I do not own the Tremor Brothers.
"So Ace man…what's he like?"
"Yeah Ace, does he really carve smiles people's faces?"
Jesus Christ Ace…what kind of idiots have you hired? They're three brothers so they're here at a serious discount, and the guy who recommended them said they were insane which is something Mr. J will appreciate, but they seem like total incompetents.
"Just put your masks on and shut up. We're here."
"These things are fucking wild. So where is he? Is he in here?"
"He's inside negotiating with the other guys who will be pulling the job with us."
"Others? Oh right, he wanted ten of us right? Right Darwin?"
"Yeah Jeeves. Ace already told us that. Hey Lester?"
"Yeah Darwin?"
"Do you hear screaming?"
Shit, shit, shit! I can't believe I didn't hear that. How did you let yourself get distracted by those fucking morons Ace. What is something happened to…
"Mr. J! Jack are you all right? Is that your blood?"
Judging by the laugh and the smile on his face I would guess it isn't.
"Well the other gentlemen and I couldn't agree on a price…so I…well I tried some more aggressive negotiating tactics…and as you can see Ace…well lets just say it didn't go as I planned."
"Holy shit! Look at all that blood Darwin."
"I see it you damn fool. Mr. Joker sir. I'm Darwin Tremor. These are my brother Jeeves and Lester. We are pleasured to make your acquaintance."
"The pleasure's mine, believe me. I've heard wonderful things about the three of you. But we will have time for pleasantries later. Ace…are we still on with our e-Nigma?"
"Of course we are Mr. J. Ten o'clock, underneath the elm tree in the courtyard at Brentwood Academy."
"And we have all of the supplies?"
"Of course, everything you asked for is in the van. What are we going to do with all that stuff?"
"How many times do I have to tell you Ace? It's all part of the plan."
I hate when people don't show up for meetings. Where the fuck is this e-Nigma guy? What kind of name is e-Nigma anyway? It sounds like a fucking riddle.
"Mr. J I don't think this guy is showing up. It's almost ten and the only person out here is that little girl."
"Hmmmm…she's pretty. Don't you think so Ace?"
"Yeah I guess Mr. J, but we should really get out of here. Classes will change soon and the last thing we need is for a bunch of rich kids to see you and the four of us in our clown masks."
"I'm going to go and talk to her."
What the hell is going on here? Since when is the Joker interested in women? All he ever wants is to see the world burn. Maybe the time in Arkham actually helped him? Then again…maybe not.
"Hello dear…do you know who I am?"
"You're the Joker right?"
"Clever girl. And oh so pretty."
It isn't often when a person refuses to flinch as the Joker moves towards them. This girl sure is something.
"My name is Edwina Nashton…but you can call me Eddie. You're Ace right? Mind telling me who the drooling imbeciles behind you are?"
"Wait…you're telling me that you are e-Nigma? You're the hacker I inquired about?"
"Yes. Were you expecting something different?"
"You can't be a hacker. I mean look at you for fuck's sake. You're a pretty little rich girl. You can't be…"
"And why can't she Ace? Would you prefer she spend all of her time in the kitchen? That's no way for a beautiful young woman to live."
She may not flinch when he touches her, but his laugh still makes her skin crawl.
"What exactly do you need my services for?"
"There's a bank on the north side of the city. Now sure there is plenty of money in the bank, but I've always seen money as the cherry on top of my sundae. What I really love to see is death, destruction, and mayhem. There's some information stored on a laptop in the vault of this bank. I need it."
"I don't do hands on work. It's risky. I do have an actual life you know."
This little bitch can't be serious. I've seen Jack kill men twice his size for saying less. She'll be lucky if he doesn't rip he throat right out.
"Well you see Eddie, now you know what I'm planning to do. I can't run the risk of you letting that slip in the lunch line, so I suggest you come to terms with the following. One, you will be coming to the bank with us. Two, you will get the information I need from the vault. And three, I'll kill you if anything goes wrong."
"You don't scare me clown. I'll help if you can answer a little riddle."
"Fine…make it quick."
Good. I love riddles. Here it is. When is a man a city?"
I've seen Mr. J this angry plenty of times, this is nothing new. There have been numerous occasions on which he's clenched his fists so tight his palms start to bleed. But never have I seen him just sit there and do nothing about it. What kind of information is on this laptop?
"That's not as hard as you would like it to be. A man is a city when he's Batman."
"Batman? Mr. J what the hell is a batman?"
Very good Mr. Joker. I'll do as you ask."
"Be at this address tonight. You'll have to get acquainted with everyone."
"Alright. You should leave. Classes change soon. It might be bad if people see you."
"Oh no, no, no my little riddler. Boys…put your faces on. We have a performance to make."