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The most sincere form of flattery: a character introduction

In the thick silence of his private loft, where it was just Brian Ramsey and the result of his debut into crime fighting, he could not believe that with all of his scholarly wit and years of study, the most difficult part of the night would be getting rid of the body.

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Location: Gothic City

With a single lamp to pierce the dark haze of his living room, Brian guided the criminal's body to rest on the coffee table and got to work, using the meticulous eye of a surgeon.

Proving surgical artistry with the scalpel, tweezers, and scissors; the flesh and muscles of the crook's corpse were sectioned off and pulled away with inhumane expertise. For a second, Ramsey even considered just sticking with his medical career, but then he saw the inspiring symbol on the chest of his armor, remembered what all this stress was for, and was reassured that the heroics were his real calling.

"Just a few beginner's mistakes here and there. Ha, I'm sure he had a few in his early days too." Ramsey mumbled in respects to his icon while dumping the filleted skin in a bucket of hydrochloric acid to melt the organ. Following a sour gurgling-like boil and 15 minutes, the skin had been disposed of and by that time Brian had a plate of muscle tissue to follow such treatment.

Then, almost as to specifically break Brian's stream of consciousness, a knock on the door roars through the twisted beauty of his loft. A single stream of sweat races down his rosy face as the visitor cries, "Dr. Ramsey! Brian are you in there? I've been calling all night. I know you said you didn't need your medication anymore, but I'm really beginning t-too worry about you, ya'know?"

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"Oh it's f*cking Laura from work. *Fuuuh* Why now" Brian mutters while trying to hastily hide the body with a blue blanket from his couch.

"Please, answer. Your car was all dented up in the drive way so I know you're in there . I just want to talk for a moment. I think you need help, like, badly... Everyone thinks you need help."

"Help? Help from anyone other them him would be a damn waist of time." Brian thinks between frustration and trying to pry off his armor, which won't budge. "I've got everything under control in here, so all you have to do is stay out there and every thing will be--" His arrogant thoughts were cut short as Laura uses her key to open the door and turn on the living room lights in one swift motion.

The horrors revealed by the light were near unfathomable.

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Every wall of the loft was engulf with pictures of Gothic's own, Dark Vengeance (Vex), Brian's icon, his inspiration. The pictures were like a mosaic look into the mind of a mad man with pins and strings connecting the details of the famed vigilante that marveled Brian the most. It was the kind of set up Laura would have expected in the office of a hard boiled cop, but certainly not in the living room of an accomplished doctor.

Laura's eyes then gravitated focus to the remains of the crook's body that laid on the coffee table, shabbily hidden under a blue blanket. It was almost scenic how the crimson tint of the blood was swimming through the cotton blue of the blanket.

Finally, Brian, who donned the armor inspired by him on the walls (Dark Vengeance), felt the need to explain in a quiet whimper "I- I- I know what this looks like... But you- you have to understand I just wanted to help the city... Like him" Laura screams while he sneaks closer from the bloody center of his living room, " You just have to understand that this- this was all just a slight--- miscalculation on my part..." Laura's skin drains of all lively color as she begins to silently set up her escape from this nightmare. She had never been more afraid of the bat before now and as she shows her back to monster who stole the symbol, her wrist was seized in a chilling halt. Laura screams and shouts as tears run down both of their faces and Brian tightens his grip around a scalpel before pulling the nurse into loft.

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