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Once she realizes her mistake, however, she has little use for the madmen she makes, though she does tolerate them hanging about. Usually, once they've spent some time away from her, they come to their senses, although they are never quite the same again.
 
Once she realizes her mistake, however, she has little use for the madmen she makes, though she does tolerate them hanging about. Usually, once they've spent some time away from her, they come to their senses, although they are never quite the same again.
  
Mad Maudlin spends most of her UnderLondon time in the [[Infernum]], known for its fiery gin houses and the mists that she claims eases the burning in her mind.
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Mad Maudlin spends most of her UnderLondon time in the [[Infernum]], known for its fiery gin houses and the mists that she claims eases the burning in her mind. She is something of a legend in both Londons, however, for her Bedlam Boys all [http://sniff.numachi.com/pages/tiBEDLMBOY;ttBEDLMBOY.html| sing a song] about her, occasionally adding verses as they experience new things while following her adoringly.
===Bedlam Boys===
 
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam<br>
 
Ten thousand miles I traveled<br>
 
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes<br>
 
For to save her shoes from gravel.<br>
 
 
 
  Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys<br>
 
  Bedlam boys are bonny<br>
 
  For they all go bare and they live by the air<br>
 
  And they want no drink or money.<br>
 
 
 
I now repent that ever<br>
 
Poor Tom was so disdain-ed<br>
 
My wits are lost since him I crossed<br>
 
Which makes me thus go chained<br>
 
 
 
I went down to Satan's kitchen<br>
 
For to get me food one morning<br>
 
And there I got souls piping hot<br>
 
All on the spit a-turning<br>
 
 
 
There I took up a caldron<br>
 
Where boiled ten thousand harlots<br>
 
Though full of flame I drank the same<br>
 
To the health of all such varlets<br>
 
 
 
My staff has murdered giants<br>
 
My bag a long knife carries<br>
 
For to cut mince pies from children's thighs<br>
 
And feed them to the fairies<br>
 
 
 
The spirits white as lightening<br>
 
Would on me travels guide me<br>
 
The stars would shake and the moon would quake<br>
 
Whenever they espied me<br>
 
 
 
No gypsy, slut or doxy<br>
 
Shall win my mad Tom from me<br>
 
I'll weep all night, with stars I'll fight<br>
 
The fray shall well become me<br>
 
 
 
And when that I'll be murdering<br>
 
The Man in the Moon to the powder<br>
 
His staff I'll break, his dog I'll shake<br>
 
And there'll howl no demon louder<br>
 
 
 
So drink to Tom of Bedlam<br>
 
Go fill the seas in barrels<br>
 
I'll drink it all, well brewed with gall<br>
 
And maudlin drunk I'll quarrel<br>
 
 
 
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam<br>
 
Ten thousand years I have traveled<br>
 
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes<br>
 
For to save her shoes from gravel.<br>
 

Latest revision as of 15:51, 6 November 2010

Mad Maudlin haunts both London Above, though all the police know to look out for her. They say she is a doxie carrying a terrible form of clap that must be contained, before it spreads to the city. They consider her some deranged Typhoid Mary of prostitutes, although the reality is much stranger: her kiss alone can make men mad, and the number of men who occupy the shriek-filled halls of Bedlam Hospital due to her affections is terrifying to contemplate.

In truth, everyone knows that Mad Maudlin ("Maud," for short) is looking for the one whose kiss made her mad - Tom O'Bedlam, the first inmate of the terrible Bedlam hospital. Every so often, she mistakes some poor fool for her dear Tom and stalks him mercilessly, not understanding why he won't come and love her, until she corners him and kisses him...and realizes the truth. In days, the man is stark raving mad - one of her "Bedlam Boys," whose madnesses are as myriad and different as they, save for one commonality: slavish devotion to their dear Miss Maud.

Once she realizes her mistake, however, she has little use for the madmen she makes, though she does tolerate them hanging about. Usually, once they've spent some time away from her, they come to their senses, although they are never quite the same again.

Mad Maudlin spends most of her UnderLondon time in the Infernum, known for its fiery gin houses and the mists that she claims eases the burning in her mind. She is something of a legend in both Londons, however, for her Bedlam Boys all sing a song about her, occasionally adding verses as they experience new things while following her adoringly.