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Post by Joker on Oct 3, 2011 16:11:38 GMT -5
Characters Appearing: Joker, open
Time of Day: Afternoon
Location(s): Streets
Previous Thread Name/Info: N/A
NPCs Used: Random civilians, maybe
Plot Summary: Bud and Lou are on the loose and Joker is not happy.
Bud and Lou had gotten free. It was until an hour later when Joker had returned to his hideout that he found them missing. He yelled at the minions that were suppose to keep watch and headed out to find his missing pets. They had been fed but he wasn't sure if they were hungry by now or not. Funny how Gotham police or anyone else had tried to take the hyenas back.
Joker had gotten matching blood red collars for his pets but had their names embroidered into the tough fabric. This way he could tell them apart since they were identical after all. “I can't believe I picked morons to watch the hyenas,†he said to himself as he drove around. So far he hadn't found them, which made him wonder just how far they wandered off.
Surely he would of found people panicking over wild animals on the loose. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case yet. He began to wonder if they were smarter than they let on with staying in the alleys than the main streets. “Next time I'm asking for applications on pet sitters,†he proclaimed. Joker never did applications on having people join him but this is just ridiculous. Not like he needed Batman to take them back to the zoo on him. Although that means breaking them out again. Fun times.
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Post by master on Oct 11, 2011 0:49:18 GMT -5
Part of the Master's insanity (not that he really saw himself insane; well, part of him was logical enough to see it for what it was, and part of him chose to ignore it) manifested itself in the form of ADHD. He got bored easily, and sometimes couldn't concentrate on things because of sudden urges to amuse himself. It was on one of these days that he was listening to his assistant rambling on about something or other; it had started out about the latest polls but Koschei had gotten bored and lost track, so now he didn't know what the man was talking about and frankly didn't care either, when all of a sudden he got the urge to go on a trip. He hadn't been on a good one in awhile. Just get into the TARDIS, set the destination to 'random', and see where he ended up. It had been way too long since he had done anything spontaneous like that, and damnit, he deserved it.
Now completely ignoring his assistant, Harold Saxon got up from his desk, walked past the young man seated in front of him, who was now staring at his boss in astonishment as he stepped into...the closet. Yes, Harold Saxon had just walked into the closet, and closed the doors behind him. What the young man didn't know was that there was a fully functioning TARDIS behind that closet door. Unlike some people....well, okay, one person who shall remain nameless, the Master had a perfectly working chameleon circuit in his TARDIS, and he used it, too. No running around time and space in a police box for him. Absolutely not.
Running up to the control panel, the Master started pressing a few buttons. "Okay baby, let's go for a spin!" he exclaimed, and grinned as the TARDIS vanished from the London office building where he kept his campaign headquarters, and into the vortex. The random button really was random, and so when the TARDIS landed, he honestly had no idea where he was. A look at the screen though, made him blink in surprise.
"Are you serious?" the Master questioned his TARDIS. "This place really exists? I thought it was made up. This is too funny." he said, and stepped out of the TARDIS. Outside, he seemed to have landed in an alley, and walking out onto the sidewalk, he looked around. Well, so far it looked like any other major city that had seen better days. Who knew?
He was surprised from his thoughts by the sound of two animals racing towards him, full-tilt, snarling, teeth bared. Hyenas? In a major city? Koschei wondered if the city zoo was having a small leak; they certainly seemed to be missing a couple of its citizens. Well, not his problem, but if he didn't do something soon these two would be having a nice meal of Time Lord, raw. Couldn't have that. Using his telepathy, it was easy for the Master to reach into the minds of the two hyenas and calm them down, planting the command that he was a friend, he was their master, The Master. The two slowed down and came to a halt in front of him, where they proceeded to kneel in front of him. One even licked his shoe affectionately.
"Good boys." the Master said, leaning down to pet them.
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Post by Joker on Oct 29, 2011 22:23:24 GMT -5
It took ten minutes longer than he wanted until a sign of his pets showed up. Time was something he hated to waste when it concerned making plans to bring out the Batman and corrupt Gotham even more. Stopping the vehicle he was driving, Joker opened the door and stepped out, looking around. Eyes narrowed into a heated gaze as he took notice of his babies in the distance but they weren't tearing someone apart in a feasting frenzy. Some hyenas they were!
“Nice to see someone has found Bud and Lou for me,†he said as he walked into the alley. His pets turned to give their master a brief stare before returning to the man in front of them. Wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue, the Clown Prince of Crime grew agitated by this sight. Surely there was an explanation for their betrayal and how their fierce personalities ended up being like kittens.
Kittens! The domesticated kind, which he loathed as they weren't killers. “What did you do to them?†he proclaimed as he stared at the man in front of him. Far from a joke he wanted to be played on him. So if this man did not explain in the next five seconds he was going to rip him apart, then drill being predators back into his hyena pets.
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Post by master on Nov 5, 2011 23:51:00 GMT -5
The Master was petting one of the hyenas, lovely animals really they were, when he heard a voice coming near them. Looking up, he saw a face that was immediately familiar to him. He grinned as he realized who the animals belonged to. Not even here ten minutes yet and already he was meeting Gotham's most notorious villain! To be honest, he had kind of hoped to meet Batman himself, but the Joker had more personality. Unsliced bread had more personality than Batman.
"It's YOU!" He exclaimed happily, straightening up. "I thought it was weird enough just being here but to meet you too is really something else. Let me say, it really is a pleasure." The Master said jovially, extending a hand. "I must say, Nicholson had more class, but you're just so much more evil. I like it."
Joker asked what he had done with the hyenas, but Koschei just shrugged. “Nothing, really. They’re such nice doggies. Just puppies, really. Aren’t you boys?” he crooned, dropping the hand he had originally put out to shake with the Joker in order to reach down and pet the two normally aggressive animals. Bud and Lou both butted their heads against the Master’s hand, trying to bump each other out of the way to gain his attention.
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Post by Joker on Nov 9, 2011 21:16:06 GMT -5
Oh, ho! So this man knows of him already. Good. It meant he didn't have to do a long, boring introduction. Not like he would of done something like that at any rate. Too tedious and everyone just skipped the side notes on his life that made him this way. A reason why he didn't put up side notes of his past that made him this way. No one reads anymore!
“Well you know me, but who are you? It isn't nice to leave one hanging on a name. Or should I just call you Mr. Jingles?†he said, while trying to figure this guy out. Especially with how his pets were taking to him a lot better than they first had with him. Was he the animal whisperer or something? Eyes narrowed more when Bud and Lou were fighting over the attention given to them. The hand shake had been ignored on purpose.
“Bud! Lou! Get over here now!†he called out. “You'll get some nice juicy steaks when we get home if you here in the next five seconds.†He would of offered them up Batman's body but he didn't want to exactly kill the man. Just find out who he was and why he was playing the hero in a messed up world. They seemed to perk up at the sound of steaks but still did not move from Mr. Jingles. Now what was he going to do to get his pets back.
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Post by master on Nov 24, 2011 1:09:43 GMT -5
”Mr. Jingles.” The Master commented in amusement. ”How typical that you would come up with a nickname for me already.” Not that it mattered to him, really; he’d been called by so many different names over the centuries that one more didn’t really matter. Actually it was rather cute seeing that in his mind’s eye lined up along with all the others. A little undignified maybe, but anyone who dared laugh at him rarely lived to regret it.
”No, as amusing as that is, I prefer to be called The Master.” he said.
Koschei watched as the Joker tried to get his pets to return to his side, but they ignored the tempting promise of steaks and stayed faithfully at Koschei’s feet. He knew it would be that way, but was still pleased to see the outward show of their new loyalty, and imagined how it must be irritating the Joker. He was having fun here already, and wondered how far and in what directions he could push this madman.
He waited five seconds, then clucked sadly when the hyenas continued to stay put. ”Hmm…” the Master mused. ” The steaks must not be that juicy. Are you using fresh or previously frozen?”
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Post by Joker on Dec 2, 2011 0:21:16 GMT -5
Master? Just who in the hell did he think he was? No way was Joker going to call someone that. Even if it meant that it was the person's nick name. Irked, he wondered how this man knew he would give him such a nick name. “I always give them fresh,†he stated. Plus always threatening his lackeys if they failed him that he'd fed them to the hyenas. The look on their faces is priceless when they hear him say that.
“So got a name other than Master?†His eyes looked at how his pets were acting, still. They were not themselves at all. He was sure this man was doing something but he couldn't put his finger on it. A toxic? Mind control? High frequency manipulator? Any thing could work. Joker knew it as he's either done it before or knew another big villain who has.
“Guess I'll go steal more hyenas if you want those nitwits.†He waved his hand casually while motioning towards Bud and Lou. A small sigh escaped his lips. Just like his lackeys, his pets can be replaced. It didn't even seem to phase them with what he had just said. Either they really did not understand the human language or they weren't listening.
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Post by master on Dec 4, 2011 0:30:11 GMT -5
The Master figured that someone like the Joker would have problems calling him by what he thought of as his rightful name, but the reaction was fun.
”I’m also known in some places as Harold Saxon, currently running for re-election as Prime Minister of Great Britain.” he replied smoothly.
The Joker commented that he could keep the hyenas, but Koschei had no intention of doing that. Although it would be amusing to see the reactions of his staff back in London if he came back with a couple of man-eating hyenas, and absolutely hysterical to see the reactions of reporters if he came to an interview with them, he really had no desire for a pet at this time. Even if it would be fun to have them chase off the paparazzi who followed him sometimes. Pets were such a big responsibility, and he had an election to win and a world to destroy afterwards. He had just liked seeing the Joker’s face when he thought they wouldn’t return to him.
”Thank you, but I really can’t keep pets right now.” The Master replied, petting the hyenas one more time. ”I doubt they’re housebroken anyway.” He then released the mind control that he’d had over them. ”Go back to your little friend now.” He said, and Bud and Lou raced back to the Joker, making happy noises as they rejoined him.
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