Ungloved fingers twitched as they held a warm tea cup. The skin on the small hands smooth and uncalloused, almost like a child’s. Though to presume such innocence would be a deadly mistake. The hands shaking from the opium in the owner’s system flushing out. Mindlessly bringing the cup to soft pink lips. Drinking more out of a repeated habit than a actual need or want. Soft but sharp blue eyes wide and pin pricked. Drugged and tiny pupils staring in a hazed madness. A soft catchy toon slipping from his throat…
The smell of tea filled the air, warmth thick like syrup. Lace frills covered the table in a out of date elegance. Decorative tea cups set ever so perfectly out along the table. Foot tapping music and hues of blue seemed to be a theme in this personal wonderland. Tears stained the nicely folded napkins on the table below the man…
Ungloved fingers twitched as they held a cold tea cup. The skin on the small hands stained in blood, both his and others. Though to presume such morbid thoughts would be a ignorant mistake. The hands shaking from blood flushing out of the owners viens. Mindlessly smiling as he brought the tea to his painful grin, tea dribbling down his mouth. Drinking it like a nervous tick of a cuckoo clock. Bloodshot blue eyes held in so much pain as tears poured out of the. The tiny pupils hiding the schizophrenics symptoms with the drug that laid inside him…
The smell of blood and desperation filled the air like deaths cloud. Lace frills soaked in blood and tears. The table more of a scene of sadness then elegance. Smashed tea cups laid in every breath of the room. The record skipped and was not fixed, being drowned out by this man’s personal wonderland…
"How very true, especially with how antisocial quite a few of our colleagues are. As long as we stay out of their hair they stay out of ours, right?"
Chuckling Hare took a sip of her tea. Alright nothing to be concerned with, odd how mind control and murderous colleagues became a norm for her so quickly.
"If I recall you also work with hypnotics? How does yours work?"
Despite having first hand experience on what Tetches tech entailed Hare had no idea how it actually worked. Perhaps Meisters could give her an insite.
@themarchinghare
“Jervis? Are you here?” Music Meister poked his head through the doorway, looking around before stepping into the Hatter’s latest hideout. Between composing and organising his next ‘performance’, the maestro had grown bored and decided to visit his acquaintance. However he didn’t seem to be around at present.
❝ I hope you brought more than insults. ❞
"I also brought twenty shirts. Look this one has polka dots!"
[text] How can you not remember??? [text] One of the rabbit girls must’ve lost her mask because the police found your hideout. [text] you’re ok right, no injuries???
[text;] I'm so worried please text back please please please
[ t e x t ] i ’ m here , i think i am okay .
[ t e x t ] where are you ?
[ t e x t ] what happened ?
[ t e x t ] why were you so worried ?
[ t e x t ] my memory is failing me
To add on from what I’ve heard •Getting hatter-ed (Being manipulated or controlled by someone. “Dude that chick has got you hatter-ed") •We’re going into the sewers (Doing something stupid) • What’s the gas? (What’s the problem. Because of our Asylum pals love for chemical weapons it can be hard to figure out toxin it is.) • Basil Karlo (Copycat- Basil Karlo is Clayface who is known for “Riddle me this”. I’ve also heard Jane Doe, which means the same thing, but not as popular. ) • Masked (Being shady or two-faced, sense the latter isn’t exactly the smartest thing to say) • You’re laughing (Another way of saying you’re crazy) • Throwing lightning bolts (Being overdramatic or exaggerating, inspired by Maxie Zeus)
Okay, so I’ve recently realized that us Gothamites have developed the world’s most bizarre vernacular and literally no one outside the city can understand half the stuff we say. As such, in an attempt to be helpful I’ve put together a few examples with translations and sometimes origins:
Riddle me this (do I need to explain this? when you want someone to explain something)
Flip a coin (not used the way other people use it - it serves as more of a abstract threat about getting mad eg. “Don’t make me flip a coin!”)
Pull a Harley (fall in love way too deeply way too quickly)
More [something] than scars (when there is a large amount of [something] - because have you ever looked at Zsasz?)
Like finding Alice (used when something’s hard to find - it’s the equivalent of the saying “Like finding a needle in a haystack”)
Get umbrella-ed (get murdered, usually specifically mob-related; named for that infamous incident when Penguin killed a dude with an umbrella)
mad hatter fans deserve like thousands of dollars in compensation. just every hour of every day. i will personally smite every weirdo writer who keeps doing the most evil things imaginable to that little guy
[text] Awesome, I’ll prepare tea and the other necessities! [text] It’s a good thing I have a LOT of blankets [text] If you don’t mind be asking what DO you plan to do to the other rabbits? [text] Just curious! That’s all
[text;] I'm so worried please text back please please please
[ t e x t ] i ’ m here , i think i am okay .
[ t e x t ] where are you ?
[ t e x t ] what happened ?
[ t e x t ] why were you so worried ?
[ t e x t ] my memory is failing me
I want this game sooo badly now. You're evil
So I got a really stupid idea but it’s really complex so hear me out.
So I kinda wanna see a sequel to Arkham Knight where instead of playing Batman you switch between 4 children of Gotham Rogues, specifically Killer Croc’s daughter, Scarecrow’s daughter, Riddler’s daughter, and Joker’s son, and you play the whole game running from ARGUS and trying to defeat a mystery villain, all while trapped on the abandoned Arkham Island. The whole time Riddler’s giving them all help because his daughter’s trapped and also because Scarecrow threatened to kill him if any harm came to his daughter.
And each kid has special skills, both in combat and out of combat, so you don’t get too complacent playing one specific kid.
Croc’s daughter can breathe underwater for extended periods of time, making her ideal to get through underwater sections of the game, and she’s really strong, making her ideal for getting rid of big obstacles and stuff.
Scarecrow’s daughter can breathe in segments with poison gas and is the agilest, making her the natural choice for segments with stealth or climbing crumbling structures.
Riddler’s daughter is good with tech and wears goggles with something similar to detective vision, making her a good pick for segments involving breaking into locked off areas and segments requiring locating objects that are hidden from view.
Joker’s son is the smallest of the group, making him the obvious choice for climbing through vents and small areas. He also has a grappling hook (stolen from Batman in one of the previous games and given to him as a gift) so he can climb areas Scarecrow’s daughter can’t reach.
And as a DLC, there’s an updated version of the first 4 games where instead of playing as Batman, you’re using the switching mechanic as the kids, and there are updated voicelines where the rogues interact with their children and there are combat segments that are easier and harder depending on which kid you play as, not because of skillsets, but because the parents have different responses to fighting their own kids.
I dunno, it was an idea.
I had no idea if my OC counted as an AU but why not?
The beginning of a mad friendship:
Today was…not a good day to put it lightly. Maybe not the worst day, but he needed minute to just get his head back on and let the world slow down a bit.
Jervis slowly trudged forward in the rain not quite sure where he was or what to do. He ,once again, was stopped from being with Alice by Batman and once again he had to flee. Only this time he HADN’T controlled her he HADN’T shoved tea down her throat she had been perfect and so nice, until Batman arrived. That’s when it all came crashing down, that’s when Alice showed all her stripes, she tricked him. He was lucky there were still some goons not pummeled by Batman or else he’d be off to Arkham. Lucky, lucky, lucky Him.
A puddle showing his slack face ended his musings.
Finally Jervis stopped and looked up, right in front of him a colorful building who still had it’s lights on. The green, pink, and blue swirls felt soothing, and looking into the windows showed many ,just as colorful, desserts. Tilting his head further back he saw the name “Sweeten your day” the name sounded familiar, scrunching his face up it finally hit him. This was where he bought all of his cakes from.
Jervis had never actually been to the building before he just had his henchmen get them, though seeing how inviting it looked he wished he had.
It was so… pleasant. Out of some little story book about a father taking his son here to cheer him up, a shy baker trying to bake something for a love interest or a frequent Customer and a worker cheesily flirting everyday. Without thinking Jervis entered the store.
Disappointedly or lucky he didn’t see anyone at the counter so he took a seat at one of the corner tables only big enough for two. With that little thought Tetch drifted off to Wonderland with Alice. Not hearing the only employee walk in again.
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