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mayfield_rpg2012-02-15 11:08 pm
questionauthority) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-02-15 11:08 pm
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Riddle 040: A Little Less Conversation...
[At some point on this seemingly ordinary Thursday afternoon, a conversation between two older men can be heard over Mayfield’s phone lines. No, it isn’t Jack Smith or the Mayor. But who could these men possibly be...?]
-- I do NOT have cobwebs--
Well, from the sound of it, you certainly don’t anymore.
I have no idea where you’re getting such horrible lies from, Nigma, if you haven’t just thought them up yourself, but they’re just that. Lies.
He actually defended you, you know. Do you mean to tell me that all those lovely things he had to say about you were lies?
And you’re just going to automatically believe-- No, of course, of course you’re going to trust the word of a textbook narcissist over mine; it’s like talking at a mirror for you two, isn’t it?
What’s the matter, Jonathan? Can’t handle it when I rustle your feathers? You had no problem rustling his.
... I am hanging up the phone, Edward. I will never be picking it up again.
I’m sure you won’t. Wait. Hang on a second. [A dramatic pause.] ...Oh dear.
... [Why is he letting his curiosity get the better of him?] What?
Well, it appears as though---in my haste to check up on you, of course---I neglected to filter the call. Must have slipped my mind.
[As good an actor as Eddie may be, there’s no hiding that shit-eating grin that’s just crept onto his face.]
... I am going to fill your veins with so much fear toxin you will never have a coherent thought ever again.
-- I do NOT have cobwebs--
Well, from the sound of it, you certainly don’t anymore.
I have no idea where you’re getting such horrible lies from, Nigma, if you haven’t just thought them up yourself, but they’re just that. Lies.
He actually defended you, you know. Do you mean to tell me that all those lovely things he had to say about you were lies?
And you’re just going to automatically believe-- No, of course, of course you’re going to trust the word of a textbook narcissist over mine; it’s like talking at a mirror for you two, isn’t it?
What’s the matter, Jonathan? Can’t handle it when I rustle your feathers? You had no problem rustling his.
... I am hanging up the phone, Edward. I will never be picking it up again.
I’m sure you won’t. Wait. Hang on a second. [A dramatic pause.] ...Oh dear.
... [Why is he letting his curiosity get the better of him?] What?
Well, it appears as though---in my haste to check up on you, of course---I neglected to filter the call. Must have slipped my mind.
[As good an actor as Eddie may be, there’s no hiding that shit-eating grin that’s just crept onto his face.]
... I am going to fill your veins with so much fear toxin you will never have a coherent thought ever again.
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[And you know that really happy go lucky girl who sighs and reads romance novels? Yeah, this is the version that can slap the Joker in the face and live to tell the tale. She is pissed.]
You will be in that room. Otherwise, I'll dress up as a doctor, march into your classroom and drag you there myself. In front of your entire class. And I will be very clear on WHY you are being taken away for therapy.
AM I CLEAR?
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...As crystal.
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Now try to remember for once in your life that other people have emotions too and hang up the damn phone!
[Slams her own phone down.]
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[Oh. She hung up.
Well. That would require him to think of Crane as an actual person.]