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Fly Away Little Moth Crew
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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 10:57 am
((Just thought this might be cool...you know, an RP about when Crane first came to own Arkham. He has to get used to how the schedule works, all that jazz. Anyone who's ever been in Arkham can join. I'll be using the movie version of Crane...thank you very much. ))
Nervously, Jonathon Crane stepped up to the podium. Gazing around the giant main room of Arkham Asylum, the prisoners' gazes were set intently on him. That really helped. Adjusting his tie, Crane tapped one finger against the tiny microphone on the wooden podium.
Oh, God...what am I doing? I never should have taken this job as the new head of Arkham... he thought frantically.
"W-well...hello. I'm Jonathon Crane, the new head of this asylum."
s**t. This is insane. They all think I've lost my mind...a man like me working here.
"No, I am not crazy or out of control. Actually, I'm quite the opposite. Apply your intelligence to the concept that I'm relatively sane, and that I know exactly what I want."
Still...if I back out now, how will that look to all my past enemies? Some of them might even be in here...watching me...waiting for me to make my speech. No. I must be in control. Because that's what I am. In control.
"That's the point...I'm in control! See the distinction?"
They're not satisfied...they want to know how I'm running this place. Too bad. If they're really that interested, they'll learn patience.
"You want to know more - you want to know everything at once. But it doesn't work that way. Don't bother trying to figure out who I really am. You won't guess, and will only give yourself an unnecessary headache."
Wow...I...I actually did it. God...I better get to my new office before I faint.
"That's all for now. I've given you more than enough to think about. I can't wait for us to talk...really talk..."
With that, the twenty-five year old man stepped off the small platform and shakily made his way down the long corridor...searching for his office.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 1:04 pm
As Dr. Crane stepped down from the platform after his interesting speech, all the inmates in Arkham had different thoughts and impressions about the man who would be in charge of them.
Poison Ivy sat next to her best friend Harley Quinn and in her subtle, seductive way, winked at Dr. Crane as he rushed by and blew him a nice little kiss. When he was safely away, he turned to Harley, "Not a bad choice, at least he's kinda cute!" Ivy smiled.
Mr. Freeze sat a few seats away from Ivy as he normally chose to isolate himself from the other inmates. He just stared at Crane with cold, blank eyes the entire time and thought to himself, "I wonder how long this one will last?"
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Fly Away Little Moth Crew
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 4:38 pm
Crane slumped into his desk chair, his hands running through his dark hair. His usually bright blue eyes were glazed, with dark bags under them. He hadn't slept in days, and the pressure of now owning an asylum, of all things, wasn't helping.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 2:33 pm
Mr. Freeze was scheduled to have the first appointment with the new head of the Asylum and he was in some way, eagerly anticipating meeting with Dr. Crane to get a feel for who he was. Not to mention the chance manipulate and intimidate the hell out of the no doubt nervous doctor. Because of his condition, Crane would have to come to his cell to meet with him. Outside, there were two guards posted as Freeze sat in the cold, metallic room he knew only as home, awaiting the good doctor's arrival.
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Fly Away Little Moth Crew
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 2:45 pm
Crane exhaled and straighted his tie for the umpteenth time. Rounding the corner of the dark hallway, the doctor stopped in front of a heavily guarded cell. "Mr. Freeze, hmm...?" he said to himself. "Interesting." Waving the guards aside, Crane stepped into the cell and immediately felt his breath leave him. The room was freezing! Rubbing his arms, he gazed at the man in front of him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2007 2:55 pm
Freeze just sat there like a frozen statue, breathing heavily to show Crane just how cold it was in here. All he muttered was, "Cold, isn't it?"
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Fly Away Little Moth Crew
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2007 1:03 pm
Crane laughed somewhat nervously. "I'll have to agree with you on that point." He pulled up a chair, biting his lip as he sat on the cold surface. "Now..." he began. "...exactly what do you need to talk about?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 4:31 pm
"Everything on me I assume is in that file there, so you tell me, what is it you need to talk about to me?" Freeze said in a monotone voice. "I presume maybe a rehabilitating lecture, but I'm not sensing that there's hope for everyone vibe from you," Freeze said, trying to analyze and get a sense for who the new doctor was and what exactly made him tick.
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2007 6:13 pm
Something seemed to click...the doctor's blue eyes glazed over for a second, his features somewhat cold. "I'm not here..." he said slowly, quietly. "...to give lectures. In fact, I despise the entire thought of them." This isn't good...I'm getting angry... "And, I'm afraid you're right, I'm not a cheerful, giddy person." Oh, hell. I'm losing it.
"But I suppose you of all people know that. Your very body has frozen, including that icicle s**t you call a heart." Stop it! Just stop it! You shouldn't talk to a patient like this! "Then again, most people like you lack the mental capacity to understand such condescending remarks. Is that the case?" he finished coldly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 6:17 pm
Penguin muttered to himself in his own cell, griping at the next big news of which he didn't approve of. "New Doctor.. bah! Good Doctor, I hardly believe there's anything good about him. Bahh, I shouldn't even be here. I'm perfectly sane." Scowling, he glared out at a guard, monocle glinting in the light. "Who picks these doctors anyway?!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:09 pm
This was the exat reaction Freeze wanted, it was even better than he expected, he had pushed a hell of a button and threw the doctor off the deep end. He smiled and continued pushing, "Tell me, why are you here? Are you tormented by some tragedy that causes you too suck at socializing with normal people, are you just as unstable as the rest of us in here, and too you, this is home as well," Freeze smirked, as if he was looking right into the man's soul.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:31 pm
Finally regaining his posture, Crane cleared his throat. "Well, we're not here to talk about me, now, are we? We're here because of you. Now, talk. I have over a hundred other inmates to attend to."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 8:48 am
Freeze was less than pleased on how quickly the doctor regained his stature and he didn't much feel like talking about himself right now, but he couldn't wait to tell the other inmates about this little encounter. "You might as well move on to your other patients doctor because I have nothing to say to you. The person you really should be working on is that idiot, The Joker. Or The Penguin, put a muzzle on that loser so he'll shut the hell up, always whining about not being insane!" Freeze scowled and then added, "Make sure to lock up behind you," he smirked and said as a sinister joke.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 9:47 am
Crane stood, his face shadowed by shaggy bangs. "Yes. I'll make sure to do that." He walked to the door and exited the cell, relieved to be out of the cold.
The doctor made his way to the cell of The Penguin. "Oswald Cobblepot..." he muttered, checking his charts. Suppressing a laugh, Crane stepped into the room. An obese man was sitting on the small bed that was given to all the inmates, and he didn't look too happy.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2007 7:36 pm
"Who the hell are.." Oswald straightened, with a too sickeningly sweet smile on his face, "Ohhh yeah, you're the new doctor aren't you? Whagh." Deciding he couldn't manage to keep up his fake smile, he squinted at Crane, "You're a scrawny little thing for something that's supposed to manage this dump."
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