watch me fall like dominoes in pretty patterns

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

...

Where are the cards? I need a drink.

(ooc: As usual, feel free to pester.)

Comments

[hellsingagent.livejournal.com]

[...brb loling at u. as if the Axel in her world wasn't weird enough with all his piercings.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

[luckymagic.livejournal.com]

Welcome to my boat.

[upthesleeves.livejournal.com]

[they move as a pack. hi there.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Ooh, that's a sharp glare he just turned on you, miss. You might want to run.]

What's so funny?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's another guy that looks like the obnoxious little prick he carved up. Sort of. But he's lacking in the permanent grin that Joker prefers his victims to have.]

Do I know you?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

Now this is a boat?

[Sliding over to you, walking a little taller and preening a little, one hand making a laughable attempt as making his hair presentable.] You're something new and different. I haven't seen one of you before...

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Oh heyyyyy guys.]

There you are. Did you have fun? I certainly didn't. Victims are hard to come by around here.

[upthesleeves.livejournal.com]

[Queen looks utterly unamused.]

It was awful. Especially that one who kept healing instantly.

[luckymagic.livejournal.com]

Looks like there's plenty of you to go around.

[ Aaand a lightbulb somehow gets loosened, and drops directly on Joker's head. Hello random luck. ]

Ouch.

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

You ran into him, too? Ugh! That was annoying. Couldn't hold a smile.

I carved up one guy's face, and got in a fight with another, but didn't claim any lives. Did you have better luck?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Ooh, that makes Joker jump. An irritable growl and a vigorous shake of his head later, Joker's glancing resentfully up at that light socket.]

Bizarre timing. I take it you're not a fan? [To Lulu]

[luckymagic.livejournal.com]

The last one that looked like had a weight and hair problem. Not really.

And they call you?

[upthesleeves.livejournal.com]

He slit his own throat and drew flowers with the blood when we dealt with him.

Not really. Apparently there's something that makes these people uneasy about all of us in one place. Hardly anyone went near us.

html fail -_-

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Looks affronted! But it's probably just fake. He couldn't care less, honestly.] What's wrong with my hair? And my weight? That's just the suit, honey. Expensive thing, but purple's not a very slimming color.

I'm the Joker.

I html fail all the time! XD

[luckymagic.livejournal.com]

The one I know, Jo'. The one I know.

[ Headtilt, arms crossed. ]

Domino.

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

Well isn't he a unique little snowflake...

I suppose they're right to be cautious... So. I owe you a drink! [He probably stole that bottle of scotch he's pulling out of his coat how did he fit that in there? But hey, it's something! He looks at the bottle, then at the cards.] I don't think this will be enough... Where can we find some glasses?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

... The one you know? You know, this doubles thing is really getting on my nerves. I'm not that guy! He's a freak. Do I look like a freak to you? Don't answer that.

Domino, is it? Like the game... I like to play games.

[upthesleeves.livejournal.com]

Maybe he'll melt.

Tch, caution is dull. [eyes the bottle, then looks around.] The nearest kitchen, perhaps. Jack can go get them. Jack-

[she looks at him, he nods and slips off to fetch glasses. just a moment, please.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Watches Jack run off, then looks back to Queen.] He's obedient. How cute.

[luckymagic.livejournal.com]

My summary: All Axel's are freaks in one way or another.

Kiddie games, or something a little more mature?

[upthesleeves.livejournal.com]

[she chuckles.] He's the baby.

[and a minute later he returns, holding two stacks of glasses that he holds up with a smile. if he were a puppy, he would be expecting a pat on the head and a treat.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

I can be as mature as you want me to be, babe.

[hellsingagent.livejournal.com]

[pfft as if.]

S-sorry, your just- your makeup. I thought the one in my world was odd.

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Joker would probably give him a pat on the head and a treat if he didn't have a notorious reputation for kicking puppies.]

Excellent. Here, [He holds the bottle out to any one of them that'll take it.] Pass it around.