[video]

[he_is_wild]

[Joker is sitting in the beanbag chair, as always, but looking a bit worse than usual. One hand is wrapped with a wrist splint and the top few buttons of his shirt are open, showing a bruised neck and collar bone. There is a bandage over the bridge of his nose and one eye is slightly blackened. It looks like was rammed face-first into concrete.

Comments

[voice]

[thebetterbat]

You've conveniently managed to avoid mentioning anything about yourself.

[voice]

[he_is_wild]

Hiya, my batty little buddy, how've you been?

[voice]

[thebetterbat]

Oh, absolutely splendid.

[voice]

[he_is_wild]

Neat.

Wanna knock over a bank for me?

[voice - > private]

[thebetterbat]

That had better be a joke.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

Always a possibility.

But you see, old son, I'm getting a wee bit low on funds.

[private]

[thebetterbat]

Then gather up more fodder to run the job for you! Fill a clown car with street thugs, or whatever it is you normally do. Man-Bat is no one's lackey.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

I have a doohickey that disagrees.

[private]

[thebetterbat]

Pray you never lose it, Joker, or this joke of yours will be one that truly kills.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

Uhuh.

I'll probably need several thousand.

[private]

[thebetterbat]

Telling me won't do you any good.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

Want me to go get the thingummie out of my sock drawer?

[private]

[thebetterbat]

I'd rather you attempt to administer hugs to the Darkness creatures.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

I think I saw a guy try that the other night. Didn't end well.

[private]

[thebetterbat]

I'm astonished.

[private]

[he_is_wild]

Wait...no...

I shoved him into the thing.

My goof.

Still didn't end well.