☠▐ MASTER OF FEAR

Independent and selective Scarecrow.

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Fear-Themed Headcanon Questions

Send one (or a few) to my muse and they’ll answer: 

Spiders: Does your muse squish bugs or put them outside? The Dark: Did your muse sleep with a nightlight as a child? Snakes: Would your muse ever keep an unusual/exotic pet? Blood: What’s the worst injury your muse has ever had? Clowns: Does your muse prefer comedy? Or horror? Mirrors: What is your muse’s least favorite thing about their appearance? Tight Space: Does your muse ever feel that they’re not living up to their own potential? Closet Monsters: Does your muse hide any aspects of their personality/life from others? Crowds: What does your muse think of big cities? Death: Name one thing your muse has lost that they wish they could get back. Ghosts: Has your muse ever seen something they couldn’t explain? Needles: Does your muse have a strong stomach? Curses: Does your muse believe in good/bad luck? How about karma? Heights: Is your muse a risk-taker? Solitude: Name 3 things your muse couldn’t live without. Fire: Would your muse rather be very cold, or very hot? Failure: Has your muse ever given up on an important dream? Abandonment: How would your muse win back someone who left them? The Unknown: Is your muse a philosophical person? Boogeyman: What position does your muse sleep in? Falling: What does your muse think about falling in love or commitment?  Change: What was a turning point in your muse’s life? Disease: What does your muse do on a sick day? Number 13: Does your muse believe any superstitions?  Noise: Name one sound your muse finds absolutely unbearable. Insects: Name something your muse finds gross or annoying.  Dolls: Has your muse ever collected something? Getting Old: Would your muse rather live 50 years loved, or 200 years alone? Social Phobia: Does your muse consider themselves an outgoing person?

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mangledmenagerie:

Harvey had a bad feeling about this… the other man’s tone and his movements something about it was raising his hackles, what the hell was that glowing. Sirens nearing.

“A mistake sure.” Instincts telling him to keep back, the freaks in Gotham are pretty unpredictable nowadays, God I should have called in sick today.

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        “It isn’t IMPOSSIBLE, even in Gotham City.”

      Somewhat true in a general sense, but not necessarily in Jonathan’s case ( no, this had not been an accidental occurrence ).

      He heard the other units approaching, though cloudy eyes never left the man in front of him-- as soon as he had an opportunity, the SNAKE would strike out with noxious fumes. 

        “It would seem that you’ve employed quite a bit of backup for one person. Do I FRIGHTEN you?”

[vhsmeme]

* spongebob squarepants starters

a collection of lines from spongebob squarepants.

‘ is mayonnaise an instrument? ’

‘ MY LEG! ’

‘ i’m ugly and i’m proud. ’

‘ y’all had me worried sick!’

‘ when in doubt, pinky out. ’

‘ I’M A GOOD NOODLE. ’

‘ you took my only food. now i’m gonna starve. ’

‘ this is a load of barnacles. ’

‘ can’t you say anything else but no? ’

‘ ANCHOVIES! ’

‘ and stop starin’ at me with them big ol’ eyes. ’

‘ i can’t see my forehead. ’

‘ 24! ’

‘ you’re supposed to be knocking each other’s brains out. ’

‘ i’m ready, i’m ready. ’

‘ i defy you, heart man! ’

‘ i can deny it no longer: i am small. ’

‘ i love you. ’

‘ EVIL! ’

‘ leedle leedle leedle lee.’

‘ ravilo, ravilo. give me the formuoli. ’

‘ don’t touch me, i’m sterile. ’

‘ let me play a sad song for ya on the world’s smallest violin. ’

‘ we’re not cavemen. we have technology. ’

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{ Apologies for my absence. I will do my best to resume a more normal schedule tomorrow. }

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@riddleculed liked the call

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        "Say nothing about these.”

      As swiftly as he could, Jonathan stuffed an array of VIALS into his coat ( each one contained a sickly green liquid ).

        “I’d prefer not to become a source of INTEREST at this time.” 

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                                          “ Live by fear

                                              DIE by fear ”

                                                  ( rebooted )

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mangledmenagerie:

“Actuallly, yes you are…” Funny that he wasn’t even here for this guy, his suspect is probably lost to him now, “I still don’t see those hands, buddy.” This guy is hiding something and not just his face. Harvey pull out his radio and called in for nearby unis.

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        “Oh, my apologies...”

      Jonathan’s words held all the sincerity of a foul SERPENT’S hiss. Sly gaze focused upon the presumed officer, his hands were lifted slowly into the air ( an amber glow accompanying them ).

        “It was a simple MISTAKE, really.”

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{ starts something I’ll probably never finish hit no mISS }

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“Pain is weakness leaving the body

Send “Pain is weakness leaving the body” and I will randomly generate how your muse will find mine

with (a) broken rib(s) 

☠ ———————

      With short, ragged breaths, Jonathan carried himself away from the scene of the ALTERCATION. He’d gotten in over his head ( outnumbered and outmatched by those with no love for his work ).

      Every movement of his form provoked a SEARING pain about his ribs, and he figured at least one had snapped in the fight. 

      Like a wounded ANIMAL, Jonathan stumbled behind a building to collect himself and discovered the presence of another. 

        “Stay away.”

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edit: there’s a post here that explains and gives you a good way to check if your own blog has been missing asks sent to it. 

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Send “Pain is weakness leaving the body” and I will randomly generate how your muse will find mine

[Random Number Generator can be found here]

with a broken arm

with a broken leg

dehydrated

with a concussion

with a stab wound

hungover

after a bar fight

with the flu

with (a) broken rib(s)

with sore muscles

after falling down the stairs

with a twisted ankle

blinded temporarily

with ringing ears

with a burn

after running into a door

out in the cold without warm clothes

covered in blood

overly exhausted

after a nightmare

after losing part/all of their memory

with a black eye

rper’s choice!

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bathacks:

          between  being  raised  by  gotham’s  finest  and  being  trained  under  its  guardian,  barbara  would  like  to  think  she’s  quite  skilled  in  the  art  of  keeping  her  calm.  as  it  stands,  she’s  still  hoping  she  only  has  to  entertain  her  host  for  a  short  while  longer  before  the  cavalry  arrives.  (  she’s  been  turning  jason’s  words  over  in  her  head,  but  what  she  doesn’t  say  is  that  part  of  believes  him.  part  of  her  always  will.  she’s  been  left  lying  in  wait  before,  and  it’s  a  sensation  not  easily  forgotten.  )

          “  don’t  touch  me.  ”  the  words  come  out  on  near - hissing:  a  warning  sound  if  crane  were  to  truly  pay  heed  to  it.  if  anything,  may  he  let  her  cling  to  her  last  vestiges  of  autonomy  before  he  starts  playing  with  his  latest  concoction.

          she  leans  back  involuntarily  —  while  she  may  not  fear  him  the  way  he  wishes  her  to,  she  has  little  inclination  to  get  up  close  and  personal,  to  have  to  look  him  in  the  eye  any  longer  than  she  has  to.  her  gaze  is  trained  on  his  hand,  on  the  needles  that  skirt  a  touch  too  close  for  comfort,  and  it’s  in  that  moment  she  thinks  of  jason,  of  the  moment  she  pleaded  for  him  to  come  home  before  the  walls  came  up  again.  he’s  another  one  of  gotham’s,  fallen  victim  to  its  skewed  sense  of  justice.  but  scarecrow  gets  to  know  none  of  that.  barbara  raises  her  gaze  back  to  his.

          “  your  arkham  knight  is  another  angry  child  hiding  behind  a  mask;  he’s  not  the  first,  and  he  won’t  be  the  last.  ”  barbara  looks  into  the  gaping  maw  of  gotham’s  embodiment  of  fear,  who  instead  invokes  a  rage  coiled  within  her  belly.  “  —  so  what  does  that  make  you?  ”

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        “Interesting.”

      He hovered for a short while, the watery film about his eyes glimmering somewhat with reflected light. At her INQUIRY, a foul laugh escaped Jonathan’s cruel throat-- he drew away, sitting back upon a metallic bench. The sutures threaded along his mouth grew loose with a change in expression.

        “You are FILLED with a futile fire, but I agree with you to some extent-- regardless of his elusive identity, he is but an impulsive CHILD. I, however, am not.”

      Fingers were laced together, and he continued in a STEADY, remorseless way--

        “Batman will soon learn that he cannot save both Gotham and the ones he loves most. He will FAIL, and all will find themselves crushed beneath the inescapable weight that is fear. Now, what does all this make ME?”

      A sinister hand-- and the needles it wore-- flexed idly.

        “Inevitable.”

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@aprimreaper -- continued from here

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      Jonathan was silent for a few moments, examining the other with a WARY gaze. At last, he nodded--

        “Very well.”

      His attention was turned back to the container ( it was filled with some manner of stew acquired from a MEDIOCRE establishment ). Minding the horrible wounds about his mouth as best he could, Jonathan tasted it-- yes, mediocre. Very mediocre.

        “I must ask-- what would INSPIRE you to accompany me on this occasion? I am hardly a welcoming sight, and I’m certain we’ve not met prior.”

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@elicitfear  liked for a starter with Harvey Bullock

Great, a freak in a mask. I am not sober enough for this, hell I’m not drunk enough for this. “Let’s see some hands there, pal.” Harvey had his gun trained on the person in front of him. 

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      At the other’s voice, Jonathan moved QUIETLY to face him. This wasn’t a highly-frequented area ( just a grimy storage building wedged between the waterfront and some bars ), and he covertly swore to locate any potential RATS who’d gone and cried to the GCPD.

      Cold, foggy eyes flitted to the gun as he attempted to position his syringe-clad apparatus behind his form. 

        “Am I TRESPASSING?”