Post by brucie on Aug 7, 2008 14:10:52 GMT -5
When You're Strange, Faces Come Out Of The Rain...
There're people out there who'll tell you; "What doesn't kill you, simply makes you stronger." But there're those of us who know better. There are those of us who realise the truth behind such a statement. You see, for us, we're well aware that in actuality; what doesn't kill you, simply makes you...stranger. Do you know what else we're aware of? We're aware...that the city is burning. That lives are being lost, blood is being shed...and what's more? We're aware that it's a fucking blast making it happen.
Who are we?
We; my friends, are nothing and everything. We're fearsome and terrible; we're lovable and inviting.
But no, really...who are we?
Simple, really.
We belong to The Clown Prince of Crime, himself. We belong...to The Joker.
He's back, ladies and gentleman. He's back and he's better and crazier than ever. You can't escape him. He'll simply hunt you down and destroy you for the laughter of it all and the inconvience you caused him in having to track you down. And you certainly can't avoid him. How can you avoid someone who by all technical terms...does not exist?
What you can do...is hope for the best. Hope that the Bat will come through. That he'll be able to handle it. But really, we doubt that he can. Don't you understand? Don't you realise what you're up against?
The greatest criminal the world has ever seen has formed an Army. And we're in it. All of us. Oh not just the silly little petty thieves who're in it for the money, no, no, no. The Clown Prince is hardly that foolish. When I say we, I mean the ones you need to fear. The ones who cut someone just to watch their blood drip. The ones who enjoy when a fist collides with our flesh. Don't underestimate us. It's never a good idea.
What should you do in the meantime? Before Batman makes his grand appearance?
Not be....
SO SERRRRRIOUS