[The video's on, but the communicator is sitting on a desk. There's a collection of completed and recent crossword puzzles just in view. The answers are written in black ink, with personal notes written in green. Answers in black like DEPUTY, ENIGMA, COMPULSION, FAILURE and SABOTAGE litter each puzzle. His own green notes are indecipherable, ( Read more... )

I have need of a telepath. Or a bodily possessor, or a magician - any of the above would suit this purpose.

And before you lot so flippantly ignore this call for aid, I want you to consider this one tiny little detail: you’re not doing this for me. You’re be doing it for him.

[Camera scans to Katurian, sitting listlessly and looking at nothing ( Read more... )

Certain elements of Gotham really ought to remain in Gotham. [A passive-aggressive beat.] Don't you agree, Jonathan?

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[What follows is the known presence of an encryption. This is an entirely easy encryption to break -- and he well knows it.]
BEWARE THE STOLEN OF: DECLARE. BANK ON THAT.

[Encrypted to: FELICIA HARDY]Your possessions appear to be ( Read more... )

Most of us perceive time as linear, wouldn't you agree? Even here. Even now. But really, events tend to possess a more circular pattern.

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[Someone's outside. On the streets.]

Now, I’m not often a supporter of current societal systems. Granted, they have their functions, but all perform so imperfectly. I’m inclined to blame the inane clod of bureaucracy, in part. Take - say -- mental institutions; they’re so liable to commit individuals without appropriate evidence because of ( Read more... )

[His drawl is casual, idle even.]

Scenario: your daughter is a sadistic psychopath with a history of, oh I don't know, brutal homicide and savors a penchant for torturing people. She's ruined countless lives during her reign of terror, and finally the law has caught up with her. She's sentenced to a rather deserved death. But oh, your sickly ( Read more... )

The action, since spliced
A head lost and wandering
The body, returned.

I've always wanted to try riddles within haiku. It's a poetry in itself, riddling, but when measured so precisely, so delicately? Simply sublime.

But it seems I have my chance after all.

Hello.

ooc || Aw, look who's back. He's in NOHoPE now, and unable to accept private/ ( Read more... )

Tragic, isn't it? The disappointment that haunts endeavors. Individuals. No matter how much faith you invest, no matter how much you care. No matter what guidance you offer.

This is why I never took on sidekicks.

When does a person no longer deserve a second chance? Is there even such a thing?

[Encrypted to Mitchell Hundred.]I'm obligated to ( Read more... )

What is a gift of the past, held in the present, and aspiring towards the future?

[There's a casual beat. It's brief, he's not accepting any answers.]

Legacy. One's own, shall we say, collective narrative. Some might attribute their stories to that of fate, or any variable beyond their control. Others strive to forge their own legends using the ( Read more... )

A real curiosity, isn't it? A real delving question, how mythos -- how stories -- can so easily carve the details of humanity's failings. I cite Daedalus, a man who created puzzles to hide monsters. And his son, Icarus: a disappointment, a fluttering fireball. A boy whose greatest story was deathCringe-worthy, isn't it ( Read more... )