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[Joker]

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NAME OR ALIAS; Ames.
GENDER; Female.
AGE; Older than 13.
EXPERIENCE; I've been on all sorts of fandom rpg's; rocking it since about 2004.
LOCATION; USA, KY.

c h a r a c t e r . b a s i c s

GIVEN NAME(S);
(The) Joker. Prefers Joker.
LAST NAME;
Unknown.
NATIONALITY / HERITAGE;
Assumed to be an American Citizen.
SPOKEN LANGUAGES;
English is his primary language, but probably knows a few more.
PLACE OF BIRTH; Unknown.
AGE/DATE OF BIRTH; Approx. 32; (02/13/1976) unknown.
OCCUPATION;
Homicidal manic; loves theatrics.
CANON;
Yes.

p h y s i c a l . d e s c r i p t i o n

EYES;
Looks black, but actually a brownish shade or so.
HAIR;
Without the green dye, it's blonde, but he likes to keep it a greenish coppery color.
HEIGHT; Standing straight up he's about 6'1" but since he's lurches, he's a few inches shorter.
GENERAL APPEARANCE;
A lurking figure and the epitome of evil, the Joker looks like a bad dressed real life cartoon figure. Although we do say this, it is best warned to all that he is not a lanky fellow nor is he carin to his appearance. His makeup is intended to emphasize the darkness within him as well to show the Chelsea grin. His green coppery hair looks like he hasn't washed in nearly forever, but it's still rather interesting to truly behold. Overall, his method of walking can range from a good pace to a slow crawl which, with his makeup, is truly horrorific to behold.
DRESSING STYLE;
As it was mentioned by Gordon to Mayor Garcia, it is entirely custom. Shades of green, blue, grey, purple, and even violet make up his style. His shoes are rather goofy looking but be warned: There is more to them than what meets the eye.

g i m m e . p e r s o n a l i t y

LIKES;
Dynamite
Gunpowder
Gasoline
{finds these 3 to be his favorite as he finds them all reasonably cheap to afford}
Chaos
Disorder
Insanity
Women {but not as much as his other things}
DISLIKES;
Purity
Goodness
Structure
Order
Plans {either when his fail or others perfectly structured ones}
The Law
Being called 'crazy' or recollecting his father
HABITS;
His methods of planning a crime
Wreaks havoc and destruction without remorse
No sense of reality and his bearings on it
Creating methods of deadly results
STRENGTHS;
Excelled in his ability to create bombs, etc.
Knows how to use a gun/knife.
Manipulative
WEAKNESSES;
His knives
His sense of order
Unstructured and careless at times
GENERAL CHARACTER TRAITS;
Joker is a manipulator, much like a match to a stick of dynamite. His climatic theatrics sometimes seem utterly absurd and childish, but it is best to be warned that if you are of uneasy mind or even able to be suckered easily, he will have you in his clutches quickly. He does not follow the rules nor does he seem to understand what he does is wrong. His methods of death and destruction are his only means of living.

y o u r . h i s t o r y

SPOUSE; Supposedly had a wife. Truth or Fiction? No one knows.
CHILDREN; None.
PARENTS; Both deceased; father killed by son in revenge.
SIBLINGS; None.
EDUCATIONAL HISTORY; Has a high school education but beside that, who knows?
BACKGROUND STORY;
The background story on the Joker is an unsure one, filled with so many things, it leaves you wondering where the lies end and the truth begins. It is certain though that the madman has his story though, right? Precisely.

The young version of himself did have a drunk for a father who would soon inspire his son to find himself in a place where he wish he had never placed him. His mother tried often to protect the boy but the father would have nothing of it. The story as to how he received his scars from his father is slightly true but not entirely either. His father did come after him with a knife but didn't make all the scar. Just a little nick but the words he spoke to him rang eerily through him for the rest of the time he grew up. As for his mother? She died that night and was the true victim of the Chelsea grin after a single shot to the chest. The boy was able to escape this time and now had to grow up a man quickly around him.

By his teenaged years, his dark obsessions began to emerge - the haunting cries of death, decay, doom, and destruction rang through him. Nothing else mattered. His father's habits grew to him beating his son and the darkness grew greater, soon making him a personality of masochist and sadist. Eventually, he would marry a young girl by the age of twenty two, but the truth soon came. He grew to be like his father - a gambler and eventually yes, the story of how the Chelsea grin he told to Rachel Dawes came true. She left him and soon, in a blinding rage, did the cut to himself and was forever cracked, shattered into what we now know him as.

Taken into Arkham Asylum, his reign of terror began small with pickpocketing and miminal things such as that within the asylum, but soon . . . he stepped up to the plate. Right as the Scarecrow began his terror reign and was freed, the Joker watched the idiot fall stupidly into Batman's trap. This isn't though to say he took initative by robbing and committing his first crime: Double homicide. The victims? His father and stepmother. Naturally, he would say if asked, the stepmother went first as the father looked on in horror. His words, if you asked, to his father were quick and simple: "Daddy dearest, love of my life...you look nervous. As you once said, let's put a smile on that FACE! WHY SO SERIOUS?" Soon after, we know what all happened. No need to say. However ... he did go into hiding, hoping the BatFREAK wouldn't find him.

A few months had passed and he was now on the look for money. Not just any ol' dollar amount, heavens no. He searched and found the money of mobsters in Gotham. Best way to get their attention and did it ever. His last hit on Gotham National received quite a large attention span from the mafia groups. The Joker soon made himself known with many things (including assassination attempts) and soon after, he began his little plan on Gotham which he doesn't discuss with anyone, let alone us. All he's admitting to is that he's sticking to his part of the plan and it's best to either join him or burn.

e x t r a . d e t a i l s

CHARACTER TITLE; The Clown King.
HOW DID YOU FIND THE SITE?; a staff member as well as a friend to the admin, Elizabeth.
ANYTHING ELSE? and here we ...... go.

r o l e p l a y . s a m p l e

Sitting in front of the television screen, he was watching Mike Engel have more discussions about Batman and Harvey Dent, even the GPD. "BORRRRING," he said rather goofily before turning off the device. Walking over to the kitchen, he stared at the chemicals brewing inside a couple of vials. It would have to be test ran sooner or later - a few victims would suffice, right? He grinned at the thought as the refridgerator door opened and he pulled out a glass bottle of coke. Opening it, he guzzled it down and soon let it shatter to the ground. No mercy for those ignorant to keep their feet bare.

Heading towards the bedroom, he stopped at the mirror. "You're looking good today...catch the Batman yet? Maybe we'll have to do a little dance again with him. Whaddya say?" A cackle uttered from his parched lips as he soon entered the bedroom. Jumping onto the bed, he pulled the covers over his head. "Only two thirty two in the afternoon. Good night, Gotham. See you soon. Remember now: Keep a smile on your face."

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