Warren White / The Great White Shark
@sharkofgotham.bsky.social
How’s it feel being at the bottom of the food chain, little fish?
“King of Gotham. That’s a title that’s often fought for. I was king once. But of course gang wars after gang wars. Dead fucks come back to life. Black Mask came back. Fuckin’ Falcone came back. I still hold power. I just got to contend with some fuckheads.”
“I wonder how much Kryptonian guts would sell for?”
Hope no one is shaming’ fuckers who fuck.
“At least you got some thoughts floating through that dumbass head of yours”
"I thought about you and it made my blood boil."
“I haven’t even fucking said anything, you freckled soulless fucking ginger.”
“Fuck you you fucking fuck. I’m for fucking Shark then your fuck ass. Fucker. Fucking pasty ass fucking anime protagonist looking fucking bitch.” a man with a swear jar walks into the room “FUCK OFF!”
Give sharks guns. I’m all for this
“………Another one? Christ. Does he just have a fucking factory?”
"Gross, he's my boss."
“Supergirl is listening to you fuck”
“Oh you’d think so. But Batman can’t do shit against me. Not with my foolproof strategy. What’s yours? Say I’m Iron Man, blast AC/DC, and feel bad about collateral? Fuck you 4000 or whatever.”
Fucking around with Batman IS stupid.
“I ain’t a coward. I fuck around with Batman. BATMAN. I just ain’t stupid.”
“I’m a fucking gangster from Gotham. I know better to fuck around with Supergirl. Heard she’d a raging alcoholic bimbo. But one who could pull my ass out through my mouth. So…I ain’t biting her.”
“Next time, hit her with some red solar radiation. Or carry Kryptonite with you. Dumbass. Keep it up and they’ll be calling you Gummy, The Friendly Shark Girl”
“Stupid fucker biting someone who’s skin is bulletproof.”
Screams are heard outside the room as Warren just stared “Do you have any clue in that dumbass head of yours who the fuck you’re talkin’ to?”
"You're about as adorable as a chihuahua on crack."
“Bitch, I’m adorable. Or at the very least, if I pay a bitch enough money, they’ll find me very fuckin’ adorable.” One of his henchmen piped up and spoke quietly “Some men too!” Warren snapped his fingers “That guy. Outside. Now.” The henchman is quickly dragged outside
"You are so not cute."
“…………Wow. Tell me more. I never knew that. That is brand new information. You’ve shown me the light. My minds eye has been fuckin’ opened. You should write research papers. They should give you an award for your ground breaking statement. Alert the fuckin’ media.”
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, Gotham is, like, the hub for villains. Everyone knows it."
“Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck is this?”
"Sweetie, I don't know how to tell you this..."
“Just because I rule Gotham doesn’t mean I’m a /bad/ guy.” distant screaming “Oh shut the fuck up! It’s not like you NEED finger nails!”
“I’ve been in Gotham for a long time. I’ve seen vampires. I’ve seen far worse. You’re…nothing. You’ll be eaten alive. And when that happens? I’ll be sure to display your corpse. And make a profit for people to see it. Half price. Because you seem hardly a vampire.”
"Ha! As if. You could probably get a few fledglings, but a *seasoned* vampire like me wouldn't agree to such a thing." He's not a very good vampire.
“Motherfucker, I got plenty of standards. I just see a business opportunity and I’d wish to grasp it.”
"It's called having standards. If you had any, you wouldn't look like a mummified eel."
“Polycule? Do orgies count?”
“Are you fuckin’ serious? Anything that bleeds is filthy. How the fuck haven’t you fuckin’ starved?”
"Exactly how desperate do you think I am? That," he nodded at the body, "is covered in filth. As if I'd touch that."