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Jack Napier

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[26 Dec 2005|02:04am]
[ mood | pleased ]

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In Reference (on Harley's desk)

6 coffins  -- laugh til you die

Arkham Asylum: Mid-day/Early Evening [26 Dec 2005|01:50am]
[ mood | giddy ]


To Ms. Harleen Quinzel

laugh til you die

Merf [20 Nov 2005|10:57pm]
[ mood | bored ]

I'm BORED. :\ Where's my new doctor already?

I got in trouble for beating up that chickenshit, Crane. They restricted my priveledges, whoopdifuckingdo. Like I had any to begin with. This sucks so much ass. I'm honestly ready to break-the-fuck-out.

Damnit, where's the new quack? I want to break that one too.

laugh til you die

Hum a little diddle [05 Aug 2005|01:43am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

So I've been out of critical for a while now. And it's been a decent amount of time since that Crane guy cut off my one attempt at communicating with the outside. I wonder how Ed is, now I think about it.

I've seen nurses, I've seen assistants; I've seen guards and I even saw the fucking librarian.

When THE FUCK do I get to bangmeet Doctor Quinzel, as I've now learned her name. I put in a formal request with Burton to meet with her instead of Crane, citing the fact that he's a prick and I felt sexually harassed by his email. Burton skimmed it briefly and told me the last part was pretty much bullshit (which is a wrong opinion), but that he'd look over it.

I love causing trouble. Jesus Christ -- All I want to do is meet with that hot blond, talk about fake problems and get some. Is that too much to ask?

Fucking laugh riot, this place.

laugh til you die

Fucking, snoopy doctors [19 Jul 2005|04:22am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

What the fuck? My journal is "private", but my email isn't?

EXCUSE ME for trying to meet new and exciting people! I was just trying to have a normal, casual conversation with my neighbor across the hall! Is that so wrong? Is it?

Makes no fucking sense. I think I'll tell you all about it, Crane, at our meeting, whenever that is.

PhD, my ass.

laugh til you die

Hacking is fun, boys and girls ((ASSUMED PRIVATE)) [19 Jul 2005|03:13am]
[ mood | geeky ]

TO: e.nygma@arkham.net
FROM: j.napier@arkham.net
SUBJECT: (none)

Hey guy across the hall!

I hacked the email system and your the only name I can see from the cell, so you get the first email I send. Congrats! Don't celebrate too much. Xd

I've been out of action for over a year and a half, so can you get me caught up on what I missed? Excsue the cliche, but what you in for?


11 coffins  -- laugh til you die

Party time? Maybe so... [18 Jul 2005|01:48am]
[ mood | planning ]

((November 6th -- late evening))

Everyone left. Seriously -- every Doctor is gone to that benefiet that Wayne is holding.

Why anyone would want to go to that stiff's party is beyond me. :L

Hm...Maybe I'll throw a party of my own with the guards. They should be coming around anytime now...

Hehehe. >=D

laugh til you die

An apple a day keeps the doctor away [15 Jul 2005|02:03am]
[ mood | bored ]

Or whateverthfuck.

I really don't like to write. I prefer to express myself through finer points of expression -- like art. *twirls hand* Because painting is the only way to really get the point across.

Canvas is fabulous as well. *snickers*

But the docs think this might be good to get my "oppressed anger" of my chest and they swear it's "completely unsupervised" which I believe whole-heartedly, mind you. *rolls eyes* I thought about entering a whole entry of fuck, but then I thought better of it because I just can't waste my superior comic genius on imbeciles like that.

Except for maybe that foxy blonde shrink. *giggles* I'd paint her canvas any day.

...that sparks an interesting idea...

laugh til you die

Mandatory first post by the Mun [15 Jul 2005|01:41am]
[ mood | geeky ]


This is a mandatory first post by the Mun (Marie). Jack is not available at present. :X Any questions regarding Jack can be directed at me on AIM or in the comments of this first entry. All questions will be answered promptly and with the most clarity that is available, depending on the time.

Jack usually does not let Marie sleep much.

In any case, below is the history of Jack Napier, the Clown Prince of Crime, as well as the writing sample that was submitted with his application. I realize no one really wants to read this, but I thought it would be better than posting it on his info page.

In reference to his info page...he chooses to procrastinate concerning that.

Finally, if you have any questions concerning the "flotation device" which saves his life, feel free to ask. It really does have a meaning.

Thank you for your attention,
-Marie, speaking on behalf of Jack Napier

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