Dark!AUS are hard to get rid of okay.

[everythingyoustoodfor]

So you've finalized some details in your head, you've made some plans and just because there's a lull in that absolute joke you call a personal life you think that you can spend the day playing god with a bunch of other people's lives?

...Why should your status as our "writer" matter in any way shape or form? You belittle other people for having ideas different then yours, you extoll the virtues of a mercilessly corrupt system in favor of what-sitting there decadent so that you can play god? And not even god of worlds that you created.

That's-what you do. [and he'll address dear_mun at large] That's what you all do. You praise hate and violence but wear masks rather then fight your battles openly and honestly. While people starve, on your street you sit at home and make jokes about what kind of pizza you want to order without even getting up to reach the phone. You waste your time with useless causes writing letters and...and sending kickstarters when you could be on the street, helping the needy and the broken.

[He believes. He believes wholeheartedly]...A fire will rise.

It will rise, and it will burn this whole place to the ground.

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[laughingalltheway]

Oh, oh oh. So nice to see someone taking sense. Ha... Ah-ha. Ha ha...

How entertaining they are, hmm?

[everythingyoustoodfor]

[Once upon a time he hated you clown.

That's changed somewhat. Quite a bit actually but.]

Writers? No. Oppressive maybe.

[laughingalltheway]

[ Oh how pleased he would be to know that little bit of reality. ]

Do you intend to, say, "fight the system", hmm? Light the match? Lead the march? Oh, do tell. I love stories, fantasies, fairy tales; those sorts of things, oh yes.

[everythingyoustoodfor]

[Something twitches in his face.]

that is not my place.

[laughingalltheway]

[ Hm. ]

Bound into a set place, are you? Tsk, you're wearing awfully silly shackles.

[everythingyoustoodfor]

I have a place.

[spoken with the fevor of a true believer.]

Which is more then certain others could say.

[lazarustaxa]

How fascinating, the roads untraveled. And what truths are seen in them. Pride, envy, lust. Such desires give rise to actions. Apathy is the only true sin.

[everythingyoustoodfor]

[All of the unease. All of the nervousness. ]

....I'm no longer apathetic.

[Otherwise why is he yelling at his writer. :/]

I was. [He licks his lips] ma'am.

[lazarustaxa]

Now, detective. We do not show shame for our beginnings. It is only what comes after which determines our worth. What we are. One who bends, one who breaks, or one who becomes.

The question is, in this dark little fantasy of your controller, which do you claim?

[everythingyoustoodfor]

[They bought him. He didn't come cheaply, but they knew the right words to say to someone who had spent their whole life fighting to survive in a system where the odds were stacked against him.

And he had almost questioned his loyalties until the league's power had been made apparent and clear.]

...One who accepted.

[Gordon lied. So you chose the road that's already clear. His father was a gambler too.]

One who realized that Gotham was beyond saving when the very person who had supposedly saved it had lied.

[lazarustaxa]

I suppose that suffices. In part. Before discovering where a path leads, you must first know why it is under foot. But such is only a piece, not a goal in and of itself.

[everythingyoustoodfor]

I spent my whole life, fighting against a system that was stacked against me. Struggling, day in and day out. And when it came down to it, the system I thought I was defending was hopeless.

Corrupted. Just look at this, these...writers could be saving the world. Out fighting for other causes and what do they do? They toss a few dollars toward some cause-they don't even put the money in the person's hand. Look them in their eyes and see their hurt or their pain. Instead of living life, they sit in the dark in front of...of screens living fictional lives!

Gotham's no better. Gotham's worse. It's like a big...a big zit on the face of the country. setting standards, deciding trends. It needed...what happened.

[3 months down in the dark. Stockholm Syndrome perfected]

[wise_lil_wolf]

[Whoa. There's a lot of fiery passion to the emotional energy spectrum emulating from this, but he's picking up a lot of blackness, too.]

It isn't all bad, really.

I know it sounds silly, but some Mundanes really need this.

As someone from a dark!AU, I should know.