dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

[wotanon]

[ sexy dreams for thirsty idol bastards

shit's going to be sexy in here.

please list what you're open or not open to somewhere in your toplevel pls and thank ]

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[mind_blown]

[the joker laughs, and well-- suddenly it becomes real hard to not look at those bodies, actually. It's like they're their own center of gravity here.]

It's not...

[he has to think fast, because his hands are tied. and because, well--]

This is a nightmare.

[worldlyafflictions]

[Doesn't like that either, stumbling slightly when his attention is pulled.]

Great--if he kills me I can wake up and go kick your ass with Cloud 9.

[His hand flies to the holster under his jacket though]

[mind_blown]

[he could say something about finding him. but the joker laughs again-- and... well, ropes seem to fly towards Pink's wrists. snapping tight around them.]

"If I kill you, if you find him, but that's no fun. That's not even the slightest bit funny, when you put it like that."

[worldlyafflictions]

I think it'd be hilarious! But if that's not an option I'd better kick somebody's ass now, right?

[Something shines in his hand, but his wrists are tied, so he steps on the crowbar near his feet instead--immediately conducting a bolt of electricity through it, aiming the arc of lightning at... Jason. HOW ABOUT YOU WAKE UP THEN??]

[mind_blown]

[well-- that was unexpected because that definitely causes him to seize up and then collapse while he works through what exactly just happened.

but it doesn't seem to wake him.

the joker though... laughs and it's like his voice is inside Pink's brain?]

"Again! Do it again!"

[feels pretty hard to resist, actually.]

[worldlyafflictions]

Seriously??

[Fine, it's easier to redirect an impulse than resist it entirely, so he zaps again, more violently, but this time properly aimed at the Joker.]

[mind_blown]

[the joker-- crumbles. it's like his heart went into a heart attack and he twitches agonizingly in pain.

but the laugh doesn't seem to go away, imprinting on his brain.]

[worldlyafflictions]

[Satisfied, and a bit unnerved at being satisfied, considering the last time he induced a heart attack. Glancing back to check on Jason though, yanking the ropes loose and dropping them, stretching the shiny thing he'd been holding between his hands--it's a wire saw.]

Aren't ya supposed ta be good at lucid dreaming?