"It was after I got out of my first stint in prison, so I was itching to give the Bat some payback. I worked out every day, practiced my aiming with a comb, and made a new suit--that dumb red and yellow and white one I wear nowadays. So, we meet. Back then I had a grappling hook in my wrist-magnum, so me and the Flying Rodent wound up swinging through the city like some monkeys. Then I landed on Silver's Convention Hall. The Bat gave me the usual treatment he gives his friends and knocked me into one of those skylights every building in Gotham's required to have. Never really found out how the typewriter got there, but that's where we landed and duked it out for some time. The Bat somehow got away and jumped into that part where the paper gets loaded and me, being a young chump, walked right to where he was. He kicked me in the face, I lost my balance, and I landed right in the gears of the machine. And that's when the Bat called it quits, telling me, 'Now's the time to give it up, Deadshot--or I'll jump down and write you a letter.'"
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Date: 2013-05-12 02:43 am (UTC)"It was after I got out of my first stint in prison, so I was itching to give the Bat some payback. I worked out every day, practiced my aiming with a comb, and made a new suit--that dumb red and yellow and white one I wear nowadays. So, we meet. Back then I had a grappling hook in my wrist-magnum, so me and the Flying Rodent wound up swinging through the city like some monkeys. Then I landed on Silver's Convention Hall. The Bat gave me the usual treatment he gives his friends and knocked me into one of those skylights every building in Gotham's required to have. Never really found out how the typewriter got there, but that's where we landed and duked it out for some time. The Bat somehow got away and jumped into that part where the paper gets loaded and me, being a young chump, walked right to where he was. He kicked me in the face, I lost my balance, and I landed right in the gears of the machine. And that's when the Bat called it quits, telling me, 'Now's the time to give it up, Deadshot--or I'll jump down and write you a letter.'"