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How Do You Solve A Problem Like The Scarecrow? (Narrative)
OOC: Set after Edward Nigma's Christmas Wish was fulfilled and Jonathan Crane returned to his inescapable room, where the City mightly tried again to sort him/Scarecrow/Scarebeast out for good. Also, the title of this narrative should be sung to this. Because of reasons.
It was running out of time. Out of resources. Out of patience. And there was little to show for it. Certainly no remorse from the doctor.
Everything had started simply. The City had been angry. The City was tired of watching the Scarecrow kill its people whenever something went wrong with Jonathan Crane. And the City wished to punish them both. But as the punishment continued, the City had begun to believe that Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, and the Scarebeast needed more than just punishment. Punishment would not stop anything.
Punishment never had stopped them before.
In that inescapable room where Jonathan Crane sat, the torment stopped abruptly. All was silent.
The City needed advice. And, after worrying about it for a while, it finally decided who it should ask. Who might know more. Who might understand more. Who might have ideas.
It called for Baba Yaga.
It was running out of time. Out of resources. Out of patience. And there was little to show for it. Certainly no remorse from the doctor.
Everything had started simply. The City had been angry. The City was tired of watching the Scarecrow kill its people whenever something went wrong with Jonathan Crane. And the City wished to punish them both. But as the punishment continued, the City had begun to believe that Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, and the Scarebeast needed more than just punishment. Punishment would not stop anything.
Punishment never had stopped them before.
In that inescapable room where Jonathan Crane sat, the torment stopped abruptly. All was silent.
The City needed advice. And, after worrying about it for a while, it finally decided who it should ask. Who might know more. Who might understand more. Who might have ideas.
It called for Baba Yaga.