Post by Joker on Sept 3, 2008 15:34:13 GMT -5
This was meant for BBA so its a wolf version.
The night was heavy and another crime spree plagued the packlands of Gotham. Of course, none other than
Jokester was to blame. He was the cause of half the shit that happened in this wide range of terrain. Usually his
crime would be either holding some poor victim hostage or setting up a strange trap. It varies when it comes to Jokester.
Now, he had the commander of the Gotham Warriors, Gordon, pinned ontop of the highledge of Gotham. This was
the common headquarters of the warriors. Jokester was holding him over the ledge and had him pinned to the rock
with his talons deadly close to his throat. If the warrior made a move, it would certainly mean putting a hole through
his throat. Also, the ledge gave a sheer drop that would be fatal.
"HAH HAHAHAHAHAH HAHHHH!" came Jokesters cruel laugh. "You should have all seen it coming! I mean, who else
would make the wolves of Gotham feel safe besides Batsy eh? Thats right, Commander Gordon! I thought 'Hey, maybe
I should kill him! That would sure inflict some happy in Gotham!'" he continued to ring out laughter as he held the commander
closely to the ledge and his demise. Jokester was too preoccupied, however, to notice a wolf sneaking up behind him.
The unknown wolf came up behind Jokester and tried to pin him on the back of his neck with his paw, but Jokester
quickly retaliated and lashed out with his backfoot, causing the wolf to fall to the side. Jokester laughed and jumped
at the realization of who it was. "Ah, the Batwolf."
The now known Batwolf stood up and growled, "Let him go Jokester." the crazed wolf turned his head in confusion
and barked, "Bad choice of words. HAHAHAHA!" he let the commander go and ran off to the side in an attempt to escape.
Batwolf ran over the side of the cliff and reached out with his paw as his backlegs clung to the ledge. He had
ahold of Commander Gordon, but was about to yelp out when his backlegs started to give out. To his relief, however,
some wolves came and took his backlegs in their grasp and were gentley pulling him up and over the ledge. When they
were safe, Batwolf took off after Jokester as Gordon said, "Thank you.."
Jokester was running through the woods in triumph at the thought of losing Batwolf. He kept running until Batwolf
dropped in front of him like an eagle. Jokester jumped backwards and barked, "You didn't like the game I played with
Gordon? Ah, too bad!" he laughed. Batwolf came at him full force with a flurry of kicks and swipes in an effort to beat
this crazed madwolf. However, Jokester had beat the Bat many times before in fights and was determined to beat him
at this one too. He dodged both ways, spun to build up force of a roundhouse kick, and planted it across Batwolf's face.
Batwolf flew back and hit a tree and collapsed with a sigh
Jokester laughed in triumph but did a little too soon, because a new form flew in and landed the perfect kick to the back
of Jokesters head. Jokester, caught by surprise, fell down and landed with a sigh but was still smiling. Batwolf stood up
and shook himself to address the young wolf who had just saved the day. "Thanks Robin. Good work." the other wolf replied
with a nod and they both turned to stare down at Jokester. Robin spoke up first, "Off to Arkham, I presume?" Batwolf nodded
as the warriors rushed in to take him into custody. By the time they had their paws on Jokester, Batwolf and Robin were gone.
Jokester awoke wearing a straight jacket. This was a device used to keep the criminally insane from getting away or
causing harm to theirselves. It basically fit like a housedog's sweater but the sleeves went around the back of the wolf
first and then snapped in front. Jokester blinked when he realized what was surrounding him. Walls made of leaves and
twigs. Very thick. He stared around until the front of his carrier opened and a couple of warriors stood outside with strange, identical
markings on their faces. "Move along." they barked as they walked in and began prodding Jokester, but at the same time helping him walk.
When he stepped out, it was like nothing he had ever seen before. Before him was what seemed like a wasteland of
nothing. Off in the distance, he saw an old abandoned human wearhouse that was..quite large. The building itself seemed
eerie and shielded from light. At the same time, the building was also beaten and torn up. The place had a very large, metal
fence surrounding it and a gate that signaled as the entrance. Across the gate in big skritchy letters spelled out 'Arkham Asylum.'
The night was heavy and another crime spree plagued the packlands of Gotham. Of course, none other than
Jokester was to blame. He was the cause of half the shit that happened in this wide range of terrain. Usually his
crime would be either holding some poor victim hostage or setting up a strange trap. It varies when it comes to Jokester.
Now, he had the commander of the Gotham Warriors, Gordon, pinned ontop of the highledge of Gotham. This was
the common headquarters of the warriors. Jokester was holding him over the ledge and had him pinned to the rock
with his talons deadly close to his throat. If the warrior made a move, it would certainly mean putting a hole through
his throat. Also, the ledge gave a sheer drop that would be fatal.
"HAH HAHAHAHAHAH HAHHHH!" came Jokesters cruel laugh. "You should have all seen it coming! I mean, who else
would make the wolves of Gotham feel safe besides Batsy eh? Thats right, Commander Gordon! I thought 'Hey, maybe
I should kill him! That would sure inflict some happy in Gotham!'" he continued to ring out laughter as he held the commander
closely to the ledge and his demise. Jokester was too preoccupied, however, to notice a wolf sneaking up behind him.
The unknown wolf came up behind Jokester and tried to pin him on the back of his neck with his paw, but Jokester
quickly retaliated and lashed out with his backfoot, causing the wolf to fall to the side. Jokester laughed and jumped
at the realization of who it was. "Ah, the Batwolf."
The now known Batwolf stood up and growled, "Let him go Jokester." the crazed wolf turned his head in confusion
and barked, "Bad choice of words. HAHAHAHA!" he let the commander go and ran off to the side in an attempt to escape.
Batwolf ran over the side of the cliff and reached out with his paw as his backlegs clung to the ledge. He had
ahold of Commander Gordon, but was about to yelp out when his backlegs started to give out. To his relief, however,
some wolves came and took his backlegs in their grasp and were gentley pulling him up and over the ledge. When they
were safe, Batwolf took off after Jokester as Gordon said, "Thank you.."
Jokester was running through the woods in triumph at the thought of losing Batwolf. He kept running until Batwolf
dropped in front of him like an eagle. Jokester jumped backwards and barked, "You didn't like the game I played with
Gordon? Ah, too bad!" he laughed. Batwolf came at him full force with a flurry of kicks and swipes in an effort to beat
this crazed madwolf. However, Jokester had beat the Bat many times before in fights and was determined to beat him
at this one too. He dodged both ways, spun to build up force of a roundhouse kick, and planted it across Batwolf's face.
Batwolf flew back and hit a tree and collapsed with a sigh
Jokester laughed in triumph but did a little too soon, because a new form flew in and landed the perfect kick to the back
of Jokesters head. Jokester, caught by surprise, fell down and landed with a sigh but was still smiling. Batwolf stood up
and shook himself to address the young wolf who had just saved the day. "Thanks Robin. Good work." the other wolf replied
with a nod and they both turned to stare down at Jokester. Robin spoke up first, "Off to Arkham, I presume?" Batwolf nodded
as the warriors rushed in to take him into custody. By the time they had their paws on Jokester, Batwolf and Robin were gone.
Jokester awoke wearing a straight jacket. This was a device used to keep the criminally insane from getting away or
causing harm to theirselves. It basically fit like a housedog's sweater but the sleeves went around the back of the wolf
first and then snapped in front. Jokester blinked when he realized what was surrounding him. Walls made of leaves and
twigs. Very thick. He stared around until the front of his carrier opened and a couple of warriors stood outside with strange, identical
markings on their faces. "Move along." they barked as they walked in and began prodding Jokester, but at the same time helping him walk.
When he stepped out, it was like nothing he had ever seen before. Before him was what seemed like a wasteland of
nothing. Off in the distance, he saw an old abandoned human wearhouse that was..quite large. The building itself seemed
eerie and shielded from light. At the same time, the building was also beaten and torn up. The place had a very large, metal
fence surrounding it and a gate that signaled as the entrance. Across the gate in big skritchy letters spelled out 'Arkham Asylum.'
