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thank you! I've always felt like Scarecrow had more than most DC/Gotham stories usually depicted
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I raised an eyebrow at Kylen, “I’m engaged? I have a fiancée?" Kylen laughed at me “oh ‘engaged’ you sound like Father Tamlin now." He approached me, that dark gleam in his eye reminded me of Chuck, of the good times with Chuck. Kylen ran his hands over my chest and I felt warm tingling through my entire torso, “Your marriage to Drake is good for the kingdom Alex, Red Suits have had a shaky relationship at best over the last few decades." His hands made their way to my legs, barely touching
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Jonathan Crane "Scarecrow" entry in the Arkham Diaries. A series of short stories from the villain's viewpoint in the Batman universe.
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My first day in Arkham as an inmate proved to be even more irritating than I had assumed. The judgemental looks from my former colleagues was nothing new. My entire career had been marked by frequent bouts of derision and dismissal. I could have done without the rough handling from the helpful arresting officer; all tough talk now after taking the credit for that meddling Bat's work. But even that wasn't a new experience after a long history of self important cretins in my life. And then th
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thank you so much, I'm glad you liked it
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Now you call my name The bridge resigned to flames Your eyes show hopes are high But mine are just bone dry A steep price you paid These roads you can't repave I am the beast you made Lies won't revive remains Now you call my name The bridge resigned to flames Your eyes show hopes are high But mine are just bone dry Don't look so sad Recalling what we had Our end was your whole plan This blood is on your hands Now you call my name The bridge resigned to flames Your
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Don’t think about it too much Don’t think about me Won’t think about you Don’t think about it too much Won’t think about it too much I already played the fool Credits rolled and now we’re through Won’t think about you too much Don’t think about it too much Just wasting energy Playing memories on repeat Don’t think about me too much Won’t think about it too much The good and bad that you do Intentions tired and see through Won’t think about you too much Don’t think abo
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You said we were best friends and then I said until the end but I Regret my confession that you Had my heart inside your hand I hadn't learned that one lesson Don’t ask for love you just get hurt instead Though I try I can’t seem To erase that one misdeed Inside my head where I can scream I’d cry and sweat and gladly bleed Give you everything you need Won’t ask for love I just get hurt instead You blink your eyes and look
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through the night the rain falls ink weighs my pages down stained glass streaks my window black pearls fall from the crown grey skies define my world view but diamonds still shine through yards of velvet line this cradle where ambitions go to ground sunset of bitter crimson make for a fitting gown the night cloaks with scarlet the moon filtered through the clouds and through the night the rain falls ink weighs my pages down
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You sought me out To save your life Without it fear that you won’t survive Eager and scared of my subtle power One touch and you’re mine for hours I can soothe your pain Simply ease your strain Your old life was in vain So much more here for you to gain We take it slow A game that we play All serves to fuel your flames And then it’s time We find your place I’m playing on your strings with grace I could soothe your pain Want to ease your st
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My collection of poetry and verse mainly consisting of introspection marbled with regret
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My whole life had become a total train wreck in a matter of two weeks. To look at me most would think I had it together and my fabricated confidence had become a second nature defense mechanism. I was a muscular 5'9 earned from a lifetime working construction with my father and younger brother Jimmy. Wavy blonde hair a shade of gold salons only dreamed about and what I was told to be "hypnotic" green eyes. However, this book's cover was about the only thing it had going. After 6 months to
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Alex's life takes a chaotic spin in The Big Apple, and that's just the beginning. http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/topic/38048-prompt-285-creative/
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The Shakespeare Slayer: There was another body on the news, the 12th one this month murdered in the same way. Of course they couldn’t show it on the news with the graphic nature of the killings, but I knew all the gory details because I had been lucky enough to discover the first victim. Her name was Victoria Bolton, a budding socialite that had recently shown interest in the art world, specifically with the gallery adjacent to my office building. The two buildings shared a parking garage
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There’s a killer on the loose, and everyone in your community is scared. This is startling to you because you sense that the serial murderer is targeting a select class of citizen. Who is he/she and why are they targeting them?
