PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Hmm. Well. Well, well, well. Isn't this... quaint.

Let's liven up the place.

Obviously I spoke far too soon. I'll assume I can spare you the usual warnings, because my time is about to be far better spent writing up bulletins for emergency services and major heroic forces in the area.

Goddamnit.

[Sent as Oracle.
Attch: Huge ass file on the Joker. Like the wiki, but with more.]

This is ten years worth of information on the man who calls himself The Joker. About ten minutes ago there was an explosion that ranged from [address] to [address]. About two city blocks, gone. Injury reports are still coming in, but already I'm already hearing twenty and many more injured. The Joker isn't a demon, he's not a vampire, he's not anyone with any power aside from a near genius intellect in chemistry, weaponry, and blowing things to hell. That said, underestimate him at your peril. I'm well aware that he looks like a clown, but the man is a menace and he's like a cockroach. I can't count the number of times I've seen him 'die', only to reappear again. Jail cells won't hold him, aside from that, he's not easily caught and the one person who I know can isn't here.

I already warned Gabriel, but don't taunt him. Don't challenge him. Don't try and push him over an edge. He'll accept your challenge and you will have alerted him to your existence, which isn't something you really want to do, believe me. If you're out and you see him, don't approach him unless-- well, just don't. Not directly, at any rate, and if you do please, please, please make sure you have some sort of plan. He will not. I would tell the entire city of Los Angeles, but when you tell the general public something like that, that just tends to make them more curious. I'm just assuming that the few of you are sensible enough to at least consider this advice. The Joker and I have a history, and I know exactly what he's capable of this. This isn't just from nowhere.

Like I said, the Joker won't have a plan. He doesn't do plans. He does chaos. That's essentially all he wants. I can't tell you what he'll do next, but I can tell you that I'm currently watching all hospitals, hospices, business centers, homeless shelters... basically anywhere where there are innocent and helpless people. Residents of the Isis, and those of you who work at the Welcome Center? You could be targets. Again, I can't say anything for sure, but he likes chaos and he likes confused innocents. He might rob a bank and then burn the money. He'll take hostages and then kill them after his demands are met. Just because.

Just be careful. And if any of you can spare some superpowers for down town, I'm sure the EMTs and fire departments would appreciate it.

Did anybody save all those people from the explosion? I saw it on the news and I think it’s sad that someone would hurt them like that. They didn’t do anything wrong. I feel bad for them. I want them to be safe. It's not fair.

Lesson number 6. Clean up duty sucks. Grab your hoodie and lets go.

The DC Universe is taking over.

Are you somewhere safe?
The clown is odd, he should be telling jokes not blowing things apart.

I know I've said it before, but allow me a moment to vent.

I hate this place.

[Isis]
I really hate to do this, but I can't take any chances. I'm clearing room in the banquet hall and I want all of you to spend the night there in case there's an emergency evacuation. I don't know for how long, but I want to be ready to get the hell out of here if we need to. Yes, I said we. I'll be staying with you.

[Family]
[ooc: Family = Bart Allen, Kara Zor-El, Jack Landors, both Clark Kents and Lois Lane]

Am I dead yet? I feel like I should be by now.

I hate magic and I hate clowns.

If any of you can make it, come to Isis. I don't know how much we can actually protect everyone from this clown, but we can at least be there. Panic wouldn't be so good.

What's better? Being stuck in a comic book or the Bible? Question of the day.

You know when you get that feeling where you just want to throw a sharp and painful object at someone's head because they're so bloody well annoying?

Right. Well, after doing so, is it unusual for one to feel a little badly about it after walking off and leaving them about to bleed on the street?

I have never disarmed a bomb in my life. ...But I think I just did.

Not. Fucking. Funny.