6687/Arkham City Cop: Finding a Fish Upriver

Arkham City Cop: Finding a Fish Upriver
Date of Scene:	27 February 2019
Location:	Gotham City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Joker, Poison Ivy, Andre Jackson

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Joker has posed:
The Joker scurries through the Narrows, dressed in an orange jumpsuit. There's a distant alarm, spotlights flashing across the city, as police blimps swoop overhead. He's panting and huffing, severed handcuffs around his wrists and ankles, the chains clinking behind him. He pauses behind a car, crouching low, as a police car goes past.

The smell of the night. The rancid sewer filth of the Narrows. The familiar humid fog of Gotham City's harbor breeze. The salt, the garbage, the dirt.

As the police car goes past, a distant siren wail, the Joker moves to a phone booth, a man in a Superman t-shirt waving him over. The Joker plucks a drycleaning bag from his hand, a dark smile on his pale face, and Mr. J steps inside the phone booth.

The man in the Superman t-shirt gone, the Joker steps out of the phone booth moments later, plucking his lapels. A broad grin breaks out across his black-red lips, as he looks sidelong, at the distant, dark skyline.

Poison Ivy has posed:
Pamela Isley A Car pulls out Nothing Crazy but the back door opens and from inside is somebody joker is very familiar with, the incredibly beautiful woman known as ivy. She looks over to joker " Get in". She says softly even as she turns to her friend in the car " he's just an old friend don't panic love he won't hurt you or I'll tear him apart".

Andre Jackson has posed:
    Andre is in the car with Pam, he wasn't told where they were going, which is a good thing because when he sees Joker, Pam will notice his eyes narrow and his fist clench like Dre would get out the car just to fight the man. Joker is a very well known criminal and why his lover wants to be here to help this....he stills when Pam speaks to him. "Alright." he says as he glares at Joker if he gets in the car.

Joker has posed:
Joker swaggers up to the car as the rear door opens, slapping his hand on the frame of the car and looking inside with a head-canted crane of his neck down. "Well hello there, Pam. It's nice to see that you're still recruiting Beatles fans."

His jaw slowly rolls to Andre. "You, good sir, need not worry. I am here on a criminal investigation. There's corruption in this town of ours, sir."

Joker slides into the car, closing the door.

"And I, want to know, why I'm not behind it!"

He points, from the backseat, alongside Ivy.

"Let's hit the town!"

Poison Ivy has posed:
Pamela Isley Rolls her eye's but one of her Plant men starts to drive the car. She crosses her arms " I'm only here because of the favor joker and because for whatever reason Harley still likes you". She points " This is Andre and he's a good friend of mine". She caresses Andres's cheek " If you try anything joker he just might have to defend me, besides lots been going on without you since you went to jail ".

Andre Jackson has posed:
    Andre isn't liking this right now, this is really messing with him and it's easy to see. Though as Joker gets in the car, "Don't talk to me." he says to the man evenly. "I can care less if your not behind whatever it is you think is going on." he says. "I should tell this plant person to drive you back to jail." he says to Joker. He stops when Pam caress his cheek. He turns his face into her so he can feel her a little more. It does ease him, but he sighs and shakes his head, wondering why the hell they are doing this.

Joker has posed:
"Harley is a valuable member of my organization, and once I figure out what that organization it is, she will be shot of a cannon."

Joker reclines in the seat, running his freshly gloved hand through his hair.

"But thank you, Pam, for paying back the favor. Your debt to me is clean, as we nuts always need to stick our gourds together.

"I need to know, Pam, what happened to Sal Maroni. Sal Maroni handled a lot of business for me, that you probably don't know about. He was a good friend of mine before the business with my face, and I dearly valued his fine business as both a mobster and a man."

Joker tugs on his jacket, sighing. "It is hard, you know, to get by in Gotham, as a kid, and even harder to eat when your mother is getting knocked around by the landlord for sport. Those special Italian meatballs he'd give my family, I remember each and every one."

Joker looks outside the window, wistfully. "If only ol' pop were still around, he'd know what honor was about."

Joker's head swings to Andre and Pamela. "But my parents are gone like the whistling winds. So tell me, Pam."

Joker's mouth thins into narrow lines, looking at Pamela with a slightly upturned chin. "What happened to put old man Maroni into a coma?"

Poison Ivy has posed:
Pamela Isley Shrugs her shoulders " Not sure myself joker I'm going legit, so's Harley she's a good girl so stay away from her! " She points a finger even though she knows it won't work even her pheromones that fill the car don't work on the crazy man that is joker.

     She ignores his sad tale the issue is with joker it's always a tragic tale but what is truth and lies you can never tell .

But she knows him well enough " From what I saw somebody is trying to take his turf outsider trying to come into Gotham that's all I have " . Legit or not seems pam always has an ear out .

Andre Jackson has posed:
    Dre isn't speaking right now, he's looking out the window. He does look down at his phone and pulls up some music, he heard of the man they are speaking about, but than again it's only natural as he is a kid of Gotham as well, something maybe he can speak to his parents about, but he will not voice that as the thought suddenly hits him.

Joker has posed:
Joker waves a hand.

"Harley found my mugshot and I look like a character she liked in some romantic comedy, I tried carving myself up into a clown, but she's still around, isn't she."

He returns to the subject at hand. "Thank you for the advice, Pam."

Joker then extends a finger, a long finger, beneath his purple glove, at Dre.

"And a piece of advice to you, Andre Jackson. This city is a fine place for heroes, but only if they're willing to display some sign of theater. I say a lot of things to a lot of different people, but Pam here likes you, and she's not planning on using you to rob a bank."

His eyes slide back to her out of the side of his face, Joker muttering, "/Allegedly./"

Joker slaps Dre on the shoulder with a playful cuff. "Just remember, the guy you see every day, is the guy you side with, as the common public."

He leans away from Dre and pats Pam on the knee. "Thank you for your assistance, dear. You can drop me off around the corner, I think the coppers are sniffing in another direction."

Poison Ivy has posed:
Pamela Isley Nods her head " Alright Joker but if you plan on doing something " she smirks " Well big and extra flashy " yep she's learned to talk the lingo hanging out with Harley " You let me know so I can get the plants out of the way okay." She has the car stopped and opens the door but not before she reaches down and flicks her wrist.. several Vines come out and remove what's left of the cuffs and chains on joker.

Andre Jackson has posed:
    Dre looks Joker in the eyes, "Point taken." He says as he looks to the man. Still parts of him, even his heart is thudding against his chest. Still he did listen to Joker because even an enemy could give you bits of useful information. "I will keep that in mind." he says. He looks to the cuffs falling off, he didn't take his eyes off Joker waiting for the man to leave first.

Joker has posed:
As the cuffs and chains are removed, Joker touches his nose with the tip of his finger. "Keep buzzing those clowns, Pam." He slides out of the car, and huddles into the cold night, jogging off with a gangly tall gait into the streets of Gotham. His marionette's build and his large shoulders disappear as a silhouette past the lamplights, and down a dark alley, towards where his gang waits for him.

An outsider, eh. Gotham City was never his city, or Batman's, or even a cake divided between the two. No, Joker was a piece of pineapple, and Batman was his arch-nemesis, the ham. Both of them, on a pizza pie, and when the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that's amore.

A pizza pie, Gotham City, beneath a scandalous pagan moon.