Memory 001: Starting over again.

[forgotten_titan]

Good morning 625 Topper Street! Usually, the house would be filled with the chatter of the drone!kids and the drone!wife as they start the day all fresh and chirpy. However, this time there's something, or rather someone, who's acting out of the "ordinary" for drones. Rather, when the drone!mum pops up to shake her "daughter" awake, all she gets is a sleepy, "Ten more minutes dad, please...?" Drone!mum shakes her head with exasperation, but gives the teenager the extra time she wants.

Tara is in bed less than that though, as her sleepy mind suddenly realizes that something is not right. Her mom isn't home, she's working out of the country. It's dad who usually wakes her up. And he would NEVER give her ten extra minutes.

Action: 625 Topper Street
Hey Sniper, you have a blonde girl dressed in pyjamas trying to sneak to the phone. She's trying to avoid the drone!mum and the kids, but obviously she's no Spy. However, she does look determined, if not nervous, to get to that phone. Care to speak with her and say hi to your new not!daughter?

Action: Topper Street
She's just had a conversation with her new not!dad, but there's still plenty of things she doesn't get. She's taken to wondering the streets outside now, gaping at the perfect houses and trees that line the entire neighborhood.

Action: School
Mayfield High, there's a new kid who's in town. Tara "Mundy" is looking a little lost though, and she has no idea where the classes are, or even which is her locker. She's going around asking people for help. Maybe she's just waved you over then? Or maybe you see her wandering the corridor? Either way, will you help her out?

Action: Town, after school.
The moment the bell goes, she's out of the place immediately to check out the rest of town. Prison or no, she's not one to turn down the opportunity to go exploring. You might see her around as she checks out the place.

Phone, unfiltered
(She was already told that she had been taken from home, that this wasn't even the USA that she had grown up in. Still, she had to at least try. Her fingers nearly slip as she dials in the number.)
...Dad? Are you there?

Comments

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Aaaaand Sniper has no idea what she's saying either.*

He's a what now? No that's 'is name. Scout. BLU Scout at that.

*He sees you inching away. Great, the only person he's intimidating to is a teenage blonde girl.*

Pretty much. It usually don't last all that long though. So feel free t' try.

*At that point the drone!mom shows up to start preparing casseroles and pies and do other housewifey things. Sniper immediately looks uncomfortable and starts backing away towards the back door of the kitchen.*

Roight ... well....

She's going to use this icon so much around him.

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(OK, now this is really going on all levels of weird. Sniper's change in personality, from relaxed to uncomfortable, is something Tara can catch. And she's just going to take advantage of that from now on.)

Yeah...I think I can manage. Thanks.

(Inching back up the stairs to her room RIGHT now. Go away Sniper.)

He will not be amused..

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He's out of there. Out the back door and back up onto the roof. He'll be there for most of the day, back against the chimney, hat pulled down over his face, happily whittling away some sticks into arrows.*

When I first saw it, I was like, "That's reserved for Sniper."

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(She's just going to go on with the rest of the day by herself, because her not!dad is a jerk.

However, in the evening, you might have heard this scream, along with a lot of banging and shutting of doors and windows. You'll just be in time to see Tara slam her door shut and lock it, as well as an eerie laugh that echoes throughout the air outside.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

Th' hell is wrong with you?

*This is what he gets for coming inside to get something to eat. Yes even scrawny guys like him get hungry.*

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(She's not coming out of her room. However, he does get a very shaky and muffled whisper from behind the door.)

Th-th-the...it's...it's the...j-j-j-jo...The J-j-jok-k-ker....

[bye_to_yer_head]

You wanna explain why I jus' had t' break my own door down t' get in here?

*Keys? What are those?*

Th' bloody hell are you talkin' about?

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(You're getting sniffles and whimpers now Sniper. But she tries her best for you, and takes a deep breath before she manages to reply.)

The Joker. He's HERE.

(She sounds really afraid. As if whoever it is she's talking about is going to appear sometime soon.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Wow, okay, he is NOT equipped to handle a young girl crying and sniffling on the other side of a door. Also he doesn't know what she's talking about.*

The who is here? Wait.. here where?

*He's looking around suspiciously wondering if whoever she's talking about is actually IN the house. Not that he's terribly concerned, he has his gun, his bow, a folding knife, and whoever it is ISN'T a Spy, so no worries.*

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The Joker. He's here...in Mayfield...s-somewhere near. Didn't you hear the l-laughter?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Should I know who that is?

*He's getting kind of sick of conversing with a closed door here..*

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(The door creaks open, just slightly, and Tara peeps out, looking really terrified.)

You...don't know? He's...he's evil. Just pure evil.

[bye_to_yer_head]

... This an American thing?

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(She's got an incredulous look on her face that's mixed with PURE TERROR FRESH TODAY.)

Are you stu-

(And that's when she catches herself. Immediately she cowers again.)

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that!

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. This is more than he's ready to deal with. And this is going to be a day to day thing? He's almost missing the drone daughter.*

Jus' start over an' tell me what's going on.

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(She takes a deep breath. A few actually, just to calm her nerves down, before she launches into a quiet explanation.)

The Joker is one of Gotham City's worst criminals. He's dangerous. No one knows why he calls himself that, but he always makes jokes at every crime scene. He...he hurts and kills people, just because he thinks it's funny. He's not like the regular villains either. Like...in Jump City, most of them are just bank robbers and they do hold-ups. The Joker...he's not like that. Everything he does...it's all just for making people suffer, or just for, for a...a joke.

Usually back home, there's the Batman to stop him. He's like a super hero, and he's the only one who can take down the Joker. But we don't have him here...

[bye_to_yer_head]

...

*Give him a minute to process this. He vaguely knows who Batman is, and he's seen the guy around town a little. But a reader of comics Sniper is not. At least those of the non-Saxton Hale variety.*

Th' guy in the cape who I chased off th' roof? He's around somewhere. So a guy who kills people an' thinks is funny is here an' yer holed up in your room?

Someone will jus' shoot him an' you won't have t' worry about it. Hell, I'll go shoot him if it'll keep you from screamin' loike that.

*Seriously. What's the big deal here?*

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You don't get it. You don't just SHOOT the Joker. He shoots you. He's, he's always got a plan, no matter how crazy he is. No one has ever managed to bring him down. The Batman can, but he always gets out of Arkham Asylum in the end. And if you make him mad, he'll come after you. Not just you, but your family and your friends. He'll torture them.

(Yes, when people tell horror stories? They tell Joker stories.)

Are...are you sure the Batman's here?

(If he is, then there's a spark of hope for Mayfield yet.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

So why doesn't th' guy jus' kill 'em and not have to worry about it anymore?

*LOGIC.*

I think so. Or he was. Haven't seen him lately and I sleep on th' roof so I think I would 'ave if he's still gallivanting around on the roofs.

There a particular reason you think this Joker guy is after you? And some reason that you think hidin' in yer room is gonna keep him out?

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The Batman doesn't kill people.

(Unlike you, she silently adds.)

If he's here though, then hopefully he'll be able to take care of him. The Joker goes after everyone. Whenever he does something, it usually involves a lot of people, and they could be anyone. No one is safe from him.

(She draws her knees closer to her chest and shivers.)

I'm...just being careful.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yer hidin'.

*Something he's all too familiar with.*

Trust me on this. It'll only work fer so long. Besides, I doubt with all th' people in this town the person he hunts down is gonna be you.

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(She peeks through the crack in the door again.)

...how can you be sure?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Because you got here today. An' if he's so hung up on this Batman character I'm sure he'd go after him first.

Does he know where you live?

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N-no. But he's nearby. I...I heard his laughter. It's like his signature or s-something.

[bye_to_yer_head]

So you know where he is, but he doesn't know where you are? I'd say yer at a distinct advantage then, mate.

*He would say something along the lines of her being safer there with him up on the roof shooting anything that gets close, but he gets the feeling that would make her feel the OPPOSITE of safe.*