A Commission for my dear customer Tim Stoker, showing his OC Nightshade that I designed a suit for.

A Commission for my dear customer Tim Stoker, showing his OC Nightshade that I designed a suit for. Here is a short story part I wrote for the first picture of Nightshade to show what kind of character he is. Enjoy! On a foggy night, he stood on the edge of the top of a building in the business district of Gotham City. Glaring down on the dirty streets full of human scum, the lone wolf mercenary thought of his last confrontation with the bat. Back then, this ‘dark knight’, as they called him, had stolen his target from him. Nightshade had the mission to take down a corrupt CEO of some company he didn’t really care about. But the bat, in his everlasting quest for justice, had beaten the guy before Nightshade could reach him, and on top of the mercenary not getting paid, he also had to listen to a moral speech of this idiot telling him he shouldn’t always kill his victims. If only he knew. Nightshade didn’t always kill his targets. Only those that he was especially disgusted of. But when they were more interesting than the average vermin living in this city, he had better things to do with them… Nightshade breathed in deeply, standing there lonely in the darkness, only his purple glowing patterns being visible in the mist. The target he was paid for letting them disappear now was one of these special victims. A young man who was researching a cure for a dangerous illness that had befallen Gotham City. This, however, was a thorn in the eye of a pharma-mogul, who paid Nightshade to prevent the new medicine to ever be given to the citizens. He didn’t mind to be with the bad guys, as long as he got paid and was given a chance to find new special victims. But he knew who had a problem with bad guys. The bat would surely appear soon. Nightshade put his hand onto the hilt of his loyal sword Hyôkôken. He drew it out of it’s sheath and smeared the crimson red fluid from one of his vials onto the blade. One drop of this venom into the wound of whatever enemy he was to meet and… they would end being a creature just like him. This was his real mission. Using the rubbery fluids this strange demon that appeared as a floating red eye gave him to create more servants for him. As a reward, he was allowed to have fun with his victims by any means he could think of. He grinned under his mask. A super-intelligent scientist and, if fate allowed it, the dark knight himself. He surely would have fun with them… -- source link

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