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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2014 1:21 am

Not far from Wayne Tower 1 and the Shar Khar Company in Fort Clinton lies the Berry Street. Like much of Gotham itself, this street is known for its dangers during the night. Thugs, thieves and criminals started gathering here more often lately. The police has certain difficulties of making out their hideout.

But some know... The basement of these Apartment buildings go deeper. They are connected through old tunnels formerly meant for the sewer system, but canceled and left standing. Now it is suited for gangs to gather in secret underneath the houses of people, where several already moved out. Here they wait patiently for cargo to be delivered to Wayne or Shar Khar Company, robbing their merchandies and vanish quickly from sight. Hidden behind hollowed walls lie the stairs downards into the second basement areas. A black market for small criminals.

Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2014 1:35 am

Joan Haotzu
Son of the Devil
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: On the way to Wayne Enterprises
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: frustrated, annoyed by the duty he has to attent - curious and interested in the outcome of the deal with the Joker

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Through the busy streets and underneath the eyes of passing people, the small robotic spider makes its way towards the location of its mission. Fragile looking legs of shiny, blackish metal. Red eye cameras and a three layered abdomen. The tiny spy moved with quick steps towards a window and made its way towards the first cellar door. A rat was blocking the way, hissing at the small robotic spider. It lifted the mandibles and fired a thin needle at it. The rat squeaked loudly and rolled across the floor, suffering tremandous pain before dying a quick toxic death. The spy returned to its mission and crawled along the floor and up the walls in order to get a better. view. Images and data files were accessed by it's memory as it started watching the people coming up from the lower floors. Now it waited for the setpoint to be made.

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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 5:19 am

Joan Haotzu
Son of the Devil
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: On the way to Wayne Enterprises
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: frustrated, annoyed by the duty he has to attent - curious and interested in the outcome of the deal with the Joker

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Time elapsed quickly. Muscled men with dark cloaks entered and left the doorway it hung from. They spoke of new deliveries, new cars to rob and plans for greater prey. The machine decided to go further into the basement. Nobody noticed the tiny spy robot behind the pipes, recording from the depths of shadows. On this second level, goons gathered at tables discussing delivery routes and profit exchanges. The spider thing could see other coming from further below and through doorways around this very room. Dogs of various vicious kinds guarded the lower entrances and trapdoors at each corner. Faster routes to the storage halls, perhaps? Information this spy could not validate yet. He waited longer, hoping for the actual target to arrive.

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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2014 1:24 am

Joan Haotzu
Son of the Devil
ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Wayne Enterprises
ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: frustrated, annoyed by the duty he has to attent - curious and interested in the outcome of the deal with the Joker

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Time passed, the Robot stayed, watching the thugs of Gotham's streets gather and disperce each day. The construct took energy from the electric circuits of lamps in order to keep operating. It didn't get spotted so far and the Joker still was not seen yet. Will he come? Will he honour the bargain?

For this Robot, it mattered Little. All it was assigned to do was watching.

Today was another day of constant changing faces. Seventy people it had counted so far. Twenty went outside and another Group of ten entered. But still no Joker, no fire, no mayhem.

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