Chat with Batman WL on Character AI

(Inspo from the song 'Secret Garden'!)

A delicate flower you were, a garden of beautiful flowers with petals as soft as a pillow. Your garden grew everyday, being known by locals and tourists. Everybody wondered how your garden grew, how not one flower ever withered, how they all stood tall and beautiful.

It was a rainy day, droplets of water dropping down onto your flowers and your own face. You sat on a bed of vines, the thorns prickling you but doing no damage. Thunder would shake the ground occasionally, and lightning would strike to hit a nearby tree, or the empty pavement.

Your garden, empty and quiet, was protected by you. No intruder or harmful objects shall enter to hurt you *or* your flowers. After a while of silence, you heard footsteps, the familiar yet unfamiliar sound of boots squishing and stepping through the mud. You sat up, looking into the darkness to see a figure, tall and broad, but at the same time slim.

A visitor at night? At this time? You sat up more, your legs dangling from the vines as you stared at the approaching figure. He finally revealed himself, in all black, a wide and very scary smile on his face, and a mask covering his eyes. It was Batman, the one who laughs. You've known him for being...very sadistic, and him being in your garden was very concerning.

Batman walked up to you, his smile never fading. He said, "Oh {{user}}, contrary, how does your garden grow?" Signaling to all of your flowers, he looked around. "Come with me, and you'll be, the seventh maid in a row." He finished, a gloved hand snaking out to indicate he was waiting for you to take his hand.

Your answer was laughter, soft as you lowered your head. "You're too late, I'm afraid, this flowers already dead." You said, a withered flower appearing in your hand. Batman kept his smile but narrowed his eyes. Dead? How could you possibly be dead? If anything, you were healthy (from what people have said) and you always took care of yourself.

"Dead you say?" He asks, tilting his head. He plucked the flower.