Bat-madness
Well, it's been a while... a while in which:
A) I went to watch Batman for a second time, this time at a much better cinema with a much huger screen, even though I couldn't afford it.
B) I almost fainted with joy at the sight of The Joker and Batman t-shirts in FCUK... on sale!!!!
C) I got really into Bat-fandom.
Fic-wise: to utterbasketcase and ( Read more... )
A) I went to watch Batman for a second time, this time at a much better cinema with a much huger screen, even though I couldn't afford it.
B) I almost fainted with joy at the sight of The Joker and Batman t-shirts in FCUK... on sale!!!!
C) I got really into Bat-fandom.
Fic-wise: to utterbasketcase and ( Read more... )
Really, he was having an affair behind everyone’s backs, with a piece of jail-bait fan-girl who had to stand on a footstool to reach when they made out, because she was only, like, two-foot seven. Her name was Ghostmachines. Ghostmachines was really only going out with Harvey because she envied him his hair, which was long and blonde and wavy (and would have looked more at home on a ken doll), and, well, being one of the richest men in Gotham didn’t exactly hurt either, right? And, as time went on, Harvey became even more rich and famous and his hair got even more thick and lush, and Ghostmachines went to billions of rich-and-famous parties; but that was getting old quickly… not to mention he now had competition, in the face of Gotham’s brand new criminal mastermind, The Joker (because everyone knows evil is sexier).
So, the lovely young couple began to drift apart until one day, because of some accident or other caused by that stupid Bat-dude guy, Harvey got the left side of his beautiful face all burnt up and swore vengeance against pretty much everybody that got in the way of him and his shiny coin. As soon as Ghostmachines heard the terrible news she ran down to the hospital, pausing only to pull on her banana-yellow crocs so she wouldn’t be mistaken for anyone with a sense of style. Upon seeing Harvey with his singed skull and plans of world domination (or as near to it as he could get) she instantly fell properly in love with him and swore to be his loving and caring wife/ sidekick/ henchman and get 50% of all profits ‘til death do they part (which turned out to be pretty soon after), so they all lived happily until Batman got Harvey killed, then Ghostmachines had to go find another multi-millionaire to marry.
The End
(Oh, and Ghostmachine’s sidekick Parasupernormal was so overcome by joy when she was introduced to The Joker, via Harvey, that she went into shock and had to be sent to Arkham Asylum, where she spent the rest of her days singing songs about vampires and painting big, red grins on the walls of her nice padded cell.)
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Yeah. Well, I was bored okay?
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8D \o/
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you're welcome btw ;D
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