Tanerine25
Gotham Underground: Cut Deep with Loneliness
Empress Penguin had finally found her way back to the warehouse, after schmoozing with a few underworldites after her visit with Poison Ivy.
She pushed the door open and walked into the warehouse, activating the industrial lights inside of the building.
As the lights came on, there was a figure a few yards off...
“Youse can’t kill me that eas’ly, dame.”
Empress Penguin sighed, “Oh Arnold...”
The Ventriloquist stood with a brand new Scarface puppet. The puppet seemed angry.
“Youse dumb bitch! You think you can just cap me that quick?!”
Empress Penguin took her glasses into two fingers and rubbed her temples, “I don’t have time for this Arnold, I really don’t want to kill you...”
“P-Please M-Ms. Cobblepot d-don’t Kill me!”
“Shaddup, dummy!”
Esmeralda rolled her neck and groaned, adjusting her glasses and pulling a pistol on Arnold.
“M-Ms. Cobblepot please I...” Arnold pleaded, tears forming in his eyes.
“Arnold, listen. The dummy doesn’t control you.”
“I ain’t no dummy!”
Arnold took in hitched and harried breathes between sobs. He was extremely terrified now.
Empress kept a steely grimace on her face, “Arnold you heard me.”
The dummy kept talking to Empress but Arnold couldn’t hear it anymore. It was as if he finally came into reality. His arm drooped, and Scarface fell to the ground. He took in a deep breathe, “G-Goodbye Mr. Scarface...”
Arnold and Esmeralda tossed the puppet off the roof a few minutes later. As Esmeralda left, she knew in her heart Arnold would just go find another puppet, but she could at least prolong his “health” for as long as it took to win a war.
Gotham Underground: Cut Deep with Loneliness
Empress Penguin had finally found her way back to the warehouse, after schmoozing with a few underworldites after her visit with Poison Ivy.
She pushed the door open and walked into the warehouse, activating the industrial lights inside of the building.
As the lights came on, there was a figure a few yards off...
“Youse can’t kill me that eas’ly, dame.”
Empress Penguin sighed, “Oh Arnold...”
The Ventriloquist stood with a brand new Scarface puppet. The puppet seemed angry.
“Youse dumb bitch! You think you can just cap me that quick?!”
Empress Penguin took her glasses into two fingers and rubbed her temples, “I don’t have time for this Arnold, I really don’t want to kill you...”
“P-Please M-Ms. Cobblepot d-don’t Kill me!”
“Shaddup, dummy!”
Esmeralda rolled her neck and groaned, adjusting her glasses and pulling a pistol on Arnold.
“M-Ms. Cobblepot please I...” Arnold pleaded, tears forming in his eyes.
“Arnold, listen. The dummy doesn’t control you.”
“I ain’t no dummy!”
Arnold took in hitched and harried breathes between sobs. He was extremely terrified now.
Empress kept a steely grimace on her face, “Arnold you heard me.”
The dummy kept talking to Empress but Arnold couldn’t hear it anymore. It was as if he finally came into reality. His arm drooped, and Scarface fell to the ground. He took in a deep breathe, “G-Goodbye Mr. Scarface...”
Arnold and Esmeralda tossed the puppet off the roof a few minutes later. As Esmeralda left, she knew in her heart Arnold would just go find another puppet, but she could at least prolong his “health” for as long as it took to win a war.