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*
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No worse than ever, poppet.
Has our fair city been treating you well?
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And didn't I promise I'd take you around town? Hm?
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But I should be in Arkham. Hence all the questions, ya see?
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I'll probably be back on the streets within the hour.
THINK for a moment, Sonny Jim. Have you seen the old Madhouse lately? Something is wrong.
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You mean this wasn't your brilliant idea? Either I believe you had nothing to do with it or admire your skill at acting the victim.
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Look towards the island. Really. Just look. Then EXPLAIN to me HOW I COULD HAVE DONE THAT!
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...Magic clowny powers?
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If I've got such powers it's news to me!
Whatever did that is the one responsible for dumping your humble Jester back into the streets. And I don't much care for people doing things to me without my permission. I especially don't like it when they refuse to explain themselves afterward. Makes me feel icky.
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You know. When I felt like it.
Did you do this, spooky?
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Of use how? I don't put out on the first date you know.
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It wasn't me. I had nothing to do with any of this!
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