YOU CALL THAT BEGGING? They said it could not be done, that the universe and everything beyond it could not be damaged, but he was proving them all wrong – as always. He had stolen the powers of Mister Mxyzptlk and used them to warp reality to his he saw fit. The powers of the fifth dimension in his hands – he has had endless fun. The world had been changed, it was Jokers World now and everyone is just living within his toy box now. The justice league where now the justice pets, the police where just clowns, everything had been turned upside down – and yet still it was not enough, he had barely even scratched the surface of what he can do.
“You call that begging?” The clown sat on his throne, his golden crown on his head, his crimson robes draped over his shoulders – a ridicules length as it wrapped around the entire room, his babe in waiting sitting at his side and his court of freaks – the villains and heroes that didn’t get on his nerves, giving a power boost and a place in his court of mayhem. “Lex show him how to beg.” He pointed at Lex Luthor – forced to dress as a clown and be the courts jester as Lex just remained where he was, a sigh escaping him.
“A bad example.” He snapped his fingers as Lex would burst into flames, running around the throne room as Harley moved, grabbing a fire extinguisher to try and out him out as she pressed the handle down and more fire came out – as Lex just dropped to the ground and was nothing more than a pile of ash. “Yikes – clean that up.” He only watched as the rest of the goons did what they were commanded as his eyes turned and lingered down at Frost.
“Speak up, I cannot hear you from all the way down there.” He leaned that much more forward as he looked down at Frost – no more death, no more dying, no more fun? But why – killing people and bringing them back was the only entertainment he had and he had failed to break Batman, so he needed to test some new methods on the stooges he had left, everyone else – he had snapped out of reality – it was better to do what he wanted than to cross him – so far he has been playing – nice with everyone here.
“I ain’t beggin’...” Jonny started off, looking up at Joker in his fearsome throne, it had made him sick at first, Mxyzptlk had fucked them over, royally if he might have thought about being funny. “I didn’t think I’d ever need to beg from ya J. You know me.” He said, rubbing the back of his head, it was reflex now more than anything. Sheepish, stupid Jonny was no more a threat than a fly, just how J always liked him. “I jus’, I didn’t want ta feel it no more, that’s all.”
It wasn’t, but there was no cake and eating it too situation with Joker, if he was destined to die over and over, if that was his new shit-kicking role, he just wanted the pain to go away. Even if the pain stayed, but he forgot every time, there was only so many times a man could remember the pain of dying over and over, it wasn’t something he was forgetting any time soon.
“I’m happy for ya J, gettin’ everything you ever wanted, ya deserve it, you know? Emperor of the whole universe.” Jonny rambled, it was hard to keep track now of everything, sometimes his mouth just started rambling before his brain could keep up with it, but that was bound to happen after a few hard cracks, bullets, fish nibbles. He hadn’t even realised Lex was gone and dead besides him, it happened a lot nowadays. Odds probably already set out if he’d be back tomorrow or not. If you were lucky enough, Joker forgot about you and let you stay dead, Jonny was yet to be lucky.
