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Just wanted to hear your take on an idea I randomly had since I love the way you show the rogues:
Arkham Asylum, in its attempts at rehabilitation, created a YouTube channel where Voronetska being held there can post stuff (heavily monitored of course) and everyone is expecting something like trauma dumps or the rogues being horrible but… it’s just random videos. Ivy talks about plant care and what the average non criminal can do to help the environment. Penguin talks about different types of suit and umbrella styles. Riddler had harmless riddles for people. Joker has yet to make something that has made it into the channel.
(this was slightly inspired by a post I saw a while ago about Harley and Ivy taking over a radio but just giving really good relationship advice)
This great! I see it as a sort of community outreach programme, a way for the Rogues to give back and work out their problems through creativity.
Killer Croc reads bedtime stories like the ones on Cbeebies and he gets really into it, doing the voices and everything.
Ivy covers how to care for your succulents, takes questions about soil, watering and keeping pests from your plants and most of them are totally not about growing pot.
Harley and Scarecrow have a talkshow sort of series where they take about how to handle mental health, take problems and questions and recommend (pre-approved) solutions.
Penguin teaches a mixology course online since he owns so many clubs. It's famous because the only drink he can make right is a Screwdriver and he's actually terrible.
The Riddler creates fun puzzles for kids (again, are screen just in case he's encouraging violent or heinous acts)
Mr Freeze does fun science experiments and he goes viral because he talks about his wife and the good times he had with her, all the while setting up the ingredients and apparatus.
Calender Man does a This Day in History sort of series, discussing all the events that happened on certain days.
Clayfaces stars in short soap dramas he writes, directs and acts in himself. It has a decent following.
Two Face has a series of law lectures and takes "hypothetical" law questions from law students.
The Joker has appeared but only in a straightjacket, lashed to a upright gurney and gagged, and always in the background of other videos.
The loud speaker crackled to life, the inmates of Arkham varying stages of sedation and dissociation already exhausted by what was surely to be another inane announcement. Some, very cognizant of time no matter the drugs forced into their system, were mildly interested by the change in routine. Others who used their time to recover before escaping to wreak havoc on the city at large were irritated by the interruption of the few z’s they were able to catch.
What none of them expected was to hear the voice of the singular Pamela Isley rasping through the speakers. It wasn’t odd that she would stage a break out, there were plenty of previous noteworthy riots all due to the blatant mastication of salad while staring her down. Thanks Edward. Or the time scissors had been used to trim off her hip in order to be used in a tea. Thanks Jervis.
Needless to say, it was not unheard of, but it garnered the attention of those capable. Some sitting up on the cot they’d previously been rotting in, others leaning forward against the restraints that kept them tethered to the wall behind them in solitary. Not only was this a possible escape, there was tea here, someone had done something very stupid. Much like the good Doctor Fries, Pamela had little use for humanity at whole, so who had done what to trample on her pretty little toes.
“Good evening, Arkham, mostly to my fellow inmates. I would apologize for having lost my temper, but I’m not so I won’t.’
Those sedated began to notice it first, the light pressure on their chest, the way fingers twitched, the warmth at the back of the throat that eased the tissue raw from screaming. The cognizant ones, clever though they may be, took longer as they were attempting to find a way to turn the new development to their advantage without yet having the full details.
“Dr. Arkham decided to boast that we at large are easy to control, myself in particular as my only strength is my ability to chemically manipulate others at a base level.’ A soft hushing sound, a few inmates recognized the muffled protest of a gagged Jeremiah. “And that clearly, I do not belong on the list of dangerous Rogue as long as I’m kept contained in a metal cell with no access to the Earth and all her bounty.’
Eager anticipation begins to shift in those listening, this does not sound like the beginnings of a riot, Mother Nature’s fury unleashed on stone poorly founded. A few of the less inclined to be used as pawns prepare to barricade themselves in, lower ranking rogues that occasionally punched above their station in hopes of rising to elite status. Others, while still confused as to the end goal, are thrilled knowing chaos is soon to be had in the decrepit halls.
“As if I have not personally brought Gotham to its knees with only a briar rose. Taken control of the upper crust in order to smother the city into a lethargic feast for my precious babies.” A pause, the audible slow breath in, and the exhale that is so explicit that it’s practically felt against the skin. “Hearing it for years has been a mild irritant to say the least, from a bunch of misogynistic, egotistical, narcissistic apes.’
A few of the higher tiered rogues have begun to recognize the danger, even those who had not been unwise enough to taunt the avatar of Mother Nature. They hadn’t stopped it either, some muttering a choice curse.
“So before I leave, return to my cell for a bit of rest, I hope you all enjoy yourselves.’ Tone acidic, a click is heard as the switch is flipped to off.
Those not requiring visual aid notice the haze first, spilling from the vents usually used to administer heavy sedatives in the event of a riot. A system long since abandoned as the guards were usually also knocked out amongst the inmates leaving bodies and no one to transport back to cells. The growing clamour slowly quiets as some retreat further into their cells as throats grow thick, muscles taut. Or others take advantage of the long low buzz as cell doors are opened, red lights flickering to green.
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I love any writer or podcaster that writes riddler and killer croc as friends and their relationship is always so good
The first time i thought they'd be friends i doubted myself because i hadn't seen any representation of their friendship and then i started listening to rogues!the podcast and i was very happy when i found one, the few episodes where edward and waylon interacted and the on the road episodes were very fun to listen to, especially that not a lot of people write waylon the way the voiceboss did and that way is my most preferred way of writing waylon, then i listened to riddler:secrets in the dark which also represented them as friends, and we saw how edward was worried when azrael took waylon and hurt him and i really love the podcast and how edward and calender man were friends because i never saw something like that or maybe i just don't read enough comics it doesn't really matter, and i think that a friendship between edward and calender man is something that should happen again in any movie or show, we have James gunn directing dc right now so im very excited for all the new dc movies
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