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It’s the oldest, bestest gag in the book. Red and black. Like a bat. In a dream. In a window.

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@ApolloOfCrime @lamVengeance The knife spun upwards as the Joker fell, head thrown back, an arc of blood (liquid gold) spewing outwards.

He landed on his back in the sludge, staring upwards into the dark.

“Fancy doing that... to an... old friend...”

His eyes closed.

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“Harvey, Harvey, Harvey Dent.”

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@lamVengeance Joker stared down at Batman and watched.

... What was this?

Batman laughing... did he finally understand? Giving in to the chaos?

Did he finally get the goddamn joke?

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@lamVengeance Chuckling as Batman doubled over, Joker furiously yanked the blade down, outwards (feeling the wounds vomit blood), quickly following that up by driving a knee against the side of Batman’s head.

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@lamVengeance There! That was all that was needed for Joker to strike again.

The blade slipped out, slipped back in, quick jabbing motions, the wet, dull thud. Joker’s glove wet with the blood of his enemy.

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@lamVengeance The left hand slapped against Batman’s head, the thumb finding and pressing against Batman’s right eye, attempting to gouge it out, as his own right hand wrestled within the grasp of his enemy’s, trying to pull the blade out for another plunge.

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@lamVengeance “Easy, Batty, easy,” he whispered, twisting the blade a little within.

“Heheh... it hurts doesn’t it, feeling the body resist the foreign object, /yet/ clenching about it, as if not wishing to let go... you get it now? Do you /feel/ how funny that is?”

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@lamVengeance “Thaaaat’s it, Batty, that’s it...” The Joker whispered, as if gently coaxing himself to do something, his left hand seeming to reach out, gently swirling about, before he jerked forward, the blade flicking out.

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@lamVengeance “Heh heh... ha hah...” he muttered darkly. “You’d love to finish this tonight, wouldn’t you, Batty. A blaze of furious fists.”

He edged closer.

“But you’re bleeding out, like a stuck pig... I never want this to end! Oh, no... I just want to maim you a little, bit by bit...”

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@lamVengeance - the right elbow pointing backwards, the tip of the blade pointing at the straight man.

“In your element now, Batty... heh, hhrrm,” he croaked quietly. “You always did like to dance so violently.”

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@lamVengeance Placing a finger against a nostril, eyes fixed upon Old Pointy Ears, Joker blew a large clot of blood from the free nostril.

“Heh. Liquid gold, liquid gold...”

Joker sniffed freely as he moved, in a slight crouch, to the right, his left arm raised a little, level with his jaw,-

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@lamVengeance His heavily-dyed green hair flicked forwards as his head was rocked backwards, the cowl butting sharply against Joker’s nose.

He rolled backwards off of Batman, almost slowly, regaining his feet, staggering a few steps back, sniffing heavily, shaking his head sharply.

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@lamVengeance - crow’s feet at the edges of the Joker’s eyes deep. The sounds of the last dog, whimpering, limped away.

“Here you be, rolling around in the sewer, screaming, bleeding out, hoping for meaning in a meaningless world!”

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@lamVengeance Joker dropped down, straddling Batman’s chest.

“Look at you,” he said, grasping Batman’s jaw in a gloved hand. “Look at you!” he roared, his face close.

His other hand came into view, holding a knife, as his bloodshot, yellow eyes peered at the slits in Batman’s mask, the -

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@lamVengeance - cackling with glee. “Now, what did my dogs do to deserve such treatment?!”

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@lamVengeance - What he didn’t find amusing was the damage to the dogs. He couldn’t use them for hunting no more. And besides, Batman was the straight man! He wasn’t meant to be amusing!

With a flurry of kicks he was upon him, raining the kicks in, and also stamping down on the bloody leg, -

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@lamVengeance - streets the Joker had tricked down here, his bait, labelling them all ‘Batman’ to trigger his dogs into a snarling, drivelling wild rage.

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@lamVengeance - hunt another Batman? A big, fat juicy bat?” He unlocked the cage and stepped back, snapping, “Get him! Get Batman!”
The dogs raced out of their cages, running down the tunnels they had been trained to search over the months. Trained to search for the poor, people of the -