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@clark-kent-dailyplanet
Hey there folks! Daily Planet reporter Clark Kent here! Here to report sensational stories.
Not sponsored by anyone.
I’m often asked how I get exclusives with Superman, and that is because I just get there first. 😁
From Smallville, Kansas ❤️
you have to be kinder to people with memory issues.
you have to be kinder to people who are slow processors.
you have to be kinder to people who don't understand your jokes.
you have to be kinder to people who forget important dates.
you have to be kinder to people with cognitive decline.
you have to be kinder to people who were always this way, too.
you have to be kind. you have to be kind.
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
"what had to be done. now're you gonna be a problem too?"
she keeps the gun pointed square at Clark's head unaware of the fact that it would never be able to do anything.
He had a chance- they all had a chance at redemption! What could possibly make you justify this?!
*Clark gets louder, trying to not step in the blood, he can’t afford to keep ruining his shoes.*
"no they didn't, all these animals didn't deserve it neither"
one of the men on the ground start to twitch and frank maintains eye contact while she gifts the man another three shots to the head
"they're pests. I put em down"
*Clark flinches at the shots, hearing the heart beat go out.*
You’re murdering these people! They could’ve had lives! Families! You’re killing generations!
"yeah they had lives and this is how they spent em. so this is how I spend mine."
"what're you here for anyways? you got business with these rats?"
I’m.. supposed to be reporting on the corruption in this city. But I guess I have a better topic.
If you think I’m letting you get away with this you’re dead wrong, pal.
"we're not pals and I don't give a shit about what you can do to me. you wanna pick a fight? go ahead"
she holds her gun in her left hand, pointing it at the ground as she walks past clark, giving him a solid shoulder check before heading to the door behind him.
*Clark is an immovable object. Francis shoulder checked a wall.*
*Clark follows her heartbeat as he takes pictures of the scene before him.*
"goddamn" with that one check she knows he's not just some journalist. she keeps that info in her pocket.
she knows when she's being followed so she just heads over to the docks. taking a bus and then walking over to a bench.
she pulls out a cigarette from her pack and lights it in her mouth, the blood on her hands all crusted and dried now.
*He sends what he has to Lois. He’ll let her take the credit for writing it, he’ll give picture credit to Jimmy, and take a reference credit.*
*He also of course calls the police, and leaves before he’s found.*
* @superman-metropolis glides down in front of Francis.*
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
"what had to be done. now're you gonna be a problem too?"
she keeps the gun pointed square at Clark's head unaware of the fact that it would never be able to do anything.
He had a chance- they all had a chance at redemption! What could possibly make you justify this?!
*Clark gets louder, trying to not step in the blood, he can’t afford to keep ruining his shoes.*
"no they didn't, all these animals didn't deserve it neither"
one of the men on the ground start to twitch and frank maintains eye contact while she gifts the man another three shots to the head
"they're pests. I put em down"
*Clark flinches at the shots, hearing the heart beat go out.*
You’re murdering these people! They could’ve had lives! Families! You’re killing generations!
"yeah they had lives and this is how they spent em. so this is how I spend mine."
"what're you here for anyways? you got business with these rats?"
I’m.. supposed to be reporting on the corruption in this city. But I guess I have a better topic.
If you think I’m letting you get away with this you’re dead wrong, pal.
"we're not pals and I don't give a shit about what you can do to me. you wanna pick a fight? go ahead"
she holds her gun in her left hand, pointing it at the ground as she walks past clark, giving him a solid shoulder check before heading to the door behind him.
*Clark is an immovable object. Francis shoulder checked a wall.*
*Clark follows her heartbeat as he takes pictures of the scene before him.*
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
"what had to be done. now're you gonna be a problem too?"
she keeps the gun pointed square at Clark's head unaware of the fact that it would never be able to do anything.
He had a chance- they all had a chance at redemption! What could possibly make you justify this?!
*Clark gets louder, trying to not step in the blood, he can’t afford to keep ruining his shoes.*
"no they didn't, all these animals didn't deserve it neither"
one of the men on the ground start to twitch and frank maintains eye contact while she gifts the man another three shots to the head
"they're pests. I put em down"
*Clark flinches at the shots, hearing the heart beat go out.*
You’re murdering these people! They could’ve had lives! Families! You’re killing generations!
"yeah they had lives and this is how they spent em. so this is how I spend mine."
"what're you here for anyways? you got business with these rats?"
I’m.. supposed to be reporting on the corruption in this city. But I guess I have a better topic.
If you think I’m letting you get away with this you’re dead wrong, pal.
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
"what had to be done. now're you gonna be a problem too?"
she keeps the gun pointed square at Clark's head unaware of the fact that it would never be able to do anything.
He had a chance- they all had a chance at redemption! What could possibly make you justify this?!
*Clark gets louder, trying to not step in the blood, he can’t afford to keep ruining his shoes.*
"no they didn't, all these animals didn't deserve it neither"
one of the men on the ground start to twitch and frank maintains eye contact while she gifts the man another three shots to the head
"they're pests. I put em down"
*Clark flinches at the shots, hearing the heart beat go out.*
You’re murdering these people! They could’ve had lives! Families! You’re killing generations!
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
"what had to be done. now're you gonna be a problem too?"
she keeps the gun pointed square at Clark's head unaware of the fact that it would never be able to do anything.
He had a chance- they all had a chance at redemption! What could possibly make you justify this?!
*Clark gets louder, trying to not step in the blood, he can’t afford to keep ruining his shoes.*
open rp: rats to the slaughter
frank watched as the blood dripped out of his latest target's slit neck.
The man's arms were tied up and rested on a meat hook, he could only gurgle and cry as the blood filled his mouth and lungs.
frank felt no remorse, this was justice. this was fair.
after the man stopped moving frank grabbed her coat and stepped over a few the dozens of dead bodies on the ground, the blood a thin layer on the cold concrete floor, staining it a darker tone.
a click from behind and frank pulled out a hand pistol and pointed it at the door. she narrowed her eyes
"what're you doin here?"
*Clark’s reporter persona drops the second his senses pick up the blood and the dying heartbeat of a man who could’ve had a chance.*
*He recoils at the pool of blood.*
What have you done?
Someone edited a picture of you as a teen and made you really skinny. I showed the picture to your father and I kid you not, he said: "That ain't Clark Kent! That's Bark Bent!"
...I feel so bad for laughing as hard as I did.
@kentfamilyfarms
*Embarrassed*
Maaa! Come on!
*Bruce Wayne enters the Daily Planet. Many, many handshakes are exchanged on the way to the man he's here to see. When he reaches Clark, he offers his hand for a handshake just like everyone else*
Clark! Good to see you.
@gothamsbillionaire
Mr Wayne! Good to see you too.
*Clark is acutely aware of the attention being on a first name basis with a billionaire would bring.*
I read your and Lois' newest interview with Superman, very interesting. Speaking of, is she around?
Uhh.. *Clark looks around a bit*
I haven’t seen her, no. Why?
Just wanted to say hi. Well, it was good to see you. I'll be around for the day.
*He pats Clark on his shoulder and walks away, not before whispering "roof" to him*
*Clark nods a bit and smiles*
See you around! Mr. Perry I’m taking my 10!
“You just got here!?”
*@superman-metropolis is on the roof in a minute.*
*Bruce Wayne enters the Daily Planet. Many, many handshakes are exchanged on the way to the man he's here to see. When he reaches Clark, he offers his hand for a handshake just like everyone else*
Clark! Good to see you.
@gothamsbillionaire
Mr Wayne! Good to see you too.
*Clark is acutely aware of the attention being on a first name basis with a billionaire would bring.*
I read your and Lois' newest interview with Superman, very interesting. Speaking of, is she around?
Uhh.. *Clark looks around a bit*
I haven’t seen her, no. Why?
Excuse me, could I get one... "bat burger"?
@gothamsbillionaire
"Uhhh sure man you wanna make a meal with that or just stick with doing a burger??"
Let's make it a meal.
"Sure. That means drink of your choice and fries and do you want said fries jokerized or?"
I'll just do a Coke or Pepsi. ...Jokerized?
"It's like special seasoning we put on the fries. It's like white, red, purple and green."
Sure, why not.
"Cool. That'll be $10.78."
*Bruce gets out his wallet and hands him a hundred dollar bill*
You can keep the change.
"..I....uh...thank you."
Thank you.
*He steps back and waits for his order*
The order didn't take long. It was late so the place was barely packed anyway.
*He takes his order and starts to head out*
Do you think this place will ever get sued?
Are.. Are you threatening them?
*Genuine confusion*
".....that's what I wanne know."
While I’m here- could I get 4 Batburgers with jokerized fries and spicy fear toxin sauce… I’m ordering for the office-
*He’s a terrible liar.*
He blinked at him.
"....aren't you that reporter from Metropolis??"
He still started putting the order in the register.
Yes I am! Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
Zayne gave a little smile.
"Me and some friends read your stuff!"
He glanced at the register.
"Order will be $29.25...but what are you doing all the way in Gotham?"
Oh thank you! It means a lot.
*Clark gets his wallet out as he talks.*
Well I’m currently investigating lead pipes in city infrastructure to- aw heck I don’t have enough cash.
*Clark pulls out one of 2 cards he has, a debit card. The only other card he has is a daily planet badge. He doesn’t understand credit cards.*
-to hold companies accountable and to get people drinking healthier water. I had an anonymous tip to check Gotham.
Zayne raised an eyebrow but didn't question it.
"Heck of a tip, honestly, the water situation here....sucks seriously. It's considered a dare to go and swim in the Bay Area and, apparently, even Aquaman refuses to swim in those waters."
He took the card to scan.
"Must have been a sucky drive traffic here also sucks...walking is like the only way to get to places quickly at this point."
He’s pretty well acquainted with the city. The people deserve clean water.
Yes-! I..drove here. Traffic was bad.
*Nods*
"...glad you think so."
He handed the man back his card.
"Order will be out in a bit....were kinda short-staffed."
Oh no please take your time!
He gave a little smile of appreciation before going to the back to help what looked like two other people. He came back out after a bit with the food.
Oh thank you so much.
*Clark smiles*
Excuse me, could I get one... "bat burger"?
@gothamsbillionaire
"Uhhh sure man you wanna make a meal with that or just stick with doing a burger??"
Let's make it a meal.
"Sure. That means drink of your choice and fries and do you want said fries jokerized or?"
I'll just do a Coke or Pepsi. ...Jokerized?
"It's like special seasoning we put on the fries. It's like white, red, purple and green."
Sure, why not.
"Cool. That'll be $10.78."
*Bruce gets out his wallet and hands him a hundred dollar bill*
You can keep the change.
"..I....uh...thank you."
Thank you.
*He steps back and waits for his order*
The order didn't take long. It was late so the place was barely packed anyway.
*He takes his order and starts to head out*
Do you think this place will ever get sued?
Are.. Are you threatening them?
*Genuine confusion*
".....that's what I wanne know."
While I’m here- could I get 4 Batburgers with jokerized fries and spicy fear toxin sauce… I’m ordering for the office-
*He’s a terrible liar.*
He blinked at him.
"....aren't you that reporter from Metropolis??"
He still started putting the order in the register.
Yes I am! Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
Zayne gave a little smile.
"Me and some friends read your stuff!"
He glanced at the register.
"Order will be $29.25...but what are you doing all the way in Gotham?"
Oh thank you! It means a lot.
*Clark gets his wallet out as he talks.*
Well I’m currently investigating lead pipes in city infrastructure to- aw heck I don’t have enough cash.
*Clark pulls out one of 2 cards he has, a debit card. The only other card he has is a daily planet badge. He doesn’t understand credit cards.*
-to hold companies accountable and to get people drinking healthier water. I had an anonymous tip to check Gotham.
Zayne raised an eyebrow but didn't question it.
"Heck of a tip, honestly, the water situation here....sucks seriously. It's considered a dare to go and swim in the Bay Area and, apparently, even Aquaman refuses to swim in those waters."
He took the card to scan.
"Must have been a sucky drive traffic here also sucks...walking is like the only way to get to places quickly at this point."
He’s pretty well acquainted with the city. The people deserve clean water.
Yes-! I..drove here. Traffic was bad.
*Nods*
"...glad you think so."
He handed the man back his card.
"Order will be out in a bit....were kinda short-staffed."
Oh no please take your time!
Excuse me, could I get one... "bat burger"?
@gothamsbillionaire
"Uhhh sure man you wanna make a meal with that or just stick with doing a burger??"
Let's make it a meal.
"Sure. That means drink of your choice and fries and do you want said fries jokerized or?"
I'll just do a Coke or Pepsi. ...Jokerized?
"It's like special seasoning we put on the fries. It's like white, red, purple and green."
Sure, why not.
"Cool. That'll be $10.78."
*Bruce gets out his wallet and hands him a hundred dollar bill*
You can keep the change.
"..I....uh...thank you."
Thank you.
*He steps back and waits for his order*
The order didn't take long. It was late so the place was barely packed anyway.
*He takes his order and starts to head out*
Do you think this place will ever get sued?
Are.. Are you threatening them?
*Genuine confusion*
".....that's what I wanne know."
While I’m here- could I get 4 Batburgers with jokerized fries and spicy fear toxin sauce… I’m ordering for the office-
*He’s a terrible liar.*
He blinked at him.
"....aren't you that reporter from Metropolis??"
He still started putting the order in the register.
Yes I am! Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
Zayne gave a little smile.
"Me and some friends read your stuff!"
He glanced at the register.
"Order will be $29.25...but what are you doing all the way in Gotham?"
Oh thank you! It means a lot.
*Clark gets his wallet out as he talks.*
Well I’m currently investigating lead pipes in city infrastructure to- aw heck I don’t have enough cash.
*Clark pulls out one of 2 cards he has, a debit card. The only other card he has is a daily planet badge. He doesn’t understand credit cards.*
-to hold companies accountable and to get people drinking healthier water. I had an anonymous tip to check Gotham.
Zayne raised an eyebrow but didn't question it.
"Heck of a tip, honestly, the water situation here....sucks seriously. It's considered a dare to go and swim in the Bay Area and, apparently, even Aquaman refuses to swim in those waters."
He took the card to scan.
"Must have been a sucky drive traffic here also sucks...walking is like the only way to get to places quickly at this point."
He’s pretty well acquainted with the city. The people deserve clean water.
Yes-! I..drove here. Traffic was bad.
*Nods*
Excuse me, could I get one... "bat burger"?
@gothamsbillionaire
"Uhhh sure man you wanna make a meal with that or just stick with doing a burger??"
Let's make it a meal.
"Sure. That means drink of your choice and fries and do you want said fries jokerized or?"
I'll just do a Coke or Pepsi. ...Jokerized?
"It's like special seasoning we put on the fries. It's like white, red, purple and green."
Sure, why not.
"Cool. That'll be $10.78."
*Bruce gets out his wallet and hands him a hundred dollar bill*
You can keep the change.
"..I....uh...thank you."
Thank you.
*He steps back and waits for his order*
The order didn't take long. It was late so the place was barely packed anyway.
*He takes his order and starts to head out*
Do you think this place will ever get sued?
Are.. Are you threatening them?
*Genuine confusion*
".....that's what I wanne know."
While I’m here- could I get 4 Batburgers with jokerized fries and spicy fear toxin sauce… I’m ordering for the office-
*He’s a terrible liar.*
He blinked at him.
"....aren't you that reporter from Metropolis??"
He still started putting the order in the register.
Yes I am! Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
Zayne gave a little smile.
"Me and some friends read your stuff!"
He glanced at the register.
"Order will be $29.25...but what are you doing all the way in Gotham?"
Oh thank you! It means a lot.
*Clark gets his wallet out as he talks.*
Well I’m currently investigating lead pipes in city infrastructure to- aw heck I don’t have enough cash.
*Clark pulls out one of 2 cards he has, a debit card. The only other card he has is a daily planet badge. He doesn’t understand credit cards.*
-to hold companies accountable and to get people drinking healthier water. I had an anonymous tip to check Gotham.
*Bruce Wayne enters the Daily Planet. Many, many handshakes are exchanged on the way to the man he's here to see. When he reaches Clark, he offers his hand for a handshake just like everyone else*
Clark! Good to see you.
@gothamsbillionaire
Mr Wayne! Good to see you too.
*Clark is acutely aware of the attention being on a first name basis with a billionaire would bring.*
Excuse me, could I get one... "bat burger"?
@gothamsbillionaire
"Uhhh sure man you wanna make a meal with that or just stick with doing a burger??"
Let's make it a meal.
"Sure. That means drink of your choice and fries and do you want said fries jokerized or?"
I'll just do a Coke or Pepsi. ...Jokerized?
"It's like special seasoning we put on the fries. It's like white, red, purple and green."
Sure, why not.
"Cool. That'll be $10.78."
*Bruce gets out his wallet and hands him a hundred dollar bill*
You can keep the change.
"..I....uh...thank you."
Thank you.
*He steps back and waits for his order*
The order didn't take long. It was late so the place was barely packed anyway.
*He takes his order and starts to head out*
Do you think this place will ever get sued?
Are.. Are you threatening them?
*Genuine confusion*
".....that's what I wanne know."
While I’m here- could I get 4 Batburgers with jokerized fries and spicy fear toxin sauce… I’m ordering for the office-
*He’s a terrible liar.*
He blinked at him.
"....aren't you that reporter from Metropolis??"
He still started putting the order in the register.
Yes I am! Clark Kent from the Daily Planet.
