Supremedalekdunn
The Dark Knight #13
After numerous meetings about the problems and successes of Wayne Enterprises I finally managed to get down to applied sciences to see Fox. There he informed me that he had ensured that all of the necessary equipment was sent back to the Manor. Good job I tipped him off that a search of all departments would be carried out today in response to my comments to Uncle Marcus. By all accounts Uncle Marcus only asked for a search of applied sciences. I guess only applied sciences deals with this type of exo-suit so the thief most likely resides in that department. I’ll need to check the staff list for applied sciences when I get back to the cave to see who would have the need to sell the prototype equipment. Whilst at applied sciences I inform Fox about how effective his suit is with how much trouble it gave me. He seems somewhat pleased by this. I then inform him of the problems that have persisted through the use of the bat-suit. If there’s one way to tempt Fox to commit to a difficult task, it’s to mention flaws with his work. His desire for perfection will not allow him to repeat the same mistake, perfect for creating my new suit. If I am to be able to deal with more opponents such as the one in the exo-suit I’ll need a less cumbersome suit. Rather than take a punch head on I’d prefer to avoid it all together, and hopefully the new suit will allow that.
As I leave Wayne Tower I notice spit on Uncle Marcus’ car. I guess Alfred has been waiting a bit if he’s had time to show his dislike of Uncle Marcus. I enter the car and we head back to the Manor. I enquire with Alfred as to how long he’s been waiting for me. He gives his infamous ‘long enough to do what I needed line’ basically confessing he spat on the car. He’s had a haircut whilst I was in my meetings. Good. He has a habit of letting these things pass him by whilst he’s helping me whilst I’m out on the streets. This crusade I’ve undertaken has consumed my life, the last thing I want is for it to consume Alfred’s also. No one deserves that.
Back at the Manor I notice the large shipping crates. The crates are ambiguous. No Wayne Enterprises markings on them and they’re sealed tightly shut. Good. If it were ever to be revealed that Bruce Wayne and Batman are one in the same, the last thing I would want is for Wayne Enterprises to be ruined as a result. My Father built that company, and the last thing I want is to ruin it. There would be no greater disgrace to his memory. Perhaps that’s why I choose to allow Uncle Marcus to run the company, because I secretly know that I am not the person to ensure this company survives. I can stay on the streets and attempt to clean them up in the name of my Father but at the end of the day my Father’s legacy will be Wayne Enterprises, not the Batman.
Alfred has the crates brought down to the cave and I open them all. In every crate there is a different item. It reminds me of those early Christmas’. The joys of opening up presents not knowing whether it would be the latest remote control car model, or a plastic toy gun. Looking at it now, the gifts haven’t really changed beyond simply being repurposed for my quest to save Gotham. In the largest crate there is the new prototype engine Fox had been developing for one of Wayne Enterprise’s military contracts. The perfect heart for what I plan to build. The engine is electric and is designed to generate electricity whilst it moves and store a reserve in the event that the generators fail as well as to ensure that the car will start. I fire the engine up and it’s silent. Perfect.
The second crate contains dozens of the new cowl designs. They appear identical to the ones I have worn previously in terms of structure, but in terms of composition they are far from that. According to Fox it is made from a specially designed polymer that contains traces of lead to help strengthen the cowl thus ensuring that it will not shatter as easily as my previous cowls have. According to Fox I could simply fight crime by head butting every criminal I encounter on the streets and the cowl would still be in tact. A tempting prospect, but one that I shall probably never need to test. My moves are focused more around using my arms and legs are both my sword and also my shield.
The remaining crates contain a variety of new gadgets Fox has created. It’s amazing what his mind can create if it’s allowed to run free. In one of the boxes there is a gun. I’m not one to use guns but Fox knows this, so when I pull the trigger a deafening screech emits from the gun and most of the bats in the cave fly off in fear. A sonic cannon. Interesting. Not sure what I can use it for, but I’m certain that a need will come. Another houses what appear to be a new version of my gauntlets? Fox wouldn’t of given me these without having some form of twist to them. What could he have done?
I place the gauntlets on top of my suit and as I’m putting on them a note falls out of the left gauntlet from Lucius. ‘I’d use these on a practice dummy to see how they work. Just point and press the inside button’. What have you gotten up to in your spare time Lucius? Sure enough I head over to the training area and I line a practice dummy up before pressing the button. Immediately a taser launches out of the gauntlet and shocks the practice dummy. This will certainly be useful.
With all these new toys I was very keen to hit the streets and try them out. So I swiftly suited up and as the clock struck 10 pm the Dark Knight headed into Gotham…
The Dark Knight #13
After numerous meetings about the problems and successes of Wayne Enterprises I finally managed to get down to applied sciences to see Fox. There he informed me that he had ensured that all of the necessary equipment was sent back to the Manor. Good job I tipped him off that a search of all departments would be carried out today in response to my comments to Uncle Marcus. By all accounts Uncle Marcus only asked for a search of applied sciences. I guess only applied sciences deals with this type of exo-suit so the thief most likely resides in that department. I’ll need to check the staff list for applied sciences when I get back to the cave to see who would have the need to sell the prototype equipment. Whilst at applied sciences I inform Fox about how effective his suit is with how much trouble it gave me. He seems somewhat pleased by this. I then inform him of the problems that have persisted through the use of the bat-suit. If there’s one way to tempt Fox to commit to a difficult task, it’s to mention flaws with his work. His desire for perfection will not allow him to repeat the same mistake, perfect for creating my new suit. If I am to be able to deal with more opponents such as the one in the exo-suit I’ll need a less cumbersome suit. Rather than take a punch head on I’d prefer to avoid it all together, and hopefully the new suit will allow that.
As I leave Wayne Tower I notice spit on Uncle Marcus’ car. I guess Alfred has been waiting a bit if he’s had time to show his dislike of Uncle Marcus. I enter the car and we head back to the Manor. I enquire with Alfred as to how long he’s been waiting for me. He gives his infamous ‘long enough to do what I needed line’ basically confessing he spat on the car. He’s had a haircut whilst I was in my meetings. Good. He has a habit of letting these things pass him by whilst he’s helping me whilst I’m out on the streets. This crusade I’ve undertaken has consumed my life, the last thing I want is for it to consume Alfred’s also. No one deserves that.
Back at the Manor I notice the large shipping crates. The crates are ambiguous. No Wayne Enterprises markings on them and they’re sealed tightly shut. Good. If it were ever to be revealed that Bruce Wayne and Batman are one in the same, the last thing I would want is for Wayne Enterprises to be ruined as a result. My Father built that company, and the last thing I want is to ruin it. There would be no greater disgrace to his memory. Perhaps that’s why I choose to allow Uncle Marcus to run the company, because I secretly know that I am not the person to ensure this company survives. I can stay on the streets and attempt to clean them up in the name of my Father but at the end of the day my Father’s legacy will be Wayne Enterprises, not the Batman.
Alfred has the crates brought down to the cave and I open them all. In every crate there is a different item. It reminds me of those early Christmas’. The joys of opening up presents not knowing whether it would be the latest remote control car model, or a plastic toy gun. Looking at it now, the gifts haven’t really changed beyond simply being repurposed for my quest to save Gotham. In the largest crate there is the new prototype engine Fox had been developing for one of Wayne Enterprise’s military contracts. The perfect heart for what I plan to build. The engine is electric and is designed to generate electricity whilst it moves and store a reserve in the event that the generators fail as well as to ensure that the car will start. I fire the engine up and it’s silent. Perfect.
The second crate contains dozens of the new cowl designs. They appear identical to the ones I have worn previously in terms of structure, but in terms of composition they are far from that. According to Fox it is made from a specially designed polymer that contains traces of lead to help strengthen the cowl thus ensuring that it will not shatter as easily as my previous cowls have. According to Fox I could simply fight crime by head butting every criminal I encounter on the streets and the cowl would still be in tact. A tempting prospect, but one that I shall probably never need to test. My moves are focused more around using my arms and legs are both my sword and also my shield.
The remaining crates contain a variety of new gadgets Fox has created. It’s amazing what his mind can create if it’s allowed to run free. In one of the boxes there is a gun. I’m not one to use guns but Fox knows this, so when I pull the trigger a deafening screech emits from the gun and most of the bats in the cave fly off in fear. A sonic cannon. Interesting. Not sure what I can use it for, but I’m certain that a need will come. Another houses what appear to be a new version of my gauntlets? Fox wouldn’t of given me these without having some form of twist to them. What could he have done?
I place the gauntlets on top of my suit and as I’m putting on them a note falls out of the left gauntlet from Lucius. ‘I’d use these on a practice dummy to see how they work. Just point and press the inside button’. What have you gotten up to in your spare time Lucius? Sure enough I head over to the training area and I line a practice dummy up before pressing the button. Immediately a taser launches out of the gauntlet and shocks the practice dummy. This will certainly be useful.
With all these new toys I was very keen to hit the streets and try them out. So I swiftly suited up and as the clock struck 10 pm the Dark Knight headed into Gotham…