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Jervis & who?? [ Jerv obvs the black text box ]

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"Hey, Mister Tetch. I've read all about you. What's my role in Wonderland? Can I be Mallymkun from the Burton movie?" -A baby Robin for Jervis!

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆… 𝒉𝒎 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆. 𝑱𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒚𝒆𝒔… 𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆. 𝑨 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒆. 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆……. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆." 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏."

𝐏𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒉𝒎𝒏?"

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Starter | @sifonie

"Tick tock tick tock. You are awfully late for tea time my dear." A playful scolding tone of voice. "No matter, thankfully it's still hot! Come, come, sit down, tell me what is on your mind today."

Jervis enjoyed company, anyone who entered his Wonderland was welcomed, unless you were a horrible Jabberwocky or associated with the sort. "Sugar or cream? Or do you like it plain?" He questioned while pouring the tea into a pretty little cup that seemed to have a small chip on the bottom. Adds a bit of character as he would say.

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o4﹕ a  text  sent  out  of  excitement . -Jervisssss

[ TXT Masquerade ] : I THINK I FINALLY FOUND THE PERFECT TEA SET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [ TXT Masquerade ] : OH WHY DOES IT HAVE TO COST SO MUCH MONEY?!?!? [ TXT Masquerade ] : IM GOING TO STEAL IT!!!!

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what were you saying? -For Jervis !

The hatter wrinkled his nose. "Where you not paying attention? I was listing off the sort of teas I had. I rarely get the chance to have a nice tea party with a new person. Almost never get a chance with those I know. I swear Aderlyine uses my tea table more than I do!"

Holding up a tea pot and cup. "Also cream? Sugar? Oh what about a nice treat? Theres cookies, scones, muffins." Tapping his foot in a nervous manner, a tick that always seemed to happen suddenly. "Unless you're a coffee person. I do have some. Or maybe juice?"

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A PEAK AT WHAT’S INSIDE THEIR // 09. “junk” drawer.

You get multiple!

Eddie - There's a lot of wires, nuts & bolts, a screwdriver. He really should organize it better but they're just spare parts for projects. Probably a permission slip he signed then forgot to give back to one of his kids. A lightbulb and some batteries.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Kitty - A bag of dried fish treats for Puzzle. Spare burner phone, medicine bottle full of pills, old recipe cards. Theres a broken remote control to a suround sound system. Forgotten nailpolish bottles.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Jervis - Tea bags that have sat there for ages. Wires and screw. A mind control card that needs fixing but forgotten. Gold rings that he was planing to gift his Alice.

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Deep breath, Robin. It's just Tetch. It's just the guy capable of controlling others via the mind with gadgets or straight up hypnosis or a mix of both. It's just the guy who is practically your greatest fear. If you can get through civil conversations with Harvey, Harley and Ed, if you can chat to Query and Echo for information, if you truly believe that everyone deserves an Arkham that is safe and actually functions properly, then that means chatting to the inmates you don't like. Just... just keep an arm's length away from the cell door... and keep the lenses of the domino active so that eye contact is harder. Okay. Okay... he can do this. "Hello Tetch." @arobinwithoutbatman

"Well look who decided to drop on by! Too bad I don't have any tea for you little bird." Jervis was sat in a chair, nothing in his hands. Seems he was just staring off into space, thinking about something, most likely trying to figure out what to do in order to get out of this cell. In reality he was reciting lines from the Looking Glass in his head. Couldn't be trusted with books after hitting a guard with one repeatedly.

He cocked his head slightly. "You look like you have something on your mind. Questions? I may have answers…."

@arobinwithoutbatman

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A lump of sugar and a splash of cream was added to the cup, pushed over in front of them. "Well I'm just glad you finally made it. Everyone else said no. Even my Cheshire cat. She rarely tells me no, so strange." Slumping back down in his seat.

"Empty headed? Hmn, not that surprising. Everyone hits the wall and can't figure out what to do next. Just have to wait for the right inspiration to hit you again. Have you tried going to an art show? Perhaps travel out of the Jabberwockies domain for a bit, go sight seeing in another area."

The hatter tapped his fingers against his chin while thinking. "Write a song about someone new and interesting in your life? I'm not sure what else to say dear. I've never really been the sort to write songs. Rhymes are easier when Im in the mood to do so."

"I'm a very busy person, Jervis," Sibyl shoots back, not as playfully. Sometimes it seemed like they had no sense of humor. Either way, they approach the table and pull the chair out for themself before plopping down into it. "I'll take both," they request, "but as far as what's on my mind... that's the problem. It feels like I've got nothing; it feels empty lately."

A sigh leaves them as they prop their head up with their hand, not caring about good posture as they usually would. "I've hit writer's block. I don't understand how someone like me can lack inspiration or creativity! It's killing me!"