Sleep My ChildHestia doesn't smile. She hasn't smiled since the day Tim vanished.Sleep My Child by DrawingInTheSky
As though her own smile was sucked into Tim's, the day it broke wide open.
Joker can't get away with it Bruce had to pry her fingers off from Joker's throat. He even allowed paramedics to revive him (But Bruce didn't revive him, and to the batboys and girls, that meant something).
Hestia has been banned from visiting Arkham. Joker can't be held in super strength preventative facilities because he isn't blessed with the skill. It also means he isn't protected from the people with said skill. People like Hestia and Kon biting at the bit to tear out his intestines and pull them out through his nose with a crochet hook.
She has already had to replace the sidebar to Tim's cot twice because she has bent it out of proportion, struggling to not imagine Joker's throat under her fingers again.
She killed him, but Bruce didn't report her.
She wants to see Joker grin now with the bruises she left around his throat.
Zombie ScrapperScribe walked through the doors of the gigantic building. She had already tied her blonde hair away from her face, and the large sunglasses she wore covered part of the tattoos on her face as they shifted their shapes, while keep the sun out of her eyes.Zombie Scrapper by DrawingInTheSky
The land was barren and she figured that the best spot to find someone would be in the shelter of the largest building in the area. She nearly jumped as the doors slammed shut behind her, echoing into the still air of the interior.
The sounds of her rubber dampened footsteps echoed around her. She was dressed for a hike through rainforest, khaki pants, boots, and a tank top for the heat. Not for the heat of a building with no air flow. She continued walking through the ruins, for that's what they must have been, she hadn't seen a soul in nearly six hours. Be it human or animal, and the sun was falling quickly.
Scribe ascended the stairs calmly, looking at plaques on the walls that would have once told her the name of the bus
Still BornThe intricate carvings glared back at the girl; mocking her as she clutched the stillborn body in her hands. Her unwashed bloodstained clothes clung to her body as she entered the small temple, placing the body in the fountain's pool with a single coin, and voice boomed "Is this your desire?" as the fountain ran.Still Born by DrawingInTheSky
Getting FreshThe blank expression on the woman's face began to make Ace shift in his chair uncomfortably.Getting Fresh by DrawingInTheSky
"Lady? You alright?"
"If lips could kill, I'd kiss you dead." The woman spoke, staring at the screen that Ace had brought an image up onto.
"I'm just going to take that as a compliment. Of which I'm going to be flattered. But of which my girlfriend would be infinitely pissed about. Aaaand I'm going to turn around now." Ace said, swiveling his chair back towards the computer in order to print out the address of the woman on the screen, identical to the woman behind him now. The printer whirred to life when Ace felt the woman lean over, wrapping her arms around him and the chair.
"Thank you so much. Really." Ace nodded before continuing to hack the woman's twin's file.
Limerick LunacyMy friend goes from Texas to Tobago.Limerick Lunacy by flamehead23a
He likes football at least he says so.
He'll often wear thick coats,
even sitting amongst oats,
though he wishes it were San Diego.
This girl's an artist extraordinaire.
All her pieces have quite the cool flair.
From Zuko's risky business,
and Sokka's Spartan madness,
to her best parody, "Team Ava-tair."
The colors of her heart are many,
from the sky's blue, to the copper's bright penny.
And when she looks outside,
her heart's colors collide,
into a beauty more vivid than any.
The Bandit and Bird were together.
They were loners of the same feather.
But not all times were bad,
in fact, the two were quite glad,
when they found "alone time" 'mongst soft heather.
For Rava's girls, fighting is the norm.
And they do so with near perfect form.
Though he should watch his mouth,
for if "Yuri" comes out,
they'll send him one truly epic shit-storm.
Besh lives in a land far from me,
leading a life that's most holy.
But she isn't a nun,
she still knows to
revelationsHis mind wiped clean, Joseph tried to gather what was happening. All he could remember was his own name and that there was a short man behind him. Dazed and confused, he looked around, trying to get a grip on things. There were many trees and lots of grass. A few benches and sidewalks broke the green expanse.revelations by kerfoidersnoyder
Joseph figured he was in a park. Ok, now why? He thought about the short man behind him, and glanced back only a second to see him. In fact he saw two men, a taller and a shorter. He remembered another detail; the short man was his employer. So why was he in a park?
Well that would have to wait until later. For now he would have to focus on what he had just discovered: he was in a different spot than the position he previously occupied, and even now was gaining distance from that place rapidly. That's rather strange, isn't it? Suddenly it hit him; he was running! So... why?
He decided people ran for two reasons: to get to or away from something. The first one would work for now. W