A long and never ending day (closed)

As the detective left the scene, slightly bruised as he was, a car would pass him. It was a completely normal car, like the few others that drove by, The police still hadn't shown up, in fact, no one had. the Gothamites had learned a long time ago that it rarely was healthy to get involved with what happened in the alleys of Gotham City. Thus, the driver and his passenger had plenty of privacy as the sirens could be heard in the far off distance, if they were heading this way or not, who could tell? Either way, a well dressed man, wearing his trade mark purple suit, his green hair well combed stepped out and entered the ally. He was curious actually, what a peculiar man like the battered one he had seen leave the ally could have left behind. What he found, was one very beat up little birdie.

The Joker could easily recognise the beaten goon as one of Penguin's, How? he was that type and he wasn't wearing the same gimmicky clothes a lot of the others made their goons wear, the Joker himself included. Indeed, this one was one of Penguin's and judging from the other male and this guy's condition, he had screwed up, something which was lethal when working for a man like King Pingu. The Clown Prince of Crime couldn't help but chuckle as he poked him with his cane.

"My my my..you sure is a sore sight..let me guess, you were sent to take care of the young man, but he took care of you instead and now you have to go home and tell the vulture you screwed up?.." The Joker said with a grin to goon on the ground, a wide grin on his face, if he was right the man was screwed, as good as dead really. Hmm..one wonders...

"Now now, no need for this foul language...Now tell me, do you have a name boy?" The Joker asked as he looked down at the beaten goon, a wide grin on his face. It was clear this dangerous trickster had something in mind, but what that was, who could tell. (You make it sound like I am planning to molest him or something, why would you do that?) (What? NO! No I don't!) (So you say) (Yes I do! Now, can I continue please?) (*Sigh* Oh, alight, do go on, but only because I like your plans)  Joker then tilted his head a little as he looked down at the beaten man, the smile widening. "Also, correct me if I am wrong, but you're one of Penguin's goons..right?"

Joker asked, but in a surprisingly non-threatening way, for whatever reason, he was talking to Buddy instead of murdering him horrendously, perhaps he was going to survive this after all. Then again, nothing was certain when it came to the Joker. However, for now, the pale man was apparently content with waiting on the beaten goon's answers, the Joker acting as if he had all the time in the world, and as if he didn't have anything to worry about at all. All in all, the whole situation, was rather unusual, but Buddy was probably already aware of that fact, and if not, who cared really?

"Buddy..heh, I like it" Joker said, his expression turning to one of mild amusement from Buddy's reply. It was strange to see such an expression on his face as he looked the man over. Yes, there was clearly something on his mind, he was a little too calm about this whole thing. a little bit too calm. His eyes however, were the same as they had always been. And in those eyes, one could see the world burn, and oh how brightly it burned.

Joker then rose a hand, to get Buddy's attention. "Oh Buddy..I don't want any information from you, nonono..whatever you know about Penguin is irrelevant to me.." he said, pausing for a moment before smiling a little bit wider than before. "Now, seeing as that boy walked away and you're here, in that condition none the less, I take it you've failed whatever your boss send you out to do..and, Knowing Ozzy..you're a dead man walking.." Joker then rose a single finger, interrupting whatever the beaten man tried to say.

"Ahtutututut..let me finish..you see...I think it'd be a waste, so here is how I see it, you can return to Penguin and certainly get killed, your life ending there...OR, you can choose to live and take your chances, and join me and my merry gang!" Joker said, leaning closer to Buddy, his entire face almost splitting in one wide grin. However, it was clear he was serious, for whatever reason, Joker meant his words.

Joker looked at the poor man, then reached down, picking up the cigarette, offering it to Buddy before speaking again, that wide grin never leaving his face. "Now, Buddy, first of all, it's not Mr Cobblepot you call him any more, but Penguin..second, there is some very good reasons why.." Joker said with a almost manic expression on his face as he looked at Buddy. (Oh this is gonna be good..) (I'm glad you finally agree with me on something..) (and I am glad you're finally writing something good, now keep going!) (Ouch! okay okay..)

"You see Buddy..most of the other idiots don't know how to work with me..so I just end up..happening to them..but you, youuu...you know how it is, you've already worked for a man who drop his hirelings for as much as chuckling near him because he think they're laughing at him." The Joker then paused, smiling even wider, which was apparently somehow possible. He then lifted a finger and pointed at Buddy, a glint in his eye. "But, you have two other, but very major advantages. One, you've worked for Penguin, so you gotta be a man of quality..and second..and MUCH more importantly.." The mad man continued with a chuckle as he looked directly into Buddy's eyes.

"MUCH more importantly...I like your name" The Joker concluded, chuckling as he looked at Buddy. For whatever reason, having the Joker liking something about you could ensure ones survival to a degree, though the thought of the Joker liking anything about you, would probably give a very mixed feeling at best.