The Punchline
Ugh. You hate fighting this guy. Not only does he never stop grinning and laughing -- even while you're punching him in the face, which is creepy as heck -- but he always gets clown white all over your gloves.
You pick him up by the lapels and give him a shake (although not a very hard shake, because once it turned out to be a robot dummy and the head fell off and centipedes poured out of the neck, which is an experience you don't care to repeat). "All right, Jokester," you growl. "Your diabolical plan ends here! Deactivate the bombs!"
The Jokester looks puzzled. "Deactivate them? Didn't you do that already?"
"...What?"
"I hid them in the other villains' hideouts. Didn't you turn them off after beating up those guys?"
| "...What?!" |
"Oooh, I guess you didn't! Nyah-ha-ha-haaaa! I hope you've upgraded the Bat-Jalopy, Batsy!" The Jokester points at his wristwatch. "Mickey's hand is nearly on the twelve!"
"Curse you, you monster!" you growl, pushing him to the ground and looking around desperately for the exit.
The Jokester cackles wildly, drumming his heels on the floor. "Nyah-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa! Oh, Batsy," he says, wiping tears from his eyes. "I'll never get tired of that look on your face." He pulls a remote-control out of his jacket, and pushes a button. The device bleeps once and a little red light turns off. "I'm just messin' with ya, pal. The bombs are deactivated now." He gives you a broad wink. "...Or are they? Nyah-ha-haa!"
"...I hate you, Jokester," you growl.
"Oh, go on," he grins, picking himself up off the catwalk floor. "How would you feed your massive adrenaline addiction if it weren't for me? BASE jumping? Puh-leeeze! You know you need me!"
You grab him by the throat, growling. "Why you--"
"If you're going to kiss me, you'd better let me wash off my poison lipstick first," he laughs.
* * *
You tie the Jokester to the roof of the Bat-sedan and drive him back to Gotpork Penitentiary. Even with the windows rolled up, you can still hear him laughing the whole way. You briefly consider driving off a cliff and jumping out the window as the Bat-sedan goes over. The Jokester might even survive; he's survived much surer deaths before.
You shake your head with a growl. Commissioner Hendricks would never let you hear the end of it. Besides, the Bat-sedan was really expensive.
As the sun comes up over the Gotpork skyline, you console yourself with the fact that the city is safe, at least for one more day.
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You did it! You successfully read that entire comic book! Congratulations!
| Hooray! |
Occurs at JokesterCo after beating The Jokester.
