This city will show her true face...
...to all those with masks of their own
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This city will show her true face...
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Indie RP blog for OC Batman villain Adalinda "Medea" Crane

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Medea is getting completely remade, and this blog is going to become exclusively for her. To discuss carrying over existing history and interactions with Medea to the new iteration, DM me and we'll go into detail on it. All old threads and statements will be tagged "archive", and are to be treated as non-canon.
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Isadora smiles almost-genuinely as she pushes the bottle over towards Edward. "A sharp wit does rather attract people, doesn't it? For better or for worse."
She has an inexplicable urge to boop him.
She does it.
Eddie takes the bottle & indulges in a big sip like it's a goddamn soda. He doesn't seem to mind the boop. No, no. The Riddler is fine with being touched, as long as it's positive. He laughs.
ā Regardless of what people say about muscles, I think in the end, a sharp wit is the most attractive feature anyone can have. ā
Isadora fidgets with the rose-shaped pendant on her necklace, content to simply observe her companion for a moment.
Him drinking directly from the bottle of wine breaks that silence. "Long day, or celebrating something? Ah, who am I kidding, you're always doing something worth celebrating, Eddie." She chuckles slightly at her own half-joking comment.
Edward responds well to flattery, she's found, and showering people in praise is something she's been doing her whole life.
"I know all the fun gossip, Nigma. And some of the less fun things. Besides, I'm only teasing you, darling. I respect your craft. Anything else about you is your own."
It's reckless to taunt a man like him. Isadora stopped caring roughly three glasses of wine ago.
He smirks, a low laugh leaves him. It's quite easy to get the Riddler to forget any insult; just shower him in praise. ā Many others respect my craft, too. I'm often told how irresistible a brilliant mind is. ā
Isadora smiles almost-genuinely as she pushes the bottle over towards Edward. "A sharp wit does rather attract people, doesn't it? For better or for worse."
She has an inexplicable urge to boop him.
She does it.
@gotham-menace replied to this post with . . . "And yet less people want you. Truly impressive." -Isadora
ā & where do you get that idea ? I'll have you know that many people want me. In fact, people would beg to have me ! ā
"I know all the fun gossip, Nigma. And some of the less fun things. Besides, I'm only teasing you, darling. I respect your craft. Anything else about you is your own."
It's reckless to taunt a man like him. Isadora stopped caring roughly three glasses of wine ago.

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"Please tell me this isn't some Batburger bullshit."
Harvey is stealing a french fry out of Medea's fast food bag.
"If I get the fuckin' receipt and find out you paid for the 'Jokerized' seasoning, I'm gonna be irate."
"Eugh. No. That... abominable substance... makes me want to claw my tongue out of my face. I got normal food." She takes a bite of her burger. "And I burned the receipt. People can use those to track your movements, your routines."
Holiday sighs, exhausted, as she peels herself out of muddy boots and a bloodstained coat. Muscle memory takes over the process of taking apart and stashing her pistol. The weeping mask of tragedy is returned to her rightful place on a display stand, and Holiday fades away into the darkness as Gilda Dent comes to stand, rain-soaked and tired, in the peaceful quiet of her own home.
"Beloveds? Are you here? I've missed you terribly."
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Gilda grabs a blank sticky note, scribbles down "whoever took that goddamn picture", and sticks it alongside the other, equally incomprehensible notes plastered all over her sketchbook.
Her beloved husband would do the same for her, after all.
Those who know Gilda is married to Two-Face often think she's being forced to stay. Never does she feel more like Penelope unraveling the shroud.
Nobody would accept that she's happy where she is, so she conjures elaborate lies.
She'll leave soon, but she needs to gather her things. Needs to make sure it's safe. Needs to figure out where to go.
Every night, she writes down the story she's built, then goes to bed with her beloved husband.

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hello everybody. Harvey and Gilda Dent are Odysseus and Penelope
š¼ (For Medea???)
(you get a happy-ish memory. To make everything worse)
She's sitting on the floor, drawing with crayons. Her father watches, only half-interested. Mostly just monitoring her so she doesn't mess with the stove or any scientific equipment.
She holds up the paper with a joyful, gap-toothed grin. "Lookit!"
He leans in to get a better look, smiling. "Ah, a delightful specimen of Rattus norvegicus. Slightly rotund, as if preparing for winter. A lovely illustration, Adallinda."
Send my muse unhinged anons
(from Nadya @gotham-menace) It's not unusual for strange people to come to the Blackwood estate at odd hours of night, and it's hardly a rare occurrence for them to be covered in blood. What is unusual is just how feral this one seems. Nadya hurries the disheveled stranger into a small room hidden away behind a secret door, gesturing for her to sit on the (wrapped in plastic, because Nadya isn't an idiot) couch. There's a first aid kit sitting on the table, as well as a sealed pack of sterile needles and thread.
"I'm not going to ask questions. Don't tell me anything, alright? The less I know, the better, for both of us. Patch yourself up, or I can help if there's anything you're not able to reach. The door to the left is a bathroom, wash off if you need to. I'll find you clean nightclothes, and have what you're wearing now clean by morning."
confused.
artemis is ushered into the secret room and she is--- confused. she'd been expecting the rest of her payment. not somewhere to clean off.
not that she's mad about it, of course. she drops onto that plastic wrapped couch just moments after walking into the room. taking a second to catch her breath as she eyes the other woman suspiciously. "you, uh--- y'don't got any beer in here, do you?"
A bottle comes flying towards Artemis' head moments after she inquires with regards to beer. As soon as she realizes what she's done, Nadya gasps. "Oh goodness, I am so sorry, I don't know what that was about. Acting on reflex, I suppose."
She clearly isn't too worried, though, and she quickly returns to her task. Within a few moments, she's able to locate a simple green cotton nightgown, sparsely decorated with small bits of floral embroidery; and swiftly returns to set it down on the table.
"This should work for the night, I would hope?" A pause as she looks Artemis over. "You don't seem to be doing especially well. Is there anything I can do to help?"

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Medea is staring at a Riddler trophy, carefully inspecting it. "Hmm... there's a hidden compartment in here. Bet you could keep money in there. Or candy."
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