Another day..another serial killer..
Friday took a strange turn somewhere. It was all going so well too. Sabotaging a fairly poorly constructed haunted house in preparation for real halloween festivities. And then everything went wrong. (Though there was some teenager dressed as me which was slightly flattering to my ego) The Bat showed up. Crane got taken to Arkham. Talia shot me. Dee was tranqued. Oh and then I was rescued by a serial killer with a penchant for body art.
The escape was lovely. I dragged Dee's paralyzed body around gotham. (SOMEone should lay off the free donughts from the precinct). Found a van to steal. And wouldn't you know. Zsasz was in the van. HE WAS IN THE VAN!... How does he do that?
Some shooting at the Bat later. Uncomfortable waiting in the sewer. And what do I have to show for it? Another bullet hole. A lovely slash down my leg. Not only that but his blade was poisoned. So I spent the night behind a dumpster thinking every paper bag that blew by was Zsasz coming to collect his mark. Note to self: NEVER go drinking with Dee. I'm sure this is related. Never again.
The escape was lovely. I dragged Dee's paralyzed body around gotham. (SOMEone should lay off the free donughts from the precinct). Found a van to steal. And wouldn't you know. Zsasz was in the van. HE WAS IN THE VAN!... How does he do that?
Some shooting at the Bat later. Uncomfortable waiting in the sewer. And what do I have to show for it? Another bullet hole. A lovely slash down my leg. Not only that but his blade was poisoned. So I spent the night behind a dumpster thinking every paper bag that blew by was Zsasz coming to collect his mark. Note to self: NEVER go drinking with Dee. I'm sure this is related. Never again.