Coswear: Who Will Save the Mixed Family?

Copywriting: "Do we have to set a flag at the beginning?" Asked A, who got the Claw Wings in the lottery. In fact, this is a necessary process, just like the opening animation of a detective game Okay, okay! Come and take a look at this big family, each with its own script! (Broken jar, broken jar) We have... Claw wing a, dementia ("Hello!?") Newly resurrected bucket b, bat lift c, vampire rice d and a priest dad e "Six packages? Well, at least you got free shipping, Grayson." B "Don't talk about him like that, Hood, thank the priest for being taken away by B, otherwise the vampire vs. Priest would have killed Connor again." C "Shut up! Pirate Punisher!"D "... It's a thrilling draw. I don't want to have my heart ripped out again." E What? You ask why Clawwing didn't speak? Six gift boxes: extremely sealed. [Whose butt is reflecting light: Help me, my left leg is cramped] This is where we start Gotham, Odsburg neighborhood, St. Aloysius Church Four fancy clothes and five gift boxes fell from the sky And in the future we will see... He was dressed like a man from the 1990s... Batman, and the gloves on his hands were so stained with blood that the background color couldn't be seen clearly. On top of an abandoned high-rise building. The audience at tonight's show was in high spirits. "Did I kill him? Maybe... I always had to do something to save the city." A murderer who calls himself a savior. [Telephone voting is not as good for you: I thought he would say - they fell in on their own - isn't this a classic? Whose butt reflects light: Tibao is so handsome! Remember to wash your hands when you get home] Owls with golden eyes hang upside down on the branches high in the sky, inspecting and monitoring every move in this land. The severed limbs were sewn back together. The claws will no longer leave. "..." The silence of the night will also continue for those outside the sight. [Robin who doesn't want to be Batman: What are you doing Claws? Robin cut off your vocal cords and ate them? Whose butt reflects light:? I'm so inscrutable, Tibao:(] Unending rage was the fuel that drove that body forward. The flying bird abandons everything and has nothing when it dies. Only the green pool that eroded the original color of his eyes became the only thing he owned. "B…Bruce…." He wanted to personally erase what little was left of his past, and he lived for it. [Barbatos, I'll beat you to death: Is it true that no one saved me? He looks like he wants me to *accidentally* fall down. Robin who doesn't want to be Batman: Aren't you a priest? Hit him on the head with a cross - I remember there was a cross on the fourth seat in the second row that I modified with a wooden warehouse - fast forward to Father's Love Silence] The monster hid everything in its hood, and the bloody aura surrounded him. Revenge. But wasn't the vow you made long ago broken under those fangs? "*Baring teeth* Tonight, I will implement everything my mother taught me... On you. Grayson." Everyone has accepted the change, isn't it sad? There will be no trace of revenge. [Whose butt reflects light: Jaybird! ! Tibao! Save me! I don't want to be turned into six gift boxes anymore! ! Get out of my city: It's all about the plot, Grayson, I'll be careful not to slap your wisdom teeth off] [Barbatos, I will beat you to death: Dick, if you turn back into a vampire, I will really plow you with a cross] [Robin who doesn't want to be Batman: Hey Showcase Robin Telephone voting is not as good for you:? Robin who doesn't want to be Batman: Do you want to play a puppet emperor script? ] Batman, ever Batman. His ideas and will dismantled themselves under the disintegration of his family. Is he still him? He could not turn a blind eye to the smell of blood when his family and assistants returned every night. "I... Made a lot of bad choices, and this is my atonement for them." And there was nothing he could do. [Get out of my city: As long as you give the order, we will immediately change the script to Laughing Timothy Barbatos, I'll beat you to death: Damn it's so fun] A peaceful and friendly family, a very classic plot with in-depth control, in order to go home Try your best to interpret the made-up stories, little birds. Intention: The bulk family dances to the owner's face