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 Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 7:29 pm
The Monarch Theater
The Monarch Theater was an old fashioned movie theater house located not far from the Park Row district in Gotham City. Many years ago, Thomas and Martha Wayne took their young son, Bruce, to the Monarch Theater to see the 1940 classic film, The Mark of Zorro. Upon leaving the theater, a mugger accosted them and murdered Thomas and Martha right before Bruce's eyes. This incident traumatized Wayne, and inspired him to one day take on the alias of the Batman. The theater closed its doors some years later, but since that time it has been become one of many safehouses used by the mad Prince of Crime - the Joker.
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 8:57 am
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J__O__K__E__R
Ah. It was always nice to be home. Another nice little vacation at Arkham and Joker just couldn't sit still long enough there to just stay. So he came home! And home would be at the delightful theater. It's a glorious place, truthfully. Despite how run-down, old, and desecrated it was. Joker appreciated it, quite a bit.
The alabaster white pale man was humming a happy tune as he strolled down the aisle of the seating, his long legs extending two steps at a time. He even had a small hop in his steps as his trademark grin remained in place. His eyes, sunken and hollow, were caked around in green with matching iris' and tiny pupils - the eyes of a mad man. His equally green hair was slicked back nicely, almost professionally in his purple suit.
The Joker was a terror. And everyone knew it. Maybe that's why he hadn't been captured yet or heard the announcement on the radio or news that he had, once again, escaped. The cruel man cackled lightly at the thought - fools. All of them. At least all the normal people. Batman, on the other hand.
His grin stretched more, if that was possible, at the thought of the vigilante. Oh Bats, how he loved that man. He was always so much fun. Although, the thought bringing a frown and crinkling his features in a menacing way, he had a tendency to get in the way whenever The Joker was genuinely wanting to rule the city. The scowl stayed for a moment as he approached his throne, at the center of the stage, ignoring all the minions milling about and providing a good amount of distance from themselves and the serial killer.
An elegant pirouette, Jokes seated himself in his throne, his ankle resting on his knees where his fancy bloody shoes swayed slightly and tapped the old stage. With his gloved hand supporting his face, he glanced at his pocket watch for a moment before glancing around, almost having a pout on his features.
"Where is Harley? She was supposed to be here when I came home!" He whined slightly, to no one in particular. "Stupid girl, running around and doing things she's not supposed to." He frowned a little more before sighing and slouching into his throne. He was bored, bored already and slightly annoyed with the lack of attention and obsessive affection from his side-kick, Harley.
"You there! Bring me some candy. I could use a little sweets." The Joker demanded as he pointed to a minion.
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 10:47 pm
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__________________________________________________________________ ♦♠♥♣ Harley Quinn ♣♥♠♦ __________________________________________________________
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The doors of the hideout slammed open to reveal a blonde harlequin. Her bright blue eyes where a little red and tears once again took to the corners of her eyes. Giving the area a quick scan Harley's curvy body snapped into the direction of the Jokers throne. The red and black woman's heart skipped a beat when her eyes laid on the clown prince of crime. She was sure she wouldn't be able to speak, a lump seemed to take her throat as it also became dry. she had been so worried, though all those thoughts completely disappeared when she saw him. After a moment of shock and aw Harley seemed to have a jolt run through her vain's and took a small jump before running to her obsession.
"Mr. J! Are you A-Ok?" She asked very curious and worried, if anyone had laid a hand on him in anyway she would skin them alive. Though her thoughts went dark, for anyone that could possibly become her prey, for a short moment before snapping out of it and smiling lovingly at The Joker "I was so worried!" She whined adoringly at the clown. Harley turned and barked at the minions for a moment about how Mr.J should be taken care of better and that they where all lousy. Then she turned and sighed at her obsession and leaned on the chair "I missed you" She cooed softly as she looked at her beautiful prince.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 7:56 am
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He was suckling on a lollipop when Harley finally came home. He seemed to have been fine, genuinely not upset by any means unless one knew him well - like Harley. His foot was tapping impatiently. Others would have assumed it was from boredom. At the sound of the curvy black and red blond, Joker's eyes veered from whatever mad darkness they had been lost in to the bright blue eyed super minion. She squealed and jumped as The Joker stopped his suckling for a moment before his teeth cracked the hard candy as he grinned wide.
"Harley, darling!" The Joker responded, standing up with arms wide as the girl rushed to him. And with a swift movement, his hand swung out aiming to backhand the girl as she came in towards him. "Where the hell have you been? You know you're supposed to be here when I come home." He growled at her, the delightful grin disappearing as he looked at the smaller petite girl.
A sigh escaped as he ushered her forward, while he returned to his seat. "Harls, surely you know I don't like doing those things to you. So why do you make me?" The Joker said with a slightly defeated tone, his ankle once again resting on his knee as he patted the arm of his worn stone throne. "I've missed you too, darling. Now, tell me, what sort of horrors have you been up to while I was away?" He mused as he tugged lightly on her jester hat, his grin complacent and having returned despite the sudden dark side of him having briefly been revealed.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 8:27 am
Nathaniel Grant "In Blackest day. In Brightest night! Beware your fears made into light. Let those who try to stop what's right -- burn like his power -- Sinestro's might!" 
Allegiance: Sinestro Corps
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Let's see if the clown is home.He had arrived outside of the Monarch Theater, a figured dressed nearly in all black. Only the yellow lines on his suit, and the Sinestro Corps Emblem blazed with golden light. As he guessed, the Theater had people crawling all around it, dressed up like they were at the circus. That can only mean one thing: his target was definitely here. He waited patiently for his ally, Eris to show up. Once she did, he pointed straight at the theater and smirked, "Right there is our target. See all the people around it? You can play with them if you want. I'm sure their screams of terror will be music to your ears."
With those words, he walked out into the open, towards the theater, his armored suit creating the helmet to cover his face. Several of the Joker's club looked at him and walked towards him, brandishing all kinds of weapons and did their best to look as menacing as they can, "Hey pal, noone is allowed in the theater without the Joker's permission."
"Oh really?" Nathaniel said, "Because I want to talk with the Joker. I was hoping to enlist his help on something and need to get in."
"Sorry, noone is allowed in. Now beat it," said the burliest of them all, trying his best to scare Nathaniel into submission.
"See, that I can't do. And I wasn't asking for permission anyway," Nathaniel answered, his ring now glowing menacingly, "And your attempts to intimidate me need work. Let me show you what a master of fear can do."
Inside the Monarch Theater, Harley Quinn and The Joker can hear what about to a chorus of bloodcurdling screams. Whatever was going on outside, their minions were not doing too well in handling it. After several minutes of screaming, the doors into the theater swung open, and Nathaniel walked through, dragging the burly man behind him and throwing him in front of him. The big guy literally shuffled away to one corner and was cowering in fear of the mysterious black and yellow clad man. Nathaniel looked towards The Joker and Harley and the helmet retracted, a wicked grin on his face.
"He wouldn't let me in," Nathaniel finally said, "All I wanted to do is have a conversation with the Clown Prince of Crime, and he rudely told me no. Really, Mister J, you have to teach your minions better manners when talking to a potential ally of yours."
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 8:51 am
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Really? The Joker had just gotten back from his vacation and people were already knocking at his door! He wasn't allowed to have any cuddle time with the petite blond apparently as the screams echoed throughout the abandoned theater. The green-haired menace turned away from his most faithful and towards the large double doors of his auditorium. A slight pout, listening carefully to the yelling and the screaming and the gunfire and the bombs he'd dispersed among his minions go off, the Joker looked at Harley for a moment almost accusingly.
"You didn't bring the GCPD with you, darling, did you?" He knew the answer to that. The way the screams were and the lack of orderly yelling proved that the chaos occuring in his home was perhaps an attack on the Prince himself. He remained seated, eyeing the door. He was waiting. Whomever was here knew who they were messing with. I mean, it's hard not to whenever all these subordinates and underlings were flocked to the theater in similar attire and face paint as The Joker himself. A slight sneer came to his lips as the screams grew. Well, seems like all his minions were worthless anyways.
At the doors being thrust open, The Joker did raise a brow to the figure that walked in with one of his rather larger men who seemed to think he was always super awesome. He also was one that had a tendency to fawn over Harley more than himself - The Joker wasn't too fond of that, really. If you're going to be in the club, at least be in the club for him, not for the dumb female of a side kick.
Joker's grin stretched as he peered at the crumpled, whimpering buffoon before up at the black and yellow figure. Black and yellow was more of a Batsy kind of thing, but then again Batman was predominately black he had to admit. He wrinkled his nose slightly at the figure's taste before the helmet retracted. He wasn't a bad looking fellow, Joker had to admit, but he tilted his head slightly at the man with his grin still in place.
"He wasn't very funny anyway." The Joker responded in regards to the fat muscle man that was obviously beneath the club and himself and anyone else for that matter. Showed you what muscles are worth; nothing! His green eyes peered away from the worthless sack of brainless flesh and back onto the guest.
"And really they are more like a fan club than minions. They all think I'm so funny, and I appreciate their support for my sense of humor. Except for the ones I've added a few things to their genetic components. They don't think very well or find many things funny." The Joker rattled with animated white gloved hand movements before he smiled widely at Nathaniel.
"Apparently we are familiar enough for you to address me as Mister J - but my pardons, my memory seems to fail me. You know, all the supplements and medicines the Asylum likes to give me when I visit, makes you a bit forgetful. But I'm assuming you're friends with that flying neon colored side of the world." He watched the man, a hand raising to his lips to throw the destroyed candy stick away somewhere before it returned to his face, elbow resting on the arm of the chair and hand holding his strong jaw; grin obviously still in place.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 12:39 pm
 ℳａｄａｍｅ❦Ｄｉｓｃｏｒｄ» Å ｖｅｎｇｅｒ  The white demoness slithered her way inside using her shadow teleportation and slowly appeared at Nathaniel's side. Arms crossed over her chest as she glanced around with an uninterested yet curious look in her demonic eyes. Licking her lips, she turned her attention to the famous clown her associate had spoken so much about. And of course there were the rumors she'd hear of, hear and there, but nonetheless, had never met or seen the crazed man, until now. Taking a good look at him, she could look at him with both interest and disgust at the same time. He was human after all and the woman had a strong dislike towards humans. No matter where they stood, good or evil, she found them disgusting creatures. "So, this is the crazed clown I've heard so much about. Hm, interesting."
"No one is innocent,
everyone is guilty in this world,
and they will all pay for their sins."
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 12:49 pm
Nathaniel Grant "In Blackest day. In Brightest night! Beware your fears made into light. Let those who try to stop what's right -- burn like his power -- Sinestro's might!"
Allegiance: Sinestro Corps
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Let's see if the clown is home."Well you may not be familiar with me, but the Sinestro Corps are familiar with you. And your methods. Well, some of them anyway. I believe we may have tried to recruit you a couple times," Nathaniel said, making his way down the rows and sitting himself in a front row seat, "But our Corps stretches far and wide, it's hard to keep track of just who we've recruited or tried to recruit in the past. Doesn't matter, it's all in the past. Highly doubted you would joined anyway, you seem to make yourself quite comfortable at home."
Nathaniel rested his arms on the backs of the adjacent chairs and smirked, "But enough about what could of been. We're talking about now. And I, Nathaniel Grant, have a proposition for you that could be quite interesting to hear. See, word around Gotham has told me that a new Batman has appeared to fill in the gap that the original has left behind. I'm not sure if you know this already or not, but doesn't the prospect of playing those games you play with old Bats sound like fun now that you have a new Bats to play with?"
Nathaniel was counting on the Joker's somewhat odd obsession with Batman to help him with his plans. If the Joker does what he does best to distract this new Batman, then he can't interfere with Nathaniel's plans for the world. Assuming the new Batman was as intelligent and strategically savvy as the original.
Nathaniel's gaze went to his ally, Eris. She has now come to his side, asking about the Joker "Yes. Eris, this is The Clown Prince of Crime. Otherwise known as The Joker."
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 1:38 pm
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Well, he was a long winded fellow now wasn't he? The Joker listened to his spiel about the Sinestro Corps and them recruiting and yadda yadda yadda. The Joker had yawned just about the third sentence through Nathaniel's little spiel. He wasn't interested in joining anyone. He liked himself and was in favor of himself. People tended to get in the way. Hell, Harley tended to get in the way sometimes - but she was a delight to be around sometimes. And a good punching bag when he wasn't feeling too bright like this yellow and black kid. And soon enough, this woman appeared doing a magic trick - pulling herself out of the darkness of the shadows. He peered at her for a moment, his grin complacent with an arched brow.
"Oh and you brought a friend? I do applaud the two of you for coordinating colors. They look quite nice on you." Joker commented absent-minded, returning his gaze to Nathaniel and his glow stick suit. What was with everyone and neon lately? Had that been a fashion fad he missed out on? He wasn't sure and didn't quite care honestly.
"How about you just get to the point before I decide to cut off your tongue, hm? I've been on a little R&R at Arkham for the past couple of months. Their drugs, afterall, are the top of the line for us loony people." The Joker grinned, leaning forward as he placed a lanky arm over his now crossed legs. And then he finally got the point! He was talking about Batsy! His eyes dilated, almost to pinpoints as his grin stretched and pulled at the skin on his cheeks. Perhaps they'd crack with how large his smile was.
"Batsy? He left? Finally! That damn vermin had been taking too much of my time anyways. Now I can go on with -- wait. Did you just say a new Batman? New Batman? How is that possible?!" There was a rapid shift of moods for the deranged male. He had started to rise out of his seat when he was rambling about Batman having left but stopped half way when Nathaniel mentioned a new Batman. New Batman. How was that possible? There could only be one Batman, and that was, well, Bats! But, Bats was gone now. And The Joker frowned slightly, the smile turned significantly upside down as he pondered over what was happening, the wheels spinning in his mind.
"A new Batman, eh? Pah, I doubt he's anything close to the old Batman. Batsy was a pain, yes, but Batsy was my Batsy." The Joker's frown twitched slightly, turning flat with a slight arch to the side; bordering a smirk. "Glowstick, I would have been playing with him even if you hadn't come with your pet marshmallow." His frown switched, the grin returning as he stood fully now, tapping a serrated blade against his cheek with his long limbered fingers.
"I appreciate you delivering the news though, certainly seems like you're more useful than the rest of this lot." The Joker's eyes shifted to Harley for a moment, almost narrowed with a slight frown before returning to Nathaniel and his white demoness girlfriend chick thing.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 2:18 pm
Nathaniel Grant "In Blackest day. In Brightest night! Beware your fears made into light. Let those who try to stop what's right -- burn like his power -- Sinestro's might!"
Allegiance: Sinestro Corps
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Let's see if the clown is home.As he figured, talking to a crazy lunatic like the Joker was like talking to a time bomb. All the threats to cut out his tongue was what he expected. But his reaction to the news of a new Batman. It was like watching a child going crazy about his old toy being broken, and being told the excuse 'We'll get you a new toy'. After hearing the Joker's compliment to him, Nathaniel smirked, "While news comes easily to someone like me."
He then got up, his hands behind his back as he added, "How did a new Batman come around? I do not know. However, my master's nemesis, Hal Jordan, is gone, and his ring went to a new person. And after the original Batman disappeared, there were rumors of a new Batman taking over. Hearing this, I couldn't just walk in here and tell you to go after him. After all, you are a whole different league than that trash over there," Nathaniel then pointed towards the large man that was still cowering in a corner, "So all I can do is tell you about the new Batman and see what happens. Nothing more, nothing less."
Nathaniel then started walking out of the theater, going a bit slowly in case the Joker decided he wanted Nathaniel to stay a little while longer. Nathaniel made his point: there was a New Batman in town, and the Joker took the bait as he figured he would. Batman and Joker, they were like two warriors that would never cease to come into conflict with each other. Nathaniel just had to take advantage of this for his own plans.
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 4:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 10:46 pm
Nathaniel Grant "In Blackest day. In Brightest night! Beware your fears made into light. Let those who try to stop what's right -- burn like his power -- Sinestro's might!"
Allegiance: Sinestro Corps
Status: Healthy
Thoughts: Let's see if the clown is home."So have I become a glorified taxi?"
Nathaniel said in response to Eris basically asking for a lift to their next stop. Of course, Nathaniel's business with the Clown Prince, though brief, is done, he was hoping that he would have something else to share with Nathaniel. Which isn't true, to Nathaniel's disappointment. Still, there were many places to go, so little time. And she did have a point: since she is a creature of the night, she would need help getting around in the daylight. So in a way, he did just become a taxi.
"Fine, I suppose you can get a lift from me. But you are going to have to wait for me a little while at our next destination," Nathaniel said, pointing his ring at the air and creating another wormhole to cut down on travel time before he grabbed her hand and led her through it, "Next stop is Coast City, but you'll have to seek shade for a bit."
Like that, both he and Eris were gone from Gotham. The seeds of strife have been sown in the crime infested city. Things were about to get even more hectic there.
(Exit)
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 4:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 8:19 pm
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Harley was so excited when The Joker first spoke her name but it wasn’t long till she was on the floor holding her cheek after Mr. J backhanded her. She sat there for a moment, she wasn’t so much shocked but hurt emotionally. She knew she should have been here when he came home but how was she supposed to know when that was? Her big blue eyes looked up at Mr. J when he returned to his seat and spoke, he blamed her for this, always did. Harley was quiet still on the floor till he patted the arm of his throne and told her he missed her. She smiled and jumped up but before she could even talk some idiot busted through the door. He even called Mr. J…well Mr. J and only Harley called him that. She narrowed her eyes at the man but for some odd reason she stayed quiet.
The man spoke, Mr. J spoke some white haired woman showed up, which Harley glared at. There was no need for a woman around Mr. J. The conversation seemed to mostly be about B-man and how he was gone, but another took his place. Harley took a mental note on that and the intruders seemed to be gone as fast as they arrived. Harley looked to her prince and sighed “That was boring. Puddin’ lets go out on a date!” she clapped her hands together as she sat on the arm of his throne. Harley’s type of date was kind of twisted, it involved doing bad things, getting blood everywhere and The Joker saying like one line of cheesy things to her. Her hands went to her face holding her cheeks, the one still red from the abuse from earlier. She thought of the possibilities of their date and was getting more and more excited for it. “What do yea say Mr. J?” She smiled
((OOC: I don't go on for like a day and miss so much lol))
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Posted: Wed Oct 09, 2013 7:24 am
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Harley finally spoke but The Joker didn't register or really pay attention to the girl - much like usual. His mind was working, the gears turning and his brain shifting the thoughts around in different ways much like a puzzle. He began to pace across the stage, taking perhaps no more than three steps before turning on his heel and returning the three steps back to the throne and then away again. His tailcoat trailed after him as he pondered his thoughts.
A new Batman was in the streets of Gotham. Who was he connected to? Who did he like? What did he do? How was he acting as the new Batman? Well, hell, was he any good?! The Joker's grin twitched, growing and shrinking as his thoughts processed and he contemplated what he was going to do next. Since he hadn't heard anything about this new Bats, then he couldn't be much worth while now could he? His grin stretched as he stopped in front of his throne, looking thoughtfully at the catwalk above him.
"Yes, Harley, yes..." He responded finally, turning his mad gaze away from above and to the petite blond next to him, fawning over him. "Let's go on a date." A date. A simple date. Nothing too complex or crazy. Couldn't give everything away yet. Something relatively small. Something small and fun. Very fun.
"Harls, you enjoy the carnival, don't you? How about we have them come to town?" His eyes shrunk to dots as he verbalized his plans. "Knife throwing, cotton candy, magic tricks, smiling tigers and bears. All those fun things." She'd get the idea of where their date would come in - not from just visiting the carnival. But from bringing the carnival instead.
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