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[alchemicalterror]

Hello Dr. Crane! Have you ever (whether by accident or not) used fear toxin on the other rogues?

Hell, That's brilliant! I can just test ROGUES. I already have all their medical records, I know their pre-existing issues, I got my baselines years ago, that's much more reliable than looking for volunteers all the damn time! How come I ain't ever thought of that? I could save so much time advertising if I just refocused my work on -

...On... Hm.

Sorry 'bout that, folks, Doc Jonny ain't feelin' tip top so I gotta keep an eye on 'im or he's likely to just stay awake. To answer ya question - most've us opted to allow a test under lab conditions an' our terms to sate his curiosity so he don't go eyeballin' nobody lookin' for 'free subjects', but fever's gonna fever anybody, hey?

[alchemicalterror]

YAYYYY DR. CRANE IS BACKKKK (๑>◡<๑)!!! I hope you’ve had a nice break and I’m happy to see that your hair has grown back!

I’m the anon who asked about the PsyD thing, and I was wondering if you perhaps had carved some jack-o-lanterns for Halloween! I’m assuming the answer is yes because… you know… you made a haunted house, so I would assume there were pumpkins involved. If yes, what did you carve in them? I would show you mine, but alas, I can’t send you pictures 😔.

Also, as an unfortunately very skittish person (I might as well be a horse), I’m glad to hear somebody finds it “charmingly entertaining” instead of just annoying 😭.

Have a nice day!

Eh, mostly I left that to the boys. Such is youth, they oughta get to wield a big knife and have a go at some gourds - we live in an apartment, so space to put things out front's limited, sadly.

I had a li'l squash I drew something spooky on in sharpie on my desk at work, but didn't crack that one open on accounta I didn't want it to rot in a closed space over the course of the month, but the spirit was there.

Naw, most of what I did for the haunted house was medical horror. You know - doctoring ballistic gel corpses with theatre makeup and fake blood and perfume so the whole place stank of decay and disease. Piss, blood, and vomit. Carefully poised unsanitary-looking old sharp surgery implements poised to begin some grim procedures, creaking and jittering and sometimes humming to life as people passed by..

Recruited ol' Craddock for some tortured screaming and shrieks of pain and belabored pleas for help, to stop him, please somebody stop him.

Shifting walls of cloth and hospital partitions that I both spent my time rearranging, and personally stalking through in archaic surgical gear, humming and chuckling to myself, the one bright spot of immaculate pristine cleanliness and surgical sterility in the entire blood-spattered suite, popping up where people least expected. Asking if they had an appointment.

Really terrible lighting throughout. Spotlights on scenes of grisly pain and agony, getting the ghosts to help things move and twitch and wail, and floor lighting so folks won't trip, but not much else.

It was fun. I had fun.

Sold a few tee shirts, too, people wanted to commemorate making it all the way through.

[alchemicalterror]

I'm not sure if it snows much in Gotham, but I know you're from Georgia, so have you ever had a snowball fight? Or made a fort? I come from Canada, so when we were little, we would make snow forts at recess. For whatever reason, the grade always ended up divided, and there was usually a war between two or three forts and the kids that "belonged" to them. We would also set up a snow/ice block economy, and I was usually the store owner. You traded a few smaller snow balls for a bigger one. I liked it because I liked carving the blocks into fun shapes using the mesh fence (and also because it meant not getting hit with snow balls). Anyway. I guess Canadian children are strange.

So I remember this one time when I was a kid, back in the 1960's or so - '68, I think, but don't quote me on that; you gotta understand I was a teenager at the time - I remember that Georgia had record snowfall.

Folks went mad about it, whole cities shut down. We didn't have a television, and there weren't no way pa was gonna drive in to the pub to watch the news reports in town, so we had to make do with hear-say on the radio in the living room, but I remember clear as day all the warnings folks got. Athens was at a stand-still, even Atlanta - State Capital - all but called in over the inclement weather.

And it was beautiful, I remember. Hadda go out in it, make sure what few animals we had were warm, chickens and whatnot. A real winter wonderland. Ma bundled me up in about every shirt I owned all at once, and at least three pairs of pants, that morning.

Now, Gotham gets snow. It's a lot further north than Georgia, closer to Canada and all, and even if it weren't, Dr. Fries likes things a particular way this time of year, but that record snow fall back in my younger years still sticks with me. Besides, I didn't move here til I was thirty.

It was a whole two inches deep. That's 5.08cm for those of you using a sane measuring system.

No, can't say I've got much experience in snow-related childhood activities.