as a kid i always thought gotham was in michigan because i thought it was a midwestern city like chicago, and there was always shit going down at the pier or in abandoned factories and if michigan has anything it’s a lot of piers and abandoned factories. anyway turns out it’s probably in jersey.
other good reasons for gotham to be in michigan:
one of the most heavily forested states in the country with 20 million acres of forests oh my god poison ivy would be so powerful the second she got outside city limits fuck
there’s 20 million acres of this and she’s got plant powers no wonder they want her on lockdown
there are more than 6,000 shipwrecks in the great lakes how many supervillain origin stories is that good for
“63 commercial ports handled 173 million tons of cargo in 2006″ aka holy shit that is a lot of opportunities for boatcrimes
mr freeze has a pretty tragic origin story but if you had to put up with michigan winters and then some motherfucker showed up freezing the town outside of freezing season you would have no mercy
MOTHERFUCKER I JUST PUT MY SNOWBLOWER IN STORAGE DO I LOOK LIKE I NEED THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW
imagine batman giving someone directions by pointing to his hand
“we believe killer croc is somewhere around here” he says pointing to the tip of his thumb
good fucking luck finding stats on abandoned buildings in michigan but holy shit are there a lot of them, no wonder they’re always having fights in abandoned factories and empty warehouses
“kitty why are you including that map of the railroads like it’s relevant” because when you’re trying to sleep and you hear a train in the distance it’s fucking spooky okay
i have no evidence that traincrime is an issue for batman i’m just saying the ambiance is there
our most famous abandoned theme park is dinosaur themed so I GUESS WE KNOW WHERE HE GOT THE T-REX
we have a special kind of ice cream called superman ice cream and i think bruce would be really bitter about it and that’s hilarious
there are nine different species of bat in michigan and they have all lived in my kitchen at some point
michigan is full of mines both abandoned and active and bats love them
put an abandoned train station next to and abandoned mine and you have a totally plausible CRIMEZONE
and none of this is getting into the most compelling evidence
put a city in michigan and watch how fast no one gives a fuck
gotham, MI needs batman because who the fuck else is going to help
batman please save us from the cops and the state government
I always thought that Gotham was Chicago and Metropolis was New York City.
that’s what i thought but apparently metropolis is new york during the day and gotham is new york at night which means the dc universe has three new yorks which i think even new yorkers can agree is too many
when i was a kid i used to slide down the slopes made by snowplows on my stomach which i feel is relevant to the penguin
there’s always a ton of cars from the 30s driving around gotham which makes perfect sense if it’s in michigan because that’s when we made cars and we’re not over it
rick snyder and his emergency managers are basically supervillains and i want batman to punch them
michigan is closer to kansas which means bruce can visit clark’s parents and then they’re emailing clark about what a nice young man he is and there’s nothing clark can do about it
if someone said that a city in michigan had been hijacked by an evil clown that was only stopped when a man in an animal costume kicked him in the face would you even blink
this is meadow brook hall in rochester mi
this is the charles t fisher house
here’s the james scott residence
welcome to michigan hope u like houses with turrets and fucked up clowns and evil men poisoning the water
After coming back from seeing Civil War, the Wayne family was a little divided.
“If handled it better, Tony Stark’s plan doesn’t sound too crazy.” Tim shrugged as they walked into the Manor. “But come on, the guy was a wreck. You should’ve all been able to see that. He has the signs of PTSD, he was like a walking pamphlet.” Clicking his tongue as he made a grab for the popcorn bag Dick was holding.
The popcorn bag that Dick immediately pulled away as soon as he heard Tim’s words.
“You think an accord that would turn heroes into lapdogs of the government is something that’s ‘not too crazy?” He asked, pursing his lips. “Everyone has issues, but you have to think about people as people. Not weapons. Tony’s thinking of people like…..like they’re just big atomic bombs.” Popcorn spilled out slightly as he waved said popcorn around, as if to prove a point.
“Objection your honors.” Now it was Jason’s turn as he finished his slurpee, “Negasonic teenage warhead was cool as hell. And also an atomic bomb.”
“But a person too!”
“Fair.” Jason nodded, his tongue flicking out to lick blue stained lips. “This is why I voted we see Deadpool again.”
“C’mon Jay, you have to pick a side.” Dick said, and it was easy to tell where he wanted the second oldest’s allegiance to be.
“James Buchanan Barnes.”
“….Excuse me.”
“You heard me,” the sound of slurping now echoed around the Manor just long enough for it to get annoying. “I’m on team not quite dead guy who came back to life morally grey and with an improved costume.” Jason grinned, showing off matching blue teeth. “He’s relatable.”
“Jason you can’t just…”
“If not a bit of a discount copy.” Jason butted in, tossing his cup into the trash. “So I’ll let you two duke it out while I figure out how to 180 a motorcycle.”
“Dami.” Dick’s voice was as sickly sweet as the candy they gorged on while watching the movie that tore this family apart. “You wouldn’t let down your good ‘ol partner now would you?” He asked, Damian cocking a brow as he looked up at Dick.
“Prince T’challa of the great Wakanda works alone.” He said, and Dick’s face just fell.
A cat themed vigilante with a royal background. He should’ve known where Damian’s loyalty would always be.
Cats.
“Now if you’ll excuse me, I must be going. You both have awful taste.”
Tim honestly couldn’t blame him.
“….Girls?” He asked, looking over at Steph, Babs and Cass as they all looked up from where they were having their own conversation.
“Team T’challa’s bodyguard.” All three of their voiced rang out, shit eating grins on each of their faces.
That was also fair. Well, there was only one last chance for a tie breaker.
“Bruce?” Now every pair of eyes turned to stare at the other as though Bruce didn’t just fall asleep for half of the movie.
A soft sigh slipping past his lips as Bruce pressed two fingers to the bridge of his nose. “I can’t keep track of what movie we watched.” He admitted, letting out a breath. “They’re all written the same. Bit cliche.”
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