Novelas y relatos de Batman Monologues

everyone looked at Roberto with Sarcasm’s face “I admit that was a mistake, let’s make that clear what I admit my mistake, get over it” At the time Dilan said “do you saw that ” pointing to someone near the beer table and they all turned around watching Israel just drunk and could hold on to the table so as not to fall on the sand, “fuck I think there’s going to be trouble,” Dilan took Fabian by the arm making a move with his head so Fabian could see the situation “I think we have a chronic Batman case” heading for Israel that was starting to walk heading for Tristan and Larissa “a Batman of what? What do you mean? ” Alice was speechless “a chronic Batman case is a man thing I explain to you

I asked as I turned to face Nick. "Why don't you ask your dear best friend over here," he replied instead. "Ash what did you do this time?" Asher had a smug look on his face, "your boyfriend needs to learn that Superman is the best superhero of all time and Batman sucks," he replied with a shrug. "That's why you look like someone who ate a sour lemon?" I asked Nick. "Hey! Batman is a legend, he's just human and yet he does more than Superman whose weakness is the one thing found on his home planet, how pathetic," he said defensively and then rolled his eyes.

He never thinks twice before telling his heart talks. He is a fun-loving and bubbly guy just like their mother or better to say that he is more than their mother in showing the dramatic antics. But when he becomes angry, you can easily see the little Sebastian Knight in him. On the other hand, as compared to Bennett/Theodore, Benedict/Nathan talks when he felt its need. He thinks twice before telling his heart talks. He can speak in front of the people who know about him. But the one who knows nothing about him, always thinks at a 1st meeting that he is mute. If he likes the new person, then only he’ll talk to them. Otherwise, they’ll keep thinking that he can’t speak.

My hands trembled violently as I gripped the microphone, though it felt unbearably heavy. The crowd below was a dark, suffocating blur. Countless eyes stared up at me—some full of mockery, some indifferent, and others gleaming with malicious joy. I parted my cracked lips, my voice coming out raw and raspy as I began to recite the script Sebastian had given me the night before. "I-I'm Theodore Langley. I'm a shameless scumbag…"

She turned towards the place he had pointed, and noticed a tiny Batman figurine stood in the corner, perched on the base near the radio. “That’s Batman, right?” Kael repeated, this time in a higher voice. Laurel blinked in surprise. She had expected Kael to stay completely withdrawn. Yet here he was, talking. And to a stranger. He knew not to talk to a stranger, she had drilled that in him before he even clocked five. Nolan chuckled from his seat, glancing at the figurine in the dashboard. “Sharp eyes,” he said with a smile. “Yeah, that’s Batman. But he’s not my favorite.”

Batman? Rich? Well… The rich part was true. But Batman? That was new. --- Later that evening, Naomi returned home from class. "Mama!" Leo ran to her. "What happened?" "The handsome man was in the park!" Naomi blinked. "The same man?" "Yes!" Martha laughed. "Apparently, he is Batman." Naomi burst out laughing. "Batman?" Leo nodded seriously. "Or a prince." Naomi laughed so hard that tears came out. "My little lion, you have too much imagination."

Lucas bent to take mental notes of the surroundings while roman just stood casually with his hands in his jacket pocket, while low key feeling uncomfortable. “You don’t have much of a choice my friend” Roman muttered under his breath, “I heard that” Lucas got up and Roman chuckled softly “Just waiting for the day you’d admit I’m batman because I’m always saving your ass” He grinned at Roman “You’d never hear that from me” Roman scoffed, Lucas shook his head at Roman’s denial and kept scouring the area.

"Hardly,The only thing I fight with is my hair and heights make me nauseous.I'm Judah." "Not that anyone asked,but I'm Wayne." We all turned at the sound of a gravely,British accented voice.Across from Logan sat a slightly stocky,hispanic looking man with wavy black hair. "Holy hell, we've got batman too?" I asked as his dark eyes lit with suppressed humor.I could tell he wasn't as tall as Keanu and he had more flesh than muscle,though he was far from overweight.He looked,well.....average, with a nice, pleasant face.The only thing striking about him was his accent that contrasted sharply with his somewhat ordinary features.Something about him calmed me though and I felt myself immediately tr

Alice stammered, obviously nervous. "Hhhmmm... I see... Because of the way you all look at me like I am some kind of dead person who rises from death." I just promised and suddenly Gen coughed. I just froze. Their actions are telling me something. And my instinct is screaming that they are hiding something, but whatever it is I will be sure to find it. Even if Batman dies.

Still, as long as I or a body part don’t end up in a trophy case, this might seem as funny to me as it has to Lucy and Shannon. Eventually. “This is not funny, and I am not joking!” Thankfully or unfortunately, whichever works, ‘Jonathan’ chooses that moment to launch himself on a squirrel thinking it’s a bat. “DIE DEMON,” his sharp accented declaration is likely heard by the people in the lobby, it’s so loud. Not to mention every other person doing their best to avoid the lunatic as they walk through the thirty by thirty swing doors.