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 Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 3:12 pm
 R. I. P. Batman
The reign of the dark knight has finally come to an end thanks to the scarecrow, and with the Batman gone, the city is a mess. Murderers, rapists, thieves, and other criminals run a muck, but Gotham's rogues don't seem to know what to do without their rival.
Scarecrow has put away his mask and created a new memory altering toxin, which he's used on the entire city of Gotham. Johnathan Crane is no longer seen as a criminal, and all his records have been wiped, but don't make the mistake of thinking the Scarecrow can be kept at bay.
Crane continues his studies of human fear, testing his toxins and methods on patients at Arkham Asylum. He uses the abandoned basement of the building for his work, and things are moving right along for him. He's in the process of perfecting his ultimate weapon: a life potion.
After all, what's life without a bat to torture? And what fun is invoking fear if you can't repeat the experience?
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 3:16 pm
 PM XxXJokersWildXxX for Cannon Characters. Must include at least a paragraph of a writing sample. If you want to play a character that isn't listed, PM me that character's name and a writing sample. Cannon Characters:Robin: Batgirl_4_Evr Gordon: Alfred: XxXJokersWildXxX Joker: XxXJokersWildXxX Harley: Harvey "Two-Face" Dent: Catwoman: Cutlass_wench Scarecrow: XxXJokersWildXxX Penguin: PM XxXJokersWildXxX for Original Characters. Must include a paragraph of a writing sample. Original Characters:Marie Collens: XxXJokersWildXxX Jessica Doily (Batgirl): XxXJokersWildXxX Michael Crane: XxHa_Joker_HaXx Haste Johnson: cute citty cat Schyler Quinn: humunculi_tsuki Aiden Kyle: Cutlass_wench
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 4:58 pm
 Dr. Crane's face held a small smile as he walked down the hallway towards his newest patients room. He'd met her only once before, when he'd fought to bring her to Arkham in court. This would be his first session with her, and he could hardly contain his excitement. She was the perfect patient: small and frail and unable to tattle on his unprecedented practices. As he walked he flipped through her file, reacquainting himself with the case. She was seven, and she'd already been through hell and back. Or, at least, that was what she thought now.
He came to a stop in front of her room and punched the code to open the door into the keypad. He pushed the door open and entered the room, closing it tightly behind him. He sat his briefcase on a table opposite the bed and opened it, pulling out his burlap mask and slipping it over his head. It was only then that he grabbed a can of his fear toxin and turned to face the girl. "Good afternoon, Marie," he greeted in a friendly tone. He walked towards the bed and sat down beside the girl, smiling at her through his mask. "Tell me, Marie, what are you afraid of?"
He knew she couldn't speak well enough to answer him, so he only gave her a moment to respond before continuing. "Oh, that's right," he said with a small laugh as he raised the can and sprayed it in her direction. "You can't."
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 6:04 pm
 Marie backed away from the man in front of her, her eyes wild with fear. His words made no sense to her, but she could see the man behind the mask. Seven years of solitude and abuse had left her well versed in understanding the nature of others. When he sprayed the toxin at her, her eyes grew wider yet and a shriek escaped her lips. The man in front of her glowed and the walls around her fell away; she looked around frantically. She was outside, outside of her small, dark place. Outside where mother or grandmother would surely find her, and then she'd be beaten. She shot up and walked circles on the pad of grass, looking every which way for the door to the stairs or the door to her cell; either would do, but neither seemed to be in sight.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 6:24 pm
 "...essica..."
Jessica mumbled in her sleep and turned her head away from the source of the voice. She'd been up all night the night before, something Alfred had advised her against. He'd advised that she return to Wayne Manor and get at least a few hours of sleep, but she'd told him, as she had frequently lately, that that wasn't an option. Gotham was a wreck, and Batgirl was needed.
"Jessica."
The voice was more firm this time, but she still ignored it.
"Jessica!"
The voice was growing more irritated, so she raised her head and glared up at her teacher. "Yeah, yeah," she mumbled. "I'm up." She could see the teacher about to respond, but the bell rang just in time to save her from the oncoming lecture, and she stood up, flashing him a grin and running out the door.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 2:08 pm
 Michael Crane had been swamped in work all week and looked down at the clock on his desk. It was almost lunch time and he had bypassed breakfast and stayed late the night before skipping dinner. Realizing he was beyond hungry he shut the file that he had been working on and picked up his phone and dialed the number to his brother's office. After several rings it went straight to the voice mail. Knowing that his brother was a lot like himself, he knew Jonathan wouldn't check his voice mail. Arranging everything into neat piles Michael grabbed his Gray coat that was like a trench style and and left his office. His secretary smiled up at him as he walked past her desk. "I'll be having lunch with Jonathan, take down all my messages and forward all important calls to my cell." He winked at her with his brilliant blue eyes and continued towards the elevator.
Calling a taxi he waited patiently on the sidewalk until one finally stopped to pick him up. "Arkham Asylum please." The driver nodded and sped off towards the hospital. After a fifteen minute drive the taxi came to a halt in front of the grand gates of Arkham. Michael slipped him the tab and made his way into the hospital to the front desk. "Is Dr. Jonathan Crane available?"
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XxHa_Joker_HaXx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 2:29 pm
Jonathan leaned forward, a wide smile hidden under the mask. Though she couldn't talk, her fear was evident, and it was like a drug to him. Adrenaline flowed through his veins as he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her closer. "Sca-a-a-are Cro-o-ow." He said the name slowly as he forced her to look at him.The nurse at the front desk smiled up Michael. "Actually, he just passed by here," she said. "I think he's with a patient at the moment." She glanced down at her computer for a moment and brought up Dr. Crane's file. "Yes, he's in room 303." Normally, that was information she wouldn't give out, but they all knew Dr. Crane's brother well, and she knew it was aloud.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 2:37 pm
Michael smiled and winked at the nurse as he went up to the third floor. Room 303. Room 303. He repeated the room number so he wouldn't forget. Geeze he just has to be in the farthest room. Finally after what seemed like an eternity of walking he arrived at Room 303. He could hear a faint whimper coming from inside and sighed as he shook his head. Why must you do this Jonathan. Knowing there was nothing he could do to change his brother he decided to knock on the door anyway. Evil doctors need food too. Michael reached up and knocked on the door three times and braced himself for a not so happy brother to answer the door.
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XxHa_Joker_HaXx Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 2:50 pm
 Dr. Crane glared at the door in irritation, pushing the girl back to the bed roughly and pulling his mask off before walking over to the door and peeking out it's small window to see who it was. He frowned at his brother through the glass but opened the door and let him in. He shut the door firmly behind Michael and made his way over to his brief case, placing his mask and the can of fear toxin neatly in it.
"What have I told you about interrupting me?" His voice came out cold and low, but he didn't turn to look at his brother. He pulled a small shot out of the case and approached the girl again, grabbing her arm in the same rough fashion and shoving the shot into her arm carelessly.Marie shrieked loudly as she backed away from the figure as it approached her. When the shot was administered, it almost instantly left a purple, black bruise on her arm, and the tears came immediately. She backed against the wall, hoping that he wouldn't come any closer.
Jonathan watched the girl as she backed away, a sickening smile on his face again. "You saw her on the news, I'm sure," he said to his brother. He didn't bother telling the story; he knew they were both on the same page. "She really is the perfect test subject." As he said this, he sat on the bed and yanked the small child towards him, cradling her thin frame in his lap.
As he ran one hand through her hair, ignoring her unease, he turned his attention back to his brother. His tone turned cold and irritable again. "What do you want?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 6:54 pm
Michael ignored his comment about interrupting him and looked at the girl cowering in the corner. She looked like she was barely 6 years old. She was so small and frail he couldn't believe his brother would experiment on her. "For Christ sake Jonathan! She's just a child!" Michael walked over and knelt down next to her and gave her a calm reassuring smile. "It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you." He pushed the hair out of her eyes and wiped a tear off her cheek, then looked back up at his brother. "So I was thinking we could get some lunch." He paused and chuckled, he couldn't resist but to add his own little joke. "Even evil doctors need food." He smiled up at his brother and gave him an almost pleading look with his bright blue eyes.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 7:21 pm
Jessica made her way out of the school in a much better mood than she'd gone in with. She'd head back to Wayne manner soon enough, but first, she'd stop and grab some lunch. Nothing fancy, just a quick meal. Unlike Bruce, she'd grown up most of her life on a small farm, so she wasn't quite used to the whole being able to through your money around any way you wanted.
Alright, so technically it was Alfred's money. Bruce had left everything to his trusty Butler, but the old man was always happy to take care of Jessica, ad he had given her access to pretty much as much money as she wanted. She'd only given in to one temptation though; she smiled as she walked towards her silver Mercedes.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 7:42 pm
Marie reached out for Michael instinctively. Her may look the same as the man who held her, but she could see a kindness in his eyes that she'd never seen before. She whimpered as the arms around flung her roughly to the other side of the bed. jonathan frowned that the creature he'd just tossed aside and stood up. "She hardly human," he said in reply to his brother's protest. He walked towards his brief case and placed the shot back inside it, shutting it tightly and turning back to his brother. "And I prefer the term mad scientist," he stated sarcastically.
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 7:58 pm
Michael shook his head at his brother and went over and picked the girl up trying to calm her down. "Alright mad scientist. What do ya say to getting some lunch?" He looked down at his watch, holding Marie with one arm and looked back at his brother. He couldn't help but to feel bad for Marie but for some reason he couldn't find the courage to tell his brother to stop. "So why can't you experiment on someone else? Why this girl?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 8:16 pm
 Schyler leaned against the wall in a large allyway. She flicked her zippo lighter on and off in a very bored way. All the fun had gone out of the city once the Bat was dead. Dont get her wrong she loved the chaos and all but there was nothing challenging anymore. She had gotten as far as she could and now she was stuck. Stuck making gang members pee their pants whenever she simply passed by. Hell the news hadnt said one thing about her sense she blew up a few cars months ago!
She lit a cigarett and inhaled deeply. Hell she didnt even have any henchmen yet, what was up with that!? Schy needed something bigger, something to catch everyones attention... She spied it. A young pretty girl, rich by the looks of it. Everying about her SCREAMED "breaking news". Smirking she walked forward to the edge of the ally and waited
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Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 8:19 pm
Marie clung to Michael, lacing her thin arms around his neck and burying in her head in his chest. His voice was comforting, but when Dr. Crane spoke again, she cringed and clung even tighter to the man who held her, a small moan issuing from her as she did so. Jonathan smiled at his brother. "She can't talk, so rumors won't start," he stated plainly, "And lunch sounds good, but your new friend will have to stay." He turned towards the door and started down the hallway, not bothering to look back and see if Michael was following him.
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