A couple of hours after meeting jimmy, he introduced me to his friend Edward Nygma although he much prefers to be called Eddy or Ed. He is actually a very funny guy. When he first met me he asked "it belongs to you but others use it more than you, what am I?". Funnily, enough the answer was my name. I told him my name and we became very good friends.
He was apparently quite famous before he got here. He committed lots of crimes all over Gotham and left clues and riddles for the police and a man who dresses up as bat called Batman to solve. He got away with it for months killing lots of people in the process until the infamous Batman stopped him and chucked him in here. its actually quite inspiring and i would love to cause as much chaos as that one day but obviously in my own way with my name written all over it. when I find out who I am anyway.
For weeks we would meet up at the same table together and eat together and talk. Our favourite pastime was answering Ed's riddles. My personal favourite riddle was "Imagine Johnny, a party clown, is carrying three pieces of gold each piece weighing one kilogram. While taking a walk he comes to a bridge which has a sign posted saying the bridge could hold only a maximum of 80 kilograms. John weighs 78 kilograms and the gold weighs three kilograms. Johnny reads the sign and still safely crossed the bridge with all the gold. How did he manage this?" the answer was that he is a clown so he can juggle so when he came to the bridge he juggled the gold, always keeping one piece in the air.
One day, Jimmy, Ed and I were all sat together as usual and i had an idea. "So, don't you guys ever get bored here?" I asked in a curious tone despite already knowing the answer.
only Jimmy answered "of course, who wouldn't, wait, do you have a plan to get us out?". This was quite surprising actually, he never struck me as the perceptive type. That's when it struck me. He has been holding out on us. He has been playing dumb and he didn't tell me or Ed. I knew from then that I would need to be careful around him. Having said that, he and Ed are close. Ed may be helping him. so, I decided that from then on I wouldn't tell them everything.
I'm gonna have to improvise.
"Yes, my fine fellow, we are indeed getting out of here," I replied. Ed nodded appearing rather impressed "how do you plan to do it?" he quizzed me curiously.
I paused considering how much I should tell him. "I was thinking we could start a little riot, kill as many guards as we can and we'll be home free," I explain.
"I like it but, we don't have any weapons at all and the guards have guns and more to the point why would the others want to start a riot people seem to like it here, especially the transfers from blackgate" Ed replied, poking holes in my plan.
I leaned in closer to the both of them and simply said "we just need to make people hate it"
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how the cards fell (joker origin story)
FanficThis is a joker origin story that I have completely made up (besides the characters obviously) and wont follow any existing origin stories for the joker that I know of. Harley Quinn MAY feature but it is not certain. no copyright intended.