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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 0:00:23 GMT -5
It seemed as though the little redhead was in the clear. For the first time that evening after her trail of lies, he decided to believe her. Summer wasn’t going to say another world about it and silently prayed that she was going to be able to continuously keep her lie intact. However rather than releasing her, the Joker seemed to decide on another freedom he could take from her. “Wait, stop! What do you think you are doing? Getting that ratty thing away from me!” She squealed in protest, her eyes wide as she watched the large man reach for one of the checkered green and purple bandanas that resided on the floor. “Don’t you dare-“ She screamed, forgetting that her phone had been removed from her lap as she desperately tried to shake her head back and forth, prohibiting him from gagging her.
After a few attempts, he managed to effectively placed the material over her mouth. Summer opened her mouth to protest, only to have the fabric pull at the corners at her mouth as he tightly knotted the handkerchief behind her hair. Summer attempted to speak though her gag, though her hateful attempt of a reply was greatly muffled. “Mmppph!” the reporter attempted, glaring as he smiled down on her. Unable to speak, Summer was forced to watch in horror at the cruel and demented prank he decided to pull on her poor mother. The reporter shouted insults through her tight gag; though none resembled the words they were supposed to be. Her cheeks turned as red as her hair, how dare he inform her mother of such horrible and false information. At least, it was false for now. Summer was unsure if he was simply trying to get a rise out of her by showing her how easily he could affect the ones she loved or if he simply had intentions on killing her.
Summer glared at him, her green eyes full of absolute hatred. His referral to her behind, causing another annoyed ‘mmpph’ and blush from the young reporter. The moment the knot behind her head was rendered loose, she shouted. “Fuck you! You are a repulsive, foul excuse of a human being and I refuse to do this anymore! Let me go this instant! You are not getting anything else out of me!” She was furious, her bound hands shaking with rage.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 0:14:28 GMT -5
"Hm. Maybe another example of what I like to call 'true intent' W.C., You and Curly front and center now boys we don't have all night!"
Two more goons appeared and stood behind Summer and awaited orders as Joker leafed through her phone. Infiltrating her photos and he smiled and he switched to her address book.
"Go to....263 Lexington heights Apt. 4-E and kill everyone there. Send photos so out guest can witness what consequences her actions have on others. HeeHeeHeeHee"
The address he gave was to her best friend's apartment.
"Now back to our interview. Summer, why'd you come? Hm? Was it to fulfill some fantasy off meeting Gotham's Clown Prince? Was it to try to get your name up there so you can get that fancy journalist job on national television, or were you just hoping the park had admission free on Thursdays?"
He chuckled and skipped down the stairs and sat in front of her again.
"You broke another rule, you refuse to cooperate so now someone's death is on your hands. How does that make you feel?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 0:41:55 GMT -5
She glared up at her captor, making an effort to struggle against her restraints despite how exhausted her body was. Her petite frame was sore and dealing with the repercussions of her prior actions, begging to be set free. Her wrists were red from where the hard plastic had been rubbing uncomfortably against her pale skin, but she continued to struggle. The moment the address of her best friend left his mouth, Summer screamed. “No! Please! He hasn’t done anything, please! Don’t take it out on him. It’s my fault! You can’t do this!”
Embarrassed that she had gone from so fierce and resorted to begging, the last thing she wanted to do was have her close friend feel the wrath of her repercussions. “Do whatever you want to me, but leave them alone!” He seemed intent on getting back to their makeshift interview. She debated on whether to be genuine or reply in complete sarcasm, though with her loved ones lives at risk she figured that she better comply. “I have been studying you for years. Five to be exact. I have covered every action, story and crime you have committed.” For years it had been like the Joker was simply a character in a book she had read, one that she considered close to her despite the fact they had never met. Now she was beginning to see that in reality, his was much more horrifying than she could have ever imagined.
“My research led me here,” She replied, deciding not to give any credit to Harvey at all in fear that he might be targeted next. Summer had ended her sentence bravely, trying desperately to control her newfound rage. “It feels horrible.” She began, “I’d rather you just kill me now.” Her voice shaking, she looked up at him, her eyes pleading. “Please don’t hurt him.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 0:54:02 GMT -5
Joker looked at her intently wondering if she had in fact learned her lesson. on the other hand, he was starting to wonder how far he could push her before she went crazy herself. He was sure some form of therapy was in order but why do thing halfway? He looked to WC and Curly.
"Extra large pepperoni and pineapple. Heavy on the anchovies. I think the lady could use some water. Larry oblige her."
He giggled a little as his two guys went on the pizza run. and he leaned back sliding his foot playfully up and down her calf.
"I'd guess you didn't study me enough. Aheh! Buuut nothing like a crash course is there? Like I said, I need you. I"m not gonna kill you. If you play along you'll go back to your happy little life, on your happy little job, telling your happy little stories. I just want the interview. I have something to say and you're the perfect gal for it. You say all i want is attention well, then give me some. Heehee! Is that too much to ask?"
"So you followed a lead and you hit PAYdirt! Here I am just ready to dig in to the dirt! So...."
He held the phone up to her face and he smiled.
"Ask away."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 14:54:18 GMT -5
“Why are you doing this?” She asked desperately, halfway relieved at the discovered prank. Having her best friend at the mercy of the Joker would have seriously scarred her and modified her life presently, as if he hadn’t done enough of that already with the recent brand on her upper thigh. The target was one of the few Summer could say she completely trusted and was just as dedicated to the job as she was. He had been her most reliable camera man for two years and a devoted musician. After developing a crush on him during her internship with Gotham Live, she couldn’t imagine a life without him. The flawless reporter couldn’t imagine is downfall resulting in her stubbornness, and she would do anything to save him from the Joker’s wrath.
She allowed a sigh of relief to escape her lips when she realizes he had simply pulled another harmful joke on her once more. Summer cringed as he touched her, whimpering at his touch. “Okay, I will play your stupid game….I will give you whatever you want” She began with obvious distain. “You just can’t hurt anyone else, just take it out on me. They haven't done anything” she managed bravely. His touch resulted in gooesbumps racing across her exposed, pale skin though the tight ropes prevented her from jerking away. She had said numerous times that he simply wanted attention, now it was coming back to bite her.
The red head closed her eyes for a moment, trying to compose herself. It was almost impossible to forget the past hour and continue this as though it was a simple interview. While he was trapped behind bars or restrained in Arkham, she might have loved an interview with the infamous Joker. However, that wasn’t the case. “Why did you blow up those buildings? I mean, I know why but…there has got to be a pattern of some sorts and I know you are not stopping with the bat signal. I just do not know how those buildings are even relevant to anything. Did you do it just so you could wipe out a large portion of police squad? I know that Harv and his team were there investigating a murder …So….that means you set them up. You wanted to kill them?”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 15:15:48 GMT -5
"Well Summer you see it comes down to this. The Gotham boys in blue are corrupted by a bureaucracy of deceit and those who feel they are above the law. So I have taken it upon myself, as only any true faithful citizen of Gotham would do and have decided to clean house. I'm just doing it a little quicker. HeeHeee."
He leaned back his eyes ogling his previous handy work as he continued.
"At the top isn't the Mayor. The Mayor is a pawn who should be removed but he has strings, and I love puppets on strings. HAHAH No, the one on top is Gordon who refuses to follow a mandate from his boss by sticking that giant flashlight on the top of his fortress to call Batsy instead of hunting him!"
His eyes flashed with rage as he paused and took a deep breath and he smiled.
"So I am going to make sure Gordon is charged and locked away removed from his seat of power, and that manhunt will continue for Batsy because he belongs in Arkham with the rest of us."
"Was it a trap for Gotham's finest?"
He shrugged.
"Beats me. I think I forgot to set that timer for daylight's saving. HeeheeheeHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 16:10:32 GMT -5
Summer couldn’t exactly say that his statement was completely wrong. It was all a little corrupt, though his methods of coping with the situation were entirely drastic and dangerous. She didn’t approve one bit, nor could she believe that he was telling her all of this information to use on her show. Was this all simply a warning or a message that he wanted to get out or was he ranting? The tone of his voice made that unclear, but she followed and hung onto every single word that left his painted lips.
She couldn’t stand when his eyes roamed across her body, fully aware that he was enjoying her current state. Summer gave another round of struggling to let him know that the fight was not fully out of her yet. Her mouth flew slightly open as he ended his rant. “Gordon arrested? How do you think you are going to manage that? You won’t get away with this.” Even though Summer did have her differences with the man, she couldn’t imagine him behind bars after all the noble work he had done for the city. There were periods where he carried Gotham.
“If Gotham bothers you so much, why don’t you just leave? Everyone else seems to be just fine with everything. Just because you have a problem with it doesn’t mean you blow everyone up!” Summer argued back. She couldn’t get into his frame of mind, but then again she wasn’t sure that she wanted too. He was completely mad. “And what makes you think that the rest of Gotham is going to turn on the Bat Family? Batman doesn’t belong in Arkham, that’s just for you and your little clown friends.” Summer was beginning to grow somewhat heated. While the nosy reporter had stayed close on the Joker’s trail for years, she also closely followed Batman. Discovering any of the Joker’s origins had simply let her in a large perplexing circle, while Batman was a little easier to trace. She had narrowed down a wide list of potentials to a mere few as too who the face behind the mask really was, though it was not yet confirmed.
“That’s sick! You just murdered all of those people for some scheme that will basically run this city to the ground! And once you ‘clean house’ who is supposed to fill in the positions? You are insane!”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2014 20:42:13 GMT -5
Joker laughed as if there was a joke he had told & he just delivered the punchline. He slapped his leg because he was obviously amusing himself, then wiped a tear from his eye and took a deep breath.
"That's what's so funny. The Mayor by law must do it! Batsy is a criminal just like the rest of us loonies. They just can't do it without him so they turn a blind eye. Well no more!"
He pointed to the sky as if delivering some kind of sermon.
"One way or another, Gordon will end up in Blackgate and fed to the wolves. HeeHee!"
He leaned back and examined his glove as if he was checking his fingernails a smug look on his face.
"As far as Batman, well I have something to reveal to Gotham that will turn the whole circus upside down, and you Ms. Gleason have the honor of delivering it, and you will deliver it...."
He leaned forward his nose almost touching hers, his hot breath on her face as he examined her more closely and took a deep inhale of her at her neck.
"Because, we know what happens when we break the rules, don't we? Heeheeheeheeeeooooohahahahah"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2014 1:08:08 GMT -5
Summer didn’t see how the situation was hysterical. He was a toxin to the community and his plans sounded like they were only going to create a persistent peril to the people of Gotham. The city needed Batman and his efforts had lead the city in very progressive steps when it came to cleaning up the excessive amount of crime that the city managed to harvest. While she never saw him as a criminal to begin with, she certainly couldn’t picture both he and Gordon within the walls of Blackgate, especially considering the number of individuals that they had helped put in there. “And who is going to catch the Batman? You?” she scoffed, unable to resist rolling her eyes at his antics.
The young reporter swallowed nervously when her part in this elaborate scheme was about to come into play. Summer tried to lean back in her chair as far as possible as he put his face dangerously close to hers. She could feel his warm breath bouncing off her porcelain skin and she looked up, practically forcing herself to meet his gaze. “You kill the people I love. You’ve made that perfectly clear, you sick son of a bitch.” Summer said, her voice lacking any definite emotion.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 17, 2014 16:10:16 GMT -5
He sat back once more and stared at her pondering if he should reveal everything and slowly licked his lips.
"Hmmm well I don't think I will tell you everything, but the police will catch him, if not half of Gotham once they find out he made me."
He looked at her blankly and didn't smile or giggle the tone in his voice could not be more serious.
"Oh yes, every drop of blood I spill is on him. He's had plenty of chances to take me out but he can't do it. You'd have to ask him why. Sometimes, I beg him to, but he won't. SO....I just keep reminding him one death at a time that all of this...."
He waved his hand as if gesturing to the room and the insanity it housed.
"...is his doing. Now, do you feel he is the guardian angel? Your defender? NO! He's simply doing damage control! None of us he will get rid of permanently. Just locking us away in that asylum so he can have a day off and it starts up all over again! We're crazy! Insane! We can't help ourselves! Heehee! But HE can stop it but he WON'T! This town needs a police force who will do what it takes to get the job done and Gordon is just as much a problem as Batsy."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2014 19:17:39 GMT -5
Summer was confused as to why he was literally revealing his entire plan before her. She felt like a pawn in it and the words simply disturbed her just listening to them. The last thing she wanted to do was aid him in any way in this progress, but it appeared as though she didn’t have a choice She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, wincing as she attempted to move her recently branded leg. “You might as well,” She started, nervously. “I mean, you seem to be on a roll.”
With the recording device tucked away uncomfortably inside her blouse, she was going to catch every last cackle that left his red lips. Who could she pass it off too? Harvey? That was the first face that popped up in her head. Maybe then he will have some insight as to what the Joker was scheming, if he didn’t know already. While usually she might try to tease him for it and hold out on giving him some of her leads, she wanted to personally aid in getting the Joker secured and off the streets after everything he had put her through.
Compliance seemed to be an efficient method, despite how much she wanted to argue it seemed to be useless as long as he was in such a position of power over her. “Did you ever think he doesn’t kill you because, I don’t know…he has morals? I’m sure that’s not a common theme in your world, but what makes you think that after all this effort the pattern won’t just repeat again? “
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2014 19:41:39 GMT -5
He chuckled sensing that she was fishing for all of his information.
"Oh yes I'm on a roll and if you think I'm revealing ALL my tricks you don't know me like I thought you did. I'm crushed."
He gave a mock pouty face and chuckled as his men returned with the pizza. He opened it right infront of her and held it back quickly.
"None for you! You've been bad! Curly, Moe, take the lady home she has much to report and remember Ms. Gleason anything you do that I don't like and someone dies. Kthanks! HEEEEEEHAHAHAHHAHAHAOoOOOOOHHHH PIZZA!"
His goons threw a bag over her head once more. She had the sensation of being lifted but she and the chair together. Soon she was slid into what she assumed was a van. After a drive the doors opened, she was untied and shoved out the door her phone flew through the air smacking the pavement hard.
Moe waved at her laughing.
"We'll keep in touch. Have a good night now! HA!"
The van sped off as Moe slammed the van door shut.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 14:42:12 GMT -5
Summer jumped as the door burst open once more. For only a few brief moments she hoped that it was someone coming to her rescue, though after only several seconds she realized that she was blatantly mistaken. Just as quickly as his large companions had returned, she found a hood thrust over her head once more. The redhead decided to remain silent, practically fuming under the hood. She couldn’t say that she didn’t expect it, though it would have been nice to see the path they were taking her, in hopes she might have something to report back or information she might have for some kind of personal gain.
A squeal flew from her lips as she was lifted – chair and all. When she was finally set down, she heard the sliding of van doors. Wait- if they were driving her out of here, which had to mean that whatever path they had taken, would be rid of any traps. Summer peeled her eyes, attempting to see through the dense fabric in order to make out and figures. Her chair slid around, as the van took some drastic turns and after twenty minutes, the van came to a complete halt. Summer chair slid forward, though she was more than relieved that she had managed to stay upright the entire trip rather than crashing unpleasantly and defenselessly onto the hard floor.
The door slid open once more and her restraints were cut loose. Summer went to rub her sore wrists which were encased with deep red rings from the zip tie. Thrown from the van, Summer ripped the hood off her head just as her phone landed next to her. She quickly reached to retrieve it, relieved that its protective casing had prevented it from breaking or shattering. After struggling to get to her feet, she met the gaze of one of his crew, “I’d rather you didn’t.” She replied hatefully, turning to see that they had delivered her right to the entrance of her apartment complex. Three police cars surrounded her building and one rushed to her the moment he laid eyes on the disheveled redhead. This was going to be hard to explain.
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