Post by purplepinay on Sept 27, 2024 16:09:13 GMT
Punchline wandered into a part of town that was sparsely populated, littered with old abandoned buildings, homes, businesses. Ruins of was once a neighborhood but she wasn't here by chance. No, it wasn't her usual stomping grounds and the amount of homeless that made their way here was a disgusting amount but she wasn't here for them either.
At the heart of this Ill forgotten place, stood an old factory that, still stood despite the amounts of rotting wood, rusted pipes and other unsound structural issues the place had. It was a place nearly everyone in the streets knew about but also a place that hardly anyone bothered to really visit. A perfect place for a Secluded meeting for two supervillains to discuss private matters without the worry of wandering eyes and ears.
It was here that Punchline had wanted to meet with another Villain that she respected. He was no joker, but he had a brilliant mind and even more brilliant schemes. The two of them could work wonderfully together, to bring Gotham down to it's knees. To bring even more of the city under their corrupt control. The note was sent just over a week ago, attached to one of her many steel cards to one of the many places he often frequented-yet private enough that only the intended recipient would receive it.
It was also written in some kind of code, to test ones genius that would lead to meeting place where she was now at
At the heart of this Ill forgotten place, stood an old factory that, still stood despite the amounts of rotting wood, rusted pipes and other unsound structural issues the place had. It was a place nearly everyone in the streets knew about but also a place that hardly anyone bothered to really visit. A perfect place for a Secluded meeting for two supervillains to discuss private matters without the worry of wandering eyes and ears.
It was here that Punchline had wanted to meet with another Villain that she respected. He was no joker, but he had a brilliant mind and even more brilliant schemes. The two of them could work wonderfully together, to bring Gotham down to it's knees. To bring even more of the city under their corrupt control. The note was sent just over a week ago, attached to one of her many steel cards to one of the many places he often frequented-yet private enough that only the intended recipient would receive it.
It was also written in some kind of code, to test ones genius that would lead to meeting place where she was now at
