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why-i-love-comics: Nightwing Annual #2 - “The Very Friendly Owl” (2019)written by Dan Jurgensart by Travis Moore: Like I used to be." THIS WAS THE BEST THANKSGIVING EVER WE'D LOVE TO HAVE YOU STAY, HONEY I KINDA DON'T WANNA LEAVE BUT YOU HAVE TO MOVE ON TO THE NEXT PERFORMANCE I'M SURE THE CIRCUS WILL BE BACK IN TOWN NEXT YEAR. WHEN IT IS, OUR HOME is YOUR HOME. ు PROMISE? OF COURSE, I DO, SWEETIE I'M AFRAID NOT, RICHARD. IT WAS OUR DAUGHTER'S FAVORITE VExy FuOLY OMe SHE'S WAITING FOR THE DAY WHEN SHE CAN PASS IT ON TO SOMEONE SPECIAL THE BOOK WAS GREAT. CAN I КЕЁР IT? "КАУ. ViExY FROAL T've been thinking about them a lot, Dr. Haas. My parents were killed before we got to go back "They're long dead now I'm sure, but I wish I'd seen them again. "They were kind and decent. Even more important, they were family." WELL DONE IT MAУ TАKE YEARS, BUT WE ARE PERFECTLY POSITIONED FOR THE DAY... .WHEN RICHARD GRAYSON 1S OURS. "WAYNE WILL NEVER LET GO OF YOU IF YOU STAY IN GOTHAM. YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE? MY ONLY GOAL IS YOUR HEALTH AND HAPPINESS. PUT ASIDE THE IDEA OF RECOVERINGA LIFE YOU CAN'T REMEMBER... THERE'S LITTLE TO KEEP YOU HERE AND YOUR FRUSTRATION IS OBVIOUS. ...AND FOCUS ON BUILDINGA NEW LIFE. SO, WHY NOT START IN A PLACE THAT DOES MEAN SOMETHING? SOMEPLACE LIKE... МАУВЕ THIS WILL HELP YOU CONNECT WITH HAPPIER TIMES. ...BLÜDHAVEN IS THAT--P! I ALSO HAD IT AS A CHILD. KVERY FAADIY OWL WOW THANK YOU! THE IT'S JUST LIKE I REMEMBER IT! BUT, uh... DON'T YOU THINK I'M A LITTLE OLD FOR IT? NO ONE IS EVER TOO OLD TO LET THE BEST MOMENTS OF THEIR CHILDHOOD BE THEIR GUIDE. YOU CAN THANK ME BY CREATING A VIBRANT NEW LIFE FOR YOURSELF IF I KNOW WAYNE, HE HAS CONTACTS ON STAFF GOODBYE, RICHARD. I'LL BE IN TOUCH YOU WERE LISTENING? IT'LL BE EASIER FOR YOU TO DISAPPEAR IF YOU DON'T SIGN OUT. I OWE YOU MORE THAN I CAN EVER REPAY, DR. HAAS THANK YOU. OF COURSE YOUR DRUG REGIMEN AND PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION BURIED GRAYSON'S MEMORY AND LEFT HIM RIGHT WHERE WE WANT HIM WELL DONE, DOCTOR. THERE'S MORE TO BE DONE, OF COURSE BUT THE DICK GRAYSON OF THE PAST... IS GONE FOREVER. "HE'S RICHARD GRAYSON NOW, A FRESH LUMP OF CLAY, WAITING TO BE MOLDED INTO WHATEVER WE WANT "NOTIFY СОВВ. Blüdhaven 45 mi LET HIM KNOW THAT THE TIME TO MOVE IS ALMOST HERE... ..AND THAT HIS GREAT- GRANDSON WILL SOON BE HIS." why-i-love-comics: Nightwing Annual #2 - “The Very Friendly Owl” (2019)written by Dan Jurgensart by Travis Moore
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bisexual-nightwing: ionlylooklikeahipster: king-in-yellow: official-liberty-prime: srsfunny: Hospital T-Rex Imagine being rushed into the ER and reading this as they push you through though Lol when my appendix burst, I had initially refused to go to the ER because it was a Saturday night (which are always busy helltimes for ERs of course) - and when I arrived I was told there were eight people ahead of me. I agreed and just asked for something to drink and something for the nausea. They took my vital signs, looked at each other, and then whisked me back immediately to a room and within five minutes the ER attending physician came in (as opposed to a resident physician). “Hahaha, holy shit, am I dying?” I asked him - because HOSPITAL T-REX IS CORRECT Okay but the T-Rex has abs drawn onto it in pen. P90 Rex : Hospital T-Rex has a reminder for you. ty.Cİ lark Waiting is good. It means you are not going to die. The person you need to feel sorry for is the one who gets rushed into the ER and treated first. bisexual-nightwing: ionlylooklikeahipster: king-in-yellow: official-liberty-prime: srsfunny: Hospital T-Rex Imagine being rushed into the ER and reading this as they push you through though Lol when my appendix burst, I had initially refused to go to the ER because it was a Saturday night (which are always busy helltimes for ERs of course) - and when I arrived I was told there were eight people ahead of me. I agreed and just asked for something to drink and something for the nausea. They took my vital signs, looked at each other, and then whisked me back immediately to a room and within five minutes the ER attending physician came in (as opposed to a resident physician). “Hahaha, holy shit, am I dying?” I asked him - because HOSPITAL T-REX IS CORRECT Okay but the T-Rex has abs drawn onto it in pen. P90 Rex
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outoftheframework: outoftheframework: so a little fun tidbit about me is that i write screenplays. i challenged myself to write one in fifteen minutes, unedited, and then post it. this is what happened. enjoy? so so so thankful and in awe to the response to this post. I love screenwriting and it would be my pleasure to provide you guys with more high quality work in the future, y’all make me so happy.thank you :): gotham city by meg INT. WAREHOUSE NIGHT The discordant SCREECH of a wooden chair's being dragged across a concrete floor echoes through the spacious yet deserted warehouse. The tinted lights are dim, some flickering without any discernible pattern. A heavy pair of boots stomp rhythmically as an man makes his way across the room, the chair firmly in his grip. The man, a nameless HENCHMAN type, is who someone with manners would refer to as "burly" or "built." He stops underneath the brightest light in the room, setting the chair down and revealing its occupant. He is wearing a golden "RR" symbol decorating his chest. Despite the sack covering his features, one can still make out his raven hair poking out of the burlap fabric. a uniform of sorts, with black and red details plus HENCHMAN (gruff) Seems like the Batman... is losing his touch RED ROBIN's head twitches underneath the sack. RED ROBIN (muffled) Do I look like Batman to you? The henchman circles the teen like a tiger stalking its prey, if that tiger had one too many antelope dinners. He forces out a deep and planned LAUGH HENCHMAN No, no, no. Much too small, you are Red Robin shifts in his seat. Inaudible muffling can be heard from underneath the sack. HENCHMAN (CONT'D) Shhh, little bird. You must save your breath! Air will get spare quite soon. Henchman LAUGHS again, but this time his voice horribly cracks. He COUGHS quickly, but the damage was done. Red Robin shifts in his seat once more in the following uncomfortable silence. HENCHMAN (CONT'D) So tell me- 2. Henchman tries to restore the tense atmosphere by slipping an obnoxiously sized syringe full of mysterious liquid out of a package hidden in his coat pocket. HENCHMAN (CONT'D) Where is the bat? My employer just wants to... chat. Red Robin drops his head to the side, effectively communicating a "bitch, please" without the spoken word. Henchman menacingly shakes his head as he stalks toward the teen HENCHMAN (CONT'D) I had a feeling you were the dumb robin A voice suddenly cuts through the heavy air. RED HOOD (from above) Damn right! The man drops the syringe in surprise, eliciting CRASH Red Robin perks up at the dialogue, using the hand that was supposedly tied to the splintering wooden chair to lift the sack from his head. a horrid RED ROBIN (yelling) I resent that! More bickering voices start to emerge from the darkened catwalk above the factory floor. The henchman stands stunned SPOILER Hey, don't say that! sensitive. He's ROBIN Weakest Robin, maybe. Getting himself kidnapped by this oaf? Disgraceful RED ROBIN (yelling) We literally planned this! It was your idea! Red Robin starts untying the ropes around his ankles. 3. ROBIN Maybe there's a reason you're always playing kidnapped! RED ROBIN (yelling) Because you guys are jerks? NIGHTWING Hey, I volunteered to be kidnapped this time! BATGIRL Oh, honey. We all know how that would play out. A communal GROAN emits from the batkids as they reminisce on the last time Dick volunteered to play kidnapped. RED HOOD I take it back, Wing's the dumb Robin NIGHTWING OKAY, first of all, not my fault- the fire was The batkids devolve into unintelligible BICKERING. To an outside observer, it would seem as Red Robin is yelling into darkness filled with disembodied voices. Henchman SPUTTERS, unable to form coherent words. HENCHMAN H-hey! You- You can't- ALL BATKIDS (yelling) Shut up! The henchman shuts his gaping mouth with the CLICK of his teeth HENCHΜΑΝ (talking to himself) I 'm not getting out of this, am 1? A pair of white eyes cut through the darkness behind him ΒΑΤΜAΝ No outoftheframework: outoftheframework: so a little fun tidbit about me is that i write screenplays. i challenged myself to write one in fifteen minutes, unedited, and then post it. this is what happened. enjoy? so so so thankful and in awe to the response to this post. I love screenwriting and it would be my pleasure to provide you guys with more high quality work in the future, y’all make me so happy.thank you :)
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