Joker peered over the edge of his walkway, staring at what seemed to be his team’s base being overrun by a team of only two people. It was disgraceful and Joker didn’t hesitate is shouting his abuse down at them.

“Foolish fools falling foolishly~! Disgraceful dunderheads~! POSTURING PEDOPHILIC PENGUINS~!!!” snickering down at them Joker turned to look at the other side of the walkway. Far below him, the usual skirmishes were taking place. Since his own blue team had lost their main stronghold, the red’s seemed to have taken great heart is this victory and were yelling wildly at their enemies, their jeers and taunts echoing throughout the labyrinth like a pack of howling wolves scenting weakness.

Sighing, he flicked a switch on his helmet, the scoreboard lighting up within it. Perusing it, distracted, he didn’t even realize he had company until a clang sounded on his walkway, alerting him to a breach in his defences.

Spinning about, his eyes widened as he saw not one but two people upon his vantage point, both immediately opening fire on him. Startled, he automatically jumped and flipped and at the same time opened tiny portals that absorbed the lasers harmlessly. Luckily, neither of his opponents seemed to have noticed his impulsive action, covered up as it was by him firing back at them and forcing them to scatter and dodge.

Staring at them, his purple eyes darting between the two, thoughts flickered through Joker’s mind hurriedly. Firstly, was the pressing matter of what it felt like to be on the receiving end of those lasers, after all causing one to be incapacitated had to be uncomfortable and possibly even a startling experience. In Joker’s mind, he would rather he himself was the shocking experience, not some other outside force. This then brought up the thought that with two opponents facing him on such a limited field as the walkway, avoidance of such an experience would be very hard to accomplish. Naturally, this would mean the most reasonable thing for Joker to do would be relinquishing his strategic point in the most dramatic fashion available to him.

Oh, and the other inconsequential thought he’d had: one these men before him had been holding two guns and packs yet now only exhibited one.

“Arara, be one of you here cheaters? Joker knows you were the masterminds behind the takeover of the base below – Joker witnessed it with eyes of his own! And Joker’s own eyes saw one of you with TWO packs. Now where be that other pack now? For that matter, where be the other people of your little team?” Raising his eyebrows in a wasted move thanks to his visor, Joker sidled backwards a step, his eyes narrowing he processed his own words.

If he wasn’t mistaken, he could well be speaking to people who were different from all the other players…

To test this theory he grinned, a flash of white against the darkness of his skin and the shadow of his helmet, as he leaped backwards over the edge of the bridge to freefall down into a portal no one else saw him create.

As he fell, Joker rationalized that while using a portal was no doubt cheating, he would balance the act out by not using his gun as a weapon one he appeared in a position that would afford him a clear victory.
“Cha~ra~ra~ra~ Joker appears~!”

His cheerful cry was all the warning his sudden appearance would give as he fell through the first portal and into the second that was above the heads of his enemies, landing upon one in a fierce hug.

“Joker caught you~!”

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Joker Kyralie Calista
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