Re: The Party Pooper + Everyone
The Joker's well measured pace became erratic as the demented clown skipped a few feet closer to The Mayor. He hummed a tone under his breath as he did so, his excitement barely contained behind that murderous visage. A gloved hand held the blade aloft, it's tip aimed directly at The Mayor's heart. Instinctively, Joker drew forth another knife and a mischievous smirk danced across his lips. It was a look he wore when someone was about to die. The clown's progression slowed to a near halt, his intense gazed aimed directly at the man he had come for. Every few heart beats the Joker would inch forward another step or two. The crowd watched the clown and his would be victim like a train wreck waiting to happen. Whether they wanted to admit it or not, they were all eagerly awaiting the carnage.
"I would think that was obvious by now, Mister Mayor." Joker gave him another maniac grin, a chuckle or two slipping out as the distance between them dropped to nil. "I came here for you," Joker gestured at the mayor with his knife, the tip sticking into the expensive fabric of the mayor's suit. His eyes brows shot up in a gesture meant to let the Mayor know exactly what the score was.