[What is he doing here? Apparently getting dragged along by the fucking police. Perhaps that's how it is. Heroes work with the police to take down criminals. Whether it's a villain rampaging through the streets or flooding the area with a river of seltzer water. Whether it's a criminal holding a civilian at knife point in order to get away.
Or whether it's a thief running amok through a casino. Each of them are villains, people who break the law for their own gain at the expense of others. They don't care, they make all the excuses they want for their actions, ever ready to shove the blame onto other people rather than suck it up and accept responsibility for their own stupid choices.
And yet...
He recognizes him. Backlit by the lights, the telltale bulge of his Grenadier Bracers and the wild explosion of spikes from his mask, Dynamight watches Joker get hauled up from the floor, red eyes narrowing in the blackness of his mask. What the hell...? You've gotta be fucking with me. He's fought alongside Joker. He's spent time with him! They've protected each other!
The ground grits beneath his boots as Dynamight walks forward, arms swinging by his side in that tell-tale sway due to his gauntlets. He doesn't give a shit about the cops for a moment, expression serious despite the emotions inside at this reveal.]
What the fuck? Joker!
[His normally rough voice is a growl, daring him to say one thing out of line. All this time- without saying a single thing. There's a flashback, a moment where he noticed his friend's face flicker when he revealed he was a police officer in Neo Tokyo. Is this why? Because Joker is a fucking criminal?!]
and ren they were together...
Or whether it's a thief running amok through a casino. Each of them are villains, people who break the law for their own gain at the expense of others. They don't care, they make all the excuses they want for their actions, ever ready to shove the blame onto other people rather than suck it up and accept responsibility for their own stupid choices.
And yet...
He recognizes him. Backlit by the lights, the telltale bulge of his Grenadier Bracers and the wild explosion of spikes from his mask, Dynamight watches Joker get hauled up from the floor, red eyes narrowing in the blackness of his mask. What the hell...? You've gotta be fucking with me. He's fought alongside Joker. He's spent time with him! They've protected each other!
The ground grits beneath his boots as Dynamight walks forward, arms swinging by his side in that tell-tale sway due to his gauntlets. He doesn't give a shit about the cops for a moment, expression serious despite the emotions inside at this reveal.]
What the fuck? Joker!
[His normally rough voice is a growl, daring him to say one thing out of line. All this time- without saying a single thing. There's a flashback, a moment where he noticed his friend's face flicker when he revealed he was a police officer in Neo Tokyo. Is this why? Because Joker is a fucking criminal?!]
What the hell are you doing?!
[A hero and a thief.]