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maskurbatesDear Dr. Arkham,
Apparently it hasn't been brought to your attention yet, so let me do you a favor and tell you: inducing insanity is the shittiest treatment plan in the history of psychiatry. Every goddamn hallucination/attempt at deluding me further has been a waste of both of our time, even though I gotta give you points for the blonde. She was a nice touch, but nothing I couldn't imagine without the OD of sedatives or whatever the fuck you're using here. If I find out you told my lawyer I don't want to see his pussy ass, I will cut out your tongue and cram it so far down your throat that it will tickle your lower esophageal sphincter.
Hope the family is well.
Yours,
Roman Sionis
PS: When I say "hope the family is well" I mean it sincerely. But that's because I want the privilege of being the one to introduce them to the wonderful world of heated, blunt objects.
PPS: Food's better than last time, though. Good job.
Apparently it hasn't been brought to your attention yet, so let me do you a favor and tell you: inducing insanity is the shittiest treatment plan in the history of psychiatry. Every goddamn hallucination/attempt at deluding me further has been a waste of both of our time, even though I gotta give you points for the blonde. She was a nice touch, but nothing I couldn't imagine without the OD of sedatives or whatever the fuck you're using here. If I find out you told my lawyer I don't want to see his pussy ass, I will cut out your tongue and cram it so far down your throat that it will tickle your lower esophageal sphincter.
Hope the family is well.
Yours,
Roman Sionis
PS: When I say "hope the family is well" I mean it sincerely. But that's because I want the privilege of being the one to introduce them to the wonderful world of heated, blunt objects.
PPS: Food's better than last time, though. Good job.
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:32 am (UTC)What the hell are you talkin' about?
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:36 am (UTC)[He could probably kick the door open, but it'd hit Roman in the face and that wouldn't be fun for anyone.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:42 am (UTC)Oh my Christ, the Riddler is the voice of my subconscious.
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:44 am (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2011-01-16 06:47 am (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2011-01-16 06:54 am (UTC)My aim is hardly to cause you more distress. Do you see the window now, Roman?
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Date: 2011-01-16 06:56 am (UTC)Where's your window?
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:03 am (UTC)A snippet of advice: Lie down, get some rest. You're submerging yourself too far and too fast into a farce.
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:11 am (UTC)There's a two-way mirror in my room?
[Without delay, he pushes off the door and makes a beeline to the mirror, determined to pry it off the wall.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:19 am (UTC)Try not to break that. It'll be impossible to replace.
[He calmly closes the door behind him.]
Farce, by the way, is a light humorous play, but I do like that you took my clue so innovatively.
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:26 am (UTC)The decor burns the retinas, doesn't it?][spam]
Date: 2011-01-16 07:27 am (UTC)Close that fucking door.
[And as a gritted addendum:]
Please.
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:40 am (UTC)It is closed.
[He raises a hand in question.]
Anything else? Questions, comments, testimonies of anger?
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:51 am (UTC)He tilts his head slightly, his body tense, as he stares at Nygma, not sure if he's there at all.]
I don't believe you.
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Date: 2011-01-16 07:59 am (UTC)You're going to have to specify what you don't believe.
[He makes an effort to demonstrate his tangibility by shifting things around with his hands.]
Though I won't be greatly surprised if you don't believe in me. You haven't clapped once since our reunion. [lolPeterPanreferance.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 08:21 am (UTC)Don't touch anything.
[His nails are now digging into his palms.]
And you haven't done anything to suggest otherwise.
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Date: 2011-01-16 08:30 am (UTC)Haven't I?
[A sense of self-preservation? What's that? He sidles up to Black Mask so they're face to face. Or mask to face, rather.]
I suppose I could be a poltergeist.
[He releases his cane from his belt and moves to tap Roman on the shoulder.]
But that would be ludicrous.
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Date: 2011-01-16 08:43 am (UTC)His voice is low and dangerous.]
I said: don't touch anything.
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Date: 2011-01-16 08:58 am (UTC)I'm finding that a difficult request to abide at the moment.
[His finger is on the button that releases his sword, just in case.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 09:32 am (UTC)How do I know you're not an orderly fucking with me?
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Date: 2011-01-16 09:38 am (UTC)An orderly couldn't parallel my wit.
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Date: 2011-01-16 05:29 pm (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2011-01-17 01:47 am (UTC)[He glances down at the hand wrapped around his lapels.]
My appearance and an orderlies are easily discernible by touch. And if I were a hallucination, my appearance would waver, regardless of how drugged up you are. Your mind isn't linear enough to see solely me during our interactions.
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:01 am (UTC)Do you have a window?
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:24 am (UTC)No one has a window. That was a ruse.
[And apparently a very good ruse, at that.]
If you want to see outside, there's a deck.
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