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I Awoke Bound... [Scarecrow]; Roulette, trapped.
Topic Started: Mar 4 2010, 10:04 PM (902 Views)
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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

I awoke...
BOUND
In a padded cell,
In Hell?

Feet tied, straitjacketed,
jaw muzzled,
Neck restrained.
Dreaming,
As far as I can tell.

My thoughts are blurred,
Sedated.
Was I taken
In dreaming?
Did my kidnapper cast
A spell

On me?
Or do I just not
Remember?
... no, I do.
On memories,
My thoughts dwell:

I was fighting back
(because I can't control myself)
Fighting too hard.
And I let myself slip too far,
Too fast.
I gave into
The ecstasy of pain,
And I fell...


[[Felt a little poetic... Yes, that's Rou thinking.]]
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~ ^_^ Roulette + Spitfire = OTP Forever! ^_^ ~ "Did the Joker give in when Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum for the CrImInAlLy InSaNe? No, he BROKE OUT and proceeded to poison all of Gotham's water supply!" ~ Whenever you feel like YOUR IDEAS are InSaNe, just remember that tHe JoKeR was once an IDEA inside someone's twisted mind... ~ GCHRP: We'Re AlL mAd HeRe! ~
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It was a good long while before Scarecrow decided she had been in the dark long enough with her thoughts, though he doubted the dark would strike up much fear in the jokeress. Finally, Crow deemed that it had been enough hours, and donning Jonathan's false face of professional indifference, strutted down to the obscenely high-security wing, where Rou's new cel had been assigned. By 'obscenely high-security', Crow was referring to the high-security wing even more secure than the high-security wing, as in the wing that most people weren't even allowed to know about.

Only the best for the 'special guest', he reminded himself with a suppressed smirk, arrogantly waving away the two orderlies stationed at her door, who scurried away gratefully. He had to admire that, the way the tale of her terror could even penetrate padded titanium walls, and make most any man quiver in his boots with apprehension.

With one last glance around the dim, flickering hall, he slid his master key through the lock and slipped inside the padded room, flicking on the light unceremoniously.

"Well, well, look who managed to fall down the rabbit hole?" he asked pleasantly, though his voice had turned drawling and sarcastic the moment the padded door shut behind him.
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

"Y'think this's gonna hold me, yer dead wrong, Crow," Roulette spat unceremoniously, glaring daggers. "Y'know the whole thing with yer kids wasn't even my plan?"

The look in his eyes was indifferent, but the man wasn't stone - she knew there was another under there, and that certain other was probably shocked already.

"So, go on, do whatever shit y'think'll make me miserable... I'm not talkin'. 'Course, I'll probably just enjoy whatever painful torment y'come up with... 'Cause I ain't scared'a ya, Crane. I ain't 'fraid'a ya. 'Cause I don't fear."

Yes you do. You fear multiple things, but they're so obscure and so unobvious...

No... perhaps not so unobvious.


A slick smirk flitted across his features ever so briefly, and Roulette vaguely wondered if he was really as awful as the other inmates said. Sure, she'd seen his victims before, they were easy to identify - always paranoid, always mumbling to themselves, always off alone in a corner or in the shadows.

But she wouldn't let herself be one of them. Not her. She was too wily for that, too suave. All she had to do was prey on his own insecurities even as he attempted to prey on hers. All she needed was one bone of contempt, one little irritation, one fear... and she had him bagged.

And her eyes quietly analyzed, and she waited for his next move...
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~ ^_^ Roulette + Spitfire = OTP Forever! ^_^ ~ "Did the Joker give in when Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum for the CrImInAlLy InSaNe? No, he BROKE OUT and proceeded to poison all of Gotham's water supply!" ~ Whenever you feel like YOUR IDEAS are InSaNe, just remember that tHe JoKeR was once an IDEA inside someone's twisted mind... ~ GCHRP: We'Re AlL mAd HeRe! ~
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"Oh, I'm sorry, is your dear Doctor Ryan still about?" Crow asked mockingly, looking around with great interest, as if searching for the broken doctor in one of the cramped corners of the room. "No? Well then, it looks like this place is going to hold you quite nicely, then." He cocked his head to the side with that knowing smirk, that smirk that filled his patients with the sense of their inevitable demise, eyes glowing with radiant hunger for their shrieks. In the failing light, it wasn't uncommon for him to look more like a skeleton, a Grim Reaper of terror, than a Scarecrow.

"You're awfully quick to claim you're not afraid of me," he pointed out, sauntering closer, to stand towering over her with an air of superiority. "You do realize how that looks, scrambling to claim you don't fear. Everyone has a terror, my dear Roulette, and even you are not above human nature." His voice dripped with arrogance, and he savored the name in his mouth. It was just so... fitting. Each one of his bitingly sarcastic comments was a chamber, clicking away against her skull, and one of them held the bullet. He didn't know how long it would take to reach that bullet, or if there was even one in the first place, but god knew he would keep clicking until one of the went down.

Judging by the way her eyes flicked carefully across him, taking in every minute detail, he had a wonderful feeling that she wasn't just going to sit by and watch it happen either.

Crouching down, uncomfortably close for most of his female patients, he smiled down at her, a sickeningly false pull of muscles that always looked more like a giddy snarl. "What makes you think you're above the human mind, Rou?"
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

And she discarded every single comment he'd made as pure bullshit, which she knew it was. His nature and stance alone made him look overconfident - too confident. She'd find that one flaw eventually; she'd pick out the one little detail that made him squirm.

Fortunately, she think she knew one.

"Ah, yeah. Yeah, sure, tell me somethin' new, doc," she murmured in boredom. "Question - where's Dr. Crane go when yer not around? 'Cause yer sure as Hell not the same person."

The question seemed to vaguely stir something in him, and Roulette pounced eagerly on the response.

"Must get awful irritatin' havin' ta share a body with him. Havin' ta deal with him all the time, snarkin' an' harpin' in yer ear. R'maybe he's just gettin' in yer way... Sorry, doc, I just can't be scared of a milquetoast like Crane, even if ya inhabit him... Y'took my make-up, feels like..."

And it did. And she hated it, but showed no trace of the hatred in her eyes or on her face.

He was awfully close, she thought. Not that she disliked it, oh no - it was no secret half of Arkham's ladies had a crush on his messy curls and baby blue eyes. Inmates and nurses alike fell for it.

It was actually kind of hot, thinking that such an innocent, weak exterior held a monster like the one before her now. Maybe, if this was the more bestial personality, she could get to him with sheer sex appeal...

"What makes you think you're above the human mind, Rou?"

"Simple, doc," she replied, smirking. "I'm not human."

The bigger they are...
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~ ^_^ Roulette + Spitfire = OTP Forever! ^_^ ~ "Did the Joker give in when Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum for the CrImInAlLy InSaNe? No, he BROKE OUT and proceeded to poison all of Gotham's water supply!" ~ Whenever you feel like YOUR IDEAS are InSaNe, just remember that tHe JoKeR was once an IDEA inside someone's twisted mind... ~ GCHRP: We'Re AlL mAd HeRe! ~
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Crow quirked an eyebrow. "Taking an interest in Jonathan all of a sudden, are we? I'm afraid there's not much to say about him, he's terribly annoying and boring at best." He sighed, lolling his head to the side with a chuckle as he heard Jonathan's irritable grumbling in the back of his mind.

"Y'took my make-up, feels like..."

With another smirk, he reached up and ran his thumb across her cheek with mocking care, studying her face with an uncharacteristically analytical eye. "Right you are, m'dear," he agreed, scraping off a little fleck of non-existent face paint from her jaw. "Not a smudge left. You really do have a striking face, once you get a good look at it. Pity you cover it up so much," he said absently, slouching down a bit lower over her face so he could get a good look at her eyes. He wasn't lying when he said she was good to look at, after all.

"Of course you're human," he scoffed, waving off the arrogant comment. "Or, at least you were, once upon a time. I don't suppose you'd be willing to make this whole ordeal a little easier for both of us, and tell me what happened to shatter that little happily ever after?"
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

"Y'act like it matters, doc," Roulette murmured, quietly hoping he'd scratch a bit harder and make her bleed... "Y'act like I care about it; like I'm scared it'll come back ta haunt me r'somethin'. Y'wanna know the truth? The real one? I dunno what my past was. I can't remember. Bits an' pieces on occasion, yeah... but I dunno how I got ta be this. I don't. Buuuuuut... if ya wanna close approximation..."

She leaned forward as far as the rusted chains would allow. Her marked face turned upwards towards his expectantly, the ghost of her fall into the chemical bath still apparent.

"There was a girl, teen years maybe. An' there was this guy; kidnapped me - a doctor like you, I think... maybe a lawyer... An' he tortured the girl fer days. An' weeks. An' months. Might... might'a been five years, ten years, two... Nah, that... none'a what I just said could be right... doesn't feel right..."

Roulette halted, thinking on all this for a moment. She'd given him a slightly modified version of one of her favorite lies, but now that she thought on it...

She didn't know. She really, honestly didn't remember how she became a clown...

"... Some children..." she muttered, "Some children wander by mistake, doc... I... can't tell ya anything..."

The lack of face paint was quietly starting to irritate and unnerve her - but her eyes remained as calm as a lake before a massive storm, and her face stayed as even and emotionless as polished steel... She'd heard the stories told of Doctor Johnathan Crane and his scary hitchhiker, the one just as mad as any patient here... and so she certainly knew that his monster fed on fear... any unease... any slight hesitation or pause... he'd pry for a weakness in all of them, and use this weakness to destroy.

Roulette knew she was not iron. Oh, she was aware she'd die someday; it was partly why she did what she did - if she had to go the way of all flesh, she'd go out with a bang, one way or another. But even black hearts felt pain, and she was becoming slowly aware of this... She'd have to remain a sealed, welded steel box, even when heat was applied. Actually, she wouldn't mind a little heat; it was awfully cold in this cell for all the padding...

[[Note on Rou's face: There was a short arc MaDd and I a bit back where Rou and Spitfire had to deal with Dr. Ryan returning to control. Rou's solution was to dump Spitfire into a batch of an untested drug and hope for the best. It appropriately messed Spitfire up to the point of being a combination of himself and Cabe Ryan. Rou, in a sudden burst of soul-growth, realized what she'd done to the only person she'd ever truly cared about and jumped after him. She came out relatively unscathed, save for a permanent permanent hair dye job as well as having some residual markings left on her face from her make-up. The result kinda makes her look clownish even out of make-up, but you couldn't tell it much at a distance - from far off, she'd just look like a pasty chick who never got any sleep and had light lipstick on. So... kind of a throwback to the original Joker origin, but not quite. Following that incident, Rou became a little more... human, I guess. She's not redeemed for her acts by any means, but she does have emotions... little ones. :) ]]
Edited by LaughingFish, Mar 10 2010, 08:21 PM.
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~ ^_^ Roulette + Spitfire = OTP Forever! ^_^ ~ "Did the Joker give in when Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum for the CrImInAlLy InSaNe? No, he BROKE OUT and proceeded to poison all of Gotham's water supply!" ~ Whenever you feel like YOUR IDEAS are InSaNe, just remember that tHe JoKeR was once an IDEA inside someone's twisted mind... ~ GCHRP: We'Re AlL mAd HeRe! ~
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((I know that, Crow just said there wasn't any left, referring to real make-up. Whatever's permanently stamped on her skin, he considers an actual part of her natural face, because there's no way to get rid of it without burning off her face entirely [something he did consider lol], and it suits her. ^^))

Crow listened intently to her contradicting herself, though a quirk of smile flashed across his face when she admitted that she simply did not remember. Of course, this was beyond frustrating, because it left hardly anything to exploit, but he wasn't about to let her see any of that. To everyone but Jonathan, he looked like the picture perfect image of a psychotic calculating doctor.

"You'd be surprised how often that happens, actually," he said thoughtfully, withdrawing his hand from her face when she strained forward, but not before scraping his index finger's nail down her jaw. Masochists were such funny things to watch....

"I get patients in here all the time, claiming they have no idea who they are or how they came to be the crazed mental mess they are today. Not unlike yourself, hm? You could at least go for a bit of originality," he raised an eyebrow at her with a false air of knowing, yet her eyes remained emotionless. Too emotionless. He knew a mask of indifference when he saw one, he and Jonathan had all but mastered it, after all.
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

And she laughed. How could this freak, just as hideous inside and out as herself, really try to treat her...?

"Oh my, doc! My, my!" she cackled, nearly in hysterics. "Ya... ya act like I actually wanna heal, like it matters ta me... Like I'm scared'a ya, doc. Y'honestly think I'm gonna show ya what I'm scared of? Y'think I'm just gonna snap like that? Oh, I read it all, doc - I can read everything on yer face. Years'a perfectin' the perfect mask... or what ya think is the perfect mask. Me, I don't haveta use a mask. I just paint. No fakery needed, just my own self."

She paused a minute, quietly observing him a moment. A bit scrawny for her taste, but if he made the right moves, she might just be able to get into it... Nothing could replace Spitfire, of course, but he'd forgive her weakness, as he himself was weak...

And he took her face again and scratched her, enough to create pain but not quite enough to break the capillaries beneath the skin. A sharp intake of breath flew into her lungs, and her eyes glimmered hungrily.

"Y'think I'll scream. Y'think I'll become a quiverin' mess. I'm made'a sterner stuff than that, doc. So c'mon, do yer worst... I want it..."

She purposefully inflected the statement to make it sound lewd; her eyes gazed at him in (blood)lust and she licked the edge of her lip impatiently...

Oh doc, you're such a tease...
Edited by LaughingFish, Mar 14 2010, 09:34 PM.
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~ ^_^ Roulette + Spitfire = OTP Forever! ^_^ ~ "Did the Joker give in when Batman threw him into Arkham Asylum for the CrImInAlLy InSaNe? No, he BROKE OUT and proceeded to poison all of Gotham's water supply!" ~ Whenever you feel like YOUR IDEAS are InSaNe, just remember that tHe JoKeR was once an IDEA inside someone's twisted mind... ~ GCHRP: We'Re AlL mAd HeRe! ~
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His eyes narrowed, though if it was in anger or arousal, it was hard to tell. Probably both, it wasn't uncommon of him to confuse the two, after all.

"Oh nonono, my dear Rou, you snapping now would be such a shame. No challenge at all!" he rolled his eyes, those angel blue eyes shining with the presence of the devil as flashed back to her. A chuckle escaped him, shaking his head, and suddenly a shockingly strong hand was around her throat.

"Fine, you want to play it like that?" he leaned forward, whispering harshly into her ear. "You will scream, Roulette." He let the words roll off his tongue, pronouncing her name with a strong 't'. "Someday, and someday soon, I will control you." His voice was cold with cruel certainty, and it was clear that he would be showing no mercy until that day arrived. Knowing her, the sick masochist would enjoy this idea, but she had no idea what means he intended to break her by. In fact, at the moment, neither did he....

He shrugged mentally. All part of the ride, he supposed.

((OH GOD I'M SO TIRED AND POSTING SO FAILINGLY. DX *shoots self*))
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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