An Exhaustive Summary of the Batman: Arkham Games Pt. 15
Seasons of Infamy DLC
The first part of the DLC is more Most Wanted missions.
Wonderland (Mad Hatter)
Dealing with Mad Hatter was a little bit tricky in Arkham Origins and Arkham City so it comes as a surprise when Batman is informed that the police have already apprehended Jervis Tetch aka The Mad Hatter. In fact, he has turned himself in. Batman goes to see Hatter in interrogation. Hatter…
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Dreading my birthday was an alien concept to me. Usually I’d be hyping it up, teasing Josh that he still had ten months before his own. Usually, Mom and Dad would either be feigning forgetfulness at the whole thing or getting excited with me. But not this year. This year, everything was different.
I’d love to say it started with the bombs, this complete upheaval of my world, but it didn’t. That would, after all, be the easy explanation, and nothing about this is easy. Truth be told, it all started with me reading a letter I shouldn’t have: Dad’s test results. The contents of the letter froze me to the spot. I reread it a dozen times before Mom gently plucked it from my trembling fingers. That night, she said we were moving. Her, me and Josh. Dad had smiled comfortingly, assured us that it was for the best, but I refused. I was on the cusp of spilling all, of raging until they realised how wrong this all was, when Dad said I could stay.
And that was that. Our family split down the middle, me and Josh too shocked to fully question it. Josh refused to answer any of my texts in the beginning, but I was OK with that. Dad wasn’t alone, despite how he constantly tried to tell me it would’ve been fine if he were. Despite how he kept trying to encourage me to go be with Mom and Josh.
The day he died though, the world truly went to hell. Not because he died, it was just a fucking horrible coincidence. Bombs exploded, more people died, and all the adults turned into Ghoulies, (not even sure where that comes from, but I heard some younger kids calling them that). Hence my sudden utter fear for my birthday.
Because no one truly knows how old the threshold is, just that it’s in no way sixteen. Actually, no one’s sure if there is a milestone, but I’m not taking any chances when it comes to my eighteenth. Not if it’s as soon as midnight strikes on my birthday, or if it has to be down to the minute I was born. I can’t take chances, not when I have no idea if Josh is safe.
So that’s why I’m making the trek to Glendale. It’s why I stole whatever cars I could in the beginning, and have been finding any possible way of making the trip a little quicker since everything went to shit. I have to know that he’s all right, that he’s surviving. Even if I don’t see him for long. He’s my little brother, after all, and despite our differences that’ll always mean something… Right?
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‘Depends,’ I admit, tilting my head a little to one side in an appraising look that I’d seen my father give before. ‘If the person sat across from me is inferior, then of course.’
The façade of mafia princess, however, isn’t one I’ve ever been good at holding up for long. I scoff before the effect can properly settle.
‘Honestly? I think there’s always at least one time someone feels superior to others. Even if it’s only for a second; less than the time it takes for your heart to beat. Everyone has different qualities, so they’re probably superior to others at something, and that’s a feeling that is instinctive, I think.’
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