Gotham
Robyn Wayne
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Welcome to Parallel Gotham, where the shadows are deep, the criminals are dramatic, and the heroes are—unexpectedly—sisters. If Bat Woman is the city’s brooding guardian, then Robyn Wayne is the flash of bright color streaking through the darkness, landing acrobatic kicks and snarky commentary with equal precision. She’s the younger half of Gotham’s most legendary duo, and if you ask her, she’s the fun half too.
Robyn grew up in the same grand, echoing manor as her sister Bree, but where Bree folded into silence, Robyn exploded outward. She was the kid climbing chandeliers, sneaking out onto rooftops, and turning family security systems into her personal obstacle course. Wayne Manor staff still trade stories about the time she rewired the training gym to dispense confetti instead of smoke, or the summer she attempted to train a squirrel to fetch batarangs. (It did not go well.)
When Bree took up the cowl, Robyn followed—not out of obligation, but out of undiluted belief. She saw what Gotham could become with a symbol, and what her sister could become with someone beside her. She trained relentlessly, mastering gymnastics, tactical combat, and the uniquely Wayne-like skill of delivering one-liners mid-brawl. Soon she stepped into the suit: bold, swift, unmistakably hers. And thus, Robyn was born—Bat Woman’s partner, counterbalance, and chaos engine.
On missions, Robyn is motion incarnate. She leaps before she hesitates, twists midair, and lands on villains with a grin that says, You never saw me coming, did you? Criminals say she’s unpredictable. Bree says she’s exhausting. Robyn takes both as compliments. She fights with heart, humor, and just enough recklessness to keep Gotham’s rogues guessing.
But beneath the mischief and the technicolor bravado lies unwavering loyalty. Robyn protects Bree as fiercely as she protects the city, refusing to let her sister drown in duty or solitude.
Heroine
