《What A Clown...》14] The Plan Is Slowly Unraveling
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"So how do we play this game?" I asked him as he looked around.
"Well basically we are gonna uh, kill the Mayor and the guy that would replace him if he died and the secretaries." He said and I raised my eyebrow at him.
"You have to work up to it...you start with civilians, then buildings, then authorities, then the mayor." I said and he chuckled. "Well I didn't plan it but I already did all of that." He said and I crossed my arms.
"Well I um, I got some teachers killed, you blew up Bruce Wayne's Mansion, I blew up the police station...so I just need that." He said matter the factly.
"And how is this playing Ding Dong Ditch?" I said and he tossed the blade in the air and caught it. "Well basically we get their attention with a ding, which was the teachers and the mansion and the police station, dong we get the mayor and his friends and kill them. And I don't know the rest." He said licking his lips.
"Okay so how the hell are you planning to kill him?" I said and he laughed. "Well thats what I need you for Princess." He said and I snapped my head at him. "Don't call me Princess! Its Mr. V or V, got it, Pogo." I said and he glared at me.
"Im not a freaking rapist and its Joker." He said and I smiled that he knew my reference. "What About Pennywise?" I said and snickered. "I said JOKER!" He snapped at me and I flinched a bit.
"And its Mr. V, got it." I said and he crossed his arms and looked away. "Anyways...I need ya to make a business thing with them. They kinda got more security since the last time I tried to kill a mayor." He said and snickered.
"Okay so whats the plan?" I asked and he laughed. "Doll I don't make plans I just do stuff." He said and My eyes widened. "First of all don't call me doll, and second how the hell do you expect to do something if you don't have a plan?" I rasped out.
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"I just come prepared, ya know." He said walking and I walked by him. "What if something that is unexpected happens?" I said and he stopped and looked at me.
"Basically their is no unexpected because there is no plan so if something doesn't go according to plan it basically is going according to plan because there is no plan and the plan is unraveling as we go along."
I blinked at him for a few seconds at his thoughtful answer. Never thought he actually had it in him. "Okay whatever." I said and pulled my phone out. "Ill try to get the secretaries out first...how do you think we should get them?" I asked and he smiled and stopped.
"Well it is almost halloween...lets get in the old hallows spirit?" He asked and I smiled as A idea popped into my head.
"We Should we make a haunted house?"
"There we go...the plan is slowly unraveling."
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(Time Lapse)
I kept touching my face, I hated not having my mask. I had to do so much crap to my face so I looked like a guy without the mask. I went to the next scan and they nodded approvingly at the screen.
"Wow the new security system in the cells is splendid!" He said and the other two secretaries agreed. "How much do we owe you Mr. V?" He asked and I smiled.
"Nothing at all...just a little help now that batman isn't around any more." I said and stared at them. "Splendid...the whack jobs in the asylum will never get out, cant wait till we get that god damned Joker." Another said and I glared daggers into him.
"Why yes, we have a special one made for inmates dangerous enough like himself." I said clicking on the tablet and projecting the cell. "Wonderful...god has had mercy on this city." The blonde female said and I laughed.
"Well I also took the liberty of providing the authorities a few new weaponry, I heard that The Joker blew it all up. It would be my pleasure to have my team rebuild the police station." I said.
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"Oh Mr. V we have had so much help from you already how could we repay you." Another one said as they stood in front of me. "Oh nothing no need." I said and the one in the middle looked at me.
"Please we insist." She said and I looked at her. "What if I invited you Three to dinner at a Restaurant tomorrow evening, it would be splendid to have some company for once." I crossed my fingers hoping they would agree.
"Oh we would be delighted!" The woman sang clasping her hands. "Wouldn't we?" She told the two men. They nodded in agreement and I smiled wider then stopped. My smile shrank a bit as I relized if I smiled to much my scars would break the make up.
"Well I will see you at Gotham Bar & Grill tomorrow at 10" I said and they nodded. "We will be there..." The woman said and I shook their hands. "Delightful"
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"So did we uh, catch the pray?" He said looking at me. "You heard the whole thing threw the microphone!" I said and he smiled making his blood red grin scars bigger.
"I think the girl has ah, crush on you." He said once He started the van. "You gotta be kidding me." I said putting my mask on.
"Im not a comedian I don't kid." He said and I looked at him. "But your a clown and thats the end of that." I said and he chuckled.
"Why did we come in your van again?" I asked him and he glanced at me. "So they wouldn't see me threw the glass. It would be really suspicious if you got in a car with a guy dressed as a clown." He said.
"Yeah and me getting in a Black Van with Tinted windows isn't?" I said and he made a swerve. "I can drive around my self...I don't need you to do my part." I sighed at his reckless driving. I got tired of it a bit and nudged him.
"Leave me here..." I said pointing to a alley. He slammed the breaks, throwing both of us to the front then back.
"You live in a alley?" He asked and I scoffed. "Don't you remember here? Its the entrance to my maze." I said and slammed the door shut.
Once I got in warehouse I took off all my get up and the model clay off my scars. I jumped in the shower and scrubbed the smell of that van out of me.
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When I got out I got a glimpse of me in the mirror. The molds and patches I had to use to hide my curves left marks in my skin. I traced the scar above my stomach and sighed.
A story behind every scar that I have...stories I don't even remember but I just know they bring anger to me.
My phone rang and I went to it and picked it up. "Yes"
"Boss we got the systems and parts of the building done. We also put all those special compartments in..." He said and I smiled. I looked at the mirror and stopped. I hated how my face looked when I smiled. The scars looked weird...I wasn't the joker to pull off laughing and scars, his scars weren't like mine.
"Get the stuff ready...and don't buy the cheap candy buy the good kind." I said and hung up. That haunted house was gonna be magnificent. The teens will pack it.
And so will the cops, when they find out.
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