Catwoman
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The world is full of Gems and Fools Gold, I'm a Diamond
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Post by Catwoman on May 7, 2005 12:50:32 GMT -5
Selina was content in her seat. Everything was going purrfect and she was very thankful for the cats sudden appearence. After all, it was something to distract her from the boresome arrogance of the people in this room. " What is your name little kitty?..Isis..what a lovely little name" she was a beautiful cat indeed, a soft small frame that seemed long and graceful. Like a feline should seem, Selina would take her home, feed her and set her free to the world again. If she happened to come back, as many often did to her small apartment then she was more than welcomed. It would put a smile on Selina's face that was for sure. She wasn't quite sure why she liked this cat so much, maybe because in a way she seemed to remind her of herself. Like someone who deserved the riches in life but for now was in the dumps. Or well, as dumpy as she could get for the moment.
Finally the man came towards her and she smiled to him before he caught sights of the cat. " Come darling..you should get rid of that hidious thing...I think its time we go on off for our own little game of fun." she had to restrain herself from the distasteful proposition he gave. As much as she hated this life, it was all she had for now, all she could do before she hit it big and Oh she would hit it big. " How about I leave her in the car..or you don't get to play.." his face wrenched a bit in disgust before a sigh and nod. " Oh all right. Now get that fine thing moving." when she stood up and turned to move towards the exit. His hand moved quick to grab at her buttocks. Ok, a twitch and just go with it Selina. He laughed grossly and they started to move before the cat began to hiss oddly. An angry meow coming from her lips before she bolted out of Selina's arm and took off running in some direction.
As Selina turned to try and grab her, shots went off towards the ceiling and Selina ducked down under a table. Her arms reaching to take cover over her head. The voice, it was so cold and irritating that spoke out into the crowd. Trinkets on the floor..Oh hell there was no way she was giving up this beautiful diamond necklace to them. A gift from the old fart she could care less about, who now had his hands in the air far away from her. She had moved quick to take her cover, her reflexes were always extraordinary. With haste she moved to undo the soft necklace. It was long and elegant, a gold trimming with a set of four smaller diamonds out lining a slightly larger one. Diamond earrings hanging long from her ears, All Tiffany brand. No way in hell. Quickly she let the jewellry slide into the special compartment she often wore just between her bust. In case she snagged something from someone. When they fell into the pouch, she grasped a long gold necklace and threw it into the open with the rest of the womens jewels. It wasn't as wealthy as the other by far, but it held a bit of value. Not enough for Selina to care.
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Post by chasemeridian on May 7, 2005 15:55:52 GMT -5
A trimmed brow arched at the sudden silence beyond the library doors, she had been behind to many shelves to notice let alone pay attention to anyone entering or leaving the room at all. But when the steady hum of the party ceased, Chase was quite aware of it, too aware of it. Tucking a lock of hair back behind her diamond studded ear, the promising Psychologist moved quickly and quietly to the large double doors, her breath coming quickly, her nerves on edge, something wasn’t right beyond the doors.
Carefully her slender fingers wrapped around one of the ornate knobs and slowly turned it, opening the door a tiny crack, but wide enough so she could see beyond it, “ Oh.” She allowed the two-letter sound to exit her lips in a shallow breath. Across the large foyer type room stood a very menacing looking fellow, as well as familiar. Her face almost instantly paled, but her mind sparked with curiosity at such a prospecting mind to study, but it seemed now she would never have the chance.
Her sharp gaze took in the stature of the man presiding over his goons, he had presence and even without his two toned suit and marred face she figured he would still indeed have that presence, one that could hold an entire room of Eskimos while he proceeded to sell each and every one an igloo. Frowning, Chase wondered what to do, find another way out of the library she had wandered into, stay put, or go out and become a victim of the looters like everyone else, no chance of that, she liked her diamond earrings and the escapee could go to hell. Quickly she slipped the earrings off and tucked them safely onto inside of her bra beneath her dress, sure they’d make her uncomfortable there, but at least she’d still have them.
Once the task of saving her earrings was complete, Chase slipped out of the library and settled herself into the back of the room, hoping she would go unnoticed and they would never miss the fact she hadn’t thrown any items into the pile of wallets and jewelry.
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Harvey Dent
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I did what needed to be done...
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Post by Harvey Dent on May 7, 2005 19:01:55 GMT -5
Loads of wallets, chains, watches... oh it was a good haul. "Ladies... if you think you are going to get away with your precious earrings and whatnots that you hide in your brassiers... YOU ARE MISTAKEN!" He patted the two women on their rears that stood next to him. They smirked at one another-one blonde in white, the other brunette in black. Obviously they related to the two sides of Harvey Dent. Obviously, they weren't always playing the part of one innocent and one not.
"Honey... Saphire... go get your haul... take what you want and need my darlings..." the voice was obviously Harvey's, not as rhapsy and harsh... softer and sweeter. His eyes scanned the women as they grabbed the hair of the women and pulled their heads back-pulling harder on the elder women. Saphire was just as bad as Two-face, heartless... angry... rude. Honey was the opposite, just she still had a harsh side of her. The screams of the elder women were loud and high pitched.
Two-Face glared this way and that... "Where the hell is our host?" His voice was a growl. "Search the premisis... find him!" Bruce Wayne... where the hell was he. Growling he moved up to Commisioner Gorden eyeing the man. "Where is our host, old man? We need to find him and thank him for hospitality." He grinned before turning and eyeing the group, however before Honey or Saphire could get to Selina or Chase... he called them back. "Goons... get your ass finding our host!" He grinned before pulling the two women closer.
The pile of jewelery and whatnot had been huge, but it had been cleared by his 'goons' and his two girls. The girls had created their own nice pile of goods... which the goons had cleared as well. Now they just had to find the host.
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Catwoman
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The world is full of Gems and Fools Gold, I'm a Diamond
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Post by Catwoman on May 7, 2005 23:54:40 GMT -5
Finally Selina slide out from under the table. Of course only after she was sure her little gems were secure. Oh she would rather scratch all their eyes out then give those beauties up. If there was one thing Selina would protect it was the thing she cared most about, riches. And right now, they would be wise not to threaten them.
The girls were busy with the older women and the rough handling of the kind made her own eyes slowly narrow. Such a sick display really. Selina didn't like violence much, at least not when it came to innocent people. She could feel her hands slowly clenching together. The girls were moving closer to her, closer and closer. 'Come on..a little closer and I'll show you to show respect to your elders' her mind spoke in an instant.
Suddenly they turned on Leslie. A rather kind and gentle older woman whom Selina had known for now quite a while. It seemed like they always attended the same functions, and that was much Selina's privlege of course. She loved Leslie, she was a woman that she could look up to. So kind and generous, something Selina never could picture herself as. " Hey! Leave you alone before I show you how a real lady acts." Selina never backed down from any situation she felt her voice should be heard. And especially when it involved her friends. Her fists her clenched now and eyes narrowed at the two girls who had managed to slip by her on their way to their boss. The look they gave her was like death.
Suddenly Selina moved towards Leslie and her hands took the older womans. A concerned look coming over her. " Leslie..are you alright?" " Oh I'm fine Selina. I've had my share of roughness and that was not even close." she would have laughed given any other situation but now was not the time. Now was the time to just well, try and behave herself other than the outburst.
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Batman
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"My life is really... complex"
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Post by Batman on May 8, 2005 23:36:10 GMT -5
With the commotion of the cat invading the party Bruce was distracted from the chaos outside with the kidnappers and his sidekick. He’d slipped into the kitchen for a moment, only to return with a saucer of milk for the feline. He knelt before Selina, setting the saucer onto the floor before reaching up to scratch the cat behind the ears. “See, no harm done that can’t be repaired,’ he stated for Selina’s benefit. Bruce stood, taking a step back from Miss. Kyle and her new friend.
A tap on the shoulder caused him to break off for a moment. “Master Wayne, might I have a word with you in private?” He recognized that look on Alfred’s face as one that should not be ignored. “Will you excuse me?” Bruce winked to Selina, before turning to follow his butler into the solarium, closing the doors behind him. “Young master Dick has gone missing Sir, I think he might have taken your words earlier a bit harshly…” “I’ll check the security feeds. Can you-” Just then the sound of gunfire made them both stand at attention. Neither needed prompting as to what to do next. Bruce jogged to the large mirror at the far end of the room, depressing a switch that made the glassed in panel slide back and to the side. He and Alfred stepped into the narrow passageway. The mirror slid back into place as they ran though the darkness toward Bruce’s office. Once inside they entered the Batcave and as Bruce donned the mantel of the Bat, Alfred brought the mansion’s internal security system on to the main screens of the main computer.
“My god… is that the former district attorney Harvey Dent?” Alfred’s voice was on the verge of shock. Bruce pulled the cowl over his face, his eyes narrowing on the sight before him. “No, that was Dent.” He retorted, turning to enter the Batmobile. It wasn’t necessary for him to use the car to simply pull around to the east entrance, but the illusion of Bruce Wayne would not be shattered. “See what you can do about locating Robin, I’ll take care of this,” He ordered.
The slick black car crashed though the wrought iron gates with ease, roaring though the side courtyard as fire licked out of the tail engine. Sliding to the side, he parked the car before the stairs and leapt out of the cockpit. A steel toed boot kicked open the heavy doors and he entered. Immediately he reacted to the chaos, his fist reaching out to punch a goon, and then hip toss him to the side and into a marble topped dry-sink. Internally Bruce winced as he watched the marble crack under the stress as the goon’s head made contact. That antique has been one of his mother’s prized possessions. But he moved on.
With a flick of his wrist he pulled out a Batarang with a long lanyard attached. As he threw it out, one end stuck fast into the adjacent wall and he pulled tight on the rope, swinging his arm forward. As the thin almost transparent line whiskered though the air, it caught two of Harvey’s goons at the throat and knocked them off their feet. Batman dropped to one knee, wrapping the first at the feet and then the left hand, hogtieing him with the near unbreakable cord. The second was coughing and getting to his feet, bringing a gun up to fire upon the seemingly occupied vigilante.
His fist thrust upward sharply, breaking the goon’s arm with one blow, and as he hunched cradling the limb, Batman’s boot kicked up and then straight down as he axe-kicked the man at the back of the neck. He fell like a sack of potatoes to the floor. His cape flared out as he was on the move again, heading for the main foyer as he quietly spoke to Alfred. “Any word on Robin?” “Yes Sir… but I think…” “No time. Tell him to get in costume, now." “But Sir…” “What is it Alfred?” “Master Dick… has been kidnapped!” Batman felt his heart leap into his throat at the words. But somehow he managed to answer. “Was Dent involved?” “I don’t believe so sir, the video timestamp states this occurred before the attack… on the South side of the property…” That was near the wooded part of the property and close to the Batcave. As far as escape routes that one was limited. Whoever had been there would have to know the grounds very well to make such a clean escape. Certainly not the MO of someone so crazed as Harvey Dent was acting. That was a calculated move. “Find out everything you can.”
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Harvey Dent
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I did what needed to be done...
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Post by Harvey Dent on Jun 29, 2005 21:51:17 GMT -5
Before he could even go and track down Bruce Wayne, his eyes widened at the fact that Batman came at such a glance. “Well! A bat…. I suppose it’s only right, “ he seemed to say with a saddened expression, “it is night time after all.” With that, ‘two face’ seemed to laugh and grab Sapphire’s rear. “Get the bags, you too Honey… lets go…” at home, he knew that Sugar and Spice- Honey and Sapphire’s twins would love the prizes they brought home.
Surprisingly, Honey had already slipped out with two bags of loot and was already sitting in the getaway car, instructing more and more goons to head in and distract the bat. “Go, go go!!” she squeeled with her perky voice. From a com-link inside the car, another, just as perky voice sprung up.
“Honey!! Hurry, the radio says cops are on the way!”
“Thanks Suga!” Honey said into the radio before seeing Sapphire run out with the other two bags of loot. “C’mon Saphy! Suga says more coppa’s are on tha way!” Sapphire nodded and put everything in the back seat, a goon was already in the drivers seat just waiting for Two Face.
“Open the trunk… lowlife.” Sapphire ordered the goon, who did as he was told-seeing as Spice and Sapphire scared him and most goons. Sapphire smirked and pulled out a Finnish Maxim model m/32-09, slammed back into the doorway and began to fire into the ceiling. “C’mon lover… lets go.” She ordered Harvey with a wink.
At the moment the first round of shots went off, everyone was on the ground and Harvey, rather Two Face was tiptowing, tapdancing and laughing through the crowd. “Man you HAVE to feel the love right there…” he laughed as his own goons got the crap beat out of them by Batman. By now Sapphire was shooting randomly towards Batman, creating a distraction.
Just as he moved to the door, he grabbed Sapphire by the stomach and ran out and down the stairs with her in tow, still firing off shots towards Wayne manor. “Twoey… I didn’t get to play with Wayne!!” she whined as they ran, and entered the car. His eyes rolled as the car sped off, and two looking just like it rolled as well. Then all three split at the entrance/exit of the manor.
Inside his car, Two-face looked at Sapphire dumbfounded. “You whine you didn’t get to torture Wayne… who the hell cares now! We have a bat to catch and kill!” All three in the back smiled, picturing how the news would spread through the ‘evil’ community that TWOface killed Batman.
"Oh... the bat.... will fly no more, trust me my lovelies."
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Catwoman
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The world is full of Gems and Fools Gold, I'm a Diamond
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Post by Catwoman on Jun 30, 2005 14:08:41 GMT -5
When Bruce Wayne had entered the party, it lit up with life. Something about him made people stare, people talk, people whisper. Of course, Selina wasn't much for rumors or whispers, but she couldn't help but let her eyes stare at the man. Just for a bit of course. Because within seconds they were back on the cat. And just as quick as she looked away Bruce was bending before her, setting a saucer before her feet for the cat.
She stared at the saucer a moment before eyeing the charming Mister Wayne. " Well Mister Wayne...Seems your reputation doesn't do you justice. Its misleading." she spoke so soft yet fluid and with a smile that was perfected and white. "You know how to get to a animal lovers heart. To bad some of us aren't as easily seducted or I'd be swooning right now." she was of course just joking around, not meaning anything insulting or taking anything the wrong way. And hey, a dangerous flirt was never a bad thing.
When Bruce was ushered out by his help, Selina turned all her full attentions back to the cat, or well almost full. She still watched from the corner of her eyes the man leave. Such preculiar behavior. And just in time because the man busted in. The shooting began, the cat had darted off and Selina was left like so many other women to stand confronted by horrible little greedy monsters. If anyone deserved the goods these women had it certainly wasn't those three.
She was soar now and when she helped Leslie up, you could see the anger in her eyes. Just then the trio and goods were gone and there was gun shots. Selina could feel herself duck just a bit before turning towards a blonde woman she had come to see in the papers. A miss Chase. " Something sure as hell is going on out there.." and when she like so many others moved to the door way they saw it. Batman. He was there and the others were shooting at him. Of course, Selina could throw herself in there, but risk breaking a nail? No way.
She instead just watched the man fight, work and she was transfixed. Something about him was so familiar and something about him screamed ideas. Yes big plans to come. Something inside her was becoming inspired...
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Dick Grayson
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"Out of everyone I thought you'd understand. You watched your parents die too."
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Post by Dick Grayson on Oct 30, 2005 14:21:02 GMT -5
A groan pulled from uncovered mouth. There was a throbbing pain in his head, like a drum major was pounding a giant tom on his brain. Brows knitted together in pain. He felt like he was reeling, moving in slow groggy bobbing motions as he started to come to. Trying to move a ripple of pain shot through his body. Head jerked back as he howled in pain. Everything around him was a blur, spinning almost. Eyes couldn’t focus on anything at all. Let alone where he was. Pieces of memory floated back and forth through his mind nothing making sense.
Dick jerked once again trying to move. He was bound in such away, that one movement one direction would pull against a tied wrist in an opposite direction. Dry throat and mouth tried to swallow for something. Already broken rib seemed even worse. Pain. That’s all he felt again. Stomach churned. The inexperienced mix of alcohol, the chloroform and gut wrenching pain caused a chain reaction. Muscles in his abs contracted as he lost the contents of his stomach onto the concert ground. Coughing and spitting to try and get the taste out of his mouth. Eyes opened once again looking around him. The room was dark. Now way of knowing which end was north, east, south or west. Groaning he tried to focus on anything tangible.
Sweat was beading up against his forehead, rolling down his brow. Hair was a mess, some strands clung to his forehead. His horse voice growled in anger as he yelled out. It was no use. He was alone. How could he have been so stupid. Anger had blinded him, he was upset at Bruce. Voice echoed in the room again as he struggled against the restrains. Each digging deeper into his flesh. Feet tried to move against the ground to push the chair. It hopped once in his jerking. The pain was torture but he had to try something. Dick Grayson hated to play the victim. The metal chair clanked against the concrete ground as he fell over. Rolling to his side with arms tied behind him his cheek rested against the cool solid ground. He yelled again in frustration, as he slowed his breathing down. Letting the coolness of the ground pressed against his flesh sooth him. Tongue licked against his lips moistening them, as he opened his mouth again to breath in ragged breaths against dry throat. He whispered once before giving into the darkness of an unconscious state once again. “…Bruce…”
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Batman
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"My life is really... complex"
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Post by Batman on Dec 16, 2005 20:42:27 GMT -5
“Enough!” he shouted, pivoting and then pushing out with his leather gloved hand. He struck Two-Face’s goon straight up across the jaw. The man’s teeth clicked together hard, and he went sprawling across the floor; knocking over a large round table in the process. Flower and glass went sprawling, water splashed amid the shards. Batman’s boots crunched over the petals and glass, stalking toward the front door as party goers scattered. He hard the thud of a car door, a scrap of manacle laughter as he came to the foyer.
Batman didn’t even bother to look in the direction of the next thug; his Tazer zapped him hard in the chest, augmented for twice the punch – the water being a perfect conductor for the bolt. A hand came up, calling out a command over the transceiver to the remote linkup on the Batmobile. Two-Face’s car was pulling away as he came to the mouth of the exit. He stood there in the middle of the driveway, just as the huge hulking piece of machinery turfed out the lawns and came to shuddering halt a few inches from him.
It was tie for him to make a choice. Would the needs of the few, outweigh the needs of the many? His jaw tightened as he climbed into the cockpit of the all terrain vehicle. If the choice was anyone else’s to make, he would expect the unselfish one. “Alfred. Send me a linkup to the manor’s tape surveillance.” With that he went into a mechanical mode. He listened to the tapes in the background, tapped into the police bandwidth in order to track Two-Face and drove like the devil himself was at his coattails.
The Batmobile tore up the road leading to the main bridge en-route to the lower district, the impressive bumper of ridged corrugated metal bumping hard against the back of the car. Police sirens wailed, in the background, decorating the area with flashing lights of blue and red. A grapnel hook ejected out from the front of the mobile, hitting home in the back of the sedan. Gloved fingers depressed buttons, shortening the reinforced line as he closed the gap.
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The Joker
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"I was playing poker with Tatot cards the other night....I got a full house and four people died."
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Post by The Joker on Feb 20, 2006 3:01:43 GMT -5
Clouds floated over Gotham, much like usual. A bold of lightning shot through the sky and a deafening clap of thunder shook windows for miles. However deep in the darkness which seemingly engulfed this city at all times, a man smiled. As he walked through the rain in his dark trenchcoat and wide hat his smile could still be seen. It was time to leave his mark on Gotham. Stopping at the corner he looked in a puddle on the street, and for a moment he though about the past. How had he become this way? Sometimes he remembered it one way, sometimes it was another way, not that he really cared anymore....he was what he was. First thing he needed was money, not much at first, after all thats how you caught the attention of the Bat. He walked into a 24 hour convience store and wandered the isles for a long time before making his way to the register. "Can i help you with somethin?" the dirty man behinf the register asked. "Why yes actually, hehehe." The Joker reached into his coat and took out a playing card, flipping it around between his fingers he slowly looked up at the man, revealing his face. The attendent took a step back. "I would like all of your money that you have in the register, on your person, in any safe which could be located on location..." The joker looked around for a moment and smiled. "And this pack of gum." he said as he took a pack of wintergreen gum and placed it in his pocket. "what makes you think i'm gonna do all of that?" the man questioned. "why the answer is easy my good man, because if you dont there are two options. One I simply kill you and let the next customer find you.....the second is well....." The Joker threw the card at the counter, its razor edge sunk into the hard surface. "You can imagine what that will feel like." he said as he took another card out of his coat. the man stuttered for a moment before opening the register and pouring the money on the counter, then his wallet. "aww no safe?" the Joker asked with his twisted smile. "We dont have one.....we never do much business and well, its just not worth the money to install one." he said in his defense. "Well then.. Considering your fine shop here," he traced his finger along the counter, looking at the dust which was on his glove. "doesn't seem to care enough about itself to have a safe....they how safe can you really be?" hehehehehehehhehe
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The woman walked towards the Quick-Stop on her way home from work, she was tired having worked all day and she just wanted to get her pack of cigaretts before goign home, watching a movie, and going to sleep. Opening the door to the shop a loud scream pierced through the night air. Hunched over the counter was the attendant, a Joker card imbedded in the counter inches from his face, that wasn't what made her scream. It was the seemingly painful smile which was on his face. "hehehehehehehehehe" he laughed by force. Using her cell phone she called the police.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Joker was long gone by the time the woman had gotten there, he sighed slightly as he walked through the rain once again. He knew of a place where he could easily hide, and yet fit right in. Soon all of Gotham would know who the Joker was..........after all, he is the clown prince of crime. He tilted his head back down, walking through the dark streets so only his smile could be seen.
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The Joker
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"I was playing poker with Tatot cards the other night....I got a full house and four people died."
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Post by The Joker on Feb 21, 2006 2:19:55 GMT -5
The Joker sat in the dark corner of the "hole in the wall" bar, waiting for someone. As he waited he took out a deck of cards out and began to amuse himself with card tricks, he so hated waiting. As he flipped the cards around his fingers a lone man entered the bar, slowly made his way over to the corner and sat across from the Joker. "I...I managed to find the people you wanted....." he said nervously. "Good.....and about a place for me to hang my hat?...so to speak." "I found that too, an old amusment park just out of the city, just like you asked......" The Joker laughed slightly and raised the brim of his hat so the man could see his face, "And you're sure the people are as good as you say?" he held the joker card between his index and middle finger. "Of yes, all murders and mental patients and overall freaks." "And whats wrong with being a freak my good man? By my standards, YOU'RE the freak......" he began to laugh, and soon several other people in the bar were seemingly echoing his laugh. The solitary man looked around nervously before realizing that the people in the bar with him were all members of various sideshow acts. The bearded woman sat across from the fat woman, four crazed looking midgets sat around a circular table playing poker, a behometh of a man stood in the other corner, there was also a tall lanky man covered in black. "The way i see it my good man, i owe you for managing to locate more people for my little group of merry men, and a place to stay......In face i think ill give you the greatest gift of all......hehehehehehehe...A Childs laughter." the joker began to laugh loudly as the giant man took out a bag from behind the bar, opening it the man saw his child. "What are you doing? I did what you asked!" "Very true my friend, very true. However now you know my place of residence. And we cant have that." The joker took a marble out of his pocket and threw it at the child, it collided with his chest bursting into a small puff of smoke, then the sound of a childs laughter began to emit from the boy. His father watched in horr as his sons once happy face was warped and twisted into a overwhelming grin. He turned to look at the Joker and before he could say a word the Joker placed his right hand on the mans chest, sending several thousand volts of electricity through him. His body smoked as it fell to the ground.
"ba da, ba da, ba da, THATS ALL FOLKS!...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"
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Harvey Dent
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I did what needed to be done...
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Post by Harvey Dent on Feb 22, 2006 11:57:34 GMT -5
That’s when they all noticed the large mobile behind them. “Shit we have company…. Girls! Take your toys and begin doing what you do best!” He laughed and began to climb to the front as Honey and Sapphire leaned out the windows and began to shoot wildly at the car behind them, the Batmobile.
Laughter arose out of the twisted mouth as Two-Face pulled his goon from the front seat and forced himself into the drivers side. For a moment the car lost control-but he quickly gained it back. Two Face always gained control. He laughed as he pulled the transistor that talked from one car to another to his face and said in a soft and mild manor tone that was once Harvey Dent. “Good Afternoon ladies and gents, this is your captains speaking… it looks like we will be having technical difficulties. In a few short moments you will see as I go around you goons, leaving YOU to deal with the Bat that YOU should have dealt with earlier!” the ending was obviously not Harvey… but then again, when was it lately?
The girls squealed in delight as the car speeded past their companion who made a sharp U’y and ended facing the Batmobile. Honey was still leaning out the window as she smirked and waved. “Bye-ya batsey! Oh bye Bill, Boris, Euginie and Ralphy! Nice knowin yas!” She squeaked as Sapphire pulled her in by her blonde hair and brow rose with a playful demeanor. “Oh Sapphy!” Honey squealed as she brought her companion in for a passionate kiss. Out of the four girls Two Face had collected for himself and Harvey, Sapphire and Honey were his favorites- although the twin teams of Sapphire and Spice as well as Sugar and Honey weren’t sooo bad.
“Girls don’t finish without papa bear!” he growled playfully as the car sped towards the Gotham Bridge. He smiled halfway as he looked into the rearview mirror, seeing a deformed eye stare back at him. “Get ready to jump ladies!” a rough voice came from the driver, Two Face. He put the car on speed control and grabbed the man known as Ernie back to the wheel. “You know what to do there…” Harvey patted his cohort on the head and jumped back into the back seat.
Honey and Sapphire had the doors open already as they looked over the edge of the bridge. The barge came just as planned-as their means out incase what happened did happen. Ernie grabbed his crucifix and said a short prayer before turning the car sharply towards the water. The breaking of the wood and metal that railed the driving world off from the river broke against the force and Two Face pushed the two girls out, and followed suit. “Jer-on-imo!” came his yell as the car flew passed the barge and landed in the water, and the three outlaws landed on soft garbage.
Two Face inhaled deeply as he smirked. “Ahh the smell of victory.” He hissed as the two girls giggled with glee and picked up the discarded bags of jewelry and cash and other valuables.
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The Joker
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"I was playing poker with Tatot cards the other night....I got a full house and four people died."
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Post by The Joker on Feb 22, 2006 12:56:45 GMT -5
The Joker sat in his new home at the abandoned amusment park. His own personal freaks were all around, keeping him company. He finally felt like he belonged somewhere, however he had work to do. His gand had been collecting money and items for a couple of days now and he wasn't sure how to go about his big plan. Standing up he walked out to the little terrace which overlooked the river, facing Gotham. This city would be his one way or another. He tilted his head slightly when he was a people jump to a barge from a car. "Guess the bat is bust tonight..." he giggled loudly. The stong man and the psychotic midgets walked into the room behind him. "Boss, we got what yeh wanted.." the strong man slowly said, making the joker turn to look him in the only eye which he could see through the burlap sack. "Good. These chrmicals and other objects will.....wait.. you are my lackys why am i telling you my plan?," He handed them another list he took out of his pocked as he walked into the room. "Heres the final list, once you have these we'll be ready to move on." he watched them as they walked out of the room to continue their mission.
Looking at the plans he had laid out on the table he couldn't help but laugh. Once he managed to get to the Gotham subway things would work out perfectly. From the subway he could gain access to the city's water, and releasing his little toxin in the subway would be a gas.
The Serpent lady walked in, looking over his shoulder she asked, " Joker, why would we release it in the subway as well as the water?"
The Joker turned to look at her with a wide grin on his face, "the answer is actually simple my dear snake charmer." He held up a glass of water. "Would you drink the water in this city?" he threw the glass aganist the far wall and kicked the serpent lady out of the room. He want back to the terrace and watched as the barge slowly drifted past, he could see two face and hsi girls. "robbery....how.....quaint...hehehehehehehehHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" he laughed loud enough for everyone enarby to hear him, even two face.
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Ra's Al Ghul
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"My admiration for you is well founded, detective."
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Post by Ra's Al Ghul on Feb 24, 2006 4:28:16 GMT -5
Kailash Tibet
An athletic frame stepped out of the massive bath, walking sure-footedly to retrieve a robe from the small table of towels adjacent the pool. Although he sported a head of peppered with grey and black, no one could possibly suspect that the man was ageless. He stood at an impressive height of six foot five, his body weight; a solid mass of 215 lbs of hard muscle. His eyes glint an intensive sharp green. “Ubu, has my daughter checked in yet?” “Yes Sir, she’s just now telephoned. Would you like to take the call in your bedchambers?” “That would be perfect, thank you.”
Without breaking stature, Ra’s strolled though ornate hallways, past various works of art and black-clad men at practice. Closing the doors to his private quarters he walked to the desk and took up the antique telephone. “I trust you’ve not disappointed me, Talia.” He waited for her replay, nodding and then offering his own. “He is not to know your connection to his kidnapping. Let him believe that you are also a prisoner. I’ll drop the necessary hints to our intrepid Mr. Wayne to secure your ‘rescue’. I assume that you’ll do what is necessary to glean the Mr. Grayson’s …adoration.”
He replaced the phone on the hook and then began to pack. Once he was finished, he changed his attire and walked out into the gardens to cleanse his mind and body for the tasks that were before him. Eyes closed. Air was pulled in though his nostrils, cold clean and crisp; how he loved the untainted fragrance of the snow capped mountains. Out through the mouth; Ra’s let out all of the foul blemished thoughts and energies that he’d been holding inside. Six men descended silently from above. He didn’t hear them, he didn’t smell them. He sensed them; just as he’d sensed exactly what he wanted from Bruce Wayne. His eyes flashed open.
A knifed hand flashed out, blocking the encroaching sword at the hilt. His form ducked, sweeping out to take down the black-clad ninja at the knees. His fall was anticipated by the others, each swinging their own weapon as they all engaged him at once. With the grace of a ballet dancer and the deadly accuracy of a man who’d spent his life studying the arts of martial Ra’s took them down. The men were not overly injured, but he was satisfied that his retaliation was a through workout for all. Had he been fighting with all of his will, none of them would be left alive. He bowed to them. “You are all improving quite well. Thomas, your accuracy with the Katana is far better than when last you squared off with me in the practice ring. And you were all flawless in your obfuscated approach.” Without another word Ra’s retreated from the men and walked to the meditation chambers.
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The Joker
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"I was playing poker with Tatot cards the other night....I got a full house and four people died."
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Post by The Joker on Feb 27, 2006 2:39:02 GMT -5
The Joker walked finally calmed down from his laughter and walked back inside, turnign his back on the water. Walking towards the main entrance he picked up the paper and began to read it, smiling when he was that his little jokes were getting press. He was becomming the best comedian in the whole city, everyone was reading about him in this evenings paper. He walked outside into the night air on the old boardwalk and breathed deeply. "Ah, the smell of gotham....." he began to cough violently. "nothing like it." he mumbled. He looked around for a moment, it was dead around him, nothing moved, no sound was made...... He already had a feeling about what was going to happen.
A bright light flashed on him from above and he looked at the ground and frowned. "And it was going to be such a good night too...... Oh well, it'll still be fun. HAHAHAHAHA!" He began to run down the boardwalk as fast as he could. The light easily followed him over the wooden planks as he ran. Upon reaching the end he looked left, then right. He was bet by a flood of flashing red and blue lights. Backing up a few steps he began to run towards the end of the boardwalk once again, cutting in between two stands. The fine police of gotham flooded the boardwalk like a flood of light. Following the edge of the railing the Joker tried to be as silent as he could, slowly making his way back towards the city. Looking over his shoulder he lifted an electical panel from an overhead light which had been turned off. Punching in several digets of code he giggled slightly, tryint to be silent. He reached into a bag and took out a small sack and got ready to run.
Fire filled the boardwalk for a brief moment, along with the sound of thunder on earth as the end of the board work was devistated by an explosion. Rides began to fall into the river, for a moment the Joker smiled at the thought of how many police were searching down there. All of the attention turned to the explosion as many of the police rushed towards it to see what had happened. Using this to his advantage the Joker began to sprint towards the end of the boardwalk and across the street.
"FREEZE!" he heard as his right foot touched the opposing sidewalk and he stopped, lowering his hands infront of him he reached into the bag. "Turn around and put your hands in the air!" was shouted at him.
The Joker slowly turned around taking his right hand out of the sack.
"ok, ok geeze calm down already.," he said as he slowly raised his hands. "CATCH!" he tossed the contents of his hand at the officer.
The officer looked at him for a moment as......marbles rolled across the sidewalk, "He cant be....." his sentence was cut short when two of the marbles collided at his feet sending his body high into the air by yet another explosion. The Jokers laugh could be heard for blocks as he ran down the street, cutting into a sidewalk.
From where he stood along the side of a building he coudl hear that the police were very confused, he was loving it. He looked around for a moment and began to climb to the roof, as to get a good view. Once there he walked to the edge of the building and crouched down, all of their attention was on the explosions and the best part was they still thought he was going down the street. He decided to watch the chaos for a bit, thinking that Batman would be too occupied with Two Face for the time being. He took out a deck of cards and began to idly shuffle them as he watched. "hehehehehehehehe"
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