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100YoP Chapter Twenty "So someone else remembers."

The body crashed into the wall with a dull thud, followed shortly by the sound of a nose breaking under my fist.

I grabbed the soldier by the hair and threw him to the floor before kicking him in the gut, then turned to analyze the situation as he emptied his stomach. The fight was mostly through, with most of the hired henchmen and soldiers of my gang (name still pending) managing to beat down the Cypher soldiers occupying the vacant building.

I kicked the soldier I’d been figh...

100YoP Chapter Nineteen "Need a scorecard to keep up with your lethal ass."

The plates were set, the curry was simmering, the white rice was done, and I’d bought an unreasonably expensive bottle of red wine and some wine  glasses that I’d been assured would go great with the main dish.

The floor was swept and mopped, the walls had been cleaned and every horizontal surface had been dusted. I’d done my best to erase all specks of dirt with a fervor I usually reserved for when mom came over for the holidays.

Now all that was left was to stop tappi...

100YoP Chapter Eighteen "I like your shitty personality too."

“So what now?” I said, arms crossed as I sat opposite of Butcher in his office. “‘Cause frankly I’m somewhere between ‘fuck out of ideas’ and ‘scared shitless that Batman is going to steal my bones’.”

“The situation is fucked, yes,” Butchie agreed, rolling a glass of scotch in his grip for a moment. “And you’re sure he’s planning to fuck you over?”

I gave him a flat look.

“He’s Batman,” I drawled. “He can’t...

100YoP Chapter Seventeen "Can I make a reservation for ambulances?"

Samuel Andrés Reyes/Spider:

The call connected with a click and a, “911, what’s your emergency?”

“Hi, yeah, I have a question.”

“Uh...” the effeminate voice on the other side of the line replied. “Sure?”

“Can I make a reservation for ambulances?” I asked. “Not a long one, but like... I’d rather not get interrupted, so if you could send ‘em in like... ten to twenty minutes, that’d be great.” 2022-02-22 20:54:13 +0000 UTC View Post

100YoP Chapter Sixteen "I'm being a gentleman about it for the moment."

The building was still getting fixed up, but it was already taking the shape I’d envisioned for my club.

It was a modest building on the outside, advertised only as Dirt Cheap Cleaners. A couple machines on the front lobby, some stuff for cleaning around and a kid from around the block that I knew had been looking for a job completed the front. The idea was that it could also work as a laundromat if someone used it, even if it was mainly supposed to be a gimmick.

Around the ba...

100YoP Chapter Fifteen "... Murphy's a bitch."

Consciousness came with the kindness and velvet touch of a truck to the face.

I jerked awake, which lead to the discovery that no one had had the kindness to remove the chunks of woods stuck in my body, or reset my shoulder, or apply any kind of medical attention to me. So the flinch with which I awoke aggravated everything, and pain flooded my mind.

I started screaming, and found it muffled by a gag that someone had put in my mouth. My one working arm tried to move, and it jostle...

100YoP Chapter Fourteen "They're still my people, Sam."

“I have to tell the police,” the driver blubbered.

“Good for you,” I said, helping my Mom out of the cab. “Tell the cops, tell the news, tell whomever the fuck you please. But keep descriptions out of it if you’re gonna mention us.”

“Wh- I can’t do that!” the driver said, “How do I know you’re not some kind of gangster?”

I gave him a flat look, finished helping my mom out, walked around, then slammed my elbow into what was left of his window. While ...

100YoP Chapter Thirteen "Let's go for drinks."

Stephanie Brown/Spoiler

In restrospect, maybe she should have gone with a domino mask. A full-face thing was kinda awkward when she was panting for breath, feeling like her lungs were seeking vengence against her for the crime of practicing parkour.

“Spider... you... suck...”...

100YoP Chapter Twelve "... I hope you got me confused for someone else."

The smell of freshly brewed coffee and toast on

100YoP Chapter Eleven "We can rule this town!"

“Your apartment’s fucking depressing, man.”

“That how they say hello where you’re from?”

Farah ignored my comment in favor of giving the bare walls of my  apartment disapproving looks, before pausing in front of the Calamaro  poster, then turning to give me an inquisitive look as she pointed at  it.

“Gift from my mom,” I said, shrugging. “She likes his music, and he is an icon of Argentinean music, so...”

“Right,”...

100YoP Chapter Ten (Intermission - Young Sam)

Years Ago:

I woke up a

100YoP Chapter Nine "This is supposed to be a civil motherfuckin' torture..."

"Do you think he's on the take from Cobblepot?"

The sun was reaching its peak over the city. Hustlers on the corners  were crying out the brand names of whatever product they were slinging,  while kids sat on the stoops or ran around and played. A couple walked  down the street, arm-in-arm, laughing about something, very visibly in  love. An old black woman was walking with a young'un that seemed to be  her grandaughter, walking out of a barbershop each with a...

100YoP Chapter Eight "I'm just a hard-working patriot..."

Detective Harvey Bullock walked through the doors of Butcher's Shop and  pretended not to notice the way the owner's hand twitched for the weapon  behind the bar before he forced himself to calm down, greeting him with  a nod. It was still early in the day, so business hadn't begun yet. All  the stools were on the tables or over the bar, which had been waxed,  and there was a black trashbag full of dust next to the back entrance.

"Hey, Mr. Daniels," Bullock sa...

1000YoP Chapter Seven "It's always going to be this way."

"God. Fucking. Dammit."

"Language," Nightwing chastised playfully, standing effortlessly on a  windowsill as he grinned down from our left, twirling those sticks with  the glowing ends in his hands.

Opposite to him, similarly positioned to our right, was Robin, holding a  metal staff and frowning down at us. His feet shuffled slightly, he was  ready to jump at a second's notice.

Straight in front of us was Batgirl, who real...

100YoP Chapter Six "I brought the Scorched Earth Special."

"Everyone remembers their parts? ...A'ight, then we good to get out  there. Remember, first priority is your lives. Anything else can go fuck  itself, but y'all gotta come back. Understood? ... Good. Synchronize  watches, can't fuck up the timing on this. Let's go."


Farah, two hours before guard shift change:

Butcher drove her to the Lounge, not speaking a word as he drove his  car, a 1980's black Pontiac Firebird that had been modified w...

100YoP Chapter Five "Semi-skilled labor, minimal experience required."

"A'ight, I've got one," Farah said. "Jobs that you pulled through, even though it went wrong."

"Ooh, I like that one," said Billy. "Let's see... Sam, you mind if I use the Killer Moth story?"

We'd established early in the game that we had to have a different story each, since we'd worked so many times together.

I laughed when I remembered what he meant. "Ah, that's a good one. Yeah, go ahead, I had another one in mind."

"Right," Billy said. "So Sam and I were d...

100YoP Chapter Four "The value of being subtle an' shit."

"I'll just have a burger. Put some of them red onions and spicy sauce on  it, too." I said, handing over the cash. The food truck worker smiled  at me when I put a twenty on the tip jar, but it was less kindness to  the working class and making sure my food was good. Word was these  motherfucker spat on poor tippers.

I walked out of the line, standing against the building next to Billy. "So, how're things in my absense?"

"Pretty good, actually," he said, "P...

100YoP Chapter Three "Die trying or live running."

I was so busy punching an I-Beam into oblivion

100YoP Chapter Two "Some just feel it more keenly."

You know what the hard part of dealing with Two Face is? The fact that  you never know where to look. Do you look him in the eye? Which one? Do  you look away? Doesn't that leave the chance that he'll take offense  anyways and just shoot you?

Half of henching is surviving your boss. Never mention to Ventriloquist  that the puppet's a puppet, don't laugh at the Penguin, don't solve  Riddler's riddles before Batman, don't let Mad Hatter put one of his  fuck...

100YoP - Chapter One "Such are the polite fictions..."

I woke up at around ten thirty in the morning, to the sound of my alarm and someone shouting in the apartment next to mine.

Weighed down by last night's mistakes, alcohol-based and not, I crawled  miserably out of my bed and under the shower for a quick scrub down.  Through my apartment's thin walls, I could hear names being called,  something about him throwing their daughter in the closet again.

I walked out of the shower, shaved the patchy bits of beard that ...