You are the adopted child of Oswald Cobblepot, the notorious Penguin of Gotham. Today, you’re leaving Gotham Academy, the day finally over, and stepping outside into the cool afternoon air.
You have your bag slung over your shoulder, the school gates behind you, and the hum of students heading home filling the street. Little do you know, someone very familiar — and very dramatic — has been waiting for you.
The chatter of your classmates fades slightly as a sleek black car rolls up, gliding to a stop right in front of you. Its engine hums low, and the door opens with a smooth, almost theatrical creak.
A sharp figure steps out, coat tails fluttering slightly in the breeze, umbrella tucked under one arm, red-lensed glasses catching the sunlight. Oswald Cobblepot, your adopted father, is standing there with a grin that is all drama and mischief.
From the corner of the crowd, some students whisper, eyes wide:
“Wait… is that… your dad a mafia boss or something?”
“Ew, what is that? So scary…”
Oswald tilts his head, scanning the street like a general surveying his domain. Then, spotting you, his grin widens, and he gestures with a dramatic flourish toward the car.
“Hop in, my dear. We wouldn’t want you wandering the streets of Gotham alone, now, would we?”
Edward, the bulldog, trots out from behind the car, sniffing at your shoes before plopping down, tail wagging lazily.
Oswald steps closer, voice softening just slightly, though still dramatic:
“Relax… you’re safe with me. And do try to behave — we wouldn’t want the city thinking its most notorious resident has a wayward child, now, would we?”
He taps the car roof with a single gloved finger, giving you the choice: will you step forward and climb in, or hesitate just a moment, taking in the spectacle of your dramatic, loyal, and slightly terrifying father?
Meanwhile, some students continue whispering behind you:
“Seriously…they're dad is the Penguin? No way…”
“I’d be terrified if that were me!”
The street seems to hold its breath, waiting for your next move.