[For someone who had been such a pain in the ass during both vampire assaults- as someone with a lot of energy and the ability of flight is prone to be- Joker is.... surprisingly docile when they're brought into Hell proper. This is probably a relief to his vampire handler, on account that it's actually surprisingly harder to keep a one-armed man still. After all, only one arm chained up means that he could still twist about a lot more easily than someone with two, and a wing to the face is never a pleasant experience even if it's not exactly painful.]
[But no- he keeps his wings tucked in tight, and his head bowed, and the stage manager is eventually chained up to the wall by his one wrist and, apparently for lack of many other options, his ankles.]
[When the vampires finally go and it's just all of them left, he finally lets out a whistle and slumps back. Against all odds, he's grinning once more- although one might notice it's a bit strained.]
Well. This is a load of shite, innit? I thought she- [wow wonder who he's talking about] -took care of this? Am I loony or could I have swore she was gonna take care of it?
Captured v2
[At some point, Joker gets brought away, staying as obedient as he was when he first came. It's either interrogation or torture, and the words "I'm the bleedin' stage manager, what do I know" may or may not have been uttered.]
[Apparently that wasn't enough to get him a free pass, because he's brought back with one antler cracked, shimmering opal all the brighter in it, and the side of his face brilliantly bruised as if he was smashed into something. (He was.) There's the smell of blood about him, but it seems likely that his clothing is hiding wherever the wound is.]
[When he's finally back in his shackles, he swears something awful under his breath and glowers up at the cell door.]
Fuckers. At least they didn't go for my hand this time.
[His tone says that he's expecting that to change the next time he's picked up.]
C - fuck vampires (NPC Fuckery)
[He's biding his time.]
[Joker knows he's not the best fighter in the carnival. Definitely not the best magician, although all the iron that's been steadily burning through his wrist would ensure that it wouldn't really matter anyway.]
[But no one is perfect. If they just let their guard down for one second...]
[Time to go through the ringer again- they've unlocked his chains to take him along, and he lets himself be hauled up even though a grimace passes over his pretty face as his wings shift for balance. They tore up his god damn back the last time, and every stretch or curl of his feathery limbs sends a spam of pain throughout his spine. He's waiting for them to start plucking the feathers or just straight up cut them off next- although maybe that'd make him less attractive. He can't tell if they value him as a pretty bauble or chew toy more.]
[As he's escorted out from the cell, his bright pink eyes warily survey the vampire that's doing it today. He'd be chatty, normally, but.... he doesn't think he should waste any breath.]
[Likely he'll be screaming more than enough to make up for it.]
Joker - open to captured
[For someone who had been such a pain in the ass during both vampire assaults- as someone with a lot of energy and the ability of flight is prone to be- Joker is.... surprisingly docile when they're brought into Hell proper. This is probably a relief to his vampire handler, on account that it's actually surprisingly harder to keep a one-armed man still. After all, only one arm chained up means that he could still twist about a lot more easily than someone with two, and a wing to the face is never a pleasant experience even if it's not exactly painful.]
[But no- he keeps his wings tucked in tight, and his head bowed, and the stage manager is eventually chained up to the wall by his one wrist and, apparently for lack of many other options, his ankles.]
[When the vampires finally go and it's just all of them left, he finally lets out a whistle and slumps back. Against all odds, he's grinning once more- although one might notice it's a bit strained.]
Well. This is a load of shite, innit? I thought she- [wow wonder who he's talking about] -took care of this? Am I loony or could I have swore she was gonna take care of it?
Captured v2
[At some point, Joker gets brought away, staying as obedient as he was when he first came. It's either interrogation or torture, and the words "I'm the bleedin' stage manager, what do I know" may or may not have been uttered.]
[Apparently that wasn't enough to get him a free pass, because he's brought back with one antler cracked, shimmering opal all the brighter in it, and the side of his face brilliantly bruised as if he was smashed into something. (He was.) There's the smell of blood about him, but it seems likely that his clothing is hiding wherever the wound is.]
[When he's finally back in his shackles, he swears something awful under his breath and glowers up at the cell door.]
Fuckers. At least they didn't go for my hand this time.
[His tone says that he's expecting that to change the next time he's picked up.]
C - fuck vampires (NPC Fuckery)
[He's biding his time.]
[Joker knows he's not the best fighter in the carnival. Definitely not the best magician, although all the iron that's been steadily burning through his wrist would ensure that it wouldn't really matter anyway.]
[But no one is perfect. If they just let their guard down for one second...]
[Time to go through the ringer again- they've unlocked his chains to take him along, and he lets himself be hauled up even though a grimace passes over his pretty face as his wings shift for balance. They tore up his god damn back the last time, and every stretch or curl of his feathery limbs sends a spam of pain throughout his spine. He's waiting for them to start plucking the feathers or just straight up cut them off next- although maybe that'd make him less attractive. He can't tell if they value him as a pretty bauble or chew toy more.]
[As he's escorted out from the cell, his bright pink eyes warily survey the vampire that's doing it today. He'd be chatty, normally, but.... he doesn't think he should waste any breath.]
[Likely he'll be screaming more than enough to make up for it.]