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Approaching the end of our stupendous, nay, momentous coverage of the saga of the rise and fall of the less-than-dynamic duo of Early 00s' Noo Yawk, we bring about the return of a long-forgotten villain...

And an even longer forgotten hero.

( ...I shall explain to her - inventing some cunningly plausible excuse - that her husband has taken to wearing...a bag. )

And an even longer forgotten hero.

( ...I shall explain to her - inventing some cunningly plausible excuse - that her husband has taken to wearing...a bag. )
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"...Bucket Seats, Have All Got To Go!" Ahh...love that song.
Anyway. So you're a crime-fighting, animal-themed dark knight in a big city. You've got your costume. You've got your sidekick. What comes next? Build your underground HQ? Finance your numerous gadgets? Or...go out on patrol in your sweet new wheels? Hit the cut for the obvious answer...
( But First: One Perfect (Heartwarming) Moment... )
Anyway. So you're a crime-fighting, animal-themed dark knight in a big city. You've got your costume. You've got your sidekick. What comes next? Build your underground HQ? Finance your numerous gadgets? Or...go out on patrol in your sweet new wheels? Hit the cut for the obvious answer...
( But First: One Perfect (Heartwarming) Moment... )