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Report | 07/28/2012 3:10 pm

Hey Zsaz do you know if we have any Al Ghuls on Gaia ?

Report | 10/18/2011 4:10 pm

High Madame

OoC: Hey bud! It's Alice and I'm back. I decided I'd just play the canon Alice that destroyed my Alice OC, since she is so similar to my OC. C: Yay!

Report | 10/09/2011 2:46 pm

curiositea

((I apologize greatly for not being on, I am back! C: Hope you are doing well.))

Report | 10/07/2011 4:50 pm

Madame Crane

You may join if you'd like. Weapons from Brainiac will be handed out, though I know knives are more your style~ Feel free to add to the mayhem in any way you see fit.

Report | 10/07/2011 3:29 pm

Madame Crane

Long story short, I'm going to blow a hole in Arkham. Which means all the lunatics will be free to play in the streets~

Report | 09/18/2011 4:40 pm

curiositea

Alice all the while followed behind, a bit of skip in her step. She felt somewhat relieved that she wouldn't fall asleep in a dusty, dingy alleyway tonight and by all means, wasn't really worried that Victor was well . . . . Victor Zsasz, the serial killer - in some respects, a more intellectual Jack the Ripper - just for Gotham too, how quaint. No, she wasn't worried. But rarely did she worry about attacks, wounds, anything of the sort. It wasn't that she wanted them, no they were such a bother but, to fill her head with such things was hardly fun and Alice was ALL about fun. Alice's hands remained neatly folded behind her back as they made their way into the apartment. At the scent of food, Alice realized she was quite hungry. She couldn't recall the last time she ate but, that really was no surprise, was it? However, the way her ribs slightly protruded through her dark dress and how limp and weak her legs were led her to believe she hadn't ate in sometime. And, not being too picky, she was willing to settle for just about anything right now. She spent a few moments letting her eyes wander around the area. It wasn't the worst place she ever seen and, certainly much better then any other place she would have ended up that night. She glanced over at Zsasz, who seemed a bit tense. For what she was unaware of and she cocked her head to the side a bit, chewing at her lip. She wasn't shy to asking if he was alright but, would rather let her mind muse over the thought before asking. "Uh . . . Victa' 'chu okay?" She inquired, trying to force a bit of concern in her voice though, it didn't really come through as such, more so was just her usual curiosity, " . . . When I get tense, I jus' stop t'inkin' - maybe 'chu should try t'at . . . hardly any fun bein' all riled up like t'at, 'chu know?

Report | 09/15/2011 2:12 pm

curiositea

When Zsasz spoke Alice was temporarily lost in thought. It wasn't that she didn't trust Victor but, she help but wonder if she had elsewhere to be. And, it wasn't a simple matter of if she had forgotten it it must have not been that important - in fact, she forgot many things she sure at least some of them were important. But at his final statement she decided it be best she head inside with him. After all she didn't want to be on the streets anymore anyway, they had grown tired and lonesome as she continued to wander them and she would like some company for the night, even if she felt a bit awkward staying with some she just met. So she walked inside, her hands folded behind her back. It took her awhile for her eyes to adjust to the light, as they did she turned to Victor, not use to thanking anyone for something so important so she felt a bit hesitant, "Er t'anks . . . so . . ." She cooed, a bit light-hearted.

((Sorry if is this short and lacking compared to usual, practicing for choir.))

Report | 09/11/2011 6:50 pm

curiositea

Alice seemed delighted at his promise, she smiled, a less tired smile this time and nodded, "T'ank 'chu so much, Mista' Zsasz!" She cooed. She was a bit taken back by his offer, for he seemed quite unfriendly to her at first - but figured you can not judge a teapot by it's decoration . . . wait, that was the saying right? Alice slowly walked over, sitting herself down while giving him a closed lip smile. Alice pondered his last question. Did she? She did recall asking someone to stay somewhere but, had they said yes? She wasn't sure. It seemed she was always forgetting things, and she even feared sometimes things would become so mad, she would forget her very name! A rather eery feeling came over her at the thought. "Uh . . . I don't t'ink so, well, hmm . . . no, I don't rightly t'ink so," she answered, not realizing how out-of-the-ordinary the answer was. Usually people did know whether they had somewhere to stay but, she took no notion of that. For a moment she fiddled with the bangs of her wig, seeming to be in her own world for just the moment, perhaps, deep in thought . . . or maybe just in no thought. An enlightened look came over her face, as she recalled all the events of her day.

"Nope!" She cooed, oddly happy at her discovery, "Actually I've jus' been wanderin' fa' awhile, asked a fella if I could stay with him but he seemed ratha' mad I asked at all, can 'chu believe it? Like I killed his kid or somef'in," Alice paused, looking down at her feet, did she kill his kid? No, he was too young to have a kid, she thought, "Nah, didn't kill his kid alright." She peered upward, nodding to herself, being more content at the moment.

Report | 09/11/2011 6:22 pm

curiositea

For a few moments, Alice just stared back at the figure. He was rather odd, and she began thinking, perhaps he wasn't as much a normality amongst Gotham's rogues - if a normal psycho had ever existed - then she initially anticipated. Even from this distance, she could see the marks upon his skin, only vaguely but, just enough. Hearing of them was nothing compared to real life. She almost wanted to ask him if they hurt but she refrained, thinking a very silly question, of course they had, right? Or maybe he had gotten use to the cuts after awhile. For the sparse moments in between his speaking Alice had wondered many a thing, being the inquisitive girl she had been. Alice tilted her head a bit as he spoke, overall disappointed that yet another villain was unaware of Tetch's location but perked up a bit when he asked who she was. Again, that familiar grin stretched across her face. "'Chu can call me Alice. I 'avn't been in Gotham fa' awhile," she frowned a bit in nostalgia, she had quite missed her little Wonderland. And was almost excited to be in the loathsome place again, even if it might cause her a few trips to Arkham or Blackgate. She began thinking, the question was quite an odd one, her asking of Jervis, surely everyone was inquisitive as her? And, why, she felt quite disappointed, not being able to say more then she was Alice. But there had to be a more subtle way of getting around to it.

"Oh 'an if 'chu see Tetch, 'chu can tell 'im I'd like ta' see him so I can address the basta'd appropriately fa' leavin' me ta' look fa' him when I returned," She sighed, growing quite tired from a long day, "Oh, 'an t'at I still don't wish him ah Happy Unbirthday, 'cause uh . . . . " Frankly, Alice could not recall where she had gathered such animosity towards Tetch, she set her finger on her chin in thought momentarily before letting it retreat to her side, "'Cause uh . . . I said so an' yes, 'cause I said so!"

Report | 09/11/2011 5:48 pm

curiositea

Jackpot. Alice's lips stretched upward in a Cheshire like grin. See, she had no reason to worry what so ever. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if she knew what she was going the entire time! At Victor's question, Alice didn't really need anything. Actually, her reasoning for coming out her seemed quite purposeless when the question arose and she needed to come up with something fast she felt, so that she wouldn't be shooed away as she had been by the Charlotte character earlier, a nasty little brawl they had gotten into. Oh, how she detested being called little girl . . . . the thought of it was enough to enrage her again, and like anyone in childish mind, she desired to be respected much more then she so deserved. "Uh . . . well," Alice folded her hands behind her back, it was late, and she could feel a certain fatigue rest upon her, ""Chu don't 'av 'ta be so cross, Mista' Zsaz. Don'chu eva' 'av visata's . . . ah neva'mind. 'Chu seen Jerveh Tetch 'bout?" She inquired. It seemed she had been asking that all day, and still was unable to find him, which displeased her so. That slimey b*****d, quite the character he was.

"Oh 'an," she held an for a few minutes, hesitant as honestly, she could think of nothing to tell him. She could tell him of her curiosities but he didn't seem friendly what-so-ever. And if she did, the sociopath might act differently, wait no . . . he was a sociopath. By any matter, being gone from Gotham such a long time, she desired to become acquainted with it's rogues again though, she never would have cared before, "'An . . . uh . . . " For a little killer, she appeared anything but, nearly innocent.

Report | 09/11/2011 12:38 pm

curiositea

Alice's curiosities had gotten the best of her. She had grown . . . quite accustom to be surrounded by masked villains, costumed villains and even costumed vigilantes. And though, out of personal choice, she had little to no allies - she had long ago accepted that in Gotham, you were bound to be surrounded by the maddest of the mad characters who were just that, characters. Surely, she could be an example of this. Though, often she was not so sure she wanted to go amongst mad people, a cat had once told her she could not so easily alienate herself, for she was mad too. So the moment she had heard of Zsasz, something quite unfamiliar and no less an oddity on his own, she had been near stunned, that such a irregular yet regular lunatic had waltz his way into the rogue gallery of Gotham, the curious land she had come to call her own Wonderland so long, so long ago and she had not even noticed. Was he like the grinning Cheshire disappearing with a smile before she could even catch a glance . . . or rather, a red rose that had been red so long she did not spare it a glance, forgetting it was once white.

She had been walking such a time, she had forgotten where she was at all. What end of town, what corner. She had found herself most lost with little patience to wait around contently for the answer. But the streets seemed a bit gloomier, something a bit more deadly. She could feel she was getting close to wherever she was going. And it seemed like a scarred sociopath would cross here once in awhile so hope was not lost yet. "Oh Victa', brainsssss?" She called out, clearly misunderstanding why Victor had ever once referred to his victims as zombies. She hadn't been so curious about that it seemed perhaps, had just assumed.

Report | 09/10/2011 4:59 pm

curiositea

((I am such a Zsasz fan. c: I'd love to roleplay sometime, my OC info is linked on my profile.))