I'm running this place! (OPEN)

[jack]

Arkham was boring. Jack lick his lip and frowned, they were chapped. Why couldn't the good doctors offer him some chap stick or something. Jack growled bashed his head against the wall with a loud thud. “Hey! I need some carmex or something!” Jack really wished they didn't put him in the straitjacket, his nose itched. “Why can't I get some chap stick in here? Who do I have to kill?” No one answered. Of course that could be because he managed to get himself into solitary confinement within ten minutes of his stay in Arkham. Daddy would be so proud. Jack grinned his nose still itched terribly. He bashed his head against the wall again, this was kind of fun.

It was dark now...they had turned off the light. It was dark. They had turned off the lights. Jack's eye twitched. HOW DARE THEY! Ignore him like this. Jack was upset, he pushed himself to his feet and after a few minutes of effort the straitjacket was just a normal jacket, Jack used his teeth to tear the ends off so he could use his hands. They'll pay for ignoring me, Jack thought with a terrible grin.

The door was his next obstacle, how to open the door...Jack sat down next to t he door, he just needed to wait. A silent Chaos was a dangerous Chaos, the doctors were well aware of that. It didn't take long, only two hours before someone came to check on him. The moment came when a guard came in holding a tray of food. The cell was dark and Chaos giggled alerting the guard to the danger he was in. Jack snapped the man neck quickly and tossed the body to the side, one down. Ten minutes another entered Jack bashed the man's head against the padded wall until he died. Two down. Jack giggled, the next time he was leaving the cell.

The next time the door opened Chaos slammed the door open and laughed when the guard yelled. “Oops.” he giggled kicking the man in the head. “I win!” Jack snatched the man's keys and grinned at the other two orderlies. “Move.,” he told them they screamed and ran down the hall. Chaos laughed and walked calmly down the hall. He needed to cause some Chaos since dear old dad, had left early. Taking over the asylum sounded like fun. Jack giggled and headed towards the security center. That would a good place to play. Oh! He paused he needed a gun and same face paint. They had taken his, Jack pouted, he missed his grease paint. Where to get some? Oh look a nurse. Jack tackled the woman he whispered into her ear, “Where is your make-up?” The woman cried but Jack just grinned, he was going to get his face paint.

Ten minutes later a newly painted Chaos bounced happily into the security center. There were six men, Jack shot them all with a gun he had picked up while applying his make up. They fell on the floor with a thud and Jack giggled. Now he was happy, he was in the perfect position to cause Chaos. Jack's eyes lit up when he found the intercom system, he clapped his hands and giggled. He pulled up a nice chair and put his feet up on a desk, he grabbed the intercom speaker and began to speak. “Hello, good people of Arkham Asylum, this is Chaos speaking and I just wanted to let you know that someone new is running this place. ME!” He howled with laughter and put the intercom back up and spun in his chair. This was fun.

[Brittany Wayne]

Brittany was of course training with her father and Dani in the Batcave when the computer alerted them that someone had taken over Arkham. The three of them had rushed over to the screen to see the kid that they had defeated earlier brought up as the one who had caused the alarm. She groaned and looked to her father and nephew, who the former had nodded his head for her to go. She sighed and dashed inside the changing area of the cave, and emerged a few minutes later in costume. She looked to her father and then her nephew before allowing herself to become Batgirl. ”I just hope he hasn’t done anything drastic…” She told them, and then took off toward Arkham.

She raced toward the asylum on her Batbike, breaking all the speed laws and hoped that the police don’t clock her. She needed to get to Arkham before someone got seriously hurt, and knew that this was going to be a challenge. Batman had put away half of the patients there, and she did a fair share herself. For all she knew, she was walking into a trap set up by The Joker’s kid. She reached the institution and skidded her bike to a halt, before quickly getting off and approaching the nearest officer. ”Batgirl! Thank god you are here! A Jack Quinn had taken over the institution, and taken up home in the security control room.” The officer informed her and she only looked at him. There goes her hopes of him not controlling the place.

”Just get everyone to stay back.” Batgirl informed the officer and entered the building. Her worst fear had come true, as the inmates slash patients where loose and running amok. She effectively fought off the ones that attempted to detain her, and quickly made her way toward the control room where Jack Quinn was holed up. She needed to get the control away from him, and back into the proper hands.

[jack]

Jack knew the moment that Batgirl entered the Asylum. He had been waiting on her. Jack giggled what to do, what to do...Jack rolled his chair over to the area where they unlocked the doors. Everything was controlled by this one room. Not really smart on their part but really it was Arkham, the only asylum with the revolving door policy. Chaos cackled revolving doors, were fun...Jack shook his head he needed to give Batsy a little surprise. He pressed a button at random and smiled, he had just unlocked the level 4 prisoners. Before he had only let loose the 'lower level crazies' it was more fun that way. But now since he had company he needed some better hosts. Jack pulled the intercom speaker back into his hands and spoke clearly into it. “Welcome, Bat-Brat, it's wonderful to see you. Please excuse my friends they just don't know how to welcome company!” Jack howled with laughter over the intercom this was the most fun he's ever had. He rolled his chair back over to the camera portion of the controls and after a few tries ended up zooming in on his arch-rival(he giggled at his thoughts).

Jack clapped his hands and spun around in his chair giggling madly, this was the best. “I get a front row seat to Batgirl! Live!” This was sooo cool! Jack frowned Batgirl needed something...rain! Chaos poked at a few controls and then bam! He had managed to set off the sprinkler system on the ground floor. He giggled again this was just getting better. “Hope you don't mind...” Jack trailed off, “But a little water never hurt anyone, right?” He cackled again his eyes never leaving the screen.

Chaos paused...he wondered if there was any chap stick around here? Abandoning the controls for a moment he rooted around the desks and finally there!Jack gave a triumphant shout he had found a small container of carmex! As he put it on his lips he had to wonder just what Batgirl would say if she knew this was all because he needed chap stick. Jack shrugged it didn't matter he shot a look at the monitor and grinned she was coming up on one of the bodies! He couldn't wait to see her reaction to his body count.

[Brittany Wayne]

Britt fought her way down the hallway, and was lucky that she hasn’t faced any insane criminals that she had to put in there…yet. She was making quick process as soon as she disabled one, she took a step and had to disable another. Her father couldn’t be more prouder of her than that. She had seen her father’s fights, and studied them. He wanted her to know how to take care of a situation that should arise if she was outnumbered, and she had watched them over and over until she knew them by memory. Someone had attempted to cripple her with a large heavy object, but it only bounced off the Kevlar and reverberated the attacker throughout his entire body.

”Welcome, Bat-Brat, it’s wonderful to see you. Please excuse my friends they just don’t know who to welcome company!”

She looked up to the nearest camera, and just looked much like her father would have done. It was a look that didn’t portray anything about her current thoughts or emotions. The laughter echoed throughout the barren walls and was seeming loud enough to be heard over the rioting of the place. However it wasn’t much longer before the sprinklers went off, and the entire floor began to flood. It was just the distraction she needed, as the water began to drip down over the camera she was sure Jack was looking at her through, causing the view to become distorted. She then spotted a lone figure down the hallway, and it wasn’t moving. Thinking that they could be hurt, she quickly made her way to them only to discover that the guard was dead. She kept her, what she liked to call, Batface on, but she was sad inside. The guard didn’t have to die…

The water still continued to come down, and distort the view from the cameras. She rushed to the nearest grate to the ventilation system, and entered it. There wouldn’t be any surveillance equipment in there, as the ‘residents’ were not allowed to be in there. Heck, no one was suppose to be in the ventilation shafts and that makes it the perfect way to get to her destination without being detected. She then pulled out a gadget that was a communication device, and contacted her father in the batcave. ”Send me the schematics for the ventilation system of Arkham.” She said and waited patiently as they were loaded up to her comm device.

[arrow]

Katerina moved through Arkham Asylum. This was her first job in America and she was determined to make the best of it. But what she had found inside the dark building was pure chaos patients loose, doctors screaming trying to escape or help security guards catch patients. Cassandra was right Katerina wouldn't like Arkham at all. But it was too late for this Katerina was determined to help out in the case Batman wasn't here yet.

With quick reflexes Martyr punched a patient away from a female doctor who was about to be stabbed, the woman was sobbing either out of fear or relief to be alive though it might have been both. "A-are....Are you Batgirl?" The scared woman asked her though Martyr stared at her. She wasn't Batgirl though the dark ninja like costume could confuse them

Not wanting to stutter infront of the woman Martyr simply pointed to the door she came in from and then rushed to attack other patients attacking other doctors. Hopefully the woman would get the picture and run away. Punches, kicks, and flips made the pile of unconcious patients she hoped that someone had captured the one who caused this mess while she moved up the stairs to fight more patients off.