Yvain

Gotham City Reborn

Sorry for long post.. I rushed in some parts since i didn't want it to be so long... So it may not make to much sense in a detailed manner? Can't explain clearly... But i'm gonna sleep now! Will edit/color the quotations in the morning!

Gotham City Reborn

RASCAL & PROCYON

EZEKIEL & CLINTON

1 left… 6 stops .. another left… 2 turns for a right…

During the entire car ride, One of Ezekiel’s foot would lightly tap against Clinton’s boots depending on the movement of the car to indicate the direction it went. Clearly, the two had bags over their heads, had their hands behind their backs bounded with simple cable ties.

Hard laughs, talk of business, gossips, imitating the Batman--Even imitating the Riddler. This was currently happening throughout the entire car ride. Then there was the occasional groans coming from the third guy he impaled before in the shoulder which made him sneer under the brown sack covering his face.

Soon the black van came to an abrupt stop, and at that moment the male closed his eyes shut and feigned unconsciousness as both feet tapped the sides of his brother. “We’re here.” A mutter was heard as the twins received a rough smack across their face. “If you 2 shits are awake, Say somethin’.” Ordered the thug who babysat them in the backseat.

“Somethin’.” the twins imitated unanimously in their most terrible accent yet with a deep voice. It was clear they irritated the thug, and upon hearing the doors slide open--The two were stood up and thrown out deliberately, head first and meeting the concrete ground that indicated playtime was over. Then light appeared before them again, and Clinton rolled his neck around before cracking it, shaking his shoulders as if ready for something.

In front of them was a group--An actual group of thugs related to Riddler forming a circle around them. Behind the group however was a green riddle spray painted on the warehouse door. A thug read aloud,

“The man who invented it doesn't want it.
The man who bought it doesn't need it.
The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?”

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” another responded.

At that moment Clinton knew and let out a sigh as the thugs literally seemed to bicker over the anwer. “Ready?” He rhetorically asked. “They’re dumber than I expected.” Zeke scoffed, before Clinton jumped up and over his arms in order to get them in front of him. At this moment, His older brother simply tripped the thug from before who still had the knife on him and grabbed it with his hands, causing a backflip on the ground to get away while his legs went over his arms as well in the process.

Immediately Ezekiel stood with both hands on the blade and cut through the makeshift cuff on his brother's wrist before Clinton tossed down a thick smoke pellet, freeing his brother the same way in return as their many opponents were blinded. It was simple, The two were confident that what they wanted was in that warehouse and they had no problem fighting their way to get it.

>> Slightly skipping <<

While beating up the thugs, Clinton was silent throughout the whole fight while Ezekiel retorted comments as he brought them down one by one. The twins were surely beaten and bruised, but doing better than Riddler’s thugs and Clinton looked over at Ezekiel--Grabbing a nearby bat and swinging it at a man’s head only enough to knock him unconscious. It seemed to be his weapon of choice for now.

“...”

“What?” Ezekiel glanced--Recognizing the stare his brother was giving him as he grabbed a goon by the arm and twisting it before flipping the large man over his back. A crack was heard before he shouted in pain, and their conversation seemed to continue in a casual manner.

“So…” Clinton looked over his shoulder, countering the punches of a thug before grabbing him by the collar and flipping him over with his hands and legs, back on the floor. His brother followed with an attack smoothly, fly-kicking their last opponent. “Remind me why we’re doing this?” He asked as the two stopped, in front of the large warehouse door facing each other.

Their outfit was tattered and there were holes around them. A few cuts here and there, as well as purple and blue blotches on the twin’s faces and knuckles. Now there was definitely a difference between the two considering they took different hits in various areas and Clinton picked up his hat, brushing through his hair and dusting his hat casually before placing it back on.”Remind me why we’re doing this again?” He asked.

“Because you idiot, Riddler just happens to owe us after all that work we’ve helped him through! We also helped him up his role in some poi--”

Soon the door had slowly opened up, and the twins were overshadowed by a large and burly figure. Slowly hearing the door creek up as it opened, the two raccoons slowly looked up before hearing a laugh from the man who wasn’t in the fight: That ‘Ol’ donnie’ guy.

“Woah--There’s something new.”
“Ya think?”
“He actually has a brute joining him.”
“No shit Sherlock.”
“Coffin--” Clinton quickly answered.
“Less talky, More beat em--What?--”

But before Ezekiel could once again finish his own sentence, he found himself tossed passed the truck and landing into the dumpster. On the other hand, Clinton jumped back as a way to prevent being thrown across the same way as his brother but had collided with the black van behind him which tilted to the side before saving him from his fall. He landed on his knees, looking up as they groaned in pain, slowly making an effort to standing.

“And right you are!” A voice shouted. Behind the figure was Donnie, and the twins felt a twinge of nervousness to fight back for only a moment. “Though it seems like I only got one trash in where it belongs.” He shrugged, before laughing. “Boy did the Big Boss knew about you two than you thought!” Donnie coughed, voice raspy from all the cigarettes he smoked.

Clinton quickly stepped forward and then back, kicking his feet against the car and uppercutting the large ‘body guard’ of Donnie. He must’ve been at least 6’5 or something--But he was exceptionally large. Obviously one punch from a shorter younger male didn’t inflict much damage as expected and pretty soon Ezekiel jumped over the van, joining in on trying to take the big guy down.

To no avail, the guy was doing more damage than the twins did to him. Immediately Clinton was aware that the only way to make the guy fall was to play develop a tactic--Play a game. So while they dodged relentlessly and Ezekiel placed more hits and kicks than he did, Clinton eyed his brother.”HEY!” He called. “Wanna play a game?” Clinton chuckled. Ezekiel stopped momentarily, jumping to the side to avoid a punch. “Which game?” the older brother inquired. “Leapfrog--with a twist.” Clinton pointed at his head, indicating to keep hitting the big guy in the head until he falls down. With that Clinton picked up the baseball bat and the raccoon brothers got into action with their plan.

Ezekiel slid through the large man’s legs as he punched around at the air and got into position on his stomach. Clinton then used his brother as support under his foot to heighten his jump, and whack the baseball bat straight at the man’s head before landing on the ground and crouching down. This ‘game of leapfrog’ went back and forth between the two as they each managed to attack the larger man, Ezekiel even using the blade and going as far as blinding the burly thug in one eye in the end. Clinton then scurried underneath his legs and crouched tightly in a sort of fetus position, before the thug backed up onto him and tripped over him--A large groan being heard.

Soon there was silence from the warehouse then, a shaky breath of fear. "Well we're here." Clinton uttered, before a shot was heard. "CLINT!" Ezekiel shouted instinctively. The younger brother fell to the floor and after several seconds, he got up--Rubbing his cheek as the bullet by luck only grazed his skin.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME. YOU AIN'T GETTING ANYTHING FROM ME."

"Tsk--I don't have the patience!" Ezekiel grunted and with that he tackled Donnie, immediately grabbing the gun in the process and holding it under his chin. "Where's that cancerous shit head who thinks he's one of the a villain?" he growled. "I ain't tellin'! But I will tell you this: Theres a war! A turf between him and the Clue Master!"

Suddenly Clinton looked over their direction as he was staring at the large stacks of money piled up, flipping through them in his hands. "Ironic.. Counterfeit." He chuckled. "Riddler knew we were coming. Plus that riddle is known to have two answers: Counterfeit money, or A coffin. In this case he attempted to get rid of us anyways... But this Cluemaster--Whats the deal with him?" the other twin inquired from across the room, his voice nonchalantly echoing.

"Its a rivalry thing-- But we actually don't know to much Kiddos! Sure enough though, theres something more going on supposedly! Who knows!?" Ezekiel eyed the man for a moment, before sighing in an unsatisfied manner. "Cut him some slack." Clinton commented before a shot was heard.

"AHH! YOU BASTARD SON!--" Immediately Clinton looked back to see the guy hold onto his shin. Painful--He nearly shivered at what would feel like if it were to be done on him and Ezekiel walked away. "He's playing games." he said irritably. Clinton only chuckled at his older brother's frustration. "Well--That's usually his M.O... Right?" He then looked at the money which actually formed a question mark, and pointed at the empty space where another riddle was told.

I start with the letter E, I end with the letter E.
I contain only one letter, Yet I am not the letter E!
What am I?

and there was an envelope resting beside the riddle. Clinton picked it up, opening it and looked over at Zeke. "We may be in to deep." He shrugged, motioning for Donnie with his head. "I think he and muscle man are double spies... of this... 'Clue master'?" The name did sound familiar, and Ezekiel punched Clinton in the arm. "We worked for him at one point, I can vouch for that. Hey--Ya think maybe we were lured here?"

"I can honestly say this: I don't know. And even if we were--Which one wanted us?" Clinton wrapped his finger around his chin. "I mean--We are the most hated in a sense... So if we did worked for both, they'd both want us dead either way.. But like that guy said, I think theres something more to it. And this letter--I don't even understand it to be honest." Clinton explained as the two gazed at the letter.

Gotham City Reborn

About to work on a second post :p

@Lord Wraith Is there anything in particular I should keep in mind about riddler and clue master? I figured there'd be a small interrogation scene or some sort where the thug slips... But I don't know what it would be about or what type of information they should be given about the two..
I mean the twins only wanna rob him and go--So I wanted to make sure with you if theres more information (they can even be subtle) about them that I can play around with?

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

That's fine! Congrats guys! :)

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

Doing the CS now.. It'll be quick though since i'm mostly reviving a character like said. The first draft got deleted since somehow my little cousin messed up my laptop (the mouse was weird) and i was forced to restart it -_-...

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

@Undine got it! Thank you and sorry GM, The first week of July is always hectic for me! x_x treason day, freedom/4th of July..

Gotham City Reborn

RASCAL & PROCYON

EZEKIEL & CLINTON

It was nighttime, almost midnight to be exact. Ah yes, the sky was brightly lit up by beautiful stars, there were billboards giving light to the streets, a slight breeze coming in. It was a beautiful night indeed, the kind of night you’d love to take your date out to stargaze or something; One of those romantic cliches.

“AAAAH!”
Fwip!

Oh-- And crooks ran rampant ever since the death of a very important hero who ruled over Gotham. So while the night was beautiful, Gotham and it’s streets weren’t as pretty--In fact it was even uglier than before. And the word ‘pretty’? That word didn’t exist in the streets of Gotham. Gotham was always ugly--And got even uglier when there was no control against the villains and crooks. Without a hero to keep villains and crooks in check, it simply got even more uglier and rubbish piled up by the second with the big bat dead. And while more rubbish piled up, Let's not forget the fact that there was also an increase in more reckless people too. The foolish ones who donned a towel as a cape and claimed ‘Hero’, or even an ordinary robin or bat-related shirt and screamed ‘Hero’.

Very helpful, Very scary...

“The hell was that?”

A male who was hanging at the edge of the building, stared intently up at the other male before him.“C’mon man…” he uttered, Holding a thug donned in green and purple by an ankle--Who was thrown off the ledge rather recklessly by his brother. The man pleaded for his life, urinating his pants right on scene as Clint fidgeted in disgust.

“Get over it.” Ezekiel scoffed, crouching low as a crescendo of footsteps approached their way. “Just because you have your morals doesn’t mean I have to believe in them.” added the muscular blonde blatantly before he quickly turned around and heard shouting. “He just pissed, dude… Pretty grossed out now.” grunted Clinton, the stench reaching to him. “Well not my problem, You wanted to save him; So don’t complain.” responded Ezekiel with a shrug.

“OH! IT’S THAT RACCOON KID!” A thug said, before they all obnoxiously laughed. “Long time no see!” Another commented. “How ya been?” the first thug asked. The older twin balled his hands into fists. “Playing dirty. Holding grudges. The usual really.” He gritted his teeth as the thugs stopped and stared more intently. Pretty soon, ‘Raccoon kid’ took a step back and picked up a crowbar in his hand.

A sly grin was apparent on his face as he spun the crowbar between his fingers and instead of giving one thug a whack, he tossed it straight into his shoulder like a javelin before the other two looked at him in surprise.

“Well don’t just stand there! Defend yourself!” He shouted, drop kicking the crowbar deeper into the shoulder of the man before performing a backflip and kicking the other two thugs. Ezekiel crouched again with apparent amusement as he smirked and one of the two pulled out a knife, ready to fight as he ran towards Ezekiel. Soon, his brother finally joined--Jumping over Ezekiel to join the battle. “Took ya long enough--” Zeke chuckled.

“AUGH!” Clinton’s foot collided with the guy’s groins as he dropped his knife. The younger male was quick, and snatching the knife before his brutish brother could, he uppercutted the second man before the third tackled Clinton down, keeping him in a choke hold. Being caught completely off guard, the knife only a few inches from them--The guy immediately grabbed the knife and held it to Clinton’s neck.

“Who knew it was two! TWO TWERPS!” snorted the thug. Ezekiel, nonchalant at the present situation before him saw the two thugs holding his brother hostage and scoffed. “Fine.” he said, hands up in the air and behind his head. “What?” Growled the thug, looking at his partner before the partner nodded towards Ezekiel’s way. As soon as Ezekiel was approached by the second thug, Clinton was positioned to stand by the third and both twins were captured.

“Wait till Ol’ Donnie gets a look at this!”
“No kiddin’!”

Before the twins knew it, everything blacked out.

Totally worth it.

All part of the plan.

Gotham City Reborn

@Lord Wraith Sorry for the last minute ask--But would it be possible for my twins to join your 'Get A Clue' arc and team-up with Stephanie too?

The only vague idea that would make them fit is that: They worked for Eddie at one point {Maybe perhaps even cluemaster--Yep that whole double spy thing for their own benefits}, and came back to steal their goods. Pretty basic--They could accompany Stephanie; But of course they won't know much of Cluemasters gimmicks as well as her, to make things fair.

I also realized this is pretty much like Catwoman's DLC in Arkham Knight Riddler's Revenge in a way. You can of course decline, I understand :)

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

Character should be up tomorrow! OTL

Gotham City Reborn

Caught up with OOC, Now moving to IC :O