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Post by joe_destructive on Sept 26, 2006 1:04:41 GMT -5
Hey guys! Long time since I chatted on here! 8 months or so! Anyways, I loved typing up all sorts of stories on here... A good way to express myself. Anyways, just saying hi, I might start typing some more... I have some new ideas...
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Post by ??The Riddler?? on Sept 26, 2006 12:08:57 GMT -5
Hey guys! Long time since I chatted on here! 8 months or so! Anyways, I loved typing up all sorts of stories on here... A good way to express myself. Anyways, just saying hi, I might start typing some more... I have some new ideas... [shadow=green,left,300] Hey, there's one of my favorite story writer's! Welcome back Joe-Destructive, long time no see. Yep it's me 1riddler52105, I have changed a bit over eight months. Can't wait to see you doing more stories! Especially Riddler ones lol. [/shadow]
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Post by The Dark Knight on Sept 26, 2006 15:13:55 GMT -5
Ahh I didnt see your post here, welcome back agian Joe! (I posted on a different thread) Glad to see the computer's up and running and I can't WAIT to see more of your amazing stories!
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Post by joe_destructive on Sept 26, 2006 18:20:57 GMT -5
Thanks guys! I've got some coming soon!
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Post by joe_destructive on Sept 26, 2006 22:09:41 GMT -5
Alright guys! My first story in eight months... Tell me what ya think! It is long. Long... Set-up: Batman has established himself in Gotham, and is currently working to rid the streets of the different gangs. He is 23-25. One of the gangs, the Red Hoods, hires an assassin to take out any competition, such as the Cobblepot Crew.
Issue One: Gangs in Gotham
This issue begins with two gangs, the Red Hoods, and Thorne Mob, making plans to wipe out the competition gangs in a large warehouse. Their plans are not specified before a spinning disc soars above their heads, letting off a blinding flash that EMP’s the lights. As the two gang leaders flick open their lighters, one of them is decked out by a gloved fist, and the other makes a blind run for the warehouse door. Inside, two beams of light flash on, and they are revealed to be flashlights custom made as lenses, beaming down from the mystery assailant’s eyes. Before the mob boss of the Thorne Mob can order an all-out shoot-out, he is silenced by knuckles to the jaw. The lens-lights disappear as the rest of the two gangs shuffle about cautiously. One of them is pulled up violently and hung upside down, while two others have their heads clocked together. It is then that the other gang-members make a break for the door. Only half a dozen make it out, all members of the Red Hoods, and they follow their leader away from the warehouse as the others are all gassed at the door. The leader of the Thorne Mob cowers in the corner and tries to crawl out the back door, but the figure in black grabs him by the collar and lifts him high enough that his feet are no longer touching the ground.
Thorne Mob leader:: What the- what ARE you!? Batman:: I am your fear in the dark, I am the shadow that will stop the crime! I am Batman.
Batman raises the leader up enough to clock his head on the doorframe, knocking him out cold. Batman steps out of the warehouse, revealing his costume, and pulls a small bat-shaped chip from his belt. He flicks a switch on the back of it, and sticks it to the wall of the warehouse before casting a line from his grappling hook, and taking off into the shadows. The chip begins beeping red, and a radio-wave is sent out to the police department, sending a recorded message to the station, complete with a tracking system for the police to follow. As an obese detective shows up, he opens the warehouse door and finds the two sets of gang members, tied up in a net, suspended from one of the light fixtures. Two officers show up behind him and stare up in amazement at the net of criminals.
Detective Bullock:: It was him again. Officer #1:: What should we do? Detective Bullock:: Read ‘em their rights and send ‘em to Blackgate. Officer #2:: Yes sir. ------------------ A sleek black car speeds down the streets of Gotham, screeching into an abandoned subway system route, where it lands on the tracks and with the flick of a button, disappears beneath the unused tracks. Underground, it blazes along a paved path until it ends up in a large cave. Waiting, an elderly butler stands with a tray in hand. The black car pulls up next to him, and Batman steps out.
Alfred:: Good evening, sir. I trust you had an eventful night?
Batman pulls back his cowl to reveal the young face of Bruce Wayne.
Bruce:: Managed to take down two gangs before trouble started brewing. Alfred:: Who, might I ask, is out of the game? Bruce:: The Thorne Mob, and the Red Hoods. Alfred:: Good job, sir, that just leaves the Cobblepot Crew. Bruce:: Yeah, I’ve been working on that one for a while now. It’s been the most difficult to get rid of! The Red Hoods and the Thorne Mob were doubling up just to match it! Alfred:: Well, I’m sure by now they’ve gotten the idea of a dark vigilante out to get them, lurking in the shadows. That ought to be favourable for you… Bruce:: We’ll see. What’s with the midnight snack? Alfred:: Oh, well, I figured you must have worked up an appetite, so I made you a midnight sandwich. Oh, that reminds me, the Gordon’s wanted to know if you were free for dinner tomorrow. Bruce:: Tomorrow? I have to work on taking down the Cobblepot Crew still. Alfred:: Bruce Wayne mustn’t continue to snub his friends, sir, if he wishes to remain undetected as Batman. Bruce:: I’ll see what I can do… ------------------ In a darkened office, the next night, a man in the shadows leans back in his easy chair and looks out at the view of midnight Gotham, and a slow-burning ember from a cigarette becomes visible as the man sighs. He hesitates for a while with his hand hovering over his cell phone on his desk, and after a few seconds, he grabs it and auto-dials someone.
(On the phone) Red Hoods leader:: I’m gonna call ‘im. Red Hoods member:: You sure boss? He could be more trouble than he’s worth! Red Hoods leader:: Listen, Johnny, you’re my right-hand man, and I value your advice, but we NEED this guy to help us keep Gotham in our grip! Red Hoods member (Johnny):: He just seems too… unstable. Red Hoods leader:: Well, he’s fine in my books. Inform the rest of the Hoods. (Hangs up)
Hanging up the phone, the Red Hoods leader then dials a second number, and waits for an answer.
(On the phone) Red Hoods leader:: Hello? Hit Man:: So, you want the hit, or not? Red Hoods leader:: Yeah, yeah I want it. Take him down. Without him, the gang will crumble. Hit Man:: Alrighty. You know the fee though. Red Hoods leader:: Yeah, yeah, after the hit. Hit Man:: Got it. Heh. (Hangs up) ------------------ A crowd slowly forms in a dark field outside of Gotham, just outside of an aging dilapidated mansion. The crowd then proceeds through the doors and down into the basement… right into a large, tunnel, lined with cages of birds, as well as several statues of birds. As they all stand in the echoing drawl of bird chirpings, they all turn to watch a man in the shadows, moodily sitting in the seat of a large machine. The man has a large, pointed nose, and pale white skin with long black hair. He is relatively skinny, and his hands are cupped over the handle of an umbrella.
Penguin:: My flock! We should be rejoicing tonight. We should be celebrating, we should be. But we can’t! NOT until the last competitive gang is WIPED OUT OF GOTHAM! Word has already reached me, informing me that the Thorne Mob and the Red Hoods already tried to team up against us!” Cobblepot Crew member:: But boss, we coulda taken them down easily! Penguin:: Coulda! Shoulda! Woulda! But DIDN’T! Someone beat us to the punch, and now the Thorne’s are DOWN. As for the Red Hoods, they’re still up and flappin’, and to add to the mix, we got ourselves some new PUNK busting up our gangs! We are going to TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS! TONIGHT! We are going to march DOWN to the Ace Chemicals plant, and we are gonna FINISH OFF the Red Hood leader MARCUS, and whatever cronies he has with him! Cobblepot Crew:: YAH! (Cheers, whistles, etc.) Penguin:: We are gonna CLIP THEIR WINGS! Cobblepot Crew:: (Cheering continues) Penguin:: Tonight, my loyal flock, will be THE MARCH of the PENGUINS! ------------------ Back in the Red Hood leader’s office…
(Answers ringing cell phone) Red Hoods leader (Marcus):: Hello? Cobblepot Crew member:: They’re coming. Better arm up now, the so-called “March of the Penguins” is in action. Marcus:: Got it covered. You’ll be grateful for switchin’ sides. (Hangs up) (On intercom) Marcus:: Harlene! Harlene:: What can I do you for, Mr Hodges? Marcus Hodges:: Send him in. Harlene:: Right away sir.
The door to the office opens, shedding light on the room from outside. The silhouette of the hit man enters.
Hit Man:: Why’s it so dark in here? Marcus:: I have one heck of a headache. Hit Man:: So…
The hit man steps up to the desk and flicks on a lamp revealing his face. His mouth is in a sneer, with a small Ace of Spades card tucked in the brim of his hat.
Hit Man:: We good for business?
Well! That WAS long! Sorry for that! Please comment!
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Post by Dark Nightwing on Sept 26, 2006 22:25:12 GMT -5
It wasn't that long joe. So far, there is a lot of foreshadowing. I look forward to reading the rest. I assume that this is your own private comic book type thing your working on? So far so good.
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Post by joe_destructive on Sept 27, 2006 18:41:33 GMT -5
Well, not really a comic thing, no... Haven't really done anything with it yet except type it up, and yeah, lots of foreshadowing, of course. I'll type up some more soon!
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Post by Blackgate on Sept 27, 2006 21:43:18 GMT -5
This is really good! you're very good at story writing! ill be waiting for the next installment!
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Post by joe_destructive on Sept 30, 2006 5:54:25 GMT -5
Issue Two: The Cobblepot Crane
This issue begins with a two gang members, tied back-to-back, upside down, swinging like a pendulum. Batman is revealed to be crouching on a ledge of a window, high above the streets, with the gang members level with him as he continues to push them outwards.
Batman: What’s going down tonight!? Gang member #1: We don’t know anything! Please, just let us go! Batman: There are two ways your getting down from here, punk! One, you tell me what I need to hear, and I let the police find you within the next five minutes. Or two, you get to keep your secrets, and I get to cut this rope. Then you’ll DROP thirteen stories down, where you can only hope your boss will be to reward you for keeping your mouths shut. Then, if your still alive, you’ll HAVE to keep your mouths shut- WIRED shut, with at least a broken jaw each. Now answer me! What’s going down tonight!? Gang member #2: Okay! I’ll tell! Nothing’s happenin’ till about 2 tonight! Cobblepot’s got some crazy thing goin’ against the Red Hoods, and he wants them taken care of by tonight! Gang member #1: Shut up, you idiot! PENGUIN is gonna peck out your EYES when he finds out about this! Batman: What’s his plan? Gang Member #2: He’s gonna-
The first gang member of the Cobblepot Crew then grabs a pocket knife from his sleeve, cutting the rope and sending the two of them plummeting. Batman manages to shoot two grappling hooks down, both whipping around the gang members’ legs before pulling tight, clocking the two members’ heads together, one story above the pavement. The two of them are then slowly lowered to the ground, unconscious, and left for the police to find after Batman leaves another radio-wave chip for the police to track down as Batman disappears to the rooftop. ------------------ In the batmobile, Batman phones home to Alfred with his built-in intercom.
(On intercom) Batman: Alfred, you there? Alfred: Right here, master Bruce. Batman: I didn’t get much info out of Cobblepot’s boys, just that he’s up to something against the Red Hoods. Tonight. At 2. Alfred: 2 in the morning? Oh dear, a bit late for my taste. Well, to be more specific, a bit EARLY for my taste. What are you going to do about him? Batman: I’m gonna intervene. Hopefully, I’ll be able to take down both gangs. Alfred: I seem to recall you already taking down the Red Hoods last night. I also recall you saying that you’d stay for dinner- Batman: With the Gordons! Oh, I completely forgot! I was just patrolling, and I came across those two Cobblepot goons, lurking downtown in the Red Hoods’ territory, marking it with the Cobblepot markings. Are they- Alfred: I convinced them that you were upstairs sick with the flu. They understood, of course, but I can’t imagine them in much of a happy mood after driving out to the edge of Gotham, just to be snubbed. Batman: Thanks Alfred. What would I do without you? Alfred: Oh, I’m sure we won’t have to think about that for a while. I hope, at least. ------------------ In the tunnels below Cobblepot Manor, Penguin’s gang readies themselves as begin their journey through the tunnels below the subway routes of Gotham.
Penguin: The time is upon us, to tear apart the Red Hoods’ nest, and claim this perch of Gotham for OUR OWN! And tonight, we will do so, with one of my favourite birds… the crane.
Several lights in the tunnel brighten to reveal Penguin, in his seat, in a large white machine. The body of it is shaped like a sitting bird, with a wing as a door, lifted to reveal Penguin sitting in front of a board of knobs and levers, each in the shape of umbrella handles. Extending from the front of the body is a long, metal neck, lowered to fit in the low-roofed tunnel. The last light blinks on to reveal a bird-shaped head, with a hooked metal beak, firmly connected to the neck.
Penguin: Let’s FLY!
The entire gang, with Cobblepot at the lead with his crane, begin the journey through the underground tunnels. The gang cheers as birds of all sorts flap their wings and speed through the tunnels with them, some taking the lead and heading for the chemical plant. ------------------ 2:08 am at Ace Chemicals. An eerie light reflects off of the surface of the ocean, and the moon spills light through the windows of the chemical plant. Several figures shift through the shadows along the platforms, high above the mixing vats of red chemicals below. A sudden rumbling is heard and felt throughout the factory, and Marcus Hodges alerts his men to take their positions. A large beak spears through the floor, quickly followed by the metal head and neck of Penguin’s crane. As the whole neck stands straight upwards, a whirring noise is heard, and the body of the machine is raised on a metal platform, and Penguin reveals himself at the controls. Birds spill upwards into the factory through the hole in the floor as Penguin’s gang scrambles out after them.
Marcus Hodges: Get him! Shoot him DOWN! Penguin: Not so fast, Hodgy-Podgy, I’m not done with my grand entrance!
With a flick of a switch, the head of the crane drops from the neck, and its hooked beak smashes into the floor. The head is now hanging from the neck by a thick chain.
Penguin: Get’em, boys!
Penguin’s gang opens fire up at the platforms with their umbrella uzi’s, while Hodges men hide behind the machinery and shoot down, aiming blindly for Penguin as he pulls back another lever. The entire arm of the crane pivots, swinging the crane head with it, crashing violently into one of the vats, sending the steaming chemicals spouting through the cracks. Marcus runs to his office in an attempt to escape the destruction, while Penguin manages to clear out a wall with his crane, sending bits of debris into the ocean below.
Harlene: Ahhh! Mr Hodges, what’s happening!? Marcus Hodges: Just sit tight, Harlene! We’re under attack! Harlene: Under attack!? Ahhh!
Marcus’ secretary is suddenly silenced by a bullet as one of Penguin’s gang members kicks open the office door. He shoots at Marcus, who ducks out of the way in time. Harlene is hit in the shoulder, and falls backwards, out of the large floor-to-ceiling-sized window, into the raging waters. Before the gang member can shoot again, he is tackled away by one of the Red Hoods, and Marcus rushes to slam the door shut again as the war continues outside. Marcus runs over to his closet, where he grabs a large belt of hand grenades. Running out of his office, he is quickly knocked off his feat by a gloved fist to the face. Batman leaves his near-unconscious body at the office door as he rushes to begin punching out more of the gang members on the platforms.
Penguin: Quickly! It’s the bat-freak! Shoot- Marcus: Him- Both: DOWN!
Up in one of the higher platforms, above the rest of Hodge’s goons, the hit man takes aim with his rifle, and its target is aimed right at Penguin’s head below.
Hit Man: The war is on.
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Post by ??Gothic Riddler?? on Oct 3, 2006 4:11:06 GMT -5
THE BATMAN: Guess who? "The Riddler is safely locked away in Arkham Asylum. The Police how ever are stunned when a new series of riddle robberies take place. The Batman soon learns the perpitraitor to be a female Riddler fanatic on a quest to finish what Riddler started. Batman must turn to the true Riddler for clues inside his followers mind before it is to late and perhaps the prince of puzzlers is not so innocent either." THIS STORY IS COMMING SOON- think of it as Batman's version of silence of the lambs but simply replace Lector with Riddler and Clarice with Batman lol
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Post by The Dark Knight on Oct 3, 2006 6:28:26 GMT -5
Sounds awesome Perfect joker! I know Katherine will be happy Glad to see lots of new stories posted up! I'll post comment on both (joe and DN) later
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Post by ??The Riddler?? on Oct 3, 2006 7:41:36 GMT -5
THE BATMAN: Guess who? "The Riddler is safely locked away in Arkham Asylum. The Police how ever are stunned when a new series of riddle robberies take place. The Batman soon learns the perpitraitor to be a female Riddler fanatic on a quest to finish what Riddler started. Batman must turn to the true Riddler for clues inside his followers mind before it is to late and perhaps the prince of puzzlers is not so innocent either." THIS STORY IS COMMING SOON- think of it as Batman's version of silence of the lambs but simply replace Lector with Riddler and Clarice with Batman lol [shadow=green,left,300] Thank You! I can't wait I love Riddler sories and this one is going to be a must read. I wonder who the fanatic is ;D [/shadow]
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Post by Dark Nightwing on Oct 7, 2006 20:59:39 GMT -5
"Swim Team" At the podium stands Mayor Grange. Flashes sporadically appear as the newspapers are taking pictures. Channel 4, 8, 15, and 16 all have their microphones on the podium. Grange begins his speech. "My fellow Americans," says Grange "it is my great privilege to announce that Gotham City will be hosting the Olympic games this year. After the unfortunate earthquake that destroyed Coast City, we were all devastated. I am not here to play the blame game of who's fault it was that citizens were not evacuated. But after this tragedy, we must pull strength. We are representing our nation so lets show everyone how good a host we can be." The speech is being watched on the TV at Wayne Manor. It would seem that the Batman will have much work to do in a years time," says Alfred. "Of all the cities in the world, why did it have to come to mine?" says Bruce. "You had better be heading off master Bruce. You are meeting Mr. Queen today at the gym."Meanwhile, the scene of blackgate prison is grim. The cells are overloaded. The supplies are all damaged. The convicts start riots at a moments notice. The only calm figure is that of Killer Croc. In the dilapidated gym, he is dead-lifting thousands of pounds. All of the exercise equipment is in shambles. Croc puts down the relic of a forgotten time. A guard walks in. "Waylon Jones?" says the guard. "Who's askin'?" says Croc. "I have a warrant for your release," says the guard. "The prison is getting desperate, isn't it? Batman maybe putting all of these guys away, but he ain't doin' nothin' to help us. This place wasn' built to hold this many people.""Come along now." Croc follows. "It's just as well. There isn' even a pool here."Bruce has just arrived at the gym. On the treadmill is Oliver Queen. His blond hair extends down at the tip of the bottom of his ears. His goatee protrudes, but in a clean kept style. He is dressed in a dark green workout clothes. Bruce occupies the treadmill beside Ollie's. "Bruce my good friend, how is business?" asks Queen. "Much better since I made that deal with your company. Business is sky rocketing." says Bruce. "You haven't become one of those greedy corporations, have you?" "Never Ollie.""That is why I like you Bruce. You always have the best interest of the people in mind... Can you believe this bit about the Olympics? I'm glad they didn't choose Star City. I would be losing my mind right now." Bruce just looks off into the distance. Shouts shriek in the distance. Bruce jumps off the treadmill to investigate. In the overlook to the swimming pool is Killer Croc. Bruce tells Queen that he has an emergency at work. Croc swims happily, making incredible speed in the laps. The bottom of the pool contains a secret doorway. Croc notices Batman emerging from the doorway and tries to keep him under before he has a chance at air. Batman is running out of air. He grabs a hold of Croc around the waist and pulls out his grapple gun. Before Croc knows what is going on, they are soaring through the air and are dangling at the top of the rafters. Fifty feet in the air, Croc and Batman are hanging by a tiny cable. "Want to tell me what you are doing here Croc?" says Batman. "Yeah, jus' put me DOWN!" says Croc. Batman lowers them onto a platform. "I'm training Batman. I jus' trying to make the Olympic swim team.""This isn't a game Croc!""The name is Jones. I haven' done nothin' wrong. I've done been parolled. I jus' want to bring home the gold.""You expect me to believe you?""I jus' wanted a gym membership. I can' train if I don' have anywhere to swim. Those people took one look at me and started to freak. I couldn' train in prison."Why?""You done maxed out the joint. I don' want to steal anymore. My whole family lived in Coast City. They're all gone now thanks to that president not evacuating. I owe it to them to win my country a gold medal.""I am sorry for your loss. I wish you the best of luck."Bruce returns to the treadmills. It appears that Queen has left. "Bruce!" says Queen. "I thought you would have left by now." says Bruce. "No, I just decided to move to the stair master. Anyway, all of this talk about the Olympics, I was thinking maybe we should join." "I don't think that is such a good idea.""You got to have some competition in your life. That is why I like archery so much. There is a lot of competition." "You feel free to, but I don't have the time to devote to it. What competition are you going to try?""I haven't decided yet. There are tryouts being held tomorrow." "Coincidence?""Come on Bruce, why do you think I came to Gotham? Tryouts were being held here long before they announced the main show will be here." "I'll be there for moral support." "Thanks Bruce." Alfred walks down to the Batcave to see Batman typing vigorously on the computer. "Working late, master Bruce?" says Alfred. "I need to find out all the information on Waylon Jones," says Bruce. "Killer Croc?""He is going by his real name now. I don't know what to think.""You aren't going to trust him, are you?""I don't know. I'm cautious about the situation. Maybe he has changed. I need to give him a chance otherwise my work is in vain.""What makes you believe he can be trusted?""He says that he lost his family that lived in the Coast City earthquake. I know first hand how much losing a loved one can change someone." The Gotham's Olympic field is dazzling. The perimeter is lined with thousands o seats, all at an upward angle so that everyone may see the events. In the center there is another perimeter that is the track field. On the inside is the pole vault, the javelin throw, the long jump, and two swimming pools, one with a three story diving board while the other is lined with numerous laps. Bruce takes his seat at the very front. Hundreds of would-be Olympians were already practicing there particular specialty while many others were preparing to by doing some stretches. At the entrance to the field, Queen is waiting in line. Commotion starts at the front of the line. "What do you mean I can' tryout?" says a large figure at the front. "The requirements state that no convicts are allowed to participate," says the referee. "But I'm the best this country's got. I read those rules and they didn' say nothin' bout that. I think you don' want me to compete cause the way I look.""That isn't the reason. Other countries would not consider it fair The way you have webbed hands and feet would likely start an uproar." "I can' help the way I am.""Perhaps so, but your tail in particular makes for an unfair advantage." Croc lifts the registration table over his head and hurls it into the parking lot. A car alarm is heard way off in the distance. Croc picks up the referee with his tail and dashes into the stadium. Queen notices the commotion and chases after Croc and the ref. Once Croc passes the track, Bruce races to the exit. Queen is catching up to Croc. Croc flings the ref into the diving pool while doing a cannonball into the other pool. Queen picks up the pole to the pole vault and runs to the side of the pool. Once Croc gets halfway through his lap, Queen uses the Croc's head as the ground for his pole. He simultaneously knocks Croc unconscious and pole vaults across the entire lined pool to dive into the diving pool. He comes back up with the referee. After getting to dry land, Queen is trying to revive the ref. Croc exits the pool still in a daze. Batman arrives. "What happened Croc? You said you changed," says Batman. "They wouldn' let me join," says Croc. "So you threw it all away?""I didn' want to. It ain' easy bein' green."You're going back to Blackgate."Croc backs up to the long jump and uses his tail to fling sand into Batman's eyes. Croc runs out the stadium while Batman rubs his eyes. Stay tuned for the conclusion. Any feedback would be appreciated.
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Post by joe_destructive on Oct 9, 2006 5:02:48 GMT -5
Well, I'm going to summarize the next few episodes, finishing off two of the story arcs. Please, tell me what you think. I'm quite fond of my second arc, called Q&A.
Story One: The Birds and the Bats Issue 1: Gangs in Gotham Penguin’s gang prepares to take down the Red Hood’s. Meanwhile, the Red Hood’s leader has hired a hit man to take down Penguin. Batman manages to get himself mixed up in another Gang War in Gotham. Issue 2: The Cobblepot Crane Penguin and his gang invade the Ace Chemical plant, the base of operations for the Red Hood’s. Using a giant crane, Penguin begins his attack on the opposing gang, while Batman jumps in as bullets fly. Issue 3: Ace in the Hole While targeting Penguin, the hired hit man is taken down by Batman. Penguin reveals his secret weapon, a time bomb hidden in his umbrella. Setting the timer, he and his gang attempt to burrow back underground with the now headless crane, but as they do, the hit man is blasted away, falling into the chemicals and causing the plant to go into lockdown. Chemicals flood the tunnels below, as Penguin and his gang make their escape by sky. The chemicals ignite in flames and begin burning the plant down. The hit man's burnt body is washed away as Batman manages to save everyonr else. Issue 4: Sky High to Rock Bottom Penguin lands and begins battling with Batman, barely putting up a fight against him. Soon enough, however, two of Penguin’s henchmen, as well as two henchwomen, arrive, with masks, and begin fighting Batman. Penguin unleashes another one of his trick umbrellas, and nearly saws Batman in half before Batman presses an EMP charge, shorting the circular-saw umbrella out. He uses it as a boomerang, threaded with his own batarang, to capture Penguin and his four thugs.
Story Two: Q&A Issue 5: Election Time It’s election time in Gotham, only weeks after Penguin’s arrest, and two candidates get ready for election night. Armand Kral, the district DA, and Harvey Dent, a well-known lawyer, are the two candidates. As the two make speeches at a gathering, a shadowy figure watches them from above on the roofs. The two candidates are suddenly kidnapped after an explosion on stage, and Commissioner Grange sets her detectives on the case right away, as Batman begins his own search for evidence. Issue 6: Caught in Conundrums The two would-be-mayors, Kral and Dent, wake up in two prison cells, across from each other in a hallway. They soon discover that they have been given questions, to which they must answer in order to get one step closer to escaping their cells. Batman finds an abandoned warehouse, where the evidence has lead him, and as he finds a hallway, lined with make-shift prison cells, he finds two mannequins, in either cell, tied to the bars by barbed wire, and designed to look realistic. As one of the heads move, Batman discovers a camera set up in one of the eyes, and a large screen turns on, taking up the entire back wall of one of the cells. Batman meets his hooded adversary, who poses him with a question, just as the warehouse explodes. Issue 7: Kral’s Crisis As Batman crawls to his feet, revealed to have pulled himself through the skylight seconds before the warehouse exploded, and rushes to his batmobile, heading straight for the bat cave. Meanwhile, Kral and Dent are faced with riddle after riddle, and every time they answer, they find that they are able to make it one step closer to the bars of the cells. Every time they answer incorrectly, they are banished one step back. If they are forced to touch the wall again, they will be fatally electrocuted. Once Kral makes it to the bars, remote-controlled strands of barbed wire weave quickly through the bars, wrapping around his arms and pulling them tight. It is then that Riddler, the one who kidnapped the two, steps out into the hallway, still hooded, and personally asks Kral why he was corrupt, pulling the strings needed to make it as the DA. If he wants to escape, he’ll have to pull the strings once again, in the form of barbed wire. Issue 8: Dent’s Dilemna As Batman crawls to his feet, revealed to have pulled himself through the skylight seconds before the warehouse exploded, and rushes to his batmobile, heading straight for the bat cave. Meanwhile, Kral and Dent are faced with riddle after riddle, and every time they answer, they find that they are able to make it one step closer to the bars of the cells. Every time they answer incorrectly, they are banished one step back. If they are forced to touch the wall again, they will be fatally electrocuted. Once Dent makes it to the bars, a wire on his back snaps, and the sleeves of his jacket wrap tightly around his body, and a large thick rope is dropped around his neck, connected to the wall behind him. Riddler asks him why he sentenced Penguin to Arkham instead of Blackgate, apparently to keep his winning streak. Now, if he wants to escape his cell, he’ll have to “fight through insanity of Arkham to avoid the death penalty of Blackgate”, in a sense that he’ll have to escape the noose pulling him towards the electrified wall while wearing the straight jacket. Issue 9: Riddler Revealed As the two victims are entangled in their own deadly traps, Batman busts through the skylight, this time jumping into the warehouse instead of out, landing between the two cells. Riddler, still hooded and disguised, informs Batman that if he interferes with either of the traps, Riddler’s puppet bomb will explode and kill both the hostages. In a flash, Batman kicks the puppet, landing it in Riddler’s arms, just as he slices the noose in Dent’s cell. Riddler drops the puppet as it explodes, blasting him backwards- right into another cell lining the hallway. He quickly answers all the riddles pre-recorded (for Commisionar Grange), but becomes ensnared as he reaches the bars, where a helmet drops onto his head. The helmet is set to compress his head bit by bit until he answers what Batman’s true identity is, which he figures Grange must know. Since he is in the helmet, he quickly uses his cane to disarm the gears, at the cost of letting Batman save Kral and Dent. Batman and Riddler, now undisguised in his hood, show off against each other in the hallway, resulting in Riddler’s escape, as Batman chases Riddler through the hall, through large swinging question marks, meant to slice and cut. Riddler leaps out the window of his layer, toppling down into the raging cliffs below. But as Batman rushes down to the rocks, he discovers a note from Riddler, posing yet another riddle, asking him why Riddler would pull off such a sadistic scheme, providing a clue stating that it’s the same reason Batman prowls the streets: To help Gotham City by weeding out the evil and the unworthy. Riddler assures Batman that they will cross paths again, and to get ready for the big question.
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Post by The Dark Knight on Oct 9, 2006 15:35:46 GMT -5
Sounds good Joe Although they so soom much more deadly than TB has ever been I havent read any stories so I'll be sure to comment soon Dark Nightwing and Joe
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Post by ??The Riddler?? on Oct 9, 2006 15:53:32 GMT -5
[shadow=green,left,300] Oh yeah, bring on The Riddler Thanks Joe, I will have to read these stories. [/shadow]
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Post by Dark Nightwing on Oct 14, 2006 14:25:28 GMT -5
I will finish my story hopefully Monday or Tuesday. I've been trying to come up with a really fantastic ending, but have not thought of anything thus far.
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Post by Hush Riddler on Feb 13, 2007 23:27:23 GMT -5
This has been on hold for a long, long, LONG time. And I realize member’s creativity has been dead for a while. But I can’t just finish the story with two possible deaths. Be aware that this second part that I promised is a lot darker. For those of you who have forgotten about my previous story, Misty Ree, Riddler’s old girlfriend with whom he had a previous violent break-up with, comes back into town and they rekindle some old flames. Joker later kills her, and Riddler in his blind rage supposedly kills Joker by shoving his cane through his chest. Both Riddler and Joker fall of the oil brig they were fighting on into the sea and that’s the last we see of them. This story picks up a few weeks after Joker/Riddler’s “death.”
All of the member’s of Batman’s rogue gallery are present inside the “Hee-Haw-Larious” Comedy Club, which is run down and was made into Joker’s base of operations. An inflatable toy clown has been dressed in Joker’s best suit. The sound of sobbing is heard, loudly and obnoxiously from Harley Quinn as she puts a “Kick me” post-it in the front pocket of the suit. Gathered members are Penguin, garbed in an all-black suit, Two Face, restlessly flipping his coin as usual, Killer Croc, Mr. Freeze, Mad Hatter, Scarecrow, and of course Harley Quinn, who is being comforted by Poison Ivy. Penguin is delivering the eulogy.
Penguin: …And so we remember this proud figure-head, who always found a way to laugh at everything, the good and the bad. We remember him as the man who led our main crusade against the confounded Dark Knight’s fight for justice. His business of crime will be broken apart, and his fortune of wealth from his years of unique crime will be divided amongst us all as his sole inheritor sees fit, Miss Harley Quinn. (Harley lets out a large wail. Each villain passes by with something to say.) Good bye, old comrade.
Croc: See ya.
Two Face: (He flips his coin. Bad heads.) Good riddance, drama queen.
Mad Hatter: The air of comedy you carried with you will be sorely missed, old chap.
Scarecrow: Blessings.
Poison Ivy: At least Harley won’t have to put up with anymore of your crap.
Harley: AWWWWAAAAH! CRAP OR NO CRAP!!! AAAHHH!!! (Flings herself onto the coffin, sobbing uncontrollably.) I loved him!!! (She tones down a bit, rubbing her eyes, and then, surprisingly, wipes off her make up and takes off her cap.) No. No more… No more love… no more crime… just me… alone. (She walks out, still sobbing. Nobody really makes an effort to go after her.)
A few days later, Bruce is in the Batcave investigating files. Nightwing comes up behind him.
Nightwing: So, you think he’s really gone for good?
Bruce: Joker? I’ve always said he’ll be back but this time, he wasn’t faking his death… You and I both saw what Riddler did to him… Right through the chest…
Nightwing: So that’s a no?
Bruce: ……
Nightwing: What about Riddler?
Bruce: Hopefully in his great despair over the lose of that Misty Ree character he’s given up crime. I highly doubt that Riddler is dead. Then again… he’s not as dramatic as the Joker to fake his own death.
Nightwing: I’ll go out to search for clues of his return.
Bruce: I don’t think you’ll find anything yet… But do me a favor. Check on Harley. She’s obviously despairing over the lose of her… of the Joker.
Nightwing: That’s gross but… will do.
We see Harley out of costume in a t-shirt and jeans, curled up in a ball, surrounded by tissues and clutching a grinning picture of the Joker.
Harley: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! WHYYYY??? STUPID STUPID RIDDLER! STUIPID EDWARD NIGMA! STUPID! WHY???
An envelope slides in from under the door.
Harley: W-wha-whats this…? (She opens it and takes out the card inside. When she opens the card a jet of green gas sprays her in the face and knocks her out.) Oooogh…
Nightwing flies in and finds nothing short of a blank card, a picture of the Joker and tissues everywhere.
Nightwing: I guess she just got over it and left. (He then realizes there is a giant “?” on the floor in the dust.) Huh? (He takes a photo and then runs back to the Batcave.)
Batman, however, has left the cave. He has caught sight of the Batsignal in the sky and has rushed off to the roof of the police headquarters. However, he finds no Commissioner Gordon, but a shady figure with a beard, a hat, sunglasses and an overcoat on.
Batman: Who are you?
Man: That is none of your concern. I hear you have recently lost track with your old acquaintance, the Joker.
Batman: What’s it to you.
Man: I am willing to help in the best way I can. My name is Jeril Klok. I have some information regarding the events of the Joker’s possible death.
Batman: Possible? If you don’t know he’s dead how can you possibly help me.
Man: Joker has help. Lots of it. But he only lets certain individuals in on it.
Batman: Such as?
Man: Two Face. You might remember him as Harvey Dent. Check with him first. He had strong connections to Joker. Strong connections. But Two Face never trusted Joker.
Batman: Thanks for the help… anything else? (He turns to face Jeril Klok, but he is no longer there.) …Hm.
Batman travels to the Wild Deuce nightclub, Two Face’s current hideout. The casino is being operated by Two Face, so it is full of his goons. Batman enters and they all stop gambling or playing cards and whip out some machine guns and rapidly firing at him. Batman blocks by knocking over a craps table and hiding behind it. He throws a smoke bomb out and runs into one of the back rooms to find Tony Zucco, Two Face, Alberto Falcone and Penguin playing poker. Two Face looks up in disgust as everyone pulls out a gun.
Batman: Two Face. Where’s Joker.
Two Face: How should I know? I hated that son of a—
Batman: I don’t care. Word on the street is that you might have an idea as to where he is.
Two Face: Sleeping with the fishes as far as I know…
Batman: (Rounds on the Penguin, picking him up with one hand by his collar.) You. You operate with the Joker all the time. Where is he.
Penguin: I wouldn’t have the slightest idea, Batman. If anyone would know, it would be his girl, Miss Quinn.
Batman: She’s disappeared. I think you know where they both are. TALK!
Penguin: I really don’t know, Batman! The only person who might know where they are is Edward, the Riddler! And he’s probably dead too!
Batman: Both Joker and Riddler have disappeared, with Harley. Fine. You obviously both don’t know anything. But I’ll be watching both of you. (He turns and leaves.)
Back at the Batcave
Batman: Nightwing, I want you to keep an eye on Two Face. He’s hiding something.
Nightwing: (At the Batcomputer) I don’t think so, you’d have better luck with Penguin. Two Face has never operated with Joker, however he has pulled off several heists with Riddler. Riddler also has a history with Jervis Tech, the Mad Hatter. The Mad Hatter has also operated several times with the Joker too… he sounds promising.
Batman: Maybe I should pay him a visit in Arkham. Keep an eye on the Penguin though.
At Arkham Asylum. Batman has come to question the Mad Hatter. He enters Tech’s cell.
Batman: Jervis. What do you know about the death of the Riddler or the Joker?
Mad Hatter: Sorry to see the Riddler go. Ah well, his loss, right? As for the Joker, I personally was happy to see the last of him. He always swindles the rest of us into his stupid schemes, blaming the failures on either us or Harley. I blame them all on you.
Batman: Do you know if either of them are alive?
Mad Hatter: Wouldn’t surprise me if Joker was alive, but I have a strong feeling he’s dead. Riddler too, Riddler’s luck has never been… fantastic.
Batman: Where would Riddler go if he came back?
Mad Hatter: Why would I tell you? Besides, he’s very secretive, as you know.
Batman: A giant question-mark was found at Joker’s old hideout.
Mad Hatter: Probably the sight of a previous confrontation.
Batman: Harley Quinn was seen there before, then afterward she was gone and a giant question mark was found on the dusty floor.
Mad Hatter: Really? Well, maybe that means Riddler is back… but he would’ve been more dramatic about it. He would’ve staged a much more dramatic return by now…
Batman: (He notices the Batsignal in the sky outside Tech’s cell window.) We’re done. (He leaves)
Batman returns to the roof of the police department.
Batman: Hello?
Jeril: Hello again. What have you learned.
Batman: The Mad Hatter, Two Face and the Penguin. None of them are sure as to whether or not Riddler or Joker have returned. But something I found at Joker’s all hideout… (He holds out a picture of the question mark traced in the dust of the Joker’s hideout.) It’s a question mark in the dust of the floor of Joker’s hideout.
Jeril: That does not look much like a question mark… more or less an… arrow?
Batman: Huh?
Jeril: Check with the Penguin again. But don’t confront him, I’d spy on him. He’s a tricky old bird… (As Batman looks at the picture again, he looks up at Jeril but realizes he’s gone.)
Batman meets up with Nightwing and they watch from a nearby roof looking into an old atrium where Penguin is discussing something with a big henchman with clown makeup on. Its one of Joker’s old henchmen. However there is no site of Joker himself.
Nightwing: I say we pummel Penguin for lying to us.
Batman: No. Seeing this is proof enough. However, we need to make a quick stop by Joker’s old hideout…
Nightwing: You think Joker will be there?
Batman: No, he’s not that stupid. I just want to see something.
Batman and Nightwing travel to Joker’s old hideout. It seems to be in the same state that Nightwing left it. Batman looks at the question mark in the dust and realizes that it is indeed and awkwardly shaped arrow that points east.
Nightwing: Why is it pointing east?
Batman: It’s not just pointing east, its pointing to something specific.
Nightwing: Well the only specific thing east of here is…
Batman: Gotham Police Department. (Suddenly a loud plane noise is over heard and instead of the Batsignal being displayed in the sky, a roguishly shaped question mark appears in the sky with a green background light. The plane seems to be writing words behind it: I HAVE WHAT YOU WANT)
Batman and Nightwing rush to the top of GCPD headquarters to find someone standing in the shadows.
Batman: Jeril, is that you? (After a moment of suspense the figure steps out to reveal himself as the Riddler. He is apparently wearing the same suit he wore the night he fell off of the oil brig with Joker. It is scuffed up, dirty and torn in many places. His eye mask has fallen off and his face is completely visable.)
Riddler: Indeed it is Batman, and let me just say you have been a sensational help to me.
Batman: What do you mean help to you?
Riddler: Oh please. I was Jeril Klok, sending you all over the city for clues as to whether or not the Joker had returned. Didn’t you ever think to guess why Jeril Klok came from? Just rearrange the words KILL JOKER… Anyway, once you had mentioned Penguin to me, I rushed over to his atrium to find three of Joker’s goons working for him. I can’t believe I hadn’t thought of Penguin, the one who worked most of his jobs with or in association with Joker. Well Joker’s goons were enough to tell me the he was still alive. So I kidnapped Penguin, the fat bas—
Batman: Where is Penguin now?!
Riddler: (He presses a button on his cane and the Batsignal swivels around facing Batman and Nightwing, revealing Penguin tied to it shaping a rogue question mark in the sky. The Riddler obviously put green lights inside of the Batsignal as well.) Of course, I couldn’t have done this without the help of my main girl, Misty Ree! Come on out! (From behind the Batsignal walks out Misty Ree, looking just as she did the last time anyone saw her, except she now has blonde hair.)
Nightwing: Wait a minute, that’s not the real Misty Ree, that’s… Harley Quinn?
Harley: Who? Who’re they talkin’ about, puddin’?
Riddler: No one, my dear…
Batman: Dear God… you brainwashed Harley into thinking that she’s Misty?
Riddler: Not for my own personal gain! Its to take from Joker what he took from me! But he’s obviously he’s gone so I guess I have no need for her…
Someone Unknown: Untrue.
From the door leading downstairs into the GCPD headquarters comes a figure in a large overcoat and purple dress-pants. Joker has returned and looks like he is practically undead. Harley, upon seeing him, immediately snaps out of her brainwashed spell and recognizes him at once.
Harley: HI PUDDIN’! YOU’RE ALIVE!!! (leaps into his arms.)
Riddler: It’s… not… possible…
Joker: Oh, it’s very possible… Would you like to hear how?
Batman: How did you survive a cane… in your gut?
Joker: Oh, Batsy, that was probably the hardest part. Luckily I had a very willing… friend… on my side.
Riddler: Who?
Joker: Why, you’re dear… girl.
Riddler: (His eye twitches.) But… she’s dead.
Joker: Oh! She is now! See, it was all a great plan to counter your plan… Until you ran me through three organs with that damned stick of yours. Luckily I had a perfectly… well I wouldn’t say willing but… healthy donor on site, you’re… girlfriend, Eddy! And so the doctor gives up some Anastasia and by the time I woke up my organs were fine. All I needed was a stomach, liver and lung! What a giving girl! Now I supposed you’d like to know why she came to me. Well, she didn’t think you were strong enough to take down me, the mighty Joker, so she ratted out all of your plans making everything so damn easy to predict! And as for when I shot her, well those were just blanks… after she fell past our sight she dropped safely into the boat waiting for her and went to shore! Good thing she survived too, otherwise I’d be dead without her transplants! Hahaha!
Harley: So you… dumped me for another girl.
Joker: Oh, don’t be silly poo! I would never have sacrificed you… if there wasn’t anyone else! But luckily there was! So you and I are both still hear together!
Harley: Eeep! Yay!
Riddler: You… stole my girl from me… then misused her trust?!
Joker: Yeah!
Riddler: GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Riddler lungs at Joker, swinging his cane madly, and manages to tear open Joker’s jacket. He large scar becomes visable and he smacks Joker in his scarred area twice with his cane, then Batman grabs the cane out of Riddler’s hands, giving both Riddler and Joker enough time to point their guns at each other’s heads. Batman and Nightwing both fight them individually, Nightwing taking Riddler, Batman taking Joker. Riddler fires two shots that hits Joker in the arm and then spine, and Riddler consequently stumbles off of the building and brakes several ribs. This renders both Joker and Riddler unconscious and unable to move. Harley then easily gives herself up. All three are taken back to Arkham.
Later Batman and Nightwing are in the cave reminiscing about everything that has happened.
Nightwing: So let me get this straight. Joker used Misty Ree, who betrayed Riddler to be with Joker, to get new organs to replace ones that had been stabbed and he would eventually die from?
Batman: That’s the story, yes…
Nightwing: And she died in the process? And then Riddler brainwashed Harley into thinking that she was Misty Ree?
Batman: Uh-huh…
Nightwing: Well… this has been a long nightmare. Glad its over.
Batman: Fortunatly, I don’t think we’ll hear from any of those FOUR for a long, long time.
Back at Arkham, we see Riddler in an upper body cast staring at the wall, his eye still twitching as Joker’s screeching laughter continues to ring in his head.
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Post by ??The Riddler?? on Feb 28, 2007 19:55:26 GMT -5
[shadow=green,left,300] Very well done partner, incredible story! I noticed the little name game as well, wow Joker was pretty sick here... I would have done the same thing as Riddler. 10 out of 10 [/shadow]
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Post by Hush Riddler on Feb 28, 2007 20:24:07 GMT -5
Glad you finally got a chance to read it.
Thanks for responding, glad you liked it.
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Post by realbatgirl on Sept 20, 2007 22:23:23 GMT -5
I know I'm kind of late joining the wagon here, but I will read these stories and hopfully be inspired to post my own.. I'm very self conscious of my writing.
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Post by realbatgirl on Oct 7, 2007 20:57:02 GMT -5
I have started posting my first fan-fic Batman story in the last ten years on my myspace page. I'm posting two chapters a week. Please feel free to visit and read. www.myspace.com/batmanaddict
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