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WHO: Daredevil and YOU! Open to all!
WHERE: Various locations throughout the City.
WHEN: Friday night, Saturday night, & Sunday night
WARNINGS: ???
SUMMARY: Daredevil spends his weekend on patrol. You're invited! Tag yourself in, indicate time date and location when you do! :D
FORMAT: Para to start, but it is up to you!
He hadn't heard from the Punisher in awhile, and that fact alone was enough to draw Daredevil out into the night. He also had it in mind that he should be investigating the Gotham ex-pats who called the City home, trying to round up any bit of information he could on Dent and Crane. Any information was good information at this point, as he was presently sorely lacking in that department.
Of course, the evening also brought the chance for him to do what he did best. Muggers and hoodlums didn't stand a chance against the leather-clad demon who seemed to appear out of the night.
His night time activities had continued on despite the coming of winter and the gentrification of Hell's Kitchen. That neighborhood didn't necessarily need a masked vigilante lurking around on its rooftops and in its alleyways, but he still made a habit of visiting there every time he put on the mask. He'd broadened his range, taking a larger portion of the City under his protection. He would always be loyal and defend the Kitchen, but other parts of town needed him too. That's what he told himself whenever he strayed further into midtown, or whenever he made the trek across the City to visit Gemma Doyle and bring her a late night hot dog.
WHERE: Various locations throughout the City.
WHEN: Friday night, Saturday night, & Sunday night
WARNINGS: ???
SUMMARY: Daredevil spends his weekend on patrol. You're invited! Tag yourself in, indicate time date and location when you do! :D
FORMAT: Para to start, but it is up to you!
He hadn't heard from the Punisher in awhile, and that fact alone was enough to draw Daredevil out into the night. He also had it in mind that he should be investigating the Gotham ex-pats who called the City home, trying to round up any bit of information he could on Dent and Crane. Any information was good information at this point, as he was presently sorely lacking in that department.
Of course, the evening also brought the chance for him to do what he did best. Muggers and hoodlums didn't stand a chance against the leather-clad demon who seemed to appear out of the night.
His night time activities had continued on despite the coming of winter and the gentrification of Hell's Kitchen. That neighborhood didn't necessarily need a masked vigilante lurking around on its rooftops and in its alleyways, but he still made a habit of visiting there every time he put on the mask. He'd broadened his range, taking a larger portion of the City under his protection. He would always be loyal and defend the Kitchen, but other parts of town needed him too. That's what he told himself whenever he strayed further into midtown, or whenever he made the trek across the City to visit Gemma Doyle and bring her a late night hot dog.