Post by The Joker on Nov 8, 2014 14:33:12 GMT -5
Basic Information
Player Nickname: (Matthew)
Profile URL: (http://roleplaychat.org/profile.php?user=The+Clown)
Do you want other role players to give you feed back? (Yes)
Which DCU Earth are you applying to?: Earth 1
Character Origin: (Mostly the main Comics, though with inspirations from The Killing Joke and The Dark Knight movie.)
Face Claim's Name: Anthony Misiano
Name: Unknown
Alias: The Joker
Race: Human
Age: Mid Thirties
Birthday: Unknown
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair: Green
Eyes: Green
Physique: Tall and slender, with a long face, high cheekbones and an unnaturally white skin
Training: (Self Taught, no formal training)
Equipment:
Firearms and Melee Weapons: Handguns and Baseball Bats, Shotguns and Crowbars, Rifles and Knives, as well as many others.
Explosives: From simple Grenades and Dynamites to powerful Clock Bombs, may or may not be hidden inside toys, dolls and seemingly harmless objects.
Joker Gadgets: Many different "comedic" tools, for a variety of different uses. From a razor-sharp deck of cards, a suit flower that releases toxic gases and acid, to a Joy Buzzer that releases deadly discharges of electricity.
Joker Venom: The Clown Prince's own, handcrafted poison, which he releases into his victims in both gaseous forms (By means of Gas Grenades and his Suit Flower) and liquid forms (By means of darts and syringes). Instead of simply killing people, Joker Venom causes those infected with it to laugh madly,without ever stopping, until they eventually die from the pain and lack of air.
Powers/Abilities
Genius Level Intellect: The Joker, as a true master of crime, possess a brilliant mind. He completely understands the inner working of both the mafia and the police, and manipulates both to his advantage. He is skilled in the realms of chemistry, able to craft many different types of poisons, and he is an explosives expert. the Joker is also a master when it comes to destroying one's sanity. With words and actions aimed at horrifying, psychologically breaking and manipulating his victims, the Joker is capable of slowly corrupting one's state of being from the inside out. With enough time, he can turn anyone, no matter how kind and righteous they are, into monsters almost as insane as himself.
Fire Weapons Combat: The Joker is very efficient when it comes to the wielding of firearms. Be it Revolvers or simple Handguns, to Shotguns, Machine Guns and Rifles or even less common weapons such as Grenade Launchers, he knows how to use them with skill and precision.
Hand to Hand Combat: The Joker, while far from a martial arts master, has moderate abilities with hand to hand combat. While not extremely strong, the Clown is fast and unpredictable in his movements, and can overpower small numbers of average thugs.
Venom Immunity: The Joker is completely immune to the effects of poisons, gases and almost any type of toxin. Part of this is due to his submergence in chemical liquids, but many of his resistances have been delicately built over the years by constantly injecting small quantities of poisons to his blood.
Weaknesses
Lack of Formal Training: While far from being an incompetent fighter or shooter, the Joker suffers from having developed his combat skills by himself, with no semblance of guidance other than personal experience. Even if he can hold himself in a fight with most, the Joker cannot compare with those whose fighting and shooting abilities have been developed through years of dedicated professional training.
Mental Illness: The Joker is a completely mad man, suffering from what doctors in Arkham Asylum have described as Anti-Social Personality Disorder, Schizophrenia, and a number of other conditions. Although it certainly makes him an unpredictable opponent for Batman and his allies, he occasionally shows difficulties when having to focus on one goal alone, and his high arrogance and extreme obsession with Batman can both be detrimental to his plans and schemes.
Only Human: Even if the mad clown has proven many times over the years to have tremendous, almost absurd luck, surviving a variety of life-threatening events, he is still a mostly average person. Enough physical damage or gunshots will end his life, and most superpowered individuals can defeat him in a fight with little to no effort.
Character Time Line
Year 0
- Due to unknown reasons, a man helps the Red Hood Gang's assault on Monarch Playing Cards
- Upon sneaking through Ace Chemicals, the gang is stopped by Batman, and the man falls into a tank of chemical compounds
- When the man emerges from the liquids, having survived the incident, his skin is ghoulish white and his hair is bright green
- After months of isolation, that same man, now calling himself the Joker, begins to make a name for himself in the criminal underworld
- The Joker, by hacking into many key computers in Gotham City, deletes all proof of his existence as a civilian
Year 1 (2008)
- The Joker makes his first public appearance in Gotham City, attempting to destroy the city and it's inhabitants for seemingly no reason
- The Joker's plans are stopped by the Batman, and upon meeting the Dark Knight, the Mad Clown discovers the purpose of his existence
- The Joker is sent to Arkham Asylum for the first time
- The Joker meets Robin for the first time, and the idea of Batman having partners angries him
Year 2 (2009)
- The Joker meets Batgirl for the first time, starts despising Batman's sidekicks even more
- After being locked in Arkham once more, the Joker first meets Dr. Harleen Quinzel, his psychiatrist
- During their therapy sections together, the Clown Prince begins to slowly break Harleen's sanity
Year 3 (2010)
- The Joker finishes his masterful work on Harleen, turning the woman into Harley Quinn
Year 4 (2011)
- The Joker first meets Robin II, so far the worst of Batman's partners to him
- The Joker brutally murders Robin II
- The Joker kidnaps Commissioner James Gordon and cripples his daughter Barbara, inadvertently ending Batgirl
Year 5 (2012)
- The Joker first meets Robin III, and begins to wonder if Batman will ever stop having sidekicks
Audition Post
A man dressed in a purple tuxedo kicked the mansion's front door open. Soon, a mad, uncontrolled laughter echoed throughout the environment as dozens were being murdered by the shots of a rifle. "You people look so formal and polite, how utterly boring! I'd say we push some new life into this place, huh?!" The Joker exclaimed in an exaggerated tone as he began shooting his victims. The screams of the innocent were like the soft sounds of violins to the mad clown's ears, and the way their crimson blood splattered through the floor, walls and dining tables of that large hall, and how their now dead bodies fell to the ground, their expressions of pure horror all that remained on their faces... It was a near-perfect work of art that gave The Joker nearly-unmatched sensation of bliss and inner peace, and as it all happened, a wide, unabashed grin could perfectly be seen on his red lips.
Who were these people? The Clown Prince couldn't even begin to care. He knew was that one of Gotham's aristocracy whose name he had already forgotten was having a birthday party on his manor, and that lots of the richest in Gotham were invited to it. And well... The Joker also knew that no party was complete without his presence. Not to mention... The decoration on the place looked more dull than the Mayor of Gotham's speeches. Entirely composed of clean white and cream colors... No, no, no. Birthdays needed joy, they needed excitement, and a lovely new red paint would be a great way to start!
All of a sudden, the gorgeous cacophony that were the rifle bullets being fired stopped, and only a shy, irritating clicking noise remained, indicating that the weapon's ammunition had ended. The Clown Prince sighed for a moment, he really needed to have brought more with him. As he walked slowly through the hall, he admired his work, smiling. Dead bodies, many of whom had not only lost blood, but also parts of their skin and muscles. Some even had been shot right in their skulls, and little bits of their brains remained alongside the blood on the floor, wasn't that a pretty little sight? Eventually The Joker's bright green eyes caught sight of a bald and fat man in a black suit that trembled like a 12 year old girl. "...P-P...P-Please, t-take whatever you want, mo-money, jewelry... expensive furniture, anything, just leave us alone, please!" He said in a voice so weak and scared it almost stopped being amusing. "... Well, I guess that means I may take your life!" The Joker said playfully, and quickly began to hit the man's head with the rifle over and over, breaking his skin and bones apart, laughing madly as he did so, and even when the man was clearly dead, Joker continue to hit him for a while.
"Aaaaah, how I love dealing with the desperate and stupid." The clown softly declared to himself as he dropped his now blood-filled rifle next to the fat man's corpse. He then turned 180 degrees and continued to explore what else he could do on his new playground. Odd, that same hall looked like it had far more people in it a minute or two ago, maybe he should have been more conservative with his bullets? The clown then heard a woman's soft weeping, and he immediately began to search for her. He quickly saw a redhead who remained against a wall, hugging her knees as she stared towards him with horror on her blue eyes. As he walked towards her, he realized that bits of her dress were stained by scarlet colors, and that she had been shot in her legs. That made him chuckle, she would never be able to run away...
"Oooooh, don't cry, don't cry... You have such a pretty face, you're making me feel guilty for hurting you." He began to talk in an oddly gentle tone as he approached her. "If you want, I could take you for a dance, give you warmth and happiness..." He smiled, and that only seemed to make her more scared. "Leave me alone, you monster!" She exclaimed, her expression now one of fury instead of fear and pain. "Nooooo? Well, then maybe I could murder you right now and put an end to your meaningless existence of hypocrisy and suffering, how about that?" He asked her, chuckling afterwards. The woman clenched her fist as she stared towards him. "You... You vile, wretched creature. ...You take out innocent lives and torture people for your own amusement... You rob banks only to burn all the money afterwards... You even blew up an elementary school! What do you even want?!?" She loudly declared, as the tears ran down her cheeks, completely ruining her dark-eyeliner in the process.
The Clown Prince laughed after hearing her question, finding that woman to be completely delightful in her hatred for him. Aaaah, if he knew about that woman before breaking into the mansion... He would have taken more time, he would have slowly played with her until she broke drown. "What do I want?!" He answered her question with another question, his grin widening as much as it was humanly possible, his bright green eyes almost piercing through her skin. "First and foremost: I am lonely child whose life was a poorly arranged conjunct of pain and misfortune... And I simply wish to have some fun." He began in his usual harsh, exaggerated voice tone. "Sometimes, however, I am an artist, a poet whose writing tells something so profound about the human experience that no one ever realized it before, no matter how obvious it really is. My songs perfectly showcase how pointless life is, and how sickening the true nature of humanity, always brought down by society's rules and imposed senses of conscience. In fact, I'm shocked I haven't won an award yet, HAHA!" The Joker exclaimed it all, his moist tongue slithering from his mouth and licking his red lips afterwards.
" Y...You..." The woman softly whispered, breathing heavily and attempting to stay further away from the mad murderer in front of her. Before she could continue, however, he slid a poker card from underneath his left sleeve. "But now, my dear, now that you stand before me and I can behold all your beauty and grace..." He continued to talk, chuckling softly in-between his words. The Joker then shifted the card, showing it's face to the woman. It was an Ace of Hearts. Once again, the Clown Prince chuckled, moving closer to the redhead lady. "...I merely want your love." He concluded in a soft, smooth tone, before leaning against her as fast and suddenly as he could, brutally pushing the razor-sharp card against her bosom, tearing through her skin, muscles and veins, making her blood splash through both her and his body. Her screams of pain more wondrous sounding than any opera, and the now static expression of pain of her face more beautiful than any renascentist painting. As it all happened, The Joker laughed as loud as he'd ever could. This was going to be a fun night.
Player Nickname: (Matthew)
Profile URL: (http://roleplaychat.org/profile.php?user=The+Clown)
Do you want other role players to give you feed back? (Yes)
Which DCU Earth are you applying to?: Earth 1
Character Origin: (Mostly the main Comics, though with inspirations from The Killing Joke and The Dark Knight movie.)
Face Claim's Name: Anthony Misiano
Name: Unknown
Alias: The Joker
Race: Human
Age: Mid Thirties
Birthday: Unknown
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair: Green
Eyes: Green
Physique: Tall and slender, with a long face, high cheekbones and an unnaturally white skin
Training: (Self Taught, no formal training)
Equipment:
Firearms and Melee Weapons: Handguns and Baseball Bats, Shotguns and Crowbars, Rifles and Knives, as well as many others.
Explosives: From simple Grenades and Dynamites to powerful Clock Bombs, may or may not be hidden inside toys, dolls and seemingly harmless objects.
Joker Gadgets: Many different "comedic" tools, for a variety of different uses. From a razor-sharp deck of cards, a suit flower that releases toxic gases and acid, to a Joy Buzzer that releases deadly discharges of electricity.
Joker Venom: The Clown Prince's own, handcrafted poison, which he releases into his victims in both gaseous forms (By means of Gas Grenades and his Suit Flower) and liquid forms (By means of darts and syringes). Instead of simply killing people, Joker Venom causes those infected with it to laugh madly,without ever stopping, until they eventually die from the pain and lack of air.
Powers/Abilities
Genius Level Intellect: The Joker, as a true master of crime, possess a brilliant mind. He completely understands the inner working of both the mafia and the police, and manipulates both to his advantage. He is skilled in the realms of chemistry, able to craft many different types of poisons, and he is an explosives expert. the Joker is also a master when it comes to destroying one's sanity. With words and actions aimed at horrifying, psychologically breaking and manipulating his victims, the Joker is capable of slowly corrupting one's state of being from the inside out. With enough time, he can turn anyone, no matter how kind and righteous they are, into monsters almost as insane as himself.
Fire Weapons Combat: The Joker is very efficient when it comes to the wielding of firearms. Be it Revolvers or simple Handguns, to Shotguns, Machine Guns and Rifles or even less common weapons such as Grenade Launchers, he knows how to use them with skill and precision.
Hand to Hand Combat: The Joker, while far from a martial arts master, has moderate abilities with hand to hand combat. While not extremely strong, the Clown is fast and unpredictable in his movements, and can overpower small numbers of average thugs.
Venom Immunity: The Joker is completely immune to the effects of poisons, gases and almost any type of toxin. Part of this is due to his submergence in chemical liquids, but many of his resistances have been delicately built over the years by constantly injecting small quantities of poisons to his blood.
Weaknesses
Lack of Formal Training: While far from being an incompetent fighter or shooter, the Joker suffers from having developed his combat skills by himself, with no semblance of guidance other than personal experience. Even if he can hold himself in a fight with most, the Joker cannot compare with those whose fighting and shooting abilities have been developed through years of dedicated professional training.
Mental Illness: The Joker is a completely mad man, suffering from what doctors in Arkham Asylum have described as Anti-Social Personality Disorder, Schizophrenia, and a number of other conditions. Although it certainly makes him an unpredictable opponent for Batman and his allies, he occasionally shows difficulties when having to focus on one goal alone, and his high arrogance and extreme obsession with Batman can both be detrimental to his plans and schemes.
Only Human: Even if the mad clown has proven many times over the years to have tremendous, almost absurd luck, surviving a variety of life-threatening events, he is still a mostly average person. Enough physical damage or gunshots will end his life, and most superpowered individuals can defeat him in a fight with little to no effort.
Character Time Line
Year 0
- Due to unknown reasons, a man helps the Red Hood Gang's assault on Monarch Playing Cards
- Upon sneaking through Ace Chemicals, the gang is stopped by Batman, and the man falls into a tank of chemical compounds
- When the man emerges from the liquids, having survived the incident, his skin is ghoulish white and his hair is bright green
- After months of isolation, that same man, now calling himself the Joker, begins to make a name for himself in the criminal underworld
- The Joker, by hacking into many key computers in Gotham City, deletes all proof of his existence as a civilian
Year 1 (2008)
- The Joker makes his first public appearance in Gotham City, attempting to destroy the city and it's inhabitants for seemingly no reason
- The Joker's plans are stopped by the Batman, and upon meeting the Dark Knight, the Mad Clown discovers the purpose of his existence
- The Joker is sent to Arkham Asylum for the first time
- The Joker meets Robin for the first time, and the idea of Batman having partners angries him
Year 2 (2009)
- The Joker meets Batgirl for the first time, starts despising Batman's sidekicks even more
- After being locked in Arkham once more, the Joker first meets Dr. Harleen Quinzel, his psychiatrist
- During their therapy sections together, the Clown Prince begins to slowly break Harleen's sanity
Year 3 (2010)
- The Joker finishes his masterful work on Harleen, turning the woman into Harley Quinn
Year 4 (2011)
- The Joker first meets Robin II, so far the worst of Batman's partners to him
- The Joker brutally murders Robin II
- The Joker kidnaps Commissioner James Gordon and cripples his daughter Barbara, inadvertently ending Batgirl
Year 5 (2012)
- The Joker first meets Robin III, and begins to wonder if Batman will ever stop having sidekicks
Audition Post
A man dressed in a purple tuxedo kicked the mansion's front door open. Soon, a mad, uncontrolled laughter echoed throughout the environment as dozens were being murdered by the shots of a rifle. "You people look so formal and polite, how utterly boring! I'd say we push some new life into this place, huh?!" The Joker exclaimed in an exaggerated tone as he began shooting his victims. The screams of the innocent were like the soft sounds of violins to the mad clown's ears, and the way their crimson blood splattered through the floor, walls and dining tables of that large hall, and how their now dead bodies fell to the ground, their expressions of pure horror all that remained on their faces... It was a near-perfect work of art that gave The Joker nearly-unmatched sensation of bliss and inner peace, and as it all happened, a wide, unabashed grin could perfectly be seen on his red lips.
Who were these people? The Clown Prince couldn't even begin to care. He knew was that one of Gotham's aristocracy whose name he had already forgotten was having a birthday party on his manor, and that lots of the richest in Gotham were invited to it. And well... The Joker also knew that no party was complete without his presence. Not to mention... The decoration on the place looked more dull than the Mayor of Gotham's speeches. Entirely composed of clean white and cream colors... No, no, no. Birthdays needed joy, they needed excitement, and a lovely new red paint would be a great way to start!
All of a sudden, the gorgeous cacophony that were the rifle bullets being fired stopped, and only a shy, irritating clicking noise remained, indicating that the weapon's ammunition had ended. The Clown Prince sighed for a moment, he really needed to have brought more with him. As he walked slowly through the hall, he admired his work, smiling. Dead bodies, many of whom had not only lost blood, but also parts of their skin and muscles. Some even had been shot right in their skulls, and little bits of their brains remained alongside the blood on the floor, wasn't that a pretty little sight? Eventually The Joker's bright green eyes caught sight of a bald and fat man in a black suit that trembled like a 12 year old girl. "...P-P...P-Please, t-take whatever you want, mo-money, jewelry... expensive furniture, anything, just leave us alone, please!" He said in a voice so weak and scared it almost stopped being amusing. "... Well, I guess that means I may take your life!" The Joker said playfully, and quickly began to hit the man's head with the rifle over and over, breaking his skin and bones apart, laughing madly as he did so, and even when the man was clearly dead, Joker continue to hit him for a while.
"Aaaaah, how I love dealing with the desperate and stupid." The clown softly declared to himself as he dropped his now blood-filled rifle next to the fat man's corpse. He then turned 180 degrees and continued to explore what else he could do on his new playground. Odd, that same hall looked like it had far more people in it a minute or two ago, maybe he should have been more conservative with his bullets? The clown then heard a woman's soft weeping, and he immediately began to search for her. He quickly saw a redhead who remained against a wall, hugging her knees as she stared towards him with horror on her blue eyes. As he walked towards her, he realized that bits of her dress were stained by scarlet colors, and that she had been shot in her legs. That made him chuckle, she would never be able to run away...
"Oooooh, don't cry, don't cry... You have such a pretty face, you're making me feel guilty for hurting you." He began to talk in an oddly gentle tone as he approached her. "If you want, I could take you for a dance, give you warmth and happiness..." He smiled, and that only seemed to make her more scared. "Leave me alone, you monster!" She exclaimed, her expression now one of fury instead of fear and pain. "Nooooo? Well, then maybe I could murder you right now and put an end to your meaningless existence of hypocrisy and suffering, how about that?" He asked her, chuckling afterwards. The woman clenched her fist as she stared towards him. "You... You vile, wretched creature. ...You take out innocent lives and torture people for your own amusement... You rob banks only to burn all the money afterwards... You even blew up an elementary school! What do you even want?!?" She loudly declared, as the tears ran down her cheeks, completely ruining her dark-eyeliner in the process.
The Clown Prince laughed after hearing her question, finding that woman to be completely delightful in her hatred for him. Aaaah, if he knew about that woman before breaking into the mansion... He would have taken more time, he would have slowly played with her until she broke drown. "What do I want?!" He answered her question with another question, his grin widening as much as it was humanly possible, his bright green eyes almost piercing through her skin. "First and foremost: I am lonely child whose life was a poorly arranged conjunct of pain and misfortune... And I simply wish to have some fun." He began in his usual harsh, exaggerated voice tone. "Sometimes, however, I am an artist, a poet whose writing tells something so profound about the human experience that no one ever realized it before, no matter how obvious it really is. My songs perfectly showcase how pointless life is, and how sickening the true nature of humanity, always brought down by society's rules and imposed senses of conscience. In fact, I'm shocked I haven't won an award yet, HAHA!" The Joker exclaimed it all, his moist tongue slithering from his mouth and licking his red lips afterwards.
" Y...You..." The woman softly whispered, breathing heavily and attempting to stay further away from the mad murderer in front of her. Before she could continue, however, he slid a poker card from underneath his left sleeve. "But now, my dear, now that you stand before me and I can behold all your beauty and grace..." He continued to talk, chuckling softly in-between his words. The Joker then shifted the card, showing it's face to the woman. It was an Ace of Hearts. Once again, the Clown Prince chuckled, moving closer to the redhead lady. "...I merely want your love." He concluded in a soft, smooth tone, before leaning against her as fast and suddenly as he could, brutally pushing the razor-sharp card against her bosom, tearing through her skin, muscles and veins, making her blood splash through both her and his body. Her screams of pain more wondrous sounding than any opera, and the now static expression of pain of her face more beautiful than any renascentist painting. As it all happened, The Joker laughed as loud as he'd ever could. This was going to be a fun night.
