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 Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 9:05 am
"Dat's what I was afraid of . . ." Arell growled as he sat back, bracing himself.
((Into Gotham with Arell & Crystal.))
Meanwhile, Dundee and Antigua shot off and got a pretty good bit to Gotham, only to get pulled over by a cop. After getting a ticket, they rolled off towards Gotham.
((Into Gotham with Dundee & Arell))
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 3:51 pm
ENTER all from unknown.
Inside an old, darkened building, a man groaned and leaned back in his chair. Edgar pulled his dark glasses off his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he rolled his seat back away from his large computer system. "Well that was totally not a complete waste of time and energy." he grumbled to himself.
At about that time, the door opened, and a man in a long surgeon's outfit walked in. Edgar turned to look at him and sat up in his seat. "So how is sh-"
"Twenty-five percent." the man said, adjusting his star-shaped glasses.
Edgar blinked. "What?"
"Twenty-five percent of your next payment. For today's house call."
"Is...is she alright?" Edgar asked, suddenly worried.
"She's perfectly fine. Nothing a bandage and alcohol couldn't cure." the Crime Doctor replied.
"...okay. Then...I thought we agreed on 10% when we called you to make a house call."
"Yes, we did." Thorne replied.
"Then...why are you asking for more money?" Edgar asked.
"Simple. I'm a surgeon." the Crime Doctor replied before his tone took a deadpan edge. "Not a pediatrician."
The new Tinkerer gave the man an equally deadpan look. "Oh, come on. You know we can't take her to the hospital. The boss wouldn't-"
"Thought you said I get a lollypop..." a little voice called in from the doorway. Rosie stood in the doorway, hugging her doll in one hand, and letting the other hand hang over the bandage peeking out from the bottom of her red dress.
Behind her was a rather....interesting looking henchmen. Interesting as in an overweight grown man in yellow and red spandex, a blue cape held together with a pin, Death Raider was written on a piece of paper pinned onto the front of the costume, and a black felt mask behind glasses.
Thorne glanced over at the pudgy man in yellow spandex, and down at the small girl in red and white. "You do." he replied. "But I'm afraid your friends will have to be the ones to get you one. I have a few other patients to see before the day's through." he said, then glanced back at Tinkerer. "Just be sure to send me the bill."
"Yeah, sure. Just...go ahead on out. Not sure the boss will like it seeing you here." he replied.
"Not like it? Weren't you going on and on that the boss was going to kill you after Rosie hurt herself?" Death Raider asked.
"No. I mean, not after I realized that she wasn't hurt that bad."
Rosie giggled. "It was pretty funny. You looked like you were more upset than I was. And I almost had something go through my leg."
"Yeah, well..." the Tinkerer replied, then stopped abruptly. Something on his computer screen began flashing. He turned his attention away from the girl and over to his computer. Muttering something under his breath. He pecked a few buttons, then just....stared blankly at the computer screen.
"....what the hell....is that a...." he said quietly, then shook his head and began frantically pecking at the keyboard. "That....that can't be right."
"Is there a problem?" a new voice asked from the corner of the room.
Rosie immediately perked up and spun around on her heels, hurrying towards the voice. Tinkerer flinched and glanced over his shoulder at the newcomer. "N-not at all sir. Just a little road block. I can get around it."
"Good." the Joker replied with a smile, taking a step out of the doorway and into the room. "After all, you've done such an excellent job so far. It would be a real shame for you to make a mistake now." he said as Rosie wrapped herself around his leg. "And I can't afford mistakes." he said, his tone taking a grim tone. He patted the little girl on the head and turned his attention towards the others in the room. His eyes immediately fell on the man with the star-shaped glasses. "Well, well. Crime Doctor, isn't it? What on earth are you doing here?" he asked, then his eyes flickered back towards the Tinkerer. "Come to do a little repo on a fresh corpse?" he said, his tone grave again. No guest was one of the big rules for his new employees after all.
Tinkerer began to sweat and shrank back into his chair. "I, uh, I had him make a house call. You see, I...uh....I had this...."
"Rosie was playing and tripped, landing on something that punctured her leg." Death Raider replied, since his co-worker seemed to be having trouble explaining.
Joker frowned and looked between the two of them. "So you decided to call in the Crime Doctor to fix her up while I was out? And just who was watching her when she fell?"
"Well yeah. We figured taking her to the hospital was NOT something you wanted. So we found someone who could fix her up and keep things quiet. And, well....we were playing. Edgar was doing his work and Rosie was playing gun tag with me." Death Raider replied, rubbing the back of his neck. There were large red welts running along the side of his arm.
Rosie grinned and looked up at Joker. "Thought I'd try out the silencer and those little plastic bullets on a moving target."
Joker paused a moment and looked down at her. Then he laughed out loud and patted the girl on the head. "Did you now?"
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:32 pm
The Joker picked her up and sat her on his bony shoulders. "That's my girl," he said in a very approving manner. He looked at the Crime Doctor and smirked. "Judging by your somewhat perturbed demeanor, I'm thinking that it wasn't serious. So, what's the damage for the visit?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:54 pm
Rosie beamed and rested her chin on the top of his head in a little hug.
"It wasn't that serious at all. Scared them more than anything I'd say. I've asked for 25% of the next profits made." Crime Doctor replied.
"And a lolly-" Rosie began.
"And a lolly pop, as promised. I believe one of your friends will have to fetch one for you. Candy's really not something I carry in my medical kit." the doctor replied.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:03 pm
"Hm... Next profits made... About that..." The clown mused out loud, "I'm not sure if we're going to be doing anything profitablr for a while. I'm personally funding this whole operation as it is. So, keeping this in mind, how would you take to $10,000 wired, and two dead bodies?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:08 pm
Crime Doctor took a moment's pause, probably blinking back at the clown from behind his dark star-shaped glasses. Not making a profit? None of his business though. He wasn't about to ask.
"That...seems acceptable. Though I'll have to ask what condition the bodies are in. Can't do much with parts and pieces." he replied.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:18 pm
The clown smiled at the docter's seeming acceptance. "Oh, no, they're still intact. Maybe a little lacerated, a little electrically burned, both are smiling... Now, no using their blood to determine my Joker Venom compound. I'd hate to have to kill you after you helped my Rosie. Plus, they're HEROES." As he said that, Joker's tone grew dark.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:32 pm
The Crime Doctor's eyes visibly widened behind his glasses as his brows shot above them. "Really? And here I thought your leave from the public eye was utterly quiet. Well then...if they're all intact, I can certainly use them for practice. I'll just assume that the organs are bad to use as transplant." he replied. He had no idea how the Joker Venom worked, but he didn't want to risk infecting a paying patient either way.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:39 pm
"I'm glad. And you make the right assumption about the organs. But may I make one request? Plaster mouldings of their faces? I DO have a bat to frazzle once my current plans are finished. Oh, and one other thing," The clown perked up a bit. "I'll probably be having a third body pretty soon. If you'd like, I can contact you when neccesary. We can call it a down payment for a future visit. I'll even refrain from using Joker Venom for you. I will need another face moulding from it, though."
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:50 pm
The Crime Doctor grinned. "Of course. A molding should be easy to come by. I can also remove the head if you'd like to keep as a trophy, or send to someone. That's all one of my clients ever wanted when I visited. And the third body I should definitely be able to use." he replied.
// g2g for a while. Back on in a bit. X3 So glad you're back. //
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 5:17 pm
"You know, I would like thair heads VERY much, thank you, Doc," the Joker said thoughtfully. "But worry about that only when you get a chance. I'm in no rush. I'll still need the moldings, though. Or, more specifically, moldings from which I can, at a later date, make models of their faces from." the Clown Prince of Crime put Rosie back down and looked at her caringly. "Now Rosie, I'll be back. I'm going to show the good doctor here where the bodies in question are. You go play with your aerosoft gun. And you..." the Joker looked and pointed at Death Raider, "Go get Rosie a bag of lollipops. And a Wonka bar. Follow me, Doc." The Joker walked to what looked like a wall, then pressed a hidden switch. The wall slid away, revealing a long hallway. "This way." Joker started down the hall."Hurry, though, the closing mechanism's timed."
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:22 pm
The Crime Doctor did as he was told, and hurried into the hallway with Joker. Once inside, the man followed closely behind the Clown. With as meticulous and careful as the Joker seemed to be at the moment, he wouldn't be at all surprised if the hallway was rigged for uninvited guests. He was fairly curious as to what the Joker was working on. But...that was probably information that could get him killed down the road. Better to just do what he was being paid for. Especially if he'd be taking home the bodies of dead heroes.
Rosie watched the Joker and Crime Doctor disappear behind the door, then turned and looked at the two men left in the room with her. Tinkerer was busy pecking away at his computer and flipping switches. And Death Raider was over in the corner slipping a trench coat and hat over top of his costume.
Rosie frowned a bit and hugged her doll close to her. "Can you get the ones with the bubblegum inside?" she asked.
"Sure thing Rosie." Death Raider replied as he walked over to her on his way to the door. "You just be careful while you play. I'll be back in a bit."
Rosie smiled as he walked past and out the door. "Don't get caught." she called back. Once the door shut, she frowned again and looked back towards Tinkerer. Still preoccupied. She wouldn't be able to even try to play with him. Not while he was concentrating that hard.
With a little sigh, she turned and walked out of the room to go into one of the other rooms where she had some of her stuff sitting. Might as well play by herself for a bit.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 9:35 am
While the Joker had no idea of the Crime Doctor's assumption about the traps, the Doctor's fears were completely well-founded: there were all kinds of hidden projectiles, as well as Joker Venom emmitters. Once they were about halfway through the hall, the panel behind them audibly shut itself. "Joker, with guest," the clown said, louly and clearly, obviously so that the defence system wouldn't attack either of them. Upon reaching the other end, the Harlequin of Hate pressed another disguised panel, and the whole wall opened up in front of them. Within, there were two slabs bolted to the ground via stands, set up at an angle, each one with a body on it. Both of them were clothed, and their clothing, if little else, gave away who they were, at least to those who knew them.
One of them was a male, who had something protruding from its chest. Something that looked suspiciously like a wooden stake. There were several cuts and burns on his clothes and skin, except on his head, which had been kept incredibly intact. On his head was a mask, a hood, that was all red. Anyone who was familiar with him might have recognised the build as Jason Todd, who upon his initial ressurection, adopted the guise of the Red Hood. Joker killed him now for two reasons: NO ONE steals anything, especially identities, from the Joker and got away with it, and anyone that the Joker killed, STAYED killed. Or else they got killed, again. And who wants to get killed twice?
The woman was the one that the clown KNEW the Crime Doctor was going to recognise. She was cut up and burned in several places, too, with one such costume cut somewhere the Doctor probably didn't really want to hear about. Like the man, her head was completely preserved. The cowl over her head gave her away: it was Cassandra Cain, the Batgirl.
"So, Doc," the Joker said evilly, "What do you think?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 10:17 am
The Crime Doctor followed Joker down the hallway and into the hidden room. Once inside, he stood and stared at the two bodies lying in front of him. He didn't recognize the man, but the woman.....oh. So that's why he wanted...my, my. He was going to have to be extra careful transporting the bodies. If the Bat got wind of this, then he did NOT want to be the last one in possession of the bodies. Especially with rumors of that Batman that was going around killing people.
"I think you've been busy." he replied, his focus still on Cassandra. "Normally I refrain from asking questions but....what exactly is this project you're so quietly working on?"
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 10:33 am
"Well, Doc, to be frank," the clown said with a genuine smile, "I'm glad you asked. You see..." the clown gestured at the victims as he spoke, also turning toward the Doctor, "While this isn't the MAIN project, this does have the great upside of having a one-way express ticket right under the Bat-freak's skin. You're actually not getting exposed to anything at all from the BIG project, because it's a SECRET. This one is, too, but I'm sure I'd have contacted you about the bodies sooner or later. The big one's far too personal to involve anyone unneccisarily. But this is to break the Bat. Pure and simple. I want to make him snap. Granted, he's already a little batty... Heh heh heh..." Joker enjoyed his little chuckle, then continued. "Anyway, I'm glad you asked for a reason. I understand that you also torture people, more as a hobby than anything. Am I correct?"
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