PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Los Angeles, the famed city of angels. It's unfortunate that a city once so grand and full of life is falling apart at the seams. That's why my company and I are stepping up to help rebuild. We'll start with the downtown area then work our way out, first removing the rubble and the beyond-repair, then reconstructing and erecting new buildings. The blueprints my teams have assembled can be found for the public to view on Wayne Enterprise's website.

My name is Bruce Wayne and I look forward to entering into many business ventures with the people and companies of this city.

Well this is hardly fair. Twenty-first century Los Angeles is about as interesting as that petri dish turned out to be. Not even this petty squabble between good and evil holds very much interest, anymore.

I really don't see why I should be stuck in this primitive place just because my father made a few errors in judgment. They're his mistakes to learn from, not mine.

Guess I should make a point of asking. Anyone from Gotham?

For that matter. I'm thinking about hanging out my shingle here to see if I can make some pro-bono points. Anyone looking for legal representation? Top of my class at Harvard, made law review, Gotham City District Attorney...

Okay, this is seriously messed up. How in the world did I end up human? Seriously, I went from Autobot to...to...very good-looking black dude with tattoos. I guess the same thing happened to me as what happened with Bee?

Uh, Mikaela...help. Please.

SOMEONE JUST TRIED TO EAT MY BLOODY NECK.

Jack.. Where are you? Has this happened to you? Are all the people here like this?!

So guys - so guys - what's up tonight?  Come on man it's fuckin' Saturday gotta be something goin' on.  What's everybody doin', huh?