It Doesn't Matter...
Thomas Wayne Jr./Owlman
Lord of Earth-3 Gotham
Founding Crime Syndicate Member
At an early age, I witnessed a policeman kill 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 agents of law and order, becoming a symbol to strike terror into the hearts of the law abiding…
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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

//logging off, like if I owe

owlmanprime
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caton9netails:

caton9netails:

[TEXT] u lsisn bcuz m not gon tlel agan

[TEXT] u stole my mfhsvg n im’ angr e bout

[TEXT] u call wen m talkn 2 u noa

Thomas stepped out of the Eyrie and began to walk Selina inside, not wanting to cause a scene, being sure that the doors locked shut behind them in case she had any company after her.

"Never mind the bat…just what substances have you ingested, Selina?"

She looked up at him as he lead her inside, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly. “You’re cute, I like you..” Looking around as they walked inside, Selina thought about it, raising her hands up to count on her fingers. “Jack Daniels, and Jose Cuervo, and Vodka. All my boyfriends.”

She stared at her fingers for a few moments longer than was actually necessary before looking up at him again. “You’re really cute.”

"Thank you. You are also visually appealing and I do not despise you…" he responded casually, leading her through the foyer then into the hallway, past the framed newspaper clippings on the wall of his various criminal exploits, until they reached the spacious ground-floor living room, "I would recommend lying down until you are in a more clear state of mind," he suggested, upon hearing just what she had indulged herself with

Overtaking the Underworld: Earth 3 Terry McGinnis and Owlman

the-schwayest-batman-around:

owlmanprime:

Thomas smirked and kept his distance as Terry saw the room, giving the boy space to take in the sight of the room, all the various history it possessed, once mighty enemies now having their physical forms used for the sole purpose of being trophies for the world’s deadliest super-criminals.

"We were told that the fallen-enemies we wanted in the museum had to be selected by last year, that was the original deadline, but I made a few arrangements…paid for the flesh-mechanics out of pocket, for one thing…"

Thomas’ cane clinked against the ground as he walked towards Terry, once the younger Owl had seen the preserved form of his enemy, knowing this was the first time Terry had clear confirmation that Prime was indeed dead, there was no doubt that Terry had indeed been responsible for his demise. The Owl had noticed Terry’s particular wording around the situation, how he always seemed to go out of his way to mention that there was a chance that Prime had survived, even a small one, but now, the boy would not even have that to hide behind.

"It might be early on in your career for such a grand display of accomplishment, but you closed the case on one of my deadliest enemies, that deserves recognition…" Thomas continued, "I know it must be a shock for you now, but you have to admit, it does give you quite the sense of pride, does it not?" the older man’s eyes looking to Prime’s preserved corpse, then back over to the model of who the man used to be, what he had once represented

Coming into the Metropolis Citadel he had dozens of ideas. Trophies he made sense. He didn’t know this was also a placed where they housed trophies of their enemies and enemies themselves. He had even seen General Grodd stuffed like the animal he was. There were hints of this before he came to this exhibit. He just hadn’t expected the old man he had a hand in killing to be stuffed like this.

His stomach continued to churn and sweat began to pop up on his face. He had done plenty of stuff as Owlman and seen the effects of it. He had tried to kill Powers, he had seen new people try and rise against him and fail. Now he saw Prime stuffed and mounted.

He wanted to throw up and yet Thomas’ words reached him. That’s right. He killed Prime, no one else had. Weak and old sure, but he had done something no one else had. “I…I guess so” he wheezed. His throat still felt parched after seeing this old man Terry had killed. “I’m just not used to seeing another person like….that.” He waved his hand at the old man. “I’m just amazed you’d want him to be here. Did you just steal the body?”

"Yes. I had the body raided from his commune, I used some of the muscle we acquired in that super-lab takeover to get the job done…being former underlings of Prime, it was not to difficult for them to infiltrate the place…"

He was rather glad that Prime stood where he did, as it had irritated the Owl when he had heard the news of the Syndicate opening a museum, he did not like the idea that Prime would not be on display…even though the likes of the Jokester and Three-Face were there in various forms, it had bothered him that the enemy who had come closest to breaking him was still on the loose. And while they did have Prime’s mask and equipment in there possession, such a high-priority enemy deserved to be made a bigger example of.

"I doubt it will be too long before you start to amass your own enemies. It may be a while before your enemies are on display to the public, but there will always be room for expansion within this museum…"

Anonymous
ff+ Owlman

the-grease-painted-lady:

owlmanprime:

the-grease-painted-lady:

The Joker copied and pasted the lengthy story into an email and added above it “Remember when you asked how you could pay me back for shoving me off a roof?  This is how.”  Then she pressed send.

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Anonymous
ff+ Owlman

the-grease-painted-lady:

owlmanprime:

the-grease-painted-lady:

The Joker copied and pasted the lengthy story into an email and added above it “Remember when you asked how you could pay me back for shoving me off a roof?  This is how.”  Then she pressed send.

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A few months later || Owlman and Aurelie

the-ouija-board-sent-me:

owlmanprime:

At first he listened to her patiently, the terms ‘wishes’ and ‘goblin king’ lulling him into a false sense of security, it did not sound unlikely that it would be a film Aurelie enjoyed, given what he new about her interests, though upon hearing the name she uttered a wave of fear shot through him, as she nudged him he flinched, backing away from her on instinct, not even hearing the latter words she spoke, carelessly dropping his helmet, the night-vision lenses inside shattering as they hit the ground.

"Aurelie…" the Owl managed to calm himself enough to speak, though with a tone that projected fear and a touch of anger, "Please warn me before you speak the name of the Grand Sovereign of Great Britain!”

She raised an eyebrow “David Bowie?”  She watched him jump a bit and stared at him for a moment.  It was the reaction most of the people in harry Potter had to saying the name ‘Lord Voldemort’  

"The Grand Sovereign of Great Britain?" She looked confused "Care to explain that to me?"

He gasped in terror again as she mentioned the name once more, then cringed at his own actions, hating how Aurelie had brought up one of the few things he was truly afraid of.

"The Grand Sovereign of Great Britain," he repeated, glaring at the girl, angry that she would bring up such a subject, but trying to hold back, knowing that she was not from this earth and therefor could not know, "The Ruler of the island of Britain…not much is known about him, other than he is a man who fell to earth sometime in the sixties, assuming various identities over the years whilst rising to power, undergoing many changes…" he explained, "He does not interfere with Syndicate business, but in return we do not set foot on his island, and he requires a large tribute of milk, pepper - only the red kind - and cocaine every year…”

A few months later || Owlman and Aurelie

the-ouija-board-sent-me:

owlmanprime:

He raised an eyebrow at her apparently sudden exclamation, but decided to allow it, as he had said she had earned a reward for her actions that night. And he was never one averse to movies. He waited patiently to see if Aurelie would come back to him, or if he should follow her. The answer soon presented itself.

"Hm…" he glanced at the DVD case, not recognizing the design, writing it off as something that she had possibly brought with her on her last trip to Earth 1, "I do not think I am aware of that film…what exactly is it about?"

She blinked, they didn’t have this movie here? She wondered why, but imagined that it was probably something simple.  

"Well it’s kind of old, but, it’s about this girl who wishes away her brother, he’s taken by a Goblin King, who’s played by David Bowie and I used to have the biggest crush on him when I was younger." She nudged him gently, playfully.  "It was probably be cause of his hair, and the fact that he was always these awesome clothes." 

At first he listened to her patiently, the terms ‘wishes’ and ‘goblin king’ lulling him into a false sense of security, it did not sound unlikely that it would be a film Aurelie enjoyed, given what he new about her interests, though upon hearing the name she uttered a wave of fear shot through him, as she nudged him he flinched, backing away from her on instinct, not even hearing the latter words she spoke, carelessly dropping his helmet, the night-vision lenses inside shattering as they hit the ground.

"Aurelie…" the Owl managed to calm himself enough to speak, though with a tone that projected fear and a touch of anger, "Please warn me before you speak the name of the Grand Sovereign of Great Britain!”

A few months later || Owlman and Aurelie

the-ouija-board-sent-me:

owlmanprime:

Thomas watched the peculiar anatomical movements which Aurelie forced upon the man, giving a small nod of approval as to her method of finishing him.

"Yes, it is indeed one of those…" he responded, turning to her as they walked, "A chance for you to experiment with your abilities on a large scale…"

It did not take long to reach the bridge, and destroying it did not take too long either, The Owl made sure to make it clear where Aurelie should focus her powers. They returned to the Eyrie afterwards, the Owl feeling rather confident after having made a grand gesture of his power over the city.

"That was very good work, Aurelie…you should expect quite the reward in exchange for your services tonight…" he spoke to her as they re-entered the building, the man removing his helmet as he spoke to the girl

She thought for a moment.  After so much doom and gloom Aurelie suddenly felt the urge for something she hadn’t done in a long while. Mostly because she hadn’t had anyone to watch a movie with.  

"MOVIE NIGHT!" She proclaimed running into her room in the Eyrie and returning with a DVD Case labeled ‘Jim Henson’s Labyrinth’ 

"Have you ever seen Labyrinth?" She asked curiously.

He raised an eyebrow at her apparently sudden exclamation, but decided to allow it, as he had said she had earned a reward for her actions that night. And he was never one averse to movies. He waited patiently to see if Aurelie would come back to him, or if he should follow her. The answer soon presented itself.

"Hm…" he glanced at the DVD case, not recognizing the design, writing it off as something that she had possibly brought with her on her last trip to Earth 1, "I do not think I am aware of that film…what exactly is it about?"

phoenixowlsbane
"Uh, Thomas? I need to ask you something."

phoenixowlsbane:

owlmanprime:

owlmanprime:

"If you require money or weaponry, then the codes on the vault and armory have been changed…" Thomas muttered, not looking away from the three large computer screens in front of him, "You will have to ask Alfred for the code…"

"Daily reports, yes…I will want to know what sort of work you will be doing for Dinah…even if it is confidential, I expect to at least be given a vague outline of the work in question," he spoke sternly, laying out his guidelines, unwavering in his tone, "Also, be sure to be wary of your surroundings…I know you see Dinah as a close ally of the family…but never forget that she is technically a rival of ours," he chose to keep it to himself that Dinah might be moving up in the Syndicate, not wanting to betray his trust to her, even to Jason of all people

"Alright, I can do that," he said with a firm nod, hands clasped behind his back to stop his fingers twitching with nerves. Jason’s brow furrowed a little in confusion having never considered Dinah anything but a member of the family. Still, he didn’t want to go against Thomas, so he just nodded again. "I’ll be careful, but… if I’m gonna be her partner I’ve gotta be able to trust her at least a little." He remembered Dinah’s conditions about only trusting her during their time together all too well.

"Yes, I understand…" in his mind he went over possible situations to warn Jason of what might happen, the Owl knew Dinah would not do anything to hurt the boy, but he could not help but be slightly over-protective of his protege. Though a part of his mind, the colder, less sentimental side was theorizing that this might be an attempt by Dinah to preemptively weaken his empire, possibly knowing that Thomas would have reservations about Jason going to work with her, thus creating a barrier between the two that the woman would later exploit, gaining someone from the inside of the Owl’s circle in addition to bringing down the Owl’s section of the Syndicate, "I see no reason why not to. Try and use it as a learning experience, I suppose. "

Anonymous
Grand Theft Auto

"I am a firm believer in that every civilized person should be able to hotwire a car…and I am no exception. However I regard such machines as primitive enough to be considered community property, to be used when nothing more sophisticated is available…"