"Slaughter Water sounds like they're putting pig's blood in it." Which was really not his idea of a good time, but he had a feeling the Joker disagreed with that assessment. He walked out of his cell and over to the Joker's, careful to keep his own wedged open. Then he knelt down and started the process again, although it should be considerably easier from the outside. "My diagnosis isn't as interesting as yours, so why bother? I just have compulsions, everything else is sprinkled on. I get bored."
How could he help it, given how smart he was? "I'll get a red bull, love that stuff." Really kicked the brain into hyper gear. "Come on out, my friend." Pushing the door open, he got back to his feet. "Let's walk a bit."
As soon as the Joker was out, he wrapped an arm around Edward and pulled him in close. He loved Eddie, he really did. When he first came to Arkham, he was young and cute, so fresh faced and ready to prove his worth. The Joker adored him, he was such a cutie. A little shit and a horrible bastard sometimes and yeah, the Joker had to punish him often but gosh, he did certainly adore him.
"Let's talk about December. I wanna call dibs. I already told all the other rogues about it. We're starting to pave the way, Ed. We're starting with holidays. The gangsters are out, the freaks are the future. I want you to take a holiday too." He didn't care which but he called dibs on Christmas. It was time.
"They're gonna clean up Gotham, did you hear? Ol' Jimmy-Jim, Batsy and Harvey Dent."
"So I've heard." It was kind of difficult to miss, Ed wasn't sure what to make of it. He leaned against the Joker, since it was always better to give in than to resist with him, thinking it over. "You can have December, I'm not sure any holiday really suits me. But I do think we need more theme commitment. These new ones, some of them? They think they can just get a mask and a bit of a gimmick and play in the big leagues. Takes more than that. They won't last."
He wouldn't let them last and he knew the Joker had similar sentiments. "Judicative, executive and the Bat cracking down is going to create pressure. Something is gonna give." He wondered what it'd be. "Dent's lasted longer than I'd have thought, pissing off so many people. Gorgeous face, frustrating bastard. I've been wanting to-- Damn, so many things I could do with that man."
"I hear from the insiders who work for the boring ol' gangsters that Maroni has dibs but given he's close to being caught by them, not sure if it'll pan out. I think if the gangsters don't get him, we will." He just wasn't sure how. Maybe someone would shoot him, maybe they'd drop him off a pier, maybe they'd rape his wife and kill them both. It was inevitable. "He hates us all, that's a bad luck. No one should pick a fight with the likes of us."
And yet, many did.
"These days, it's all the same. You have a gimmick and you kill but it's not just the killing that makes you a rogue. You can be in the club and never off a single one. It's passion, vision, creativity. It's being a new breed of man." And so many, they didn't have what it took.
The Joker frowned and then looked at Ed. "You're horny for the lawyer?"
"Hmm, not really. He's too vanilla, too corporate. I need someone with a few rough edges to really get me going, you know? I just want to have him strapped to a wheel and quiz him." But who didn't have those urges? Edward thought about that handsome face twisted in pain, perhaps some despair, and - sure - it did something for him. Although there was also something to be said for him being so triumphantly smug. He was a handsome bastard, had to give him that. "Here's hoping he'll at least make a pretty corpse, no matter who gets to him."
Maybe it could be him, even if he didn't much feel like killing him off. He didn't see the point, he preferred for people to stay around so he could play for longer. "What I am concerned with is culling those wannabes." Because quite a few of them were starting to piss him off. "No artistry."
"Tell you what - let's play. I'll keep the freaks on the move, the good ones, and we'll lead a charge on those boring old gangsters cause yawn, what a snooze. In turn, you can round up the ones that you think ain't worth our time. We pool together and massacre. What do you think?" There was a time when people told him that Edward was a poser so he had a lot of doubts on who was what. He wanted to hear a consensus and not general opinions and grudge taking. And Edward would have grudges, sure, but he didn't care who stole a riddle gimmick. They could die for all he cared.
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How could he help it, given how smart he was? "I'll get a red bull, love that stuff." Really kicked the brain into hyper gear. "Come on out, my friend." Pushing the door open, he got back to his feet. "Let's walk a bit."
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"Let's talk about December. I wanna call dibs. I already told all the other rogues about it. We're starting to pave the way, Ed. We're starting with holidays. The gangsters are out, the freaks are the future. I want you to take a holiday too." He didn't care which but he called dibs on Christmas. It was time.
"They're gonna clean up Gotham, did you hear? Ol' Jimmy-Jim, Batsy and Harvey Dent."
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He wouldn't let them last and he knew the Joker had similar sentiments. "Judicative, executive and the Bat cracking down is going to create pressure. Something is gonna give." He wondered what it'd be. "Dent's lasted longer than I'd have thought, pissing off so many people. Gorgeous face, frustrating bastard. I've been wanting to-- Damn, so many things I could do with that man."
There were oh so many ideas coming to mind.
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And yet, many did.
"These days, it's all the same. You have a gimmick and you kill but it's not just the killing that makes you a rogue. You can be in the club and never off a single one. It's passion, vision, creativity. It's being a new breed of man." And so many, they didn't have what it took.
The Joker frowned and then looked at Ed. "You're horny for the lawyer?"
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Maybe it could be him, even if he didn't much feel like killing him off. He didn't see the point, he preferred for people to stay around so he could play for longer. "What I am concerned with is culling those wannabes." Because quite a few of them were starting to piss him off. "No artistry."
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"Together, Ed, we'll build a new Gotham."