Batman Run-Off [Private] IC
Gotham, a city full of shit, whether it's fake shit, bull shit, crazy shit, or dog shit. You come to Gotham and that's what you're gonna get: everything seems real and nice on the outside, even the people, but all they do is give lies, take money, they're greedy and selfish, can't trust anyone, and on the streets, it's worse, crime is everywhere, whether it's a bank robbery, murder, or just some guy throwing toilet paper at the Wayne Tower. It's chaos, how does one live so close to one of the largest jails in the country and an insane asylum not far away. I guess it's because some people have hope, not many do after what has recently happened, Arkham City being corrupted and all, but they still have Batman and his fellow companions, and they haven't lost hope in them.
(If you read the plot [Xikari -_-] then you get where this comes from)
It has been some time since Joker got as active as he is now. Before he used to just sit around and have Harley do everything, now that something has turned up, he's out of the clown car, and only because Poison Ivy had brought it to his attention. Some sort of infectious disease around the south entrance of the City has turned up, Ivy found out because her plants were sensing something different in the air. Joker new a lot more of his goons were just getting the flu, a lot more than usual but he paid no attention to it till now. Joker, Ivy and Harley now meet up in an abandoned warehouse to discuss their newly found evidence of this disease.
A loud roar echo's through the streets of Gotham, a large black blur goes by with a small red one following. The Dark Knight makes his way to downtown to an old abandoned warehouse, a perfect place for planning crimes. This grew of interest when he received more reports of goon activity in the area, today he was going to check it out. He pulled into an alley about a block away from the warehouse, Robin parking behind him. He climbed out and looked around, first down one side of the alley, then the next before turning on the cloaking device for the Batmobile. He looked up at the roof of the building and shot his grappling hook at it, aka the bat-claw. He looked over to Robin, "Let's go," he said as if he had a hair ball in his throat, then hitting the switch and zipping upwards to the roof.