So, it seems that at the moment, almost all of the 'theatrical criminals' in Gotham are locked up or in hospital beds. This is good and bad for Pickman. It's hell on his income, but it also means that now is the best time for a little urban exploration, with reduced risk of running into someone he can't handle ( Read more... )

The day after Batman delivered him to the Gotham PD, it was a big, bold news headline.

Vigilante Unmasked: 'Rorschach' now in GPD custodyThey printed his photo and his name 'Walter Kovacs'. They reported that his mother was a prostitute with multiple convictions and his father was 'unknown'. The article put forth theories for what drove the man to ( Read more... )

( WORK )

Daniel had made the decision to put in his two week's notice even before the revelation -- or the massive practical joke -- that "Rameses" in Eddie's chatroom whom he'd talked to a few times was apparently Adrian Veidt. As in, Veidt Enterprises. And that he'd asked Daniel to send in his resume ( Read more... )

Daniel doesn't really have a problem with being taken off of watching Patient I-44. It's nice to have a break from that. Really nice. Even if he does feel sort of worried about what might happen when he's not there.

Still, someone does need to train the newest orderly hire, show him the ropes. And that someone, this time, is Daniel ( Read more... )

After the cannibalistic serial killer who was violently apprehended in your kitchen escapes from involuntary commitment in a psychiatric facility, common sense would recommend that you move. To another state, ideally, but even just down the street would be a wise idea ( Read more... )

So it's been a while since Pickman last visited Harley. It's not his fault he's been busy. At least, even though they're holding his messenger bag 'til he's done, he gets to keep his sketchbook with him, with the drawing he did for her. And at least he was able to slip the orderly bringing him to Harls a little something, so that he can visit ( Read more... )

"Oh, come on!"

Sometimes, the trials and tribulations of Gotham are just as mundane as those in any other big city. Traffic jams. Garbage strikes. A truck full of barrels of God only knows what kind of industrial waste, overturned in Midtown, on 18th Street near East City Park. Sucks to be someone who drives to and from work, doesn't it? Hell ( Read more... )

When morning pills come around, he's told he won't be getting any. Things worked. No more meds until they get some handle on what's wrong with him. He has his very own orderly now, too. An orderly just to watch him. Oh goody. He's very easy to watch. He just...sits there. His arms are still secured to his chest as he sits in the center of his bunk ( Read more... )

It's early Wednesday morning when there's a call to Geoffrey's office. It's the sort of thing that can ruin the rest of a man's day right from the start. Anyone in the hall where they might overhear, may be surprised to hear Mr. Warden raise his voice. Even sound a little panicked along with furious. The way such a little thing shakes him to the ( Read more... )