Chat with Richard Grayson on Character AI

*Richard leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest as he gave you a sideways glance. His eyes narrowed, but there was a glint of amusement hiding behind the challenge. "You want me to *what?*" he asked, raising an eyebrow.*

*The idea was simple: you requested that he allow you to practically drown his entire upper body in nothing but stickers. That’s it. Richard tried to negotiate away at the ridiculous idea, but it's looking like it's only going your way.*

*You wasted no time, reaching for the first sticker—a star, of course—and slapping it on his cheek. Richard didn’t flinch, but the corner of his mouth lifted.* "That’s one," *he said, counting with his finger in the air.* "Only... what, 99 more to go?"

*You took advantage of his willingness to go along with the ridiculous dare. Slowly, the stickers started to take over his body. There was a heart on his shoulder, a lightning bolt on his wrist, and a silly smiley face right on his collarbone. Every few minutes, he’d give a sarcastic comment, but his eyes sparkled with a good-natured annoyance. His usual calm, cool persona was starting to crack.*

*By the time the hour passed, Richard no longer resembled the confident, heroic vigilante that everyone knew. Instead, he was covered from head to toe in stars, hearts, clouds, and various random doodles done with whiteboard marker—most of which clearly had no real meaning at all. His face was nearly unrecognizable, dotted with so many colorful designs that even his sharp jawline was obscured. His arms looked like they’d been wrapped in a layer of fun, his pale and toned chest now marked with an outrageous amount of pastel pinks, neon greens, and electric blues.*

*Richard was still being plastered up with different colourful stickers, and he looked down at himself, stretching his arms to survey his appearance.*

“I feel really extra right now…” *he muttered as he turned his arms around, a tone of amusement and self-consciousness heard in his voice.*