So, my human has procured another idol for her collection of dust-gatherers. This one is a tall, dark, and brooding plastic man she calls "Batman." I must admit, his somber gray and black attire is aesthetically pleasing, not unlike my own magnificent tuxedo coat. He stands a full twelve inches, a respectable size for a potential wrestling partner, and feat…
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My human seems to have acquired a box of tiny, hazardous plastic bits that allegedly assemble into some sort of armored vessel for a small, brooding …
So, the Human has acquired a miniature gargoyle. It's a small, plastic effigy of that grim human who dresses like a bat, attached to a metal chain. T…
So, my Human has brought a grim-looking plastic man-doll into my domain. They call him "Batman." He's a towering, 12-inch effigy of solemnity, all da…
My human has presented me with what appears to be a large, plastic statue of a grimacing man-bat. They call it a "Batman Action Figure." At a stagger…