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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀spacer ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀➣ overlays cr; @//litrpfinds, @//editinqhelped , @//editingquide ⠀⠀⠀➣ filter cr; ^ one of the above ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀y’all already know what the FUCK is going on.. just b sure to talk to me in some way, shape, or form.. ok thx ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀#dcrp #marvelrp #dickgrayson #openrp #the100rp #edit #myedit #rvdrp #tvdrp #twdrp #batfam #batfamrp #batfamily #batfamilyrp #nightwing #robin #youngjustice #teentitans
(Necromancy AU because why not???) "I've always been fascinated by the process of life, death, and how natural it all is... But I have to say, it's quite fun just to mess with as well." . . . #dickgrayson #timdrake #jasontodd #damianwayne #redhood #talon #courtofowls #talongrayson #richardgrayson #nightwing #talondick #talondickgrayson #batman #batfamily #batfam #dc #dccomics #comics #robin #boywonder #youngjustice #dccinematicuniverse #teentitans #gotham #rp #dcrp #batfamilyrp #batmanrp #openrp #nightwingrp
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ G L U T T O N Y ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Chapter Three ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ |:: The Batcave :: 23:04 : Criminal Intelligence and Forensic Analysis Level Deck 3 - Batcomputer ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "The Mi Amoré Gentleman's Club; Murder of one --" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Luke J. Robinson." Bruce interrupted. His under-armor tightened quickly to his body. "CEO of Robinson + Welkes Financial, rival company of Wayne Enterprises economic branch and the financial backer of Lexcorp. I know who he is." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Alfred snoddily wrinkled his nose and sighed, "Yes. A chunk was torn visciously from his neck. Thirty-four years old." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ By the end of Alfred's sentence, the Batman had portruded from the darkness, fully clad. "Computer -- Synchronize forensic field analysis protocols to mobile intelligence; Access Code: Abel260922-4945. And download Mi Amoré's address to the Batmobile's GPS." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ " |:: D O W N L O A D I N G ::| " ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Alfred, alert me once the family checks in." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Aye, sir." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The Vigilante climbed into the elevated seat and strapped in. The seat lowered, planting into the cockpit of the Batmobile with a pressurized hiss. The engines thundered, waiting for Bruce's command. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀The drive lit blue LED bulbs down either side, then pulled open the obsidian black walls under the waterfall. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Once they opened fully, the Bat growled out his command: "Dispatch." The engines growled like beast. The vehicle rocketed forward and out of the cave. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ |:: Mi Amoré Gentleman's Club :: 23:21 : Private Room No. 4 - Active Crime Scene ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ¶ Batman - ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀James Gordon. Tragic widower. Loving father. Proud Veteran. Dedicated Police Officer. Perhaps my only true ally for Gotham's justice. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Murder, of course. S'posed cannibalism? Or just hacking into his neck." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "The cavity is too ragged. The flesh is shredded and the muscles are torn -- not split." Batman stepped forward, analyzing the gash. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Cannibalism it is, then." Gordon sighed. "This damn city gets worse and worse." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I want a copy of all evidence gathered. Can you do that for me, Jim?" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ G L U T T O N Y ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Chapter Two ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ |:: Wayne Manor :: 23:01 : Study ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Billie Holiday scratched anciently on Thomas's record player. Snow drizzled against the large windows. The fire crackled, igniting the room with it's flashing orange. Bruce snuggled up to a small, wrapped package. Martha's arms wrapped tightly around him. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The door opened, creaking happily. Thomas shuffled in, setting his briefcase down against his desk, then removed his heavy, navy blue pea-coat and slung it over the desk, next to it. With a warm smile, he squeezed himself between the two members of his slumbering family. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Martha smiled tiredly and Bruce yawned as he sat up sluggishly. "I'm home," Thomas whispered. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce woke up ecstatically, then hugged Thomas around the neck, "Father!" The man smiled, hugging back with one arm as his other curled around his sleeping wife. "Happy birthday." Thomas looked down at the gift Bruce shoved into his father's lap. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Thomas chuckled, taking and opening it. "Wow. . . A new watch -- I've needed one since I broke your grandfather's. Thank you, son." Thomas kissed Bruce's forehead and called for Alfred to take him to bed. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The butler smiled, picking the child up and carrying him to bed. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Martha adjusted herself to hug her husband, resting her head against his chest, "Happy birthday, honey, " she said warmly. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Yes, well, I wish I could have spent it with my two favorite people." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ His wife leaned up and smiled, "Who are those?" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Bruce and Alfred." The two laughed together before climbing from the couch and sauntering off to bed. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Thomas's smile stayed, his warm cheeks growing as he looked down at the watch. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "May Gotham's future forever be as warm as your heart." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ K R A K O O O M. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Thunder cracked harshly as Bruce Wayne stared into the face of his father's watch. Rain battered against the glass windows of his father's study. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Master Bruce," Alfred the butler spoke in the large doorframe. "We have an emergency." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ G L U T T O N Y ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Chapter I ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Pollution fogged over Gotham's slums, drowning the run-down sector with a depressing gloom. The smog flowed so thick, the streetlights are barely brighter than the gaslights from centuries before. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ |:: Industrial District :: 22:33 : Mi Amoré Gentleman's Club ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Music bounced vibrantly throughout the showroom. Flashing blue and red lights and skantily-clad women swayed to the gaspy pop from the DJ's booth. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Pig-like men howled at the dancer on main pole. She smirked, enjoying the power she had over them. She swung on her stileto heel, prancing down the catwalk and disappearing behind the curtain. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Minutes later, the door shut behind her. "This is much more private," she moaned. Her narrow green eyes looked back at a man dressed in loose, formal attire. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I like it," the man grinned, watching her desperately. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The dancer slithered up to him. Her heel met his chest, pushing the man down against the cheer, "No touching, baby." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He smirked, nodding obediently. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ She straddled him, pushing her breasts upward so that it took up his entire view. She rocked backward, throwing her hair back and then, pressing against his chest. The man's grin grew devilishly wider. The dancer rolled her body against him to rhythm of the music. Evil thoughts crept into the back of his mind and he struggled to hold himself back from breaking her rule. She licked his neck, tasting the lust the sweated through his pores; This was the final nail in the coffin. His fingers grasped into her skin, manipulating it to his touch. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I said no touching!" Blood squirted from the man's throat as her nail slashed across it. He cried out, reaching to cover the wound but could not reach. Her head covered the wound instead, her teeth biting and tearing into the meat. Tissue pulled in stringy strands, snapping at the tension as she swallowed. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The dancer pulled away from the gore, grinning at the deliciousness of the bite. "That should hold me off. . ." She silkly groaned, leaving the man a gurgling corpse who never got to finish his dance. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Smallville was bustling during this time of year, especially at the Kent's farm. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ It was Fourth of July, and the Big Blue Boyscout had invited several of his peers over for dinner. Diana, Wally, Hal and John, even Shayera had been invited to the evening. Lois helped Clark and his mother make apple pie in the kitchen, all as one happy family. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce made a mistake, wearing a black turtleneck in the middle of the midwestern summer. A bead of sweat trickled around his hairline before being wiped away from a napkin. He kept his mouth shut, though the heat made him very uncomfortable. Selina sipped a martini in the corner before pressing against him to make him even hotter. She smirked evilly, knowing it irked him, "You feel a little warm, Bruce." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The Billionaire rolled his eyes, watching the house appear over the horizon. Selina saw the muscle in Bruce's cheek clench. Her emerald eyes slivered before gripping his hand, "We're going to have fun." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ His eyebrows furrowed, "Yeah. /Fun./" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The dust created light clouds around the wheels as they paused in the dirt road. The yellow powder clung to the black of the limousine, and eventually around Bruce's shoes as he opened the door. "Master Bruce," Alfred began, "Don't forget the cheesy potatoes I made for the party." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Cheesy potatoes?" Bruce's eyebrow raised. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Selina chuckled, "It's a farmboy thing. They love cheese in everything." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce scowled, not understanding the appeal. He began to step out, before Alfred raised his voice, "Master Bruce." The Butler scowled with a petty smile on his lips, "I /know/ you are not leaving the dish I spent all yesterday evening making, specifically for your sleep over." Alfred stared deep into Bruce's eyes, scolding him without a single word. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce scowled back at him before giving in and taking the dish, then climbing out of the car. Selina laughed and kissed Alfred on the cheek before climbing out as well. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
Bruce and everyone never trusted Jason and he was tired of being the outcast he looked at Gotham on his bike that he didn't know had a tracker on it"guess I wasn't the hero Gotham deserve "Jason sighed ready to drive off (open rp)#redhood #jasontodd #rp #dcrp #batmansgreatestfailure #Gotham #redhoodrp #batfamilyrp #roleplay
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀hi... i honestly won’t promise i’ll follow through with all requests BUT if you’d like a hc, rp, moodboard, au, memory leak, or crackship, hmu! if you say all i’ll collapse and be incompetent of doing anything. it be like that ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀#dcrp #marvelrp #dickgrayson #openrp #the100rp #edit #myedit #rvdrp #tvdrp #twdrp #batfam #batfamrp #batfamily #batfamilyrp #nightwing #robin #youngjustice #teentitans
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I expected to die doing this. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I have bled over every corner of this damned city. Every night I pledge my life for the good and sacrifice it to the bad. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I've felt pain worse than death. Ribs crushed, torn pupils, busted lips, gun wounds, broken arms, broken legs, torn ligaments, torn muscles, I suffer night after night and nothing moves forward. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I jump in front of cars, bullets, everything to save the people I love, only to have them stripped away from me inevitably. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀"Harvey!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀The Two-Faced man held her body in his arms, trying to save the blood running from the cavity in her skull. He held his wife as she bled all over him. He roared in a gruesome voice, "This is your fault!" The revolver raised, aiming into my chest. Fire. Fire. Fire. It didn't stop me. I watched the spit fly from his gnarled lips, acidic eyes burning into my soul, "You didn't save me! You didn't save her!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀P O P ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I feel the rain beat against my face and shoulders, engulfing me with it's chilling breeze. "Mother. . ." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀P O P. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀"Martha!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀P O P. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀The pearls beat against the wet concrete, louder than the gunshots before them. I felt my mother's continuous squeal as the blood drowned her. Her shaky limbs as she tried to press into the wound, only to go limp in the end. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀My father's lifeless blue eyes, that I stare into everyday I look in the mirror, longing into mine as he lay dead at my feet. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ I made a promise to protect the people of this city, and I break that promise with every waking moment. I am a failure. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀B O O M. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀"Jason!" I watched the warehouse burst into millions of pieces from less than a mile away, thrown back from the surge of energy. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀I picked his body from the rubble and spilt a tear as I felt his skin crinkle in my hands. His clothes burning still, small flames still burning what was left of the red fabric, only extinguished by the rain. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Their faces crowd my waking memory and that of my nightmares in all. I still carry their bodies in my hands, years after their life seeped from their pores. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ :|| I suppose it's time to explain my biggest inspirations when coming to my particular portrayal of Batman and Gotham City. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀Gotham should be pretty easy to guess, mostly based off of places such as Brooklyn, Queens, Detroit, Chicago, Harlem, and the more uptown, remodeled Gotham after the earthquake which was rebuilt by Lex Luthor, of course, is based off of Manhattan. I several musical influences with these sections and crime territories [which will come some time soon], that try to make Gotham feel truly alive. Gotham deserves its true recognition, not just being the name of a city our Caped Crusader resides in. Gotham is it's own character. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀Now, my Batman takes inspiration from several incarnations of Batman. My Bruce Wayne is most definitely based off of the New Adventures of Batman, with a modicum of charm, class, slight narcissism but nothing to the exceed like Bale. Though in moments of darkness and struggle, Bruce closes off, which is very Jeph Loeb inspired. In comics such as the Long Halloween, Bruce will shut down practically all social activity /and/ capability, such as not eating, blunt honesty, crass rudeness to those he cares about. He closes away because he feels as if he is failing. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀My Batman inspirations take the biggest inspiration from Frank Miller and Jeph Loeb. Jeph Loeb more as the collected detective, and the very noir type character tropes, whilst, having Miller's anger, temper, harshness, brutality, and quick thinking. Many people did not like All-Star Batman, but I very much so loved that series, maybe /because/ it was so hated, but, I really did feel that Batman was fear itself. That and especially the Dark Knight Returns. My Batman has that darkness of Frank Miller, the wickedness burning in his veins as he feela the hatred of every wrong-doing in his life burning through him, but he has the moral compass of Post-Crisis Batman. He knows that there is a line that shall never be crossed, but he'll damn near press is toes on it. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "So, there's a comedian, right? Follow me here; the comedian goes to the doctor, to see the results of his test. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "He sits down on top of that padded chair, kicking his feet and all, ready for the results. Doc walks in, rapidly tapping his clipboard with his pen. The comedian sees the sweat drip down the doctor's forehead and his heart skips a beat. The doctor begins, 'I'm sorry to inform you, but the results are positive. You have cancer. . . ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Hehe. . . the comedian frowns and looks up at the doctor, and speaks, 'Sorry, Doc, try a different joke, your sense of humor is making me SICK!' HA HA HA HA HA!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Batman groaned. His head throbbed and struggled to think, a mixture of a waking moment and wave of blood rushing to his head. Crimson dripped up his lips, shattering into several pieces as the drop hit the tile floor. Each drop joined the other, giving the Bat a dark red reflection of his bruised face. "J-joker. . ." He spat, his lips swollen and split. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Oh! You are awake!" The Clown leapt from the receptionist desk and onto his shiny purple oxfords. "And you didn't laugh at my joke? I am insulted. . . Though, I suppose you never do." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The Batman slowly grimaced as he gathered his surroundings, a hospital waiting room, with very few working lights, and rubble in piles on the floor. There was an open wall, painted with red. Blood. His paint was taken from the stomach of a nurse, which laid naked at his feet. She twitched in rigor, her eyes staring up at the Batman with a blank, bloodshot gaze. Her eyes were squinted from her face being mangled into a smile. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Gotham City is very charming place to the dark and disturbed. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Gothic architecture, with bright lights and massive art pieces painted down the walls, decorated with art. It was an exotic landscape of art deco flirting with a city ahead of it's time. And Selina's apartment had a view of it all. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce stared out over the sea of memorial buildings, cathedrals with pillars skyhigh and possessed with winged creatures of stone and marble, metallic conjuctions of bronze ampitheatres and hand-sculpted shrines of the Gotham Pioneers. Gotham City was beautiful. And every rooftol his eyes leapt upon reminded him something even more beautiful. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He could name the addresses of every time the two had embraced. Every time she had teased him. Every time she had escaped from his grasp. Every punch. Every jump. Every kiss. Maybe it was obsession, or something of the sort, but maybe. . . just maybe, it was something much more scary. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce was alone in this process of thought. He had no preparations, no training, no textbooks or pamphlets, though he had worn out the pages of his "Romantic Attraction for Dummies" volume that sat on the round table, much to Alfred's comedic enjoyment; Bruce was clueless to the feeling he had for her. For the first time, Batman did not know how to do /this/. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He rested against the banister of the large window, the sleeves of his turtleneck beginning to bellow over his wrists. Had he no self-control, the billionaire would have devoured everything in the bag. The smell was mouthwatering and it drowned his nose. So, to pass the time, he stared upon the city. And he thought. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He thought of the rain. The moonlight. The several hot stars punched into the canopy of the night sky. He thought of the feeling of the gravel under his boot. He thought of the sting of blood on his cheek. He thought of the taste of her lips. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Bruce Wayne is the life I pieced together as a small boy. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ It is the life I pretend to live. Fancy cars, expensive clothing, wasted money and women at my beckoned call. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Bruce Wayne is the mask I made to hide my true identity. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Clark is not Superman. Superman is Clark. Diana is not Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman is Diana. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ But me. . . Bruce Wayne /is/ Batman. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Soon in life, I realized that I could use Bruce Wayne to my benefit. Public Appearance. Charity Work. Scientific Exploration. Bruce Wayne, a younger Elon Musk. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Not only is Bruce Wayne the life of luxury, he is the face of true progress for Gotham. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Batman paints the picture. Bruce Wayne frames it and hangs it in the spotlight. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Many people flee to a life of crime for many reasons. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Some act out of malice, some out of the need for attention, some sickness, some out of revenge, and some because they are in need. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ In need of help, financially, mentally, et cetera. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Gotham Village Gotham City 22:01 ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The El Camino cruised down the main avenue. The windows were heavily tinted, hiding the men inside already dressed in dark colors. They loaded Mac-11's, sliding the hammers back to get them hot. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "We gon' pepper these motherfuckers," the lead one spoke as the low riding vehicle turned down a side-road alleyway. It followed through to a set of garage doors, vicserated with an elaborate portrait of graffitti. They repped purple, the color of one Gotham's many gangs, The Family of Park Row. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Miles racked his gun up as well, looking at the skimask in his hand. The rest of the members in the pulled them on easily. No hesitation. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He followed his peers, his. . . mentors, in the preparations. The El Camino blocked out the garage doors, and the crew burst into the small doorway. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Mac-11's, AK's, and AR's are the easiest weapons to get in surplus. You can fuel whole militias with the pay off of just one bank robbery. Growing up in Old Gotham, a criminal warzone, you grow up knowing one thing and that is surviving off the ski-mask way. Eventually, your code bashes against someone else's, and you decide to plug them with holes for dare having ideals different to yours. Because those ideals may be your downfall. And in Old Gotham, you can not fall. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ So you throw your pawns out against theirs, and give your pawns two choices: blood money, or a riddled home. You have no choice for weak spots, or you will die. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Accessing Computer Files . . . ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Gotham City Police Department: Criminal Records ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Penguin Oswald Cobblepot ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Ex - King of Gotham, Philanthropist, Nightclub Owner, Gangster, Crimelord ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Short, Squat, Overweight, Black Hair, Beak-like Nose, Tar Black Eyes, Black Liquid spewing from sharp teeth, Limp in leg. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Dressed in a tuxedo, signature cane, top hat, and monocle. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Penguin was bullied a lot as a child, due to his stature and appearance. Losing a father at a young age, his mother became his entire world. He felt alone due to his rough childhood, and the loss of his mother. Losing his life and wealth, all together, he took to crime, building himself a criminal empire from the ground up. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ "The flight of sparrows circum to children below Consumed within a thoughtless crow All bold to make haste on an hour's race."⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I tell you, Johnny. Bats been dead. This is just some kid tryna follow his foot steps." The thug stuffed his face of fallafel. He was a glutton, feeding on the food of Gotham's innocence, not only the food he devoured whole. "In all fehness, he ain't shit compared ta da bats /I/ knew." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Johnny let out a disgruntled huff. He sat against the dumpster, letting his bloody, skinned hands fall to a resting position. He gave up trying to fight. In his head, Johnny said goodbye to his family. Now Johnny must be good. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "See, da Bats I knew's alot faster. Stronger. More invincible. This one, he seems sloppy. Good for da people who don't know him, but for 'ose of us'at do, y'see, ain't scared. We know 'at ain't da real him." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Do you?" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ The thug yanked his head back, searching for the voice. Nothing seemed to speak, "Who was 'at?" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "You know nothing of who I am, Laroni." The voice tickled his eardrums and sent shivers down his spine. "But I know /everything/ about you." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "What're you talkin' about?!" Laroni circled the chasm of brick and loose flyers blowing through the hot summer Gotham wind. "Where are you?!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Four years at Blackgate Prison, petty crime such as armed robbery, gang violence, and one account of obstruction of justice." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Come out or I'll kill you! You ain't no bat!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Clever man." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ A large flap slapped against the wind, bringing itself to a head on the rainy pavement in front of him. Laroni froze, staring at it. A flower shrouded in darkness, blooming a shadow with a broad chest and pointy ears. "I am Vengeance." ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "Oh god, it is you!" Laroni backed against the brick, begging for mercy. He began to shiver, terrifed. He should be. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I am the night, and all that envokes it." Each boot step sent thunder through the crook's feet. Tears welled in his eyes as he met contact with the burning white eyes from his cowl. ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ "I am B A T M A N!" ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
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