#prettydollsparlor

[strikesfearbringshope]

⠀⠀⠀(( Continued ask for @prettydollsparlor )) ⠀⠀⠀The body was identified successfully. Antonio Del Rio. Batman's arms crossed over his chest as Alfred read the file to him - documenting the strange deformed twin he had growing from his abdomen. The Bat noted the abnormalities, before looking up above the corpse. ⠀⠀⠀"Wrong..." He quietly mused, "Alfred. I'm wondering if the victim's final state didn't match what the killer wanted. It seems as though the killer wasn't satisfied with the way this kill turned out... Or maybe with the way the victim died." ⠀⠀⠀"Bruising on the knuckles. He struggled. At least he didn't go without a fight..." Batman's thoughts rattled around his skull. "Maybe I could try to ID the killer through the dried blood..." ⠀⠀⠀The Bat reached into his belt, pulling out a single cotton swab. He reached up and dabbed the victim's knuckles, taking a sample of blood and gently placing it into a small container. A compartment opened up on his gauntlet, and upon placing the container inside, it closed up with a quiet whirring sound. ⠀⠀⠀"Alfred. I'm sending a blood sample. See if you can ID another person from it - I've taken it from Antonio Del Rio's knuckles. It looks as though he put up a fight... Maybe the killer's blood stained his knuckles." ⠀⠀⠀"Of course sir, just a moment..." A quiet pause whilst the Batcomputer analysed the sample. "...And, there. Hm. It appears as though the blood belongs to one Lazlo Valentin, sir." ⠀⠀⠀"Good work, Alfred. See if you can find a list of Valentin's properties. We'll start there." ⠀⠀⠀"Already on it, sir. It appears as though Mr Valentin owned a single business - sending you the address now. Do be careful, won't you, master Bruce?" ⠀⠀⠀"Thanks, Alfred." Turning on his heels, Batman used his grapnel gun to launch himself into Gotham's sky, making his way towards the building he hoped the deranged lunatic would be holed up in.

[twomindedsubject]

starter for ~.@prettydollsparlor .~

~. "Two-Face said that if I don't watch it in the future- he'll pay you to er a s e me. Now exactly how were you two planning on doing that, Hm?"

Harvey flipped the coin in his hand, one - two. Stop. Then again. One, two. The ex-DA found himself getting annoyed often with his other half - but hearing those threats were a whole other ordeal. "You can touch his - but not mine. Kapiche?" ~.

[twomindedsubject]

Continued from here ~ . @prettydollsparlor ~

~ Ah. Great. Just perfect. The two of them remained equally as unamused as the one and only Professor Pyg turned around to greet them. His body recoiled slightly however, the slight unpleasant odor of death coming off of him. While Harvey and Two-Face could deal with the dead, they didn't like the mess of it that others seemed to. "Pyg. Should've known it was you," Neither one of them was in any particular mood to entertain the Pig's flare for drama tonight. So he kept his distance, allowing for Harvey to take control. For now. "We've been conflicted. Torn. Half-minded about things... As per usual. And you..." One last peek at that smelly, sullied bodybag. "...You've been busy - I see."~

[strikesfearbringshope]

*Down, down, in the depths of the docks as thunder crackled and rain battered down on the slick metal of the docks surface, something cut through the cacophony-*

*Through an old speaker nearby, likely once used to call out shipping times and other such things, singing crackled out...opera singing*

*The song cried out, combined with the setting almost feeling like a twisted sirens song, as the faded medical gown clad on a hanging corpse gently fluttered in the stormy breeze...*

(@prettydollsparlor)

⠀⠀⠀The strange music caught the Bat's attention first. He'd been watching the city closely, as he always did on patrol. Gotham was his playground, after all. It was his gift, his responsibility to keep her safe. On this night, unbeknownst to the man beneath the cowl, he'd find a horror unlike anything he'd seen before. Something deeply disturbing, and a case that may just shift Gotham's standing for a long, long time. ⠀⠀⠀"Alfred," he spoke over the comms, "I'm picking up some strange music. It sounds like opera music. Calibrating the cowl to locate the origin of the music." ⠀⠀⠀"Very good, sir. I shall standby to aid you with anything you may uncover." ⠀⠀⠀Triangulating the source, Batman eventually came upon the horrific sight. He landed nearby with a thud, his boots hitting the cold metal beneath him with each step he took towards the mutilated, hanging body. ⠀⠀⠀At first, horror took over his expressions. Then, anger. He gritted his teeth, tensed his jaw, and growled down the comms to his oldest mentor. ⠀⠀⠀"Alfred. I've found a body. I'm going to perform a full deep tissue scan. Send me the results as soon as you can, and leave an anonymous tip for GCPD." Batman stared up at the body, his cowl scanning it, attempting to identify the victim. ⠀⠀⠀"In the meantime, I'm going to see if I can find any clues at the scene. I'll be in touch, Alfred." ⠀⠀⠀"As will I, sir. I will let you know the results of the database scan."

(( @prettydollsparlor ))

[twomindedsubject]

*Before Pyg even came into sight, the opera music introduced him. It rang out down a far alley, echoing out against the brick walls through crackling speakers and out into the rainy night*

*His shadow was visible at the back of the alley, humming along with the opera music as he dragged a suspiciously body-shaped sack around the corner. He was alone, close to his parlor, on his way home - or at least, he thought he was alone, as he came close to the neon sign of his parlor* (@prettydollsparlor)

~ ...Rain. Perhaps he should've brought an umbrella. But umbrellas almost made him queasy lately. Made him think of a certain wobbling, frantic penguin; - making it back and forth in his VIP room of the Iceberg Lounge. Yapping on and on about the Commissioner Gordon when he tried his darndest to listen in on 'Two Hounddogs' by Bill Haley on his dual-frequency radio. So no umbrella it is. ~The mysterious silhouette of a person dragging a bodybag barely made the two of them flinch when the horrendous scene came into view. Just another regular evening in the Gotham scene.

"...~If you are planning on achieving concealment of a human corpse - perhaps you're better off doing so not in plain sight."~