❝I am Fear…. When I gazed into the abyss, the abyss looked away…. Fear is a tool, it’s my tool. The shadows hide me, and they fear what may lurk in those shadows…❞ #ᴰᶜᴿᴾ#ᴹⱽˢᴿᴾ ᴿᵀ 🖤 ᴵⁿᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵘᵃˡ ᴾᵒʳᵗʳᵃʸᵃˡ
♤ Independent portrayal of DC's JOKER, taking inspiration from several media portrayals. ♡ BISEXUAL ships with Batman, Harley, Punchline, or others with extensive build-up. ◇ Mun is 25—This app is 17+, and therefore, ANY younger will not be interacted with. ♧ #DCRP#BatmanRP#SuperheroRP
- metal rods, each one affixed to a flexible joint; the entire place was a trap, rigged to spring once the Batman entered, and he was unaware.
- magazines, they stuck to their assigned patrol routes fairly well. In the center of the warehouse, a man with a bulbous helmet sat at a table and waited. He checked his watch, then sighed. Underneath his right hand was a red detonator, and around the walls of the warehouse were a series of -
- that they didn't think someone would come for them without them knowing about it. Four of them sat at the rickety folding table with the polyester coating peeling off the top, dealing out cards to one another while others patrolled around the crowded interior. Armed with AK-103s with extended -
Batman nodded; he'd injure, but not kill. Killing wasn't his MO. Then he moved around the edge of the truck, waiting for the opportune moment. Sometimes stealth just meant a lot of waiting. Inside of the warehouse, the henchmen were playing cards on a table. There were enough of them around -
- unconscious with a fist to the side of the head. No detection yet. He looked up toward the edge of the roof to see what Spider-Man was doing.
- cape, making the material rigid, and he glided down. The angle he'd chosen protected him from view as several semi trucks had parked diagonally in front of the warehouse. He landed beside one of them and used a hook to snag a thug by the neck and yank him to the ground, where Batman knocked him -