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Bruce Wayne
17 May 2017 @ 11:12 pm
Need to contact Bruce's player for some reason or another? Then this post is probably your best bet! If you need her for general plotting, shenanigans, or chatting, then leave a comment here and she'll get back to you as soon as she can. ♥ (It'd be expedient to leave some sort of form for her to contact you back, though - like email or AIM SN or something.)

If you want to let her know how she's handling Bruce, then just shout out a comment here too! It can be anything, like praise/comments/suggestions/etc, but flames aren't exactly advised since she can only use them to light her fireplace.

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Bruce Wayne
12 August 2010 @ 09:26 pm
In re_fated, Bruce and Zatanna Wayne have three little ones. Here's an up-to-date (but not complete) list on who each kid is, their likes/dislikes, and pretty much everything you'd ever need to know about the Wayne children.

As expected, it's pretty long.Collapse )
Bruce Wayne
10 July 2010 @ 03:17 pm
This journal is no longer being used for memento_eden. All entries, from this point on, will reference re_fated.
Bruce Wayne
04 June 2010 @ 02:30 pm
I must admit, this small town has its charms. Can't say I'm fond of the memory loss - who would be? - but if everyone else has it... Misery always did love company.

To those I haven't met before, my name is Bruce and I'll be the town's new Math teacher. I don't remember if I was ever great at it, persay, but I hope I can be of some use to those who need summer school assistance. Hm, I guess I should probably find a job in the summertime as well.

So I have to ask: what does everyone do in their spare time? I admit, I've been spending time in the library, but I have to wonder what else there is to do here. It can't be all "just sit around and wait for memories to come back," can it?
Bruce Wayne
19 May 2010 @ 02:10 pm
[Something about this situation doesn't seem right. As Bruce opens his eyes, he notices three things. First, he's sitting in some comfy chair behind a tall desk. There's some students sitting around on the opposite side of the room... and they're drawing? Second, he doesn't remember coming in here and sleeping.

Or well, he can't remember anything beyond his name. Bruce... is this even normal? And third, who qualified him to supervise an art class? He rises up and inspects the room, magical journal in hand and clearly recording every word as he looks around.]

Hmm, this is peculiar... I can't say I remember coming here...

Since when I was the--- [and then it dawns on him as he glances back at the whiteboard, completely filled with notes on random artists.] ---art teacher.

You've got to be kidding me.

What kind of welcome wagon is this? Fall asleep and become the art teacher of some school you've never heard of? For a small town, Memento Eden certainly seems to have its priorities reversed.