She had been having fun all week getting things in order; killing a few baddies that decided not to listen, grooming those who did decide to follow her, and making the necessary preparations to make their first debut. Gotham National Bank, the perfect target, plus, it was hard for a girl to keep up her antics without the proper funds. She found it quite nice that the good people of Gotham would put everything she needed in one place, so it only made sense that she accepted their generosity, right? No point in letting all that cash go to waste, after-all, she had bigger and better plans, this was simply a little fun before she really got the ball rolling.<br/><br/>The hostages had been placed in groups by the windows on the side of the building, guarding by some of her henchmen, to help dissuade the boys-in-blue from doing anything they might regret. The hooligans she had posted at the front were keeping the little pigs at bay with a continuous spray of bullets. She smiled from behind the counter as the cacophony of gunshots rang out, sounding like a symphony to her. She bobbed her head from left to right to a song that only she could hear, as she began to hook up some music to the intercom. No great heist was complete without a soundtrack, and it was better if she wasn't the only one who could hear it.<br/><br/>She was dressed to the 9's, feeling it was important to make a good first impression. From her purple top hat, down to the purple tails of her overcoat, she was truly a sight to behold. "Come on boys, I need you to work a little faster," she shouted over the counter, to the group that was in charge of taking the money from the vault to the whole blasted in the floor, "Those who disappoint me, today, will be spending some time in the Fun House." The words seemed to spark renewed vigor in the men, who variations of clown masks, from classic to scary.<br/><br/>For a moment the speakers played a rash loud tone before her song finally started.<br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbMediaWrapper">
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</div></div>As it started she rolled over the counter and took "center stage" in the bank, purple cane with a green grip in hand, as the music began. She began to do a gig to the song, the same one Fred Astaire did in this song as chaos ensued around her. The Clowns continued to do their job, knowing better than to question her behavior or antics, having seen what she was capable of, after watching some unfortunate souls learn the hard way. She continued to dance to the song, gracefully moving about the bank to each group of captives, sometimes whacking a few her cane, but never off beat. As the final few tunes were coming to an end, she mock shot some of the hostages, making gun-fingers with her right hand.<br/><br/>"Boss!" One of them men off to her left shouted, "We need to get o-oomph!" he was cut off as something all clad in black slammed down on from above.<br/><br/>As if on cue, the song ended, The Joker keeping her ending pose for a moment before turning toward the source that seemed to silence the whole bank. She took in the visage before her, knowing it to be the one that the criminal filth of this city feared as the Batman. She spun her cane dexterously through her left hand as she gracefully crossed her legs, removed her top hat, and gave a bow. She popped her head up with a grin, placing her hat back on and tapping her cane hard, twice, on the bank floor. "Gentlemen, It would appear that we have an uninvited guest," she spoke to the room before turning her attention back to Batman, "No clown mask, no heist. Sorry, Batsey! Some show this party-pooper the door, please! Looks like its time to wrap things up, and since animal control doesn't seem to be here," she tilted her head to the side, "Looks like we'll have to do Gotham a solid today. Free spin for whomever brings down our boy in black here."<br/><br/>She smiled as she tap danced back behind a group of goons who swarmed to her, each of them wanting to be the winner of the Free Spin. Her offer overrode their fear of the Batman, and they were now ready to unload on the Dark Knight and earn their prize. All the while the men in the vault were finishing up and taking the things they had on hand and exiting through the whole, into the underground escape that would lead them down to an abandoned section in the subway where their getaway train awaited. The Joker decided to sit back and watch, wanting to see her men turn this man in black, this Batman, into swiss cheese. "Today...Or do you boys all want the Fun House?"