Ask Miriam

This is a role play blog for Miriam of Batman the Animated Series. She is seen in the episode Baby Doll.)

Hangover

controlling-madness:

askmiriamofgotham:

controlling-madness:

"It is…"

"I can sing in front of anyone and everyone~"

"Lucky you…"

"Now the question is, can you sing well?"

"Of course I can~"

August 31, 2014 @ 4:37 PM 272 notes

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patronsaintoffear:

askmiriamofgotham:

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

Miriam chanted from atop the dumpster. The water was getting higher. She’d have to find higher ground. Jonathan seemed to be getting swallowed up by the water.

"Swim, you idiot!" She shouted. In her panicked state, she had forgotten that she should be willing to let people die, given she’s a bad guy now.

He sits up to look over at her, and then it hits him. He fiddles around, and pulls his mask back on. He has to be fast; the toxins are quickly working into his system. He grabs a vial from his belt, and gets a syringe out, nervously preparing an injection of antidote.

He only manages to calm down once he introduces the shot to his bloodstream. Damned close.

By this point, Jonathan was just a body sunk in the water. She looked about frantically, spotting a fire escape and jumping to it, clinging to it for dear life as she made her way up.

August 31, 2014 @ 1:29 AM 37 notes

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patronsaintoffear:

askmiriamofgotham:

Miriam managed to wrestle his mask off and began delivering punch after punch to his face. She was about to send another blow, fist in air, when she paused. She gasped.

Water had begun to pour out from the buildings around her and it was quickly flooding the place. At least, that’s what she was seeing.

She let go of Jonathan and scrambled up atop a dumpster, just trying to reach higher ground.

Crane lay on the ground, head spinning, and simply trying to recover. He had been pummeled many a time, but they never really stopped being effective or became less painful.

Eventually, he manages to sit up and hold his face. He could already feel the bruising… “This is why I don’t go out in public…” he grumbles to himself.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

Miriam chanted from atop the dumpster. The water was getting higher. She’d have to find higher ground. Jonathan seemed to be getting swallowed up by the water.

"Swim, you idiot!" She shouted. In her panicked state, she had forgotten that she should be willing to let people die, given she’s a bad guy now.

August 31, 2014 @ 12:24 AM 37 notes

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patronsaintoffear:

askmiriamofgotham:

Miriam used the opportunity to land atop him. She quickly tries to get the mask off, wanting to strike him in his stupid face. She had a tendency to do that…

No. No, no, no, no..!

Crane was quick to fight her off like a cornered animal. The mask would be the only thing keeping him from becoming a bumbling idiot, and the cops from returning him to Arkham! And he was not going back.

WhAt aRe yOuR FEaRs?" he asks, hoping the damned gas would be taking effect. "SPiDeRss? SnaKeS? DaRKneSs?" he begins spitting out quickly, trying to get her to think of her own fears, and get the process going more quickly.

Miriam managed to wrestle his mask off and began delivering punch after punch to his face. She was about to send another blow, fist in air, when she paused. She gasped.

Water had begun to pour out from the buildings around her and it was quickly flooding the place. At least, that’s what she was seeing.

She let go of Jonathan and scrambled up atop a dumpster, just trying to reach higher ground.

August 30, 2014 @ 11:49 PM 37 notes

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patronsaintoffear:

askmiriamofgotham:

Miriam wasn’t sure if she breathed any in, so she had to make this fast. Spotting Scarecrow, she got a running start and sent a flying kick right to the man’s stomach.

The wind is knocked right out of him, as well as his feet. He coughs violently, thankful that he had put his mask on already to keep him from gasping in the tainted air.

Miriam used the opportunity to land atop him. She quickly tries to get the mask off, wanting to strike him in his stupid face. She had a tendency to do that…

August 30, 2014 @ 11:34 PM 37 notes

Hangover

controlling-madness:

askmiriamofgotham:

controlling-madness:

"When I was in choir I found that singing in a group helped… as long as you imagine that you’re singing alone in your bedroom.

"I can sing alone or in front of small children, but the fact I was singing in front of my bullies was rather unnerving."

"It is…"

"I can sing in front of anyone and everyone~"

"Lucky you…"

August 29, 2014 @ 10:53 PM 272 notes

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"Not everyone is as flashy and out going as you Moddy."

"Tell me about it." Miriam rubbed her temple. "I learned the hard way in my school choir that I had stage fright."

"When I was in choir I found that singing in a group helped… as long as you imagine that you’re singing alone in your bedroom.

"I can sing alone or in front of small children, but the fact I was singing in front of my bullies was rather unnerving."

August 29, 2014 @ 5:59 PM 272 notes

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"Is it true that he can make anyone sing with his own voice?" Jervis asked curiously.

"I can tell you from experience, yes. He used it on me to help with my stage fright."

Mod chuckled. "Stage fright. Pff."

"Not everyone is as flashy and out going as you Moddy."

"Tell me about it." Miriam rubbed her temple. "I learned the hard way in my school choir that I had stage fright."

August 29, 2014 @ 4:28 PM 272 notes

Send me a “≈” and my muse will react to yours shoving them into a body of water.

roleplaymayhem:

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Bonus points if it’s on purpose.

(via controlling-madness)

August 29, 2014 @ 4:27 PM 5,537 notes

hypoplasia-babydoll:

askmiriamofgotham:

Miriam was surprised by the hands wrapped around her throat. She hadn’t expected Mary to fight back, let alone in a way that could kill her.

"Then you’re a midget." She croaked out.

Miriam lifted a foot up before sending it into Mary’s stomach, hoping to get her off.

Quickly adjusting to her new size and weight, Mary endured the kick, but just barely, instead being thrown to the side. Her fingernails clawed, scrabbling at the skin of Miriam’s neck in an attempt to continue her hold.

"Disgrace!" she declared, but her tone was overcome with desperation.

Miriam used the moment of weakness to reach up to Mary’s hands and yank in an attempt to get them off her.

"Has-been!"

August 29, 2014 @ 4:25 PM 49 notes

askmiriamofgotham:

SPIT IT OUT!

hypoplasia-babydoll:

askmiriamofgotham:

hypoplasia-babydoll:

hypoplasia-babydoll:

"I killed your father."

Scowling still, Mary crawled away, dragging herself to her feet. Now she had lapsed into a sulking silence, doing nothing more than staring back at the woman. It was ridiculous, demeaning, and all the adjectives her usual delusions of grandeur offered up, that she should be left so degraded.

There was a great deal of satisfaction in having won this little altercation. She held back a smile though, as not to push her luck. Instead, she ignored the previous events all together.

"What does Baby want for dinner?"

Getting to her feet, the small woman muttered something that sounded suspiciously like, ‘your head on a plate’, but otherwise refused to answer. The silent treatment it was, then. Childish, but hey, she thought bitterly, that was her whole shtick.

The silent treatment, huh? She shrugged, not being a stranger to it. Might as well not give her the satisfaction by addressing it.

"Chicken and broccoli it is~"

August 29, 2014 @ 4:23 PM 14 notes

Hangover

controlling-madness:

askmiriamofgotham:

controlling-madness:

"I’ve never met him, but I’ve heard of him. But I do love your idea~"

"I’ve only talked to ‘im a bit online. Still ‘ave to meet the chap. I’m sure we’ll get along swimmingly though~"

"You two are both full of yourselves, so I don’t doubt it.”

"Is it true that he can make anyone sing with his own voice?" Jervis asked curiously.

"I can tell you from experience, yes. He used it on me to help with my stage fright."

Mod chuckled. "Stage fright. Pff."

August 29, 2014 @ 4:21 PM 272 notes

Hangover

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askmiriamofgotham:

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"Are you working on any plots at the moment?"

"Music Meister and I are hoping to go on a Beatles themed crime spree, so there’s that~"

"That sounds fun. I know him… sort of. We haven’t talked much."

"I’ve never met him, but I’ve heard of him. But I do love your idea~"

"I’ve only talked to ‘im a bit online. Still ‘ave to meet the chap. I’m sure we’ll get along swimmingly though~"

"You two are both full of yourselves, so I don’t doubt it.”

August 28, 2014 @ 9:45 PM 272 notes

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patronsaintoffear:

askmiriamofgotham:

Miriam’s eyes widen as she sees the bomb. She quickly pulls her shirt over her nose and mouth in the hopes of not breathing in the gas. She bolts after him, trying not to breathe and hoping the toxin doesn’t affect her before she can get a good hit in.

Even one intake of breath can let the gas take effect.

Meanwhile, Jonathan has geared up, and stands up, ready for whatever is to follow.

Miriam wasn’t sure if she breathed any in, so she had to make this fast. Spotting Scarecrow, she got a running start and sent a flying kick right to the man’s stomach.

August 28, 2014 @ 9:37 PM 37 notes

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"We would never." Jervis said, pretending to gasp dramatically.

Miriam snickered.

"Alright then. What shall we talk about now?"

"Are you working on any plots at the moment?"

"Music Meister and I are hoping to go on a Beatles themed crime spree, so there’s that~"

"That sounds fun. I know him… sort of. We haven’t talked much."

August 28, 2014 @ 5:30 PM 272 notes