[BB]Dr. Crane-Totally Updated!!!!!!!!!

[ohiouniversitygirl]

Hi! Ok...I'm trying to get a Dr. Crane round robbin' started. We have so many really awesome fanfic writers here...I think it would turn out really well and I think it would be fun to see where it goes. I put together a super short first chapter...just so that we had something to start with. I'd be so thrilled if someone would like to take it from there. Your contribution can be long or short. You can do flashbacks or anything you want (as long as it follows the rules the moderators have already set up)....it's a group thing. Please let me know what you think and please feel free to contribute anything you'd like. ;D

[ohiouniversitygirl]

Here is my short first Chapter...I hope it's ok....



Jonathan Crane sat alone. Gotham University’s youngest professor, he had earned awards and accolades that outnumbered his years. Still, upon his appointment to the faculty, he had been given only a pittance for his salary and a cramped office at the end of the hallway; the insult was not lost upon him. The office he now occupied would have been unbearable for most men. It was only his minimalist décor and lanky frame that enabled him to move about it freely.

A wooden desk, lacquered black, an office chair, and a large black bookshelf were all that furnished the room. Sunlight forced itself through and around the tightly drawn blinds at his back. Through his suit he could feel its warmth on his shoulders. Unconsciously he ran a hand along the back of his neck, feeling the hot material. It was an expensive suit, immaculately pressed. Like so much of what surrounded him, it was deep black in color. Beneath it he wore a grey woolen vest and matching tie that disguised the fact that his white dress shirt was worn and frayed. He was not yet a rich man, but like so many of his secrets, he hid it well.

Jonathan was lost in his thoughts. His large blue eyes were focused and his lips occasionally moved. From the perspective of a visitor, it would appear that he was intently reading the paper on his desk before him. Of course, there were no visitors in the office of Dr. Crane. At times his isolation bothered him; moments when his eyes swept across the bare surface of his desk and lamented the fact that he had no photos, no keepsakes, to place upon it. It was then that he reminded himself that such feelings were weakness and weakness only lead to pain. He reassured himself that someday they would all wish that they had loved him when they had the chance. He glanced at his watch; the small diamond on the dial seemed to wink at him. His class would be waiting. Jonathan Crane gathered his materials and left his office in silence.

[ohiouniversitygirl]

I just noticed that there is a Round Robbin section up......yaaaaaaay!!!! Thanks guys! If the moderators don't move this post...I'll be relocating it to that section as soon as some more people have seen it. Hopefully, we can get the ball rolling soon! ;D

[stormy]

Nice start! You've got some good detail, and it seems like it could go in a couple of different directions. If it's like most round robins I've read and/or participated in, it will probably go in many, many different directions! I'm going to wait to contribute, because I don't feel I have as much understanding of the character as most others here, but maybe now someone else can pick up the story and run with it, and I'll add something later on. Thanks for having the idea and getting things started!

[ohiouniversitygirl]

stormy said:

Nice start! You've got some good detail, and it seems like it could go in a couple of different directions. If it's like most round robin's I've read and/or participated in, it will probably go in many, many different directions! I'm going to wait to contribute, because I don't feel I have as much understanding of the characters as most others here, but maybe now someone else can pick up the story and run with it, and I'll add something later on. Thanks for having the idea and getting things started!

Thanks so much for your kind words, Stormy! Take as much time as you want to get comfortable with the characters and, when you're ready, I'm sure your contribution will be awesome!! ;D Thanks again for being so supportive!

[fosforito]

okay... chapter 2

Jonathan Crane locked his office door and walked down the hall, looking at his feet while walking.

There were still a couple of minutes left until his class and he was repeating the topics in his mind for his upcoming lecture.

`Why was he still so alone?´

He ws a smart guy, he was the youngest professor ever at Gotham University so he couldn´t be a dumb-bell.

He wasn´t a millionair yet but he wasn´t that poor either and he knew how to behave like a gentleman.

`I´m a smart guy, I´m not a poor wretch, I know how to behave and I´m not that bad-looking either.´, Jonathan thought. `So why am I still alone?´

Jonathan sighed when he approached to the corner of the hall, still looking at his feet.

`I´d wish I could fall in love with a woman and I´d wish a woman would fall in love with me.´, Jonathan thought when suddenly he could feel something hitting him hard and he stumbled backwards.

"What the hell?", he cursed, looking up when he could hear a high female voice cursing aloud, too.

A young woman was standing right in front of him, holding a plastic drinking-cup in her hand. Her grey eyes were widened and both just stared at each other for a split second when Jonathan could feel something hot and liquid on his hands.

"What have you done?", he shouted when he looked down.

His hands, his suit and his briefcase were wet of coffee and the papers in his other hand, having the notes for his upcoming lecture were soaked of coffee and the ink started to smear over the paper.

"Oh my God. I´m so sorrry!", Jonathan could hear the young woman saying without looking at her. "I even don´t know how this could happen!"

"You´re at Gotham University here.", Jonathan hissed angryly. "You should already know , running through a hall having a cup with hot coffee in your hand IS really a bad idea."

He looked up to the young woman again ... and then he was stunned....

[ohiouniversitygirl]

Omg...fosforito...that was sooo good. Poor Jonathan! I can't wait to see what happens...

[girl in the sharkskin tuxedo]

Chapter 3.

He looked up at the young woman, distracting him from the scalding coffee covering him. She looked nothing like he expected, dressed a bit like himself in a suit jacket, white blouse and a black skirt. Her tie didn't match her outfit exactly, being red and black striped.
Her hair was put into a bun and red and her face was flushed, looking frustrated with her klutzy actions.
"I am so sorry!" she spoke, reaching in her pockets to retrieve a cotton handkerchief. It was black and monogrammed in white, with the initials W.R.
"I really have a class to get to..."
"Oh, you teach here? I thought you were a student."
"No, I'm not."
She wiped his hands and arms quickly, kneeling to pick up her fallen coffee cup. He stood in the same position, watching her grow progressively angry with herself.
"Oh, God, I've made such a mess..."
She continued to pull out napkins, looking terribly distraught about the entire thing. She managed to pick up most of the coffee and threw the napkins into a nearby garbage, taking back her handkerchief.
"My notes are ruined, what am I going to do?"
He looked back at her, but her head was down, fingers pinching at the bridge of her nose, as if she had a headache. She's taking it a bit hard, he thought.
"Look", she said, "I am sorry. I've been crazy today, I guess I wasn't paying much attention to what I was doing. I've had five cups of the stuff since 5 this morning and I'm feeling like crap."
"I'm pretty good with remembering what I write, don't feel like you've ruined my day."
"Oh, that's good. I am very sorry, though. I can just be out of it sometimes. I'm Wilhelmina Rose."
She extended her hand, fingernails painted with a white and black swirl.
"Is "Rose" your last name?"
"No, no, that's Ackland. "Rose" is my middlename, but I use it more often unless i'm writing, then it's W.R. Ackland. What's your name?"
"Jo...Doctor Crane."
"Sorry to hold you up, Doctor. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day, and don't run into anyone with hot liquids!"
With that, she clicked off down the linolieum hall.
"Wait! What do you do here?"
"Oh, I teach Photography 101. I just finished class. Goodbye!"
She turned a corner and Jonathan found himself interested in her as he walked toward his class again, wondering how old she was, how she got her job here. She was very pretty and he would have asked her to meet again, but he was obviously a bit busy. He was face to face with his class door, and hesitantly reached for the doorknob and turned it to open...

[ohiouniversitygirl]

Awesome, Jinna! That was a really good chapter. I'm so excited! I love how you showed Dr. Crane as wanting to open up, but still holding himself back; like how he started to introduce himself by his first name and then stopped short. ;D

[ohiouniversitygirl]

I think we are off to a really great start....Fosforito and Jinna...you guys rock! Thanks for starting us off!

Does anyone else want to jump in and decide what happens next...it's fun! ;D

[ciaran]

It's a bit of a short chapter until I get into the habit of writing again...I like where you've all taken this story, this is really a blast!

Chapter 4
The class fell silent. They knew of Dr. Crane's reputation and would certainly not cross him. Crane still engrossed in his encounter with Wilhelmina, sauntered into the class, evidentally distracted as he sat at his desk, not noticing the entire class staring at him. Jonathan couldn't stop his mind from wandering back to his encounter with this woman. Sure enough such an inept woman couldn't distract him so. Suddenly infuriated with himself for being so caught up in this brief encounter, he walked briskly to the front of the class and began a furious lecture, noting the grim fate of those who fell mentally ill in Ancient Greece. Crane continued, "Previously patients were locked up or even put to death, but at the beginning of the 18th century, asylums began to open for the criminally insane..."**

Frantically writing notes, searching through their books, trying to find a reference point for his lecture, one of the students made the mistake of leaning over to ask another what the hell was going on.
"Did you have a particular view you'd like to share with the class regarding the psychiatric disciplines, Mr. Jeffries?", he spat out, "maybe something regarding your scholastic impotence?"
"N-no Mr. Crane", Jeffries managed to get out.
"That's Dr. Crane to you", he hissed.
"I was just wondering why you didn't begin with this year's curriculum?"
"Well, Mr. Jeffries that's because I am the professor and you're the student and you'd do well to remember that." Content he had once again regained control he smugly walked back to his desk, collected his briefcase and exited just as class finished.

Crane's mind wandered back momentarily to his earlier encounter, which he quickly pushed to the back of his mind as he began mentally preparing his next lecture, along with a few ideas of how to deal with Mr. Jeffries defiant behavior...

**thanks to an article by Patrick W. Corrigan from the American Rehabilitation centre for this info**

[girl in the sharkskin tuxedo]

lovely chapter, Ciaran! i like how when Crane shows up, the class turns serious.

[stormy]

Heh, nice chapter. Here I was thinking the class was staring at him because he's so much better-looking than they may have expected. I pity the poor student who tries to flirt with him, or thinks he'll give her an A in class for any other reason than academically earning it.

[ohiouniversitygirl]

Wow...that chapter ruled! Great job!!! I love the way you portrayed Crane...he's so fiesty!! When Crane ripped into Mr. Jeffries I was like "Ohhhh Snap", lol. ;D

[Dayna]

awesomes chapters,