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capeandcowllogs2009-01-11 06:52 pm
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Entry tags:
Log; Ongoing
WHO: The Joker, Robin(III), and Knives
WHERE: Some rooftop somewhere.
WHEN: Friday, Jan. 11, after sunset.
SUMMARY: The Joker is playing dress up and Tim interrupts.
WARNINGS: Violence for sure, maybe disturbing language. Look, it's the Joker, Robin, and Knives.
FORMAT: Paragraph
Cape flowing around him the Joker stood over the body of his latest victim. The cowl fit a bit awkwardly but it was a bit of a rush job. He'd had to kill a few costume designers before someone agreed to get it done in one night. Of course, he had to bring the heads of the other designers he had killed to get his point across, but sometimes that's what it took.
The body lay on the ground with a dazzling Joker grin on it's face and a bat-symbol carved into its chest. Really, that was sort of improv and not really the Batman's M.O., but he was spicing the character up a bit. Besides, who wanted to be dull, boring, grim Bats all the time? Green Arrow told him on the network he could be anyone he wanted so he figured why the hell not try seeing how it would feel to be Batman?
He was a bit too fashionable for the entire costume though so just opted for the cape and cowl. And his utility belt was mostly full of guns, razors, hand buzzers, and that sort of thing.
"Now I forget," the Joker said, scratching his head a bit at the only other people (well, living people in the alley. It was a family of three... father, mother, and son, huddled against the far corner.
"After I take care of the bad guy, I'm not really supposed to kill them, but don't tell, okay? do I kill you or let you go? I'm really knew to this whole Batman thing. Ahh well, I'll just go with what I usually do and kill you all!"
There were terrified screams as he pulled the trigger, only to have a bannered "BANG!" come out of the barrel.
"Ooh hoo, aha hahahahaha," he howled in laughted. "You should have seen the looks on your faces. Oh, that was priceless. Don't worry, I'm gonna spare your kiddie."
WHERE: Some rooftop somewhere.
WHEN: Friday, Jan. 11, after sunset.
SUMMARY: The Joker is playing dress up and Tim interrupts.
WARNINGS: Violence for sure, maybe disturbing language. Look, it's the Joker, Robin, and Knives.
FORMAT: Paragraph
Cape flowing around him the Joker stood over the body of his latest victim. The cowl fit a bit awkwardly but it was a bit of a rush job. He'd had to kill a few costume designers before someone agreed to get it done in one night. Of course, he had to bring the heads of the other designers he had killed to get his point across, but sometimes that's what it took.
The body lay on the ground with a dazzling Joker grin on it's face and a bat-symbol carved into its chest. Really, that was sort of improv and not really the Batman's M.O., but he was spicing the character up a bit. Besides, who wanted to be dull, boring, grim Bats all the time? Green Arrow told him on the network he could be anyone he wanted so he figured why the hell not try seeing how it would feel to be Batman?
He was a bit too fashionable for the entire costume though so just opted for the cape and cowl. And his utility belt was mostly full of guns, razors, hand buzzers, and that sort of thing.
"Now I forget," the Joker said, scratching his head a bit at the only other people (well, living people in the alley. It was a family of three... father, mother, and son, huddled against the far corner.
"After I take care of the bad guy, I'm not really supposed to kill them, but don't tell, okay? do I kill you or let you go? I'm really knew to this whole Batman thing. Ahh well, I'll just go with what I usually do and kill you all!"
There were terrified screams as he pulled the trigger, only to have a bannered "BANG!" come out of the barrel.
"Ooh hoo, aha hahahahaha," he howled in laughted. "You should have seen the looks on your faces. Oh, that was priceless. Don't worry, I'm gonna spare your kiddie."