#kxngofgotham

[akillerconundrum]

Ed, waking up in a cold sweat as he somehow senses double Oswald trouble. “Oh dear.”

@kxngofgotham @eloquentyrant

[jamesgordonofgotham]

Jim, upon learning that Nygma is arming Penguin

[adrenalinesaint]

“You cannot rush perfection.”

Having a new lab has been beyond pleasant -- wanting for nothing at the expense of the Penguin. Of course, creating a drug that would incite a murderous madness in the Penguin’s criminal competition (thereby eliminating the competition) is no simple matter. It will take a generous tweaking to the original toxin formula.

“I’ll be needing another four gallons of epinephrine. And new test subjects.”

@kxngofgotham

[shedontgetnormal-aa]

uwu’s >:3c

[ianhowellgcpd]

“Y’know, Oswald, you say the sweetest things sometimes.”

[penguinpositivity]

@kxngofgotham

[keep-ycu-scfe]

(( @kxngofgotham continued from X ))

Wow. Much more of a dick then he had previously imagined. 

Though Robyn was initially struck with an overwhelming sense of fear at the sudden (Yet seemingly fated) meeting with Oswald, he couldn’t help such thoughts. He fell silent for a moment, gazing up at the other and taking in the sight of eerily familiar features. It was almost as though he was looking into a mirror at his past once more. He had looked exactly like Oswald did at once. 

There wasn’t much to be done in this situation. Yet Robyn remained where he currently was on the ground, peering up at Oswald with a fearful green gaze. “Mr. Cobblepot please-!” He pleaded quietly, “Is there anyway I can repay you for this misunderstanding?” He asked just as quietly, as if fearful to speak up more to the kingpin. 

[lawlessfowling-blog]

Still, Ignatius had this inkling that he need establish that he didn’t expect this to become the new norm; At least just for his own sake. His voice was soft and his words a little slurred, but it wouldn’t be completely incomprehensible for most people who dared to listen in. “ I’m going back to my usual job tomorrow, thought… Right? ”

Head lifted, tipping slightly at the quiet question until a laugh escaped the older in answer. “Of course, Ignatius. My generosity has its limits.” Did it? How likely would he be to allow a repetition of this? Surely by tomorrow, Ignatius would be feeling better. Right? 

What did Oswald know – He wasn’t a doctor. 

I decided to try my hand at this scene from one of my threads with @kxngofgotham and I’m actually pleased with it enough to share it, for once. If you wanna see the rest of the thread and indulge in some penguin family goodness, you can check it out here.