Eddy™
Why Do We Fall?
Every time I close my eyes I hear Johns screams. I can't wait to get my new suit...His blood has stained it and every time I look at it I get sick to my stomach. Why this bothers me so badly I have no idea, I still plan on killing Joker--ever since he abandoned me in the middle of his war I've been wanting my vengeance.
My house is dark, not because I have no power but because I like it like that. I have a crappy old couch, a couple desk, and an old T.V. A place to sleep and I not have to be so worried practically is all it is.
A couple hours later my doors blown off the hinges, literately. I don't react, I don't need too. I know who it is. Batman. Coming to slap my hand cause I screwed up. I have to say this war has really changed the way he plays around. Feel sorry for his enemies.
"So...F@#%-face, I hear your that sunuvah'bitch that killed Mr. Pattons target. Some freaking emo, punk ass, wannabe assassin who watches to much Dexter. Get the F@#% out of my town before I make you leave."
"Your not Batman. So I assume ole'Brucey sent you because I'm such a screw up huh? Well you should go back to the costume shop were you got your suit and get your money back cause you look retarded. And you can tell Bruce I don't deal with messenger boys."
"How the fuu..."
"Look I get your probably a little slow, but the doors behind you..."
"All right listen up kid. I have zero patience for tampons like you. If you'd let me talk you would realize I ain't from Batman. I'm here cause you slaughtered a man and you got away with it. Now, give me that bar and then if you come with me we can drop you off at the station and I won't cut your ugly ass face off."
I'm tired of this freak being in my house, who the hell does he think he is? I'll give him the bar. I throw it to him.
"Right now come on and we'll go.."
*BLAM BLAM BLAM*
He goes flying out the door.
"Didn't see my gun did you? Rookie mistake retard. *I pick up my crow bar* Now get your ass up like a big boy, I know you got a vest on. You wouldn't run your mouth as much if you didn't have that armor on would you ass-h@!3"
-Red Hood
Why Do We Fall?
Every time I close my eyes I hear Johns screams. I can't wait to get my new suit...His blood has stained it and every time I look at it I get sick to my stomach. Why this bothers me so badly I have no idea, I still plan on killing Joker--ever since he abandoned me in the middle of his war I've been wanting my vengeance.
My house is dark, not because I have no power but because I like it like that. I have a crappy old couch, a couple desk, and an old T.V. A place to sleep and I not have to be so worried practically is all it is.
A couple hours later my doors blown off the hinges, literately. I don't react, I don't need too. I know who it is. Batman. Coming to slap my hand cause I screwed up. I have to say this war has really changed the way he plays around. Feel sorry for his enemies.
"So...F@#%-face, I hear your that sunuvah'bitch that killed Mr. Pattons target. Some freaking emo, punk ass, wannabe assassin who watches to much Dexter. Get the F@#% out of my town before I make you leave."
"Your not Batman. So I assume ole'Brucey sent you because I'm such a screw up huh? Well you should go back to the costume shop were you got your suit and get your money back cause you look retarded. And you can tell Bruce I don't deal with messenger boys."
"How the fuu..."
"Look I get your probably a little slow, but the doors behind you..."
"All right listen up kid. I have zero patience for tampons like you. If you'd let me talk you would realize I ain't from Batman. I'm here cause you slaughtered a man and you got away with it. Now, give me that bar and then if you come with me we can drop you off at the station and I won't cut your ugly ass face off."
I'm tired of this freak being in my house, who the hell does he think he is? I'll give him the bar. I throw it to him.
"Right now come on and we'll go.."
*BLAM BLAM BLAM*
He goes flying out the door.
"Didn't see my gun did you? Rookie mistake retard. *I pick up my crow bar* Now get your ass up like a big boy, I know you got a vest on. You wouldn't run your mouth as much if you didn't have that armor on would you ass-h@!3"
-Red Hood