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Jan. 15th, 2011 11:14 pm
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Dear 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.

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Date: 2011-01-16 06:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie silently props a knee up against the door.]

My aim is hardly to cause you more distress. Do you see the window now, Roman?

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Date: 2011-01-16 07:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
My window is your window.

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 07:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Success! Eddie immediately swings the door open and enters the room, grinning blithely at the...rather horrendous decor. Who let you decorate this place, Roman?]

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 07:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie glances behind him, at the door, and then back at Roman.]

It is closed.

[He raises a hand in question.]

Anything else? Questions, comments, testimonies of anger?

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Date: 2011-01-16 07:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie's going to take a little stroll around the cabin, look here and there.]

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 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie releases the table he had been leaning on.]

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 08:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie makes no attempt at resistance, merely raising an inquisitive brow. It's hard to call someone fake when you're able to touch them and feel the slight warmth of life radiating through their obscenely green blazer, after all.]

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 09:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie is vaguely insulted by that accusation.]

An orderly couldn't parallel my wit.

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Date: 2011-01-17 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
Hmn.

[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 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Edward immediately begins smoothing down his suit.]

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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Date: 2011-01-17 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
To reform you.

[Yeah, he's going to be straight-forward about his intentions.]

Of course, I don't expect any miracles.

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Date: 2011-01-17 02:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] puzzleprince.livejournal.com
[Eddie holds up a finger as he corrects Roman:] Inmate. You're my inmate. If you were merely a pet project it would be very evident.

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