The Starlight wrote:New Jordslag wrote:Naw, that guy ain't scary. Know what is scary?:
Fuckin' Zombie Nazis. Even on the Movie Screen, they stare at you. Watching. Hungering. Waiting for a wrong move.
But imagine. You're performing your first robbery at a bank under reconstruction. It's midnight. You're grabbing the money, everything's going well, and then the lights flicker. And then they go out. One of your buddies goes upstairs to check it out. Five seconds later, you hear a body hit the floor. Another dude goes, and you hear a short burst of gunfire, before another body hits the floor. The lights flicker again, just long enough to see a huge, black figure, gliding over the rafters. Is that a bat? No, it couldn't be, but you go to check it out with another dude, who's at your right. All of a sudden, he's gone, and you can hear the screams. You fire your gun into the air, screaming, "Who-who- are you??!!" You hear a man, no, not a man, a beast, a monster's reply as a growl, and a whisper too...."I'm Batman."
"Sure. And I'm Brad Pitt. Back off, will ya, buddy? Your breath stinks."
That's what I would say if Batman ever did that to me.