Title inspiration: Bang Bang door Nancy Sinatra
This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, of not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.
The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.
But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear u have to use Google for this.
If u request my translation, though, I might do it.
Sidenote: Because of the translation, some things might sound weird. of I just made grammar mistakes. I say "sorry" for that in advance. And I'm open to any translation suggestions / corrections!
Prolog
Warum so ernst?
Wenn ich ein Tagebuch schriebe, wären meine Worte so rot wie das Sekret an der Klinge in meinen behandschuhten Händen.. haha.
Wie auch immer. Willst wohl wissen, was hier abläuft? Ich habe keinen Plan.
Zwei Männer, jeweils auf der Suche nach unterschiedlichen Dingen. Der eine nach Vergeltung, der andere nach... nun ja, was? Das weiß keiner.
Der bin ich. Nenne mich Mr. J, ihn Mr T.
Wir spielen ein Spiel, doch nur ich kenne die Regeln, kenne hol, den Ausgang. Vielleicht spiele ich auch mit gezinkten Karten, wenn du mich nur lässt. Ich gebe dir die Möglichkeit der Entscheidung.
Lass mich nur. Ich weiß, was richtig ist.
Triff auf Sweeney Todd und The Prince of Crime.
Triff auf dich.
Willst du wissen, warum ich ein Messer benutze? Pistolen sind zu schnell.
Bang Bang!
Ups, siehst du?
~ Joker
Prologue
Why so serious?
If I would be writing in a diary, my words were as red as the secretion on the blade of the mes in my gloved hands... haha.
Whatever. Want to know what is going on here? I have no plan.
Two men, each one of them in zoek of different things. The one of vengeance, the other one of... well, what? Nobody knows.
That's me. Call me Mr J, him Mr T.
We play a game, but only I know the rules, know the outcome. Maybe I'm playing with marked cards, when u just let me do it. I give u the option of choice.
Just let me. I know what's right.
Encounter Sweeney Todd and The Prince of Crime.
Encounter you.
Wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick.
Bang Bang!
Oops, see?
~ Joker
This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, of not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.
The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.
But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear u have to use Google for this.
If u request my translation, though, I might do it.
Sidenote: Because of the translation, some things might sound weird. of I just made grammar mistakes. I say "sorry" for that in advance. And I'm open to any translation suggestions / corrections!
Prolog
Warum so ernst?
Wenn ich ein Tagebuch schriebe, wären meine Worte so rot wie das Sekret an der Klinge in meinen behandschuhten Händen.. haha.
Wie auch immer. Willst wohl wissen, was hier abläuft? Ich habe keinen Plan.
Zwei Männer, jeweils auf der Suche nach unterschiedlichen Dingen. Der eine nach Vergeltung, der andere nach... nun ja, was? Das weiß keiner.
Der bin ich. Nenne mich Mr. J, ihn Mr T.
Wir spielen ein Spiel, doch nur ich kenne die Regeln, kenne hol, den Ausgang. Vielleicht spiele ich auch mit gezinkten Karten, wenn du mich nur lässt. Ich gebe dir die Möglichkeit der Entscheidung.
Lass mich nur. Ich weiß, was richtig ist.
Triff auf Sweeney Todd und The Prince of Crime.
Triff auf dich.
Willst du wissen, warum ich ein Messer benutze? Pistolen sind zu schnell.
Bang Bang!
Ups, siehst du?
~ Joker
Prologue
Why so serious?
If I would be writing in a diary, my words were as red as the secretion on the blade of the mes in my gloved hands... haha.
Whatever. Want to know what is going on here? I have no plan.
Two men, each one of them in zoek of different things. The one of vengeance, the other one of... well, what? Nobody knows.
That's me. Call me Mr J, him Mr T.
We play a game, but only I know the rules, know the outcome. Maybe I'm playing with marked cards, when u just let me do it. I give u the option of choice.
Just let me. I know what's right.
Encounter Sweeney Todd and The Prince of Crime.
Encounter you.
Wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick.
Bang Bang!
Oops, see?
~ Joker
Another poem door me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).
That Girl
Have u seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
That Girl
Have u seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?
Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.
She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.
She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.
Sarah,
She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Funny,
Because I’ve been feeling the same
I had saved Bruno's life. He knew it was too dangerous to be on a mounain, he teleported to the Apache Junction. Unknowing where we were, we camped out. We heard someone walking outside and when we walked out, it was Apache Indians. They started talking, they were speaking Indian so we couldn't tell what they were saying. Bruno threw red circles at their necks, and when they landed, they started speaking english. One of them zei " Why are u here? This is the Junction! Get Out!" Me and Bruno looked at each other. We ran as fast as we could, but, I wasn't fast enough. They grabbed me door the hair and pulled me away. Luckily, Bruno put his hand in the bon-fire and threw the brand at the indians. The ran away with so much fear, they fell off a cliff. Bruno grabbed my hand until the reached a forest, there was a small waterfall door the forest.