Name: Harvey Dent
Alias: Two Face
Weight: 189 lbs
Distinguishing Features: half of face is burnt/disfigured
I was once a DA. Some say I was even Gotham's White Knight. I had control over justice, and the city was mine. Well, metaphorically.
However, chance, is not always so kind.
And it is chance that determined how I am now.
WHO I am now
Half of face is burnt, typically wears a suit that is either black and white, or half destroyed, or red and blue.
.22 semi automatic
and a double headed coin, one of the sides being scarred
My Secrets Are...
After much internal debate, I have chosen not to reveal this
it's all arbitrary
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She chews the inside of her cheek for a moment, trying to think about what he said. God Kal-El would kill her if he found out that she was even contemplating this idea for a second. Taking in a sharp breath, she crossed her arms and nodded tightly. "Fine I'll let you play your little game, but I'm not letting you off the hook. I'll give you a days head start, and I'll find you then, good enough?"
Her eyes flickered back to his and away from the coin hearing his sharp tongue. "You are a criminal, one who threatens man kind. I will not have it, you are a villain, and I am a hero. That gives me significance enough." Her voice is light and soft, but her eyes grow hard as she narrows them at him.
"It sure is a pleasure to meet you, I'm Pinkie Pie! But I already told you that, so now i suppose I should tell you about myself. Well, I am Pinkie Pie, party planner extraordinaire, and I used to live at Sugarcube Corner. Do you want to know about Sugarcube Corner?" She asks the question, not really expecting a response, and just continues to talk about herself and her past life.
She doesn't mention Pinkamena, because if she were to think about her, to relive the horrors she saw when locked inside her mind, than she would probably lose control, and Pinkamena would kill this nice fellow just for the fun of it, just to make Pinkie watch.
"But I've been so inconsiderate, what about you? How did you burn your face? Does it hurt? Why do you have a coin? Can I see it?..." A few more questions and she sees frustration building. "Sorry," she says with a grin.
"Two Face..." She floats towards the ground, her feet gracefully touching down. Her light blue eyes watch him curiously, her arms crossing. "I think it's about time to get serve your time." Her eyes go to the coin as it flips in the air, interest flashing through them.