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maskormenace2017-11-07 12:16 am
riddleman) wrote in maskormenace2017-11-07 12:16 am
Entry tags:
- harleen quinzel | harley quinn,
- wanda maximoff | scarlet witch,
- † barry allen | the flash,
- † edward nygma | the riddler,
- † elektra natchios | the black sky,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † mick rory | heat wave,
- † oswald cobblepot | the penguin,
- † rincewind | n/a,
- † sam merlotte | n/a,
- † sarissa theron | n/a,
- † shinjiro aragaki | n/a,
- † terry mcginnis | batman
[video] Fresh from Gotham
Riddle me this, what's easy to get into but hard to get out of?
[Whatever the answer is, he doesn't seem inclined to give it. He, that is a slender man in a nice, tailored suit - dark enough to pass as black, but actually green pinstripe - looking at the camera with a smile.]
Before coming here, things were going really well for me.
[He says that, but there are dark bruises around his throat, looking suspiciously like they were left by hands throttling him. Maybe he has a low bar for 'well'.]
I lived in a mansion. [There's the distant sound of something smashing.] I had a nice job, recently promoted. After what I've been through before, it was a big improvement. [There's another smash. That's definitely ceramic hitting a wall. Like a plate. Maybe a cup.] But now I'm here and my job is to be architect for a puzzle page. Not exactly much of a challenge, you'll agree. So I was wondering if there might be any job openings more suited for my qualifications?
I'm a forensic scientist with years of experience working cases for the Gotham City Police Department. [A book flies behind Edward as he talks, hitting the wall.] That likely means nothing to most of you, so let me assure you that it means that I'm very, very used to strange cases. What is crime like around here? Perhaps I could lend a hand.
[A cushion hits Edward in the shoulder, bouncing off slowly as another voice starts to yell, full of sass and anger.]
Hello! I'm sorry, have I been talking to myself? In what universe are you getting a job here? We are not going backwards. No, this is NOT happening. This is unacceptable. Do you hear me? Unacceptable!
[In the background, what can only be described as some kind of weird, gothic disco vampire type of guy, holding up a cup in a threatening manner.] Tell them who I am!
[Edward turns his head to lower his voice, hissing at Oswald in a quieter voice that's still perfectly audible.] How about I tell them when you're not acting a tenth your age? Whatever. As you wish, Mr Mayor.
[With that he straightens up, gesturing at Oswald in a very exaggerated way, voice loud and clear.]
Ladies! Gentlemen! Others! Allow me to introduce Oswald Cobblepot, the esteemed mayor of Gotham City, who occasionally even acts like it.
[Once again, off screen, the sound of something else smashing can be heard before:] Oh, bite me, Edward!
[ooc: Special permissions post for Edward can be found here, only fill it out if you feel like it, no pressure!]
[Whatever the answer is, he doesn't seem inclined to give it. He, that is a slender man in a nice, tailored suit - dark enough to pass as black, but actually green pinstripe - looking at the camera with a smile.]
Before coming here, things were going really well for me.
[He says that, but there are dark bruises around his throat, looking suspiciously like they were left by hands throttling him. Maybe he has a low bar for 'well'.]
I lived in a mansion. [There's the distant sound of something smashing.] I had a nice job, recently promoted. After what I've been through before, it was a big improvement. [There's another smash. That's definitely ceramic hitting a wall. Like a plate. Maybe a cup.] But now I'm here and my job is to be architect for a puzzle page. Not exactly much of a challenge, you'll agree. So I was wondering if there might be any job openings more suited for my qualifications?
I'm a forensic scientist with years of experience working cases for the Gotham City Police Department. [A book flies behind Edward as he talks, hitting the wall.] That likely means nothing to most of you, so let me assure you that it means that I'm very, very used to strange cases. What is crime like around here? Perhaps I could lend a hand.
[A cushion hits Edward in the shoulder, bouncing off slowly as another voice starts to yell, full of sass and anger.]
Hello! I'm sorry, have I been talking to myself? In what universe are you getting a job here? We are not going backwards. No, this is NOT happening. This is unacceptable. Do you hear me? Unacceptable!
[In the background, what can only be described as some kind of weird, gothic disco vampire type of guy, holding up a cup in a threatening manner.] Tell them who I am!
[Edward turns his head to lower his voice, hissing at Oswald in a quieter voice that's still perfectly audible.] How about I tell them when you're not acting a tenth your age? Whatever. As you wish, Mr Mayor.
[With that he straightens up, gesturing at Oswald in a very exaggerated way, voice loud and clear.]
Ladies! Gentlemen! Others! Allow me to introduce Oswald Cobblepot, the esteemed mayor of Gotham City, who occasionally even acts like it.
[Once again, off screen, the sound of something else smashing can be heard before:] Oh, bite me, Edward!
[ooc: Special permissions post for Edward can be found here, only fill it out if you feel like it, no pressure!]
no subject
[Terry's wary, and this guy is clearly unhinged, but he hasn't done anything... yet. Someone to keep an eye on, definitely, but no need to be a total butthead right now.]
How about we meet in the middle and I call you Oswald.
no subject
[This place was such a headache.]
A little more informal than I'd prefer for a first meeting but I suppose if you must, you must.
no subject
[Too much? Nah.]
Glad we got that sorted out.
no subject
[Yeah fucking right.]
What man is your school's namesake? I may know of them.
no subject
[Terry has graciously decided to ignore the crack about his intelligence.]
Hamilton Hill.