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[The journal is knocked open to the rather loud, random sounds of Two Face in the process of tearing his room apart to suit his rather ah… particular sense of style. And this will go on for quite some time, before finally there’s one last tinkling of shattered glass and then silence]
[When he finally speaks, it’s from a ways away as he moves about the new space: ]
Haha, so is the joke that it’s not really the Day of the Dead? Cause that’s weak, even for you. [A bang as he checks the door, not for the first time, and upon finding it still firmly closed, he grumbles darkly and keeps moving] Well, you’re not gonna hold me for long. It’s pretty goddamn pointless for you… to… Oh…
[Seems he’s just discovered the window and a view he doesn't recognize. Cue mild panic. Only mild, mind you]
What-- Shut up, Harvey. But-- Shut up! I’m thinking… […and by thinking he of course means he’s going to try to smash the window in with the first heavy thing he finds]
[Which doesn’t work. And now he has a broken lamp on the clean side of the room. This is… distressing. Yes. Only distressing, he is certainly not going to fly into a real panic about this because that would mean the Joker wins. And we really can’t have that. Right… So after another few moment’s silence, there’s the sound of a heavy coin being flipped, and then another loud crash as he hits the door as hard as he can]
LET US OUT!
[Congratulations, Paradisa, you just inherited half a psychopath and he is now trying to tear the door down at the top of the Pietas Tower. Have fun]
((ooc Open and backdated to when school wasn't kicking me in the face... :|b))
[When he finally speaks, it’s from a ways away as he moves about the new space: ]
Haha, so is the joke that it’s not really the Day of the Dead? Cause that’s weak, even for you. [A bang as he checks the door, not for the first time, and upon finding it still firmly closed, he grumbles darkly and keeps moving] Well, you’re not gonna hold me for long. It’s pretty goddamn pointless for you… to… Oh…
[Seems he’s just discovered the window and a view he doesn't recognize. Cue mild panic. Only mild, mind you]
What-- Shut up, Harvey. But-- Shut up! I’m thinking… […and by thinking he of course means he’s going to try to smash the window in with the first heavy thing he finds]
[Which doesn’t work. And now he has a broken lamp on the clean side of the room. This is… distressing. Yes. Only distressing, he is certainly not going to fly into a real panic about this because that would mean the Joker wins. And we really can’t have that. Right… So after another few moment’s silence, there’s the sound of a heavy coin being flipped, and then another loud crash as he hits the door as hard as he can]
LET US OUT!
[Congratulations, Paradisa, you just inherited half a psychopath and he is now trying to tear the door down at the top of the Pietas Tower. Have fun]
((ooc Open and backdated to when school wasn't kicking me in the face... :|b))