#gordoniisms

[blankarmed]

@gordoniisms

“Nice mask. Did you get it from a fetish store?”

[puckhead]

@gordoniisms liked for a starter

“Lay off, will ya? I’m on your side!”

[elicitfear-blog]

@gordoniisms​

 Hypodermic needles, drywall, and an assortment of other medical objects littered the floors of a long- forgotten hospital resting in some neglected corner of Gotham.

 The tall building boasted interesting Gothic architecture which made it appear both artistic and formidable. Its interior was, of course, a nightmare. Gurneys, IV poles, and wheelchairs were scattered about at random-- some were decorated with faint blood splatters.

 There was certainly a story to be told, yet scattered patient records revealed nothing as to why the hospital had been left to rot.

 Jonathan Crane stepped over the debris like a fox in the snow, burlap mask completely obscuring his cranium. As he stalked through the facility, his eyes were drawn to an object that was rather unexpected.

 A teddy bear.

 One of Crane’s thin arms reached for it, but he was interrupted by the crash of a falling IV pole ( one he’d no doubt disturbed while exploring the hospital ). He darted into an ICU and hid himself behind an overturned bed.

[araneaostium-blog]

@gordoniisms

“This rooftop taken?”

[justwhellmed-a]

                 “ such pain.  much hurt. ”   he groaned from his                  place on the floor.  yep, DEFINITELY going to feel                  that tomorrow.  maybe he will just stay done here                 for a moment longer.  yep, that is EXACTLY what                  he was going to do. 

                                   //  @gordoniisms liked for a starter!

[circusbirdie]

&&..@gordoniisms

      “....youuuuu look AWFUL familiar,       y’know that?”

And he’s not sure why exactly, but  it definitely strikes him as odd, that’s for sure.

      “Do I know you from somewhere?       I’m HORRIBLE with names, but        pretty good with faces.”

[powerfulpublicspeaker-blog]

gordoniisms

           ‘i’m sorry? make you what?’ a perplexed expression was etched on her features, her eyebrows furrowed together.

With a quick turn of his head the male looked towards the woman, a slight look of disgust could easily be notified from his features. “A coffee, make it. I don’t care how, I just need a coffee…” The male demanded, if she didn’t already know his ability of mind control and persuasion with words, she was soon going to find out.