The Joker (
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[network] @gravedigger; video; Morning 120 [open] [ warnings: Joker, possibly also character death]
[The Joker looks down at the camera, which is either on a table or in his lap. His features are haggard and he's wearing a makeshift purple scarf. Outside of this, there are few details to take in. With the lighting it's impossible to tell where he is.]
Hallo, Norfin-fury, on a scale from one to ten, one being "abysmal" and ten being "I've had better" how's YOUR week been?
[He coughs into his fist.]
Well, it's about to get even better.
While the rest of you mouth-breathers have been loafing around in the snow I've been a busy little bee. Ace chemist, remember?
[He taps the side of his head.]
Sooo who's to say I haven't been concocting all kinds of wonderful toys since I got here? Maybe I even hid them around town. Along walls. In the tunnels. I'd say you have aboouuut...
[He licks his lips and rolls his sleeve back, showing a childish drawing of a watch on his wrist.]
....Oh, 24 hours, give or take a skosh.
[He drops his chin into his palm.]
After that I'm getting this party started and we'll put the "boom" in "boomtown". Thank me for the warning, by the way. Let nobody say the Joker isn't a sporting man.
...I'm sure that the hive will wake the heck up two minutes from me posting this. Don't bother looking for me. If ya do there will be another death on your hands. This time it really is a hostage situation.
Just keep your mind on the prize: Finding my bombs. All of them. Look high, look low.
Keep moving....keep moving....
[His eyes turn slightly crazed, as if haunted by a recent memory as he reaches down and turns off the tablet. The last thing he says sounds like "Follow the Spiral".]
Hallo, Norfin-fury, on a scale from one to ten, one being "abysmal" and ten being "I've had better" how's YOUR week been?
[He coughs into his fist.]
Well, it's about to get even better.
While the rest of you mouth-breathers have been loafing around in the snow I've been a busy little bee. Ace chemist, remember?
[He taps the side of his head.]
Sooo who's to say I haven't been concocting all kinds of wonderful toys since I got here? Maybe I even hid them around town. Along walls. In the tunnels. I'd say you have aboouuut...
[He licks his lips and rolls his sleeve back, showing a childish drawing of a watch on his wrist.]
....Oh, 24 hours, give or take a skosh.
[He drops his chin into his palm.]
After that I'm getting this party started and we'll put the "boom" in "boomtown". Thank me for the warning, by the way. Let nobody say the Joker isn't a sporting man.
...I'm sure that the hive will wake the heck up two minutes from me posting this. Don't bother looking for me. If ya do there will be another death on your hands. This time it really is a hostage situation.
Just keep your mind on the prize: Finding my bombs. All of them. Look high, look low.
Keep moving....keep moving....
[His eyes turn slightly crazed, as if haunted by a recent memory as he reaches down and turns off the tablet. The last thing he says sounds like "Follow the Spiral".]
cw: suicidal ideations
I know. I know because I know you, Doc.
But don't worry, I'm right there with ya.
[Another cough.]
Nobody stays dead anymore. That's not how any of this is supposed to work. If you take away the punchline you ruin the joke, yanno?
The dead should stay dead.
Keeping people alive to live the same torments over and over....Well, that's just cruel.
cw: suicidal ideations
think the obits wanna have a word with you
and personally i welcome the zombie robot apocalypse
[YOU DON'T KNOW HIM, CLOWNDAD.]
no subject
And don't play dumb with me.
You know what I'm getting at.
Some folks don't come back. Lots do.
An upsetting number of 'em, really.
>private
huh
[Totally playing dumb for the public, but he'll switch over to private for the rest.]
cut the psych bullshit and philosophical chatter, clown
i don't need it
>private
>private
i also got a guy wanting to cut up my brain for thinking like that
as much fun as that is
i'm trying to get him off my back for a little bit here
stop agreeing with me in public
>private
>private
and big brother has a mean right hook
so ixnay with the encouragement
you're seriously screwing with my plans if this bomb thing is real, btw
i'm in the hospital
repeating the experiment in the morgue
i die before that
that's gonna be a bitch to get back over
>private
[He makes a mental note to agree with House more often, this is adorable.]
Well then let's hope our fellow citizens aren't as dumb as they look, eh?
Hahahaheeheehe...
Whaddaya think you'll lose this time? I'm putting my money on smarts. You'll lose your ability to diagnose folks.
That one seems like it's ready to rush in on you like a freight train.
>private
the rest of my hearing so i don't have to listen to that godawful laugh of yours
>private
Oof, can you imagine? If you lost that brain of yours I'd have to start bouncing ideas off...off everyone else.
Or something a wee bit smarter like a jar of low-fat mayonnaise.
Who would our new diagnostician be? Probably that Stitches fella.
>private
touching and all
but you should really get out and talk to the other boys and girls more
>private
If I wanted you dead you'd be dead.
Again.
>private
but just know
in my heart
you'll always be the bomb
>private
But leave the gags to the professionals, mmkay?
>private
i'll make do
toodles, babe
and good luck with the whole scaring the hell out of everyone