rp/parody account for eobard thawne/reverse flash from cw's the flash. will contain darker themes. written by hallion. admin is 28.
[ He slowly raises a button. ]
You hurt me, and Barry dies.
Prepare to taste my sting!
[ Having the phone in hand, she’d aim a bio-electric blast right toward him. ]
Yours too, maybe. Sometime…
Here.
[ He hands over a phone. She can see Barry being struck by red lightning. ]
[ He slowly raises a button. ]
You hurt me, and Barry dies.
Yours too, maybe. Sometime…
Here.
[ He hands over a phone. She can see Barry being struck by red lightning. ]
Oh, but this one is riveting.
Like I said. Don’t you want to see Barry?
Yours too, maybe. Sometime…
Here.
[ He hands over a phone. She can see Barry being struck by red lightning. ]
Oh, but this one is riveting.
Like I said. Don’t you want to see Barry?
Besides, who watches those anyway?
You haven’t watched the livestream!
Oh, but this one is riveting.
Like I said. Don’t you want to see Barry?
You haven’t watched the livestream!
Barry hasn’t done anything wrong; let him go!
She looks up to Barry, doesn’t she? What would she think of her mentor’s fall?
You haven’t watched the livestream!
She looks up to Barry, doesn’t she? What would she think of her mentor’s fall?
I’m sure Barry will be overjoyed… if he could see you.
Tell your daughter, too. You have a daughter, don’t you?
She looks up to Barry, doesn’t she? What would she think of her mentor’s fall?
I’m sure Barry will be overjoyed… if he could see you.
Tell your daughter, too. You have a daughter, don’t you?
I’ll be sure to tell him you said so.
Maybe… turn on the TV, Janet.
I’m sure Barry will be overjoyed… if he could see you.
Tell your daughter, too. You have a daughter, don’t you?
I’ll be sure to tell him you said so.
Maybe… turn on the TV, Janet.
I’ll be sure to tell him you said so.
Maybe… turn on the TV, Janet.
So we are! What’s it to you?
You’re friends, aren’t you?
You’re friends, aren’t you?
Oops! Sorry. I meant, “going to be”.
You’re friends, aren’t you?
Oops! Sorry. I meant, “going to be”.
Oops! Sorry. I meant, “going to be”.
What a wonderful name.
What a wonderful name.
humming.
humming.
Killing Barry for that joke.
followed by punching.
Thawne is nothing if not extra.
“He doesn’t even have any followers,” he mumbles, trying to make light of his entire… situation.
Eobard enters the screen, eyes alight like a kid in a candy shop.
“Hello world,” he says silkily. “Your precious Flash is mine now. Don’t forget to like and subscribe to my channel for updates on if he survives.”
followed by punching.
Thawne is nothing if not extra.
Thawne says silkily, catching sight of the younger metahuman.
“Not another speedster, I hope. Not another one who… cares.”
In the darkness, silhouetted against the wall by ruby light, Ascelin lies in wait. He idly toys with a kitchen knife, posing it at various angles as he assesses how best to disarm his target.
The Man in Yellow should be prepared to see red.
Thawne says silkily, catching sight of the younger metahuman.
“Not another speedster, I hope. Not another one who… cares.”
Eobard enters the screen, eyes alight like a kid in a candy shop.
“Hello world,” he says silkily. “Your precious Flash is mine now. Don’t forget to like and subscribe to my channel for updates on if he survives.”
Eobard enters the screen, eyes alight like a kid in a candy shop.
“Hello world,” he says silkily. “Your precious Flash is mine now. Don’t forget to like and subscribe to my channel for updates on if he survives.”