torturous: (child: (pb) teehee)
[Who is this smartly dressed young lad sitting on a porch? Without a skull for a head or his adult voice, Roman is just any other neighborhood Dennis the Menace type kid (with a Mr. Wilson living on either side), and he has no qualms at all about acting the part. He smiles brightly for the camera.]

Detective Diddler's my dad and some skinny bastard is his husband, I think. Maybe his wife. Who knows, not important.

Anyway, judging from the poorly written notes I found hidden in a desk drawer, I think I'm the reason this guy--

[The video pans over to Slade's house.]

--has his curtains closed all the time. He also has a dog, a gun, and an eye patch. No surprises there.

[The video returns to show Roman holding up this note.]

So, Mr. Wilson. How many bodies do you have in the backyard?

002; text

Jan. 15th, 2011 11:14 pm
torturous: (Surfin' teh intarwebs)
Dear Dr. Arkham,

Apparently it hasn't been brought to your attention yet, so let me do you a favor and tell you: inducing insanity is the shittiest treatment plan in the history of psychiatry. Every goddamn hallucination/attempt at deluding me further has been a waste of both of our time, even though I gotta give you points for the blonde. She was a nice touch, but nothing I couldn't imagine without the OD of sedatives or whatever the fuck you're using here. If I find out you told my lawyer I don't want to see his pussy ass, I will cut out your tongue and cram it so far down your throat that it will tickle your lower esophageal sphincter.

Hope the family is well.


Roman Sionis

PS: When I say "hope the family is well" I mean it sincerely. But that's because I want the privilege of being the one to introduce them to the wonderful world of heated, blunt objects.

PPS: Food's better than last time, though. Good job.

001; video

Jan. 10th, 2011 12:27 pm
torturous: (I don't EVEN know what those are)
[After some fiddling around, Roman's figured out how to use video, but that's about all he's determined since his arrival. Here's a skullheaded personage looking distinctly perturbed for your viewing pleasure.]

If this isn't Arkham's most demented and creative attempt at psychotherapy yet, I don't know what is. But I'm sure we'll get to that shortly.

I think you all know the drill, ladies and gentlemen. You have information and I want it. I got a laundry list of items to check off and believe me when I say I ain't fuckin' thrilled, so start talking.

First order of business: what happened to CW?


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