|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:51 pm
Simple really, the Mad Hatters cell =) happy home, and personal Wonderland.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 8:09 pm
While the shark person kept too his business, Hatter would be going on about his own. While they weren't looking he was working on finalizing the touches of his makeshift Mind Control device, and when they were he was sipping down Tea idly, although they ensured in keeping it in a paper coffee cup for fear he'd use the ceramic or porcelain too stab another of the white coats multiple times in the chest and face again. "--Jervis I really think if you keep on the good side of things you can make a full recovery, you are quite sane." the feel good Doctor recomennded. Pausing a moment the haunted looking Mad Hatter looked from Dr. Hippie Smithfield to the Raven that was visible only too he, and then back to the masked man that shared his table, whom he offered tea too, before looking over at the shrink, and then back down at his own pocket. ”—Neat I got one too, but mine wears little clothes.” he added pleasantly, always challenging his sanity as he calmly removed a fuzzy white dormouse dressed this time in a conductors hat and little vestment, always it seemed to change like clockwork "--Excuse me?" ”—Nothing..." Hatter added looking slightly defensive. "--My Dormousey, where would my elegant Tea Parties be without him…her? I’ve never quite figured it out, too small of genatalia I imagine…though I’ve never been desperate to look. Would you happen to have one too, a Dormouse I mean?” crouching slightly Jervis moved slightly towards the shrinks pocket about to poke it as if half expecting a mouse also dressed in little clothing, maybe sporting a tutu and an umbrella, the feel good shrink would only give him a curious look. ”—Maybe if they got together we could decide the gender based on which one of them…you know?” he added while making two fingers together and one, his pointer go inside the opposing digits. This being rather vulgar, especially coming from the dilusioned Mr Hatter.
In a way he was very much like a child, the way he went about things…as for his mind, there was a sense of perverseness that twisted him up inside, with its usual sense of hightened Intelligence. Clearly he didn’t seem to mind at all if it offended the Masked man orthe shrink or not. ”—My face feels happy sometimes, but only when Batman is not around…fancy a spot of tea? I might just have another tea cup round here somewhere, Masky is using the second one.” he added while tucking the mouse back securely into his pocket, and fumbling about his person for the evidence of a third cup. "--No, I am fine Jervis...but do reflect on the things I have said, because I do think no matter what others have said that given with time you can become a stable member of the Gotham society." Hatter wouldn't even give him a look, just fuss over his Paper Tea cup. When the shrink would finally leave, Tetch would shake out of it and glower... "--About time, I never thought that Coombayah singing do gooder would ever depart, Mouse fetch the gears from the time peice." instantly the mouse...which ultimately more a large white Rat would scamper, smartly down the table and towards the scrap pile which was overlooked as relatively one could not craft anything from such peices...well except Hatter, and while Mousey went too fetch, Hatter set about his unfinished creation.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 3:11 pm
Arkham stood out of his cell watching him he said "Hatter, you should be hung instead of helped". He vanished and appeared in Hatters cell seating on the bed. "You have a pet vermin"? "Well it does fit".He said coldly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:44 pm
Hatter would hear Arkham and frown slightly before calming himself while working some, never taking his eyes of his prize. ”—Are you just bitter because you are already dead?” he said calmly while retrieving the gears and using the screwdriver too drive the widget into its fastings. ”—His name is Dormouse…well Rat really…Dor-Rat you see although mice are more befitting of my tea drinking stature, they can’t carry quite as much as a Rat can, besides they larger rodents are much more rescourceful then a simple mouse. Did you want something?” too some it might appear that Hatter was having an in depth conversation with himself, although that wasn’t beyond the oridinary.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 3:30 pm
"Bitter"? "Perhaps, a little bit". He said. Watching him and said" I can warn the guards, right now as we speak, so listen to me".He growled " Take control of the island, it has to be done". " These people have no chance in succeeding in what I've began". He said
Watching him the whole time.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 4:51 pm
At his words of alerting the guards, Hatter grinned from ear too ear, obviously enthralled with this idea, strange considering all the other important things he had mentioned. ”—Guards can hear you!? I thought you were inside my head, like that guy over there.” Jervis pointed too a hooded man that sat across from him in his cell, but could only been seen too his own eyes. Fiddling about with his item of worth, he casually squared up in his chair and fished a look over at Sal, those azure blue eyes darkening some while he scratched his dark haired head. ”—If its in the agenda then yes. But we may have our own plans, I have too find my Alice…and not just any Alice, but THE Alice.” as if it were any different, there might be problems.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 9:06 pm
Arkham smiled and said " Possession is a great way, to get what you want". He laughed and said " Not even a insane Alice would be with you".
(Sal isn't insane. He wouldn't be there.)
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 11:40 pm
Hatter would stick his nose up in the air, slightly offended by Sal's comment, turning back over his work once he regained his pride he added rather simply, "--Then you must not know MY Alice very well, she digs my crazy mind ya hear!? And what are you even doing in my head or my cell Maroni!?" Jervis shout at the bed, the guard that passed by giving him an odd look and hurrying off in the opposite direction of Hatters cell. Tetch was always off in the deep end, but lately it had seemed he had gone further down the rabbit hole then he had ever planned on going, although clearly by his work...he still had his wits about him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
