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@jcnior
cuttin’ girls up for dinner
( please enjoy your MONITORED and LOVING stay 6 feet under ♡ )
( sometimes i’m more than certain dc just thrives off of character assassination and feels no other emotions besides pure sadism for hurting their fans. && that’s that !! )
⤷ ⤷ ANSWERED FROM @the-arkham-librarian
4. Are there any ethical/moral lines your muse will not cross?
oooh i love this question !! thank you so much !! i’m assuming you’re asking in regards to james jr. so i’ll answer that one. for james, (SPOILERS FOR BATMAN: THE BLACK MIRROR )
Questions about Villainous Muses...
(Full disclosure. The mun of this blog roleplays an unapologetically evil muse. Have some questions related to other role-play baddies.)
1. What would it have taken to prevent your muse from becoming a villain?
2. Despite their villainy, does your muses subscribe to some sort of ethical/honor code that guides their behavior?
3. When was the last time your muse cried for someone else’s sake?
4. Are there any ethical/moral lines your muse will not cross?
5. Mun, you could have spent the time and effort you dedicate to your museIf roleplaying as a hero. Why did you decide to roleplay as a villain?
6. If questioned about their evil behavior, what excuse would your muse give to justify it?
7. Does your muse have the potential to be a loving parent? The question addresses their ability to feel a child’s emotional needs, not the muse’s ability to physically procreate.
8. If your muse could feel the emotional pain of the people they hurt, would this deter their villainous behavior?
9. What punishment does the mun think would be justifiable for the muse?
( every day that i remember rebirth batgirl my day gets worse . dc is not seeing heaven for that one !! </3 )
experimentation pls don’t reblog (uploading these so i can grab the urls for my muse page)
❝ excuse me --- m a ' a m ?? ❞ a pale face lifted the curtains to a plastic white smile . unblinking eyes attempted to pass off the ILLUSION of emotion - the illusion of curiosity , of intrigue , of even a potential social charisma. he intended to play with her , fiddle with the inner most aspects of her brain .
lurking around arkham && intimidating even the most VIOLENT of criminals had found itself to be mildly entertaining , even leisurely . mind you , it never amounted to the pure unbridled allure of SADISM , but it shall do --- ( for now ) . james reached out && clasped his hand on her shoulder , his stature looming over her . his grip a little too tight for m o s t people’s comfort . ❝ i was wondering where i could find a few books --- in particular DISSECTION books . i’m supposing you know the type ---- don’t you ?? ❞
@the-arkham-librarian
( blog is still under construction while i shift it to multimuse. james is still a primary muse so dw ! hope you guys like the new theme tho <3 )
( i love playing james to the moon and back but if you see me making or shifting this blog to a multi-muse with william afton, korekiyo shinguji, carnage/cletus kasady, and other edgy bois well i’m sorry </3 )
@jcnior REPLIED :
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“ just call me DAD. ”
❝ ----- i knew my father had a tendency to cheat but this is a whole new low. ❞
American Psycho.
𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐌 𝐈.
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❝ —- O O P S . i guess you caught me red handed . ❞ his soft monotone voice spoke barely above a whisper . the tone, near perfectly quiet, was enough to reach that of almost a lullaby . emotionless. still. calming. — yet unnerving all the same . ❝ —– l i t e r a l l y . ❞ there he stood, his body drenched in a thick layer of crimson, forming small pools around him && slipping into the pockets && folds of his clothes. the grisly routine ( that was practically ritual for james ) had now been interrupted by a PARTICULAR someone. —- how unfortunate.
blue eyes never peeled away from drenched hands, completely engulfed in the man’s very own slaughter he had opened the curtains to. ❝ i’m sorry, was that a bit inappropriate ?? —- i never considered myself that much of a comedian . ❞
❝ james – ❞
the scene was a horrifying one, and barbara wished she hadn’t happened upon it. she had stared down the joker and many others of gotham’s most heinous murderers many times, but things are always different when family’s involved. she swallowed thickly as she considered her words carefully, green eyes bouncing from his hands up to his face. the feeling that bubbled up was a visceral one, and she felt like she could retch right there.
trembling fingers curled around the armrests of her chair, partly out of needing something to grip on to so she could ground herself back to reality, but mostly to secure themselves around the eskrima she kept hidden just in case. she looked upon her brother, knowing the answer before she even asked the question.
❝ what did you do – ? ❞
james turned his hands over a few times before speaking , purposefully drawing out that long still PAUSE between them . his gaze still refused to the leave the terrible sight in front of him. still MARVELED by his work. anything && everything to keep her on edge the abysmal scene . the GRUESOME scene. ---- && he wouldn’t have it any other way . ❝ hmmm . i don’t quite recall . i’m sorry . ❞ finally , the prey had latched T I G H T onto the bait . his dear sister’s undeniable anxiety practically PERMEATED the room . he witnessed barbara’s fingers digging deep into the armrests of her chair, her nails practically clawing at the seat. he felt as though he could burst into laughter right there .
❝ h e y ---- you were never much of a dog person, were you ?? ❞
❝ ---- O O P S . i guess you caught me red handed . ❞ his soft monotone voice spoke barely above a whisper . the tone, near perfectly quiet, was enough to reach that of almost a lullaby . emotionless. still. calming. --- yet unnerving all the same . ❝ ----- l i t e r a l l y . ❞ there he stood, his body drenched in a thick layer of crimson, forming small pools around him && slipping into the pockets && folds of his clothes. the grisly routine ( that was practically ritual for james ) had now been interrupted by a PARTICULAR someone. ---- how unfortunate.
blue eyes never peeled away from drenched hands, completely engulfed in the man’s very own slaughter he had opened the curtains to. ❝ i’m sorry, was that a bit inappropriate ?? ---- i never considered myself that much of a comedian . ❞
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