Gotham Mine

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated portrait of 'explosive' dark-city of criminal-insanity, waged for social creativity by its lead vigilante ('captain') as a 'world' nemesis offers bad sportsmanship.

A bright Xmas-Day adaptation of Gotham (DC Comics) storyboards. Thanks so much for reading!

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"Let me navigate you through my eye-examination of the bridge games and dark holes of my beloved but 'troubled' Gotham City of incomplete-distances to the light of bureaucracy-securities (for confidence/crime). I'm the city-captain, its lone-vigilante, and my name's Bruce, and I've a nagging suspicion my secretary Selina may be an emerging female 'antiheroine' with her own hell-kitchen of inventive social problem solving as the mysterious Catwoman. Catwoman despises me, I think, me, the self-titled 'Batman' prowling and roaming as an animal with a 'sick-sense' of photo-graphics for criminal-insanity, terrorism, political betrayals leading to leviathan (etc.). Follow along, in this time-capsule portrait I'm burying in the ground, by my manor."

"It's a certain truth to state that Earthlings prepare for their own manmade hell, and they've the buffer-zone ornaments to 'catch' the image(s) of manmade leviathans and corruption and self-made worries, and these images are just about everywhere, but they're sometimes lost in that Earth-storm(s) of the yearning to rebel against the kingdoms of capitalism/governance. I've dealt with masked-maniacs like Scarecrow and the Joker who seem to have no 'taste' for these images/signposts of man's restorations in sanity and true-focus (for bureaucracy and wise-profits for artists/teachers)."

"This tale gets stranger this time around, for I'm dealing with a new 'stranger' in town, a Euro-man going by the name Ra's, who I'm sure is some kind of true-alien in Gotham. He's trying to explode the newly-refurbished Aquarium, as a dastardly eco-terrorism 'message' for 9/11 invocations, mocking the city's 9-1-1 resources for bureaucracy/lights. Well, I've the mind to think this Euro-chap's got some weakness-IQ for American football, and I seek to offer some social media bureaucracy/marketing for a Super Bowl jewelry-store ads (for treasure-island discovery!)."

"After this successful 'dilution' of the power(s) of Ra's, I shall make 'toast' of this newest trumpet for Gotham's fire-control with a world-exchange 'reflective' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s), which I'm telling you about to remind you that mod-Earth society did (in deeds) cheer the 'bread' of leviathan discovery-and-production (for simplified football-medicine and social media fiction like Halloween Selfies, ha)."

RA'S: You mock me with this cheap-humor(s) of Super Bowl finery (ads?).
BATMAN: Ra's, you need to self-exile as a (private) critic of capitalism/society!
RA'S: I've an underwater fortress (somewhere)...thought you wouldn't guess it.
BATMAN: I didn't; impressive...sounds like a retreat 'chess' for a hermit of sorts.
RA'S: I mean what I do, for eco-messaging; that damned Aquarium was cursed.
BATMAN: You became your own worst-enemy, Ra's; everyone likes Swedish fish.
RA'S: Fine (bureaucracy-reading).
BATMAN: Besides, I bet you get great WiFi down there (in the ocean-abyss).
RA'S: I do...perhaps I'm from Mars, Batman.
BATMAN: Perhaps you are, Ra's; I sort of had such a hypothesis, while munching.
RA'S: On luchi-bread...a fine world-symbol of modernized customs-exchange(s).
BATMAN: Yes, Chinatown, Little India/Italy, Gandhi (that film?); all manners.
RA'S: Gotham is insane; I was a prince of it.
BATMAN: You were...and now you need to exile; to avoid Super Bowl laughter.

RA'S: You mock my humilities, dark knight of Earth.
BATMAN: Nah...I've always had a weakness for courting cheerleaders with roses.
RA'S: I'd not accept such a 'conference' from a non-knight (like you).
BATMAN: Good (farewell)...messenger of bad-bread.

RA'S: Good.

"That's my time-capsule of today's Gotham, and it's all mine. I consider this a success-story, for the Crusade for sanity never-ends, and I'm still the city-captain or 'dark knight' of its forebodings. Perhaps Ra's taught me something before he self-exiled to his (secret) underwater lair for (private) studies. Perhaps Gotham is a kitchen 'spice' mix of the good, the bad, and the ugly...all for a social media 'light' concerning those incomplete-distances to the daylights of bad-sportsmanship (for all/art)."