I'm dropping Bizarro, or Bizzaro, for another DC character.
Karem-Knight has given me his expressed permission.
None. However, the Joker has a virtual arsenal of crazy-tastic guns, weapons, and other little 'toys.'
Well, not a lot is known about the Joker. He's a sadistic murderer with an obsession with Batman. He doesn't have a backstory, he doesn't have an origin. He just is.
A while back, I had a massive IC fight with Karem as Daredevil. I'd like to try it from the other side this time.
I was told by pretty much every one of my (imaginary) buddies in Ultimate Marvel that my Deadpool was pretty good. He's the closest I've ever come to playing a real, bona fidelus psychopath; until now, that is.
A pretty decent writer who has read plenty of Joker-related comics.
Please allow me to introduce myself.
I'm a man of wealth and taste
The city has been quiet lately.
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
That's a good thing, I suppose. Well...
Good for a few individuals, as far as I reckon.
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
And, well, my reckoning is pretty well-off, to be honest.
Sure, I get off by hearing the terrified cries of innocent bystanders, but, hey, who doesn't?
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
I've found in my years of gleeful misanthropy, one word has been common among the teeming, terrified, tumultuous masses:
"Why?"
Their papers print it in their headlines, their news anchors ask it time and time again, and the mommies and daddies ask each other before they go to sleep every night.
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
The answer is invariably simple of course, as most things in life are.
It makes me smile.
Then again, what doesn't these days?
I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
People these days are far too serious. After all, there's a punch-line in everything.
Isn't there?
Bombings, robberies, and rapes all have a brighter side, you've just got to be enlightened enough to see it.
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Psychopaths, loony-toons, and kooks all have the right idea. I mean, when do you see one of them without a big ol' grin on their face?
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
The city has been quiet lately.
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
That's a good thing, I suppose. Well...
Good for a few individuals, as far as I reckon.
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
And, well, my reckoning is pretty well-off, to be honest.
Sure, I get off by hearing the terrified cries of innocent bystanders, but, hey, who doesn't?
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
The city really has been quiet, even if my head hasn't.
Now, I know what you're thinkin'.
And, no. I don't hear 'voices.' I'm not crazy.
Just enlightened; ideas buzzing here and there inside my mind... it gets hard to keep track.
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But whats puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
The city's quiet.
It's about time I change that.
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
Hope you guessed my name.
But whats confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
"Woo-woo!"