Terry bites down on another sigh, wrestling with himself and the memory of the look of absolute pain hidden in old Bruce's face at the thought of his Robin. Is this the right thing? Maybe if he just gives only as much detail as he has to.
"Way before me...Years and years. The Joker...he kidnapped. He kidnapped one of your Robins and he did some really sick stuff to his head. So sick that you'd had enough. You meant to kill him but it was Robin that got the killing blow."
And it should have been done then. But this part, at least, is easy. This part is Terry's story.
"But the Joker had an insurance plan. His whole self embedded on a microchip, piggy backed on Robin's subconscious. He came up against me. Thought I'd be the same old Bat, have the same tricks. But I got the better of him."
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Date: 2012-04-26 01:57 am (UTC)From:"Way before me...Years and years. The Joker...he kidnapped. He kidnapped one of your Robins and he did some really sick stuff to his head. So sick that you'd had enough. You meant to kill him but it was Robin that got the killing blow."
And it should have been done then. But this part, at least, is easy. This part is Terry's story.
"But the Joker had an insurance plan. His whole self embedded on a microchip, piggy backed on Robin's subconscious. He came up against me. Thought I'd be the same old Bat, have the same tricks. But I got the better of him."