Bruce Wayne was seated at the end of the table; the sun's rays peered through the drapes as he had himself a delicious omelet courtesy of his personal chef. The omelet bad flavor that exploded in his mouth, leaving its touch, feeling its touch, along his throat and into his stomach, leaving a taste unique to all. It was only natural, Wayne had paid good money for this nigga's cooking skills.

Alfred walked in the room, silent as the night, "Mr. Wayne, I have urgent news to pass on to you."

Wayne nodded, wiping his mouth with his napkin made out of solid anti-matter.

Alfred rolled in the 270inch 4k 1080p tv, a news bimbo was on.

"We have a string of suicides following the explosion at the harbor. We have no suspects but victims have been seen to suffer from great stress, perhaps, fear" She adjusted her glasses, for a bimbo, she was a hot one, wayne took note. "We'll have more info when it's released to us, stay tuned."

"Scarecrow," Wayne said, adjusting his bathrobe, his cock falling out.

"Yes, indeed"

"Well it seems I must return to republic city"

"Indeed so. Shall I pack lunch?"

"I'll get drive thru"

Korra and Korra wandered around the streets of Republic City, it felt oddly familiar, yet so distant. And then they stumbled across a Bolin and Mako. "Hey Korra!" Bolin shouted, happy, "And Korra! Good to see you" His smile widened, "What's up Hey wait, why are there two korra's?" "Nice reaction time fageter" Mako said out loud, placing an elbow on Bolin's shoulder, "Wtf is going on here?"

"Well I'm Korra," said Korra, "And I'm Korra too," said the other korra. "How will we know you and you from our Korra?" "Simple," Korra said and she held up her morpher, "I'm a Korra ranger"

"And Im a shinobi" said the other korra, tying her leaf head band on her tits.

Mako and Bolin and a nose bleed but got back up. "Sorry, I am in a relationship with Asami after Bruce Wayne fucked her senseless."

"Oh," Korra said, "Does she miss him" the other Korra asked.

"Yes." Mako said, tearing up, "I'm not good enough for her."

"Poor baby" korra said. But which korra said it.

"well you should meet our Korra" Bolin said, and they all agreed and made their way to Tenzin's crib.

"Hey Korra!" Mako shouted, "Asami!" He shouted even louder. Asami gave a smile and hugged Mako. They gave each other a gentle kiss. A kiss of love, of passion, of fucking sex you fuck queer.

"We have Korra and Korra here with us too!" Bolin added, with a pervy grin. "What?" Korra and Asami said together at the same tiem perfectly in sync with one another.

Korra and Korra came up to Korra, "What up mah nigga!" korra and korra said together at the same tiem perfectly in sync with one another.

"Wtf, how did you come here?"

"I'll explain everything," A voice said gently, like a lover long lost, they turned to find Juanito the Bandito.

"Let's talk inside." He added. His long hair flowing in the wind, in sync with the ocean's waves.

While inside and enjoying tea, Juanito El Bandito let it spill, "I am the author, the creator, the master. You see, there is someone else writing this story, him and I, we are on equal playing fields. He is messing things up, which is why there are multiple korra's here right now. We'll have to get to do the bottom of this"

They all agreed to help and fell asleep. But Juanito didn't, he went to Mexico Town.

It was night, Korra, Korra, and Korra and her gang were out patrolling, walking the streets, and there stood Batman, lone, one with the night, staring at the group, and finally, Asami. A tinge of love hit his heart, but he turned away, knowing it could never be. And then a whole bunch of thugs showed up, "Yo Nigga, we gon fuck you up"

And then Batman swooped down and knocked the shit out of everyone.

"Batan, we meet again," Korra said.

"Yes, and now there are… 3 of you."

"The more the better, amirite" Bolin said.

"I'm looking into the suiciedes." Batman said, staring coldly at the group.

"We'll halp"

"kk"

"k"

"brb" and batmann left.

Bruce Wayne was chilling in his sauna the next morning, tired, he fucked a couple of bitches but got bored so he jacked off to playboy magazine and came all over the pages and left it for the next guy. Too bad they wont see the sexy asain gurl on the pages. His semen marked it as his.

And now we go back to Juanito El Bandito. Why is he in Mexico town.