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

[prominency.livejournal.com]

[ she puts an arm around him and tries to haul him up ]

I need you to walk with me, can you do that? [ ELIOT ;; ]

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[the man is pure muscle - you might need help, but he'll try, despite the doubled over with laughter bit, he does manage to get to his feet, sort of]

[prominency.livejournal.com]

[ shit and she feels that. she holds onto him tightly ]

Come on...

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[he's got a lot of willpower though, and he wills himself to standing, and to at least shuffle despite how very debilitating solid laughter is on his body - they'll get there - eventually]

[aequalitatem.livejournal.com]

[ looking for.. ways to be of assistance, as he does ] Hey... do you need some help??

[prominency.livejournal.com]

[ is distressed but keeps a calm face ] Please.

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[thankfully, Eliot sees someone else, between all of the hysterical laughter and will remember both of these faces, he will owe you for this]

[aequalitatem.livejournal.com]

[ joan probably looks more calm than tenma does even but he comes over to take ahold of eliot too ] Come on, this way.

[prominency.livejournal.com]

[ and altogether they try to make their way as fast as possible to the clinic ]

Thank you.

[ but eliot's laughter is freaking her out ] He won't stop--

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[it's alright Joan, cause it's worn him out and his body finally gives, the toxin making him laugh so much that he can't actually breathe, which forces him to pass out]

1/2

[aequalitatem.livejournal.com]

[ brings eliot to a chair and puts on his stethoscope ] I-I know. I've never seen anything like i--

[aequalitatem.livejournal.com]

This is not good. [ he'll just be going over to get some oxygen -- hey, he doesn't know it will be to no avail :( he also checks his signs, super bad news if his heart is slowed or stopped altogether ]

[prominency.livejournal.com]

What just happened?

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[his body would be failing him, which is a shame cause DAMN it's a nice body, so probably best to just move him to the clinic, quickly if possible, and hope for the best]