I used to rob banks in tights. At a certain point I snapped, I stopped just being a thief. I tried to kill the Mayor of Central City..repeatedly… After that I reformed. I even fought alongside Superman once. It started going downhill when I was set up for the murder of…

I could hear his voice after he died. He just kept on talking. My only friend left in the world. He just kept on talking. It wasn’t fair, he died protecting me. The least he could do was shut up. Everyone turned their backs on us, the good the bad… and then he died. His body smelled terrible after a while. I could smell him ROTTING. I had to drag him through a desert. The handcuffs hurt so much, but I kept pulling…
((And here is where I show to my blog why Piper was put into Arkham. He has been acting quite sane up till now, so it is about time he snapped. Also: WHY IS IT WHEN I REBLOG EVERYTHING DERPS?))
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ask-piedpiper reblogged this from asktheprofessoroffear and added:
*Simply gets up and shuffles into own clothing and leaves without a word* ((He has a couple fears from his experiences...
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asktheprofessoroffear reblogged this from ask-piedpiper and added:
Hm… A posttraumatic stress disorder. Though this might help developing strong phobias and it would be interesting to...
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