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| MaDdicient | Jan 28 2010, 09:13 PM Post #1 |
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Take a bite of my bad girl meat.
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Jill, besides being a part time housewife/mom also has a desk job at Arkham. She is one of the people you see to make appointments, complain about how awful the weather is outside and nag about when the doctor will be available. A particular thorn in her side named Brock Dexter had repeatedly asked her when Dr. Ryan would be available, never ceasing his continuously irate tone. "LOOK, Mr.Dexter, I am not the Dalai Lama. I can't predict the future! When he is available, I will let you know." Jill snapped irritably, motioning for him to take a seat. He huffed angrily and went to sit down, not before giving her the finger; from both hands. She was about to set him straight when a very...worried looking Jonathan blocked her view of the ever so polite Mr. Dexter. "How can you stand working with these people day after day!" Jill whispered tersely but her expression softened when her husband looked down at her wearily. "Where's Jasper?... Ugh, I knew this 'take your child to work' day was a bad idea! You know how he is about clowns...although one part of you probably found it amusing to make him face his fears." Her expression immediately turned into one of worry and anger. She felt her heart speed up rapidly as Jonathan opened his mouth to speak, yet closed it, his face looking even paler than usual. "Jon?" [Excuse my sucky writing. x_x ] |
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| OutCasteD | Jan 30 2010, 12:10 AM Post #2 |
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((You're writing's great, just like always! ;D And Jill being defined as a housewife is SO weird for me still lol.)) "Where's Jasper?... Ugh, I knew this 'take your child to work' day was a bad idea! You know how he is about clowns...although one part of you probably found it amusing to make him face his fears." Normally, Jonathan would have responded in that placating, slightly-annoyed tone of his, reassuring her that he in no way wanted to send Jasper into a panic fit. But now her frustration, which wasn't even directed wholly at him, echoed in his head. He opened his mouth, then felt it snap shut again, as if some part of him didn't want to tell her. No, not some part of him, he realized, some part of the other person in his head. "OH, of course! You have the time to talk to your husband but you don't have the time to see if Dr. Ryan is available!" Jonathan turned to see a very bitter-looking Mr. Dexter scowling at him from a seat on the other side of the room, and his eyes hardened. He didn't have the patience for idiots right now. "I'm afraid, Mr. Dexter, that doctor Cabe Ryan will not be available for a very. Long. Time," he said calmly, but something in the razor sharp edge to his voice made the other man slouch in his seat, suddenly perfectly content to stay quiet. Jill couldn't see the look in his eyes, because when he turned back his dangerous expression was gone, replaced by a suppressed urgency. "Come with me," he said, offering no room for comment as he rounded her desk, grabbed her by the wrist, and hauled her away from the Front Desk into a small hallway. It was badly lit and smelled horrible, but at least it was out of sight. "Jasper's gone," he said hurriedly, before she could speak. "I-I don't know how it happened. One moment he was there...." He trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief. His mind was still reeling. "Cabe took him, and Rou. He must have let her out, or maybe she broke out and convinced him. The point is that our son's gone, Jill. And..." He didn't want to say it, but they both knew what he was thinking. 'And I have no idea how we're going to get him back.' |
I AM... Jonathan Crane [ScArEcRoW] (Rp-1 and GCH), GABRIEL Asher (Rp-1 and GCH), HAiley/Sane (Rp-1 and GCH), and CILLIAN CRANE (Rp-1).
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| MaDdicient | Jan 30 2010, 12:35 AM Post #3 |
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[Yeah,it's hard to see her in that perspective...] Jill knew that her husband could be verbally intimidating but, when she saw the look of Mr. Dexter after Jonathan had scolded him, she shivered instinctively. She was about to ask him why he had to be so rude when a slew of sentences came out of his mouth like a raging waterfall. "Jasper's gone," he said hurriedly, before she could speak. "I-I don't know how it happened. One moment he was there...." He trailed off, shaking his head in disbelief. His mind was still reeling. "Cabe took him, and Rou. He must have let her out, or maybe she broke out and convinced him. The point is that our son's gone, Jill. And..." Her entire being went rigid, her eyes glazed over in disbelief and her heart thudded against her ribcage like a funeral hymn. This could NOT be happening! He must be joking! She waited for him to say something, anything that would imply he was just screwing with her mind. But nothing else came. However, she could tell that he was afraid, that being most unusual. Jonathan did everything in his power to look calm and collected 24/7 (that is, until he went to sleep and the night terrors ensued but she wasn't about to tell him about that...). "H-how?...What...what about C-Cillian?" Jill knew the way Rou's mind worked to some extent. She had been in the WSSC, after all. The woman would do anything to quench her thirst for mayhem, including make a situation even more dramatic than it had been before. She knew Rou would find a way out someday...but she didn't expect the woman to go after her children! "Why us? WHY?" Jill was now, clearly, in panic mode, pacing back and forth to release her pent up anxieties. She avoided Jonathan's gaze entirely, not wanting to look at him right now. He's the one that left Jasper alone! D= |
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| dogchasingcars | Jan 31 2010, 01:26 AM Post #4 |
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[[Blow Beastie off entirely if I'm bringing her in at a crappy time ^_^]] Beastie was lounging in her cell, minding her own business and wondering when the first of Scarecrow's predicted skull-smashing headaches would come, and how bad it would hurt. With a father who'd been in the League of Shadows, she was sure she could handle it, of course--pain was only a message from body to brain, telling the latter that something was wrong with the former--but it was gnawing away at her all the same. As she alternately muttered her thoughts aloud and hummed a little tune she'd been working on for the past week or so, a pair of harried footsteps moved swiftly down the hall and stopped before her cell door. Strong the door was, but sound-proof it was not. "Jasper's gone," Johnathan Crane's voice said, sounding oddly more like a human being than a sadistic predator. This had to be Crane, not Crow. "I-I don't know how it happened. One moment he was there...Cabe took him, and Rou. He must have let her out, or maybe she broke out and convinced him. The point is that our son's gone, Jill, and... And that made Beastie sit upright on her pathetic little cot. Crane? Had a son? Here was a juicy tidbit she had not been informed of. "H-how?" A female's voice; a stranger's. Was Crane married? "What...what about C-Cillian?" Beastie cocked her head to the side. There were two little lost birdies out there? Jasper and Cillian...children...innocents...With Roulette? Beastie's protective vigilante mode kicked in. She rolled off her bed and moved toward her cell door, gazing through the small window to the faces beyond. The faces of parents whose children were missing and most likely in the custody of a madwoman and her accomplice--white as sheets and drawn with anguish. "Hey," Beastie called to them, heart aching with the need to ease their suffering, "I think I can help you out here." Edited by dogchasingcars, Jan 31 2010, 01:27 AM.
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RP1: Catwoman/Selina Kyle, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Victor Zsasz, Prank, Jackson Droll GCH (Young!): Victor Zsasz, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Jackson Droll "I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to DO with one if I caught it!" "My dogs are HUNGRY! Pity there's only one of you!" "The Joker's just a mad dog. I want whoever let him off the leash." "Let's see how loyal a hungry dog REALLY IS!" | |
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| OutCasteD | Feb 3 2010, 02:47 AM Post #5 |
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"H-how?...What...what about C-Cillian?" "Why us? WHY?" Jonathan forced himself to swallow his own anxiety, and grabbed Jill by the shoulders to make her stop pacing. "Jill!" he said urgently, trying to snap her out of her panic. He tilted his head down to look her straight in the eyes, and he shook her slightly. "You have got to stay calm. Loosing it right now isn't going to help us! Do you have any idea, any at all, to who or where Rou would take them?" It had been so many years since her days with the WSSC, there wasn't much of a chance that she would know anything. But he had to push her in the right direction.... "Hey, I think I can help you out here." Jonathan's head snapped up and he jumped, grip tightening on Jill's arms ever so slightly in protective instinct. A split second later, he realized that who had spoken was locked safely in their cell, and couldn't hurt his family any more than they already were. "Beastie..?" he asked cautiously, vaguely remembering her from one of Scarecrow's sessions. Ah, that was right, the one who got a dose of the Madness Drug/Fear Toxin mixture. It looked to him that she hadn't had an episode yet, but he didn't have the time or patience to ask her how she was holding up. "I hate to break to you, but you're in a cell in Arkham. How do you expect to help us?" he asked, sounding much more impatient and curt than he intended. Well, he had a damn good excuse! |
I AM... Jonathan Crane [ScArEcRoW] (Rp-1 and GCH), GABRIEL Asher (Rp-1 and GCH), HAiley/Sane (Rp-1 and GCH), and CILLIAN CRANE (Rp-1).
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| MaDdicient | Feb 3 2010, 07:07 PM Post #6 |
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Jill breathed heavily and pulled Jonathan into a constricting embrace, as if crushing the life out of him would bring her child back. She could feel the tremors coming back, from the effects of her tainted prenatal vitamins all those years ago. They frequented when she was under stress which, sad to say, is all she's ever felt lately; stressed. "The J-joker,maybe? This girl...she's not HUMAN...and the Joker would probably l-like...revenge...around anything circus themed...maybe...maybe that old amusement park we used to f-frequent...if it's s-still there...with a circus th...theme..." Jill felt herself grow dizzy,most likely due to the lack of oxygen she currently had in her system. Her grip on him slackened but she refused to let herself faint, her grip tightening around him once more. "Hey, I think I can help you out here." She jumped at the sound, burying her face into Jonathan's shoulder, angry with herself. Over the years, I've really gone soft... "Beastie..? I hate to break to you, but you're in a cell in Arkham. How do you expect to help us?" he asked, sounding much more impatient and curt than he intended. Well, he had a damn good excuse!" "Let her speak, Jon... she MIGHT know what she's talking about. Not all of the people in here are actually out of their mind..." She added the last part with scorn, fully aiming it at the other persona in Crane's head. |
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| dogchasingcars | Feb 3 2010, 07:41 PM Post #7 |
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Beastie lowered her head slightly, allowing Crane's cold tone to shoot painful frost into her heart. This was the way of a parent who's lost his children....she'd known it well, but in vice versa. "You're a doctor, ain't ya?" she replied. "Request a follow-up session to see how I'm doing on my, ah...new medication or something, then sneak me out! Say a drive around the city would be helpful to my mental state or something! Showing me the good parts of town will make my vigilantism seem useless, so you're taking me out to see if you can't convince me to denounce it! You're a doctor; think of something!" Crane looked less than impressed with her plan and Jill just looked plain old freaked-out, so Beastie added, "Take a syringe of Madness with you! Bring tranqs, a gun, a leash--anything if you don't trust me to keep to my word, but the longer we bat this around the longer your boys are in Roulette's hands. I'm not asking for anything in return; you can take me right back to this cell when I find them. You've read my file, Crane, you know protecting people is what I do." Her eyes shone with the sincerity of her words, but she could only hope that her argument would be enough to convince them... |
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RP1: Catwoman/Selina Kyle, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Victor Zsasz, Prank, Jackson Droll GCH (Young!): Victor Zsasz, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Jackson Droll "I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to DO with one if I caught it!" "My dogs are HUNGRY! Pity there's only one of you!" "The Joker's just a mad dog. I want whoever let him off the leash." "Let's see how loyal a hungry dog REALLY IS!" | |
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| OutCasteD | Feb 7 2010, 02:34 PM Post #8 |
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Jonathan looks warily at Jill, but nodded. He understood that she wasn't angry solely at him, and so did Scarecrow apparently, as a brief, wicked grin flashed across his face. Jonathan felt the shift and his jaw twitched uneasily, but Scarecrow stayed back with an inward smirk. If he'd wanted to hurt anyone, he would have done it already. "You've read my file, Crane, you know protecting people is what I do." Jonathan regarded her carefully, with a calculating eye that would make most people squirm uncomfortably. He saw the fire that blazed in her eyes, and the earnest sincerity of her voice... and he made one of his rare snap decisions that usually ended up ruining his life. "Okay, you can help," he said simply, sounding more confident of himself than he felt, though he still held onto Jill protectively. She was shaking like a leaf, and he frowned in concern. That drug never had quite gone away.... Squeezing her shoulder lightly, he stepped away from her and fished through his pockets, finally finding the master key he always kept on his person (more accurately, that Scarecrow kept on his person, just in case he felt the urge to experiment). "If we're going to do this, we're doing it now. I was on my way to the low-risk ward, anyway, to escort a..." he paused, trying to remember the name, "... a Mr. Drake, to another mental hospital. He's one of my few successful cases." He rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously, well aware that everyone knew he rarely ended up curing his patients. ((Fun Fact!: When I say Mr. Drake, I'm referring to Tim Drake, one of the first Robins. He's one of my favs [tho i loooove Jason Todd], and I just wanted to mention him, not that I have any plot planned for him lol.))
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I AM... Jonathan Crane [ScArEcRoW] (Rp-1 and GCH), GABRIEL Asher (Rp-1 and GCH), HAiley/Sane (Rp-1 and GCH), and CILLIAN CRANE (Rp-1).
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| dogchasingcars | Feb 7 2010, 02:57 PM Post #9 |
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"Yes!" Beastie cried, elbowing the air victoriously. She darted to her cot and grabbed both her Watchmen comic and her DC anthology from under the mattress. Returning to the window as Crane scanned his cardkey, she asked, "So how long ago did your boys go missing? Who's this Spitfire she's with? Do either of your kids have any really, really deep-set fears? And is there any possibility of me getting my original wardrobe back? Arkham doesn't use enough fabric softener in these jumpsuits." Now that she was being allowed to help, every nerve in her was firing like crazy, and an excited buzz had overwhelmed her. This is what she lived for. |
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RP1: Catwoman/Selina Kyle, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Victor Zsasz, Prank, Jackson Droll GCH (Young!): Victor Zsasz, Beastie/Rolly Rifkin, Jackson Droll "I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to DO with one if I caught it!" "My dogs are HUNGRY! Pity there's only one of you!" "The Joker's just a mad dog. I want whoever let him off the leash." "Let's see how loyal a hungry dog REALLY IS!" | |
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| MaDdicient | Feb 7 2010, 08:11 PM Post #10 |
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"You ask a lot of questions, don't you?" Jill snapped in frustration as her tremors seemed to get worse. S.he closed her eyes briefly and took a deep breath,willing herself to calm down. God,it looks like I have Multiple Sclerosis! Which could actually be true no thanks to bird brain. I can't have anymore kids because of that shit, either. NOT that I'd want anymore... " Probably because you were actually taking your medicine while you were treating Mr. Drake, if I recall correctly."She whispered in his ear, beckoning for Beastie to come closer. "Sorry about that...ANYWAY, I don't know if Cillian is missing; he never answers his cell or the home phone when I call. Jasper is afraid of clowns,among other things...I'll let Jon answer the rest..." It so happened that the drug used to alter her kids so many years ago also caused her to develop asthma, as well as Jasper. In turn, she had to frantically fish in her purse to get the damned inhaler. I hate my life |
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He's one of my favs [tho i loooove Jason Todd], and I just wanted to mention him, not that I have any plot planned for him lol.))

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