Sign Up for free or Log In if you already have an account to be able to post messages, change how messages are displayed, and view media in posts. User Info: BalisongMaster. Maybe he's an engineer or works through proxies? I honestly don't know. User Info: TurboReaper. It's not really that difficult to kill another human.
We're amazingly fragile in very odd places. User Info: Seekcro TurboReaper posted Always go for the armpits. April all an ocean away, Is this the better way to spend a day, keeping the winter at bay. User Info: Pwnostar. It doesn't really say anything he did, except giving cryptic clues to the killer in the Long Halloween. I just don't see a guy with a peg leg as that much of a physical threat. User Info: Minion3.
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Day instructed Batman to save them all. If Batman failed to save all of the people on the list or brought any of his allies with him when he returned, Calendar Man would execute the baby. The citizens were saved, but before Batman returned as ordered, Scarecrow visited to dissuade his attempt to kill Batman.
Grudgingly, Calendar Man relented and gave up the baby without a fight. According to Calendar Man the man couldn't "walk the plank". He then checked on his female scurvy victim, but apparently she wasn't ready for whatever he had in mind.
He then resolved to resolve the issue next year. Calendar Man had a hideout at Drescher near the militia HQ where he kept his diary. Which is part of Riddler's Riddles to unlock City Story. According to Calendar Man's Diary, he had another plan to kill Batman on Halloween, but Scarecrow's intervention foiled his plans. Calendar Man appeared as a bystander outside of Wayne Manor after Wayne was unmasked, and he witnessed the " death of the Batman ", which fulfilled his promise of being there at the vigilante's end.
Julian Day has a creepily calm demeanor. His soft-spoken voice contrasts with his heavy appearance and many violent actions as a serial killer. This is shown by how he is imprisoned within Arkham City, a place where even the most notorious criminals such as the Joker, Penguin and Zsasz roam free.
Many other criminals are weary of him, including Catwoman. Some, like the Joker, admire his work and attempt to use him for his intelligence, brutality and showmanship especially during the holidays.
Day appeared to target women more as his victims. When speaking to Batman about his various crimes, three of them were women whom he stalked and murdered due to an imagined romantic attachment.
It can be assumed Day could have easily escaped Arkham City at any time yet he longed to share the memories of his work with Batman like an old friend would, even promising because he was there at his beginning he would be there at his end, a promise he fulfilled.
Psychological Profile: Day suffers from schizotypal personality disorder, with ideas of reference focusing around the calendar. He believes the major dates of Gregorian calendar mark times when he is personally and uniquely freed from societal norms.
On these dates, he exhibits mildly sociopathic, frequently criminal behavior. He is in general one of the easier to treat here at Arkham, except on major holidays, when he becomes impossible to handle, displaying borderline behavior and refusing to socialize throughout the day. I have been unable to source his ideas of reference; I suspect incidents of childhood trauma related to a number of major holidays.
Due to my tendency to work through the holidays during which most of other staff take leave, I've been able to study the majority of Day's schizotypal breaks. He is one of the more circumspect and introverted prisoners. He whittles away his days obsessing over anniversary schedules, privately reliving every gruesome detail of his monstrous crimes. There is no hope for rehabilitating him; if he ever escapes Arkham City, his criminal plans extend endlessly into the future.
Should old acquaintance be forgot and all that. I made sure she wouldn't forget me that day, didn't I, Batman? It was the first New Year's party I'd had been invited to in a long time. Ah, but then I wasn't really invited, was I? The restraining order saw to that. Still, she and I had been close, or so I believed, and a New Year means a new start.
I admit, stepping into a crowded ballroom with a flamethrower was a bit dramatic, but what better way to melt the ice at a party. Perhaps she should have taken that "cup of kindness" from me when I first offered. Hearts and flowers. The perfect occasion to smother my new love with tokens of affection. I chose a dozen red roses, an assortment of truffles and a darling little lacy thing Oh, excuse me. I didn't mean to be so intimate. You might say I'd overdone it, and in truth, at that point, my love and I had not actually met.
Ever the romantic, I followed her to her apartment. Loudly proclaiming my love, I drowned out her screams of protest. Sadly, it was not to be. So instead of smothering her with gifts, I simply smothered her.
Patrick, the holy man who drove the snakes from Ireland. Interesting thing about snake venom, Batman: Some are green, just like the dye used to make green beer. That made it all the easier when I hosted that St. Paddy's Day party for my old gang. As you remember, one of my henchmen tried to tip you off. I wasn't sure which one had done it, so I decided to punish them all. One dose of green mamba venom into the beer keg and they were soon rotting under the shamrocks.
So I guess that makes you responsible for their deaths too. I'll drink to that. You appear to understand the importance of dates, don't you? Let me tell you about this day, this day of fools. I remember clearly that I watched her for days, waiting for the perfect moment.
It was cold that March; it felt like spring would never come. They drank coffee and she confessed her life lacked surprises. For six more days, I watched. April 1st, A. I finished cutting through the brake lines of her car.
From the camera I placed on her dash, I saw her panic. My only regret, she couldn't hear me yell, "Surprise! Happy Mother's Day, Mommy.
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