[the recording is pitch black at first, no light, no sound - it could be anywhere. The noise of motion starts up first, someone scraping something metallic across a flat surface, and then a slow, soft-pitched humming picks up, punctuated by the periodic rustle of fabric. Danse Macabre's overture is the tune, trailing away at odd intervals and then ( Read more... )

Consider this my two-weeks notice, Stark.

Private to Slade; Hackable: Cerberus stirs when naught but the moon are here to receive her.

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[ EXPLOSION NOISES ]

--Ohgod. No no no no no no no! They've broken out into the streets!

OOC | Riot Plot starts. Sleep time.

[ laughter, small and rather condescending ]

Perhaps now you'll keep in line, Gothamites.

[ a pause. He's still snickering ]

I wonder if Dr. Strange has a similar analogue in this place, as well. Hm.

Hm. Well, this may be indicative of a rather disturbing trend.

Of those recently polled here:

• More than forty-percent of heroes present in the city chose to immediately kill themselves when forced into an "impossible" situation.
• Less than Twenty-percent of heroes chose to immediately react in a violent manner to the situation in question, possibly ( Read more... )

Idiot woman

Answering this scenario was once proposed as a measure of human intelligence. It goes a thus:

• You are trapped in a perfect cube of a room.
• Its size is twelve by twelve by twelve and the walls are as just as thick.
• The room cannot be broken out of by physical, metaphysical, or magical means.
• The only thing beside yourself inside of the room ( Read more... )

A wise man once said: "History is made at night, while Character is what you are in the dark."

Alright, indecencies aside -- Scenario for a drama: two strangers and a dark alley. A city without light.

Why of course they're dead, Nygma. Or soon will be. Every common criminal in this city will be out tonight, dolled up and ready for mayhem, pulling ( Read more... )

Hm.

I think --

No, no. I believe --

No, not even then.

I say that enough is enough is too, too much. Your vanities betray you, City, and in this meaningless frivolity the truth of matters comes too soon for those with naught but blood on their hands.

How do you sleep at night, Heroes? In terror, waiting for the dawn to come, I bet How do you ( Read more... )

How many of you are aware of the hedgehog's dilemma?

Is this what this city has really come to in my absence?