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The Rec Room 2 [OPEN]; Free food, a roof over her head, and interesting company- what more could a Beastie ask for?
Topic Started: Jul 20 2010, 01:28 PM (749 Views)
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Beastie was sprawled out on the Rec room's one and only couch, bored out of her mind.

"Free food," she mumbled beneath her mask, "free room and board, free television and phone service with good behavior, free laundry service....I almost feel guilty for being so bored."

Suddenly, someone sat down on the couch beside her and began to stare intently at the television screen, which was featuring some G-rated nature show. Beastie looked her new company up and down before leaning over a bit and sticking out her gloved hand.

"Name's Beastie, diagnosed with delusions of grandeur due to PTSD, and a couple of other acronyms which elude me at this moment. And you are...?"
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

Fair enough, Rou. You got yourself out of one cage, let's see you get out of this one...

Roulette was cautious now. She had to be. He could be following her, and he'd surely come looking when he found her missing. He'd probably be awfully confounded, too - the padlocks and chains were a bit much, but the straitjacket was simple enough once she'd found a suitable rough edge to wear the fabric with, and from there she could just about see how to get out of her situation.

Of course, it didn't help much that she was hallucinating horribly just now, no thanks to the Crow's demented drug. And such was Roulette's secondary prison, a colorless world filled with faceless masses, a world that only vaguely resembled the halls of Arkham...

Roulette came to a halt, pausing her long-legged running only long enough to duck into an unused supply room and think.

Gotta... gotta clear my head... gotta think straight, figure out where I am...

But it was difficult to focus, she thought, peering at her all too pink looking hands. They looked raw. Burnt. Too healthy. It frightened her.

There, she'd admitted it. The pinkness frightened her. It... it wasn't right, wasn't natural, not for her. She wished she could scratch deep enough to make it bleed, but she'd tried. She'd tried, and her blood was a deep gray, not the red she knew it should be. She wished Spitfire were there with her...

... She couldn't sit there all day, she knew. She couldn't. She had to find some way out, and what better way than to blend in with the other in-mates? Surely some would think she'd been let out of her cell for good behavior or something...

The rec room, spoke the first random thought that came to mind. That's it. I'll hide in there, nobody'll suspect me in there...

And she sprinted towards what she thought was the rec room door; at least it looked sort of like it, only more gray...

There was a large faceless group there. Roulette felt a twinge of what she thought might be... panic? But there was something else, a bright, colorful light. It looked like a television screen - in fact, Roulette was almost positive it was. The one thing that stood out against the gray...

She collapsed on what felt like a couch, but looked like a formless mound, and stared intently at the screen. One thing, this one thing could keep her occupied until the drug wore off; that and the injuries Crane had given her. Pressing on them, just to feel the pain, brought little twinges of color back. It wouldn't be too long now...

Someone next to her spoke, and she didn't dare look. She knew they'd only be another mockery of a person dredged up by the drug to fool her - and, were she a sane human being, to lure her into a nervous breakdown.

"What," she murmured flatly, and the flatness frightened her more than anything. "What do you want."
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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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Beastie kept her hand outstretched for a while longer before realizing the woman had no intention of shaking it. Withdrawing the limb, she said with infinite cheerfulness, "Hooee, what's your poison, girlie? Yalook like a sad clown--all smiles but with eyes dull as a mule's. Er, not meaning any offense, a'course."

"Familiar, familiar," Beastie went on thinking aloud to herself, gently tapping her chin with a finger. "Now where've I seen that Glasgow grin before...?"
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

It was hard to focus... so difficult to focus...

"K... keep talkin' ta me..." Roulette muttered, trying to stay calm. "T-that's good... Helps..."

The colorful images in the screen flickered and flashed, the only source of color anywhere.

"T-too gray..." she murmured, not particularly caring if the colorless humanoid beside her responded or not. "C-can't focus... C-crow got me... s-some drug... H... He..."

She stopped herself before she said it. Roulette was far too proud to beg for help from anyone, let alone a faceless projection of her own fears.

She couldn't help it. She turned to face the other person on the couch, and surprisingly... she had a face. Heavily inked, but it was a face, at least. It was something in a world of nothing...

"Who...?" she briefly questioned before an overwhelming sense of nothingness washed over her.

It terrified her.

"Y'gotta... gotta help me... h-he's keepin' me hostage... 'c-cause my boyfriend took his k-kids, see, an'..."

The feeling was getting stronger, and she suddenly found herself clasping the person's hand in a vice grip. Something to hold on to, something, anything...

"I'm innocent," she murmured, knowing it wasn't convincing in the slightest. "W-wasn't my plan; wasn't my vengeance. I h-helped ta help my guy, 'c-cause he was doubtin' himself, see? But C-crow... H-he's got the w-wrong clown..."

The person didn't look convinced. Roulette drew in a shaky breath, and in a weary voice full of austerity spoke one final plea.

"I have ta get outta here... b-before he finds me..."
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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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Beastie returned the woman's vicelike grip with one of her own, though she kept in mind that the Arkham orderlies wouldn't like it if she broke a fellow inmate's fingers.

The way she stared at Beastie, it was like she thought Beastie was her last anchor to life and sanity. Somewhere deep down, Beastie felt very important.

"Are you sure you're not crazy?" Beastie asked. "I mean, not that it matters any or nothin'--even if you are nutzo this reality is real to you, and that's all that really matters, I s'pose."

But when the woman used the name Crow, rather than Crane, Beastie realized that this woman could really be in serious trouble. She doubted Crow would experiment on a subject and then just let her waltz away with his identity and proof of said identity flowing through her veins.

"A'kay, a'kay, I gotcha, girlie," Beastie said, half-soothing half-confirming she'd take the job. "This place was gettin' kinda stuffy anyways. I can help ya get outta here, no problamo, but I'm gonna need yer name."

What the hell're you doin', Beastie!?! Don't everything about this chick just scream FEMME JOKER!!?

Yeah, so?

You ain't the best vigilante ever, ya know that?

Hey, all I figure is that if people like her didn't exist, then people like me wouldn't, either.
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

Her name... she thought she remembered it; it felt so long ago. How long had she been in here, anyway? Weeks? Months? Years of this, this... gray?

It ate at her. She knew it shouldn't, but it did all the same, picking at her sense of time. If she wanted to retain any shred of her identity, she had to focus. The bloodshed, the slaughter, the torturous methods...

All of it was difficult to recall. But recall she did. God, she wished Spitfire were here with her now, she wanted nothing more than to wait this out with the only person she really trusted and cared for. It was his plan. His plan. Gone terribly, terribly awry.

Where was he, anyway? Had he left Gotham? Was he still looking for her, however futile or dangerous the search? Was he captured himself, another victim of Crane's insane notion that either of his hostages could be 'cured', or at least turned to drooling half-shells of themselves?

And there came that odd sensation again. So that's what it was like to panic.

But the memories were enough, and she remembered her name, and she remembered herself and why she was here.

"... Roulette... C-call me Roulette. As in 'Russian'... R-rou fer short..."

Make this stop. Make this stop. Make this stop. Make this stop. Make...
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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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"Roulette?" Beastie repeated. She drew away from the woman and mashed her face into her palm.

Slightly muffled, she nearly moaned, "So...you're telling me...that you're Roulette. The chick who I helped...Johnny Boy and his Jilly-Bean...find? You have got to be kidding me."

He helps you escape, tortures the woman you helped him find, and now you're gonna help her escape? Jeezus Christ...
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

You...

... So you're to blame for this whole ugly mess. You're the only reason Crane even found me.

You did this.


Roulette felt a fist clench, but she relaxed it instantly. The drug was wearing off, and she knew from experience what happened as soon as Crow's drug wore off on her. If she grew angry now, she could blow her one chance to get out of this nightmare.

Her eyes softened just enough for a mask of apathy. No. It had to wait. Once she'd escaped from here, then she could teach this double agent a thing or two. Like how much a heated metal needle hurt when inserted into your eyeball. Now that would be a good place to start for this one...

"So... yer the one they sent ta find me, eh?" Roulette murmured casually. "Must be an awful good detective, then... Listen, I'm not angry atcha - kinda flattered ya went to all that trouble ta find someone who never did ya any wrong personally, actually."

The woman's look was skeptical of Roulette's intentions at best.

"Now, now," she said, her hands raised in a placating gesture and her voice a low whisper. "I know ya think I'm gonna stab ya in the back'r somethin' as soon as we get outta here, but... well, f'it's one thing my boss always told me ta do, it's ta keep yer word. He doesn't like liars and promise-breakers, so ya learn ta tell the truth and keep yer promise pretty damn quick. Don't worry 'bout it."

She still didn't look convinced. Roulette leaned in close, now paranoid that someone had been listening in. And why not? Crane had ears and eyes throughout this whole ward; she knew because he'd told her so, and she knew from experience that he wasn't lying.

"Look," she said, her voice devoid of everything but gravity. "I know I'm a complete monster. Hell, I like it that way. Fact is, I did torture Johnny-boy's kids, an' I enjoyed it, too, but it wasn't my plan. An' even then, Spitfire only wanted ta teach the guy a lesson. An' trust me, if you'd've seen just what kinda hell I've been through lately at Crow's hands, an' compared it ta mine, you'd see just how horrendous it is. Yeah, I torture people, but I don't torture 'em until they lose all track'a themselves. If I wanna make someone do somethin' else, I manipulate, I don't torture. An' when I do use torture, I torture ta death, an' death is far more fuckin' merciful than the shit Crow's done ta me. The man oughta be locked up in here with the rest'a us..."

She couldn't have lied about it if she'd tried.

That time, she meant it.
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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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The vigilante in Beastie reared its metaphorical head.

"You hurt kids," Beastie growled, suddenly less cheery. "You...you ain't supposed to hurt kids, girlie. Yer plan or not, ya had a choice. Ya always have a choice."

She thought hard for a while.

"But...yer in trouble. I guess."

dammit, Beastie, no wonder they stuck ya in Arkham!

"Yer trouble ain't being stuck in Arkham. Yer trouble is Crow being stuck in Arkham with you. What if we had...proof the good doctor's off his rocker?"

the Madness he injected you with is still flowing through your veins
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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Payback's a bitch, puddin'.

"Yeah, an' you helped a lunatic get revenge by lettin' him capture an' torture' someone, however monstrous," Roulette snapped, still attempting to clear the gray fog from her head. "Yer not a lick better than I am, girlie, so don't even try playin' that card. I didn't start attackin' you when ya said ya helped Crane find me, so don't attack me."

The gray came and went in waves, but it was weakening. She felt it weakening.

"An' anyway, s'not that I can't get outta Arkham," she added in a hushed voice, "S'that if I do get outta Arkham an' Crow finds out, he's gonna try an' track me again. What I need's someone who can cover my tracks. An' you... you can do that fer me."

Roulette lowered her voice further. She didn't like the look of that guard in the corner...

"Look, I jus' need ya ta find some way ta keep Crane from ever findin' me again. Ever. Invalidatin' his credentials is a good idea, but I need a guarantee he'll never find me again. Ya do this fer me, I'll forgive ya fer bringin' that lowlife straight ta my doorstep an' I'll never bother ya again. I'll leave the damn city if ya want. Promise. An' I keep my promises."
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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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