*The video clicks on to show the Joker lounging back in a bean bag chair, holding a wine glass filled with claret delicately between two fingers. He's wearing a woman's fur coat, which has blood on the collar, but is otherwise bare-chested. His fedora is cocked at an angle and he's wearing his sunglasses. Yes. Indoors and at night. An English Toy ( Read more... )

*Shrieking howl of hysterical laughter*

Now THAT was a lovely nap! I'm rested, I got my health and it's time to bring Gotham some smiles again!

Grab the whoopee cushion, Pooh! DADDY'S BACK!

Pop went the birdie?

Don't worry, there will be more. He always finds more.

My only regret is that it was not my hand that did it.

((OOC: He knows zero particulars but the Batfam can kick me if this is stepping on any toes.))

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*The Joker leans into the camera, his face twisted into a mask of rage*

One of my better gags and you lot of slack-jawed imbeciles go and RUIN THE PUNCHLINE!

All I wanted to do was rattle the cage a bit. Bring a smile to the Bat's face! Is that so wrong?

*He lowers his head and sways a bit then lifts the syringe into view, gaze still ( Read more... )

So, Gotham, enjoying the show? We having fun yet?

I got news for you insects: I have an antidote. Enough to cure your little friends, I'm sure. But if you want it you'll have to play my game.

*There's a pause*

How soon do you think folks will all become cackling little monstrosities? Will you get the antidote in time? Oooh, I can't wait to see ( Read more... )

She did not come back!

I intend to have what is mine returned to me! Return Harley this once or I will poison the city!

*There's an ominous pause*

Actually that sounds kinda fun, I think I'll do it anyway. Hahahahaha!

What have we learned from all of this, eh!?

Why, two very important thingsFirst, Gotham! The City resilient enough to survive Hell! As if the cataclysm wasn't proof enough of how much we put up with around here, amirite? Now, we're back to trying to run each other over with our SUVs. Jolly good ( Read more... )

Lions and devils and bats, oh my!

Seems everything in this city wants a piece of the poor Harlequin of Havoc these days, eh? I'm charmed, really.

*In the background there's an inhuman yowl followed by the staccato of machine gun fireThing is, I don't take very kindly to folks moving in on my territory and telling me what to do. Interrupting the ( Read more... )

There is a pattern and a rhythm to what I do! I do something terrible, he beats me up, he tosses me into Arkham and I escape again!

What does not happen is me waking up in a gutter, half-drugged outta my skull and still in a straitjacket.

*His voice is harsh but those used to hearing it may detect an undertone of pain*

What happened to the ( Read more... )

*The scene opens on the interior of Gotham Cathedral where there are revelers dancing about in outlandish costumes and paper mache masks. Four approach the camera with a palanquin, atop which is perched a tall, lean figure in a scarlet jester's motley and a fox mask. When he smiles his true identity becomes immediately apparent-there is no ( Read more... )