July 15th, 2015 at 03:40am
The Joker laughed manically as the police officers and Arkham ambulance drivers put him into his straight jacket and handcuffed his arms behind his back. His latest heist was small to him; he had his Goons gather up every person on the main Wayne Board Enterprise committee and stuck them on the roof of the highest building in Gotham. His plan (which his Goons failed to play out; but he would punish them later for their failure) was to tie them up, set them into group of three on each end of the rooftop and place a bomb in the middle of the four groups. The lucky thing, in his eyes, was that there were twelve members of the committee and his hopes were that one group would reveal the identity of Batman for him. The group that followed the plans were to live; the other three groups, well… KA-BOOM!
Unfortunately, as he realized early on into the plan, is that these committee members had families that would notice they weren't home by they usual nine-to-five schedule. It was a risk he was willing to take, though, for the identity of his best friend. Yes… his best friend. For who would he be without the Bat? Just another criminal on the streets of Gotham. What made it so fun was that Batsy was always looking for him, looking for his next move. But the Joker was always ten steps ahead of Batsy, even if Batsy thought he was in control.
The problem with the plan, though, was the committee members were high risk profiles under the GCPD; if they went missing, the entire task force when looking. And being held on top of the highest building in Gotham, well… It was a easy place to look.
Each of the four groups claimed they had no idea who the real identity of Batsy was. But the Joker knew better; he paced back and other between each group in the dark skies of Gotham and taunted each of them with his signature switch blade, toying with them until they gave out the truth. The Wayne Board members were the highest powers in the city since the mobster fued of the Falcone's and Maroni's died out once the oh so signification Commissioner Chief Gordan rose into power. His patience was running low, but he didn't let that phase his optimistic view. He kept his morbid humor going until the helicopters started circling the city, looking for the board members. He didn't let his own fear show on his face, so as they tied his up in his straight jacket and tied him to a crash cart (with at least three leather restraints holding him down from his chest to his legs- oh, goodie! They cuffed his feet together, too.
So the Joker continued to laugh manically, knowing his Goons were loyal to him, and that they would probably be put in the Asylum as well as him, he felt at ease. Yeah yeah yeah, his plan failed, he was going straight to Arkhum- not that any of the task force said that, but he knew the drill. He'd break out soon enough.
And as they pushed him through the dim halls of his second home, the Arkham Asylum, he continued his laugh. He teased and joked about the restraints not being tight enough, even mentioned that he usually preferred dinner before being tied up, and eventually was put in his cell.
Then, after a day of being strapped to his iron bed in the asylum, and after heavy doses of sedative that only made him more intrigued with his situation, they told him that he would being seeing a doctor that afternoon. Wonderful, he thought to himself, not having spoken a real word since being put in his cell, a Doc will be the perfect thing for my escape.