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capeandcowllogs2011-12-07 05:22 pm
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Multi-Villain Crime Spree Day One
WHO: The Joker + OPEN
WHERE: City rooftops and streets/Metropolitan Museum of Art
WHEN: Midnight
WARNINGS: Violence, probably
SUMMARY: Joker and a number of other villains raid the museum for quick cash. Joker, however, has his own agenda...
FORMAT: Prose to start, then tagger's choice! Feel free to interact amongst yourselves
The Joker prowled along on the rooftops, watching as others slunk along what shadows they could find on their way to the museum. He did not much care what they did. He was only after a cannon. Every thing else was just a cloak of chaos. Armor of anarchy. Something to protect him from the stuporheroes who would be coming down on them the moment they breached the museum and some idiot tripped the alarm system.
He edged his way along the building and looked across the street at the Metropolitan, its white columns still aglow in the light of traffic and the flashing neons of the city that never slept. What darkness was provided on those stairs seemed to already be sheltering the quick flutter of teenage couples looking for a place away from prying eyes. Well, no thief went in through the front anyway.
His gaze swept towards the roof. The edges were illuminated from below but nobody looked up anymore. That was Batman's edge back home.
....Batman...
His heart ached for his nemesis. How he missed hating that man.
Soon, darling. I'll be home for Christmas!
Home once he turned a cannon upon Lachesis.
WHERE: City rooftops and streets/Metropolitan Museum of Art
WHEN: Midnight
WARNINGS: Violence, probably
SUMMARY: Joker and a number of other villains raid the museum for quick cash. Joker, however, has his own agenda...
FORMAT: Prose to start, then tagger's choice! Feel free to interact amongst yourselves
The Joker prowled along on the rooftops, watching as others slunk along what shadows they could find on their way to the museum. He did not much care what they did. He was only after a cannon. Every thing else was just a cloak of chaos. Armor of anarchy. Something to protect him from the stuporheroes who would be coming down on them the moment they breached the museum and some idiot tripped the alarm system.
He edged his way along the building and looked across the street at the Metropolitan, its white columns still aglow in the light of traffic and the flashing neons of the city that never slept. What darkness was provided on those stairs seemed to already be sheltering the quick flutter of teenage couples looking for a place away from prying eyes. Well, no thief went in through the front anyway.
His gaze swept towards the roof. The edges were illuminated from below but nobody looked up anymore. That was Batman's edge back home.
....Batman...
His heart ached for his nemesis. How he missed hating that man.
Soon, darling. I'll be home for Christmas!
Home once he turned a cannon upon Lachesis.
Assuming Villain-Con goes as planned - and Open
He slid across the ground, a trail of sand against the ground, headied for the museum. It wasn't the most subtle approach, but other than a couple of shocked glances, it wasn't bringing in too much attention. Only really noticeable if you were paying attention.