[She has to giggle at that]

No, that would be a group of game developers.

Alright, c'mon, Death is like a... thing that happens, not a person. And it's definitely not gonna be you.

I'm an anthropomorphic personification. An idea given humanlike shape.

But I do get that a lot.

...Who would wanna give death a humanlike shape?

You'd have to take that one up with the universe.

But people do seem to find it comforting.

So...

Does that mean I'd never die if I just ran away from you?

No... that's not how it works.

What if I locked myself in a nuclear bomb shelter and never let anyone in?

My job is more... making sure things go right after the instant of death.