B-Day Pat Meme
Ok people! As we all know, it's nearing Patrick Batman's birthday (or maybe it has passed?) so we need to do something very special for him. And here is a basic Meme for you guys to follow! Choose between the two or choose both! The more, the better!
( Writer's Challenge/Meme )
( Writer's Challenge/Meme )
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At first, Patrick hadn’t wanted to admit it, but this time he no longer had a choice. The fact of the matter was that he was running out of ideas for fresh and satisfying ways to kill his victims, and this particular attempt was definitely counting towards it. He didn’t remember where he’d first encountered this method, perhaps he’d read it somewhere, but evidently tying wet leather ribbons tightly over the victim’s body and then letting them dry was false advertising. As the hooker writhed on the floor, Patrick inspected the damage with an uninterested eye.
The beginning had been somewhat arousing, as she had squirmed, trying to get away from him as he took her while the bands has slowly began to tighten, but that had been a while ago. Although the woman now had trouble breathing and her skin sported some rather tasteless shades of blue and purple from the cut off circulation, most of the damage to her body had come from Patrick’s own, rather vigorous carnal enjoyment.
With an angry sigh, Patrick sat down to curse his luck. He’d been most surprised when the woman had showed up at his door, telling that she was his birthday present and to be enjoyed fully, but refusing reveal who’d sent her. Just as he was about to go to the kitchen to find something he could use to finish her off, there was another knock at his door.
He figured it wasn’t anyone important since the doorman hadn’t called him, but when it began to seem that there would be no end to the incessant knocking, Patrick picked up a robe to cover himself and went to open the door. Patrick had been expecting it to be one of the neighbours, wanting something, so it came as a bit of a shock when he found out that his visitor was a man, whose make up covered face was quite infamous and who dressed in a suit almost the same shade of purple as the dying woman in his bedroom.
“Hello, beautiful! I really was going to let you enjoy your birthday present in peace, but you know, I just had to come over and see how you liked it,” the Joker greeted him.
Patrick looked on in astonishment, trying to make sense of what was happening as the notorious criminal wandered into his apartment without bothering to wait for an invitation.
“Oh, you really are precious, saving me the best part,” Joker commented while inspecting the body on the floor.
Quicked than Patrick could follow, Joker had produced a knife from somewhere and began to slice away at the woman, and Patrick had no choice but to look on in fascination, and in no small parts admiration and arousal. The blood went flying everywhere, generous drops coating the clown’s face, inevitably drawing Patrick’s face to those messily rouged lips.
“Tell me, Pat, is that a knife in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
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That's way cool!
Thank you!
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This has certainly given me a lot of encouragement to delve into this pairing in the future. I know you guys are too awesome to point and laugh, but I still had a case of cold feet seconds before posting. :D
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