The Danger Room

[Byrd Man]

Welcome to The Danger Room, who wants a good ole fashioned slobber-knocking! Here we have a chance to take out our hostilities on each other and kick some ass! Here are the rules.


You can be any character you currently play in a comic RPG. So, MB and I having Supes and Hulk duke it out is acceptable due to the fact that we play them in RPGs. No CAH, or any other RPG in a diffrent media. Comics only.
while this is not technically an RPG it is aligned with it and should be respected as the others are .
You must stay in character with your character.
Before the fights begin, you must say what your character has on their person. I don't wanna see Bats whip out a anti-Hulk gun and kill Hulk all of a sudden.
No massive brawls. Two on two is the limit on fight memebers.
You can only be involved in mutiple fights if your character is battling a character in a different location. (IE: Superman can't fight both Lex Luthor and Spider-Man in Metropolis.)
Before a fight must begin, you have to run it by the other RPer you're fighting with
The fights won't last any longer than four days. You must have an end befoe then
You must say the location of the match in the opening post.
This will be the only thread. OOC comments can be allowed here
The first post from each player should say "Begin" at the top and the last post should say "End" at the bottom. And with that, let's get it on!!!

[twylight]

To clarify its not related to the Dream Team League or the Role-Players league It's to supplement and act as training/practice grounds for fighting in the RPGs. :yay:

This practicing can help for ALL the RPG's but to limit flaming/arguing we've limited it to playing Comic Based Characters due to them having *set* limits.
Most of you have those so, no complaining!

I shall post this in large letters again:

This thread is for training, and practicing your fight skill writing, and maybe in some instances to let off steam and test run a fight before actually using it in an RPG.

This practicing can help for ALL the RPG's but to limit flaming/arguing we've limited it to playing Comic Based Characters due to them having *set* limits.
Most of you have those so no complaining!

Also this is not for character development roleplaying, deep psychological issues and thoughts are to be kept for the RPG's, just let your character fight.



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Most of what I'm going to say Byrd already said it but I will do it anyway,

More than one fight is allowed at one time, however it is strictly, for now, One Vs. One. All Fights are Mutual, no planning needs to be involved, it's not an arc, it's just fighting, no winner needs to be declared, the fight ends when both parties consent to it.

You can fight in civilian identities of hero identities of your characters.


All fights between two players should start with each of them posting [Begin] in their first posts, along with the components for the fight.

All fights between two players should end with each of them posting [End].


Components:

Character - Kinda self-explanitory

Location - Must be somewhere practical for each character. Rogue can not fight on the Moon, and Aqua-man has a disadvantage in the desert. All characters carry the same weaknesses they do in the comics/RPGs.

Weapons - All Weapons carried by the characters must be listed in the first post from each player.

Clothing - Sometimes the clothing effects the characters, please state which costume they are wearing and please have them wear a costume...I don't want to see a nude Wolverine and Cyclops rolling in the mud together.

Health - List the health of the characters you're playing, have they been sick? Are they injured?

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There will be no OOC thread, all OOC comments should be tagged as being OOC with IC then being shown for in character.

If there is more than one fight going on at a time, prefix your threads with your characters name.

Watching/Spectators are fine, however limit OOC comments please, and tage them as OOC posts. :)


All Fights Done and Pending will be posted in THIS thread...if you'd like to Battle someone please PM Me, or post in the Bulletin Board thread in the Application/General Forum and we'll get it up here, but remember you need to have a Partner already set up and consenting.

But feel welcome to watch, there will be NO OOC thread to go with this since it is it's own thing...once a fight has started please no spectator comments. ;)

Current & Pending Fights Are Listed Here!
Click Me! I Dare ya! (http://forums.superherohype.com/showpost.php?p=13388174&postcount=2)





















P.S. If this fails it was Byrd's idea :cwink:



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[Byrd Man]

[Begin]

Fight

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Green Arrow (Oliver Queen) Byrd Man

VS.

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Black Canary (Dinah Lance) Twylight

Location: Oliver Queen's Bedroom

Ollie's Gear: Right now, Ollie is in full GA costume. He has his bow, arrows (trick along with regular ones) and his sword.

Dinah's Gear: Dinah is in full costume. Her only weapon is a bo staff.

[twylight]

I list my own stuff Byrd! No God-Modding :p

[Begin]
Ollie vs. Dinah


Character: Black Canary
Location: Ollie Queens Bedroom
Weapons: Bo Staff
Costume: Current one
Health: Perfect!

Got nothing right now, you start

[twylight]

[Begin]
Bats Vs Dinah


Character: Black Canary
Location: The Brownstone
Weapons: Bo Staff
Costume: Current one
Health: Perfect!

Bring it Bat boy

[Batman]

The Bat Vs. The Canary


Character: Batman/Bruce Wayne (Ultimate DC)
Location: The Justice Society Brownstone, New York City
Weapons: Battle ravaged, but fully equipped utility belt consisting of various trick gadgets, such as grappling hooks, gas bombs, and batarangs.
Costume: Dark Knight armor. http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t302/BatmanRPG/batmannewsuitrv1.jpg[B]Health: Peak condition.


[OOC: Oh, it'll be brought, Pretty Bird.]

[twylight]

The Bat Vs. The Canary

Dinah smiles and circles her bo staff at her side before lunging forward, Her hands firmly gripping the staff at its middle, her legs braced, the end of the staff levelled at the crack of armor at his shoulder.

Not a word at how sucky it is, and why is he on a police car? o.O

[Byrd Man]

I list my own stuff Byrd! No God-Modding :p

[Begin]
Ollie vs. Dinah


Character: Black Canary
Location: Ollie Queens Bedroom
Weapons: Bo Staff
Costume: Current one
Health: Perfect!

Got nothing right now, you start

I'm gonna enjoy this! :cmad:

WHAM!

Dinah flys through the air and slams hard against the wall. If she were any other woman, I'd feel bad about hitting her. But because of it's her, I actually enjoy it.

"I hope that hurt you...alot."

In my full Green Arrow getup, I leap onto my bed and crouch, waiting for her to make a move. When she finally does, I leap through the air and land on her.

"This has been coming along time...."

[twylight]

Arrow vs Canary
I'm gonna enjoy this! :cmad:

WHAM!

Dinah flys through the air and slams hard against the wall. If she were any other woman, I'd feel bad about hitting her. But because of it's her, I actually enjoy it.

"I hope that hurt you...alot."

In my full Green Arrow getup, I leap onto my bed and crouch, waiting for her to make a move. When she finally does, I leap through the air and land on her.

"This has been coming along time...."

Dinah wiped the blood from her mouth and brought her leg up between his before thrusting her palm into his nose. Rolling out from under him she stood. Her feet spread in a fight stance her hands held out in front of her ready for action.

"Oh trust me, not half as long for you as it has been for me."

She lunged forward with her fist, to catch him across the chin in a solid punch.

last one is open to be interpreted

[Byrd Man]

Dinah wiped the blood from her mouth and brought her leg up between his before thrusting her palm into his nose. Rolling out from under him she stood. Her feet spread in a fight stance her hands held out in front of her ready for action.

"Oh trust me, not half as long for you as it has been for me."

She lunged forward with her fist, to catch him across the chin in a solid punch.

last one is open to be interpreted

Blood splatters on the wall and I feel one of my teeth pop loose. Eh, it's a false one to begin with, Roy knocked it out years ago during a sparring session.

"You *****!"

I gain my bearing enough to kick her legs out from underneath her. She falls hard to the floor and I whip my sword out.

"C'mon, Birdy. Let's see how that stick of your holds up to some real steel."

[Batman]

The Bat Vs. The Canary

Dinah smiles and circles her bo staff at her side before lunging forward, Her hands firmly gripping the staff at its middle, her legs braced, the end of the staff levelled at the crack of armor at his shoulder.

Not a word at how sucky it is, and why is he on a police car? o.O

Quiet, you! Batman can perch where he pleases!

She's strong. Fast. Everything I feared her to be, since her arrival in Gotham. Naturally, I question what strengths are on my side, and what weaknesses. But such thought comes at a less than favorable end, as I realize who I'm up against. So, I decide to go with the rarer approach...

Act, and don't think.

She comes towards me with the staff. Strong titanium alloy, no doubt. Lucky, Wayne Enterprises specializes in such fields, if not it's CEO alone. I thrust my gauntlets up, and brace for impact as the staff collides, sending off an impressive array of sparks. I grit my teeth...

Damn it, she's better than I expected. I actually begin to feel my forearms shake, under the strain.

"If I wanted a fight, I would've asked.", I growl, taking the staff, pulling, and bracing her abdominals with my boot.

Dropping to the ground, I pull harder, and kick, sending her flying over me. It does little good, as she flips, and lands with a sure amount of footing. She's quick, that's apparent. Have to play on her weaknesses... if, that is, I find any.

I leap to my feet, and gauge her, indicating for her to come straight at me. Her weaknesses will become that much more obvious through strategical combat. Then, only then, can I learn what she's doing in Gotham.

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"But I'll oblige anyway."

[twylight]

Arrow vs Canary

Blood splatters on the wall and I feel one of my teeth pop loose. Eh, it's a false one to begin with, Roy knocked it out years ago during a sparring session.

"You *****!"

I gain my bearing enough to kick her legs out from underneath her. She falls hard to the floor and I whip my sword out.

"C'mon, Birdy. Let's see how that stick of your holds up to some real steel."

I hit the ground with a *thud* my right hip taking most of the impact. The bedroom leaves little room for maneuverability but it makes up with diversions. grabbing a pillow I thrust it into the sword, causing an explosion of feathers. Taking the opportunity I catch his legs with my own, and upper cut him in the jaw as he comes down.

Struggling to stand I grab my staff from the floor and shove the end into his kidney.

[twylight]

The Bat Vs. The Canary

The Bat Vs. The Canary



Quiet, you! Batman can perch where he pleases!

She's strong. Fast. Everything I feared her to be, since her arrival in Gotham. Naturally, I question what strengths are on my side, and what weaknesses. But such thought comes at a less than favorable end, as I realize who I'm up against. So, I decide to go with the rarer approach...

Act, and don't think.

She comes towards me with the staff. Strong titanium alloy, no doubt. Lucky, Wayne Enterprises specializes in such fields, if not it's CEO alone. I thrust my gauntlets up, and brace for impact as the staff collides, sending off an impressive array of sparks. I grit my teeth...

Damn it, she's better than I expected. I actually begin to feel my forearms shake, under the strain.

"If I wanted a fight, I would've asked.", I growl, taking the staff, pulling, and bracing her abdominals with my boot.

Dropping to the ground, I pull harder, and kick, sending her flying over me. It does little good, as she flips, and lands with a sure amount of footing. She's quick, that's apparent. Have to play on her weaknesses... if, that is, I find any.

I leap to my feet, and gauge her, indicating for her to come straight at me. Her weaknesses will become that much more obvious through strategical combat. Then, only then, can I learn what she's doing in Gotham.

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"But I'll oblige anyway."

Like he expects me to come straight for him, I wasn't born yesterday. He holds himself with confidence that's rightly justified from that last move. He's strong, fast and knows how to use his body weight to it's full ability.

"I don't generally need to ask."

I move forward, feign a side kick but switching out in the last moment and catch him in the abdomen with a roundhouse, following up with a left hook and my right palm to his chin. I wince as my hand meats his armored mask. He comes prepared that's for sure.

[Byrd Man]

Arrow vs Canary



I hit the ground with a *thud* my right hip taking most of the impact. The bedroom leaves little room for maneuverability but it makes up with diversions. grabbing a pillow I thrust it into the sword, causing an explosion of feathers. Taking the opportunity I catch his legs with my own, and upper cut him in the jaw as he comes down.

Struggling to stand I grab my staff from the floor and shove the end into his kidney.

I wince in pain as the stick connects with my kindey. God, I already have problems pissing now..

Forget it, forget the pain. Push it to the back of you mind.

I hear Dinah's stick cutting through the air and heading towards my skull. I roll away as quickly as I can, the stick makes a large slap as it smacks agianst the floor. She swings at me again, this time I have my sword up and in position to block her blow.

"Isn't that just like an airhead? Bring a stick to a knife fight?"

[Batman]

The Bat Vs. The Canary

The Bat Vs. The Canary

Like he expects me to come straight for him, I wasn't born yesterday. He holds himself with confidence that's rightly justified from that last move. He's strong, fast and knows how to use his body weight to it's full ability.

"I don't generally need to ask."

I move forward, feign a side kick but switching out in the last moment and catch him in the abdomen with a roundhouse, following up with a left hook and my right palm to his chin. I wince as my hand meats his armored mask. He comes prepared that's for sure.

I stumble back, nearly winded from the last hit. Even with the armor... it doesn't matter. I still felt it. Which means she's obviously been trained to penpoint the weaker nerves and softer bones. Were I not wearing the cowl, I'd hate to imagine what could've happened...

Strength, speed, and calculation. Definitely not her weaker points. But neither are they mine. Which either means we're far too evenly matched... or I just have to keep digging. And all the signs are scattered at this point, making my task all the more harder.

The pain in my lower chest still singes, as I regain footing just in time to avoid a fall. She's relentless. A smart move, on her part. But there is nothing that will stop me from making sure she comes out of this un-intact. There's a lesson to be learned, in meddling in affairs in which you don't belong. And a little pain isn't going to stop that...

I grab her arm as she lunges for another punch, this time at my chin. She's noticed the armor. A pity. I was hoping to at least allow her to continue believing she actually stood a chance. With a precisive elbow, I strike her in the arm, and follow that attack with a knee to the waistline. She staggers back, as I leap forward, and tackle her, slamming my head as hard as I can into her nose.

I don't make a habit out of brutality against females. But god knows, I've been tempted too many times as it is. And it may be the only way to end this mindless struggle...

[twylight]

The Bat Vs. The Canary



I stumble back, nearly winded from the last hit. Even with the armor... it doesn't matter. I still felt it. Which means she's obviously been trained to penpoint the weaker nerves and softer bones. Were I not wearing the cowl, I'd hate to imagine what could've happened...

Strength, speed, and calculation. Definitely not her weaker points. But neither are they mine. Which either means we're far too evenly matched... or I just have to keep digging. And all the signs are scattered at this point, making my task all the more harder.

The pain in my lower chest still singes, as I regain footing just in time to avoid a fall. She's relentless. A smart move, on her part. But there is nothing that will stop me from making sure she comes out of this un-intact. There's a lesson to be learned, in meddling in affairs in which you don't belong. And a little pain isn't going to stop that...

I grab her arm as she lunges for another punch, this time at my chin. She's noticed the armor. A pity. I was hoping to at least allow her to continue believing she actually stood a chance. With a precisive elbow, I strike her in the arm, and follow that attack with a knee to the waistline. She staggers back, as I leap forward, and tackle her, slamming my head as hard as I can into her nose.

I don't make a habit out of brutality against females. But god knows, I've been tempted too many times as it is. And it may be the only way to end this mindless struggle...

"Ah!" try as I might to hold it in, the cry escaped my lips. I don't want to show any weakness or fear, but that hurt! His head comes towards me and I tilt back to create distance and lessen the blow as much as I can.

It connects anyway, bringing tears to my eyes. Anger boils up inside me as my nose smarts, in a trained reaction I bring my knee up to his groin, wrapping my leg around his and pulling it out from under him. I have to get him down, he's to much of a threat if he stands. He hits the ground with a thud as his back connects to it. But the impact will do little to stun him given his armor.

His armor gives him a distinct advantage over me, covering most of the practical pressure points. His arms however, givn the smaller armor patches, and the potentially light structure of their manufacture might give me a chance if I manage to hit it hard enough.

Regaining my balance I lean over I strike the Pericardium 4 pressure point as he hits the ground. Taking the opening that gives me I step away from him slightly so he can't catch my legs.

[Batman]

Flash Clash!

The waves of the world were shot, upright, as two twin blurs of crimson energy dashed across them in between the space of seconds. By the time anyone would notice, they would be long gone, in their limitless battle that would shake the foundations of the world, were it ever captured in motion. All of that ran through Wally West's mind in the blink of an eye. And still, he did not care for a moment. He just kept punching away, trying his hardest to make his advasary scream for mercy, as he watched the imposter's blood seeped onto a costume Wally knew all too well.

A sonic boom echoed straight through Metropolis, Gotham City, Bludhaven, and Star, before finally, the conflict came to a momentary halt, as the streaks of energy came crashing through the walls of Keystone City's brightest, boldest, and most treasured monument ever forged. A monument to heroes long since passed, and others still fighting the good fight. In seconds, the southeast wall of that very building was reduced to mere rubble, as both scarlet-clad men came to a stop, glaring at eachother with hatred for reasons they didn't fully understand.

Wally glared at the imposter, as lightning surged through his eyes, and crossed his entire body, giving off a violent discharge, as he could only come up with one taunt to gague his enemy to fight back, and make it a worthy victory for him.

"I don't know who you are, or where you came from, pal. But I know this much... you are not Barry Allen!"

[Byrd Man]

Flash Clash!

The waves of the world were shot, upright, as two twin blurs of crimson energy dashed across them in between the space of seconds. By the time anyone would notice, they would be long gone, in their limitless battle that would shake the foundations of the world, were it ever captured in motion. All of that ran through Wally West's mind in the blink of an eye. And still, he did not care for a moment. He just kept punching away, trying his hardest to make his advasary scream for mercy, as he watched the imposter's blood seeped onto a costume Wally knew all too well.

A sonic boom echoed straight through Metropolis, Gotham City, Bludhaven, and Star, before finally, the conflict came to a momentary halt, as the streaks of energy came crashing through the walls of Keystone City's brightest, boldest, and most treasured monument ever forged. A monument to heroes long since passed, and others still fighting the good fight. In seconds, the southeast wall of that very building was reduced to mere rubble, as both scarlet-clad men came to a stop, glaring at eachother with hatred for reasons they didn't fully understand.

Wally glared at the imposter, as lightning surged through his eyes, and crossed his entire body, giving off a violent discharge, as he could only come up with one taunt to gague his enemy to fight back, and make it a worthy victory for him.

"I don't know who you are, or where you came from, pal. But I know this much... you are not Barry Allen!"

I stand across from my nephew, the same one who's resented me all these years for killing Thawne, who's wearing his own Flash costume. It makes me proud, and kind of angry.

"I am Barry Allen! But I don't think you're Wally West. Wally isn't even speaking to me! Why would he put on a Flash suit??"

I dissapear from the imposter's sight, appearing behind him and grabbing him around the throat.

"Who sent you?!"

[Harlekin]

[Begin]
Crispus Allen vs. The Joker

Character: Crispus Allen
Location: 24-hour Wal-Mart
Weapons: Gun
Costume: Standard dress
Health: Prime

“Yes, Dore, I’ll get the Apple Jacks, not the Corn Pops this time,” Detective Crispus Allen said over his cellphone as he handled a box of breakfast cereal in his hand. He ended the conversation and looked at the cereal again. “What’s the difference, anyway?” he mused as he put the box in his cart. He was just off the night shift and had to stop at the Wal-Mart for ‘essential breakfast foods’. Sometimes, he thought his wife worried too much.

He hummed a little song as he went through the aisles, stopping here and there to look at the multitude of products and place one of them in his cart. Stopping at the toy section, Crispus looked at the ‘Mask of Zorro’-set on sale. Jake would probably like that, he thought as he placed the item in his cart and went along, humming a few more bars.

[Keyser Soze]

[BEGIN]

Character - The Joker
Location - 24 Hour Wal-Mart
Weapons - Several handguns, a knife, an acid-squirting trick flower, an electric joy-buzzer, razor-sharp playing cards, an exploding yo-yo, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
Clothing - Purple suit, with a green waistcoat and blue shirt underneth, and a purple overcoat on top.
Health - Wonderful, thanks for asking!



LAUGH IT UP

"Oh, I love shopping in Wal-Mart at 3am, you meet some real weirdos. HA HA!"

The Joker sauntered through the aisles of Wal-Mart, his cart filled to the brim with diapers. Lots of diapers, nothing else. Don't even ask why.

"Egads! Could it be! Crispy, one of the ol' boys in blue!"

The Joker had spotted Crispus Allen doing some late night shopping of his own. The cop hadn't spotted The Joker yet. The Clown Prince of Crime decided to toddle along and say hello. Abandoning his cart, he approached Crispus.

"Good evening Officer, I'd like to report a shooting. This one..."

The Joker pulled out a handgun, and shot a passing shelf-stacker in the head.

"Clean up on aisle five! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

[Harlekin]

"Clean up on aisle five! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Blood splattered on Crispus’ tailored suit. Instinctively, he pulled his gun and turned to aim it at the criminal. To his shock and horror, the Joker stood before him. “You,” he said, his hands quivering, even with Crispus’ usually steel nerves. He’d heard enough stories about the Joker. Heck, he had been to the funerals of the cops he had killed. He had at one time, even met the deranged man. The Joker obviously remembered him too.

In situations where man is confronted by intense stress or danger, they can be overtaken by three reactions. Fight, flight or freeze. Crispus’ brain yelled fight, his heart screamed for flight, and his body couldn’t help but freeze. He stared at the Joker helplessly and then to the man the Joker had just killed. The Joker seemed amused.

Crispus was not.

Heart gave in to his brain, as did his body.

It was time to fight.

Crispus fired off two shots, aimed at the Joker’s right leg.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker jumped backwards, evading the first shot. But the second shot clipped his thigh, causing him to tumble backwards through a display tower of canned brockwursts.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

The Joker emerged from the wreckage clutching his right leg, firing his handgun wildly in all directions.

[Harlekin]

One of the wildly shot bullets of the Joker narrowly missed Crispus’ head while another scraped his shoulder. It hurt nonetheless and Crispus weighed his options as he ducked behind the shelves of canned fruits. He could shoot just as wildly as the Joker, in hopes of hitting him, or he could do what he became a cop for in the first place:

To serve and protect.

“Everybody, get out, NOW!” he yelled as he ran through to the store to the entrance. He had to get the civilians out first. “NOW!” he yelled again as he guided the people out of the store. Then Crispus heard the shots stopping and reached for the nearby phone, frantically dialling the number of the police department.

The line was dead.

[Keyser Soze]

One of the wildly shot bullets of the Joker narrowly missed Crispus’ head while another scraped his shoulder. It hurt nonetheless and Crispus weighed his options as he ducked behind the shelves of canned fruits. He could shoot just as wildly as the Joker, in hopes of hitting him, or he could do what he became a cop for in the first place:

To serve and protect.

“Everybody, get out, NOW!” he yelled as he ran through to the store to the entrance. He had to get the civilians out first. “NOW!” he yelled again as he guided the people out of the store. Then Crispus heard the shots stopping and reached for the nearby phone, frantically dialling the number of the police department.

The line was dead.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Why don't you reach out and touch someone?"

The Joker hurled a watermelon at Crispus.

[Harlekin]

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Why don't you reach out and touch someone?"

Crispus Allen narrowly dodged the watermelon, ducking behind the counter. The crazy ****ing clown, he thought to himself as he looked around for materials to use. He’d have to save the gun for precisions shots. The only two things in reach were a stapler and a tagging gun. He needed to get back into the store.

Crispus jumped up from behind the counter, taking the chair and kicking it towards the Joker.

Quickly, he ran away, in the direction of the condiments section.

[Keyser Soze]

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Why don't you reach out and touch someone?"

Crispus Allen narrowly dodged the watermelon, ducking behind the counter. The crazy ****ing clown, he thought to himself as he looked around for materials to use. He’d have to save the gun for precisions shots. The only two things in reach were a stapler and a tagging gun. He needed to get back into the store.

Crispus jumped up from behind the counter, taking the chair and kicking it towards the Joker.

Quickly, he ran away, in the direction of the condiments section.

"Oh, so he's going for a supermarket sweep, eh? Two can play at that game..."

Joker followed Crispus back into the Wal-Mart, but took a different, more direct route to the condiments section. He grabbed a bottle of mustard, and as Crispus rounded the corner, The Joker sprung out and squirted the bottle's contents into Crispus' eyes.

With Crispus stunned, The Joker cracked him in the side of the head with the bottle, knocking him to the ground. Then, he stood over him gloatingly, one foot planted on his chest while he perused the shelves.

"Would you like to sample some of the ketchup?"

[Harlekin]

"Would you like to sample some of the ketchup?"

Crispus rubbed the mustard from his glasses and saw the Joker grinning at him. Unlike the Joker, he found it impossible to quip at the situation. Taking the stapler out of his pocket, Crispus rammed it into the madman’s leg, stapling away, fastening the tailored pants to the skin of the Joker’s leg.

Yowling in pain, the Joker released the pressure and Crispus rolled away. Opposite to the condiments were various other items used in the preparation, such as flour. Crispus scrambled to his feet and grabbed two bags of flour, throwing them back at the Joker immediately.

[Batman]

The Bat Vs. The Canary

"Ah!" try as I might to hold it in, the cry escaped my lips. I don't want to show any weakness or fear, but that hurt! His head comes towards me and I tilt back to create distance and lessen the blow as much as I can.

It connects anyway, bringing tears to my eyes. Anger boils up inside me as my nose smarts, in a trained reaction I bring my knee up to his groin, wrapping my leg around his and pulling it out from under him. I have to get him down, he's to much of a threat if he stands. He hits the ground with a thud as his back connects to it. But the impact will do little to stun him given his armor.

His armor gives him a distinct advantage over me, covering most of the practical pressure points. His arms however, givn the smaller armor patches, and the potentially light structure of their manufacture might give me a chance if I manage to hit it hard enough.

Regaining my balance I lean over I strike the Pericardium 4 pressure point as he hits the ground. Taking the opening that gives me I step away from him slightly so he can't catch my legs.

Distinct pain shockwaves through my body after each blinding, unseen, relentless attack. First in the groin, then my spine, and finally the weaker points in my armor. It sends a clear message to me... whoever she really is, given that she's far too old to be the Dinah Lance I know, she's far from an untrained amatuer. Discovering the weaker points in my armor exposes her expertise. But it does me little good, as I try to press on with the attack.

Pain's still throbbing. Head's spinning. Have to ignore it... use it... put everything that went into it right back at her...

With a calculated push, I use my body as a spear, straightening it and slamming both legs into her ribs as I fly. Realizing this won't do me much good if I don't land, I spread my cape out, and twist, pushing off of her and leaping into the air. I've played too many games with her as it is... she's already proven herself a clear threat, and unwilling to talk, or be intimidated. It's time I took her down for good.

Reaching into my belt, I unsheathe a handful of mini-smoke grenades, and toss them towards her. They explode upon impact from hitting the floors, and create a clear trail leading straight to her. If she comes for me, the smoke will affect her... possibly collaspe her lungs, if she's foolish enough to breathe it all in. But something tells me she's not.

"You almost had me,", I call out, letting the cowl protect me as I place my cape over my exposed mouth, so as to not let my own weapon become my handicap. "It's clear that you've prepared for encounters like this. Perhaps you've even faced far more skilled men then I could ever dream to be."

My voice goes around in circles. A trained ventriloquism I learned from Zatarra Zatanna, in the art of show. I just managed to harness it for more practical means.

"That doesn't mean you're free from mistake. And I think you know that.", I growl.

[Keyser Soze]

"Would you like to sample some of the ketchup?"

Crispus rubbed the mustard from his glasses and saw the Joker grinning at him. Unlike the Joker, he found it impossible to quip at the situation. Taking the stapler out of his pocket, Crispus rammed it into the madman’s leg, stapling away, fastening the tailored pants to the skin of the Joker’s leg.

Yowling in pain, the Joker released the pressure and Crispus rolled away. Opposite to the condiments were various other items used in the preparation, such as flour. Crispus scrambled to his feet and grabbed two bags of flour, throwing them back at the Joker immediately.

The two bags of flour exploded all over The Joker. For a second, The Joker was lost in a mist of flour. When it cleared, The Joker was left standing, covered head-to-toe in white flour. He looked like some kind of cheap B-movie ghost. He shook his head, and a cloud of flour rose from it.

"Oh God! Oh God! My...my skin! It's all white! HA HA! All...all white...HA! Whatever will I do! HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAH!"

He let out an exclamation of pain as he stepped forward, remembering the staples now lining his leg. His smile remained fixed, but his eyes burned with hatred.

"You're not the only one with toys, old man."

With a flick of the wrist, The Joker produced a knife. He took a threatening step forward, another puff of flour rising up in his wake.

"Now come here, so I can give you a nice big smile..."

[Batman]

Flash Clash!

I stand across from my nephew, the same one who's resented me all these years for killing Thawne, who's wearing his own Flash costume. It makes me proud, and kind of angry.

"I am Barry Allen! But I don't think you're Wally West. Wally isn't even speaking to me! Why would he put on a Flash suit??"

I dissapear from the imposter's sight, appearing behind him and grabbing him around the throat.

"Who sent you?!"


Gritting his teeth, Wally's eyes widen as he realizes that even he couldn't see the opponent cross over from one side of the room to the other. It would be almost fooling, were he any other man. But Wally had faced many threats like this. Notably from the misguided magician, Abra Kadabra. This could easily have been one of his tricks at work, trying to throw The Flash off of some other scheme he was planning. But Wally didn't have time to think about that now... he was at the mercy of the imposter Barry Allen's rock-hard grip.

Vibrating his molecules, so that they became intangible, The Flash phased right through the imposter, and grabbed him by the waist. With a super-charged pull, Wally threw the mimic Flash across the hall, into the chamber of villain costumes that the museum had kept on display. Turning, Wally raced forth, little more than a blur, as he slammed into his opponent before he could think to get up. The two streaks of crimson bounced across the room, breaking numerous tubes that protected the costumes of Captain Boomerang, Mirror Master, The Trickster, The Pied Piper, and The Top from harm.

"Man,youreallypickedthewrongdaytomesswithme,", The Flash blurted out, in sentences faster than the speed of light, before decking his enemy with a right, and knocking him out of the force of speed that Wally had dragged him into with the attack.

Coming to a stop, as his boots steamed from the heat, Wally grabbed the enemy, and held him to his face, angrily.

"You've got the costume, the voice... even the power of my uncle down pat. But you've got to your facts straight, if you really want to play me for the fool.", Wally continued, with a glare. "I could've never hated Barry! NEVER!"

[Harlekin]

"Now come here, so I can give you a nice big smile..."

Unpredictably would be key in beating the Joker, and therefore, without warning, Crispus lunged forward, grabbing the Joker’s knife hand. Pulling out the tagging gun from his coat, Crispus tagged a price on the Joker’s head, which was likely to hurt. Carrying the shift of momentum along, Crispus forced the Joker to the ground and ran again.

He’d have to find a place from which he could get a clear shot.

He’d been lucky twice now in a close confrontation, but he couldn’t risk sticking close to the madman. Who knew what the kooky criminal kept in those pockets? Crispus had seen the photographs of the deranged smiles the villain had forced on the faces of good cops. Crispus was determined to not let that happen to him.

Crispus stopped running when he had reached the two section once again.

[Keyser Soze]

Crrrrrrrrrkt...

The loudspeaker system crackled into life.

"Good evening customers, if you see a middle-aged black man with a bullet wound hobbling by, please steer clear of him, as he is marked for death. And we have a fabulous buy 1 get one free offer on 6-packs of Pepsi! Thank you for listening."

Crrrrrrrrkt...

And then, all the lights switched off.

[Harlekin]

The lights went out.

Not a good thing, Crispus mused as he stood in the toy section. It did give him a sense of the Joker’s location. Now all he had to do was get the Joker into the right spot at the right time. To do that, he’d have to attract some attention. He tried to look around him in the pitch black darkness for anything that could aid in this.

“Sometimes the simplest solution really is in front of you,” he said as he smiled and rammed himself into the of the shelves. It fell over as predicted and started a chain reaction as shelve after shelve fell to the ground, knocking over other shelves and displays. It was still dark, but it’d give him a much better line of sight.

Trouble was, the same held true for the Joker.

[Byrd Man]

Flash Clash!


Gritting his teeth, Wally's eyes widen as he realizes that even he couldn't see the opponent cross over from one side of the room to the other. It would be almost fooling, were he any other man. But Wally had faced many threats like this. Notably from the misguided magician, Abra Kadabra. This could easily have been one of his tricks at work, trying to throw The Flash off of some other scheme he was planning. But Wally didn't have time to think about that now... he was at the mercy of the imposter Barry Allen's rock-hard grip.

Vibrating his molecules, so that they became intangible, The Flash phased right through the imposter, and grabbed him by the waist. With a super-charged pull, Wally threw the mimic Flash across the hall, into the chamber of villain costumes that the museum had kept on display. Turning, Wally raced forth, little more than a blur, as he slammed into his opponent before he could think to get up. The two streaks of crimson bounced across the room, breaking numerous tubes that protected the costumes of Captain Boomerang, Mirror Master, The Trickster, The Pied Piper, and The Top from harm.

"Man,youreallypickedthewrongdaytomesswithme,", The Flash blurted out, in sentences faster than the speed of light, before decking his enemy with a right, and knocking him out of the force of speed that Wally had dragged him into with the attack.

Coming to a stop, as his boots steamed from the heat, Wally grabbed the enemy, and held him to his face, angrily.

"You've got the costume, the voice... even the power of my uncle down pat. But you've got to your facts straight, if you really want to play me for the fool.", Wally continued, with a glare. "I could've never hated Barry! NEVER!"

I feel Wally's hot breath against my skin and I grit my teeth.

"That changed the day I had to save your aunt from Professor Zoom by snapping his neck."

His fingers slip as I vibrate and go intangible, slipping from his grap.

I think fast, grabbing Captain Cold's old Cold Gun and spraying frost on Wally's boots to distract him.

"I know you've got be a fraud, you changed the Flash suit!"

I speed off, out of Keystone and racing around the globe.

[Keyser Soze]

The lights went out.

Not a good thing, Crispus mused as he stood in the toy section. It did give him a sense of the Joker’s location. Now all he had to do was get the Joker into the right spot at the right time. To do that, he’d have to attract some attention. He tried to look around him in the pitch black darkness for anything that could aid in this.

“Sometimes the simplest solution really is in front of you,” he said as he smiled and rammed himself into the of the shelves. It fell over as predicted and started a chain reaction as shelve after shelve fell to the ground, knocking over other shelves and displays. It was still dark, but it’d give him a much better line of sight.

Trouble was, the same held true for the Joker.

*BOOOOOOOOOOOING*

*BOOOOOOOOOOOING*

*BOOOOOOOOOOOING*

In the dark, the springing sound could be heard, getting closer and closer to Crispus Allen. It was The Joker, bouncing on a pogo-stick, and he was fast approaching Crispus.

"BOO! HAHAHAHAHA!"

He pointed his gun at Crispus (or round about where he thought he was, hard to aim in the dark) and opened fire.

[Harlekin]

Crispus dropped down to the floor and returned fire. To his amazement, one of the bullets hit the bottom of the pogo stick, forcing it backwards, thereby toppling the Joker forward. Crispus quickly scrambled to his feet and smiled as he saw an entire box full of bouncing balls. Taking them out of the box, he threw them in the vicinity of the Joker.

Again, Crispus ran, but this time, with direction. If he’d remembered right, there’d be an entire shelve full of marble sets around the corner that he could use.

[Keyser Soze]

Just as The Joker was regaining his footing, a bouncing ball clipped him right under the chin, knocking him to the ground again. As he struggled to his feet, he looked over at a giant teddy bear sitting on the display shelf.

"What are you laughing at? HA HA!"

The Joker put a bullet in the teddy bear's head, and it exploded in a mushroom cloud of stuffing. Chuckling fiendishly, he set off in pursuit of Crispus.

"CRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISPY! Come out come out whereeeeeeeeever you are...."

[Harlekin]

"CRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISPY! Come out come out whereeeeeeeeever you are...."

Crispus hoped he’d live to see his wife and kids again. As he heard the Joker approach, he snatched as many sets of marbles as he could and unleashed them onto the floor. Immediately afterwards, he drew his gun, turned around the shelf and unloaded his entire clip into the dark of the supermarket.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker felt bullets whizzing past, narrowly missing him.

"HAHA! Missed me..."

But before he could respond, his feet slid right out from under him. He landed hard on his back.

What the hell just happened?

As he lay prone on his back, he felt around the floor, and discovered the culprit. Marbles.

"Ugh....I feel like I've walked into a Home Alone movie..."

[Harlekin]

"Ugh....I feel like I've walked into a Home Alone movie..."
“Culkin never did this good,” Crispus replied as he jumped on the Joker and delivered a blow to the clown’s head with his gun. Fear was slowly making way for righteous anger.

http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/7820/crispuscp1.jpg

“Now what do you think your odds are, you sonuva*****?” Crispus asked as he levelled the gun to the Joker’s face.

[Keyser Soze]

"Oh, I always have an ace up my sleeve..."

With a fluid flick of the wrist, The Joker produced a playing card from his sleeve, and swiped it across Allen's face, the razor sharp edge cutting through his skin.

With Crispus momentarily stunned, Joker took advantage and swiped the cop's gun away. Then, still lying on his back on the floor, The Joker grabbed Crispus by the back of the head, pulled him close, and sunk his teeth right into the flesh of Allen's cheek.

[Harlekin]

“RRRARRRGH!” Crispus yelled out in pain. The Joker was biting in his cheek! In his cheek! Still on top of the Joker, Crispus was able to apply pressure with his legs to the Joker’s lungs, forcing him to let go. Blood covered Crispus’ cheek but he used the moment to deliver a headbutt, quite possibly breaking the Joker’s nose in the process.

[Keyser Soze]

“RRRARRRGH!” Crispus yelled out in pain. The Joker was biting in his cheek! In his cheek! Still on top of the Joker, Crispus was able to apply pressure with his legs to the Joker’s lungs, forcing him to let go. Blood covered Crispus’ cheek but he used the moment to deliver a headbutt, quite possibly breaking the Joker’s nose in the process.

Blood gushed out The Joker's shattered nose, and he made gurgling sounds as he struggled to breathe. But still, the laughter came.

"Sssssssssssssssshlt! Heh heh heh heh HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ffffffft!"

The Joker hit Crispus with a stiff knee to the privates, knocking the cop off his mounted position. Both struggled to get to their feet, but The Joker was up first, and he charged at the winded Allen, and smacked him with a swooping kick that connected under the jaw.

[Harlekin]

Crispus winced as the Joker kicked him the genitals. The Joker was about to make the pain worse as his kick connected with Crispus’ jaw, sending him falling on top of one of the shelves he had knocked over. Every bone was starting to hurt not to mention he was getting bloodied. Still, most of that blood was from the clown, Crispus noted as he quickly scanned the toppled shelf for anything useful.

The Joker was approaching him now again, laughing.

That damned laugh.

As the Joker momentarily stood gloating, Crispus quickly pushed himself off from the shelf and turned, smacking the Joker full in the face with a plastic trout. The shelf Crispus had been knocked into housed plastic animals for kids to play with in the bathtub.

[Keyser Soze]

The Joker was sent flying back into a shelf full of toy animals. Sputtering and coughing amidst his giggles, blood streaming down his face, The Joker struggled back to his feet.

"You hit me with...a fish?"

He grabbed onto one of the toy animals.

"I see your fish, and raise you...a RUBBER CHICKEN!"

The Joker pimp-slapped Crispus with a rubber chicken.

[Harlekin]

The rubber chicken knocked out a tooth. It got Crispus mad. Immediately, he returned the blow with the trout while reaching back with his hand to grab something to shield himself with. He ended up pulling out the rubber duck, which squeaked as he held it tightly. The Joker laughed as Crispus threw the duck into the air and went in for another smack with the trout.

[Keyser Soze]

Before Crispus could connect with the trout, The Joker shot a spray of acid from his trick-flower into his face. As Crispus collapsed backwards against the shelves, screaming in agony, The Joker reached into his pocket.

"Oh, Crispy, this has been a hoot! But time marches on, and I have other pressing engagements. But this was a wonderful contest. Let's end it on a gentlemen's handshake."

By now, of course, The Joker had slipped a high-voltage joy buzzer onto his finger. He forcibly grabbed Crispus' arm, and thrust it into a lethal handshake.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA HHA!"

When the smoke had cleared, and The Joker finally released the handhsake, all that was left of Crispus Allen was a charred carcass.

"CRISPY CRISPY! HA HA! CRISPY CRISPY!"

The Joker peeled the price-tag off the rubber chicken, and stuck it onto the burnt remains of Crispus' forehead. Then, hoisting up the corpse by the shoulders, The Joker dragged it through the Wal-Mart, and dumped it into his shopping cart on top of all the diapers. Whistling to himself, The Joker pushed the cart up to the checkouts. Empty now, of course.

"That's the thing about Wal-Mart. Terrible customer service. Come on, Crispus, let's take a ride..."

Patting the fried corpse on the head, The Joker strolled past the checkouts, and straight out of Wal-Mart.


[END]

[Harlekin]

[END]

OOC: Great job, Keyser. Really sick. Was fun to play with you.

[Keyser Soze]

[END]

OOC: Great job, Keyser. Really sick. Was fun to play with you.

OOC: Thanks! Had great fun playing with you too. :woot:

[Blacklight]

[Begin]
The funniest battle evah!

Location - An old Gotham circus

Character - Deadpool (OU)
Weapons - Swords, guns, teleprter belt
Clothing - classic red duds
Health - perfect
vs.
Character - Joker (OU)
Weapons - funny weapons.
Clothing - Purple tux.
Health - Perfect


[OOC: I'll start it.]

[Blacklight]

[Begin]

Deadpool came all the way to Gotham to track down his latest assignment, the Joker. He was a threat and needed to be eliminated.

"Hey BL! I forgot my line! What was it? Oh yeah! Nevermind... He's here." He said as he found himself in front of an old Gotham circus, and went inside. He just walked over to find his target, standing in anticipation in the center ring. He pulled out his gun and aimed at his chest.

"This ends now, whackjob. Look who's calling the kettle black?"

[Karem-Knight]

[Begin]

Deadpool came all the way to Gotham to track down his latest assignment, the Joker. He was a threat and needed to be eliminated.

"Hey BL! I forgot my line! What was it? Oh yeah! Nevermind... He's here." He said as he found himself in front of an old Gotham circus, and went inside. He just walked over to find his target, standing in anticipation in the center ring. He pulled out his gun and aimed at his chest.

"This ends now, whackjob. Look who's calling the kettle black?"


Character – The Clown Prince of crime, the greatest comedian in the world! The clown psychopath, the one the only……………………….JOKER!

Weapons – Uncle J’s super happy gas! A GUN! Several things that go BOOOOOOOM! And other magical instruments HA!

Clothing – Lovely purple tuxedo, a bleached version of the Tommy Hilfinger line, give him a call for I have looooovley ideas! HA!

Health – Perfect- Thank you, I do take care of myself! HA!


The Joker stood there; perfectly still, without so much as a nudge, with only one emotion stuck on his face, his smile. He turned around and like a showman raised his cane high in the air, talking to the latest person who had come to kill him, this man was in for a surprise.

“Please. Don’t. Kill ME!”

The Joker said with a sad face starring at the mercenary raising his eye brow and lowering his gun slightly, “Be-cause if I don’t live then…..” The Joker pressed a button from his cain, “I won’t be able to see the FIREWORKS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”


BOOM!

An explosion came from where Joker was standing, happily pleased with his latest achievement something then happened, from behind the mercenary tapped him on the shoulder.

[Blacklight]

Character – The Clown Prince of crime, the greatest comedian in the world! The clown psychopath, the one the only……………………….JOKER!

Weapons – Uncle J’s super happy gas! A GUN! Several things that go BOOOOOOOM! And other magical instruments HA!

Clothing – Lovely purple tuxedo, a bleached version of the Tommy Hilfinger line, give him a call for I have looooovley ideas! HA!

Health – Perfect- Thank you, I do take care of myself! HA!


The Joker stood there; perfectly still, without so much as a nudge, with only one emotion stuck on his face, his smile. He turned around and like a showman raised his cane high in the air, talking to the latest person who had come to kill him, this man was in for a surprise.

“Please. Don’t. Kill ME!”

The Joker said with a sad face starring at the mercenary raising his eye brow and lowering his gun slightly, “Be-cause if I don’t live then…..” The Joker pressed a button from his cain, “I won’t be able to see the FIREWORKS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”


BOOM!

An explosion came from where Joker was standing, happily pleased with his latest achievement something then happened, from behind the mercenary tapped him on the shoulder.





"Peek a boo!" Then Deadpool punched Joker in his smiling face before teleporting away into the bleachers.

"Apparently this guy didn't do his homework. That's why..." Then with another button click he poofed in front of the Joker, and stepped on his chest.

"...You fail." He finished as he pulled out his sword...

[Karem-Knight]

"Peek a boo!" Then Deadpool punched Joker in his smiling face before teleporting away into the bleachers.

"Apparently this guy didn't do his homework. That's why..." Then with another button click he poofed in front of the Joker, and stepped on his chest.

"...You fail." He finished as he pulled out his sword...

“HAHAHA! That’s FUNNY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The Joker got out his electric buzzer and stabbed the mercenary sending volts all around his body and causing him to drop his sword on the floor, which he soon fell to, The Joker got up smiling even more so then last time picking up the sword as he watched the mercenary heal, faster then thought.

As he got up the clown stabbed the hit man straight into the back as he heard his scream as the blade dig into the flesh of this man’s body,

“Now, who’s “failing”? HAHAHAHAHA!”

[Byrd Man]

[Begin]


WHAM!!!!

I hit the ground hard. I'm not sure exactly where I am. The last thing I remember is Game Genie using Donkey Kong to throw barrels at me.

"Bruce, Johnny....It's Blurry....Bruce, Johnny! Come back!"

I furiously tap my communicator. All I get is static.

I sit up and start to look around. My body feels diffrent, I can feel energy flowing through my veins.

"What the hell is going on?"

I start to look around, my eye catches a large billboard sign.

"'Welcome to Keystone, Kansas'...I know one thing, I'm not in Chi-Town anymore."

[Johnny Blaze]

It took all his patience to move at the pace of the mundane people, but Savitar did just that as he walked about the streets of Keystone city.
The crowds around him gave him a wide berth and the fear and uncertainty could be clearly seen in the eyes of every man, woman, and child who looked upon the Lord of Motion as he strode through their ranks in his costume.

He paid the rabble no heed though. They were beneath his notice...the little fish in the concrete sea he was now in. He was after the big fish, the speedster. Particularly the Flash.

Savitar had been over the city a dozen times at super-speed, he even paid a visit to the house of the Wests, but there was no sign of his quarry. So he decided to take a different approach. He would travel at the snail's pace of the everyday peasants that surrounded him and gasped and cried out in panic as they saw him.
He had hoped that this way his prey would come to him. But this seemed to not be working either.

So it was time to change tactics. It was time to chum the waters.

The motion not even registering to the naked eye, Savitar reached out at super-speed and grabbed a nearby begger by his throat. Lifting him off the ground, Savitar held him there as he struggled for breath, allowing the masses around him to witness that act.
And like he was throwing a fastball, Savitar hurled the man through a nearby storefront window, shattering it. The mob screamed in terror and began to flee, trying to get as far away from this new Rogue as possible.

Sirens could be heard a few blocks away, getting closer with each passing second.
The two squad cars came in fast on Savitar, but the Lord of Motion was the faster. Savitar held out his hand towards the police cruisers and both vehicles came to a screeching halt. One of the officers was not wearing a seatbelt, and the sudden force of the stop sent him crashing through the windshield and landing on his head dozens of feet away with a sick "SNAP".

Like a man calmly shooing away a pest, Savitar sent the two police cruisers flying backwards into the air as though they were a feather floating on the wind. Both cruisers crashed into the McDonalds down the block, collapsing the roof of the structure ontop of all the patrons inside.
More screams rang out into the air as the dust settled on the grisly seen, and pedestrians caught a glipse of the bodies sticking out of the rubble.

The Master of Speed smiled as he took it all in. The blood was in the water...it wouldn't be long for the big fish to take the bait.

[Blacklight]

“HAHAHA! That’s FUNNY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The Joker got out his electric buzzer and stabbed the mercenary sending volts all around his body and causing him to drop his sword on the floor, which he soon fell to, The Joker got up smiling even more so then last time picking up the sword as he watched the mercenary heal, faster then thought.

As he got up the clown stabbed the hit man straight into the back as he heard his scream as the blade dig into the flesh of this man’s body,

“Now, who’s “failing”? HAHAHAHAHA!”

"Owie. That sucks. Now I know how Batgirl felt when this guy shot her in the spine and she became Oracle. Oh wait! That didn't happen yet..." Deadpool said as he stared at his own blade sticking through him and as his target laughed continuously.

"It hurts like hell, but it makes me look so f***ing bada**. Oh well. Easy come, easy go..." He finished before pulling out the katana and watching the Joker's jaw dropped as his wound healed in seconds.

"Is it this hard for Batman?" Deadpool asked his foe, as he took his gun and shot Joker in the leg.

POW!!


"That was a crappy sound-effect word. Why don't you use BLAM, BL?"


"Shut up, Wade!"

[Karem-Knight]

The Joker fell to the ground, wincing in pain, “I….HAHAHAHHHAHA! Give you credit, not many people have OW! Done that HAHAHAHHA!”

Getting up, in pain slowly Joker, sprayed laughing gas into the mercenary’s face, and laughing his head off watched as the variation of his gas made the merc chuckle and fall to the ground.

Finally the hitman woke up, his hideous scarred face exposed as his mask lay in front of a table, he himself stuck in a table with his arms, stuck into the table with knifes, with The Joker starring at him, “Gooooooooood morning!”

The Joker said, smiling with glee.

[Blacklight]

The Joker fell to the ground, wincing in pain, “I….HAHAHAHHHAHA! Give you credit, not many people have OW! Done that HAHAHAHHA!”

Getting up, in pain slowly Joker, sprayed laughing gas into the mercenary’s face, and laughing his head off watched as the variation of his gas made the merc chuckle and fall to the ground.

Finally the hitman woke up, his hideous scarred face exposed as his mask lay infront of a table, with The Joker starring at him, “Gooooooooood morning!”

The Joker said, smiling with glee.

"Do I smell Bacon? Or is that just your face?"

"Look at the pot who's calling the kettle black!"

"This guy really really really should've done his homework." Then Deadpool then quietly pressed a remote trigger in his palm, concealed beneath his glove, that remotely activated his teleporter belt to get himself out of his sticky situation, and pulled out his sword, and swiftly cut off both of Joker's arms in the blink of an eye.

"Hah! Let's see you use that Joker gas now, laughing boy! Even though technically my healing factor is supposed to make me immune to poisons and gases, but I'll let that slide. Makes for a better story anyways. :up:" Deadpool said with two thumbs up to the armless, howling-in-pain yet laughing at the same time Joker. Grabbing and putting back on his mask to re-conceal his disfigured mug.