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Post by Oswald Cobblepot on Aug 13, 2015 22:41:20 GMT
Still boiling from earlier, Oswald was never a fan of Bruce and his antics; he always found him to be a pompous, arrogant, little know it all. Now I know what you are thinking, that should be the kind of guy that Oswald loves, right? Well you see, the difference is - if that arrogance is earned, then it's okay but Bruce's was never earned, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and has never had to lift a finger for anything but that's perfectly fine because sooner rather than later, Oswald was going to take that silver tongue of Bruce's and have it removed from his head and placed on his mantle. In the meantime however, Oswald snaps out of his catatonic like state and flashes a large grin as he stretches out his hand to extend a formal gesture to a man who needs no introduction, and that man is of course, Lex Luthor.
Oswald: Mr. Luthor, I have heard so much about you - what brings you all the way out here to Gotham?
Smiling very softly, Oswald was hiding all of that arrogance behind a fake, soft smile and not because he wasn't happy to meet Lex but because his mind is still racing at just how disrespectful that Bruce was. Trying to keep his composure, that was always a challenge for Oswald as many says he has anger problems, which if you ask him - he doesn't have anger problems, he simply has problems with stupid people. Anyway, keeping his hand stretched out to make a good first meeting with Mr. Luthor - Oswald keeps that million dollar smile stretched along his face as he knows that there's a lot of potential in this newfound friendship, or so he hopes.
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Post by Alberto Falcone on Aug 13, 2015 23:12:27 GMT
Coming down to the Wayne manor was something Alberto Falcone didn't wanted to do. But he had to make appearances. He arrived at Wayne Manor in his white suit. He wasn't here to donate anything but was here to see what is Bruce Wayne really upto and above all - he wanted to keep an eye on Richard Grayson. If that kid shows up to his own fundraiser. The kid is more important. If kid knows something and Falcone finds out, he could use the 'kid' and move up the ranks. Hey it's easy to manipulate an emotional kid that has lost his parents. Falcone can relate to that, as his family was separated many years ago - that costed him to move from city to city town to town.
Falcone encounter one of the first person at Wayne manor was one of the socialite who was bad mouthing the falcone family ? At the moment Falcone didn't wanted to make a big scene and kill the guy on the spot. No no he kept his cool for now. However he come across Oswald Cobblepot.
Alberto Falcone : Bloody penguin. That arsehole is just using this to catapult his political career. What an asshole ? I do not like him at all. I wish I could just have him killed right here right now.
Falcone then moved passed the hallways -- his eyes caught up with presence of Councilman talking to Lex Luthor.
Alberto Falcone : This rich bastard is here as well. I wonder who else has shown his face around. This is already reeks of desperate and selfish morons that think that since they have the money and power they could do anything. There is only one FAMILY that is powerful. THE FALCONES !! One day I will be the king of this city. One day everyone will fear Albert Falcone. I will be the king of GOTHAM. MY word will be the law.
Just then Alfred walked up with a tray of sweet and desserts.
Alfred : Sir would you like to have something.
Alfred had a distaste look on his face. Did he wanted to even say anything to the most boring person in the world. No he did not. But he had to keep his cool.
Alberto Falcone : No thank you. But if you excuse me I have other things to do.
Alberto let a fake smile and then walked passed the butler. He didn't wanted to do anything with anyone here. He's just making appearances.
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Post by Lois Lane on Aug 14, 2015 6:17:02 GMT
In the back of a taxi, Lois attempted to reapply her eye-liner using the screen of her phone as a mirror. Swearing as the car drove rather too fast over a bump, she managed to avoid blinding herself. Eventually, Lois stuffed her make-up back into her tiny clutch and dropped the bag into the seat next to her. That was the best it was going to be. She was going to a fundraiser at Wayne Manor for Christ's sake. Eye-liner wasn't exactly going to save her. She could only imagine what the women would be wearing and she was going to rock up wearing a navy blue dress that had belonged to her mother during the cold war! True, the dress had avoided the moths (and the missiles) but it wasn't exactly Louis Vuitton or whatever the socialites nowadays were wearing. She was actually surprised to be invited. She'd only been living in Gotham for a few weeks, sent there by the Daily Planet to cover the Grey Knight Festival. Due to other events that had taken place, her boss had decided to lengthen her visit. Besides, when Perry had discovered that the newly resurrected Bruce Wayne had invited one of his top reporters to his home to socialise with Gotham's elite...well, it was safe to say that his cheers of joy had been heard in Central City. The taxi drove through the gates and up the long driveway towards Wayne Manor. Lois couldn't help but stare out the window. It really was a magnificent building. Lois raised her phone and took a few shots. She could remember being a teenager and hearing the news that Wayne Manor had burnt down on Bruce Wayne's birthday. Bruce had always been one to give the newspapers some pretty good headlines but none could equal his return from the grave after three long years. The taxi cab stopped outside the main entrance and the door was opened for her. Lois grabbed her clutch and checked inside. Keys. Check. Make-up. Check. Notebook. Check. Pen. Check. Four spare pens. Check. Check. Check. Check. A few notes to validate her being there. Check. Mini recorder. Check and with her phone in her hand, she was good to go. Lois ignored the helping hand of the driver and got out the car herself. Paying the driver, she made her way into the lion's den. Lois attempted to not look too amazed but this was Wayne-freaking-Manor. She passed a table laden with food and another with every kind of white flower she thought she'd ever seen. She squeezed her way passed a group of chatting business men and kept walking. She spotted Oswald Cobblepot, the short and rather rotund man who was gunning for the position of Mayor. There was also Ted Kord, Councilman Edwards, Mayor Matthews and even Oliver Queen to name but a few famous faces. Lois also spotted Lex Luthor. It seemed that she wasn't the only one to have crossed the Bay and dropped in to Gotham. Luthor always gave her a bad feeling. She involuntarily shuddered and tried to get as far away from him as possible. She then clocked Bruce Wayne. He oozed charisma and class. He was an impressive man, even from the other side of the frankly gigantic room. Lois opened her clutch and switched on her recorder. Perry would push her out of her office window if she returned from an event like this empty handed. As Lois walked forward, intending on meeting her host, a figure stepped in her way. Vicki Vale. "Well hey Lane! Fancy seeing you here!""Vicki! Hi, how are you?"The two women both shared a fake smile and a frosty hug. "Healthy thank you. And you look...excited to be here.""Yes, it is pretty exciting. It really is an amazing place.""Cut the crap Lane. Why are you here? The Gazette didn't need two people covering one lousy fundraiser. Are you even on the guest list?!"Lois was caught off guard by Vicki's sudden outburst and took a moment to recover. When she did however, she didn't take prisoners. She never did. She was Lois Lane. "No, you cut the crap Vale. I was invited her tonight so don't you go sticking your fake nose where it doesn't belong."Lois moved past Vicki with a sharp barge to the shoulder, making Vicki step back a few steps to avoid falling. Lois kept moving but glanced back with one final smile. "And don't frown Vicki. You'll get creases and there's only so much botox can do."Lane 1. Vale 0. It was a cheap shot but hey, it was worth it. Feeling pretty happy with herself, Lois made her way across the room to shake hands with Lazarus himself. |
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Post by Selina Kyle on Aug 16, 2015 1:21:41 GMT
The fundraiser was going pretty well or at least I thought so. I hadn't strayed far from Bruce's side yet and I'm sure he was either making sure I stayed close by so I didn't steal anything or he was wanting to be close to me. Either one could have been the reason he chose to stay in close proximity of me. And I just wanted to stay close to him because I missed him but it's not like I would ever tell him that. My eyes look around the place, seeing it packed full with people who probably had more money on them than they realized. I could notice Bruce sneaking glances at two different men; both of who I knew their names; Lex Luthor and Oswald Cobblepot. A cat like grin spreads across my face as an opportunity presents itself as I see Oswald approach Lex Luthor. It was like killing two birds with one stone I mused to myself before looking up at Bruce. I smile at him before leaning up and kissing his cheek for show and to show that bimbo that he wasn't available, even if he thought that he was.
"I'll be right back. I've got to use the ladies room."
Bruce didn't seem as if he really cared about where I was off to or maybe he was in shock because I had shown him some affection. Either way, I pull myself away from him as I move around the house quietly and trying not to pull attention to myself. I, however couldn't keep my eyes off of Bruce either because I was worried that somebody else was going to put the moves on him, so to speak. I straighten up before grabbing a silver platter that was holding champagne on it before walking over to Cobblepot and Luthor. Just as I got close to them I purposely tripped and fell, shattering the glass around me, getting their attention.
"I'm so sorry!"
I could see the glass and champagne around their feet as I get up and dust myself up. I grab a few napkins to hand to them as I had made sure just a small amount of champagne had gotten onto their clothes. The minute they weren't paying attention to me as I wiped up their blazors, I had managed to steal their wallets from the jacket pockets and easily tucked them away.
"My apologies. Let me go get another napkin."
I bow a little at them as I walk away with the tray and set it back down. I knew it hadn't caused that much commotion as I slip into the bathroom and empty their wallets of all the cash they'd stored in there and for a little insurance money, I took a credit card from both of them before stashing them in a secret place on my person. I walk back out, grabbing a towel and walk back over to them. I then busied myself as they watched me in wiping them down again, placing their wallets back in place. I smile at them as nicely as I can manage before excusing myself from the conversation. I toss the towel aside as I make my way back over to Bruce, the sheer look of confidence written on my face. I knew that I should probably leave the fundraiser, but the opportunity to steal from a few more wealthy canidates kept me here.
"Miss me, darling?"
I look at Bruce a smirk on my face as I hook my arm back in his.
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Post by Lex Luthor on Aug 19, 2015 1:40:07 GMT
Councilman Edwards, Lex Luthor and Oswald Cobblepot all looked at each other with similar expressions of "WTF". Luthor wondered to himself if the woman who had just picked his pocket realized the risk she'd taken to do so. Luthor didn't bring any body guards with him to Gotham because he just didn’t feel like it'd be necessary. He could handle himself and he was coming for drinks with a politician, not to tour the slums –although one might argue that all of Gotham was a slum-. However, Cobblepot had two "body guards" with him and they both shot their hands into their jackets with expressions upon their faces that told Luthor they had their hands on their guns and were more than ready to execute the lady thief as soon as she got within arm's reach of Cobblepot. Luckily for her, Cobblepot turned back quick enough to give his boys the stand down gesture. Had he not done that who knows how things would have ended up because while the average citizen may not have realized it, Luthor knew the moment he saw Cobblepot's guards that they weren't just some muscle from an agency somewhere. These guys were gangsters. When you've lived around the criminal element your entire life as Luthor has you know how to spot your own.
As Luthor contemplated how near his suit came to being stained with a woman's blood Councilman Edwards finally broke the silence between the three as he poignantly inquired, "What possibly motivated Bruce Wayne's arm candy to take a sudden foray into serving Champaign?"
Oswald and Luthor simultaneously replied, "She was picking our wallets."
Luthor and Oswald looked at each other and both smirked, each respecting the fact that the other hadn't gone oblivious to what just happened.
Oswald whispers quietly, "I'll have my boys grab her the next time she leaves Wayne's side and uh… politely repossess our wallets for us."
Stevie Wonder could have read between those lines. Cobblepot was ready to have this woman worked over –Who knows, maybe even offed- because of what she'd done. Perhaps had Luthor spent five minutes listening to the woman's man friend (Bruce Wayne) talk crap to him he'd have been as quick to suggest the same but since he hadn't been, he'd be the cooler head in the room… There's a roll Luthor wasn't used to playing.
Lex Luthor, "I like your enthusiasm but let's not get carried away. I'll take care of it. Excuse me a moment."
Luthor turned and began across the room. He had to give the lady thief some credit. While it was a terrible idea to stand around on the arm of the most heavily watched figure in the room –Fundraiser host Bruce Wayne- and then try to portray herself as a humble server as if everyone in the room hadn't already observed the woman in Wayne's arm, her actual technique was very good. The average schlub on the street probably would have never even noticed their wallet was gone until they went to use it again. However, having come up in the Suicide Slums of Metropolis and being around the criminal element to some extent his whole life, Luthor was more than capable of noticing a pick pocket attempt when he saw one. He assumed by Cobblepot's equally quick reaction that he must have known a crook or two in his day as well. That notion was pretty well confirmed when Cobblepot was ready to take this woman out back and do God knows what over a simple pick pocketing. I mean after all, it's not like anybody with any sense would keep anything in their wallet that couldn't be cancelled or replaced. Surely Oswald wouldn't keep anything incriminating in there, he was a life long politician. He had to be smarter than that. Luthor certainly was.
Finally Luthor found himself in front of the host himself, Bruce Wayne.
Lex Luthor, "Mr. Wayne, I don't believe we've been formally introduced…"
Bruce raised a skeptical eyebrow. He had a pretty good general idea of what type of a guy Luthor was and a guy like Luthor didn't generally put his ego aside to go introduce himself to the other Alpha in the room. No, guys like Luthor expected you to come to him. This just reaffirmed to Wayne that there was a scheme at work, never the less until he had more evidence he'd play the hospitable host.'
Bruce shook Luthor's hand, both me squeezing hard enough to subconsciously convey that they were the alpha male but held back just enough to not try and break the other's hand. Both men knew all to well what the other was trying to convey. To some small degree one had to respect that the other stood their ground so firmly.
Bruce Wayne, "Mr. Luthor of Lex-Corp… I'm familiar with who you are."
Lex Luthor, "Of course you are… As am I you… So I suppose formal introductions aren't necessary. Now, as much as I enjoy small talk, I'm afraid I didn't come over just to mingle. Your lady friend here has obtained a couple of wallets that simply do not belong to her. Frankly, I'm not even mad. I'm actually quite impressed at the fortitude it takes to pick the pockets of two of the most noticed guys in the room simultaneously. Never the less, if we could just have those back I can convince Mr. Cobblepot not to overreact and make this a bigger issue than it needs to be and we'll chalk this whole thing up to a playful prank instead of blatant theft."
Luthor smiles a sickly yet gentlemanly smile as he awaits the reaction of this lady thief and/or Bruce Wayne.
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Post by The Joker on Aug 19, 2015 2:23:22 GMT
Sometimes I think I've had too much time on my hands lately and it was time to change that. I was focusing on trying to take control of the streets again. Sure, sure, Bane did himself a decent of a bang up job in my absence but he was defeated and I was out so I had to take my streets back. Sionis obviously didn't care THAT much about Gambol, instead he let that stupid Red Hooded freak scare him so the message to Sionis would have to be even bigger. Cobblepot hadn't said a word, he was probably trembling in his boots when his drug shipment was destroyed and his men slaughtered. It was entertaining but another message needed to be sent to him too. These men.. these petty animals thought they could rule Gotham in my absence but Gotham was my city to rule and they needed to learn that. After all, The Bat and I are destined to do this forever. But it was time to send a message to everybody and there was one spot right now that all the men and women in Gotham that mattered would be. The Grayson fundraiser. It was an open forum for any and all citizens of Gotham who were donating to the fund to come. Gordon’s new brat from Central City, Wayne, Wayne’s new kid, Oliver Queen, Ted Kord, Cobblepot and so many many more… this was the perfect spot for the next wave. If the Bat really did save Bruce, then maybe we could lure The Bat out. I think it was about time we had a happy reunion. So the first step was to lure them all out… maybe kill them. It all depended on how I felt when it actually happened because I loved to just do things sometimes for the hell of it. I mean surely a couple of deaths at Wayne Manor would draw The Bat out. So I arrived at Wayne Manor with a couple of my men to serve as the distraction, ultimately allowing me to slip right in. But if there was one thing I loved to do… it was to draw attention to myself. I loved the spotlight. These people needed a dose of fear in them. We arrived to Wayne manor and I had a megaphone in one hand, my submachine gun in the other. I motioned for the men to do their jobs, which were to plant timed explosives on the cars and they did. They activated the timers and ran back by me while we waited. The clock ticked down. ”Time to shed a little light on the situation! HAHEHEHEHEHA!10…. 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…
>BOOM!< The explosion rang out and the fundraiser was quickly put to a halt. Everybody inside quickly ran to the doors. Little did I know, the Gordon Brat and the Wayne Brat weren’t even home. They were off frolicking in rainbow forest for all I knew. Bruce and Alfred looked at each other because they knew something was up and took a look outside. Standing right there on the front lawn was the sick, sadistic, maniacal clown himself… why ME, The Joker, of course! So I lifted the megaphone up so that all could hear me as they all stood on the lawn on Wayne Manor and looked at me, “Good evening ladies and gentlemen… I hope I’m not interrupting anything. But I just felt that it can’t be much of a party without a clown. After all, the party is for a child… and children just LOVE clowns. See… I’m not really such a bad guy at the heart of everything. I just like to be a normal man… doing normal everyday things… okay so that’s a bit of a lie. See… I like to think of myself as… as an agent of chaos…”Some of the film crew that was on hand for this event had managed to get through the people and set up next to the stairs, turning on and filming me. “Aaahh looky there. Looks like News 25 is all set up to catch this extravagant event!” I said, whilst doing a quick lick of the lips. I handed my gun to the henchman standing next to me and I threw my hand into the air. “Just make sure to get my good side! Now to the real matter at hand: Miiiister Wayne. I heard what you had to say on the news, Mister Wayne. I heard that you said that The Bat saved you. Now… I need to tell you that when I first heard that The Bat was dead-- I threw a little bit of a party; a little shindig. Sorry I couldn’t have invited you but I thought you were dead too. But when YOU were alive and you said that THE BAT… was alive…There was a look of intrigue on my face. Maybe we didn’t all know how much I actually enjoyed that The Bat was alive because he was the Bonnie to my Clyde, the Doctor Jeckyl to my Mister Hyde. Two Peas in a pod… you get it. I leaned my head in and a big SMILE came to my face. ”...I threw an even bigger party!. See… The Bat and I… we belong together. We’re two sides of the same coin. He likes to prevent chaos… and I like to cause it. The Bat likes to work with plans while I just… do things. And it’s truly a shame that Mister Roman Sionis or Mister Gambol couldn’t be here tonight to witness this extravaganza, but Miiister Cobblepot… I’m so glad that YOU’RE here. I meant to check in with you to see how you were doing, but… you weren’t there. But your friends at the docks told me so graciously before I killed them… that you’d be here so I knew I couldn’t miss this night! Now now… calm down, there’s no need to be afraid.. yet. The explosions were just so I could get your attention. And who of course could forget the money man of Metropolis… mister Lex Luthor. I hope I’m not spoiling anything! Just wrong place… at the wrong time...They liked to say that I was a very sick man… and maybe it was true. I knew I was different and had a very different approach to things. ”Now… I figured that with all of this commotion… The Bat would surely be around SOMEWHERE but yet your beloved hero is no where… to be found…I looked around, licked my lips and brought a smile to my face as a sick idea had come to my mind to draw out The Bat. That silly silly little bat. ”So I want you all to… do me a little favor. And I want everybody that’s listening to my lovely voice in their cozy little homes to listen to me as well.I then glanced over at the camera with a wink. I was proud of myself for this, and The Bat… he’d have to come out of hiding now. ”Consider this message a warning. I don’t know when or where you may see me again.. but I can promise you that it will be very soon. And the longer it takes for The Bat to get to me… well I guess more people are just going to have to die. It’s a shame really. I really do just love people. Don’t you? So I hope you’re listening, Bats! And Mister Cobblepot if you or Mister Wayne-- can do me just ooonnnneee little favor since you two are such popular men. When you see Roman Sionis… or BETTER YET once The Bat comes… I want you to tell them… tell them… tell that I’m coming… and I’m taking this pretty little lady here as incentive! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!Two of my men grabbed the pretty young girl that I pointed to and brought her towards us, throwing her into our police van that we had stolen before this event. It was all so simple... why didn’t they just understand I was trying to help them? Roman Sionis, Oswald Cobblepot and The Bat. My own little Three Musketeers was all I wanted. Sionis and Cobblepot of course, I wanted them out of the picture. I wanted my streets back. But the Bat and I? It was time to start our game again. Playing Chess in the dark was always fun. I and my men left the scene, taking the pretty young girl, just a civilian who was there to support a good cause and just got too close for her own good. If there was anything that could draw the Bat out, it was this girl. I didn’t actually want to hurt her, I had no need. She was just a pawn in a bigger game of chess. The sirens echoed out and that was our cue to leave. The fire department showed up quickly thereafter, ready to put out the flames. Meanwhile on the inside, Alfred and Bruce Wayne looked on, contemplating on their next move all the while others were in shock and fear of what just happened. |
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Post by Lois Lane on Aug 21, 2015 21:11:07 GMT
Voice recorder running in her clutch, Lois closed in on Bruce Wayne. Hand outstretched, Lois prepared to greet the man that had made the evening possible. That's when the explosion hit. Several cars outside the building roared into flames. The blasts shattered the windows, shredding apart the large curtains. The entire building felt like it shook. One of the many chandeliers broke from it's chain restraints and fell from the ceiling. The people below screamed and scattered as it smashed onto the ground sending sparkling crystals all over the room. The bulbs above flickered and cut out leaving the only light coming from the burning wreckage outside. Slowly, the partygoers stumbled from the darkness and carefully made their way across the glass covered floor. Lois moved towards the light and saw a figure on the ground. Moving forward, Lois recognised the body. It was Vicki Vale. Lois knelt beside her as Vicki moaned. From what Lois could see, Vicki wasn't badly hurt. She had a cut on her forehead that wasn't too deep but was producing an alarming amount of blood. Grabbing a discarded napkin, Lois stood beside the buffet table and grabbed a handful of ice from a bucket with holding a champagne bottle. Wrapping it in the napkin, Lois returned to Vicki and held it against the wound. She seemed concussed and was still lying on the ground moaning. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen… I hope I’m not interrupting anything. But I just felt that it can’t be much of a party without a clown. After all, the party is for a child… and children just LOVE clowns. See… I’m not really such a bad guy at the heart of everything. I just like to be a normal man… doing normal everyday things… okay so that’s a bit of a lie. See… I like to think of myself as… as an agent of chaos…” A loud voice forced it's way into the building from the lawn outside. Leaving Vicki to hold the ice to her head, Lois joined the people gathered at the broken windows. Some of the partygoers had exited the front door or even clambered out of the, now empty, window frames. Some of the film crews that had attended had joined thos outside and were filming. Lois then realised she wasn't holding her clutch. She had dropped it somewhere. Swearing, she searched the room for it as the voice outside continued talking. She eventually found it on the floor and pulled out her phone and recorder which was still rolling. Lois came close to the windows and started filming on her phone, putting the recorder on an upturned armchair beside her. “...two sides of the same coin. He likes to prevent chaos… and I like to cause it. The Bat likes to work with plans while I just… do things. And it’s truly a shame that Mister Roman Sionis or Mister Gambol couldn’t be here tonight to witness this extravaganza, but Miiister Cobblepot… I’m so glad that YOU’RE here. I meant to check in with you to see how you were doing, but… you weren’t there. But your friends at the docks told me so graciously before I killed them… that you’d be here so I knew I couldn’t miss this night! Now now… calm down, there’s no need to be afraid.. yet. The explosions were just so I could get your attention. And who of course could forget the money man of Metropolis… mister Lex Luthor. I hope I’m not spoiling anything! Just wrong place… at the wrong time...
" Lois turned her phone's camera to pan onto Lex Luthor's face. Maybe it was the light cast from the burning cars but he seemed pale. ”Now… I figured that with all of this commotion… The Bat would surely be around SOMEWHERE but yet your beloved hero is no where… to be found…So I want you all to… do me a little favor. And I want everybody that’s listening to my lovely voice in their cozy little homes to listen to me as well. Consider this message a warning. I don’t know when or where you may see me again.. but I can promise you that it will be very soon. And the longer it takes for The Bat to get to me… well I guess more people are just going to have to die. It’s a shame really. I really do just love people. Don’t you? So I hope you’re listening, Bats! And Mister Cobblepot if you or Mister Wayne-- can do me just ooonnnneee little favor since you two are such popular men. When you see Roman Sionis… or BETTER YET once The Bat comes… I want you to tell them… tell them… tell that I’m coming… and I’m taking this pretty little lady here as incentive! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"The figure gestured to a young girl near the front of the crowd that had gathered outside. Two men emerged from the thick smoke of the cars and grabbed her. Some in the crowd almost made a move to help her but the large guns of the men taking the girl caused them to think twice and stay back. Sirens sounded in the distance and the men with the guns melted into the darkness. The man with the megaphone took his bow and followed, laughing as he went. There was no doubt about it. This was the Joker. Lois, like anyone else in America, had heard the stories of the chaos he had wrought on Gotham City. Lois remembered the news stories of the time. She had been in College in England at the time. He had blown up a hospital and caused untold suffering. Until recently, it had been believed he had caused the death of Harvey Dent, a man beloved by everyone in Gotham.
As partygoers spoke amongst themselves, Lois tried to scan the room for Bruce Wayne. She couldn't see him anywhere. She couldn't even see his butler. Lois stopped filming and sent a text to Perry. It simply read: "Scrap whatever you have for front page. I have replacement. Give me time to get to laptop." Grabbing her recorder, Lois stepped down from the broken windows and made her way quickly across the lawn as the fire engines arrived. |
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Post by Barry Allen - The Flash on Aug 22, 2015 4:21:29 GMT
Barry couldn't believe what happened. The Joker finally showed his face, and at Wayne Manor during this great event of all things. All Bruce was trying to do was help a young child who had lost his parents in a tragic accident, much like he did when he was younger and then that pale faced lunatic had to go and cause chaos and for what? All because he wanted Batman to come out. Bruce was smarter than that, he wasn't going to give into the terrorist unless he knew people were in danger. What The Joker did taking that woman was a spur of the moment. It wasn't anything that anybody could have predicted and now Bruce was going to be kicking himself, all the while finding out a way to get her back safe and sound, even if it included the Bat coming back out to play. Granted, Barry didn't even know that Bruce was Batman yet, but maybe this would fill him in. In the mean time, Barry was going to meet up with Bruce and Wally and see what they could do about this. If anybody had ideas and intel, it was Bruce. The man had a way with things. Barry, dressed as The Flash, came speeding up in front of Wayne Manor, stopping as people were checking on each other, and others in panic of the young girl being taken.
The Flash\\ Is everybody okay?!
Lois Lane\\ The Flash?! Thank God... Yeah, I think so... except for that girl! Bruce and Alfred are gone, though! They could be anywhere in there! Who knows what happened if that explosion set off more, or if they're hurt!
The Flash\\ Don't worry, I'll find them! And then I'll get the girl back. Everybody just stay calm and everything will be alright. I'll be back... in a Flash.
>WHOOSH!<
Barry took off running into the mansion, running upstairs and is met with Wally in suit.
Wally\\ Hey now, Unc! Don't think I'd let you have all the fun now! As long as I'm still here, I'm here to help. So what's the plan, my man?!
Barry\\ First we need to find Bruce. He's sure to have some means to find out where The Joker is or why he attacked here and better yet, why Batman was nowhere to be found.
Wally\\ Well...
Barry\\ What is it, Wally? If you know something I need to know!
Wally\\ Haha... yeeaaah.. about that, man.. I want to so bad, but I can't!
Barry\\ What IS it, Wally?!
Wally\\ I uh... know who Batman is.
Barry\\ Who is he, Wally?! That's pretty important information! We could go right to him and get all of this settled!
Wally\\ Barry, I'm sorry, bro, but I can't. It's the same as if I went to the public and told them who you were. It's his secret to tell, man. I'm sorry.
Barry sighs. He knew Wally was right, he was just panicking and upset.
Barry\\ No, you're right. He doesn't want anybody to know who he is for a reason. You probably only know who he is because you're from the future. We're not meant to know... that's fine. But we need to find Bruce because he'll have an idea of how to find out some more about the Joker. Cisco.. Caitlin, can you hear me?
Barry spoke into the intercom inside of his suit.
Cisco\\ Loud and clear buddy! Roy took one of our sweet new high powered jets and is on his way to Gotham!
Caitlin\\ Nevermind him, Barry, what do you need?
Barry\\ I'm at Wayne Manor with Wally. The explosion tore some stuff up inside but everybody is safe except for Bruce Wayne and Alfred, but they've gotta be around here somewhere so we're going to keep looking. But in the mean time I need you guys to run every trace you possibly can in Gotham and around Gotham to find out where Joker went.
Cisco\\ On it!
Barry\\ Thanks guys! And when Roy gets to Gotham, let me know!
Wally\\ Whoa, Roy... Roy Harper is coming here?! DUDE Gotham is amazing!
Bruce\\ I overheard you looking for us?
Bruce and Alfred walked up, after exiting a nearby room.
Barry\\ Thank god you guys are alright. I've got Cisco and Caitlin running a trace on The Joker, following his every step and I've got an old friend on the way too. But we're going to need Batman's help. He fought Joker, he knows The Joker better than any of us and he's your friend. And I know that there's more to you than meets the eye, Bruce. I knew it when you said you had your own ways to figure out how to get Wally home so maybe you can help us find Joker, too. Anything you can do, we can use the help.
Bruce\\ Are all of the guests okay?
Wally\\ Yeah, man! Barry made sure they're all safe and sound!
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Post by Roy Harper - Red Arrow on Aug 24, 2015 7:32:46 GMT
Roy Harper aka Jason Harper is in GOTHAM but this time not as Arsenal, this time he is here as Red Arrow. The vigilante that is running around Gotham, chasing leads after leads to get so close to the one known as Red Hood but recently he been distracted by another criminal known to the world as The Joker and his counterpart Anarky. With Wayne and everyone else at the manor. Red Arrow makes his emerges as well but instead of coming through the main door he crashes in from the window, with a zipline arrow and as he enters, Bruce was ready to strike but Barry stops him.
The Flash, " Hey he's one of us. "
Bruce, " Those windows caused my family fortune to build."
Red Arrow, " What did I miss ? " walking through the people as he makes shattering mess of glass around everyone. " Oh Hi mister Wayne it's honor to meet you "
Bruce silently walked pass him as Roy makes a comment to himself, " Oh it's nice to meet you to Red Arrow ", Roy mimicking Wayne's voice as Wally jumps up excitedly.
Wally, " Damn it's the great Red Arrow. Man I want to tell you a lot of things. Great things, by the way did you find the Red Hood ? "
Red shockingly raises his eyebrow and looks back at Barry " How on earth does he know about me going after The Hood ", his word whispered through Barry's ear as Barry shrugged.
Wally, " Oh by the way I am Wallace Wayne "
Red Arrow, " Huh -- you're a very weird character "
Wally, " Well If I tell you truth you wouldn't even believe how weirder I can be to you "
Red Arrow, " Anyway Flash you and I need to investigate this crime scene. Let's hope The Joker has left something behind. It could be a lead we might need "
Though few seconds later, we hear Anarky begins to speak again. As Alfred received wild alert on Mister Wayne's tablet.
The video feed showcase Batgirl all tied up in a chair, with Anarky's men.
Anarky walked in front of the camera as he slaps the Bat girl and then turns his attention towards the camera, " BATMAN !! Nightwing, Green Arrow, and all these other vigilantes. I am here with one of your own. I am here with the one called the Bat Girl. She tried her best to stop the moneyspider. I am here to let everyone in GOTHAM know that the Vigilantes and GCPD better be ready for a rescue mission. If they failed Bat Girl, if they succeed, Bat Girl dies,because the one known as the Joker has a plan. We all thought he was evil but I saw in his eyes that he too wanted to help Gotham, in his own insanity he too wanted to save GOTHAM...So Good people of Gotham, turn those bat signals on because in the next twenty four hours. I will have my men torture this young girl in CAPE and there is nothing Batman or anyone else could do about it. NOTHING at all "
With BatGirl now abducted things are totally changing for the worse. Red Arrow turned to the Flash.
Red Arrow, " We need to find her. Joker and Anarky need to be put behind bars. I am sure Star Labs could hold such morons in their prison cells "
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