>By job, dare I say you are indeed a man of robust stature!
>However..I do ponder what would happen to your health were I to remove that apparatus.
>it would be quite the excruciating endeavor, old chap!
>No doubt, my good man; however, surely a man of your constitution would be able to withstand such suffering!
>You misunderstand me, good sir! Forgive me, for I left the subject of my previous sentence unclear- you must forgive me- but I in fact was insinuating that it would be excruciating for you!
>You have my most esteemed congratulations for entrapping yourself within my dirigible.
>What, pray tell, is the continuation of your genius machinations?
Show me the body
'by Jove' is what you were looking for
and I'd have gone with 'a prodigious fellow' myself
>You are a large fellow.
>In your estimation.
Carry the fellows onto the locomotive, I must dispatch a bird to HQ, posthaste.
Dead jest, you say? Then show me the cadaver
>Well gents, my agency's flight manifest lists, myself, my cohorts, and Professor Pavel..
>But only a single member of your creed!
>First one to divulge is granted access to our dirigible!
>WHO IS THE MAN OR MEN RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR FOILED HEIST OF PROFESSOR PAVEL?
>HARK, HE FAILED TO GAIN THE ABILITY OF FLIGHT!
>Upon a debris covered airstrip, a tale I now propose,
>Of two formidable figures, their stories interpose.
>CIA, master of flight plans, room for one as he flies,
>And Bane, a force of chaos, with fire in his eyes.
>First one to talk, they hold their ground,
>Inside the aircraft, their seats still found.
>"Who paid you," he demands, "to grab Dr. Pavel?"
>A question unanswered, a mystery to unravel.
>Bang! The silence shattered, in skies they tread,
>A man's fate sealed, as he plummets ahead.
>Lotta loyalty bestowed upon a man of this trade,
>A mercenary's devotion, in shadows it's laid.
>Or is it curiosity, why one would decide,
>To shoot a man first, then toss him aside?
>But speak you must, reveal your name!
>For CIA won't rest, his mission to tame.
>It matters naught, the response that unfolds,
>For what truly matters, is a plan that enfolds.
>No care for identity, until the mask was worn,
>Now unveiling a figure, the phantom is born.
>Were Bane to unmask, exposing his cruel face,
>A pain unimaginable, in a world they can't erase.
>CIA interrupting, questioning with a sigh,
>"You're a big guy," teething a smile most wry.
>Bane with cunning wit, doth retort "for you,"
>His voice a chilling echo in the cabin as they flew.
>His curiosity unfurled, with Pavel in his seat,
>What's the next step, in your plan of deceit?
>Haughtily proclaiming, with masked incisors,
>"Crashing this plane... WITH NO SURVIVORS!"
>Bold and hot headed, his authority unclear,
>"This can't be happening, I'm in charge here!"
>Big guy, unyielding, standing firm with grit,
>One must stay in the wreckage, a twisted fiery pit,
>The flames shall rise, consuming the dark,
>And from its ashes, a new world shall embark.
>In this clash of power, both determined to their core,
>A battle of wills, like waves upon the shore.
>CIA and Bane, locked in a deadly dance,
>Each seeking dominance, flight plans without chance.
[enter CIA and three HENCHMAN, stage right. They wait.]
[enter MASKETTA with three PRISONERS and PAVEL.]
CIA: Doctor Pavel, good friend and true ally -
CIA am I, an agent of truth
Who shall deliver you thus to safety.
MASKETTA: But hark, friend, for Pavel was not alone;
This trio, haughty and rough, did we find
In the company of your valued prize.
CIA: Nay, art thou dim? These friends you shall not bring.
PAVEL: Friends? These are no friends of mine, CIA.
MASKETTA: These bounties you may claim freely, my friend,
Though worthless they are not, for they are great
Of danger and great of value – these men
Do work for the fearful mercenary:
The villain, the shadow, the great masked man.
CIA: It is of Bane you speak – my one true prize?
CIA: Then go hence and get these bandits on board.
[enter CIA, the three PRISONERS and the three HENCHMEN.]
CIA: What bring’st thou into my operation?
[CIA pulls out a gun and a roll of parchment.]
CIA: This flight plan, drafted in haste, makes note of
Myself, my men, yet only one of you!
[the HENCHMAN drag one of the PRISONERS downstage]
CIA: He who shall divulge that which we must know
Shall remain safe and unharmed here within –
But he who covets silence above all
Shall fly: out, out, and down towards the Earth.
[to the first PRISONER]
Tell me true – who is your sole financier?
[CIA fires his gun off-stage. The HENCHMEN drag the PRISONER back upstage]
CIA: This man’s wings failed him in the last: pity him!
Bring up the next victim of our dark scheme!
And mayhaps this next man shall spill the truth,
Or I am lost for a new idea!
[the HENCHMEN drag the next PRISONER downstage]
CIA: Tell me quick, of Bane and his evil plans!
Loyal, this one – for a mercenary.
[the third PRISONER speaks up]
PRISONER: Or perchance he is puzzled that you might
Discharge shot and flame into a man’s head
Before ejecting him whence from this plane.
CIA: At last – your tongue seems open and willing!
Tell me, my prisoner, what is thy name?
PRISONER: Thou would’st not have given thought to me, true,
Had I not adopted this maskéd guise.
[CIA takes off the PRISONER’S hood. This is Bane.]
BANE: Identity is lost, words matter not:
Of sole importance is our final plan.
CIA: If I take this off, render you maskless –
Will your life be forfeit? Will you thus die?
BANE: The searing pain should be too much to bear…
CIA: But great of stature and strength, art thou not?
BANE: …Forsooth, though I mark the pain to be yours.
CIA: And to become my prisoner, my prize:
Was this some sordid scheme hatched in your head?
BANE: There is no doubt of this, for we strove to
Learn that which Doctor Pavel had told you.
PAVEL: My prattling tongue was stilled in fear of you,
O great and terrible master of fear!
CIA: And here you stand, Bane, captured and helpless:
What steps shall you now take, in this great and
So terrible plan you have enacted?
BANE: I think you have guessed it, my poor doomed foe,
For next, by wit and power, I shall thus
Conclude my great plot, devilish and fearful,
By crashing this play… with no survivors!
>not MASKETTA: Aye, 'tis
D R O P P E D
is that jihadi jesus from hwndu?
Aye. He went on to be a WWE wrestler.
posting in legendary bread
how can you guys keep posting this after completely destroying Aiden Gillan's career? you should all be ashamed, the man can't get work anywhere anymore.
It's really disappointing that he didn't care for the memes. I feel like I would have very much enjoyed them if I was in his position.
people like him are mindbroken by political enmity. they can't understand that people they consider to be their mortal ideological opponents can make memes involving them without any malice
relatedly, these are also the kinds of people who will attack you without provocation and then be offended if you hit back
So would Batman's butler just speak normally
>Deadass saw a kid fuckin' around with a ruby the size of a monkey's testicle. No cap frfr
>Alfred, about that thief. Did you catch him?
>Shieeet, nigga. Course we caught his bitch ass.
>How did you do it?
>We burned them trees like Snoop Dogg.
>Ehem, I must insist your compatriots remain behind.
>Fret not, old spice. They shall not be of any fee.
>Very well. I shall send a rider to inform headquarters regarding the addition of two passengers.
>A confounding mystery presents itself so, it appears that the ring-and-speaky rotary was not being used to contact the bobbies. Nay, it does seem that it was rather establishing communications with an individual who chooses to exercise their right to privacy.
>Does this information bear any danger to our ongoing heist, chap?
>On the contrary, sir, for I am Dunnhier.
>Ewan, your compatriots' lives are forfeit
Shut the fuck up you cunt
Great thread lads
YOU'RE A BIG GUY
honestly the perfect halloween costume
>Ahoy there, my fair damsel! You must be the apple of Mr. Harvey's eye, I presume.
The big guy & cia were walking close at hand
His aircraft rocked side to side and was much too full of men
"Bane?" said cia
"My from my thoughts doth come a draft! Whomever speaks first stays upon my craft!"
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