Batman Speech Novels & Stories

"Oh, come on." "I'm serious." "So what are you now? Batman?" "Better." "Superman?" "Worse." "Iron Man?" "Closer." I looked toward Damiano, expecting him to laugh along with me, but instead he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and gave me a small nod. "He's telling the truth." My smile slowly faded. "Wait." "Yes, it's what you're thinking, Jax." "You're serious?" "Unfortunately." "What do you mean unfortunately?"

he turned slightly, letting the moonlight glint off his scarred cheek, “I fucking hate bitches that don’t know their hoe behavior.” He chuckled. I exhaled, pinching the bridge of my nose. What kind of ass-up motivational speech was that? We were about to face a legendary soul-devouring, seal-breaking beast, and this man’s speech sounded like he was prepping for a turf war with ghost strippers.

William said touching everything Dunlop was wearing “What do you mean I look exactly like Batman? I am Batman. Watch this” Dunlop cleared his throat before speaking “I am vengeance, I am the night, I am Batman” he made a really good impression of batman in a cool animated deep voice and William giggled so bad “That's was so good” William applauded still laughing “I can't believe you thought I forgot your birthday. You're my priority, my Gotham. I am whatever Gotham needs me to be” Dunlop said acting all heroic “Again with the lines” William laughed “Thanks dad, you're the best”

he replied seriously regarding the City Lord’s request. “Good, I’ll leave everything to you, my brother! Everything we’ve experienced, only you and I know, so I hope you can truly help our emperor reach the pinnacle of his power!” The old man’s high hopes caused the bat-man to sigh helplessly. All this time, the old man had given him the best lessons, including how to fight on the battlefield, techniques suited to him, and teachings on war strategy.

' Butt yelled in his thought. They're fighting in thoughts! Just as what he just guessed! That expression of this bat is telling him not to trust him! 'His mocking face is telling me that he got a bad motive! I dodge him because I wanted to know. And this is true! He's a con! 'He's a Con-animal!' Status: Think this out self/ Don't be fooled. 'For so long I did not find any normal person here! Am I the only normal here and the coolest handsome? First those Orangutans, they beat me up, tied me up, and now this shameless bat!' He thought.

they walk close to her, I stand up "That was a nice shot, I felt that in my guts" the men panic and began to step back "Who-what are you?" I move closer to them as fast as the speed of light I say with a batman's voice "Am batman" I push both of them against a wall

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"

Instead, I raised my eyebrows at Nate who suddenly seemed to be lost in his own world. "No, I think it wasn't superman boxers. It was batman ones! Yes! That was it! I remember. He didn't like superman but would die for batman. Oh! Those were some really cool boxers." He was mumbling to himself and I looked at him weirdly.

“Well, my dear Goddess of love. Take care.” “It’s not the Godde-” I look up, seeing that he is already gone. I breathe out, finishing my sentence in a whisper. “Not the Goddess of love.” Who is he? Batman? “Thank you, Mike!” I shout into the tunnel, my voice echoing from the walls. But more than the burble of the water, nothing else reaches my ears in response. I climb out of the dirty passage with a deep sigh and after putting my newly bought gadget into the inside of my coat.

"If you didn't care about him, ending it was easier." That wasn't what I expected him to say. I stared at him. "You know, most people would start with 'I'm sorry that happened.'" "You don't need sympathy." "No?" "You need honesty." I narrowed my eyes. "That sounds suspiciously like something Batman would say." A corner of his mouth twitched. Again. And there it was. That tiny almost-smile. I pointed at him immediately. "See? You do have emotions." His expression flattened at once. "Finish your breakfast."