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History is doomed to repeat itself. We’ve all heard this, but never listen. However, in this case, how would one be able to prevent it? A psychologist driven mad because of love; because of too much empathy.

The Wayne Foundation had supplied Arkham with up-and-coming psychologists; people who were thought to be able to help, be able to empathize with their patients. Man, did that backfire.

With my experience and knowledge of anxieties and depression, as well as my not being native to Gotham, I became the perfect candidate to take care of certain members of the “rogues gallery.”

It took months to realize just how poorly this would turn out. Another escape, another threat, another defeat…

Another unintentional dosage of poison.

The Scarecrow was brought back to the asylum screaming something about attacking crows; it was obvious he had be hit by his own toxins during his run with the Batman.

It must have been a strong one, because this kept up for days, maybe weeks. I asked about a possible antidote, but the only reply I received was that there was nothing they could do; we had to wait for it to run its course.

I spent the entire time wondering how  this could be allowed. Was this really justice? I only truly realized the truth when I entered the medical wing to get a medication for another of my patients.

I’m tired of being lied to. I’m tired of not knowing the truth. I’m tired of this “justice.”

I’ve lost track of how long the toxin’s been affecting him, but it’s clear that’s it’s nearing its end.

For the sake of my patient, something must be done; and now is the time to act.

History is doomed to repeat itself; and this time, I am the fool.
It was fine when it was just the two of us, right? Alike as we were, we could still cover each other's weaknesses.

Bird were no problem, with me being the noise maker and you being the natural scarecrow.

You easily dealt with everything that hid in the dark, supernatural or otherwise.

I, of course, dealt with any fighters that came our way; neither of us were very strong, but you had a weakness I didn't.

Even insects, terrifying as they were, remained no match for us. Well, me; you couldn't handle such things. I managed some moves that blew them all away. They weren't much, but they worked.

Even the arid wasteland we called home was nothing against us. Those sandstorms that always appeared never hurt as long as you were near. And absorbing water was easy for me, so we didn't have to worry about dehydration.

Save for the occasional traveler, for the most part we were able to survive peacefully. For the most part...

Despite the harshness of the desert, there were a few others who had managed to adapt to the constant sandstorms, unstable terrain, and, of course, the blistering heat.

I wonder how much of that you remember; it is in your nature to be restful during those scorching days. I always kept watch, ensuring that it was only the sun's heat that reached us...

I had to be vigilant; if I allowed those with a more... fiery nature... to come near us, we could've been killed in seconds.

That always terrified me. The thought of encountering one with an internal fire so bright that its energy seemed limitless was horrifying. We had no counter for that; all we could do was hope that we could do enough damage for them to tire and grow immobile.

You never worried, though. They slept while we were active; or, more accurately, while you were active. One can only stay awake for so long. But you stayed by me the entire time. I suppose that's the advantage of me being the smaller of us two: I don't have to stay behind as you wandered.  Plus, you had the strength to be able to do it. How often I've woken only to find us in a different area of the desert.

Though the thing I probably feared most was my own loneliness; call it part of my nature. I guess that's why I couldn't run when I failed to warn you in time; I wasn't going to leave you to face something with a punch able to destroy a truck.

We fought fairly well, managing to get  our assailant to a state of immobility; but not before they let out one final attack. A white-hot flame engulfed us, but we managed to endure it, just barely.

It was naive of us to think that we had won. Yes, our assailant was immobile, but we failed to take into account the psychic abilities they gained. However, you were immune to such things, which left them with only one option...

It scares me, knowing that there's nothing we can do as they toss me around like a ragdoll.

It scares me, knowing that it's only a matter of time before it's all over...

I want to say that you're better off leaving me here; give yourself a chance to escape.....


I... I know it's selfish, but..........


Please don't...... don't leave me alone until after it's over..........

I..... I don't want to be alone..........

. . . . .

. . . I'm scared. . . . .
Just Us
The third of three tumblr stories.


Names can tell a lot about a person. After all, what did you expect from a someone named "Edward Nygma" or "Harleen Quinzel"?

Or one who's initials spell "JAB"?

Of course, not everything is quite so straight forward; fate loves irony just as much as it loves meaning. Can you imagine one with a name meaning "gift from God" to be so despised and pushed into madness?

Of course, I suppose it's all about perspective. Whether or not others agree, I can name a few who will agree that his name is fitting; myself included.



I've always hated my name. It's always mispronounced. No one ever bothers to get it correct. I just stick with a nickname; one that was given to be since my birth. A single, simple, six-letter unisex name with the same meaning.



I've never been a leader; I'm happy working under others. I may have the qualifications to head my own experiments, but I don't have the confidence. I don't want to lead. This is his project; I'm simply here to assist. That was the plan from the start...



I'm fine being second best; I've always been. Always just behind the leader. I'm fine with that. I'm...



No! I'm not-



Stop it!









That's... That's not me......

I'm loyal..... I'm a good apprentice.....

I... I don't want to replace anyone.....

I don't.....

I don't want.......

. . .

I'm sorry . . . . .
I thought I was prepared for this. Damn, what a fool I was, wandering into the desert alone. I thought I had enough to get through this: excess food, plenty to drink, even a tent canvas for shelter from the heat. I was prepared for anything the elements could throw at me.
Unfortunately, it only took one reminder of how cruel people can be to completely ruin everything.

I started this journey alone; I always thought I was better off that way. But it wasn't going to stay that way. I had a friend across the desert; he would've given me a companion, had I made it to him. I guess that will never happen now...

I should've listened. I should've brought a weapon or something. Maybe then I'd still have my supplies, and a chance at survival. A lone wanderer in the desert is an easy target, even if I didn't have anything really of value. Maybe that's why they left me like this; something of value needs to taken, and survival means so much to most...

It used to mean nothing to me. Survival, I mean. Life was too painful; I wouldn't have cared if anything happened to me...

I was just starting to recover, too. This journey was a chance to recollect myself; to get my life together again. I was finally starting to have hope for the future. Damn, what a fool I was...

How long have I been wandering, I wonder? A day? Two? I've already lost track. I blame the heat. And the hunger. And dehydration...

I see them on the horizon. The dark figures; not the ones that attacked me, mind you, but others. They're watching me; I know it. Most would call me crazy at this point; that it's a hallucination from the heat. But that's not true. If only it was...

I've heard stories about them; how they follow lost travelers, until the poor souls can't move anymore. They get closer to the victims, and then...
I never really found out. Any story I've found ended right there. Maybe it's best if we don't know...

Nightfall is coming. I see them getting closer. I can't say that I'm scared, though. Maybe it's because, at this point, I'm just resigned. I can't make it out of here, at least without some kind of aid. I'm better off remaining here, and letting them reach me. There is a chance, however improbable, that they will help.

Kind of funny how, despite the easy prey, the birds won't land or attack. I suppose I'm grateful for that; at least I won't have to die by any pecks from their beaks or slashes from their talons. It doesn't make sense to me, though; these flying assailants would have the advantage against anything around here. Especially those still following...

As the moon finally rises and the stars come out, I realize something:
I really am a terrible liar. I try to keep things hidden, but they always appear. So obvious; so clear. The four-foot tall figures get closer, and, I can't deny it anymore but, I'm scared. Completely terrified...

I... I don't want to die..... Not here....... Not like this.......... Not....................


Why is it that only one of them approaches me? Why doesn't it do something??? Why is it just staring?!? It probably pities me; thinks I'm pathetic for ending up in such a sorry state.....

I was right. He (at least, I assume it's a he, if what I've read about their abdominal patterns is correct) has a certain look in his eyes that reflects my sorry state. I'm sure all he sees right now is just a pathetic child, foolish enough to wander this desert without proper preparations.

I must be really close to death by now; I'm sure I'm hallucinating. I swear I feel like I recognize this figure in front of me. Probably just my mind projecting my fears of loneliness, allowing me to at least try to find some comfort before the end...

Dammit, why is it that of all of those in this gods-forsaken desert, the one who approaches first acts as if he is of a kind nature!?! It feels like a cruel joke; some sort of impish prank on his part. Just... Just get it over with already!



Just do what you came here to do.....

There's no reason to stall any longer......





Don't leave me alone..........
I wrote some stories a while back and wanted to post them here. I already posted them to my tumblr so...
It's been forever since I last did one of these, so I stole one from :iconjeh-leh-loh:

[X] You have a dark sense of humor.
[X] People often tell you you're 'crazy', 'weird', 'a freak' and other words to that effect.
[ ] You like wearing bright colors even if they clash.
[ ] You don't tend to make a lot of sense.
[ ] You are self-obsessed.
[ ] You will do anything for a laugh.
[/] You can't laugh at yourself very easily.
[ ] You're smiling a lot of the time.
[X] You are intelligent.
[ ] You like to be the center of attention.
[ ] You enjoy the work of the Marx Brothers.
Total: 3.5

[ ] You are a Gemini.
[X] You seem to have two sides to you that different people see.
[ ] You have taken revenge on a bully. (I wish...)
[ ] You have/had a burn or scar or something similar visible for over two months.
[ ] You believe in chance and fate.
[ ] You tend to be paranoid.
[ ] You consider yourself unattractive.
[ ] You feel no one can truly like/love you for who you are.
[ ] You have trouble making decisions by yourself.
[ ] Blackmail is a completely acceptable method to use in getting what you want.
Total: 1

[/] You love birds.
[ ] You consider yourself a complete gentleman/lady.
[/] You have/had an overprotective mother.
[ ] You always keep an umbrella in your bag just in case.
[ ] You are always dressed smartly.
[X] You were/are bullied in your youth.
[ ] You consider yourself obese.
[ ] You have a lot of connections.
[ ] You want to work with animals in some way.
[ ] You want to run your own nightclub.
Total: 2

[/] You like to scare people.
[X] You have a reclusive nature.
[/] Your life is ruled by research/work.
[ ] You are scared of birds.
[X] You are tall and skinny.
[X] You take/have taken psychology at school/university/college.
[ ] You feel your parents were loveless towards you.  
[ ] You were born out of wedlock.
[ ] You used to pick on animals as a child by hurting them or scaring them.
[X] You have/had religious fanatics in your family.
Total: 6

[X] You love puzzles and riddles.
[ ] You have red/ginger hair.
[ ] You have OCD.
[ ] You are quirky.
[ ] You consider yourself a 'smooth talker'. (I wish I was...)
[/] You are an intellectual.
[/] You get high marks on your texts/exams.
[ ] Most of your body is covered in tattoos.
[X] You seldom win in physical fights.
[X] You complete computer games with ease.
Total: 4

Mr Freeze
[ ] You prefer cold weather.
[ ] You want to be cryogenically frozen.
[ ] You have lost a loved one to a terminal illness.
[ ] You go/have gone to boarding school.
[X] You are a loner.
[ ] You go all out to hurt someone who hurt you. (I wish)
[X] You would do anything for the one you love.
[ ] Winter is your favorite season.
[ ] You have poor blood circulation.
Total: 2

Ra's Al Ghul
[ ] You are manipulative.
[X] You would love to get rid of everything and start the world again from scratch.
[ ] You want perfect environmental balance.
[ ] Science is/was your favorite subject.
[ ] You consider yourself a spiritual person.
[ ] You consider your age to not be an issue.
[ ] You want a son.
[/] You keep yourself fit.
[ ] You want to live forever.
[X] You see the world as decadent and corrupt.
Total: 2.5

[ ] You consider yourself as physically strong. (Yeah, no.)
[ ] You go the gym a lot.
[ ] You have an addictive personality.
[ ] You have been to prison.
[/] When you were younger, you had a teddy-bear that you took everywhere.
[X] You had a classical education.
[ ] You have/had nightmares involving bats.
[/] You are violent.
[ ] You do not explain your actions.
[ ] You have a Mexican heritage.
Total: 2

[X] You like B-Movies.
[ ] You want to be an actor/actress.
[/] You are a good liar.
[ ] You make sculptures.
[ ] You enjoy the work of Boris Karloff.
[ ] You have had plastic surgery.
[ ] You have been in a car accident.
[ ] You hate remakes.
[ ] You can't swim.
[X] You reference films all the time.
Total: 2.5

Killer Croc
[ ] You were born with a medical condition that affects your body on the outside.
[ ] You were/are raised by a member of your family that wasn't/isn't your parents.
[/] You enjoy your own company.
[/] You have quick reflexes.
[ ] You enjoy wrestling.
[ ] You are a good swimmer.
[ ] You can run very fast.
[ ] You grew up without your mother.
[/] You enjoy circus sideshows.
[ ] You are muscular.
Total: 1.5

Black Mask
[/] You come from a well-off/wealthy family.
[ ] You had an accident/serious injury as a child.
[/] You hate hypocrisy above all things.
[ ] Someone has broken up with you in public.
[ ] You are accident-prone.
[ ] You consider yourself as unlucky.
[/] You are determined.
[ ] You enjoy films like Turistas, Wolf Creek, SAW and Hostel.
[/] You like to intimidate people.
[/] You want to be the top dog.
Total: 2.5

[/] You are meek and mild.
[ ] You want to be a ventriloquist/have a dummy.
[ ] Your favorite film is Scarface.
[/] You like gangster-related media and/or clothing.
[ ] If you could live in any time, it would have the 1920's (I like the aesthetic, but not the time period)
[ ] You tend to verbally abuse people.
[ ] You have a speech impediment.
[/] You let other people take the blame rather than yourself.
[ ] You call your nearest and dearest 'Sugar'
[ ] You have an Italian heritage.
Total: 1.5

Mad Hatter
[X] You are shy.
[X] You have/had feelings for someone who didn't feel the same.
[/] Alice In Wonderland is your favorite book/Disney film.
[ ] You love tea.
[/] You have a lot of hats.
[/] You have been called delusional.
[/] You are immature.
[ ] You identify more with children than adults.
[ ] You sometimes have trouble separating reality from dreams or your imagination.
[ ] You like to rhyme.
Total: 3.5

[ ] You love bats.
[ ] You are deaf or have hearing problems.
[ ] You want to be a scientist.
[ ] You tend to think illogically.
[X] You feel comfortable in the dark.
[ ] You are instinctive.
[ ] You love fruit.
[ ] You wish you could fly.
[/] You have a strong family life.
[ ] You are married.
Total: 1.5

Surprise, surprise; I turned out to be most like the Batman Villain I like the most because I find myself alot like him.


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