#thecrowdothcaw

[therewillalwaysbecrime-blog]

thecrowdothcaw has met the Bat

Batman scowled in the darkness. His teeth gritted together, as his eyes and head darted back and forth within this darkened building. "Crane. Come out!" Batman demanded. He thought about this throughly, and the best conclusion for a plan of attack would to get him out in the open. After all, Crane was the dramatic kind of villain. 'Get him in the open, get behind him, take him out from a distance.' Bruce thought to himself.

[youneverlookdeeper-archive]

thecrowdothcaw replied to your post “I ship you with being left behind.”

I second the grayface's sentiment. ({CRANE IS A BAG OF DICKS!})

"Shut up Crane."

[notasadlittlegirl]

I'm not Afraid of Anything

"I need those chemicals, apprentice. They are located in the biochemical wing of the Gotham Laboratories, near Blackgate Prison. Do not fail me."  

Terra relayed the mission in her head as she stood on top of a boulder that was floating mid air at late night Gotham. Her face was extremely bland as she felt the cold breeze caress her cheeks. She kept a determined stance as she stood ontop of the floating boulder, her gloved hands glowed a soft yellow as they were controlling the chunk of Earth.

She noticed Blackgate Prison not too far away, she then saw the labs that was right next to it. She broke the bleak look on her face as she put her hand to her ear, an earpiece could be seen. "I'm getting close, I'll report to you if anything happens." Her voice was monotonous as she spoke to her commander. 

She landed softly on the rooftop of the lab, ripping apart the air vent she gritted her teeth and took a deep breath before jumping in. 

[undyingsymbol]

//I'm new here, bu from what I've seen from lurking about, I love how you've handled bats' relationships and allowed them to develop and such, I can't think of what to explore more 'OTL

I'd do the same kind of ask for you, but, uh.. I don't think I've seen any of your threads.

[trapped-beneath-the-roaring-blog]

thecrowdothcaw meets the crow

The crow cawed down as Dr. Crane walked down the street. It fluttered down to a low hanging street light and looked precariously at him. It's black eyes looking down towards him.

[areyoumyalice]

Pipe organs (shut up I have an obsession)

No matter what is being played, pipe organ always makes Jervis rather afraid. He associates it with haunted houses and old monsters in black capes and masks.

[ruafaoladh]

Can't you listen, child? For my research into the psychology of fear.

Oh!

Psychology!

I love psychology!

[ruafaoladh]

I keep them on all my subjects. I'm a researcher first and foremost, child. I must keep notes.

I'm...a subject?

For what??