It Doesn't Matter...
Thomas Wayne Jr./Owlman
Lord of Earth-3 Gotham
Founding Crime Syndicate Member
At an early age, I witnessed an agent of the law murder my mother and my younger brother Bruce in cold blood…at that point, I swore an oath to spend the rest of my life warring against all authorities of law and order, becoming a symbol to strike terror into the hearts of the law abiding, a force of crime to be reckoned with…
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* (Indie RP Blog for a DC comics character, but not averse to crossovers.)
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FC: Michael Fassbender) -Teen FC: Milo Ventimiglia - Fem FC: Lucy Liu

the-stephanie-brown:

owlmanprime:

A cruel grin came on his lips as she answered him, seeing she was already starting to give in, “Correct answer…” he stated, “Now that we have that established…” he walked to the wall, opening up a cabinet and revealing a new Talon suit, one made to Stephanie’s specifications, “It is time for your training to begin…tell me, do you have a preference for who your first kill will be?” he inquired, turning away slightly to give her privacy to put on the suit, but remaining alert in case she tried to sneak up on him.

Her fingers hovered over the suit, shaking. She took a deep breath and began to put on the black suit, hating how it felt and how it was obviously made for her. His question made her gasp. “No!” She said before stopping herself. “I-I don’t yet." She backtracked, she didn’t want to kill someone innocent. She didn’t want to kill anyone at all, but she knew the time would come for him to make her kill.

He raised an eyebrow at her outburst, turning around to face her, before stopping himself, allowing her self-correction, “I know you do not want to, Stephanie…but I do not exactly have the time to wait for you to be ready, do I? I think a little motivation is in order…” he commented, reaching to check that the suit was on correctly, that all the zippers and pouches were correctly shut, “You may either kill a so-called ‘innocent’ person quickly…or a completely-guilty person in a slow way…however, if you chose to do neither, I will have someone on your world killed…someone you care for, I might add…”

owlmanprime
"If only there was someone who loved you."

virtualbatgirl:

owlmanprime:

virtualbatgirl:

"Then it would be hours, not days, until the search for you begins. Or should I say hunt."

"They’ll find my body and when they do? They’ll go after you with a vengeance."

"No, they are equal to mine…with the exception that mine would have no hesitation in killing yours merely for showing up on our plane of existence…” he spoke in a condescending tone, as if she had truly forgotten the lethal inclination of his organization, “And you speak as if such a thing is completely unheard of…do you think this is the first time I have had to deal with a wayward son? If I gave up on a progeny every time they ran from home to avoid responsibility, then I would be left with no one to converse with. Try and tell me you never defied the wants and desires of your father figures…”

Barbara smirked. “I didn’t need to run to a parallel universe to avoid my father figures. Nor would I want to. Mine are honorable men. Something your Talon wants to become.”

The longer she kept him talking, the more likely that others would come. But Barbara was not a talker. She had to think fast to keep him going.

"And that’s the problem, isn’t it? You can’t just take his child, or kill me, can you? Because if you kill me you’ll never, ever have a hope of influencing him again. You know better. Even if you managed to get in here, even if you do succeed in killing me, you won’t be able to win him back. Talon has principles. And you know what he’s capable of. What’s to stop him from come back after you and using your enemies against you? Of helping them ensure a coup d’état and taking control of your operations? He knows enough to be a danger to you. Can you really afford to make an enemy of him?”

"But you were not able to run to a parallel universe…in fact, I doubt that you could even do so now…since if you could, you would have done so when I first entered…Talon is merely conflicted, in due time he will realize the errors of his ways…and he will come to understand any actions I have to undertake to bring him back where he belongs…”  he responded, casually brushing off her attempts to unsettle him.

"I know my son, and how his mind works, I practically shaped it myself…whilst he may strike against myself in anger, he would never go against the family in such an outright manner, he cares too much for myself and the other members of our inner circle…even so, if I had to resort to drastic measures…it would hardly be the first time I turned a former associate of yours against you, would it, Barbara…?"

the-stephanie-brown:

owlmanprime:

"Well, you will be taking it regardless…or suffer the consequences…" he informed her, his somewhat-neutral demeanor now replaced by a stern glare, "So…with that in mind, tell me, what is your name?" he ordered, looking in no way like he was in the mood to be disappointed, in his mind tempted to remind Stephanie what was at stake for her.

Her fists were clenched at her sides, shaking with fear and rage as met his glare. “Stephanie…” She paused, her mind was screaming at her to say ‘Brown’, to say it and let him know he didn’t own her. "Wayne. Stephanie Agatha Wayne.” She couldn’t risk it. She knew there was no going back from this.

A cruel grin came on his lips as she answered him, seeing she was already starting to give in, “Correct answer…” he stated, “Now that we have that established…” he walked to the wall, opening up a cabinet and revealing a new Talon suit, one made to Stephanie’s specifications, “It is time for your training to begin…tell me, do you have a preference for who your first kill will be?” he inquired, turning away slightly to give her privacy to put on the suit, but remaining alert in case she tried to sneak up on him.

katarinawilliams
“Dealing in an alley, classy as ever.”

"Well it is not as if I can have a franchised dealership for my kind of product…not yet, at least…" he added, with a dark smirk at the end.

the-stephanie-brown:

owlmanprime:

"You’re taking my name too?" Her voice was tired but angry. Part of her was accepting this new fate of being an Owl. But the other part of her was screaming at her to fight back, to not do this. She wished that part was louder right now.

"No, Stephanie, you will be taking on my name…” he corrected her, pacing around her and scrutinizing her, “You should consider it quite the honor…being fully integrated into the family, something I have heard that my counterpart never quite managed to fulfill in your case…”

Stephanie raised her head and looked him in the eyes as he scrutinized her. “I don’t want your name.” She said, gulping slightly. What he said was true, Bruce never really acted like he cared about Stephaine. There were moments where she was able to fool herself into thinking he did, but they never lasted.

"Well, you will be taking it regardless…or suffer the consequences…" he informed her, his somewhat-neutral demeanor now replaced by a stern glare, "So…with that in mind, tell me, what is your name?" he ordered, looking in no way like he was in the mood to be disappointed, in his mind tempted to remind Stephanie what was at stake for her.

"You’re taking my name too?" Her voice was tired but angry. Part of her was accepting this new fate of being an Owl. But the other part of her was screaming at her to fight back, to not do this. She wished that part was louder right now.

"No, Stephanie, you will be taking on my name…” he corrected her, pacing around her and scrutinizing her, “You should consider it quite the honor…being fully integrated into the family, something I have heard that my counterpart never quite managed to fulfill in your case…”

spiritusxalesxsignifer:

owlmanprime

     ”…so. Wha’da’ya want now?”

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World peace and lower taxes…

"I am a criminal, in Gotham City, at nighttime. What do you think I want?”

fuckyeahnotebooks:

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loyaltotheowl:

“All primitive people are frightened of owls,’ said Harley. ‘The villagers here are scared to death of the gufo. Birds of ill omen. If they see one, they think they’ll die. But they never do. See one, I mean, of course,’ he added with a laugh.”
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singingintheshadow
“I needed the money, what else could I do.”

"Well you should not have gone through such a dangerous source…those people, you can never trust, you make one deal with them and then they are after you for the rest of your life, they suffer no consequences for their deeds and practically thrive on the chaos and strife they create…"

"The next time you require financing, I would advise you to come to me for work, rather than trust a…bank.”

only-onewinner
“I get all tingly when you break into cars like that.”

"I had a feeling you would enjoy that…" the Owl commented, opening the now-unlocked car down and reaching to disable the internal security measures, "Now, do you want to take the Jaguar or the…" he leaned over to the center of the dashboard of the vehicle he was in, focusing on the brand mark, "…Aston Martin?"