The Joker

[The Joker]

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The Barrier Gate station, Coronado, pod B

The Joker enters the meeting-room, several thugs were already sitting, waiting for his boss to finally arrive.

- "Gentlemen, it has began." Then he approaches the long table, leaning over it on empty spot reserved for him, with hands supporting his weight. His face covered with make-up revealed decadent pride.

- "Watching those [color=#9999FF]500 millions of credits burn was such a wonderful feeling. I bet you enjoyed it too. It acquired enough attention, enough to pave the way for my next step. Even some of Phantomies likes us a lil' bit in their own unique way, and we all know how much love they give to this world, hahahaha."

- "Anyway, thugs..." Purple suited man pauses for a moment and shortly after starts walking around the table with his thugs watching his every step, every move of his body. - "There're not many of us but that's fine for now. We have several of new potential candidates waiting in line; ex-cons, freelancing murderers, former patients... just wonderful. But let's not rush things. First I'd prefer to properly educate several of you that I've got here right now before I even think of expansion." He stops behind one of the thugs. - "And I've heard that some of you are not entirely satisfied, hm? That makes me so sad." Joker-guy comes closer from the left side of thug's head speaking, almost gently, to his ear semi-covered with mask. - "I smell an impatient grandpa among you. I don't like that. Not. One. Bit." The Joker swiftly entangles thug's neck with his left arm and, with his right arm, sticks a small knife into thug's mouth. The blade exists through victim's right cheek with blood gushing all over the face of thug sitting right next to, now, a dead man.

- "Is it the money? I thought I made things clear." He pushes the lifeless body off the chair and sits in it. - "What I'm offering you here is something entirely different. Something really... special. It's obvious that I'm not like those other fools out there who live in their cocooned lil' worlds, wrapped up into the web of fragile rules, waiting to be opened up like X-mas present. Fear. Terror! That's what I'm offering you! You fear me today, like we all know you do, and tomorrow..." - Then he raises his voice hysterically. "... the entire world will fear all of us!!!"

- "Ideas simply comes to my mind and I execute 'em." - he says while cleaning the blood off his knife with a green handkerchief. It seemed that process of removing blood off the blade calmed him down. - "And I've gotten the next one, and it's going to be just spectacular. They're going to have to choose, ha ha, ha haa."

- "How do they say on those big-ass corporation meetings?"- he pretended he could not remember the rest of the sentence. - "This concludes our business for today.""

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