The "SAVE THE ORPHANS" Charity Ball ; part 4/4

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[time has been given for everyone to de-cape, de-cowl, tattle on their friends... and now, it's time for the punchline to this little joke of his.

the lights in the room once more dim, and the spotlight on stage sets the attention to Mistah J - he grins victoriously, something gleeful and manic in his eyes as he steps aside, letting a projector screen fall from the ceiling behind him.]

You're all so kind, Paradisa... but some of you are a little too... late in your lives to offer the recompense these poor orphans deserve. You'd know all about that, wouldn't you...

Brucey Bruce?

[his eyes fixate on Mr. Wayne, and he opens his arms, gesturing Bruce on stage. after a moment's consternation, Bruce reluctantly agrees - looking badass despite his cane and carrying that Batman-esque hard set of his jaw.

once he reaches the Joker's side, Mr. J flings an arm all buddy-buddy over his shoulders.]

Thattaboy, Brucey.

Now, how about we introduce ParaDIsa to Gotham's most notorious orphan and his menagerie of failures?

[the spotlight dims; the Joker turns, guiding Bruce to do the same as the projector reel begins playing. there is a crudely drawn stick figure version of each of the batkids - one for each of them. Damian, Dick, Steph, Cass - etc, all the way to Batman himself. Drawn by Harley. In lipstick.

there are a few photos - all various failures the batlings have orchestrated in their lives (in his canon; he just makes up random shit for the rest of them it's tl;dr don't make me write this).]

But the biggest failure of all, Batman... is also the best joke you've ever inadvertently told. The passing of one Bruce Wayne... the inheritance of Gotham's most notorious orphan, from you...

[he snaps his fingers; the goonies around the room abruptly begin firing into the crowd - they're missing, purposely, scaring people as they begin to usher them back out towards the doors, some holding children hostage as they direct everyone to LEAVE THE PREMISES if they aren't with the VIP party - the Bat family.

I REPEAT: GET OUT UNLESS YOU AREN'T WITH THE BATFAMILY, OR WE'LL KILL KIDS.

meanwhile, a familiar face is making his way out from the curtains...]

...Damian... Wayne.

[ooc: MINUTE TO SET UP THREADS OKAY GO

reply here with fleeing outside the comedy club. THERE WILL BE "PEOPLE" (player characters) firing toxin into the crowd as people leave; those who are getting FATALLY or NON-FATALLY gassed can start posting as much in the appropriate thread below. ENJOY.

P.S - you can just reply to the post if you're fleeing for your life or otherwise outside of the club!]

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[balancethebooks.livejournal.com]

[oh ho. we've got company, have we, ladies? here, Donna. this ought to feel familiar. aims his shot down on the ground between Donna and Teresa and fires. on impact, a cloud of Joker gas blooms up and starts to spread. aren't you just so happy to be there?]

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[Didn't expect that. She's still not used to guns, let alone gas. She coughs--but the moment she feels something is definitely wrong, her godmod abilities kick in and starts filtering that stuff out of her system.

She'll be making a blind lunge in the direction of the shot, though. The smoke is disorientating!]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[Since he's the one with the evade-and-hide role, Diabound is going to pick the three of them up and haul them out of the way, flying about ten feet in the air. Bakura's making sure to keep the transition as smooth as possible, so as to not mess up the Accountant's focus]

[balancethebooks.livejournal.com]

[he wobbles a little, since Bakura couldn't give him the verbal cue to hang on that he'd promised, but he crouches down to lower his center of balance, and scans the rooftop to make sure they're clear before making another shot down into the crowd. he'll leave the rabble on the roof to the other two for now - he's got a job to do]

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[Shit, thin air.

SO NOT PLEASED. Going to beat the hell out of something later]

[berefts.livejournal.com]

[in which shit gets reeeaaal (http://community.livejournal.com/paradisa/10659764.html?thread=525100468#t525100468)]