scarecrow arkham knight ask blog + random scarecrow posting. except that things have changed.
tags: "interview with a technospectre" for asks, "technospectre transcripts" for the ongoing writing out of his self guided trauma recallings. "day to day with a technospectre" for other post-scarecrow posting.
i'll keep it simple: no discourse, no bigotry, no sexual content (jokes only. op is sex repulsed). answers will be based off of headcanons and some intentional twists of canon.
this blog is set between Asylum and Knight, with a scarecrow that has somewhat recently managed to get stable enough that he can do most normal things, scheme, and answer questions. and is on a different path.
lore so far below cut
- clarifying point: "regular voice" "creepy scarecrow voice" 《 cyber-reality jon 》 (<- tagged as 'cyber-jon'
- he has a youtube account. the banner image of the blog is directed at his followers.
- he does not like being poked. and he really doesnt like being flirted with.
- he's from another world.
- he had previously done therapy aside from his teaching.
- he has vasovagal syncope apparently exacerbated by the attack.
- the asks/answers happen through a multiversally accessible magic Zoom™️ chat.
- he's bunked with @interview-with-two-faces
- he recently terrified, mutilated, and slaughtered the Joker.
- and has now rebranded as the technospectre
- new look here
- pets: gold eyed, mute crow named Raz. blue eyed crow with PICA named Sig. Deaths Head Hawk Moth named Cheepy. a number of wandering stray cats.
sometimes i start to think i'm normal. grave mistake because then i imagine something that a healthy brain wouldn't ruminate on. like a horse that looks like raw steak.
i wonder if i have another son in some other universe. not Momo, but... hm.
would a less healthy me be the type to name his son Jonathan Crane Junior? or if i dealt with my obsessions some other way & just kinda faded to haunt the narrative, would i be the type to do that?
god, i hope not, but my personal psychoanalysis seems to align with it.
[// just watched the fear toxin episode of Caped Crusader so its time to make Techno ruminate]
"so my daughter is alive again. she's a little fucked up from the process but it'll be fine. it's turning out that i have a lot to go over with myself, and in therapy whenever harley gets back to me, regarding what i feel is necessary, who i am and want to be, and whether i can safely have emotions. when my daughter revealed being alive again, i was high off my ass on fear toxin to the extent i was just in some wretched limbo of both terror and elation but the elation was very covert this time. my pupils were blown and my physical pain tolerance was all the way down, but i could barely control my body due to shaking and screaming internally. and while i had ENERGY i also. did not have energy. because my brain was already using all of the physical energy trying to run from intangible threats. i wanted nothing but sleep and yet my emotions wanted nothing but action. i think i can say quite fairly. that was a bad trip. thats how life's been recently. what do you 3 think?"
[three black cats, with green, blue, and orange eyes respectively, all just sort of turned their heads at him.]
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