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Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Alice paced in her cell, not sure of what her next move should be. She had a decent background of psychology knowledge, so she had already decided on a disorder to emulate. Schizophrenia was easy, but it was such an obvious choice. Too obvious for comfort. She figured shed stick to Bipolar I Disorder with Psychotic Features. The symptoms a jury would eat upthe raving, the hallucinationswould be present, but she wouldnt have to act like a loon all the time. No, to be convincing with that disorder, all shed have to do is fly off the handle every once in a while, and then pair that by withdrawing and being unresponsive for a stretch. Damnit! Alice said, louder than she intended, hitting a hand against the wall of her cell. She couldnt believe she had gotten herself in this mess. Her specialty was cybercrime, because behind the scenes was where she thrived. Violence, on the other hand, was an anti-specialtiy. What on earth had possessed her, besides the PCP perversion, to kill someone? She shook her head. It wasnt coming to her yet, not clearly anyway. Her recollection was still frustratingly fuzzy as to why she had decided to venture outside the veil of code and silicon to actively assault someone. And with a hole puncher, she murmured, sitting back down on the bed, although it was really just a worse-for-the-wear mattress propped up by an unsteady excuse for a bedframe. Uncomfortably warm, Alice took the orange top of her prison uniform off, revealing a dark tank top underneath. For some reason they had let her keep her bra on, which made her smile even then, in a dark sort of way. Eventually theyd probably issue her some horribly unflattering, wireless monstrosity, but at the moment she was still sporting the push-up bra she had paired with her hacker uniform. That get-up was a private joke of hers. In public, Alice was shy and would never be caught in a sexualized school girl outfit. But in the privacy of her own electronic crime den, she could dress however she wanted. For a moment, her eyes brightened. At least they didnt catch me at my real she started to say quietly before putting a hand over her mouth. She was already talking to herself. Thats not good , she thought, deciding to distract herself by looking at the patients around her. Alice was a little embarrassed by her entrance and behavior in the morning, and as such had avoided drawing the attention of any of her fellow inmates by moving. Restless, Alice approached the end of her cell, trying to catch a glimpse of her peers-to-be.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

You clean up well, Alice, the Joker said, his eye looking at her through the food slot. You'll have to excuse me, I overheard one of the doctor's shouting your name through the night. And what a night it was! You, looking like poor little Carrie, as the guards dragged you down the hall. Must say, I'm impressed, kid. And I don't impress none too easy. He licked his lips as he continued speaking. Tell you what I'm going to do here, he began. In a few minutes we all get to go outdoors for an hour or so, so we'll save formal introductions then. But I can tell you're going to need a friend here. You look like a deer in headlights. So unless you're one of those comatose broads, consider me a friend, Alice. And with that, he grinned through the slot and then let it close. That afternoon in the field, the Joker quickly approached her and extended a hand to her. He was unsure if she knew him, most didn't until they imagined white and red facepaint upon him. But she had no doubt heard of him - unless she was literally living under a rock. Good. You made it. Wonderful, he said, licking his lips as he looked around. Listen. This place here? It's not so bad. It has...central air, 3 meals, and more entertaining people you can count. But things are changing here. We get more and more violent offenders than pacifists. They are turning Arkham into another Blackgate, Alice. You're not safe here. I can help you out, get you things you can't normally get. Keep some of the scum here off of you....catch my drift? His demeanor changed, his lips curving into a frown slightly. Come now, speak up. I don't buy that story you gave the doc just now. Not one bit. I saw you when they dragged you in. That's who you are now. Not the little proper woman...no. You belong here with us now, Alice. He began laughing softly, his eyes on her as he took a step back. He already took a liking to this one. Rarely did the place actually get woman, and already the Joker noticed some of the other malcontents eyeing her, noticing one small little man across the field in particular eyeing Alice intensely. They wanted her, the first non disfigured woman they had access to in months, perhaps years. She would be torn up in a place like this. Of course, she was dragged in here covered in blood, some of it had to have belonged to someone else. The Joker extended his hand to her and smiled, You can call me Joker.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Alice eyed him carefully as he shook her hand. Being out in the open had made her much more defensive. She had put the orange shirt back on before going outside, doing her best to look as unappealing as possible. She saw the way the other inmates were looking at her. Understandably, it made her nervous. Incredibly nervous. She was surprised that she was being forced to mingle in with the general population, because while half of it appeared to be in a chemical haze of docility or inherently absent of an affect, the rest of the inmates were lively, most of them male, and many of them of an intimidating stature. The man shaking her hand was not of an intimidating stature, but the way he spoke and carried himself made him seem more untouchable than the hulking lunatics. Working as a cybercriminal had impressed one very basic tent of existence upon her again and again nothing is for free. Indeed, she was often paid to enforce that principle. So when the man in front of her said he could help her out, it made her feel slightly uncomfortable. His standing within the asylum was already apparent. He had walked up to her without a moments pause, while the rest of the inmates who could be bothered to check out the fresh meat had congregated in clusters, inching towards her like dogs on a chain testing the limits of their restraints. When the Joker had walked over to her, they all retreated slightly, although some kept an eye on her as though they were waiting for the Joker to walk away and leave her open to attack. Alice shuddered, looking past the scarred man before her at some of the inmates. The only reason Alice was able to kill that man was because she was out of her mind on a PCP derivative that not only gave her an inhuman amount of energy but eliminated her sensation of pain. In here, she would have neither of those advantages. Its nice to meet you, Joker, she said evenly, her eyes widening once the final word left her lips. Joker? The Joker. Alice had to frown to keep the mix of awe and interest from candidly displaying itself on her face. To prevent guilt about her actions from catching up to her, Alice did her best to distance herself from knowledge of the criminal classes. But anyone who lived in Gotham, or who lived in the same state as Gotham, knew enough about the Joker to regard him as a pseudo-celebrity. Albeit a terrifying celebrity. I appreciate you taking the time to introduce yourself, she said finally, voice soft, a bit of fear making its way into her tone. Unable to help it, she once again glanced nervously at the men looking at the two of them. Perhaps it was just her feeling paranoid, but she thought they had all gotten just a little bit closer. You say you can help me out how? She looked back at him, watching his face as she asked, And at what cost?
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Look, I'm a people person. I can get you things. I can get rid of things just as easily, he paused for a second and smiled, chuckling, It's all the same to me. You need drugs, that can be ar-ranged. You need someone killed...also ar-rangable. It's really not an offer, if you think about it. You either take my help or I throw you to the dogs and watch them tear you apart. That would be equally entertaining to me. As for what I get out of all of this...let's just say you'll work for me. I'm sure you'll have many traits we can barter over. He turned his head back to face some of the thugs behind them, taking note. Lawrence, you take one more step and I'll make sure you daughter never gets to blow out those 16 candles on her next birthday. That's all it took for one of the thugs to suddenly lose interest in Alice for the time being and sulk back against the gate. First of all, what's your story, Alice? Why are you here? And who's blood was on you? he asked her. He actually had a good idea, most of the times he could get guards to spill the beans on new arrivals. But he was mostly interested in seeing what she'd say. He was curious to see what he was working with here. How could he use Alice to help further his goals here. It was then that they heard the sounds of whistles and they caught glimpses of guards pouring out into the field, ordering the patients back into their cells immediately. The place was on lockdown. Uh oh, looks like we'll continue our delightful chat from our cells, Alice.... he said chuckling as he walked away from her, raising his arms with a wicked smile as he walked back inside. The place would be under high security for awhile now, for the guards have found a body. Victor Olet was found in the custodial closet, his face had been cut off his skull and floated in the bucket next to his body. His body was covered in lacerations and if not for the pool of blood leaking past the door and into the hallway, one of the nurses would have undoubtably just passed on by and poor Victor wouldn't be found so fresh .
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

When the Joker first started speaking, saying he was a people person, Alice relaxed slightly. He was acting friendly, and even though she knew she should be more on her guard, having someone be nice to her when she was feeling so scared and so vulnerable made her let down her defensive walls, just a bit. However, when he delved into the semantics of offer, she tensed, hands unconsciously clenching, a small frown appearing on her face until she noticed it and evened her expression. She should have, in all likelihood, been more concerned about the non-offer he was referencing, but the way he spoke was imbued with a casual confidence that disarmed her. He didnt seem like such a bad guy. Alice pushed the news stories she had been exposed to, the ones detailing his creative slaughters in an unflinchingly descriptive manner intended to sell more papers and retain more viewers, from her mind. This was a task she was a bit too good at, having practiced it for so long with the other criminals she had helped. When the Joker threatened one of the creeping dogs, Alices reaction was mixed of course it disturbed her that he offhandedly threatened a fellow inmate, somehow made more disconcerting by the wit he laced the threat with, but it also made her feel secure. Provided she was amenable to sharing whatever skills it was he was interested in, he really could keep her safe. As they walked inside, several of the inmates got close enough to her for her to experience their signature offensive aspects, be it the smell of rotten breath or the stench of a uniform that had skipped a washing again. After reentering her cell, Alice sat on the mattress, waiting for the bustle of the location change to dissipate entirely. She now allowed herself an unreserved grimace. She was in trouble. This place, it could be big trouble. Biting her lip, she prepared what she was going to say to the Joker. So, my story, she peered out to his cell, checking to see if he was watching. When she was confident he was listening, she went on, Im here for killing someone. Specifically, her voice became more casual as she admitted, for beating a man to death with a hole punch. Thats whose blood I was wearingthat son of a bitchs sludge ridden blood. Alices eyes widened at her own bitterness. Shaking her head, she went on, Thats the most of my story Im comfortable announcing through this flap. They caught me for that but, she couldnt suppress a wicked laugh, the sentence I might get for that is childs play compared to the sentence I should have. She paused a few moments, listening for any guards approaching. Im not a violent person. Thats not my forte. But I do have a skill or two that might be of particular interest to you. She shrugged, adding in a voice of mock-innocence, Its had a loyal fan base thus far.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

A hole punch? he said, taken aback a little. Sounds like a lot of work. And can the act, lady...you have violence in you. I can sense it. You can blame it on the drugs, but something inside of you drew you to end a man's life with a harmless office tool, he spoke very softly, grinning all the while as he whispered back to her. And maybe he deserved it? Maybe the right thing to do was to end his life in such a mannor that it would send a message out to everyone that THIS is what happens when you try to fuck with me, his voice deeper and slower now. So what can you offer me? And please don't say cigarettes. Everyone thinks I want cigarettes. No. It's a bad habit. And we can't let bad habits ruin this happy little place, can we? As he spoke, he took a seat at his bed. The bed was made of hollow steel tubes. And as he waited for her response, he pulled out a blood makeshift knife he had made from one of the steel poles of his bed and screwed it back onto the bed, hiding it. In fact, had you not known of its existence, you'd never think of unscrewing the bed to look for a weapon. Truth be told, the security here at Arkham was fairly lax. Ever since Crane was caught, the Asylum's been in crisis mode, trying to cover up as much as they could from Crane's experiments. However, each patient was allowed to mingle with one another and, except for cell time, they could roam the public areas with ease. Of course, if the administration had any idea of what was happening inside Arkham now, they'd certainly begin talks of 'solitary' to begin separating out the agressive patients from the truly dangerous ones.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Alice cocked her head as he called her assertion that she wasnt violent an act. Is it? she asked herself. Shed never attacked anyone before, and she didnt enjoy her first experience with lethal violencenot planning it and not thinking about it in retrospect she had very little memory of doing it, so she couldnt say how she felt about it at the time. She considered correcting the Joker, trying to impress upon him that she really wasnt violent, but she wondered if it was to her advantage for people to think she might turn on them and beat them to death with whatever was handy. Cigarettes? Alice laughed, genuinely amused. I dont smoke. And that is not what I would call a skill. No, she lowered her voice, I was talking about being able to do something no one else can. Alice listened carefully. She would want to hang herself if any of the guards heard what she was saying and connected it to the unsolved computer crimes from the an unidentified hacking menace. Plus, she didnt want any of them keeping a close eye on her. One upside to her appearance was the powerful advantage of underestimation. She went on, voice soft, I could disarm the security in this building without questionit would just be a matter of how long. Im quick at that type of cracking, much faster than your average techie miscreant. Im she sighed, hoping no one else was listening, a polymath of electronic mischief. Alice considered how detailed she wanted to be, unsure of whether or not hed even be interested in the specifics. Disarming security may not be a unique feat, but something you could , she unconsciously emphasized the word could, reluctant to use the more affirmative can and lock herself into an agreement she didnt want, get from me that you cant get from other hackers is the scripts I use. I write my own programs. You cant prepare for an invasion from an entity that doesnt exist yet. I specialize in twisting security, confusing it and invading it without detection. Alice stepped back, shaking her head at herself. That was probably giving him too much information. Before she started working anonymously and selecting her own clients, shed had more than one gun pulled on her to ensure that her employer got to take full advantage of her skills. She didnt like that kind of pressure. It wasnt that she wasnt up for the challengeshe thrived on challenges, and they made her a better hacker. No, what bothered her was the coercion. Ever since she went underground, shed become especially averse to even the suggestion of coercion. Feeling too warm again, Alice took off her shirt and sat down, wondering what the Joker was thinking.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Fascinating, he though to himself as he looked at her through the food slot. He could have a lot of fun if every cell were opened at once. There were certain inmates would could easily be relied upon to act as the Joker intended with minimal suggestion. Of course, now was not the best of times. With the building on lockdown, his fun was limited. But he had some ideas swirling in his head as he watched her remove her top. I'll keep that in mind. I could have a use for that. Not now, mind you...but the skills you posses are quite valuable. I do have...something in store for this place. A celebration is approaching, if you will and you are now a part of it whether you know it or not. Now who was the guy you broke? Ex boyfriend? Father? Oh, please tell me it was a priest! he laughed at that before composing himself and continuing. As I recall, you haven't done your medical examination yet. That will probably be after dinner, being that they just put you on observation for the first night and then do a full medical examination. On your way there, one of the guards will hand you a small box. Hide that box and when you are alone with the doctor, open the box near him or her....and then step away.
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Killing to protect the ones you care about isnt immoral, its a duty to those you love, the clown said, his face stoic and his eyes looking at her, as if he were peering into her soul, When I was younger, I remember killing a man who tried to scam my mother out of some money. He made up some lovely story that she had accidentally ran over his dog and he demanded compensation. Well..I took a look under the car and didnt notice a thing. Not one speck of blood. So I went over to have a chat with the man. It was then that I saw, through his window, the dog he claimed my mother killed, he paused and smiled gleefully, as if he were about to unveil the twist in some grand mystery, Well I went inside and found the man, watching television and sitting in his underwear. The dog started barking incessantly, and no doubt was a disturbance to the neighbors. So I did the neighborly thing and stomped the small beasts head in until it would finally respect the neighborhood silence. The man was horrified. He lunged to his phone and started dialing. He got the 9 in, but I had his fingers broken before the first 1, he laughed under his breath. While he twisted and writhed upon the floor, I went into his kitchen and found a butchers knife. I went back to the man, he was in tears by now. And after kicking him on his back, I leaned over him, my feet on either side of his big, fat, stomach. And with one mighty blow, I left the knife in his chest. He was still struggling when I left. He smiled, his mouth full of dirty, yellowing teeth, his lips deformed and scarred over. It was a story he was quite fond of telling. For no other reason, it sent a message. A message that most people understood.those that were still with us, that is. Inside that box is a small gift to the doctor. He wanted something and I delivered. I cant speak directly of it. In fact, the less you know, the better. Plausible deniability and all. But needless to say its something he couldnt get outside. Its only something that could be procured inside these walls. Now be a good girl and deliver the package. The food slot closed once more. Unknowingly to Alice, the package contained the second part of a binary compound to make an effective nerve gas. Something he had worked on with Professor Crane. The Joker had never really been a fan of chemistry. He considered it unnecessary for his line of work. But when he read the stories of Dr. Cranes chemicals and their effect on people, it piqued his interest. He found it easy to kill people, hes been doing it most of his life. But perverting people, altering them, making them changethat was more to his liking. Nothing brought a smile to this mans face like watching a well-to-do deteriorate into an uncivilized beast, dropping their morals and doing whatever is necessary to survive. The land was, and will never be, for the meek so long as he roamed these lands. That version of purple easier to read?
Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

Dr. Spelding made his way down the aisles of Arkham, the overhead lights flickering as he passed cell after cell. He was called in from Gotham Medical to evaluate a patient who was brought in late last night, too late to perform a medical examination. Passing checkpoint after checkpoint, Dr. Spelding paused a moment when he passed the Jokers cell. He remembered that man, the man who nearly killed him in an explosion that rocked his former hospital. The sight of him, even without his facepaint, made his skin crawl. As he checked his clipboard to make sure he had the right patient. This one, Drawls, he said, pointing at Alices door. Bill Drawls, another guard opened up the door, revaling Alice to the doctor. Smiling, Spelding extended a hand to her, helping her to her feet. Alice? My name is Doctor Alan Spelding. Im going to be executing your medical examination. Is that alright? He had no idea what kind of mental state she was in. Often he was used to having patients berate, or even accost him, during their evaluations. One time, he performed an evaluation of a man who threatened to eat his bones, another time he had a female patient sexually accost him, and then there was the Jokers examinationthat one left him oddly feeling violated and exposed. Once she was on her feet, he started to make his way to the examination room. It was then that Drawls turned to Alice. His eyes looked at her intensely, perhaps to make sure she wouldnt try to use this moment to escape. His hand ducked slowly into his pocket as he reached inside to reveal a small white jewelry box, the kind one would buy to package a ring in. Setting it on the floor in front of her, he focused on her and took a step back. Best not to keep the good doctor waiting, Drawls said, his voice timid. It was then that Drawls looked behind him at the Jokers cell. The food slot was open and the patients eyes, encircled with dark, tired skin, was watching him deliver the package. The slot slowly closed and the Joker sat up, smiling wickedly to himself, looking at his own reflection in the doors view window.