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!]

Comments

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[Kay didn't attend, since he felt that the mob of heroes that had gathered in the lobby earlier had things pretty well in hand. but once he starts hearing chaos break loose, that's a different story]

Goddammit. [looks up from the journal at Jay] We better get down there, Kid. Gonna need some gas masks...

[and no sooner has he said it than they show up. grabs one and holds out the other as he gets to his feet] Let's go. Car's down in the garage.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[Nods and grabs the other gas mask] We gonna go split some wigs?

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[he's already in full-speed hustle mode, making his way for the elevator] And step on some caps, yep.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[following along, cracking his knuckles] So, what's the plan?

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[as they're on their way down] We find anyone that needs help and get 'em the hell out of there. Leave everything else t' the ones that're already there. They can handle themselves. ... Lotta the townspeople can't.

And whatever you do, don't breathe that stuff in. It isn't your ordinary laughing gas.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

That's what these bad boys are for [lifts up his gas mask] Heh, easier to get equipment here than it was back at MiB.

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

Heh. ... I will say I don't miss the forms in octuplet. [ding! first floor, kitchen, the Lux, and all points outward. starts for the garage]

Took all the fun outta gettin' a flamethrower.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

Damn straight! All that filling out forms was bull... and if you get one thing wrong you had to start all over!

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

Damn carbon copies. [shakes his head, as he's fishing his keys out of his pocket] Place has its perks, dun'it. [unlocks the LTD and slides into the driver's seat. he's pretty sure he doesn't need to tell Jay, anymore, but ... as he buckles up, for old time's sake]

Might wanna put on a seatbelt.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[gets in the passenger side and gives Kay a look , but decides to put on his seatbelt for once... between this place and Kay's driving... he can't be too careful.]

Let's go crash the party.

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[his only responses are a little flash of a grin, and gunning the engines. as soon as the LTD clears the garage?]

Punch it, partner.

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[he grins and pushes the little red button]

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[and it takes all of fifteen seconds for them to get there. Kay kills the engines just short of the crowd, and looks out at the massive cloud of gas spreading through the streets]

Aw, hell. [snaps his mask on, and climbs out] Let's move it, kid!

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[Follows suit, looking around] What the hell is this shit?!

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

The locals call it Joker Toxin... some kinda combo of poison and laughing gas. People breathe it in too long, they laugh themselves to death. .... [scans the crowd, looking for anyone they can help out]

Best bet's to find anyone down an' get 'em in the car. They've got an antidote at the castle clinic...

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[Nods, moving a little away from Kay so they can cover more ground in their search] So, we gotta get them a medicine for laughter?

1/2

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

... Somethin' like that. [so, anyone out there need assistance?]

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[There's a guy without a face stumbling out of the cloud of gas just... there. He's got his jacket pulled up over where his mouth should be, but he's starting to giggle despite that. He might need some? But only some mind you]

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

Whoa! Kay! I think we've got our first contestant over here! [moves towards the faceless guy with an arm out] Hey man, we here to help.

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[the faceless thing is new, but he's seen stranger. moves back to the LTD to get the back door open] Bring him on back, Slick. Quicker we get him outta here...

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[Grabs Jay's arm for support but... he's not going anywhere. There's people who.... and the batfamily is... Can't focus. The giggles getting a little hysterical, but isn't quite a full blown laugh yet. This is bad. This is... very bad]

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

A'ite, the car's just over here [Tries to lead him to the car]

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

[stays by the door for a moment, watching to see. Jay can handle this on his own, right? ... but ... why isn't this guy moving his ass?]

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[Because he's... quite sure he's fine...? So have some resisting Jay. Not going anywhere just now, thank you]