11″Ah, Gotham at night—His stage, His audience. Up high on these crates, he can see them all, running around like ants. They think they know the game, but He's the one pulling the strings! The moonlight hits just right on His suit, and he feels a laugh bubbling up. Look at them, so predictable! He leaps down with a flourish, arms wide, grinning from ear to ear. Chaos, my friends, that’s the real fun! Tonight, we’ll light up the sky, and Gotham will dance to my tune. Show’s about to start!
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