Sarcasm Galore

As Metal Jaw continued walking he felt like something was sucking him up, before he knew it there was a flash of light and he found himself in an old junkyard lab. He smelled the air and snarled, "MAYHEM!" The res head began laughing, "Well Hello Metal Jaw, how's it going?" He was answered with the large reptilian firing at him with his mechanical arm. Mayhem laughed as he took in the bullets, when The Jester drove up into Mayhem's lair, he was greeted with the large reptile throwing a laughing Mayhem around. Da Vine was greeted with the same image.

Jester snickerd as he saw Mayhem being tossed about like a rag doll.

Jester: Ha ha ha ha. Couldn't happen to a better guy.

Then the Jester and his goons got out of the car and approached the violent lizard brute and the flailing maniacal madman.

Metal Jaw slammed him down and stepped on him. He looked over at the other villains who arrived, he glared at Jester, "Why the hell are you here, Jessster?"

Jester: How rude.

Jester sneered at Metal Jaw as he stared him down. Jester was pure insane and not afraid to take on the big brute. Of course he had a lot of gadgets that would simply ruin the day of anyone he used them on such as he acid squirt gun, explosive jester wand, electric joy buzzer and other assorted nasty trick gadgets.

Mayhem however slipped out from his feet, "I invited him over, Jester my Boy!" He jumped from the balcony he was at and landed right on the floor with a splat. He laid their for a solid minute before getting up with a bow, "I'm so glad you came. Both of you." He bow before Da Vine, Metal Jaw snorted, "Who the hell is she? She doesn't smell of meat, more of.....plant life." Mayhem grinned at Metal Jaw, "Oh of course, you haven't been introduced yet. Jester, the big reptile up their is Metal Jaw, this lady right here is Da Vine. Metal Jaw, this is Jester and Da Vine, Da V-"

Metal Jaw roared, "SHUT THE HELL UP YOU TALKING CHIMPANZEE!" He angrily slammed on the railing of the balcony, smashing it. Mayhem giggled, "He had anger issues."

Jester: My dear Mayham (pronounced wrong on purpose)....your luggage seems to have a rather nasty disposition.

Da Vine: The clown has a point. He would serve better as luggage. I would give him half my mind but in the end he would only half half a mind.

Jester: Ha ha ha ha ha! I would say he is witty, but that would only be half right. In the end he is just half witty.

Da Vine cackled at the joke along with the Jester and his goons. Then she stopped and made a straight face as she spoke up.

Da Vine: So.............what was so urgent you needed to disturb me while i was gardening?

Jester: Yes do say? Time is money they say and it feels like you are wasting ours.

A loud tap of a cane, "What a show!" and a flourished toss and catch. "Oh do go on. Ol' Scratch could really use a Jester." he said leaning over the railing slightly. "Let's see some blood?" he asked but it clearly wasn't a question as he held up his thumb sideways, like an emperor watching gladiators. Mouth curling into a shark grin.

Metal Jaw angrily slammed on the railing of the balcony, smashing it. Mayhem giggled, "He had anger issues."

"That's the spirit. Now say 'are you not entertained' you know you want to."

Metal Jaw snarled again crouching to charge The Showman for a death roll, but The Showman held his cane out, and his eyes flashed gold, only for a moment. Metal Jaw backing away in panic, head whipping side to side as if he were being surrounded.

"Now where were we? Right yes a meeting of 'minds'."

Jester: Well if it isn't the old Ring Master himself. Where is the rest of your down trodden motley crew?

Da Vine: Great more men. Is there a point to this sausage swinging gathering? If not I have better things to do.


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