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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 11:25 am
Well, this was turning out to be entertaining after all. The Joker didn't seem to need any kind of help. Well this would...
Reaper suddenly scowled and turned his attention away from the fight and towards one of the windows. His mood instantly from neutral to loathing for no apparent reason.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:36 pm
 Pixie noted Reaper's sudden change in mood and frowned, "What's up cupcake?" She asked him with raised eyebrows. He had changed moods faster then a ticked off pregnant lady.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 12:44 pm
Reaper paused a moment then turned back to Pixi, realizing that she was talking to him. "Oh, nothing...one of my others have run into a good bit of trouble again." he said calmly, then turned back towards the window. "Honestly I'm getting quite tired of it..." he muttered.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 2:05 pm
Hosk could feel himself being more and more drained, as well as even smoking from the electrical output of the buzzer of Joker's hand, but he wasn't going to die alone if he could help it. Enraged with testosterone form the glands on his neck, Hosk began to apply greater pressure to Joker’s neck, connecting his claws to Joker's skin. Hosk wanted to break Joker, tear off his head and drink the blood that came out; thus were the thoughts of a crazed creature.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 2:44 pm
 Gossamer continued to watch the two. Joker seemed to know what he was doing, and Pixi hadn't intervened, so it was safe to say he didn't need help. Still, that thing got any angrier, and there might not be much left of him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 2:58 pm
Joker felt the increased grip on his neck, and found the basis for more banter; he had already made the thing crazed, now he wanted it either berzerk, or broken. "Trying to break my neck, are we? It won't work... Gunshots to the face... Stabs in the chest... Falling from the 20th story of a building... A building falling ON me... It's all been tried, and it's all failed. You will not kill me this day, nor will you ANY day. Fate will not allow it. So long as the Batman roams this Earth, so must I, and so long as I do, so must he. HE is the only one that will ever truly have a chance at killing me. Him, not some 'Roid Rage-fueled E.T. with a bunch of super technology." As he finished, the cloud of Joker Venom started to rise and envelop the two of them; Joker was almost completely hidden, and the top of the gas was getting close to even with the Predator's head. Between that and the continued pressure of the joy buzzer, the monster's death was almost assured now. "You will FAIL, hunter. You will fail, and it will be YOUR head mounted on MY wall, not the other way around... Heh heh heh heh... Hehehehehehehe... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 6:48 pm
Pixi simply nodded and looked back at the fight, so that was why she could read his mind. There were a bunch of him. She frowned as Hosk took the Joker by the neck and went pretty brutal on him. Of course joker paid that back sevenfold with his joy-buzzer and Joker Venom. She looked up and saw clouds of the smoke floating towards the group and she created a quick shield around Rosie, Gossamer, Reaper (though she was pretty sure he wouldn't need it) and herself. As long as she concentrated no one would get hit with the toxic gas.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 6:51 pm
Hosk was actually listening to the Joker when he spoke and found his talk of the Batman interesting or it may have been the trauma introduced by the constant bolts of electricity flowing through and the smell of his flesh burring, but Batman sounded like an interesting hunt and this hunt was going to go nowhere except Hosk's death. There was only one use Hosk had that could work in his advantage; though his self destruct was broken, the Joker didn't know that and if he knew of Yautja culture, then Joker would know of the self destruct hunters must do before death. The self destruct was to stop other races from claiming Yautja technology and to destroy any trace of their failed hunt; the ultimate sacrifice to ensure no dishonor. Yautja had very little time and started to activate the self destruct on his wrist console. The countdown would still go off like normal, but the explosion wouldn't happen; the chemicals to fuel it were longed dried out after a hunt in Hosk's past one hundred years on his universe's version of Earth.
"We both die..."
Hosk added the laugh to make it more realistic -or it could have been the gas, Hosk didn't know which- as he let go of the Joker, the countdown activated at three seconds a symbol. Yautja numbers were written in letter forms unlike earth where numbers were separate, so in technical terms numbers in Yautja culture were the same as letters, but no humans knew this, except maybe the Joker apparently. If the explosion was actaully going to happen, it woudl take out all of Gotham; Yautja made sure there would be nothing left when a hunt failed.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:11 pm
"Hmmm... an explosion, eh? It's been a while since I've been in one of those... Should be fun... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Joker actually relished the idea of it; his murder-lust had overridden his basic survival insticts. That, and that he was certain that he'd live; after all, Batman wasn't the one killing him.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:39 pm
Hosk was extremely annoyed now; not rage annoyed, just plain annoyed since this damn clown wouldn’t let go; not even to save his own life or to warn anyone of the explosion. Hosk had enough of this foolishness and he wasn't going to sit back and die from a damn joy buzzer; where was the honor in that? Hosk refused to die, no matter how much that damn thing was hurting him and making his flesh crisp. Hosk reached down and grabbed the hand Joker had the joy buzzer in and sank his claws into trying to rend the hand from his arm by cutting it off; Hosk was out of options and things were starting to get woozy and he kept having little giggles for some reason; it was probably the gas. Hosk was trained in chemicals since hunters needed to know how to heal themselves; if Hosk managed to break Joker’s grasp with this attempt, he would need to go to a place with the appropriate chemicals to heal himself and find a cure for this gas or even then death was assured.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:51 pm
Joker yelped in surprise. "YEEEAAH!" He let go without thinking, saying, "Jeez, if you weren't having fun anymore, you could have said so..." clearly ignoring the fact that the hunter HAD said so.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 8:20 pm
The pain stopped; sure it was still there, but it wasn't increasing, it had just stopped. Hosk finally noticed Joker had let go and was extremely happy to have that clown finally let him go or it could have been the Joker Venom working his way through his system. Hosk did his best not to breathe it in, but some must have gotten into his system still. The constitution of a Yautja was greater than that of a human, so the effects started light, but they probably would get worst over time. Hosk was bound by honor to award the Joker for nearly killing him, but he was still angry on how dishonorable the whole thing was. Hosk took a charm from his armor and tossed it at Joker's feet as his reward; the charm itself wasn't much value alone, but it was made of the same metal used to create Hosk's armor. Knowing he needed to heal and this hunt had ended; Hosk retreated and grabbed his helmet, soon disappearing from sight as his cloaking came on. Hosk needed medical assistance and only a fool would have stayed there to die; Hosk was for the first time dishonored by fleeing the hunt limping no less, something he would have to mark on his clan's armor later.
((Exit Hosk to Gotham City.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 12:48 pm
Gossamer tuned and watched the creature run out. Well, try to run anyway. "Well, that was quite a show." she said, turning back to the Joker. "You alright?" Normally she wouldn't have cared to ask, but that thing did look like it tried to pull his head off. She felt Rosie's grip relax a bit and turned to look down at her. "Guess you didn't get into that much excitement while you were out. I'm gonna have to take you around and get you over that little phobia of yours." she said, patting her on the head.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 12:27 pm
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Joker laughed maniacally. Yes, he had enjoyed that. Yes, he was proud of himself. Yes, he was bleeding. No, he didn't care that he was bleeding. He nearly took down a Predator. He picked up the charm and hung it out of his pocket, like one would do with a pocketwatch. He turned to Gossamer and said, "I'm better than alright. My only regret was that I didn't kill him." He looked at his bleeding wrist and licked off some of the blood, then went to bandage it up with some gauss that he kept in one of his desk drawers. He pulled out the gauss, but started having trouble with wrapping it; he normally had Harley to help him, but she wasn't here, so oh, well. Wait, there was Gossamer... "Um, Gossamer, would you mind helping me? Not enough hands..." he asked politely; he actually needed help.
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Comic_Book_Joker Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 6:46 pm
Gossamer grinned a bit. This guy was certainly something else. Perhaps she could get him to go 'exterminating' with her once she decided to go after the bug again. The gas looked like it was still in the air, and not knowing how potent it still was, she decided walking wasn't the best option. With the shield still around them, her mist form might not work either. She lifted her had up and snapped her fingers, a bright green spark flying from them, and she dissapeared. She reappeared beside Joker and turned her attention to his arm. She gently took his arm in one hand and the gauss in the other. She muttered something to herself and the gauss began to move out of her hand and wrap itself around his arm.
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