Prompt 209
Now Jason was planning on, well, a lot of things, when he came back to Gotham. He had a lot of plans, several of which had to do with the old man and even more that had to do with cleaning up Crime Alley, making it safer and all that.
What he was not planning on was to find some sort of lab in the basement of where he was planning on setting up a safehouse. Nor was he planning on finding several literal children in cages inside said lab. Oh and Lazarus Waters- but children! With muzzles! Being experimented on!
Now he’d like to say he had a plan in what happened next, but if he’s honest everything had gone Green and he didn’t remember what happened next, only that he’s back home with said children and covered in blood. Oh and everything smells of smoke.
… And apparently there’s more of these things dotted around Crime Alley with the rest of these kids, er, siblings? Family? Fright does mean family? Okay kids, he’s not turning into Bruce but you can stay here while he deals with this… however long that takes.
He better not be turning into Bruce he swears-
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A memory canister labeled "MR. AND MRS. GLEEFUL MEMORIES" was clicked into the Blind Eye's memory playback station.
The screen lit up.
A bony woman with gray-streaked dusty brown hair sat on a plush pink sofa, sobbing into a tissue and struggling not to hyperventilate. A heavy man in a pink Hawaiian shirt wrapped an arm around her shoulders comfortingly. The angle was low, aimed at their knees, as though the "camera" had been left on a coffee table in front of the sofa.
"It was awful," Mrs. Gleeful sobbed, "he was—he was lifting things and—throwing them around like some kind of poltergeist, or—or a demon— I've never seen my little Giddy that furious before, I've never seen anyone that furious before..." She grabbed a fresh tissue. "He's—he's got some sort of devil in him, we need to call a priest or a doctor or something—"
"Now, now, honey." Bud held her tighter and patted her arm. "You don't mean that. He's always been a mite tempestuous, you recall; and he's just practicing with those new powers of his—"
"Well I want those powers gone!" She pounded her fists on her sharp knees. "Those powers and that book and—and—" She burst into heaving sobs again, flung an arm around her husband, and buried her head in his shoulder. "I just want my sweet little boy back."
Bud grimaced uncertainly and murmured, "I don't think I could get that book away from him if I tried." He picked up the camera (not a camera; the memory gun was designed to take recordings) and aimed it at himself and his wife. "Don't give yourself a headache crying, sweetheart; you won't worry about him anymore." He squeezed her shoulders reassuringly. "And I'm sure he'll make a better first impression on us with those powers next time."
For a second, she could only sob hitchingly into his shoulder; but then she asked, voice tiny, "Next time?"
Bud squeezed his eyes shut.
The recording ended. The Blind Eye's screen went black.
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so i spilled water on my computer yesterday and took it apart to dry... now it won't turn on 💀 not only that but my wacom pen has been acting up and skipping lines a lot. i researched it and ordered another one so i unfortunately can't do any digital art until both are fixed 😭 i have a bunch of sketchbook stuff i could scan and edit on my phone so hopefully that will suffice for now...
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Happy April Fools!! I wanted to draw Mikey as a jester for today to celebrate!!!
HAHA JUST KIDDING ITS LEO GET PRANKED
(Leo after being told he's the unfunniest person ever every single day)(it's true/j)
Also here's a transparent one if you want to edit him into other memes
Sorry if this is bad, I did this in like two hours but it's still funny to me. I might make a better version one day.
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do you think crystal would remember if she had any allergies? like i know she could remember part of her name and what kind of movies she watched, but what about possible allergies? she has no way of knowing what memories david stole from her, he could have taken anything.
idk im just imagining shes with niko and is offered like a pb&j or something and she hesitates for a second, not knowing if she should take it
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One things that I did not expect was how much more disturbing The Mysterious Benedict Society becomes with age. Because as a child, I could simply enjoy the adventures and shenanigans. But now…What would it be like to lose my memory? To not recognize the faces of people I cared about? To die to my old self but be forced to live on, not knowing how much I lost? To be forced to restart my life when I’ve already lived so much of it? I’ve literally spent the entirety of my life laboring over my identity and I could just have all of that ripped away? With no idea if it will ever come back? And what if I become someone else entirely? Someone that the old me would despise? And what if I get my memory back then? Who am I? The person I was before or the person I am now? Literally terrifying to think about.
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