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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[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Thanks for the vote of confidence, Tim. Really.

There's a falter in her footsteps as she blindly ducks, but she manages to not get hit. Her foot does almost slide out from beneath her once they're in the slushy snow outside, but she keeps her balance and keeps on running after Tim]

Shut up!

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

Well, someone's snippy today. Fell off the wrong side of the bed this morning?

[back to running, when he's out of bullets, and just... chucks the gun at them flkjlsf]

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, because when you shoot bullets at someone and miss, tossing a gun will work so much better.

Tim's dodging that easily. Run faster, Joker, he's gaining on you]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[REALLYWANTSTOPUNCHHIMINTHEFACE--

Steph growls and pushes herself to go faster, but Tim's still got that much more speed on her, and she loses another step when she narrowly avoids stepping on the gun that hit the ground.]

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

Come on, Timmy-boy! Didn't you hear what I did to you in another universe?! That's got to get your spandex panties twisted in a bundle!

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[The look that flashes over Tim's face right now.

Pushing himself a few steps further he launches himself at the Joker, he's determined to wipe that grin off his face.]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Mental note to ask about the details later.

Now? She's going to attempt to not barrel into them.]

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[OOPH.

down he goes...

laughing...]

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[Punching him in the face. HARD]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Takes a moment to catch her breath, hands on her knees... since, you know, Tim has the Joker...

And he deserves to be pounded a bit.]

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[just takes it--! laughing.

laughing... so hard. amused. smug. like he knows something you don't.]

Forgetting somethING [punch] --Boy Blunder?

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[Hitting him again, just as hard]

You're just one big--

[punch]

Sick--

[another punch]

Twisted--

[one more]

Unfunny excuse for a joke.

[grabbing him by the front of his shirt and slamming him down against the ground]

[Taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He's letting this get the better of him. If he keeps this up, he'll do something he'll really regret, and there are more important things right now]

Where are the kids?

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Ho. Ly. Shit. Steph almost feels a little sick watching this.]

Hey--

[ ... but before she can intervene, Tim's stopping himself. That's a good sign, but she still didn't like what she saw.]

Spill, Joker. It's over.

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[COUGHS a mouthful of blood (and maybe a tooth) into his face, still laughing breathlessly]

Say... please.

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[trying to keep himself from wincing at that.

... Excessive force.]

Keep joking, but no one's laughing.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

Now. You're in no position to demand anything from us.

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

Isn't that the other way around, girlie?

I still hold the cards.

[scouring.livejournal.com]

The odds aren't stacked in your favor anymore, Joker.

Now tell us where the kids are.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Cards... odds... what are you guys this is so lame. She's not going to echo Tim, so she just waits.]

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[spits more blood in his face; in a sing-song voice]

I didn't hear the magic wo~oord~~

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[If he's this talkative, maybe Tim really didn't hit him hard enough after all]

Now.

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Almost to the point of saying PLEASE just to get answers, but she just glares.

... she'll do it if this keeps up for long.]

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

That didn't sound ANYthing like 'please!' What does Daddy Bat teach you kids? Certainly not manners!

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[Silent glare... with his lovely blood covered face]

[batfail.livejournal.com]

--please.

[Sounds immensely pissed off, but she doesn't want to see Tim bash the Joker's face in any more (okay, maybe she does a little) :| This was taking too long.]