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loudlittleecho · 3 months
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Too Late to Save Them: Frozen in Time
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Nathan was ecstatic. Somehow his dad had found this once in a million asteroid on the farm. It was ice, unmelting ice, and his dad was clueless on how to use it. 
Nathan knew how to use it. 
Quickly, he chipped down. It always grew back to its original size, so why not see how far it went?
. . . That. That was why.
Nathan put in parameters. Only so many inches to be chipped. GO NO FURTHER.
He didn’t want his workers, his investors, ANYONE to see what was in the center of the ice.
A child. 
Probably a meta. 
A black haired, pale blue, (hopefully) dead child whose body continuously created unmeltable ice. 
Ignore it. Create the company. Make millions. 
. . . 
Tim Drake-Wayne was dealing with a broken arm. Again. Bernard had been very sweet though, and asked him to check up on this company, saying that the company was “hiding something.” 
Tim figured it was Bernard's way to distract him, but. . . Bernard was right. Things weren’t adding up. 
Forever Ice. Started as an insulated cup company, but quickly went to pharmaceuticals. And jacked up their prices, citing its difficulty to produce and its limited quality per batch. 
Did Tim like this? Well, if Forever Ice did what it said it did, yes. But Tim believed in the saying: “If it’s too good to be true, it probably is.”
Tim did what he did best. Researched.
Forever Ice didn’t have a patent for their material. Well. They ‘did’, but Tim’s cursory glance recognized the bullshit inside the patent. 
He easily bought one of the cups, broke it (it specifically had a warning on it. To dispose if seal is broken) and checked the innards. 
Broken bits of the icy insulant were embedded in the double insulation, and was cool to the touch- COLD to the touch, even through his gloves.  
Tim carefully pulled a piece out and tested it. 
Whatever Forever Ice was, it wasn’t originally from earth. 
It’s cellular structure was. . . well, it wasn’t quite there. Even the bat computer couldn’t pick it up. 
Tim stretched in the computer chair. He may have been benched from crime-fighting, but no one said anything about good old detective work. 
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Mrs. Freeze- Nora grimaced at the name. She needed to think of a better moniker. She was FREE. no more sick little Ballerina. No more frozen sickly wife. No more. 
Victor. . . she had loved him. They were happy. But when she got her diagnosis, Victor had started looking for a cure. Nora wanted to live the rest of her days happy. 
She had told him NO. 
She thought he had let it go. . . 
But their last dinner together, before she woke up as. . . this. . . 
He had drugged her meal. She had been aware enough to watch him gently hold her face and promise her. He would find a cure. 
He brought her to that horrible machine.
Victor had found a cure. It made her like HIM. Requiring a sub-zero temperature suit to live. 
And after he cured her, he wanted them to retire! He had LIVED. She had been suspended. Frozen in time. Before, he’d been two years older than her. But now decades of life had passed her by in that cursed cryo chamber.
Victor had lived, and changed, and aged. 
Nora hadn’t. 
And apparently during her frozen slumber, Victor had gotten an idealized version of her in his head. 
The Real Nora and the idyllic Nora had some similarities: Ballerina. Wife. Illness. Loving Victor. But they were different. Nora was a ballerina, yes. But that wasn’t her only interest. She was a wife, but she was also a daughter. A friend. An enjoyer of pasta. She had been sick. But she had a life! She had been given a timeline, and she had made a list of things she had wanted to do. She wanted to LIVE with the time given to her. And she had loved Victor. But the two of them weren’t perfect. They had their good days, and their not so good days. They worked through their communication and she had hoped to grow old with him. Before the diagnosis they had thought of. . . 
The past was the past. 
She had woken up, and she had been angry. Confused. The man in front of her didn’t look like Victor, but sounded like him. He was blue. She would be too. They needed money.
He gave her a weapon and taught her how to fire. How to fight.
This wasn’t the Victor she remembered. 
She followed him along, and as they went on their “crime spree”, she began to feel ALIVE again. 
And then Victor said they didn’t need to do this anymore, that it was time to retire. Time to find a sweet little place to enjoy the rest of their lives together. 
She argued back.
He told her she wasn’t thinking straight. It must be something with the formula. But not to worry, he would fix her.
NO.
Nora didn’t think it was the formula. She was angry, and she had a RIGHT TO BE!
Victor hadn’t understood. He wanted to make her pliant. submissive. Into the Idyllic Nora.
She shook herself out of her memories. It was over. 
She wasn’t proud of herself, but she had harmed Victor. To her, it was the only way. 
He had proven himself in the past that he would take away her autonomy. 
It was the only way to be free.
. . . 
Nora wasn’t a scientist, but she wasn’t stupid. The suit Victor had made for her wasn’t self-sustaining and she wasn’t going back to his workshop.
Not while that. . . Batman was around. 
But while she was in hiding, she had heard of this Forever Ice. 
Perhaps she’d stolen someone’s thermos. Tested it out. 
She would be able to replace the bits of her suit with this Ice and then finally, be truly, honestly, free. 
Able to make her own decisions. Be freed of Victor. Self-Reliant.
She just needed more.
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starsandhughes · 10 months
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Penalty Box Series— Quinn Hughes Edition (Eleven)
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NOVEMBER 9, 2023
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yourusername welcome back to my postgame penalty box update show: the brady bunch edition!
the boys won 5-2 tonight! and by "the boys" i do not mean brady and josh, because those two are heckin LOSERS! (jk kinda) (i love you both!) (you did lose though to be fair) (mwah!)
with this win, the canucks now have 10 wins in 13 games, which is the fastest the canucks have ever reached 10 wins! we love making history around here, folks!
quinn is at three games since his last penalty and i’m so proud! he's growing (emotionally, not physically)! you know who DID get a penalty? somehow, not brady, who's in the top 5 in the league for most penalty minutes. the man that did crime tonight was your favorite and my "tolerable at best" acquaintance: argus filch's cat, mrs. norris! a.k.a josh!
the three besties were aggressive with each other this game, and i was honestly disappointed that quinn and brady didn't throw hands. he won't fight my rat, but i was hoping he'd tussle with his bf!
brady didn't let me down though! he shoved quinn down in front of the net for zero reason at all <3 and josh and quinny drove each other into the boards (quinn got smushed) and exchanged some shoves! i’ll take what i can get, and i loved it!
way to go, besties! great game! i love you, bradley! i love you way past infinity, quinny! i like you okay, mrs. norris!
xoxo, sissy🤍
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joshnorris10 you love everybody. you adopt every player under 21 you meet. i'm one of your brother's best friends. i deserve your love.
yourusername don't tell me what to do
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_quinnhughes @/joshnorris10 she loves you
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_quinnhughes i love you way past beyond, sissy! i'm not throwing hands!
yourusername your love has limits i see
_quinnhughes it has one bound
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jackhughes HEY
lhughes_06 I TAKE OFFENSE TO THAT
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bradytkachuk @/yourusername i thought pushing him down would do it
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joshnorris10 yeah! quinn's lame!
yourusername @/joshnorris10 nice try. not gonna work.
user12 quinn said 😬 and then he said 😀 and he did both beautifully
trevorzegras did you flip your hair? did you steal my brand?
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user79 WHAT DID JOSH DO I NEED TO KNOW
user51 sissy chose violence today
colecaufield @_quinnhughes i need you to fight because sissy (i'm using my pass) is starting to demand it from me
_quinnhughes you're tough, you got it
yourusername somebody needs to give me chaos or so help me i will take the ice myself
colecaufield @/yourusername and fight who?!
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_quinnhughes @/yourusername you're less than half his size
yourusername @_quinnhughes that's my advantage
_eliaspettersson i support this
_quinnhughes @_eliaspettersson why? just why?
_eliaspettersson @_quinnhughes because i want to see who would win
trevorzegras i got my money on my girl
jackhughes i also got my money on sissy
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes you and sissy are not supposed to be betting!
jackhughes @_quinnhughes and we've chosen to ignore you!
matthew_tkachuk i got my money on little mouse!
_quinnhughes @/matthew_tkachuk stop encouraging this!
bradytkachuk team sissy!
yourusername i love my fans🤭
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trevorzegras @/jackhughes i need to know more
jackhughes @/trevorzegras she was obsessed with matt espinosa and cried when shawn mendes released his first ep because she "was so proud of him" and "felt like a proud mother" even though she's younger than him
lhughes_06 @/jackhughes @/trevorzegras and then she replaced one matt with another
trevorzegras @/lhughes_06 why would you bring that up?
lhughes_06 @/trevorzegras in a word? chaos.
user3 omfg new sissy lore😭
user48 okay but sissy vs the big cat? i’d pay to see that
lhughes_06 slay
yourusername don't... don't do that
_quinnhughes i'll try
_alexturcotte @_quinnhughes you succeed ;)
youursername i'm blocking all of you
lhughes_06 @/yourusername are you mad i didn't say you slay?
yourusername @/lhughes_06 STOP SAYING SLAY! IT'S GIVING 15 YEAR OLD GIRL
lhughes_06 @/yourusername that is not very slay of you
_alexturcotte @/yourusername very much unslay
yourusername @/lhughes_06 @_alexturcotte die.
joshnorris10 @_quinnhughes now i know she loves luke and alex and she told them to die!
_quinnhughes @/joshnorris10 you're fine she's just being silly
yourusername @/joshnorris10 i’m not being silly. you know what you did.
joshnorris10 @/bradytkachuk HELP
bradytkachuk @/joshnorris10 try matty because this is out of my skill set
joshnorris10 @/matthew_tkachuk HELP
matthew_tkachuk @/yourusername little mouse, josh doesn't know what he did and he'd like to mend things with you
yourusername @/matthew_tkachuk grrrrrrr
matthew_tkachuk @/joshnorris10 there! progress!
joshnorris10 @/matthew_tkachuk how is that progress?!
matthew_tkachuk @/joshnorris10 she doesn't argue with me so she'd have to be really mad to do that
jackhughes @/matthew_tkachuk teach me your ways
matthew_tkachuk @/jackhughes that's out of my skill set
user23 plot twist: sissy doesn't like josh because he stole her best friend
jackhughes i'd like everyone to know that sissy texted me a zoomed in video of brady pushing quinn and said "tag yourself i'm brady"
yourusername it's on sight next time i see you
jackhughes i also said i was brady?
_quinnhughes why are we pushing me? don't push me?
yourusername @_quinnhughes no i'm pushing jack
jackhughes @_quinnhughes i'm pushing you
lhughes_06 dibs on pushing sissy
trevorzegras @/lhughes_06 she's with child!
lhughes_06 @/trevorzegras i'll let her land on the couch
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trevorzegras @/yourusername i love you, forever! don't forget that!
yourusername @/trevorzegras i could never❤️ i love you, always
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fantastic-nonsense · 5 months
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Hallo!! So you replied to me on twitter the other day with your Batman Comic list thingy (its late and im tired while asking this) and I was wanting to ask if you know any really good Mr. Freeze comics I should look for and read? Love that dude fr
Hi! I'm happy to!
so the tl;dr on Mr. Freeze is that he's basically a totally different character in comics that came out before the Batman: The Animated Series episode "Heart of Ice" in 1992 than in comics that came out after that episode. The DCAU version is really the definitive version of the character, and the popularity of that portrayal changed how he was portrayed in comics afterwards. And honestly...the majority of his good stories have been told within the DCAU and its various connected comics. He's unfortunately an extremely underutilized villain in the comics even after BTAS made him popular. So, that being said, here's a few good Mr. Freeze stories.
DCAU-verse:
Batman: The Animated Series S1 Ep. 14, "Heart of Ice"
Batman & Mr. Freeze: SubZero
The Batman Adventures: Sub-Zero
The Batman Adventures: Dangerous Dames & Demons
Batman: Gotham Adventures #1, 5, 40, 43, 45, 51, 53
Many of Freeze's major non-DCAU comic appearances can be found in Batman Arkham: Mr. Freeze, and here's a list of his most prominent (and decently-written) appearances in the comics:
Batman (1940) #121 (Freeze's first appearance)
Detective Comics (1937) #373
Batman: Mr. Freeze (by Paul Dini)
Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #190-196, "Cold Snap" and "Snow"
Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #201-203, "Cold Case"
Gotham Central #1-2, "In the Line of Duty"
Batman: Gotham Knights #59, "Fire and Ice"
Batman: One Bad Day: Mr. Freeze
He also shows up as the co-villain (along with Penguin) in the Detective Comics "City of Crime" storyline (Detective Comics #800-808, #811-814) and as a supporting villain in the final arc of Cassandra Cain's Batgirl solo, Batgirl (2000) #65-73.
Hope this helps, and have fun reading!
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nerds-yearbook · 8 months
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Mr Freeze (as Mr Zero) first appeared in Batman 121#, cover date February, 1959. He was created by Dave Wood and Sheldon Moldoff. ("The Body in the Bat-Cave", "Crime Rides the Rails", "The Ice Crimes of Mr. Zero", Batman 121#)
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Salutations fellow latin american BNHA fan (brasileira, e tu?),
I really like your villain analyses and there's a particular concept I've quite recently in love with: Geten & Toga being besties.
I'm honestly so dissapointed that Geten gets almost zero spotlight and exploration so I've turned to fanfic & tumblr for content. With Geten and Dabi, I see them mostly as those cousins who are completely catty/petty/downright hostile but an absolute force of nature when they have a common enemy (a sort of "none bullies them but me" situtation).
Meanwhile, I absolutely see Toga fangirling over how pretty Geten actually is and dragging him to shop & do makeovers. Geten is obviously annoyed at first but eventually stops minding and looks forward to hangouts with Toga. I sorta see them having frequent movie nights & sleepovers where Toga just introduces Geten to ALL the pop culture he missed as a result of his upbringing. I see this developing into a "sunshine + grumpy" type friendship except both are willing to kill for the other. Also they'd definately gossip about pretty much everyone they come across. Toga also getting Geten to act more his age and being much more mischevious. Imagine it: both reaking havoc, becoming sooooo sassy, and Geten discovering his hidden talent of verbally destroying people's self-esteem. ReDestro is happy his general got a friend, Compress is amused, Twice & Spinner are happy for Toga, Dabi is even more annoyed the gremlin has a partner in crime, Shigaraki is a mix of amused/annoyed/happy for Toga, the rest of the PLF is fearing for its life/self esteem, and Hawks is very concerened for the survival of Hero Society.
Bonus: they're the first to find out about ShigaDabi dating and tell everyone (imagine Geten being bored, going to annoy Dabi, walking into a ShigaDabi makeout, awkward staring, Geten slamming the door + running to tell Toga, Dabi chasing after him to keep his mouth shut)
They're also Barbie girlies and go to watch with Twice.
Kkk eu não sou brasileira, mais pode me falar quando quiser ;) morei lá um tempo, então falo e entendo português de Brasil!!! (acho)
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Can I adopt this concept to my general view of bnha? Please? Because I absolutely adore it!!! It's sooooo gooooood!!!!!!!
I think at first Geten thought Toga was just annoying him on purpose. He doesn't have a high concept of the League, just that they're disrespectful to ReDestro and he hates them for that. Then, he realized Toga acted like it with anyone and was a bit surprised. It was her personality all along? Being that intense?
I imagine Toga wanting a shopping day and begging Tomura until he convinces ReDestro and sends Geten with Toga. Geten thinks it's another waste of time but ends up having fun and relaxing a bit. Mostly because Toga is so animated, it takes too much energy to be grumpy all the time around her. It is easy to just go by. Let her drag him to try out new clothing and coats. Let her chat about how pretty his eyelashes are, how she likes white hair, etc etc etc.
The tiny look of disbelief in Dabi's eyes when he sees them getting alone is a bonus. Geten would do anything to "defeat" Dabi and Toga is known for roasting Dabi like no one else. That's why Geten sticks to her side whenever the Paranornal Liberation Front has a meeting and they sass Dabi for the funsies. And then they start sassing everyone else and eventually each other. ReDestro is now always praising Geten for becoming friends with the League, so it checks.
I love the idea of Geten talking quietly with Mr. Compress, just chatting and sharing stuff and passing time. They are chill besties. Or Geten using his quirk to prevent Twice from falling or accidentally knowing someone over or even to let Toga and Twice dance on ice because why not? It makes ReDestro happy to make them happy and he has a chance to taunt Dabi for not being able to join them.
I like to think Tomura would start to respect him a lot for it. An ally or friend of the League is an ally or friend of his, okay? Specially one that seems to genuinely be okay with all the craziness and weirdness of the LoV. That is when Geten starts respecting Tomura as his new boss (not more than ReDestro tho).
Dabi is 100% annoyed at it and Geten can't even pull out the "I'm the fav cousin" card yet 'cause Dabi hasn't reveal he is Todoroki Toya. Dabi only suspects that Geten is a Himura, but he is too busy to pay attention to him.
In the end Geten allows himself to become a bit sillier in the calm sense. Doesn't scream or anything and his mischievous looks like a dangerous blank stare. Toga recognizes it from across the room now. When they find out about Shigadabi the only thing keeping the entire Liberation Front from knowing is that Toga insist they can wreck their nerves or use it as blackmail. It's a mess but also it's fun in the twisted villain sense and Shigaraki is genuinely oblivious to the war that is going on about him. Spinner is the Shigadabi #1 defender 'cause he doesn't want Tomura to get even more hurt. He screams whenever Toga is about to tell Twice. Mr. Compress is super mysterious and Geten can't even guess if he knows what is going on or not. When he tells ReDestro he wants to make a freaking party. Skeptic is having a stroke.
Imagine the possibilities kshdkdndkndmd
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hnknafan2016 · 1 year
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Peter White Mr. Freeze AU where he’s a scientist and when Lorina falls terminally ill he kidnaps her from the hospital and starts stealing money to afford to build a cryogenic freezing tank and start working on a cure. Alice finds out that both her sister’s kidnapping and recent crimes have to do with a freeze gun, similar to Peter’s work, and finds him at their long abandoned elementary school (it’s where they met, he’s so flattered she figured out his hide-out) and asks exactly what the hell he’s doing, so he explains, and what can she do? Tell him to put Lorina back in the hospital so she can watch her slowly die? The crimes aren’t right, but thanks to him her sister is still alive, for now. He holds her as she cries. She doesn’t tell anyone what she knows. She grows distant from her family for her apparent lack of concern. She spends more time looking after Lorina and Peter. She visits every Sunday. She brings dinner for them to share, and drags him outside for short breaks. Despite the fervor he’s shown, she’s still shocked by his dedication towards their mission. They’ve been close friends for years, and she knows he has a…well, she thought it was a crush, but this is a little extreme. Thankfully, he has not framed his efforts as to be exchanged for romantic favors. 
******
One day Batman finds their hideout. She isn’t there when it happens. Her sister is fine. In fact, the Wayne foundation has very generously taken up cause to find her a cure. Until then, she will remain in her cryogenic coma. Peter, on the other hand, had an accident with his freezing chemicals. He can only survive in temperatures below zero, and has been taken to Arkham Asylum. The first time she sees him, she begins to weep. He frantically tries to assure her that everything will be ok. He swears to have his vengeance. She asks him not to. If he can be deemed sane and safe, he may one day be released, and they’ll figure it out from there. He stares. 
“We?” He echoes hollowly.
“Yes.” 
He stares dejectedly at his pale blue hands. “I do not expect you to—“ 
“I don’t care.” She insists. “I…we’re all we have left.” 
“Your family—“
“Doesn't know what happened and thinks I’m crazy. I’ll visit you. I promise. …I should probably be in there with you.”
 He swears to say whatever it takes to ensure that she isn’t. She comes at least twice a week. She loses contact with her family over it. That’s ok, because Lorina is safe. She tells him about her days, and what’s going on outside. Every so often, she does something new, just so she’ll have something novel to describe. No matter what, he always looks at her like she hung the moon. It’s a wonderful feeling, especially considering how lonely she’s gotten. 
*****
Eventually, after many years, he is released. She’s waiting for him at the gates. She throws her arms around him. He expects her to let go just as quickly, when it hits her how icy he is. If anything, she only grips him tighter. They plan to move to an isolated village somewhere very, very cold. He checks at least a dozen times over if she’s sure about her decision to join him. To leave everything behind for a frozen, sparse new life. She’s the first one on the plane. He tries to be polite and helpful to their neighbors, knowing it’s the only community Alice has. They often make dinner together. His food is frozen. Alice takes the time to try and make a sort of ice cream out of some things, in hopes of improving the texture. They stand in the same room, him in shorts and a t-shirt, her bundled up as though expecting a blizzard. She has a chair by the fire. His is halfway across the room. She uses a thermal blanket, he uses a thin sheet. He collects books for her. She wears gloves to hold his hand, but she does so, all the same. When he first brings up physical intimacy, it’s meant as a deterrent, when they are still planning to leave, and she can still change her mind. 
“It is of little consequence to me, but how am I to attend to your needs?!” He demands. Wordlessly, she leaves their frosty hideout, and returns an hour later with a hot pink sex toy in hand, her deadpan expression barely taming the blush across her cheeks. 
“…Ah.” He utters awkwardly, and that is quite the end of that.
*******
He wakes some nights, certain it has all been a dream, he is still in Arkham, Alice has lost her sister, Alice has left him altogether—of course she has she has her whole life ahead of her and you are inhuman with your body as frozen as your heart—nottohernevertoher—she deserves better you’ve ruined her life you dragged her to a frigid wasteland away from her sister look at what you’ve done to her— 
“Alice?” He calls out feebly, ashamed of how hoarse his voice sounds. 
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” She answers sleepily from her own bed an insurmountable 3 feet away. 
I am sorry? I love you? Thank you for staying? Please do not leave? “…”
“Peter?” She’s awake now. He hears her push her blanket back, feet gently landing on the floor, cushioned by thick, woolen stockings. She’s coming over. Quickly he begins to sit up, hoping to wave her off before she gets too close. 
“It is nothing.” He supplies hurriedly. “I…goodnight.” She stares at him, disbelieving, and reaches out to flick his forehead. 
“Idiot.” She huffs as she moves to grab her blankets. “Now scooch over.” She instructs far too firmly for argument. He does as she asks. They lay together, side by side. She bunches the blanket around her into a makeshift glove before shifting to take his hand. He wants to cry. 
“…You should be able to hold your husband.” He whispers into the dark. (He could not bring himself to propose. To chain her to him anymore than he has. Finally she got tired of waiting and asked him to marry her. As though he could refuse her anything. It was a modest affair, with paperwork filled out, a quiet celebratory dinner after. No one else was invited. The witness was an office worker. She looked ethereal in her wedding dress. She deserved so much more than he could ever give.) He can feel her rolling her eyes. 
“What the hell do you call this?” She inquires, lifting their joined limbs. “Look, no one’s marriage is perfect, but everyone tries to make it work.” She shrugs. “That’s all.” 
“That’s all?” He repeats faintly, as though she can minimize everything that has happened with two simple words. 
“Yeah, now get over here.” She leans forward to press a dry kiss against his lips. All their kisses are dry, least some errant moisture render her stuck to him. Still, it is tender, and the loveliest thing he can imagine. 
“I love you.” She finishes. “Now go to sleep.” Still swathed within her cocoon, she tucks herself close to his chest, so he can play at being the big spoon. 
“…I love you too.”
*****
One day news reaches them of Lorina’s recovery. She has been freed from her icy tomb, and is alive and well. 
“…Do you wish to see her?” Peter hears someone say, though he does not recognize the voice as his. Alice stares distantly at the newspaper lying on their kitchen table. 
“…No.” She answers after a silent eternity. “I…I want her to move on. I don’t want…I haven’t seen my family in years. I mean—it’s not that I don’t want to see her, I love her, I mean yes I do want to see her alive, I just—“
“Alice.” He interrupts, shocking her when he places his frosty hand over hers. “You do not need to explain yourself to me.” She nods slowly, and takes a deep breath. 
“…I think we’d better not.” Which is tough, because Lorina finds them anyway. One perfectly ordinary evening while her husband is out for groceries, she hears a knock at the door and suddenly her older sister is there. 
“Hello, Alice.” She greets gently. “May I come in?” Mrs. White stumbles back, which Ms. Liddell takes to be as good an invitation as any. She examines her little sister. “You look well.” She notes carefully. “I’m glad. When Edith and father told me you ran away, I was worried.” 
Alice can only stare open mouthed in disbelief. When she imagined seeing her sister again, she expected shouting, accusations. You left me. You abandoned our family. Lorina would not have. Lorina, who had sacrificed so much for them when their mother died, would never. Alice knew exactly what she deserved, and yet, here her sister was, holding her, hugging her like she had not ignored her miraculous recovery. Like she wasn’t—Peter thinks he’s a monster? If he only knew how well we suit each other. 
“Alice?” Ms. Liddell starts. “Are you ok?” 
“…I knew you were better.” She forces out. “I chose not to come.”
“…May I ask why?”
“I married Peter.” She states numbly, avoiding the question. “He kidnapped you. And did some major bank robberies. And hurt people. He can only live in places like this now.”
“…He always has been mad about you.”
“How can you be so calm about this?!” Alice finally explodes. “I left you! I left our family! And when you miraculously got better, I didn’t come to see you! Why don’t you hate me?!” She sobs, crumpling in on herself. She feels Lorina’s arms wrapping around her in support. They stumble over to the kitchen table, where her sister helps her into a chair before taking a seat. She can’t look at her. Her head is all but buried in her arms. 
“Do you want some tea?” Ms. Liddell inquires cautiously. “I expect you must keep some.”
“Why don’t you hate me?” Alice whispers brokenly. 
“Well, for starters,” Lorina begins reasonably, “you’re a grown woman Alice, and if you want to move away, it is your right to do so. Now, about your husband, are you happy with him?” Alice sits up, surprised by the question. 
“Yes.” She answers once she has her bearings. “I mean, it’s not perfect, but…yeah, I’m happy.” 
“Good.” Her sister agrees. “When I heard that his technology helped save my life, I had no question as to why, my only fear was that his reasons were…less than altruistic.” 
“I proposed to him, actually.” Alice recounts. “He’s always felt bad about…how everything turned out.” 
“Yes, how did everything turn out?” Lorina asks, scrutinizing Mrs. White. She explains what she can, confessing her role in Peter’s crimes. 
“I think he would have stopped, if I had told him to.” She admits. “But I didn’t. I couldn’t just let you die.” 
“…And yet you did not visit.” Lorina observes, somehow managing to sound impartial. 
“…I thought you’d be better off living your life, not stuck in…everything anymore. I thought you could have a fresh start.” 
“Well…I missed you.” Lorina says quietly, hand slowly gliding across the table. They embrace, this time with Alice squeezing her back. Ms. Liddell tears up, while Mrs. White trembles, sobbing. 
“I missed you too. So much.” 
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Peter has fought Batman. Peter has survived Arkham. Peter has faced the challenges of his inhuman condition. And yet, he has never known such terror as the moment he walks through his front door to find Lorina Liddell serenely drinking tea in his living room. 
“Hello, Peter.” She greets mildly. He wants to claw his way out of the house. 
Where is Alice? Where is she? He imagines some get-away plane waiting as she hurriedly packs, ready to leave with her sister and have the life she always—
“We have company for dinner tonight.” His wife calls softly, padding out from the kitchen. She doesn’t appear prepared for travel. Perhaps she is waiting until tonight when he is asleep, to be sure he can’t try to stop her. He will not. If she truly wishes to leave, she may. Whatever it takes to make her happy. It is all he has ever wanted.
“...I can help.” He offers hoarsely. 
“There’s no need.” Ms. Liddell tells him lightly. Her voice makes him shiver. “We have a stew on the stove; it will be done soon.”  
“I can…set the table.” He suggests weakly. 
“It’s been taken care of.” Lorina answers delicately. “Alice, would you be a dear and put the groceries away? I’d like to catch up with your husband.” 
Alice suffering harm is easily Peter White’s greatest nightmare; but meeting her sister again is surprisingly a close second. As Mrs. White carefully relieves him of his purchases, she reaches out and gives his hand a firm but tender squeeze, before gently brushing the pad of her thumb over his knuckles. 
“It’s going to be ok.” She whispers, giving an encouraging smile. Is this her goodbye? It’s admittedly very warm. As she exits the room, their guest turns to face him. 
“Why don’t you have a seat?” She gestures to the chair across from her. This feels like a nightmare. His legs move of their own accord, dragging him to his directed destination. As he sits, waiting, she takes another leisurely sip of tea, before carefully setting down the cup. Slowly, she lifts her head, striking him with sharp, scrutinizing eyes, haunting in how much they resemble his wife’s. 
“I suppose I should thank you for your role in my recovery.” She says at length. “But I doubt my gratitude would be of any interest to you, seeing how my wellbeing was never your concern.”
“…I took no pleasure from your illness.” He responded honestly. 
“But you only intervened on Alice’s behalf, correct?” She prompted.
“…Yes.”
“Peter, do you know why I am here?” She questioned frankly. 
“...To bring Alice home.” He whispers roughly, fighting back screams that this is their home, they live here, quite happily he might add, but he won’t, he can’t, because he loves her, and every time she reaches out to him, he imagines her hand in hand with someone she can touch freely, someone she need not protect herself against. Lorina must know this, and has come to do what he never had the strength to. She will take her, his beloved wife, and together they will brave their new lives together, a fresh start for them both. Perhaps she shall even reconnect with the rest of her family. He wishes to loathe Ms. Liddell, but can only find shame at his own weakness. 
“If that is her intention.” Lorina answers, composed. “Although, it does not seem to be.” Peter involuntarily starts at this slight and selfish glimmer of hope, while their guest leans forward, her stern gaze monopolizing his. “Peter White, when I speak to you, I will accept nothing less than the truth.” She quietly thunders. “Now, did you leverage my health to obtain my sister’s affections?” 
“No.” He growls, nails digging into the arms of his chair.
“Did you guilt or otherwise coerce her to leave Gotham?” She demands in a clipped tone. 
“No.” He hisses through gritted teeth. She gives no acknowledgment to the manner with which he speaks, instead fixing him with a piercing stare, seeming to scour the air between them for lies. Finally, her posture relaxes, and she slumps back in her chair, as though the conviction has all at once flooded out of her.
“Good.” She breathes, seemingly satisfied. “Alice said as much, but I wanted to be sure.” Then she rose, slowly extending her hand. “Congratulations are in order, I suppose. You always did seem to care for little else besides her.” As they shake, he notes she does not flinch at his touch. 
Dinner is an odd yet simple affair, with Mrs. White and her sister chatting about everyday things. Alice describes their routine, while Lorina discusses her plans now that she is healthy. Peter sits frozen in silence, barely eating, yet consuming enough to avoid unwanted attention. Eventually, Lorina departs, with her and her sister promising to write to each other. The second she is out the door Alice all but falls into a nearby chair. 
“I can’t believe that happened.” She marvels incredulously. “If it weren’t for the third bowl on the table, I’d think I dreamed it all up.” Silently, Peter walks over, and wraps his arms around his wife. He pulls her into his lap, curling tightly around her. “…You ok?” She asks from her frosty flesh prison. 
“I love you so very much, Alice.” He murmurs. 
She snorts, gently placing a hand over his. “Trust me, I know.”  They live well. Alice ages, while Peter looks relatively unchanged since his transformation. One day, many decades later, he is the first to wake. He glances over towards his beloved, and finds her still asleep. Good. She needs her rest. As he moves to get started on breakfast, he notes her to be still. Unnaturally so. His heart is hammering. He isn’t truly looking but he cannot tear his eyes away. The need to know outways the horror he feels, so slowly, painfully, he extends his hand, and weakly tries to shake his wife awake. She does not stir. Nor will she ever again. He does not feel. He cannot feel. He is a man made of snow and ice who only knew warmth by her touch and her laugh and her smile and now she is—carefully, he scoops her up, and carries her away in his arms. He continues walking. He does not stop. Eighty-three miles from their home, in a notably warmer region, the bodies of an elderly woman and a young man are found. He is wrapped around her, in what could be described as a protective embrace. Their corpses are never identified. Anyone who knew them from their old lives is either unaware or has already passed. They are buried together in unmarked graves. Perhaps the next time they meet, they will be able to walk hand in hand on a hot summer day. But if not, all the same, it was quite a life they shared. Peter’s last hope is that she treasured it as much as he did.
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twinhood-2dot0 · 1 year
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A Shallow Dive Into: Batman’s Rogues Gallery Part 2
Here, part 2. The first one somehow got 7 likes??? I barely even put any effort into it. This one is also gonna be pretty low effort :P I started writing another post yesterday and I wrote 1360 words and I’m only like only a ⅓ finished??? And I kinda spent the whole day watching an anime start to finish 💀.Anyways, let’s get into some more that I missed.
The Al Ghul’s
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Ra’s al Ghul (Raysh-Al-Ghool or, Raas-Al-Ghool. Even DC writers can’t agree, although I’m more accustomed to Raysh, I think that was how it was pronounced in the DCAU and the Arkham games. It’s Arabic for “Head of the demon”) is a man born around 700-450 years ago, who discovered the powers of the Lazarus pit, which has the power to bring people back from the dead and used it to prolong his life. (Yeah, this how pretty much most of the dead Batfam characters came back to life. Jason Todd, Kate Kane (Batwoman), who died for like one issue a few meters away from a Lazarus pit, Riddler, as mentioned before, when he got cancer and took a dip in the pit and figured out Batman’s identity.) Ra’s al Ghul, in his long life, played a part in like a lot of historical moments, and later comes to resent humanity and becomes an environmentalist. I’m not very familiar with the character unfortunately, with all of my experience being the Batman Begins version, the kinda weird role he played in Arkham City, and JLA: Tower of Babel where he takes down the entire Justice League using Batman’s countermeasures for his own allies, and the Injustice series, which I don’t remember much of except that he has like a nature sanctuary with various critically endangered species and he was besties with Animal Man.
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Talia al Ghul is the daughter of Ra’s al Ghul, on-and-off love interest for Batman, and mother of Batman’s biological son, and also on-and-off ally of Ra’s al Ghul. She also played a part in Jason Todd’s resurrection and consequent training.
Ra’s also has one other daughter, Nyssa, but I honestly didn’t even know she existed until I played Arkham Knight. She has much less appearances than her sister.
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Lady Shiva, while not a member of the family, has relations to the League of Shadows, so I thought I’d group them together. Lady Shiva is among the best martial artists in the DCU, able to best even Batman. She’s also the mother of Cassandra Cain, the other best fighter, although more so because of her procognitive abilities. 
Man-Bat
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Wow, the realisticness makes him so much scarier.
Dr. Kirk Langstrom is a zoologist cursed with deafness, and in an effort to cure his deafness, creates a serum with the help of bat DNA but it goes horribly wrong and is turned into a giant bat. In recent publications, he’s more of a sympathetic villain acting more on primal rage than malice. His interpretation in Arkham Knight was done really well. Although Arkham Knight is not a horror game, there’s a ton of jumpscares. While just gliding and grappling to different buildings, the player may be randomly met with the shrieking face of the Man-Bat, and you have to go to his lab and piece together what he has done and create an antidote.
Mr. Freeze
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Dr. Victor Fries’s (pronounced “Frees”. Yeah, DC names are often very on the nose, just look at E. Nygma and Harleen Quinzel.) wife Nora Fries is afflicted with a terminal illness, and is cryogenically preserved by her husband in hopes that a cure might one day be discovered. While working, he’s trapped in an accident that made him unable to survive outside of sub-zero environments, forcing him to wear a cryogenic suit, and he turns to crime to find a cure.
Mr. Freeze was originally just another bank robber with a freeze ray, but Paul Dini changed his origin story to the current iteration in an Emmy Award winning episode of Batman: The Animated Series titled “Heart Of Ice”. Scott Snyder, as much as I loved his stories, controversially retconned this in the New 52 reboot and made Fries a man who got obsessed with a cryogenically preserved woman named Nora Fields.
The Court Of Owls
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A newer addition to the Batman mythos, appearing first in Scott Snyder’s Court Of Owls and City Of Owls arcs that kicked off the New 52 Batman series. The Court Of Owls are Gotham’s own Illuminati. A secret society made of the wealthiest and most powerful citizens of Gotham, they have existed for centuries, controlling the city from behind the shadows, along with the help of immortal assassins named the Talons.
Batmen of The Dark Multiverse
Scott Snyder’s 2017 crossover event named Dark Nights: Metal introduced us to the Dark Multiverse, a multiverse where everything that can go wrong, does go wrong, and is doomed to destruction. We’re introduced to the Batmen (and Batwoman) of The Dark Multiverse, who are all different versions of Batman with some drastic changes.
Joker 
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A fan favorite, and the leader of the Batmen, is The Batman Who Laughs. This Batman gave into the urge of killing Joker, after he killed all his rogues, thousands of Gotham citizens and Jim Gordon, and is infected with a version of the Joker toxin that turns him insane, making him a Joker with the brain and physicality of Batman. He tricked the Batfamily and killed them all, and hid in his Batcave for a week, emerging to kill the Justice League, and he turned Damian into a mini-Joker and recruited the children affected by the Joker toxin as his “Rabid Robins”. This guy is freaking horrifying in all of the stories he appeared in.
Superman
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The Superman of Earth -1 goes on a killing spree, even killing Lois Lane, leading Batman to decide to use lethal force. After his attempts with a Kryptonite spear doesn’t work out, he ingested a version of the Doomsday Virus (Doomsday is the monster that killed Superman in The Death Of Superman, the virus causes people to develop features like it.) aiding him in killing Superman, but after his victory, the virus spread and he could only watch helplessly as it destroyed his world.
The Flash
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After all of the Batfam dies, Batman is compelled to take extreme measures, and tries to get The Flash to give him access to the Speed Force too, and when he refused, he used all the weapons employed by his Rogue’s Gallery to defeat him, chained him to the Batmobile (merged with the Cosmic Treadmill, it’s a treadmill that Flash uses to time travel accurately and stuff), and drove both of them into the Speed Force, absorbing The Flash and his powers, with Barry forced to watch as Batman murders each of his villains.
Aqua(wo)man
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In a universe where everyone is gender-swapped, Bryce Wayne’s lover Sylvester Kyle (bleugh) is killed by metahumans, and starts killing every metahuman. After killing all of them on land, she meets Aquawoman, and peace negotiations turn into a conflict, and then she steals her trident, and kills her with her own weapon, and in retaliation, the Atlanteans drown Gotham City and a large part of the world, leading her to perform surgery on herself to give herself Aquawoman’s powers and designed an underwater army called the “Dead Waters''. Does that qualify as a navy?
Okay, there are a few more, like Cyborg Alfred Batmobile Batman, Ares Batman, Killed all of Green Lantern corps as a kid with a Green Lantern ring Batman, but I’m lazy, sorry. Maybe next time, cya, I gotta go finish Chainsaw Man.
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year
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The Ice Crimes of Mr. Zero
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by HectorBomb
Mr. Zero begins pulling incredible robberies in Gotham with the help of his gang and his ice gun.
Words: 1598, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 14 of Batman Chronicles
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Mr. Zero, Gus, Luke, Marty, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Batman, Robin, Kirk
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pearlescent-soda · 2 years
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🐵//A Sample of My Headcanons on Spyro's Allies (Agent 9 Edition):
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Agent 9:
The lights are on and everybody's home, he's one misstep away from committing friendly fire on the innocent that's how unhinged he is. The constant yelling, the literal bouncing off the walls, and the laughing, oooh, that laugh can send chills down to the soul. However, beneath the madness is an unflinchingly loyal primate with a sharper mind than what people give him credit for. Whew, glad to have him on the hero’s side.
Rhynoc exterminator turned battlefield liability, he's been deemed 'psychologically unfit' to join the Peace Keeper Army, so he's joined Handel and Greta. 'Secret Agent Agent 9' doesn't roll off the tongue well, but since the Rhynocs have more or less conformed to a life of peace without the Sorceress, he had to find work elsewhere. 
He's got more war stories than the damn Peace Keepers, though most teeter along the war crime category. Whether it be the time he packed enough fireworks together to blow up a Rhynoc fortress in Seashell Shores or the time 'Mr. Laser Blaster' ran out of ammo and he was forced to introduce 'Ms. Cybernetic Claws' to an army of Rhynocs in Spooky Swamp, listeners will experience the full range of emotions. The stoic and often gruff Cynder likes him the most out of Spyro's colleagues, and for good reason. He makes her do something that she hardly ever does, something that few have ever witnessed her do... He makes her laugh. His scatterbrained heroism reminds her of the folks in the Dream Weaver Realms, his chaos is comforting to her. Agent 9 thinks she's a good listener and an amazing battle buddy, but trust and believe the real icing on the cake is the banter. She can counter his lightspeed dark humor with her own deadpan wit, it’s spectacular.
Out of the friend group, he's the best babysitter for the baby dragons. To start, he's the 'fun uncle' who plays so many games that the kids get tired before he does and he rarely sticks to the schedule given to him by the elders, because they're so bland compared to what he comes up with on the spot. Activities depend on the realm, but he always finds ways to involve excessive amounts of sugar and his laser blaster. In all fairness, he is a rather big kid himself and the only one who could possibly keep thirty children entertained at a time. He bails Hunter out of sticky situations all the time, like when the babies set him on fire or bite his tail… Off. 'Hey, hey, hey kids!!! Uncle Hunter has to reattach his tail right now, hehehe. Wanna go fry some Gnorcs for fun?'
Without the helmet and 'space suit' he's got a lot of incision scars from the numerous surgeries performed on him by his creator. The Professor hooked him up with all sorts of enhancements which he documented for future analysis. Agent 9 has read those documents and is disappointed beyond belief at the Professor for not replacing his actual feet with rocket boosters, he won't lose hope, though. Maybe on his birthday or Christmas he'll get them, this monkey is not known for quitting, he'll install them on his own if he has to. ‘This monkey wants to fly, doc!! Hehehe - Ah, I figured you’d say no, so I made a whole three hundred slide presentation of all the benefits. Number one, I can kick major booty at higher elevations…’.
The Professor has tabs on Agents 1 through 8 and makes sure that every Agent is aware of the other's existence. Their track devi - identification chips are meant to monitor their vitals and statuses, so the Professor is able to deduce their current activities and whereabouts. Agents 1 and 2 fell in love and eloped to Dragonfly Falls, condition(s): stable. Agent 3 lost contact with the Lab after she went on assignment to Dino Mines, condition: unknown. Agents 4, 5, 6 are on a space station ready to receive orders at a moment's notice, condition(s): stable but subject to change in zero gravity environments. Agent 7's body rejected the protective titanium plating around the medulla oblongata, but x-rays show the foreign object unintentionally severed the brainstem, condition: decommissioned. Agent 8 is retired from active service and currently resides in the primate exhibit at the Avalar Zoo, condition: stable.
His brain implants need to be recalibrated twice a year, or else he'll be rendered 'brain dead'. It's not hard to tell when its time either, because he'll be uncharacteristically sluggish and quiet. The only remedy to this situation is to give him a gargantuan boost of energy, sadly, sleep and food won't cut it... But fifty thousand volts will. The nape of his neck has little outlets at the base meant for composite cables to go so his body can directly receive the voltage. After an hour or so hooked up to his Lab's supercomputer, he'll resume his regular activities at his normal supersonic speed.
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nintendouniverse2023 · 11 months
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The following progressive of My Batman AU resembles some new origin stories and new accomplishments between the DC Universe.
Bio: Victor Fries was the husband of Nora Fries and one of GothCorp's most brilliant scientists and cryogenic researchers. When Nora was infected with a deadly disease, he developed a special freezing cell and planned to cryogenically hold until a cure was found. However, Fries had been misappropriating GothCorp's money, which left the company in debt and the experiment unauthorized. Fries was interrupted by GothCorp's CEO Ferris Boyle and a fight ensued and the scientist was knocked into a lab table full of beakers which exploded. The resulting explosion smashed him into his cryogenic freezing tanks and the accident soaked his entire body with the freezing solution and rendered him unable to survive outside of a sub-zero environment. Vowing revenge on those who had wronged him, he was known as "Mr. Freeze" as he created a vacuum tight suit which maintained his body temperature at 50 degrees below zero and tripled his strength and a laser-powered cold gun.
A year later, Reports of a man wearing a big refrigerated cryogenic suit attack Gotham with a ice gun, freezing the roads, cars and people causing multiple accidents and deaths, leaving GCPD unable to stop as they call him, Mr Freeze. Batman goes to GothCorp and investigates before the police can. After investigating the building, he then discovers that Mr Freeze’s real name was Victor Fries. He was a scientist who worked at Gothcorp. He’s been taking its funds to find a cure for his dying wife Nora Fries, But Board of Gothcorp Ferris Boyle didn’t like it which led to a conflict to stop him. The sudden pressure change caused the container to explode, and released a plume of cryogenic chemicals that doused Victor, Feris escaped but put the lab into quarantine. Victor survived but had to survive under Sub Zero temperature but at the cost of Nora’s death. Victor's grief was overwhelmed by anger and hungry for vengeance. He then spent the entire year planning for revenge on Boyle. In the Batcave, While making heat gadgets, Batman and Alfried understand Victor’s pain and realize tomorrow is Humanitarian of the year and where Mr Freeze will make a move and the next day, he did make a move. Freeze was gonna kill Boyle, Batman arrives in time to confront him and tries to reason with him but his cold heart blinded only one he loved is dead. The two of them began to fight as Batman tries to get the People out as he can while Freeze mostly freezes him. After Batman defeats Freeze by his heat gadgets, Captain Gordon preapers to arrest the bat, Then Batman explains that a year ago, Feris Boyle was responsible for 1st degree murder of Nora Fries and the creat Victor Fries into Mr Freeze. He also explains that he’s no threat to Gotham and wants to protect the innocent and stop the bad people. Gordon can’t even tell Batman wasn’t even lying but will try some GCPD try not to kill him leaving Batman hope the Captain will understand , saying to Boyle “Goodnight Humanitarian.” Feris Boyle was exposed and fired, Mr Freeze was kept in a special sub-zero cell at prison called Blackgate Penitentiary.
Batman saws Mr Freeze’s story a sad one, Batman knows Freeze wasn’t himself as much but he will hopefully give up this life and return to society someday. Unfortunately Freeze was reversed back, he wouldn’t be himself anymore and there’s no melting his heart this time. This leads to Mr Freeze to be sent into on of The Patients at Arkham Asylum, Under a new SubZero cell at the Penitentiary Wing. Mr Freeze would commit many frozen related crimes and The Batman would always be there stop him. Sometimes with an allie or two.
Appearance: It was a inspiration from the Arkham version,and DCAU Batman Beyond version
Voice Actor: Maurice LaMarche
Age: 45
Height: 6.1ft *Without the suit* 7.3 *In the Suit*
Weight: 145 ib *Without the suit* 259 ibs *In the suit
Personality: Mental Depressed, Psychotic, Greff, Anger Problem and Emotionless
Favorite Foods: Vengeance
Family: Nora Fries *Wife/Deceased*
Allies: Riddler, Black Mask, Poison Ivy, Catwoman, Scarecrow and Harley Quinn
Enemies: Batman Team, The GCPD, Great White Shark, Most of the Rogues Gallery
Likes: None
Dislikes: Bring up or Make made comments on his dead wife, The Heat and constant failure
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mindstriker · 2 years
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I will always and forever love Mr. Freeze and will adore coming up with the funniest random-ass headcanons for him. He drinks iced coffee exclusively and mostly cold/ frozen foods because hot things are a no-no with his temperature sensitivities. He literally decorates his sub-zero house with ice sculptures. You can and will witness this man eating a frozen pizza still-frozen while banging away on his keyboard making notes about his latest experiments with cryogenics. He loves his wife even more than that one r/ambien guy and actually instead of being upset and terrified by who he's become if Nora ever was successfully unfrozen and healed she would think it was sweet and would encourage him to pursue a life of crime because they're already in it at this point. He would figure out how to coexist with her in a house where they could both live comfortably while figuring out how to undo his own condition.
He constantly breaks glass things in his home accidentally because they're so brittle and fragile from being so cold.
Love this incredibly dedicated, smart chilly man and his wife.
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piquedpequod · 2 years
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“Lonely Triple Agent,” or, “songs to play while apart from the man you are forgetting and remembering at once.” (Ocelot fanmix circa/post-TPP, all tracks from the 80s.)
Listen: (Youtube | Spotify)
Lyrics:
Mr. Disco – New Order How can I ever forget you You don't know Just what I've been through
I can't find my peace of mind Because I need you with me all of the time I used to think about you night and day I used to feel what language cannot say
I Could Show You How – Naked Eyes You've been away for so long You walked out on me There's no communication No letters for me And I wish that I could break this chain of reaction Turn my feelings into action If I only had you here now I could show you how
Two Divided By Zero – Pet Shop Boys (Two divided by zero, zero) (Divided by, divided by...) I think they heard a rumour Or someone tipped them off It’s better to go sooner Than call it all off
Crime of Passion - SPK These are the times when reason rules Knowledge is power, but power makes fools It seems to make no difference what we love We always hurt the one we love the most At night, you push me to the brink We've gone too far and now there's no return
It's a crime, give into this emotion It's a crime of passion It's a cold perpetual emotion It's a call to passion
Behind the Mask - Yellow Magic Orchestra Now the mask you're wearing Is stony and staring Lines and tears, age and fears Growing old, passions cold
There is nothing in your eyes That marks where you cried All is blank, all is blind Dead inside, the inner mind
Is it me, is it you Who wears another face Is it me, is it you Behind this mask, I ask
The Damned Don't Cry - Visage Traveling with no destination No place to go Nameless towns with faceless people No place I know
Time to close my mind and drift off To other scenes
Moments pass by, oh so slowly Makes me lonely too Twisting street light, in the darkness Makes me lonely too
Your Name (Has Slipped My Mind Again) - Ultravox It's hard to focus in this light I'm growing warm and feeling dull The heartbeat pounds with vicious fright There's something I remember I clench my fist but feel no sensation The walls around me spin and sway A flash back image in my vision I remember...
Oh, your name has slipped my mind again
Second Skin - The Chameleons One cold damp evening The world stood still I watched as I held my breath A silhouette I thought I knew Came through, someone spoke to me Whispered in my ear This fantasy's for you Fantasies are in this year
My whole life flashed, before my eyes I thought, what they say is true I've shed my skin And my disguise And cold and naked I Emerged from my cocoon And a half-remembered tune Played softly in my head, he said
He turned smiling And he said: I realize a miracle is due I dedicate this melody to you
Love My Way – Psychedelic Furs Love my way, it's a new road I follow where my mind goes So swallow all your tears, my love And put on your new face You can never win or lose If you don't run the race
Stripped – Depeche Mode You're breathing in fumes I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours
Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you speaking Just for me
Mighty Shiver – The Twins And you know, I don’t ask whether I work too hard, when we’re together And you know, I won’t give in Until the last game is up And chances are nil I feel a mighty shiver It grips my mind in a vise like ice I feel a mighty shiver I feel fear but it feels so, so nice
Secret Separation – The Fixx We are passengers in time Lost in motion, locked together Day and night, by trick of light But I must take another journey We must meet with other names We must meet with other names
I'll bear one precious scar that only you will know
It’s Alright (Baby’s Coming Back) – Eurythmics And I'll be (your sharp intake of breath) And I'll be (your work, I'll take no rest) And when the world falls to decline I'll be yours and you'll be mine
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(lmao at the progression of >before MGSV comes out: ooh drama! drama! let’s have all the doom & gloom! to >after playing MGSV: ocelot’s got new levels of screwy mind games to play with BB? kinky. time to crank the synths)
started may 2016, fin. april 2022.
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Arkham Sessions: Captain Cold
These vignettes, and, more specifically, the characterization of Dr. Hugo Strange, are based on the wonderful Arkham Files YouTube videos produced by Mr. Rogues.
Here's his channel:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyxNOHiNclZlVpeRhYV2QRQ
Since I am a huge Flash nerd, I decided to use this idea as a jumping-off point to explore how the Rogues would respond to therapy sessions. Again, all credit to the basic format goes to Mr. Rogues.
Not everything Dr. Strange says should be taken as truth; his bias against costumed vigilantes affects most of his interviews with the patients.
Hugo Strange: From the patient files of Dr. Hugo Strange, director of Arkham Asylum. Patient: Leonard Snart, also known as Captain Cold. The patient displays a number of antisocial tendencies, but no formal diagnosis has ever been given to him, and since he arrived at Arkham only a few days ago, I have not had the time to give him a complete psychological examination. Session One. Good day, Mr. Snart.  
Capt. Cold: Len. 
Hugo Strange: Pardon? 
Capt. Cold: Just call me Len, Doc. I ain’t the type to stand on formalities. 
Hugo Strange: Very well, then. (Pause) So, Leonard-
Capt. Cold: Not Leonard, Len. 
Hugo Strange: I take it you’re not especially fond of your given name? 
Capt. Cold: Believe me, Doc, if your name was ‘Leonard Snart’, you wouldn’t be fond of it, either. 
Hugo Strange: Fair enough. So, Len, what exactly influenced you to put on a parka and go running around robbing banks and jewelry stores with a freeze ray?
Capt. Cold: It ain’t a freeze ray, it’s a cold gun. 
Hugo Strange: Besides semantics, what is the difference? 
Capt. Cold: Mr. Freeze-you got him locked up somewhere in this loony bin, right?- has a freeze ray. It shoots ice. Me? I’ve got a cold gun. My gun negates thermal motion. Stops protons and electrons dead in their tracks. People too. Even the Flash slows to a crawl when I hit him with it. 
Hugo Strange: (Surprised; a bit skeptical) Do you mean to say that you have invented a weapon that can create temperatures of absolute zero? 
Capt. Cold: Yep. And I did it years before that lovesick freak got turned into a popsicle man. 
Hugo Strange: Your records indicate that you dropped out of high school at the age of fourteen, Len. How could you possibly have the requisite knowledge to create such a weapon? Are you even familiar with James Prescott Joule or J.J. Thomson? 
Capt. Cold: Who? 
Hugo Strange: J. J. Thomson is the man who discovered the electron. James Prescott Joule is the scientist who discovered the First Law of Thermodynamics. If what you’re saying is true, you managed to exceed the wildest dreams of either of these illustrious men, without even knowing of them or their theories. 
Capt. Cold: Huh. Guess I did. Well, how about that?
Hugo Strange: How could you possibly have managed this, Len? 
Capt. Cold: Just ‘cause I’m trailer trash don’t mean I’m stupid, Doc. 
Hugo Strange: Clearly not. So, how did you do it? 
Capt. Cold: Sorry, Doc. Trade secret. 
Hugo Strange: Len, we gave you a number of psychological and intelligence tests upon your admittance to Arkham Asylum, and-
Capt. Cold: (Cutting him off) About that-what’m I doin’ in this loony bin, anyhow? I ain’t crazy, and even if I were, I’m from Central City. That’s a thousand miles away from Gotham. 
Hugo Strange: A few weeks ago, Iron Heights Penitentiary’s southwestern wall was destroyed in a mysterious accident. As a result, it is currently incapable of holding supercriminals, metahuman or otherwise, and you and your cohorts had to be housed somewhere. Through a series of political and judicial decisions that I confess make as little sense to me as they probably do to you, all of you so-called “Rogues” were transferred to Arkham Asylum until such time as Iron Heights is properly rebuilt. 
Capt. Cold: I get havin’ to send us someplace else if Iron Heights is destroyed, but...I ain’t insane. Why not send me to Blackgate instead of the loony bin? 
Hugo Strange: Many people are of the opinion that anyone who puts on a silly costume in order to commit crimes is insane by definition, Len. 
Capt. Cold: That include you, Doc?
Hugo Strange: Whether or not you are insane in the legal sense of the term is not for me to decide, Len. That being said, I do believe that your decision to commit crimes in such a...theatrical...manner indicates some level of emotional disturbance. 
Capt. Cold: Hey, Doc, you’re the expert on this stuff, not me. 
Hugo Strange: In that case, why don’t we return to the subject of your astonishing invention? 
Capt. Cold: I’m stuck in the loony bin anyway. Might as well. 
Hugo Strange: Can you please refrain from describing this facility as a “loony bin”, Len? The term is pejorative, both for the staff who work here and the other patients who live here.
Capt. Cold: Pejorative? What’s that mean, Doc? 
Hugo Strange: It means that it is rude. Describing the mentally ill as “lunatics” is unkind and unscientific. 
Capt. Cold: Whatever you say, Doc. Whatever you say. 
Hugo Strange: (Coughs) As I was saying, when you arrived at the asylum, we gave you a number of psychological and intelligence tests. While your scores in the area of mathematics were unusually high, especially for someone who never finished high school, your literacy scores were abysmal. You are thirty-eight years old, but you read at the level of the average six-year-old. 
Capt. Cold: Well, we can’t all have your fancy education, Doc. What’s my reading ability got to do with my cold gun? 
Hugo Strange: I find it difficult to believe that a high school dropout-a high school dropout, moreover, who can barely read-would be able to invent a gun that can produce absolute zero on his own. 
Capt. Cold: Are you callin’ me a liar? 
Hugo Strange: Not necessarily, Len. What I am saying is that I do not believe that the Cold Gun was created in the way that you may believe that it was. 
Capt. Cold: Oh, so you ain’t callin’ me a liar-you’re callin’ me crazy. 
Hugo Strange: I did not say that either, Len. 
Capt. Cold: You didn’t have to, Doc. I may be a redneck high-school dropout, but I ain’t survived as long as I have by not knowin’ when people are bad-mouthin’ me. 
Hugo Strange: Len, I am not bad-mouthing you. I am trying to help you.
Capt. Cold: Sure you are.  
Hugo Strange: (Frustrated) Not everyone is looking to take advantage of you, Mr. Snart! 
Capt. Cold: Funny. Hasn’t been my experience, Doc. (Pause) Look. I ain’t mad, Doc. If I had a buck for every time somebody called me trailer trash or a dumb thug or a stupid hick, I wouldn’t need to rob no more banks. You ain’t said nothin’ I haven’t heard a million times before. But I want you to know this: I invented my cold gun, and I did it by myself. I. Ain’t. Stupid. 
Hugo Strange: (Looking to change the subject) Len, I never said that you were unintelligent. In fact, your criminal history makes it quite clear that you are an effective, pragmatic operative. An unintelligent man could never have organized the only successful costumed criminal combine in the nation. Every other group of costumed criminals has folded within a few months at most, usually due to interpersonal tensions, but you have somehow managed to keep your little group together for over a decade. What is it you call yourselves, again?
Capt. Cold: The Rogues. 
Hugo Strange: That’s right. The Rogues. Now tell me, Len, what exactly is the secret to your group’s...ah...success? 
Capt. Cold: (Amused) You plannin’ to start a costumed gang, Doc? 
Hugo Strange: Certainly not. I am simply curious. It isn’t often that I get the opportunity to interview criminals from outside of Gotham’s borders. 
Capt. Cold: It ain’t that complicated, Doc. The reason we’ve held together for so long is ‘cause we got an unspoken code. We watch one another’s backs to the end. Nobody gets left behind; everybody gets an equal share. 
Hugo Strange: (Surprised) Are you implying that you are...friends...with your Rogues? 
Capt. Cold: You think I’d trust people I hate to watch my back?
Hugo Strange: Admittedly, that wouldn’t make much sense...it’s just that I was under the impression that you were the leader of the group.
Capt. Cold: I am. 
Hugo Strange: Most gang bosses I know keep the majority of the profits from their crimes for themselves.Why don’t you? 
Capt. Cold: ‘Cause we’re a team. We do equal work; we get equal rewards. 
Hugo Strange: A surprisingly admirable sentiment for a common thief. 
Capt. Cold: (Proudly) There ain’t nothin’ common about me, Doc. 
Hugo Strange: (Sigh) That’s certainly true, Len. (Pause) On the subject of things that are not common, why the parka and the silly goggles? 
Capt. Cold: Practicality. Parka keeps me warm; goggles help focus my vision and keep me from bein’ blinded by the flare of my own cold gun. 
Hugo Strange: I see. (Pause) And why call yourself “Captain Cold”? After all, you aren’t really a Captain of anything. 
Capt. Cold: I’ll admit, it ain’t the most creative name in the world...but anything’s better than “Leonard Snart”. 
Hugo Strange: Why not just change your name, then? Why take up a ridiculous costumed alias?
Capt. Cold: Because I’m not just an ordinary thug. Leonard Snart is ordinary; boring…..but Captain Cold? Captain Cold is cool.
Hugo Strange: Was that a...pun?
Capt. Cold: What can I say? I admit they’re dumb, but old habits die hard. 
Hugo Strange: And the Flash had nothing to do with your decision to put on a costume and call yourself by a silly, alliterative name while committing crimes? 
Capt. Cold: The Flash? Why would he have anything to do with it? 
Hugo Strange: I was under the impression that the Flash was your arch-enemy. 
Capt. Cold: (Laughs) Arch-enemy? What is this, a Saturday morning TV show? 
Hugo Strange: The Central City papers make quite a big deal of your rivalry with the so-called “Scarlet Speedster”. 
Capt. Cold: Look, the Flash is basically a cop. Sure, he’s a cop with superpowers, and he’s good for sharpening our wits, but at the end of the day, he’s just an obstacle to our getting the score. 
Hugo Strange: Then you don’t view your battles with him as some epic confrontation between ideologies? 
Capt. Cold: Why would I do that? Ideologies don’t pay the grocery bills, Doc. 
Hugo Strange: And you haven’t dedicated your life to proving your superiority over him once and for all? 
Capt. Cold: No. I fight the Flash for the same reasons I fight the cops: I want to get rich, and he’s standing in my way. Nothin’ more, nothin’ less.
Hugo Strange: So the Flash is nothing special to you?
Capt. Cold: I didn’t say that. Like I said, he’s good for sharpening the wits. I wouldn’t be half as successful as I am if he weren’t around to keep me and the guys on our toes, and yeah, it’d be neat to finally get the victory over him once and for all...but really, he ain’t so different from us. He’s just another guy workin’ a nine-to-five, tryin’ to provide for his family. I don’t like him-he’s a stuck-up, self-righteous prig sometimes-but he’s a good person. He’s not a superhero ‘cause he wants hero-worship. He actually wants to help people. He’s even helped me, and I make a career out of trying to freeze-dry him. You gotta respect a guy like that. 
Hugo Strange: You actually see the Flash as a man?
Capt. Cold: What else would I see him as? A Martian? ‘Cause I’ve seen Martians, and I can tell you, the Flash ain’t green enough to be one.
Hugo Strange: It’s not that. It’s just that I’ve spent so much time with the patients who view Bruce Wayne, formerly the Batman, as some sort of supernatural entity or as a grand opposite in a never-ending conflict between order and chaos that it’s rather...odd to listen to a costumed criminal who claims to view their local costumed vigilante simply as a person. 
Capt. Cold: Man, you have got to get out more. 
Hugo Strange: (Coldly)  I don’t recall requesting life advice from you, Mr. Snart. 
Capt. Cold: Well, you should take it anyway. Ain’t often I give stuff away for free. 
Hugo Strange: (Annoyed) This session is not about me, Mr. Snart. It’s about you. 
Capt. Cold: What else do you wanna talk about? I’m not stupid, I’m not creepily obsessed with the Flash, I don’t butcher people for fun, and I don’t have any weird hang-ups about dead relatives or riddles or plants or dolls or jokes or the number two. I’m not a good guy, but I think I’m a pretty normal guy, all things considered. 
Hugo Strange: Mr. Snart, no one puts on a costume without some sort of psychological disturbance. Even if the Flash was not in some way responsible for your decision-something which I am not yet fully convinced of-no rational human being would do such a thing. I just need to find out what your disturbance is. (Pause) Perhaps it began in your childhood, Mr. Snart? 
Capt. Cold: (Icily) My childhood is none of your business. 
Hugo Strange: I am your psychologist, Mr. Snart. That makes it my business. (Pause) Let’s see. Your file says that you were born to Lawrence Snart, a forty-year-old police officer who was kicked off the force for public drunkenness and suspected corruption, and Shirley Snart, a fifteen-year-old high school dropout. You and your family lived in a dilapidated trailer park, and your father was a known alcoholic who drank away your family’s welfare money. Five years after you came along, your younger sister, Lisa, was born...and your mother ran away, never to be seen again. The neighbors called the police because of domestic disputes between her and your father no less than thirteen times in five years, which leads me to suspect that she was spurred to leave the family because of her husband’s abuse. You were left to raise your sister, essentially on your own, at five years old, and you were effectively the head of the household from that point on. You never had a childhood, Mr. Snart. 
Capt. Cold: Don’t you talk about my sister!
Hugo Strange: I take it that you’re close to her? Understandable, I suppose, given that you grew up with her in an abusive household. Your grandfather, who drove an ice cream truck, did his best to protect you and your sister from your father’s cruelty, but he was old and in poor health, and he died when you were only twelve years old. You never got over the loss, and your father’s abuse only got worse as you and your sister got older. When you turned 14, you dropped out of high school; you then worked a number of odd jobs to support yourself and your sister. However, shortly after you turned 18, you and your father got into a dreadful argument, one that ended with you running away from home and leaving your little sister alone with your father. After that, you eventually fell into a life of petty crime. 
Capt. Cold: I...I had no choice. If I hadn’t left, he would’ve killed me! 
Hugo Strange: I am not blaming you for choosing to run away, Mr. Snart. You were an abused child with very few options available to you. 
Capt. Cold: (Quietly) I could’ve taken her with me. 
Hugo Strange: And why didn’t you? 
Capt. Cold: ‘Cause I was an 18-year-old dropout. Nobody was gonna give me custody of my sister...and besides, I’d started hangin’ out with dangerous people. I...I didn’t want her to get hurt. 
Hugo Strange: In other words, she would have been in danger no matter what you had done. 
Capt. Cold: It don’t matter! I’m her big brother! I was supposed to protect her! 
Hugo Strange: (Coming to a realization) And because you weren’t able to protect her from your father as a boy, you’re trying to make up for it now by becoming this “Captain Cold”; a larger-than-life persona that can do all the things you weren’t able to do as a child. You’ve made yourself too powerful and dangerous for anyone to threaten, and you’ve made a surrogate family for yourself and your sister. That’s why the Rogues are so successful...it’s because they aren’t really a gang at all. They’re your family. Isn’t that right, Mr. Snart? 
Capt. Cold: (Sarcastically) An’ I suppose the fact that my grandpa drove an ice cream truck somehow subconsciously influenced my decision to become Captain Cold? 
Hugo Strange: (Aware of the sarcasm, but ignoring it)  That’s perhaps a bit of a stretch, but it isn’t impossible. 
Capt. Cold: I don’t believe this….
Hugo Strange: Don’t be afraid, Mr. Snart. Admitting you have a problem is difficult, but it’s also the first step on the road to recovery. 
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The Chilling ‘Snow’ of Mr. Freeze - Debuting as Mr. Zero in February 1959’s Batman #121 and then almost a decade later as Mr. Freeze (March 1968’s Detective Comics #373) due to the popularity of the character within the late 1960s “Batman” tv series, this Batman rogue was a gimmick character until his return three decades later on animated television. Once Paul Dini and Bruce Timm's tale "Heart of Ice" reinvented Mr. Freeze into a sympathetically tragic figure, his origin story presented in this 1992 episode of Batman: The Animated Series was utilized in most Mr. Freeze stories in comic books and other DC Comics visual media.
On this day in 2005, J.H. Williams III and Dan Curtis Johnson retell Mr. Freeze’s origin story in the 5 issue arc “Snow”. Published in Batman: Legends of the Dark Knight #192-196 and illustrated by Seth Fisher, Dave Stewart, and Phil Balsman, the Batman goes up against his ally Commissioner James Gordon when he doesn't help Batman track down a rising criminal and puts together a dishonorable task force. Meanwhile, Victor Fries tries to save his ill wife Nora with tragedy striking in the cryogenics lab, resulting with Nora frozen in ice. About to kill himself and losing all hope, Victor decides to change his destiny and take on the company that has ruined his life, donning the persona of Mr. Freeze. Batman and his new partners in crime discover Freeze's vendetta and has to stop this chilling mad scientists from taking more lives in Gotham City.
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BATMAN #176 - December 1965
80 PAGE GIANT  -BATMAN AND ROBIN’S MOST FANTASTIC FOES
Cover Art: Curt Swan, Dick Sprang, & Sheldon Moldoff
THE PARASOLS OF PLUNDER
Reprint from Batman #70 (April 1952)
THE FOX, THE SHARK, AND THE VULTURE
Reprint from Detective Comics #253 (March 1958)
THE ICE CRIMES OF MR. ZERO
Reprint from Batman #121 (February 1959)
CATWOMAN’S GRASSHOPPER CHASE
Reprint from Batman newspaper strip (April-June 1946)
THE CAVEMAN AT LARGE
Reprint from Batman #102 (September 1956)
THE CHALLENGE OF CALENDAR MAN
Reprint from Detective Comics #259 (September 1958)
THE JOKER’S UTILITY BELT
Reprint from Batman #73 (October 1952)
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