Bruce thinking "Hey... is that some kid stealing hubcaps off the Batmobile outside?"
And Dick's dialogue - "break in." Oh Dick. In the words of Michael Bluth, "Okay, you know what you do? You buy yourself a tape recorder, you just record yourself for a whole day. I think you’re going to be surprised at some of your phrasing."
~Dick runs over, excited as usual to be useful to his idol Bruce Wayne~
"Yeah Bruce? What do you need?"
~Bruce points to a dark crevice in the Batcave. The hole is new to Robin, this is a part of the cave he has never explored, a smell, unpleasant and wholly unknown to the boy wafts gently through the hole~
"I need you to get some supplies from this part of the cave. I need to analyze some information so I can't do it, but I know my faithful companion can handle it"
~he claps Dick's shoulder in a fatherly gesture. The boy looks at his idol with unabashed awe. He smiles brightly and widely. He nods his assent at this task~
"You can count on me!"
~Bruce smiles~
"I know you can"
~the boy travels into the crack. It starts wide enough but slowly becomes thinner and thinner. The smell that earlier mystified the boy becomes stronger as he moves forward. The smell brings to mind crypts and dark places better left unknown~
an..r..n
~the soft sound breaks Dick's concentration on his task and he falls into the large open room of the crevice. The walls are slick with slime and pitch darkness surrounds him. His flashlight is like a penlight being forced to light the darkest trench of the ocean~
~the sounds become louder and louder and surround the boy, hands, unseen but sensed move closer and closer the the terrified Robin as he spins to look~
ANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBIN
~the shrieking sounds grate at the boy's senses as he collapses to his knees, the final thing he sees before the darkness is a face, gaunt and broken, with soulless eyes. The face is covered in a black mask and the thing's chest has a patch emblazoned on it. A patch with a Robin symbol on it~
ANOTHER ROBIN
~outside, Bruce replaces the boulder, covering the crevice. A slight smile etches his face~
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Date: 2010-06-01 09:04 pm (UTC)And Dick's dialogue - "break in." Oh Dick. In the words of Michael Bluth, "Okay, you know what you do? You buy yourself a tape recorder, you just record yourself for a whole day. I think you’re going to be surprised at some of your phrasing."
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Date: 2010-06-02 01:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 09:46 pm (UTC)~Dick runs over, excited as usual to be useful to his idol Bruce Wayne~
"Yeah Bruce? What do you need?"
~Bruce points to a dark crevice in the Batcave. The hole is new to Robin, this is a part of the cave he has never explored, a smell, unpleasant and wholly unknown to the boy wafts gently through the hole~
"I need you to get some supplies from this part of the cave. I need to analyze some information so I can't do it, but I know my faithful companion can handle it"
~he claps Dick's shoulder in a fatherly gesture. The boy looks at his idol with unabashed awe. He smiles brightly and widely. He nods his assent at this task~
"You can count on me!"
~Bruce smiles~
"I know you can"
~the boy travels into the crack. It starts wide enough but slowly becomes thinner and thinner. The smell that earlier mystified the boy becomes stronger as he moves forward. The smell brings to mind crypts and dark places better left unknown~
an..r..n
~the soft sound breaks Dick's concentration on his task and he falls into the large open room of the crevice. The walls are slick with slime and pitch darkness surrounds him. His flashlight is like a penlight being forced to light the darkest trench of the ocean~
"Hello? Bruce?!"
anotherobinanotherobinanotherrobinanotherrobinANOTHER
~the sounds become louder and louder and surround the boy, hands, unseen but sensed move closer and closer the the terrified Robin as he spins to look~
ANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBINANOTHERROBIN
~the shrieking sounds grate at the boy's senses as he collapses to his knees, the final thing he sees before the darkness is a face, gaunt and broken, with soulless eyes. The face is covered in a black mask and the thing's chest has a patch emblazoned on it. A patch with a Robin symbol on it~
ANOTHER ROBIN
~outside, Bruce replaces the boulder, covering the crevice. A slight smile etches his face~
"Alfred....I can';t find Dick anywhere..."
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Date: 2010-06-02 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-01 11:08 pm (UTC)TimmyRobin"no subject
Date: 2010-06-02 02:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-03 02:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-03 05:52 pm (UTC)But hey, lat least there's, and always will be, only one Batman! :D