Glimpsing into Bedlam
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mdc_universeWho: Batwoman
What: Discovering and investigating The Joker's handiwork
When: Early a.m.
Where: Gotham
Interactions: Heroes and Anti-heroes only
Warnings: None yet
The unnatural contortions of the corpses smiles gave a clear signal to anyone in Gotham: The Joker was back in town. She had been clear across the city investigating a jewel theft when the explosion happened. If only she had been there. Her heart weighed like a stone in her stomach. Vagrants. Father, wife, and children. With them lay the bodies of those sworn to protect. Men and women. All brave souls she had watched occasionally from the shadows or seen at crime scenes. If she didn't know better, she'd think that the madman could not possibly be more coldblooded, but he was no ordinary criminal.
People would wake up in the morning to find this on the news and they would be afraid. Her fists clenched and her teeth grit together behind her closed lips. She'd find him and if she didn't, one of the other heroes would and these people would be avenged before he reached Arkham.
"We'll do everything we can to stop him, Commisioner. I promise." She said to Gordon, before she swung to an adjacent building.
She prayed that promise was a prophecy. They had to stop him in time before more people would die or mourn their loved ones.
What: Discovering and investigating The Joker's handiwork
When: Early a.m.
Where: Gotham
Interactions: Heroes and Anti-heroes only
Warnings: None yet
The unnatural contortions of the corpses smiles gave a clear signal to anyone in Gotham: The Joker was back in town. She had been clear across the city investigating a jewel theft when the explosion happened. If only she had been there. Her heart weighed like a stone in her stomach. Vagrants. Father, wife, and children. With them lay the bodies of those sworn to protect. Men and women. All brave souls she had watched occasionally from the shadows or seen at crime scenes. If she didn't know better, she'd think that the madman could not possibly be more coldblooded, but he was no ordinary criminal.
People would wake up in the morning to find this on the news and they would be afraid. Her fists clenched and her teeth grit together behind her closed lips. She'd find him and if she didn't, one of the other heroes would and these people would be avenged before he reached Arkham.
"We'll do everything we can to stop him, Commisioner. I promise." She said to Gordon, before she swung to an adjacent building.
She prayed that promise was a prophecy. They had to stop him in time before more people would die or mourn their loved ones.