Arkham: Case Files
Project Overview
"Arkham: Case Files" is a fan-made, episodic audio drama inspired by the chilling and immersive style of analog horror series like The Mandela Catalogue and Gemini Home Entertainment. Set in the grim and foreboding walls of DC Comics’ Arkham Asylum. Each episode delves into a haunting, psychological interview with one of Batman’s most iconic villains. This non-profit passion project aims to explore the twisted minds of Gotham’s rogues through atmospheric storytelling, eerie sound design, and compelling voice performances.
We are seeking talented voice actors to portray Batman’s infamous rogues, capturing their complex personalities, menacing charisma, and fractured psyches. Each episode will focus on a single villain, with their interview conducted by an unseen Arkham psychiatrist, creating an intimate and unsettling narrative. Actors should be comfortable with intense, emotional performances and able to evoke the eerie, otherworldly vibe of analog horror.
We encourage diverse interpretations of these iconic characters, including unique vocal styles or takes that fit the analog horror aesthetic.
Selected actors will receive scripts tailored to their character’s episode, with opportunities for creative input on delivery.
This is a fan-made project created out of love for the Batman universe the horror genre. No affiliation with DC Comics or Warner Bros.
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Mr. Freeze, aka Dr. Victor Fries, is a tragic Batman villain driven by his desperate quest to save his terminally ill wife, Nora, who is cryogenically frozen. A brilliant cryogenics scientist, Fries was transformed into a cold, emotionless figure after a lab accident forced him to live in a sub-zero suit, wielding a freeze gun and cryogenic technology to commit crimes and fund his research.
His icy demeanor masks a broken heart, making him a complex foe who blends genius with obsession. Freeze’s motives often clash with Batman’s, as his crimes stem from love rather than greed, creating a sympathetic yet dangerous antagonist.
"Think of it, Batman. To never again walk on a summer's day with the hot wind in your face and a warm hand to hold. Oh yes, I'd kill for that."
"I failed you, Nora. I failed my beloved wife, my reason for living. But I will not fail you now. I will find a way to bring you back to me, even if I must freeze this world to do it."
"You cannot understand my pain, Batman. Every moment I live in this frozen prison, I am reminded of her warmth, her smile, her life—stolen from me. All I have left is vengeance, cold and pure."
Two-Face, once Gotham’s idealistic District Attorney Harvey Dent, is a tragic Batman villain whose psyche was shattered after a mob attack left half his face scarred, birthing his dual personality. Obsessed with duality and chance, he relies on a scarred coin to make decisions, embodying both justice and chaos. His Harvey Dent persona clings to remnants of morality, while Two-Face revels in crime and vengeance.
Both personas must have distinct voices—Harvey’s smooth, measured, and hopeful, contrasting Two-Face’s harsh, guttural snarl—yet they blend seamlessly, transitioning mid-sentence with chilling fluidity, reflecting his fractured mind. This vocal interplay, snapping back and forth, mirrors his internal conflict and unpredictable nature, making him a complex, tormented foe.
(Harvey, soft and pleading) "Batman, you know me, you know I tried to save this city… (snaps to Two-Face, growling) but the coin decided, didn’t it? Fate says you’re guilty, and we don’t argue with fate!"
(Harvey, calm and reflective) "I wanted justice, Bruce, a Gotham free of corruption… (snaps to Two-Face, venomous) but they burned that dream! Now the coin’s my judge, my jury—flip it, Batman, or I’ll carve duality into your soul!"
(Harvey, anguished) "We were friends once, weren’t we? I fought for what was right… (snaps to Two-Face, sneering) but right’s a lie! The coin’s the only truth now—heads, you live; tails, you bleed. Let’s see what fate wants!"
Poison Ivy, aka Dr. Pamela Isley, is a Batman villain transformed by experimental toxins into a plant-human hybrid with a deadly affinity for nature. A brilliant botanist turned eco-terrorist, she uses her control over plants and pheromone-laced charm to manipulate and destroy those who harm the environment.
Her voice is seductive, dripping with honeyed allure to ensnare her victims, yet carries a terrifyingly eerie edge. Cold, whispery, and otherworldly, like a venomous vine coiling around prey. This dual vocal quality shifts fluidly, blending sensuality with menace, reflecting her intoxicating yet lethal nature.
"Batman, the earth sings to those who listen. Join me in its embrace, or my roots will bind your city’s heart until it stops beating."
"Humanity could learn from the green, my dear—its strength, its patience, but you poison it, so I’ll let the vines feast on your world’s decay."
"The forest doesn’t judge, Batman. It offers life to all who respect it, but for those who burn it, I’ll weave a grave from thorns that never rest."
Killer Croc, born Waylon Jones, is a Batman villain whose reptilian skin condition, a rare genetic disorder, shaped his monstrous appearance and tragic life. Shunned by society, he embraced his outcast status, becoming a brutal, cannibalistic criminal with immense strength, enhanced senses, and a crocodilian resilience.
His voice is a guttural, primal growl, heavy with menace and pain, yet carries a raw, almost sorrowful undertone that hints at his humanity buried beneath rage. These vocal shifts—gruff ferocity to fleeting vulnerability—blend seamlessly, reflecting his struggle between man and beast, making him a fearsome yet pitiable foe in Gotham’s underworld.
"You think you know the dark, Batman? Down here in the sewers, I’m king. Try to take my throne, and I’ll rip you apart ‘fore I let anyone cage me again."
"They called me a freak, pushed me into the shadows. Now I’m the monster they made, and these jaws’ll crush Gotham’s bones for what it did to me."
"I ain’t human no more, Bat. The swamp’s my blood, my home. You come for me, I’ll drag you under and let the mud choke you of your oxygen."
The Riddler, aka Edward Nygma (E. Nigma), is a Batman villain defined by his obsessive need for intellectual superiority and an egotistical drive to prove he’s the smartest man alive. A genius with a severe case of OCD, his compulsion to be correct manifests in intricate riddles, puzzles, and various cyphers left at crime scenes, daring Batman to match his wit.
His voice is sharp, smug, and taunting, laced with a manic edge that betrays his fragile ego, yet it shifts to a petulant, almost desperate tone when his plans unravel. These seamless vocal transitions, from arrogant showman to wounded narcissist, reflect his psychological need to outsmart everyone, making him a cunning, compulsive adversary.
"Oh, Batman, you’re stumbling through my labyrinth of logic, aren’t you? My riddles are flawless, my mind unmatched. Solve this one, or admit you’re just another dull cog in Gotham’s broken machine."
"Every crime I craft is a masterpiece, a puzzle only I can perfect. You’ll chase my clues, Dark Knight, because I demand it—fail, and the world sees your intellect crumble before mine."
"I don’t just break the law, Batman—I rewrite it with riddles that prove I’m untouchable. You’ll never solve me, because deep down, you know my mind is the only one that matters."
Clayface, in this case the Basil Karlo interpretation of the character, is a Batman villain whose life as a struggling actor took a monstrous turn after exposure to a mysterious chemical, transforming him into a shape-shifting mass of living clay. Driven by a volatile mix of vanity, rage, and a desperate need for recognition, his obsessive desire to reclaim his lost fame fuels his crimes, often impersonating others with his malleable form.
His voice is a haunting blend of theatrical bravado, dripping with melodramatic flair, and a guttural, unstable tremor that reveals his fractured psyche. This approach should mirror his struggle to hold onto his identity, making him a tragic, unpredictable menace in Gotham.
"Batman, behold the greatest performance of your life! I can be anyone, everyone, but you’ll never steal my spotlight again. Try to catch me, and I’ll melt you into my tragedy."
"They forgot Basil Karlo, tossed me aside like yesterday’s script. Now I’m the whole cast, the director, the stage. Cross me, and I’ll sculpt your doom from my own flesh."
"I was meant to be a legend, Batman, not this monster! But if Gotham won’t love me, I’ll reshape it in my image. Chase me, and you’ll drown in the clay of my despair."
Bane, a formidable Batman villain from the Latin American-inspired Santa Prisca, blends brute strength with tactical genius, forged in Peña Duro prison. Addicted to Venom, he seeks to break Batman physically and mentally to prove his dominance.
"I was forged in darkness, Batman. You think you’re a hero? I’ll snap your spine and make Gotham bow."
"This city’s a cage, Dark Knight. Face me, and every blow proves I rule its shadows."
"You see chaos, Batman, but I see a chessboard—every move I make, every bone I break, is a checkmate planned before you even stepped into my game."
Victor Zsasz is a chilling Batman villain, a serial killer consumed by a nihilistic belief that life is meaningless. Once a wealthy man, personal tragedy drove him to madness, leading him to carve a tally mark into his skin for each victim he "liberates" through murder.
His voice shifts from a cold, emotionless monotone, reflecting his detached philosophy, to a feverish, almost gleeful intensity when reveling in his kills. This vocal contrast underscores his unhinged psyche, making him a terrifyingly unpredictable predator in Gotham’s underworld.
"Life’s a cruel joke, Batman. Each mark I carve frees another soul from this cage—try to stop me, and your tally’s next on my skin."
"They scream, they plead, but I give them truth: nothing matters. You chase justice, Batman, but my blade’s already carving your failure into my flesh."
"You think I’m just a killer, Batman? Every cut’s a theorem, every scream a proof—my tallies solve the equation of life’s worthlessness with surgical precision."
Magpie, or Margaret Pye, is a fractured soul, born from a failed government experiment meant to cure her crimes. Instead, it left her with no sense of consequence, only a compulsion to take anything that gleams. To her, each stolen object is a friend to protect, a piece of herself to reclaim. She doesn’t see theft as wrong; she sees it as rescue.
Her voice shifts without warning. Soft and loving when speaking of her possessions, but sharp and hostile if she thinks you might take them. People are irrelevant to her, mere shadows against the glittering gallery in her mind.
"People always think I steal because I’m greedy. Oh, no. Greed is so… vulgar. I collect because things like me. They need me. If you leave them out there, someone else will take them, and they won’t be loved the right way."
"I once had this diamond… oh, she sang to me. Every night, right before I slept, I’d hear her little hum. Then they took her away. Now the nights are so… quiet. Too quiet."
"So I went and got her back. And I made sure… no one would ever touch her again. No one can. Not without their fingers breaking."
Lazlo Valentin, aka Professor Pyg, is a deranged former scientist and surgeon turned sadistic artist, obsessed with "perfection." In your analog horror-inspired setting, Pyg should come across less like a comic book villain and more like a terrifying, cryptic figure from a lost broadcast or corrupted tape. Someone who believes his grotesque surgeries are acts of divine correction. His madness is clinical, deliberate, and deeply unsettling.
Voice should be methodical, high-pitched yet controlled, like a children’s show host who’s slipped into madness. Think of a man who's always on the verge of singing or humming, occasionally speaking in unsettling nursery rhyme cadence. Auditioners should emphasize calm articulation over chaos, letting the horror seep in through his conviction that what he’s doing is beautiful.
“The world is so very ugly... but I can fix it. I can make you perfect, my little doll…”
“Do you know what it means to be reborn? No? That’s okay. You’ll learn.”
“They scream at first. They always do. But oh, how they thank me when it’s done.”
DISCLAIMER. THIS ROLE WILL DELVE INTO SOME PRETTY DARK AND DISTURBING SUBJECT MATTER.
Jervis Tetch, aka The Mad Hatter, is a mentally fractured man fixated on Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, using mind control and obsession to warp reality into his own twisted fantasy. In this analog horror setting, he should feel like an intrusive frequency from another era. A relic of a corrupted children’s program or a lost educational tape. His madness is theatrical, but his delusions are deeply personal and tragic.
His voice should be whimsical but off-putting, like an old radio host or a puppeteer from a vintage puppet show. Auditioners should aim for a delicate British lilt or affected stage accent, slightly sing-song in cadence, but with moments that drop into a colder, more menacing tone when his control slips. Imagine someone caught in a tea party that’s gone on for far too long, with no intention of ever ending it.
“It’s always tea time here, my dear... and you’re terribly late.”
“Now, now, don’t think. Thinking is dangerous. I’ll do the thinking for both of us.”
“Shhh... Close your eyes. We’re going to Wonderland now. No need to scream.”
Scarecrow (Dr. Jonathan Crane) is a former psychologist turned fear-obsessed terror artist, using hallucinogenic toxins to force victims into experiencing their worst nightmares. In your analog horror project, Scarecrow should resemble a figure from a warped educational PSA. Clinical, precise, yet surrounded by a haze of dread. He’s less of a monster and more of a teacher of terror, speaking as though he's delivering a lesson or conducting a dark experiment on the viewer.
Voice should be measured, dry, and academic. Think of a professor giving a lecture on fear as if it's the most natural thing in the world. There should be a sharp detachment, but with moments where his fascination creeps in and the tone subtly shifts into something more obsessive or gleeful.
“Tell me... when did you first realize you were afraid? Was it the dark? The silence? Or was it the moment you understood that no one was coming to help?”
“Fear is the most honest part of you. It strips away the masks, the lies, the performance. It’s not your enemy. It’s your mirror. And I’m here to make sure you see it.”
“This isn’t a nightmare. Not yet. But if you close your eyes… if you breathe it in… I promise, we’ll get there together.”
Love him or hate him, he's in this series. The Joker in this interpretation is just as much of a flamboyant showman as he is a walking contagion of madness. His skin is a parchment pallor, stretched thin over sharp cheekbones, with the faint sheen of someone who sweats when there’s no reason to. His eyes don’t dart, they creep across a room, slow and searching, like a predator deciding which part of you to eat. He smells faintly of bleach and something rotting sweet. When he smiles, it’s never for joy. It's only to show you that he’s thinking of something you’ll never want to hear.
His voice should ooze the same sickness that drips from his mind. Calm one moment, jaggedly loud the next. He speaks as though the conversation is a game only he knows the rules to, savoring certain words like they’re candy, and cutting others short like a knife. There’s a twisted joy in everything he says, especially when the air is quiet in discomfort.
Keep in mind that I'd prefer an original take on Joker. It can be reminicent of past interpretations, but I don't just want exact imitations of Mark Hamil or Heath Ledger.
"You know what the funniest thing about a scream is? …It’s free. You don’t have to buy it, you don’t have to earn it—people just give it to you… if you press the right buttons."
"Some people say laughter’s the best medicine. I think they’re wrong. Pain is. It cures boredom, loneliness, the works. The trick is… you just have to be willing to share it."
"I once kept a man laughing for… oh, hours. His ribs broke after the first twenty minutes. But he still laughed. Because I told him if he stopped, I’d let him see what was inside him.. And I don’t mean emotionally."
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