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I'm resuming a story request I made
that had to be cancelled unfortunately.
First draft.
The night was cold, but dry. It was a regular November evening in Gotham City. Snow gently glided down to the pavement of the crime-ridden streets. One of the City's most diabolical and depraved criminals was currently in the middle of a jewelry heist. "Alright you bozos, I need you to stick everything of value into your little jewelry bags.
Maybe you could find a ring for Harley, my gentlemen." Said a clown with green hair and a wretched yellow smile. After his last syllable, he laughed a crooked, pitchy laugh. The men fired their pistols up into the air, forcing everyone onto the ground in fear.
The man with the green hair the Joker bashed open a case full of jewelry
and started to steal anything that was inside of it. The boss' henchmen followed suit,
cramming in jewels, gold, and pearls into their sacks.
The crooks continued to rummage through the various shiny treasures that were behind broken glass. Their boss, dressed in a dapper purple suit, climbed over the people cowering on the white tile floor. He found a strange golden ring tucked under the jeweler's counter. This ring had a single red ruby gemstone, with some strange engraving that the clown ignored.
The clown continued to examine the ring, while his henchmen raided the store. Rubbing his chin, the clown decided that this ring would be perfect for his Hench girl. He decided to put it on, in which the gem seemed to respond by giving a subtle shimmer.
"Alright boys," the clown started maniacally, "we have what we came here for." The thugs, bags behind their backs, ran out of the glass doors, with the clown trailing behind them. Everyone in the store picked themselves up, shaken with panic. Then, as if on cue, a beacon shone in the sky, signaling the city's savior. But he didn't come, not yet. However, police showed up onto the scene.
Police secured the scene. Batman arrived to assess the damage.
The Chief on the scene briefs Batman that this was the handiwork of the joker and describes what was stolen, mentioning the ring last. Batman not knowing the true value of the ring asked Alfred about it.
Alfred did some research and described the origin of the ring and it’s special power.
Batman mentioned then something
about how the Joker doesn’t realize the trouble he’s in.
"I had better track down Joker before the fool curses himself."
Alfred did not see this as an easy mission for batman
"But sir you don't even know where he could be".
" I'll find him".
Batman went off in
his pursuit of the Joker then.
Along the way he just happened to come across a
couple of the clown prince's henchman just standing around,
having been abandoned by the Joker during the heist.
"I will get these fools to reveal where their boss is".
Once they saw batman gliding towards them
Jokers goons scattered like ants.
"Holy heck it's the ba-
Batman leapt down, lifting one of them up to by the shirt.
Where is the Joker!", He shouted.
"I ain't telling ya nothing bat".
The inmate felt a
crippling pain in his left wrist
courtesy of batman threatening to fracture it.
"Arghh.. Okay okay he-
he went in that direction".
The face painted thug pointed a
trembling finger at a nearby intersection
Batman dropped him to the ground on his back
and took a pair of hand cuffs from his utility belt.
"Good thing you told me but I can't let
low lifes like you roam around free".
After tying up Jokers henchmen and leaving them
for the GCPD to find he got
on the search for his nemesis again.
He scaled tall buildings, watched, perching from the gargoyles
and yet still found no hint of where Joker could be.
Then.. right when he standing on a 14 feet tall building
He heard his laugh.. That shrill shrieking cacophony of insanity.
And it was coming from right behind him!.
"Joker".
Batman pivoted around just in time
to see a Joker playing card moving in a spiralling
like motion towards him.
Batman leapt out of the way
moving to the side to avoid the incoming weapon.
"Theres plenty more were that came from!", Joker yelled
before taking out another razor bladed card from his suit.
Batman stopped that one from coming by blocking with his fist.
getting cut in the process.
While pulling the razor edged card
deep from his flesh, batman took the time to observe
the ring curled around Jokers index finger.
The maniac saw what
batman was eyeing off.
"Oh you like this ring?, quite a beauty isn't it
I was originally going to give it to Harley before I changed my mind of course".
Batman rolled his eyes, since when would the Joker
take interest in any kind of jewels or something of great value?.
"Joker.. Whatever you do don't read
the writing inscribed on it you'll only regret it."
Joker pursed his red lips, wondering what batman was telling him
and twisted his hand around to look at the tiny inscription
labeled, In canis copure transmuto.
..... "This cute little message?.. Why though bats?".
"You'll be in a literal hairy situation if you do".
Joker couldn't help what he did next.
"BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!".
"I wasn't making a joke", batman snapped.
Joker kept laughing.
"Oh ho ho your really killing me here dork knight", Joker said
when he was done with the cackling.
Batman had to think of a way
to stop him from reading the inscription and cursing himself
the reason why was because batman didn't want to deal with a cursed criminal.
"Joker I'm warning you.. If you read
that inscription.. you'll drop dead in an instant".
Joker wasn't swayed by this.
"You really expect me to believe
that load of hyena crap? Heheh I can prove you wrong".
"In canis copure transmuuuuto".
Now he'd done it.
Batman could only stand and watch now.
"In canis copure transmuto you are too slow heehee".
Batman's face stayed a frown
as he remembered Alfred's words to him about the ring.
It says here Sir If the wearer of the ring says the inscription
Over 5 times they will stay in cursed form longer, the words of the butler
echoed back to him in his mind.
Joker literally was
singing the inscriptions words now.
Batman couldn't
believe the ignorance he was seeing
"Won't be long now before
the first of the fur shows up".
Soon enough the curse showed its first effects
and Jokers semi shaggy semi spiky green hair was sprouting fluffy white strands.
Some even stuck out from his cheeks and forehead.
Joker noticed soon
that batman was gazing at him.
"What?.. Why are you
staring all bat eyed at me like that?".
Batman silently pointed to his left
cheek and center of his cowl.
Joker took this correctly as a signal
to touch the areas of himself batman was gesturing to.
His gloved hand instinctively slid to his forehead
where it felt something smooth, silky.. and like soft cotton wool.
"What the- what??".
"I warned you Joker".
"Warn me about what bats!?", Joker shouted.
"About if you ignored my words and read the writing on
the ring you pinched something would happen".
Joker was shocked.. and furious
Batman told him he would die though if he ignored his words of warning.
His eyes drifted down to his nose as the thickening and growing hair
now was visible from both sides of his face.
What's this blackness in front of my eyes?.
Joker was changing so fast
batman couldn't even take notes, not that he needed to.
Jokers head hair was pretty much completely white now
and his face had a long carpet of the same colour follicles.
Not to mention he had a
big wet dogs nose now.
Ignoring the enhanced sense of smell he now possessed
Joker tore off his gloves to see what had become of his hands.
"Oh perfect.. big clumsy white slippers for hands".
"The correct term is paws Joker",
batman said in an amused tone.
"I know that and goddamit ARF! I can't even see correctly now!", Joker snapped back
before attempting to blow the obscuring fur out from his eyes.
Tchhhhh, went Jokers suit, tearing itself apart at
the seams so the fur had room to burst free.
"No No not my lovely suit!", Joker cried out
When the suit was destroyed by the super thick sheepdog hairs coming through.
"How interesting.. I'm going to have a four
legged walking mop of fluff for a nemesis".
Joker shot his head up at those words.
"You- you mean I'm going to become a-"
"Yes.. Your going to become a dog, a sheepdog to be exact", batman finished for him.
Joker couldn't exactly help what he did next.
"NAAAARGHHROOOO".
Exactly.. the so called clown
prince of crime howled like a simple minded canine.
Batman did not feel sorry for Joker no more,
he did have it coming.
"I better call the pound soon, tell them
I have a new resident for them".
The almost fully transformed
Joker grew red hot angry hearing this.
"Drrrron't yrrrou even thrrrink about it RARF! Bats". he snarled
his mouth and nose forcefully extending forward along with his tongue.
Batman gave one of his rare smiles.
Joker swore to his enemy in English along with rough barks
that he would tear him to shreds after all this was done,
even as he was forced to the ground by his spine
readjusting to fit his new four legs .
Batman backed away, pulling a batarang off from his belt,
Joker was becoming a large breed of dog and that meant he could do some real damage
he could even suffocate him with that thick sheepdog fur.
The old English sheepdog that just 30 seconds ago was the Joker,
lifted his head up to leer at the dark knight looking at him.
That hateful expression
spoke more words then actual ones.
The big ball of wooly fluff bounded towards batman
teeth flashing and his still neon green eyes wide open.
He leaped onto batman's chest
Just as the vigilante prepared himself to hurl the batarang
and stop the dogs furious charge.
Batman wrapped his thick gauntlets around the dogs huge neck
and held him away from his face as best as he could
all while kicking him on the tummy.
"Get.. Off me you crazed canine!".
Saliva flew from Jokers open maw
and splattered batman's cowl.
It seemed like Joker was winning this round,
batman just couldn't get those massive paws off his chest
not to mention his legs were pinned down by the back ones.
Batman closed his eyes, if he was going to take a piece out of his throat
he had to at least die with dignity, still he kept on fighting off hard what he was up against.
Just when all hope went down the drain and Jokers teeth bit into his neck
A voice called out from behind them.
"Hey you giant furball!.. Leave him alone".
The one speaking was non other then batgirl.
The young heroine quickly whipped out a bola
from her utility belt, specially designed to tie down and restrain animals.
Joker got up off of batman and turned to face her
long time ago he showed up at her doorstep and shot a bullet into her spine to get back at her father
the commissioner Gordon.
It left her paralysed, confined to a wheel chair
and took away her career as batgirl for many years.
Joker wanted nothing more then
to do it again.
Batgirl didn't recognise him however,
All she saw was a vicious stray dog that had to be taken down.
"Be careful Barbra that's no ordinary stray dog", batman warned
in spite of his scratches.
"Relax I got this".
Batgirl wasted no time and hurled fourth the Bola,
Winding it around the dogs body, entrapping him effectively
That oughta keep him still for a while.
"What is wrong with this dog why was he attacking you
like that?, I always thought of old English sheepdogs as boisterous and loveable."
"He's not just any dog Barbra, batman explained,
he's the Joker in a dogs body".
"What? Seriously??".
"Yep", batman gave a nod
before bending down and picking up
the ring sitting by Jokers paw,
And this is what caused it".
He handed it to Barbra.
"How did this happen? Wait- .. I could've sworn that
I've seen this little ring before", she whispered
staring at it from all angles.
"Well the Joker did take it from a museum
perhaps you saw it there once."
"Must have.. I've forgotten it's name though", batgirl said turning up the right way again
so she could see the top.
"Don't read the inscription", batman whispered,
"Alfred did some research on the bat computer
and found out info on it.. It's called the docga hound ring.
"Docga, isn't that an old English term?", batgirl tilted her head.
"Yes but it's a rare term", batman said.
"Ah.. So what are we going to do about fluff butt over here?".
Batgirl pointed to the Joker dog who
growled at that silly name.
"We'll take him over to the Gotham city shelter but when or if he becomes his usual self again
he's going straight back back to his cell in Arkham".
"Sure but I'm not carrying him".
Batman got out from his nifty
utility belt a tranquilliser dart.. And fired it into Jokers furry back.
"Another thing.. How the hell are we going
to get ourselves and him down from this building?".
Batman gave a smirk
just as Joker dropped his head down.
"We'll just take the stairs".
He opened up a door and
pointed to them.. There were a lot.
"Seriously Bruce",
batgirl sighed.
"What's the matter with you?", batman asked
with the large sleeping dog over his back
when they reached the bottom of the steps.
Batgirl looked like she was
going to collapse onto him.
"Pant- pant, I've never been a big fan of walking down stair cases..
especially not ones with over twenty freaking steps".
Batman on the other hand felt just fine.
"The shelters only a block away and your
not the one lugging around a big mutt".
"Yeah Good point".
Batgirl and Batman had a sort of father figure daughter figure relationship
with each other so a little bit of playful banter when things weren't too serious
was okay.
Batgirl asked batman then what they were
going to do about the Docga hound ring.
"Well since the curse can easily be passed onto another person
we will either hide it away or destroy it".
After a bit more walking The two Gotham city heroes arrived and dropped Joker
off at the shelter doors.
"Aren't you going to let them know
about the dog first?".
"Nah they'll find him here soon enough ".
They departed then.
The pound staff were just about to finish their late night shift when they heard the growling and whining noises of a dog.
"Oh my.. who left this dog here.. and why is he restrained like this?".
"Wait there's a note here".
"Dear monarch theatre road pound staff, the person read,
for the good of the city keep this dog locked up and don't put him up for adoption under
any circumstances he's mean he's dangerous and he's actually the Joker.. signed.. batman".
"Wait this dog is the Joker??".
"Batman wouldn't lie would he?".
There was no outward signs this
dog used to be the clown prince of crime.
"If this dog is who batman claims he is
He's going to need to be in a very secure place".
that had to be cancelled unfortunately.
First draft.
The night was cold, but dry. It was a regular November evening in Gotham City. Snow gently glided down to the pavement of the crime-ridden streets. One of the City's most diabolical and depraved criminals was currently in the middle of a jewelry heist. "Alright you bozos, I need you to stick everything of value into your little jewelry bags.
Maybe you could find a ring for Harley, my gentlemen." Said a clown with green hair and a wretched yellow smile. After his last syllable, he laughed a crooked, pitchy laugh. The men fired their pistols up into the air, forcing everyone onto the ground in fear.
The man with the green hair the Joker bashed open a case full of jewelry
and started to steal anything that was inside of it. The boss' henchmen followed suit,
cramming in jewels, gold, and pearls into their sacks.
The crooks continued to rummage through the various shiny treasures that were behind broken glass. Their boss, dressed in a dapper purple suit, climbed over the people cowering on the white tile floor. He found a strange golden ring tucked under the jeweler's counter. This ring had a single red ruby gemstone, with some strange engraving that the clown ignored.
The clown continued to examine the ring, while his henchmen raided the store. Rubbing his chin, the clown decided that this ring would be perfect for his Hench girl. He decided to put it on, in which the gem seemed to respond by giving a subtle shimmer.
"Alright boys," the clown started maniacally, "we have what we came here for." The thugs, bags behind their backs, ran out of the glass doors, with the clown trailing behind them. Everyone in the store picked themselves up, shaken with panic. Then, as if on cue, a beacon shone in the sky, signaling the city's savior. But he didn't come, not yet. However, police showed up onto the scene.
Police secured the scene. Batman arrived to assess the damage.
The Chief on the scene briefs Batman that this was the handiwork of the joker and describes what was stolen, mentioning the ring last. Batman not knowing the true value of the ring asked Alfred about it.
Alfred did some research and described the origin of the ring and it’s special power.
Batman mentioned then something
about how the Joker doesn’t realize the trouble he’s in.
"I had better track down Joker before the fool curses himself."
Alfred did not see this as an easy mission for batman
"But sir you don't even know where he could be".
" I'll find him".
Batman went off in
his pursuit of the Joker then.
Along the way he just happened to come across a
couple of the clown prince's henchman just standing around,
having been abandoned by the Joker during the heist.
"I will get these fools to reveal where their boss is".
Once they saw batman gliding towards them
Jokers goons scattered like ants.
"Holy heck it's the ba-
Batman leapt down, lifting one of them up to by the shirt.
Where is the Joker!", He shouted.
"I ain't telling ya nothing bat".
The inmate felt a
crippling pain in his left wrist
courtesy of batman threatening to fracture it.
"Arghh.. Okay okay he-
he went in that direction".
The face painted thug pointed a
trembling finger at a nearby intersection
Batman dropped him to the ground on his back
and took a pair of hand cuffs from his utility belt.
"Good thing you told me but I can't let
low lifes like you roam around free".
After tying up Jokers henchmen and leaving them
for the GCPD to find he got
on the search for his nemesis again.
He scaled tall buildings, watched, perching from the gargoyles
and yet still found no hint of where Joker could be.
Then.. right when he standing on a 14 feet tall building
He heard his laugh.. That shrill shrieking cacophony of insanity.
And it was coming from right behind him!.
"Joker".
Batman pivoted around just in time
to see a Joker playing card moving in a spiralling
like motion towards him.
Batman leapt out of the way
moving to the side to avoid the incoming weapon.
"Theres plenty more were that came from!", Joker yelled
before taking out another razor bladed card from his suit.
Batman stopped that one from coming by blocking with his fist.
getting cut in the process.
While pulling the razor edged card
deep from his flesh, batman took the time to observe
the ring curled around Jokers index finger.
The maniac saw what
batman was eyeing off.
"Oh you like this ring?, quite a beauty isn't it
I was originally going to give it to Harley before I changed my mind of course".
Batman rolled his eyes, since when would the Joker
take interest in any kind of jewels or something of great value?.
"Joker.. Whatever you do don't read
the writing inscribed on it you'll only regret it."
Joker pursed his red lips, wondering what batman was telling him
and twisted his hand around to look at the tiny inscription
labeled, In canis copure transmuto.
..... "This cute little message?.. Why though bats?".
"You'll be in a literal hairy situation if you do".
Joker couldn't help what he did next.
"BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!".
"I wasn't making a joke", batman snapped.
Joker kept laughing.
"Oh ho ho your really killing me here dork knight", Joker said
when he was done with the cackling.
Batman had to think of a way
to stop him from reading the inscription and cursing himself
the reason why was because batman didn't want to deal with a cursed criminal.
"Joker I'm warning you.. If you read
that inscription.. you'll drop dead in an instant".
Joker wasn't swayed by this.
"You really expect me to believe
that load of hyena crap? Heheh I can prove you wrong".
"In canis copure transmuuuuto".
Now he'd done it.
Batman could only stand and watch now.
"In canis copure transmuto you are too slow heehee".
Batman's face stayed a frown
as he remembered Alfred's words to him about the ring.
It says here Sir If the wearer of the ring says the inscription
Over 5 times they will stay in cursed form longer, the words of the butler
echoed back to him in his mind.
Joker literally was
singing the inscriptions words now.
Batman couldn't
believe the ignorance he was seeing
"Won't be long now before
the first of the fur shows up".
Soon enough the curse showed its first effects
and Jokers semi shaggy semi spiky green hair was sprouting fluffy white strands.
Some even stuck out from his cheeks and forehead.
Joker noticed soon
that batman was gazing at him.
"What?.. Why are you
staring all bat eyed at me like that?".
Batman silently pointed to his left
cheek and center of his cowl.
Joker took this correctly as a signal
to touch the areas of himself batman was gesturing to.
His gloved hand instinctively slid to his forehead
where it felt something smooth, silky.. and like soft cotton wool.
"What the- what??".
"I warned you Joker".
"Warn me about what bats!?", Joker shouted.
"About if you ignored my words and read the writing on
the ring you pinched something would happen".
Joker was shocked.. and furious
Batman told him he would die though if he ignored his words of warning.
His eyes drifted down to his nose as the thickening and growing hair
now was visible from both sides of his face.
What's this blackness in front of my eyes?.
Joker was changing so fast
batman couldn't even take notes, not that he needed to.
Jokers head hair was pretty much completely white now
and his face had a long carpet of the same colour follicles.
Not to mention he had a
big wet dogs nose now.
Ignoring the enhanced sense of smell he now possessed
Joker tore off his gloves to see what had become of his hands.
"Oh perfect.. big clumsy white slippers for hands".
"The correct term is paws Joker",
batman said in an amused tone.
"I know that and goddamit ARF! I can't even see correctly now!", Joker snapped back
before attempting to blow the obscuring fur out from his eyes.
Tchhhhh, went Jokers suit, tearing itself apart at
the seams so the fur had room to burst free.
"No No not my lovely suit!", Joker cried out
When the suit was destroyed by the super thick sheepdog hairs coming through.
"How interesting.. I'm going to have a four
legged walking mop of fluff for a nemesis".
Joker shot his head up at those words.
"You- you mean I'm going to become a-"
"Yes.. Your going to become a dog, a sheepdog to be exact", batman finished for him.
Joker couldn't exactly help what he did next.
"NAAAARGHHROOOO".
Exactly.. the so called clown
prince of crime howled like a simple minded canine.
Batman did not feel sorry for Joker no more,
he did have it coming.
"I better call the pound soon, tell them
I have a new resident for them".
The almost fully transformed
Joker grew red hot angry hearing this.
"Drrrron't yrrrou even thrrrink about it RARF! Bats". he snarled
his mouth and nose forcefully extending forward along with his tongue.
Batman gave one of his rare smiles.
Joker swore to his enemy in English along with rough barks
that he would tear him to shreds after all this was done,
even as he was forced to the ground by his spine
readjusting to fit his new four legs .
Batman backed away, pulling a batarang off from his belt,
Joker was becoming a large breed of dog and that meant he could do some real damage
he could even suffocate him with that thick sheepdog fur.
The old English sheepdog that just 30 seconds ago was the Joker,
lifted his head up to leer at the dark knight looking at him.
That hateful expression
spoke more words then actual ones.
The big ball of wooly fluff bounded towards batman
teeth flashing and his still neon green eyes wide open.
He leaped onto batman's chest
Just as the vigilante prepared himself to hurl the batarang
and stop the dogs furious charge.
Batman wrapped his thick gauntlets around the dogs huge neck
and held him away from his face as best as he could
all while kicking him on the tummy.
"Get.. Off me you crazed canine!".
Saliva flew from Jokers open maw
and splattered batman's cowl.
It seemed like Joker was winning this round,
batman just couldn't get those massive paws off his chest
not to mention his legs were pinned down by the back ones.
Batman closed his eyes, if he was going to take a piece out of his throat
he had to at least die with dignity, still he kept on fighting off hard what he was up against.
Just when all hope went down the drain and Jokers teeth bit into his neck
A voice called out from behind them.
"Hey you giant furball!.. Leave him alone".
The one speaking was non other then batgirl.
The young heroine quickly whipped out a bola
from her utility belt, specially designed to tie down and restrain animals.
Joker got up off of batman and turned to face her
long time ago he showed up at her doorstep and shot a bullet into her spine to get back at her father
the commissioner Gordon.
It left her paralysed, confined to a wheel chair
and took away her career as batgirl for many years.
Joker wanted nothing more then
to do it again.
Batgirl didn't recognise him however,
All she saw was a vicious stray dog that had to be taken down.
"Be careful Barbra that's no ordinary stray dog", batman warned
in spite of his scratches.
"Relax I got this".
Batgirl wasted no time and hurled fourth the Bola,
Winding it around the dogs body, entrapping him effectively
That oughta keep him still for a while.
"What is wrong with this dog why was he attacking you
like that?, I always thought of old English sheepdogs as boisterous and loveable."
"He's not just any dog Barbra, batman explained,
he's the Joker in a dogs body".
"What? Seriously??".
"Yep", batman gave a nod
before bending down and picking up
the ring sitting by Jokers paw,
And this is what caused it".
He handed it to Barbra.
"How did this happen? Wait- .. I could've sworn that
I've seen this little ring before", she whispered
staring at it from all angles.
"Well the Joker did take it from a museum
perhaps you saw it there once."
"Must have.. I've forgotten it's name though", batgirl said turning up the right way again
so she could see the top.
"Don't read the inscription", batman whispered,
"Alfred did some research on the bat computer
and found out info on it.. It's called the docga hound ring.
"Docga, isn't that an old English term?", batgirl tilted her head.
"Yes but it's a rare term", batman said.
"Ah.. So what are we going to do about fluff butt over here?".
Batgirl pointed to the Joker dog who
growled at that silly name.
"We'll take him over to the Gotham city shelter but when or if he becomes his usual self again
he's going straight back back to his cell in Arkham".
"Sure but I'm not carrying him".
Batman got out from his nifty
utility belt a tranquilliser dart.. And fired it into Jokers furry back.
"Another thing.. How the hell are we going
to get ourselves and him down from this building?".
Batman gave a smirk
just as Joker dropped his head down.
"We'll just take the stairs".
He opened up a door and
pointed to them.. There were a lot.
"Seriously Bruce",
batgirl sighed.
"What's the matter with you?", batman asked
with the large sleeping dog over his back
when they reached the bottom of the steps.
Batgirl looked like she was
going to collapse onto him.
"Pant- pant, I've never been a big fan of walking down stair cases..
especially not ones with over twenty freaking steps".
Batman on the other hand felt just fine.
"The shelters only a block away and your
not the one lugging around a big mutt".
"Yeah Good point".
Batgirl and Batman had a sort of father figure daughter figure relationship
with each other so a little bit of playful banter when things weren't too serious
was okay.
Batgirl asked batman then what they were
going to do about the Docga hound ring.
"Well since the curse can easily be passed onto another person
we will either hide it away or destroy it".
After a bit more walking The two Gotham city heroes arrived and dropped Joker
off at the shelter doors.
"Aren't you going to let them know
about the dog first?".
"Nah they'll find him here soon enough ".
They departed then.
The pound staff were just about to finish their late night shift when they heard the growling and whining noises of a dog.
"Oh my.. who left this dog here.. and why is he restrained like this?".
"Wait there's a note here".
"Dear monarch theatre road pound staff, the person read,
for the good of the city keep this dog locked up and don't put him up for adoption under
any circumstances he's mean he's dangerous and he's actually the Joker.. signed.. batman".
"Wait this dog is the Joker??".
"Batman wouldn't lie would he?".
There was no outward signs this
dog used to be the clown prince of crime.
"If this dog is who batman claims he is
He's going to need to be in a very secure place".
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