[ WP ] - Joker seeks vengeance for the death of Batman

It ’ s been three years since that damndable bat. 
 
 Gotham is an evil paradise, no man walks without fear. 
 
 It has become maddening… 
 
 Zsasz and the other roam free to terrorize senselessly, torture at will, and loot as they so feel, but what ’ s the point. 
 
 I hated that wretched winged rodent, but in a twisted sense he completed me. I never wanted him dead, he was my play toy of sorts and now the balance is broken. 
 
 I don ’ t see the light of day anymore, what is the use? And that confernal babbling fool Harley won ’ t leave me alone, every time I hear her voice call “ MR. J! ” my blood runs cold. The poor girl is blinded like the rest of the fools in this mad city, but why terrorize senselessly? 
 
 No, no, I the Joker terrorize the mind of justice! 
 
 Bring strong and powerful men to their knees in fear. 
 
 The Asylum walls keep dead silent, even the rats have left this hole, but I, I have grown mad with vengeance and have made Arkham my home once again. 
 
 It feels right as if everything was whole again. I can leave at my own will, but can ’ t bring my self to walk out the doors, call me fond of old times. 
 
 No one truly knows the identity of the bat ’ s killer and Gotham ’ s new evil genius, ironic. 
 
 I GROW INSATIABLY MORE MAD BY THE SECOND NO MAN TAKES ANOTHER MAN ’ S PLAY TOY! 
 
 Look at what this has done to me. 
 
 The legend of the Joker has died on the streets, not even a faint whisper down the darkest back alley. The paint has long smeared and will never return. 
 
 THEY TOOK MY LEGEND AWAY FROM ME! 
 
 Now, a perfect time to strike my vengeance, I will steal back what is rightfully mine from Gotham, but the Joker is no more… 
 
 I will scour ruins and manners, alleys and cave until I find where that bat was hiding. I will steal what is rightfully mine as a sort of Copycat Bat. Take back the streets and strike new terror into the heart of Gotham. 
 
 The Joker dies in Arkham Asylum tonight as he was meant to. 
 
 I will have my revenge, bring back the dead and strike fear with a familiar face. You made me do this… 
 
 
 The Copycat Bat, 
 
 No more smiles. 

