#gothamevent

[risingdove]

Dawn didn’t really have an idea of what was going on but the one thing she knew was innocent people were in danger and though she was a regular person, while danger was present, she couldn’t let people just be harmed. Though perhaps dressing like a big bird around Halloween perhaps wasn’t a great idea. Especially when there were two armed officers pointing guns at hostages with a crazed look in their eyes. “Look, no one has to get hurt.” She breathed, raising her hand to gesture them to lower their weapons. However, when she heard the gun click, she rushed into action, gliding in with a series of kicks. Catching her breath, she looked around at the ensuing chaos. “What the hell is going on?” She murmured, looking to her surroundings. @fallengothamstarters​

[warrenworthingtoniii]

@fallengothamstarters​​

As he’d approached the gas, desperate to help the screaming people who’d been below him. His already moulting wings had caught flame. Forcing him to drop from the sky like a rock, hitting a tree on the way down. It’s bare and sharp branches scraping against his body like clawed fingers before slamming against the pavement. Warren let out a pained gasp as he tried to peel himself off of the ground. Everything ached but that wasn’t his biggest concern. He could still practically feel the burning sensation on his back, unaware it was just a trick of his mind. Too scared to look behind him at what remained of the wings on his back. The screaming of the people around him was so much louder now that he was grounded. He glanced up at a figure as they approached him. Suddenly, extremely aware of his vulnerable state. “Stay back,” He warned.

[cfstarlord]

“Listen listen, I pinky promise with a cherry at the top, I’m not trying to kill you, okay? So could you please stop pointing that thing at me like you’re gonna swing it at my head? See? No weapon in my hand, nice feeling right? You try it now.” / @fallengothamstarters​

[cfterra]

The world was SHAKING. No matter how much she tried to breath, to calm herself, to reign it in...  it just didn’t work. The world trembled at her fingertips, which was ironic considering Tara herself was at the mercy of her powers, which were the mercy of her damn emotions. It was one big nasty circle she couldn’t shake no matter how big of an inhale she took. GOD DAMMIT. There was a shatter of something, she didn’t dare look up to find out what she broke this time. It was all too much, all too much... “Imsorry.” She whispered, more to herself then anyone else. All that time trying to learn control all to amount to nothing, to this. The thing she strived for most in the world, control, and it was all gone. / @fallengothamstarters​

[mindsovermetal]

His hands groped the air from a phantom amongst the breeze, the airborne spores, the telepath only got wind of the intentions of a scarecrow moments before it was released into the night atmosphere - foolish he believed the mutants would be spared but no. It wasn’t the case, having only blanketed one of his children’s minds, Scott Summers. Whilst it spread east to west, roamed the fear plaguing like a sickness of biblical proportions over the city. Divine and human authority disappeared into madness. “Scott, Scott, Scott,” the thing with Charles is he suppress his power his mind without Cerebro can jump from country to country... However, the last time he reach and spread through minds was when Apocalypse was puppeteering him. And he wasn’t sure if he was reaching Scott at all. “Scott. Can you hear me?!” He called knowing that in the midst of it all, he was being a tad messy and this message was probably getting to more then just Scott. But it was an urgent emergency, Jean’s fear of losing control priority over all else. “Scott!” 

@cfcyclops​

[ofenigma]

@fallengothamstarters​

“Lee!?” Ed called out as he rushed into the clinic, closing the door and immediately blocking it with a waiting room chair. The sounds of screaming and gunshots sounded from outside and his first thought was Fuck the Narrows. He wasn’t defending it any longer. There was only one thing that mattered to him right now and that was Lee Thompkins. They were going to get killed if they stayed here protecting something that wasn’t even worth it. He rushed into the backroom and let out a startled gasp when he saw someone there. Immediately reaching for his gun. 

[punchyline]

@fallengothamstarters​

“Do you taste the lemon extract I added?” Punchline called out, before breathing the gas in deep. She had created this batch herself. About a year ago, she’d taken over for Joker in all of the production of the stuff. She played with it so much that she had actually developed an immunity to it. She let out a few cackles, spotting someone in the mist. “Breathe it in deep... I want to hear you laugh!” 

[shadowshxwman]

@fallengothamstarters​

Jerome hadn’t planned on attending -- but Zatanna had seemed excited about going, and he actually felt guilty saying no to her, which was strange to him. At any rate it was fun to dress up, and maybe his brother would show up, too, so he could bug him. He was wandering around, looking for someone to annoy, when he spotted someone looking at the sword hanging from his hip. “Don’t worry, it’s not real,” he said, grinning at them. “My mom says it’s not a good idea for me to carry real weapons. Temptation and all that.”