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Tweak says, "Train Train, take us awayyyy."

Jack Napier (i_jest) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-11-07 16:10:00

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21, 24, jack napier, zombies

Plots and plannings - all ruined (open)
Jack was giggling to himself. This was going to be a riot. He'd been up for days working on this. First the idea had come to him while he'd been watching television in the rec room. He'd jumped up on the couch and bounced for a while before running around madly trying to gather all the things he'd thought he'd need. From makeup to clothing.

Then he'd started to put it all together.

It had all turned out more brilliantly than he could have ever imagined. And the people outside the walls of the asylum were going to run screaming in panic at the very sight of him. It was going to be his best prank ever. Oh, if only Punch and Judy were around. Or Harley. They would have joined in.

Jack tried out his look and role in the mirror for a while before leaving.

At the gates of Arkham Asylum, he got into character.

"Mrrrrrarrgh." He said, shambling toward a group of people. Just like he'd hoped, they screamed and turned direction. Beauty. He went forward again, hearing the sound of dozens of feet coming toward him.

What he saw was about nine people. All dressed like him. Jack felt the rage bubble up.

"YOU!" He screamed at them, stomping forward. "This was MY idea! You're RUINING MY PRANK!"

He shoved the first one he encountered. "I demand you stop now! Stop it right now!"

They started to crowd in on him. Each one moving slowly. Jack frowned. "Oh. So you think you can gang up on me, do you? I'll show you. I'll take you all on! You won't stand a chance. Hey. You're crowding back there. I don't know you well enough for that to be okay. Well, okay. It tickles. Do it again."

Then they started the biting. "HEY! Hey hey! That's just not nice! You guys have to stoaaaaaarrrrrrrg!"

The real zombies took the zombie-dressed Jack down to the ground until he stopped moving. When they were full, and he was dead, they shambled off in the next direction. Forgetting entirely about the man and even what he'd tasted like.

After a moment, Jack got up. A smile on his face. "Urr hurrr hurr hurr" it was a sick noise. Something like along the lines of possible laughter. But most of his throat and face were missing. Hard to laugh like that.

"Hurr hurrr hurr hurrr." Jack turned toward the center of the City and shambled off.

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i_hench
2008-11-10 03:53 pm UTC (link)

Punch and Judy landed hard on the street, still catching their breaths.

"Did we lose them?" asked Judy between huge, wheezing gasps, doubled over with his hands on his knees.

"I think so. We used up all our silk and our tranq's, for what good that did us." To further emphasize the uselessness of their non-lethal equipment, removed his wings and threw them to the ground. Then he picked them up and carefully started packing them into their pouch.

"I told you - remove the head or destroy the brain. It's the only way!" Judy was now lying on his back.

"Yeah, with what? You were too busy running away to try breaking into the pawn shop for some guns."

"Running is your best defense when facing zombies unarmed. Read the Zombie Survival Guide."

"Does the guide also say to scream like a harpy to alert every zombie in the City to our location?"

Judy sat up. "Whatever. We got to the Asylum, right? We'll be totally safe here."

"Ohh, crap..." said Punch with more exhaustion than horror. A form lurched into the light of the streetlamp, between the henchmen and the asylum.

"What, more zombies?"

"Worse. It's the Joker."

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i_jest
2008-11-10 05:25 pm UTC (link)

"Hurr hurr hurr."

Jack spotted the two figures, and something deep in his brain recognized them. He slowly made his way closer to them, smile on his face. He didn't attack them when he got close. Instead, he stood next to them and looked them both over.

"Hurr hurr hurr."

It might have been said that Jack was enjoying being a zombie. Havoc. Mischief. People fleeing in all directions. But to enjoy it, Jack would have had to have a functioning brain.

Though, even a zombie might have been able to enjoy what Jack currently looked like. A zombie with zombie make up on.

"Hurr hurr hurr."

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i_hench
2008-11-12 09:00 am UTC (link)

Scrambling to his feet, Judy cried out, "Oh shit! He's a zombie, too!"

"And why isn't he attacking us? That's *even worse*," Punch quavered.

Judy studied the zombified Joker, keeping out of arm's reach. "Maybe he's like Bud from Day of the Dead," he suggested. "Maybe he can be trained to do things, if he's treated nicely."

"All right, you work on that. I'll be over here losing my lu-UUGHH..." said Punch, before doubling over and vomiting onto the street.

"Hey there, Mr. J," greeted Judy, being as broad as possible with his friendliness and waving. "You wanna play a game?"

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i_jest
2008-11-13 02:13 am UTC (link)

"Hurr hurr hurr."

Jack held out his hand. It was already decaying. A fly circling his wrist, flitting around, and then landing again. On his palm was something bright and shiny and slightly embedded into the skin. One Joy Timez joy buzzer.

"Hurr hurr hurr."

Maybe there was some part of him that recognized his henchmen. Or maybe he would have done this to anybody.

He pulled on a hidden string - a little too hard, it snapped and the water squirted at first, but then died down to a drizzle until all the water was gone.

"Hurr."

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i_hench
2008-11-14 10:59 am UTC (link)

Judy was hesitant to take part in the game the Joker offered, but at the same time, he didn't want to offend his zombie boss. Honestly, he didn't have a real good idea where he was going with this when he started it.

"Uh, I've got a better game. It's called..." Judy began to perspire, unable to think. "It's called ... Super Runaway!"

With that, Judy took off back toward the City, frantically flapping his wings until he lifted off into the air.

"Super Runaway? Did you get that from the Venture boys?" asked Punch, unaware of the plan at first. After looking around, he gathered the gist of his cohort's idea and attempted to follow suit by deploying his wings. Unfortunately, he had damaged his wings when he threw them to the ground, and they wouldn't unfold. "Ah, craaap!" he wailed, trembling in his boots and slapping the button.

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i_jest
2008-11-14 05:46 pm UTC (link)

Jack watched his henchmen run away. Not quite understanding any of it. His hand still extended to shake.

The urge inside of him made him take a few steps forward, following them. Until he caught scent of somebody else living, much closer to him. He turned to his left and started in that direction.

"Hurr hurr hurr hurr." He had a bit of a limp. There was a big bite gone from around his knee area. Jack didn't notice. He just wanted somebody to shake his hand.

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