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Metropolis, Early Sunday Morning
"Come on, Cheetah! We only have a few minutes before some other Leaguer shows up and gets that Kryptonite away from Superman," Copperhead yelled as they raced down the curved hall of the museum, carrying the crown jewels of Kaznia ( Read more... ) -
Bruce's Room at the Arms, Saturday morning
Time had not been kind to Bruce Wayne. From the day his parents were killed during a robbery right in front of his eyes, his life had gone on a dark path, with the worst of it being hidden in the shadows. He was rich, sure, but money didn't buy happiness anymore than it bought his parents' lives. And he was handsome, sure, but you put that with the ( Read more... ) -
Streets of Fandom, Wednesday night
Bruce was on a casual walk around town, not a care in the world, just letting life guide him through the night ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Call for TAs
I forgot to do this a while ago, but if anyone wants to TA for either Bruce's Community Service workshop or James's bad movie blow-off workshop, let me know! The jobs are super easy and I probably won't need to bug you to post for me or anything ( Read more... ) -
Cubs Park, Mesa, AZ, Tuesday morning
As the winds of a BDE shifted, it turned out that Bruce Wayne was not The Dark Knight. When his parents were murdered, he devoted himself to sports. And that was why he took a portal out of Fandom to report to Spring Training today along with the other position players ( Read more... ) -
Bruce Wayne's Room at the Arms, Sunday afternoon
Things were going well. Sure, Bruce's goddamned twin, Batman, the District Attorney of Fandom, shut down his caffeine supply chain and he lost a couple of his best caffeine customers to tragic accidents. But for the mere price of several orphans, Bruce opened up some new caffeine supplies. Better stuff than he had been dealing in before. And he was ( Read more... ) -
A Soup Kitchen In Baltimore, Thursday all day
Never let it be said that Bruce Wayne didn't take his responsibilities to the community seriously. Actually, no, let that be said, but only by newspapers and people he wanted to think poorly of him. But he was absolutely willing to put in so hard work here today, even in the kitchen where there would be no cameras. Sure, he hadn't volunteered at ( Read more... ) -
The Arms Hotel, Room 706, Friday morning
After giving one of the more important goodbyes - of a sort - last night, Bruce treated himself to a night on the town on the mainland. What exactly that meant, he wasn't about to say. He didn't spread rumors about his social life, after all. He just enabled the tabloid media to do so ( Read more... ) -
Bruce's room at the Arms, Friday morning
One minute, Bruce was ready to do some work. The next, he was in bed in his hotel suite. Also, the clothes he had been wearing were gone. He had no idea what was going on and, frankly, he kind of missed those 15 years he spent without this kind of insanity at the moment ( Read more... )