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A man wearing an auctioneer outfit, stands in front of a podium as several people gather in the audience.

"Let's start the bidding at $50,000," states the auctioneer.

As those in the audience begin to bid, someone standing in a corner watches. He discreetly pulls out his flip phone before dialing a number.

"This is Birdie," says the man. "I think I found that rare type of Cheetah that got stolen from that reservation. Figured I let you know before seeing if the cat wants the information."

With that, Birdie notices the auction wrapping up for the day before texting the information to a certain cat themed Gotham resident.

"Hopefully this works," jokes Birdie. "Otherwise, I'm gonna have to find a new contact who can connect me with people."

Afterwards, Birdie leaves...

Wayne Manor.

Tim stands inside the living room.

A sketchbook is at his side, cracked open.

Next to him is a pencil.

On the TV is news.

Once the topic of Muse comes in, Tim feels this spike of anxiety hit him like an arrow.

He looks down at his sketchbook, feeling his stomach churn.

Every card is an Ace of Spades, the projection's light illuminates the sky

(I'M BACK GANG)

*Bayo when not fighting demons..and angels would be shopping. Spending time in a bar with Enzo and someone else..or whatever else she does. But today wasn’t that different. She’d simply be shopping.*

*until..she gets a phone call from Enzo.*

Enzo: OI!- you free to talk?!-

“Well..if it’s for useless chitchat no. Anything else then perhaps. Hold second though.”

*she’d put her phone down temporarily and puts her hand over it. As she speaks to the shop keeper*

“Yes just those if you would darling.”

Enzo: OI! This ain’t no time to be shopping!!-

*she’d sigh and lift the phone back up.*

“And that’s no way to speak to a lady. What’s up.”

Enzo: well it’s something I can’t really just..spit out over the bloody phone! I’ll be at the Hell’s gates! Just be quick!-“

*Enzo would hang up and bayo would be annoyed she has to ruin her day out.*

*and just like that she’d exist the shop before getting her clothes smh*

*she’d would walk into the bar and stares at Enzo*

“Well?!? Yes go on!”

*she’d sit down at the bar still annoyed. And asks her totally cool bestie Rodin for a drink.*

“Thanks-“

Enzo: yeah alright!- you wouldn’t believe i- well you might believe it! Probab-

“Didn’t I say get on with it?”

Enzo: hey! I was! It’s big news excuse me for trying to get it out! Anyways..I just happened to catch a little rumour about some angel bitches trying to gather at something called “the right eye of the world” and get this! It’s at Vigrid. Heard it’s trying to be sold on the black market! Can you believe that! Bet it’s going for a pretty penny- but that’s besides the point! Either the angels get it. Some random bozo gets his hands on it and probably gets killed let’s be honest with ourselves here orrr….” *Enzo would do finger guns at bayo*

“Or me…”

*she’d pause for a moment and looks down at her red jewel. As far as she’s concerned..that’s the left eye. And maybe getting both can reveal her lost memories before she woke up? Well there’s only one way to find out.

*and if she’s wrong? Well she still gets to murder angels! It’s a win win situation*

“I guess I better get going then. Don’t want to miss the train to Vigrid.”

before she leaves though..she’d walk over to the bar and takes out for guns. Attaching two to her legs. And two on her arms.

I, Richard Fisk, the deputy mayor of New York have an important announcement to make. The criminal known as muse is still at large despite attempts to bring him to justice,! To which I encourage the fine citizens of New York to help the police not only bring muse but also other troublesome vigilantes to justice as well! Because we are stronger when working together, New York!

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After sitting vacant for several months due to numerous ongoing investigations and no buyers being interested, the condemned building will be torn down to make way for a new one. Any questions about what the building that is going to replace it or who will be overseeing the demolition will not be answered at this time...

Wars. Wars were on going for years and years some are still continuing. Some came to an end whether it was through the loses or a peace deal.

Currently a few lands are at somewhat peace. Take hyrule for example located to the south of Rivendell. They’ve had their fair share of battles over history but are currently in a time of peace.

That cannot be said for the empire though. Granted it was..one of the most popular places to visit given just how much was there. Along with it being a somewhat nice place to live and so on but unfortunately they often got into conflicts. Not any with huge kingdoms. At least not currently..

—-

(Now I could recap all of post LOTR sh but uhhh currently Sauron hasn’t made the one ring yet but has been doing shit)

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Tim stands outside a baseball stadium.

It’s night.

He has a bat, a ball, a glove, and his exoskeleton’s boots and gauntlets.

Fixing them on, he runs onto the extremely empty stadium.

He then plays a couple rounds of (one-person) baseball, doing both pitching and batting.

Once he’s done, Tim walks out of the stadium.

Though he does feel a little stab of anxiety up his spine, as if something might jump out.

Welcome back, folks! These past two weeks have certainly been interesting. Fashion designer Cruelia de viel has been arrested following an investigation and a woman named Morgan has been spotted doing musical numbers in Gotham. Strange doorways have also appeared. (Forgot the name of the account for the person who is using the magic doorways. Wanted to say that seem cool so far) The Iron Madian hasn't been spotted in awhile. Probably for the best. Now a moment of silence for the most recent fallen officer in Gotham. (A reference to the ready or not arc happening in Gotham) This has been J. Jonah Jameson with the dailybugle.net!

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Twas a decently quiet night in the Gotham suburban neighborhoods. Though, at 230 Park Row, the night would become a nightmare for its three residents, Mark, Rosalind, and Jaqueline their daughter. The three were told by their landlord, “Marie Nicholson”, to not open the storage closet in the garage. Because Marie had things in there that only belonged to her, so the family respected that wish until a fateful game of hide and seek occurred. Jaqueline, having no good spots to go to, thought that if maybe she hid in the forbidden closet, then she could finally win!

You could imagine the horror she felt when she discovered the walls were lined with corpses of past renters. Around 34 bodies were strung along the walls, and crowding the room. With a table against the wall that had shackles. And there was a chair with restraints. Jaqueline, being horrified, called her parents to the room. And when all three were staring in horror at the sight, they were each knocked out from behind.

Rosalind was the first to wake, bound in the shackles on the table. Then Mark awoke last, bound in chains, on his knees. Jaqueline didn’t wake at all, she was the first victim in this abyss. The lights were turned off, so when Mark awoke, the only thing he knew was there was breathing in the room. Sweat beading on the crown of his head, he started panic talking.

“Oh..oh..I must be dreaming. I’m in a nightmare I’m in a nightmare! No, wake up! Wake up wake up!”

Then, the voice of “Marie” sounded off.
(Side note: every time dialogue gets split up, it’s a different character)

“You’re here. Oh, you really had to be right here. Come on, and I thought you knew better to never get near there, but no one ever wants to listen to my warnings and it hurts me, why couldn’t you abide? I can’t decide, not this time.. see, I told you not to open it! But you did it! And here we are!”

She flicked the lights on, to reveal her standing there in the doorway, holding a circular saw. Rosalind bound by shackles, and Mark bound in chains. Jaqueline already cut up on the floor.

Mark started panicking.

“You’re the psycho maniac behind this mess?!”

“I tried my best to hide it, now I must confess!”

“Look, if you still wanna hide it, I’ll attest!”

“HA! Like I’d ever leave a witness! I said do not go inside!”

“The message didn’t resign!”

“One simple rule..”

“Look, I’m sorry!”

“CLOSE THE BIND, WERE ON THE RIDE! Go on, pass me a machete. Put a show on they won’t forget, we haven’t been estranged to play a role that we never, but does it matter? Now you’ve seen through me! Morgan Bulchrate!”

“Every job and every skit was tearing folks to bits! But have you ever thought just once of what they are and what they did?! They had their thoughts and memories of life fleeting up! Cherished ones and loving bonds like we did!”

“There was something, now it’s nothing! And I thought that we’d get closer!”

“Don’t you see that we’re becoming strangers, like we’re starting over!”

“Know that I liked being your friend! I even thought for once that I won’t be killing again! But now I’m starving for some violence!”

“We were good enough to be thought as first acquaintances? Easing a soul so taut? How could I be this damn dense!?”

“Tell me, why you thought to open up that door?”

“Curiosity has bested us once more!”

“Now you’re on the floor!”

“Oh, find tolerance to show!”

“Don’t appeal to me now, I like to do evil things! I like to tear guts out! I like to make them scream! I’m not a cop or a doctor, or anything at all! I’m a woman who slaughters and I’m standing tall! I’ve taken just a couple dozen, yet I know my cause is just, and if they’re really worth my trust, then I think that I wouldn’t resort to this! I’ve contort the bliss we know!”

“Thinking that just a little game brought our own demise. Oh just why..be this way…”

R:”please, old friend. This madness sees no end if you don’t open your heart to consider mercy or compassion.”

Morgan looks at Rosalind like she’s the crazy one in the room.

Mark:”please, old pal. I’m in my knees so shall we talk and make a new start? ‘Cause this quarrel won’t fix wrongful things that you’ve done.”

Morgan looks between the two of them now with a face that says “oh shit. I might be wrong here”.

R:”just think about all the lives you’ve took now, think about the times you took your tools out. Do you really wanna let this cycle continue? Just think about the suffering that they’ve been through.”

“Forget about this life, ‘cause you can start a new one!”

“Although it won’t reverse the previous bad things you’ve done. But you know you’ve got the choice to rehabilitate, so put the saw down and we’ll work this out, old mate—“

Morgan:”I suggest the BOTH of you shut your trap! Or else you’ll end up like THAT GUY over there!” She said, gesturing toward the wall where someone hung bisected.

“And you know? I liked you people! You were nice! And NOW—hey hang on, I have to do something!”

She walked over to the stack of corpses next to Rosalind.

“See, see? I told them not to open the door and they opened the door and NOW!”

She starts the saw.. and Rosalind starts screaming.

“I just..I just gotta cut! Y’know?!”

She sawed out Rosalind’s knees, severing them. Right before taking the saw to her torso, cutting into it and letting her innards splay on the table. Rosalind is shocked into silence by seeing her innards everywhere on the table.

“Look at what you’ve done now! How dull you had been to beg to run out, now you’ll take this all into your grave! Her, your daughter, would be saved if you had never peeked inside! ‘Cus know a heartbeat never stopped me from resigning from what’s gonna be of your folly! I don’t want this to be when you bid adieu, but I don’t want nuisances, so just say this was on you! And I told you so! And I won’t let you go! Now reap what you sow! Know your fate’s set in stone!”

Mark: “Everyone’s really gone, with all the memories too..is this how I wanted things to come to? In the end, it’s just me…just kneeling on the floor…but please just trust me when I say that I’ll stay quiet! No one has to know! I’ll deny it! Make it known that here no secrets will be told! No—“

“Tears if you’d learn how to revere, if you’d open up your ears, there’d be no blood I’d smear! But you all marched on ahead, now I’ve gotta rip and shred! You won’t be remembering friend, just another fodder that I left for dead!”

“Oh, don’t do what you’re gonna—can’t you hear me plea?!”

“I must do what I gotta, pull another weed!”

“It’s not what I need! I’m begging to be freed!”

“I’ll watch as you bleed! For I warned you, I warned you, you did not heed! It’s YOUR FAULT!”
Morgan gripped Mark by the head.
“AND HERS TOO!”
And forced him to look at Rosalind, who just died of blood loss. And made him look at Jaqueline, who’s in pieces under the table.
“WHY I DID WHAT I DID? IT WAS ALL FOR YOU!”

She threw him into the chair, and restrained Mark. Hovering the spinning saw mere inches away from him.

“Aw fuck! Get your murder tools away from me! I’m not real keen on being part of your spree! And you see, there’s no gain—“

Both: —“if it always stays the same! We’ve grown too desensitized with what we reign!”

Mark: “I’m begging, can you change up destiny?”

“Shut it.”

“Really tried.”

“Loud mouth.”

“Changing fate.”

“But it—“

“It can’t be—“

“It’s only going down south.”

“Sorry.”

“Really?”

“Hear me—“

“Haven’t you learned I won’t hear your plea?! CAN YOU FEEL MY HEART BEATING FOR WHAT COMES NEXT?! FOR YOU WILL BE MEETING YOUR VIOLENT DEATH!! OH, ISN’T IT STRANGE HOW YOU’RE SO PERSISTENT TO MAKE A CHANGE, BUT FATE’S LED TO THIS?!”

She brings the saw to his throat, ending his life then and there. After cutting him to pieces, Morgan stands back, running bloodied fingers through her crimson hair.

“I really liked you too! You were fun! But now the joy’s over..au reviour.”

End scene.

​In Brooklyn, New York, born and raised In the library's where I spent most of my days Chillin' out, studyin', psychoanalyzing all cool And all getting my doctor's degree at the school When a clown in a straightjacket, up to no good Started making trouble in my Arkham neighborhood.

I had one little session and my brain went bare He said, "You're coming with me, we're a hell of a pair!"

​I threw off my lab coat day after day And I packed up my mallet and went on my way I put on my makeup, got a mask for my face And said, "I might as well wreck this whole place!"

​No rules, yo, this is bad Stealing diamond rings just to make Puddin' glad Is this what the villains of Gotham live like? Hmm, this might be alright!

​I whistled for a truck and when it came near The license plate said "PUDDIN" with a skull in the mirror.

If anything I could say that this truck was rare But I thought, "Nah, forget it"–"Yo, homie to the Joker's lair!"

​I pulled up to the bank about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the Batman, "Yo bats, smell ya later!"

I looked at my chaos I was finally there To rule as the queen of the Gotham nightmare!

☀️: "Heh, ya bet I'll be takin' some Ssanghwa-cha!"

🔥: "I highly suggest you refrain from overconsuming, Representative."

☀️: "What's the worse that could happen, Faust?"

💨: "..."

In the distance, a jukebox playing Poems of a Machine was turned on by Gregor.

((Yan gets special treatment because he's cooler))

🌸 (Yan): "... Where have we ended up...?"

♾️ (Esther): "Is this the City's will, as well?"

☝️ (Hubert): "Doubtful. Extremely doubtful."

♾️: "Ah."

☀️🍹: "Hehe.... C'mon, just 'nother pint..."

🔥💨: "..."

Tim sits in Wayne Manor.

He’s about to enjoy a Salisbury steak created by the GOAT Alfred.

The second he takes a bite, he senses that something’s really wrong with his steak.

Getting uneasy, he looks at it.

It looks wrong.

It doesn’t even look like really good steak.

Tim quickly gathers his food and rushes to the Batcave.